So realistically there's nothing really wacky about Wednesdays, or at least this one in particular. Also unlike the last entry there is no alcoholic motivation for this entry. To be honest there's really nothing terribly interesting to report in the how many ever days its been since the last entry. I think that's a side effect of getting older ( Read more... )

I always start these out by saying I don't know when the last time I posted one of these, which is actually total bullshit because all are dated. I do realize it's been a long time (two and a half years) since I've had any motivation to write anything in here but I know no one reads these any more so it's more of a thing to clear my head. 31 is the ( Read more... )

So everyone has heard of drunk dialing. LAME! I think that is slowly being replaced by drunk texting (not the same effect, but still LAME). I'm sure I'm not the first person who is guilty of drunk blogging. We got storms, tornadoes and other weather shit going on and I'm doing Jaegerbombs and getting pretty buzzed in the process. I was hoping that ( Read more... )

So two posts in less than a week? Inconceivable! The difference between this entry and previous one is there is no alcohol involved (and no unexplained depression). Worked Saturday, Sunday and Monday, now off for (supposedly) four days until Saturday. I guarantee I'll be bored by Wednesday but it'll be nice to sleep in and actually sleep for the ( Read more... )

It's been forever and a day since I've (or probably anyone) been on here and posted an entry. Some basic updates since the last, engaged, house shopping, and I guess in some ways making bank. That being said or at least brief updates, why am I up at 1:37 in the morning drinking juice and vodka after pulling one of 'the boxes' from out of my closet ( Read more... )

So at some point during the last month I've been given a nickname at work. Before I reveal what it is or where it came from let me say it makes little to no sense to me. It's almost completely random. Yeah you'll understand what I mean when I tell you what it is. Snuggles. Fucking I don't know, I was pushing carts in(out) of the store and Ashley (a ( Read more... )

My journal for the longest time has been an outlet to complain and I know this. Many times reading it is not only tedious but also annoying because I tend to drone on about the same shit over and over, the only thing is I find six different ways to say the same thing. I do apologize for any of that but it helps for me to get things out in writing. ( Read more... )

So many entries of mine revolve around difficulties encountered with the opposite sex and my apparent inability to understand in the slightest why they do what they do. I think I could spend the next one hundred years studying the same topic and still not be any closer to an understanding than I am at this very moment. Not my point, I'm actually ( Read more... )

I gave it a break for two days because there wasn't any reason to beat the figurative dead horse. It is two days later and I still really can't tell you what exactly is going on but I can tell you this, I'm at home during the afternoon/evening hours and I didn't work this morning. This is usually a recipe for disaster because my brain will run at ( Read more... )

So it occurred to me that I may be over thinking whatever is going on. I think therein lies the problem, I don't know what's going on, which sets my mind into a furiousness of activity, usually gravitating to the bad stuff that could happen. I consider myself to be a secure person but it's situations like this that obviously should make me think ( Read more... )