That's right I'm gonna bore you with the details of my avarage day. You see, most of you think you know how an average day in Juiceworld must be. Wake up, work, play video games,drink beer, go to sleep...Well OK thats sorta right, but there is more to it then just that.
6:00 am
I wake up to the best theme song out there, "Eye of the tiger" Come on, who would want to be woken up to a song like that. After I finaly fall out of bed, I'm ready to run up (or down in my case) a flight of stairs throwing my fist into the are and yell,"COFFEE" now all I need is a big statue of my in my kitchen. But before all that I proceed to hit the snooze button about 4 times. Makeing my wife listen to that song a total of 5 times everyday. One of these days she's gonna snap.I can see the headlines now. "Wife kills husband to rocky theme!"
6:20 am
I roll/fall out of bed. Depending on how indulgent I got with my Beer the night before, this is when I descover if I have a hangover headache. Most times I don't...I did this morning though. I then surch my room for my work clothes....Where the fuck are my work clothes....I droped them right here last night. After surching for 5 mins and finding everything, I try to dress myself. Ever try to put on body long johns in the dark? Not an easy chore. After taking my legs out of the sleaves of said long johns, i get everything else on and head down to the kitchen.
6:25 am
I get into the kitchen , throw my hands in to the air "Adrian....uh shit no, COFFEE!!!!".Did the wife put Coffee on the night before? Thankfully yes (most times she does). I then get my lunch together. This is a pretty easy chore as my wife makes my lunch. I used to but my lunch everyday a work, but the little lady want us to save a bit of money so I told her, "You make my lunch, I'll take it and eat it." So she makes it for me. I got to tell you she makes some bad ass sandwadges!
6:31
Contomplate calling in sick....One sick day used so far this year....got 5 more.....Fuck.....Shit....Maybe....
6:32
Well I'm in my car at this point, turning the diel to 102.1 the edge. I love that radio station. The edge files are a hoot. Hearing about some douche who thought it would be a good idea to take a mold of his rectom using cement....yep that right it happend....you can laugh at this point...Oh look, a dickhead I need to flip the bird couse he just cut me off even though there is no one else on the road. I once again ask at this point, WTF is wrong with people.
6:59 am
I get to work. I'm gunna leave my work day for a seperate blog another time.
5:00 pm
I get home. Home...I love home time...the smell of freah baked bread, children laughing... Oh wait thats not my house...What house is that.....Oh yeah, marta stuart, my mistake. No I get attacked by a 4' terror I call a daughter. "DADDY!!!!" I haven't even closed the door yet, and I have a munchkin attached to my leg....Fortunatly she has no fear of a punting across the house(see my kitten blog if your confused) After hearing about my daughters day, it can be really confusing let me tell you, I sit down with the wife to hear about her day....2 mins after she starts her mom calls...20 mins later I am once again summond to hear about her day...2 mins later her aunt calls...20 mins later I am once again summond.
"No more phone calls?" I ask, she shakes her head laughing. She at this point proceeds into a 45min detailed story about her day. It's always the same story too. Her co-workers are trying to distroy her.
Why do our signifacant others work story's have to be so long? Like really. If something supper funny happened, tell me. Something huge, Tell me....Anywho it wont change. She watches my eyes glaze over but she keeps on talkng. Most times by this point I have had 2 or 3 Beers so I'm armored to listen for a little while.
I then get to play some video games....MMMmmm video games...lol I got to admit I even wrote that slow for effect, so read it slow, so that the effect works.
Yeah I'm a "Gamer" also a "Pirate" but, Shhhh on the last one. I go around killing so zombies of terriorts or whatever the hell I am killing in my current game. Se I was smart when I married my wife. She is not a big computer person, So I get to hog the hell out of my computer and not feel guilty...Until I was D.U.M. enough to get my daughter her first computer game...Fuck what a bad idea that was. Now its a fight between her and i for computer time. Ever try to make a deal based on time with someone who can't tell time? "7:05 is NOT 7:00 daddy, you can have the computer at 7:00" WTF now my daughter is tell me what to do! I need anouther Beer...
Hugs and kisses time, The kid is going to bed! Every parents favorite time of night.
Now I can sit down and relax....Fuck 10:30pm
Time for bed....
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