So yeah, I haven't posted anything on this sight in some time. I've written articles, deemed that they either sucked ass or where not to my liking and needed to be revised. Which I'm too lazy to get back to, so for all intents and purposes they're dead.
So why did I decide to write now? Don't know really just thought I'd get some shit off my chest. Oh and If you for some reason have a problem with anything I'm writing right now and you feel it necessary to voice your opinion, do me a favor and actually talk to me (As in you find me in person or you call my cell phone) and don't write some half ass, shitty comment that makes you look like a douche.
So on to the shit!
So last Friday (April 30th, 2010) Coop had his first day at Taylor and Dunn's. Yup, after like 8 months of me trying to get him a job there, it finally happened; cool shit I know. The reason why Coop finally got the job is because Kiwi asked off... again... for like the 15th time this year.... I'm just saying.... But yeah, everyone seemed to have there doubts about Coop, fortunately for them Coop murdered there doubts by way of Hadoken to the face; In other words he rocked. He rocked so hard in fact, that one, Mark, yes Mark that guy who makes every ones life at T&D's a living hell gave Coop a complement and praise. As a matter of fact Both he and Jeri said that Coop will be busing on Fridays from now on. I haven't seen nor talked to Kiwi since this has happened, but I really can't see him being mad about it considering it's his own lack of diligence at work which caused him to lose the day. Coop needs hours too after all. But going back to that day, after work Coop got to "know" his new co-workers/friends by way of alcohol. We stayed until bar close, all the while we talked about stupid shit. Shannon kept giving Tommy death stares (I told him to run!), Cheree and Coop kept misunderstanding each others words, and Chad and Jess had there "young" table. Man oh man did Chad give it to Cheree that night. She did steal his hat though, so things balance out. Coop and I got a ride from Chad and Jess that night, and Coop got to meet Rocksie face to face if you know what I mean. You probably don't though; unfortunate to say the least. Coop got home around 2:30ish and I got home at around 3:00. Yeah, Friday kicked ass and took names.
So the rest of the weekend was kinda shitty though. Shit went down with Coop and once again my so called friends are no where to be found. I give Chris a pass because he has a shit ton of work to do; becoming an architect is some hard work. Kiwi of course was out of town doing god knows what again. No doubt something that's not all too important or he would have said something about what he was doing. Steve acts like hanging out with him is some kind of privilege and I don't have time for that shit. Andrew is no where to be found and I really don't feel like calling him anymore. It seems that if I don't call them I don't hear shit from any of them. Also, fuck going on Facebook to have some half ass conversation that takes like fucking 2 hours to say 5 minutes worth of shit. As a matter of fact, fuck compromising for those guys all together. They make it quite obvious that they don't want to hang; at least with me anymore and so far not a one of them has had the good grace or the balls for that matter to say anything. Hell they think that shit from like 3 weeks ago just blew over and shits back to normal. Fuck that. They don't deserve normal anymore. They don't work towards normal anymore so why should I make a singular effort to do the same? Fuck I really need to take Jess's advice and get some new friends. I shouldn't feel stressed out every time I think about my "friends". I do give Andrew some credit though, he did come over to see me, although it was 9 in the morning, and he didn't call or anything. I was also sick to top things off. However one visit isn't going to make everything magically better. I just need to have a good fucking talk with the lot of them and see what I can get done. Hell I just remembered Steve didn't even see what had transpired as important and said some shit like we have too much history. Guess what Steve, there are people who have been friends since they were kids and broke it off when they got older before. Fuck, there are people who have gotten married; meaning they want to spend the rest of there lives together and end up divorcing. Some who have been together 3 to 4 times longer than we've know each other. So I'm not gonna sit around and keep a bunch of friends who mean shit to me just because we've know each other for a few years. That's the funny thing about friends, they're people you choose to hangout with. Not Someone you have to force feed down your throat for the rest of your life like a much hated sibling. If I (that's the key word there) deem that it's no longer worth the effort, I can drop your ass like that. I know I'm turning out to be a good person, I've had many people tell me this before. So don't act like I'm the biggest douche in the world because I'm being blunt right now. Since most of the people who read this are at least acting like there avoiding me right now, take what I've said into consideration instead of you seeing this as an attack on you. Hell if you do see this as some sort of attack on you then you need to step off and reevaluate your shit. What I write is obliviously the last thing you should be concerning yourself with.
