Dutch Land Diesel

I really don't have much to talk about. I'm surprisingly in a good mood. After the party on Saturday, I woke up to find a house that wasn't trashed. It was nice to not have to clean first thing in the morning with a queazy stomach and light headed mind. As LL would say, "Don't call it a hangover!" I don't get those. At worst, I get a mild crappy feeling, but anyone who drinks an assload of vodka (yes, I measured it out by pouring a bottle into my ass and then pouring [or is it pooing?] it into a cup) on a semi-empty stomach. I mean, liquor will rip the shit out of your stomach. That's all that happens to me. I eat some toast, I drink a glass of water and then I take a healthy shit and I'm good for the day. Granted, I'm usually ass-tired, but that's not from drinking. That's from getting two hours of sleep.

Anyhow, things went relatively well. Dishes needed to be done, but that's what dishwashers and procrastination are for.

I did eat a pound of king crab legs on Sunday. It was fudgin' awesome. They are my all time favorite food. And I happened to be in BiLo to buy something that I forgot to get at Wal-Mart when I came upon the seafood section. I figured I'd check out the prices, realize I couldn't afford any of it and then simply be on my way. Well, king crab was $7.99/lb. That's fucking insanely cheap. I bought a pound of it, took it home and promptly forgot about it until Sunday evening. Thank god I did because it was a kick ass dinner. I ate it while watching a very funny King of the Hill. That show is awesome.

Well, I'm bored of this, so I'm splitting like a pair of tight jeans on a fat guy who's doing a split. So, I'll leave on this note. The Pittsburgh Penguins will make the playoffs this year. They keep signing more and more kick ass free agents. I have a boner dreaming about it. Yay for Hockey!