jermhawk

Well my since my aunt is stll conscious she was givin the choice, either go on a tracheotomy feeding tube and a resporator in a nursing home or take morphine and waite to die. That decision would suck! But it is hers to make which help the rest of the family. I would pick B.

I had a gay friend try to hook up with me last night. I really doubt i led him on. We were both really drunk but still he was getting alittle out of control. It was the closest i have ever came to going the "other" way. He was getting touchy feely and it felt icky to me. I am proud of myself for not hitting him, years earlier i certainly would have.

I'm really not a very sensitive guy and it sucks, i get into situations where some sensitivity would be helpfull but i guess it just not me. Hard lives dull the heart.

Still no word on the job. I called them Friday and asked if they made a decision yet and they tell me they have another interview on Monday. The IT department is going to some training camp all next week and are leaving Monday afternoon, it might be two weeks till i hear from them. Shitty shitty its always something.


Fact: I was told by my parents that when i was little i drank a whole 12 ounces of gasoline. The story is my father drained gas from the carbs of a motorcycle into a pop bottle and i came around and drank it. Since we lived so far out i didn't make it to the hospital in time to get my stomack pumped. I never figured out why mom didn't call an amblance.