I found this site, , that shows you how to make wallets out of money. I think imma try it sometime this week. How sweet would it be for you to be pulling out a wad of cash from a wad of cash. Hahahahahaha. Maybe I'm the only one who finds that entertaining.
I've had some doubts about myself and my abilities as of late. Some things just aren't falling the way I want them to and I know what I need to change but I just can't bring myself to do it. Being in a comfortable spot is NOT always a comforting thing. You gotta be on your toes at all times or else you become complacent.
I don't think I've practiced for Struedel Court in over a month now. Things just keep coming up and I keep pushing things back. Maybe I don't wanna do this right now? Music is my life. I really enjoy it, but there are other things that I'm enjoying more. Another one of my flaws: not keeping my eyes on the prize. I have a wandering eye and it's also very greedy. Instant gratification is what I need and nothing can stop me.
The new year is coming and I want to end this year off right so I can keep that vibe going into the next one.
I really want to get into all the full details of this trip but I can't. All I can say is that I went down there with something in mind and plans changed a little but I still had fun. The whole coworkers/keeping it professional deal went out the window. I mean, we'd go out and have fun but not his kind of fun. This is a throwback to the college years. Madness. Good times. And plenty of incriminating photos.
We're doing a tribute to a couple of CDG employees who passed away this year and we're playing their favorite songs at this year's X-mas Luncheon. One of the songs we're playing is "Let It Be" by The Beatles. Now I was thinking what song is my favorite? I can't think of one song that I listen to over and over.
Growing up, I was listening to everything my parents were listening to. Kenny Rogers, Dolly Parton, Eagles, Freddie Aguilar. etc. I know in 7th grade, Green Day opened my ears to different styles. It always pop, or folk songs, or disco, or whatever that I was listening to. Now I listened to punk, rock, metal, everything of the sort. Today if you looked through my ipod you would find country, jazz, drum 'n bass, pop, punk, rock, metal, hip hop, R&B, and way more different genres.
Tomorrow we leave for Rosarito. We're all comin' in to work early so we can leave early. Me, Ramon, Ronnie, Marcos, Shanel, Karmen and Vanessa. The same people who roll to Strauss. These are my favorite people at work. We're all young (except Ronnie the grandpa) and looking to have fun.
It's gonna be madness. I just wanna see what everyone is like when they're super faded. Cuz we all know the truth comes out when you're faded. I will be bringin' my camera along but only the people on the trip will get to see the pix. I might post some of the sober pix, but I'm anticipating very few of those.
There's this new girl at work, Andie. She has a pretty slammin' body and she dresses all nice everyday. I invited to Rosarito but she already had plans. So I invited her to Strauss next week and she seems up for it. We'll see how faded she gets. Muahahahahaha.
I'm in the X-mas band again at work. This year is gonna be so much funner. I can feel it. I held back a little last year cuz I didn't know how they would respond to my style of play. It's only me and the guitarists that are the same. We have 2 new singers, a new bass player, and another guy who plays keyboard and guitar. I wanted to do all uptemp, rockin' songs but we have alot of old people who work here so we have to put in a couple of old, regular, slow X-mas songs.
I went shopping on Friday and I guess after all the food we ate on Thursday, the shirts I bought had to be one size bigger. Not good. I've actually been munching all week since we had a potluck at work and my cousins came into town and we went to Barona buffet and Thanksgiving and leftovers. Too much leftovers. I think I gained 10 lbs. this week. I stopped weighing myself a while back but I can feel it in my knees. Not good.
*Playing drums *Playing guitar *Playing ping pong *Watching football *Taking pictures *Hot girls *Taking pictures of hot girls *Hot girls who like to pose for pictures
It's now 3:22am and I am officially 25 years old. I just got home from a night out with the fellas and it was a damn good night too. Let's just say that we met up with some hunnies and they were some wild ones. So wild that I'm hurting in places I didn't think could hurt. I am extremely dehydrated from the amount of drinking we did and the amount of sweating I did.
So I came home from work yesterday and I was beat. But I was also hungry. So I decided to eat before I did anything else. After I finished eating, the Chargers vs. Colts game was on NFL Replay and I wanted to hear the commentary, since I was at the game, so I watched that. So I was watching the game and I started feeling sleeping, from the food and from being tired/sick. So I went to my room for a little nap. This is probably around 6 or 7pm. I woke up at 1am. Right when I woke up, I saw my camera and knew I messed up bigtime. There goes project 365. I dunno if imma start it back up or what not. I feel a little dejected right now.
So I met with my friend Kiko, who works over at Circle K, and we were shootin' some shit and he asked if I was still kickin' it with Alexis. Alexis is the girl who I spent alot of time with last year. I got a new job and she got a new job so our schedules got off track and we just never had any time when we were both free to go and see one another. I would see her maybe once every couple months or something and then it just faded. I would call and she'd be busy and vice versa. So the calls became less and less frequent. But anyways, back to Kiko. We were talking about Alexis and he asked when was the last time I saw her. I said it's been maybe 6 months or longer. And he said he ran into her recently and apparently she had gotten into an accident. He said her face was all busted and stitched up and she lost all her teeth. He was telling me they had to fly a chopper in to get her to the hospital ASAP. That is so nuts. I feel like an arsehole cuz I never kept in touch with her. I never made the effort. I am an arsehole. =(
Now if you walked by and just heard that portion of the conversation it would sound a little weird. So what was the conversation really about? I was parked in a tight parking spot and it was hard to get into the passenger side.
Stupid? Yes. But the littlest things never cease to amaze me.
Oh yeah, hi. Don't expect anything from this. I just felt like writing about it. That is all. Move along now. Nothing to see here.
I wasn't feeling good all of last week but yesterday's victory over Denver made everything all right. The Chargers are back. That's what I was expecting right out of the gate. Now I hope we can continue this every week. The only loss I might be expecting is on Nov. 11 when Indy comes to town. The reigning SuperBowl Champs. If we beat them, my trip to Arizona will be set.
I'm starting to feel better. I can eat regular food now. I was limiting myself to soft foods and mainly liquids cuz of the pain but I'm good now.
My backyard is setup to where I can play ping pong all the time now. Before I would have to fold up my table and put it to the side when I wasn't playing. Now it's just out there ready to be played on at all times. That makes me happy.
I tossed my line and she took the bait. Now all I gotta do is reel her in.
I'm not too sure the Strauss was a good idea last night. I mean I had a lot of fun but I shouldn't have drank any alcohol, not at the state that I'm in right now. My drive to work was a nightmare this morning. I kept opening my window in case I was gonna yack. I'm not hungover or anything. I only had 2 beers and I wanted to yack after the first one. But Karmen and Shanel kept pouring beer down my mouth. One girl holding me down, the other pouring beer down my mouth. How can I resist? I might post pix later. Maybe.
Man, hanging with Ronnie last night was comedy. He says the craziest shiite you will ever hear. And he's not just making stuff up, he's telling me real events. He showed pix. I believe every word he now says. Let's just say he does things right. Imma keep hanging with him. I only had a good right hook. Now he's showing me the 1-2 combo. He's showing me the ropes. The Game has begun.
My stomach was churning so I started drinking a lot of water and I ate an orange. It didn't really help. I'm kinda hungry but I don't wanna eat cuz I don't want to have that crappy feeling while I'm at work. I tried taking a dump here but nothin' was comin' out. I should have brought the Mylanta and Rolaids to work. I'm not gonna eat for the whole day. I don't wanna yack while I'm here. I'm also really tired since I barely slept. I might leave at lunch. We'll see how I feel....
I must have ate something bad cuz last night was one of the worst nights ever. I started getting sleepy around 830pm but my stomach was hurting. It almost felt like I got kicked in the sack cuz there was pain in my lower abdomen. I tried eating some fruit to help settle my uneasy stomach but that made things worse. And I remembered when I was a kid and my stomach was hurting, my Mom would make me some tea and that always made me feel better. So I tried that out but I still felt the same. I tried to go to sleep but the pain was keeping me awake. I was sweating like crazy just lying in my bed. I got up and went to the bathroom to try to take a dump but nothing was coming out. And it really felt like I needed to take a dump. I could feel whatever I ate just sitting in my stomach. Because it wouldn't go down, all my food came back up.....twice. I yacked hard, it came out with so much velocity that it hurt. So I decided to drive to the store to pick up some Pepto or Mylanta, or something. But it was almost 2am already and all the stores were closed. So the only place I knew that was open was the gas station and I cruised through there and turns out that my friend Kiko works there now. I was telling him about what I was feeling and he said he something similar a few weeks ago and recommended some Rolaids. So I picked up some Rolaids and Mylanta and I took both of them. I thought it was gonna be instant relief but the pain was still there and I still couldn't take a dump. I decided to just lay on my bed until I fell asleep. I didn't really sleep at all. I would fall asleep for 10 mins and then wake up for 30 mins and so on. I saw every hour on the clock last night/this morning. When my alarm clock went off at 530am I felt better. But right when I stood up I felt the pain again. So I decided to try to take a dump again for like the 20th time. This time it actually came out so the Mylanta and Rolaids did work. My stomach felt so much better after that. It still hurts a little and my throat still hurts from throwing up but I'm here at work when I didn't think I'd be able to come in.
And Aileen sent me a couple of pix from her camera. I wanted to see the rest but I guess I gotta go to her place to see them.
So we, Struedel Court, had our very first public performance last night and it was.....interesting. We brought our PA system but when we walked in they already had one so we didn't bother using ours. Bad idea. So we're up on stage plugging in and our guitars aren't being heard through the speakers. So they just ended up mic'ing our guitars. We couldn't really hear each other so we just playing everything by memory, hoping that we're in the right spot on the changes and stuff. It also sounded like one of our guitars was out of tune the whole night. I kept on tuning after each song but it still sounded that way. And when Fonso would mess up he would start laughing. I would just smile and try to not make it so obvious. But it was a fun show. There wasn't really any pressure since it was so last minute and there were barely any people there. My cousin, Joseph, and Meryl were the only ones who showed up. Thanks guys. I know everyone was watching Monday Night Football, Padres and other shows so I wasn't expecting a big turnout. There was maybe 30 people in the entire audience.
Hopefully on the next show we'll have way more songs. We only played 5 last night. But we're gonna bring our own amps so that way if things don't work, it's our fault. I don't like putting the blame on someone else.
Oh yeah, the show last night was for a Church benefit thing and all the performers gave some words of wisdom or true life experience/lessons or something of the sort. We said absolutely nothing and just played music. My guitar does my talking for me.
A bit of fragrance clings to the hand that gives flowers.
The dredg concert was dope as hell. They played a bunch of old songs, the current hits, and a few super new ones. They were even taking requests from the crowd. Aileen only heard a few songs from them when I let her listen to them a long time ago but she ended up really liking them at the show and I got her their CD. Me and Aileen had a lot of fun that night. My friends Ruben, Nickie, Fonso, Tin, Joseph, Meryl, and Max were also at the show and some of them I haven't seen in a good while so it was a good time. A few of us hit up TGIFridays after the show and had more fun. Aileen ordered this 3 course meal. I like it when a girl has an appetite and isn't afraid to munch in front of me.
I would say, of all the girls I've taken out (I haven't taken that many out) Aileen is probably in my top 3. I dunno what it is. We just have fun. There is never a moment of silence. I love that feeling. It also helps that she's crazy and blunt as hell! She does stuff that you wouldn't normally expect and it makes things exciting and spontaneous cuz I'm pretty much the same way. All the pix we took are so stupid and obnoxious. I'd post them on here but they're all on her camera, and for good reason. Everyone and their Mom would see what we were doing if it was on my camera. That reminds me, I should delete a few of the pix on my camera. Hahahahahaha.
I found out last Thursday that my new band, Struedel Court, is gonna be having a show tonight. We're playing for this fund raiser for The Arts that our friend is taking part in. I think it's for her Church and she knew we were looking to start playing and she asked us if we wanted to do it. Show starts at 8pm and I don't know what time we're up. I haven't really asked anyone to go cuz I know people have theirs shows to watch and Monday Night Football and it's a school night and all that jazz. So I don't really expect anyone I know to show up. But if you happen to be reading this and want to listen to some smooth jazz, the address for the venue is 1969 Sunset Cliffs Blvd. San Diego, CA 92107.
Cousin's b-day this week and also a few friends. I gotta do my shopping tomorrow or something. Too many October babies. I guess that means they were conceived on Valentines.
I've had this weird throw up feeling for the past 2 days and this morning my stomach was killin' me. I had every intention of showing up at 5:30 this morning but I was on the crapper for half an hour so I got here at 6:12. Oh well, I'm still leaving before 3.
I also woke up to find my hand all curled up. And usually when I fall asleep with my hand all curled up, my hand is numb for the entire day. Luckily my hand isn't numb, but it does feel like I'm wearing a watch waaaaaaay too tight.
I tried shrimp pho yesterday and I wasn't feelin' it too much. Of all the seafood, shrimp is my favorite but the broth tasting like boiled shrimp water wasn't doin' me good. Shanel got the chicken pho and I tried a little and it was good. I might get that next time we go.
So my supervisor talked to me about my Diner that I have set up here. She was asking if I wanted cabinets? Apparently upper management was looking at all my items and our supervisor thought they might not like it, since it's all out in the open. They haven't said anything about it so it might be a sign of disapproval. So that's why she offered to get me some cabinets to conceal my items. She is fine with me setting up shop but if upper management complains, they will get on her case about so I told cabinets would be a good idea.
LJ tells me that Kelvin is having a Pajama Jam this Saturday and I might be tempted to go. He said there was gonna be a bunch of hunnies in tiny pajamas so that might be incentive enough.
I went over to talk to Vanessa, the new girl, this morning and we were chatting and I invited her out to lunch today. I told her we were gettin' some pho and she was all like "Cool, I'm down! I didn't bring lunch today." And then I said something like "Alright alright. It's on." And then Tam butts in and asked where we were gonna go for lunch and he said he didn't bring lunch too and wanted to come along. C-BLOCK!!!!!
Mr. Hot Shot isn't pissing me off as much anymore. He stopped working during break, he's starting to talk to us more, he even played some guitar during lunch yesterday and he was pretty decent. I think we attacked him too much and now he's finally trying to get back. We always make fun of each other and none of us get our feelings hurt but he did before and that didn't stop me. I guess now he knows that everything is just a joke and we're not really trying to attack each other.
My bro's company is moving to Texas so he's looking for a new job. Imma try to get him into my company but I dunno if they allow that, especially if we're gonna be working in the same department. I'll find out.
Tomorrow is the Dredg concert. I'm excited to see them. And I also looking forward to seeing Aileen.
The rain stopped and the sun is shining for the time being.
I got called into the Big Boss' office earlier today by my Supervisor and when I walked in the two big bosses were in there. They told me to have a seat. I was nervous. I didn't know what I was in there for. They must have saw the fear in my eyes cuz I made eye contact with all three of them before I sat down. But then one of them said "Don't worry, this is good."
They proceeded to tell me some stuff about our company achievements and changes going on and stuff I saw when I started and where we are now as a group. Everything we've done has exceeded expectations so......now I am a Technical engineer II. Along with more duties and responsibilities comes more pay!
They gave me a pretty FAT raise. It's morbidly obese!!!!! This is more than double of my previous raise, and that was one of the highest they were giving out. This was totally unexpected.
I walked out of that office smiling like I just got the girl of my dreams and her best friend. I couldn't hide my smile and excitement. I wanted to call my Mom right away and tell her the good news.
I look back at all the things I've done and I'm quite proud of all my accomplishments and achievements throughout the years. I was doing something right to get me to where I am today. But I have one big regret that I can't get off my chest. They always say "regret the things you do and not the things you didn't do" but this is something I didn't do and it's haunting me. 8 years of futility, 8 years I can't get back. It was fear that drove me to seclusion. I didn't know what to do....so I didn't do it. It was my predominant Catholic upbringing that always made me think twice about everything. I was never able to put myself in the equation. I was always thinking about the consequences and who would be offended and what would so and so think about me if I went through with this.
I've been trying to break the mold but there's always someone who slaps me in the face and puts me back in my place. I wanna fight back but my conscious tells me not to. It tells me to turn the other cheek.
But I tell you who hear me: Love your enemies, do good to those who hate you, bless those who curse you, pray for those who mistreat you (Luke 6:27-28). I understand the concept but the execution is the hard part. Knowing and doing are two different things. You don't fight fire with fire, you fight fire with water. But what if there's no water around?
He who strikes the first blow admits he's lost the argument.
"The first problem for all of us, men and women, is not to learn, but to unlearn." -Gloria Steinem
All the things that I do wrong, I keep doing wrong. To reprogram my mind is out of the question. It's instilled in me. No thought goes through my head until after I've done the deed. Instinct. It's the fight or flight syndrome and I'm fighting to the death. Pavlov's dogs aint got nothin' on me. I'm already salivating...
Based on yesterday's experience, I decided to come in early so that way I would not have to deal with stupid drivers. I left the house at 5:15am and clocked in at 5:39. My alarm went off at 4:30 but I decided to sleep an extra 30 mins. Yaye!
Yesterday I bought the Dredg tix. I'm excited to see them. I remember the first time I saw them the singer was all fat. And the last time I saw them the singer got skinny. Imagine me losing enough weight to end up looking like Ramon. I guess that's what happens when you're in a band that tours and you guys aren't famous yet and y'all still don't have any money. I've only heard Dredg on the radio once. And that was on 94.9, which is an Indie station. I like the bands that aren't mainstream cuz they have a sound of their own and they're not afraid to do different things. I know when a band gets signed, their sound becomes what the record company wants them to sound like. EVIL!
I also stopped by Costco to restock on the goods. I made an excel spreadsheet that lists what item I bought and it's quantities, and I'm tracking the buy price, sell price, profit, and all that jazz.
My Mom is sick, Shanel is sick, people around me are sick, and I'm starting to feel sick too. I woke up and my throat felt all lumpy and full of phlegm. So Today we will have pho and hopefully it makes me feel better. I invited Vanessa again. She's always down. I like that about her.
LJ tells me there's this slammin' girl who got interviewed. He saw her sitting in the lobby waiting for the interview. He also said she went to State and I'm pretty sure I introduced myself to all the girls in engineering cuz I went to all the SWE (Society of Women Engineers) meetings. What? That's where all the hunnies were at. Don't hate. But yeah, he said her name was Jade or something and the only girl I remember with a name similar to that was some Korean girl in the Masters Program. And she was slammin'. So we'll see if this is the same girl. But why would someone with a Masters apply here? Hahahahahaha.
Oh yeah, I'm leaving at 2:18pm today.
And Scotty's Pirate Party is a NO GO! Boooooooo! Sorry Melin.
I left at 6:40 and barely clocked in right now at exactly 8:00. People don't know how to drive when the roads are a little slick. Why do the worst drivers decide that they need to drive when it rains? And it doesn't help that I live in Mexico. Front BC drivers + rain = 1.33 hr commutes to work. Yaye! NOT!
When I was driving this morning, my hand was throbbing from playing so much guitar yesterday. It was mostly my thumb, which I will say is my most important finger. I could function normally missing any other finger except the thumb. The thumb is crucial for grabbing/grasping/holding things. But yeah, all my fingers (except the pinky) on my left hand hurt right now. It feels like I have paper cuts on my fingertips. And I have the mouse on my left hand here at work. Bleh.
Last night at practice we were writing this new song and I'm excited about it. I opened up a can of worms with a capo (pronounced K-poe, I think). A capo is basically a clamp that goes onto your guitar and you can play the same chords but in a higher key, so essentially it is no longer the same chord but you're doing the same fingerings. I don't really play conventional chords in all the songs I write. I guess you can call them open bar chords, if that makes any sense. I don't do bar chords, where you press your pointer finger on all six strings, cuz I have small hands and it hurts when I do a lot of them in one song. Yeah, I don't think anyone who reads this is gonna understand any of this paragraph.
Moving on, Beerfest this Friday........and rain? I dunno if that's a good combination. Sorry April. Imma have to pull out. When in doubt, pull out! =) If you're going, rain or shine and it happens to be shining in the afternoon, I'll give you a call.
I wanna go see Good Luck Chuck. Who wants to join me?
I'm buying Dredg tickets today. So far it's me, Aileen, Fonso, and Tin that are going for sure. I'm buying our 4 tix today. And I might meet Thompson and Krisando there. Who else wants to go? Ramon? Mari? April? The show is on Sept. 28 and starts at 8pm. They'll probably hit the stage at 9:30 but they get to pick who opens for them and I'm curious to hear those opening acts. $15 only.
So I set up my basketball hoop that I won at the company picnic. I put it on my cubicle. At first it kept falling down but Shanel helped me tape it down so it would stay. I've only shot a few baskets and it hasn't fallen yet so that's a good sign. I should have used duct tape but all we got here is scotch tape and that tends to lose it's stickiness when it gets cold. But yeah, Mr. Safety Committee Guy said as long as my b-ball was a soft, plush one it would be ok for me to shoot around. And I'm not allowed to shoot it from halfway across the room. Booooo! That would be dope to be sitting at Ramon's desk, a good 40-50 feet away, and shoot it from there. Here's the work layout:
The new people like LJ and Vanessa don't have seats yet. Mr. Safety Committee Guy also inspects my Diner/food stash to make sure no roaches or rats are being attracted. I think Mr. Hot Shot and Mr. Safety Committee Guy would make good butt-buddies. =)
I got this pimple right underneath my lower lip. It's right next to my soul patch. At least I hope it's a pimple and not a cold sore. I popped it yesterday and all this solid puss came out. It was like the size of a sesame seed and my lip was starting to swell. It's gone today.
I came to the realization that I'm living on borrowed time. The things I do and the abuse I put on my body and my mind. I'm surprised that nothing extremely bad has happened to me. There have been a few close calls but I have the "I'm young and I'm invincible" mentality. I'm starting to feel things that I've never felt before. Pain in muscles I didn't know I had, aches in joints, shoulders poppin' out of place, and carpal tunnel kickin' in.
I was having a conversation with my Mom last night and she was saying I needed to take care of myself better. I was getting angry and was starting to yell at her. I didn't scream at her or anything but my tone of voice was a commanding one. I'm sure she didn't like it cuz she stopped talking. I was mad cuz she was trying to stop me from doing what I like to do. I'm more angry at myself for not having a clear head and not seeing what I was doing. I was almost at tears cuz I know I have no self control and I don't know what I need to do. How can I right this wrong?
I'm mad now and I'm trying to change. Every other time I've tried to make a change, I would be doing good for a month and then I would revert back to my old self. We'll see what happens this time around.
Do not fear going forward slowly; fear only to stand still.
I remembered what I was thinking about last night. Cesar, the former guitarist of my old band, hit me up asking me if I wanted to do the drum tracks for his new projects. Cesar joined the Air Force after I quit the band, so he's stationed over in Utah most of the time. He said he was coming down here next month and he was gonna record. I was excited for him cuz I knew I ruined a good thing when I left the band. It was good to hear that he was still doing music. But I'm excited to play drums. I don't think I've touched my drumset since December. And I have a brand new drum set. I only used my drumset for 3 gigs before I left the band. So everything is still in it's case and in tip top shape. I just gotta dust em off and tune the heads and they're good to go.
My Mom was talking to her sisters in the Philippines and they're gonna coming stateside sometime and we already have 6 people living a 4 bedroom house. If you add my Auntie, her husband and her 3 kids, that's a grip of peeps in my house. And my Mom still has 2 more sisters that will follow after and they each have their own families. Most likely, they will stay at our place until they can find jobs and afford an apartment. Either that or me and my bro are gonna move out. I've been spending my earnings like a madman when I shoulda been saving for a house. My bad.
Earlier today at a meeting, someone wrote "Fred loves you" on the new girl Vanessa's nametag on her desk. That's not gonna be good when she sees it. I didn't bother crossing it off cuz what if she's flattered by it? If she gets pissed I'll just say I didn't know anything about it. It's not my handwriting.
I had a bunch on my mind last night and I wanted to write about it today but I totally forgot. Like that's never happened before. Meh.
But I was talking to Aileen last night and we've been planning a dinner date or something from way back when but the both of us are really busy so we never got around to it. I told her about the dredg concert on Sept. 28 and she said she was down for it. Yaye! And then we can do dinner that same night before or after the concert.....or we could just go straight to the baby-making. Ha. Yeah, but I'm real excited to see her. I haven't seen her in a good while. A lot has changed since the last time we graced each other's presence. I went to her place a couple months ago but she wasn't home so I just played ping pong with her bro and sis and their cousin. And I dominated them....with my left hand. Ha.
Flag Football has begun so imma be out there in Ocean Beach on Saturdays doing some photography. I love taking pix. Who wants to model?
Kicked Glenn's arse in FFL thanks to Carson Palmer and his 6 td's. Andre Johnson of the Houston Texans helped me out bigtime too. Pick him up if he's available. Oh, and screw Leon Washington. Hahahahaha.
So Friday night I went to take my Mom to the Movies cuz she wanted to watch this Filipino movie called A Love Story. It was pretty funny cuz right when we walked into the theater, we were the only ones in there. The theater was huge too. It looked like it could hold around 500 people and it was just us in there. When the movie started a few more people walked in so there were about 7 total. It was weird watching it with my Mom cuz there was like 10 love making scenes. Hahahahaha. But I didn't really like the movie. I'm not too much into those romance stories and crap. I'd much rather see comedy or action stuff. I am a man. =)
Saturday was the company picnic. April Joy came with me and I enjoyed her company. We never really hung out when we were in school. When we would get together it was always school related, working on a project, grabbing a beer after a final, and things of that nature. I dunno why I waited so long to start kickin' it with her. Actually I do know but I'd rather not say. But yeah, back to the picnic. I had a good time. There were a bunch of games and I participated in a couple of them. I was in the hula hoop/human chain game, where 10 people hold hand is a cirlce and pass the hula hoop around while music is playing. And I was in the shaving cream/goldfish toss where they lathered my face with shaving cream and people tried to make goldfishes stick to my face. They had this mega raffle where they were giving away a laptop and an X-Box 360 with Guitar Hero 2. I didn't win anything. I never win anything. That's the story of my life.
Sunday was football all day and the Chargers lost. They lost bad. That's all I will say. Looking forward to Green Bay.
Oh yeah, I was talking to Karmen on Saturday night and she was kinda mad that I ignored her during the picnic. I saw her there and I said hi but I didn't really go over and talk to her. I usually keep her company anytime we go to a function or whatever cuz she's not really comfortable with everyone we work with. She doesn't understand the lingo and all that stuff that we do but I always break it down and explain it to her. Like one time she heard one of us say "I dig it" and she was wondering what that meant. Hahahahaha. Things like that, I'll make sure she understands but no one else really explains things for her. Since she's not too good with her English so she takes everything literally. But I felt kinda bad cuz she said she didn't have a good time. She felt all alone and bored. I saw her with Jesse so I thought she had company but apparently he wasn't doing any talking and he felt the same way as her. I'll remember not to leave her alone next time we're out.
Pirate Party is tentative. We'll find out if the planners are gonna go through with it. Stay tuned....
I invited Vanessa to lunch today. I was a little scared at first but then I remembered that I have nothing to lose so I just straight up asked her to join us for some pho. It was originally just gonna be me and Karmen but as we were clocking out for lunch I saw Vanessa and I wanted her to come. Ha. She's not really slammin' or anything but there's something about her that intrigues me. It could be the new girl factor, just something different and new to look at. Don't get me wrong, she's not ugly but if I was walking down the street I wouldn't break my neck to check out the goods. But yeah, I'm glad I invited her and I'm glad she went. Found out that she's from the dirty south too and she knew some of my high school mates. But Karmen tells me she has a boyfriend. Oh well, that's never stopped me before. Muahahahahahaha.
Beggars can't be choosers. And when you're ugly, you can't be picky.
Don't expect a blog from me tomorrow cuz I just got out of a meeting and they want me to have 20 MLV's QA'd by tomorrow. It took me a whole week to do one. Now they dropped out a bunch of steps in order to meet a release deadline tomorrow. Only the bare necessities will be QA'd. It took me 2 hours to do, with all the steps, and now they dropped a bunch of steps and expect me to do it in 20 mins. We'll see if that's plausible. They gave me some people to help me out. I got Stephanie working with me. She's pretty damn slammin'! Half white and Half Filipino. I think half white and half anything is perfect. It's just a winning combination. It's like peanut butter and jelly. They're both good but when you combine them it's AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!!!
It just went down and all the hype that we put into it was not worth it. Pssssst, come here. I have a secret for you: "HYPE KILLS". I think the fact that this challenge is kinda slow, it's hard to get pumped for it. The second you toss that first cracker in your mouth, the whole pace of your life comes to a snailing stop. The most anyone ate was 5 saltines. And there were 3 or 4 people who ate 5. I only ate 4. I thought I could do better. It just felt like I was chewing for days and nothing was getting swallowed. It was like gum that lost all it's flavor and somehow became salty.
Today we're having a potluck too. I brought in some chicken wings. I hope someone brought some rice.
And we were passing around this going-away/good luck card that everyone is signing for Niki and Mr. Hotshot in my cubicle here says something like "Oh, so when I leave is everyone gonna do this for me?" And I said something like "Instead of 'good luck' or 'we'll miss you', we're gonna write FINALLY! IT'S ABOUT TIME" And we all started laughing and he turned around to his computer and with his back to us he said "Go ahead, laugh it up." He got all butt hurt! I felt kinda bad but I was too busy cracking up. I got a black heart. No remorse, no regrets. Go for the killshot while you can. Now he has his headphones on and isn't listening to us. I'd really like to punch him in his ovaries!!!!
Why does punching someone/something feel so good? I can't explain what goes on inside me when my fist makes contact. I still remember the last time I punched someone. It was in downtown after hittin' up a club. There's a reason why I don't go to clubs. But yeah, some drunk fool was walking and someone in his posse bumped shoulders with my brother and they got all offended by it. So this drunk starts wailing punches on my bro and I'm a good 15 ft away from him and I see the attack happening so I run over and deck this fool right on the temple. It only took one shot and his head went down and he was staggering. This guy threw like 20 punches on my bro and he's lucky I only threw 1. But his posse stood in between us to stop me from doing further damage. I just pointed at him and said "Don't you EVER try that again!"
Last night was very productive. We recorded a new song called "Caves and Portals" and added more to a newer song called "Cowboy Cologne". That song isn't done yet but we've been stuck on it for a couple weeks. We added more parts to it and now we just gotta figure out the structure of the song.
My back has been acting up on me again. I need to start running again when I get home from work. Who wants to join me? It'll be more like fast pace walking than actual running but whatever. I'm slow, I'm sure you could tell just by looking at me. ;) I do accept foot race challenges.
I didn't eat until 5pm yesterday. Those 8 tacos filled me up and stayed inside me for a while. I didn't even feel thirsty or anything. I know people who eat one meal a day and i thought they were crazy. I thought it was impossible. Now I know if you a big enough meal, you can last a whole day without feeling hungry.
Today we're having a long overdue food challenge in honor of Niki's last day here. It's gonna be The Saltine Challenge. Who can eat the most saltines in 1 minute? My personal record is 5. The current record to beat/match is 7 but the guy who did that doesn't work here anymore so I dunno if that record is still valid. Scott won the first time we did it with 6 saltines. Imma shoot for 6 today.
Plans for tonight: *RUN *Change guitar strings *Clean guitar *Work on new songs
Be not afraid of growing slowly, be afraid only of standing still.
Taco Tuesday was fun last night. It was me, April Joy, Ramon, and Mari that went to On The Border. I was leaving work and Ramon was leaving too so I told him I was going to OTB and I told him to roll too and it's history from there. I always have a good time when I have good company. It doesn't matter what we do, a good time will always happen.
We had some margaritas and a few tacos. Well, everyone else had a few tacos. I just happened to eat 8. Hahahahahahaha. It was good. I think my favorite one was the crunchy chicken taco. Let's see, there was ground beef, shredded beef, carnitas, and chicken. And I had one of each, the crunchy version and the soft version. I was struggling on the last one but I managed to scarf it down. Thanks for dinner Apes! I got you on the next one.
I can still feel the tacos as I'm typing this. My mind is telling me that I'm hungry since I would normally be eating at this time but my stomach is telling me that I'm full. It's a conflict of interest and my mind is winning. But I'm eating fruit so it's all good.
The company picnic is this Saturday and I still don't have a date. I invited April Joy but she didn't really give me a straight answer. She just said that it was far. The picnic is in Lakeside, which is a damn drive. But she has a party to go to in the evening anyways so I'll just take that as a no. It's ok, I'm used to hearing no.....as in "No, Don't Stop! Harder!" j/k. Tomorrow is the last day to sign up so if I don't have a date by then, I guess I just won't go. I didn't really ask anybody else cuz nobody has really met my co-workers except April Joy. I was gonna ask Aileen but we were planning on going out to dinner that night and I don't wanna spend an entire day with her. So the offer is still in the air if you decide you'd like to go Apes. Just let me know by tomorrow. And don't worry, I'll drive. =)
I'm going to Fonso's tonight and I wanna record all the songs that we've written. I also want to re-record the ones that we've already recorded. Those versions were recorded right when we wrote them and they've changed a little bit so I wanna have up-to-date copies.
Hopefully my pinky can hang in there. My ripped hangnail is still bothering me. If it hurts when I type, it's bound to hurt when I play guitar. I'll test it out on 1st break.
A rat who gnaws at a cat's tail invites destruction.
I think the janitor read my blog cuz I just went to the bathroom and the U seat is BACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Hellz yeah. I can now handle my business with my dignity still in tact. I'm stoked.
So they changed the toilet seats at work (or at least the bathroom that I go to) and I'm not liking it very much. There's this little lip in the back that cups your cheeks and it's annoying. Plus the front end is all small. I hate the fact that my sack rests on the front end. The normal seat they used to have was this U-shaped seat and my sack could hang freely. It bothers me that if my sack is touching the seat, then other dudes' sacks are also touching the seat. It's not a good thought. Bring back the U seat!!!!!!!!!
Another thing that bothers me is that there aren't enough bathrooms in this facility. 75 people share 2 stalls and 1 urinal. It's mayhem after lunch. That's just for the men. There might be 3 or 4 stalls for the women but theres only like 10 females on our floor so it's not bad.
I played guitar at lunch today instead of eating since I'm saving my appetite for Taco Tuesday. I need the practice anyways.
I was struggling last night at practice. My fingers were hurting and I couldn't remember the songs we wrote. I was forgetting the rhythm that I was playing and I was also forgetting the structures of the song. But we did record one of the songs that we already finished writing. It's a song called "Debutante". I'm a dumb butt and I left the recording at my friend's house. There was another song that was recorded and I needed to listen to it to come up with a part but I left that at my friend's house too. Oh well, I'll be back there tomorrow.
So my favorite band, dredg, is coming to town on Sept. 28. My buddy Thompson (Mr. Solar Turbines) is gonna cruise over and check them out too. Tickets are $15 if anyone wants to go. The show is at SOMA so it's a nice, little, intimate venue. The last time I checked dredg out, I got to meet them and take pix with them and I got them to sign my CD and poster. And yes, they spell their name with a lowercase d.
I came in earlier today so I could leave earlier. I could probably leave around 3ish but I'll do a little OT and leave at 4. Hourly over salary sometimes has it's advantages. =)
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.
