So here it si again, been a while since I posted. Cuz again my life isn't really going anywhere. School and work, thats it! Had my son this weekend, well was supposed to he talked to his mom on the phone and she told him his step-brother(if you wanna call hime that, or his cousin) was spending the night and he hardly stayed the night there, so that made him wanna go home to see him. He asked and I said no because I don't get to see him or talk to him a whole lot. Well he did his sad pouty face and my dumbass made a stupid comment, I am not too sure what it was exactly but something along the lines of him loving them more than me. And I felt bad for trying to make him feel bad, its not his fault he would rather play with a kid closer to his age than me. So I let him go and asked his mom not to call and tell him things like that when it is my chance to spend time with him, that could wait til sunday when he came home. SO since I turned down a couple invitations to hang out thinking I was gonna be spending time with him, I went out and watched a friend of a friends band. It was a good time, they mostly did covers, but their original stuff was good too. There was some crazy guy that was messed up on some shit that kept dancing around all wierd, he was pretty old. He came up and shook our hands when we came in. It was me and my friend and his brother, they look really alike. So this guy kept staring at my friend and made him uncomfy so we went and sat closer to the stage. Well crazy came up and was dancing and kept doing this hand wave to everyone and then he looked at me and flipped me off. I was like OK. Well this goes on for a while, then he walked over to my friend and stroked his beard on his chin. He kinda flinched and the guy walked away. So we bust his balls about it. Well crazy starts dancing again and then flips me off some more and then walks over across the table from me and picks up a chair and acts like hes gonna hit me with it. I just sit and stare him down and wait. He puts the chair down and then tries to shake my hand I told him to fuck off, he grabs my wrists and says he was just playin, then turns to my friends brother and starts punching his shoulder and then went to either give him a hug or a choke hold and as his bro grabbed his arm, crazy grabbed his man-boobs. We told him to go home, he was fucked up. He went to the back and sat down. SO I eventually came to the conclusion that he wanted them and since I came in with them, he was jealous of me! It was hilarious though, stupid fucks. But then Sunday we went and played some football. Lots of people ended up getting hurt. I felt of, I just had blisters on the bottom of my feet from wearing kleats that I hadn't worn in forever. But yesterday I was sore, my joints all ached, my arms fell like I was lifting a car! I only got 2 catches cuz we had so many people, but I did well on defense and had some good tackles suprisingly. But that ended up being my wierded out weekend.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
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