I was three hours late to work this morning. Afternoon. Whatever. Fuck time.
Why?
Because MY name’s Jesse, and I’m an alcoholic.
Ok, not really. But I’m pretty sure, last night, I drank an amount of alcohol that could have gotten all of Napa Valley thoroughly inebriated. I know I know, on [...]
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Tags: alcoholic, christmas tree, drinks, fuck time, gay sex, late, procrastination, real copper penny, rumples, tarot, tarot readings, tequila, work
A new bar opened up on Friday night. It’s a new gay bar, actually. I find it sort of funny that there are five gay bars in Grand Rapids now. It also only takes about five minutes to drive through downtown. That’s a gay bar a minute.
“do you know how fast you were going?”
“uh…like…70 [...]
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Tags: anagrams, bar, breakfast, drinks, engagement, fable, fable 2, meat, ring, team, teamwork, toasty, work
So, y’all.
I don’t know why, but I really like typing the word “y’all” lately. I don’t say it. I would be allowed to say it, if I so wished, given my childhood in cornfields and backwoods…but I don’t.
ANYWAY.
Y’all…I think I might have the sickness again. Alexandria just got sick…again, for the second [...]
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Tags: the bar, drinks, snot, sickness, disease, bird flu, work, driving, singing, smoking, y'all, armani, hats, host, vomit, texting, hanukkah, michigan, snow, cold, hate, speed walking, bathrooms
Hey, I’m actually doing a decent job of updating this thing. It’s kind of surprising to me; usually I abandon a blog within days of starting it. Granted, this is only day three. Don’t worry! Don’t lose hope! I still have time to forget about everything, and lose my ambition!
So, I do have a [...]
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Tags: bar, circus, creeper, dance, drinks, gay, kitties, leo, shots
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Ok! So hi! Anyway…I have a fun story for you all! (It’s true, more fun than rainbows. sort of.) So! I um…licked a…like, well a pornstar. This doesn’t happen just every day, to just anyone. The pornstar, yes, I’m sure he gets licked quite frequently. It’s kind of his job. I’m sure [...]
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Tags: adoption, Asian, Bruce Lee, crouching tiger, drinks, gay, licking, Mexican, pornstar, Roman Heart, round house kick, squinty eyes, stomp the yard, the bar
