I know I haven't done a Dream Log in a while. It's cuz my dreams are pretty much the same topic but different location, different people, etc. But last night I had a weird one. Ok, here goes....
I was on my way to work thinking I was gonna be late. I'm all rushin' my ass to get there. And then when I finally get to work I see all these people lined up outside the building. I parked my car and went up to someone to ask what was going on. They were quiet and didn't answer me. More people showed up and were also wondering the same thing as me.
As we were walking around the mass of people trying to find an answer, we saw some dude with one of those big ass tin coffee cans walking around to each person. He was collecting money. And I noticed that each person was dropping in coins, no bills. He came up to me and I asked "How much?" He replied "53 cents." I was confused. 53 cents? I just gave it him.
So I end up inside the building and there are still lines. I'm in the line talking to someone and when I turn around I'm presented with Communion. "The Body of Christ." I put my hands out to receive it. "Amen." I'm walking away wondering what the heck just happened. I'm at work and I just received Communion. Why? And then I start seeing people from my Church. This whole time I didn't recognize anybody until after I received Communion. People were starting to look familiar. I just looked at the faces of everyone I knew.
When I woke up I was wondering why I would have a dream like that. And then I remembered sitting outside during lunch and a group of people were having Bible Study. It was probably like 15-20 people and they all had bibles and one person was preaching. This actually happens everyday.
And last week was the first time I went to church in 3 weeks. I have no excuse. I just didn't feel like going. My parents were in Europe and it was just me and my bro at home.
Last week I was asked "If you were stuck on a desert island and you could have 3 women with you, who would they be?" Without hesitation, I answered with Shania Twain, Jessica Alba......and then I hesitated. I didn't really have a 3rd option. I pretty much had all my bases loaded with those 2 picks. All my entertainment and fantasies are covered. And then I realized that home plate was where I wanted to be. (Don't mind the baseball analogies, I'm not a huge baseball fan myself.) The answer I came up with for that 3rd was......my Mom. So on this island is: Shania Twain, the girl of my adolescent dreams. Jessica Alba, the current sexy pick. And my Mom, the woman who makes my reality liveable.
The person who asked this question was surprised as hell when my 3rd option was revealed. Apparently no one has EVER mentioned their Mom to be on a desert island with them. I always say that "The way to a man's heart is through his stomach." If imma get with a girl she better cook. If she can't cook, she better be willing to learn. If not, I don't care how beautiful she is cuz she's gonna get cut from the team. My Mom takes pride when visitors come over and enjoy the food she cooks. I wanna take pride when I have friends come over and my girl cooks and all my friends enjoy it. I want them to be jealous of what I have. I want them to be saying "I wish my girl could cook like that."
I was reading a book called The Alphabet of Manliness and they covered this topic. Some guys just have no clue about this kind of stuff. Here's the breakdown:
X_X_X_X 1_4_2_3
The X's represent the urinals and the numbers are the order that the urnials should be occupied. You never want to be posted up next to another dude if you have the choice. And if you HAVE to post up next to a dude, post up next to one instead of in between two. And also stay within 6 inches of the urinal while peeing. Why? Preferal vision. If I stick my arms straight out as if I was forming the letter T, I could still see my hands when I'm looking dead-on straight. When I'm peeing and looking at the wall and you're more than 6 inches away from the urinal, I can see both your dong and the stream of piss coming from your dong. I would prefer to see neither. Thank you.
I had a conversation with this girl last night. I was at her place. She was laying on her bed and I was posted up next to her. We were talking about marriage and crap. I didn't really enjoy it too much. I told her I didn't even want a girlfriend right now so I can't even talk about marriage. In fact, I told her I was in the middle of trying to break one up. She just made me feel really old. I'm 24 and I feel like I'm in my prime. I feel like my life is just starting. Marriage, to me, signifies the end of my life. It basically means I'm giving up everything I want in order to please someone else. I'm not ready for that. I dunno if I ever will be.
It feels good to finally have my computer back all to myself. But the thing is, now I'm going over to my trainees work stations and helping them out there so I'm still not at my comp as much as I was before.
No one held my hand through all the procedures when I first started working here. They just tossed me to the wolves and assumed I could figure out what to do. I mean, I got a handle of things now but it would have been so much smoother if I got the treatment that the new guys are getting. Oh well.
Oh yeah, I called Goodrich 3 times within the past week. I left messages but they still haven't gotten back to me. Fingers are still crossed, but I'm not as jazzed up as I was before now that my best friend works here too. =) Double edged sword.....
It's been real hard for me to post anything on here cuz I've been training a couple guys and they're the ones using my comp while I talk them through the procedures and crap.
But alot has been going on. My best friend Ramon now works here with me. He started yesterday. It sucks though cuz we had planned a trip to Maui on July 18-25 and now that he barely got hired, they won't give him the days off. Hell, they haven't even given me the days off. I asked for it last month and I still haven't gotten management approval. They usually don't take this long to respond. I even requested it twice. Oh well, come hell or high water. I'm going to Maui no matter what. I already paid for my shiite.
I started a new band. It's just an acoustic duo but it's so much fun. It's just me and my friend Fonso. We're called Struedel Court. That's the name of my street. We're named that because in the summer going into 11th grade, we spent everyday of the entire three month summer vacation in my garage learning how to play the guitar. If it weren't for that summer, we wouldn't be here with our musical adventures so that's the story behind that.
Tonight I have bowling league and I've been getting better and better. The first week my average barely over 100. 8 weeks into it, my average is around 130. Last week I scored my personal best with a 182. My goal by the end of the season is to break 200.
I don't ask for much, but the things I ask for are ridiculous. I imagine myself dying alone because of this. Why should I compromise my happiness to please someone else? I'm in it for me! Yes, I know I'm an arsehole.
So my best friend Ramon got hired at my company. I'm pretty damn stoked about that!!!! I wanted to leave this job but this making me want to stay for a little longer.
It's hard for me to blog at work now that I'm in charge of handing out work and training people how on the procedures and all that jazz. I have four people that I need to keep in check and it's enough for me to finish my work and also keep these people on their job and train a couple people. It's a little overwhelming but I think I got it.
I was just thinking about who in the hell even reads my blogs (besides April Joy). I know that Shanel does every once in a while. Scotty might check it every blue moon. But other than that I don't know anybody who actually reads this. I didn't really tell my friends about this. I guess I'm mostly doing it for myself to try to keep the sanity and maybe look back when I get a clear head and realize that anger dictates my thoughts too much or something like that. I dunno. I hardly go back to my old posts and re-read them. Maybe it's time I should.
Last night I slept at 2am. I woke up at 530am. Last week I was sleeping around the same time and waking up at 630am. On the weekend I slept for 10 hrs/night. The human mind can push the human body to do things that it doesn't want to do.
Money is like women. I hate it but I can't seem to get enough of it.
I think I mentioned before that I think sleep is overrated. If I didn't have to sleep, I could do so much things. You know how they label people as being a "night person" or "morning person"? I like to describe myself as an "awake person". It don't matter if it's morning or night, once I'm awake I want to stay awake for as long as possible. I once stayed awake for 2 and a half days. That was only because we were in Vegas. Ha.
I've been learning this technique for digital photography called HDR. It stands for High Dynamic Range imaging. It's this technique where you take different photos of the same image with different exposures and then you combine all the exposures into one picture. It makes the picture so detailed compared to just a regular photo. Once I learn how to do it good, I'll post some examples.
Alot of crazy stuff happened this week. I should have written them down as they happened but the craziness got to me. Ha.
Monday night: Fonso was bored so I told him to come over so he could see the skating pix I was making of him. I was just doing a sequence shot in photoshop. Jay's comp crashed so he needed an XP cd to reformat. So I told him to cruise by and pick it up. Ramon and Joel owed me money for Chargers season tix so I told them to drop it off.
They all came by at the same time and so we ended up chillin' in my garage and drinkin' it up. The madness ended around midnight since I had work the next morning.
Tuesday: I woke up at 8:08am. I'm usually at work by 7:30. I tried calling in to let them know I was running late but my phone was acting weird. So I got to work 9 and I noticed a bunch of people missing. This could only mean one thing: a meeting. So I check my email and low and behold: "Please join us for our 8:30 meeting".
I also had bowling league Tuesday night and we got butt rammed, no lube. We either do really good or really shitty. There's no in-between. I probably had my best game of the season but as a team we sucked.
Wednesday: My parents left for Germany.
Thursday: Meryl's b-day so we went to TGIFridays. They said 8pm and we got there 8:30pm but they weren't there yet. So we decided to go to Guitar Center. I haven't been there in months, and for good reason. Everytime I go there, I'm tempted to buy something. Well, I went there and I bought something. I bought my ass a new guitar. It's so damn nice. It sounds nice, looks nice, feels nice. Here's a pic of it.
Friday night I went bowling over at Brunswick. Me and my cousin wanted to test out the lanes and compare them to 32nd. I don't really notice too much of a difference because I straight bowl now. I only straight bowled the first couple times I ever bowled. Every time after that I was hooking the ball. I was also using something lighter than a 16 lb ball. I got this ball last month when I joined the Bowling League. I tried hooking it but the ball was just too damn heavy so I've been straight bowling. But on Friday I was trying to hook the 16 since I was getting the strength to do it. It hooks a little and that's a start. Once I get used to hooking a 16, it'll start hooking more.
Saturday I went to a Wedding Shower. Ernie's Wedding Shower. Joyce's mom was there too. There was some damn good food there. Well, the Wedding Shower was basically giving gifts to the soon-to-be Newlyweds and we played a bunch of stupid games that made me want to leave ASAP. We played games like pass the carrot with only your knees, make a wedding gown out of toilet paper, and this banana relay race where you put a banana in your knees and run/hop/maneuver to one end and then eat it. The groom only had 3 friends there: me, Jay, and Grace. Well, I guess that's only 2 friends: me and Jay since Grace is Jay's girlfriend. She wouldn't have gone if she wasn't with Jay. I was expecting a couple more friends to be there but I dunno. I guess that's what happens when you ditch all your friends to be with a girl. You no longer have friends. Me and Ernie have known each other since we were 3. I don't support his decision to get married but I still support him. I got his back. If this is what he wants to do, I'll let him do it. I tried talking some sense into him but to no avail. Whatever. I love the guy still.
Yesterday I did a photshoot pretty much for half the day. It was a little awkward at first since it was kinda last minute and I didn't have any plans or ideas of places to shoot at and what poses to do. Things turned out ok though cuz it started to feel natural after a hundred shots or so. I also took some skating shots after. I think I ended up taking 500-600 shots.
Last night I went to a BBQ I wasn't planning on going to. I had other plans but they finished eary and the sun was still out so I made a few calls and headed on out. It was Robert and Mohammed's going away party. Robert got another job up in Pasadena and Mo is gonna be leaving for Syria to find himself a wifey wife. It's funny cuz my Uncle wants to take me to the Philippines to find me one to. He says he's got them lined up and all I gotta do is pick one. My Uncle treats me like his own son (since he and my Aunt weren't able to have children). They have an adopted son who was a "horse of a different color". I guess he didn't exactly meet all their expectations. They still love him and all, don't get me wrong. But when he goes and drinks with his friends he'll brag about me and my brother (since we're both engineers, to some extent). My Uncle has alot of friends in high places. He wants us to marry into a good family. He specifically said that my girl MUST BE Filipino. He said I can go screw around with some white girls but I can't marry them. Hahahaha. But yeah, I think I was writing about this BBQ yesterday. Rob and Mo are leaving and hopefully I will too soon.
I was driving to work this morning and someone was driving 50 in the fast lane. I changed lanes to pass this mofo up and I wanted to give the evil eye but as I passed the car, I noticed two young children in the back. I decided to just give the quick glance and turn and speed ahead. Driver was forgiven. I hate it when people are stupid on the road and don't pay attention to their surroundings but when it involves young children or the elderly they automatically get the "get out of jail free" card. Any anger or animosity I feel goes away when I see those two exceptions. On the other hand, if it was just someone on their cell phone and didn't realize they were going that slow cuz they were talking, then I will pull up in front of that person and slow down and let them know how it feels. And then when the try to change lanes to get ahead of me I'll speed up and trap them behind some other car. I'll even try to box them in between two other cars so they can't change lanes. Yeah, I'm an arshole but it's fun.
I think I managed to salvage my computer. I got rid of most of the viruses but there's still 2 that keep lingering. I think this weekend I'll be able to get rid of it. Oh wait, I have this "Wedding Shower" to attend. What the hell is a wedding shower? I've never heard of that one before. I've heard of Baby Showers. I'm guessing this is where we bring all the wedding presents. Whatever.
I've been downloading a bunch of E-books and I print them out at work. I just wish we had a color printer near so I can print out some of my photography books.
Oh yeah, we brought back the food challenges and it's better than ever. We have more competitors (since we have more employees now). It used to just be me, Shanel, Scott, and Niki all the time. It's so much more fun when there's more people. Here's a video of the latest challenge we had: The Power Bar Challenge. Who can kill it the quickest?
