blah. that is the extent of things right now. after a couple of unreal warm , sometimes rainy days, in CLT its getting cold. no, not cold like the northern US and canucks are dealing with, but colder. i hate cold rain. makes me want to sleep.
this week is going so slow too. feels like it should be a sunday and its only thursday. i am supposed to go to an xmas party tonight through the volleyball league that i work/play for. but i don't know if i want to. first they wait to give me the flyers to hand out until last night. the party was schedule two months ago and i got my flyers last night? the night before th party? and then to piss me off even more, they spelled my name wrong. the kicker was that it was my first name, jared, (same as the subway asshole) that they butchered instead of my last name that nobody every gets right. they transposed the R and E to make it jaerd. you gotta be dry humping me.
and tomorrow night i have my work xmas party which is at some country club that i have to wear a sport coat to. here is a question: what sport do you play in a sport coat? exactly.
in keeping with the whole seinfeld-esque questions thing, what is with people who ASK you about a change you are making in your personal look? i have been working on the beard (yes, its work) for about three weeks now. and i know it didn't just all pop out of my face at once. so why do people after three weeks just walk up and ask, "whats up with the beard?" what do you mean? then its all about when am i going to shave or who i look like. i look like me with a beard and i will shave when ever the fuck i want to. how is that?
deep breath.
and i am back.
questions seem to work in journal entries, so...
is there a book, album, song, poem, or something that changed the way you were? like changed the way you acted or thought about things in your daily life?
this week is going so slow too. feels like it should be a sunday and its only thursday. i am supposed to go to an xmas party tonight through the volleyball league that i work/play for. but i don't know if i want to. first they wait to give me the flyers to hand out until last night. the party was schedule two months ago and i got my flyers last night? the night before th party? and then to piss me off even more, they spelled my name wrong. the kicker was that it was my first name, jared, (same as the subway asshole) that they butchered instead of my last name that nobody every gets right. they transposed the R and E to make it jaerd. you gotta be dry humping me.
and tomorrow night i have my work xmas party which is at some country club that i have to wear a sport coat to. here is a question: what sport do you play in a sport coat? exactly.
in keeping with the whole seinfeld-esque questions thing, what is with people who ASK you about a change you are making in your personal look? i have been working on the beard (yes, its work) for about three weeks now. and i know it didn't just all pop out of my face at once. so why do people after three weeks just walk up and ask, "whats up with the beard?" what do you mean? then its all about when am i going to shave or who i look like. i look like me with a beard and i will shave when ever the fuck i want to. how is that?
deep breath.
and i am back.
questions seem to work in journal entries, so...
is there a book, album, song, poem, or something that changed the way you were? like changed the way you acted or thought about things in your daily life?
Where did that beard come from????