:::Wednesday:::
Well, i'm finally back in Seattle. I love being in the city, there is so much to do, and so much to see! There are so many amazing people to meet and watch, it is something you can only experience in a city like Seattle. I love all the coffee houses, restaurants, and bars. There is always great music any given night, and fun to be had every night of the week.
I'm almost done with school, which is also exciting, because I'll finally have time to enjoy life. Over the last few months I have had to remain inside, during the gorgeous weather that we have been having. It is hopefully the last Summer for a while that I will have to spend indoors.
Well, I'm off to bed.
Well, i'm finally back in Seattle. I love being in the city, there is so much to do, and so much to see! There are so many amazing people to meet and watch, it is something you can only experience in a city like Seattle. I love all the coffee houses, restaurants, and bars. There is always great music any given night, and fun to be had every night of the week.
I'm almost done with school, which is also exciting, because I'll finally have time to enjoy life. Over the last few months I have had to remain inside, during the gorgeous weather that we have been having. It is hopefully the last Summer for a while that I will have to spend indoors.
Well, I'm off to bed.
:::Sunday::::
So it's official, I'm moving back to Seattle! So stoked! However, it only is adding to my current state of "having-a-ton-of-shit-to-do" and it doesn't show any sign of letting up . Adding to my 50 hour work weeks, is the fact that I am still finishing school (including the biggest project of my academic career due this summer) and now this move. Sometimes I wonder how I am able to get anything done at all. I suppose this is what life is all about. Getting things done. Now that I think about it, it would seem that most successful people are able to "get it done" and accomplish what they need to.
It's funny when I think about success, I use to only associate success with money or fame. I've realized that nothing could be farther from the truth. Success is going to be different for everyone. Maybe for the son of a wealthy man, success is defined by the amount of money you make, or, the daughter of a model is gauged on how famous she is. But that isn't what defines me now, or will I ever want it to.
People are so unique, that it doesn't make sense to focus on something like money. In all honest money wasn't always around. Humans use to live off the land and take only what they need. Man would hunt for his food, build his own house, and provide for himself and his family. Now, people rely on business and corporations to provide food, water, and other essential needs. This is why when you have disasters there is such a horrible backlash. You see the true side of the people living in the area and in this world.
Let me put this in perspective:
Let's say that due we lose power, for the next 2 years. What would you do? Probably leave; maybe to where there is power? What if the entire country lost power? How would you eat? Normally you just go to the store, but if there is no power, how will they do business? If water stops running?
These are very real possibilities and for most people the ultimate outcome will be death. Some people are able to hunt and fish for their families, but a majority of the people wouldn't know what to do.
I've completely forgotten what my point was. Damn!
I need to quit smoking weed before I get on and start writing.
So it's official, I'm moving back to Seattle! So stoked! However, it only is adding to my current state of "having-a-ton-of-shit-to-do" and it doesn't show any sign of letting up . Adding to my 50 hour work weeks, is the fact that I am still finishing school (including the biggest project of my academic career due this summer) and now this move. Sometimes I wonder how I am able to get anything done at all. I suppose this is what life is all about. Getting things done. Now that I think about it, it would seem that most successful people are able to "get it done" and accomplish what they need to.
It's funny when I think about success, I use to only associate success with money or fame. I've realized that nothing could be farther from the truth. Success is going to be different for everyone. Maybe for the son of a wealthy man, success is defined by the amount of money you make, or, the daughter of a model is gauged on how famous she is. But that isn't what defines me now, or will I ever want it to.
People are so unique, that it doesn't make sense to focus on something like money. In all honest money wasn't always around. Humans use to live off the land and take only what they need. Man would hunt for his food, build his own house, and provide for himself and his family. Now, people rely on business and corporations to provide food, water, and other essential needs. This is why when you have disasters there is such a horrible backlash. You see the true side of the people living in the area and in this world.
Let me put this in perspective:
Let's say that due we lose power, for the next 2 years. What would you do? Probably leave; maybe to where there is power? What if the entire country lost power? How would you eat? Normally you just go to the store, but if there is no power, how will they do business? If water stops running?
These are very real possibilities and for most people the ultimate outcome will be death. Some people are able to hunt and fish for their families, but a majority of the people wouldn't know what to do.
I've completely forgotten what my point was. Damn!
I need to quit smoking weed before I get on and start writing.
Happy Memorial Day!
I hope everyone has had fun camping, hanging out, doing whatever. Personally I've spent my weekend working. I worked all day Saturday, and I'm going to end up working on Monday too, at least I will get to do that from home! It's cool though, because I don't (or didn't) have any plans for the weekend, and I could use the money. I'm saving to move back to Seattle here in July, so I need some $$$! I can't even begin to tell you how excited I am to get back to the city! Living in Tacoma just isn't doing it for me anymore. Besides, I'm about to graduate from college, and I'm also sick of driving 45 miles to work every day. 90 miles round trip FUCKING BLOWS! Not to mention I have to drive through on of the worst spots for traffic in the country! FML!!!
Anyways, just thought I'd say hi.
Keep it real.
I hope everyone has had fun camping, hanging out, doing whatever. Personally I've spent my weekend working. I worked all day Saturday, and I'm going to end up working on Monday too, at least I will get to do that from home! It's cool though, because I don't (or didn't) have any plans for the weekend, and I could use the money. I'm saving to move back to Seattle here in July, so I need some $$$! I can't even begin to tell you how excited I am to get back to the city! Living in Tacoma just isn't doing it for me anymore. Besides, I'm about to graduate from college, and I'm also sick of driving 45 miles to work every day. 90 miles round trip FUCKING BLOWS! Not to mention I have to drive through on of the worst spots for traffic in the country! FML!!!
Anyways, just thought I'd say hi.
Keep it real.
So there I was dreaming this wonderful dream....
I was driving an old '57 pink Cadillac and I had just grabbed a coffee or something. I was sitting in this parking lot, and I see this beautiful woman sitting outside this strip club. I decide to cruise over to her and say hi. When I get there she is distraught and angry. I ask her if she wants to get in and tell me about it. She agrees, but only if she can drive. I say okay and she pulls out of the parking lot, and then back in (it's a dream, don't ask). I decide to scoot closer to her, and sit in the middle. It's an old Chevy, so there is a bench and when I go and put my seat belt on, I just happen to touch her ass. She giggles and tells me how pissed off she is at her boss and how she is just going to sit outside and get paid. We talk and somehow she decides to give me a lap dance in the car. She sits on my lap and.... Farts.
This was a real dream, and all this really happened. This has got to be the weirdest thing that has ever happened to me. As it turns out, my dog, who snores, may have induced this passing of gas. Still, I thought it was some funny shit.
Blaino
Anyone else ever gotten a lap dance and had a stripper fart in your face? Lol... I need to lay off the drugs...
I was driving an old '57 pink Cadillac and I had just grabbed a coffee or something. I was sitting in this parking lot, and I see this beautiful woman sitting outside this strip club. I decide to cruise over to her and say hi. When I get there she is distraught and angry. I ask her if she wants to get in and tell me about it. She agrees, but only if she can drive. I say okay and she pulls out of the parking lot, and then back in (it's a dream, don't ask). I decide to scoot closer to her, and sit in the middle. It's an old Chevy, so there is a bench and when I go and put my seat belt on, I just happen to touch her ass. She giggles and tells me how pissed off she is at her boss and how she is just going to sit outside and get paid. We talk and somehow she decides to give me a lap dance in the car. She sits on my lap and.... Farts.
This was a real dream, and all this really happened. This has got to be the weirdest thing that has ever happened to me. As it turns out, my dog, who snores, may have induced this passing of gas. Still, I thought it was some funny shit.
Blaino
Anyone else ever gotten a lap dance and had a stripper fart in your face? Lol... I need to lay off the drugs...
So I just caught my talking dirty to one of my friends and I caught her stealing my drugs. I guess that is what you get when you date a dirty whore. I thought I had learned my lesson, but the sex is so damn good I can't help myself. But I refuse to hang out with someone who steals my shit and cheat on me.
One of these days I'll learn.
One of these days I'll learn.
So I disabled my account when I found out that new customers could subscribe to a year of service for $30 bucks. I told the sites administration that I would gladly return when I could get a year for $30 bucks. They told me to kick rocks. I did. Then I got an email saying "Come back for $30 bucks!"
Fuck you Suicide Girls admin. I win
Fuck you Suicide Girls admin. I win
