Yay, internet, for being immune to collecting dust.
Here I am. It's 12:02 on my day off, and here I sit, wide awake. I have been wide awake since 11:30 because some telemarketer decided to call, and when nobody answered the first time, he ignored the voicemail and called again. Then he left a message that included the phrase "I'm not sure if I have the right person or not, but..." I'd like to congratulate that guy, because he's made it onto my mental list of assholes for the new decade. Decade? Fuck that shit, I'll never remember 10 years worth of assholes:
(In no particular order):
1: Clark Ramsey. He's a customer at work. He owns a Toyota Tacoma; it's a fullsize pickup truck, which means (for those of you who don't already know - I'm guessing most of you) it's a pain in the dick to work on. Annoying to lift because the frame is uneven, the wheels are heavy, the tires are heavy. You may disagree, but c'mon, I only weigh 145 pounds! Anyways, this guy came in last July (6 MONTHS AGO!) for 4 tires. He got his four tires, even got them for $40 off of each one. Yeah, he paid 400 dollars for them instead of 560. Well, this past sunday (1.24.10) he came back in and said he wasn't happy with his 4 tires we sold him 6 months ago (anyone heard of a 30-day ride comfort guarantee? Last time I checked, 30 =/= 180), so he got 4 new ones. For free. He was credited $150 for each half-worn out tire, which is $50 more than what he initially paid for them. He also got an oil change and an alignment done, and in the long run his final cost was just over $100 for it all. Here's where it gets worse: His truck was covered in mud. Who's job was it to clean them? For some strange reason, it was mine. That's right, if you want a free car wash, take it to Merchant's! We'll do it (not really, because I'll probably kill you if you do)! Oh, and he still complained about having to pay in the end. Asshole.
2: The woman on 76 the other morning: I was driving to work at 6:30 one morning, got stuck behind a middle-aged woman driving slightly slower than me, so I did what any assertive driver does and tried to coax her into changing lanes; she refused, so I backed down until I had an opportunity to go around. When I managed to get in front of her, I sped up some more because I'm 21 years old and have a lead foot, and she responded by flashing me her high beams for a few seconds. We were on a bridge across the James River so it was totally straight for like 3/4 miles. Her headlights were already on, so I've decided that there was no way she accidentally hit them, unless she has Tourettes or something, in which case, she shouldn't be driving anyway. If I ever see you again, I'll be returning the favor. Asshole
3: The guy on 64 the other day: Driving home from work this time, I was on I-64 behind a little green Mazda, in the left-hand lane. My driver's ed class taught me that the left hand lane is for faster traffic, to help minimize aggressive driving. The speed limit is 65, I was doing maybe 75. Mazdaguy was doing between 65 and 70, but no more than 70, and all the room in the world to change lanes. I, on the other hand, had someone riding in my blind spot, so I couldn't change lanes, so again, I tried to coax the guy in front of me into changing lanes so I could pass. He brake-checks me, then gives me the finger. At this point, I realize my blind spot is empty, so What do I do? I shift down to 4th gear, change lanes and pass the motherfucker in front of me. In 4th gear, at 65mph. Next time, get the fuck out of the left lane. Asshole.
4: The telemarketer this morning: See above for details.
On an unrelated note, before starting this post, I read through my previous posts and realized one thing: Even though I wrote about those events, I don't really remember any of them happening; see how petty my life happenings are?
There's still more to blog about, but nobody wants to read a fucking book, so I'll save it for later.
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Thursday, December 25, 2008
Christmas!
It's finally over! Well, aside from the last bit of Christmas-reruns and songs on the radio (thank God for CD players), that is.
I was smart and turned my phone off at midnight, so all of my "Merry Christmas" text messages were held back until I woke up this morning. I don't know exactly how many, but there were at least a dozen over the course of the day. I woke up at about 9:30 this morning, and killed about half an hour at the computer while I waited for my sister and her fiance to arrive here. Once they got here, we got started on gifts. I got:
-A chair. It vibrates, and goes PERFECTLY with my computer
-A Garmin. No more running in circles waiting for Sprint Navigation to catch up with me
-The COMPLETE Speed Racer series on DVD. 1,288 minutes of the best 1960's anime ever
-The Speed Racer movie on DVD
-A die-cast 1:18th scale Viper GT2
-A microfiber fleece Speed Racer blanket
-A dec pillow (that's what the tag said). Speed Racer, of course
-Some Gearwrenches for to use at work
-New drumsticks to use for Rock Band
-Guitar Hero World Tour
-An ice bucket shaped like a top-hat
-A page-a-day calendar: "The Dumbest Things Ever Said or Done"
-Some money
-Some fake snow (I always put snow on my Christmas list, because I've never had a white Christmas)
-Some other miscellaneous goodies
-A few shirts
My mom has a knack for guessing what her Christmas presents are before she opens them, and for as long as I can remember, dad's been trying and trying and trying to get her something that she couldn't figure out. This year he succeeded; He bought her two outdoor rocking chairs for our front porch. This, in combination with the unexpected, yet traditional Holiday Barbie doll, neither of which she succeeded in guessing correctly, brought her to tears. Good tears, of course.
The most creative gift I got was from my sister's fiance. He had two small boxes within a larg box. The large box was stuffed full with balled up newspaper, to prevent the two smaller ones from moving around. One of the smaller ones had the drum sticks he got for me, while the other on had nothing but balled up newspaper in it, covering a message that said "Wrong box, dummy!" That one got a laugh out of everyone.
Overall, I'd say this was a great Christmas, for only two things could have made it better: Snow and/or having someone to call my own to spend it with. The year I get both will be the best Christmas ever.
I was smart and turned my phone off at midnight, so all of my "Merry Christmas" text messages were held back until I woke up this morning. I don't know exactly how many, but there were at least a dozen over the course of the day. I woke up at about 9:30 this morning, and killed about half an hour at the computer while I waited for my sister and her fiance to arrive here. Once they got here, we got started on gifts. I got:
-A chair. It vibrates, and goes PERFECTLY with my computer
-A Garmin. No more running in circles waiting for Sprint Navigation to catch up with me
-The COMPLETE Speed Racer series on DVD. 1,288 minutes of the best 1960's anime ever
-The Speed Racer movie on DVD
-A die-cast 1:18th scale Viper GT2
-A microfiber fleece Speed Racer blanket
-A dec pillow (that's what the tag said). Speed Racer, of course
-Some Gearwrenches for to use at work
-New drumsticks to use for Rock Band
-Guitar Hero World Tour
-An ice bucket shaped like a top-hat
-A page-a-day calendar: "The Dumbest Things Ever Said or Done"
-Some money
-Some fake snow (I always put snow on my Christmas list, because I've never had a white Christmas)
-Some other miscellaneous goodies
-A few shirts
My mom has a knack for guessing what her Christmas presents are before she opens them, and for as long as I can remember, dad's been trying and trying and trying to get her something that she couldn't figure out. This year he succeeded; He bought her two outdoor rocking chairs for our front porch. This, in combination with the unexpected, yet traditional Holiday Barbie doll, neither of which she succeeded in guessing correctly, brought her to tears. Good tears, of course.
The most creative gift I got was from my sister's fiance. He had two small boxes within a larg box. The large box was stuffed full with balled up newspaper, to prevent the two smaller ones from moving around. One of the smaller ones had the drum sticks he got for me, while the other on had nothing but balled up newspaper in it, covering a message that said "Wrong box, dummy!" That one got a laugh out of everyone.
Overall, I'd say this was a great Christmas, for only two things could have made it better: Snow and/or having someone to call my own to spend it with. The year I get both will be the best Christmas ever.
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Twenty-two and Twenty-three of December
I turned my alarm off on the 21st of this month for the first time in a good while. I slept until 12:45 on Monday, and hot damn did it feel good. From there, I went to the computer, then for my XBOX and played Rock Band in my boxers for a few hours. Actually, I didn't even begin to get dressed until about 3:30, when Jordan called me to tell me he was on his way over to join my dad and I in car shopping. Dad wants me to get something GM, because he's more familiar with them than anything else, and we even found a Pontiac Grand Prix (Grand AM? They're all the same to me...) for $8,800. I liked the 2003 Honda Civic we found for $10,400. The Pontiac just feels too...big for me.
After that, Jordan and I went to Thomas', kidnapped them (Thomas, Harrison and Bitchkid) and raced to the mall (I won, of course), and then we headed back to Jordans for the night. We just kinda goofed off until I decided it was time for some Apples to Apples at about 1 in the morning. We played until we got bored (no winners) for about 2 hours. I was awaken by his ducks escaping at 7 in the morning, and I thought for sure that they were convinced they were roosters. I fell back asleep until about 10, then gave up on sleeping. Jordan made us all chocolate pancakes, and then we went to Auto Zone to get brake shoes and drums for his truck. I spent a good two hours doing his rear brakes for him, then we hit up Waffle House, and headed back to Jordan's house for some more good times. Everyone tried to play flash-light tag, but I somehow managed to distract a dozen people with coming up with things to add to my List, and so now I'm at 61, rather than 41 (see the post before this one for The List).
After that, Jordan and I went to Thomas', kidnapped them (Thomas, Harrison and Bitchkid) and raced to the mall (I won, of course), and then we headed back to Jordans for the night. We just kinda goofed off until I decided it was time for some Apples to Apples at about 1 in the morning. We played until we got bored (no winners) for about 2 hours. I was awaken by his ducks escaping at 7 in the morning, and I thought for sure that they were convinced they were roosters. I fell back asleep until about 10, then gave up on sleeping. Jordan made us all chocolate pancakes, and then we went to Auto Zone to get brake shoes and drums for his truck. I spent a good two hours doing his rear brakes for him, then we hit up Waffle House, and headed back to Jordan's house for some more good times. Everyone tried to play flash-light tag, but I somehow managed to distract a dozen people with coming up with things to add to my List, and so now I'm at 61, rather than 41 (see the post before this one for The List).
Sunday, December 21, 2008
The List
My, how bland 2008 has been, for the most part. Nothing eccentric to really write about; the highlight of my year is probably my brief encounter with a girl in PA (less than a relationship, but more than a friendship...is there a word for that?), and that was only about 2 months-ish.
Last night, I watched The Bucket List with my parents. It's got Jack Nicholson and Morgan Freeman in it; they're both given x-amount of time to live, and so they make a list of things to do before they kick the bucket (hence the name). I liked it for the idea, but the actual movie sucked. I don't like drama's too much. Maybe with a girlfriend, but most certainly not with my parents. Anyways, it sort of inspired me to make a list to make 2009 worth remembering. I'm currently working on a list of 110 Things to do Before 2010:
1. Skydive
2. Get so drunk I don't remember anything (Probably on 9.23.09 - my 21st birthday)
3. Witness something epic, such as a car accident or a robbery or a street fight.
4. Acquire a top-hat (matching suit is optional, but likely)
5. Get a tattoo
6. Live to see 2010 (mainly to prevent me from finishing early)
7. Buy a new car
8. Drive Impossible Lane (it's a road I found on Google Maps the other night)
9. Vacation out of state
10. Win $20 or more from lottery tickets/scratchers
11. Go 24 hours without human contact.
12. Dress like MC Hammer for a day.
13. Learn to drive a stickshift
14. Get a date with an attractive girl without the help of the internet.
15. Urinate in public
16. Unsuspectingly dropkick someone (or push them to the ground when they're not expecting it)
17. Hug 10 strangers in a day
18. Spend 24 consecutive hours in Wal-Mart
19. Get kicked out of somewhere.
20. Break 150 lbs (I've weighed under 150 for my entire life).
21. Go a day referring to people only with nicknames.
22. Visit Victoria's Secret with a male friend
23. Use a pink pen at work for a full work week.
24. Send irrelevant cards to unsuspecting people anonymously.
25. Walk backwards for a day
26. Go a day without cursing out loud or in written form (only in my head)
27. Get a mohawk
28. Get a credit card
29. Post at least 1/4 (rounded up) of this list to the internet in video form (YouTube, here I come!)
30. Help Josh meet that chick.
31. Go at least an hour speaking only in song or movie titles
32. Pretend to work at Best Buy for a day.
33. Cook a meal for someone.
34. Spend a whole tank of gas just driving, destination unknown.
35. Learn to surf
36. Eat a Dilly Bar
37. Collect $5 from strangers
38. Go zorbing (human sized hamster balls!)
39. Go a day without using thumbs
40. Ride in a hot-air balloon
41. Hold a monkey, or something related.
42. Go a month without shaving
43. Wear only one color for a week.
44. Finish Christmas shopping before black Friday
45. Become a "regular" somewhere
46. Keep one part of my body dry for two days.
47. Write left handed for a day
48. Spend a day in footie pajamas
49. Scale a building dressed as Spider-Man
50. Watch the entire Star Wars saga in a day
51. Go a day without sitting
52. Jump off the high-dive
53. Color in someone's dimples
54. Go two days without spending any money
55. Go a day without talking.
56. Enter a tournament
57. Spend a day in a wheelchair
58. Create a hand-based language and have someone translate for two hours.
59. Eat 100 Chicken McNuggets in six hours or less
60. Color my hair purple for a day
61. Dress as Quailman for a day
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Keep a lookout for updates to the list; I'm trying to finish creating the list before the end of 1.1.09, so I can get started on 1.2.09. If you have any suggestions, comment me here or email them to me at liyuasdhio@aim.com, and mention the list in the subject line. No suggestion will be frowned upon, but not all will make it to the list.
Last night, I watched The Bucket List with my parents. It's got Jack Nicholson and Morgan Freeman in it; they're both given x-amount of time to live, and so they make a list of things to do before they kick the bucket (hence the name). I liked it for the idea, but the actual movie sucked. I don't like drama's too much. Maybe with a girlfriend, but most certainly not with my parents. Anyways, it sort of inspired me to make a list to make 2009 worth remembering. I'm currently working on a list of 110 Things to do Before 2010:
1. Skydive
2. Get so drunk I don't remember anything (Probably on 9.23.09 - my 21st birthday)
3. Witness something epic, such as a car accident or a robbery or a street fight.
4. Acquire a top-hat (matching suit is optional, but likely)
5. Get a tattoo
6. Live to see 2010 (mainly to prevent me from finishing early)
7. Buy a new car
8. Drive Impossible Lane (it's a road I found on Google Maps the other night)
9. Vacation out of state
10. Win $20 or more from lottery tickets/scratchers
11. Go 24 hours without human contact.
12. Dress like MC Hammer for a day.
13. Learn to drive a stickshift
14. Get a date with an attractive girl without the help of the internet.
15. Urinate in public
16. Unsuspectingly dropkick someone (or push them to the ground when they're not expecting it)
17. Hug 10 strangers in a day
18. Spend 24 consecutive hours in Wal-Mart
19. Get kicked out of somewhere.
20. Break 150 lbs (I've weighed under 150 for my entire life).
21. Go a day referring to people only with nicknames.
22. Visit Victoria's Secret with a male friend
23. Use a pink pen at work for a full work week.
24. Send irrelevant cards to unsuspecting people anonymously.
25. Walk backwards for a day
26. Go a day without cursing out loud or in written form (only in my head)
27. Get a mohawk
28. Get a credit card
29. Post at least 1/4 (rounded up) of this list to the internet in video form (YouTube, here I come!)
30. Help Josh meet that chick.
31. Go at least an hour speaking only in song or movie titles
32. Pretend to work at Best Buy for a day.
33. Cook a meal for someone.
34. Spend a whole tank of gas just driving, destination unknown.
35. Learn to surf
36. Eat a Dilly Bar
37. Collect $5 from strangers
38. Go zorbing (human sized hamster balls!)
39. Go a day without using thumbs
40. Ride in a hot-air balloon
41. Hold a monkey, or something related.
42. Go a month without shaving
43. Wear only one color for a week.
44. Finish Christmas shopping before black Friday
45. Become a "regular" somewhere
46. Keep one part of my body dry for two days.
47. Write left handed for a day
48. Spend a day in footie pajamas
49. Scale a building dressed as Spider-Man
50. Watch the entire Star Wars saga in a day
51. Go a day without sitting
52. Jump off the high-dive
53. Color in someone's dimples
54. Go two days without spending any money
55. Go a day without talking.
56. Enter a tournament
57. Spend a day in a wheelchair
58. Create a hand-based language and have someone translate for two hours.
59. Eat 100 Chicken McNuggets in six hours or less
60. Color my hair purple for a day
61. Dress as Quailman for a day
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Keep a lookout for updates to the list; I'm trying to finish creating the list before the end of 1.1.09, so I can get started on 1.2.09. If you have any suggestions, comment me here or email them to me at liyuasdhio@aim.com, and mention the list in the subject line. No suggestion will be frowned upon, but not all will make it to the list.
Long time, no see ;)
Well, it's been a while since I posted here. 4 days, maybe? I've been so exhausted from work this week. 44 hours in 5 days isn't fun at all.
Nothing especially exciting has happened lately; I basically woke up, went to work, came home, killed time on Facebook/Myspace, stumbled a bit, and went to sleep for the past 5 days.
I have decided that people base their opinions on pop-stars far too heavily on their reputation, rather than their actual music. Britney Spears isn't as bad as she's made out to be, if you listen to her without thinking about what kind of person she's been throughout her career. I'm actually listening to her new CD (Circus) right now, and it's been fairly enjoyable, for someone who normally listens to more guitar-heavy and drum-heavy songs, not this Pop-rock stuff. She has one song called "If U Seek Amy" and wow, it's so awesomely hilarious; here's the chorus from it:
Nothing especially exciting has happened lately; I basically woke up, went to work, came home, killed time on Facebook/Myspace, stumbled a bit, and went to sleep for the past 5 days.
I have decided that people base their opinions on pop-stars far too heavily on their reputation, rather than their actual music. Britney Spears isn't as bad as she's made out to be, if you listen to her without thinking about what kind of person she's been throughout her career. I'm actually listening to her new CD (Circus) right now, and it's been fairly enjoyable, for someone who normally listens to more guitar-heavy and drum-heavy songs, not this Pop-rock stuff. She has one song called "If U Seek Amy" and wow, it's so awesomely hilarious; here's the chorus from it:
Love me, hate me
Say what you want about me
But all of the boys and all of the girls are begging to
If U Seek Amy
Love me, hate me
But can’t you see what I see?
All of the boys and all of the girls are begging to
If U Seek Amy
If you really listen, she's saying "All of the boys and all of the
girls are begging to f-u-c-k me." Oh, Britney, you totally don't
deserve to be singing "Womanizer."
Also, I watched The Bucket List (Morgan Freeman and Jack
Nicholson) with my parents last night; I didn't like it too much
but drama's have never been that entertaining to me. I did
decide today that I wanted to make a list of things to do,
but that's coming in a later post.
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Did I call it or what?
I knew it'd hit me. I wanted to rant about people not taking me seriously. Ever.
Today, I worked 10-6 with Rodger. Rodger is one of those touchy-feely guys, but he's not gay. I guess he just doesn't care enough about what people think of his sexuality, which is okay with me; I'm by no means homophobic. Some days it doesn't bother me, but some days it does. Today was one of those days that it did bother me, and I'm not really sure why. All day he had been joking around, trying to hug me and touch me (nothing inappropriate, just unwanted physical contact; don't get the wrong idea about him), and all day I was telling him to stop touching me. All day, he ignored my requests, and about 2:30 or 3:00 this afternoon, he crossed the line when he snuck up behind me and smacked my ass with a folded up magazine; my immediate reaction was "What the fuck!? WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM!?" Then he proceeded to take said magazine and say "How much could that have even hurt?" but by that time I had decided against striking back, and instead ignored him and his antics. I think he may have tried to hit Kevin with it, not believing that it hurt at all, but I'm not exactly sure.
Also, I hate it when people try to insert themselves in a conversation they weren't in to begin with. Reese, Kevin and I were discussing the "Big Dog" incident this past weekend when Rodger came in and gathered from our half-over conversation that I was sexually harrassed by a black man named Keith, then tried to argue with me when I told him that I didn't report "Keith" to the police for sexual harrassment, almost as if he were present during the incident in question. I proceeded to ignore him and his ignorance to the situation. Sometimes I hate my superior self-discipline.
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Now playing: Firewind - Waiting Still
via FoxyTunes
Today, I worked 10-6 with Rodger. Rodger is one of those touchy-feely guys, but he's not gay. I guess he just doesn't care enough about what people think of his sexuality, which is okay with me; I'm by no means homophobic. Some days it doesn't bother me, but some days it does. Today was one of those days that it did bother me, and I'm not really sure why. All day he had been joking around, trying to hug me and touch me (nothing inappropriate, just unwanted physical contact; don't get the wrong idea about him), and all day I was telling him to stop touching me. All day, he ignored my requests, and about 2:30 or 3:00 this afternoon, he crossed the line when he snuck up behind me and smacked my ass with a folded up magazine; my immediate reaction was "What the fuck!? WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM!?" Then he proceeded to take said magazine and say "How much could that have even hurt?" but by that time I had decided against striking back, and instead ignored him and his antics. I think he may have tried to hit Kevin with it, not believing that it hurt at all, but I'm not exactly sure.
Also, I hate it when people try to insert themselves in a conversation they weren't in to begin with. Reese, Kevin and I were discussing the "Big Dog" incident this past weekend when Rodger came in and gathered from our half-over conversation that I was sexually harrassed by a black man named Keith, then tried to argue with me when I told him that I didn't report "Keith" to the police for sexual harrassment, almost as if he were present during the incident in question. I proceeded to ignore him and his ignorance to the situation. Sometimes I hate my superior self-discipline.
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Now playing: Firewind - Waiting Still
via FoxyTunes
I hate it when this happens...
Have you ever had an awesome idea or intelligent thought while you were in the middle of doing something else more important, then forgot it completely before you had the chance to write it down or relay it to someone else?
I had something that I wanted to write about here today, but I can't remember what to save my life. Yes, if my life relied on remembering what I wanted to write here, I'd be dead right now...Anyways, like usual, it'll hit me later like a brick in the face, so in the meantime, enjoy this awesome video a friend sent me a few weeks ago:
I had something that I wanted to write about here today, but I can't remember what to save my life. Yes, if my life relied on remembering what I wanted to write here, I'd be dead right now...Anyways, like usual, it'll hit me later like a brick in the face, so in the meantime, enjoy this awesome video a friend sent me a few weeks ago:
12.16.08
9 DAYS TILL CHRISTMAS!
Today, I woke up to a phone call from my sister at 10:30 that went something like this:
Me (groggily): uhhhgm?
her: did I wake you up?
me (still half-asleep): mmhm
her: Sorry, go back to sleep and call me when you wake up
me: mmmmm (falls back asleep within minutes)
Half an hour later, my alarm goes off, so I snooze for nine minutes, and then one more time. I decide it's time to get out of bed at about 11:20 this morning, and headed to the computer (big surprise?), then booted up the XBOX for some Rock Band. I played for about an hour, then decided to do those errands my mom asked me to finish for her. I had to go get some gifts for dad for her, since she doesn't know what to look for, and she had to work. That being done, I went and hung out with Jerry; we knocked out his daily chores, then hit McDonalds for some delicious McNuggets, then off to Thomas's before Laser Tag. We met up with Clay, a friend of mine since 7th grade, and played 3 games, ten minutes each. The first game was every-man-for-himself, and for once, I didn't lose totally. Second round, we decided to do teams; me and Thomas vs. Clay and Jerry. Clay is pretty much a mini-Jesus in the arena, so we were crushed. The third game, we actually had 3 other people play with us, and I placed third out of the seven. I'm definitely improving!
After that, the four of us went to Wal-Mart to kill some time (because that's where three 20-year-olds and a high school senior go to hang out now?), then we all parted for the night.
Also, today was one of those disgusting days where it rains the entire day, but it's not like a heavy, dramatic rain; it was one of those "I'm gonna rain just enough to keep the roads wet and fog your windows to death" rains. How gross. I hope tomorrow is better, as far as the weather is concerned...
Today, I woke up to a phone call from my sister at 10:30 that went something like this:
Me (groggily): uhhhgm?
her: did I wake you up?
me (still half-asleep): mmhm
her: Sorry, go back to sleep and call me when you wake up
me: mmmmm (falls back asleep within minutes)
Half an hour later, my alarm goes off, so I snooze for nine minutes, and then one more time. I decide it's time to get out of bed at about 11:20 this morning, and headed to the computer (big surprise?), then booted up the XBOX for some Rock Band. I played for about an hour, then decided to do those errands my mom asked me to finish for her. I had to go get some gifts for dad for her, since she doesn't know what to look for, and she had to work. That being done, I went and hung out with Jerry; we knocked out his daily chores, then hit McDonalds for some delicious McNuggets, then off to Thomas's before Laser Tag. We met up with Clay, a friend of mine since 7th grade, and played 3 games, ten minutes each. The first game was every-man-for-himself, and for once, I didn't lose totally. Second round, we decided to do teams; me and Thomas vs. Clay and Jerry. Clay is pretty much a mini-Jesus in the arena, so we were crushed. The third game, we actually had 3 other people play with us, and I placed third out of the seven. I'm definitely improving!
After that, the four of us went to Wal-Mart to kill some time (because that's where three 20-year-olds and a high school senior go to hang out now?), then we all parted for the night.
Also, today was one of those disgusting days where it rains the entire day, but it's not like a heavy, dramatic rain; it was one of those "I'm gonna rain just enough to keep the roads wet and fog your windows to death" rains. How gross. I hope tomorrow is better, as far as the weather is concerned...
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
What Grinds my Gears (2 points if you guess my reference)
People and their egos; their pride. To me, it all falls under the category of "ignorance." Today, I learned something new about one of my friends; something that changed what I thought of this friend.
Lately, my friends and I have been playing laser tag on a weekly basis. Today, (bear with me, as I censor names as to not start anything else with this), I invited a new friend (we'll call him Ralph), whom I don't hang out with a lot anymore, what with both of us being employed, and when friend number 2 (he'll be known as Scott) found out Ralph was going, he decided he didn't particularly want to go, reason being that he didn't like Ralph a whole lot, then had the balls to get angry at friend 3 (Mike sounds good for him) for telling me the reason for his not wanting to go.
Now, Ralph has no problems with Scott, and up until today, Scott seemed to get along just fine with Ralph. They're both among my best friends, but knowing that Scott is willing to lose some quality time with a good friend because another mutual friend whom he doesn't like really makes me question his loyalty. That's like me telling him "Sorry, Scott, I don't want anything to do with you anymore because you're friends with Joey" (Joey is to me as The Joker is to Batman). If Scott wants to do something as a group and invites Joey and myself along, because I enjoy being with friends, I'll simply ignore Joey; I won't exclude myself simply on the basis of "I don't like one of the 5 people going."
Seriously, Scott needs to swallow his pride; life is so much different outside of high school.
Lately, my friends and I have been playing laser tag on a weekly basis. Today, (bear with me, as I censor names as to not start anything else with this), I invited a new friend (we'll call him Ralph), whom I don't hang out with a lot anymore, what with both of us being employed, and when friend number 2 (he'll be known as Scott) found out Ralph was going, he decided he didn't particularly want to go, reason being that he didn't like Ralph a whole lot, then had the balls to get angry at friend 3 (Mike sounds good for him) for telling me the reason for his not wanting to go.
Now, Ralph has no problems with Scott, and up until today, Scott seemed to get along just fine with Ralph. They're both among my best friends, but knowing that Scott is willing to lose some quality time with a good friend because another mutual friend whom he doesn't like really makes me question his loyalty. That's like me telling him "Sorry, Scott, I don't want anything to do with you anymore because you're friends with Joey" (Joey is to me as The Joker is to Batman). If Scott wants to do something as a group and invites Joey and myself along, because I enjoy being with friends, I'll simply ignore Joey; I won't exclude myself simply on the basis of "I don't like one of the 5 people going."
Seriously, Scott needs to swallow his pride; life is so much different outside of high school.
Monday, December 15, 2008
Daily Breakdown - 12.15.08
Today, I woke up to a phone call from my friend Jordan at 8:10am. I don't really recall the entire conversation, but it involved a series of unfortunate events that required him to park at my house for the day. Then I went back to sleep, and woke up again at 11 when my alarm went off. After that, I headed to my computer (like always). Nobody was online, and after I finished checking any updates on MySpace and Facebook, I decided to play some Rock Band. At about 12 o'clock, my mom calls and asks me to bring her some stuff to work, and so I begin my journey of the day.
I went to mom's work, was greeted by all of her co-workers (they're all so friendly, I can't help but smile) and spent a good ten minutes or so there just chit-chatting before resuming my quest. Next stop was Target because I needed a travel box for a bar of soap my sister gave me to help keep my hands moisturized properly (long story short: I have sensitive skin, so my hands dry out hardcore during the winter, especially since I work in an uncontrolled outdoors-esque environment, and am constantly using my hands). Next I went to WaWa because my tank was on E (gas prices are on the rise again - 13 cent increase in 6 days), followed by the bank to get some cash to get me through the next week and a half, and finally Auto Zone because I needed some latex gloves to assist in the proper care for my hands at work. Mission completed, I head back home and kill about an hour and a half on the internet.
I head to work at about 2:30. Rodger and Steven both got off at 3 today, and Kevin came in around 1 and closed with me. We were nice and slow; mike had us clean the shop up. Also, I learned that darts is very much a game of skill, and apparently Mike thinks that it can get the entire shop fired just for being present. What a killjoy. Nothing extra productive happened at work today; I debated with Kevin on some topics (abortion, gay marriages, et cetera...), and then we both left at 8.
Upon arriving back home, I find that mom has already finished all her gift-wrapping, so I decide I may as well get it done and over with too. I'm proud to say I'm officially DONE with Christmas, save for the actual gift exchanging. Wrapping took about an hour and a half, because I suck so hard at it, but now that it's done, I'm free to kill more time on the internet, aka my home-away-from-home-while-I'm-still-technically-at-home.
Also, today is my best friend's birthday, but sadly he's stuck out at sea and can't truly enjoy it. Happy birthday, Chris!
I went to mom's work, was greeted by all of her co-workers (they're all so friendly, I can't help but smile) and spent a good ten minutes or so there just chit-chatting before resuming my quest. Next stop was Target because I needed a travel box for a bar of soap my sister gave me to help keep my hands moisturized properly (long story short: I have sensitive skin, so my hands dry out hardcore during the winter, especially since I work in an uncontrolled outdoors-esque environment, and am constantly using my hands). Next I went to WaWa because my tank was on E (gas prices are on the rise again - 13 cent increase in 6 days), followed by the bank to get some cash to get me through the next week and a half, and finally Auto Zone because I needed some latex gloves to assist in the proper care for my hands at work. Mission completed, I head back home and kill about an hour and a half on the internet.
I head to work at about 2:30. Rodger and Steven both got off at 3 today, and Kevin came in around 1 and closed with me. We were nice and slow; mike had us clean the shop up. Also, I learned that darts is very much a game of skill, and apparently Mike thinks that it can get the entire shop fired just for being present. What a killjoy. Nothing extra productive happened at work today; I debated with Kevin on some topics (abortion, gay marriages, et cetera...), and then we both left at 8.
Upon arriving back home, I find that mom has already finished all her gift-wrapping, so I decide I may as well get it done and over with too. I'm proud to say I'm officially DONE with Christmas, save for the actual gift exchanging. Wrapping took about an hour and a half, because I suck so hard at it, but now that it's done, I'm free to kill more time on the internet, aka my home-away-from-home-while-I'm-still-technically-at-home.
Also, today is my best friend's birthday, but sadly he's stuck out at sea and can't truly enjoy it. Happy birthday, Chris!
