I don’t have much to say and I’m hungry.
Here’s the cover picture from yesterday.
I’m not entirely thrilled with how everything turned out. But I got paid. So who cares.
I don’t have much to say and I’m hungry.
Coffee is weak. I should have thrown all in.
I didn’t leave the house yesterday.
I finally did some work.
I have 500-800 more words to go and I’m done.
I should have been done by yesterday and be sending today. I’ll be done by today and I’ll send tomorrow.
I’m not that confident in what I’m writing.
The girlfriend got here at 4 pm. A bit later than usual. She stopped by the Mexican post office for the bikini she ordered for Oaxaca.
That’s getting closer each day.
I have three photo missions and I shall take care all of them next week.
Get done with this article. And start the next ones soon.
I’m hungry and I don’t have much to say.
Girlfriend went to bed extra early. By the time Jeopardy was on, she was already in bed.
I worked. I looked at houses for rent. There aren’t many options online.
And because there weren’t many options, I send a bunch of applications through indeed.com, though right now, with Oaxaca coming at me, I don’t really need a job. Well, I do. I just can’t be getting one just yet.
I have gigs to fulfill. Things to balance. Oaxaca. Moving out. Relationship. Then job?! I might be doing this the other way around.
One of the jobs wrote back to me immediately that they were trying to contact me. Probably a phone interview. It’s about managing social media and writing blogs.
WHAT I DO ALL DAY EVERYDAY!
But it’s not that much money. And it has actual office hours.
Feels good to know that a shitty job considered my application though!
And I sort of want to do it. They start at $400 a week and say they would increase depending on experience.
Monday to Thursday office hours. Friday half day. Sunday half a day.
That’s $1,600 a month!
HEY!
It’s a little bit more than what I make!
I should be doing it…
But the lazy option will be the lazy option.
I should write a book.
I should.
Should.
Should.
Procrastinate!
Here are some burgers that were missing yesterday.
Let’s make myself hungrier.
This beast from Dog Haus.
I posted in the subreddit /r/PutAnEggOnIt and it did very well. How well?
It’s the motherfucking header image for that small sub! I got 200+ upvotes.
Moderator really like the photo and created this.
Goddamn.
I’m sort of hungry for that burger.
I need to go get some eggs.
This is another burger that is missing.
That’s from BarleyMash in Gaslamp. I didn’t get to try this burger but goddamn it looks fantastic. This is the burger I delivered to Brozo. He enjoyed it.
I sort of want that now as well.
Goddamn.
I posted the Tras / Horizonte burger on /r/food and it did okay. Upvoted but didn’t go anywhere.
I posted a bunch of them on the Tijuana Adventure Instagram.
And also, my write up is getting a bunch of shares.
And also, I’m fucking hungry for burgers now.
Yeah. I know I said I’m burgered out.
But hey. I haven’t had one in… hmmm…
Six days!
Coffee is weak.
It doesn’t inspire a workout.
It doesn’t inspire a word vomit.
I need to get shit done.
And girlfriend just emailed me.
Shit.
It’s noon already.
She gets off work at 2 pm today.
She’s almost done with her day.
I’m barely beginning mine.
She’s asking me about food because she has the need to eat with me for the strangest of reasons.
So now I’m with the dilemma if I should wait 2 more hours for food.
I haven’t had any food today.
I tried procrastinating the day away.
It didn’t work.
The roommate is finally visiting this weekend. After months.
It’s going to be one of the last weekends.
I’m going to miss the fuck out of this place.
And all the food it surrounds it.
And if I move to the beach, the next move will be to find a car.
The girlfriend got mad because I told her I was hungry and probably will eat before she gets here. I didn’t eat much yesterday. I haven’t had anything today.
Yesterday I had three tacos for breakfast, then a bean and cheese burrito she made.
After that, around eight Reeses’ cups. Then two quesadillas. Then another eight Reeses’ cups.
Yep.
That’s a lot of mother fucking Reeses’ cups.
Stomach woke me up at 3 am because of that.
So what am I doing with all the procrastination?
Wasting time in the most awful of ways.
Playing PES 2014.
Yep.
An outdated soccer game.
Playing against the CPU and winning game after game. And when I don’t win. I quit rage.
It’s pretty pointless.
Especially because if you are winning, you can just pass the ball to the goalkeeper and the computer won’t attack you at all if you don’t move.
It’s a pointless game.
It’s a pointless existence.
So I just play it numb-minded.
Drinking beers. Eating chocolate.
No workout.
No shower.
No breakfast.
Yes breakfast.
Going to Calimax for some eggs. Done with this.
I have to work.
Girlfriend will be home soon.
It’s Thursday and it doesn’t feel like it.
Numb to reality.
Matingas 