Sorry for your shitty day. My reccommendation is to go home, take a shower, and watch ESPN in the most comfy clothes you can find. Being completely worthless usually helps me unwind some.

And here I was just going to blame it on being Monday.

Odd. Sitting at home watcing ESPN in comfy clothes is Roy's job.

Where can I get an application?

"Sounds like somebody's got a case of The Muunndays."

Ha Ha, cute one pineapple boy .......... Seriously, I have thought of closing office today and walking 10 feet outside my office to my home.

It's been one of those days we all get where nothing and everything you do is wrong..........

Come on Tuesday ......... That is unless it's still going to be Friday last week a 3rd time over.

I need to either ask tommykat to translate this, or enter it into the computer before the island explodes.

Here you are saying you are having a bad day.

Lets put it in perspective...


You have food. YOu have shelter. You have a job or some sort of daily income. YOu have your health.


Those are four basic things that not alot of other people have.


Do you realize what kind of world we would be living in if everyone had those four basic needs?


And you are worrying about Monday and begging for Tuesday to show up.


You should be thankful for today and every day...that you are alive...and have family, friends, loved ones, and your four basic needs are met instead of bitching about one day or how things arent going your way.

What about sex? Sex should be the 5th basic need. And beer. Beer should be #6. Oh ya, and pizza rolls. Pizza rolls should be #7.

I told you not to put III in charge of the route to Saginaw from Hackesack II.

I have had about the same thing for the past month....broke everything I've touched, and then broke parts and tools while fixing.

Then, it occured in other aspects that Maybe I was using up my portion of bad luck, for a string of good luck.

I'm making a big leap right now, so I'm ready for that dose of good mojo too.

take a dump, freshen that cola and take a deep breath....you'll land on your feet.

You might get your ass kicked for that.

Youve lost your first, second, and third level bursts..


The "your mom" shtick is over...

Clicking heels 3 times............ why didn't it work, dammit,it's worked before......

Get a six-pack-get some bait-load your dog-leave your wife-stop by your favorite sandwich shop-drive to your closest good fishing spot-kick back throw in your poles,if you haven't forgot them-and RELAX..................