Sunday.

I am in a list making mood today.

Shall we?

Things I don’t make a habit of doing:

• Eating raw meat. No thanks.
• Pissing off my boss. On purpose anyway. Or anyone, really. I’m just not that spiteful. If you get mad at me I can bet either I have no idea or it was an accident.
• Getting shitfaced. I just can’t hang anymore. Too old. Hangovers last for days now.
• Church. Let the judging begin…
• Going commando. Used to. Now I leave that to my little guy.
• Playing dumb. All dipshit moves are genuine.
• Lying.
• Planning long term. I’m a crammer. Work best under pressure.
• Paying too much for car insurance.
• Picking up strays. Dogs, cats, people… just can’t.

Horrible habits I wish I could break:

• Smoking. It is a disgusting chain sent from the bowels of hell that is wrapped around my neck. I could make excuses but the bottom line is I am weak. It is occasional and situational and smells like death. I hope I can kick it sooner than later.
• Dropping the F bomb.
• Nervous chatter.
• Checking F-ing Facebook. Man, I hate that shit!

I got up too early after working very late last night. That is the only thing I have to explain this lame post.