Friday night I did nothing but listen to music for like 5 hours. It was good. I need more inspiration. The more I write music, the more I need to listen to other music. I need to hear different things to keep my mind fresh.
Saturday was chill. I woke up hella late and I ran a bunch of errands. And I couldn't wait for the night. At around 8pm we headed down south to take the virgins for a good time. When we got there, I was offering to pay for them and all they had to do was pick which one they wanted. But none of them took the bait. Needless to say, they're still virgins. I tried to help out but there's nothing I can do for them. If you can't do a whore, you can't do a regular girl. They're just gonna have to do it on their own. We ended up leaving the whore house since they weren't gonna do it and we went to a regular strip club and they had the time of their lives there. I personally don't like strip clubs cuz I don't like getting worked up and not being finished off. If you're gonna get the soldier to stand at full attention don't leave him standing in full attention the whole night. Finish the salute so he can be at ease. But yeah, we left the strip club early since we were tailgating at the Chargers game the next morning.
Sunday morning took too long to get here. But Chargers season is here and that's all that matters. We got jacked from our usual tailgate spot though. People came early. The parking lot got packed quick too. We got to the stadium 10 mins later than when we usually get there and we find some other dude in our spot. Oh well. We just posted up next to him. But we had so much leftover food. I hate having leftovers. But I guess that's better than not having enough food.
The Chargers offense was looking stagnant the entire first half. A lot of dropped balls ,good defense by the Bears, and bad officiating. I'm glad Gates stepped up cuz he's on my fantasy team. The Bears held LT but we got the win so it doesn't matter. We had to beat 2 teams to get this win: the Bears and the Refs.
Looking forward to Taco Tuesday! =)
A gem is not polished without rubbing, nor a man perfected without trials.
Last night at the Strauss was pretty damn fun. It was Scotty, Mya, Roman, Shanel, Niki, Ramon, Karmen, Ryan, me, and April. Big ups to April for comin' out even though you didn't really know anyone there. I hope you had a good time cuz I sure did. That emptiness in my heart, that void in soul was filled yesterday when I got to see for the first time in a long time. I hope I don't have to wait that long to see you again. =)
After Strauss we hit up Scotty's place and we played ping pong while the others played Beirut (aka beer pong). Me and Scotty played one game and I realized I need to start practicing again. I also played Karmen and she's pretty good. She said she used to play all the time 10 years ago.
I didn't even drink that much last night but I was feeling weird when I got home. I took a shower and then watched highlights of the Colts-Saints game while I waited for my hair to dry. But I tried to sleep around 12 but I was feeling cold. So I put some clothes on and turned off the fan. I fell asleep for a little while but I woke up at 2am feeling all hot. I took my clothes off and turned tha fan back on but I couldn't fall asleep. I didn't fall alseep til 4am and I had to get up at 6am. What did I do during those 2 hours awake? I tried to fix my phone cuz my text message isn't working. I can receive messages but I can't reply to them. It was asking me to Define a Message Center Number. I didn't know what that meant so I did some research on it. I found something online and I put that message center number but I still haven't tried a text yet. I will later though.
....and I already took 3 dumps. I feel a 4th one coming but imma cork it and wait til lunch. What's for lunch today? I have 2 apples and an orange. I already ate one apple for breakfast. It was ok. It tasted a little old. I got them last weekend and I guess fruits only last a few weeks at the most. I'm trying to eat healthy sometimes. I feel like my back is taking the brunt of my weight and that's the reason for my back pains. If I'm carrying less weight, my back will be working less and therefore able to to maintain for longer periods of time.
Don't forget to set your lineups today since tonight is the first game of the season. I've been waiting for this since February. Not the fantasy football, but the real season. This is my favorite time of the year. It's kinda like Christmas but better. Being with my friends every week, grillin' it up in the parking lot, eatin' great food, watching the Chargers tear it up. There's not much more you can ask for.
Strauss tonight. Happy hour starts at 6pm but since tonight is Opening Kickoff, it's gonna be packed like fudge. We'll be getting there at 5:30pm(maybe earlier). I got to work this morning and was informed that 2 more people will be joining us. If we're seated at a regular table it's all booked but since we're gonna try to get there early we're gonna ask for a huge table so we can seat more guests. I'd like to get this huge table so April Joy can join us. I haven't seen her in a good while. I think since graduation and that was pretty much 2 years ago.
A child's life is like a piece of paper on which every person leaves a mark.
It's almost 3:30 and I've been pretty swamped all day. I'm ready to go home right now. My brain is fried and I feel like taking a nap. It also doesn't help that my side of the room has no AC. Boooo.
It's so hard for me to sleep at night. Open window, no blanket, no shirt, no shorts, fan on. I don't have AC at home....or at work. I do feel like I've lost 5 lbs. from sweating all day. But it's all water weight so imma gain it back quick.
I wanna be a house-husband and just raise the kids all day and clean the house and run errands. and cook and all that good stuff that housewives get to do. Who's up for my offer? I'm ready to start ASAP.
Hit up the Strauss in Sorrento for free beer tomorrow night. April Joy? I know you're not too far from Sorrento. 5:30pm. Be there. Aileen, I know you want my body but the only way you'll get me is if I'm drunk. This is your chance....
This past weekend, we stayed about an hour south of San Fran at my cousin's house. It was like a mini family reunion. We left Friday night around midnight and got there at 7am. I drove the whole way. I wanted to switch off with my bro at around 4am but he was knocked out cold. I tried to tap him to wake him up but no response. So I kept driving and bumpin' the jams helped keep me awake.
There was about 25 people sleeping in a 3 bedroom house. It was madness. And it was also an oven up there. The outside temperature was 105 during the daytime. It was really messing me up. The house was a cool 75 degrees or so and I kept having to go outside to get thing or put things away and the drastic temperature change really got to me.
It was good to see my family. My little cousins don't even remember me. And my grandma was really happy that my estranged uncle actually showed up. His wife took over the show and kind of pulled him away from the family. It's good to see that he grew some balls and showed up for a change.
All in all, it was a great weekend and I'm tired as usual. That means I'm back to my regular schedule.
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.
Shanel told me this morning that someone splattered dog poop on her car. They put some on her hood, roof, door handle and smeared it on her window. That sucks bigtime! I'd be hella pissed if someone did that to me. And as angry as I am about what someone did to her car, I also find it a little bit funny. I know, I'm an arsehole but I'm the kind of person who will put a booger under your light switch if you piss me off. Flip the light on and we're even! Hahahahahaha. But I won't do it for no reason.
Today I have an appointment with a physical therapist. My back has been hurting for a while and now that I'm going to go see someone about it, my back doesn't hurt anymore. Just my luck, eh? I hate going to any kind of doctor. It seems like such a waste of time. When I go in for pain, they don't even do anything to me to determine what kind of pain it is. All they do is ask me a bunch of questions and based on my answers is their diagnosis. I don't explain things very well, as you may have noticed in my blog posts. Ha.
I didn't comb/brush my hair for 9 days. I went to Maui and forgot to bring a comb or brush. I could have easily bought one at the market but I was going into the water everyday so I didn't bother. My hair was starting to clump and tangle aka "dread". I kinda liked how it looked. But this morning my hair was bothering me so I combed it. My hair is back to original form except it does look a little bit browner than usual. It also feels a bit thicker. Maybe that's what ocean water does to hair?
....and it doesn't feel good. I don't wanna be back. Maui no ka oi! Maui is the best! I can't even describe how the trip went. I did end up taking 1426 pictures throughout the entire trip. Hahahahaha. My friends said they haven't even taken that many pix in their whole life. I'll post some pix later. I'm hella tired and I wanna go back to sleep.
It's mutha fuckin' 10:34pm in Maui right now and I'm fuckin' faded. I probably took like mutha fuckin 10 shots of mutha fuckin Patron mutha fuckers! I had about 15 beers too. We're all mutha fuckin drunk like bitches and I decided to write a mutha fuckin blog ass entry mutha fuckers! Fuck man. My heart is pounding like a motha fucka. My face is mutha fuckin purple and Grace is about to yack on my pants. She said if I took the final mutha fuckin 3 shots of Patron on my own she would yack on my mutha fuckin pants and shit. I was whip out my mutha fuckin dick but she didnt want it. I was fuckin ready yo. I just slapped Mari on the ass and shit is nuts. All of us are mutha fuckin drunk and talkin mad shit and doiong some crazy ass shit mutha fucker. This is day 1 bitches. We're here for 7 mutha fuckin days mutha fuckers. We need to find some fuckin Maui bitches. I need to fuck some of these damn bitches.
It's now mutha fuckin 10:43pm and shit and I just took another mutha fuckin shot. Im outties bitches....
Today is my Friday. I leave for Maui tomorrow morning. Yaye! I'm super excited. I tried to pack last night but I couldn't. I don't know what to bring. So far all I packed was 7 swimming trunk, 7 boxer briefs, and that's it. That's pretty much all I need. Hahahahaha. I'll put in a couple shirts today. I also have to find out what to wear to the wedding.
Tonight is the battle for 1st place in Bowling League. Right now we're 1 point behind 1 st place and tonight there will be a new 1st place team. I'm stoked about this game. Too bad imma miss next week's game cuz I'll still be in Maui.
There's a first time for everything. Today marks the first time I came into work on a Sunday. It's also the first time I worked 7 straight days and each of those days being 10 hours each. We got deadlines. And I'm leavin' for Maui on Wednesday.
Last night I watched Transformers for the first time. I must say that I am infatuated with Megan Fox. And I also really liked the movie. I wasn't expecting it to be as funny as it was. I thought it'd just be an action movie but I should have expected it knowing that Even Stevens aka Shia LaBeouf was the star.
It's a Saturday morning and I came into to work at 5:30am. Why? Let's just say I need the money. *keep in mind that I'm hourly and not salary* Me and my bro have been looking for houses. Well, my bro has and I've been going along for the ride. Yesterday my Uncle came from the Philippines to live with us. My house is pretty crowded. My Auntie and her kids are next. My Mom says that once my Uncle gets a job, they're going to get an apartment but I don't see that happening anytime soon.
I might comein to work tomorrow also. Sundays are double pay if you come in on a Saturday. The actual terminology states that the 7th straight day of work is considered double pay so it doesn't have to be on a Sunday.
Two days ago I was given the task of training some more people. It's kinda hard since I gotta find and assign the work for my group but I haven't been able to do so since training takes up alot of time. I handed off some of my duties to one member of my group and she's doing a superb job. She's doing even better job than I am. I joke around with her and say that I relinquish my title as group focal and I'm handing it off to her. This is a good thing though cuz I'm leaving for Maui next week and I'm going to have her take charge.
I won't be blogging for another week or two.
Things to cross off the list: [x] 8GB Memory Card [x] New lens (Sigma 10-20mm f/4-5.6) [x] Lens filter
Last night we got butt raped in Bowling League. The team we played against had a 100 handicap above us. We were 1 point away from 1st place but we lost games last night and won only 1. Luckily the team in 1st place also had an off night and they lost 3 and won 1. So basically we are still in the same spot. Next week we play the team in 1st place. It will be an awesome game. I totally think we can take them. I think we split the games the first time we played. We won 2 and they won 2. This time I think we can win all 4. I've been getting better every week and the other guys on my team are 200 bowlers. I'm at around 130 but it's been getting higher every week. I started at around 105 and in 8 weeks I went up 25. We have 7 weeks left in the season so I think I can be at 150 by the end.
So tomorrow night is Ernie's Bachelor Party. I need to stop by the bank today and get $50 in ones. I also need to take out like $400 so I can pay the bodyguard to let me take pictures. If you haven't heard about my plan yet, ask me about it. Hahahahahah. I'm evil. But only a true friend would attempt this.
So the job that got offered to me was basically an intern position where I do bitch work and get paid very little and basically get raped all day. So I turned the offer down. Plus it was also in Burbank. The only way I'm gonna move is if I'm getting paid like 80-90K. That's not the case so I'm staying put. Plus the fact that my best friend works here is an incentive to stay. The reason I wanted to leave was because I basically do admin asst work and I get paid close to what an engineer would get paid.
Whatever.
So I went to HOB last night and took some pix of some bands. There was a band that I really liked. They're called The Armada. They kinda sound like old-school Dredg, my fav band. But yeah, my camera lens suck in low-light situations. I gotta get my ass better lenses. And my memory card was crapping up on me too. It kept giving me errors when I'd try to take pix. It's officially time to buy some new gear. On the list is: 1) wide angle lens (Sigma 10-20mm) 2) faster memory card 3) external flash 4) remote trigger 5) spy lens (hahahahahahahahahaha, you'll laugh too when you see this)
I got an email on Tuesday from Goodrich saying I didn't get the job. It is now July and I interviewed for them on May 4th. They said they would get back to me in 2 to 4 weeks. It took them 2 months. I was calling them every week too for an update. Ha. Oh well.
But just right now, maybe 10 mins ago I got a voicemail message on my cell from another Aerospace company and apparently Goodrich referred me to them. I'll give them a call back when I get on break and see what the commotion is all about. *crosses fingers*
I wish they would have just given us a 5 day weekend since July 4th is on a Wednesday. People ain't gonna be comin' in Thursday! That's a fact. Might as well as given us Friday off too since they know people will be drunk and hungover and all that.
Well, I wrote a new song called Spanish Rose. Give it a listen here. I'm very proud of all the songs on there. It makes me happy to be able to write and play music again. I felt like a part of me was missing. Now I feel whole again. That was gay but oh well.
I took off my braids yesterday after having it in for 7 days. It felt like my head was gonna explode. I guess since the braids were all hella tight and they kept my scalp in tension, when I took them off my whole head felt numb. My scalp was so sensitive. It hurt when I combed my hair. And with stroke of the comb, it seemed like 20 hairs would come out with it. I probably lost 5% of my hair. I also have these red bumps on the back of my head from where the braids were too tight.
My friend who braided it for me said she never braided anyone's hair so tight. It's cuz my hair is so thin and I didn't complain at all that it was tight. It felt good when she was braiding it. It hurt when I slept though. I got about 3 hours of sleep a night cuz my head was killin' me.
Today my head still hurts. I wanna tie it up but I don't want my hair being pulled.
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?
So pretty much my computer has gone to crap. I was angry at first but I'm not so much anymore. I'm on the computer way too much anyways. Just sittin' on my rump all day long.
I called Goodrich yesterday to see where my standing was. They said that they're still conducting interviews so they haven't made a decision yet. I expected the lag. I gave my resume in October, I got a phone interview in February, and I got my face-to-face interview in May. I'm expecting a response in late July. It's all good though cuz I got hired now I wouldn't be able to go to Maui. I kinda also want to go to Europe and see the world like my bro did last month.
I found a new way to blog at work. I'm typing all this crap up in Notepad so it makes it looks like I'm taking some notes for something and then I just log in for minute on my blogger and do a copy and paste and now it doesn't look like I'm online all the damn time.
Oh, I just remembered something that pissed me off. Last week I was with my friends and we met a few bitches (there is a reason I refer to them as such, keep reading). Well, we were conversating and all that jazz when all of a sudden one of these bitches asked me "What do you guys eat in China?" Hearing that comment made me want to give her the evil eye but I was shocked and all I could give her was a look of disbelief. I know I have chinky eyes and all but she could have at least asked where I was from first. But yeah, my friend saw my look of disgust and he answered for me saying "We cook actual dogs and we barbeque cats..." and that bitch got what she wanted to hear. She was all like "Yeah, I heard you guys eat dogs and cats and all kinds of animals." I didn't really talk for the rest of the night. I apologize for referring these females as bitches but if they had my respect I would refer to them as ladies.
So my bro decided to download some crap on my computer and it ended up having all these viruses and trojan horses and what not and now my computer is all out of whack. A bunch of the paths got re-written and when I try to open up programs it gives some error like it can find it or some crap like that. When I got home around 10 last night, my bro was all like "Man, you got alot of viruses on your comp!" And I was all like "Dude, I just did a scan on friday and I'm good." So I did some research and found that the viruses got launched at 6:51pm on 5/29/07. That was yesterday and at that time I was in the 4th frame of the 1st game in Bowling League. Lesson: be careful where you download from. If it's too easy, there's something wrong. If it aint rough, it aint right.
I learned some life lessons this weekend. I was always under the impression that "what you don't know won't hurt you." This was in reference to a significant other who was creepin'. Well, it happened to a friend of mine and I never understood the psychological repercussions until she told the story of her experience. It got me very angry because of how it occurred. It was also very reminiscent to my actions, I was just always on the other end of the spectrum(of course, me being a guy). Whenever I met a girl and she said she had a guy, I always said "it don't matter cuz he aint here." But the question was posed on me, "What would you do if your girl cheated on you but had enough morals to tell you about it firsthand instead of letting you hear about it from someone else.?" I had no response when they asked me this. The only answer I came up with is to cheat on her and let her know how it feels to be in my position and then see if we still stand in the same place.
Life lesson: One night of pleasure doesn't equate to a lifetime of happiness. A bad decision doesn't make you a bad person. There's room to learn, there's room to grow. I'm doing both everyday.
You had the right idea. The Golden Rule. Karma. They all work the same. I'll try to remember that at all times. Sometimes we learn the hard way.
Friday: Bachelor Party. I aint never been to one before so I didn't know what to expect. It was madness. I never knew all these things occurred and no bride should ever know what goes on during one of those. I wonder if Bachelorrette parties have that kind of craziness? I doubt it but you never know nowadays. Let's just say that we were all sore the next day. *Choo choo*
Saturday: Grad party. Best friend Ramon finally had his grad party and once again it was mayhem. Ended the night playing poker but we didn't have money so we played with shots. Loser of the hand had to down a shot. I lost on purpose. Lol. First hand I went all in and lost. I'm not a poker player nor a gambler. I'm also not a drinker. So I knew if i kept playing and losing I would be taking more shots. So I bet it all at once and took one shot and was done for. Smart move by me since I had to drive. Ha.
Sunday: Family parties and things of the sort. Not too much fun but that's what happens when you grow up.
Monday: Landscaping and graden work. My Mom had my Dad, my bro, and me build a greenhouse for her garden. It took us a while but it was cool. That's our family bonding experiences. We're always building something. I guess that's why me and my bro are engineers. We were trained from an early age. My mom always had us watching what our Dad was making. My Dad built alot of the stuff around the house/backyard/frontyard. And after the greenhouse was built I went shopping for a Wedding present. I ended up buying a beer dispenser since my friend brews his own beer. And after shopping me, Jay, and Grace watched Club Dread. It's made by the guys who made Super Troopers and Beerfest. I love every movie those guys make. It was like my 10th time watching it and was Jay and Grace's 1st time. There's this new movie coming out called Balls of Fury and it's a ping pong movie. For those of you who don't know, I'm all about ping pong.
Oh yeah, last night my bro bought a MacBook. If it can't run the CAD software he uses for work, we're gonna trade laptops. But I'll still give him money for it since I kinda make more than him but you didn't hear that from me. $600 + my laptop in exchange for his MacBook seems like a good deal to me. I just wanna play with GarageBand and the video programs on the MacBook. =)
Yesterday when I got home from work, I decided to take a nap in the living room. I knew if I took a nap in my room I would be too comfortable and then I wouldn't wake up until the morning.
So a crazy thing happened to me while I was napping. It seemed like I was fully awake and totally conscious but I couldn't move my body. I could hear the conversation my Mom was having with my Lola and my Dad was listening and would make some remarks every so often. I could even hear myself snoring. I knew exactly where my Mom was sitting and where my Lola was too. My Dad would get up since he was cooking and sit back down on the chair behind the sofa where I was napping. It was like I had an outer body experience where I could see and hear everything around me but the people there didn't know I was there. The weirdest part was hearing myself snore. I realized that my snore isn't a nasal one but more of my tongue dropping into my throat and causing some vibration which produces the snore sound. There is no way a person can hear themselves snore.
When I woke up, my Mom and Lola were still talking about the same thing.
Has anybody out there ever had an experience like this?
I haven't had much energy for the past month. I mean, I still go out and do the things I would normally do but my body feels drained. Everything I've been doing has been at half power. I have no idea what's going on with me.
I think a change of scenery would be nice.
I feel like setting up my drumset and just bashing away. I haven't played since December. I think it's time I hop back on.....
Imma be in Maui from 7/18-7/25. Been lookin' at flights and what not. With my work discount (since I work for an airplane company) it's only $15 cheaper than if I go to Travelocity or something of the sort. Since I will be cruisin' around with no shirt, I am officially on a diet. Today all I ate was a bunch of carrots and celery and a little bit of broccoli. We'll see how long I can last. I'm not gonna be eating rice again. Just like Lent. Ha.
I asked for the days off at work but they haven't responded. If they don't give it to me, imma just bounce. It's time for me to do things my way.
I'm going to Jay's graduation ceremony tonight. I've known Jay since kindergarten. He's one of the few friends who calls me Erick. Only my family calls me Erick but I consider Jay family. Out of my group of friends that I normally hang out with only Jay, Kevin, and Ramon are the ones that call me Erick. Those guys are my closest friends. Ernie calls me Erick too but I don't really talk to the guy anymore.
But yeah, Jay is graduating tonight and I'm proud of the guy. The stuff he had to go through with his family and the financial struggles. I'm sure his Mom didn't expect to see this day but she was always hoping. I knew he had it in him. The best way I could describe is Jay is that his talent supersedes his desire.
She has my heart in her hand at the moment. If you saw her, you'd think I'm crazy. But I got news for ya, I am crazy. I'm unconventional and I like it that way. There's something about that twang in her voice....
"The first and last breath don't matter. It's all the ones that are in-between"
I had this wicked dream on Saturday. I wish I had written down the details for it cuz I can't remember it anymore. But I kept waking up throughout the night. The dream felt so real and then I would go back to sleep and the dream would continue where I left off. I probably woke up 5 times. The only reason I know that I woke up was because I saw my clock each time. I don't recognize time when I'm in my dreams.
I bought this guitar and I gave it to my Mom for Mother's day. She started playing it and trying to remember the songs she knew back in the day. She knew one song and we played it. I played piano while she sang and played the guitar. We did this for about half an hour and then her fingers started to hurt and she said she didn't want to play anymore. She also said I could keep the guitar since I'm the one who plays the most. Ha.
So Imma be goin' to Hawaii in July for my (former best)friend Ernie's wedding. Even though I don't approve of it, I still support him. This could possibly be the last time I see or speak to him. It's sad but it's life. For those of you who don't know the story, Ernie was my neighbor and best friend since we were 3 years old. He went to the Naval Academy for college and came back a different man. He became my hero. All the stories he told me about the things he did and all his encounters and that inspired me to be a different man. But soon after he came back he met this girl who had a big effect on him. He stopped drinking, he stopped going out, he stopped being around us. Basically he stopped being our friend. We would call him to go out and he would say "Oh man, you gotta give me two days in advance." What kind of crap is that? We always call each other up for last minute plans. If you can't go, then don't go. If you can, we'll see you there. No big deal. But being friends isn't like being at work where you have to ask for days off in advance. I dunno, maybe I'm selfish but I feel like I got my friend taken away from me. There's more to the story but I'm getting angry and I'm still at work. Peace.
For the next month and a half, my Tuesday nights will consist of me being at the bowling alley in the Navy base on 32nd St. Me and my cousin joined a bowling league. I've been wanting to ever since last year but I didn't want to join alone. My cousin finally has the time to join and now we're all up on that mug. So far, there's 6 teams that consist of 4 people each. There were 40 people that signed up but only a little more than half have showed up. I think next week more people will come. It's cool cuz we get 2 tickets each to 4 Padres games. Everyone in the league will sit the same section and we'll just have a blast. Some of the guys that I tailgate with at the Chargers games are in the league too. So it's basically just another excuse to hang out. Speaking of which, I need to go out and buy a pair of bowling shoes. When I worked at K-Mart we sold these bowling shoes that looked like skater shoes so imma go out and see if they still sell it. I hate those two-tone bowling shoes at the alley. Hahahaha.
I wanna join the Table Tennis Association also. They have that at Balboa Park and tournaments are every Thursday night. I was moving up the rankings last year and I stopped by a couple times this year but I only watched.
On May 20, there's gonna be the Bay Bridge Walk that I want to participate in. It's a charity event that helps raise funds for Quality of Life programs for Navy personnel. It's a 4 mile distance that starts at the Convention Center through the Coronado bridge and all the way to Tidelands Park(right by the golf course) in Coronado. I was gonna sign up but I realized that some of my friends are graduating on that day so I might not get a chance to participate in it. I'll find out for sure what the ceremony dates are. Well it's not like any of my friends came to my ceremony so we'll see if I feel like going to theirs. I remember me and April Joy waited so we could be the last ones to be announced. Hahahahaha. That was fun.
For the past few weeks I have been walking around in alot of pain. Take that literally. I was cutting my toe nails and I cut the corner of the big toe too short. Well, when it started growing it grew under the skin since I cut it too short. So everytime I took a step I felt all pressure of the nail pressing against the skin. It felt like someone was sticking a needle under my toenail and stabbing me everytime I took a step.
So last night I decided to try to get rid of that ingrown toenail. I sliced open the skin and went to pry the nail out. I sliced open the skin just fine. It didn't hurt too bad. But trying to get the nail out was excruciating. It took me about 35 mins to get it out. I had to stop every 5 mins or so cuz the pain was unbearable. Everytime the tweezer came into contact with the nail, I felt all the pressure. The skin around the nail was so tender since it was freshly opened. The nail itself was small so it was hard to grab it. All I would grab was skin and it hurt so bad. It was also hard to see where the nail was cuz blood and puss kept oozing out.
I finally got the nail out and now it doesn't hurt as much when I take a step. I can still feel the skin since it's still open. Right now, the corner of my toe is all purple. It looks pretty nasty but it feels so much better than before. The pain endured during the removal process was so worth the end result.
This is such a good life lesson: Endure the pain and enjoy the pleasure. The greatest pain will NEVER compare to the greatest happiness.
I had my interview at Goodrich this morning. I decided to call in sick....wait, I emailed in sick today. Hahahahaha. I was pretty damn nervous when I was waiting in the lobby for my interview to start. It was crazy cuz when I was entering the gate, my name wasn't on the list for interviewees so I thought maybe they forget to give my name to the guards. So I check in with the recpetionist and my name isn't on the list either. So they contact HR and they set up a room for me to go in.
When I went into the room, there were 3 people there to interview me. The HR chick was pretty slammin'. Ha. They didn't have my resume and luckily I printed one out before I left. They were pretty impressed with my resume when they were looking over it. That calmed me down quite a bit to see their faces. I guess CATIA is a pretty big deal and I'm using the newest version so I'm one step ahead of the game.
They asked alot about my current job and everyone I talk to seems to be impressed about it. They did grill me with some technical questions that I was somewhat prepared for. They even had a paper with a picture of two plates being held together by a bolt and asked me questions about that. They asked me stuff about 4 different matreials and their properties and I couldn't remember so I responded with "Well, with the proper resources I can go out and find the correct answer." and one of the guys interviewing me said he liked that answer. Hahahahaha.
And Angela, my senior project partner, passed by the room I was being interviewed in and I said I knew her. So they brought her into the room and we all just started joking around. They were comfortable with Angela and So was I so that made things so smooth. It brought out the lighter side of the interviewers and myself. My question session probably lasted as long as my interview. I decided to grill them with questions now and they would respond with "Well, that's a good question. Bill do you want to handle that?" Hahahahaha. And they kept passing it on to the next person cuz they didn't really have good answers for me. I asked them "What they enjoy most out of the job?" and one of the guys responded "I get to work with Aimee!" Aimee is the HR chick who's pretty slammin'. Hahahahah. We all started cracking up after that.
Well, after the interview was done Angela walked out with me to my car and we chatted for a bit. She said her interview was like that too. It was pretty casual with a few technical questions thrown in but they get just want to get a feel for your personality and see if you can work in that environment. That was probably the funnest interview I've been to.
It took me 8 minutes to get there. I hope I get this job.
My bro is back from Europe and he brought me back some crazy shirts. I don't really understand them and I guess you had to be in Europe to really get a feel of what the shirt is about but they're cool. XL is Europe is slightly smaller than XL here cuz the shirts are skin tight on me. Hahahahaha. I guess that means I just have to drop a few pounds. I need to. Out of the 40+ shirts I own, only 15 fit me good. The rest are getting tighter everyday.
It was weird not having my bro around. The house was just too quiet. I like there to be noise. When it's too quiet I can hear my own thoughts and they scare me. Yeah, I'm weird like that.
On Thursday I have a follow up doctor's appt. for the pain I've been having in my elbow, wrist, and fingers. I blamed it on all the computer work I've been doing but I'm pretty sure it's from playing drums. But I haven't played drums since December and I think the computer is just aggravating an old injury. So I guess that applies as an on-the-job injury. And the only reason I played drums in Decmeber is because they asked me to play for the the X-mas program we had at work. And now I have all this worker's comp paperwork to fill out and I don't really want to do that.
I should also do some studying before my interview at Goodrich on Friday. When I had my phone interview, they grilled me with some technical questions and caught me off-guard. They asked me shit from like 2-3 years ago that I studied in school but have never actually used. Shit like factors of safety and material properties and explanations of structures like why this has that type of shape. I hope I get this job since it's like 10 mins away from my house and that means no traffic for me! Yaye! I don't mind being in my car for 50 minutes cuz I get my groove on with some music but I'm pretty sure this job will pay more than my current job.
I almost cut my hair for this upcoming interview but I decided that my hair is at a decent length when I can still comb it pretty boy styles. I did shave off my goatee which I have been growing for the past 9 months or so. It was about 3 inches long and I could almost braid it. I shouldn't have shaved it but oh well. I hate having to conform to society's standards.
