The sun is gone, but I have a light

Today is going to stink. 2 meetings. One for the ever important Safety Committee and one for the Project Management Committee. I'm sure to be heavily involved in both meetings, and I always have a lot to bring to the table. The majority of which is in a 12 oz. paper cup full of liquid that will keep me awake enough to participate. Damn. I've been at work late the past 2 days, and there's not reason to think that I won't be here late today as these shitty meetings will absorb the majority of my morning, robbing me of time to complete my daily tasks. I am less than entertained.

Last night I watched Step Brothers with Mike, Brian and Jaime. It was ok. Not great. It was a lot better the first time I watched it. Oh well. It beats doing something that entails spending money, but I would have rather been watching a Cubs game, or having some beers on the front porch talking about nothing. I had a cheeseburger from Burger King last night. I'm pretty sure my body is trying to tell me that fast food isn't really going to be working out anymore. I feel like I need to poo here in the next little bit, and from what I can tell it's going to be a real "white knuckler". Gross. Whatever... you know what you were in for when you started reading this turd of a blog. Har-freakin-har.

Alright, Ron is down here Tasmanian Deviling his way through the basement with somewhat ludicris demands and making my goddamn head spin. He needs to not come in until I'm completely awake, and not having to poo my brains out. I can't get 2 minutes away from him to vacate the contents of my colon, and check my voicemail. I've listed those in order of importance because voicemail isn't going to shit my pants if I don't check it in time.

Hopefully I have fun tonight. I'd like to find myself somewhere playing 9-ball. We'll see what happens. Later on blog... keep your unit on ya.