Mother. Of. Crap.
Dunno about the title... just seemed to fit somehow... but I'm not sure how because I got distracted after I wrote it and forgot how I was going to open this post up... ... oh, maybe it was that my toe's been throbbing all day and it might have something to do with the fact that it looks like it's been bleeding under the nail since this morning... that might have something to do with it. Perhaps also that I just cleaned up dog poo, and pee, after I stepped in it and dealt with less than the most helpful pharmacist in the world (as if there's such a thing as a helpful pharmacist... ... ... actually, there is. I'm just mad. Keep dem pharmaceuticals coming ladies and gents, papa needs his heart not to a'splode).
Right now I'm missing being in Mexico. I got some Pacifico beer, which is like Carona if it was something that Mexicans drank and was good, and damned if it doesn't make me miss the mind altering humidity and skin searing sun. Only, I really did mean those both in a good way. I guess it's a good thing I'm going there on my honeymoon, eh? I also miss using a desktop computer. Really, really miss a desktop computer. I miss having a keyboard on my lap and a screen on my desk. I want a new one, like woah. I'm probably going to get one soon, I will have to devise a secret hiding place in my room I can squirrel away money in my room... someplace secret. Someplace safe... ... mostly from me. And my desire for lunch.
-Jon