I just got home from work. I'm exhausted.
I work at Home Depot in the lumber area , and I'll tell ya—dealing with Charles, who worked in construction for 47 years and eats nails for breakfast, doesn't exactly make for the most pleasant work experience.
Doesn't matter now. Weekends here, and I decided to treat myself too some BBQ Chicken Pizza and Root Beer.
Plus, me and a couple of buddies are gonna play some Morrowind this weekend.
Only thing bringing down my mood a bit is the fact I got drill next weekend. We got this new lieutenant straight out of ROTC at A&M who thinks he’s the next MacArthur. I don’t personally care for him, but it is what it is.
oh, One last thing I just remembered. There was this guy outside my store screaming about how the end times are near and all of that hoopla. I thought he was just another crackhead, but then he walked up to me procceded to state my full name and said:
"They’re coming. Ready yourself for the Final Crusade, James. He is Watching."
Then he ran into the highway. Didn’t get hit though.
I swear this city is getting weirder by the day.
That's it for now. Hope y’all enjoyed some stories about my life.
:)