Why do I even have a blog? I hate writing about my life. So why keep a journal of what I do or recount the events? I dunno, maybe I'm doing this cuz I don't get to see alot of my friends that much anymore and it keeps them up to speed with what's kinda goin' on in my life? Maybe it's cuz I need someone to talk to but no one is ever there in real life? It is kinda nice to get some stuff off my chest and lay it all out. But I never lay it completely out. Why? I think I'm afraid. Afraid of letting someone in too close.
Whatever.
I was at the Charger game last night and even though it was the 3rd and 4th string playing I still had fun. I just like being in the environment, the atmosphere. It feels good to hang out with my friends and be around people with a common interest. It also feels good to tailgate and drink it up before AND after the games. Yesterday we got there around 5pm and there was still alot of parking. Our usual tailgating crew didn't go so we didn't have the grill or the usual good eats. But I had beef jerky, pringles, and crunch & munch. And we ran into another fellow tailgater and they had some beer so we drank a couple of those. It's my escape from reality. Thank you Chargers for being there for me.
I'm driving up to the Bay tonight and I'm dead tired. I better take a power nap right when I get home so I have some energy to drive through the night. I hate almost falling asleep at the wheel. Wish me luck and a safe trip.
Deep doubts, deep wisdom; small doubts, little wisdom.
So I saw Balls of Fury last night and it was hella funny. They throw so many curve balls in there that it kept me guessing on what was gonna happen next. And the curve balls were outrageously ridiculous. I wish there was more ping pong action but it's all good. I liked the movie but I doubt other people will like it as much not unless they enjoy kung-fu spoofs, ping pong, or just plain-stupid-where-you-have-to-be-a-little-retarded movies.
I woke up hella late this morning. I wanted to come into work early so I could leave early and go to the Chargers game but I woke up at 7am. I'm still leaving early regardless. I should have just asked for the day off. Oh well.
So apparently last night was the last game of the bowling season. I totally thought there was one more week. The goal I set at the beginning of the season was to break 200 at least once. That's all I wanted to do. I didn't care what place we got. If I didn't break 200, the whole season would have been a failure.
So here's how last night's action went:
For the 1st game, I was trying to find the pocket. The lanes were freshly oiled so they were all super slick. My ball had no hook and would basically go straight into the 10 pin. I tried standing more to the left and aim for the head pin (the closest pin) but I was leaving the 3-6-10 up all the time. I ended game 1 with a score of 93. Pathetic! I didn't even break 100.
Game 2, the oil was drying up so my ball was starting to hook (hook means it curves for you non-bowlers out there) so once again I had to find a new spot where to stand and change my throw. I was kinda throwing it straight in the 1st game but now the straight ball wasn't doing me any good. It wasn't doing me any good in the first place. But now my ball was starting to go the way I wanted it. Now I just needed to find where to stand. I usually stand slightly to the left of center, maybe the 3rd board from the left. The oil dictates where I stand. The dryer the lanes, the further left I stand. But I did better this game than I did in the 1st. I ended the game with a score of 115. Still pretty horrible but better than before. It doesn't matter how many times you fall, what matters is how many times you get up.
So the 3rd game of the night and the final game of the entire season was up. I was doing pretty horrible for the first two games and I kinda lost hope for my goal of breaking 200. This was the last chance, the last ditch effort to redeem myself. I had a good feel for the lanes now but the first two games kinda destroyed my confidence. Happiness through lowered expectations. I felt like I wasn't gonna break 200 this season but I still had to try.
1st frame: I bowled a 7 and picked up the spare. 2nd frame: Strike 3rd frame: Strike 4th frame: Strike 5th frame: Strike 6th frame: Strike 7th frame: Strike 8th frame: I knocked down 9 and picked up the spare
At this point my score is 199. I didn't even realize it cuz I didn't think I'd be able to break 200. Now I was all excited. All I needed was one more pin. I've choked under pressure before and guttered. This was not gonna happen this time. My goal was set and now my goal is back in sight. "When you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it."
9th frame: strike 10th frame: I knocked down 7 and picked up the spare. I got an extra roll and knocked down 9
FINAL SCORE: 248. And with my handicap (since I suck) my total score was a 318.
That's my highest score EVER. I was so happy, you have no idea. It feels so good to achieve a goal that you set so high that you don't think you'll be able to get anytime soon. It also show that the harder you look, the harder it is to find. I was trying so hard to get to 200 that it was getting further away. Once I came to to terms that I wasn't going to get it, it hit me smack dab right in the face.
On top of me breaking 200, my team was crowned the League Champions last night and I got the league's Most Improved Bowler award.
Last night was a good night.
Tonight I plan on going to see the movie Balls of Fury. It's a ping pong movie and all you guys know that I'm crazy about ping pong. I'll let you guys know how it is...
I feel like I'm torn inside......literally. My arsehole feels a mile wide. I took 3 dumps at work yesterday. The 1st one was ok. The 2nd one I started to feel a little uncomfortable. And by the 3rd one, it felt like I was shittin' an actual brick. When I went back to my desk to sit down, it hurt when my bum made contact with my seat. I had to clinch my cheeks tight and then sit down.
I just took a dump before I started writing this and it still kinda hurt. Not as bad, but the pain is still there. I hate this feeling.
Yesterday we wrote a couple more songs. I like it when we make progress. It's funny though, we write songs so fast that when we go back to play the ones already written, we forget what the hell we played. It's a good thing we record our songs so that way we can go back and remember our parts. We record it on video so we can see what our fingers were doing cuz sometimes we hear but we can't replicate, but when we see it we can remember faster. I love music. I wish music jobs paid better. Otherwise I would be a studio musician.
I want to do a real recording session of our songs sometime soon. Maybe put them on a CD and start handing it out or selling for real cheap. I also want to play gigs.
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If you are patient in one moment of anger, you will escape a hundred days of sorrow.
My younger cousin turned of age last week so I decided to take him to a club. They let us in but later kicked us out on suspicion of fake IDs. It was weird, 5 bouncers came by and checked our IDs at least twice. And they still weren't convinced that our IDs were real. Man, that's never happened to me.
We weren't exactly dressed all super nice so that could have given them the idea that these kids aint got no money to buy clothes which means they aint got no jobs which in turn means that they're not old enough. Whatever though. I'm over it. I like dressing comfortable.
Can't wait for the weekend. Goin' up to the Bay to visit some family. Relatives from Chi-town comin' to the west side too. I'm thinking I should bring my guitar cuz one of my cousins up there is an awesome musician and we always jam out for the longest times. It's hard to find good quality musicians and I've played with alot of people. I can honestly say that my cousin is in the top 3 of all musicians I've ever played with.
If heaven made him, earth can find some use for him.
So during break I was playing the guitar at my desk. No one was around and I wasn't playing that loud. Mr. Hot Shot comes back to our cubicle and sits in his seat and immediately turns around and politely asks me to keep it down. I obliged without hesitation but was a little weirded out by his request. So now I was playing way softer than I was before, which was already soft, and I look at what this fool is doing. I see this guy doing WORK during our BREAK. WTF? He asked me to keep it down so he could do work during our break. Next time imma just play hella loud and pretend that I can't hear him.
One time during our break he went on myspace so I checked out his page. The guy talks about being "seriously lonely". His pix are all super emo like he wants someone to feel sorry for him. He does seem very anti-social and only talks to us when he needs help. Me and the other 2 guys in our cubicle are always joking around and laughing it up and having a good time. And once in a while this guy will turn around and give us this look like we need to grow up or something. We'll joke around when one of messes up and say that you're gonna get fired or cut from the team. When we say that to him, it looks like he's gonna cry. I hate it when people get their feelings hurt when we're joking around. Then I start feeling bad and it eats me up inside.
I seriously wish we could trade this guy for someone else. I don't care who. I'll take the old lady. At least she jokes around with us too. She actually has a sense of humor....and she drinks piss all day. Not really, but she has this big ol' jug of apple juice everyday and it just sits on top of her desk and it looks like piss. Hahahahahaha.
How old would you be if you didn't know how old you were?
If somebody asked me that question, I think my answer would be 17. I'm 24 but by no means do I act like I am. I laugh and snicker at the stupidest things and people always wonder what drugs I'm on. I'm just high on LIFE and I'm enjoying myself to the max. I apologize for not being afraid of looking like a fool. Better than being King for a day than a Fool for a lifetime.
I've got nothing to lose. The only place left to go is up. I don't have talent or good looks or loads of money or whatever it is that girls look for. But I can say that I'm happy with what I have. I'm young, somewhat healthy, and full of energy. What more can you ask for?
He who asks is a fool for five minutes, but he who does not ask remains a fool forever.
Tonight is the draft for our Fantasy Football League. 2 years ago I ended up with the 1st pick and of course I chose LaDainian Tomlinson. I doubt I'll get the 1st pick again but we'll see what happens.
I slept at around 830pm last night. I was pretty damn tired. And I woke up at 5am this morning. I think this is the 1st time I've slept 8 hours on a weeknight.
Today at work they're having some kind of inspection/audit/security thingy going on so we gotta be on our best behavior.
There's this one fool who sits in my cubicle who thinks he's a hot shot. He tries to do all this stuff to make himself look good but he always messes up and he comes to us to try to help him fix it. He's kind of new so I don't expect him to go trying out all this crazy new stuff. Just stick to what we taught you and once you get that down, go ahead and try other stuff. The guys who have been here for a while try new stuff and that's fine cuz when they mess up, they know how to get back on their own.
Give a man a fish and you feed him for a day. Teach a man to fish and you feed him for a lifetime.
So my bowling team, the Money Shooters, are in 1st place in our league. We're running away with it. There are only two more weeks of bowling and if we lose every game here on out (which is virtually impossible), the worst we can do is tie for 1st. The team we play next week bailed on the league so that's an automatic 4 wins for us, thus securing 1st place all to ourselves.
The first week of bowling I averaged a 106. Shitty, yes I know. Last night I averaged a 141. Every team we play says I'm the most improved bowler of the league. We play each team 3 times so they've seen me play plenty of times. The team we played last night kept mentioning how I've learned how to hook the ball and how to control the hook when I pick up the spares.
My goal for the season is to break 200. The closest I got was a 192. I got two weeks left. If I don't break 200, this season will be a let down, even though my team is gonna get 1st place. My other teammates all have +170 averages. I want to be up there with them. I feel like I'm the weak link. I know I'm progressing and getting closer but I'm the type of person who needs instant gratification. I want it early and I want it often.
Since my team is called the Money Shooters, I had an idea for a shirt. Each of us have our faces on a dollar bill or something and have some cross hairs from a gun on our foreheads.
To be enlightened is simply to be absolutely, unconditionally intimate with this moment. No more. No less. - Scott Morrison
So Alexis called me last night out of the blue. I haven't talked to her for quite some time. I haven't seen her in an even longer time. We chit chatted and updated one another on our lives.Alexis treated me real good when I was spending alot of time with her. She treated me like a King and I made her my Queen. She called me everyday and it made me feel important, wanted, and loved. She filled that void in my life that I wasn't really looking for but gladly accepted. And I guess I fulfilled her needs cuz she kept coming back for more.
She was very family oriented and always invited me out with her family. It was a little awkward for me at first but her Mom and sister are pretty fun so it made things alot easier.
But anyways, she invited me to her new place this Saturday and she said she was gonna make dinner for us. Without hesitation I told her I would be there. Maybe I should have thought it out before I responded. Could this be a trap? I dunno but if it is I would probably fall for it more than once.
I kinda wanted her to be my girlfriend but I knew something about her that was preventing me from taking it to the next level. I won't talk about it on here but it kinda relates to an "honorable" thing and I still try to be a gentlemen, even though I'm an arsehole, and I respect the people that deserve respect. This was a situation that I have seen destroy people. I didn't want to get in the middle of it, even though I was already pushing the boundaries.
It's funny cuz one of my friends was asking what was up between me and her. I told him we were just chillin'. And then he responds with "I approve!" And I was all like "What?" And he said he approves of her being my girlfriend if I was gonna make her my girlfriend.
If you do something good, enjoy it, repeat it, and allow it to become a way of life.
I saw Superbad this weekend and it was awesome. It reminded me of the stupid crap we did back in high school and how much fun it was to be ignorant. Superbad is a little bit like American Pie being that they're graduating high school and trying to get laid. It has awkward humor and also plenty of perversion. I won't get into any details so I don't ruin it for all y'all. And I was trying to download it last night but I didn't find a good copy.
There's this girl named Tatiana that I've been hittin' up. I know I've mentioned her before and she absolutely slammin'!!!!. Now I've been calling her and she's been calling me and that sort of deal. I plan on taking her out sometime soon, maybe this week. The times that I've been out with her, it's been a group setting and we've gotten comfortable with each other. We'll see what happens when it's just the two of us. She's kinda in love with my camera. And my camera loves her. Let's just hope she likes the person behind the camera too.
What a difference a day makes. And also 3 gallons of liquids. I was drinking like a madman yesterday. I was also pissing like a racehorse. But I do feel alot better than compared to yesterday. I still feel a little disoriented but at least I know which way is up.
I wanted to go to sleep when I got home but I said I would help a friend out with his computer. I installed some programs and uploaded a bunch of stuff. When I got home I ended up watching The Prestige. It was a pretty damn good movie. It's about these two magicians who keep trying to outdo the other. I think it's set in the 18th century but it's good. I ended up sleeping around 1am last night.
My truck is out of commission. I was driving home and I stopped by the ghetto shop near my house to buy some new ghetto gear. They didn't have anything that good so I only bought hair ties. But when I was going home, my truck wouldn't start. So I had to call up my Pops to come by and jump the battery. We got home and I turned off my truck and tried to start it again but it wouldn't. All the lights turn on and the radio works so I dunno if it's a beat up battery or if the starter is jacked. Today I drove the X5 to work. It's so small compared to my truck.
This is Struedel Court. This song is called "Raindrops and Applesauce". Enjoy.
Does your mind wander when it wants to? Excercise discipline and control it, as a elephant keeper controls the elephant.
For the past week I've been getting these dizzy spells. I feel so helpless cuz they come at times when I doing something important, like driving. It's so scary cuz if I get super dizzy while I'm driving I might crash into a bunch of people. I'm glad that I've only gotten moderately dizzy while driving cuz I can still see somewhat straight. Moderately dizzy just feels like I'm on a boat rocking back and forth. Super dizzy is when the room is spinning like crazy. I've only gotten super dizzy a few times at home and once at work. But it feels like I'm moderately dizzy about 80% of my day. I do feel nauseous all the time and it makes me wanna yack. I haven't been able to eat that much either.
Today is Thursday and I bought Madden 08 on Tuesday. I have yet to play it. I would really like to play it today but I'm feeling like shit. I think I'll go straight to sleep when I get home.
I was talking to Mike about my dizzy spells and he said his wife has the same thing. He said that she had a high sodium intake and the salt was absorbing the liquid in her inner ear which is used for balance. When I went to the doctor for my back problems, he said that I had a high sodium intake and it causing the water in my muscles and skin to be tight. The doc said I needed to change my diet. I didn't do anything about it before but I will now. Now that it's affecting me dramatically.
I was driving on this crazy ass road that had a bunch of forks (NOT the eating utensil) and turns. There was one car ahead of me and one car behind me. The car ahead of me was driving a little under the speed limit. I was driving up close behind them to let them know to speed up just a tad. This car wasn't getting the hint so I just backed off. Now the car behind me was creeping close to me to let me know to speed up. So I sped up and got closer to the car in front of me.
Further down the road, the car behind me takes a different path when we reach a fork. I was relieved that I wasn't gonna be pressured to speed up if didn't want to. But I also wanted to keep following the car in front of me cuz I didn't know this road. The car ahead of me was my guide, my lead blocker.
We were driving for a really long time so I was getting tired. I put the car into cruise control and just relaxed. I was getting pretty sleepy but it felt like we were almost at oour destination so I kept on driving. The speed limit was 55mph. Cruise control was set at 45mph since the car in front of me was driving a little slow.
My eyes started to get heavy and I was losing sight of the car in front of me. It felt like I closed my eyes for one second and then the other car disappeared. I opened my eyes really big to see if I could spot it and just at that moment, I hit something.
That something turned out to be that car in front of me. It was so close in front of me that I couldn't see it since I was looking off in the distance. It was also didn't help that my huge ass truck was lifted and this car was a slammed, tiny ass 2 door. It's hard to see things directly in front of me when it's close to the ground.
I rammed this car and I saw it veer off to the side of the road and almost hit a tree. I pulled over to make sure the person was okay. When I got to the car, there were about 20 other cars there as well. All of them pulled over to see the damage. Apparently they were all witnesses and were talking about it when I got there.
I tried to explain myself to them but they saw everything that happened. I never got a chance to tell my side.....
I've been damn tired for the past month or two. Every time I'm driving to/from work/home, I feel like falling asleep. I can't help it. I've been getting the same amount of sleep that I normally do. 4-5 hours is good for me. But now, I'm getting the feeling that it's not. I can fully function throughout m day and do everything I normally but when I driving, that's when it hits me. When I have passengers, I'm fine cuz I have someone to talk to. But when I'm all alone, it's just too much. I blast my music, open all my windows, slap myself in the face and nothing works.
I've also been getting dizzy lately. When I was a kid, if I turned my head at a certain angle I would get dizzy. I think that's called Vertigo. And now it's come back. I'll be laying on my bed and I'll roll over to grab something from my dresser and I'll get dizzy. I got dizzy this morning when I was brushing my teeth and leaned forward and stuck my head under the sink to rinse my mouth. It's such a horrible feeling. It almost feels like I'm on a boat. Maybe I need to check the fluid in my ears cuz I heard that hearing problems lead to balance problems. And we all know that I have horrible hearing.
I also bought Madden '08 yesterday for PS2. I haven't played it yet cuz I had bowling last night and came home late. I probably won't get to play it until Thursday or Friday since I got music rehearsal tonight.
Speaking of bowling, we kicked ass last night. We won all 4 games. We were 5 points ahead of 2nd place last week and I think now we're 8 points ahead. We only have two more weeks of bowling left. If were lost all our games from here on out, we would still tie for first place. Since this season is gonna end, I'm thinking about joining Winter League bowling. I had plans on joining the Table Tennis Association after bowling season was done but I have some re-thinking to do.
My friend Jon made a good point this weekend when I asked him if he had bought something. He said "It's just not plausible at the moment. It's possible but not plausible for my budget." I like that. He kept it real. People always say I don't have money right now but I see them buy all these things and wonder how they can say that they don't have money. I usually just say that "I don't feel like buying it right now. I'll wait a little while." I don't really like to state that I don't have money. It's a lie. I don't like it when people lie.
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And I will NOT be eating lunch today. Instead I will be stopping by Best Buy to purchase Madden 08. I was sleeping about 4-5 hrs/night ever since I started working. Now I think I will only be getting 2 hrs/night. Thank you Madden.
If you don't remember something, it never happened.
I went out with some friends on Saturday and we threw down the gauntlet. We went out on a mission and by the end of the night, I must say that we succeeded. Nothing spells success like Mexican food at 4am. More specifically, tacos. And I won't mention what color they were. Hahahahahaha.
Sunday tailgating. I love it. I won't be going to Church again until the bye week. I kinda like the small intimate tailgating where I know everyone there over the ones with a grip of people and everyone is in their own little faction and nobody interacts. It was a little bit like that yesterday but I'm having fun no matter what. Alcohol helps break barriers.
Tonight I'm going to Sycuan again. My Mom wants me to take them. I think my Mom, Dad, Lola, and Uncle have been going every night since I took them on Friday. Winning is addictive.
I slept with a blanket for the first time in about 2 months. I didn't necessarily use it throughout the night but I had it. I usually sleep with the windows open, no shirt, no blanket, and the fan on. Last night I had the fan off. I might be getting sick. I feel weak today. I woke with a dizzy/nauseous feeling. I still have this feeling right now. Hopefully I don't yack. I hate yacking.
Tonight my Mom wants to go to Sycuan so I gotta drive them. It's gonna be my Mom, Dad, Lola, and my Uncle that's all gonna go. I know they're gonna be there for a while so I better bring some reading material and my camera so I go photo hunting.
I was watching the Discovery Health channel and they did this piece on sleep apnea. I've been told by numerous people that I have sleep apnea. For those of you who don't know, sleep apnea is when you stoop breathing in your sleep. It's like you skip a breath. But on the Discovery Health show, they said that people with sleep apnea have very vivid dreams. Sometimes I can hear my surroundings and they get incorporated into my dreams. I guess I'm not fully asleep but I'm already dreaming. I wish I saw the whole show but I only caught part of it.
Mike was telling me about his rule when he was still dating. It was 3 dates or $200 limit for each girl. If he didn't get any before that limit, he wouldn't even bother calling her back or anything. I thought it was funny. I don't have limits like that. I usually pick up the vibe from the start and I won't even bother if I don't feel that vibe.
I'm under the belief that on the first date, the girl knows if her panties are gonna drop for this guy. Maybe not tonight, but eventually.
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I went to Chargers Training Camp last night and it was pretty damn packed for a weekday practice. I guess since there was an autograph session before practice, people just stayed to watch.
But yeah, I am very impressed with our draft picks Craig Davis and Eric Weddle. Craig Davis was pcatching everything in sight and he has blazing speed. Eric Weddle is just a straight up ball hawk. He's in the right places at the right times.
We should book a hotel in Arizona for an early February trip ASAP. And in case you didn't know, the Superbowl is in Arizona this year/season.
Have you ever asked someone for something and they say "yeah"? And then you ask them again a week later and they make up some kind of excuse like "I didn't have time". And another week later you ask them again and they give you some other excuse. By the 3rd time I ask, I give up. In my head I know that whatever I asked for is not gonna come around.
I know people are busy and they have their priorities but I look at it this way: When my friends ask me for something and I'm busy, I'll tell that they might not get it for a while or I WILL MAKE THE TIME for them to get it. I would go out of my way for my friends. That's what friends do. Or at least in my eyes.
I'm not bitter or anything but it's just annoying. I can't be mad cuz being mad doesn't solve anything. And me nagging them about it makes me look like a whiny little bitch (which I might be).
Some things are fresh in your head and the things you ask for help enhance that memory or feeling or whatever. And when someone lags when you ask for something, the things that are running in your head are no longer fresh or have that same appeal as they did when you first asked for that something.
So last night I came home from bowling and I was all sweaty. I took off my clothes and tossed by the edge of my bed. I went to the living room and ordered some prints for my Mom's pix from Hawaii. This took about half an hour to upload onto the site and order them. Yeah, there were a good amount of pix. But when I was done, I went back into my room to chill and I noticed this huge ass cockroach just chillin' on top of my shirt by the edge of my bed. It was probably 4 inches long and I could hear it hissing. And I just stood there for about 10 minutes thinking about what I should do.
After I decided that I needed to kill, I took another 5 minutes planning my attack. I didn't care too much about the shirt so I could just smash the roach onto it. But my shirt was kinda thin so it's juices would seep through the shirt and go onto my bed. I didn't want that. So I determined that I would need to grab onto it and squeeze the living crap out of it.
So I now had my attack planned but it took me another 5 minutes to get enough balls to actually do it. Every time I took a step closer to it, it would move a little bit and then I would step back. This roach was playing mind games with me......and it was winning.
I slapped on a latex glove cuz I didn't want to crush the roach with my bare hands. I went for the grab but i didn't feel it in my hand so I just wrapped up the entire shirt into a ball, with my hand in the center, and went to the bathroom. I couldn't feel the roach in my hand so I didn't know if it was dead or not. I didn't want to open my hand and have the roach jump at my face so I went to the sink and turned on the water. I out my entire shirt, with my hand still in it, into the sink and filled it with water. I was gonna drown this mutha sucka. I held it under water for about 3 minutes or so and I finally opened my hand and took it out of the shirt. The roach wasn't in my hand so I started to squeeze the shirt.
After I felt confident that the roach was dead, I let the water drain and I opened up my shirt. Low and behold, the roach was in pieces smeared all over my shirt.
I was victorious last night. Headline: A 250 lb. man defeats a 5 oz. cockroach.
That was the question that John, the 40 yr old virgin, asked Shanel just a few moments ago. Right when I heard it I started laughing. I thought he was gonna say the usual response "cuz you've been runnin' through my mind all day!" or "my lap doubles as a pillow" or something equally as stupid.
He didn't say anything good. He was really asking the question. There is a reason why I am referring to him as 40 yr old virgin. He's probably in his mid 30's but I had to go to Seattle with him so I learned alot about him. Let's just say "screwball" and "nutcase" come to mind if you ask me to describe. And I mean that in the nicest way. But homeboy is a little demented. He probably thinks exactly the same about me. It's all good. We're on opposite spectrums. Life throws curve balls and sometimes you hit homeruns and sometimes you get hit by the pitch.
So I had 9 extra tickets to the Padres game on Saturday so I called up a bunch of friends. It was me, Ramon, Mari, Jay, Grace, Joel, Bobby, Aileen, Kevin, and Lani that all went. People had their own agendas so we had to just meet up at the stadium. We (me, Jay, Grace, Joel) got there at about the 2nd inning or so and we were just waiting for people. So we're waiting there and only Bobby and Aileen aren't there and we're anxious to get in. All of a sudden we hear a bunch of cheers. We realize that Barry Friggin' Bonds just blasted a homerun. And still no Bobby in sight. The homerun record gets tied and we're standing outside the stadium with tickets in hand. I was kinda pissed.
But the Padres won so it doesn't really matter.
I like going to games with my friends. It's fun even though we don't pay too much attention to the game.
Beware of the SWOOP! I would never risk friendship for pu$$y. Once a chump, always a chump.
Last night at the Strauss was pretty damn good. There were some choice hunnies and I had good company. It was me, Ramon, Scotty, Shanel, nad Ryan (my other co-worker, who I also went to school with) The free beer was some kind of pomegranate flavor and it wasn't exactly my favorite. But we ordered pitchers of Scotch Ale and Red Trolley so we were all good. The nachos are always superb and you can't go wrong some boneless buffalo wings.
After Strauss we hit up Scotty's house and played ping pong and beer pong aka beirut. Scotty impressed me with his ping pong skills. He gave me a pretty good challenge. I need to practice again cuz my skills have diminished greatly. My stamina is gone as well.
Oh, and we jacked a pepper shaker from Strauss so we could put in in my Diner but I left it at Scotty's house. I have this little bookshelf area next to my cubicle that I store a bunch of food in. It has bread, peanut butter, oatmeal, granola bars, beef jerky, hot chocolate mix, tea, apple cider mix, soda, chips, crackers, hot sauce, ice tea mix, top ramen, and much more stuff. It's like a little pantry at work. Everyone stops by and grabs stuff from it. And one of the girls decided to make a tip jar for me and now everyone drops in some loose change or whatever they have. Yeah, I like my pantry.
Free beer on the 1st Thursday of every month over at Karl Strauss in Sorrento Mesa. I've been to it once and it was pretty darn fun. I usually can't go cuz I gotta pick up my Mom from work but my family is in Maui so it's time to get faded!
My Uncle who came to live with us has been a big help around the house. He's picking up the slack that I can't do. My Mom wanted us to paint the house but we (me, my bro, and my Dad) all work so we can only out in time on the weekends. But my Uncle doesn't have a job yet so he's at home everyday just paintin' away. He's making us finish the job twice as fast.
NDE = Near Death Experience. On Monday I left work early cuz I wasn't feeling too good and I was hoping to beat the traffic. Traffic makes me sleepy. And not feeling + traffic = not a good deal. So anyways, I was on the 15 South ready to merge onto the 5 South when all of a sudden I felt those reflectors that seperate the lanes. When I looked up, I was about 3 feet away from crashing into the center barrier. I repositioned myself back onto the lane and looked into my rear view mirror. Everyone behind me was changing lanes to pass me up cuz traffic was going about 25-30 mph and I was going about 10 mph. It's a good thing I was going that slow too or else I would have hit the center barrier.
But I got home around 4pm and ate some food and rested a bit and then decided to go to sleep. This was around 5pm. I didn't wake up til the next morning at 5am. And I still didn't feel that good. I probably woke up around 20 times in that time span though. I still feel weird. Jetlag? Probably not.
