I spent about a week under the underbelly of a 1983 chevy blazer. (Yes the 4 wheel drive one). I was helping a friend remove and re-install the transmission, transfer case, and clutch system. Needless to say, neither one of us are mechanics, let alone have ever even seen a four wheel drive transfer case when it isnt attached to a car. 6 of those ( Read more... )

So Nick, Chris, Meredith, other chick, Luke, and other chick #2 all came up last weekend to play frisbee golf. It was fun, and I have a gnarly scrape going up my right leg from my sock to my knee. Thats how you know you are playing it right... when you leave scarred. Most people don't consider frisbee golf a contact sport, but then again most ( Read more... )

Hey fuckers. I am again out of work. The gig at south coast fell through and now I have to tread water until Feb when I get to go back to Mission Viejo Nordstroms. Crap crap crap. Maybe I should just look into finding another line of work. Maybe I will call V's dad and go to work at the Orange County Sanitation plant... its a thought...

This is my phone number. You can use it. I can use it. We can use it together. If you want to get in touch with me, this is one of two ways to do it. The other way is to bitch loud enough for me to hear in San Bernardino. (I live right at the base of the mountains...Its kinda cool..) Anywho, life is boring and gay right now, so that is why you ( Read more... )

I have got to be the worlds largest fucking idiot. I get sad, which makes me angry, which makes me want to break shit, which in turn makes me want to hurt people. This is no way to go through life. I can psycho-analyze myself and know that what I am doing is wrong, but I do it anyway. What kind of sense does that make? No sense at all. After 2 1/2 ( Read more... )

Ok, so for everyone who has wondered "Hey where has Jared been", or "when is that fucker going to update his journal again", or even "Who was that Jared guy again", I have updates for everyone. As of today, preparations have been put into motion to begin my arduous task of re-entry into Southern California. Pop the top and pour one out for me, ( Read more... )

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Up until now, the only time I have gotten involved in this dramatic episode of "As the stomach turns" was when someone called my girlfriend a bitch anonymously. I stand by both my comment and my girlfriend and feel justified in it. What would you do in my place? Never mind, I don't care because you are not me. (That goes for everyone reading this, ( Read more... )