- Don’t say you’ll meet me at a certain time and then show up an hour late AFTER posting a stupid ‘trying-to-be-funny-but-pity-me’ status on FB at the time you should have been meeting me. Excuse FAIL.
- Never let mathematically disinclined individuals sort out bills. The Tweedles still owe me the equivalent of $15 US and Dipshit looked at me as if to plead that I let them out of that. Not a fucking chance. They’re paying me the rest next week when they come back to Nerdtown.
- Don’t whine to me about your pitiful little problems when they’re all self-created and minor. I’ve got bigger shit to deal with. Oh, and I don’t like you so I don’t care. Cry about it to someone who does.
Since it’s pissing down outside and I’m shackled to my desk working on my dissertation yet again, I can’t help my mind from wandering to the last three days of my working holiday. They were the best three days of the whole lot, hell of pretty much this entire year. I’ll show you why.
Yes, the teetotaler went to a winery for a wine tasting. Apparently I can tolerate reds better than whites and I really don't care for port. The cheese was super yummy though.
Oh, and the streak continues (I’m on Day 8!), but I’ll talk about that more next time.