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Saturday, June 3, 2006
Another 50 Mile Couch Sorta Night ...
... got home, Natasha's out with Gwen and the baby and our oldest is with her nana, so I hang out at home and download songs (like Tribe Called Quest and the incredibly bouncing new Outkast single) and wonder what's for dinner. Around seven Natasha comes home, does a quick meet and greet with me, drops the baby off, and then goes out drinking with Gwen over at Hoppy's for the night. So, um ... I guess microwavable pizza is what's for dinner, although, to break free from the sounds of lonely pizza depression, the pizza IS Digorno's new Garlic Bread Pizza. So that's good I guess. I don't want all this talk of 50 mile couches to make it seem as if my wife and I are on the outs, because nothing can be further from the truth. We're good. We're doing fucking great, actually. We're talking out our fears and our worries, we're staying up late and partying like a fun sleepover, we're dancing and laughing, and also we're having the hottest and nastiest sex that a married couple is allowed to have. It's just that, sitting here on the 50 mile couch watching the same bad movies and wrestling videos over and over again, I wish that I had more friends, the amount of current friends I have I could easily count on one hand. And have a few fingers left over. But, on the positive side, and you should always look on the positive side, the music is good and the pizza is awesome and the company is wonderful. My oldest just came back from nana's. I'm going to let her stay up a little late so that I can have company that won't make me change her poop every ten seconds.