Tired
We have had GM here at the job today. They were here to check out part from my product line. Pretty important shit. I let my manager handle most of the questions. (This was for my Industrial Engineer Part of my job....and there is STILL SO MUCH THAT I DON'T KNOW ABOUT) . The GM cats got in town last night. We dined them and boosed them. I tried to get 'em done up. I stayed out with them till about 115 in the a.m. boosing it up. It was pretty good times. But between the stress of worrying about the visit and stuff and the late night and drinking has me tired then a mug right now.
A chick caught an epilecic seizure during one of meetings and straight fell the hell out. It was pretty scary, but she was fine. Like 45 minutes later she was super straight.
But, ummmmm, yeah.....I should have a couple of stories to tell after this weekend. I'm going down to Tampa for Gasparilla. (YYYYEEEAAHHH, THAT'S RIGHT!!! THE BULLY IS GONNA BE JOOKIN IN TAMPA. IF YOU GONNA BE THERE HOLLAR ATCHUR BOY!!! Q, u should get your boyfriend to fly you up and y'all come party too. Its gonna be bannanas and chicks gonna be shoing titties and folk is gonna be dressed like pirates. It's gonna be grrrrrrrreat)
Yeah, Gasparilla is Tampa's version of Mardi Gras. I'm linking up with my purely platonic homegirl , T From Connecticut (Spelling?). We always have a ton of fun together (Yeah, seriously though....never even seen a titty....and yes, she is quite fine. Very quite fine. Would I smash???? Sure would..well maybe not. I just got a really wierd awkward feeling just from thinking about it). We gonna be on that DDDRRRAAAAAANNNKKKKK. My Boy BELL-O is gonna be coming up, and there qre gonna be a few other friend round that piece...up in that piece.
But, yeah, I'm a bit geeked.
Titties and pirates and draaaaannnnkkk...Oh my!!!
-Nuttayballs