Calling in Sick
Calling in Sick
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."
My old friend Brick likes to go up to people who wear their baseball caps sideways, tap them on the shoulder, then discreetly whisper, "Dude, I don't want to draw attention to it or anything, but your hat's on crooked. You may want to fix that." It's good for a laugh. <br />
All right, the truth is I don't really feel like writing right now. After five days in St. Louis followed by an afternoon/evening in Atlanta with Court and his lovely girlfriend (who I'm not really sure I'm allowed to name here), followed by my third early morning flight in six days, well, I could really give a damn about writing right now. I'm frazzled.<br />
Merry St. Louis Cardinal Christmas
Whenever I meet a smart, attractive woman, I always refer to her as a breeder. This used to be an insult to most women, but as time goes by and the world gets more eh? whatever the hell it's getting, more and more women are taking it as a compliment. I think this says something about society as a whole but I don't really care enough to research it.<br />