drinking thread and boss bitch

Tough week here hard by the shore of Lake Michigan. Lots of snow, plowing,and all the associated bullshit. Nerves were frazzled, kids had to be shuttled, and suddenly i was on deck for dinner. I was just about to order pizza when i had stellar idea. 1. Brown meat. In this case it was duck sausage, but anything will do. 2. Add tomatos and onion to meat. On low 3; season to taste 4. Answer stoopid email from disconnected boss who has no grasp of reality. (Hey do you really think you can do 300k in February?). Yes you shitfuck, i can. 5. Brown corn tortilla 6. Spoon meat over browned tortilla and cover with cheese. Kill a Sierra Nevada and fire off belligerant email questioning bosses value. 7. Pull shit from 350 degree oven, smother in sour cream, and send another ratfuck email to boss asking why exactly he skipped the 10:00 call this morning and missing the explanation that the management team completely endorsed the solution, the only fucking thing he could've possibly contributed. 8. Eat. Long week. Thank God for this here cold beer. Drinking thread? Ok.