One mo' thang

Today is my one year anniversary at my job. Whoo fucking hoo.

Oh, and I must get this movie . It has a character with my last name. Kick ass.

Rules were meant to broken.

So my love life is pretty miserable most of the time, because I stick to a set of rules I made and I will not break. You want to know my rules? No? Tough shit.

1. Never mess around with a married woman.
2. Don't date coworkers.
3. Never be "that guy."
4. Do not sleep around with bar girls.
5. Never let a family member fix you up with someone.
6. Never, ever make the first move.
7. Don't date girls with kids.

Now I've broken these rules in the past and it met with disastrous results. That is why I'm sticking to them, but by doing so I wonder if I am robbing myself of happiness? I can't tell right now, but I'd like to think that by following the rules, I'll be better off in the long run, but then, at the same time SCREW the long run. I think I deserve some happiness every now and then. Lord knows I don't get much of it.

I think my relationship rules are good, but I can't tell. All my readers (the four that I have) let me know. Should I modify them or keep sticking to them? I do deserve to be happy right?

FIN

Scared?

Something to say?

What to do on my day off?

So since I've been having a blarg week, I've decided to make sure I have some fun on my weekend coming up on Wednesday.

So I saw this page here, and well I wanted to try it. Only thing is I'm too chicken shit to attempt it myself. So I'm not sure what to do. So afer a little research, I've learned that I cannot do it. Not with my limited budget. So I think I'll be launching a small animal. I'm thinking a rat. Now a single helium balloon will lift 14 grams. The average rat only weighs 525 grams. This would only take around 37 balloons. But for easy math, we'll figure 40. To rent a tank that will fill approx. eighty 16-inch balloons will cost $38.00. I'll just buy the ballons at a grocery store. It's a little too cold here to do it now, so I'll have to do a test run once I build a container for the rat. Including the cost of the rat, I think I can do this for under $80. And that would be exciting.

And for all you animal lovers out there, I will have a tether on the thing. I'm not that much of an asshole. But I am shooting down the ballons with a pellet gun.

FIN

blarrrrrg.

I have had the most uneventful week in the history of uneventful weeks. Seriously something fun has to happen soon or I'll explode.

New toy

I thought

I thought I'd fill you all of you in on the details of the last week, but now I don't feel like it. Deal with it.

What a week.

The last week or so has been pretty crazy. Tuesday after work I was in a car wreck. It sucked. Especially since the bitch that hit me had no insurance. That's probably why she took off after it happened. She didn't know not to fuck with Super B. I chased her ass down while I was on the phone with the cops. Her life is going to be a living hell now. I will make sure of it.

Friday I went to Chicago to see some friends. I think I had a good time, except for the pain in the ass parts. I'll me more visits there in the future. I'd write more now, but the room I'm in is dark, and I'm having a hard time seeing. There will a full detailed report of both the events tomorrow.

FIN

Seriously.

I'm trying to live my life free of all the bullshit now. The last few months have been filled with crappy drama. It was fun for a little while, but now I'm done with it. I just want a simple easy going life that I've had for the last few years (well except for a couple bumps). I want to live without having to worry that I'm disappointing people or letting them down. It's starting to bug me that people want me to hang out with them every single night. I haven't had a night to myself in quite some time. I can't say no to people, because I don't want to hurt their feelings. I feel I'm living everybody else's life and not mine. That has got to end.

It's just pissing me off that if I'm not where I'm supposed to be a certain night, I get all sorts of phone calls. I know it sounds stupid, (who complains about being popular) but it is a pain in the ass. I just want to do what I want, and not what everyone else wants me to do. I really hate to bring out asshole me, but I think it may happen. I'm perfectly content to be by myself right now. So if you're counting on hanging out with me this week, don't plan on it. If I happen to appear where you are, count it as coincidence.

On to more positive things now. I figured out some of the crazy that has been going on. I've done a lot of thinking and a lot of talking with one of my friends, and I'm finally starting to see some of the things that I have known but not wanted to admit. It is nice to finally admit them to someone, and talk about some of the things. It's hard as hell to admit some of the things especially since they go against my code of rules for life, but there is an exception to every rule, right? But I've broken this rule in the past and it bit me in the ass, so I'm not ready for it to happen again. It all goes back to doing what I want. I want to break the rule, but I don't want the consequences. Damn life.

Also I've finally realized how uncool I am. I thought of myself as hip, well up until recently. I'm not. I'm anti-hip. Which is good I guess, but I associate anti-hip as being old. I don't want to get old. Well older. I'm fine being 27. I doing the typical freak out thing now. I'm officially late twenties. The other day my said, "You know when I was your age, I was married with kids." That freaked me out. She then went on to say, "Have you thought about settling down?" Well the truth is I have. I've thought about it quite a bit. That scares the crap out of me. I'm not ready to be grown up. It looks like I have no other choice.

Would I like to settle down and get married someday? Yes, I would. Am I ready yet? No. But I think that if I wait much longer to start looking for someone, I'll be stuck with the people that others have passed up. That sounded bad. Um, I'll be stuck looking at the people that others have passed up for a reason. Probably a bad reason. I don't want leftovers. So now I'm stuck with kind of looking, but I'm not ready, and I know I'll end up stringing someone along, which will be bad for me and the others involved. I thought when you got older things would be easier. I had no idea how hard things can be. It's not something I'm enjoying.

Do I have anything else left to vent about? Yup.

I really need to find another job. I can't be stuck here much longer. It's driving me so far into debt. I can't afford to a lot of the things I like since I'm stuck paying into a car I hate. I should just dump it. Or drive it into a river. This has got me thinking. So if anyone out there reads this and knows of a good job that a person who has worked in TV for the last seven years can do, let me know. Anything audio realted would be a plus, or even Master Control.

Now I'm done.

FIN

Waiting......

Waiting for Friday to hurry up and get here. I'm heading to Chicago to get drunk with some friends. Should be a blast. That's about all I have to look forward to right now. I really need to find something more stimulating than sitting around a bar after work at night. It's getting old, and very expensive.

FIN

No title today

Again I don't have really have much to say on here. Although there's been some things happening the last few days that have kind of changed my perceptions on people I know. Usually a little information is good, but then it can be bad also. I don't like knowing the things that make me think different about people. Especially when information you learn makes you think different about yourself.

I guess I didn't really learn anything new, but just the realization that occurred to me the other night is what is screwing with my brain. I don't really feel like going into too much detail right now, since I'm not really comfortable with it. So I guess I'll stop now.

That and I'm freaking out since I graduated high school 9 years ago. Fuck I'm old.

FIN

One more.

Does anyone use proper English anymore? I know I'm not the most gramatically correct person in the world, but at least I try. I can't understand most people's "internet" speech. Please people, proper grammar will get you far in life.

It's finally happened.

I am having the worst day ever at work. Everything has been a horrid pain in the ass all day long. Usually my days go by with nothing interesting happening, and I kind of just sit around waiting for things to happen. Today has been the complete opposite. I can't wait to get out of here and get a drink. If I ever needed one, today is the day. It's all I can do keep my sanity intact.

Other than that, my life has been pretty uneventful. I finally figured out that after hanging out with a lot of different girls lately, that I am not ready to be with anyone. I can't put up with the craziness that women are right now. That and I'm starting to turn into an ass. Hear that girls?? You're making me sour on your species. I'm so glad to be single right now. I just can't put with you gals.

Ah crap. I hear the boss calling me. Time to go pretend I care.

FIN

Guess what I just got??

Amazon can't ship it fast enough.

When.....

When I get home, I'm making a sandwich. It's going to rock.

Because I can damn it.

Since I have nothing better to do with the dull fuckery that is myspace, I got bored the other day and made a profile of a girl. I found some random picture of a girl on the net, and made a profile out that was somewhat slutty, but not too bad (thanks for the tweaking B). I just wanted to see the types of responses I got from people.

Holy Shit.

I never realized how many creepy people there are out there. The guy offering $9,500 for a "cam show", to all the penis messages, I was amazed. Even the sixteen year old girl who asked for naked pictures blew me away. My mind is totally blown. So here is the proof that the internet is good for some entertainment. Maybe I should make one with a picture of a hideously ugly girl (me in a wig) and see what happens. I'll save that for round two.

It might be over

My intense dislike of movie theaters is over. I think. It's still way too fucking expensive (even with the student discount, can't believe I pulled that one off, $13.00 for admission, small Diet Coke, and some Nachos). I saw Memoirs of a Geisha. It was pretty damn good. Better than what I thought.

FIN

I think I'll keep posting even though I have nothing to say.

Ick, Ack, Uck

I'm over at my mothers house right now pretending I'm doing something worthwhile on the internet. Of course, I'm not. It gets me to thinking, what's the last worthwhile thing I've done on the net? Other than e-mail, all I do is kill time by playing games and reading people's blogs. And sometimes writing in here. It would be different if I had something to say, but I don't. I have no unique insight into life. All I do is bitch and moan about things that everybody complains about. So as of now I'm thinking about just abandoning this little bloggy-doo, and go back to bitching about things in life.

Now it would be different if I did have something worth reading. But I don't. This may be the last little post you see from me for a while. I'll wait until I have something worth saying.

FIN