This place is fucking DEAD!

'Samatta you people?

Nothing to say? Real life interfering with the Wordforging?

FUCK THAT! ENTERTAIN ME NOW, GODDAMN IT!!

Eh.... Too much UFCing last night. My left knee only bends 15 degrees, my elbows have all the skin scrapped off, and for some reason I have headache.

Word!

Post, you fuckers!!!

That woulda been somethin' if you had said your knees have all the skin scrapped off.

I haven't done so much as hit a heavy bag in weeks. Last time I did any violent training, I took a bad fall and fucked up my ribs on the left side. Never did get it x-rayed. Don't think anything was broken, but it's bad enough to interfere with my weightlifting. Probably bruised some ribs and tore some cartilage.

It's lunchtime. I was in my car reading, avoiding people.

Annual Dirty Santa gift exchange and Christmas pigout here. Gotta catch up now.

If ya fell on ya ribs ya had to have slammed ya face too. Jeeeez!!

Its 40 degrees today.

70 degrees and sunny today. Down to a nippy 50 tonight. Better stoke up the fireplace.

Is fucking dead anything like necrophilia?

Aw jeezus, that's the endgame of your Hillary fantasy, innit?
Rogering her innert carcass.
Sick mothafocka.

That explains why she's frigid.

I'd entertain Albert, but he has me on ignore.

His loss, I suppose

Well, I could post a bunch of Youtube videos...oh...right...

Run the car with the heater on! I ain't sittin' at my desk when I'm trying to eat, read and relax, it always ends badly. As in "We need 25 charts for the 1:00 meeting, you're not busy, are you?"

(And it was 56 in the parking garage )

I got popped for random drug and alcohol testing today. No excitement there, especially seeing as they called me for it after I'd already been flying. Where's the logic?

I made cookies for co-workers today. The ungrateful bastards didn't even leave ME one!

^ Shoulda come up here. All kinds of goodies.

You would like my cookies. Some of the ingredients are 1lb of unsalted butter, 2 cups of sugar, 2 cups of brown sugar, and 4lbs of chocolate.

After I rolled out six dozen cookies last week, and upon noticing I'd used less than half of the batch of dough, I simply rolled what was left into logs, wrapped 'em in wax paper, and double locked them in ziplog bags.

Oh, and I baked a cake last week too.

I made TWO kinds, that's the kicker.

White Chocolate Cranberry Macadamia Nut cookies.

Chocolate Chip Cookies.

Do you have any idea how hard it is to bake a cake in a hickory fired smoker?

It's Zombieforge!

You didn't break a nail, did you!?!?!

I keep mine short. Let me show you...

Oh, that's right. You're not actually married yet...

I got to drive over 200 miles today tracking down payments owed to us so we can make payroll.

Fun, fun, fun.

At least you'll get a hefty mileage check.

From who? My family owns the company, heh. I mean, yeah, they pay for my gas mileage, but when the funds are coming from my family's bank account...well, it still ends up hurting my wallet.

No doubt you guys get paid first, right?!