Anti abandons the internet.

im BACK, bitches! just when you thought your eyeballs were going to burn out of their head from reading all this shitty white text on a black backround, yes i know it sucks. deal.

work was... well... today might have been the best work day of my entire life. and it all comes down to the stoke of the year.

i left late for work, and halfway to the freeway i realized i had forgotten my signwalker check, and my paycheck at home. so i peel back and make myself later for work by grabbing that shit.

i also had to buy a staple hammer at a home depot at some point, so now im trippin balls because if my cousin catches me being a late fuck off, he's gonna wring my scrawny little neck, because he's my boss.

but i think i was just being paranoid and stuff, because i did my james bond immitation on the 110 freeway, and made it to south central with enough time to get a stamm-ler from home cheapo, and to be RIGHT ON TIME (7:30am) to meet my helper at the Ford Dealership to start putting signs, flags, and arrows EVERYWHERE.

so i was relieved as to not be late and avoid getting yelled at by my cousin/boss, but the heat was on to preform in time for the signwalkers that mike told me started at 11.

and cesar and i NAILED IT. man we killed it, im not lying. the sale was set up and looking tits by 8:30am. impressive by anyones standards.

and next thing i know, 18 wheelers are eating my middle finger, while i eat their air horn, and al the while cesar fumbles to staple hammer our cora-plast signs to these shitty fucked up, nail ridden telephone poles.

but by 10am, the stoke hit me like a ton of bricks.... because i mentioned something to cesar about having the signwalkers out on time, and he looked at me sideways, and re-checked his copy of his signwalker schedule (something that i should have done)

and guess what.... he said, "boss... the walkers go out tomorrow. we have all day to do the city"

YAYYAYAYYAYAYAYYAYAYAYAYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!

i busted a smoothie in my boxer shorts right then and there.

that meant, in one hour i would be on my way home, which is worlds apart from thinking i wasn't going home for another 6 hours.

to celebrate, i got SO high.