Last Post of August...
Well I might as well wrap some things up. It's definetly been a while since I posted, and there is a lot to cover (if I am able to remember it all). I'll just start writing things that pop into my head...
SoF2 / [iLe] Clan: The game is definetly pretty much dead. It all pretty much started with DrnkPimp's rage of using Alias finder to cross reference IPs and GUIDs, leading to the disintegration of the [uS] clan (much to everyone's happiness) but left many clans short of players, etc. The ladder will be gone soon, but oh well. Our record will hold at 8/4 (the most matches played by any team) at 3rd place. We did pretty damn well. Go team. Everyone's still pretty much around, just not nearly as much as before because school is starting for most of these guys that are seniors in high school, etc. We still hang out, but we'll see what happens. We're looking for a new game to play... but we will stay friends forever and Blade and Fluke better come visit next summer!
Keyboard: I fucking hate my keyboard. SoF2 has finally taken it's toll on it. The "A" and the "Space" key has collapsed, basically sticking in a way to the keyboard so that it feels like I'm just pushing against a stiff piece of plastic and it would almost immediately (more annoying than helpful) register the keystroke. I need to get a new one, along with maybe a webcam. Why do I need a webcam? I don't, but it's more of like a want that I've always considered because it would be cool for others to see me I suppose.
Visit: Mom and Leo visited this past weekend. We didn't do a whole much, more of just catching up. They arrived on Thursday night and hung out with me at work. Mom made lots of delicious foods while here, as well as filled up a large part of my fridge/freezer with pre-cooked foods and supplies. Friday we went out shopping... first we made a trip to the Atascadero Outlets, which turned out to be a complete waste of time and gas. We came back to SLO and went to Mervyn's where I got some new shirts and Mom and Leo both picked out some stuff too. Then we came home and watched 3/4 of Gone in Sixty Seconds. Saturday I was at work until the late afternoon, Mom and Leo came once again. We ate dinner while watching Collateral (second time for me), then we watched Pirates of the Carribean too after having a talk with Leo about college stuff and his senior year. They took off Sunday morning around 11. Mom got a speeding ticket on the way home as I found out yesterday.
School: Is over. I honestly stopped enjoying psychology class after about the 3rd week. It was interesting in the beginning but then it was just a stupid class to attend every morning from 9-10, Monday through Thursday. Boy I sure took my time on that final. I was the last person out of the classroom, that's after the previous person left the room about 10-15 minutes before me. We'll see how it turns out, but I have a bad feeling that I bombed the final, thus taking my 82% grade down the shitter and probably ending up with a C (if not worse) in the class. Damn, I screwed that up... note to self, never take classes in the summer again (unless it's the first 5 weeks).
Work: Has been the same. Working a little bit than before, averaging about 50 hours per paycheck. It still needs to be more, but I'm taking it easy at home and making up the difference in the secondary way anyways. Jeff is back, and we're just getting ready for WOW week and for school to start. I don't have to work because the place is closed from Saturday through next Tuesday.... which allows me to....
Visit CSUMB: and see Aaron and Bryan. We didn't get to celebrate Emerson's birthday at Great America so I said I would probably visit him before the summer ended, and this Labor Day weekend should be a good chance to do so. The plan is to either leave Friday or Saturday and stay at least a couple nights, one at Aaron's and one at Bryan's. I am probably going to bring Apollo along too because Aaron also has a doxen pup, Alba, and they have a backyard too. Besides, what would I do, leave Apollo here by himself for 2-3 days? More to come on this.
New Glasses: The frames that I ordered off Ebay have already come and I've already gone down to Urban Optics near Firestones to get my eyes checked out. My prescription got a bit worse, but not too much. Man, it is expensive, even when I have already purchased what would have cost over $200 for a pair of glasses frames. The lenses themself are way expensive, I think they jacked me on those... "oh the doctor says these are the ones you should get because they are thinner and will fit the frames." Psh, my ass. Plus it was $80 for the examination, so my total was $256 for the check-up, plus lens and having them put in the frame which I brough in. Geezes. But I'm highly anticipating my new "face" so I'll take some pictures for sure.
Car: Fucking pain in the ass, the battery issue is still pissing me off... I still don't know what to do about that, maybe get Erik to look at it first and give me advice on what I should be doing about it. I want to get my oil changed too, probably after I get back from the Monteray trip and before school starts. Plus I need to get tree sap remover stuff to get rid of the crap from that damn tree in the front yard, when I had parked underneath the tree, not knowing the mess it was going to make when I first moved in, back in June. Last but not least I have to wash the damn sucker, and maybe get some leather shining stuff to clean up the interior. Oh yeah the back windshield wiper seems to be come off at one edge for some reasons too. God it's full of problems, not to mention the broken retractable radio antenna. At least it's better than nothing.
Apollo: Same ol' same ol'. Walking him day and night, the backyard is really starting to piss me off in the sense that I can't let him out into the backyard to go to the bathroom by himself without worrying about him running away. Hopefully we'll get that taken care of soon, with the inclusion of that letter I wrote when I sent out the last rent check. I don't think I've been feeding him enough, but he can't get too fat. Annoying as hell of course, especially in the mornings... he won't ever let me sleep in. Always has to wake me up to let him out to go potty.
I think that's it... all I can think of/remember as of right now. School's around the corner, and that's going to suck. Well, more to come later.
Wednesday, August 31, 2005
Friday, August 12, 2005
xXx
... State of the Union was a pretty damn good movie. I just finished with it, and it really wasn't all that bad and it was full of pretty cool action with lots of guns which we all love. Nevertheless, it still had a lot of that "hero of story is superman and doesn't get shot ever". I mean, c'mon... stray bullets have to hit them sooner or later.
Psychology class was cancelled today... I got to work late because I fell back asleep after taking a nap and waking up to turn off the alarm and layed back down. Work was boring... same as always, but we took some pictures this time. I'm going to upload them I guess, along with some other things that I've taken. I had Burger King for dinner.
What a boring day, tomorrow's not going to be too much better... I have to fix my damn car battery connection, and we have the DeZ match tomorrow night. Other than that, I have to register at 7 in the morning (setting alarm now) and nothing else is planned. Boring....
... State of the Union was a pretty damn good movie. I just finished with it, and it really wasn't all that bad and it was full of pretty cool action with lots of guns which we all love. Nevertheless, it still had a lot of that "hero of story is superman and doesn't get shot ever". I mean, c'mon... stray bullets have to hit them sooner or later.
Psychology class was cancelled today... I got to work late because I fell back asleep after taking a nap and waking up to turn off the alarm and layed back down. Work was boring... same as always, but we took some pictures this time. I'm going to upload them I guess, along with some other things that I've taken. I had Burger King for dinner.
What a boring day, tomorrow's not going to be too much better... I have to fix my damn car battery connection, and we have the DeZ match tomorrow night. Other than that, I have to register at 7 in the morning (setting alarm now) and nothing else is planned. Boring....
Wednesday, August 10, 2005
........
That was what went through my head as I attempted to come up with a title for what I'm going to write today. I suppose writing about my settings at this very moment will do. Apollo is finally tired and asleep on my bed, I have to make sure I don't wake him up, otherwise it will be very difficult to get him back to bed. I'm playing one of my most favorite CDs of all times, Nirwana by Ayla. My keyboard is sticking, mainly the *space* and *a* keys. I really need a new one. I suppose we should just stop the dilly-dally-ing and get on with what needs to be said/typed.
Yesterday...
I took my 2nd psychology midterm. I didn't think I did any better on this one (well not MUCH better) on this one compared to the first one, but I received a 67/75 on this one, not too shabby for never having bought/read the book, missed a couple days of class, and only started studying the night before and that morning right before the test. Although I did have my "aid". Whatever, it's summer, I'm over it.
Then after the test I figured I should go grocery shopping, so I drove all the way down to Food 4 Less, got out of the car, and said to myself, "Okay, I got my keys, my cell phone, and.... SHIT." As my head races in fast motion back to my house here, with my backpack leaned against my kitchen counter, the front center pocket of the backpack held my wallet containing my monetary assets. It was a nice drive back to home, but I didn't want to leave against just to go shopping. Hung out around the house until it was time to go to work. Work was boring, and then after work I made the second trip of the day to Food 4 Less.
The Incidents
I had a full shopping cart of groceries, and perhaps it was fate that placed me in checkout isle number 1. I pull up, and started unloading my groceries. Little did I realize that after about 5 minutes and $90.83 later, I was about to change the lives of 2 people in a very brief, yet profound way. After I had placed every item onto the conveyor belt, a fellow Asian guy about my age was standing behind me, with 2 items in his hand. I thought about it for a second, and said to him, "Is that all you have? You can go ahead of me." He replied graciously, "Really? You don't mind? Thanks man, thanks." I carefully watched the checkout clerk finish ringing out the previous customer, and halted him as he reached for the first of my items and said, "Let him go ahead of me." Right before he left he thanked me again, to which I replied with a sincere, "No problem." and gave a smile.
All good things come with bad. Within these precious moments, the couple that was ahead of me had a problem... rather, the boyfriend did. Earlier as I was first entering the entrance of the store, I read the sign (which was not the first time I've seen it) that said:
"All members of a group will be required to show proof of age when purchasing alcohol."
Seems reasonable, I mean, I can recall the many times that Andrew's illegally bought alcohol for me and it makes sense for a store to be smart about it and have this policy. So the girl (of the couple in front of me) was asked by the clerk for ID. She seemed surprised, and said, "Oh shoot, I don't have it... they've never done this before." Then she replied that she had to go out to the car to get it. All seemed fine to my eavesdropping ears, when out of no where the b/f got real pissed off. I can only remember hearing him say, "This is BS, we're never shopping here again." I started thinking thoughts of, wtf is up with this guy? he must be having a bad day or something, geezes it's just showing ID for crying out loud, it makes sense so people underage aren't buying alcohol you dipshit. The guy continued to mouth off, as the clerk looked at me and I mouthed, "What a dick" to him, and he replied quietly with, "I've seen worse." I shook my head, and as the girl came back in and showed ID, the guy came up to pay. Then the clerk said to him, "I need to see your ID too," and then the guy really lost it. He was like, "What is this?! We can't even buy alcohol? Where is your supervisor, I demand to see your supervisor!" The clerk gave a hopeless look of "alright I guess" and picked up the phone and called for a supervisor. The lady with a nice smile quickly walked over, and asked what the problem was. The dick of a customer started his complaints, "What is this? Why do I have to show my ID 2 times to this guy... " blah blah blah. The lady explained that it was their policy, and the guy eventually just accepted it and they finished paying. But it didn't stop there. As they were walked away, I heard him say to his girl, "He better be glad I didn't slap him in the face."
That was it, I couldn't hold back. The whole time I had really wanted to let loose with what I felt because of all the times when I was forced to hold my tongue as an employee of a store and not talk back, and have always wanted OTHER customers to do the talking for me. What he said last was the final straw, as I quickly said in a voice loud enough for him to hear, "Hey man, you know it's posted at the front of the store that you're supposed to show ID." He turns around and says "Screw you! It's none of your damn business!" I was really fired up, of course I didn't show it, but inside I was burning... it would've probably gotten much worse, but the girl (even before this) had been saying to the guy, "It's okay, it's okay, lets just go to the car," and apologizing for him. This guy wasn't even that big, I could take him.
Why am I such a chicken. On the drive back home I imagined anything and everything I could've possibly said to that guy. Below is some of the things I had really wanted to say/do:
It's none of my business?! I'm making it my fucking business you prick! Someone like him is just working and doing his job, so he can pay his rent/tuition to get through college, so that he can get a good job and live a good life in the future, but dicks like you in this world have to give him a hard time and he has to put up with it so he doesn't lose his job?! If you're having a bad day, go take it out somewhere else, don't come in here and act like he's here to do everything you want, the law is the law, and if you don't like it then you can piss off and go live somewhere else. Who the fuck do you think you are?
*In an alternate universe* I then pull out my handgun (unloaded or loaded with blanks) as the guy attempts to approach me to cause physical harm. Stay the FUCK BACK. No one has to die today. (People are screaming in the background that I've got a gun.) He stops dead in his tracks. Take your groceries, go to your car, and go home. Think about what you've done today, and wonder why the hell didn't this kid pull the trigger on me. Think about why did you just almost get killed because of your attitude towards a complete stranger that is doing his job and obeying the law. Think about why God allowed me to allow you to live today. Get the fuck out of this store. He leaves the store, I put my gun away and tell people that it's unloaded, and I hurrily get my things, pay, loaded my car and went home.
I know I've done at least 2 good things and made the lives of 2 people better. First the guy who I let go in front of me, because in a world that I'd like to live in, that's what I would do. Second was the clerk guy, named Jerry. A typical college guy (most likely) that has the common decency to go out and get a job to support or help support himself has to put up with crap from people like that in this world. I did and said something because that's what I would wish for more than anything else in the world if I was in Jerry's position that someone else would do for me. I'm sure both of those guys thought about what I had done that day, either immediately following or later on that day, about how this guy at Food 4 Less today did something that they wished would have been done, and it had been done and happened.
Today...
I don't even know where to start. My head is just filled with so many things, yet at the same time I'm trying to forget it all. It doesn't feel like it did when I first realized what had happened earlier this afternoon, but I'm just trying to move on. Gosh I wish I could write exactly what happened, but people see and read these blogs. I'll try something new today, because at least I would be able to read it myself and make sense out of it I guess.
I had left a I******* B****** Win*** open with a F***B*** page of **** most of the day. When I got home, I decided to r****she it. Oh wait, it says that it was u****ed 8/11... that's today! I scroll down, and in the i*****ts section it says i* a r*******ip with ____________ . My heart raced... no, it couldn't be, could it? But indeed it was true. **** had a */* at this point in time. I knew things had been going too well, I mean I had talked about it with Amanda at work and with Kara, all excited about it and everything. I had spent who knows how much time in my head, thinking about the p******al things that ** could ** if we **** **** *** on a ****. I couldn't help it, my ***** felt like the may numerous times I had felt in the past. I had to tell someone, so I texted Kara and she came on this afternoon, and I spilled the beans to her for over an hour. We came to the conclusion that at least I hadn't w***** too much **** on **** yet and that it was better for me to **** *** sonner rather than ***** when ** had al****y g**e *** once or a ****** t***s. I couldn't believe I said this myself, but it really needs to go in my profile:
Kara: Life sucks sometimes.
Me: ha, sometimes? more often than not for me, but we have no choice but to live it... and whether or not we live it in fear or looking back on those things that suck in life, or if we live it looking forward to the few good things in life among the many bad ones, is a choice we all have to make ourselves.
And so I believe I've made my choice. Move on, look forward to those things that are yet to come. I've hit many bumps in the road in the past, and this has/is definitely one of those bigger ones that give your stomach that sinking feeling that we all hate, and sends us down a spiral of mini depression mood... at least this all happens to me. So we'll move on. I've taken **** o** my b**** l*** because like I said to Kara, it's not that I don't **** ** her f*****, it's just that it p***s me when I *** h** s*** on. All I have left is to look forward to those few good things in life, like this one coming up on Sunday when I get to go to Great America with Bryan for his birthday and see Aaron as well. It should be a fun day filled with roller coasters, expensive theme park food, taking stupid pictures and making dumb videos, and just hanging out with the guys before I have to drive all the way home again.
Life is full of choices... it's hard to make the choice sometimes, and it's especially hard to try and figure out which ones are the right ones. But DAMN IT, make one.
That was what went through my head as I attempted to come up with a title for what I'm going to write today. I suppose writing about my settings at this very moment will do. Apollo is finally tired and asleep on my bed, I have to make sure I don't wake him up, otherwise it will be very difficult to get him back to bed. I'm playing one of my most favorite CDs of all times, Nirwana by Ayla. My keyboard is sticking, mainly the *space* and *a* keys. I really need a new one. I suppose we should just stop the dilly-dally-ing and get on with what needs to be said/typed.
Yesterday...
I took my 2nd psychology midterm. I didn't think I did any better on this one (well not MUCH better) on this one compared to the first one, but I received a 67/75 on this one, not too shabby for never having bought/read the book, missed a couple days of class, and only started studying the night before and that morning right before the test. Although I did have my "aid". Whatever, it's summer, I'm over it.
Then after the test I figured I should go grocery shopping, so I drove all the way down to Food 4 Less, got out of the car, and said to myself, "Okay, I got my keys, my cell phone, and.... SHIT." As my head races in fast motion back to my house here, with my backpack leaned against my kitchen counter, the front center pocket of the backpack held my wallet containing my monetary assets. It was a nice drive back to home, but I didn't want to leave against just to go shopping. Hung out around the house until it was time to go to work. Work was boring, and then after work I made the second trip of the day to Food 4 Less.
The Incidents
I had a full shopping cart of groceries, and perhaps it was fate that placed me in checkout isle number 1. I pull up, and started unloading my groceries. Little did I realize that after about 5 minutes and $90.83 later, I was about to change the lives of 2 people in a very brief, yet profound way. After I had placed every item onto the conveyor belt, a fellow Asian guy about my age was standing behind me, with 2 items in his hand. I thought about it for a second, and said to him, "Is that all you have? You can go ahead of me." He replied graciously, "Really? You don't mind? Thanks man, thanks." I carefully watched the checkout clerk finish ringing out the previous customer, and halted him as he reached for the first of my items and said, "Let him go ahead of me." Right before he left he thanked me again, to which I replied with a sincere, "No problem." and gave a smile.
All good things come with bad. Within these precious moments, the couple that was ahead of me had a problem... rather, the boyfriend did. Earlier as I was first entering the entrance of the store, I read the sign (which was not the first time I've seen it) that said:
"All members of a group will be required to show proof of age when purchasing alcohol."
Seems reasonable, I mean, I can recall the many times that Andrew's illegally bought alcohol for me and it makes sense for a store to be smart about it and have this policy. So the girl (of the couple in front of me) was asked by the clerk for ID. She seemed surprised, and said, "Oh shoot, I don't have it... they've never done this before." Then she replied that she had to go out to the car to get it. All seemed fine to my eavesdropping ears, when out of no where the b/f got real pissed off. I can only remember hearing him say, "This is BS, we're never shopping here again." I started thinking thoughts of, wtf is up with this guy? he must be having a bad day or something, geezes it's just showing ID for crying out loud, it makes sense so people underage aren't buying alcohol you dipshit. The guy continued to mouth off, as the clerk looked at me and I mouthed, "What a dick" to him, and he replied quietly with, "I've seen worse." I shook my head, and as the girl came back in and showed ID, the guy came up to pay. Then the clerk said to him, "I need to see your ID too," and then the guy really lost it. He was like, "What is this?! We can't even buy alcohol? Where is your supervisor, I demand to see your supervisor!" The clerk gave a hopeless look of "alright I guess" and picked up the phone and called for a supervisor. The lady with a nice smile quickly walked over, and asked what the problem was. The dick of a customer started his complaints, "What is this? Why do I have to show my ID 2 times to this guy... " blah blah blah. The lady explained that it was their policy, and the guy eventually just accepted it and they finished paying. But it didn't stop there. As they were walked away, I heard him say to his girl, "He better be glad I didn't slap him in the face."
That was it, I couldn't hold back. The whole time I had really wanted to let loose with what I felt because of all the times when I was forced to hold my tongue as an employee of a store and not talk back, and have always wanted OTHER customers to do the talking for me. What he said last was the final straw, as I quickly said in a voice loud enough for him to hear, "Hey man, you know it's posted at the front of the store that you're supposed to show ID." He turns around and says "Screw you! It's none of your damn business!" I was really fired up, of course I didn't show it, but inside I was burning... it would've probably gotten much worse, but the girl (even before this) had been saying to the guy, "It's okay, it's okay, lets just go to the car," and apologizing for him. This guy wasn't even that big, I could take him.
Why am I such a chicken. On the drive back home I imagined anything and everything I could've possibly said to that guy. Below is some of the things I had really wanted to say/do:
It's none of my business?! I'm making it my fucking business you prick! Someone like him is just working and doing his job, so he can pay his rent/tuition to get through college, so that he can get a good job and live a good life in the future, but dicks like you in this world have to give him a hard time and he has to put up with it so he doesn't lose his job?! If you're having a bad day, go take it out somewhere else, don't come in here and act like he's here to do everything you want, the law is the law, and if you don't like it then you can piss off and go live somewhere else. Who the fuck do you think you are?
*In an alternate universe* I then pull out my handgun (unloaded or loaded with blanks) as the guy attempts to approach me to cause physical harm. Stay the FUCK BACK. No one has to die today. (People are screaming in the background that I've got a gun.) He stops dead in his tracks. Take your groceries, go to your car, and go home. Think about what you've done today, and wonder why the hell didn't this kid pull the trigger on me. Think about why did you just almost get killed because of your attitude towards a complete stranger that is doing his job and obeying the law. Think about why God allowed me to allow you to live today. Get the fuck out of this store. He leaves the store, I put my gun away and tell people that it's unloaded, and I hurrily get my things, pay, loaded my car and went home.
I know I've done at least 2 good things and made the lives of 2 people better. First the guy who I let go in front of me, because in a world that I'd like to live in, that's what I would do. Second was the clerk guy, named Jerry. A typical college guy (most likely) that has the common decency to go out and get a job to support or help support himself has to put up with crap from people like that in this world. I did and said something because that's what I would wish for more than anything else in the world if I was in Jerry's position that someone else would do for me. I'm sure both of those guys thought about what I had done that day, either immediately following or later on that day, about how this guy at Food 4 Less today did something that they wished would have been done, and it had been done and happened.
Today...
I don't even know where to start. My head is just filled with so many things, yet at the same time I'm trying to forget it all. It doesn't feel like it did when I first realized what had happened earlier this afternoon, but I'm just trying to move on. Gosh I wish I could write exactly what happened, but people see and read these blogs. I'll try something new today, because at least I would be able to read it myself and make sense out of it I guess.
I had left a I******* B****** Win*** open with a F***B*** page of **** most of the day. When I got home, I decided to r****she it. Oh wait, it says that it was u****ed 8/11... that's today! I scroll down, and in the i*****ts section it says i* a r*******ip with ____________ . My heart raced... no, it couldn't be, could it? But indeed it was true. **** had a */* at this point in time. I knew things had been going too well, I mean I had talked about it with Amanda at work and with Kara, all excited about it and everything. I had spent who knows how much time in my head, thinking about the p******al things that ** could ** if we **** **** *** on a ****. I couldn't help it, my ***** felt like the may numerous times I had felt in the past. I had to tell someone, so I texted Kara and she came on this afternoon, and I spilled the beans to her for over an hour. We came to the conclusion that at least I hadn't w***** too much **** on **** yet and that it was better for me to **** *** sonner rather than ***** when ** had al****y g**e *** once or a ****** t***s. I couldn't believe I said this myself, but it really needs to go in my profile:
Kara: Life sucks sometimes.
Me: ha, sometimes? more often than not for me, but we have no choice but to live it... and whether or not we live it in fear or looking back on those things that suck in life, or if we live it looking forward to the few good things in life among the many bad ones, is a choice we all have to make ourselves.
And so I believe I've made my choice. Move on, look forward to those things that are yet to come. I've hit many bumps in the road in the past, and this has/is definitely one of those bigger ones that give your stomach that sinking feeling that we all hate, and sends us down a spiral of mini depression mood... at least this all happens to me. So we'll move on. I've taken **** o** my b**** l*** because like I said to Kara, it's not that I don't **** ** her f*****, it's just that it p***s me when I *** h** s*** on. All I have left is to look forward to those few good things in life, like this one coming up on Sunday when I get to go to Great America with Bryan for his birthday and see Aaron as well. It should be a fun day filled with roller coasters, expensive theme park food, taking stupid pictures and making dumb videos, and just hanging out with the guys before I have to drive all the way home again.
Life is full of choices... it's hard to make the choice sometimes, and it's especially hard to try and figure out which ones are the right ones. But DAMN IT, make one.
Monday, August 08, 2005
Weekend Update
... so this weekend was kind of boring. Saturday morning I hung around the house until it was time to go to work at noon, of which was immediately followed by 2 big reservations with little 4-6 year olds running around at the birthday parties until 2:30 when I kicked them out, and came home for a few hours. 5:30 I went back to work (technically 6) and worked for the rest of the night with Amanda. We talked for a long time, played DDR together (that was a bad idea, it got her really hyper), taught her how to bowl (even worse idea, after she got a strike she wouldn't calm down), and then people FINALLY started to come in around 8:30 and stayed busy until we closed at 11. I went and bought dinner (first meal of the day) came home, did nothing, and went to bed.
Today I woke up, did nothing all day, watched X-Games for a bit, played Sof2 and more Sof2 and then cooked dinner, watched TV and took a quick nap, then played more Sof2, walked Apollo and then talked to Mom for 70 minutes.
Shit... psychology midterm coming up on Tuesday. That's gonna suck, but oh well, I don't really care about that class and I'll probably end up with a C or something... I blame it all on the summer and being lazy and how I'm not supposed to really be studying because it's summer. I've got to register for classes on Friday, we'll see what I can get... it's going to be a really hard quarter, so I might not even work at all and will just have to tough it out and not play as much video games, and study in the library and concentrate.
Let's hope this next upcoming week is promising, at least there is high potential... because we'll start with hopefully at least going out once, and then Sunday we'll be going to Great America for Bryan's b-day and seeing Aaron too.
... so this weekend was kind of boring. Saturday morning I hung around the house until it was time to go to work at noon, of which was immediately followed by 2 big reservations with little 4-6 year olds running around at the birthday parties until 2:30 when I kicked them out, and came home for a few hours. 5:30 I went back to work (technically 6) and worked for the rest of the night with Amanda. We talked for a long time, played DDR together (that was a bad idea, it got her really hyper), taught her how to bowl (even worse idea, after she got a strike she wouldn't calm down), and then people FINALLY started to come in around 8:30 and stayed busy until we closed at 11. I went and bought dinner (first meal of the day) came home, did nothing, and went to bed.
Today I woke up, did nothing all day, watched X-Games for a bit, played Sof2 and more Sof2 and then cooked dinner, watched TV and took a quick nap, then played more Sof2, walked Apollo and then talked to Mom for 70 minutes.
Shit... psychology midterm coming up on Tuesday. That's gonna suck, but oh well, I don't really care about that class and I'll probably end up with a C or something... I blame it all on the summer and being lazy and how I'm not supposed to really be studying because it's summer. I've got to register for classes on Friday, we'll see what I can get... it's going to be a really hard quarter, so I might not even work at all and will just have to tough it out and not play as much video games, and study in the library and concentrate.
Let's hope this next upcoming week is promising, at least there is high potential... because we'll start with hopefully at least going out once, and then Sunday we'll be going to Great America for Bryan's b-day and seeing Aaron too.
Friday, August 05, 2005
5 in a row
... must be some kind of a record. I've blogged 5 days in a row now, and tonight's was actually kind of FORCED because I didn't want to stop the streak.
This water diet sucks. I've given up carbonated, sugar-filled sodas as the beverage that I have with my meals. They are now bottles of water that has been run through the Brita filter attached to my kitchen sink and filled in old Sobe bottles. With this diet, all I have left to do is get my ass up and exercise.
But the real reason for tonight's post:
I finally got up off of my hands, and acted like a man and not a boy. And let me tell you, it turned out pretty well. It started at 11:36 PM, and we exchanged good nights and "call you next week" at 12:23 AM. It was such a weird feeling though, because she was just that easy to talk to. I didn't feel myself struggling to come up with conversation things because she was talking to me as much as I was trying to talk to her. Nevertheless, many similarities were discovered and shared, mostly regarding alcohol and our summers. Well, we'll let this weekend go by us, as she's leaving town and I'm working my sinister six days-in-a-row at work.
Next week..... next week.
... must be some kind of a record. I've blogged 5 days in a row now, and tonight's was actually kind of FORCED because I didn't want to stop the streak.
This water diet sucks. I've given up carbonated, sugar-filled sodas as the beverage that I have with my meals. They are now bottles of water that has been run through the Brita filter attached to my kitchen sink and filled in old Sobe bottles. With this diet, all I have left to do is get my ass up and exercise.
But the real reason for tonight's post:
I finally got up off of my hands, and acted like a man and not a boy. And let me tell you, it turned out pretty well. It started at 11:36 PM, and we exchanged good nights and "call you next week" at 12:23 AM. It was such a weird feeling though, because she was just that easy to talk to. I didn't feel myself struggling to come up with conversation things because she was talking to me as much as I was trying to talk to her. Nevertheless, many similarities were discovered and shared, mostly regarding alcohol and our summers. Well, we'll let this weekend go by us, as she's leaving town and I'm working my sinister six days-in-a-row at work.
Next week..... next week.
Thursday, August 04, 2005
BlehBlehBleh!!!
... was the sound that my 9mm Walther pistol made as I fired round after round after round. Dan and Jesus and I went to the indoor shooting range today. It was my very first time firing a weapon, and I've got to say it's everything I wanted it to be, except it was much more difficult than it may seem. It also reminded me I really need to get new prescriptions and a pair of new glasses. That needs to be at the top of the "need to buy" list. Anyways, the things I learned today entailed:
Before I write my next post I just had a thought... do people actually read my blogs? I think some people do, I've had a couple of instances where someone I would be talking to would bring up something, and I'd ask, "how did you know that?" or "where did you hear that from?" and they would say, much to my surprise, I read it on your blog dude. Hmm... this blog used to be quite personal with things I wouldn't want others to read and only for my own purposes of diary-keeping so that I capture the mood at the time and don't lose priceless memories/stories. So these days, I have to make things vague to the point where these stories still trigger those memories, but with a sense of generalization where if the people who they are referring to reads it they won't recognize (at least not directly) that it is them I'm writing about... while at the same time those closest to me (that I share these stories with because I trust them) as well as myself will recognize the exact details simply from our memories being jogged by the vague paragraphs. The reasoning behind it is because there is an active link in my AIM profile that links here (and I'm online about 15-17 hours a day, with or without an away message....) as well as a direct link from my facebook page. This is going to be hard to have to "generalize" and be vague about it, but I'm going to try...
So I had been waiting for a couple days... it had only been since I think Monday or Sunday night, so it was still early. I had kinda already gave up, but I woke up late this morning and jumped in the shower. I hopped out, logged onto my computer, and MSN Messenger comes up, and "ding" I have 1 new message. I quickly looked as I tried to jump into my shorts... it was from _________ ! I thought I was dreaming, and hoped for the best as I calmed my ass down, sat down and put on some music (same song I'm listening to right now) and opened the e-mail in high anticipation. I read each word carefully, make sure I got the meaning that was written just right and my eyes didn't play any tricks on me to misinterpret anything. It was definetly filled with content that I had wanted to hear, and the thing that stood out the most is how enthusiastic it was, kind of "hey! thanks for writing and saying hi, how are you doing?" type of thing. It was definetly not TOO short, nor was it lengthy. I think I've analyzed the shit out of it and to death by now, but I can only wait to talk to Kara to get some expertise on this, haha. I don't even know what my next move is going to be.... or when... or how. It was definetly the highlight of my day though.
BLEHBLEHBLEH.
... was the sound that my 9mm Walther pistol made as I fired round after round after round. Dan and Jesus and I went to the indoor shooting range today. It was my very first time firing a weapon, and I've got to say it's everything I wanted it to be, except it was much more difficult than it may seem. It also reminded me I really need to get new prescriptions and a pair of new glasses. That needs to be at the top of the "need to buy" list. Anyways, the things I learned today entailed:
- loading the clip
- the gun itself: safety (if there is one), the clip release, cocking the chamber (locking it and releasing it, and also that it loads a round into the chamber), the hammer (if there is one), the sights
- the shooting stance
- how to grip the gun properly
- breathing (didn't see this play into effect too much, just don't fire while taking a breath because you move around so much)
- pulling the trigger (this was the BIGGEST and HARDEST factor that contributed to my accuracy... err... inaccuracy, of which I learned with the last 5 rounds and finally learned how to AIM.)
Before I write my next post I just had a thought... do people actually read my blogs? I think some people do, I've had a couple of instances where someone I would be talking to would bring up something, and I'd ask, "how did you know that?" or "where did you hear that from?" and they would say, much to my surprise, I read it on your blog dude. Hmm... this blog used to be quite personal with things I wouldn't want others to read and only for my own purposes of diary-keeping so that I capture the mood at the time and don't lose priceless memories/stories. So these days, I have to make things vague to the point where these stories still trigger those memories, but with a sense of generalization where if the people who they are referring to reads it they won't recognize (at least not directly) that it is them I'm writing about... while at the same time those closest to me (that I share these stories with because I trust them) as well as myself will recognize the exact details simply from our memories being jogged by the vague paragraphs. The reasoning behind it is because there is an active link in my AIM profile that links here (and I'm online about 15-17 hours a day, with or without an away message....) as well as a direct link from my facebook page. This is going to be hard to have to "generalize" and be vague about it, but I'm going to try...
So I had been waiting for a couple days... it had only been since I think Monday or Sunday night, so it was still early. I had kinda already gave up, but I woke up late this morning and jumped in the shower. I hopped out, logged onto my computer, and MSN Messenger comes up, and "ding" I have 1 new message. I quickly looked as I tried to jump into my shorts... it was from _________ ! I thought I was dreaming, and hoped for the best as I calmed my ass down, sat down and put on some music (same song I'm listening to right now) and opened the e-mail in high anticipation. I read each word carefully, make sure I got the meaning that was written just right and my eyes didn't play any tricks on me to misinterpret anything. It was definetly filled with content that I had wanted to hear, and the thing that stood out the most is how enthusiastic it was, kind of "hey! thanks for writing and saying hi, how are you doing?" type of thing. It was definetly not TOO short, nor was it lengthy. I think I've analyzed the shit out of it and to death by now, but I can only wait to talk to Kara to get some expertise on this, haha. I don't even know what my next move is going to be.... or when... or how. It was definetly the highlight of my day though.
BLEHBLEHBLEH.
Wednesday, August 03, 2005
www.calpolysingles.com
... Wow I've really hit a new low. I didn't really realize how lonely, bored, and depressed I've gotten until after I spent roughly an hour, writing profiles and other personal info and uploading 2 pictures for this stupid singles page. (sigh) I guess I'm just looking/waiting that much for something/someone to come along. These summer nights are just going to waste...
Work work work, school school school. The cycle doesn't ever seem to want to end. The only thing that gets me up in the morning is... well, Apollo's annoying barks to get outside to go to the bathroom, and then him destroying my right or left hand with his incessent chewing in an attempt to get my attention to play with/entertain him. Damn you!
I slept in today, I guess that was because I stayed up last night doing absolutely nothing on my computer. I ditched psych class, played sof2, then went to work, came home and took Apollo to the park, came home and made dinner, then played more soft2 and wasted the night away doing nothing while wandering aimlessly on the internet.
Fucking Vegas trip is going to be expensive, as I talked with Dan about all the money we would be spending and such. I really need to start saving. www.pimpnho.com I have so much shit to spend money on, but the bills just continue to keep coming. Rent, clan server/TS, telephone bill, TV/internet bill, food bill, plus other expenditures such as dog stuff, and other fast food/movies stuff. I can't even save any cash. Just gave mom $200 for fucking insurance too. Christ... I really can't seem to keep up and I have so much stuff I need to buy. New glasses (and get new perscriptions and lens on top of that), stuff for the house, new keyboard, laptop, car stuff, fucking everything. I really need to just work more and spend less.
I cleaned my shoes today at work and can finally wear them again. Brian (Mealy) also stopped by today and that just gave me a reality check of how much it's going to SUCK when school starts in the fall. Man I won't be ready for it at all... after barely pulling through Winter and Spring quarter doing minimum work and this summer filled with laziness, I am going to go through hell with 2 EE classes and 1 CPE class, ALL with LABS. Fuck....
Where is Kara?
... Wow I've really hit a new low. I didn't really realize how lonely, bored, and depressed I've gotten until after I spent roughly an hour, writing profiles and other personal info and uploading 2 pictures for this stupid singles page. (sigh) I guess I'm just looking/waiting that much for something/someone to come along. These summer nights are just going to waste...
Work work work, school school school. The cycle doesn't ever seem to want to end. The only thing that gets me up in the morning is... well, Apollo's annoying barks to get outside to go to the bathroom, and then him destroying my right or left hand with his incessent chewing in an attempt to get my attention to play with/entertain him. Damn you!
I slept in today, I guess that was because I stayed up last night doing absolutely nothing on my computer. I ditched psych class, played sof2, then went to work, came home and took Apollo to the park, came home and made dinner, then played more soft2 and wasted the night away doing nothing while wandering aimlessly on the internet.
Fucking Vegas trip is going to be expensive, as I talked with Dan about all the money we would be spending and such. I really need to start saving. www.pimpnho.com I have so much shit to spend money on, but the bills just continue to keep coming. Rent, clan server/TS, telephone bill, TV/internet bill, food bill, plus other expenditures such as dog stuff, and other fast food/movies stuff. I can't even save any cash. Just gave mom $200 for fucking insurance too. Christ... I really can't seem to keep up and I have so much stuff I need to buy. New glasses (and get new perscriptions and lens on top of that), stuff for the house, new keyboard, laptop, car stuff, fucking everything. I really need to just work more and spend less.
I cleaned my shoes today at work and can finally wear them again. Brian (Mealy) also stopped by today and that just gave me a reality check of how much it's going to SUCK when school starts in the fall. Man I won't be ready for it at all... after barely pulling through Winter and Spring quarter doing minimum work and this summer filled with laziness, I am going to go through hell with 2 EE classes and 1 CPE class, ALL with LABS. Fuck....
Where is Kara?
Tuesday, August 02, 2005
I'm broke
...temporarily anyways. Mom just got my envelope of checks and cash, and Adam just sent out my 2 security deposits from long ago. I got no cash on me, and my savings account and checking is near empty. My Visa card is in the hole by about $30, and my American Express has been in the hole for a long time now, since a while back but it'll be cleared up soon. Wait, check that. It won't be... because...
I bought the airplane ticket for the September Vegas trip today. Booked that flight for 8/2 and return on 8/5. Damn ticket cost me $250+... but according to Erik, driving there and renting a car will cost around $170, so the cost to benefit efficiency is much more in the favor of flying, and they already did it, so wtf... I will too. I need to start saving money. This trip is going to turn out to be expensive, I will need to get Erik to buy some of that stuff for me, he's got a job, hehe.
Pistols range on Wednesday! I will have to remember to bring my camera so Dan can take some sweet pictures of me with a real firearm in my hands, seeing if all of these years of playing light gun games (Duck Hunt, Virtual Cop, Time Crisis, Point Blank, etc) will pay off. Not to mention being able to attach virtual reality to real-life stimulation of the recoil of the gun. It will be sweet!
Movies I've watched in the past week and a half:
- Die Another Day
- Ocean's 12
- After the Sunset
- Assault on Precinct 13
Apollo ate my last cheesy gordita crunch when I ran out to buy a slurpee today. BAD DOG! I need to get myself to the Midstate Fair before it ends, maybe I'll go... Friday morning? Fuck, I'm working everyday this week until I get Sunday off.
I'm on a roll, that's 2 posts in 2 days. Also, WTF is up with this blogger using that big and gay font as the default font when I post? I have to manually switch it to Times... bitches.
...temporarily anyways. Mom just got my envelope of checks and cash, and Adam just sent out my 2 security deposits from long ago. I got no cash on me, and my savings account and checking is near empty. My Visa card is in the hole by about $30, and my American Express has been in the hole for a long time now, since a while back but it'll be cleared up soon. Wait, check that. It won't be... because...
I bought the airplane ticket for the September Vegas trip today. Booked that flight for 8/2 and return on 8/5. Damn ticket cost me $250+... but according to Erik, driving there and renting a car will cost around $170, so the cost to benefit efficiency is much more in the favor of flying, and they already did it, so wtf... I will too. I need to start saving money. This trip is going to turn out to be expensive, I will need to get Erik to buy some of that stuff for me, he's got a job, hehe.
Pistols range on Wednesday! I will have to remember to bring my camera so Dan can take some sweet pictures of me with a real firearm in my hands, seeing if all of these years of playing light gun games (Duck Hunt, Virtual Cop, Time Crisis, Point Blank, etc) will pay off. Not to mention being able to attach virtual reality to real-life stimulation of the recoil of the gun. It will be sweet!
Movies I've watched in the past week and a half:
- Die Another Day
- Ocean's 12
- After the Sunset
- Assault on Precinct 13
Apollo ate my last cheesy gordita crunch when I ran out to buy a slurpee today. BAD DOG! I need to get myself to the Midstate Fair before it ends, maybe I'll go... Friday morning? Fuck, I'm working everyday this week until I get Sunday off.
I'm on a roll, that's 2 posts in 2 days. Also, WTF is up with this blogger using that big and gay font as the default font when I post? I have to manually switch it to Times... bitches.
Monday, August 01, 2005
Parking Tickets/Violations
... suck ass. The inspiration for today's post came after reading AJ's rommmate's blog regarding the "no parking on ninth and sherman on the first thursday of every month april-november between the hours of 8AM - 5PM." Well, at exactly 10:30 AM of July 30th (Friday) I was cited by officer # 67645 Padilla, for: "Violation #11: Curb/Wrong Way" for a total penalty of $20.
,,!,, (that's a middle finger up yours SLO Parking)
Fuck you. I live in a fucking dead-end of a street (almost like a court) without a fucking turnaround at the end, and my car is low to the fucking ground. I'm not going to fucking turn around or back into my parking spot every damn time I come home. Fuck off...
Well I haven't posted for a long time, because I've been way too lazy to do so and it is really hard to be able to get the "right" conditions to 1.) allow me to post and 2.) give me the motivation. Mostly it is because of number 1, because every damn time I want to post, Apollo is annoying the fuck out of me and I end up playing with him on my bed until I feel so tired I just turn the lights off and go to bed. Other distractions get in the way as well, such as Ban IMing me late at night and distracts me, or I'm simply too busy. I mean, no one reads this blog and it's only for my own personal bookkeeping right???
Either way. Since the last post, some things have gone on... Anthropology class is over. I wonder what I got in that class, probably ended up with a B or B+. Psychology is still going. 4 days a week at 9 in the freaking morning. Work at the bowling alley is the same, actually that's a lie. It hasn't been the same. It's been a cluster-fuck of kids from the Church Camp, Upward Bound, Summer Advising, SLO high school kids, and other assortments of kids visiting Cal Poly. Busy as hell, but whatever, it keeps me busy. I finally started back bowing, but my finger just isn't what it used to be. It's weird, it gets really sore after bowling (like right now) but doesn't seem to be in the extreme pain that it used to be in, but it does still hurt when agitated. Hopefully I'm working my way back.
I'm going to Vegas! Come the beginning of September, it's a trip down to The Strip for the annual Pimps 'n Hoes party! This is going to fucking rock my socks off. Erik was the person who asked if I wanted to go with his friends from work who is setting most of it up. Adam here in town will also be going with us as well, other than that I don't know any of the other people yet. Hopefully it shouldn't cost me too much money, and I will get fucking drunk off my ass, SEE lots of T&A, maybe win some money (or just not lose too much), eat at the buffets there, and just have my "summer adventure" to tell. Seems like 2005 is the year to go to Vegas, I know so many people who will be making a trip down this year, plus MTV's "Summer at the Strip" motto which I guess implies they're hanging out there or something dumb.
I seriously think I've been trading my time that I've been spending on running the clan with the amount of time that I ever talk to Kara anymore. I sure do miss her, but the clan is like a band of brothers for me. Scope, Blade, Homicide, Ruin, Ban... all my good buddies and people that we laugh our fucking asses off looking at awesome flash videos online, chatting over AIM or talking on TS, and just kicking the shit out of people in scrims or dicking around in our server. Man these are some good times with the boys, this game is the shit, and so is our team!
I'm supposed to be getting a Raptor hard drive from Erik's asian friend who's got the underground hookups, this will hopefully make a nice boot harddrive and expand my storage space to allow the 120 gig drive to be fully dedicated as a slave and archive of stuff for me.
Mutha fucking car battery. Don't even want to get into that shit... but here's the short version. It died on the Saturday Erik came to down, then like a ghost and out of no where comes back alive. Runs fine for 2 days, and dies on me after I get out of class on Monday... Dan gave me a jump, and I drove it to Napa Auto Parts where I change out the frigging battery on my own after purchasing a $65 battery. How fast are those stupid things supposed to wear out anyways? Well, we'll find out with this new one.
I'm still waiting for 2 e-mails to come back to me. Long story, but I'm lonely.
I like watching movies.
... suck ass. The inspiration for today's post came after reading AJ's rommmate's blog regarding the "no parking on ninth and sherman on the first thursday of every month april-november between the hours of 8AM - 5PM." Well, at exactly 10:30 AM of July 30th (Friday) I was cited by officer # 67645 Padilla, for: "Violation #11: Curb/Wrong Way" for a total penalty of $20.
,,!,, (that's a middle finger up yours SLO Parking)
Fuck you. I live in a fucking dead-end of a street (almost like a court) without a fucking turnaround at the end, and my car is low to the fucking ground. I'm not going to fucking turn around or back into my parking spot every damn time I come home. Fuck off...
Well I haven't posted for a long time, because I've been way too lazy to do so and it is really hard to be able to get the "right" conditions to 1.) allow me to post and 2.) give me the motivation. Mostly it is because of number 1, because every damn time I want to post, Apollo is annoying the fuck out of me and I end up playing with him on my bed until I feel so tired I just turn the lights off and go to bed. Other distractions get in the way as well, such as Ban IMing me late at night and distracts me, or I'm simply too busy. I mean, no one reads this blog and it's only for my own personal bookkeeping right???
Either way. Since the last post, some things have gone on... Anthropology class is over. I wonder what I got in that class, probably ended up with a B or B+. Psychology is still going. 4 days a week at 9 in the freaking morning. Work at the bowling alley is the same, actually that's a lie. It hasn't been the same. It's been a cluster-fuck of kids from the Church Camp, Upward Bound, Summer Advising, SLO high school kids, and other assortments of kids visiting Cal Poly. Busy as hell, but whatever, it keeps me busy. I finally started back bowing, but my finger just isn't what it used to be. It's weird, it gets really sore after bowling (like right now) but doesn't seem to be in the extreme pain that it used to be in, but it does still hurt when agitated. Hopefully I'm working my way back.
I'm going to Vegas! Come the beginning of September, it's a trip down to The Strip for the annual Pimps 'n Hoes party! This is going to fucking rock my socks off. Erik was the person who asked if I wanted to go with his friends from work who is setting most of it up. Adam here in town will also be going with us as well, other than that I don't know any of the other people yet. Hopefully it shouldn't cost me too much money, and I will get fucking drunk off my ass, SEE lots of T&A, maybe win some money (or just not lose too much), eat at the buffets there, and just have my "summer adventure" to tell. Seems like 2005 is the year to go to Vegas, I know so many people who will be making a trip down this year, plus MTV's "Summer at the Strip" motto which I guess implies they're hanging out there or something dumb.
I seriously think I've been trading my time that I've been spending on running the clan with the amount of time that I ever talk to Kara anymore. I sure do miss her, but the clan is like a band of brothers for me. Scope, Blade, Homicide, Ruin, Ban... all my good buddies and people that we laugh our fucking asses off looking at awesome flash videos online, chatting over AIM or talking on TS, and just kicking the shit out of people in scrims or dicking around in our server. Man these are some good times with the boys, this game is the shit, and so is our team!
I'm supposed to be getting a Raptor hard drive from Erik's asian friend who's got the underground hookups, this will hopefully make a nice boot harddrive and expand my storage space to allow the 120 gig drive to be fully dedicated as a slave and archive of stuff for me.
Mutha fucking car battery. Don't even want to get into that shit... but here's the short version. It died on the Saturday Erik came to down, then like a ghost and out of no where comes back alive. Runs fine for 2 days, and dies on me after I get out of class on Monday... Dan gave me a jump, and I drove it to Napa Auto Parts where I change out the frigging battery on my own after purchasing a $65 battery. How fast are those stupid things supposed to wear out anyways? Well, we'll find out with this new one.
I'm still waiting for 2 e-mails to come back to me. Long story, but I'm lonely.
I like watching movies.
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