9/15/9

I went to the doctor this morning. First time in a long time. Turns out they can't do much. I'm gonna have to see three specialists. Crazy. I worked with Charlie yesterday. We were painting trim and crown moulding that we installed in a recessed kitchen ceiling. Charlie finished it this morning. I got to see it when I went to meet him so he could pay me. Ten bucks an hour to relive my childhood. I suppose there's worse things. I had to close the bar that night as well so I was butt-fuck tired when I got home. Don't spread this around but I'm actually addicted to HBO's true blood. When I finished S2E2 and didn't have S2E3 I exclaimed out loud, "NO!" I hope people are watching Mike Judge's new show The Goode Family. I'd like to see it make to at least half the amount of seasons King of the Hill made it to. That equation comes out to six and a half seasons, which is fine because I'm sure we'll have another writers strike in the next couple of years. Probably something having to do with Bollywood and international copyright laws. Can't remember where I heard that. Guess we'll see. Mike Layton wanted Friday off so he picked up my Tuesday night (tonight). And I've just been lazying around the house not doing my chores and still working my twenty day program where I smoke one cigarette less each day. Today is thirteen cigarettes and I have five left at eight thirty post meridiem. Boo-ya-ka-sha!