Archive for July, 2006
What do I think? Part Three
July 31, 2006 5:06 amNobody asked for it, so you’re gonna get. A straight shot of my thoughts that will bypass your liver and go right to your brain. And now, I Think…..
The next person that fucks with my music at work is gonna get a wafer wand straight up their ass.
I think the new song from Steve Holy - Brand New Girlfriend, is fucking hilarious.
The next time the Angels decide to change their damn name (California Angels, Anahiem, The LA Angels of Anahiem) the league should kick thier ass out, and then maybe Portland might be able to get a fucking ball club. Roy Rogers would never have stood for this name changing crap.
If the Detroit Red Wings are gonna stick with Chris Osgood as thier main goalie, they should definately bring up Jimmy Howard. That kid will kick ass. Update: WTF? The Red Wings have Re-Signed Dominik Hasek? AS THEIR STARTING GOALTENDER!?! Are you fucking kidding me?
If I’m gonna actually have to get dressed up this weekend, I better be getting drunk.
Lance Bass is gay. One down, Four to go.
I think I might actually be developing an immunity to coffee (though I still require at least half a pot when I wake up)
That Corazon commercial with the nasty lady asking if the guy wants to pet her chihuahua is just fucking disgusting.
Tom Berenger is the worst actor on the Planet. Paul Walker is second.
Quitting smoking blows. I dont mind the absence of nicotene. Never have. I go my entire weekend all the time without smoking. What blows is the boredom at work when I dont go down and hang out in the “smokeshack” (designated smoking area) with all the other smokers and bullshit with them.
If all you’re gonna do is call me for tech support anymore, don’t bother calling me at all. Ever.
I’m getting tired of working nights, yet I find the people on day shift a bunch of fucking rejects that I would never even imagine myself working with without choking the ever-loving shit out of at least 3 of them each and every single day.
I may see somebody someday about fixing my social anxiety problems.
Eureka on the SciFi channel is a kickass new show.
I found this picture a long time ago. I once thought the same was true for me. I couldn’t stand going without one. I somehow quit wearing a hat six months ago, and can barely stand to wear one now.
I think I need a beer.
Warning: Some Serious and Personal Content (yes, a rarity with me)
July 28, 2006 1:05 pmThe short yet long trip
July 24, 2006 6:13 amAlright people, lets get this party started. As you should know, I went camping this weekend, Thursday-Saturday. I would have liked to go longer, but I get out of work on Wednesday mornings and want some sleep before I have to pack up, drive for a couple hours and then unpack and set up tents and shit. And I have to come back on Saturday as I work Sunday night and want some fucking rest before I go work in that fucking cleanroom and have to walk 5 miles each night.
Anyway, I am sore as balls and tired as all hell. Even after getting back yesterday and just chillin’ all day, and then sleeping for a long ass time on my oh-so comfy bed, I’m still tired. My entire body aches. And my new truck, my baby, is dirty as fuck. And it doesn’t help right now that it’s about 3000 DEGREES OUTSIDE!(and there are no fans for sale ANYWHERE)
First off, we set out for a Lake we hadn’t been to yet. Took a wrong turn, ended up on a rocky ass trail going up the fucking mountain. I finally realized that we were going in the wrong direction, and proceeded to look for a good spot to turn around where I wasn’t looking over a fucking cliff to do it. This was about a 45 minute detour. We finally find the campground. FULL. So, we head to our fallback lake. In all my infinite wisdom, I decide to go all the way around the lake to get to a secret campground that I went to last year. FULL. 15 MINUTES BEFORE WE SHOWED UP (yes, the detour). So, back to the south side. And we finally find a spot. A place we have to park on the side of the road and carry all our shit to the site. But it turned out well.
A friend loaned us his raft so I wouldn’t have to buy my own or rent a canoe or anything. It had two main tubes which each had the large type air-plug. One was missing. Fucking jackass. But, we blew up the outer one anyway and it worked fine. We did some swimming, got the dog tired as possible by throwing his ball out into the lake about 100 times a day. I also did some fishing, and, as usual, didn’t catch shit. I am now 0-5 at this lake. I also learned some things about myself (more about my actions) that I didn’t know I was doing.
The only bad parts were where one of the guys decided late at night, during a high fire danger (which was mentioned at least 20 times) to throw all the leftover wood in the fire. Two minutes later we had a Park Ranger stopping by to yell at us for having a bonfire during a high fire danger. Then, the next morning, I got woken up around 8am by the park host, who was yelling at me for being too loud the night before. And she was A BITCH! We weren’t even being that loud (from what I can remember, as I was pretty hammered), but she was going on about how she was ready to kick us out (which I found humourous as we were leaving that day anyway) and this and that blah blah blah. Fucking BITCH. We found out later that she was yelling at everybody, as she did recieve a noise complaint, but it was for some retards at the other side of camp. Fucking bitch. And she even had the audacity to ask our nieghbors if I was treating my dog good. WHAT THE FUCK? FUCKING BITCH! I am seriously considering making a formal complaint against her.
And now, some of the photo’s we took. Each of us had our own camera’s, and they all did they’re own crazy shot shit. I’ll try to explain each of them. (click the thumbnail…it won’t bite)
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