Yesterday I had several friends from here at school that I'd called to talk to about maybe having a new job. I'd initiated each one of the calls, and they all answered and started talking about their own problems without even bothering to ask me how I was doing. Then, each one of them said they had to go because they were too busy to talk. Of ( Read more... )

Have you ever had something really cool to tell someone? But when you try to talk to them, all they want to do is dump their problems on you and leave?

Today is one of those days.

So today I started training to become a wildland firefighter. I decided I should start doing some regular excercise to get in shape for the season. I knew that the Forest Service requires you to do a pack test, so that's where I began today. I loaded my free-weights into my backpack, put on my BDUs and my boots, and went a-running from my apartment ( Read more... )

Wednesday is the day of the week I look forward to most. It means that the week is half over, and Cory and Josh and I will go shooting. We load up our little car and head out to Josh's house in the country, shoot a few hundred shells, usually have dinner, and come back home ( Read more... )

Edit: After talking with my roommates, it has come to my attention that the drunk girl from my previous post was, in fact, not drunk. Now go back and read the entry imagining that she was sober. Fucking scary.

I had a very drunk girl in my room tonight. She knocked on the apartment door at about midnight, and I let her in without looking through the peephole (big mistake). She was looking for Chris, but he didn't appear to be home, so she roused Matt and talked to him for a while. Then, she came and knocked on my door, which I hadn't intended on opening ( Read more... )

Tonight, I decided to switch my spider solitaire difficulty from easy to medium. This change came after I played an entire game and don't think I made a single move without pressing the "show move" button. So now, at least I have to decide whether or not I want to bury that black eight under a mountain of red cards or not. Spider solitaire, I'm ( Read more... )

I cleaned my computer keyboard today. It was getting pret-ty grimy. I took each key off individually and scrubbed all the sides. Then I tipped it over and shook it vigorously, like a nanny shaking a crying child. You'd be amazed at the shit that amasses in between these little keys! I won't go into detail, since much of it is pretty nasty. But, on ( Read more... )

Every night, sometime shortly after 11:00 pm, my roommate yawns very loudly and almost comically. I say "almost" because it would seem funny to me if I didn't hate him. Does anyone else have trouble not sounding like a douchebag when they yawn?

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