Shit is not random yo.
I have the Post Office coming to pick up 12 custom i7 machines in the morning and I already downed 500ml of 40% whisky (yes, the cheap shit without an e)... I only have 1 of them half ready. The rest, I haven't even bothered putting together yet.
It's going on 2am here and I have an appointment with the doc for blood pressure meds at the crack of dawn. Pretty fucking sure that 140/80 is normal in any other cuntry except Crapan, but here I am.
I'm going to have to spin a bunch of bullshit excuses to my clients. Oh, the Post Office didn't turn up for the pickup. Plus the guy in the lower apartment has been complaining that I'm too loud during the night. I think he's a construction worker. Crack of dawn to early evening type shit. Yes, it's an old fucking building and I use my washing machine at 3:30am. Problem? Whatchu gonna do about it? Gotta go smash his door with a rubber hammer at 5am and wake that fucker up just as he's nodding off.
