Muffins

I enjoy eating mayonnaise on sandwiches. Don't get me wrong though. I've got nothing against mustard. In fact I would probably put them both on a sandwich given the option. If I had to make a choice I would probably choose mayo though. The rich creamy substance lends itself more to a turkey sandwich then mustard any day in this man's opinion. Especially if their is lettuce and tomato involved. Don't even get me started on cheese either.

Dokken Poster

I almost cut my hair today. Actually I didn't. I haven't gotten a haircut in over a year. Trying to grow it out, but it isn't coming along too well. My hair just hasn't been growing too much this year. Poor diet perhaps. Maybe my hair is just falling out faster than it can grow back. In any case I'm never going to cut it again. Hopefully one day I will gain some kind of youthful ZZ Top look that will get me lots of girls.

Dokken

I couldn't think of anything to write today. I can't ever think of anything to write so I decided to just start writing stuff and see what happened. My roommate woke me up at 8:30 today vacuuming and now he is banging on the wall. He is a rather annoying person. He just doesn't understand that if you cover every inch of wall space with terrible looking artwork your house is going to look like a joke.

New House

The first night in a new house is always a little strange. It still feels a little bit like you are staying in someone else's house. Even though you are surrounded by your stuff it still doesn't quite feel like home yet. That first time you flip the lights and hop in bed you see many strange lights that you have not seen before. Usually as soon as you close your eyes the noises will start. Creaking and groaning sounds you have never heard before keep you awake. Thoughts of ghosts and ghouls go through your head before you fade away into sleep.

First Post

I woke up to the light creeping in through my blinds. My head was pounding from the fun I had had the night before. I dragged myself out of bed and into the shower. My head pulsating in rhythm with the water coming down on my face. Getting out of the shower I got dressed and grabbed my keys. Stepping outside caused my eyes to squint in pain. I contemplated my options. Do I sound sick? Do I really need this job? Will anyone notice if I don't show up to work today?
I decide to call the boss and give him my best sick voice. "Hello?" the boss answers. "Hi, this is Eric. I'm feeling a bit under the weather today and don't think I will be able to make it to work today." I say coughing and trying my best to sound as pitiful as I can. The boss explains to me that if I miss work today there is no turning back. I will be fired. Yet, somehow my still recovering brain knows what it needs to do to survive. I take off my shoes, crawl into bed, and sleep.