This not smoking thing is going as bad today as it did yesterday. Like I said, if I didn't flush 'em I'd end up smoking the rest of the pack, and I never got around to flushing it, so here I am smoking it.
Shit. I ate some homemade chili last night. Fucking awesome stuff, but the way I make it it always gives me problems with my stomach. So I was awake and asleep, awake and asleep, awake and asleep, all night for like five hours or so before I said fuck it and just crawled out of bed.
I have a lot to do today. I need to move a refrigerator from South Bexar county to up by Medina County (the Helotes area). This is an incredibly long drive because I have to go around the metro area. Then I have to replace a bunch of plumbing equipment and whatnot in this house. I also have to go to the dump a couple times. I enjoy going to the dump, sometimes. If there is a line, fuck it; it'll take forever. For some reason, it takes me all of two minutes to get my truck weighed and paid for (if that long), yet every other truck in front of me manages to take five or six or seven. Fuck, after that really, really, really bad storm not quite a year ago, the one with the high wind and hail and whatnot, I had to take some stuff the storm had destroyed at one of our houses to the dump and I was in line for almost TWO FUCKING HOURS! Shit, man, it took me all of fifteen minutes to drive to the back of the dump, empty my truck, and drive back. And, naturally, it was the middle of the summer and in my old truck the A/C just blows hot air unless the trucks moving. So I had to roll down my window but, of course, they had street sweepers out at the main entrance that were kicking up so much dust I thought I was in one of those sand storms we used to get back in Nevada. And the smell. And the heat. Needless to say, I was not in a good mood at all.
Even the music for San Andreas (GTA 5) is the shit. God, that's probably the best game franchise I can think of. I wish I could give the nod to Gran Turismo, but GT2 was the only good one so far. I wish I could give the nod to The Elder Scroll's (re: Morrowind, the best fucking game ever) but Morrowind was ES III and I never played the second one, and the first one was waaaaaaay too old school for me to get into (we're talking the stone age here...it looked like it was twenty years old and the controls were beyond my grasp). I'm sure there are better franchises out there, but my gaming experience is fairly limited, especially for a white 22 year old retired computer geek. Oh, and Max Payne 2: The Fall of Max Payne was fucking AMAZING!
It blew my mind every time I played it. Few games have such a well integrated, and above all KICK ASS, storyline. A crime noir love story about a fallen detective. What could be cooler? I mean, the mother fucker wears a knee length leather jacket and pops pain killers to increase his health. Holy shit, how could that NOT be kick ass cool?
So how many of you have friends outside of SG that know you keep a journal online? I have one, but I'm sure she doesn't read it (re: the chronic liar). I'm debating whether to tell my girl. I'm about 99% sure I won't, just cause this is where I vent about stuff I don't want to vent to her about. We'll see.
So anyone else on here down with the Rat Pack? I'm digging on Sinatra right now. His daughter is pretty kick ass too ("Bang, Bang"?? Come on, that's some killer shit).
Anyways, I need to start getting ready for my day. Usually my day won't start for another five hours or so, but I'm awake. A quick shower and some strong coffee ought to get me going.
Shit. I ate some homemade chili last night. Fucking awesome stuff, but the way I make it it always gives me problems with my stomach. So I was awake and asleep, awake and asleep, awake and asleep, all night for like five hours or so before I said fuck it and just crawled out of bed.
I have a lot to do today. I need to move a refrigerator from South Bexar county to up by Medina County (the Helotes area). This is an incredibly long drive because I have to go around the metro area. Then I have to replace a bunch of plumbing equipment and whatnot in this house. I also have to go to the dump a couple times. I enjoy going to the dump, sometimes. If there is a line, fuck it; it'll take forever. For some reason, it takes me all of two minutes to get my truck weighed and paid for (if that long), yet every other truck in front of me manages to take five or six or seven. Fuck, after that really, really, really bad storm not quite a year ago, the one with the high wind and hail and whatnot, I had to take some stuff the storm had destroyed at one of our houses to the dump and I was in line for almost TWO FUCKING HOURS! Shit, man, it took me all of fifteen minutes to drive to the back of the dump, empty my truck, and drive back. And, naturally, it was the middle of the summer and in my old truck the A/C just blows hot air unless the trucks moving. So I had to roll down my window but, of course, they had street sweepers out at the main entrance that were kicking up so much dust I thought I was in one of those sand storms we used to get back in Nevada. And the smell. And the heat. Needless to say, I was not in a good mood at all.
Even the music for San Andreas (GTA 5) is the shit. God, that's probably the best game franchise I can think of. I wish I could give the nod to Gran Turismo, but GT2 was the only good one so far. I wish I could give the nod to The Elder Scroll's (re: Morrowind, the best fucking game ever) but Morrowind was ES III and I never played the second one, and the first one was waaaaaaay too old school for me to get into (we're talking the stone age here...it looked like it was twenty years old and the controls were beyond my grasp). I'm sure there are better franchises out there, but my gaming experience is fairly limited, especially for a white 22 year old retired computer geek. Oh, and Max Payne 2: The Fall of Max Payne was fucking AMAZING!
It blew my mind every time I played it. Few games have such a well integrated, and above all KICK ASS, storyline. A crime noir love story about a fallen detective. What could be cooler? I mean, the mother fucker wears a knee length leather jacket and pops pain killers to increase his health. Holy shit, how could that NOT be kick ass cool?
So how many of you have friends outside of SG that know you keep a journal online? I have one, but I'm sure she doesn't read it (re: the chronic liar). I'm debating whether to tell my girl. I'm about 99% sure I won't, just cause this is where I vent about stuff I don't want to vent to her about. We'll see.
So anyone else on here down with the Rat Pack? I'm digging on Sinatra right now. His daughter is pretty kick ass too ("Bang, Bang"?? Come on, that's some killer shit).
Anyways, I need to start getting ready for my day. Usually my day won't start for another five hours or so, but I'm awake. A quick shower and some strong coffee ought to get me going.
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Why does Kasara look so eerily similiar to a family friend of mine?? If she was blown and dressed as a cowgirl, they'd be identical.
So I'm renting a house tonight. They're paying $3041.60 to move in!!
Man, that chili is still kicking my ass. I'll be driving along and suddenly almost vomit. Like, it'll be up in my throat and everything and I'm kind of like "where the fuck did that come from!?!?".
Any ways, I hurt my back even worse today (just after it started getting better), I quit smoking and now have a horrid headache, my stomach is so upset (still) that I won't be able to eat tonight (fuckin great), I somehow managed to skin my entire elbow and now my favorite shirts all bloody.
On the good side I....well.....??? OH! There is a good side! I'm going fishing tonight (maybe) and now have a very good reason to get stoned on pain killers tomorrow (for all my talk of it I haven't touched 'em in a while).
Christ! My very fat neighbor upstairs is stumbling around. Sounds like a fucking elephant trying to stomp on a god damn mouse!
I keep throwing mine in the trash...but i never seem to throw anything gross enough on top of them for me not to dig them out. (smoking one)
So how many of you have friends outside of SG that know you keep a journal online? I have one, but I'm sure she doesn't read it (re: the chronic liar). I'm debating whether to tell my girl. I'm about 99% sure I won't, just cause this is where I vent about stuff I don't want to vent to her about. We'll see
All of them know...i have like 4 friends...i like that i only have a few friends. Its so hard to have many many many friends. Maybe just for me. I get annoyed with people quickly...You should not tell your girl...that way i can shamelessly flirt with you...
Man, that chili is still kicking my ass. I'll be driving along and suddenly almost vomit. Like, it'll be up in my throat and everything and I'm kind of like "where the fuck did that come from!?!?".
Any ways, I hurt my back even worse today (just after it started getting better), I quit smoking and now have a horrid headache, my stomach is so upset (still) that I won't be able to eat tonight (fuckin great), I somehow managed to skin my entire elbow and now my favorite shirts all bloody.
See what quittin' gets ya?! that oughta learn ya boyyyyeee.