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On a day where I thought I would get a bunch of shit accomplished, I sit around and do nothing for the better part of the day and fuck up the paint on my snowboard. I cut out a bunch of shapes, to make a camo type pattern on the deck of my board, but over sprayed the ever loving shit out of it.
Ive always had the idea of moving to Japan for a year or more to teach the English language. I hear it pays very well, and I love to travel. It keeps popping back in my head and toying with me.
On a day where I thought I would get a bunch of shit accomplished, I sit around and do nothing for the better part of the day and fuck up the paint on my snowboard. I cut out a bunch of shapes, to make a camo type pattern on the deck of my board, but over sprayed the ever loving shit out of it.
Ive always had the idea of moving to Japan for a year or more to teach the English language. I hear it pays very well, and I love to travel. It keeps popping back in my head and toying with me.
I am about to get the compy fixed, other then the fact that I cant download a damn thing other then a music cd, I cant seem to access anything on the "MY SG" page, everytime I try it boots me off and I get some stupid error code. So woo mother fucking hoo for that shit right there!
Went to Gonzo's 30th party last night, as I was walking around saying hello I happened into a circle of people smoking some herb and figured what the hell. I dont really smoke that often anymore, and I really disliked it to the point that I told myself to not smoke in mass social settings anymore. I got VERY quiet and just kept zoning out. Everytime I tried to jump into a conversation, I blathered some incoherent bullshit and felt like everyone was looking at me like I had a cock growing on my forehead. I bought Gonzo a bottle of Spyritus, its 192 proof Polish vodka, and it goes without saying that its got some fucking kick to it. I decided to do a shot and felt like it was sitting in my throat the whole night, hadnt brought anything other then that and some Kettle 1, I had nothing to wash it down with since I really dont drink vodka. lol Im a dumbass sometimes, what can I say? Had a stomach ache for the better part of the night until I left. Thats the end of that right? ....
I wake up this morning to the little bit of snow that we fell, which got me all excited for snowboarding season, especially since Creek is opening in a week. Started making a playlist for when I do go riding, and special thanks to zoo for telling my uninformed ass how lol Took a nap somewhere around 2 or 3 and woke up with a shitty taste in my mouth. Go to the sink to wash my mouth out and realize that my mouth is full of blood. Started freaking the fuck out, went to the emergency room, told them about the Spyritus from the night before, they stick some camera tube down my throat and tell me I it burned through the lining of my fucking throat! God damn polish moonshine!!!! lol He told me I would be fine in a day or 2 and gave me some meds to speed the healing and all is good. But for fucks sake!!! Dumbass shit like this always seems to happen to me, but I wouldnt trade my eventful life in for anything.
Went to Gonzo's 30th party last night, as I was walking around saying hello I happened into a circle of people smoking some herb and figured what the hell. I dont really smoke that often anymore, and I really disliked it to the point that I told myself to not smoke in mass social settings anymore. I got VERY quiet and just kept zoning out. Everytime I tried to jump into a conversation, I blathered some incoherent bullshit and felt like everyone was looking at me like I had a cock growing on my forehead. I bought Gonzo a bottle of Spyritus, its 192 proof Polish vodka, and it goes without saying that its got some fucking kick to it. I decided to do a shot and felt like it was sitting in my throat the whole night, hadnt brought anything other then that and some Kettle 1, I had nothing to wash it down with since I really dont drink vodka. lol Im a dumbass sometimes, what can I say? Had a stomach ache for the better part of the night until I left. Thats the end of that right? ....
I wake up this morning to the little bit of snow that we fell, which got me all excited for snowboarding season, especially since Creek is opening in a week. Started making a playlist for when I do go riding, and special thanks to zoo for telling my uninformed ass how lol Took a nap somewhere around 2 or 3 and woke up with a shitty taste in my mouth. Go to the sink to wash my mouth out and realize that my mouth is full of blood. Started freaking the fuck out, went to the emergency room, told them about the Spyritus from the night before, they stick some camera tube down my throat and tell me I it burned through the lining of my fucking throat! God damn polish moonshine!!!! lol He told me I would be fine in a day or 2 and gave me some meds to speed the healing and all is good. But for fucks sake!!! Dumbass shit like this always seems to happen to me, but I wouldnt trade my eventful life in for anything.
Ok, one more time .... Nahz-drov-yeh ... get it? got it? good! 
So I have a rare 3 day weekend, off Sunday, Monday, Tuesday. Yesterday was pretty cool, went n hung out in the city with zoo n gonzo, went to the museum of natural history. Oddly enough the highlights were leaving the museum where some hindu looking dude walks by chanting "Poonani for Russia! Russia! Russia! Russia!" and waiting for the train in Seacaucus some big chubby dude in a Rangers jersey yells out, in a very old school Bugsy the mobster voice, "I had a breakfast burrito yeeeeeeeeeah"
So far so good as far as the weekend is concerned, somewhere in here I need to paint the finishing touches on my snowboard, take my dog to the park and frolic in the mud, and take a fuck load of tests for Honda, well actually 13 left before Decmeber 8th. Want to at least get that down to single digits before my weekend is done. Anyway, need some bright ideas for what to do these next 2 days, holler people, make with the ideas already!
So I have a rare 3 day weekend, off Sunday, Monday, Tuesday. Yesterday was pretty cool, went n hung out in the city with zoo n gonzo, went to the museum of natural history. Oddly enough the highlights were leaving the museum where some hindu looking dude walks by chanting "Poonani for Russia! Russia! Russia! Russia!" and waiting for the train in Seacaucus some big chubby dude in a Rangers jersey yells out, in a very old school Bugsy the mobster voice, "I had a breakfast burrito yeeeeeeeeeah"
So far so good as far as the weekend is concerned, somewhere in here I need to paint the finishing touches on my snowboard, take my dog to the park and frolic in the mud, and take a fuck load of tests for Honda, well actually 13 left before Decmeber 8th. Want to at least get that down to single digits before my weekend is done. Anyway, need some bright ideas for what to do these next 2 days, holler people, make with the ideas already!
Ok, enough of that depressing nonsense, but one last note ... kind of weird, but since my friends wake, I have been in a really good mood. Maybe it just made me appreciate life a little more and forget all the nonsense that comes along with it.
Work has been awesome, feels really weird to say, but I actually enjoy my job. The days go by really fast, I make a very decent salary and I am about to get a 50% raise. My boss sings my praises to the owners and general manager, and customers have been leaving me high survey scores. Other then the occasional asshole, this job is the greatest! It only helps things that just about everyone there is a clown and the work day is usually filled with alot of jokes and laughter. :::breaks out in song ... Couldnt ask for anything mooooore!! :::
I added 3 pictures on here, I keep forgetting how to resize them and my computer sucks my balls otherwise I would have a whole bunch of pictures up in this piece. One with hair, another with Raab himself, and I forget what the other is right now, but they are all in the same album.
I should be totally taking a nap right now, going to QXT's for the first time tonight, some blackout party. SGNJ event, should be loads of fun, and I should totally be taking a nap right now ..... actually, thats just what I will do.
Work has been awesome, feels really weird to say, but I actually enjoy my job. The days go by really fast, I make a very decent salary and I am about to get a 50% raise. My boss sings my praises to the owners and general manager, and customers have been leaving me high survey scores. Other then the occasional asshole, this job is the greatest! It only helps things that just about everyone there is a clown and the work day is usually filled with alot of jokes and laughter. :::breaks out in song ... Couldnt ask for anything mooooore!! :::
I added 3 pictures on here, I keep forgetting how to resize them and my computer sucks my balls otherwise I would have a whole bunch of pictures up in this piece. One with hair, another with Raab himself, and I forget what the other is right now, but they are all in the same album.
I should be totally taking a nap right now, going to QXT's for the first time tonight, some blackout party. SGNJ event, should be loads of fun, and I should totally be taking a nap right now ..... actually, thats just what I will do.
Ugggggggggggggggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Day started with me waking up late for work, half hour late, boss was cool about it, whatever. I seemed to have all the problematic customers today, but didnt let it get to me. I was supposed to close, and about half an hour before all the other advisors left for the day, my friend Tiffany texts me telling me one of our friends just died. Kind of knew it was coming, he was diagnosed with 3 kinds of cancer a month and a half ago. Didnt expect him to go so soon, and I kind of lost it and couldnt move or talk or look at anyone. My boss told me he would close for me, but I stayed anyway, and so did he. I dunno ..... just makes you appreciate things a little more and makes you want to fight for the things after some shit like this happens ...... to much on my mind, someone rescue me and take me out for some beers please?
Day started with me waking up late for work, half hour late, boss was cool about it, whatever. I seemed to have all the problematic customers today, but didnt let it get to me. I was supposed to close, and about half an hour before all the other advisors left for the day, my friend Tiffany texts me telling me one of our friends just died. Kind of knew it was coming, he was diagnosed with 3 kinds of cancer a month and a half ago. Didnt expect him to go so soon, and I kind of lost it and couldnt move or talk or look at anyone. My boss told me he would close for me, but I stayed anyway, and so did he. I dunno ..... just makes you appreciate things a little more and makes you want to fight for the things after some shit like this happens ...... to much on my mind, someone rescue me and take me out for some beers please?
Heads up, this is a little bit of a long winded venting session. So this is how my birthday pans out .....
I work Friday, go home, take a nap, wake up at midnight, perfect timing for the start of my birthday. Get dressed and head down to the local bar down the road from my house where a couple of my buddies are waiting. Have a couple drinks, and all but 1 of them leave after half an hour. My friends girlfriend shows up and buys me some shots. An old co worker shows up. Bump into 2 ex girlfriends, which was a bit of a bummer, but no biggie. My buddy goes to have a smoke and disappears for an hour, figure he was encouraged by my egging on of him to go talk to a certain girl that i dont see anymore either. Come to find out he had been in the bathroom throwing up the entire time. He staggers up to me and asks me to drive him home, lol not quite the way I figured the night would work out, but took the role reversal in stride and left. He throws up 3 times on the way home, and I make my way back to the bar, where another ex is there to greet me. Blow her off and that was it for the nights events.
Wake up the next morning still undecided as far as what I want to do. Ruled out Atlantic City because only 2 people wanted to go. So I dwindled down the options to ....
A. comedy club in NYC, where Dave Attell and 2 chappelle show writers were gonna be, followed by a bar 4 doors down from the comedy club.
B. Dave and busters which is a bar/restaurant/video game place, with regular video games as well as the ones where you win dumb ass prizes.
C. some random local bar.
In the middle of deciding my buddy calls me and offers me 2 free tickets to see the Nets vs. Celtics, Boston had made a bunch of trades for some really good guys and are now a very good team, so needless to say, this was something I very much wanted to see. Never thought I would have so much difficulty getting someone to accept a free ticket to a good game like this ..... I even got turned down by my dad who had already had plans for the night, so I gave up and told my buddy to give them to someone else and thank you for the sentiment.
Of the 3 options, I was looking forward to the comedy club the most. I start texting all my friends, 95% of them flake, but to their defense, I didnt give anyone much notice. Everything kinda fell through and I kinda scrapped the idea of going out all together and was unhappily content with spending the night at home watching movies. Couple of SGNJ peeps text me to let me know that they were at a bar. I decide to go, on the way there, my friend calls me and asks me to come over since her and her bf bought me a present. I ask for a rain check and tell them I am on my way to the bar, they guilt trip the ever loving shit out of me, and I reluctantly say I would stop by and hang out. The whole time I am at the bar with the SG crew, my friend is texting me asking me if I have left yet, I was having fun, but getting annoyed by my friends persistence, so I leave. I get to their house and they are all curled up on the couch looking half asleep. They give me my present, a candle, and say, "we are tired and going to bed". So Im just like fuck it, Im going home, on my ride, my friend calls me and is like, "Im not letting you mope around on your birthday" So I meet her at the bar, where she is hanging all over some dude. I figure I will just roll with the punches and strike up conversation with some chick. Mindless conversation, but better then sitting there twiddling my thumbs. I leave there and decide to call the SG peeps to see if they are still out, the contents of the conversation .... if you can call it that arent important, but I get hung up on twice. I go home, smoked a bowl and passed out.
There wasnt anything obscenely horrific about the night, but it seemed much more promising leading up to it. Sprinkle in some other more personal things that I wont get into, and it was a less then desirable birthday outcome. Ill just start planning for next year now I guess.
P.S. Thank you to everyone who lefts me birthday wishes!
I work Friday, go home, take a nap, wake up at midnight, perfect timing for the start of my birthday. Get dressed and head down to the local bar down the road from my house where a couple of my buddies are waiting. Have a couple drinks, and all but 1 of them leave after half an hour. My friends girlfriend shows up and buys me some shots. An old co worker shows up. Bump into 2 ex girlfriends, which was a bit of a bummer, but no biggie. My buddy goes to have a smoke and disappears for an hour, figure he was encouraged by my egging on of him to go talk to a certain girl that i dont see anymore either. Come to find out he had been in the bathroom throwing up the entire time. He staggers up to me and asks me to drive him home, lol not quite the way I figured the night would work out, but took the role reversal in stride and left. He throws up 3 times on the way home, and I make my way back to the bar, where another ex is there to greet me. Blow her off and that was it for the nights events.
Wake up the next morning still undecided as far as what I want to do. Ruled out Atlantic City because only 2 people wanted to go. So I dwindled down the options to ....
A. comedy club in NYC, where Dave Attell and 2 chappelle show writers were gonna be, followed by a bar 4 doors down from the comedy club.
B. Dave and busters which is a bar/restaurant/video game place, with regular video games as well as the ones where you win dumb ass prizes.
C. some random local bar.
In the middle of deciding my buddy calls me and offers me 2 free tickets to see the Nets vs. Celtics, Boston had made a bunch of trades for some really good guys and are now a very good team, so needless to say, this was something I very much wanted to see. Never thought I would have so much difficulty getting someone to accept a free ticket to a good game like this ..... I even got turned down by my dad who had already had plans for the night, so I gave up and told my buddy to give them to someone else and thank you for the sentiment.
Of the 3 options, I was looking forward to the comedy club the most. I start texting all my friends, 95% of them flake, but to their defense, I didnt give anyone much notice. Everything kinda fell through and I kinda scrapped the idea of going out all together and was unhappily content with spending the night at home watching movies. Couple of SGNJ peeps text me to let me know that they were at a bar. I decide to go, on the way there, my friend calls me and asks me to come over since her and her bf bought me a present. I ask for a rain check and tell them I am on my way to the bar, they guilt trip the ever loving shit out of me, and I reluctantly say I would stop by and hang out. The whole time I am at the bar with the SG crew, my friend is texting me asking me if I have left yet, I was having fun, but getting annoyed by my friends persistence, so I leave. I get to their house and they are all curled up on the couch looking half asleep. They give me my present, a candle, and say, "we are tired and going to bed". So Im just like fuck it, Im going home, on my ride, my friend calls me and is like, "Im not letting you mope around on your birthday" So I meet her at the bar, where she is hanging all over some dude. I figure I will just roll with the punches and strike up conversation with some chick. Mindless conversation, but better then sitting there twiddling my thumbs. I leave there and decide to call the SG peeps to see if they are still out, the contents of the conversation .... if you can call it that arent important, but I get hung up on twice. I go home, smoked a bowl and passed out.
There wasnt anything obscenely horrific about the night, but it seemed much more promising leading up to it. Sprinkle in some other more personal things that I wont get into, and it was a less then desirable birthday outcome. Ill just start planning for next year now I guess.
P.S. Thank you to everyone who lefts me birthday wishes!
Ok, Saturday November 10th is my birthday. Not sure exactly what I plan on doing, but the ideas so far would be Atlantic City, NYC, or some local bar. Kind of debating right now. The city always seems to be an expensive night out, Atlantic City won't be cheap either, but would be a little more worthwhile. I always end up at some local bar it seems, so not sure if I want to do that. Anyway, if anyone wants to come, let me know, I am just not feeling up to making a shitload of personal invitations, so whoever reads this is more then welcome to come. Oh, and if anyone has any cool suggestions, I am more then open to ideas. Holler
Holy FUCK!!!!! I want to stab someone in the eye today ..........
I mean, I really cant complain, I have been at my job for 2 months almost, and today was the first day that it was just extraordinarily shitty. Not bad if you average it out, but this one made up for the other smoother days.
One even stood out above all the rest, this younger chick and her mother come in, I ask them if they need help. She immediately bum rushes me and is all in my face about her radio not working. Mind you, this crazy bitch brings her car in about 40 minutes before the mechanics leave for the day, so I tell her this, and tell her she needs an appointment. At which she starts telling me how far she has driven. I apologize, and tell her she can leave it for the next day. She snaps that she needs her car and cant leave it. I tell her she can drop it off another time or leave it and we can give her a loaner. The fuckin mental patient tells me she is not old enough to drive a rental car. I ask her how old she is, she tells me 21 as tears start to build up in her eyes. I tell her she can drive one of our cars, and that we are not a rental agency. Psycho starts ballin something incoherent, to which I have no obvious response because, I understood NONE of what the nut case had just said. Meanwhile the mother is standing there in awe of her over dramatic daughter and has nothing further to say. Well long story short, psycho goes to get her car so we can take a quick look at it, and my assistant manager starts to rip into me about how I should have handled that better, and that I should be helping her instead of passing her off to someone else. Mind you, I have been doing this specific job for 2 months and had no fucking clue how to deal with this bitch. I rip right back into him and we are going at it while psycho n her mom are watching. Anyway, he came back and apologized later, and my real boss called to apologize again, but it was a fucked up end to a fucked up day to say the least.
I mean, I really cant complain, I have been at my job for 2 months almost, and today was the first day that it was just extraordinarily shitty. Not bad if you average it out, but this one made up for the other smoother days.
One even stood out above all the rest, this younger chick and her mother come in, I ask them if they need help. She immediately bum rushes me and is all in my face about her radio not working. Mind you, this crazy bitch brings her car in about 40 minutes before the mechanics leave for the day, so I tell her this, and tell her she needs an appointment. At which she starts telling me how far she has driven. I apologize, and tell her she can leave it for the next day. She snaps that she needs her car and cant leave it. I tell her she can drop it off another time or leave it and we can give her a loaner. The fuckin mental patient tells me she is not old enough to drive a rental car. I ask her how old she is, she tells me 21 as tears start to build up in her eyes. I tell her she can drive one of our cars, and that we are not a rental agency. Psycho starts ballin something incoherent, to which I have no obvious response because, I understood NONE of what the nut case had just said. Meanwhile the mother is standing there in awe of her over dramatic daughter and has nothing further to say. Well long story short, psycho goes to get her car so we can take a quick look at it, and my assistant manager starts to rip into me about how I should have handled that better, and that I should be helping her instead of passing her off to someone else. Mind you, I have been doing this specific job for 2 months and had no fucking clue how to deal with this bitch. I rip right back into him and we are going at it while psycho n her mom are watching. Anyway, he came back and apologized later, and my real boss called to apologize again, but it was a fucked up end to a fucked up day to say the least.
Good god, I cant believe I am actually awake this early, going from a job where I would work until 3 AM to a job where I have to wake up at 5:30 AM was a much easier transition then I anticipated. I have also found that every morning when I wake up, I get some random song stuck in my head, whats weird about it is that I dont wake up to a radio, I wake up to my cell phone, so how the song gets stuck in my head is beyond me. Today was some Kazakhastan song from the Borat movie ...... I havent even seen that movie in a few months. lol Dont get it, maybe my dreams have a soundtrack.
I am a semi professional guinea pig. I go to a number of different testing places, some put a patch on your back with a dab of makeup on it to see if you get an allergic reaction, others make you use a shampoo, others are interviews about random things. All pay well. Yesterday I got $150 for talking about my favorite alcohols for an hour. SWEEEEEEEEEET To bad nothing was going on this weekend for me to blow my money on lol Anyone doing anything cool this weekend?
I am a semi professional guinea pig. I go to a number of different testing places, some put a patch on your back with a dab of makeup on it to see if you get an allergic reaction, others make you use a shampoo, others are interviews about random things. All pay well. Yesterday I got $150 for talking about my favorite alcohols for an hour. SWEEEEEEEEEET
To bad nothing was going on this weekend for me to blow my money on lol Anyone doing anything cool this weekend?
Went to SGNJ 6 flags trip today, ditched my cousins wedding to go. Also could have gone to the Jets-Giants game, think I made the right decision. Loads of fun. Never have been on that many roller coasters before. I usually wuss out of some. Didnt this time till the very end, and that was just because my back was killing me at that point.
All I got to say is this ......
Recalculate my balls in your mouth ..... stupid whore!!!!
All I got to say is this ......
Recalculate my balls in your mouth ..... stupid whore!!!!
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