My Final Entry

Dear Asshole:

just wanted to take a min and thank you personally for printing out my blog today and handing it to my boss. not only did you make me look like shit... i imagine he thinks less of you as well. see...its very complicated, i know you were simply trying to further yourself in the company and make yourself look like a upstanding team member, but you basically showered in your own shit. i hope that i never find out who you are cause if i do i wont be able to stand the sight of your pathetic cowardly disgusting face. i imagine you to be the lowest form of life to do something so slimey, demeaning and degrading. you see this was the only way for my to honestly convey my feelings and emotions. this is how i deal with things. and now you have robbed me completely of having such a freedom cause now i have to censor my thoughts and feelings. blogging wasnt just a place for me to complain about work. it was a place for me to say it all, vent, get it out and get some supportive feedback from like minded individuals. i hope you feel tall and mighty knowing you robbed me of something that i loved, i was even thinkning of taking creative writing and pursuing writing...but you shit all over that with your spineless cowardly 5th grade bull shit. fyi i wasnt fired so your cunning attempt to have me terminated was unsuccessful. so not only are you a piece of slime...your a failure.

im a very firm beliver in karma. i know first hand the power of karma. and for you to do something so goddamn cowardly....welll lets just say its going to fucking suck to be you when this comes back to bite you in the ass. good luck trying to report me on this post as well. im not on my work pc...im on my own free time....theres no name dropping and its completely annonymus. just know....that you robbed me of something i cared for. you invaded my space and privacy....karmas coming to get you. and now your seen as a fucking rat narc piece of scum....


ladies and gentleman....followers....stumblers... all my pal's from 20something bloggers...this is my last blog entry. thanks for all the kind comments and emails. best of luck to all of you.


....hate it.

Month End

What is month end...month end is the devil. i work in finance and at the end of every month everyone runs around like mad men trying to close all the reports and enter all the data and all this number money jive talk before the end of the month. its a very crazy very stressful time. its like finance pms. its finances time of the month where everyones snappy and grouchy. its never any fun and its always verrry stressful. thats what im dealing with today. the month end creepage...

the worst thing about having a fresh tattoo on your leg is the inability to bike to work. i mean i prob could but i wear my pants so tight that they would just be rubbing the shite out of my tattoo which is still very fresh/painful. im reduced to public transpo again. how i fucking hate city busses and light rails. the bus is always wet and smells like hot piss. and the train is always jerky and filled with someone that either smeels like a sweaty bum hole or a woman who showered in cheap smelly perfume...hate it...

oh and for those who are wondering what the girls name is on me leg...came to me yesterday on my walk home...sally brown...thats what it is. cant shake it i love it. tomorrow is october...how i fucking looooove october. i think its probably my favorite month. fall rules winter drools nuff said.

bored with it all

sooo its monday. and im back in the office for 5 more days until my next 2 days of freedom. its sad really...on a sunday night being like man...cant wait for friday. just knowing that the whole week is gonna be lame makes you wonder why you do it. why not just say fuck it and find something cool....damn economy...

so yesterday i got my new tattoo... here it is all fresh and clean and extremely bruised....



i like how it turned up. tryin to think of a name for her. someone asked me today "whats her name"....never thought of that....interesting...bertha. nah fuck that totes jk yo zomg freal...sorry i have nothing really to say...oh...ryan adams and oasis at the target center pretty pumped about that. tickets go on sale oct. 3rd.... my bank account is seriously seeing the affects of spending money... will work for food.

past 24-or was it 48?

ok so what have i been doing with my life this weekend lets see....political debate drinking games is a sure fire way to get drunk. it was unplayable. you couldn't even put the can down. they just say the same shit over and over and you just can stop drinking. that game ended quickly.

saturday i helped erez's slightly crippled ass by driving him downtown to buy a new tv from target. i hate driving downtown. im always biking so when i drive downtown im like what the fuck im in the road. its weird. so yeah bought the tv peer pressured him into buying me an extension chord yes!!! and then dropped it off at his house and back to my place.

we were gonna ride to blb but turned into jabba the hutt because we ate/drank too much and couldnt pull ourselves away from the couch unless it was to piss or get another beer. the night went on and i was so trashed that all i wanted to do was DJ...it was just two of us. i was so trashed and was loving it though. so i basically DJ'ed for one person. sounds lame but it was fucking awesome. so now i totes gotta have a party and DJ cause that shit was fun...

today im going to get pizza and a new tattoo...the pic's in the prior post if you cant remember what im getting. im excited. leg/arm/leg/arm ....cant fucking decide and i only have a few more hours blahhh....then tomorrow...back in the grind.

later donkeys

Smartass comments arent always smart you ass

ok so i love smartasses. i love sarcasm. but sometimes i fucking hate them. for those of you who dont know i work in finance at the ** corp office. its a tote drag. its so extremely corp cliche i cant even get into it fully because this post would be foreverrrrr long. so anygayyy the number one comment i get from people when i tell them i work at ** is ......a paris hilton comment. like holy shit are you serious.

"how does it feel to know your making money for paris hilton"
Response: haha (how does it feel that your not funny and i fucking hate your guts now)

"oh you work for paris hilton"
Response: Nah (i fucking hope you die. your not funny i fucking hate making your aquaintance)

i can go on and on forever. anyfart....

im getting a new tattoo this weekend im sooo pumped...this is what im getting but im not getting any of the writing....



so yeah i think its pretty bad ass....what do you guys think?

tonight i think everyone would enjoy doing this, i know i am. tonight is the big mccain obama debate. time to drink. take a sip for the key words... economy, environment, iraq, security, defense, opponent and take a shot every time a bead of sweat is visible on mccains face.

later bitches.

AHHH

i dont.....know what to blog about...i feel like i should be updating because im at work bored out of my skull. ive been sitting here with a new post page for like 20 mins trying to find something to write. so this is totes stream of conciousness right now folks. i really feel like getting rowdy. this place this retched unholy death of a place is so quiet and mundane. ive had animal collective on repeat all day to try and help me stay awake. but it just makes me want to kick my shoes at someone.

MY FUCKING WISDOM TEETH ARE COMING IN AND THEY FOOKIN HURT

tonight is a good night. why you say...cause its thursday. and anyone who like to laugh prob lovers thursdays. new its always sunny and a new ep of the office. cant wait. oh and for the record im the worst friend in the world. my buddy left his cell at my place and i told him to meet me at my work at 5, i def forgot and prob walked right passed him and didnt realize till i got to the rail station....fuckkkkk...turned around and went back and he was gone...sorry man. so if your reading this...you still owe me beer. come to my work at 5 get your phone lets get a case of black label, some delicious sandwhiches from subgay and we can watch the premier of the office and listen to some death set vinyl.

this blog is both lame. and ADD as shit...sorry if someone's actually read this awful entry. maybe erez will show up to get his phone today and punch me in the face for forgetting and i can have something halfway decent to write about tomorrow.

later boners.

Email Wars part 2

ok so another email war... the situations allllll wrapped up in my passive agressive email i sent to the head honcho at my work. heres what the email said...

Hey Blank,

Just taking you up on the whole if you got a problem to come to you about it, Well, I’d like to bring to something to your attention.

The reason I wanted to make you aware of this is because of all the remarks made about my performance and such and me appearing to not “own it” through this situation. I was told by Blank not to place a change order until the Emergency Nurses Associations change order came in. I double questioned this and was still told by Blank not to. Now I have no change and half the staff is mad at me and making me seems like an incompetent failure. I’m a little upset about it. I know there’s nothing we can do at this point. I just wanted to let you know.

yeah pretty lame right. after i emailed him this i obviously get called into his office where we come to find out somehow its still my fault. oh no big disagreement on my part. but whatevs. fuck it. uch wednesdays i swear they can suck my rocks i hate em. the only good thing about today is that i got 150 dollar bonus which is going to pay for my tattoo. i hate my work life it fucking blows.

oh and btw.... lunch was tasty

Later Gator

hate...how i fucking hate wenzdays (rant ahead)

i fucking hate Wednesday's. like seriously. the day sucks ass, its the most useless day in the calendar. i think people should have it off, kinda like so your not working 5 days straight. if i was elected to be president when the calendar was being made that's how i woulda set that shit up. nothing is ever good on TV on a wed. its the middle of the week. always the worst day. its even a bitch to type. you don't say it like that wed-nes-day, so why does it have to be spelt like that ughhh hate it. should be wenzdays for real.

i have nothing to look forward to today except for maybe a tasty lunch in the cafeterita. at my work they have this cafeteria with free food. which is totes awesome. but lately...they've just given up and are serving the weekest shit. like really lame ass stuff. so mabes today well get something sweet. probably not. ill most likely be eating groul...

oh and this is the first conversation i have with my coworkers this morning,when i open my work email...the first email was from my co worker to a few people in the office including me. and then my boss replies to me with rudeness.


first email to the "team" (pshh):
Good morning Team,When I arrived this morning I had a copy (AR has not been receiving the original) of yesterday’s paid out of $8000.00 to Emergency Nurses Assn. I verified this was not provided to Blank to post and have gone ahead and posted it on today’s business.If anyone has questions or concerns please let me know.
second email to me:
Michael,These needs to be posted on the same day the cash is given out. Make this happen with whom ever is here.
third email to me...before i got a chance to reply:
Michael,We have talked about how important it is to get this posted the same day as the cash is given out. Why was this not given to Blank for posting?
fourth. what i sent out (im so unpro):
It was given to Blank the day of…
annnnd fifth cause the boss always has to have the last word:
Thank you all for making this happen. Now everyone knows so no excuses. Thanks all.


......Yeah.....Hate It!

Gin in teacups

i didnt update yesterday because work decided that it wanted to be a huuuuge pain in my bum. i had no fun at work, and i had a date when i got off so i was a lil nervous/excited for that all day.im not a big fan of dates, well i am after the first. just the first dates are always the awkwardest. also i usually come off as a weird person because im going to be myself and if you dont like it then good i can stop wasting time. i think it went rather well though. it wasnt awkward nor boring. it was actually fucking hilarious...she cool.

so yeah after my date i wanted to rid myself off all the blah of the day so i stopped at the lq store and grabbed some gin and black label. i started drinking with the hopes of my friend coming over but he couldnt. i got pretty off my face and video skyped steven and made a dick of myself. i didnt mean to get trashed i was just running on an empty stomach.

i realized an important math equation

empty stomach + alcohol =dehydration
dehydration + gin and black label = trashed
trashed x 13 cigarettes = delicious
delicious +Ryan Adams on vinyl = terrible fucking hangover

tonight is japanther at the turf club youll see me there leaning on a wall or sleeping on a floor. later.

Things you see that are worth noting

i promised results on my last blog...so i guess ill have to try and deliver. now i wouldnt say last night was awesome...but alot of strange shit happened that is worth noting. so the night started like any other weekend night. Erez came over to my place and we sat around and waited for it to be later like 10ish so we can start heading to the bar. now erez's shoulder is all jacked off because he got in a bike accident. so blb just isnt the same when you have to bus there. so anyfart we get on the bus and head over there.

i dont know what it was about blb last night but i swear. it was nothing but really butched out lesbians. not that theres anything wrong with that. its just really random. so we have our first beer andd then go sit out on the benches to drink more and smoke. theres some drag contest going down next door. so the weirdest people were outside it was like being in the 9th realm of ultra reality. it was the weirdest.

so these two girls come up and start talking to us. usual awkward bullshit chitchat you get into with some people. this girl was all whatd you do today, and i thought id come off cool with a lil silly comment. thought maybe if i say this shell think im funny/cute...i told her i washed my jeans. like seriously. why did that seem like a good idea at the time. i didnt come off funny/cute...i think i probably came off as a serial rapist or a child obducter some bizzare psychopath, at least thats what im assuming since they bailed shortly after my clever comment.

the night carries on and the drunkest asshole comes up and starts talking to us. it was really funny at first but quickly got annoying. i think it got annoying when he stole my beer and then gave me his water and said drink up and knocked it on the table spilling water everywhere. yeah not so cool. you can see most of our conversation.


then the night consisted of me being so trashed and everyones talking and im the guy whos drunk as shit talking about how awesome leaning against a parking meter was. i dont know why but that pawking metah kicked so much ass i could lean like a mother fucker. i started posing with it and shit. i dont know why. basically once that drunk annoying guy left. i became the drunk annoying guy. who loved parking meters. dont know how to rotate it. but if you look you can see how happy i was to be leaning on it......lameass....



jaden showed up which ruled because he gave us a ride home. oh god im so glad he showed up i would have hated so much to walk home. i def wasnt gonna hitch again since i got a big ear full from my mom when she read my blog about getting a ride home from some mexican trannies."its dangerous michael what are ya an idiot or something". so yeah. this is my attempt at a more formal blog entry. hope its easier to process. its very media filled. awesome..... later suckas.

how could this happen???

my shoes. theres ramen. copious amounts of chicken ramen in my shoes :( how could this happen. i woke up at 730 in the morning on my back in the middle of my living room floor. erez was gone. everything was on except for the tv. wtf? weird so weird. last thing i remember is........being like wow im this drunk at 8pm thats all i remember haha. wow. what a life im leading.

im on my way to the post office. because ordering pants on the internet is a pain in the ass. they like to send you a pair of jeans with broken belt loops. because thats what people want right.wrong. i was totally expecting the shittiest weekend... but i just got word from bubbie that he doesnt have to do guard tomorrow which means.....BLB WOOH WOOH WOOH. bonus round man. i was expecting a shitty saturday night? woah....its saturday. am i about to have a good saturday. my friday night sucked because i dont remember it and i have ramens now instead of pumas. so the only way to go is upward? right. is that a saying. onward and upward haha. thats lame.

this post sucks. i need more drunken random encounters with yuppies so i can bitch about them. my life isnt interesting. i need someone else to be whining about. im sure ill meet some tonight. so tomorrow....expect results. later baby.

this'll be the day, the day that i die.

of boredom. im getting increasingly frustrated with the lack of fun in my life. the every day office routine is not fun. i dont know why i thought being a young professional would make me happier than working in a music store. the only good thing about it is...i have money. thats it. not alot. just enough to be a borderline alcoholic. i dont consider it alcoholism. i consider it being 22. thats how i make myself feel better about it.

i hate my body today for many reasons.
1. my hair looks so geih today. stupid kiwi melon shampoo fucked me over.
2. i still have that nasty monster bruise on my leg.
3. i still have the cold of the century. im beging to believe its diseases
4. my bodys mad for eating mcdonals last night
5. i pulled a muscle in my ankle this morning riding to work. so now i walk like a weird ass.


blahhh im feeling very fussy today. i dont know what im going to do this weekend. i really should stop partying and get my shit together. do something constructive. like paint a room or something. make my place cooler. but i dont really see the point in it since i only have like the same people come over. so whats the point. maybe ill just buy a lamp or something. overhead lighting sucks. lamps are the best. this post is all over the place. i got a lot on my mind when i enter this mundane environment. phone calls, emails, faxes, cash reports, shift work, blah blah blah. hate it.

last night at mcdonalds was the weirdest situation ever. i was so lazy and so hungry and just wanted food right away. so i was like mcdonalds...right next door. they got food there right. for like a dollar? what am i not gonna do that? so yeah i waltzed down to the donalds to get a dollar cheesebooger and some french cries. so i get my shit. and i do the stereotypical im gonna eat one fry and then roll the bag up and leave. so im eating the one fry and i notice...wtf... theres like half of the amount of fries what the frakk. so the girls like is everything ok and i was like uhhh...can i have some fries and showed her the half full/half empty container and shes like oh lemme get you some sorry. and i was like fucking right. i look to my left and this old lady points to me and yells "he was eatin them, i saw him". UGHH are you serious. your gonna do this. ok whatever lets clear this up. so i was like i ate like one fry. and she was like this is bullshit i have to pay for my fries. and i was like honestly lady...do you think i planned this. i go around to all the mcdonalds in town and eat half the fries and then say there was none in there. like seriously are you that delusional. and she was like no you got them by being a complainer. and i get my warm fresh fries and i toss em in my bag and im like your like 98 you havent figured that out yet, and left and ate my fries. they were great. and to be honest...i ate like 3 fries :(

BLARRRGHHHEECCHCHHHAAAAAA

oh my fucking god. get me the fuck out of here. every morning i go in this little box of an office. downstairs hidden. i sit in there all alone and count skanky money and it fucking sucks cause theres like a million other people on the other side of the walls. and theres an outside with clouds and birds and living things but instead im in the million degree room with no windows and skanky money. i hate skanks.

today is weird. my sister is getting married today. in scottland. i cant even go to my own sisters wedding ugh?!!! how lame is that. the lamest. its weird. its like when am i ever going to see my sister again. last night was the first time i talked to her on the phone in like....a year and a half. were all so far apart. im in minneapolis, my moms in north carolina, my sisters in scottland, my dad and other sister are in canada. it fucking sucks. if i wanna see anyone of them im at least dropping 500 bucks. blech. and its a scottish wedding. god thatd be so rowdy i bet. i could of gotten trashed and make an ass out of myself instead im in skank room.

im mad at erez. last night we got trashed and went for dinner to the town talk diner in midtown on lake st. it was good. tasty town diner is what i would call it with a burger like what are ya kidding me. it was amazing. anygay...this really really hot girl was out on the patio and kept eye balling him. and he was like fuck. if i dont do it. if i dont talk to her im gonan regret it. and iwas like oh regret your so gonna regret it regret. and he was like yeah im totes doing it. last second boooop....bailed. u turned round that girl man. god!!! fool!! tom foolery at its best as i would say. i dont say that. i hope hes regretting it. big time. sucka

tonight is the premier of its always sunny in philidelphia. the only show that could make me laugh as hard as i do. i swear. if like i got a phone call from the president and he was all im sorry your whole family died in a helicopter crash i would be sooooo broken. id cry id vomit id flip out omg. but if sunny came on....be laughing my ass off. its that good. so if anyone in the metro area is reading this...and has cable...invite me over so i can watch it. ill bring the werthers originals. i got a whole bag in my desk and you can have as many as you want. i need to see it. help a bruva out...

Seacrest out!

why would this ever be a good idea

i just want to give everyone a fair warning. granted alot of people are smarter than me but still...if you see this at any grocery store. i bought mine at walgreens. look just if you see it anywhere. either run away. or hide it. or throw it in the garbage. just be sure you dont pick it up and go "nice!" and but it like i did. oh my gosh. i now know the meaning of sick. my body got pissed off at me for like hours for eating this retched bowl of moosh. if i served it to you. you wouldnt know what it is. i guarantee you. it was a bowl of brown groul. blech hate it.

want, have, need, wish

oh man...saw the coolest thing today. you know those shoes with the little wheels in them? yeah totes lame i agree. since those came out...ive always wanted to see some kid bust his ass on them. i worked retail for a while and those little kids would always be wheeling around the store knocking shit over. or cutting me off. ooooh they drive me crazy. today on my ride home from slave work i finally saw some lil bastard with a mushroom cut dancing around on them all obnoxiously and boom. slammed on the ground and ate shit. it was awesome. yes i understand that laughing out loud and yelling yes as i passed him laying on the ground is a terrible thing to do. but it was my moment ladies and gentleman and im glad with the decision i made. i dont know what kind of parents by those for their kids. i also cant believe that kids are allowed to use those in stores.




that video is amazing....i dont have much planned for tonight. its a tuesday...i will probably drink and wallow in self pitty. since thats the only way to keep the thoughts and the bad dreams away. it sounds depressing but its really not. it kinda is. but....its better than what others do. i need to get out of this city. any leads on a time machine, rejuvination chamber, or portal machine let me know.

bruised legs

this post was meant to be for yesterday. but i never got around to it because i have priorities. more important stuff to do then bitch on the internet. more important like...drinking beer and bitching to my friend about metro transit, slow drivers, shitty computers, all the stuff i wah wah on here about. haha. same shit different medium.

so anyways. your probably wondering whats with the title of this post. well... like 3 weeks ago i was really trashed. i cant remember if i was in my driveway, or at bryant lake bowl. but anyfart i had my bike computer in my pocket. the little box that says how fast, how far, how long. all that stuff. well it was in my pocket and i fell on the ground and landed on it. and i still have this huge perfect square bruise on my thigh and its starting to look disgusting. i hope it goes away soon so i dont have to look at a poop stain on my thigh every morning. its absolutely crazy.

i need some good photos hedi slimane style. if anyone owns a camera. let my agent know.

Rejuvination Chamber

i dont think thats how to spell rejuvination but meh. i really want one. i imagine it to look like the pods that they hyper sleep in in the movie alien. which is awesome. lets chop cats. so last night was insane. never hitched a ride with a couple of mexican trannies before. what are you serious. you bet i am. that right there shoula been a red flag for...get out of there and seek treatment for alcohol abuse. but whatevs. i got home haha. now i need to find on ebay a rejuvination chamber. if anyone has some leads...let me know asap cause there great.

http://shop.ebay.com/items/_W0QQ_nkwZrejuvinationQ20chamberQQ_armrsZ1QQ_fromZR40QQ_mdoZ

what to do today...i want to bike. i cant wait to bike to work tomorrow morning. its nice. and its good. burn off some of those beers. it was nice going to blb last night. back in my scene after a titanic of a night on friday, blech hated it. wait what am i saying i dont want to go to work tomorrow. slave for the hilton and eat mac & cheese. oh no this is different from yesterdays mac and cheese. yesterday had tomatoes in it. this one has mushrooms. and tomorrow were gonna add pepper. thanks for ruining my day cafeteria. my house is a pig pen. im gonna go roll in my own shit. peace. haha i just said peace. hell yeah brah

fuuhhhhhkkkk im old

last night. 2008. went to a college party. first college party ive been to since...uhh college maybe. not that i liked them then. bunch of stupid immature girls and douchebags drinking mgd. but i thought id give it a chance from my usual fridays at blb. first off. omg. terrible night. happy hour was awesome. obviously. then we went back to my house. and left for the party. so on the way i get kicked out of the car for talking on my phone...its 2008 guys. accept it. walk the rest of the way to the party. get inside and its a bunch of dudes. they somehow rope 3 girls in their appartment who dont even look like their old enough to drive. one girl starts talking to me. she blah blah ed about some nonsense science or something for about 10 minutes and then asked me what my major was. haha awkward "im not in school im 22" mumbles out of me. then she says omg your 22!! your so old!! hey becky this guys 22 hahah......wtf i look around and yea everyone looks 13 and im the only one that can grow a beard and complain about actually needing a drink. it was a weird realisation. erez bailed because its not his scene and for some reason i stayed cause i bailed on jeff last time for similar reasons erez bailed and decided to stick it out this time. mistake.

the rest of the night consisted of me not being able to find a like mind and not getting into parties because there was no gel in my hair and i dont own a car made in 2008. i was stranded no idea where i was. couldnt leave. it was pretty fucking brutal. self esteem is down to my feet now. not feeling like a productive member of life anymore...ehhh......

tonight is rock the democracy at blb. i was really excited but kaylee bailed so now im trying to picture it being fun. now ill be forced to defend my views on politics...which i dont have but have to explain that i just dont care and play the whole ignorance card. gotta love ignorance. i really need to see who said ignorance is bliss. amazing quote. i love it. today im living like a sloth because its shitty out so i have a valid excuse. i miss my family. i guess thats part of being old right. fuck im not old. im 22. see me in X2 and well talk about that then.

fridays rock...sometimes

wow...so far amazing. granted this morning was awful. then pizza came around at 1230. ate pizza and watched the office in my office. then me kaylee and jeff V went on a adventure...to target. where i had to exchange razors. eventful. there was this scubbing bubble promo going on out on the street and they had a bubble machine. bubble's were landing in everyones face. so fun to watch. saw a few homeless people. a woman with cloverfield toes. pretty funny.

got back to the office...sat for 5 minutes and everyone randomly decided that were leaving at 330. and we need to make it happen. and we did. so leave at 330 and then happy hour. life is great. then a ride home in a car. awesome. party. fuck yeah

smashmouth sucks

all fucking morning ive had that annoying "hey now your a rockstar" song in my head. i dont think ive heard that song in like i dont know eight years. i didnt even like it then. why is it in my head now.

work sucks when your hungover and you didnt bike and you got the shakes. last night i decided to drink...and shave? why would that ever be a good idea. i used an electric because im retarded and bought the wrong razors for my shaver. fuck. seriously. ugh!... so anygay i was shaving with an electric and im assuming i pushed it really hard on my face the whole time cause everyone of my pores feels like its bleeding. also my sideburns are uneven and ...my neck is not done. haha. so basically i look like a half shaved testicle today.

i got a water bottle with sarah palins face on it ...awesome

im excited for this weekend. today in office world is pizza day. always down with free pizza. then its happy hour. always down for drinking. then im heading home...in jeffs car im assuming. since jeff drove and were partying tonight. erez me and jeff are going to some party on campus tonight. im assuming ill be the one standing out the most because i have a hole in my ass of my jeans but fuck it. so if thats lame. ditch to a bar. and then tomorrow saturday uch... on saturday im going up to bryant lake bowl for the rock for democracy party. im not really on any side. i play the ignorance card because i hate commiting to one thing but, its a party so it should be fun. or not. its gonna be a palin bash fest which sucks cause i love her.

then on sunday i plan on biking. and doing shit around the house. and getting drunk and watch something sweet. terminator or summfin i dunno ill figure it out. where the fuck is my ryan adams vinyl, death set vinyl, and my new jeans ordered those shits like 2 frakkin weeks ago ugh. hate the mail. hate it. this blog sucks

Smokes

so i was at a birthday party last night. im not really a smoker. but in awkward social situations its good to have one. keeps you busy. and after a few beers there pretty good to. last night. i was in a awkward social situation and was a few beers in...what do you think i wanted...exactly!... so i ask someone if i can bum a smoke. and he was like yeah there menthol though....now Ive noticed... every time someone bums a cig to someone and there menthol they warn them first. i don't get it. if you know your smoking lame ass cigs...why buy em. granted cigarettes taste like poop. but adding mint to it just makes it taste like minty poop. don't get it. prob wont ever get it.

another thing that i learned last night. don't get drunk and talk shit about how your undefeatable at air hockey when your in close proximity of a air hockey table. because you just might look stupid when you consecutively get your ass kicked by everyone at the party :( . pshhh....whatevs... if i was sober.. and be makin some money of those jokers. i had a good time though. and make sure you go to the bathroom before you leave and get on the train...cause theres no bathroom on the lightrail...hate it.

wednesday is humpday

man...i so cant wait for the weekend. i really would like to meet the person who came up with the idea for the business week. if i did meet him....pow...right in tha kissa. seriously. work work work for 5 days...and then only 2 days off..like seriously. how's that a good idea. was his last name hitler? prob not. i think work days were around before him...anyfart...

tonight...im going to holly's birfday partay. i cant wait for that. havent seen holly in a while cause hitler decided to create work weeks urgh. and its at game works so it should be pretty fun. beer and time crisis 2...how could it not be right. for her bday im getting her a 40 and the new girl talk cd. hope she digs it. kinda a lame gift. but whatevs.

this weekend...im getting dragged to a college party by jeff..oh boy..hooray...cant wait to drink bud light and listen to some rap songs from 2004...no this is not sarcasm...this is truth..ahha.. it'll actually be probably pretty fun (e). and if its not ill just bail to the kitty kat club. saturday...well we know my views about saturday...but...im leaning on BLB...for some beers and cheap thrills. the good thing about weekends is not having to wear a tie and sit at a desk all day. so no matter what i do itll be exponentially better. watch some sunny season 3...listen to some vinyl...ride my bike...sounds like bliss to me. how do i make my blog look cooler?

its sunday...saturday sucked

what did i tell you....friday night. great time. saturday night shitty....and sunday depressing. this is the weekend norm. for me at least. friday night i went for beer after work with some friends from the office. it was hilarious. basically was just me and kaylee busting jeffs balls the whole time. is there anything better. than erez came over we biked up to Bryant lake bowl like every other friday drank some beers smoked some ciggies had some laughs rode home. breakfast at keys on saturday. i got eggs sunny side up and toast. i asked the waiter if they can put my eggs on top my toast and he gave me the worst look and told me to do it. the rest of breakfast was kind of awkward.

now on to saturday night. or as i like to call it "ugh lame". i was invited to addies party. she lives downtown i live in midtown. while getting ready....what happens...its starts to rain randomly. it was like the nicest day and then 5 min before i leave it rains...ugh. and my umbrellas broken cause it broke when i was last drunk and in the rain, anygays,,,,, stayed home and erez came over. he rented predator on dvd which everyone keeps telling me i need to watch...bout 5 minutes in i pass out and spill beer all over my crotch....its 9:30!. so lame. so i went to bed. woke up at around noon. and have been sloooooowly cleaning my apt the whole day. cleaning...hate it. its boring crap. this week should be good though, no more RNC. and erez is getting everything ready so that we can start recording again. im hungry, so hungry. but dont want to go anyhwere. urgh. im gonna go drink some gin order some skinny jeans and get a sandhwich and watch Alien,...lifes not so bad,

Iregardles

*Disclaimer...im a mess. my life is a shamble*






...Disclaimers are so hot right now.

Thursday

Thursday...usually Thursdays are amazing. why?.... the office and 30 rock are on thursdays. and its the day before friday. and anyone who actually talks to me knows i ride to uptown and drink and bike all night. usually ending up at bryant lake bowl. i love friday nights. i wish they went on forever. saturdays....saturdays suck. theres always this weird pressure of having a good time on a sat. im never fullfilled on a saturday. how cool would it be if tomorrows sat is awesome. it has potential. im going to a party and the only thing im brining is beer and the music...ingredients for fun. sundays. dont get me started. hate sundays. always get depressed on sundays. nothing to do. today was slammin. i got a free cookie and rode to work. i think its gonna rain soon...hate. i dont want to ride home in the rain or take the train. i was looking forward to a nice ride home. what am i doing tonight........what to do. i need to clean, im currently living in the ruins of a castle built of PBR and Black Label beer cans. ill clean....and probably watch a dvd. but i know ill just end up on my laptop all night. such a slave i love it.

i hate the RNC by the way. dont know if id stated that yet. hate working in the middle of it too. i need a vacation. october. mother fuck mother fuck mother fucking deathset!

Nightman Lyrics = Hilarious

Night Man, sneaky and mean
Spider inside my dreams
I think I love you

You make me wanna cry
You make me wanna die
I love you, I love you, I love you,
I love you, I love you
Night Man

Every night you come into my room
And pin me down with your strong arms
You pin me down, and I try to fight you
You come inside me
You fill me up
And I become the Night Man...

It's just 2 men sharing the night
It might seem wrong but it's just right
It's just 2 men sharing each other
It's just 2 men like loving brothers

One on top and one on bottom
One inside and one is out
One is screaming, he's so happy
The other's screamin' a passionate shout

It's the Night Man
I'm feeling so wrong and right, man
I'm feeling so wrong and right, man

I can't fight you, man
When you come inside me
And pin me down with your strong hands
And I become the Night...
The passionate, passionate Night Man