Welp, vacation is over, and I'm back at work. Currently enjoying my last cup of coffee for the day and waiting to get out of here in about 15 minutes. This week isn't so bad being that I only have to work 3 days, but still, I'd rather still be at the beach with my girlfriend laying around and drinking margarita's. It was a good time. We had one day of rain which was kind of cool because down on Long Beach Island, when it rains, everything floods. Now I know that doesn't sound that cool, but it is. You are at the beach, and all the roads are flooded, and the waves of the ocean are crashing down, the chaos of it all is kind of beautiful. Also you can boogyboard in the street which is kind of fun. Anyway, back on track. I got my Mexican food, and it was amazing. We all went out to diner Monday night and brought our bucket of margarita. We had to ask the waitress for a ladle because the bucket was half froze and she kind of gave us a strange look and said she would ask about the kitchen for us. Thankfully she returned and had a ladle. We all enjoying our bucket-o-booze and giant burritos. The rest of the time I spent either hanging out on the beach, sitting at happy hour, or just relaxing at our house having drinks. It is always a great feeling to get away, even if it is only the Jersey shore, it is better than work.
So I'm back today at work today and talking to my good friend Brian. Brian lives in a town about 15 minutes from my job and his roommate is moving out, which means he needs someone to move it. He had asked me about moving in with him a while ago, and I kind of brushed it off and said I'd think about it. I have thought about it now, and I do believe I'm going to take him up on it and move into his house. This will be interesting because I'm an only child, so I know my folks are going to be bummed, especially mom, but sitting around my nice quite house while they are on vacation, I have come to realize I'm really over living at home. I'm going to be 25 next month, and not saying that is old, but it is time to move on in life and break from the nest. So, on I got, moving in with my friend Brian for the 3rd time in my life. I lived with this guy for 2 years in college, and while with any roommate, you want to brain them sometimes, I usually get along great with him. It is going to be an interesting month in my life, so lets see where it ends up.
Well, it is 5:30 and while I would love to keep rapping at you, I'm going home to enjoy the peace and quite of my empty house. I'm going to make some food and walk around in my underwear drinking beers. Sexy picture, I'm well aware.
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