Bombs away!

So i'm at work it's like 1am and my eyes are starting to dry out. I get an email saying my fiancee is getting weird stars from his manager, so I told him to pick his nose. He does it. He said she got so grossed out, i laughed and said awesome. He said " Oh I raised the eyebrow and everything.. looked like I was trying to do a rubix cube in my nostril."
Come on now you can't tell that's funny. This working late nights thing is kinda cool, I don't do much. I think I've had too much sugar, my teeth and tongue feel funny. Too....much...sugar!
No...more....pie! So now I can't put a background on my desktop at work, they locked us all out so now I have to stare at this stupis blue background, at least it's blue I guess. I can't wait for the beer festival to come around...Wait! What the hell am I saying, I'M GOING TO NIN!!!!!!
The four of us are going. I've never seen Trent live I'm so excited, I think i'm getting horny. Then coming up is Indy car, motorcross and velvet revolver all in one place! What more could you ask for? The hot chicks will probably be there and yes the beer too. So Indy-moto-velet, beer festival, NIN!!, then umm, then....ahh, something.
So ho-kay, I need to get my tattoo done already. I've put this off for way too long.