Dreams
Dreams
Nathan DeGraaf graduated fucking years ago with a BA in Creative Writing from the University of South Florida, which he still lives near because college chicks are the best. On weekday evenings, Nate can typically be found at any one of a number of North Tampa bars. On weekends, he typically cannot be found. When not drinking, fishing, watching sports, or having sex, Nathan likes to read, play the harmonica, and show up for work. Throughout the course of his life, he has been arrested six times because, as his father has often said, "the kid is fucking stupid."
You know you drink too much when you go three days in a row without so much as a beer and you say to yourself, "Oh, so this is what everyone else feels like." I just wish I knew what everyone did with all this clarity. I mean, if most people feel like this everyday, fucking cars should be running on water and flying by now. <br />
Observations from a few days in Baseball
Consider it a Hate Filled Bonus Post
Every day this week, according to my new diet, I am permitted to consume 48 grams of fat, 275 grams of carbohydrates and 165 grams of protein. I'm thinking about grams more than your average cocaine dealer. <br />