So I’m out fishing today and I know I’ve bitched about this before but it happened again. We’re out fishing and all of the sudden there are a shitload of people around us. There was a grandpa and his grandson (a fucking four year old grandson) and then some Mexican lady who had a pole but wasn’t exactly fishing. No idea what was going on there. Then there was some guy that was down there on his bike… and they were all like within 5 feet of us; if not closer. I eventually got pissed off enough to just go for a walk down the shore and try other places. It’s like hey fuckers, we were there first and there is plenty of places to try and fish you rat bastards. So I stroll down the shore and I’m casting here and there. Of course nothing big is biting but it’s not bad catching the small ones either. It’s like going to the titty bar; they’re nothing you’d want to take home but they’re fun to play with.
Shit, only one day left and then June is over with and July starts. Good thing July starts tomorrow otherwise we’d all be confused. Um, it’s not June but July isn’t here yet… damn, do I still have to work? Anyway there is only one day left for me to work too. I haven’t had a day off since last Tuesday the 22nd. It has been one hell of a pain in the ass week too. I was supposed to work today until 1 but I didn’t get out of there until 2, meaning that I will have to cut an hour off of there tomorrow. Damn, guess I won’t be able to work until 5 tomorrow, I’ll have to cut out an hour early; and right before my big 4 day weekend. Boy do I hate when that happens; but what can I do?
I still don’t know exactly what I’m going to do this weekend. I do know that Friday I will be watching Spiderman 2, but beyond that I’m not too clear yet. I’ve had a few invitations to do some stuff, but I’m not sure if I really want to. I would really like to just stay home and be left the fuck alone although no one can really grasp that concept I guess.