Balls

The last, oh I don't know, 400 posts I've made have been slightly spaced-out, emotive, twisting psycho-babble and I want to put something inane up here. Not that anybody reads this shit anyways. I could blather on and on about how I like to rape puppies and nobody would be the wiser, but for my own sake, I guess I'd like a change of pace every now and then...if not just to be a little more lighthearted. Good Lord, this has turned into my online diary....

I'm growing a goatee...I wanna see if it works. I started it on Monday. I've been getting crazy looks at work, so I'm going to ride it out till the end of the week and see if I can make it happen. I can tell that everybody wants to say something about its presence, but they just won't. It's like they're too afraid to tell me, "Ummmm...Cory....you have a squirrel growing on your face. Thought you should know." Plus, I like to make people wonder about me. I can tell the people at work still don't really know what to make of me. There's a few that know me fairly well, but most of them tread lightly around me, wondering what's gonna come out of my mouth or what I might possibly do. I mean, I've come to work after a few weekends with a bandage over my forehead, a bloody nose, a jacked up hand, and they still think my hair is a bit too progressive. They get all uneasy like a wild animal before a thunderstorm when I'm around. I don't think they want to make any sudden movements for fear of what I would do.

I've never had a goatee, and I'm wondering if it makes me look, in any way, like a roadhouse badass. In my mirror at home, it bends that way. If I get just ONE compliment....it stays.

*As I write this there are two guys behind me talking about how they know each other. One of them just came back to work for WBAP...apparently he worked here before and has made a recent triumphant return. His "joke" just now went like this:

Guy 1: Hey you! You back on board with us?

Guy 2: Yeah, I couldn't keep away from this place.

Guy 1: How long ago was it that you were here? Like two years ago? Do you remember me?

Guy 2: Yeah, you look real familiar. I actually left four years ago, got lost in the mess up north and now here I am. *wait for it, wait for it* I HAD MORE HAIR BACK THEN THOUGH!

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

*Uproarious (inexplicable) laughter from approximately 6 to 7 people in the area...I mean rowdy laughter*

My God, I have to get the eff outta here.