Time for another journal update.
I hate using this peice of shit computer, it is so fucking slow, i can't believe it. Mayhaps I should just buy a new one-and stop complaining about this Flinstonesque peice of poo.
Ok, I had Friday off. I took the day off, so I could go see a friend and co-worker in a rap competition in a neighboring city. I'm not a fan of rap, but wanted to show my support of my bud-so I went with about 14 other fellows from work. we ate lunch before hand, and had a good time. We managed to get to the event(which was being held at a shopping mall), and to our surprise, we're the first ones there pretty much. So we snatched the front row-the entire front row, and proceed to wait until the contest begins. Our friend is the third competitor, and he does fairly well. This would be the first time I ever saw him perform, and I was really impressed. he managed to get everybody worked up, and moving to his grooving. And after all 5 competitors went-it was clear he should win. He got the audience participation, and honestly performed the best. However, the contest was run by a rather corrupt radio station out of Milwaukee-who also sponsered (so it seemed) one of te other competitors. Guess who won, that's right-this Usher duechebag wanna be that was sponsered by the radio station. Peice of shit. It turned out, the whole audience was pissed about it when it was announced, and ooh la la, a fight broke out. I left immediately. Fucking stupidity. Most of the people fighting were the teenie booper fans, mostly girls. Though it would have been entertaining to watch, i thought it was best to just go.
So I get home, and decide to go out again. I'm bored, and it's still early. So I end up going to a few bars, and come back home in boredom. My roommate gets home, gets a call from his convict friend-and we all decide to go out again.
His friend brings another annoying drunk SOB, who manages to tell met he same story 20 fucking times. He switches to another story an hour later, and proceeds to spew the details out over and over again for another 30 times. I'm getting pissed at this point, and want to just leave. However, my roomies convict friend manages to get in a fight at the bar, and they leave.
So I'm sitting there, finishing my beer, talking to the bartender, and in walks 'repeating story man', who also decides he wants to get in a fight. The bartender brings it to my attention, and I try to get the idiot out of the bar. This guy is a real stubborn dick, and decides he wants to stay and 'pick up' girls-which no lie, was not going to happen unless the girls were either blind and/or deaf. My roomie comes back to retrieve idiot, and we leave.
So let's see, essentially 3 fucking fights in one night. Did I learn my lesson, no. I went out on Saturday night to. I didn't want to, but managed to get talked into it. I was just going to go to my friends house, for a party he was throwing. I wasn't planning on staying long, but i did anyway. And who should walk in? A month and a half year old calf. I shit you not, one of his cows got out, and walked into the house. Only in this godforsaken state could this happen. Ok, maybe Iowa to, but I doubt I'll ever see this happen again.
So today, I spent most of the day at home, resting and catching up with sleep. I did go out to dinner with several friends, and we had a good time. This is part of the Soprano appreciation group of friends-who thanks to me having HBO, come over to watch it after dinner. I don't mind though, it was nice not having to watch it by myself for once.
And I suppose I've rambled on for to long. A big bonus today, was loggin into SG, and finding that Synnove had done a 'scribble' sketch, and posted the pic on my journal page. It made me smile, and if you want to see it, please scroll back on my last journal entry. I feel guilty updating my page now.
Also, check out www.inknpink.com-it'll piss you off, and it was borught to my attention by a friend of mine. What pisses me off more, is it's started by a member of this site. I brought it to Missy's attention-but I really don't know if anything can be done about it legally. ARGGGGGGGGGHHH!!!
I hate using this peice of shit computer, it is so fucking slow, i can't believe it. Mayhaps I should just buy a new one-and stop complaining about this Flinstonesque peice of poo.
Ok, I had Friday off. I took the day off, so I could go see a friend and co-worker in a rap competition in a neighboring city. I'm not a fan of rap, but wanted to show my support of my bud-so I went with about 14 other fellows from work. we ate lunch before hand, and had a good time. We managed to get to the event(which was being held at a shopping mall), and to our surprise, we're the first ones there pretty much. So we snatched the front row-the entire front row, and proceed to wait until the contest begins. Our friend is the third competitor, and he does fairly well. This would be the first time I ever saw him perform, and I was really impressed. he managed to get everybody worked up, and moving to his grooving. And after all 5 competitors went-it was clear he should win. He got the audience participation, and honestly performed the best. However, the contest was run by a rather corrupt radio station out of Milwaukee-who also sponsered (so it seemed) one of te other competitors. Guess who won, that's right-this Usher duechebag wanna be that was sponsered by the radio station. Peice of shit. It turned out, the whole audience was pissed about it when it was announced, and ooh la la, a fight broke out. I left immediately. Fucking stupidity. Most of the people fighting were the teenie booper fans, mostly girls. Though it would have been entertaining to watch, i thought it was best to just go.
So I get home, and decide to go out again. I'm bored, and it's still early. So I end up going to a few bars, and come back home in boredom. My roommate gets home, gets a call from his convict friend-and we all decide to go out again.
His friend brings another annoying drunk SOB, who manages to tell met he same story 20 fucking times. He switches to another story an hour later, and proceeds to spew the details out over and over again for another 30 times. I'm getting pissed at this point, and want to just leave. However, my roomies convict friend manages to get in a fight at the bar, and they leave.
So I'm sitting there, finishing my beer, talking to the bartender, and in walks 'repeating story man', who also decides he wants to get in a fight. The bartender brings it to my attention, and I try to get the idiot out of the bar. This guy is a real stubborn dick, and decides he wants to stay and 'pick up' girls-which no lie, was not going to happen unless the girls were either blind and/or deaf. My roomie comes back to retrieve idiot, and we leave.
So let's see, essentially 3 fucking fights in one night. Did I learn my lesson, no. I went out on Saturday night to. I didn't want to, but managed to get talked into it. I was just going to go to my friends house, for a party he was throwing. I wasn't planning on staying long, but i did anyway. And who should walk in? A month and a half year old calf. I shit you not, one of his cows got out, and walked into the house. Only in this godforsaken state could this happen. Ok, maybe Iowa to, but I doubt I'll ever see this happen again.
So today, I spent most of the day at home, resting and catching up with sleep. I did go out to dinner with several friends, and we had a good time. This is part of the Soprano appreciation group of friends-who thanks to me having HBO, come over to watch it after dinner. I don't mind though, it was nice not having to watch it by myself for once.
And I suppose I've rambled on for to long. A big bonus today, was loggin into SG, and finding that Synnove had done a 'scribble' sketch, and posted the pic on my journal page. It made me smile, and if you want to see it, please scroll back on my last journal entry. I feel guilty updating my page now.
Also, check out www.inknpink.com-it'll piss you off, and it was borught to my attention by a friend of mine. What pisses me off more, is it's started by a member of this site. I brought it to Missy's attention-but I really don't know if anything can be done about it legally. ARGGGGGGGGGHHH!!!
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i would love to see the kind of stuff that an artist would make as a one-off piece though...total opposite end of the scale production wise. but i'm not suprised that their pieces are expensive, cos even the simplest takes so much work .
so I guess I was right...God does hate me.