Wednesday June 10th 2015 02:36
Yo motha fucka, hows it been? In North Carolina? Shitty. But that's why you're working hard. That's why you put up with living with your parents at the age of 25. You're doing it though, keep the fuck at it. I know for a fact, that one day down the road you'll look back on this and feel proud of coming this far. Fuck yeah, go us. Is Sanji still there? I know Oshi's still there. Have we got a woman? What about the truck? Is that still the goal? Remember, swordfish ceviche, boss right? Just in case here is the recipe:
CEVICHE
Swordfish
Lime juice
Jalapenos
Red onion
Salt
GARNISH
Red onion (julianne'd thin)
Jalapenos (diced)
Ok, listening to Hed PE radio, jamming the fuck out. I'm high as fuck right now, so I'm going to be typing sporadically. Terrace Cafe? Awesome job with cool people.
Thursday, June 11, 2015
Friday, December 14, 2012
It's Maddening
It's on fire,
it's hot as hell.
Hotter than lava, as far as I can tell.
It's poisonous,
truly, liquified death.
My mind I detest.
It's fouler than rot,
more decrepit than decay.
There's nothing left,
so I play.
It bores into me; squeezes outta every pore,
My mind I deplore.
It shakes my soul,
it cracks my bones,
it keeps me different,
from all the drones.
It causes my to cry,
begging to die,
yet it's the one thing,
that helps my eyes dry.
It's stupidly studious,
in informing me I'm smart enough to know I'm dumb,
My mind makes me numb.
It knows my hearts joy,
imploring it to understand sorrow,
It lives for today,
never tomorrow.
It keeps me happily sad,
always mad.
It wants me to become a dad,
Yet won't let me cum.
My mind I know the best.
It talks in whispers,
sings in deafening tones,
it sits atop three separate thrones.
God of my body,
Devil of my heart,
it tells me,
when the pain starts.
It's spastically languid,
cheerfully melancholy,
blithe,
it charges to my folly.
It contradicts insanity,
but it's never sane,
This is the story,
of my brain.
it's hot as hell.
Hotter than lava, as far as I can tell.
It's poisonous,
truly, liquified death.
My mind I detest.
It's fouler than rot,
more decrepit than decay.
There's nothing left,
so I play.
It bores into me; squeezes outta every pore,
My mind I deplore.
It shakes my soul,
it cracks my bones,
it keeps me different,
from all the drones.
It causes my to cry,
begging to die,
yet it's the one thing,
that helps my eyes dry.
It's stupidly studious,
in informing me I'm smart enough to know I'm dumb,
My mind makes me numb.
It knows my hearts joy,
imploring it to understand sorrow,
It lives for today,
never tomorrow.
It keeps me happily sad,
always mad.
It wants me to become a dad,
Yet won't let me cum.
My mind I know the best.
It talks in whispers,
sings in deafening tones,
it sits atop three separate thrones.
God of my body,
Devil of my heart,
it tells me,
when the pain starts.
It's spastically languid,
cheerfully melancholy,
blithe,
it charges to my folly.
It contradicts insanity,
but it's never sane,
This is the story,
of my brain.
Monday, December 3, 2012
Do you know the definition of Insanity?
The definition of insanity.
1: a deranged state of the mind usually occurring as a specific disorder (as schizophrenia)
2: such unsoundness of mind or lack of understanding as prevents one from having the mental capacity required by law to enter into a particular relationship, status, or transaction or as removes one from criminal or civil responsibility
3 a : extreme folly or unreasonableness
b : something utterly foolish or unreasonable
Nowhere here is the definition of insanity that has been popularized with our generation by the game Far Cry 3. When I heard that I actually went and look insanity up again because I thought I might've been mistaken. Turns out I wasn't. The thing I wanted to address about this is the falsification of information. Sure it's given to you in a medium that is supposed to entertain you and not inform you, but that's still not a valid excuse. Unfortunately, most people (Americans) don't have the proper sense to question the information they're given so fallacy becomes truth to them.
I just realized something, this is the first blog I've written since the confirmation of my lack of sanity. Hows that for you? A person who happens to be insane cares about people getting the proper information on what it means to be insane. Don't you think I should be flipping out; don't you think I should be talking crazy?! When people find out that I'm not completely sane I can almost feel their condescending weighing down on me.
It'll be a year January 26th. One year of the rest of my fucking life. To be told by someone that you'll never get better. That as the years go on it'll only get worse. For the rest of my life. The, rest, of, my, life. Do tell me, how is one supposed to go on with his life in a positive demeanor when you have some shit like that simmering in the back of his head. Oh, I should probably mention that I happen to be one of those suicidal types. Not stupid fucking kid, omg mai crush dusent luv me I'm gunna go cut my arm shit, I mean the kind that wakes up and tells himself "I think I want to kill myself today". I could've had a perfect day and night the day before, but something in me just gives. It tells me to just let go. It tells me that I need to be selfish once. It tells me that all I do is cause the people I love to hurt. It tells me this sweetly, almost angelic (in the vocal sense). Then it taunts me. Now after reading that, one might think all I have to do is conquer that voice and I'll be free. What you fail to understand is that voice isn't some enemy. That voice is me. My true self, expressing my true desires. The funny thing is I have these kinds of conversations all the time with myself. Due to my antisocial tendencies, I've created two companions out of my consciousness, only giving them names about 8 years ago. I will omit their names from this blog because that information isn't relevant for you to know. Actually, I'm not going to give any more information on this. If you don't understand my reasoning, then you've missed my point and I have nothing further to discuss.
1: a deranged state of the mind usually occurring as a specific disorder (as schizophrenia)
2: such unsoundness of mind or lack of understanding as prevents one from having the mental capacity required by law to enter into a particular relationship, status, or transaction or as removes one from criminal or civil responsibility
3 a : extreme folly or unreasonableness
b : something utterly foolish or unreasonable
Nowhere here is the definition of insanity that has been popularized with our generation by the game Far Cry 3. When I heard that I actually went and look insanity up again because I thought I might've been mistaken. Turns out I wasn't. The thing I wanted to address about this is the falsification of information. Sure it's given to you in a medium that is supposed to entertain you and not inform you, but that's still not a valid excuse. Unfortunately, most people (Americans) don't have the proper sense to question the information they're given so fallacy becomes truth to them.
I just realized something, this is the first blog I've written since the confirmation of my lack of sanity. Hows that for you? A person who happens to be insane cares about people getting the proper information on what it means to be insane. Don't you think I should be flipping out; don't you think I should be talking crazy?! When people find out that I'm not completely sane I can almost feel their condescending weighing down on me.
It'll be a year January 26th. One year of the rest of my fucking life. To be told by someone that you'll never get better. That as the years go on it'll only get worse. For the rest of my life. The, rest, of, my, life. Do tell me, how is one supposed to go on with his life in a positive demeanor when you have some shit like that simmering in the back of his head. Oh, I should probably mention that I happen to be one of those suicidal types. Not stupid fucking kid, omg mai crush dusent luv me I'm gunna go cut my arm shit, I mean the kind that wakes up and tells himself "I think I want to kill myself today". I could've had a perfect day and night the day before, but something in me just gives. It tells me to just let go. It tells me that I need to be selfish once. It tells me that all I do is cause the people I love to hurt. It tells me this sweetly, almost angelic (in the vocal sense). Then it taunts me. Now after reading that, one might think all I have to do is conquer that voice and I'll be free. What you fail to understand is that voice isn't some enemy. That voice is me. My true self, expressing my true desires. The funny thing is I have these kinds of conversations all the time with myself. Due to my antisocial tendencies, I've created two companions out of my consciousness, only giving them names about 8 years ago. I will omit their names from this blog because that information isn't relevant for you to know. Actually, I'm not going to give any more information on this. If you don't understand my reasoning, then you've missed my point and I have nothing further to discuss.
Saturday, November 12, 2011
I feel like writing shit again
Hello and salutations to those of you bored enough to traverse this hole in the internet that is my blog. Once more I've decided to do a "I feel like writing shit" blog. Those of you who've been here prior should have expected this. I try to keep my word even though my word is 9 fucking months old. Oh well, shit happens I guess. I only wish I could implement some of the things I write on here; but alas, I'm rambling. I think it's about time to the this fucking shit show on the road!
I think I'm gonna stick with the format I used last time. If you don't like it, well refer to my previous entries introduction. You'll find my stance on the matter there. More notably you should look for a phone number to contact.
+ If I went to a rally about gay rights, Id have a sign that would say: "As long as someone makes me a sandwich, I don't give a fuck.
+ If I were to rule China, I'd break Mongolia's city (pronounced "shitty") walls in reparations.
+ If I feel like punching someone in the fucking face, telling me to calm down is like shooting napalm at an oil rig that is set ablaze, hoping it will quell the flames.
***If by some chance anyone I worked with at Ryan's ever sees this; Now do you understand why Ron pissed me off so much? If so, leave me your answer/understanding in the comments***
+ If I were to give a fuck about the people in North Carolina as much as I do the people in Wisconsin (my girlfriend excluded), may the almighty Bob strike me in the nuts.
+ I've haven't been really lazy about my blogging in 2011, I've been really lazy about my posting in 2011.
+ Having a girlfriend who encourages me to play video games is great. Now if I can find the budgeting for video games. Damn you irony; you coy bastard.
As of yesterday, the Elder Scrolls 5: Skyrim has come out. If you love the series, then good for you. If you don't love the series, that's alright too. However, if you don't like the series and have friends who do then you call them a "nerd" for liking it or any other video game for that matter, then fuck you. Also your understanding of the word "nerd" needs to be reevaluated.
Here's something I wanted to do in last I.F.L.W.S. blog but didn't. Welcome, the top list. On the menu this blog: The top companies I hate.
1. Buffets inc: I worked for there corporation for about a year. The only thing I learned from this experience is that I will never dine at one of there cesspools again. For anyone who has kept in touch with me in the past year; you should know why this is first on the list.
2. Wal-Mart: I may buy from them, but that's because (like many other people) I have no choice but to.
3. Apple inc: I know I have some friends that are in fact, on Apple's dick. This is reason enough not to like them or their shitty, flashed up pieces of out-dated bullshit. Not taking into account that they're selling this shit and people are actually stupid enough to buy it.
Hmm... I should find more companies to hate. For now though, this should suffice. If you have any idea on what my next top list should be, drop me a line in the comments. If your suggestion is good enough I'll use it and give you props in the next I.F.L.W.S. blog. Ah, well
BREAK TIME!
Spiderman up in dis bitch!
And some other pics that tickled me.
After seeing that, I was like:
Sunday, February 6, 2011
I Feel Like Writing Shit
So that's exactly what I'm going to do. This isn't a real "blog" per say, but read this shit anyway because you know it'll be dope.
To start off, I'm going to list some shit I like. Gotta problem with that? Take it up with HR. There location is up your ass; there phone number 1-800-stfunub. Hope you enjoyed that bit, now on to what I said I was gonna do.
I don't think that I ever could be "Star struck". But if I would give that honor to anyone, it would have to be Dave Grohl.
I like either geeky/nerdy girls or dark/goth girls. I guess my reasoning for this is that both of these types of women are creative, intelligent and for the most part misunderstood. Not only that, the only difference with the two types is dark chicks are openly freaky while geeky chicks are secretly freaky. Either way, I win.
***Small note here; Dark chicks are the ones who like talking about blowing up things in gritty detail but would give there life to protect a puppy. Not like psycho chicks who talk about blowing up puppies in gritty detail. That's shit's not cool.***
Cloudy sky days are very calming to me. I can't really explain it, there just wonderful. The world around you is illuminated, but not shining. It makes everything seem so soft and innocent, if just for a moment.
In respect to some of the things I like; normally awesome quotes, I refrain from trying to get them into the mainstream. The reason why I don't lets peeps in on the goods is because I don't want the awesomeness I enjoy so much bastardized by you lot. Don't act like it wouldn't happen, were awful persons. There is one I will give you though. I don't think you all can really warp this, that and it isn't really some secret nugget, it's just fuckin funny:
Don't you just miss the days of the gentlemen?
If I ran a country here is how things would go down:
+ If you want to vacation in my country, you must pass an IQ test (105 passes)
+ Depending on the circumstance, hitting someone in the balls will be charged just as severely as attempted murder
+ Marijuana will be legalized. Not so stoners can enjoy there hobby out in the open, but to make my country a exporter of hemp products. Things such as paper products, medicines, and textiles. This is a market untouched by the U.S. so I see it as a good investment.
+ Illegal immigrants will not be tolerated. Employers (including private citizens) who have hired Illegals will have to pay a fine and pay the fees for the illegal to become a citizen, and/or have the person who hired them and that companies CEO and/or president work for the same wages as the illegal for 1 year. A second offense warrants expulsion from my country.
+ There will be a clear separation of church and state. Any and all religious context in any official governed text or building will be rendered faulty.
+ There will be no life imprisonment for those who admit to killing another person or animal (domestic) intentionally without the proper licensing. You will be killed in the fashion you murdered in, then ground up and turned into compost.
*** note on licensing: the way this will work is for example someone admitted to killing a family member of yours or has been identified as the murderer (with a .01% margin of error but seeing as everyone here has an above average IQ, I think were good) you my get a certificate of Vendetta from your local police station and you get to hunt down that fuck bag and invoke your own justice. Old school son!
+Public Displays of Affection will be tasteful (no tongue, no dry humping) and in some areas (i.e. food courts) not allowed.
+ There will be no Starbucks.
+ You must speak our countries official language while in public. Places of language learning are exempt.
Well I hope this was a good time waster for you all. Although I know the likely hood of someone reading this is low, I still enjoyed getting to write this. I think I may do a couple of "I Feel Like Writing Shit" blogs, because I had a lot of fun with this. Ok peeps, I'm out.
To start off, I'm going to list some shit I like. Gotta problem with that? Take it up with HR. There location is up your ass; there phone number 1-800-stfunub. Hope you enjoyed that bit, now on to what I said I was gonna do.
I don't think that I ever could be "Star struck". But if I would give that honor to anyone, it would have to be Dave Grohl.
I like either geeky/nerdy girls or dark/goth girls. I guess my reasoning for this is that both of these types of women are creative, intelligent and for the most part misunderstood. Not only that, the only difference with the two types is dark chicks are openly freaky while geeky chicks are secretly freaky. Either way, I win.
***Small note here; Dark chicks are the ones who like talking about blowing up things in gritty detail but would give there life to protect a puppy. Not like psycho chicks who talk about blowing up puppies in gritty detail. That's shit's not cool.***
Cloudy sky days are very calming to me. I can't really explain it, there just wonderful. The world around you is illuminated, but not shining. It makes everything seem so soft and innocent, if just for a moment.
In respect to some of the things I like; normally awesome quotes, I refrain from trying to get them into the mainstream. The reason why I don't lets peeps in on the goods is because I don't want the awesomeness I enjoy so much bastardized by you lot. Don't act like it wouldn't happen, were awful persons. There is one I will give you though. I don't think you all can really warp this, that and it isn't really some secret nugget, it's just fuckin funny:
Don't you just miss the days of the gentlemen?
If I ran a country here is how things would go down:
+ If you want to vacation in my country, you must pass an IQ test (105 passes)
+ Depending on the circumstance, hitting someone in the balls will be charged just as severely as attempted murder
+ Marijuana will be legalized. Not so stoners can enjoy there hobby out in the open, but to make my country a exporter of hemp products. Things such as paper products, medicines, and textiles. This is a market untouched by the U.S. so I see it as a good investment.
+ Illegal immigrants will not be tolerated. Employers (including private citizens) who have hired Illegals will have to pay a fine and pay the fees for the illegal to become a citizen, and/or have the person who hired them and that companies CEO and/or president work for the same wages as the illegal for 1 year. A second offense warrants expulsion from my country.
+ There will be a clear separation of church and state. Any and all religious context in any official governed text or building will be rendered faulty.
+ There will be no life imprisonment for those who admit to killing another person or animal (domestic) intentionally without the proper licensing. You will be killed in the fashion you murdered in, then ground up and turned into compost.
*** note on licensing: the way this will work is for example someone admitted to killing a family member of yours or has been identified as the murderer (with a .01% margin of error but seeing as everyone here has an above average IQ, I think were good) you my get a certificate of Vendetta from your local police station and you get to hunt down that fuck bag and invoke your own justice. Old school son!
+Public Displays of Affection will be tasteful (no tongue, no dry humping) and in some areas (i.e. food courts) not allowed.
+ There will be no Starbucks.
+ You must speak our countries official language while in public. Places of language learning are exempt.
Well I hope this was a good time waster for you all. Although I know the likely hood of someone reading this is low, I still enjoyed getting to write this. I think I may do a couple of "I Feel Like Writing Shit" blogs, because I had a lot of fun with this. Ok peeps, I'm out.
Saturday, November 27, 2010
New Grounds
Well kids, it's been a spell. I suppose I owe you all a update huh? I'll get to all that jazz once I'm done with my introduction. So, I'm seriously hating fall in NC. It's still in the high 60's/ low 70's during the day (update*: it took until Sunday Dec. 5th for it to start being cold during the day (low 40's). I know this might seem crazy to some people but I actually like Wisconsin's Fall/winters. It's what I grew up with and it's what I know. This, no cold, no snow shit is creeping my out. Fuck, even some of the grass is still green! It took us getting a days worth of sleet here for the rest of the leaves to fall down; I'm talking roughly 50% of the leaves. I'm not sure I mentioned this before, but North Carolina fuckin blows. Hmm, I'm not quite sure that this is an adequate intro but fuck it, I have a shit load to say and a whole lot of time to say it in. That's not to say if I don't hurry with this I'll become fucking bored with it and I'll never finish the shit. So with further ado brought to you by nagging fucks...... fucking nagging fucks fucking with me..... This introduction has been brought to you by the letter F, more importantly the word fuck. There we are, now with no further bullshit, I submit this intro as complete. Shut the fuck up.
NOVEMBER
Sorry for being a lazy ass for the month. I wanted to write but hell, I was busy playing games online and generally being miserable about not having a job, then about being in NC. Oh, yeah, I got a job on the 11th. Where you might ask? A place called Ryan's. It's owned by buffets inc., the same people that own O.C.B. At first I was happy to be working for a corporation, stability wise at least. How fucking wrong was I? After my first day I asked about getting my schedule. They told me they would call me. As an added measure of security I told them that I would call them too just in case they lost my number or something. I called them once on Friday, Saturday and Sunday (mind you I started working on a Wednesday) each time they told me it wasn't ready and they'd give a call when it was. They never called me. Then the following Tuesday at 16:15, I get a call from them saying I was supposed to be there 15 minutes ago. At that time not only was I not ready (i.e. showered & shaved) , I wasn't even home. So I rushed home got my shit and made it to work by 5:26. When I get there my manager Buddy (his name is really Buddy) cracked a joke about my tardiness; he was the one who was supposed to contact me about my schedule. I was fucking livid. If I was white I'm sure I would have been beet red with rage. Not only was I mad as fuck but I also wasn't used to the volume of work I was doing so I screwed up a hell of lot that day. Fast forward a week, things start panning out and I'm getting used to everything. I find out that I'm working Thanksgiving woo fucking hoo. It ended up working out though because me ma ended up working thanksgiving too. So we had thanksgiving dinner the day after. That about wraps up November.
But before I consider Nov. complete, here is what work looks like for me.
Break time #1
Sometimes in life you'll have to do some shit that you don't want to do. Better buck the fuck up Gordon Freeman style!
***Resume Session***
DECEMBER
Ah, December the month that really made me start missing home and other stuff too.
So going into December, I'm used to work, being isolated, and I've stopped giving a shit about the people I live and work around, at least the ones who are from here, and that one F.I.B. at Wal-mart. I remember one day before work I was messing around on my phone and I decided to look at all the pictures I took. All those good memories. All the stuff I loved. I swear at that moment I was crying, but no tears came out. It was as if my heart was sinking into nothingness. It felt truly awful, horrific really. I felt like I was never going to see anyone again. Like it was impossible to return to my life. So I went to work, stewing in that mindset. I've been slowly distancing myself from my co-workers ever since. I can't enjoy anything living so far away from my life. It would be different if I came down here for myself, but I didn't. I came down here because my mom needed the help. I'm hoping my dad can get back on his feet and start working before I go. I know that my mom can't support the way they live right now, and if my dad gets a job I will no longer be duty bound to stay. Whoa, I'm getting off point a bit, back to December shit. So we had a Christmas party at work, why I went I still don't know but I know now after that I don't belong here. Because of all these emotions of resentment and longing, I finally broke down and brought a web cam. I've yet to use it, but I feel a bit better just knowing I have it. I had a few days off after buying the web cam, or at least I thought I did. I get my weekly schedule every Monday so I know my when I work until the following Tuesday. That's a pretty simple system, one that would attribute some planning (since I don't work on Mondays) and conscientious thinking toward my job security. But that wouldn't be the Ryan's way, so poo on me. They changed my schedule and never gave me a notice. They told my that I need to check the my schedule everyday for changes because on the there printed copy it says "subject to change". What it should say then is "Subject to change without notice" as to absolve confusion from both parties. But once again, that's not the Ryan's way. So they called me at 5:20 asking where I was. I told them That I wasn't scheduled to work that day and just in case of some error on my part I went and grabbed my copy of my schedule and sure enough I wasn't on. So they asked me to come in anyway because they would be down a dishwasher. I told them I would see them tomorrow and they needed to get someone to cover because I didn't have a ride. What I wanted to say was "Go fuck yourselves. If you motherfuckers don't have the fucking decency to call me or at least tell me when I was working that you changed my schedule, then you can stew in your stupidity and wash the dishes yourselves. I did click on them though so it isn't like I just caved in to them. That week I only worked two days because of Christmas. It was a bittersweet thing Because the only reason I go to that hell hole is for the money. December was a big disappointment for me; I really got nothing accomplished that I'd set out to do. On the bright side I did get my axe back, I have Kiwi to thank for that, so Thanks again Kiwi. Before I wrap up December, New years eve. I worked, then I called peoples in Wisco. If those of you recall, I told you that guns where being fired well here's the proof.
2010: DEAD
Break time #2
If you don't think that this is great, you are wrong.
***Resume Session***
2011: Live
JANUARY
I can't say much for the new year as of now. I know one thing though, I can't wait for it to be March! Being back in town would be fucking awesome!! But I digress, it's a new year. What the fuck has happened this month? Oh yeah it snowed here and people flipped shit. The city of Concord was closed. The fucking city was closed. I didn't know a city closed, so this was news to me. For two days the city stayed closed, hell schools still hasn't resumed (effectively giving every student 9 days off). All of this for an inch and a half of snow, which turned into an inch of ice. Now I know what your thinking, "an inch of ice can be hazardous." True, if it was somewhere where it could be a hazard. The roads have been cleared of all ice and snow since Tuesday at around 2 in the afternoon. Once more the stupidity of Ryan's had to come into play. This time in the fashion of not giving me notice of our establishments closure. Apparently we were close all day Monday and Tuesday. I never received a call to tell me this information. According to them I should have called to see if we were open. Now by applying that logic I would need to call there every day I had work to make sure we're still open. Yep that makes just as much sense to you as it does to me. Luckily I'm not the only employee there who's sick of being jerked around. From what I here, our 3 best guys; I being one of them are all talking about quitting. I want to see how fast that mother fucker would get shut down with all those lazy ass toss-pots at the helm. Oh, that would be a most joyous occasion. We'll see what the future hold for us children. Thanks for actually reading this. It's the accumulation of two and a half months for procrastination so I hope it was worth it. If it wasn't well the fuck you Mr. and/or Miss I have high expectations from Jacob. Thanks again I guess I can get back on track now; you know it being the new year and all. Until then folks, until then.
NOVEMBER
Sorry for being a lazy ass for the month. I wanted to write but hell, I was busy playing games online and generally being miserable about not having a job, then about being in NC. Oh, yeah, I got a job on the 11th. Where you might ask? A place called Ryan's. It's owned by buffets inc., the same people that own O.C.B. At first I was happy to be working for a corporation, stability wise at least. How fucking wrong was I? After my first day I asked about getting my schedule. They told me they would call me. As an added measure of security I told them that I would call them too just in case they lost my number or something. I called them once on Friday, Saturday and Sunday (mind you I started working on a Wednesday) each time they told me it wasn't ready and they'd give a call when it was. They never called me. Then the following Tuesday at 16:15, I get a call from them saying I was supposed to be there 15 minutes ago. At that time not only was I not ready (i.e. showered & shaved) , I wasn't even home. So I rushed home got my shit and made it to work by 5:26. When I get there my manager Buddy (his name is really Buddy) cracked a joke about my tardiness; he was the one who was supposed to contact me about my schedule. I was fucking livid. If I was white I'm sure I would have been beet red with rage. Not only was I mad as fuck but I also wasn't used to the volume of work I was doing so I screwed up a hell of lot that day. Fast forward a week, things start panning out and I'm getting used to everything. I find out that I'm working Thanksgiving woo fucking hoo. It ended up working out though because me ma ended up working thanksgiving too. So we had thanksgiving dinner the day after. That about wraps up November.
But before I consider Nov. complete, here is what work looks like for me.
Break time #1
Sometimes in life you'll have to do some shit that you don't want to do. Better buck the fuck up Gordon Freeman style!
***Resume Session***
DECEMBER
Ah, December the month that really made me start missing home and other stuff too.
So going into December, I'm used to work, being isolated, and I've stopped giving a shit about the people I live and work around, at least the ones who are from here, and that one F.I.B. at Wal-mart. I remember one day before work I was messing around on my phone and I decided to look at all the pictures I took. All those good memories. All the stuff I loved. I swear at that moment I was crying, but no tears came out. It was as if my heart was sinking into nothingness. It felt truly awful, horrific really. I felt like I was never going to see anyone again. Like it was impossible to return to my life. So I went to work, stewing in that mindset. I've been slowly distancing myself from my co-workers ever since. I can't enjoy anything living so far away from my life. It would be different if I came down here for myself, but I didn't. I came down here because my mom needed the help. I'm hoping my dad can get back on his feet and start working before I go. I know that my mom can't support the way they live right now, and if my dad gets a job I will no longer be duty bound to stay. Whoa, I'm getting off point a bit, back to December shit. So we had a Christmas party at work, why I went I still don't know but I know now after that I don't belong here. Because of all these emotions of resentment and longing, I finally broke down and brought a web cam. I've yet to use it, but I feel a bit better just knowing I have it. I had a few days off after buying the web cam, or at least I thought I did. I get my weekly schedule every Monday so I know my when I work until the following Tuesday. That's a pretty simple system, one that would attribute some planning (since I don't work on Mondays) and conscientious thinking toward my job security. But that wouldn't be the Ryan's way, so poo on me. They changed my schedule and never gave me a notice. They told my that I need to check the my schedule everyday for changes because on the there printed copy it says "subject to change". What it should say then is "Subject to change without notice" as to absolve confusion from both parties. But once again, that's not the Ryan's way. So they called me at 5:20 asking where I was. I told them That I wasn't scheduled to work that day and just in case of some error on my part I went and grabbed my copy of my schedule and sure enough I wasn't on. So they asked me to come in anyway because they would be down a dishwasher. I told them I would see them tomorrow and they needed to get someone to cover because I didn't have a ride. What I wanted to say was "Go fuck yourselves. If you motherfuckers don't have the fucking decency to call me or at least tell me when I was working that you changed my schedule, then you can stew in your stupidity and wash the dishes yourselves. I did click on them though so it isn't like I just caved in to them. That week I only worked two days because of Christmas. It was a bittersweet thing Because the only reason I go to that hell hole is for the money. December was a big disappointment for me; I really got nothing accomplished that I'd set out to do. On the bright side I did get my axe back, I have Kiwi to thank for that, so Thanks again Kiwi. Before I wrap up December, New years eve. I worked, then I called peoples in Wisco. If those of you recall, I told you that guns where being fired well here's the proof.
2010: DEAD
Break time #2
If you don't think that this is great, you are wrong.
***Resume Session***
2011: Live
JANUARY
I can't say much for the new year as of now. I know one thing though, I can't wait for it to be March! Being back in town would be fucking awesome!! But I digress, it's a new year. What the fuck has happened this month? Oh yeah it snowed here and people flipped shit. The city of Concord was closed. The fucking city was closed. I didn't know a city closed, so this was news to me. For two days the city stayed closed, hell schools still hasn't resumed (effectively giving every student 9 days off). All of this for an inch and a half of snow, which turned into an inch of ice. Now I know what your thinking, "an inch of ice can be hazardous." True, if it was somewhere where it could be a hazard. The roads have been cleared of all ice and snow since Tuesday at around 2 in the afternoon. Once more the stupidity of Ryan's had to come into play. This time in the fashion of not giving me notice of our establishments closure. Apparently we were close all day Monday and Tuesday. I never received a call to tell me this information. According to them I should have called to see if we were open. Now by applying that logic I would need to call there every day I had work to make sure we're still open. Yep that makes just as much sense to you as it does to me. Luckily I'm not the only employee there who's sick of being jerked around. From what I here, our 3 best guys; I being one of them are all talking about quitting. I want to see how fast that mother fucker would get shut down with all those lazy ass toss-pots at the helm. Oh, that would be a most joyous occasion. We'll see what the future hold for us children. Thanks for actually reading this. It's the accumulation of two and a half months for procrastination so I hope it was worth it. If it wasn't well the fuck you Mr. and/or Miss I have high expectations from Jacob. Thanks again I guess I can get back on track now; you know it being the new year and all. Until then folks, until then.
Monday, October 25, 2010
Time will make you realize
Howdy folks!It's been what, a week and a half since I've last wrote? Miss me such? I bet not, but I wager so. What's happened in the past week plus? Oh! I carved my pumpkin; it's not the pumpkin I wanted but I worked with what was generously given to me.
I'll just show you guys what I've been up to with the pumpkin as well as a few of my other Halloween projects around the house.
It's not much but It's been keeping my boredom at bay. In other news, my dad has finally come down. With my sister and her baby mind you. Yup, the whole family (that's located in the continental U.S.) is back together. I need to get the hell out of here. Needless to say my dad is the same overgrown child he has always been, yet he seems worse. I don't get this because he was the one who wanted to live here. This is supposedly his dream come true; so why is he still acting like a fuckhead? Although I don't have a definite conclusion, I do believe that his behavior is steaming from his loss of control of my mother. Since coming out here my mom; normally a social recluse, has been invited to parties (and actually accepting the invitation) and has been greeted warmly by her co-workers. This coupled with the two months apart from my dad has made her a little more self reliant, and quite a bit more courageous. Because of this new found courage, my mom has been drilling the fuck out of my dad about getting a job. Normally she'd give up and end up pulling some more OT at work however, she can't do that down here so she's growing a backbone and tearing my dad a new one.
Break Time!
The more you know, the less likely you'll become one of the living dead.
This is just beautiful.
Resume Session
In other news, I've been chatting with Karleisa a whole lot more lately. It seems that something went down with Coop and he's become depressed again. A couple of days ago,Coop left me a message saying that he was going to kill himself, unfortunately I was asleep. I called him four different times before he called me back at 10:30ish to tell me he was still alive. Luckily Jao talked him out of it the night before. After all that jazz things seemed to simmer down. I talked to Karleisa yesterday and found out that Chris and Coop were going over to Holly's. I wanted to call Coop but I didn't know when he returned from her house so I waited to call him lest I here Holly's voice in the back round and my blood boils again. Hopefully all is well and I can talk to him unhindered tonight.
Oh the things I do for my friends.
I'll just show you guys what I've been up to with the pumpkin as well as a few of my other Halloween projects around the house.
It's not much but It's been keeping my boredom at bay. In other news, my dad has finally come down. With my sister and her baby mind you. Yup, the whole family (that's located in the continental U.S.) is back together. I need to get the hell out of here. Needless to say my dad is the same overgrown child he has always been, yet he seems worse. I don't get this because he was the one who wanted to live here. This is supposedly his dream come true; so why is he still acting like a fuckhead? Although I don't have a definite conclusion, I do believe that his behavior is steaming from his loss of control of my mother. Since coming out here my mom; normally a social recluse, has been invited to parties (and actually accepting the invitation) and has been greeted warmly by her co-workers. This coupled with the two months apart from my dad has made her a little more self reliant, and quite a bit more courageous. Because of this new found courage, my mom has been drilling the fuck out of my dad about getting a job. Normally she'd give up and end up pulling some more OT at work however, she can't do that down here so she's growing a backbone and tearing my dad a new one.
Break Time!
The more you know, the less likely you'll become one of the living dead.
This is just beautiful.
Resume Session
In other news, I've been chatting with Karleisa a whole lot more lately. It seems that something went down with Coop and he's become depressed again. A couple of days ago,Coop left me a message saying that he was going to kill himself, unfortunately I was asleep. I called him four different times before he called me back at 10:30ish to tell me he was still alive. Luckily Jao talked him out of it the night before. After all that jazz things seemed to simmer down. I talked to Karleisa yesterday and found out that Chris and Coop were going over to Holly's. I wanted to call Coop but I didn't know when he returned from her house so I waited to call him lest I here Holly's voice in the back round and my blood boils again. Hopefully all is well and I can talk to him unhindered tonight.
Oh the things I do for my friends.
Sunday, October 17, 2010
Almost to the point of Nilism
So it has come to be, that I have run out of options. I am officially bored out of my ass. I no longer want to play video games, read for recreational purposes, or do anything leisurely that involves just me anymore. I really would love to have a job right now but I haven't gotten a bite yet, but I'll keep trying, I'm not doing this jobless bullshit again. On another note, I notice no one is really coming to blogger. It seems everyone is is content with using Facebook and nothing else. That's only mildly irritating seeing as I'm doing this mainly to give myself something to do. I guess the other reason is having a way to preserve my memories of North Carolina. It would be nice to get some traffic in though, something to give me a little more drive behind what I'm doing here. At the very least it'll quench my thirst for spontaneity; of sorts. I'll continue this later, Metalocalypse is coming on.
Break time!
Look who it is folks, our friend in Penn!
IM A BANANA - mcdonalds drive thru
More Halloween goodness
Ok folks, I'm back, 4 hours later.
All I have to say is wow! I wasn't expecting what happened tonight and I must say it couldn't have come at a better time. First off I talked to "Bob T" and Renata on Facebook which was nice. I really needed some peeps to shoot the shit with. It was also pretty cool to find that Halloween is more that just my favorite holiday. Second off; guess who called me tonight? Can't? Don't blame you in the least bit. It was Erich. The thing about it was I was thinking about calling him today but I didn't know his schedule so I decided against it. Weird huh? Then like 5 minutes after Erich called me, Coop calls. So I go from dying for a conversation to having two at the same time. Unfortunately, when I switched over to talking to Coop Erich's phone lost the signal so he called me back to tell me to give him a call when I'm done talking to Coop. At the same time as Erich's telling me this I have Coop on hold for like 30 seconds then he hangs up. I tried calling him back a couple of times but he didn't pick up the phone; oh well. So naturally I called Erich back and we talked for about 2 1/2 to 3 hours. It seems that Erich is no longer the boy we once knew. I for one like the Erich that had been created over the past 7 months. I won't go into detail because I think if you cared enough (those who know Erich) you would ask him yourself, Or ask me over the phone. I don't know what kind of luck I just had tonight but I hope I can get luck like this every month or so, so I can keep my fucking wits about me; and with these final words I bit you good people and rested night and a productive morning.
Break time!
Look who it is folks, our friend in Penn!
IM A BANANA - mcdonalds drive thru
More Halloween goodness
Ok folks, I'm back, 4 hours later.
All I have to say is wow! I wasn't expecting what happened tonight and I must say it couldn't have come at a better time. First off I talked to "Bob T" and Renata on Facebook which was nice. I really needed some peeps to shoot the shit with. It was also pretty cool to find that Halloween is more that just my favorite holiday. Second off; guess who called me tonight? Can't? Don't blame you in the least bit. It was Erich. The thing about it was I was thinking about calling him today but I didn't know his schedule so I decided against it. Weird huh? Then like 5 minutes after Erich called me, Coop calls. So I go from dying for a conversation to having two at the same time. Unfortunately, when I switched over to talking to Coop Erich's phone lost the signal so he called me back to tell me to give him a call when I'm done talking to Coop. At the same time as Erich's telling me this I have Coop on hold for like 30 seconds then he hangs up. I tried calling him back a couple of times but he didn't pick up the phone; oh well. So naturally I called Erich back and we talked for about 2 1/2 to 3 hours. It seems that Erich is no longer the boy we once knew. I for one like the Erich that had been created over the past 7 months. I won't go into detail because I think if you cared enough (those who know Erich) you would ask him yourself, Or ask me over the phone. I don't know what kind of luck I just had tonight but I hope I can get luck like this every month or so, so I can keep my fucking wits about me; and with these final words I bit you good people and rested night and a productive morning.
Friday, October 15, 2010
Half way to Oblivion
104 months ago is when I first met Andrew, thus the group of friends I have now. I first realized this when I noted that I've already been in North Carolina for a month now. By shear coincidence it turns out that I have 103 weeks left in N.C. So I decided to be clever and post a status that says "1 month down 103 to go". I highly doubt any of them could put it together but hey, it'll be fun to see what they write. Once more I've had a pretty boring day. Eh, at least I left the house and talked to Coop today. Speaking of which, the conversation we had today was pretty entertaining. I told him I started with my Japanese lessons once more and during our chat I opened my Japanese-English dictionary. The random page that I turn to just happened to be the entry for the word "Hentai". Yes, I know, but it was pretty fucking funny I can tell you that much. Alas, another short blog; if anyone is reading this give me a call or something so I can make this more worth it for you and I!
Thursday, October 14, 2010
New N' Blue
Hello children! This is the Jacobian comin' to you live from the wasteland that is rural North Carolina! So how do you all like the new look? I assure you it's a whole lot easier on your eye's to read the text now? Notice how your eyes aren't hurting your brain? Welcome to the new look of Jacobian's Realm aka Rantings of the last Jacobian. With this new face lift comes the same old Jacob, so don't think I've changed anymore then what I just stated like 3 post ago. Unfortunately besides the site update I really don't have anything going on. Coop didn't call and I didn't call him. As a matter of fact I didn't hear anything from anyone today which was kind of odd. I don't mind that fact too much, I guess I can get into contact with people later on Thursday. I guess this is it for tonight, I'll try to progress with Halloween stuff so I have more to write about. Until then, until then.
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
ROTFLLOLWTFFTWWOOT!!!!!!!!
Just watched Invader Zim, Rocko's modern life, and Dexter's Lab. In that order; I'm quite pleased. I really don't have a reason for making a blog today; wait a fucking moment, yes I do! I'm quite a silly character for not realizing that sooner! It seems I might have a job people! If I do get this job I'll be working at a place called Ryan's which is the North Carolina equivalent to Old Country Buffet. Actually they're the exact same thing just with a different name. Now that I have My introduction covered...kind of, half-ass...ed I can continue with other stuff! I went to the mall after turning in my application. The mall had a familiar feel although everything I know is thousands of miles away. The mall is aptly named Concord Mills; get where the familiarity comes in? Eh, eh? Aww... you get it! Oh and did I mention that if I get that job I'll be working right in front of the mall? Well I did now so get off my case, sheesh! While at the mall I found one of the most interesting kiosks ever. They sold nothing but old kung fu and newer Japanese movies!! I found Ichi the killer, Battle Royal 2, and Fearless Fighters there, all movies I've been dying to see for years. Finally a mall is doing something right.
Break Time!
Yeah, I'm liking the addition of videos
It wouldn't be break time without a pic
And we keep truckin....
So I ended up talking to more than just Coop today, although I had two very good conversations with him today. Can you guess who it was? Come on, guess! Give up? Not trying is a type of giving up, so you do give up. Ok, fine I'll tell you, it was *drum roll* Miss Karleisa Rogacheski and..... Miss Stephanie Effiler!
I talked to the two of them via text messaging. My conversation with Steph was pretty short, but I got a nice status update from our (at least my) favorite dork girl. It seems she has been sick for the past two weeks but is feeling like her old self. So if you are so inclined, go ahead and pick up the phone and give her a call. You all haven't seen her since I last did, so I think you all are past due to hangout. Hell if nothing more make some Halloween plans, just because I'm not there doesn't mean our Halloween "traditions", if you will; need to die out. I want you guys to all get together and have some fun so I can get jealous and give me that much more of a reason to get my ass back home! I guess I can end this blog now instead of making these things so long that you'd rather scratch your eyes out in a blind and confused rage.
次の時間まで...
Sayōnara!
Break Time!
Yeah, I'm liking the addition of videos
It wouldn't be break time without a pic
And we keep truckin....
So I ended up talking to more than just Coop today, although I had two very good conversations with him today. Can you guess who it was? Come on, guess! Give up? Not trying is a type of giving up, so you do give up. Ok, fine I'll tell you, it was *drum roll* Miss Karleisa Rogacheski and..... Miss Stephanie Effiler!
I talked to the two of them via text messaging. My conversation with Steph was pretty short, but I got a nice status update from our (at least my) favorite dork girl. It seems she has been sick for the past two weeks but is feeling like her old self. So if you are so inclined, go ahead and pick up the phone and give her a call. You all haven't seen her since I last did, so I think you all are past due to hangout. Hell if nothing more make some Halloween plans, just because I'm not there doesn't mean our Halloween "traditions", if you will; need to die out. I want you guys to all get together and have some fun so I can get jealous and give me that much more of a reason to get my ass back home! I guess I can end this blog now instead of making these things so long that you'd rather scratch your eyes out in a blind and confused rage.
次の時間まで...
Sayōnara!
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
If 4(x+91)/21z= y, I don't give a fuck
Things this week should go pretty fucking fast. Why do I say that? First it's fucking OCTOBER! My most favorite time of the year, besides my birthday. Second I'm hopefully getting my license, a student loan, and taking my placement tests by the end of the week. Busy, busy ans I love it. The sooner I get my shit straight the sooner I'm back in my beloved Wisconsin. However I digress, the subject I really had in mind was the greatness that is Halloween!
I've already scoped out pumpkins and know where I want to get mine. It's a nice 61 pound monster. Oh I can wait to mutilate that pumpkin into the image I have working in my head. I just hope I have the skill to pull this mother fucker off. Besides the Jack-O-lantern I need find another way to decorate my house, or at least my room for this most pleasant of holidays. Maybe I'll make black candles and go with an occult theme this year? Then again I'm quite happy with the zombie apocalypse thing I have going. I know I should get a black light and paint some splatters on some paper to get a neon blood thing going on. Should I do webs? Nah, that seems too tacky and it fits the occult theme but not the zombie. I could try fake organs, those would work for both. I guess now is as good of time as any to use a Venn diagram. If you guys actually manage to read this before Halloween, I'd love some feedback.
Break Time!
Doesn't that just get you in the spirit?
A first!
Pay attention to the music, not so much the actual video.
I case you were wondering the song is "The Enemy" by Static-X
And we're back!
You know, I don't think I've ever explained why I have a break time, well kiddies allow me to explain. I write all of my blogs very late at night or to some, very early in the morning. I don't consider it morning until either the sun comes up or I fall asleep;(which ever comes first)so for all intents and purposes, it's night to me. But continuing on, although I enjoy writing at night a lot,I find my self quite anxious and fidgety. Normally because I'm listening to heavy metal, industrial and rock. Finding the pictures and such for my break time is both a break for me and my readers. I'm always thinking of you guys and gals (if any gals out there read this), consider it "hosting" on my part. Now back to the big enchilada, Halloween! Well, any new ideas? Not really, we'll come back to this. Oh yeah, I'm planing to put up my Halloween album in my blog rather than out it on my Facebook because I'm slowly going to (try to) ween people off of the abomination of a site and get back to something that feels a little more personal again. I just had a idea! I could make a zombie survival kit, or kits to give out to the kids who come dressed as something scary. No pussy ass faeries and elves are going to survive the zombie apocalypse so I'm not going to waste good supplies on them. Maybe I could make occult packs for the occasional dark witch and warlock. I'm not giving those away to some fagety as Harry Potter loving assholes. Ah, this is going to be a fun Halloween. Well I gotta do some more planing it's already the 21th. Fuck. Until next time children.
I've already scoped out pumpkins and know where I want to get mine. It's a nice 61 pound monster. Oh I can wait to mutilate that pumpkin into the image I have working in my head. I just hope I have the skill to pull this mother fucker off. Besides the Jack-O-lantern I need find another way to decorate my house, or at least my room for this most pleasant of holidays. Maybe I'll make black candles and go with an occult theme this year? Then again I'm quite happy with the zombie apocalypse thing I have going. I know I should get a black light and paint some splatters on some paper to get a neon blood thing going on. Should I do webs? Nah, that seems too tacky and it fits the occult theme but not the zombie. I could try fake organs, those would work for both. I guess now is as good of time as any to use a Venn diagram. If you guys actually manage to read this before Halloween, I'd love some feedback.
Break Time!
Doesn't that just get you in the spirit?
A first!
Pay attention to the music, not so much the actual video.
I case you were wondering the song is "The Enemy" by Static-X
And we're back!
You know, I don't think I've ever explained why I have a break time, well kiddies allow me to explain. I write all of my blogs very late at night or to some, very early in the morning. I don't consider it morning until either the sun comes up or I fall asleep;(which ever comes first)so for all intents and purposes, it's night to me. But continuing on, although I enjoy writing at night a lot,I find my self quite anxious and fidgety. Normally because I'm listening to heavy metal, industrial and rock. Finding the pictures and such for my break time is both a break for me and my readers. I'm always thinking of you guys and gals (if any gals out there read this), consider it "hosting" on my part. Now back to the big enchilada, Halloween! Well, any new ideas? Not really, we'll come back to this. Oh yeah, I'm planing to put up my Halloween album in my blog rather than out it on my Facebook because I'm slowly going to (try to) ween people off of the abomination of a site and get back to something that feels a little more personal again. I just had a idea! I could make a zombie survival kit, or kits to give out to the kids who come dressed as something scary. No pussy ass faeries and elves are going to survive the zombie apocalypse so I'm not going to waste good supplies on them. Maybe I could make occult packs for the occasional dark witch and warlock. I'm not giving those away to some fagety as Harry Potter loving assholes. Ah, this is going to be a fun Halloween. Well I gotta do some more planing it's already the 21th. Fuck. Until next time children.
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
I watched a change...
A change in what I knew. A change in what I loved. A change that I had no control over. A change I couldn't make. What is this change you may ask? The change I was asked to make was to change who I was, truly. To bind myself within my own mind, to delude and warp my being into a husk of what I am. Simply, I was asked to stop changing into a man. However, I'm not a liberty to give into such a request. I am the person who I will be for just about the end of my days. If such a thing does not sit well with you, then we have nothing more to discuss and I'd suggest that you would politely get out of my life.
For those of you whom still find yourselves inclined to keep reading, then welcome; welcome to the true me. Here are a few things that have "changed" about me.
* I like alcohol, a lot.
* I like going to parties with strangers so I can get a chance to meet new people.
* I like to try new places and new things. I'll become sedentary when I'm in a home or dead.
* Believe it or not, when I go out anywhere publicly (ie. restaurants, movies, stores, ect.), I have hopes in meeting a girl (unless I already have a girlfriend) so I'd like it if you would "act" presentable.
* If you have something to say, say it. If you want to pussy foot around, get the fuck out of my face and depending on the severity of the situation, get the fuck out of my life; the teen years are over.
Now all of that may seem like a lot to take in but I assure you, I've kept most everything else the same. For example:
*I still love amphibians
*I still like being an environmentalist
*I still act goofy
*I'm still going to become a chef
*I still "hate" a good may things that you all should be familiar with.
*I still have a low tolerance for bullshit
See, I'm still pretty much the same person, but keep in mind the newer concepts about me.
BREAK TIME!
If you love me, get me this beer. :D
It's good being 21.
I'm going to end this thing on a higher note this time around.
5900 Barefoot Ln
Concord, NC 28025
1. Head northwest on Danbrooke Dr toward Flowes Store Rd
210 ft
2. Turn right at Flowes Store Rd
2.1 mi
3. Turn left at US-601 N
5.0 mi
4. Slight left at Warren C Coleman Blvd N
213 ft
5. Turn left at US-29 S/Concord Pkwy S
Continue to follow US-29 S
8.1 mi
6. Turn right to merge onto I-485 N toward I-85 N
1.0 mi
7. Take the exit onto I-85 S toward Spartanburg
37.7 mi
8. Take exit 10B to merge onto US-74 W/Andrew Jackson Hwy toward Kings Mountain/Shelby
Continue to follow US-74 W
55.8 mi
9. Merge onto I-26 W
34.5 mi
10. Continue onto US-74 W
0.7 mi
11. Merge onto I-40 W
Entering Tennessee
104 mi
12. Slight right at US-25W N (signs for I-640 W/I-75 N/Lexington)
0.4 mi
13. Continue onto I-640 W
6.6 mi
14. Take exit 3A to merge onto I-75 N toward Lexington
Entering Kentucky
172 mi
15. Continue onto I-64 W
68.7 mi
16. Take exit 5A on the left toward I-65/Nashville/Indianapolis
0.2 mi
17. Merge onto I-71 S
0.3 mi
18. Take the exit onto I-65 N toward Indianapolis
Entering Indiana
262 mi
19. Take exit 262 for I-90 toward Illinois/Ohio
0.4 mi
20. Merge onto I- 90 Access Rd
Partial toll road
0.2 mi
21. Merge onto I-90 W via the ramp to Chicago
Partial toll road
Entering Illinois
39.9 mi
22. Continue onto I-94 W
13.5 mi
23. Continue onto US-41 N/Skokie Hwy
25.6 mi
24. Take the ramp onto I-94 W
Entering Wisconsin
39.3 mi
25. Continue onto I-43 N
3.6 mi
26. Take exit 75 toward Keefe Ave/Atkinson Ave
0.1 mi
27. Merge onto Access Rd
453 ft
28. Continue onto N 7th St
262 ft
29. Turn left at W Atkinson Ave
0.4 mi
30. Turn right at N 13th St
Destination will be on the left
0.2 mi
3931 N 13th St
Milwaukee, WI 53206
This is my way home. I'll see you readers who got this far in March.
For those of you whom still find yourselves inclined to keep reading, then welcome; welcome to the true me. Here are a few things that have "changed" about me.
* I like alcohol, a lot.
* I like going to parties with strangers so I can get a chance to meet new people.
* I like to try new places and new things. I'll become sedentary when I'm in a home or dead.
* Believe it or not, when I go out anywhere publicly (ie. restaurants, movies, stores, ect.), I have hopes in meeting a girl (unless I already have a girlfriend) so I'd like it if you would "act" presentable.
* If you have something to say, say it. If you want to pussy foot around, get the fuck out of my face and depending on the severity of the situation, get the fuck out of my life; the teen years are over.
Now all of that may seem like a lot to take in but I assure you, I've kept most everything else the same. For example:
*I still love amphibians
*I still like being an environmentalist
*I still act goofy
*I'm still going to become a chef
*I still "hate" a good may things that you all should be familiar with.
*I still have a low tolerance for bullshit
See, I'm still pretty much the same person, but keep in mind the newer concepts about me.
BREAK TIME!
If you love me, get me this beer. :D
It's good being 21.
I'm going to end this thing on a higher note this time around.
5900 Barefoot Ln
Concord, NC 28025
1. Head northwest on Danbrooke Dr toward Flowes Store Rd
210 ft
2. Turn right at Flowes Store Rd
2.1 mi
3. Turn left at US-601 N
5.0 mi
4. Slight left at Warren C Coleman Blvd N
213 ft
5. Turn left at US-29 S/Concord Pkwy S
Continue to follow US-29 S
8.1 mi
6. Turn right to merge onto I-485 N toward I-85 N
1.0 mi
7. Take the exit onto I-85 S toward Spartanburg
37.7 mi
8. Take exit 10B to merge onto US-74 W/Andrew Jackson Hwy toward Kings Mountain/Shelby
Continue to follow US-74 W
55.8 mi
9. Merge onto I-26 W
34.5 mi
10. Continue onto US-74 W
0.7 mi
11. Merge onto I-40 W
Entering Tennessee
104 mi
12. Slight right at US-25W N (signs for I-640 W/I-75 N/Lexington)
0.4 mi
13. Continue onto I-640 W
6.6 mi
14. Take exit 3A to merge onto I-75 N toward Lexington
Entering Kentucky
172 mi
15. Continue onto I-64 W
68.7 mi
16. Take exit 5A on the left toward I-65/Nashville/Indianapolis
0.2 mi
17. Merge onto I-71 S
0.3 mi
18. Take the exit onto I-65 N toward Indianapolis
Entering Indiana
262 mi
19. Take exit 262 for I-90 toward Illinois/Ohio
0.4 mi
20. Merge onto I- 90 Access Rd
Partial toll road
0.2 mi
21. Merge onto I-90 W via the ramp to Chicago
Partial toll road
Entering Illinois
39.9 mi
22. Continue onto I-94 W
13.5 mi
23. Continue onto US-41 N/Skokie Hwy
25.6 mi
24. Take the ramp onto I-94 W
Entering Wisconsin
39.3 mi
25. Continue onto I-43 N
3.6 mi
26. Take exit 75 toward Keefe Ave/Atkinson Ave
0.1 mi
27. Merge onto Access Rd
453 ft
28. Continue onto N 7th St
262 ft
29. Turn left at W Atkinson Ave
0.4 mi
30. Turn right at N 13th St
Destination will be on the left
0.2 mi
3931 N 13th St
Milwaukee, WI 53206
This is my way home. I'll see you readers who got this far in March.
Monday, September 27, 2010
If you read this then...
Well as most of you are aware, I now reside in Concord, North Carolina; which I got to tell you, sucks a massive, throbbing, puss filled, irradiated dick. Not because the area sucks or even the house. No it sucks because I've been down here for two weeks it's been steady eighty five degrees with no breeze and today was the first day it's rained in a month. Now that in my Wisconsin born opinion, is fucking gay. If you think it's too cold in good old Wisconsin, then fuck you, I hate this shit and it goes against my set notions of fall. Yes kids, it's that time of year again. Fall or autumn as some might say, is my absolute favorite time of the year. Within this three month span encompasses wonderfully cool weather, a vibrant play of colors as the vegetation says it's goodbyes for the year, and my favorite holiday, All Hollows Eve also known as, Halloween; and you know something children, this hot, punk ass mother fucking weather down here is cramping that. So know now when I say I hate NC, know that I hate it for it's desecration of my favorite time of the year. Ok, Let's talk about something a little more entertaining shall we?
So far since I've moved down to NC I've gotten into contact with a Mr. Anthony "Coop" Cooper, a Mr. Kevin "Kiwi" Keiwit, a Mr. Andrew House, a Mr. Christopher House, and a one Miss. Renata Thekan. I've only been contacted by the latter group save for Mr. C. House and Miss. Thekan. I want to also note that interactions via the hell spawn known as "Facebook" are considered null and void unless the interactions transpired in either the chat box or private messages. For the people whom I've shared a great many years of friendship who haven't made the singular effort to contact me, then I know now where there intentions truly lie.
Alas, I haven't the time to write anymore tonight but fear not. I assure you that my next post will come in a quicker fashion then I'm know for.
So far since I've moved down to NC I've gotten into contact with a Mr. Anthony "Coop" Cooper, a Mr. Kevin "Kiwi" Keiwit, a Mr. Andrew House, a Mr. Christopher House, and a one Miss. Renata Thekan. I've only been contacted by the latter group save for Mr. C. House and Miss. Thekan. I want to also note that interactions via the hell spawn known as "Facebook" are considered null and void unless the interactions transpired in either the chat box or private messages. For the people whom I've shared a great many years of friendship who haven't made the singular effort to contact me, then I know now where there intentions truly lie.
Alas, I haven't the time to write anymore tonight but fear not. I assure you that my next post will come in a quicker fashion then I'm know for.
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
How do ya do, doobie doobie do
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.
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.
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
You need to know something...
On Saturday March 28th 2010, after work, I went to one of Ben's gaming parties. I was quite reluctant to go because there was speculation that Holly would be there. I was already in a shitty mood and didn't need to deal with any other bullshit. Luckily when we (Steve, Kiwi, Andrew, and myself)showed up, there was no Holly to be found. Although this was good, I still didn't want to be there because it was a Saturday night at Ben's house; SNORE. About a half hour into the night I got a call; it was me mum. Apparently some shit happened with Phil and he was acting out. During my conversation, I noticed a car coming up the street with the music blaring. I put two and two together in a split second and just knew it was what I feared; Holly. I quickly jumped Ben's porch and made my way to the back where I finished my conversation. After I was done on the phone I fought with myself, wondering if it was worth it to go back in. I regrettably did. It was harder than I could have imagined. Seeing her broke something in me. Fast-forward a bit, I was in the kitchen where I was talking to Coop. I remember I couldn't control these muscular spasms I was having throughout my face. I remember this feeling like I was on fire on the right side of my face. All Coop could tell me to do is calm down. But that was the truly frightening thing; I couldn't. The last sensation I felt was this metal-ish taste in my mouth, kind of like blood, but not quite.
Monday, October 12, 2009
Where? Here!
I haven’t been around much lately, I’m sure a couple of you are probably wondering where the fuck I’ve been, and for those of you who don’t give a fuck, then why are you reading my blog in the first place? For those of you who do give a fuck, I’ve been at home, yes home. I know I’ve complained about the place a million and one time before, but there really isn’t any where left to go. It’s getting cold outside and paying four bucks or two bus tickets to go to Brown Deer is getting to be a little too costly. That and I’ve actually have been trying to save my money a bit so home has been the most cost effective form of entertainment for the past couple of weeks. Some of you might think it’s because of my new gaming system, if that were the case that would have probably been the subject of my entree today. Hell I probably wouldn’t be making an entrée today if that was the case! So enough filler on to what I’ve been doing while at home.
1. I’ve been writing; a lot! About what you may ask? A bit of everything really, poems, short stories, a couple of reviews of newer games and shit and of course my “journal”.
2. Learning to cook better and make the food look more appealing to the eye. I’m nowhere near where I want to be, but the good thing is I’ve learn to make something out of pretty much nothing. Like a couple a nights ago I made some kick ass chicken with cheddar whipped mashed potatoes. I first baked the chicken with a bit of oil, seasonings and water. It sounds bad I know, but that isn’t all there was too it. After baking it for about 25 minutes I took the chicken out of the baking pan and roasted each piece in the oven then to get some color on them I put them in a pan a seared them for about 3 minutes on each side. Not only did I get moist, great tasting chicken but the broth that came from the baking pan was filled with flavor that I strained and made some homemade soup with. I’m not even going to get into the mashed potatoes, those could have been a standalone dish, and yeah they were that good. The best part of that meal was both the chicken and potatoes finished at the same time; which is always a plus.
3. On top of that other stuff, I’ve been gaming like all hells broken loose and I would die the second I stopped playing. Needless to say I was playing my PS3 and PC. The PS3 gaming has been good in all, but I’ve been on fire with PC gaming. I don’t know what came over me. All of a sudden I just became more aware and well, just better. I don’t know how to explain it really, it’s just seemed like everyone else I was playing with on every game just wasn’t into the game. In COD4 I got a 10 kill streak while I was talking to Andwan on the phone and bobbing my head up and down to Rehab. UT04 was just silly, I came in 1st in every match I played, and I was playing with the same people I always play with, and I might add are really fucking good at UT04. I’m still not that good a TF2 but I was even getting ahead of myself in there, I’ usually a pyro, but I decided to play a medic that day and literally save my team like 5 times while playing arena (which b-t-dub is my favorite game type in TF2). The craziest thing about all of my pwnzoring is I did all of this in the same day.
Oh shit, I might write some more later on tonight, but I was supposed to be at Ben house 3 hours ago. Catch you later and all that jazz.
BREAK TIME!
HOLY FUCKING SHIT! DOMO NAZI'S!
Ok, just got back from Ben’s I had a lot more fun then I originally thought I would, Arkem (so I can’t spell that word, you wanna fight about it?!) Asylum was really fun and Joe Diamond is a pimp! Now that I’ve actually played A.A., I’m so fucking glad we didn’t play at it at Maddie’s party with that prick. Oh yeah, small interjection, but I saw Aubin riding in the car with his mom on my way to Ben’s today. It would have really ruined playing it tonight. It was really good to see everyone again; I hadn’t really realized how long it had been since I last saw any of them. It was nice to just get out of the house too. I’m really enjoying how crisp and refreshing it is outside, it feels like fall and I love fall. I just really wish I took a bit more time to enjoy the cool weather, because knowing Wisconsin; we’ll probably have a heat spike or something. Going back to the party, Karleisa’s hair, it’s shorter than I thought, but it looks nice. I really never pictured her with short hair but she can most defiantly pull it off. Kiwi’s growing his winter beard it seems. That or he’s just too lazy to trim up, which if that’s the case then more power to him. People make too big of a fuss about facial hair. If your body grows it, I really don’t think it can be that bad for you. Coop’s still rocking the tie; I wonder how long it’s going to be before other people copying him. Yes I know, many a people have worn ties and all that but we all know Coop has his individual style, and someone envious of that look is bound to copy his specific style. Besides that everyone else is looking pretty much the same. I always pictured us looking so much more grown by the time we where 20. I was pleasantly proven wrong. We have our whole lives to look older; I’m pretty fucking content looking young for now. Hmm, I think I’m done writing for now, I don’t know I just feel fidgety right now so I can’t write. Maybe it’s the music I’m listening to right now, Rehab is quite infectious. I listened to it before leaving today and it was stuck in my head all fucking day, so I turned it back on to write it. If you haven’t listened to it yet, find Rehab’s Graffiti the World because it kicks so many asses. It’s one of the few CD’s that I can’t listen to start to finish. But yeah, I’m done now so I’ll write later. Why? Because it just makes sense silly!
1. I’ve been writing; a lot! About what you may ask? A bit of everything really, poems, short stories, a couple of reviews of newer games and shit and of course my “journal”.
2. Learning to cook better and make the food look more appealing to the eye. I’m nowhere near where I want to be, but the good thing is I’ve learn to make something out of pretty much nothing. Like a couple a nights ago I made some kick ass chicken with cheddar whipped mashed potatoes. I first baked the chicken with a bit of oil, seasonings and water. It sounds bad I know, but that isn’t all there was too it. After baking it for about 25 minutes I took the chicken out of the baking pan and roasted each piece in the oven then to get some color on them I put them in a pan a seared them for about 3 minutes on each side. Not only did I get moist, great tasting chicken but the broth that came from the baking pan was filled with flavor that I strained and made some homemade soup with. I’m not even going to get into the mashed potatoes, those could have been a standalone dish, and yeah they were that good. The best part of that meal was both the chicken and potatoes finished at the same time; which is always a plus.
3. On top of that other stuff, I’ve been gaming like all hells broken loose and I would die the second I stopped playing. Needless to say I was playing my PS3 and PC. The PS3 gaming has been good in all, but I’ve been on fire with PC gaming. I don’t know what came over me. All of a sudden I just became more aware and well, just better. I don’t know how to explain it really, it’s just seemed like everyone else I was playing with on every game just wasn’t into the game. In COD4 I got a 10 kill streak while I was talking to Andwan on the phone and bobbing my head up and down to Rehab. UT04 was just silly, I came in 1st in every match I played, and I was playing with the same people I always play with, and I might add are really fucking good at UT04. I’m still not that good a TF2 but I was even getting ahead of myself in there, I’ usually a pyro, but I decided to play a medic that day and literally save my team like 5 times while playing arena (which b-t-dub is my favorite game type in TF2). The craziest thing about all of my pwnzoring is I did all of this in the same day.
Oh shit, I might write some more later on tonight, but I was supposed to be at Ben house 3 hours ago. Catch you later and all that jazz.
BREAK TIME!
HOLY FUCKING SHIT! DOMO NAZI'S!
Ok, just got back from Ben’s I had a lot more fun then I originally thought I would, Arkem (so I can’t spell that word, you wanna fight about it?!) Asylum was really fun and Joe Diamond is a pimp! Now that I’ve actually played A.A., I’m so fucking glad we didn’t play at it at Maddie’s party with that prick. Oh yeah, small interjection, but I saw Aubin riding in the car with his mom on my way to Ben’s today. It would have really ruined playing it tonight. It was really good to see everyone again; I hadn’t really realized how long it had been since I last saw any of them. It was nice to just get out of the house too. I’m really enjoying how crisp and refreshing it is outside, it feels like fall and I love fall. I just really wish I took a bit more time to enjoy the cool weather, because knowing Wisconsin; we’ll probably have a heat spike or something. Going back to the party, Karleisa’s hair, it’s shorter than I thought, but it looks nice. I really never pictured her with short hair but she can most defiantly pull it off. Kiwi’s growing his winter beard it seems. That or he’s just too lazy to trim up, which if that’s the case then more power to him. People make too big of a fuss about facial hair. If your body grows it, I really don’t think it can be that bad for you. Coop’s still rocking the tie; I wonder how long it’s going to be before other people copying him. Yes I know, many a people have worn ties and all that but we all know Coop has his individual style, and someone envious of that look is bound to copy his specific style. Besides that everyone else is looking pretty much the same. I always pictured us looking so much more grown by the time we where 20. I was pleasantly proven wrong. We have our whole lives to look older; I’m pretty fucking content looking young for now. Hmm, I think I’m done writing for now, I don’t know I just feel fidgety right now so I can’t write. Maybe it’s the music I’m listening to right now, Rehab is quite infectious. I listened to it before leaving today and it was stuck in my head all fucking day, so I turned it back on to write it. If you haven’t listened to it yet, find Rehab’s Graffiti the World because it kicks so many asses. It’s one of the few CD’s that I can’t listen to start to finish. But yeah, I’m done now so I’ll write later. Why? Because it just makes sense silly!
Thursday, October 1, 2009
The Goings
Hey all, nothing big has happened today, just the same old shit. Coop and Andrew did show up while I was at work, which b-t-dub I was tired as fuck at but I’ll get to that later. I only got 2 solid hours last night which is fine and all, but I didn’t get any caffeine which was killing me! So I stop by Andrew’s before work and find out that D&D died horribly today. I felt a little relieved that it wasn’t happening today because I couldn’t get off of work, but what happened to Andrew was all types of fucked up. Not only couldn’t I make it but Ben cancelled due to some legitimate reason. Steve didn’t have the decency to cancel but Andrew called over there and found out via Steve’s mom that he wasn’t coming. Lastly was Kiwi who by my understanding just didn’t feel like doing anything. So I kind of gave Andrew my condolences on the situation and left for work. Got to work on time today (not like yesterday witched sucked balls) and knew I had to do scrub all the garbage cans clean; however, that never happened. What I did do was burgers (20 minutes), and then onion rings (another 25 minutes). What sucked more than usual today about making onion rings is I was peeling the skin off one of the onions and it somehow got under BOTH of my thumb nails and cut underneath my nails. It burned, it stung, but more annoying than that was I still had more onions to peel. Between doing those things, I was also doing a shit ton of dishes and random errands for everyone like every other day at work. Then I started portioning a shit ton of ***SHHHHHH***
***INTERUPTION***
Since that shit with Holly happened I haven’t been able to enjoy the Gorillas, but today October 1, 2009 at 1:19 I can finally enjoy listening to them again. Yes I was that fucked up by that situation that I couldn’t really enjoy the Gorillas for the last two years.
***RETURNING***
corned beef. While I was doing that, I can’t remember which server told me, but one of them told me that I had friends outside. So I take a break and go out to the game room to find Coop sitting there. He told me that Andrew was with him, he was just using the bathroom. Andrew came into the game room and “sneaked” up on me pretend slitting my throat. I was so tired since the coffee I had drunk still hadn’t kicked in that I didn’t care. I conversed with those guys for a bit more then returned to work, but not before giving them free drinks. I pretty much finished work at 21:40 when Don left but I still had to take out my trash and put my apron in the hamper, so I told Coop and Andrew to come in the kitchen were we listened to the radio and talked about the overplay of Green Day’s “21 guns”. I clocked out at 21:45:25 which got me another 4.79 hours under my belt. We left T&D’s and walked down the road to Andrew’s were we sat outside and talked about random shit. Hell, I even decided not to get on the first bus that came so I could talk to those guys a bit longer. But then 23:18 bus showed and we parted ways. That was pretty much my day. Like you even care about most of that; sorry but there wasn’t much of anything to write about that was interesting today. Oh well, here’s to a more eventful day “tomorrow”.
Laterness!
***INTERUPTION***
Since that shit with Holly happened I haven’t been able to enjoy the Gorillas, but today October 1, 2009 at 1:19 I can finally enjoy listening to them again. Yes I was that fucked up by that situation that I couldn’t really enjoy the Gorillas for the last two years.
***RETURNING***
corned beef. While I was doing that, I can’t remember which server told me, but one of them told me that I had friends outside. So I take a break and go out to the game room to find Coop sitting there. He told me that Andrew was with him, he was just using the bathroom. Andrew came into the game room and “sneaked” up on me pretend slitting my throat. I was so tired since the coffee I had drunk still hadn’t kicked in that I didn’t care. I conversed with those guys for a bit more then returned to work, but not before giving them free drinks. I pretty much finished work at 21:40 when Don left but I still had to take out my trash and put my apron in the hamper, so I told Coop and Andrew to come in the kitchen were we listened to the radio and talked about the overplay of Green Day’s “21 guns”. I clocked out at 21:45:25 which got me another 4.79 hours under my belt. We left T&D’s and walked down the road to Andrew’s were we sat outside and talked about random shit. Hell, I even decided not to get on the first bus that came so I could talk to those guys a bit longer. But then 23:18 bus showed and we parted ways. That was pretty much my day. Like you even care about most of that; sorry but there wasn’t much of anything to write about that was interesting today. Oh well, here’s to a more eventful day “tomorrow”.
Laterness!
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Google finally stopped being a retard!
For the past few months, I've been trying to get back on blogger to write about shit and for some strange reason, Google's server stopped working on my compute-mo-tron. Anyways now that I can start writing on here again I'll fill you in on my life.
1. Moving
I'm supposed to be in North Carolina right now but once again, my family says were going to move, nothing happens. This shit has been going om for years and at this point I'm about to say screw it and go live in a box filled with packing peanuts. I actually feel like an asshole showing up to work day after day, week after week of saying I', gonna be gone and I'm still here. I haven't told anyone else this, but you the viewer get to find out a secret! Because I think, nay, know where moving this time (though I still don't know when) I've been trying to detach myself from the guys. That's why people really haven't seen me. That's why I just go home after work. It's not like I don't have the heart to tell people straight up, it's just hard for me to accept that I'm not going to see everyone for two years plus. So I'm just easing into my solitude little by little until the day comes.
2. P......S.......3!!!!!!!
I just got it last week and I have to say, it's everything I could want in a gaming council (for now). I brought it for 200.00 flat. Nothings wrong with it I assure you. It is the "George Foreman" PS3 not the slim which just came out. When I posted that I got a PS3 on Facebook Steve said he hoped to god I didn't get a slim; and if I did? Oh no! I've done some research on the subject and the only major difference (besides the fact that it's smaller) is that it had a slightly lower quality blu-ray player. Oh no! I would have wasted all my money getting a stupid PS3 "slim" because of a lower quality, high end product. Like I really give a shit. If it plays the games I'm happy.
3. Just because
Here is a "journal" entry from a few days ago.
Sunday September 20, 2009
2:07
So, umm hi…. Haven’t seen you around lately… Where the fuck have you been!? You know what, I don’t care. All that matters is you’re back now. So it’s been a few months sue me. Life has been a bit on the uneventful side. Sure stuff has happened but it really hasn’t been worth mentioning and I really won’t care about remembering it in the future. What has happened though is we are supposed to be moving, again. Honestly it’s the single most depressing thing in my life right now. I really just want to leave and get started with my life however, that doesn’t seem to be the case. At every turn we are inconvenienced once more. It’s getting to the point where I just want to quit my job out of pure embarrassment. Eh, fuck that, I need to make money. As for the guys, everyone is pretty much the same except for Steve. He has become an acquaintance at best and we really don’t try to hang out or talk to him anymore. As for Catherine, she’s become lazy and unmotivated, and is for the most part a spoiled bitch of a suburbanite. The weirdest yet is actually, Stephanie. She has become so sweet in the past few months, she’s even better than I remember her from her high school years. Then there was the night a few weeks ago she gave me a really long hug. It was really (and I mean really) unexpected, but greatly welcomed. I needed a hug as much as she did. Makes me wish she was around more often, I could use a hug about once a week.
Break Time!
Fully equipped with a crowbar, dried food, and a scapegoat in case you fuck up.
4. Last thing for now!
The Dream of Thursday September 24, 2009
“We” were in a car Steve was driving, looking for a JJ’s Chicken and Fish on Capitol. Steve went around a corner and rolled into a parking lot and said “were not going to find one around here”. I pointed out that there was one to our immediate left. Frustrated Steve didn’t park and he got out of the car along with “everyone” else. But I protested that he should find a parking spot, lest we get caught by someone. He didn’t listen so I stayed by the car. Sure enough a cop/security officer rolls up and asks about the car. I told her that the owner would be right back, so she waits there with me, in silence. When Steve gets back to the car I go inside and tell the guys what went down. Soon after Steve comes in pissed off and says “She took my keys!” At that point I said I would get Steve’s keys back for him and went outside to talk to the officer. She explained to me Steve’s behavior and told me she confiscated his keys because of his attitude. I told her we needed to go home and unfortunately he was our only ride. I apologized for Steve and told her sorry for the trouble we caused. She thanked me for my honesty and handed me the keys back. As she handed me the keys she also gave me a kiss on the cheek. I locked eye with her for what felt like 30 seconds, but in actuality was about 3. I grabbed her and kissed her. She didn’t pull back; in fact she was kissing me back. After that I tried to apologize for what I just done, but she just put her fingers over my mouth and told me that it was ok. Needless to say I was pretty embarrassed, but she was ok with it so I introduced myself. She told me her name was Sandra and I said, “Well Sandra you wouldn’t mind if I asked you for your phone number would you?” Just as she was about to give it to me those guys came out of JJ’s and asked what was going on. I didn’t say anything at first; I just waited until Steve caught up and I tossed him his keys and told him he should have listened to me. However, in all reality I was so fucking glad he didn’t. She said she needed me to go with her to fill out an incident report. I got in the car with her and bid farewell to the guys and departed from the restaurant. We ended up back at her place after driving around and chatting all night. She lives on a huge hill, almost at the top, in a white two story house with brown trimming and a built in garage. I waited in her back yard, which could over look the whole hill and watched the sun rise. She came out wearing a white dress with light yellow flowers spiraling down it in a pattern. I asked her if she was tired and she said she has problems sleeping and she normally come out here to watch the sunrise. I was shocked that she was like me! After some more chat in which I found out she was a gamer too, I asked for her number once more and as she was giving it to me I came out of my dream. I hate myself for waking up then. Some mornings I just wish I could stay asleep forever. Because within my mind is the most peaceful place on this Earth. I actually can’t remember my last night nightmare, now that I think of it I don’t think I’ve ever had I nightmare in my life.
Boy do I need a fucking girlfriend, right?
Well that's all you're getting out of me for now, until next time...
1. Moving
I'm supposed to be in North Carolina right now but once again, my family says were going to move, nothing happens. This shit has been going om for years and at this point I'm about to say screw it and go live in a box filled with packing peanuts. I actually feel like an asshole showing up to work day after day, week after week of saying I', gonna be gone and I'm still here. I haven't told anyone else this, but you the viewer get to find out a secret! Because I think, nay, know where moving this time (though I still don't know when) I've been trying to detach myself from the guys. That's why people really haven't seen me. That's why I just go home after work. It's not like I don't have the heart to tell people straight up, it's just hard for me to accept that I'm not going to see everyone for two years plus. So I'm just easing into my solitude little by little until the day comes.
2. P......S.......3!!!!!!!
I just got it last week and I have to say, it's everything I could want in a gaming council (for now). I brought it for 200.00 flat. Nothings wrong with it I assure you. It is the "George Foreman" PS3 not the slim which just came out. When I posted that I got a PS3 on Facebook Steve said he hoped to god I didn't get a slim; and if I did? Oh no! I've done some research on the subject and the only major difference (besides the fact that it's smaller) is that it had a slightly lower quality blu-ray player. Oh no! I would have wasted all my money getting a stupid PS3 "slim" because of a lower quality, high end product. Like I really give a shit. If it plays the games I'm happy.
3. Just because
Here is a "journal" entry from a few days ago.
Sunday September 20, 2009
2:07
So, umm hi…. Haven’t seen you around lately… Where the fuck have you been!? You know what, I don’t care. All that matters is you’re back now. So it’s been a few months sue me. Life has been a bit on the uneventful side. Sure stuff has happened but it really hasn’t been worth mentioning and I really won’t care about remembering it in the future. What has happened though is we are supposed to be moving, again. Honestly it’s the single most depressing thing in my life right now. I really just want to leave and get started with my life however, that doesn’t seem to be the case. At every turn we are inconvenienced once more. It’s getting to the point where I just want to quit my job out of pure embarrassment. Eh, fuck that, I need to make money. As for the guys, everyone is pretty much the same except for Steve. He has become an acquaintance at best and we really don’t try to hang out or talk to him anymore. As for Catherine, she’s become lazy and unmotivated, and is for the most part a spoiled bitch of a suburbanite. The weirdest yet is actually, Stephanie. She has become so sweet in the past few months, she’s even better than I remember her from her high school years. Then there was the night a few weeks ago she gave me a really long hug. It was really (and I mean really) unexpected, but greatly welcomed. I needed a hug as much as she did. Makes me wish she was around more often, I could use a hug about once a week.
Break Time!
Fully equipped with a crowbar, dried food, and a scapegoat in case you fuck up.
4. Last thing for now!
The Dream of Thursday September 24, 2009
“We” were in a car Steve was driving, looking for a JJ’s Chicken and Fish on Capitol. Steve went around a corner and rolled into a parking lot and said “were not going to find one around here”. I pointed out that there was one to our immediate left. Frustrated Steve didn’t park and he got out of the car along with “everyone” else. But I protested that he should find a parking spot, lest we get caught by someone. He didn’t listen so I stayed by the car. Sure enough a cop/security officer rolls up and asks about the car. I told her that the owner would be right back, so she waits there with me, in silence. When Steve gets back to the car I go inside and tell the guys what went down. Soon after Steve comes in pissed off and says “She took my keys!” At that point I said I would get Steve’s keys back for him and went outside to talk to the officer. She explained to me Steve’s behavior and told me she confiscated his keys because of his attitude. I told her we needed to go home and unfortunately he was our only ride. I apologized for Steve and told her sorry for the trouble we caused. She thanked me for my honesty and handed me the keys back. As she handed me the keys she also gave me a kiss on the cheek. I locked eye with her for what felt like 30 seconds, but in actuality was about 3. I grabbed her and kissed her. She didn’t pull back; in fact she was kissing me back. After that I tried to apologize for what I just done, but she just put her fingers over my mouth and told me that it was ok. Needless to say I was pretty embarrassed, but she was ok with it so I introduced myself. She told me her name was Sandra and I said, “Well Sandra you wouldn’t mind if I asked you for your phone number would you?” Just as she was about to give it to me those guys came out of JJ’s and asked what was going on. I didn’t say anything at first; I just waited until Steve caught up and I tossed him his keys and told him he should have listened to me. However, in all reality I was so fucking glad he didn’t. She said she needed me to go with her to fill out an incident report. I got in the car with her and bid farewell to the guys and departed from the restaurant. We ended up back at her place after driving around and chatting all night. She lives on a huge hill, almost at the top, in a white two story house with brown trimming and a built in garage. I waited in her back yard, which could over look the whole hill and watched the sun rise. She came out wearing a white dress with light yellow flowers spiraling down it in a pattern. I asked her if she was tired and she said she has problems sleeping and she normally come out here to watch the sunrise. I was shocked that she was like me! After some more chat in which I found out she was a gamer too, I asked for her number once more and as she was giving it to me I came out of my dream. I hate myself for waking up then. Some mornings I just wish I could stay asleep forever. Because within my mind is the most peaceful place on this Earth. I actually can’t remember my last night nightmare, now that I think of it I don’t think I’ve ever had I nightmare in my life.
Boy do I need a fucking girlfriend, right?
Well that's all you're getting out of me for now, until next time...
Thursday, May 21, 2009
I'm back! Wait you didn't know I left?... I'm a Ninja!
So last you heard from me was February 10th. A long ass fucking time ago. Nothing monumental has happened, although the near future might be! But more on that later.
Yesterday I broke international boarders
From a different time zone
all to crack a joke at another persons expense.
Yeah, I fuckin' rule.
I prank called Canada.
and Appleton.
One of my biggest accomplishment's this year. That was a lot of fun, and Steve missed it!
Now on to other news (yeah that fast!)
So Drew's been back for about a month and a half and since then I've had the liberty to hang out with his roommate/ex Jamie. Although the guys don't really seem to like her I find her style a nice refreshing change. Sure the fact that she attacks the guys at just about every chance she can get isn't really a crowd pleaser but hell, it's funny and sometimes I just want to laugh. I almost forget how judgmental we can be sometimes. Oh well, what's done is done and I really don't think any of the guys are willing to give her a second chance, Although I don't blame Aubin at all; she messed with the wrong guy there. I'm sorry that the situation ever existed, I was really hoping to just hangout with Aubin and Jenny for old times sake. I don't feel like writing anymore, I'll start posting regularly-ish again.
Until next time.
Yesterday I broke international boarders
From a different time zone
all to crack a joke at another persons expense.
Yeah, I fuckin' rule.
I prank called Canada.
and Appleton.
One of my biggest accomplishment's this year. That was a lot of fun, and Steve missed it!
Now on to other news (yeah that fast!)
So Drew's been back for about a month and a half and since then I've had the liberty to hang out with his roommate/ex Jamie. Although the guys don't really seem to like her I find her style a nice refreshing change. Sure the fact that she attacks the guys at just about every chance she can get isn't really a crowd pleaser but hell, it's funny and sometimes I just want to laugh. I almost forget how judgmental we can be sometimes. Oh well, what's done is done and I really don't think any of the guys are willing to give her a second chance, Although I don't blame Aubin at all; she messed with the wrong guy there. I'm sorry that the situation ever existed, I was really hoping to just hangout with Aubin and Jenny for old times sake. I don't feel like writing anymore, I'll start posting regularly-ish again.
Until next time.
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