Life has been trying to kick me in the dick, I am just going to wear a cup from now on lol

Sometime last week I am at work and its slow, towards the end of the day and I see one of my co-workers going out to have a ciggarette. They dont like us to go more then one at a time, so to be funny, I ran to beat him out the door. Well, had been raining all day and the floor in to the service pull up is painted and wet, I was wearing sneakers so I go flying as soon as my foot hits the painted surface. Phone goes flying, I'm laying in a giant puddle, nothing more then my pride hurt at that point. Get up walk pver to my phone and notice the screen has a crazy spider web looking crack. Figure, fuck it have had that phone for almost 3 years, it was time for a new one anyway. As I am standing there, I notice my foot starting to get wet, look at the bottom of my shoe and its split wide open. lol Figure fuck it needed new work shoes before winter anyway.

Fast forward 30 minutes and its time to go home, one of the techs comes up to me and tells me one of my tires is flat. I laugh it off and pull my car into the shop, put it up in the air and notice the damn thing has got 4 bubbles in the sidewall, good thing I got the flat, could have blown out I rationalize. Plug the tire, fill it with air, take 2 steps away and the fucking tire explodes. lol Again figure that it was better that it happened now then while I was driving on the road. Call up my buddy at Subaru and ask them if they have a car since they are taking it in for paint anyway. He does, I drop it off and decide to replace all 4 tires since they suck balls anyway. On a whim also decide that I want the gold bbs rims like the old subie had, ask him what kind of deal he can give me and he tells me his cost, which knocks off about $600. I tell him to replace the rims and tires and plan to keep the old rims as winter wheels to match up with some snow tires at the end of the year.

As I am driving home, I see a verizon store and decide that phone is fucked, might as well get a new one. Drop some loot on the Blackberry Bold and am on my way. Passing one of the bigger malls in the area, I then decide that I need new shoes anyway, might as well get those now too. Walk around to a few places, decide to go back to one of the first spots and to try some on. Try on a half dozen different ones, decide on a pair and start browsing the store since I never go to the mall. After about 5 minutes or so, I reach in my pocket and notice my brand spanking new cell phone isnt in my pocket anymore. Run back to where I was trying on shoes and see a teenage asian girl texting on her phone. Ask her if she had seen a phone lying there and she looks up, shoots me the snottiest look ever and says "NO!" Immediately I think the little hooker stole my shit and contemplate asking the manager to call security. Start looking around and see a tiny piece of something black sticking out of the cushion of the couch I was sitting on right next to the asian bitch, sure enough, its my phone .... sigh. lol

Leave the mall, head home and by the time I get in, its 9:45pm, had been up since 6am for work that morning. Eat a really late dinner and decide to go right to sleep. Tossing and turning for hours till about 1:30 guess the adrenaline from the days events caught up, was late for work the next day, but a crazy sequence of events none the less.

Last Tuesday I went to the doc to have random blood work done. I donate blood and like to make sure I dont have anything, std's or otherwise. Chick tells me that it will be 2-3 days. Call her friday afternoon and tell them that I will be at work all day and to make sure to call my cell. She says hold on, lemme see if we have the tests in yet while I have you on the phone. Goes and checks, comes back on a minute later and says, you are going to have to come down and review the test results with a doctor ...... my heart sank to my stomach and I start flipping out telling her I am at work for another 6 hours and she needs to tell me if I have anything right now. She says, "sir, why are you over reacting, this is a cholestorol test." I think for a second and ask her the first name on the test, bitch tells me my mothers name. I scream, do I sound like a fucking woman???? She says no, I tell her my first name and she goes to check again, comes back within 10 seconds and says "Mr. Blaze******, I am so sorry, we actually already called your house, all your tests came back negative, you are fine" lol

Moral of my rambling stories are .... Fuck you life, you ain't gettin me down!
Picture filled blog next time around with inevitable new and improved and sexier then ever Subie pics.
Shake it easy ya'll