Random thoughts with useless facts

The weather outside is warm as hell again! It is supposed to get up into the high 60s again today but today has high winds and thunderstorms. I thought I'd get a chance to sleep in a bit on this "vacation" but I guess not. Since yesterday I had to get up early to help canowine move, and this morning after HB went to work I tossed and turned for about an hour and a half before I got up took a shower and left. I didn't want to stop at my place because traffic was pretty good so now I am at my other job wearing the same clothes as yesterday and people are looking at me like I am a dirty bum, which I kind of am, but half these people only shower once or twice a week and it really shows(well smells) in the summer! So Fuck you people who keep looking at me! I don't have counseling today, my days moved to Wednesdays, since I am done with the "education" part and on to the "treatment" part. They tried to keep me with the new counselor but I said that I couldn't make it so swithed to another counselor who hopefully isn't as retarded. I've noticed that my mind has been jumping around again lately from thought to thought looking at the seveal subects in this so far. I really notice it here at work probably because its so fucking boring. Wow they have the airconditioning on in here, thats good considering I am wearing my sweatshirt from yesterday. anyway yeah. Heres some usless shit since I am unorganized. HB can call me out if the animal ones are wrong even though I just get them and pass them on...lol.

The smallest man ever was Gul Mohammed (1957-1997) of India, who measured 1 feet, 10 inches.

The Christmas season begins after sunset on December 24th and lasts until January 5th. This is also known as the Twelve Days of Christmas.

One billion seconds is about 32 years.

On April 4, 1974, John Massis of Belgium pulled two New York Long Island railroad passenger cars totaling 80 tons with a thick rope, with a small bit attached, using only his teeth.

In the movie "Babe", the piglet was played by over 30 different piglets they outgrew the part so quickly during the production of the film.

The world's longest hot dog was 1,996-foot wiener made by the Sara Lee Corp. for the 1996 Olympics.

Every single hamster in the United States today comes from a single litter captured in Syria in 1930.

An airplane mechanic invented Slinky while he was playing with engine parts and realized the possible secondary use for the springs.

The "Mexican Hat Dance" is the official dance of Mexico. (I thought it was "Livin La Vida Loca")

The word "Oral-B" is a combination of oral hygiene and the letter B, which stands for the word "better."

Male goats will pee on each other in order to attract mates.

Bernd Eilts, a German artist, turns dried cow manure into wall clocks and small sculptures. He is now expanding his business to include cow dung wrist watches.

P.S. I gave Karma another chance last night. I stopped at an ATM to get some cash and a guy came up to me and gave me a story about his truck having a slow gas leak and needed money, he only had a check and no one would cash it. I was ready to say my usual " I'm stuggling to get by right now" thing but then realized that things have been going good for me lately so why not. I gave him $40, he asked for my address so he could send me it back. I gave him that too. We'll see if I get anything back, the wierd thing is I am pretty sure I have heard the same story before, exactly, he even said he had a case of beer that he ws willing to give me, that I declined. HB just laughed when I told her. I said I'm probably going to end up mad because he lied. If he would just come up to me and said "hey can I have some money" I would have gave him a couple bucks and thought nothing of it. But lets see if this Karma thing works.

Quick Update

Hope everyone had a great long Thanksgiving weekend, mine is still kind of continueing depending on how you look at it. Thought I worked my other job on Friday, saturday and the rest of this week, I have been off from the Navy until this Thursday. What can I say, I could really use some extra cash for Christmas. Thanksgiving was great. HB cooked some awesome food, I would have thought she was an expert at it even though she kept saying that she didn't know how to cook that "white food". She had a little frustration that kind of left me speechless. I wanted to help somehow, but I didn't want to touch the food because I'd ruin it. Everytime I tried to help do something with the dishes she wasn't done with. Gabe was a little rowdy and I didn't want to make that worse or try to discipline him (lose/lose situation) so I just kind of hung around and tried to stay out of the way. Some friends came over, we ate, talked, watched some movies, and just lounged around. It was good times. Wednesday while driving to her place flurries started falling and I called HB to let her know, thankfully it wasn't falling up there, I drove as fast as I could because I wanted to see her reaction when she saw it. It held off up there for a while. I was watching a movie and she took a bath, I looked out and saw it and told her to come check this out, she thought I was talking about the movie but followed me. We went outside on the balcony. It was so cute. She was holding her arm out to feel it and was just in awe of it. growing up seeing it eveery year I guess it just seems of more of a burden to me than an actual experience. It was good. While I was at work Saturday she picked up a little something for me, that I wan't going to mention but she did on hers, and she let me take a pic... I have been trying to get some good pics of her and would like some of both of us but I don't think Gabe can aim the camera very good, so I can take with me when I go home next month for Christmas. I know I'm only going to be gone a week but I know already that I am going to miss her alot. I hate the fact that her and Gabe are going to be there alone for Christmas. Next weekend she gets her surprise that I have been planning for a while, it's not too much of a surprise anymore but I am attempting to cook a nice meal and some other stuff for her. She liked some greek food but I couldn't remember what it was so in my attempts to figure out what it was it became pretty evident that I was going to attempt to cook it. SO I am just going for lasangna since I know she like that. I have never made it before, it is going to be interesting. I need to clean my place some more, I finally did laundry last night. Shit was piling up. Well I guess I should actually start working and earning my money, so much for a quick update, oh well. Happy MOnday!

Giving Thanks

I thought about doing this before but HB did it and is calling me a copycat. Hopefully she won't yell at me again(just kidding honey!). I am trying to remember last Thanksgiving, I am pretty sure I ate Ramen or Mac and cheese and slept most of the day in the barracks. It was actually the first thanksgiving that I was away from my family I believe. I think this is going to be HB's first away from hers. I hope we have a good time. I hope it snows a bit like it's supposed to so I can see the look on Gabe and hers faces when that get to see it for the first time. Here are some of the things I am thankful for this holiday:

-Beautiful, healthy baby boy
-Family that may be odd but loving
-All my true friends
-Beautiful loving girlfriend who accepts my faults and appreciates what I try to do for her
-People who donated furniture to me
-Chris for being like a brother to me
-All the concerts I have seen this year
-My supervisor for letting me leave almost whenever I want
-My 7 day weekend coming up
-People picking up the tab for lunch or coffee
-Uncle Tom for haveing me over for beer and cooking excellent food
-Canowine for exposing me to new music that I sometimes dig
-The hard times that I thought would never end, for making me strong
-The good people who taught me that human kind still had more nice people out there
-My probation officer letting me miss counseling and drug tests to go home for Christmas
-My parents for helping me out when they can
-My great grandfather for giving me hope of being 80 and as active as him
-People I work with for giving me a laugh on a daily basis and also arguing with me
-The Navy for teaching me skills and paying me even when I am off!
-My other job for letting me come and go as I please
-The feeling I get while holding HB in my arms
-The little things that I notice but fail to fully appreciate (nature, art, music, ect.)
-Being alive and fairly healthy
-The freedon to say, do, act, and wear whatever the hell my little heart desires
-All the other things that I take for granted and sometimes overlook
-For the military, God, fate or whatever brought HB into my life!

Fake Friday again!

So Today is another fake friday, and not only for a 4 day weekend like most people, it will be a 7 day weekend for me! Ok so I may not be off completely for 7 days, I took the extra days off so I could work at my other job to make some extra cash for Christmas especially cuz this check is going to suck with me missing days because of my van and counseling and shit. My counseling should be changing, it was supposed to be 8 weeks of "education" then the rest(how ever long they keep me) in group. I will be sure to pick a day when group is with a different counselor since the new one sucks ass and changed the "education" to group on his own and is completely worthless. Turkeyday is tomorrow. I hope it's fun. I will be spending it with HB and a couple of her work-mates. I think it'll be fun. Though I guess I am going to have to be somewhat proper since one of them is bringing her father or something and is probably traditional so I can't go with my usual stained jeans and offensive t-shirt that I usually wear on special holidays. HB laughed at my plans for thanksgiving, I was going to have shake and bake pork chops, a bottle of Jim Beam, and thinking about it I'd probably have worn my boxers or naked depending on the temp in my apartment. Hey though it sounds better than how I spent Easter this year, refer to THIS post. I cooked some stir fry for HB last night, she claimed to like it, I thought it was OK, not the best I've made but then I didn't have time to marinate the meat in some beer and sauce overnight so what can I expect. I'm trying to read my book again since I have neglected it lately. I'd like to share a small piece(ok not that small) about comparisons that is witty and true:

"You're missing the point," she said. "What you're saying makes sense in theory, but not in practice. You're trying to compare apples and orange."

"Why do you keep saying that?" he asked in response. "Apples and oranges aren't that different, really. I mean, the're both fruit. Their weight is extremely similar. They both contain acidic elements. They're both roughly sperical. They serve the same social purpose. With the possible exception of a tangerine, I can't think of anything more similar to an orange than an apple. If I was having lunch with a man eating an apple and- while I was looking away- he replaced that apple with an orange, I doubt I'd even notice. So how is this a metaphor for difference? I could understand if you said 'That's like comparing apples and uranium,' or 'That's like comparing apples with baby wolverines,' or 'That's like comparing apples with the early work of Raymond Carver,' or 'That's like comparing apples with a hermaphroditic ground sloth.' Those would be valid examples of profound disparity. But not apples and oranges. In every meaningful way, they're virtually identical."

"you're missing the point," she said again, this time for different reasons.

-Chuck Klosterman from "Sex, Drugs, and Cocoa Puffs"

SIlverstein and Hawthorne Heights

Another great concert!! I am fucking dragging major ass today and am planning on going up and hiding to take a nap here in a little bit. SO the first band up last night was Aiden who sounded pretty good and I was diggin the fact they had a asian guy who had a righteous deep scream and they had a fat white guy with a mohawk. They all jumped in the crowd at one point or another. But turns out they were posers. I was thinking that when they came out, they dressed up to look "cool" while all the other bands just wore what they were probably wearing earlier. The lead singer had his face painted up and shitand when he talked he was talking to all the little kids, it was pretty annoying. He had the crowd holding his feet so he could stand on them while saying "look around these are your brothers and sisters" and stupid shit like that, his voice reminds me of My Chemical Romance and don't get me started on what I think of those pussy ass faggots.

Next was the remaining members of Bayside. The band rolled their van in Denver earlier this month killing their drummer and seriously injured their bass player. So they had their singer and guitarist. They came out and did a nice little acoustic set. I enjoyed it, I like shit like that but again it didn't belong at this type of show and some people were dicks and telling them to kill themselves and they suck and get off the stage. Granted most of these came from a group of little fucking privates that probably just got out of bootcamp. Little bitched migrated over by us and were just annoying little bitches. I thought it sounded pretty good and it did take balls knowing that alot of people wouldn't want to hear softer shit like that. I am now listening to what they sound like when not acoustic and it sounds pretty good. I may need to get the album.

Next up was Silverstein who kicked ass as always. By the end of the first song Chris, his girl and, me leading the way made it right up front, we didn't really get center this time but we weren't that far off to the side. They put on a great show as always filled with jumping screaming his amazing vocals! Shane Told came out to the crowd a little bit. At the end the singer from Aiden and giant twinkie came out and jumped into the crowd, the twinkie was right next to us and took the crowd down, Chris and I went down a little but not completely. It was a good time. Chris and I kept screaming for "Already Dead" but he said they could only play one more song and it wasn't Already dead but they are coming back in March or somewhere around there. I will probably be there! After their set I wanted to go get water but Chris said since we already had a good spot we should stay, so we did, even though I said I could get us back up there again. Oh yeah and I got like 2 pics and then put my camera in my pocket and when I pulled it back out the batteries fell onto the floor. So I may have one or two pics and thats it!

Hawthorne Heights was the headliner. It kind of pisses me off that Silverstein never headlines. But they put on a good show, all the little kids, especially the girls love them some Hawthorne. They broke their snare during the set so while they were fixing that, there was 2 little girls behind me asking to switch places so they could see, now if I didn't have a girl and they were older than 13 I may have considered but I turned around and saw little girl with braces and another that was really short but was giving me a dirty look so I said no. they kept persisting thinking that they could persuade me when they were really just annoying me and was going to cause me to have to be a dick, which I don't mind doing. SO I have one of my arms on CHris's shoulder like always and the other on another taller guy next to us. The little one kept trying to squeeze in between me and Chris I was so fucking close to elbowing her in the face, it was right there, but I didn't. She went to the other side of Chris and I watched her try to put all her weight, which may have been 75lbs, into Chris, we just laughed. But all in all it was a good show.

Afterwards I drove all the way up to HB's to sleep, I go in and she yelled at me for smelling like a bar and alcohol. I only had 2 drinks and a shit ton of smokes. and was sweaty as hell, I was soaked staying up their for 2 whole sets. SO I jumped in the shower, brushed my teeth and went to sleep. I am fucking cranky as shit, need coffee and food I am starving I worked up an appetite last night but couldn't get an after concert snack because I was trying to hurry so I could get to sleep. Today is Fake Thursday! Thank god. Today I am going home, getting groceries, go to counseling and then goin to sleep. Sorry HB I need my rest and I know if I go up there we won't be resting.

Damn Chris

SO yet another weekend has come to pass. Again it was pretty good. Friday night I went to my other job then came back to HBs house, we just watched some movies and went to bed early for once. Woke up the next morning and went back to my other job, I needed to try to make up some hours for all the days off I've been taking off. From there I went home for a little bit to try to get some more shit organized since I am never there. My landlord came up to fix my computer a bit since it has been messin up. I was supposed to go back to HBs but Chris called me and wanted me to go to this game night shit at one of his friends house. I thought "well I haven't hung out with him for a while" so I told him I'd call HB and let her know my change of plans. He starts giving me this guilt trip shit about him leaving soon and going to the sandbox and shit. I yelled at him for being an ass and called her. She asked if I'd be coming over after and I said that it probably depended on what time we left and whether or not we got drunk, she said ok and to give her a call later to let her know. Game night was pretty sucky. 3 tvs, 11 people playing. So you have a little square of the tv, played some Halo 2 and did pretty good, then Halo 1 and some other crappy games. Around 1030 I was asking when we were going to leave and he said not for a while. SO about 12 I called HB and told her I probably wouldn't come over, mainly because I didn't want her to have to keep her door unlocked while she is sleeping until I got there and then wake her up. Come to find out on SUnday when I went over there she had a little suprise that she was sleeping in, waiting for me!SO she shows me it and says "this is what you missed while you were out with your other girlfriend last night" (Chris and I discussed that I am the man of the relationship since I am taller, he has bigger boobs than me, plus he whines more). SO she's messin with me and giving me the brush off. I told her to hand me my phone, I called Chris and left him a voicemail telling him that I was going to puch him in the face when I saw him (I actually did punch him in the face in Vegas when he ruined it with all those 21 yr olds). He called back later and tried to talk to her and help me out. It didn't really work until later she did try it on for me, so I could see it. When I saw him this morning I balled up my fist but he asked if she put it on and I said yes a little bit, but not the stockings and he said it was close enough so I couldn't hit him. and then we made out I mean made up.

Tonight we(chris and I) are going to see Hawthorne Heights and Silverstein! It will be my 3rd time seeing both of them, Chris has only seen Hawthorne Heights once but Silverstein the same. We are stoked! Take out some agression by screaming until our voices are gone (HB and his girlfriend will be happy about that) and jumping around fighting our way to the front. It will be fun, it's the last concert that I have planned so far this year. Although I found Action Action, Men, Women and Children are playin in Bmore next month. I'd like to see action action again and canowine said men, women, and children were good. I think I heard a song or 2 that sounded pretty good. Also Funeral for a Friend are coming back next month and headlining so that would be cool too. Though I really need to save money for a new car and christmas presents. SO I probably won't go to any more unless a really good one comes since I always have to have a couple drinks and buy a tshirt. But I will try to take pics tonight and am pretty sure we can get close. If we can get front on UnderOaths sold out show, we should do pretty good since This show isn't sold out. Happy Monday, or at least it will be when I'm at the show!

Update* Show sold out!

New Bed

Yesterday they told me my van was a piece of shit and would cost around $800 to fix. I said no thanks if I am going to spend that much I might as well use it on a down payment on a car that I'd actually want. So I didn't have a way to pick it up until HB got off at 4 so I figured I night as well still not go to work, so she took me to get it and then we went to look for a bad cuz I am getting a little tired of sleeping on couches and the barracks bed I was sleeping on for a little over a year wasn't comfy at all. So we went to SticksNStuff and looked around. I wanted a queen sized most of them were a little more expensive than what I thought I was going to spend, then I saw a comfy king sized for cheaper than the queens. So I got it. The guy who attempted to tie it to the roof of my van was a complete retard who apparently has no clue on how to do a job that he is paid exclusively to do. The matress almost flew off a couple of times. I had to pull over 3 times on the way home to adjusted it. But now HB and I have a bed, I decided it should go in her apt since Gabe wouldn't have a room or anything at mine. It was nice to roll around on it last night, much more comfy than her couch. She laughed at me because my feet hang off the bed still, I told her I have grown used to it and actually enjoy when the tips of my feet hang off. We had all that space but yet still slept bundled up holding each other. I think she tried to escape my clutches but I scooted closer and held her anyway when she ran out of room to scoot. Now if I wake up and she is on the other side of the bed then I know she scooted to the edge and decided to go around to the other 5ft of bed. Fun times, everyone keeps distracting me and I need to run to the hospital to do some shit and get some food so I may post later.

Random Thursday shit

I am tired! Last night I tried a different way home from my other job that took a little longer probably because I almost got lost in DC but found my way home. It could have been the rain that made traffic suck, I don't know. SO I have one more route to really try to get home from there. My check is going to suck since I dropped my van off at the shop today to get fixed yet again, damn curbs need to stop hitting my van! So I am missing today possibly tomorrow I will go in on saturday, monday I have a concert and tuesday is counseling thats 4 days I worked this 2 week pay period. But I am at the mercy of HB to drive my bum ass around. Last night I went over there so we could drop my van off early this morning. I was trying to watch Radio since I haven't seen it yet while she was ironing her uniform. But I missed some parts and then we shut it off and went to bed before it was over. SO I will have to try to watch it another time. I need to have her run by my apt and get some clothes and shit so I will try to take a pic of my place or me or both to post for HNT since I have been lacking on that lately. We'll see, I want to get a couple pics of us together, maybe Gabe can take a pic of us...lol. I have another short notice color guard detail today. I am lead rifle yet again and Chris keeps telling me not to screw up, but I think I will on pourpose. Not really but it would be kind of funny. He said he can't get me on the Washington Capitols (hockey) detail which I already knew he wouldn't be able to. Oh well. I don't mind. People don't like me on it, except Chris and Tom. Thats only because they(everyone else) know I am better than them except last Friday. Lets see what else, I had a slew of thought to post about. I was going to post about lyrics but that will take some research that I don't really have time for. Listening to "my music" some lyrics make me think of things and sound sweet and shit and then the next line is the total opposite. One that is easy is how Hawthorne Heights (band I am seeing monday with Silverstein, will be the 3rd time I saw both of them) "Ohio is for Lovers" reminds me of my son. The lyrics "And I can't make it on my own. Because my heart is in Ohio." but not well anymore of the song "So cut my wrists and black my eyes. So I can fall asleep tonite and die. Because you kill me. You know you do, you kill me well. You like it too, and I can tell. You never stop until my final breath is gone. You know you do, you kill me well. You like it too, and I can tell. You never stop until my final breath is gone." But whatever, thats the case for almost all songs from the bands I listen to. Kind of like me jump from one thing to another and most of them are about pain and revenge. But I will find more of that perhaps saturday when I am "working" at my other job for as long as I can stand being there to get more hours on this paycheck. HB keeps saying shit to me in spanish and then doesn't tell me it's translation, last night before we went to sleep she said something about tomorrow and question but I can't remember exactly what all she said. I tried telling her that she has to at least give me the translation too or else I won't learn. Perhaps I will by a translator dictionary. Especially when I don't have a computer to plug everything into, or maybe I will carry a notebook and pen so I can write it down and look it up the next day. Te quiero y espere que esta sensación dure por siempre!

Algunas buenas vendas nuevas

Our last Night

Bring me the Horizon

Hopedieslast

Test Icicles

Broken Daylight

Email Survey

So I thought I may try to make eveyone sick. HB sent me this email survey that I had to fill out about her and she had to fill out about me. SO here are the answers.

This is funny. YOU fill in the blanks about ME and send it back to ME.But first send a blank one out to all your friends, including me, so we can return the favor to you. Be honest --they're really SCARY to get back. It only takes a few minutes, so just do it!!!!

1st: Send (forward) this Survey to everyone you know to see how well heor she knows you.

2nd: (reply) Fill this survey out about the person who sent it to you and send it back to them.

Her's about me:

Your name: *EDITED HB*
Where did we meet: CFC...color guard practice?
Take a stab at my middle name: Lee....the flea..lol...
Do I believe in God: Uhm, no..but you say Jesus loves you at concerts
How long have you known me: Like a month or so.
Do I smoke: Yes, more than I do.
What was your first impression of me upon meeting: WHO IS THAT?!
Color of my eyes: Beautiful blue, with little yellow and light brown spots...
Do I have any siblings: No, that's why you're spoiled.
What's one of my favorite things to do: Be shy? Be with your other girlfriends, damn player!
Do you remember one of the first things I said to you: You need to be in the Color Guard.
What's my favorite type of music: Mostly alternative, punky music. (and it's not pop rock, whore!)
What is the best feature about me: Your eyes...I could fall into them. They're like Ocean eyes...
If you could change on thing about me, what would it be: Uhm, not too much..I like everything about you and accept who are..Well maybe your style...you could always use some of that...
Am I shy or outgoing: Shy, but way more shy than me.
Am I a rebel or do I follow the rules: You've always been a rebel, but now you wanna follow the rules.
What's your favorite memory of me: Us at the field trip, how you kept looking at me like you wanted to kiss me, but couldn't...
Any special talents: Ha ha ha....Mrs. Sprinkles loves you.
Would you consider me a friend: Yeah, almost my best right now.
If there was one good nickname for me, what would it be: Bish.
If you and I were stranded on a desert island, what one thing would I bring: Uhm, you're computer...and good music...maybe Aaron...but he's not a thing...like you said.

What I said about her:


Your name: Randy
Where did we meet: work (really got to know each other on field trip)
Take a stab at my middle name: none anymore (forgot what it used to be)
Do I believe in God: Yes
How long have you known me: 26 days, 10 hours, 40 minutes, and 41
seconds That I haven't screwed up with HB
Do I smoke: Yes
What was your first impression of me upon meeting: Wow, she's beautiful
Color of my eyes: Brown
Do I have any siblings: Yes
What's one of my favorite things to do: spend time with son, and now boyfriend too
Do you remember one of the first things I said to you: Hey can I bum a smoke
What's my favorite type of music: everything but kind of into pop rock right now
What is the best feature about me: personality and well everything else!
If you could change on thing about me, what would it be: give you a happier past, perhaps to not have gotten married
Am I shy or outgoing: shy just like me
Am I a rebel or do I follow the rules: somewhat of a rebel
What's your favorite memory of me: kissing you and looking into your eyes and seeing you smiling and softly biting your lip
Any special talents: Possibly haven't found out yet
Would you consider me a friend: more than a friend, a lover
If there was one good nickname for me, what would it be: Hot Brownie
If you and I were stranded on a desert island, what one thing would I bring: would you bring, tough one, I would say your son but he's not a thing, so I will have to go with either a bed or music.

She also sent this to Tio Thomas, Here is what he put for her, since he doesn't know much about her:


Your name: Tomas
Where did we meet: en el autobus
Take a stab at my middle name: Guadalupe
Do I believe in God: Si
How long have you known me: cuatro semanas
Do I smoke: Si
What was your first impression of me upon meeting: bonita
Color of my eyes: marrón
Do I have any siblings: Si
What's one of my favorite things to do: dormirse
Do you remember one of the first things I said to you: Hola
What's my favorite type of music: Salsa
What is the best feature about me: pelo
If you could change on thing about me, what would it be: Nada
Am I shy or outgoing: tímido
Am I a rebel or do I follow the rules: rebelde
What's your favorite memory of me: sonrisa
Any special talents: No
Would you consider me a friend: Si
If there was one good nickname for me, what would it be: bizcocho de chocolate
If you and I were stranded on a desert island, what one thing would I bring: hijo

What a racist prick, he felt the need to not only be a smartass but one trying to be one en espanol. Well hey there Tio Thomas, Puta donde esta mi pollo.

Useless Facts for Humpday

Counseling was boring as shit last night, I kept dozing off during it. Nothing really interesting. I stayed at my apartment which I think makes the second time I've slept there since I've moved in, maybe the third. I am getting sick again, feels like the same thing I had the first weekend I hung out with HB, I felt like ass, fuckin flu shot! But here's some stupid fact for all to memorize, there will be a test at the end of the year on all useless facts posted so you guys better be studying.

The largest diamond that was ever found was 3106 carats.

The largest diamond found in the United States was a 40.23 carat white diamond. It was found in 1924 and nicknamed the "Uncle Sam."

In Israel, religious law forbids picking your nose on Sabbath.

Director George Lucas had trouble originally getting funding for Star Wars because most studios thought most people wouldn't bother seeing it.

Australia has had stamps that actually look like gems. In 1995 and 1996 they used a special technology to make the stamps look like diamonds and opals.

The Bible was written by over 40 authors over a period of 1500 years.

American actor Jack Nicholson, and American singer Bobby Darrin were raised believing their grandmothers were their mothers and their mothers were their older sisters.

A Singapore singing group by the name of "The Oriental Singers," sang non-stop for 74 hours and five minutes.

The longest engagement lasted 67 years, and the couple ended up marrying when they were 82 years old.

The amount of aluminum that Americans throw out in three months is enough to rebuild all American commercial planes.

A pigs orgasm lasts up to 30 minutes.

If you yelled for 8 years, 7 months and 6 days you would produce enough sound energy to heat one cup of coffee.

The USA Forest Service has built more than 360,000 miles of various kinds of roads in national forests -- or eight (8) times the entire length of the U.S. interstate highway system.

Water expands 9% when it is frozen.

The number of people alive on earth right now is higher than the number of all the people that have died. Ever. (Not Possible, I think, still looking)

The average American consumes 1.2 pounds of spider eggs a year and eat 2.5 pounds of insect parts a year.

Abe Lincoln bought 50 cents worth of cocaine in 1860.

Screw this Mickey Mouse Horse Shit

This post is going to be dedicated to Uncle Tom and Canowine who think that I have lost my evilness.This post may freak out HB but I have to take it to the extreme to make up for the lovey stuff. SO here I sit trying to think of things that really piss me off. Obviously Jessica Lynch got me going the other day and traffic really pissed me off last night. It took me an hour and 45 minutes to get from my other job to my apartment, a trip that usually takes about 40 minutes. Why did it take me so long, no fucking clue other than every driver on that particular road at that exact time were complete fucking morons who deserved to have their heads beat in with some sort of blunt object. I'd prefer to use a brick so that I can feel the splatter of the grey matter of the brains onto my knuckles. There is no fucking reason why the far left lane should be stopped when there is no accident. It should always be moving at least the fucking speed limit, but no it was a dead stand still. Then we would get up to almost 25mph and then stop again. This went on for about 10 miles and that took about an hour. Tomorrow I am going to try to take a different route back to my apt. It's pretty much going through DC which I thought would suck but after last night I am willing to try to see if it is any better than the fucking beltway. I was half tempted to drive on the shoulder screaming obsenities at all the cars who may not have been to blame but were still in my way and there for guilty of pissing me off. Then you get the fuckers who leave 4 car spaces between them and the car in front of them because they are afraid of rear ending them if they make a quick stop at 15MPH!! they have all this space and the car in front touches their brakes to slow down and the car with all this distance that is right in front of you locks up their brakes like they were going 220. Fucking idiots. Thats when I really want to pull in front of them slam on my brakes and get out, throw them on the shoulder and run them over with their own car and park it on top of them because neither of them need to be on the road or the planet for that fucking matter. How the fuck do these people get their licsence here? You have to take a moron test and have an IQ less than your shoe size or be fucking blind. Then you get the fuckers who ride the line. I ride the line right next to them and hope that they hit my van. I can use a paint job or something, not like I really give a shit about the damn thing. I kind of want to figure a way to total it and not get hurt so I can get a new car. But thats another sceme, I mean story. Fuckers, I get right next to them and just stare at them, I'll probably end up getting shot doing this, I do have a bullet proof vest in my van I just may need to bring it from the back seat up and possibly wear it when I drive. Damn I need a smoke now after all that bitching. I may start a list of things that piss me off here so that I can go off about them every once in a while, thanks to Uncle Tom for the title of this post. Now Fuck Off!

Busy weekend

Let me try to recall all of the details from this weekend while I drink my coffee (I stopped for a while but think I need to start back up)Friday HB had duty but she stopped over for a little bit before I had to leave for my Color Guard detail. I went to the Wizards game and fucked everything up I was pissed I mean I almost had a tear in my eye pissed. We went out and it was a little hectic as usual because you have one guy who isn't sure where you need to go and shit and I am leading so that fucks me up, then I missed a routine fucking call to present arms and felt like a complete ass. I don't know what happened I zoned out or some shit because I still don't remember hearing him say it but I know he did because I was the only one who fucked up. Chris kept telling me not to worry about it, but this was probably my last detail and I'm pretty sure the first time I really messed up. I guess I couldn't end flawlessly but it still bugged the hell out of me. We stayed and watched the first half and actually had pretty good seats this time. We then went back out during halftime but eyes weren't on us. They presented an award to a family that's daughter was the first female soldier from Maryland killed. I don't understand why they got the award, I think of it as all the guys who have died families don't get shit does that mean their lives were less valuable. Shit like that just irks me. Perhaps it's my being a Libra or whatever blance shit. But if your going to praise one family for it's sacrifices you should praise them all. Just like the shit with Jessica Lynch, what about the not so cute, black woman who was captured, what was her name? Nobody remembers hell I had to look it up because I can't either. You ask someone who Shoshana Johnson is and they think it's a character on In Living Color, yet Jessica Lynch is a fucking household name, Ok that subject always gets me fired up. But Chris came over, we had some drinks and played some Halo2.

Saturday HB came over again during breaks from duty since I don't live to far from the base. I was supposed to be at a party that was like 2 hours away at 2 but waited for her to get off work and get her son so we didn't get on the road til about 4 and got there really late. I am glad that they came though so I wasn't as awkward as I was alone. It was a guy I work with and got me my second jobs 50th birthday. So lots of older people and pretty much just his family. A little wierd that his mother asked HB what her husbands name was and she just kind of said "uhhh, we're not married" And then people kind of thought I was Gabe's dad. I guess that is why people shouldn't assume shit. Oh well I didn't mind and I hope she didn't either. We went to another friends house that lived close to there. He has a little daughter that loves me and when I went in she gave me a hug and Gabe got jeleous and pushed her and said "my Randy" she started crying it was cute. Then I yelled at HB for not fighting for my love like these two. It was a little rough there, 2 only children trying to share but they didn't fight much more. It was a little awkward there but only because my friend and his wife haven't been getting along and then there were other people there who didn't really know each other. But we couldn't stay long because HB had to work early on Sunday.

Sunday she didn't have a babysitter so I offered, well was told that I was to watch him. I took him to my place and like a dumbass forgot to grab any toys. My place is pretty cramped with furniture so I took the big coffee table into the bedroom so he could have a little room to run around. He played with a broom and mop that we stopped to get on the way home. He was quite amused with attempting to clean. We watched some cartoons and there was a park down the street so I got him dressed and we walked down there only to discover that it is either being renovated or destroyed. There was a fence around it and stones thrown about. I felt bad after promising him a park and was walking back and going to drive to another park but HB called and said she was coming for her break. We sat and read bits of a couple of my books while he ran around and played. She went back to work, we both took naps. I woke up and cooked some Hamburger helper (the only thing I really had to eat) which was done a little before she got there so I made him a plate and waited for her to eat. She ate though it didn't taste all that good. I need to get used to cooking again and on a gas stove at that. But it was a good day. It was actually the first time I watched someones kid without mine being there. Before I could yell at my son and the other kid would follow suit so I didn't have to yell at them. Gabe wasn't too bad, I am sure he was just bored. I only had to keep him away from the stove and try to keep him from tearing up too much. But so much for her fears of letting him get attached to me. He was asking for me this morning even though I left before he woke up. I don't plan on going anywhere but I know she is still fearful for him and I am trying to help.

UnderOath pics finally

I don't feel like putting captions because I have to finish cleaning before HB comes over but these are all UnderOath the pics from the band before them The Bled I think didn't come out.

Music

Some great music for this fake Friday, Canowine had a post about about Owen Pallett who helps Arcade Fire I found a live concert, check it out it is fucking awesome I want to see them again so bad. Watch this! They are just so fun and talented they all seem to play every instrument except the violinist stay on theirs.

Also I came across Spider the Tylercore a 5 year old screaming lyrics like:

Too young? Too young to live, too young to die. You will die forever, never. (blah blah blah) We can't be happy here, (blah blah blah blah) Die die die, tree tree tree. (blah blah blah) This is forever. (blah blah blah blah blah) This can't be happening forever. My mom's right here. Right here, can you hear me now? Never, never. (blah blah blah) This is forever. Ever ever. This isn't happening, I can't die young, you fu*king (blah blah) Eat sh*t, fu*k sh*t, die. Die, die, die, die, die, die. This can't be happening. Too young to die, too young to live. You will die forever!

It is fucking righteous, listen to it and see if you can actually understand it.

Happy Fake Friday

Today is Fake Friday! Though it's almost like a Monday. Last night traffic sucked ass and took me 20 minutes to get out the gate and to the end of the block so I decided not to go to my other job, I turned around and got the rest of my crap out of the barracks and cleaned it a bit. I then went to my apt and put some stuff away. I stayed at my place finally. It wasn't too bad but I missed seeing HB. This morning sucked. I need to create new morning habits. I was kind of running all over the place, then got to work at 645, a little later then usual and realized I forgot my uniform, so I had to drive all the way back to my apt and get it. Traffic sucked by that time and it took my quite a while but I got back in about 45 minutes. It didn't help that I hit the snooze button this morning. I need to get out of that habit and when I take my uniform home to wash it and iron it I need to hang it by the door. Just a couple things need to change. I actually got to bed early last night, well earlier than I have been. We got color guard practice today, then I need to try to get over and see HB, I mean get over to a going away for a guy in her department. I hope I can, I have to be at practice though because I am supposed to be lead rifle tomorrow and the rear one sucks ass and seems to be slightly retarded. I'm kind of hoping that Chris(he's in charge of the detail) switches with him, Chris and I are always on point. But it should be fun. I still have shit to put away at the apt, I may do it tomorrow morning since HB has duty this weekend. It is starting to look livable, I showed her it on Tuesday, I was kind of embarrassed since it is pretty trashed and she is kind of a neat freak, but oh well I have a good excuse I haven't had much time to clean since I have been at her place most the time. Hopefully she can hang out there this weekend since it is closer to work since she has to keep going in for duty. I guess we'll see.

Time to bitch, this was from yesterday and really had my blood boiling and canowine and Uncle Tom craking up. We went for lunch at Wendy's to get the great bacon mushroom melt....mmmmmmmm, bacon mushroom melt. Uncle Tom has his own parking space for being Service member of the quarter, when we got back stupid civilian guys parked in his spot that is clearly marked reserve. We found the guy who parked there and asked him to move, he claimed to be working when he was clearly standing with his thumb up his ass. I was pissed. I got out and started talking major shit, not really to him because that would be rude. I was just talking about him to my friends and happened to be really loud so him and everyone else could hear. About them being illiterate and stupid and "wow look you don't even have to be in the military to be service member of the quarter" then another guy parked next to him in the service member of the year and that set me off even more. Stupid fuckers think they can park whereever they want because they are fucking contractors. Fuck them all. On the van parked in Tom's spot it said BFDE, fire and security people. Canowine said it stood for "Butt Fucking Dick Eaters" I thought that was filarious so I kept saying it. Oh shit I wonder how many people I am going to get that google that shit, that will be funny. But I was saying we should smash the windows and spray paint that on the side, fucking butt fucking dick eaters, learn to read and park where the fuck your supposed to. Ok I feel a little better getting that off my chest. Time to try to do some work. Hope most of you have a great fake friday, if this is only Thursday for you...HAHA! No really I'm sorry, tell your bosses to stop being commie bastards and let you have the day off to remember the fallen veterans and eveyone whose fought to give us our freedom and a day off.

I am tired a shit yet again, it seems to be a reoccuring thing this week. I have yet to actually sleep in my apartment, though I think I will tonight. I really need to clean and put my shit away, but I tend to give up and go see HB. The joys of a new love. It's funny though it must be that apartment. Chris moved in and then got his girlfriend and stayed at her place all the time and now I move in and stay at her place all the time. Damn I should have moved in a long time ago...lol. Yesterday was a really fun day. Well it started a little rough but recovered nicely. First the alarm didn't go off at 530 like planned so I was woken up at 630 by her son crying (thank god he woke me up) so I hurry up and get ready and leave for work. I was pretty late getting here because of traffic at that time is bad. But no one was in the office except Uncle Tom so it was ok, no one noticed. I told my supervisor I needed to take off around lunch for AA and to get my van fixed. So Chris signed my AA form and HB, Tom, his girl, and me went and got some Thai food for lunch. HB took me to drop my van off to get fixed and we went to see Jarhead. I enjoyed the movie but I recommend that anyone who enjoys this movie goes out and gets the book, there are way more details and a lot more about the after war stuff that is mind boggling. And the best part is that it is a true story written by the jarhead himself. Then we went and picked up Gabe, her son, and then she dropped me off at my van. I payed like $70 and they didn't really fix shit and told me I needed to go to a "real" body shop, I though goodyear was a body shop but apparently not a "real" one. I went to my counseling and actually took a nice power nap waiting for it to start. Listened to the shitty counselor talk about stupid shit and then went home and ate and tried to clean a little but kept getting distracted from people buzzing on my door. Apparently someone in the next building locked themselves out and needed a knife to cut their screen, so I gave them one and came back upstairs and then she came back and said she couldn't lift herself in the window. SO I jumped through and opened the door for her and was afraid that now my finger prints were in this place but my landlord said she did actually live there so I wouldn't be charged for breaking and entering. SO I started cleaning again and then HB called and I went over there. It's really hard to talk with her on the phone, I say it's her phone but it may just be my ears, I am sure standing next to speakers at concerts haven't helped them much. But it's just so much better to talk in person. This morning she seemed to be running a little behind and I felt bad, thinking that it was because of me but I don't really think it was. Plus it was a little strange with Gabe getting up and seeing me sitting there ready to go to work. I probably should have left before she woke him up, to avoid some of his confusion. It is a little difficult to try to determine what may have negative effects on him. I mean is it ok for him to see me kiss mommy, is it ok for me to be there when he wakes up, and so on. Dating a mommy is new to me, the only thing I am completely certain about is to stay out of anything parental. That I can do, make no decisions and follow whatever mommy says and don't undermind her. But I am thinking since she is back at work now that I may need to limit my weekday sleepovers.

Off that topic, everyone needs to whatch the Washington Wizards game on Friday if it's on tv. Chris and I will be doing the color guard thing for the National anthem as well as assisting in presenting a community service award to the family of the first Maryland female killed in Iraq. So if the anthem isn't on tv this should since it is veterans day and all. I will have my VCR set, I just want my 15 minutes of fame on tv. I don't think I have been on tv unless you count the plays that sometimes got televised on the local crappy public station. Plus since we have to come back for half time then they can't make us do the anthem and then shove us into cheap seats like last time. I am pretty excited. Happy Humpday all.

New place

SO apparently my blog is becoming less evil thanks to HB so I'm going to find a happy medium on here. I will bitch about random things that piss me off and then the other half I will write about how great HB is. SO This weekend was a nice mix of shitty and great. Lets recap shall we: Friday went to my other job, had to go take piss test so I went there, was going to drop a shitload of clothes off at my new apartment which is close to there and then I was going to HB's. So I go pee and try to go to the apt and was trying to hurry because I had a timeline in my head that I was trying to keep. Well I rushed through a changing light to turn and hit the median hard as shit. Blew the tire and fucked the rim up worse(it was already messed up) SO here I am in a turning lane on a fairly busy road changing a tire. People honking at me because the can't fucking tell that when a van has it's flashers on and has a guy kneeling on the side of it, that it's not going to be moving anytime soon. SO I get the spare from underneith and crush my hand when it landed on me. I jack up the van and take the tire off and then I guess because I forgot to put the emergency brake on it fell off the jack, it didn't hit hard but it was a pain in the ass to get the jack out from under it. I get it up and changed and decided to say fuck the apt and drove to her place. We watched some movies and she made some stir fry, it was a good night.

Saturday was kind of a pain in the ass. I was supposed to get a trailer from Uhaul but they like fucking people over and can't seem to accept proper reservations. They didn't have the right sized trailer so we had to make reservations for Sunday with a different Uhaul place. CHris and I just loaded up a bunch of my shit from the barracks in my Van and his car and took that to the apt. OK so we're moving shit I park where I know I'm not supposed to but it was a convienience and only for a short time. I took the fucked up tire out and said shit about leaving it and this bitch ass mother fucker who claimed to be an assistant working guy for the barracks starts talking shit. Telling me to throw it in the dumpsters that were around the corner, I said I will when we're done, he said no I wasn't because I just told Chris that it was their problem now, not mine. But whatever, I throw it away when I come back the guy and Chris are arguing. I wanted to fucking run this guy over about 39 times and then get out and kick his body(trying to keep the evil back). Our main concern was moving my big ass TV, but we moved the van so we could get away from the stupid bitch. We got most of my stuff over to the apt. I just need to go back today and get some little stuff. Then we went to a promotion party that we knew involved a shitload of people we didn't like but a couple we did and had to support so we went. Plus free beer and food. SO as soon as we walk up we're on, busting on everyone and just pretty much making asses of ourselves, why you may ask, because thats us and it's fun as shit. We stay for a while only talk to a few people, I wore my "I like my women like I like my coffee" shirt and people kept asking how I like my coffee, then I'd let them read the back "Gound up and in the freezer" it was good for some laughs. One guy kept pissin us off. He talking mad shit to Chris and then tried talking shit to me but could only make fun of my hat, and the way I dress. He's an old fucking shitbag who like to thing he's cool. He needs to learn to shut the fuck up before someone breaks his hip. We left and I went and crashed on Chris's couch.

Sunday we wake up and had a timeline yet again, we had one for saturday but uhaul fucked that all up. Sunday the timeline was fucked up too, final decision: STOP MAKING FUCKIN TIMELINES YOU CAN"T KEEP THEM AND JUST GET PISSED ABOUT IT! SO we ran way late but I got a new tire and the trailer, went picked up my free furniture, we got it into the apt with only minor cuts and scratches and sore muscles. I started cleaning and setting up the entertainment center, computer, and arranging the hug furniture. It's slightly cramped but not too bad. I like it, it's awesome getting it almost completely furnished for free. All I need to buy is a bed and some plates and cups. Chris left a bunch of shit for me. I actually cleaned the bathroom! I never do that, but I was tired and scared in my new place (not really but needed an excuse) so I went over to HB's if I have to sleep on a couch hers is way more comfortable than anyone elses because she is there in my arms. But thats my weekend in review I will try to get the UNderOath pics up tonight since I got my comp set up and maybe get some pics of the apt for HNT or something. Not a bad Monday yet, but it's still early.

UnderOath

SO I don't have much time to type, I decided to come to my other job since I am going to need the money. But last night was awesome! I got off, went to my room and threw all my clothers and some other shit in garbage bags, chris came over and played some halo, his girl came and we headed for the show. Veda was the first band I thought they sounded pretty good, they were definately different from the music expected at a show like this but none the less I dug it. Chris bitched about it and said they sucked but fuck him. The singer looked pretty cute and played the piano and guitar so that was cool. Her singing at first reminded me of Fiona Apple but then thinking more it actually sounded like Bjork(sp?) I thought it was funny cuz the guitarists were kind of head banging thinking it was harder or something, it was a slight headbobber and toe tapper but not something to headbang to.

Next up was The Bled now this was music we'd expect it was pretty good, the kids seemed to like to mosh to it and some crowd surfers. I went up a bit to try to get a couple pics, not sure how they turned out, will check sometime this weekend. I liked them but most of the rhythms sounded the same for each song, that got kind of annoying for me.

Then UnderOath now chris was bitchin before the show saying he wasn't going up, he wasn't really feelin up to the show and all kinds of pussy shit. I told him I needed him to come with me for a few songs so I could get some good pics. SO of course we fought or way all the way to the front and stayed up there for the entire set. I am pretty positive I got some good pics here though it did take me a song or two to actually get my camera out of my pocket by fighting the crowd. Of course they stopped and started talking and thanked Jesus and we screamed as loud as we could. We definately got brownie points with Jesus last night. In line a girl came up and we had an extra ticket, she offered $40 and Chris gave it to her for 20 which was pretty much the price of the ticket after "convienence" charges. And I was telling people that Jesus loved them throughout the show so it was all good. Then Thrice would have been up next but we left.

I dropped them off at their car and went to see my HB. Her son is so adorable. He's really smart and cool, I was afraid he wouldn't like me but I think he's at least content with me. When I walked in he gave me a hug, though he thought I was someone else, I still took it. But I'll leave it at that. I'll post the pics when I can, hope everyone has a great weekend!

No HNT this week

I would say sorry but I am sure most of you are kind of happy about that. But for one I don't have any pics of me half nekkid perhaps I can get some for next week. I am supposed to be moving this weekend and I haven't packed anything yet so today after work is when I get to start throwing everything into garbage bags until the concert and hopefully take a nap somewhere in there, the concert schedule is as follows:

This show is sold out.
Doors Open 7:00pm
Veda 7:30
The Bled 8:10
Underoath 8:55
Thrice 10:05

So hopefully it will be kind of an early night. I am tired as hell yet again since someone keeps me up way past my bedtime talking on the phone at night but it's worth it. HB finally comes back home tonight! I am excited! Hopefully I will get some good pics at the show tonight, I could have had some great ones when Chris and I saw UnderOath with Silverstein in WV but I forgot my damn camera, we were right up front getting sweat and spit on us which kind of sucked. Chris said he probably isn't going up towards the front tonight but I may have to just so I can get some pics. I'll leave you with some lyrics. Dark Christian rock is funny...lol.

UnderOath - A Boy Brushed Red....Living In Black And White

Can you feel your heartbeat racing?
Can you taste the fear in her sweat?
You've done this wrong
It's too far gone
These sheets tell of regret
I admit that I'm just a fool for you
I am just a fool for you

Here is where we both feel wrong
Tonight's your last chance to
Do exactly what you want to
And this could be my night
This is what makes me feel alive
Makes you feel alive
Here is where we both go wrong
So tie me up
And toss this key
'Cause for now we're living in this moment
And we both ignore the truth
It's all over
It's all over

I feel your heart against mine
So take a breath and close your eyes

(chorus)
Your lungs have failed and they both stopped breathing
My heart is dead and its way past beating
Something has gone terribly wrong
I'm scared, you're scared, we're scared of this
I never thought we'd make it out alive
I never told you but its all in your goodbyes
It's all in your goodbyes

Well look who's dying now
Slit wristless sleeping with the girl next door
I always knew you were such a sucker for that
It doesnt matter what you say
You never mattered anyway
Never mattered anyway

In this moment that we both ignore the truth
It's all over
It's all over
I feel your heart against mine
So take a breath and close your eyes

Don't shake, i hate to see you tremble
Trembling you've lost your touch
Haven't you run so addicted

YAY for Humpday!

This has probably been the slowest week ever! But thankfully it's humpday. Tomorrow is UnderOath concert and the day that HB finally comes back. We chatted online last night and I actually let her read this blog and of course she jumped over to the other one and read the list and is still talking to me so that is a pretty good sign right. Well that one isn't too bad though I do have some shit in my archives of this one that may scare most away, especially the poems and shit I posted but hey it's best to be open and this is usually where I am most open and let everything out. She in return created a blog in which I will not share because 1) I don't know if she'd want me to, 2) I don't know how often she will post on it, 3) it is way too flatering about me...lol. She found it amusing that Uncle Tom and I were bigots with our derogatory Hot Brownie thing, but it was funny. She is so dulcet, yeah I have to learn new adjetives. We then talked on the phone for a couple hours until I pretty much fell asleep on the phone and during my half sleeping talking and not being able to think well she'd ask me questions and all I could say was cool and stupid shit like that so I said I'd learn some new adjetives today. Hey learning is good right. So tahnks to dictionary and thesaurus.com I can learn new words for some reason they are messed up, here is what they say are synonyms for awesome, I'll highlight the ones that make no sense:

Synonyms: alarming, astonishing, awe-inspiring, awful, beautiful, breathtaking, daunting, dreadful, exalted, far out, fearful, fearsome, formidable, frantic, frightening, grand, hairy, horrible, horrifying, imposing, impressive, intimidating, magnificent, majestic, mind-blowing, moving, nervous, overwhelming, shocking, striking, stunning, stupefying, terrible, terrifying, wonderful, wondrous, zero cool

I mean what the hell, those have nothing to do with awesome! I mean if it wasn't for dictionary.com and me looking up what these words actually mean I may have used them thinking that they meant awesome but sounding smart and I would have gotten my ass kicked since she is smarter than me and would know what they actually meant. Damn you thesauraus for trying to get my ass kicked, how dare you?! At least the dictionary didn't try to screw me over.

But counseling sucked yesterday, the new counselor is a dumbass. He wants everyone to talk and shit. The other guy would put in a movie and then talk about it afterwards. This guy talked the entire time and tryed to get us to talk. I raised my hand and told him that this portion of the "treatment" is education and that we come here to learn and by listening to each other we don't learn as much. Group will be the second part of the treatment after this 8 week portion and thats the time for us to "open up". He pretty much said thanks for the imput and kept doing his shit. I will be sure that when I go to the Group part I will go on the days of the other counselor and not his. So I am pretty sure I will not be learning anything my next 3 weeks(I think) of the eduation portion. Happy Humpday, I will be spreading Jesus's love tomorrow at the UnderOath show, I took Friday off so I can start moving some of my shit to my new apartment and hopefully spend some time with HB!

Can't think of a title

Yeah so I apologize to the few people who stop by here for the lack of well anything lately. I blame it on being sick. I get over a bad ass cold only to get another one. This ones no more than sniffles and a weezing cough that feels like I have a bunch of fluid in my lungs. I am tired as hell, I didn't go to bed until after midnight. Though I feel like I was sound asleep I was probably hacking and not sleeping well. Today I started my new book, Sex, Drugs and Coco Puffs, though I've only read the first chapter I am loving it already. Chuck Klosterman is a great writer! Especially to people like me, he shares my same views and I was cracking up on his bashing of Coldplay and John Cusack for ruining peoples images of love. Making people believe it is supposed to be/feel a certain way. But I got to skip AA today thanks to someone signing my slip for me, which tachnically isn't wrong. AA is supposed to be 2 or more alcoholics that get together and talk about not drinking. Well I am sure most of my friends consititute as an alcoholic and all we have to say is "hey we should stop drinking." and boom, that should be considered an AA meeting by the book. It doesn't say how long it should last. Most would say as usual I am cheating or taking the easy way out, to them I say "Fuck off!". I am tired and sick and need a haircut and have plenty more shit on my mind lately. The drinking is slowing down and may stop soon. Alcoholics are those that do completely stupid shit and spend all their money on booze. I haven't done too bad stupid shit in a long while and have never spent all my money on it so there. Call it self medicating, then and now. I was self medicating myself with alcohol to cure my depression and to try to get over some sort of social anxiety that made me too shy to really talk to anyone, and now I am self medicating myself by detoxing. I have always been this way. What doesn't kill me makes me stonger right, then why take medication when your body can do it on its own. Hell I am not dependent on alcohol anymore, after Vegas yeah I pretty much was, hands shaking in the mornings, did this make me go get a drink to stop the shakes and function normally, no. I'd just deal with the shakes until I felt like a drink. Wow typing shit really makes me realize how fucked up I am/have been/may be/will be or whatever. Fuck it, live and learn right. I am still here living, kicking, and trying like hell to have a good time. I hate when I have several rants and/or confessions that I think of during the course of the day but when I sit down to post I forget. Then like I've discussed with HB I start babbling about stupid off the wall shit, but she claims that she doesn't mind. I am just waiting to see how long she doesn't mind, I already told her to feel free to tell me to shut the fuck up, I am used to it and it's usually for the best before I make a complete ass of myself. So I have my counseling tonight and we have a new counselor, I hope he is as laid back as the other one was and I hope out video or whatever is more informative and useful than the past couple weeks. I mean I like learning new things but I know about nutition and HIV and shit and what they're gonna tell me is nothing new to me. The shit about alcohols effects on the brain that was informative. But I guess I'll just have to wait and see.