VDS, Mofo

Fin! Finally. I no longer work for VDS. Monday I start my new job as a man­u­script ed­i­tor. It should in­finite­ly bet­ter, even though I’ll be work­ing in a cu­bi­cle. At least the peo­ple I’ll be work­ing with will have de­cent oral hy­giene, and a mod­icum of com­mon sense. I don’t have to make copies of any­thing from here any longer. VDS is dead to me.

i stayed up for 23 hours yes­ter­day and now my eyes smart. i’ve al­so been in­vit­ed to go to Indianapolis with Liam ei­ther next week­end or at the end of February. We’d haul on down there to see Jes?s and the re­cent­ly af­fi­anced Bjob. If i go it will be a strange road­trip, to dri­ve to Indy, and not stop by at home or my aunt and uncle’s house which are both rel­a­tive­ly on the way.

in oth­er news, i need to get laid be­fore i be­come com­plete­ly in­ert.

oth­er words that should prob­a­bly not be said on a fam­i­ly-read web­site in ref­er­ence to my­self: mas­tur­bate, defe­cate, James Tate, com­men­su­rate, wood­en crate, com­mu­nist state.

i’ve got a two o’clock. peace.

One thought on “VDS, Mofo

  1. Adam? Sex? Masturbate? Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!? He be hu­man!

    Seriously, good luck at work, and en­joy the Hoosier state my friend. Oh, and GO PONIES!

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