Friday, September 01, 2006
Fourth Quarter
One thing I miss is how Dad would take us out for ice cream on the first day of school. We would go to Friendly's and get what we wanted. I would always get something too big like the Reese's Pieces Sundae. I miss that with all my heart. I think that I would trade about fifty tomorrows for just one of those yesterdays.
I got up early today and went to the store. I should have gone yesterday but I was tired. Then I woke up this morning pissed at myself for not getting up so I was up shortly after 7am and in the shower. I left the house a little after 8am. Took a cab to Stop and Shop and got my shopping done. The Damn Cat Dakota was all up in my grill because I ran out of dry food. She was all, "What the fuck? Where is my grub you asshole?" I am all," chill out cat, here is a can of cat food and dammit you can afford to miss a meal or two you husky little beast." She came back with, "Look fatboy! You go get my food or I am going to kick your candy ass from here to the store and you will have to buy it anyway." I was like, "Oh hell NO! Bring it on you four legged shit machine!"
Well maybe it didn't go quite like that but every time I got the fuck up she was all following me. It wasn't even like she was hungry it was more of a Hey, where is the food that is normally always in my dish kind of a thing. Fucking cats.
So like I said I got up early because today is the first of the month and you know that all the checks come out today because of the holiday weekend. Whether it be state aid, social security, or just paychecks and I hate the fucking crowds. I really hate crowds. Especially in the grocery store. I can't stand to be behind someone who has all this shit and then they always argue about the price of stuff and then you have to wait for fucking ever for them to find someone to go and check the damn price.
There are some people who no matter what line that they end up in it always turns out to be the slowest line in the history of creation because they either get the slowest damn cashier or they get behind some fuck up who can reconcile that they bought the wrong size ass cream and the one that they did buy is 50 cents more. I think that some people just have the luck where no matter what they get in the slow line. Know anyone like that?
So now we are in the last quarter of the year, I guess summer is over and it is time to think about the holidays. I guess it isn't to early to start asking what you want for Christmas. Remember that I am quite broke and cannot afford much. HAHAHA. But seriously I do try to buy presents for people that show at least a little bit of thought, not just crap for crap sake. And then do say that it is better to give then to receive...well, so be it.
How come all the really good holidays are located at the end of the year? You think that could have spaced it out. Maybe it was because back in the day during the spring and summer people were too busy working in the fields and shit and didn't have time to party down. But then in the winter and fall they were all bored and decided it was time to party. Or maybe that is when the beer and other alcohol was done fermenting and it was time to get down. I don't know but you would think maybe they could have spaced the shit out or planned better. It is like people with their birthdays in December near Christmas. You know they get shitty presents because people are thinking ahead to the holidays. I think that if you are born in December you should have the right to have your birthday moved to like May. That way you can get a good share of presents. So what if birth certificates would be a little inaccurate. We are talking presents here dammit! That is important shit. And if the President can fudge about weapons of mass destruction and where exactly he was when he should have been serving the country during Vietnam then moving peoples birthday's shouldn't be that big a deal. I mean think about this, if you were born on 9-11, are you ever gonna be able to have like a festive birthday party? Maybe not for at least another 6 years. Ok, I think I have babbled long enough. Laterzzz...
