Another concert added

Yep yet another concert has been added to my list...
9/30/05 @ Sonar The Motherfuckin' Pixies (the day after my Bday)

It's gonna be a good time, a nice intimate setting for an awesome band, looks like it'll be Myself, Uncle Tom, Canowine, and perhaps SugarDuck(UT's fiance). Shit was expensive but I bought 4 tix at 10 when they went on sale. I'm still not up to shit have been bored and lazy. Thinking alot about next month when I am taking a vacation yet again, since I have use or lose leave. So I am taking 10 days off. Sep 21-30th and then of course I have the weekend off. I am planning a trip for the first weekend and then when I get back I will probably just be lazy and lay around and get drunk, I was planing on seeing how much I can drink on my Bday by starting right at midnight and going until midnight but now I have to be awake the next day for this concert and I may make Chris go out and do something with me so I may have to be able to function instead of laying on the toilet. But who knows thats next month things may change by then. I just hope I have fun on my Bday, last year was memorable in San Antonio and is going to be hard to top, I still have the pic from the strip club...lol. Ok Well here is a joke that I thought was funny:

The Idiot
Three men, a philosopher, a mathematician and an idiot, were out riding
in a car when it crashed into a tree. Before anyone knows it, the
three
men found themselves standing before the Pearly Gates of Heaven, where
St Peter and the Devil were standing nearby.
"Gentlemen", the Devil started: "Due to the fact that Heaven is now
overcrowded, therefore St Peter has agreed to limit the number of
people
entering Heaven. If anyone of you can ask me a question which I don't
know or cannot answer, then you're worthy enough to go to Heaven, if
not
then you'll come with me to Hell."
The philosopher then stepped up. "OK, give me the most comprehensive
report on Socrates' teachings." With a snap of his finger, a stack of
paper appeared next to the Devil.
The philosopher read it and concluded it was correct. "Then, go to
Hell." With another snap of his finger, the philosopher disappeared.
The mathematician then asked, "Give me the most complicated formula you
can ever think of" With a snap of his finger, another stack of paper
appeared next to the Devil.
The mathematician read it and reluctantly agreed it was correct. "Then
go to Hell". With another snap of his finger, the mathematician
disappeared too.
The idiot then stepped forward and said, "Bring me a chair" The Devil
brought forward a chair.
"Drill 7 holes on the seat" The Devil did just that.
The idiot then sat on the chair and let out a very loud fart. Standing
up, he asked, "Which hole did my fart come out from?"
The Devil inspected the seat and said, "The third hole from the right"
"Wrong," said the idiot, "it's from my asshole"
And the idiot went to Heaven.....

Back to my Roots

Well due to the Seldon Plan making me realize I haven't posted about music lately, and to rub my future concert ventures into Zefyur's face. But here is some new music that I have stumbled over from Myspace and Pure Volume, followed by my concert schedule.

If Not Winter

Of Fate and Chance

Small Towns burn a Little Slower

Dead Poetic

Behind Crimson Eyes

36 Crazyfists For Zefyur

9/3/05 Hungtington, WV @Hyamp UnderOath w/ Silverstein, Since By Man, Sullivan
10/8/05 Camden, NJ @Tweeter Center Beck
10/9/05 @Sonar STORY OF THE YEAR, FUNERAL FOR A FRIEND : ANBERLIN : HE IS LEGEND
10/20/05 @930 club Senses Fail w/ Saves The Day, The Early November, Say Anything
11/3/05 @930 club Thrice With Underoath, The Bled and Veda
11/16/05 @930 club Armor For Sleep with Matchbook Romance, Lovedrug, and Gatsby's American Dream
11/21/05 @930 club Hawthorne Heights with Silverstein and Bayside

and who knows what else I'll find. All will be in loving memory to my buddy Zefyur. I will be sure to get some good pics if I can fix my camera. 930 is getting back to the good shit!

The Seldon Plan

SO after a busy night of getting thrown off a car and such Saturday I wanted to see the Violent Femmes free show in Bmore but the guys who told me about it bailed so I ended up going down the road a little bit with Chris to see his brothers band again. The place they were playing at looked like an indoor bus station. It was a nice intamite setting. They played with the lights in the whole placed turned down. They were great as always. The main thing that I enjoy about seeing them is, they have fun. They sound awesome and they are jumping around and talk to the crowd. Well after their set I was outside smokeing and joking, Dave the bassist bummed a smoke off from me and says, I think I read your blog. I was like oh god, they now know I'm crazy. He said they get a couple hits a week off from my daily download, that has been there for months and needs to be changed to kick ass download. He also told me he liked it how I talk about music, well I did, I have been straying due to lack of good concerts. But I thought that was pretty cool. They have a new record called "Making Circles" Listen to some of their songs HERE!. Trust me it is really good. Don't worry, they're not my normal screamo. They are rock, some soft some faster, but always good. You people in Bmore need to go to some of their shows. And Michael Chris broke your anntenna before I fell off the roof of your car. Chris was wooried about me, I was more worried that I dented your roof or something. I looked nothing but a couple scratches that he said were there before. My bad.

Chris and I are on a roadtrip next weekend, we finally made the final decision to drive 6 and a half hours to see Underoath and Silverstein in Huntington, WV on Saturday. So that is going to kick major fuckin ass! you can probably expect some audioblogs.

Crazy Friday

Ok so I went to work today and didn't work. We had a picnic which included a keg of yuengling(east coast beer that is awesome) but I couldn't drink too much because eyes were on me due to my DUI. Afterwards I went to Chris's where I hung out and watched him play Halo for 5 hours. Then we went to a bar/club that was far from our scene but our buddy Nate was tryin to hook up with this chick so We all went there with Chris's girl. So I had a couple drinks before we left, including I had absinth, which is illegal to sell in the US and is supposed to have the same effects as LSD but it tastes nasty and I guess I couldn't drink enough to get those effects though I almost felt high. SO we left the bar and I was on the phone sitting on Chris's trunk and he gunned it in reverse and threw me off. I jumped on the roof and sat there where he gunned it back and forth but my as was through the moon roof. He then grabbed my ass and balls so I popped my ass out. He continued to gunn it back and forth where I held on to the moon roof window, then he gunned it and took off around a corner. He said he wasn't going that fast, maybe I just had a little more than I thought but I flew off the roof. I landed on my hip, flipped over and hit my knees and wrists. They all have road rash. My hip and knee on my right side(the one I mainly landed one) are killing me. But I landed and was like "wholy shit I flew off the car" and then heard him stop and get out of the car, so I went limp and pretended to be out cold. He freaked out, was slapping me screaming for me to wake up, til it started to hurt and I looked at him and smiled. He called me a couple names and I laughed. Then we headed for Taco Ball. On the way we got caught at a long light where we got out and pretended to have a screaming match and then started shoving each other and slapping each other. All the cars where watching us and were trying to figure out what the hell was going on. Then we got back in and continued on our mission. We got to one Taco bell/KFC which was closed at 130, we were pissed then went to find a real Taco Bell. We did find one and then came back to his place and ate. His girlfriend had no idea that we were this crazy. He feels real bad for throwing me off the car but apparently I didn't have a good grip with one hand and the other on the phone. I kinda keep throwing it in his face but then say it was my own stupidity. I am sore but I'm not going to bolame him. I have never been thrown off a moving car before, but now I can say I have. He left to take everyone home and I am here at his place and am going to crash on his couch. He will probably stay at his girlfriends but I have to get up early and go to my other job so I can get some money and we'll see what kind of stupid stuff we can get into tomorrow.

Pic from Baltimore Orioles game

Looks neat, Navy over ran this detail! 


On the field at Camden Yards stadium 


Gonzo and I, don't we look so happy. That's our game face! 


I couldn't decide which one I liked better 

Useless facts volume who gives a fuck

So I did get to do the O's game last night, I had fun and thought it went pretty good, I think someone actually messed up. We got a copy of the tape, I haven't got to watch it yet though. Had a couple beers, had to have at least one with Uncle Tom since it was his B-Day! Not much else happening so, my mailbox is full of them again so here they are:

You can start a fire with ice.

The Blue Whale's tongue weighs more than an adult elephant!

Honey is the only food that will not spoil.

In Ancient Greece, if a woman watched even one Olympic event, she was executed.

Prior to 1900, prized fights lasted up to 100 rounds.

A full grown bear can run as fast as a horse.

41% of the moon is not visible from earth at any time.

Peanuts are one of the ingrediants of dynamite.

In Athens, Greece, a driver's license can be taken away by law if the driver is deemed either unbathed or poorly dressed.

Fingernails grow fastest on the hand you favor.

4.5 pounds of sunlight strike the Earth each day.

Court Results

The results are in and we will find out right after this break. I remember when American Idol used to do that all the time and think it was funny like everyone didn't know that they were going to say it yet again. Like "oh that's played out, he has to say it first this time". But anyways went pretty good. Got 1 year probabtion, $170 fine and have to do some impact course where you listen to people who know someone who's died because of drunk drivers. But the impact course is also something I am still supposed to do for the military. So not too bad, I just have to tell my probie when I leave the state, they are supposed to get ahold of me sometime this week. When I got back to work today the mouse for my computer was gone, this chick that works upstairs, Patti, she made those guys look like they were dead from my operation I think I put a pic of her up when I got back, but she steals my mouse because I got it from when they had a drug fair it's for Seroquel how fitting I never knew what it was for but apparently it's for bipolar or schizo's. But it has like water and some floaty thing in it and looks kind of neat and is different so I use it instead of the normal grey mouses(in this case would it be mice) well while I was writing that last sentence she came down and was asking where her computer, I went up and stole her mouse, keyboard and monitor, was and I denied everything and her friend said that it could be someone else so they went to look for them. I wish they would have said who then I could take it there and frame them and it would be hilarious and I wouldn't get caught. My office is saying that I'm already violating my parole but it's a payback joke so it shouldn't count. So Let's see how freaked out she gets. I love being mean. At least I left the CPU. But anywho, so it sounds like I am not doing the game tonight for some fucking reason, they said I was and then I asked Uncle Tom what time we had to meet up and he said I wasn't on it so now I'm making him call up our guy in charge and find out why the hell not. I already told my other job I wasn't going to be in. I may still go in, I need money so I can take another vacation!

The joy of lyrics

So I got a copy of Silverstein's new album until I actually find it in stoes and get the chance to buy it myself. At first I was like, yeah it's ok but like most I just had to hear it a couple times and read the lyrics to get the full effect. Most of my screamo, you have to read the lyrics to understand it and then once you know it you remember it and can hear it more clearly. But while I was reading them this morning I noticed how it could be interpretted in other ways if you were to read it without the music. I was thinking about posting the lyrics to "Discovering The Waterfront" which is the name of the album, it can probably relate to everyone as a good break up song. The part I love the most is the guitar that sounds like the old rock ballads a little, the kind that just hits your soul like Whitesnake or someone. But as usual it is another one of the albums that are about the pain of someone leaving you, I can't really understand why I keep listening to these albums; UnderOath, Senses Fail, Silverstein, Hawthorne Heights; but they are all so good. Maybe it's just since I've been in those positions so much in the past, they still remind me, though it has been a while. But damn it's good. I will be seeing all those bands again this fall. October will be STORY OF THE YEAR, FUNERAL FOR A FRIEND, ANBERLIN, HE IS LEGEND. November will be Silverstein w/ Hawthorne Heights, Aiden, Bayside. and Thrice With Underoath, The Bled and Veda. I can't wait, don't mind the Caps I am lazy and just copied and pasted. All I know is that they are all going to be kickass shows. Actually Underoath and silverstein are together in WV and PA soon but that is kind of far to drive, I wouldn't mind too bad if Chris wanted to do a roadtrip but I doubt that's gonna happen. Wow I just found out that if I hit the Shift key 5 times it turns on some thing called "stickykeys", thats wierd. Well tomorrow is my court date and then if I'm not in jail I will be with the Color Guard for the national anthem for the Bmore O's game, so watch for me on TV though they never show the national anthem for games anymore. I remember growing up and watching games and they always showed it but I guess that tradition has faded. Oh well. I finished all my work for the month today so I can be lazy, YAY!

Mondays suck ass

It's Monday, I am tired as shit. I had a pretty good weekend hanging out with Mike before he leaves probably tomorrow I think. So who knows what I'll be doing next weekend, Chris made some time to hang out with us but kept running back to his girls house. I don't remember really what we did Friday, I think we just sat around, had a couple drinks and hung out, because Mike was going to 6 flags, I went over and slept on Chris's couch even though he wasn't home and Saturday we planned to go to a stip club, that got changed to a bar, and then got changed again to sitting around and drinking. So we started sitting around and drinking and it changed to going to play some pool. We got pulled over on the way back from Champions. Less than a minute before we got pulled over I was hanging out the window screaming at some dumbasses in a car that were looking at us or some shit, So I was screaming that we were going to kill them and all kinds of shit and Mike sped up and I got back in. Cop came up and asked what was going on, he said that he was trying to get away from a car full of crazy guys theatening us. Well turns out he didn't pull us over for any of that. Mike was driving with his parking lights on instead of his headlights. So He let us off with a warning since he has only had the car for like a week. Oh yeah and it was involved in an accident the other day when I was with him too. There was a tow truck that hit a car and we were going to Taco Bell, I was fucking starving, and they were in the lane going the other way. Right when we were going by the tow truck guy flung open his door right into Mike's mirror, it flew off into Mikes lap. He stops and gets out and said "Are you that fucking Stupid?" The guy was puzzled by his honesty and says Huh. We were heading straight towards you, all you had to do was look up and see a fucking blazer heading by in the other lane and think wow I should wait a second before I open my door. So he got his info and I got my Taco Bell. I was happy. Ok so back to Sat, we went back and had a couple more drinks and bullshitted around and slept on the couch. Suday I laid around all day and didn't do shit.

God I am fucking starving, I may get Taco Bell, I have to go over to the hospital to get a hair cut and there's one in the food court. My Shirts should be here today that I ordered from T-shirt Hell! I am excited, they are good ones. I got four of them. This cute one, This honest one, this is just me, This one is just hilarious. So I will be sporting them this week, I got all different colors. I want a bunch more but some of them may actually get me in trouble, plus I have to wait til I get more money I am going broke. My speakers are all good to go now though, sounds great people laugh at my skinny white ass but I just laugh back. Next the minivan is getting spinner hubcaps (not rims the spinner plastic hubcaps), and I need to price some Hydrolics get that shit hoppin and drop it.

God Damn

If myself from before met myself now, he'd kick my ass! Well Aparently (I haven't got all the details yet) But last night I tried to drink like I am used to and ended up puking out Chris's car. We started with a nice dinner at Bennigins, I had Chicken quesidillo because they "ran out of steak" and I followed Mike in our several Beam and cokes. We then went to another place that I can't remember the name and had a shitload more mixed with a couple of yager bombs. Mike made $50 and I can't go into that but then we all had fun and next thing I know I wake up on Chris's couch, he wasn't there and Mike walked in, I look at my watch and it was 930. I jumped up and was running at the door. I asked if I puked and he said yes all over at IHOP. I said damn I thought that was a dream. I asked where my hat and cigarettes were. He said He didn't know about the hat, "it may be in Chris's car and I think you smoked all you cigarettes". And ran out on my way to work peeling out my minivan tires in the rain. Hopefully my hat is in Chris's car, I've had that Hat for over 5 years. I am still fucked up. Apparently I called a bunch of people at 2-3am. I was supposed to practice self control and this is where it got me, but it was worth it, good times with good friends since one is leaving too soon. But yeah apparently I called my mom and she left me a million messages saying it sounded like I was in a car crash and to call home and people from work called because I was supposed to get an award for color guard or some shit and I didn't wake up til 10. I had to call my mom and leave a message saying I was drunk and sorry for drunkdialing her, I wasn't in a car wreck, that I know of. I need to look at my outgoing calls when I leave here and see how many other people I fucking called, if I called anyone who reads this, I am sorry and please let me know what I said, if you answered it. WHEW, I am still fucked up and need to get some coffee and I still have altoids in my mouth to try to cover the smell. Got to go hide.

Damn Best Buy

I went to Best Buy yesterday to get my speakers, I was expecting to spend about 300-350 for my speakers and amp. NO, I had to buy the speakers seperately, the box, amp, and cords for the amp which came to a total of 550, and Simpsons season 6, had to get that too. They were fucking killing me. I found what I liked though I couldn't listen to it because as everyone knows thay have the little set up so you can hear the speakers and how the amps work with them, well the damn board for it was broke. So I had to guess and then when I picked out something, they said they didn't have it. I eventually got close to what I wanted but it cost me more, bastards. The guy was really helpful and could see that I was agrivated, the total was actually 680 but he gave me a discount on the speakers so I was at least pleased with that. Oh but before that while I was at my other job I had an interesting couple of hours. There was a robbery somewhere and they chased the guy to a place across the street from where I work, had guns drawn and everything. I was moving lead carts and was thinking that I was going to post how good I thought I was moving a cart that wieghed 3900 lbs all by myself but then realized that it was just like pushing a car so I guess it really isn't as cool as I thought. I also strained my back in the process though, so I am a little sore today. Anyone want to give me a backrub? God it's been so long since I've had a good massage one of these days I may break down and actually pay for a professional to give me one. But back to the stereo, I can't wait to hook it up. I want to do it tonight but I have to break my "no drinking during the week anymore" rule. We are taking Mike out for food and drinks since he is leaving Monday and has to go to Wrestlemania this weekend. He will be making a stop in Washington and then there is a good chance of him going to Iraq. I know he and I wasn't all that close but I still consider him a good friend. The many times he lent his couch to me and let me drink his booze, thats a friend. Hopefully we will be able to hang out again if he stays in touch. Today is also going to be my first time back at Color Guard practice in a long while and we're supposed to be having a bitch session, I mean meeting. This ought to be fun. Well time to go.

Damn the mind (why this is called a lot of nothingness)

I had this long thought provoking post thought out that actually sounded intellectual last night but then I watched Man on Fire, which was good except for the ending pissed me off and I forgot all the great things I had to say. I thought maybe it would come back to me by now, but all I remember is the basic concept which sounds really stupid without the points I had to back it. The problem really is that I think too much when I am sober, yeah I'm healthier but ignorance is bliss and though I may have been slightly depressed while drunk it was better than analyzing every aspect of my life trying to make sense of it. That is just not me, I am easy going, I don't care as long as I'm having fun. But now I think about it and may be able to recongnize mistakes before I make them but I don't know. My head is starting to hurt again. Perhaps it's just lonely little me trying to figure out why I am lonely. For fucks sakes I have been seperated for over a year and divorced for 8 months and haven't had a steady girlfriend or anything. I have had friends but damn, and people all around me are in relationships. I can't believe how hard it is to find singles to just hang out with. I think I am lost, last time I was in the "dating scene" was in High School. It seems a little different in the "real world". It was easy to still pick up chics and be shy in school, here the shy guy sits in his fucking room alone. Yes I'm not that shy when I go out with friends and get drunk, but when I am with friends most of the time I am just trying to have a good time and not pick up anyone, mainly because my friends are usually in a relationship. Which all brings this back to my crazy mind. Chris and I had a funny talk about relationships and love. The difference between "seeing someone", "going steady", when it's ok to say "I love you". I mean there is no line that says start here, now your in this section of the relationship. I know, I know, I don't have to worry about shit like that but one day I might. Random thought bounce through my mind all the time but every once in a while a certain thought or person sticks in there and I can shit (mostlty on the smoke deck) and just stare off into nothingness and analyze the subject or my relationship or feelings about this person. But one thing I have become to notice more and more is how I never reach a final answer. Like a person I can come to the conclusion that I think they are cool and I am like them and then I start thinking that well what do they think about me. Well they said this to me and perhaps there is something behind that then I think maybe I am over analyzing again. Then here I am going on and on about stupid shit that probably runs though everyones head a lot but hey while I was trying to think, this is what poured out. The randomness of my mind. Damn. And you know what this is nothing about what I was thinking last night, I actually now forgot the general idea that I stated with last night and have come to babble on endlessly and am wondering how much of this will anyone actually read. If you made it to this point I comend your dedication or boredome which ever has gotten you this far and I am actually wondering myself how long I can actually keep this going. I swear I have adult ADD but then again wouldn't I get distracted from typing. I stop and sing parts of the songs playing on my computer but I still keep typing without even giving thought as to what I am typing. I wonder how many spelling errors I have made. I usually don't run spell check, plus I can't type like everyone else, I sit and actually stare at the keyboard which has no began to blur. I try to type like I was tought but though I became pretty good at it ok never mind time to go to lunch I am starving.

Boredom Cure

I was bored this morning and stumbled across Killingsometime.com I have been watching the videos all morning, they are great! I may try some of the games and other stuff but they have a shitload of videos. There is also a cool game to kill Zombies at THIS site.

I really need to get my van fixed because it shakes like a motherfucker but yesterday I decided that I am going to buy some speakers and probably put them in this weekend. It will help keep me busy, it's been awile since I worked with car stereos. I figure I'll put to 10s under the middle seat. I like my music loud and factory isn't even close to my standards. I may go to Best Buy today when I get off from my other job and price check or buy it. I'll have my minivan thumpin. I like the bass but I need tweeters to so I can get everything louder. I want my screaming music to ring in other cars. Not to try to be cool or anything, thats just how loud I like it. God I am bored and hungry! Well this study I wanted to volunteer for to get $1600 to stay up for 72 hours is full and I am pissed about that. I could have some extra money to blow on stupid shit. Well I am boring to and don't have much to say but if I think of something I will forget before I type it, don't worry.

Back to work

SO I am back at work today, it's not quite as bad as I thought it'd be. I went through most of the emails yesterday from home and threw out all the crap. I had my phone set not to accept messages so I didn't have to deal with that either. I had to show the pics on the computer and tell my vacation story about a hundred times. I just need a loud speaker so I can tell everyone at once. Everytime I see someone it's "How was your vacation?" Now I'm down to "It's was awesome I had a great time." But you can't get away with that, they ask a bunch more questions, how much did you win or lose, did you get arrested, did you get any hookers, what do you mean you didn't get laid in Vegas. Damn I had fun, stop trying to live vicariously through me. Those I feel I can share the gritty details with know the details.

OK new subject just brought to my attention that I need to get out and go smoke now. My EVAL( yearly kind of progress report type thing) was just brought to me to sign, this is what makes or breaks promotion and tells everyone about your job performance. I have been busting my ass, I have been the front of line for most shit and squared the fuck away all except for the DUI of course. And because of the DUI I get a 1 out of 5 on military bearing. Fuck that shit I was Color Guard of the year and sharper and more squared away than almost all of this fucking place. Fuck that shit plus because of that one bad mark they give me Significant Problems and not recommended for retention. Fuck them motherfuckers. Wait til they see how much of a shitbag I become. I expected to get a lower score but damn I would have dealt with a Progressing. I'm sorry everyone not in the military probably have no clue what I am talking about and these may only be on Navy EVALS, oh well I need a smoke.

Hooker cards that the Mexicans handed out in Vegas 

Stupid shit

Yes I am a stupid shit. But this is just a bunch of ramblings. So let's start with warped tour. So the first band we saw was Hawthorne Heights, one of my favorites, I went up through the crowd and got up front for the show. Chris and Mike stayed back. I was severely dehydrated and getting a headache and like I audioed they wouldn't let us refill our camelbacks and it pissed us off, they continued to blame me since I was the jackass who enjoyed on of my favorite bands and got our camelbacks taken away. We then saw My Chemical Romance who suck ass and are a bunch of poser pussies that I now hate. I was blamed for also standing in the sun to see them because I thought it would be a good show. They suck! Then we saw Senses Fail and Chris and I started a pit or 2 and I crowd surfed towards the end because we were right up front and got kicked in the head too many times and thought I was going to die of concussion and dehydration. Then Chris talked me into going up for Story of the Year along with Mike's broken ass (he has shoulder and knee problems) I crowd surfed out again and then they played a song I loved so I ran back in and went through a pit where I got elbowed in the head to get back to Chris and mike and get my head kicked by more crowd surfers. It was fun at first to grab the women by the hips and just throw them up towards the front but by Story of the Year I could barely put my arms up let alone throw them anywhere. It was still a pretty good time. The next day Chris and I went to K-Mart where he bought condoms and lotion, we went in to try to make it look gay and see what reactions we could get, the lotion was for his nasty ass feet, since he wore sandals to Warped tour and condoms for the obvious. I tried to get him to get a big jar of vasaline but he wouldn't. It was pretty funny, I had my game face on, then he asked me to hold his hand and lost it, so we were cracking up at the counter and it lost all it's fun of tricking the store clerk.

This was the best vacation I think I have ever had. Chris and I had a blast hanging out and making asses of ourselves. He is definitely as close as a brother to me, though I have no siblings, I think of him as a brother. We are so much alike it is pretty scary. My detox lasted a whole 5 days though I broke it tonight with a nice glass of Beam and Coke. I recently decided noticed that I drink too much, I know like I haven't bitched about it before. But I was in a situation and noticed that wow alcohol is really fucking me up. I am going to refrain from drinking during the week and have maybe a couple on the weekend but am not going to do the usual big ass bottle every weekend. Perhaps if I had been in this situation a long while ago I wouldn't have became what I have become but well timing was never my thing. Well I have been thinking way too much and need to find something else to do.

Back to typing

So right now I am putting the pictures on shutterfly, since we shared our vacation by phone I might as well share the pics too. Check them out here!! I miss having my morning cigarette in the window with our awesome view. I hate the barracks. I got back here about 8 and passed out, at 930 or so there was a knoicking on my door, a constant one that I thought was Chris, I scream what and they keep knocking, finally I sit up a bit and screamed get the fuck away from my door before I fucking kill you. By that time the door opens and 2 guys come in to inspect my room. They were trying to yell at me for having shit all over and taking up the whole room when I don't have a room mate. I covered my head with the blanket and said that I am on leave and got back from vegas at 5am. They kept talking and told me to clean it up by tomorrow, I said yeah what ever. I didn't see what rank they were I know they were less than E-7 because they were wearing utilities. Then on the way out one said he thought I was bullshiting him, I said no it will be clean tomorrow. But I was bullshiting because tomorrow I will be at warped tour! I have failed every inspection since I have been here anyway.

SO of course I don't remember everything I said on the audioblogs but I did get to do everything I wanted and I am glad Chris went because he got me to do other shit that was really fun, like climbing out to the edges of the grand canyon, and walking out throught the desert. I found it amuzing that the topless showgirls were mostly A and B cups, I guess they think if they are too big that it would get in the way with their dancing. There were bigger ones but they stayed covered up. Chris just kept saying hey thanks for paying so I could see boobs. It was funny people kept laughing at us. There was also these 2 asian guys that I need to talk about. Funny little asian guys. They were the flexible guys who got into a barrel and was waddling around in spandex with their tiny little penises, doing moves where they were rubbing their ass in each others faces. We were cracking up and we were surrounded by asians. Ok whatever I lost my thought by putting descriptions on the pics so check them out.

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I deserve my beam and coke tonight, I buit my wall of lead bricks today sure they may only be 10-20lbs a pice but I threw about 80-120 today at least. I talked to martini since that may be the only blogger I get to meet out of this Vegas blogger convention that TG started and id unforunatley unable to follow through with. I am trying to talk Chris into driving to see her if she isn't able to come to Vegas. I think we are both incapable of planning anything, we can come up with general ideas of what we want to do but that will go from when we get there. It is all on a whim like the rest of life we decide at the last moment since we can't communicate straight as always. Whatever happens happens and hopefully I will audioblogg most and get pics like I want too, I may need to buy a bigger memory card tomorrow. Oh well. I am tired as shit and wanted to see if he want to hang out, I know he wanted to see his parents tomorrow but I am bored and know he said last night he was bored since everyone was sleeping when we are on leave. I wish branshine ans CPW would come but she seems not interested in my site lately so why bother her. Martini seems almost as crazy or at least as cool so I better at least get to meet her. Plans have been made and changed a shitload of time so let's see what happens. Time to find something to do!

I just gave Chris a mohawk for Vegas baby! 

Ahhhhh Vacation

It's nice to sleep til 11 though I then jumped up and was out the door by 1130 to get to my second job. That's only so I'll have money when I get back from Vegas. After paying my bills this weekend I saw that I have up to a little more than $1500 to blow. Granted probably 300 is going to go to my new tattoo that I am planing of getting there. My reaper on my bare leg that I have been debating on spending my money on for a little over a year now, what better memory of my trip than a tat. That should be more than enough to spend a little gambling and drinking. I want to see at least one showgirl show out there, they are kind of expensive, I was looking them up earlier, they range from like $50 bucks and up. So if I have to I may have to cover Chris's expense since it is something I want to do, I don't mind, I need to talk to him about it. I have to buy some contacts today or tomorrow to be sure I don't end up having to wear my glasses. I need to find out if he wants me to give him a mohawk. I was thinking about doing it but he brought it up and is used to being bald so it's all him. I'll just have my hair spiked. My mom asked me last night if I was packed and ready yet, I said of course not. I am going for 4 days. I'll throw everything together probably tomorrow night or so. I was also looking up some of the clubs but don't know about them. Dress codes are a big thig that pisses me off. Coyote Ugly is casual, a place called Bikinis says "fashionable", what the hells fasionable? Studio 54 is out it says no Tennis shoes, boots, jeans, t-shirts. I should go in my boxers and in sandals. I hate dressing up unless it's one of those times where I do it for someone else because I want to, like a date or something and even then I hardly wear khakis or a dress shirt, or dress shoes. Usually just one or the other and dress shoes are only for court and funerals. So I will go with my normal jean shorts and t-shirts and maybe I will throw a pair of khakis and my silky dragon shirt in, but no room for dress shoes. Well Vans shouldn't be considered tennis shoes. Hmmmmm. Who cares if they don't want me to come in as me they can burn down, I'm not going in as someone else. Well my boss is here. So need to get off here. #more days til Vegas Baby!!