Song I wrote:
The sun is shining bright
No more frost in the night
Flowers blooming everywhere
Morning showers fill the air
Listen to the love birds as they swoon
In the middle of the afternoon
April turns to June
Spring ends way too soon
A perfect evening for a walk
Sit on the porch and just talk
Enjoy the gentle breeze
Look at the swaying trees
Soak up all the rays
Lazy summer days
Cast a line in the stream
A perfect setting from a dream
Leave it to me to not even travel the length of my road with my bike, but agree to do a 15 mile bike ride which as far as I'm concerned are trained professional bike riders with fancy bikes.
I better not be getting sick again.
I'm peeling already. How attractive.
I need a new pair of sunglasses.
My whole day is ruined because I have to start off in that room.
I hate being at work for a 9hr day and only getting paid for 8. I don't want an hour lunch break if none of it is paid for.
I'm done putting myself out there.
So, yeah that didn't exactly go as planned.
I won't always be there.
Bought pizza for everyone at work.
The other half of the biting tandem is here.
I want to get a plant for my room. It's not a kid or a pet but it's a step and it's alive. Something to take care of and nurture.
I really want some dumbbells too. I ended up buying the perfect push-up. It's pretty cool.
I want a cork board thingy for my room.
Some paintings, a rug, vase, lamp, and end tables.
Sometimes I wish there was a mute button or a pause button. Ah what the hell, I wish there was a rewind and fast forward and turn off button too. Why just settle for mute and pause?
My quest for arrogant bastard has come up empty. After visiting three establishments that sell beer. I should become an arrogant bastard.
However the Full Sail beer I bought was expensive but really good. At one store I didn't know which one to get India Pale Ale or American Pale Ale. I settled for the 6 pack of IPA for ten bucks. Then went to another beer store and saw them in a discontinued shopping cart because they restocked their freezer and was phasing it out because it didn't sell that good. So, I ended up getting the American Pale Ale for 30% off. Sweet. Best of both worlds.
The Full Sail beer I guess is employee owned and made by 47 pieces. My beer will be called the Three Man Crew made by three people. I really want to make my own beer someday. I want to try every beer out there too.
I know it exists too Arrogant Bastard Ale. By Stone Brewing Company.
From wikipedia: "Arrogant Bastard Ale is an American strong ale. It is marketed by warning potential consumers that they are "not worthy" of such a sophisticated beer, suggesting most people cannot appreciate a beer of such quality and depth. It is a popular beer among craft beer aficionados."
How do you properly say Oregon? I think I say it wrong.
I bought Dos Equis too. Mostly because I see the commercial so much.
Still no bike ride. The weather has just been too bad. Three opening days have been canceled for it. Next Tuesday is suppose to be the grand opening (4th attempt)
She calls herself a secretary. I call her the bosses ears and eyes.
So, I was walking to my car on my break after half a rather tough morning, but I was like look on the bright side at least the water bottle I was carrying fits in my coaster thing. I was happy about that because the last bottle I had didn't fit. I go and put it in and guess what it didn't fit, man was I even more bummed.
Really bummed lately.
But then after work I got in my car and the seat was back all the way and I feel back. If you remember correctly I love that feeling. So yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!
I need sleeping pills like Cleveland Sports needs a savior.
"Look at me, my depth perception must be off again
Cause this hurts deeper than I thought it did
It has not healed with time
It just shot down my spine
You look so beautiful tonight
Reminds me how you laid us down
And gently smiled before you destroyed my life
Would you find it in your heart
To make this go away
And let me rest in pieces
(let me rest in pieces)
Would you find it in your heart
To make this go away
And let me rest in pieces
(let me rest in pieces)
Pieces"
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Monday, April 27, 2009
more rough draft of dream maker don't read only posting here because i don't have microsoft word to save it to
Dreams can be achieved they are in multitude everyday.
One of Evgeni's biggest loves was fly fishing. After years of practice he had become quite good. The catch of the day was sold at the town market. Often he would give away his biggest fish to the most needy family. He detested the word need. It sounded so mean and insulting when it left his lips.
A woman dreamed of becoming a singer and that day she bumped into a singing/vocal coach. Or rather the singing coach bumped into her and she felt so guilty that she offered the woman free singing lessons. That lady went on to become a famous singer. The same thing happened with an inspiring pianist. That very day a young man came across a piano at a yard sale reduced to nearly 10% of the cost because the family dreamed of living farther out west and couldn't afford to move it and therefore simply wanted to get rid of the bulky thing as soon as possible. Of course it was due to Evgeni that they found this perfect new dream house. The piano teacher was constantly dreaming of falling in love and although Evengi didn't condone a teacher falling in love with their pupil they were a perfect match.
A lot of dreams fell into place like that, all because of one fraction of a change made by the Dream Maker.
His appearance was neither that of a young man or an old man. At 6'3" he was considered tall in this area. He weighed exactly 220 lbs a number that hadn't changed since his 25th birthday. He was now 40. He looked in his mid-thirties due to his thick although perfectly groomed beard. If he were to shave it he would no doubt appear 25 again. The age when he discovered his ability.
He worked on dreams from 10:00am to 5:00pmwith a few breaks in between.
He read from 9:00 to 10:00Pm and wrote from 10:00 to whenever he was tired. Reading before hand helped expand his mind for the writing process.
He drank tea every morning. Leaves from his own backyard. If asked he claimed it helped him stay sharp.
Breakfast was at 7:00am. He went fishing at noon and he at lunch and went on his nature walk. Then he traveled into town and did his daily business. Even finding time to tutor students after school.
Evengi led a rather busy yet carefree life. It was nearly the perfect medium. Some might be bored with such a routine, but he found excitement in everything and excitement tended to follow him. Go figure.
In the evening he watched sports like everyone else. He smiled when he recognized a face or name that he had helped along to stardom. Also, he watched his favorite T.V. shows and there too he would read off familiar names.
Dreams of becoming a lawyer, doctor, and teacher.
A life long dream of an exotic vacation finally coming to fruition. Or finding the funds to visit a loved one they haven't seen in awhile. A lot of times while they are on their death bed. Fleeting moments they are able to capture and grasp onto. Memories that in their wildest dreams never thought were possibly to obtain.
Make your dreams a reality.
As cliche as it sounds dreams of a house with a white picket fence and a tire swing in the front yard were actually common. On the weekends he even helped paint some of those fences and rolled out tires from the junkyard like they were doughnuts.
He wasn't exactly a master carpenter, but he was good with his hands. With the right crew he could easily put up a house in three days.
He could only deal them the right cards it was up to them on how they played them.
Note to self: Ask people their dreams.
Dream about getting into a certain college or passing an exam. Some people couldn't make up their mind. It was confusing when people constantly changed their dreams. Evengi put those ones on the back burner. He called them fickle dreamers. Changing their minds like the wind changes directions.
Dreamed of being together with someone.
Dreamed of buried treasure.
His favorite dreams were from those that truly were ambitious and had already set out to accomplish them on their own.
His feelings, thoughts on so called impossible dreams. They were in a whole separate classification of dreams.
A certain archaeologist who dreamed of finding Egyptian toms and by God he did with little to no help from Evgeni.
Nearly died of thirst. Money for equipment.
Dreamed for a body of water to appear.
On prayers and dreams almost being the same thing. It was often times difficult to tell the difference. Prayers were in a way dreams and dreams were in a way prayers. Same could be said about wishes although they tended to lean more to the emotion of hope.
Note to self: Make them into chapters.
Evgeni's feelings and thoughts on impossible dreams. Every one should have the opportunity to dream. The desire to do so. However, it is hard to help an incredibly low intelligence person all of a sudden become a genius. A genius of one specific field of study perhaps. If that is all they study about and learn about they can become an expert. Everyone can obtain an area of expertise. Or learn a certain skill. Therefore reaching their dreams of being a genius.
Most of the time people wanted something they couldn't have. If they did have it then they didn't want it anymore. Or it would no longer mean anything to them. Once it was in their possession they were on to better and better things. It was the continuous reaching that made life worth while and worth living.
Evgeni didn't get bent out of shape when people thanked God for answering their prayers when it was really him fulfilling their dreams. The attention was unwanted and he was glad to go unnoticed. He could override God's decisions but choose not to do so.
To quote a line from a Bruce Springsteen song, who Evgeni listened to regularly. "A poor man wants to be rich and a rich man wants to be king."
A man once dreamed of flying. Another man dreamed of creating light. Some of the credit should go to the Dream Maker of their day.
Failed dreams, broken dreams, shattered dreams.
Dreams of coming to America. Dreams of a better life. Those must have been the good old days of being the Dream Maker. People didn't dream of too much just what they were entitled to as human beings. That Dream Maker had it made, Evgeni would often joke to himself.
People who reached their dreams just to lose it all because of poor choices. Not to be stereotypical but the majority of these cases were athletes, actors or actresses, and if you factor in really recent time politicians. All you seemed to hear about recently were people falling from grace.
Who dreamed of being a politician anyways? A debater? Someone who seeks power, a natural leader. A liar dreams of being a politician. They have to be. The bad thing is when they get tangled up in their lies. Then they dream of a way out of their mess. A real predicament that is. It was extremely hard for Evgeni to let someone off the hook. He was on the fence when it came to second chances. Sure everyone deserved a second chance, however; there were a lot of people waiting in the dream making line for their first chance. So, how was it fair if someone blew it and got another chance? A third or fourth attempt at their dreams?
Dreamed of being President. No comment on how that happened.
This wasn't genetic. It wasn't hereditary. Or was it? Evgeni grew up an orphan. Never knowing his father or mother. No family that he knew of. It was hard to dream for a family he never knew. Although he dreamed of one day having his own. A big family, to make up for the one he never had. If his dad was a dream maker surely, he would have stuck around a little longer to see Evgeni grow up. Unless his father dreamed of not being a family man. Maybe he was a loner. Maybe he didn't mean to get his mother pregnant. Either way, where was his mother in all of this? Did she not want a family too? No one knew or at least no one bothered to tell him anything about his family history. The people who raised him should know something about his past. They were an elderly couple and they passed on before his 25th birthday. He loved them dearly, but it was hard to make a connection with people who could easily be your great grand parents and weren't even actually related to you. He didn't mean to sound ungrateful though, because he wasn't that type of person. He often thought about his parents when he was younger, but soon that faded away. Thoughts like: who they were, what they did, what they looked like?
Having a picture of them would be nice. If one existed he could, if he wanted to, find a way to discover it. He considered that cheating though. If he wanted to he could follow a father to a picture album of his family.
The possibilities were endless, but he was afraid that once he started granting his own dreams he wouldn't be able to stop. This was a huge responsibility, to be in charge of.
Dream of having different colored eyes, different colored hair, and changing other physical appearances and traits. Basically changing things that made you who you were as a person. HE wasn't the inventor of plastic surgery. He didn't believe in it. Unless it was a life threatening needed surgery or a burn victim. One where without it life was unbearable to the person. Some may take that notion to an extreme though. An already beautiful person with low self-esteem saying they can't live life unless they are perfect.
Woman dreamed of biggest breasts. Losing weight. Evgeni would point them in the right direction by spotlighting an ad in the paper for a gym membership or a treadmill in the classified. Losing weight was another of the most wished about dreams. People were always dreaming of losing weight. Most of them wouldn't take action. It wasn't a diet they needed. They needed to change their life style. Dieting alone does little to nothing.
All of them were searching for some miracle diet. Evgeni believed in eating chicken, fish, and vegetables.
If they were full and there was still food on their plates they would eat it anyways. That was annoying to him. Then they would just sit in front of the tube for the rest of the night. Go for a walk or something. Evgeni would say to himself. It was nice out invents in a bike. Go hiking. Anything would help burn calories.
Some people truly were born big boned or with a bigger body and couldn't help it. Medical procedures were being thought of and improved all the time.
It wasn't as easy as just eating healthy. Even vegetarians can sometimes be overweight.
One of Evgeni's biggest loves was fly fishing. After years of practice he had become quite good. The catch of the day was sold at the town market. Often he would give away his biggest fish to the most needy family. He detested the word need. It sounded so mean and insulting when it left his lips.
A woman dreamed of becoming a singer and that day she bumped into a singing/vocal coach. Or rather the singing coach bumped into her and she felt so guilty that she offered the woman free singing lessons. That lady went on to become a famous singer. The same thing happened with an inspiring pianist. That very day a young man came across a piano at a yard sale reduced to nearly 10% of the cost because the family dreamed of living farther out west and couldn't afford to move it and therefore simply wanted to get rid of the bulky thing as soon as possible. Of course it was due to Evgeni that they found this perfect new dream house. The piano teacher was constantly dreaming of falling in love and although Evengi didn't condone a teacher falling in love with their pupil they were a perfect match.
A lot of dreams fell into place like that, all because of one fraction of a change made by the Dream Maker.
His appearance was neither that of a young man or an old man. At 6'3" he was considered tall in this area. He weighed exactly 220 lbs a number that hadn't changed since his 25th birthday. He was now 40. He looked in his mid-thirties due to his thick although perfectly groomed beard. If he were to shave it he would no doubt appear 25 again. The age when he discovered his ability.
He worked on dreams from 10:00am to 5:00pmwith a few breaks in between.
He read from 9:00 to 10:00Pm and wrote from 10:00 to whenever he was tired. Reading before hand helped expand his mind for the writing process.
He drank tea every morning. Leaves from his own backyard. If asked he claimed it helped him stay sharp.
Breakfast was at 7:00am. He went fishing at noon and he at lunch and went on his nature walk. Then he traveled into town and did his daily business. Even finding time to tutor students after school.
Evengi led a rather busy yet carefree life. It was nearly the perfect medium. Some might be bored with such a routine, but he found excitement in everything and excitement tended to follow him. Go figure.
In the evening he watched sports like everyone else. He smiled when he recognized a face or name that he had helped along to stardom. Also, he watched his favorite T.V. shows and there too he would read off familiar names.
Dreams of becoming a lawyer, doctor, and teacher.
A life long dream of an exotic vacation finally coming to fruition. Or finding the funds to visit a loved one they haven't seen in awhile. A lot of times while they are on their death bed. Fleeting moments they are able to capture and grasp onto. Memories that in their wildest dreams never thought were possibly to obtain.
Make your dreams a reality.
As cliche as it sounds dreams of a house with a white picket fence and a tire swing in the front yard were actually common. On the weekends he even helped paint some of those fences and rolled out tires from the junkyard like they were doughnuts.
He wasn't exactly a master carpenter, but he was good with his hands. With the right crew he could easily put up a house in three days.
He could only deal them the right cards it was up to them on how they played them.
Note to self: Ask people their dreams.
Dream about getting into a certain college or passing an exam. Some people couldn't make up their mind. It was confusing when people constantly changed their dreams. Evengi put those ones on the back burner. He called them fickle dreamers. Changing their minds like the wind changes directions.
Dreamed of being together with someone.
Dreamed of buried treasure.
His favorite dreams were from those that truly were ambitious and had already set out to accomplish them on their own.
His feelings, thoughts on so called impossible dreams. They were in a whole separate classification of dreams.
A certain archaeologist who dreamed of finding Egyptian toms and by God he did with little to no help from Evgeni.
Nearly died of thirst. Money for equipment.
Dreamed for a body of water to appear.
On prayers and dreams almost being the same thing. It was often times difficult to tell the difference. Prayers were in a way dreams and dreams were in a way prayers. Same could be said about wishes although they tended to lean more to the emotion of hope.
Note to self: Make them into chapters.
Evgeni's feelings and thoughts on impossible dreams. Every one should have the opportunity to dream. The desire to do so. However, it is hard to help an incredibly low intelligence person all of a sudden become a genius. A genius of one specific field of study perhaps. If that is all they study about and learn about they can become an expert. Everyone can obtain an area of expertise. Or learn a certain skill. Therefore reaching their dreams of being a genius.
Most of the time people wanted something they couldn't have. If they did have it then they didn't want it anymore. Or it would no longer mean anything to them. Once it was in their possession they were on to better and better things. It was the continuous reaching that made life worth while and worth living.
Evgeni didn't get bent out of shape when people thanked God for answering their prayers when it was really him fulfilling their dreams. The attention was unwanted and he was glad to go unnoticed. He could override God's decisions but choose not to do so.
To quote a line from a Bruce Springsteen song, who Evgeni listened to regularly. "A poor man wants to be rich and a rich man wants to be king."
A man once dreamed of flying. Another man dreamed of creating light. Some of the credit should go to the Dream Maker of their day.
Failed dreams, broken dreams, shattered dreams.
Dreams of coming to America. Dreams of a better life. Those must have been the good old days of being the Dream Maker. People didn't dream of too much just what they were entitled to as human beings. That Dream Maker had it made, Evgeni would often joke to himself.
People who reached their dreams just to lose it all because of poor choices. Not to be stereotypical but the majority of these cases were athletes, actors or actresses, and if you factor in really recent time politicians. All you seemed to hear about recently were people falling from grace.
Who dreamed of being a politician anyways? A debater? Someone who seeks power, a natural leader. A liar dreams of being a politician. They have to be. The bad thing is when they get tangled up in their lies. Then they dream of a way out of their mess. A real predicament that is. It was extremely hard for Evgeni to let someone off the hook. He was on the fence when it came to second chances. Sure everyone deserved a second chance, however; there were a lot of people waiting in the dream making line for their first chance. So, how was it fair if someone blew it and got another chance? A third or fourth attempt at their dreams?
Dreamed of being President. No comment on how that happened.
This wasn't genetic. It wasn't hereditary. Or was it? Evgeni grew up an orphan. Never knowing his father or mother. No family that he knew of. It was hard to dream for a family he never knew. Although he dreamed of one day having his own. A big family, to make up for the one he never had. If his dad was a dream maker surely, he would have stuck around a little longer to see Evgeni grow up. Unless his father dreamed of not being a family man. Maybe he was a loner. Maybe he didn't mean to get his mother pregnant. Either way, where was his mother in all of this? Did she not want a family too? No one knew or at least no one bothered to tell him anything about his family history. The people who raised him should know something about his past. They were an elderly couple and they passed on before his 25th birthday. He loved them dearly, but it was hard to make a connection with people who could easily be your great grand parents and weren't even actually related to you. He didn't mean to sound ungrateful though, because he wasn't that type of person. He often thought about his parents when he was younger, but soon that faded away. Thoughts like: who they were, what they did, what they looked like?
Having a picture of them would be nice. If one existed he could, if he wanted to, find a way to discover it. He considered that cheating though. If he wanted to he could follow a father to a picture album of his family.
The possibilities were endless, but he was afraid that once he started granting his own dreams he wouldn't be able to stop. This was a huge responsibility, to be in charge of.
Dream of having different colored eyes, different colored hair, and changing other physical appearances and traits. Basically changing things that made you who you were as a person. HE wasn't the inventor of plastic surgery. He didn't believe in it. Unless it was a life threatening needed surgery or a burn victim. One where without it life was unbearable to the person. Some may take that notion to an extreme though. An already beautiful person with low self-esteem saying they can't live life unless they are perfect.
Woman dreamed of biggest breasts. Losing weight. Evgeni would point them in the right direction by spotlighting an ad in the paper for a gym membership or a treadmill in the classified. Losing weight was another of the most wished about dreams. People were always dreaming of losing weight. Most of them wouldn't take action. It wasn't a diet they needed. They needed to change their life style. Dieting alone does little to nothing.
All of them were searching for some miracle diet. Evgeni believed in eating chicken, fish, and vegetables.
If they were full and there was still food on their plates they would eat it anyways. That was annoying to him. Then they would just sit in front of the tube for the rest of the night. Go for a walk or something. Evgeni would say to himself. It was nice out invents in a bike. Go hiking. Anything would help burn calories.
Some people truly were born big boned or with a bigger body and couldn't help it. Medical procedures were being thought of and improved all the time.
It wasn't as easy as just eating healthy. Even vegetarians can sometimes be overweight.
too nice out to blog
No word yet on whether or not they need someone to coach baseball.
I'm in the process of making an amazing dinner. Chicken and Sausage Gumbo.
With okra, onions, celery, pepper, salt, garlic, and rice.
Might go on a bike ride this evening. Check that, my friend bailed on me. That sucks. Might do a 15 mile bike ride tomorrow, it's a group of people or something.
Talked to my goddess again last night.
Very disappointed in the Browns draft picks.
I'm jealous that the kids get to wear, shorts, tank-tops, and sandals.
I really wish I tanned instead of burned.
Sometimes I wish I could spike my drink. Is that bad?
"I don't like to agree or disagree rather I prefer to be honest."
We got a new T.V. it's pretty nice. You can read the scrolling words and scores on the bottom now. A vast improvement.
I hate to admit it but you two make a great couple.
Roll in a pack. With an entourage. If you want to be successful.
Shoot I wanted to go to Walgreen's today, but I forget.
I turned my dollar lottery ticket in for another one and that time won five dollars. Now I'm a millionaire. How do you like me now?
Should I ask this mom for her number?
I'm in the process of making an amazing dinner. Chicken and Sausage Gumbo.
With okra, onions, celery, pepper, salt, garlic, and rice.
Might go on a bike ride this evening. Check that, my friend bailed on me. That sucks. Might do a 15 mile bike ride tomorrow, it's a group of people or something.
Talked to my goddess again last night.
Very disappointed in the Browns draft picks.
I'm jealous that the kids get to wear, shorts, tank-tops, and sandals.
I really wish I tanned instead of burned.
Sometimes I wish I could spike my drink. Is that bad?
"I don't like to agree or disagree rather I prefer to be honest."
We got a new T.V. it's pretty nice. You can read the scrolling words and scores on the bottom now. A vast improvement.
I hate to admit it but you two make a great couple.
Roll in a pack. With an entourage. If you want to be successful.
Shoot I wanted to go to Walgreen's today, but I forget.
I turned my dollar lottery ticket in for another one and that time won five dollars. Now I'm a millionaire. How do you like me now?
Should I ask this mom for her number?
Sunday, April 26, 2009
Weekend, condensed version
I really need microsoft word so I can work on the rough draft of that story I started.
Too busy to even think about everything that went on let alone write about it.
What a wonderful weekend though. I just loved the weather. Wish it was like that all the time. Went by too fast though. Ugh. Work tomorrow. Grand.
Immaturity shining through. KSU students.
Got burned so damn bad. It's not even like that bothers me it's the fact that I'm not burned everywhere just in certain spots. Especially my legs one side is burned and the other isn't it sucks. I just wish it would be even.
Spent a lot of money, but oh well. It was worth it.
Going to Columbus was a blast.
Went to the horseshoe!
Broke a record for most in attendance at the Scarlet and Gray Scrimmage part of 95,722 or something.
It was awesome let me tell you. Kind of makes me want to live there. Awesome city.
Watched a lacrosse game before that. Ohio State got beat up by undefeated Notre Dame.
Bought a pair of Ohio State slippers the tag said 20 dollars and I got them for three. Sweet deal!!!
Cavs won round one of the playoffs as did the Pens. Got to be happy about that.
Let's just go around tripping people for the rest of the game. Gundy. Brilliant. Stupid moves at the end of the game for Chicago. I'm so glad they won in the second overtime though. I hate selfish players that don't think. Cough Tyrus Thomas. Pass the ball to Rose, don't put yourself on the free throw line to get an extra point. Vinny Del should have bitch slapped your ass and placed it on the bench.
Remember when...I passed you notes?
I love when I write that special line that makes me smile and feel clever. In the process taking the story to a whole other level.
Trying to coach Jr. League Baseball. Lets see if I get accepted.
Too busy to even think about everything that went on let alone write about it.
What a wonderful weekend though. I just loved the weather. Wish it was like that all the time. Went by too fast though. Ugh. Work tomorrow. Grand.
Immaturity shining through. KSU students.
Got burned so damn bad. It's not even like that bothers me it's the fact that I'm not burned everywhere just in certain spots. Especially my legs one side is burned and the other isn't it sucks. I just wish it would be even.
Spent a lot of money, but oh well. It was worth it.
Going to Columbus was a blast.
Went to the horseshoe!
Broke a record for most in attendance at the Scarlet and Gray Scrimmage part of 95,722 or something.
It was awesome let me tell you. Kind of makes me want to live there. Awesome city.
Watched a lacrosse game before that. Ohio State got beat up by undefeated Notre Dame.
Bought a pair of Ohio State slippers the tag said 20 dollars and I got them for three. Sweet deal!!!
Cavs won round one of the playoffs as did the Pens. Got to be happy about that.
Let's just go around tripping people for the rest of the game. Gundy. Brilliant. Stupid moves at the end of the game for Chicago. I'm so glad they won in the second overtime though. I hate selfish players that don't think. Cough Tyrus Thomas. Pass the ball to Rose, don't put yourself on the free throw line to get an extra point. Vinny Del should have bitch slapped your ass and placed it on the bench.
Remember when...I passed you notes?
I love when I write that special line that makes me smile and feel clever. In the process taking the story to a whole other level.
Trying to coach Jr. League Baseball. Lets see if I get accepted.
Friday, April 24, 2009
something
"Just because it's over doesn't mean you win." BCW
Fucking work ruined some valuable hoop time. Also inconsiderate overweight people who don't know the meaning of I got next. I should have knocked them on their ass. I should have just ran out there and shot hoops while they were playing every time they took a shot I should have tried knocking it out of the hoop. Or just run out there and steal the ball and kick it and interfere with the game as much as possible.
Those fatties should have respected the unwritten rules of pick-up basketball.
When I got there there was a five on five game and 8 players on the sidelines, 9 counting me. The next game the first five players on the sidelines play the winners. Then the next four players waiting get to play and they get to pick up one player from the five players that lost in the very first game.
Instead of getting to play I had to watch three games when I should have been playing in the 3rd game. Instead people who lost on the first game took my turn.
Pathetic since they are basically too fat to move. Just clogging up space . I really hate people sometimes. I wonder if they even have jobs, because I was just on my lunch break. They could have played all day.Even though the majority of their day is probably spent eating. Can you tell I'm pissed off? I should have been on that damn court for at least one game. I really wanted to play. I wish they played after work, but I doubt all that many people show up then, because they have to go pick up their welfare check.
In college I could skip class to keep playing, but not anymore. In the real world.
Poor excuse for basketball players.
Happier without me sweet!
I love the way the wind blows your hair. It's kinda hot.
You look so damn good in blue jeans.
There's nothing wrong. End the excuses. Spank the behavior out of him.
Listen to Phil Collins I wish it would rain down.
I loved the storm this morning wish I could cuddle up with you during it and just listen.
I miss talking to you. You want to go out sometime this weekend? Fuck that.
Look at it pour. I want to run around in it.
I never heard someone belittling the actions of every single person in such a slight behind the back manner as this person. A true knit picker and not even a good one at that. Makes no sense.
I wish your golden head band offered me a ray of sunshine.
Potty training not exactly my specialty or cup of tea. Not what I went to school for.
I want to wear loafers to work. I need to buy a pair. Ones that go with black pants.
Fucking work ruined some valuable hoop time. Also inconsiderate overweight people who don't know the meaning of I got next. I should have knocked them on their ass. I should have just ran out there and shot hoops while they were playing every time they took a shot I should have tried knocking it out of the hoop. Or just run out there and steal the ball and kick it and interfere with the game as much as possible.
Those fatties should have respected the unwritten rules of pick-up basketball.
When I got there there was a five on five game and 8 players on the sidelines, 9 counting me. The next game the first five players on the sidelines play the winners. Then the next four players waiting get to play and they get to pick up one player from the five players that lost in the very first game.
Instead of getting to play I had to watch three games when I should have been playing in the 3rd game. Instead people who lost on the first game took my turn.
Pathetic since they are basically too fat to move. Just clogging up space . I really hate people sometimes. I wonder if they even have jobs, because I was just on my lunch break. They could have played all day.Even though the majority of their day is probably spent eating. Can you tell I'm pissed off? I should have been on that damn court for at least one game. I really wanted to play. I wish they played after work, but I doubt all that many people show up then, because they have to go pick up their welfare check.
In college I could skip class to keep playing, but not anymore. In the real world.
Poor excuse for basketball players.
Happier without me sweet!
I love the way the wind blows your hair. It's kinda hot.
You look so damn good in blue jeans.
There's nothing wrong. End the excuses. Spank the behavior out of him.
Listen to Phil Collins I wish it would rain down.
I loved the storm this morning wish I could cuddle up with you during it and just listen.
I miss talking to you. You want to go out sometime this weekend? Fuck that.
Look at it pour. I want to run around in it.
I never heard someone belittling the actions of every single person in such a slight behind the back manner as this person. A true knit picker and not even a good one at that. Makes no sense.
I wish your golden head band offered me a ray of sunshine.
Potty training not exactly my specialty or cup of tea. Not what I went to school for.
I want to wear loafers to work. I need to buy a pair. Ones that go with black pants.
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Don't read past The Dream Maker
I've been so tired lately. I don't get it. I haven't really followed through on the workout thing. I still write down everything I do and keep track of it and at least I don't lie about doing nothing. Hopefully I will keep it up and if I keep writing in it then eventually I will start putting in the effort.
I seriously hate being woken up during my dreams. "It should be a valid reason to be late for work. I was in the middle of an amazing dream and didn't want to get up. Sorry. My bad. Please excuse my lateness. It might however happen again, the next time I have a sweet dream."
How else am I suppose to live out my dreams if I don't know what they are?
My dreams are incomplete. Unfinished.
Does that mean I make my own ending? I wish I was the dream maker. Where I could make anything possible.
Why would you continue to talk to someone when you see perfectly well that they are busy reading or writing. It's not like I put down the book or pen and was listening intently. I don't want to be bothered, quit trying to talk to me and interrupting me. It's not cool.
If you say "I'm not doing this today," everyday aren't you basically doing it everyday, because it's obviously not working.
I'm guilty of this too sometimes. It's perfectly normal.
I wish the apple juice was a little colder in the morning.
Happy Half Year on this Earth.
I love her laugh when shes excited. Pure joy.
This one kid keeps asking me where I go when I leave and I tell him I go on my break and he looks up to me and he's like "I want to go on my break." It was the cutest and funniest thing ever.
The Dream Maker
He was an ordinary man with extraordinary powers. It was his privilege and discretion to make all the dreams in the Universe come true. Mostly concentrating on the World as we Know it on Planet Earth.
There was a process of whose dream would be granted first. It wasn't always easy and it wasn't always an exact science. The factors of his knowing were limited. He didn't necessarily know who was the most deserving on their wishes.
Sometimes he would wake up in a sweat regretting a dream he allowed to come true. Or make possible rather as you will learn later.
People have complicated dreams where a lot of events need to take place for their exact dream to occur.
He wasn't responsible for dreams where you go to work naked or ones where you fall to your death.
Some people considered him a genie.
A lot of the dreams he heard consisted of becoming a pro-athlete, winning a large sum of money, and wanting to become famous. All of those had to be earned on their own.
The Dream Maker lived in a little cabin in the middle of the woods. Surrounded by wilderness and winding, running streams. It was the perfect setting to him, one he dreamed about, but it was natural, he discovered it through a life long search. He was capable of making his own dreams come true, but he fought the urge to do so.
The Dream Maker was single he had been for as long as he could remember. He didn't want to force someone to love him or be at his beckoning call. Also, he was worried about his potential significant other finding out about his powers. He was afraid she would get mad if he didn't make all her dreams come true. It truly was a blessing and a curse at the same time to have this ability. It was nearly impossible to have friends. No one could keep a secret of this magnitude nor could they resit the allure of wanting him to make all their dreams a reality. So, instead he lived alone and for the most part was content. Even without his powers he almost had everything he could ever want. Besides of course obtaining true everlasting companionship. Something he figured he would long for throughout the rest of his life.
He didn't understand why people wouldn't want to be in control of their own destiny. Why they wouldn't want to earn or deserve what they wanted out of life. What was the point if everything was just handed to you, he would often ponder over and over with himself.
There was such a thing as a chain reaction and the domino effect.
He was a funny dream maker. A normal everyday person might love to have this power, however it was stressful. Eventually it wore you out and became exhausting. It got old rather quick. The Dream Maker still went to town to buy groceries.He ran into people, made acquaintances and even talked to them on occasion. He followed the local news and well as the country's. He watched sports, but he never fixed a game. Contrary to what people might think. His favorite teams would win or lose on their own.
Someone might wonder how the Dream Maker made money. It was a valid question and one that deserved an honest straight forward answer.
He collected royalties on what it wasn't exactly known. There was a lot of trade marks dealing with dreams though. He wrote books under a different pen name. Being extremely cautious not to reveal his identity.
He had a nickname and a real name for that matter and neither were the Dream Maker. His real name was Alexander Crosby. This might change I'm actually thinking his first name will be Evgeni.
There was no crystal ball or magic ball. There was no rhyme or reason to dreams coming true. However, miracles do in fact come true.
What dreams did he permit? Opportunity was the main issue. The phrase opportunity knocks was based on him. There was a whisper in their ear, a guiding light, a push in the right direction, a gentle nudge, subliminal messages, inspiration, and motivation were all part of his repertoire. Another important factor was being in the right place at the right time.
One particular dream that unfolded...
He didn't give up that one day he would find his true love.
It was unknown if he would live forever or not. He never felt like he was getting old.
How this power came to exist or come into his possession.
Growign up he always helped others. Went out of his way actually. Asked for nothing in return.
Many people might come to think of him as being Godlike. He didn't know his opinion on that matter, but he never tried to do His job or get in His way.
His first successful dream. Where he figured out his ability.
Accomplishment, feat
Luck or coincidence and maybe it was, but he had altered fate none the less.
A boy dreamed of having his very own dog to play with and take care of. There was a stray dog that was perfect. The dog was still practically a puppy and it desperately needed a home, love, and affection. The boy whose name was Jacob named the dog disaster. Bad things were always happening when the dog was around. The name fit.
One summer he witnessed a young lady staring intently at a beautiful necklace in a store front. He worked delivering newspapers and saved up every penny to buy her that necklace.
The Saint of Miracles was his nickname around town.
Around the holidays he lead food drives and put full course meals on the table for the poor. It was all they could ever dream for and more.
Sometimes he literally made dreams come true.
He was a master at natural medicine one of his many talents. HE spent his leisure time collecting herbs from the forest. Some people called them potions, he simply referred to them as common knowledge. A trade his father passed down to him. They would go searching for specific plants when he was a little boy. Home-made remedies that cured many of the town folk over the years. A lot of peopled dreamed of becoming healthy again or overcoming a sickness.
Eventually he learned that if he closed his eyes and concentrated really hard he could make things happens. This included events he witnessed on T.V. and he would later discover that what he wanted to happen or predicted to happen came true for those people.
It wasn't all pets, gifts, and health related dreams. He was responsible for countless engagements and marriages.
Alexander had ultimately effected hundreds of thousands of life's.
I seriously hate being woken up during my dreams. "It should be a valid reason to be late for work. I was in the middle of an amazing dream and didn't want to get up. Sorry. My bad. Please excuse my lateness. It might however happen again, the next time I have a sweet dream."
How else am I suppose to live out my dreams if I don't know what they are?
My dreams are incomplete. Unfinished.
Does that mean I make my own ending? I wish I was the dream maker. Where I could make anything possible.
Why would you continue to talk to someone when you see perfectly well that they are busy reading or writing. It's not like I put down the book or pen and was listening intently. I don't want to be bothered, quit trying to talk to me and interrupting me. It's not cool.
If you say "I'm not doing this today," everyday aren't you basically doing it everyday, because it's obviously not working.
I'm guilty of this too sometimes. It's perfectly normal.
I wish the apple juice was a little colder in the morning.
Happy Half Year on this Earth.
I love her laugh when shes excited. Pure joy.
This one kid keeps asking me where I go when I leave and I tell him I go on my break and he looks up to me and he's like "I want to go on my break." It was the cutest and funniest thing ever.
The Dream Maker
He was an ordinary man with extraordinary powers. It was his privilege and discretion to make all the dreams in the Universe come true. Mostly concentrating on the World as we Know it on Planet Earth.
There was a process of whose dream would be granted first. It wasn't always easy and it wasn't always an exact science. The factors of his knowing were limited. He didn't necessarily know who was the most deserving on their wishes.
Sometimes he would wake up in a sweat regretting a dream he allowed to come true. Or make possible rather as you will learn later.
People have complicated dreams where a lot of events need to take place for their exact dream to occur.
He wasn't responsible for dreams where you go to work naked or ones where you fall to your death.
Some people considered him a genie.
A lot of the dreams he heard consisted of becoming a pro-athlete, winning a large sum of money, and wanting to become famous. All of those had to be earned on their own.
The Dream Maker lived in a little cabin in the middle of the woods. Surrounded by wilderness and winding, running streams. It was the perfect setting to him, one he dreamed about, but it was natural, he discovered it through a life long search. He was capable of making his own dreams come true, but he fought the urge to do so.
The Dream Maker was single he had been for as long as he could remember. He didn't want to force someone to love him or be at his beckoning call. Also, he was worried about his potential significant other finding out about his powers. He was afraid she would get mad if he didn't make all her dreams come true. It truly was a blessing and a curse at the same time to have this ability. It was nearly impossible to have friends. No one could keep a secret of this magnitude nor could they resit the allure of wanting him to make all their dreams a reality. So, instead he lived alone and for the most part was content. Even without his powers he almost had everything he could ever want. Besides of course obtaining true everlasting companionship. Something he figured he would long for throughout the rest of his life.
He didn't understand why people wouldn't want to be in control of their own destiny. Why they wouldn't want to earn or deserve what they wanted out of life. What was the point if everything was just handed to you, he would often ponder over and over with himself.
There was such a thing as a chain reaction and the domino effect.
He was a funny dream maker. A normal everyday person might love to have this power, however it was stressful. Eventually it wore you out and became exhausting. It got old rather quick. The Dream Maker still went to town to buy groceries.He ran into people, made acquaintances and even talked to them on occasion. He followed the local news and well as the country's. He watched sports, but he never fixed a game. Contrary to what people might think. His favorite teams would win or lose on their own.
Someone might wonder how the Dream Maker made money. It was a valid question and one that deserved an honest straight forward answer.
He collected royalties on what it wasn't exactly known. There was a lot of trade marks dealing with dreams though. He wrote books under a different pen name. Being extremely cautious not to reveal his identity.
He had a nickname and a real name for that matter and neither were the Dream Maker. His real name was Alexander Crosby. This might change I'm actually thinking his first name will be Evgeni.
There was no crystal ball or magic ball. There was no rhyme or reason to dreams coming true. However, miracles do in fact come true.
What dreams did he permit? Opportunity was the main issue. The phrase opportunity knocks was based on him. There was a whisper in their ear, a guiding light, a push in the right direction, a gentle nudge, subliminal messages, inspiration, and motivation were all part of his repertoire. Another important factor was being in the right place at the right time.
One particular dream that unfolded...
He didn't give up that one day he would find his true love.
It was unknown if he would live forever or not. He never felt like he was getting old.
How this power came to exist or come into his possession.
Growign up he always helped others. Went out of his way actually. Asked for nothing in return.
Many people might come to think of him as being Godlike. He didn't know his opinion on that matter, but he never tried to do His job or get in His way.
His first successful dream. Where he figured out his ability.
Accomplishment, feat
Luck or coincidence and maybe it was, but he had altered fate none the less.
A boy dreamed of having his very own dog to play with and take care of. There was a stray dog that was perfect. The dog was still practically a puppy and it desperately needed a home, love, and affection. The boy whose name was Jacob named the dog disaster. Bad things were always happening when the dog was around. The name fit.
One summer he witnessed a young lady staring intently at a beautiful necklace in a store front. He worked delivering newspapers and saved up every penny to buy her that necklace.
The Saint of Miracles was his nickname around town.
Around the holidays he lead food drives and put full course meals on the table for the poor. It was all they could ever dream for and more.
Sometimes he literally made dreams come true.
He was a master at natural medicine one of his many talents. HE spent his leisure time collecting herbs from the forest. Some people called them potions, he simply referred to them as common knowledge. A trade his father passed down to him. They would go searching for specific plants when he was a little boy. Home-made remedies that cured many of the town folk over the years. A lot of peopled dreamed of becoming healthy again or overcoming a sickness.
Eventually he learned that if he closed his eyes and concentrated really hard he could make things happens. This included events he witnessed on T.V. and he would later discover that what he wanted to happen or predicted to happen came true for those people.
It wasn't all pets, gifts, and health related dreams. He was responsible for countless engagements and marriages.
Alexander had ultimately effected hundreds of thousands of life's.
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
nothing to say
I don't have much to say right now. I'm in a bad mood. Really down. This sucks. Oh well hopefully I will pull through.
Started an Exercise/Lifestyle Journal/Record Book
I want to work out but not really that motivated
I'm just sick of being passed up by every girl I've ever liked in my life and I guess I got to start doing something different or change something about myself.
Do I have to be tanner? More muscles? Colored eyes? Perfect hair? Straighter teeth? Instead of my bashful crooked smile. Drive a fancy car? Live in a big house?
Do you realize how much hard work it is to have messy, shaggy hair where it looks like you don't do anything to it? It's a complicated, time confusing task to pretend lie you don't care.
I discovered this looking up how to grow hair like Zac Efron.
Does anyone know anything about layering hair? I have no clue. And I need a blow dryer damn are you crazy?
Indians suck. Braves suck.
"They painted them and made them shiny." A preschooler talking about going to the dentist.
So, my stomach hurts and I have some type of bruise. Didn't know why at first, then I was relieved to have figured out the culprit. It was from climbing over those fences collecting the lacrosse balls.
NFL draft is this Saturday and I admit I'm some what interested in even though I denied this previously. I like the fact that I didn't care about it and now it snuck (it's telling me snuck isn't a word what the hell?) up on me and that makes it more exciting now that it is almost here. I hope the Browns pull off a miracle and draft like 7 future hall-of-famers leading them to five Superbowls in ten years.
I can only dream.
Trying to drink 8 cups of water a day is hard even when you're really trying. It's a lot of water, but 8 beers goes down in an hour. 8 cups of water and your bloated and have to pee a lot.
Started an Exercise/Lifestyle Journal/Record Book
I want to work out but not really that motivated
I'm just sick of being passed up by every girl I've ever liked in my life and I guess I got to start doing something different or change something about myself.
Do I have to be tanner? More muscles? Colored eyes? Perfect hair? Straighter teeth? Instead of my bashful crooked smile. Drive a fancy car? Live in a big house?
Do you realize how much hard work it is to have messy, shaggy hair where it looks like you don't do anything to it? It's a complicated, time confusing task to pretend lie you don't care.
I discovered this looking up how to grow hair like Zac Efron.
Does anyone know anything about layering hair? I have no clue. And I need a blow dryer damn are you crazy?
Indians suck. Braves suck.
"They painted them and made them shiny." A preschooler talking about going to the dentist.
So, my stomach hurts and I have some type of bruise. Didn't know why at first, then I was relieved to have figured out the culprit. It was from climbing over those fences collecting the lacrosse balls.
NFL draft is this Saturday and I admit I'm some what interested in even though I denied this previously. I like the fact that I didn't care about it and now it snuck (it's telling me snuck isn't a word what the hell?) up on me and that makes it more exciting now that it is almost here. I hope the Browns pull off a miracle and draft like 7 future hall-of-famers leading them to five Superbowls in ten years.
I can only dream.
Trying to drink 8 cups of water a day is hard even when you're really trying. It's a lot of water, but 8 beers goes down in an hour. 8 cups of water and your bloated and have to pee a lot.
Monday, April 20, 2009
who knows
I hate Sundays for the simple reason that I'm so wound up from the excitement of the weekend that I can't sleep!
Huge win for the Cavs on Saturday. I think we will sweep Detroit. Unless we take it easy on them. More home games more money for Cleveland.
Ate at BW's twice this weekend. It's like the only place we go to. Good food. Cool waitresses, good environment, lots of tvs for sports fans, expensive beer though.
A bottle of woodchuck cider was five dollars. Give me a break. Need to find a cheaper place to drink around Jason's. The cheapest draft is like 4 dollars. Crowes nest you can get one for two. That's why I'm starting to like it more than BW's.
Won cornhole over the weekend. The score was 21-2 and 21-2 really dominated them. We lost one game 21-20 but I don't consider it a loss because we gave them points they really didn't' get to avoid an argument.
Played Lacrosse this weekend and I think I'm really improving at catching. I'm a natural born shooter and passer. I'm like a hockey player that can't skate.
I shot around with some 7th graders. They are better than me skill wise. Since, they have actually played for years and I never have.It's cool to see actually. I played goalie or whatever you want to call it for them. They lost a ball so I jumped like three fences to find it for them. Ended up finding like five so I gave the balls to them.
Jason gave me one of his Lacrosse sticks to borrow and practice my hand technique with. That sounds gay. Oh well. My left shoulder hurts I need a massage.
What do you do when th is person that's not cool at all, isn't smart at all, isn''t athletic or interesting, but has a big heart and he wants to be your friend even though you don't really know him. I mean to get to the point he is slow and doesn't have any friends. I feel bad for him and sorry for him. What should I do? He has impossible dreams unless he is taken on as a charity case.
I need to be more assertive when I haven't had anything to drink.
My lips are chapped.
My throat still feels funny, but I think I'm almost better. I need to stay on the medication though because I seriously think it will come back if I don't knock it out for good.
I wonder if I can shoot the rubber in the racquetball court at the Y. I don't want to ask, but I don't want to get in trouble either. I know it doesn't mess up the walls or anything like that.
I really need to work on my hand movements and crossing over to catch on the opposite side of my body. Not to mention my left hand which is non existent.
Another hobby. It sucks when friends are so spread out. It makes everything so much harder. There was this study that if you have a friend within a mile of you that your happiness level automatically jumps 25% and if you're good friends with your neighbor it jumps 34% or something. I need more friends that live closer to me. Like Michael in Roaming Shores hahaha.
No ones getting a fishing license with me yet. That sucks. How sad.
Until you figure out that I mean something to you.
Lessons in the life of a toddler. Don't hit another toddler who has a hard plastic toy in his hand, because they will hit you back harder and over the head. Not the smartest. Also don't hit someone bigger than you.
Totally my idea. Both of them actually.
It was dark and I was drunk. No idea what this means, just wanted to type it.
Huge win for the Cavs on Saturday. I think we will sweep Detroit. Unless we take it easy on them. More home games more money for Cleveland.
Ate at BW's twice this weekend. It's like the only place we go to. Good food. Cool waitresses, good environment, lots of tvs for sports fans, expensive beer though.
A bottle of woodchuck cider was five dollars. Give me a break. Need to find a cheaper place to drink around Jason's. The cheapest draft is like 4 dollars. Crowes nest you can get one for two. That's why I'm starting to like it more than BW's.
Won cornhole over the weekend. The score was 21-2 and 21-2 really dominated them. We lost one game 21-20 but I don't consider it a loss because we gave them points they really didn't' get to avoid an argument.
Played Lacrosse this weekend and I think I'm really improving at catching. I'm a natural born shooter and passer. I'm like a hockey player that can't skate.
I shot around with some 7th graders. They are better than me skill wise. Since, they have actually played for years and I never have.It's cool to see actually. I played goalie or whatever you want to call it for them. They lost a ball so I jumped like three fences to find it for them. Ended up finding like five so I gave the balls to them.
Jason gave me one of his Lacrosse sticks to borrow and practice my hand technique with. That sounds gay. Oh well. My left shoulder hurts I need a massage.
What do you do when th is person that's not cool at all, isn't smart at all, isn''t athletic or interesting, but has a big heart and he wants to be your friend even though you don't really know him. I mean to get to the point he is slow and doesn't have any friends. I feel bad for him and sorry for him. What should I do? He has impossible dreams unless he is taken on as a charity case.
I need to be more assertive when I haven't had anything to drink.
My lips are chapped.
My throat still feels funny, but I think I'm almost better. I need to stay on the medication though because I seriously think it will come back if I don't knock it out for good.
I wonder if I can shoot the rubber in the racquetball court at the Y. I don't want to ask, but I don't want to get in trouble either. I know it doesn't mess up the walls or anything like that.
I really need to work on my hand movements and crossing over to catch on the opposite side of my body. Not to mention my left hand which is non existent.
Another hobby. It sucks when friends are so spread out. It makes everything so much harder. There was this study that if you have a friend within a mile of you that your happiness level automatically jumps 25% and if you're good friends with your neighbor it jumps 34% or something. I need more friends that live closer to me. Like Michael in Roaming Shores hahaha.
No ones getting a fishing license with me yet. That sucks. How sad.
Until you figure out that I mean something to you.
Lessons in the life of a toddler. Don't hit another toddler who has a hard plastic toy in his hand, because they will hit you back harder and over the head. Not the smartest. Also don't hit someone bigger than you.
Totally my idea. Both of them actually.
It was dark and I was drunk. No idea what this means, just wanted to type it.
Saturday, April 18, 2009
For what it's worth
The list I wouldn't let you see. Unedited.
Let me count the ways:
1. Your deep brown eyes drive me crazy.
2. Your facial expressions...your smile
3. The way you pretend to hate me.
4. The way I feel when I see you
5. The fact I can't get you out of my head.
6. Your exquisite breasts (had to put this)
7. I wanted you since the moment I saw you and again the next time and every time after that
8. Your laugh
9.Your sweetness you hide from me, but know is there
10. The fact that I can talk to you forever about anything and everything and not get bored and not want it to end.
11. The connection I feel with you
12. Your presence
13. I like how we get along
14. You're beautiful, sexy, cute, adorable etc.
15. Smart, you have a degree and I know that takes dedication especially in this field
16. The way you are with Ayden
17. Your musical taste
18. The way you dress
19. I want to make love to you all night long and forever
20. Your love of house
21. Your fake growl and the way you whisper to me
22. Your h air short or long. I like it a lot right now.
23. The way you stare at me and I always catch you looking at me
24. I always want to know what you're thinking, what you're wondering
25. I want to share my life with you
26. I wish I could just pull you close by the waist and call you my girl
Let me count the ways:
1. Your deep brown eyes drive me crazy.
2. Your facial expressions...your smile
3. The way you pretend to hate me.
4. The way I feel when I see you
5. The fact I can't get you out of my head.
6. Your exquisite breasts (had to put this)
7. I wanted you since the moment I saw you and again the next time and every time after that
8. Your laugh
9.Your sweetness you hide from me, but know is there
10. The fact that I can talk to you forever about anything and everything and not get bored and not want it to end.
11. The connection I feel with you
12. Your presence
13. I like how we get along
14. You're beautiful, sexy, cute, adorable etc.
15. Smart, you have a degree and I know that takes dedication especially in this field
16. The way you are with Ayden
17. Your musical taste
18. The way you dress
19. I want to make love to you all night long and forever
20. Your love of house
21. Your fake growl and the way you whisper to me
22. Your h air short or long. I like it a lot right now.
23. The way you stare at me and I always catch you looking at me
24. I always want to know what you're thinking, what you're wondering
25. I want to share my life with you
26. I wish I could just pull you close by the waist and call you my girl
socks
So much is going on today and tonight. Cavs playoff game. Plus some big UFC fights.
I'm heading out. I'll be thinking of you.
I want to get a fishing license. Who wants to get one with me?
I'm only human.
I want a ship in a bottle.
Did I post about the teacher that was talking to the toddler she was like "You need to use words." and the toddler was like "Words?" If I did it's so funny to me it's worth mentioning again.
Take every shot like you mean it. Golf is all about habit, discipline, and doing the same thing over and over the exact same way.
Should I get a brand new Cobalt?
I don't now how that wouldn't be a perfect afternoon.
Car shopping, pretending we're a family. Where I'm like "What do you think about this one hunny?"
You think we can afford it? We'll make it work. The color matches the color
of my favorite shirt to see you in.
Practiced my golf swing today. Almost called my friend to go to the driving range.
Wanted my sister to go, but I knew she wouldn't want to since she has a date this afternoon.
Waved to Mike as he drove by. But I don't think he noticed me.
Waved to my Cousin Brandon.
Lost a golf ball.
Smashed in half of my plastic golf balls on the first ever swing at them. Lame.
She don't want the world, but I see the world in her eyes.
Too bad.
I hate this phrase: "I didn't say when."
I was listening to this 3 doors down song I really like and I was like I wish the opening 2 lines were different and fit me better and then I went to look up the lyrics and the song started playing on the page and the first two lines were DIFFERENT!!!! Because apparently they edited it for the American Pie 2 movie and they totally fit me and it was crazy!!!! Be careful what you wish for because you might just get it!!!
In case you wondered the original version goes:
He spends his nights in California
Watching the stars on the big screen
And then he lies awake and he wonders
Why can't that be me
'Cause in his life he's filled with all these good intentions
He's left a lot of things he'd rather not mention right now
Just before he says good-night
He looks up with a little smile at me and he says
(Chorus)
If I could be like that
I would give anything
Just to live one day in those shoes
If I could be like that
What would I do
What would I do
Yeah
The edited version is the same except the first two lines
He spends his whole life being too young
to live the life that's in his dreams
at night he lies awake and he wonders
why can't that be me?
I'm heading out. I'll be thinking of you.
I want to get a fishing license. Who wants to get one with me?
I'm only human.
I want a ship in a bottle.
Did I post about the teacher that was talking to the toddler she was like "You need to use words." and the toddler was like "Words?" If I did it's so funny to me it's worth mentioning again.
Take every shot like you mean it. Golf is all about habit, discipline, and doing the same thing over and over the exact same way.
Should I get a brand new Cobalt?
I don't now how that wouldn't be a perfect afternoon.
Car shopping, pretending we're a family. Where I'm like "What do you think about this one hunny?"
You think we can afford it? We'll make it work. The color matches the color
of my favorite shirt to see you in.
Practiced my golf swing today. Almost called my friend to go to the driving range.
Wanted my sister to go, but I knew she wouldn't want to since she has a date this afternoon.
Waved to Mike as he drove by. But I don't think he noticed me.
Waved to my Cousin Brandon.
Lost a golf ball.
Smashed in half of my plastic golf balls on the first ever swing at them. Lame.
She don't want the world, but I see the world in her eyes.
Too bad.
I hate this phrase: "I didn't say when."
I was listening to this 3 doors down song I really like and I was like I wish the opening 2 lines were different and fit me better and then I went to look up the lyrics and the song started playing on the page and the first two lines were DIFFERENT!!!! Because apparently they edited it for the American Pie 2 movie and they totally fit me and it was crazy!!!! Be careful what you wish for because you might just get it!!!
In case you wondered the original version goes:
He spends his nights in California
Watching the stars on the big screen
And then he lies awake and he wonders
Why can't that be me
'Cause in his life he's filled with all these good intentions
He's left a lot of things he'd rather not mention right now
Just before he says good-night
He looks up with a little smile at me and he says
(Chorus)
If I could be like that
I would give anything
Just to live one day in those shoes
If I could be like that
What would I do
What would I do
Yeah
The edited version is the same except the first two lines
He spends his whole life being too young
to live the life that's in his dreams
at night he lies awake and he wonders
why can't that be me?
Friday, April 17, 2009
Can you believe it's Friday?
I walk in this morning and I'm like: "What is this? A war zone?"
I need this weekend. I need it to be nice. Sunday down to 40? Tuesday it might snow again?
The world would be a much better place if everyone was allowed to wear Crocs to work. I'm not allowed to, but wish I was. Would be awesome to wear jeans or even shorts everyday too. Don't get me wrong sometimes I like dressing up though. I should be a Croc spokesperson. I want Ohio State ones. I want one of every color. I want insulated ones. And those like beach moccasin ones.
You're never within ratio when you have that one child.
Is growing up with Gerber a good program? I need to look into it.
I have a delayed reaction when it comes to colds. I get them way after I think I'm in the clear.
"I've given up, stop. I've given up, stop.
I've given up, stop. on waiting any longer
I've given up, on this love getting stronger"
I got the belt a lot growing up. I wanted my name carved on that wooden paddle so bad. Oh the stories behind that paddle, I wish I could hear them. Everyone 5 years or older than me is on that paddle including uncles that would be 70 years old or something. There are like 40 people on that paddle and I always wanted to be beaten with it so I would get my name perfectly carved into it. I tried carving my name on it but it looked really bad and not the same as the others. That would be an amazing book though. Each chapter a little snippet of why they got in trouble and what they did to get the paddle. There could be sections dedicated to different topics like lying, fighting, stealing and other crazy stuff like burning things, or smoking cigs or worse weed. What did children do to get in trouble in the 1960's? Not do their chores? Say no to their parents? I have to ask the oldest person in my family about the stories behind the paddle. That could be the name for the book.
The Stories Behind the Families Wooden Paddle
na that is too long just Stories Behind the Paddle
I need to do interviews and write that damn book it would be a best seller. I don't think I have enough knowledge on the subject it has to be someone who grew up while the paddle was still in use that needs to write the book. I need to get them to do it. I can be the inspiration or driving force behind it but they are the ones with all the first hand experiences. I'm gonna go get that paddle and hit someone with it. There's another story. It wasn't me officer. I swear.
Someone sarcastically let me in on an awesome date idea. Take a girl to a shooting range. An indoor one. If you are actually good and can impress them with your aim you will score for sure. I think that would be exciting, get the adrenaline pumping. Secretly all girls would love the feel of squeezing that trigger. And the sound of the gun and the moment of impact on the target. It's exhilarating. I mean it has to be. Putting those earmuffs on. Wonder if Nikki would want to do that. I doubt it. She doesn't want to do anything with me. I need to practice. Get a glock or a 9mm.
I always wanted to do those clay pigeon things too. I would suck so bad. Get out my 4x10.
Are you wearing ear plugs when I talk to you? Or are you just playing dumb? Or worse yet you just don't give a damn?
I know for a fact my parents would put my name on everything. Bottles, sippy cups, clothes, blankets, extra clothes. So why don't these parents? It would make everything easier. Things wouldn't get mixed up. Lost, or stolen.
I know I will write my kids names on things. Label everything. Every tag. Like a psycho but at least people would know whose it is. Eliminate all confusion and debate.
Back at square one are we?
I really hope my face clears up and my throat is completely better after another nights rest. Even though I'll probably set myself back by drinking like a mad man tonight. Cancel that I guess my friend has to get up early tomorrow. Unless someone else wants to drink or do something with me???????? My friend wants me to work at the laundromat for a few hours tomorrow. It's not really worth it though. 24 dollars for 4 hours plus I have to drive 30 minutes each way. It's a waste of a beautiful Saturday. I def want to do something else in 70 degree weather. Like hang out with you.
My make believe friends and I should start a New Food Friday Club. Where we go around trying different foods every Friday.
Why is it so damn hard to ignore you?
Got my favorite jeans on. I'm going to make today a good day regardless. Make the most of it.
Was soaking up the sun like it was my job on my break. I wish that really was my job. That would be freaking sweet and awesome. Wouldn't you concur?
Got some cash flow. Going to make some movies.
Giving up on you. Never had a chance now did I? Stupid Byron. Oh stupid, stupid Byron.
I really love non stick pans. Just makes it so much better and you feel so much better. It leaves a positive, reassuring feeling watching it was away so easily. Rather than being aggravated that it's stuck and having to scrape the bottom.
Why are all the people who die on the show Cold Case people you don't want to die and make a connection with without even knowing them? Especially a baseball player you know I got a soft spot for that sport Lord. Plus he's a struggling defector you know I'm all for that. Come on over Cuban's. Bring some cigars and women in bikini's.
I need this weekend. I need it to be nice. Sunday down to 40? Tuesday it might snow again?
The world would be a much better place if everyone was allowed to wear Crocs to work. I'm not allowed to, but wish I was. Would be awesome to wear jeans or even shorts everyday too. Don't get me wrong sometimes I like dressing up though. I should be a Croc spokesperson. I want Ohio State ones. I want one of every color. I want insulated ones. And those like beach moccasin ones.
You're never within ratio when you have that one child.
Is growing up with Gerber a good program? I need to look into it.
I have a delayed reaction when it comes to colds. I get them way after I think I'm in the clear.
"I've given up, stop. I've given up, stop.
I've given up, stop. on waiting any longer
I've given up, on this love getting stronger"
I got the belt a lot growing up. I wanted my name carved on that wooden paddle so bad. Oh the stories behind that paddle, I wish I could hear them. Everyone 5 years or older than me is on that paddle including uncles that would be 70 years old or something. There are like 40 people on that paddle and I always wanted to be beaten with it so I would get my name perfectly carved into it. I tried carving my name on it but it looked really bad and not the same as the others. That would be an amazing book though. Each chapter a little snippet of why they got in trouble and what they did to get the paddle. There could be sections dedicated to different topics like lying, fighting, stealing and other crazy stuff like burning things, or smoking cigs or worse weed. What did children do to get in trouble in the 1960's? Not do their chores? Say no to their parents? I have to ask the oldest person in my family about the stories behind the paddle. That could be the name for the book.
The Stories Behind the Families Wooden Paddle
na that is too long just Stories Behind the Paddle
I need to do interviews and write that damn book it would be a best seller. I don't think I have enough knowledge on the subject it has to be someone who grew up while the paddle was still in use that needs to write the book. I need to get them to do it. I can be the inspiration or driving force behind it but they are the ones with all the first hand experiences. I'm gonna go get that paddle and hit someone with it. There's another story. It wasn't me officer. I swear.
Someone sarcastically let me in on an awesome date idea. Take a girl to a shooting range. An indoor one. If you are actually good and can impress them with your aim you will score for sure. I think that would be exciting, get the adrenaline pumping. Secretly all girls would love the feel of squeezing that trigger. And the sound of the gun and the moment of impact on the target. It's exhilarating. I mean it has to be. Putting those earmuffs on. Wonder if Nikki would want to do that. I doubt it. She doesn't want to do anything with me. I need to practice. Get a glock or a 9mm.
I always wanted to do those clay pigeon things too. I would suck so bad. Get out my 4x10.
Are you wearing ear plugs when I talk to you? Or are you just playing dumb? Or worse yet you just don't give a damn?
I know for a fact my parents would put my name on everything. Bottles, sippy cups, clothes, blankets, extra clothes. So why don't these parents? It would make everything easier. Things wouldn't get mixed up. Lost, or stolen.
I know I will write my kids names on things. Label everything. Every tag. Like a psycho but at least people would know whose it is. Eliminate all confusion and debate.
Back at square one are we?
I really hope my face clears up and my throat is completely better after another nights rest. Even though I'll probably set myself back by drinking like a mad man tonight. Cancel that I guess my friend has to get up early tomorrow. Unless someone else wants to drink or do something with me???????? My friend wants me to work at the laundromat for a few hours tomorrow. It's not really worth it though. 24 dollars for 4 hours plus I have to drive 30 minutes each way. It's a waste of a beautiful Saturday. I def want to do something else in 70 degree weather. Like hang out with you.
My make believe friends and I should start a New Food Friday Club. Where we go around trying different foods every Friday.
Why is it so damn hard to ignore you?
Got my favorite jeans on. I'm going to make today a good day regardless. Make the most of it.
Was soaking up the sun like it was my job on my break. I wish that really was my job. That would be freaking sweet and awesome. Wouldn't you concur?
Got some cash flow. Going to make some movies.
Giving up on you. Never had a chance now did I? Stupid Byron. Oh stupid, stupid Byron.
I really love non stick pans. Just makes it so much better and you feel so much better. It leaves a positive, reassuring feeling watching it was away so easily. Rather than being aggravated that it's stuck and having to scrape the bottom.
Why are all the people who die on the show Cold Case people you don't want to die and make a connection with without even knowing them? Especially a baseball player you know I got a soft spot for that sport Lord. Plus he's a struggling defector you know I'm all for that. Come on over Cuban's. Bring some cigars and women in bikini's.
Thursday, April 16, 2009
what fucking gives
Anniversary of the song We Are The World-1985 (okay my radio lied to me I thought it came out today, but it was actually recorded jan 28th and released march 7 1985)
I should not shave until the Cavs and Penguins are out of the playoffs. That might be the middle of June. Man would I be a grizzly bear.
Admit it you just wanted to be near me..next to me...close to me.
I must have had an allergic reaction to something, but I can't think of what it could be. This has never happened to me. I didn't eat anything weird. I didn't use any new soap or cream. I did wet my face with a brown paper towel and those things just smell yucky and look yucky. I'm actually worried about my health or condition.
The inside of my new shoes are already ruined. Well I got them at Christmas. So I've worn them for almost 4 months, but I don't think the insides should be all torn up already.
I wish I could wear crocs to work.
I wonder how many parents think I'm retarded?
That's how rumors start.
The cavs second and third team almost won last night. I was really pulling for them. Oh well. Here we go Cavs. Bring Cleveland a championship.
I really need paid tomorrow. I'm broke. When I say I'm broke I mean I have no cash and I hate taking money out of my savings or using my atm card. I have money. believe that.
I need to try looking for a car again this weekend.
I think I swallowed a fly. I hate when that happens. Oh don't tell me it's never happened to you. Did you know the average chocolate bar has 8 insect legs in it? I heard that today, don't know if it's true or not, but hahaha to you if it really is true.
I talked to Lisa for like 15 minutes today it was rather fun. I said more words to her in those 15 minutes than I have the entire time she has worked here. Easily.
My throat still hurts. I want it to go away.
I think I'm gonna pray tonight that I don't lose my health.
"How do I get you alone?"
Why don't my pick up lines work? They are sincere, clever, and funny at the same time.
"He doesn't want set down"
Me-"I wouldn't want to leave your loving arms either."
Okay so the second one was maybe a little over the top.
I haven't posted the rejection list but it's probably at about 200 tally marks now.
"Look into my eyes - you will see
What you mean to me
Search your heart - search your soul
And when you find me there you'll search no more
Don't tell me it's not worth tryin' for
You can't tell me it's not worth dyin' for
You know it's true
Everything I do - I do it for you
Look into your heart - you will find
There's nothin' there to hide
Take me as I am - take my life
I would give it all - I would sacrifice "
I should not shave until the Cavs and Penguins are out of the playoffs. That might be the middle of June. Man would I be a grizzly bear.
Admit it you just wanted to be near me..next to me...close to me.
I must have had an allergic reaction to something, but I can't think of what it could be. This has never happened to me. I didn't eat anything weird. I didn't use any new soap or cream. I did wet my face with a brown paper towel and those things just smell yucky and look yucky. I'm actually worried about my health or condition.
The inside of my new shoes are already ruined. Well I got them at Christmas. So I've worn them for almost 4 months, but I don't think the insides should be all torn up already.
I wish I could wear crocs to work.
I wonder how many parents think I'm retarded?
That's how rumors start.
The cavs second and third team almost won last night. I was really pulling for them. Oh well. Here we go Cavs. Bring Cleveland a championship.
I really need paid tomorrow. I'm broke. When I say I'm broke I mean I have no cash and I hate taking money out of my savings or using my atm card. I have money. believe that.
I need to try looking for a car again this weekend.
I think I swallowed a fly. I hate when that happens. Oh don't tell me it's never happened to you. Did you know the average chocolate bar has 8 insect legs in it? I heard that today, don't know if it's true or not, but hahaha to you if it really is true.
I talked to Lisa for like 15 minutes today it was rather fun. I said more words to her in those 15 minutes than I have the entire time she has worked here. Easily.
My throat still hurts. I want it to go away.
I think I'm gonna pray tonight that I don't lose my health.
"How do I get you alone?"
Why don't my pick up lines work? They are sincere, clever, and funny at the same time.
"He doesn't want set down"
Me-"I wouldn't want to leave your loving arms either."
Okay so the second one was maybe a little over the top.
I haven't posted the rejection list but it's probably at about 200 tally marks now.
"Look into my eyes - you will see
What you mean to me
Search your heart - search your soul
And when you find me there you'll search no more
Don't tell me it's not worth tryin' for
You can't tell me it's not worth dyin' for
You know it's true
Everything I do - I do it for you
Look into your heart - you will find
There's nothin' there to hide
Take me as I am - take my life
I would give it all - I would sacrifice "
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
all for now
Not much to talk about.
I did the right thing and took the day off. I didn't want to get anyone sick.
Went to the doctor and he filled me out a prescription. I hope I start feeling better.
My computer works again. Yeah!!!!
Thanks to my sister for all the time she spent fixing it. Thank you.
Penguins have a playoff game tonight. Go Pens.
I bought a pair of crocs. They are so comfy. Two pairs actually a blue and gray pair. I think one I will wear around inside like slippers and the other pair I will wear outside.
Bought some seeds as well for my garden. So far, garlic chives, cilantro, cucumber, squash, zucchini, and sweet banana pepper. I want some bell peppers too though.
Debating whether I should go to my friends and watch the Cavs game tonight they will be without 4 players plus two more that are already injured. I hope they win because I want to tie that home win record so bad. But I think Mike Brown is doing the right thing for once.
Lebron should be MVP no doubt. Mike Brown coach of the year.
I should just stay home and rest. My throat is still killing me. My face is extremely red, and I'm breaking out with little white dots all over the place and I'm burning up.
I really want that corn hole set you made for me it will come in handy now that summer is fast approaching.
I did the right thing and took the day off. I didn't want to get anyone sick.
Went to the doctor and he filled me out a prescription. I hope I start feeling better.
My computer works again. Yeah!!!!
Thanks to my sister for all the time she spent fixing it. Thank you.
Penguins have a playoff game tonight. Go Pens.
I bought a pair of crocs. They are so comfy. Two pairs actually a blue and gray pair. I think one I will wear around inside like slippers and the other pair I will wear outside.
Bought some seeds as well for my garden. So far, garlic chives, cilantro, cucumber, squash, zucchini, and sweet banana pepper. I want some bell peppers too though.
Debating whether I should go to my friends and watch the Cavs game tonight they will be without 4 players plus two more that are already injured. I hope they win because I want to tie that home win record so bad. But I think Mike Brown is doing the right thing for once.
Lebron should be MVP no doubt. Mike Brown coach of the year.
I should just stay home and rest. My throat is still killing me. My face is extremely red, and I'm breaking out with little white dots all over the place and I'm burning up.
I really want that corn hole set you made for me it will come in handy now that summer is fast approaching.
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
sick
No idea whats going on with my computer. Now I can't even change the display settings needed to install the internet.
Someone help me.
Please stupid computers.
I'm just not going to tell anyone how sick I am. Then I won't feel bad about being here.
My throat really hurts. I should call off. I should go to the clinic on state road. I need the number for it.
Some people are dumb. I've barely gotten sick over the last few years and I've worked with kids during all of them. My immune system has to be pretty good considering all the germs they carry around. My immune system isn't low because of drinking which is what someone always blames it on.
I need a fast day with access to a lot of pain relievers.
I'm trying to numb the hell out of my throat. Nuke all the feelings.
Cavs have home court advantage for as far ad they advance in the playoffs. Best overall record in the NBA this season. It's an amazing awesome season.
If a girl takes forever to communicate back with me, should I just stop talking to her? I must not be all that important to them. You're never too busy to shoot someone you care about a message back.
Instead of the kids saying my toy or my mommy and fighting with each other they grabe me and say "my Mr. Wessell" and "no, my Mr. Wessell." I think it's hilarious. Sometimes they just say "my Wessell."
Someone help me.
Please stupid computers.
I'm just not going to tell anyone how sick I am. Then I won't feel bad about being here.
My throat really hurts. I should call off. I should go to the clinic on state road. I need the number for it.
Some people are dumb. I've barely gotten sick over the last few years and I've worked with kids during all of them. My immune system has to be pretty good considering all the germs they carry around. My immune system isn't low because of drinking which is what someone always blames it on.
I need a fast day with access to a lot of pain relievers.
I'm trying to numb the hell out of my throat. Nuke all the feelings.
Cavs have home court advantage for as far ad they advance in the playoffs. Best overall record in the NBA this season. It's an amazing awesome season.
If a girl takes forever to communicate back with me, should I just stop talking to her? I must not be all that important to them. You're never too busy to shoot someone you care about a message back.
Instead of the kids saying my toy or my mommy and fighting with each other they grabe me and say "my Mr. Wessell" and "no, my Mr. Wessell." I think it's hilarious. Sometimes they just say "my Wessell."
Monday, April 13, 2009
don't know
I woke up at 4am this morning and I swear it was 4am for four hours. Either that or I was high...on intellectualism.
I think I'm getting Strep throat from work go figure.
I'm craving Cadbury eggs in my head.
Did you witness that Cavs game? My God.
Masters was a little suspenseful.
Kicked ass in partinini over the weekend.
Won bowling out of 5 people on Friday. 3/5ths of us were wasted.
I noticed someone got a haircut but didn't say anything because I was afraid I would say the truth and say I didn't like it. If you don't have anything nice to say don't say anything at all.
Easter sucks. You shouldn't have to go back to work after a major holiday.
What's the point? It makes it hard to visit family more than three hours away.
Easter was alright. I honestly don't like the food my family prepares. I must have different genetic taste buds. The salad was good though. Excellent actually. As for the reset. No comment.
I threw some pitches to my cousin and my nephew. One hit them, one didn't. They're the same age.
I'm trying to save most of my important files so I can wipe out my computer. I just need the Windows xp Start up disk.
Got bit by a cat on Friday.
Played drinking card games for the first time in a long time. I loved it.
Successfully cleared jumping the seating bench thing at Jefferson Lanes, however the landing was a failure. I really like jumping things for some reason. It was embarrassing but worth the attempt. Chalk it up to another drunken moment in the life of Byron. AKA reasons no girl will date me.
Played 66 with the family. Shot the moon twice. I wish more people would learn to play. It's honestly not that hard.
I hid Easter Eggs for the three youngest in my family. It was exciting. I don't like how they each had a certain color to find though. Where they all ended up with 19 eggs. I would much rather they get like 40,15, and 2 a piece. They need to learn life isn't fair at an early age and that things aren't always easy.
They each got 11 dollars in their eggs I was lucky to collect 2. Part of my state refund went to their McDonald's and toy money aka things they really need.
My eggs were filled with rocks and rabbit droppings growing up and I was happy. They might as well have been because I hate jelly beans with a passion. Which of course is what they were really filled with.
Apparently my nephew wasn't happy with his Easter presents. He got a baseball bat bag that carries all of his equipment, a kite, a jump rope, candy, and some books. What a spoiled brat. I got a basket of candy filled with mostly that green plastic straw stuff and a pair of batting gloves every year. I was satisfied. Plus he's a divorcee child so you know damn well he gets two of everything. If I ever have a kid and we break up that kid is going to hate me because I'm not competing or having a money battle for his love and affection. Another statement where mothers across the world will claim this means I don't love my child. Yeah right.
"Teachers" swearing around children at work is really getting on my nerves.
Amon Ones has to be the greatest insult nickname of all time. No D, no J, for Damon Jones.
I'm cynical, and highly sensitive. Just throwing that out there.
She got my name wrong, but hey at least she tried.
Don't worry it's okay for you to walk out of the room when I have 15 kids. It's not like I'm out of ratio or anything.
She looks sweet, but believe me she isn't.
I hope Ayden feels better.
Still waiting for an apology.
A girl slapped me in the face with a bag this morning. I must have deserved it, but I don't know what I did wrong. Okay she was two and it was on accident.
Instead of talking and wasting time why don't you take advantage of being able to leave the room and get what you want. Jesus Christ.
It sucks to have a kid and have to call off work you lose your pay and you have to usually pay a doctor.
It really bothers me what certain girls at work get away with wearing.
I seen two funny things involving cars today. At least to me. Handcuffs in the mirror, oh what I would do with a pair of those to a certain girl. Also a license plate that said The Donn.
I just want to be unbiased and objective.
I think I'm getting Strep throat from work go figure.
I'm craving Cadbury eggs in my head.
Did you witness that Cavs game? My God.
Masters was a little suspenseful.
Kicked ass in partinini over the weekend.
Won bowling out of 5 people on Friday. 3/5ths of us were wasted.
I noticed someone got a haircut but didn't say anything because I was afraid I would say the truth and say I didn't like it. If you don't have anything nice to say don't say anything at all.
Easter sucks. You shouldn't have to go back to work after a major holiday.
What's the point? It makes it hard to visit family more than three hours away.
Easter was alright. I honestly don't like the food my family prepares. I must have different genetic taste buds. The salad was good though. Excellent actually. As for the reset. No comment.
I threw some pitches to my cousin and my nephew. One hit them, one didn't. They're the same age.
I'm trying to save most of my important files so I can wipe out my computer. I just need the Windows xp Start up disk.
Got bit by a cat on Friday.
Played drinking card games for the first time in a long time. I loved it.
Successfully cleared jumping the seating bench thing at Jefferson Lanes, however the landing was a failure. I really like jumping things for some reason. It was embarrassing but worth the attempt. Chalk it up to another drunken moment in the life of Byron. AKA reasons no girl will date me.
Played 66 with the family. Shot the moon twice. I wish more people would learn to play. It's honestly not that hard.
I hid Easter Eggs for the three youngest in my family. It was exciting. I don't like how they each had a certain color to find though. Where they all ended up with 19 eggs. I would much rather they get like 40,15, and 2 a piece. They need to learn life isn't fair at an early age and that things aren't always easy.
They each got 11 dollars in their eggs I was lucky to collect 2. Part of my state refund went to their McDonald's and toy money aka things they really need.
My eggs were filled with rocks and rabbit droppings growing up and I was happy. They might as well have been because I hate jelly beans with a passion. Which of course is what they were really filled with.
Apparently my nephew wasn't happy with his Easter presents. He got a baseball bat bag that carries all of his equipment, a kite, a jump rope, candy, and some books. What a spoiled brat. I got a basket of candy filled with mostly that green plastic straw stuff and a pair of batting gloves every year. I was satisfied. Plus he's a divorcee child so you know damn well he gets two of everything. If I ever have a kid and we break up that kid is going to hate me because I'm not competing or having a money battle for his love and affection. Another statement where mothers across the world will claim this means I don't love my child. Yeah right.
"Teachers" swearing around children at work is really getting on my nerves.
Amon Ones has to be the greatest insult nickname of all time. No D, no J, for Damon Jones.
I'm cynical, and highly sensitive. Just throwing that out there.
She got my name wrong, but hey at least she tried.
Don't worry it's okay for you to walk out of the room when I have 15 kids. It's not like I'm out of ratio or anything.
She looks sweet, but believe me she isn't.
I hope Ayden feels better.
Still waiting for an apology.
A girl slapped me in the face with a bag this morning. I must have deserved it, but I don't know what I did wrong. Okay she was two and it was on accident.
Instead of talking and wasting time why don't you take advantage of being able to leave the room and get what you want. Jesus Christ.
It sucks to have a kid and have to call off work you lose your pay and you have to usually pay a doctor.
It really bothers me what certain girls at work get away with wearing.
I seen two funny things involving cars today. At least to me. Handcuffs in the mirror, oh what I would do with a pair of those to a certain girl. Also a license plate that said The Donn.
I just want to be unbiased and objective.
Friday, April 10, 2009
pajamas
My computer still doesn't work I'm pissed.
I have to give her some credit she has had sort of a success story. Poverty to a teacher. Really, really poor upbringing at least from the stories she has told me.
Cavs are playing tonight important game because if we win we will be Eastern Conference Champs for the rest time ever meaning best record also we need to stay ahead of the Lakers.
You can't tell your own story around her. She always interrupts you and goes off on her own thing in the middle of your story. It's really annoying.
I think I slept better knowing I can't get on the internet. Fell asleep around 11:30.
Had a nice dinner at Ferrantes on Thursday. I got a chicken pizza with tomatoes, some green stuff and pine nuts. It was good. My dad got spaghetti and meatballs. I forgot what my mom got something with noodles that tasted lemony. My sister got eggplant something. I need to take a date there and get are meals paired with wines. The appetizers, meal, and dessert a couple is 43 dollars which isn't bad considering you get a full course meal and three glasses of wine a piece. Now I just need someone to go with me. I wonder if I take someone who can't drink if I can drink all of the wine. That would be sweet. It would defeat the purpose but still would be sweet. The purpose being getting the date intoxicated. Joking. For real. I am.
You really need to get more sleep at night. I'm concerned and worried.
Time to start my garden this weekend. I hope. Lots of peppers.
I love salads. Especially with chicken.
I had a really freaky dream last night. Man was it crazy. My friends gf cheated on him. Two guys I didn't now were in the dream along with my friend, his gf, and my sister. I spent 90 dollars on a meal while we were all at dinner and my friend spent 130. The entire time I couldn't figure out which guy she slept with it seemed like both of them. Like they were some type of tag teaming couple. They were both flirting with her and it was making me sick. Then my friend disappeared and I felt bad for him. We followed him and got lost but eventually found him in a parking lot which was just a big open field filled to capacity at a weird dance club. He was outside talking to another friend of mine next to his truck. It was really weird.
Kmart girl apparently doesn't like me. She hasn't respond to my message. I'm such a loser.
Life on Mars had a horrible, horrible ending. What can you do though when the show gets canceled? I was really disappointed. Would have much rather preferred a simple ending. Where he is just transported back to his time period no explanations needed. Maybe I regret a show officially having a conclusion if they are this bad.
Bowling? Cavs? Mission to talk to a girl tonight. An attractive and interesting one.
Want to do something different tonight. Out of the ordinary. Special. Make a bet.
I love nuts too.. That sounds bad but I don't care. I'm more of a pistachio and sunflower seed guy though. This one preschoolers mom made me this really good almond creation they were so damn good. Walnuts are good too. Mixed nuts are good.
Peanuts for some odd reason never sound appealing to me but then when I eat one I can't stop. They are addicting. I know I like them, but I always have to eat them again to realize it.
Why are you mad at me? I don't get it. I was kind of happy this morning until I found out you were mad at me. She's in a mood. Like that is a good enough reason to be mean to me. You should never be mean to those you care about or anyone for that matter. I mean y computer has a virus on it and I can't get online and still I'm not being a grouch to anyone. Okay so I won't try talking to you then. Unless of course you apologize.
I feel like spoiling myself today. I'm going to buy a lunch. Thinking chinese. Hmm can't think of anything else to get. Or appropriate to get while eating alone. Don't want fast food.
Does anyone watch movies by themselves? I mean in a theatre? Well thats how awkward I would feel eating lunch by myself.
It's 8:30am and I'm already starving at work.
Don't want to hear about anyone's fights. Fuck people.
My emotions don't matter. I need to find someone where they do. Sick of giving, giving, giving. I don't ask for anything in return, but it would be nice to be surprised and rewarded once in awhile.
Men are useless? As if. Girls don't know a great guy if they were to slap them in the face and tell them to wake the fuck up. I'm totally being sarcastic about the slap in the face if you couldn't tell. They just don't realize a damn thing and certain ones just complaining instead of taking action on it.
If you think men are useless. You're talking to the wrong men. And I'm just wasting my time. Have been for a quarter of a century.
Not looking forward to this.
I think her and Jon would make a perfect couple.
I still like you sometimes and it hurts but it's strictly as a friend. It's too bad we can't be though. Those were fun times.
Today went great. I'm really surprised. All of them listened to me except one. He's a handful everyday though.
I was glad I got a later break today. I wish it was like that everyday.
I gave up trying to be a teacher. I just lost the drive, passion, and love for it. Right now I'm just going through the motions. I still love working with children, I just don't like everything else that goes with being a teacher. I would love the pay, vacation, and holidays though. Would never complain about that if I was a real teacher that is. Right now I'm just a babysitter who gets less pay and has way more children to take care of than an actual babysitter.
You really need to say sorry. Just say it. It's easy if you try. Say it like you mean it too. I'm Sorry Byron. Three words or four depending on if you count a contraction as one word or two.
It's sad that it's honestly the best thing that has ever happened to her and one of the worst things for society. I want to see who the hell the dad is.
It is a little boring when they are all asleep. Never had this happen before.
I gave her a chance. She didn't take it. It's not worth it.
I have to give her some credit she has had sort of a success story. Poverty to a teacher. Really, really poor upbringing at least from the stories she has told me.
Cavs are playing tonight important game because if we win we will be Eastern Conference Champs for the rest time ever meaning best record also we need to stay ahead of the Lakers.
You can't tell your own story around her. She always interrupts you and goes off on her own thing in the middle of your story. It's really annoying.
I think I slept better knowing I can't get on the internet. Fell asleep around 11:30.
Had a nice dinner at Ferrantes on Thursday. I got a chicken pizza with tomatoes, some green stuff and pine nuts. It was good. My dad got spaghetti and meatballs. I forgot what my mom got something with noodles that tasted lemony. My sister got eggplant something. I need to take a date there and get are meals paired with wines. The appetizers, meal, and dessert a couple is 43 dollars which isn't bad considering you get a full course meal and three glasses of wine a piece. Now I just need someone to go with me. I wonder if I take someone who can't drink if I can drink all of the wine. That would be sweet. It would defeat the purpose but still would be sweet. The purpose being getting the date intoxicated. Joking. For real. I am.
You really need to get more sleep at night. I'm concerned and worried.
Time to start my garden this weekend. I hope. Lots of peppers.
I love salads. Especially with chicken.
I had a really freaky dream last night. Man was it crazy. My friends gf cheated on him. Two guys I didn't now were in the dream along with my friend, his gf, and my sister. I spent 90 dollars on a meal while we were all at dinner and my friend spent 130. The entire time I couldn't figure out which guy she slept with it seemed like both of them. Like they were some type of tag teaming couple. They were both flirting with her and it was making me sick. Then my friend disappeared and I felt bad for him. We followed him and got lost but eventually found him in a parking lot which was just a big open field filled to capacity at a weird dance club. He was outside talking to another friend of mine next to his truck. It was really weird.
Kmart girl apparently doesn't like me. She hasn't respond to my message. I'm such a loser.
Life on Mars had a horrible, horrible ending. What can you do though when the show gets canceled? I was really disappointed. Would have much rather preferred a simple ending. Where he is just transported back to his time period no explanations needed. Maybe I regret a show officially having a conclusion if they are this bad.
Bowling? Cavs? Mission to talk to a girl tonight. An attractive and interesting one.
Want to do something different tonight. Out of the ordinary. Special. Make a bet.
I love nuts too.. That sounds bad but I don't care. I'm more of a pistachio and sunflower seed guy though. This one preschoolers mom made me this really good almond creation they were so damn good. Walnuts are good too. Mixed nuts are good.
Peanuts for some odd reason never sound appealing to me but then when I eat one I can't stop. They are addicting. I know I like them, but I always have to eat them again to realize it.
Why are you mad at me? I don't get it. I was kind of happy this morning until I found out you were mad at me. She's in a mood. Like that is a good enough reason to be mean to me. You should never be mean to those you care about or anyone for that matter. I mean y computer has a virus on it and I can't get online and still I'm not being a grouch to anyone. Okay so I won't try talking to you then. Unless of course you apologize.
I feel like spoiling myself today. I'm going to buy a lunch. Thinking chinese. Hmm can't think of anything else to get. Or appropriate to get while eating alone. Don't want fast food.
Does anyone watch movies by themselves? I mean in a theatre? Well thats how awkward I would feel eating lunch by myself.
It's 8:30am and I'm already starving at work.
Don't want to hear about anyone's fights. Fuck people.
My emotions don't matter. I need to find someone where they do. Sick of giving, giving, giving. I don't ask for anything in return, but it would be nice to be surprised and rewarded once in awhile.
Men are useless? As if. Girls don't know a great guy if they were to slap them in the face and tell them to wake the fuck up. I'm totally being sarcastic about the slap in the face if you couldn't tell. They just don't realize a damn thing and certain ones just complaining instead of taking action on it.
If you think men are useless. You're talking to the wrong men. And I'm just wasting my time. Have been for a quarter of a century.
Not looking forward to this.
I think her and Jon would make a perfect couple.
I still like you sometimes and it hurts but it's strictly as a friend. It's too bad we can't be though. Those were fun times.
Today went great. I'm really surprised. All of them listened to me except one. He's a handful everyday though.
I was glad I got a later break today. I wish it was like that everyday.
I gave up trying to be a teacher. I just lost the drive, passion, and love for it. Right now I'm just going through the motions. I still love working with children, I just don't like everything else that goes with being a teacher. I would love the pay, vacation, and holidays though. Would never complain about that if I was a real teacher that is. Right now I'm just a babysitter who gets less pay and has way more children to take care of than an actual babysitter.
You really need to say sorry. Just say it. It's easy if you try. Say it like you mean it too. I'm Sorry Byron. Three words or four depending on if you count a contraction as one word or two.
It's sad that it's honestly the best thing that has ever happened to her and one of the worst things for society. I want to see who the hell the dad is.
It is a little boring when they are all asleep. Never had this happen before.
I gave her a chance. She didn't take it. It's not worth it.
Thursday, April 9, 2009
boxers
My internet hasn't been working. Still isn't. I'm on my computers sister and it's really slow. She won't let me use her laptop. So, I think my computer has a virus on it and thats why it won't let me sign into anything. It really sucks. I hate this keyboard.
I can't sign into email, facebook, myspace, my blog, or any of my messengers.
It's a really horrible feeling. I'm addicted to needing to know I can go on whenever I want' I'm addicted to checking things. Even if it is just for a minute.
Ugh using this computer is killing my back. I just typed up these three blogs that is why they are so short and lame. Sorry readers. Please forgive me. I'm dealing with a major crisis here.
Braves were up 10-3 in te 7th and lost the game. I'm so pissed for multiple reasons now.2 out of 3 ain't bad though I guess. At least according to Meatloaf.
I might have to buy a new computer. Major setback.
Yesterday was pretty easy like I prayed for. Today and tomorow are really going to suck though. Today already did of couse. But I was thinking this yesterday.
I need to put star 97 on my speed dial so I can win something. Be the firs tcaller one and not have to actually answer a question or perform some embarassing stunt or task.
I thought I had at work: I pray that my internet works by the time I get home. (It still doesn't)
Finally the blind guy is gone. I wouldn't want to experience life without being able to see a pair of breasts. I know you're prob thinking how shallow of me. But seriously that's what popped into my head so I wrote about it. It would be a shame to miss out on seeing a lot of other things too though. Art, nature, and all the real beauty in the world and all that jazz.
Adam is pretty awesome on American Idol. I have to give him credit. My sister told me he said something along the lines of Growing up he didn't play sports because he wanted to spend his time dressing up in costumes. Hilarious. HAha.
Mad World was a really great performance.
Had a really fun Easter Egg Hunt at work today. My kids got a lot of eggs.
Alright my back is killing me and I seriously can't type on this computer. I'm done for tonight. Hopefully everything will be back and running tomorrow and I'll try to make up for it with some serious blogging. Stay tuned.
I can't sign into email, facebook, myspace, my blog, or any of my messengers.
It's a really horrible feeling. I'm addicted to needing to know I can go on whenever I want' I'm addicted to checking things. Even if it is just for a minute.
Ugh using this computer is killing my back. I just typed up these three blogs that is why they are so short and lame. Sorry readers. Please forgive me. I'm dealing with a major crisis here.
Braves were up 10-3 in te 7th and lost the game. I'm so pissed for multiple reasons now.2 out of 3 ain't bad though I guess. At least according to Meatloaf.
I might have to buy a new computer. Major setback.
Yesterday was pretty easy like I prayed for. Today and tomorow are really going to suck though. Today already did of couse. But I was thinking this yesterday.
I need to put star 97 on my speed dial so I can win something. Be the firs tcaller one and not have to actually answer a question or perform some embarassing stunt or task.
I thought I had at work: I pray that my internet works by the time I get home. (It still doesn't)
Finally the blind guy is gone. I wouldn't want to experience life without being able to see a pair of breasts. I know you're prob thinking how shallow of me. But seriously that's what popped into my head so I wrote about it. It would be a shame to miss out on seeing a lot of other things too though. Art, nature, and all the real beauty in the world and all that jazz.
Adam is pretty awesome on American Idol. I have to give him credit. My sister told me he said something along the lines of Growing up he didn't play sports because he wanted to spend his time dressing up in costumes. Hilarious. HAha.
Mad World was a really great performance.
Had a really fun Easter Egg Hunt at work today. My kids got a lot of eggs.
Alright my back is killing me and I seriously can't type on this computer. I'm done for tonight. Hopefully everything will be back and running tomorrow and I'll try to make up for it with some serious blogging. Stay tuned.
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Shorts
Wednesday
I am praying for an easy day at work or I'll settle for a fast day.
My eyes have little red veins in them.
I need to find a perfect medium.
I wish you got here first well I mean like a half hur after me instead of an hour after.
I HATE runny noses. I use to have them a lot when I was younger and no matter how many times I blew my nose it would still run. I bet I annoyed a lot of people.
I would have dressed up more if I knew my boss coming. Oh wait I have to wear the same shirt anyways. I would have splashed on some cologne though.
I just heard the same story 20 tims on about 15 different days. Someone please shoot me.
Dairy Queen sounds good.
So, you admited to someone that I'm your friend. You basically had too. It was hilarious what Lisa said to you. Why are you the only person Byron talks to at work.
When I was little I liked Easter more than Christmas just because of the big Easter Egg Hunt. I miss those days.
Braves are two and 0 which is awesome.
It's only Wednesday ahh help me.
I don't think it's fair to cater to his needs.
Cavs should be at full strength tonight.
So, she's 18 but that's still really bad. At least she has a job. Sugar Momma.
Quinn the Eskimo added me on facebook. Pretty cool.
Some people honestly talk too much about nothing!!!
I have so much to tell you and if I don't see you I'll forget.
I am praying for an easy day at work or I'll settle for a fast day.
My eyes have little red veins in them.
I need to find a perfect medium.
I wish you got here first well I mean like a half hur after me instead of an hour after.
I HATE runny noses. I use to have them a lot when I was younger and no matter how many times I blew my nose it would still run. I bet I annoyed a lot of people.
I would have dressed up more if I knew my boss coming. Oh wait I have to wear the same shirt anyways. I would have splashed on some cologne though.
I just heard the same story 20 tims on about 15 different days. Someone please shoot me.
Dairy Queen sounds good.
So, you admited to someone that I'm your friend. You basically had too. It was hilarious what Lisa said to you. Why are you the only person Byron talks to at work.
When I was little I liked Easter more than Christmas just because of the big Easter Egg Hunt. I miss those days.
Braves are two and 0 which is awesome.
It's only Wednesday ahh help me.
I don't think it's fair to cater to his needs.
Cavs should be at full strength tonight.
So, she's 18 but that's still really bad. At least she has a job. Sugar Momma.
Quinn the Eskimo added me on facebook. Pretty cool.
Some people honestly talk too much about nothing!!!
I have so much to tell you and if I don't see you I'll forget.
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
briefs
Feel really stuffy.
Oh my God please stop talking. Ten minutes rambling about the same t hing over and over. How many times do you need to repeat yourself 20?
When are our shirts coming in? Powder blue better not be too girlie.
I want good Friday off damn it!!!
I'm disappointed about the Browns so much for the first time in my life I'm not even excited about or anticipating the draft whatsoever. It's hopeless. They are pathetic. I use to look forward to it so much, but not anymore.
I miss you.
I almost got you to see a movie with me.
I hate certain peoples laughs. I wonder if anyone hates mine.
Someone really needs to go to a movie with me on Tuesday. Dollar popcorn and dollar drinks. Plus we can go to BW'S for wings. It's like a 15 dollar evening and you can get a movie, popcorn, a drink, and some wings. Cheap.
You're what gets me through the day. You're like my cup of coffee. My drug of choice.
UNC won. Hell Yeah!! 69 FREE THROWS COMBINED. Geez. Player of the game had 21 points on 3 for 10 shooting. That's 6 points plus 15 free throws pathetic if you ask me.
15 of your points coming from the charity stripe.
I'm really enjoying this spring weather. Aren't you?
I wake up expecting to see you and then I don't get to. Ruined my day. Tragic. Instead of a friend you find the enemy. You've Got Mail. Movie.
I almost got the nerve to talk to a Kmart worker and she ended up being in High School. Which only I culd manage to discover on a Monday afternoon. Yeah so the button on my pants broke and I went to buy a belt to keep them up. I needed one anyways. I had a hard time deciding between black and brown.
I swear there should be a flashing light above everyones head saying age and relationship status. Then it should give a % of what attraction level they are to you. So that I'd only approach single of age girls over 80% interested in me. Which ae obviously far and inbetween without this new invention of technology. Ugh. I really wish I could read peples minds and manipulate them. I'd totally pick ht as my super power. Screw brute strength. The only other one in the running is invisibility. I would love to have that one. Flying would be cool too I guess. Talking it out with myself I've come to the conclusion that having any super power would be awesome.
Oh my God please stop talking. Ten minutes rambling about the same t hing over and over. How many times do you need to repeat yourself 20?
When are our shirts coming in? Powder blue better not be too girlie.
I want good Friday off damn it!!!
I'm disappointed about the Browns so much for the first time in my life I'm not even excited about or anticipating the draft whatsoever. It's hopeless. They are pathetic. I use to look forward to it so much, but not anymore.
I miss you.
I almost got you to see a movie with me.
I hate certain peoples laughs. I wonder if anyone hates mine.
Someone really needs to go to a movie with me on Tuesday. Dollar popcorn and dollar drinks. Plus we can go to BW'S for wings. It's like a 15 dollar evening and you can get a movie, popcorn, a drink, and some wings. Cheap.
You're what gets me through the day. You're like my cup of coffee. My drug of choice.
UNC won. Hell Yeah!! 69 FREE THROWS COMBINED. Geez. Player of the game had 21 points on 3 for 10 shooting. That's 6 points plus 15 free throws pathetic if you ask me.
15 of your points coming from the charity stripe.
I'm really enjoying this spring weather. Aren't you?
I wake up expecting to see you and then I don't get to. Ruined my day. Tragic. Instead of a friend you find the enemy. You've Got Mail. Movie.
I almost got the nerve to talk to a Kmart worker and she ended up being in High School. Which only I culd manage to discover on a Monday afternoon. Yeah so the button on my pants broke and I went to buy a belt to keep them up. I needed one anyways. I had a hard time deciding between black and brown.
I swear there should be a flashing light above everyones head saying age and relationship status. Then it should give a % of what attraction level they are to you. So that I'd only approach single of age girls over 80% interested in me. Which ae obviously far and inbetween without this new invention of technology. Ugh. I really wish I could read peples minds and manipulate them. I'd totally pick ht as my super power. Screw brute strength. The only other one in the running is invisibility. I would love to have that one. Flying would be cool too I guess. Talking it out with myself I've come to the conclusion that having any super power would be awesome.
Monday, April 6, 2009
slacking
"No matter how hot she is some other guy is sick and tired of putting up with her shit."
Wing night at The Corner Bar was great
Need to do it more often
It was so cheap too
Beat Jared best of three in darts
I'm really improving
19 is my money shot right now. I still have a hard time with the bulls eye though. I really need to get more triples. They are amazing let me tell you. Completely change the entire game with each one.
Saw six good looking girls in the 3 and a half hours we spent there. Which is considered good
Debate whether or not it's a Geneva bar or a Jefferson bar because we don't know the people that go there. Maybe it's just Austinburg people or weird walks of life people.
This is a place to get away from people because most people I know wouldn't want to hang out there especially when it's dead at 6 o'clock.
Why do old guys hit on young girls? It was so freaking funny. It has to work for them one in awhile or else they wouldn't keep doing it.
There we were Jared and I playing darts and his girlfriend and her friend were standing with us. Two guys, two girls, all around the same age and t his old guy purposely comes out of now where and walks over and starts talking to them. Jared is the least jealous person I know so to us it was just hilarious. But I can't believe the balls on him, some guys would have knocked him out for that. Didn't he realize they were with us?
Why do girls hate other girls so much?
Bought four bingo cards gave two to Jason and when it was bingo time I was talking to my cousins and he played all four. Ended up winning and splitting with three other people.
Had a drunk talk with a couple of my cousins. I enjoy them tremendously don't think they do though.
Bought a lot of side board tickets and didn't win anything.
Lost ten dollars playing black jack.
Danced...a lot.
Slow dancing, crazy dancing, cupid shuffle, YMCA, The usual, random songs I don't know.
Sang a karaoke song. Was horrible but I didn't really sing much of it because I was too distracted by drinking.
Ran into a couple special people on Sunday at the mall. Had lunch with them. Chinese food. We ordered the same thing go figure. Ayden was getting his picture taken with the Easter Bunny.
Got made fun of by everyone at the table including someone I didn't know.
Got diagnosed with ADD.
Wanted to do a cartwheel in the middle of the food court but passed on it.
Do you want me to save you? Seriously man? I should punch you in the face next time I see you.
By the way I do listen when you talk.
Saw a movie with a friend. I love you man. Such a bromance. Ha.
Pepperoni kickers at BW'S are alright expensive though. Had to get Ultimate Nachos of course.
WHYYYYYYYYYYYY???????
Ask me if you want to know what this refers to.
How do I not have pink eye yet? Wash, wash, wash my hands and never touch my face. Strep going around too damn it. Don't get me sick.
Do you ever say anything good about me?
I was going to pick up a girl from Ashtabula but I didn't know her and she acted funny/weird online and she lived on west 35th street off of station Avenue and I didn't want to be shot by a big glack guy with a shotgun selling cocaine out of his basement.
The following is about sports so don't read
Braves won their opening game against the defending Champions from Phil.
My new favorite Brave Jordan Schafer who I previously wrote about hit a homerun in his first ever Major League at bat. Pretty impressive. Man do I know how to pick talent. He went 2 for 3 with a walk. A really good game. I see bright things in his future.
Indians start at 2. Wish I could watch it.
Then again. I just found out they got destroyed. Poor Cliff Lee.
Derek Lowe pitched extremely well as the Braves new number one pitcher. Would love to see the Braves have a successful campaign this year.
I hope Frenchie has a comeback season for the ages. Tim Hudson needs to come back healthy and strong and quick. Whenever he comes back it will be a major boost because he can be another ace on the staff.
I hope that Japanese guy is effective in America. Vazquez who know swhat we will get from him. Jair Jurrjens just needs to keep improving and he will be dominate.
Bullpen needs to stay healthy. Gonzo, Soriano, and Moylan can be three great relievers. Cross my fingers.
Braves problem is they score in the first and second inning then don't score agani the entire game. It works if you have a good bullpent but they didn't last year. Should score more runs this year though. Everyone on the team has potential. No power but good averages, good hitting ability.
Wing night at The Corner Bar was great
Need to do it more often
It was so cheap too
Beat Jared best of three in darts
I'm really improving
19 is my money shot right now. I still have a hard time with the bulls eye though. I really need to get more triples. They are amazing let me tell you. Completely change the entire game with each one.
Saw six good looking girls in the 3 and a half hours we spent there. Which is considered good
Debate whether or not it's a Geneva bar or a Jefferson bar because we don't know the people that go there. Maybe it's just Austinburg people or weird walks of life people.
This is a place to get away from people because most people I know wouldn't want to hang out there especially when it's dead at 6 o'clock.
Why do old guys hit on young girls? It was so freaking funny. It has to work for them one in awhile or else they wouldn't keep doing it.
There we were Jared and I playing darts and his girlfriend and her friend were standing with us. Two guys, two girls, all around the same age and t his old guy purposely comes out of now where and walks over and starts talking to them. Jared is the least jealous person I know so to us it was just hilarious. But I can't believe the balls on him, some guys would have knocked him out for that. Didn't he realize they were with us?
Why do girls hate other girls so much?
Bought four bingo cards gave two to Jason and when it was bingo time I was talking to my cousins and he played all four. Ended up winning and splitting with three other people.
Had a drunk talk with a couple of my cousins. I enjoy them tremendously don't think they do though.
Bought a lot of side board tickets and didn't win anything.
Lost ten dollars playing black jack.
Danced...a lot.
Slow dancing, crazy dancing, cupid shuffle, YMCA, The usual, random songs I don't know.
Sang a karaoke song. Was horrible but I didn't really sing much of it because I was too distracted by drinking.
Ran into a couple special people on Sunday at the mall. Had lunch with them. Chinese food. We ordered the same thing go figure. Ayden was getting his picture taken with the Easter Bunny.
Got made fun of by everyone at the table including someone I didn't know.
Got diagnosed with ADD.
Wanted to do a cartwheel in the middle of the food court but passed on it.
Do you want me to save you? Seriously man? I should punch you in the face next time I see you.
By the way I do listen when you talk.
Saw a movie with a friend. I love you man. Such a bromance. Ha.
Pepperoni kickers at BW'S are alright expensive though. Had to get Ultimate Nachos of course.
WHYYYYYYYYYYYY???????
Ask me if you want to know what this refers to.
How do I not have pink eye yet? Wash, wash, wash my hands and never touch my face. Strep going around too damn it. Don't get me sick.
Do you ever say anything good about me?
I was going to pick up a girl from Ashtabula but I didn't know her and she acted funny/weird online and she lived on west 35th street off of station Avenue and I didn't want to be shot by a big glack guy with a shotgun selling cocaine out of his basement.
The following is about sports so don't read
Braves won their opening game against the defending Champions from Phil.
My new favorite Brave Jordan Schafer who I previously wrote about hit a homerun in his first ever Major League at bat. Pretty impressive. Man do I know how to pick talent. He went 2 for 3 with a walk. A really good game. I see bright things in his future.
Indians start at 2. Wish I could watch it.
Then again. I just found out they got destroyed. Poor Cliff Lee.
Derek Lowe pitched extremely well as the Braves new number one pitcher. Would love to see the Braves have a successful campaign this year.
I hope Frenchie has a comeback season for the ages. Tim Hudson needs to come back healthy and strong and quick. Whenever he comes back it will be a major boost because he can be another ace on the staff.
I hope that Japanese guy is effective in America. Vazquez who know swhat we will get from him. Jair Jurrjens just needs to keep improving and he will be dominate.
Bullpen needs to stay healthy. Gonzo, Soriano, and Moylan can be three great relievers. Cross my fingers.
Braves problem is they score in the first and second inning then don't score agani the entire game. It works if you have a good bullpent but they didn't last year. Should score more runs this year though. Everyone on the team has potential. No power but good averages, good hitting ability.
Friday, April 3, 2009
hmmm interesting
Thursday
Last night was fun.
I needed that.
I was bummed that it was 65 at work and that I was stuck at home. Such a nice day to go for a bike ride.
The apple juice was extra delicious today for some reason.
Cavs play Washington tonight. I had a feeling they were going to lose and they did. It was on TNT which means I don't have to leave the house to watch it but I still did. In case you didn't know I don't get FOX Sports Ohio so it really sucks that I can't watch most of the Cavs games at my house. That's why i talk about going out to watch them all the time.
Beef Jerky is the key to my soul. I see it and my eyes light up and my mouth starts to water. As a kid I would try to be like a cowboy in the movies who keep it in their back pocket and they would make it last forever. They had a never ending piece of beef jerky and I was extremely jealous. I tried my hardest to save and conserve it but it didn't last more than a half hour on a good day. Just like that one country music video I think it's Miranda Lambert or something she has that never ending portable gas can.
Friday
I slept from like 1:45 to about 6:00 it was the best sleep I've had in awhile. I've been falling asleep around 12:30 or 1:00 and being extremely tired and I keep waking up several times. However, last night I didn't get much sleep but I slept straight thru at least and it was rewarding. I felt good.
Did some crazy dancing in my room last night. Was just bored so I stated dancing. It was pretty funny at least to me. Made a hilarious video. Got rug burn from getting down on the floor too. Then I sat down and I got back up to leave and I bumped my knee really bad. It sucked.
Cavs lost to a horrible team. Mentioned this before. We need to lose though we were getting way to cocky. Sucky thing is we just lost to Orlando too. We got killed by them and now we only have a one game lead over the Lakers.
Girls really keep pissing me off. Enough said on that topic of conversation.
Get wings tonight? Corner bar? I do need a drink.
I bought a bag of beef jerky. Got charged a dollar extra. Seems to be a trend lately. People rely on computers too much. Might snow this weekend? Give me a freaking break.
Sometimes I have no idea how I do it.
Why is it immature to have fun?
"Why so serious?" Haha I love that line.
Starting a list of how many times I get rejected.
II
I don't ever want to talk someones ear off about my kid. Or automatically think they are the best.
Nicole looked good today.
Everything I want to blog about I've already written down on notebook paper so I don't forget and it's in future tense, but now it has already happened.
Two rejections and a I wouldn't count on it. Which I'm chalking up to a def maybe. Make that three rejections and counting all in one day. I should get the point and take the hint already shouldn't I? By the end of the day I think it was like ten rejections I lost count.
Have almost 550 dollars saved in my second bank account I just opened up. With my taxes added to that I should have enough for a good road bike. It's a tough call between that and a laptop. Or if my parents could make the choice it would be a down payment on a car.
I keep having small chats with goddess mostly about kids. She was a little taken aback by my April Fools Joke. My bad.
If and when I have a kid it will be one of the best days of my life that and when I get married and throw out the first pitch at a major league stadium.
What else will be one of the best days of my life. I should have at least seven that compose the best week of my life.
For that matter what are they so far in 26 years? HS and College graduation would seem pathetic choices. Honestly I can't think of anything great that has happened to me. Isn't that sad and pathetic?
I wish I could say a big promotion or a big trip but I haven't really had any.
I can think of several worst days.
I love that saying may the best of your past be the worst of your future.
A couple trips to Canada were fun times.
Virgina beach
Chicago but that was highlighted by Ohio State losing the championship game to Florida so that wasn't good.
California was amazing. Did so much stuff, but it just gives me bad memories now.
Atlanta vacation would have to be up there and seeing my first Atlanta Braves home game.
I would love to say the first time I got laid but I regret that.
That night with you...in my car...that ranks up there.
Don't walk away from me.
Yes meeting you!
I don't know if I should get a used, used car, a new used car, or a brand new car? Depends if I can find a used car that I like there just is really limited selection around here and it sucks.
Last night was fun.
I needed that.
I was bummed that it was 65 at work and that I was stuck at home. Such a nice day to go for a bike ride.
The apple juice was extra delicious today for some reason.
Cavs play Washington tonight. I had a feeling they were going to lose and they did. It was on TNT which means I don't have to leave the house to watch it but I still did. In case you didn't know I don't get FOX Sports Ohio so it really sucks that I can't watch most of the Cavs games at my house. That's why i talk about going out to watch them all the time.
Beef Jerky is the key to my soul. I see it and my eyes light up and my mouth starts to water. As a kid I would try to be like a cowboy in the movies who keep it in their back pocket and they would make it last forever. They had a never ending piece of beef jerky and I was extremely jealous. I tried my hardest to save and conserve it but it didn't last more than a half hour on a good day. Just like that one country music video I think it's Miranda Lambert or something she has that never ending portable gas can.
Friday
I slept from like 1:45 to about 6:00 it was the best sleep I've had in awhile. I've been falling asleep around 12:30 or 1:00 and being extremely tired and I keep waking up several times. However, last night I didn't get much sleep but I slept straight thru at least and it was rewarding. I felt good.
Did some crazy dancing in my room last night. Was just bored so I stated dancing. It was pretty funny at least to me. Made a hilarious video. Got rug burn from getting down on the floor too. Then I sat down and I got back up to leave and I bumped my knee really bad. It sucked.
Cavs lost to a horrible team. Mentioned this before. We need to lose though we were getting way to cocky. Sucky thing is we just lost to Orlando too. We got killed by them and now we only have a one game lead over the Lakers.
Girls really keep pissing me off. Enough said on that topic of conversation.
Get wings tonight? Corner bar? I do need a drink.
I bought a bag of beef jerky. Got charged a dollar extra. Seems to be a trend lately. People rely on computers too much. Might snow this weekend? Give me a freaking break.
Sometimes I have no idea how I do it.
Why is it immature to have fun?
"Why so serious?" Haha I love that line.
Starting a list of how many times I get rejected.
II
I don't ever want to talk someones ear off about my kid. Or automatically think they are the best.
Nicole looked good today.
Everything I want to blog about I've already written down on notebook paper so I don't forget and it's in future tense, but now it has already happened.
Two rejections and a I wouldn't count on it. Which I'm chalking up to a def maybe. Make that three rejections and counting all in one day. I should get the point and take the hint already shouldn't I? By the end of the day I think it was like ten rejections I lost count.
Have almost 550 dollars saved in my second bank account I just opened up. With my taxes added to that I should have enough for a good road bike. It's a tough call between that and a laptop. Or if my parents could make the choice it would be a down payment on a car.
I keep having small chats with goddess mostly about kids. She was a little taken aback by my April Fools Joke. My bad.
If and when I have a kid it will be one of the best days of my life that and when I get married and throw out the first pitch at a major league stadium.
What else will be one of the best days of my life. I should have at least seven that compose the best week of my life.
For that matter what are they so far in 26 years? HS and College graduation would seem pathetic choices. Honestly I can't think of anything great that has happened to me. Isn't that sad and pathetic?
I wish I could say a big promotion or a big trip but I haven't really had any.
I can think of several worst days.
I love that saying may the best of your past be the worst of your future.
A couple trips to Canada were fun times.
Virgina beach
Chicago but that was highlighted by Ohio State losing the championship game to Florida so that wasn't good.
California was amazing. Did so much stuff, but it just gives me bad memories now.
Atlanta vacation would have to be up there and seeing my first Atlanta Braves home game.
I would love to say the first time I got laid but I regret that.
That night with you...in my car...that ranks up there.
Don't walk away from me.
Yes meeting you!
I don't know if I should get a used, used car, a new used car, or a brand new car? Depends if I can find a used car that I like there just is really limited selection around here and it sucks.
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
i'm gay
What a wonderful morning. Not even rain could ruin it. Refreshing. A good beginning.
Time to up the ante.
Today is going to be crazy though. So many kids. A bunch of transitions. Not to mention testing. One of the dumbest tests I've ever seen. Absolutely means nothing, shows nothing, tells nothing. Show and Tell would give more information about a child's growth then this thing. Who the hell cares if a three year old can rhyme in a 2 minute test. I've seen worse tests though I guess.
Was never really into April Fools. I wonder if your office was?
I seen another classic example of why certain people shouldn't have kids today. More importantly I always ask myself how in the hell did they have a kid?
I love when a kid goes to pick up a ball and they accidentally kick it even further away. HAHA.
I really don't understand girls and their shirt sizes how are they a small and I'm an XL. I'm pretty damn puny. That's three shirt sizes bigger come on. I'm not a big person. Maybe 4 inches taller than some of them if that. Plus what really confuses me is the breast factor. Don't they make a small shirt even smaller if they have big boobs? Maybe I'm just dumb but I don't get it. Like don't breasts push out the shirt size coverage much like an extra large stomach would? If I had breasts I'd probably need a 2xl because I wouldn't want my shirt coming above my waistline when I bent over or something. I'm just glad we get new colors for our work shirt. Instead of puke color we now ordered red and powder blue or something.
Help me out please. Was the above one of those instances where I shouldn't talk about the weird things I think about inside my big little head of mine? I can't help it I'm seriously curious and fascinated about it. But I bet if I mention boobs or breasts people will just freak out. Even though it has nothing to do with that.
I hate when they overcharge you at the grocery store. I know I'm going to sound cheap. But it really is the principle of things. You buy things because they say it's a certain price so that is what you should pay bottom line.
You either suck it up or say something about it and everyone else in line gets mad at you. Then what really sucks is when they mess up again and you're just like what the hell whatever just steal my money I don't care. I wouldn't have bought vitamin water if it was 90 cents a bottle. The sign said 3 for 99 cents. So then they finally charge me 3 for 1.50 and I just paid for it. But it's still annoying.
Spur of the moment I bought a $12.00 five blade battery operated razor which was on sale for 9 dollars and it also included 4 bonus reward dollars which I never even heard of before. I thought it was pretty sweet though. Didn't know Walgreen's did that. I did all of this because I thought I would see you this particular night and didn't have time to shower and shave at home so I did at the Y. Anyways with the four dollars I purchased a big bottle of mouthwash and two pairs of dress socks. Not bad I guess. I think it worked out because I had it in my head that I was going to buy a razor even though I have like 20 of them at home.
Time to up the ante.
Today is going to be crazy though. So many kids. A bunch of transitions. Not to mention testing. One of the dumbest tests I've ever seen. Absolutely means nothing, shows nothing, tells nothing. Show and Tell would give more information about a child's growth then this thing. Who the hell cares if a three year old can rhyme in a 2 minute test. I've seen worse tests though I guess.
Was never really into April Fools. I wonder if your office was?
I seen another classic example of why certain people shouldn't have kids today. More importantly I always ask myself how in the hell did they have a kid?
I love when a kid goes to pick up a ball and they accidentally kick it even further away. HAHA.
I really don't understand girls and their shirt sizes how are they a small and I'm an XL. I'm pretty damn puny. That's three shirt sizes bigger come on. I'm not a big person. Maybe 4 inches taller than some of them if that. Plus what really confuses me is the breast factor. Don't they make a small shirt even smaller if they have big boobs? Maybe I'm just dumb but I don't get it. Like don't breasts push out the shirt size coverage much like an extra large stomach would? If I had breasts I'd probably need a 2xl because I wouldn't want my shirt coming above my waistline when I bent over or something. I'm just glad we get new colors for our work shirt. Instead of puke color we now ordered red and powder blue or something.
Help me out please. Was the above one of those instances where I shouldn't talk about the weird things I think about inside my big little head of mine? I can't help it I'm seriously curious and fascinated about it. But I bet if I mention boobs or breasts people will just freak out. Even though it has nothing to do with that.
I hate when they overcharge you at the grocery store. I know I'm going to sound cheap. But it really is the principle of things. You buy things because they say it's a certain price so that is what you should pay bottom line.
You either suck it up or say something about it and everyone else in line gets mad at you. Then what really sucks is when they mess up again and you're just like what the hell whatever just steal my money I don't care. I wouldn't have bought vitamin water if it was 90 cents a bottle. The sign said 3 for 99 cents. So then they finally charge me 3 for 1.50 and I just paid for it. But it's still annoying.
Spur of the moment I bought a $12.00 five blade battery operated razor which was on sale for 9 dollars and it also included 4 bonus reward dollars which I never even heard of before. I thought it was pretty sweet though. Didn't know Walgreen's did that. I did all of this because I thought I would see you this particular night and didn't have time to shower and shave at home so I did at the Y. Anyways with the four dollars I purchased a big bottle of mouthwash and two pairs of dress socks. Not bad I guess. I think it worked out because I had it in my head that I was going to buy a razor even though I have like 20 of them at home.
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