Brain Splatter

Hi kids. Your old uncle Biff got a lot of stuff done today. Don't that just make you feel proud? It does me. Hey, is calling myself Uncle Biff kinda creepy or is that just me. Yeah its creepy.

So I got my hair chopped off and let me tell you it was about damn time. I am just glad that they don't charge by the pound. Now I got a nice short haircut, close to a crew but not. I have got to go to the shop more often so that I can maintain a decent length. I just don't feel like it that often. And I don't know, I have never been that comfortable going to the barber. Maybe if it was a sexy hottie and not some old guy cutting my hair things would be better. I don't have stylist money though. To hell with that, I would rather use a weed wacker then pay fifty bucks or more for a haircut. Did I mention I was cheap? Don't get me wrong, I will spend money on thing that are worth it, ie--a special lady (no, not a hooker, you freak). Otherwise it is all about the Benjamins baby.

Back to my productive morning--I got the haircut, did some laundry, threw out some garbage, hung my laundry and this was all in the space of about 3hours. I really can't believe I did it all. I do have to give credit to the fact that I decided to go to sleep and took an Ambian when I went to sleep. My God those things are great! You get to actually get some sleep and then you wake up refreshed. What a fucking awsome concept. I got to go to the doctor and get a prescription. Don't say anything but the pills I have now where given to me by a friend. Thanks Karen.

Then I came to work. Yeah. Way to end a productive day. Laterzzz...