I hate to catagorize people, but the fact is that some sorry suckers seem to fit well into catagories. The spell checker does not seem to contain the word "catagories." Anyway, back to what I was saying. There are certain types of people in this world that should not be allowed to exist. They should be forced to choke on their own vomit. Of course I am talking about the holier-than-thou types. You know, those people who act like fucking saints in church, but when unleashed into real society, they become ball-licking sacks of self-righteous sloth dung. I was forced to deal with one such person-thing yesterday and I had to sanitize my hands after leaving her house. This is why it is so hard to drag me to church. It seems to me like about 80% of churchgoers fall under this category of sloth-dungers. Anyhow, I thought I'd get that out. Good night.
Last weekend was a debaucherous one for me. A long weekend in the wilderness with an almost limitless supply of beer and a lake full of fish nearby. Good stuff. I got the new car by the way. Wound up with a Nissan Murano. It kicks some ass.
Breakfast burritos: These are the focus of my thoughts every morning now. Since I moved back to Wyoming I've been reintroduced to the joys of the best breakfast food ever invented. I truly feel sorry for those who are limited to Sonic and CrapDonald's for their breakfast burritos. We make fun of those pieces of crap here. I have become so hooked that I have to have at least three per week or I just don't feel right. Whoever invented the breakfast burrito should be elevated to sainthood even if he was a serial killer. Not that he was, I'm just speculating.
The job's going pretty well. In my line of work you really learn to appreciate what you have. After seeing the way some people live, I've really started looking at my own life differently. Listen to the Devo song "Freedom of Choice". It explains everything.
My brother-in-law, who is a sophmore in high school was telling me that his health teacher was educating the class about "stoner music." Apparently stoners go off on 15 minute solos and do terrible things like stage dives and power slides. I was pretty amused by this and I felt that I should share this tidbit about our current education system. Apparently this music is also a method of getting smart kids like Billy to sample marijuana. Har har!
It is time for me to commence drinking, so have fun and enjoy the nice weather.