Pointless right? Attempting to clean up something that is undeniably the dirtiest thing ever. I bring this up for one simple reason. The title was just something I thought was clever and will have nothing to do with the post, thought I would just lead you on as I sit here listening to country music and waiting for a call from someone in town to perhaps meet up. But as it stands life ticks away happily with no way to slow down to quickly accomplish a short term goal. Maybe this weekend is what has me thinking so distinctively.
Friday night I had went over to my buddy's house to have a few beer and relax and play a few games of beer pong before I had to go to work early in the morning. Instead of having some beers I decided to take the biggest hit of weed I had ever indulged in my life and at that time had to see the bleak truth that I was a lightweight with weed. Which sometimes is not a bad thing but considered in this case. As I stumbled around trying to see straight I had decided to leave for recreational reasons and at my own expense. The drive felt as if it was eight hours long with every small turn taking a brief eternity to get through. Fuck that, never again. That is a lie, I will smoke weed one more time at least in my life, just not such a big hit.
Last night had to be one of the funner nights I have had in some time. At the same house we were having more people over then just the very few we had the night before. Beer, weed, girls, it was a legit party. We wanted to go eat horribly bad so I had decided to take my car, which I had just fixed, and go down the street to eat. With my luck and Carlton in the car we went ahead and broke down right in the Eternal parking lot and could not restart the giant piece of shit car I have. I worked on it for several minutes before our ride had come back with a car full of people. It is actually still there to this very minute. Way to lazy to go fix it even though I had the energy to go to the gym today.
To bring up a more ironic but heart warming story in a sort I had a surprising Friday off of the brief time I was on Myspace. A girl who I had added what seems to be maybe a year ago that I had never talked to but always tried had written me a picture comment on maybe the dumbest picture of me stating that I looked half way decent. I took that time to make yet another try to talk to her and this time it worked. I was very happy that I was able to get a number, so there was the bright point except for the fact that I truly feel she is tougher then me and may beat my ass if I said the wrong thing. But you know how it goes.
Not knowing what to do with the car though. I need my dad to help me co-sign for a new truck. It's that simple and it's the only option we have at this point. I need a car to get to work and I am not spending any more money on this damn car that will not run. I just had to get that out of my system.
I don't really have much to write about, maybe the fact that last night at the party a kid named Jameson decided to tell me I would regret my tattoo. Little does he know, he is going to be the fat drunk guy who posts up in bars in Reno his whole life wearing his lettermans jacket from SSHS and trying to call out all the people who didn't excel in high school but are much better off then he is for the sole fact that high school was the only time he was thought of as a cool guy. I like Jameson, but not enough to not put him on blast.
Also Justin Burke wanted a shout out on here once more so I said I would, as well as write a book with "JB" as the title. That should make for a top-seller. If ever on Myspace, check out his hip hop profile. He is one hell of a rapper and has a lot of talent and can use support from anyone who appreciates music. I listen to him, so he is obviously good because I only listen to the cool shit since I am the collest mother fucker alive.
Time for me to get off of this and go see what I am doing tonight. Maybe just sleep....? Hell no, sleeping is for sober people.
With Love, Steve.
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Let Me Go Ahead And Set Things Straight.
Men for the most part in this damn country look for one fucking thing, which is a good lay. Things change and people mature and they get married and have children and do their own thing and completely forget about the life they had before hand.
I have forgotten about that life, I want something now.
May sound a little gay but going out every night and getting drunk off my ass and picking up random chicks gets old as you get old yourself. A club every now and then is fun but not all the time. I need something to change.
Varun had brought it to my attention that the thing I was looking for to solve this problem was indeed a girlfriend. Thinking about it now he is correct. I had met one girl in the last year and had dated her only after my Grandfather had passed away out of self misery, waste of my time. It has been a year and now looking forward, a girl is what I want and need.
I thought recently I had met someone who may have been on that level and seemingly interested in whatever I had to offer just outside of the fact that she thought I looked good. She was a very nice girl, great sense of humor, talkative and not the shy type that really irritates me, highly mature for being her age, extremely good looking. Seemed like something I could keep my eye on and see what would happen with the situation.
As it went on about a week of actually thinking about it and deciding that this is something I would like to work at, I had made the brutal mistake to myself of jumping into the deep end without a life jacket and getting swirled into this meaningless emotion that I really had no reason to have.
Just thinking about life in my future has always given me some sort of escape from the present reality of working all the time and doing whatever I do in my spare time. All the time just thinking about sitting in my own house with maybe a roommate or two and grilling some good on my barbecue outside on the porch while my friends are inside drinking a beer and watching the football game on Sunday's and Monday nights. Having my dog just sitting in the corner minding her own as I wash my truck in the front yard so it is shining. Life is perfect for me in the long run and I just have to get there to make sure that it can all happen for me which I have no doubt in my mind that it will.
But there has always been meaningless pieces added onto this imagination to try and fill the holes that I had always felt in it. But what was missing was not a material item or something money can buy. It was a girl, a girl that wanted to be cared for a respected and in return give the same back. Just someone who when I get home from work and she gets home from work or school or wherever she just wants to see me and spend some time. On a Friday night we don't have to go out all the time, we can just sit on the couch and get close and watch a movie and have fun with eachothers company. Someone who I can trust, who will go be her own person and goes out with her friends and who trusts me when I go hang out with my boys. Doesn't want to fight to get attention and can just be straight up with me on whatever is on her mind so that we can fix whatever is going on.
All in all...A girl just to call my own.
Seems like a legit girl such as that can't just walk right into your life anymore. Things get difficult especially for me. The fact that I want to start something and be able to be close to a girl and get to know her and she wants to get to know me is making it a little bit more difficult because all they ever want is to be putting men in the friend zone first.
Friend Zone is only achievable by people who have absolutly no interest in eachother at all. As many people that I have talked to about writing this book that I am trying to do. One of the top ways too know that something is not going to work is when the girls says "Let's just be friends and we will see what happens." Well I can already tell you the ending result maybe 9 out of 10 times for that one, and it's not going to be what you were hoping for. Everyone gives off a first impression that not even they can control that can officially alter the way the female is going to feel about you. It can be hair or eye color, tone of voice, the way your feet land when you walk. Stupid shit like that is what is always noticeable.
The hardest part about all this is that in the end, you have nobody to blame. Not even yourself. It is just a trick played on you to let you know that there is not one perfect person to exist and if your ego tells you differently then you should be banished to having to marry a obese women and have 6537826523 children with her who all eat just as much as her and don't leave you more then just a crumb.
When a guy comes around who has that swagger and that gift of himself that he wants to give to you then I urge you too look more into it. This isn't for me anymore, this is for every guy going through this. Respect what she wants, weather it be time or to be friends first and figure it out afterwards if it is something you truly need with her. There are plenty of good women out there for everyone. I sit here telling you this because if you truly do think you can make something work with a girl and want too see if it is something long term then you should be able to hold on unlike myself who had given in way too quickly for my own good.
Just let it all be now, end it all before something breaks and someone hurts themselves.
This will be an exact chapter in the book I write. Maybe one of the first couple because I feel this is a very important part to meeting a girl.
I am a horrible guy in this part, I can treat the girl with respect and be her best friend but the starting of the relationship and getting to know them and waiting for that day is what I struggle at.
Something that I will always remember my Grandfather preaching to me was will power.
The ability to restrain yourself from doing something that can harm you in the past, present, or future.
So therefore since it is something I have trouble possessing, The name if the chapter will be "Will Power".
Thanks for reading.
Girl who I send this too to read. Don't be offended or anything because like I say up there, it's me not you....Ironic that you hear that in movies a lot.
Anyways I need to figure this out and see what I can do to fix this problem and see if I am still worth this girl's time of day.
With Love, Steve.
I have forgotten about that life, I want something now.
May sound a little gay but going out every night and getting drunk off my ass and picking up random chicks gets old as you get old yourself. A club every now and then is fun but not all the time. I need something to change.
Varun had brought it to my attention that the thing I was looking for to solve this problem was indeed a girlfriend. Thinking about it now he is correct. I had met one girl in the last year and had dated her only after my Grandfather had passed away out of self misery, waste of my time. It has been a year and now looking forward, a girl is what I want and need.
I thought recently I had met someone who may have been on that level and seemingly interested in whatever I had to offer just outside of the fact that she thought I looked good. She was a very nice girl, great sense of humor, talkative and not the shy type that really irritates me, highly mature for being her age, extremely good looking. Seemed like something I could keep my eye on and see what would happen with the situation.
As it went on about a week of actually thinking about it and deciding that this is something I would like to work at, I had made the brutal mistake to myself of jumping into the deep end without a life jacket and getting swirled into this meaningless emotion that I really had no reason to have.
Just thinking about life in my future has always given me some sort of escape from the present reality of working all the time and doing whatever I do in my spare time. All the time just thinking about sitting in my own house with maybe a roommate or two and grilling some good on my barbecue outside on the porch while my friends are inside drinking a beer and watching the football game on Sunday's and Monday nights. Having my dog just sitting in the corner minding her own as I wash my truck in the front yard so it is shining. Life is perfect for me in the long run and I just have to get there to make sure that it can all happen for me which I have no doubt in my mind that it will.
But there has always been meaningless pieces added onto this imagination to try and fill the holes that I had always felt in it. But what was missing was not a material item or something money can buy. It was a girl, a girl that wanted to be cared for a respected and in return give the same back. Just someone who when I get home from work and she gets home from work or school or wherever she just wants to see me and spend some time. On a Friday night we don't have to go out all the time, we can just sit on the couch and get close and watch a movie and have fun with eachothers company. Someone who I can trust, who will go be her own person and goes out with her friends and who trusts me when I go hang out with my boys. Doesn't want to fight to get attention and can just be straight up with me on whatever is on her mind so that we can fix whatever is going on.
All in all...A girl just to call my own.
Seems like a legit girl such as that can't just walk right into your life anymore. Things get difficult especially for me. The fact that I want to start something and be able to be close to a girl and get to know her and she wants to get to know me is making it a little bit more difficult because all they ever want is to be putting men in the friend zone first.
Friend Zone is only achievable by people who have absolutly no interest in eachother at all. As many people that I have talked to about writing this book that I am trying to do. One of the top ways too know that something is not going to work is when the girls says "Let's just be friends and we will see what happens." Well I can already tell you the ending result maybe 9 out of 10 times for that one, and it's not going to be what you were hoping for. Everyone gives off a first impression that not even they can control that can officially alter the way the female is going to feel about you. It can be hair or eye color, tone of voice, the way your feet land when you walk. Stupid shit like that is what is always noticeable.
The hardest part about all this is that in the end, you have nobody to blame. Not even yourself. It is just a trick played on you to let you know that there is not one perfect person to exist and if your ego tells you differently then you should be banished to having to marry a obese women and have 6537826523 children with her who all eat just as much as her and don't leave you more then just a crumb.
When a guy comes around who has that swagger and that gift of himself that he wants to give to you then I urge you too look more into it. This isn't for me anymore, this is for every guy going through this. Respect what she wants, weather it be time or to be friends first and figure it out afterwards if it is something you truly need with her. There are plenty of good women out there for everyone. I sit here telling you this because if you truly do think you can make something work with a girl and want too see if it is something long term then you should be able to hold on unlike myself who had given in way too quickly for my own good.
Just let it all be now, end it all before something breaks and someone hurts themselves.
This will be an exact chapter in the book I write. Maybe one of the first couple because I feel this is a very important part to meeting a girl.
I am a horrible guy in this part, I can treat the girl with respect and be her best friend but the starting of the relationship and getting to know them and waiting for that day is what I struggle at.
Something that I will always remember my Grandfather preaching to me was will power.
The ability to restrain yourself from doing something that can harm you in the past, present, or future.
So therefore since it is something I have trouble possessing, The name if the chapter will be "Will Power".
Thanks for reading.
Girl who I send this too to read. Don't be offended or anything because like I say up there, it's me not you....Ironic that you hear that in movies a lot.
Anyways I need to figure this out and see what I can do to fix this problem and see if I am still worth this girl's time of day.
With Love, Steve.
Redemption Could Be Ever So Sweet.
If only redemption was something attainable from my position. I had a rough week and maybe a rougher one coming up. A lot of confusion and disclosure brings discomfort as the most anticipated word in the back of my mind. Seeing my way through things like this is basically an instinct to do because you really have nowhere to run and continue success. Let's just go ahead and recap what had gone on through this weekend at least.
Last night was the night I had all my fun just bottled into a few hours and a lot of beers. Going to King Buffet with Varun and Chris, we ordered the all you can eat to get our, what Varun would say, "Fat Boy" on. At first glance there was not much food there and it remained that way and forever established in my mind and the weakest buffet of all time. One of the more popular oriental dishes is Lo Mein. We had went to that part of the counter to get some and waited in a line as a boy about the age of eight had started scooping the Lo Mein onto his already toppeling plate of food. Before Varun had a chance to get any Lo Mein the child had gone ahead and emptied out the few pounds that there was left. Varun gave a stare of anger and disgust and the overweight child had walked back to top off his Lo Mein with osme of the soft serve ice cream they have there. The next plate I had I too had a desire for some of the Lo Mein, unfortunatly for me the obese child had gone ahead and helped himself to all of the new Lo Mein that was just put out there again, my quest for it was over. We had gone ahead and ate the rest of the time and were laughing at things Varun had to say to Chris and I. We had left to go to Round Table to meet up with Varun's brother to discuss on who had to pick up his mother that evening. That's when we had established the plan for the night. We went and picked up Varun's mom and hung around at his house for awhile before departing to Chris's house to go ahead and get drunk and party and do whatever we wanted to do. Playing beer pong was a nice relaxing thing while seemingly inhaling beer after beer. We had conversations and made jokes and made fun of the one girl there who is hooked on Varun's nuts like a fucking squirrel. She is highly annoying and not worth the effort to be nice too so I go ahead and make fun of her with every chance I get hoping she will get the hint and know that we do not want her hanging around with us. Unfortunatly she is one of the retarded girls that Reno has produced and isn't smart enough to catch the hint. Two other guys there, one named Chris and the other Maureece also known as Rips, had tried to bag on me and Varun just on random things. If you party with us you know that we don't allow people to make fun of us.
Varun and I had stood up and began making fun of them in every possible way we could, baffeling them whenever they thought they had potentially insulted us. The kill shot was making fun of the name "Rips" portraying that the only thing they rip would be eachother's buttholes. After that we all decided we should leave so I carefully drove my drunk ass home, not visibly disturbed that the night did not feel complete.
I had called the girl I worked with who thinks I am highly attractive to hang out that night but she intended to not call me back so I had let it go. This morning however I had heard my country music ringtone indicatina a girl was calling me wake me up. I looked and saw the picture and name of who was calling me but I neglected to answer due to the extremity of the earliness in the morning. 15 minutes later however I went ahead and gave her a call back.
Somewhat of a flirtaicious conflict between the two of us we had ended the conversation and I went on with my day just looking at trucks and houses on the internet hoping to have those of my own one of these days soon in the future, maybe even a girlfriend to go along with that duo of product. Varun says he thinks I am at that point where a girl in my life is what I need and I can't argue with that logic at this point.
However great things come to people who wait so I think I will just play along with whatever comes my way and go from there. Just getting all my bills paid helps me keep my mind off anything else stressful in the situations I get presented.
I think now I will be going and watching the news or something like that, maybe have a beer or two. Deffinantly though this next Saturday I was to go get drunk or at least party it up somewhere with somebody. If you want to do so then just let me know or find me on myspace or something.
With Love, Steve.
Last night was the night I had all my fun just bottled into a few hours and a lot of beers. Going to King Buffet with Varun and Chris, we ordered the all you can eat to get our, what Varun would say, "Fat Boy" on. At first glance there was not much food there and it remained that way and forever established in my mind and the weakest buffet of all time. One of the more popular oriental dishes is Lo Mein. We had went to that part of the counter to get some and waited in a line as a boy about the age of eight had started scooping the Lo Mein onto his already toppeling plate of food. Before Varun had a chance to get any Lo Mein the child had gone ahead and emptied out the few pounds that there was left. Varun gave a stare of anger and disgust and the overweight child had walked back to top off his Lo Mein with osme of the soft serve ice cream they have there. The next plate I had I too had a desire for some of the Lo Mein, unfortunatly for me the obese child had gone ahead and helped himself to all of the new Lo Mein that was just put out there again, my quest for it was over. We had gone ahead and ate the rest of the time and were laughing at things Varun had to say to Chris and I. We had left to go to Round Table to meet up with Varun's brother to discuss on who had to pick up his mother that evening. That's when we had established the plan for the night. We went and picked up Varun's mom and hung around at his house for awhile before departing to Chris's house to go ahead and get drunk and party and do whatever we wanted to do. Playing beer pong was a nice relaxing thing while seemingly inhaling beer after beer. We had conversations and made jokes and made fun of the one girl there who is hooked on Varun's nuts like a fucking squirrel. She is highly annoying and not worth the effort to be nice too so I go ahead and make fun of her with every chance I get hoping she will get the hint and know that we do not want her hanging around with us. Unfortunatly she is one of the retarded girls that Reno has produced and isn't smart enough to catch the hint. Two other guys there, one named Chris and the other Maureece also known as Rips, had tried to bag on me and Varun just on random things. If you party with us you know that we don't allow people to make fun of us.
Varun and I had stood up and began making fun of them in every possible way we could, baffeling them whenever they thought they had potentially insulted us. The kill shot was making fun of the name "Rips" portraying that the only thing they rip would be eachother's buttholes. After that we all decided we should leave so I carefully drove my drunk ass home, not visibly disturbed that the night did not feel complete.
I had called the girl I worked with who thinks I am highly attractive to hang out that night but she intended to not call me back so I had let it go. This morning however I had heard my country music ringtone indicatina a girl was calling me wake me up. I looked and saw the picture and name of who was calling me but I neglected to answer due to the extremity of the earliness in the morning. 15 minutes later however I went ahead and gave her a call back.
Somewhat of a flirtaicious conflict between the two of us we had ended the conversation and I went on with my day just looking at trucks and houses on the internet hoping to have those of my own one of these days soon in the future, maybe even a girlfriend to go along with that duo of product. Varun says he thinks I am at that point where a girl in my life is what I need and I can't argue with that logic at this point.
However great things come to people who wait so I think I will just play along with whatever comes my way and go from there. Just getting all my bills paid helps me keep my mind off anything else stressful in the situations I get presented.
I think now I will be going and watching the news or something like that, maybe have a beer or two. Deffinantly though this next Saturday I was to go get drunk or at least party it up somewhere with somebody. If you want to do so then just let me know or find me on myspace or something.
With Love, Steve.
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Precautious Downfalls Of A Relationship For A Man.
During the course of the last few weeks I have somewhat studied behaviors of relationships between myself or any other male and the female companions they most closely share a bond with. By establishing the obvious that women are for the most part blood sucking fiends who find more pleasure in hurt and sorrow of the so called "Abomination" of a man then treating them with respect and love. For the women who read this article I can say one thing before you slowly lose interest thinking it is just yet another article on how you make life suck. This one may actually help men find out what makes you happy.
Long story short people love attention. They love being showered with love and praise from their peers and getting whatever they can out of life before it abruptly ends in dismal fashion. When it comes to a man looking for a relationship there are several things that can make him stay around and not know what is good for him. One, and maybe the most obvious, is how well she works it in the bedroom. The second is how faithful she is too him and how much she can establish and build and foremost keep his trust. Lastly, the man does not want to hear you bitch and talk about yourself or your damn shoes or how your fucking nail decided to break when you grind it on the cement because you fell over from carrying too many Gucci hand bags around in your big ass Zephyr crystal status purse that you bought with your boyfriend's money because he is a sucker and a poor excuse for a man. Also he does not want to be part of the stereotypical husband that comes home early.
Now in all this a man does what he has to do to keep his women happy. He is there for her on a consistent basis to tend to her every need. He makes her laugh when he can and surprise her when it is unexpected. Don't get me wrong though, there are some bad people out there who get sick pleasure out of breaking hearts, I for one am not one of those people. But guys, at what cost can we continue to do such things as taking women to dinner and providing for them and expressing comfort in sharing our own feelings with them that you can't share with me because I will assuredly laugh at you as I sit on my bar stool drinking yet again another beer. The cost is simple, you make women the leading cause for heart breaks in the world. Women decide that a man is no good anymore when he can't hold his feelings to himself anymore and just care about her. Ladies I hate to break it to you but this is a true fact in life, men who give their all usually in the end fall.
Women have a very particular way of choosing men. Looks are the first thing that ever catch their eye, not personality. If you are some hefty set dude with acne that looks like a diagram of space on your face and they can smell the bacon deodorant from about 10 feet away, you are not going to get many attractive women if you get any at all. When a girl thinks your hot, which I sometimes get that reaction, they will proceed to give you stares that will make you pay attention to them and determine if you think that they are attractive or not. If your lucky then they will be gorgeous and you can take advantage of the fact they want you from the beginning. After the initiated conversation is presented they will take the time to get to know you just for the simple fact you are attractive and if they have the average IQ of a 6 month old blond that was born from Anna Nicole Smith then they will realize weather of not you are a waste of time or a good guy. Now this will be going uphill for approximately a week or so before it all comes crashing down in a blistering ball of fire and disappointment.
Women seem to get the feeling that they want something but change their mind after you have gone too far with it. Just recently on the phone actually I was told by a girl I work with that she likes attention from a guy when she is with him, she obviously did not get the hint on that one. Today at work I had tried the experiment on this girl, who I do think is a great girl worthy of my efforts to get to know, too see if she was in fact the same as all women in the world. I'll spoil it and tell you I was right. I had not talked to her the day before, we know the drill, she has to get over some dude before she talks to me, we have all heard it before, so until then you are stuck in "Friend Zone". I ignored her at the first part until she had written me on when my breaks were. Instead of replying the appropriate answer's I had called her a jerk and that she was ignoring me and she proceeded to call me moody. Basically the whole time I was complaining about how she did not give me any attention and that I wanted to be with her or talk to her and get to that point sooner rather then later but she was all resilient. And for that reason it began proving my point that since I wanted the attention I had gotten annoying to her and frustrated her by telling her things that were way too overly dramatic. By the end I had told her that I did not care and that when she wanted to hang out she could call me and I would stay out of her way until she got all of her shit straight. That was the brief turning point that really implied my success on the day besides having high numbers at work. She wrote me saying she wanted to hang out soon and that she still wanted to be friends and all that stuff and that we should see where it goes, basically saying she was interested yet again because I had decided to let it go and not give her that attention. But then I reversed it once more, I began doing the complaining thing again saying I wanted to be with her and that she was more then just some girl, which she kind of is I suppose, but emphasized it much more then just that. She again lost interest and that was the end of the day until I had the text saying "Why are you ignoring me?" I knew I would tell her what happened and why I did it for writing reasons and she seems fairly understanding so far.
Theory goes that women don't know what they want, and when they get what they think they wan then they want something completely opposite. Sitting at the bar today after work having some beers with the bartender that I know he was clearly upset that him and his girl were having problems. He was writing her novels for text messages expressing exactly how he feels about her and why he is the one she should be happy with. I gave him my advice in telling her to have her space and when she is ready she can come talk to you and go from there and leave it at that. About one hour after sending that message she was texting him back asking if he was over her for all of this and he simply replied "No.". A very simple answer for a girl who wanted yet another novel text message so she could have the upper hand. Putting it in a nutshell you can't give your all the the one who has you by the balls.
For my situation, I tend to play this one by ear. Spend time with this girl and have fun and let her see who I really am and one day it will work out for the best and she will see what a great guy I am and I will know about what kind of girl she is and like there was never a brief space in between it will work out. Most guys have this problem of going over the top for a girl when all she truly ever needs is the man to just be his own relaxed self and don't blow his top. Instead of buying her something everyday because you love her so much, just surprise her every so often just enough to the point where she knows you have her in your heart in mind all the time.
Ask for the men who have the opposite problems in which the girls drive them crazy. Their really is nothing we can do. Women were born with immaculate ear drums that seem to be able to block out men talking about something they enjoy or when we have the brief chance while they catch their breath to get in a word. It's truly incredible and may be able to be harnessed as a military weapon someday. Women don't understand that a guy wants a girl to just let him know he is important and she wants him around. Doesn't have to be all the time, but it is tiring when the guy makes all the effort to communicat with the girl all the time and has to make it work by himself, we are people not horses. The most comon solution is putting out and making a night out of it and just rocking his sheets until he sleeps through his alarm clock because he has no more energy after rocking your world the previous night. But outside of that there is nothing wrong with when he wakes up you are laying there with him and letting him know how much fun you had and that you care about him to the point that you would put yourself through such torturous pleasure that you enjoy for him.
I feel as if pitching this idea for my story will take more stories from the inards of a heart that is broken, mended, forever taken, and even six feet deep due to the extent of the misery that had happened. Not one person in this whole earth deserves to have someone they care about destroy their heart in the ways that I have seen before. Staying true to yourself and helping when you can with others which is your own way of life is all it takes. There is nothing more perfect in this world too me then a girl that I can enjoy having around all the time and whom I can be myself around and never have to change a thing unless I choose to do it myself. Everyone has a person out their who can do that for them and for those who suffer through times likes these there is still hope for you because their is plenty of fish in the sea. More to be added on a later time for this.
With Love, Steve.
Long story short people love attention. They love being showered with love and praise from their peers and getting whatever they can out of life before it abruptly ends in dismal fashion. When it comes to a man looking for a relationship there are several things that can make him stay around and not know what is good for him. One, and maybe the most obvious, is how well she works it in the bedroom. The second is how faithful she is too him and how much she can establish and build and foremost keep his trust. Lastly, the man does not want to hear you bitch and talk about yourself or your damn shoes or how your fucking nail decided to break when you grind it on the cement because you fell over from carrying too many Gucci hand bags around in your big ass Zephyr crystal status purse that you bought with your boyfriend's money because he is a sucker and a poor excuse for a man. Also he does not want to be part of the stereotypical husband that comes home early.
Now in all this a man does what he has to do to keep his women happy. He is there for her on a consistent basis to tend to her every need. He makes her laugh when he can and surprise her when it is unexpected. Don't get me wrong though, there are some bad people out there who get sick pleasure out of breaking hearts, I for one am not one of those people. But guys, at what cost can we continue to do such things as taking women to dinner and providing for them and expressing comfort in sharing our own feelings with them that you can't share with me because I will assuredly laugh at you as I sit on my bar stool drinking yet again another beer. The cost is simple, you make women the leading cause for heart breaks in the world. Women decide that a man is no good anymore when he can't hold his feelings to himself anymore and just care about her. Ladies I hate to break it to you but this is a true fact in life, men who give their all usually in the end fall.
Women have a very particular way of choosing men. Looks are the first thing that ever catch their eye, not personality. If you are some hefty set dude with acne that looks like a diagram of space on your face and they can smell the bacon deodorant from about 10 feet away, you are not going to get many attractive women if you get any at all. When a girl thinks your hot, which I sometimes get that reaction, they will proceed to give you stares that will make you pay attention to them and determine if you think that they are attractive or not. If your lucky then they will be gorgeous and you can take advantage of the fact they want you from the beginning. After the initiated conversation is presented they will take the time to get to know you just for the simple fact you are attractive and if they have the average IQ of a 6 month old blond that was born from Anna Nicole Smith then they will realize weather of not you are a waste of time or a good guy. Now this will be going uphill for approximately a week or so before it all comes crashing down in a blistering ball of fire and disappointment.
Women seem to get the feeling that they want something but change their mind after you have gone too far with it. Just recently on the phone actually I was told by a girl I work with that she likes attention from a guy when she is with him, she obviously did not get the hint on that one. Today at work I had tried the experiment on this girl, who I do think is a great girl worthy of my efforts to get to know, too see if she was in fact the same as all women in the world. I'll spoil it and tell you I was right. I had not talked to her the day before, we know the drill, she has to get over some dude before she talks to me, we have all heard it before, so until then you are stuck in "Friend Zone". I ignored her at the first part until she had written me on when my breaks were. Instead of replying the appropriate answer's I had called her a jerk and that she was ignoring me and she proceeded to call me moody. Basically the whole time I was complaining about how she did not give me any attention and that I wanted to be with her or talk to her and get to that point sooner rather then later but she was all resilient. And for that reason it began proving my point that since I wanted the attention I had gotten annoying to her and frustrated her by telling her things that were way too overly dramatic. By the end I had told her that I did not care and that when she wanted to hang out she could call me and I would stay out of her way until she got all of her shit straight. That was the brief turning point that really implied my success on the day besides having high numbers at work. She wrote me saying she wanted to hang out soon and that she still wanted to be friends and all that stuff and that we should see where it goes, basically saying she was interested yet again because I had decided to let it go and not give her that attention. But then I reversed it once more, I began doing the complaining thing again saying I wanted to be with her and that she was more then just some girl, which she kind of is I suppose, but emphasized it much more then just that. She again lost interest and that was the end of the day until I had the text saying "Why are you ignoring me?" I knew I would tell her what happened and why I did it for writing reasons and she seems fairly understanding so far.
Theory goes that women don't know what they want, and when they get what they think they wan then they want something completely opposite. Sitting at the bar today after work having some beers with the bartender that I know he was clearly upset that him and his girl were having problems. He was writing her novels for text messages expressing exactly how he feels about her and why he is the one she should be happy with. I gave him my advice in telling her to have her space and when she is ready she can come talk to you and go from there and leave it at that. About one hour after sending that message she was texting him back asking if he was over her for all of this and he simply replied "No.". A very simple answer for a girl who wanted yet another novel text message so she could have the upper hand. Putting it in a nutshell you can't give your all the the one who has you by the balls.
For my situation, I tend to play this one by ear. Spend time with this girl and have fun and let her see who I really am and one day it will work out for the best and she will see what a great guy I am and I will know about what kind of girl she is and like there was never a brief space in between it will work out. Most guys have this problem of going over the top for a girl when all she truly ever needs is the man to just be his own relaxed self and don't blow his top. Instead of buying her something everyday because you love her so much, just surprise her every so often just enough to the point where she knows you have her in your heart in mind all the time.
Ask for the men who have the opposite problems in which the girls drive them crazy. Their really is nothing we can do. Women were born with immaculate ear drums that seem to be able to block out men talking about something they enjoy or when we have the brief chance while they catch their breath to get in a word. It's truly incredible and may be able to be harnessed as a military weapon someday. Women don't understand that a guy wants a girl to just let him know he is important and she wants him around. Doesn't have to be all the time, but it is tiring when the guy makes all the effort to communicat with the girl all the time and has to make it work by himself, we are people not horses. The most comon solution is putting out and making a night out of it and just rocking his sheets until he sleeps through his alarm clock because he has no more energy after rocking your world the previous night. But outside of that there is nothing wrong with when he wakes up you are laying there with him and letting him know how much fun you had and that you care about him to the point that you would put yourself through such torturous pleasure that you enjoy for him.
I feel as if pitching this idea for my story will take more stories from the inards of a heart that is broken, mended, forever taken, and even six feet deep due to the extent of the misery that had happened. Not one person in this whole earth deserves to have someone they care about destroy their heart in the ways that I have seen before. Staying true to yourself and helping when you can with others which is your own way of life is all it takes. There is nothing more perfect in this world too me then a girl that I can enjoy having around all the time and whom I can be myself around and never have to change a thing unless I choose to do it myself. Everyone has a person out their who can do that for them and for those who suffer through times likes these there is still hope for you because their is plenty of fish in the sea. More to be added on a later time for this.
With Love, Steve.
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
It's Been Awhile.
And now that I sit in the UNR library with Anish and Varun being immature hitting on college women I can take a little bit of time to refresh you on the events that have recently happened to me. Starting maybe with some good on how the job is going that I had started about two months ago. Slowlys I can begin getting into the more detailed, sexually orientated part that had actually just happened over the weekend. So let me begin then with the job.
I am extremely excelling at my job and feel good about my security and future of it....Now that I am done with explaining that I can get into the fun part.
This previous weekend Varun and I had went to our friend Salvador's party to have some drinks and have quite a bit of fun. It started with a couple beers and slowly became a couple more and then became shots of Vodka and Jager. This girl I had been talking to for a long time previously (close to a year before) had come over with her friend and also had gotten very drunk which led to more interesting night then before. After drinking about all we could handle the girl and I had gone to her car and talked for about 5 minutes until I was pulled into her and began getting a little more sentual. After about six or seven minutes of making out we began losing clothing and then unfortunatly I was pulled on top in the most uncomfy of positions. Luckily for my drunk and stuperness I had the extreme case of whiskey dick and could not penetrate for the life of me.
Story of my life...Not really.
It ended with her still getting off from my hands and me getting the run around with her hand and then an unsetteling argument that led back into Salvador's apartment where everyone ahd already left. I went back to Varun's car where him and Anish were sitting eating Taco's and taking turns sticking there finger's inside the girls friend. After we had began leaving I was getting grief from the two of them as they claimed I raped her. This verbal abuse has been going on since that very day.
The very next day Varun and I had gone shopping in the most non gay of ways and bought a bunch of new clothes that we could wear for the following night. I had bought some nice shorts and a pair of jeans that had gone well with all of the shirts. But the giant prize clothing I had bought was at Dillards at Summit mall. I had bought a black sweater vest as well as a long sleeve dress shirt to wear underneath. Next I had gotten black slacks and black leather dress shoes to also wear, but here is the twist. I did not have a event to go to that night for which I was planning on wearing it, I was actually going to a casual party among people I had not met before.
Before going to the party we had made a pit-stop at wal mart to buy myself a new toothbrush. As we stood in the lane to purchase it I had noticed two girls and a pair of guys sitting in the McDonald's stairing at me and whispering to eachother. After the purchase I walked by and the girl had decided to say something with the immature cough technique. Varun had yelled shut up, I however had stepped back so they could see me in my sweater vest and called out the boys asking them if they wanted to get beat up by the guy in the sweater vest and told the girl to go back to sucking dick. It worked and when we had gotten outside they ran off before we could drive up to them.
At the party we had a few beers and talked to so women and I got my compliement's on my outfit from the cuter women. My old friend Nezhla was there and looked very good herself and I talked shit to some of her enemies for her. Then a girl I had met off myspace had also met us that night and I had spent some time with her.
That's it for this Blog unforutnalty. Anish has to leave this library and he is my ride so I can't tell you a little more detail.
when I get my computer fixed I'll make sure to keep this more up to date for everybody who still reads.
With love, Steve.
I am extremely excelling at my job and feel good about my security and future of it....Now that I am done with explaining that I can get into the fun part.
This previous weekend Varun and I had went to our friend Salvador's party to have some drinks and have quite a bit of fun. It started with a couple beers and slowly became a couple more and then became shots of Vodka and Jager. This girl I had been talking to for a long time previously (close to a year before) had come over with her friend and also had gotten very drunk which led to more interesting night then before. After drinking about all we could handle the girl and I had gone to her car and talked for about 5 minutes until I was pulled into her and began getting a little more sentual. After about six or seven minutes of making out we began losing clothing and then unfortunatly I was pulled on top in the most uncomfy of positions. Luckily for my drunk and stuperness I had the extreme case of whiskey dick and could not penetrate for the life of me.
Story of my life...Not really.
It ended with her still getting off from my hands and me getting the run around with her hand and then an unsetteling argument that led back into Salvador's apartment where everyone ahd already left. I went back to Varun's car where him and Anish were sitting eating Taco's and taking turns sticking there finger's inside the girls friend. After we had began leaving I was getting grief from the two of them as they claimed I raped her. This verbal abuse has been going on since that very day.
The very next day Varun and I had gone shopping in the most non gay of ways and bought a bunch of new clothes that we could wear for the following night. I had bought some nice shorts and a pair of jeans that had gone well with all of the shirts. But the giant prize clothing I had bought was at Dillards at Summit mall. I had bought a black sweater vest as well as a long sleeve dress shirt to wear underneath. Next I had gotten black slacks and black leather dress shoes to also wear, but here is the twist. I did not have a event to go to that night for which I was planning on wearing it, I was actually going to a casual party among people I had not met before.
Before going to the party we had made a pit-stop at wal mart to buy myself a new toothbrush. As we stood in the lane to purchase it I had noticed two girls and a pair of guys sitting in the McDonald's stairing at me and whispering to eachother. After the purchase I walked by and the girl had decided to say something with the immature cough technique. Varun had yelled shut up, I however had stepped back so they could see me in my sweater vest and called out the boys asking them if they wanted to get beat up by the guy in the sweater vest and told the girl to go back to sucking dick. It worked and when we had gotten outside they ran off before we could drive up to them.
At the party we had a few beers and talked to so women and I got my compliement's on my outfit from the cuter women. My old friend Nezhla was there and looked very good herself and I talked shit to some of her enemies for her. Then a girl I had met off myspace had also met us that night and I had spent some time with her.
That's it for this Blog unforutnalty. Anish has to leave this library and he is my ride so I can't tell you a little more detail.
when I get my computer fixed I'll make sure to keep this more up to date for everybody who still reads.
With love, Steve.
Monday, January 5, 2009
Ugh.....The Agony
Of going two straight days without inducing a single drop of alcohol. I can barely see straight from not drinking if that makes any sense at all. All I want to so this weekend is go meet up with a girl(s), go to my buddy's house to drink, and get plastered to the point where I don't remember the night. Is that so much for one man to ask? I thought so, It's not.
The weekend had started with drinking Heineken at Brennan's house and playing beer pong, I think. Anyways I had a tremendous time there just kind of floating around talking to other people.
Wait.....That was last weekend.
I can't remember this previous.
Give me a second...........
......
...
Oh Yes!!!! I remember now, I was with Danny Friday night.
Danny and I had been driving around and finding places to drink throughout the night and made a flurry of prank calls to girls in my phone attempting either to fool them with the clinic joke or having them yell at Danny and him outwit them with comebacks. We had also had some girls that I had met on Myspace coming over to drink some alcohol with us later on in the night, but before that had happened, tragedy struck.
Some girl Danny had seen several times said she was coming over to his house around nine. I had asked her if she looked good and he very vaguely had said "no". I asked what was wrong with her and he just made a gesture that she was fat. I left to get my Nick from work and returned to Danny answering the door in his boxer's and socks. I took a seat on the couch and could hear them talking throughout the house. The door opened and Danny came out, this time butt ass naked. "Steve, come on in my room." he said to me. I just walked right in and looked in the dark trying to make out the face of what looked like a Rhino or perhaps an inflated blimp. I quickly shot out of the room and began gagging uncontrollably. He wanted me to come bang the fat chick with him but I refused even after he chased me around the room naked trying to force me into the room. Thank god my Mother called and I was able to have him just go back in the room and keep face fucking Buddah.
When she came out she was even more hideous in the light, which is almost impossible unless you weigh the equivalent of a space shuttle. She called me over and I went to hear what she had to say and then she punched me in the side of the head. I was half tempted to go poke a hole in her stomach with a needle and watch her deflate and fly around the room, but I decided to be a nice guy. She had left and the two, much cuter, girls had arrived with 20$ for us to go buy their alcohol. One girl is the one I had been talking to on the space for some time and the other was her very much out of line with the bitchiness friend. They would not go with us, and Danny was skeptical that they would steal from his house. We tried to convince them but they just wouldn't do it, so Danny and I took the chance and went to go get the alcohol. The girl's bitch friend had decided she was going to ruin the night and leave and she was going with her friend. Danny thought they would steal his computer so we rushed back to the house to stop them. When we got there they had not left, but on the ride there Danny had a plan.
"How much do you think my time is worth Steve?" Danny said. "I don't know but I think this one is a bad idea." I replied. Danny had told me that he was going to keep the 20$ that they had given us because they wasted his time. When we got back to the house we just denied it the whole time saying we had left the 20$ when we thought we were getting robbed. They started arguing with us but we wouldn't back down from the original story. Finally they said they would follow us back to the store and retrieve the missing money. I didn't know what to do after that, but Danny did. "Lose them." Danny said. So as we drove the complete opposite direction of the store, I waited for the perfect time to ditch them. And as we pulled up closer to the freeway, I cut traffic and hopped onto the freeway and drove as fast as I could and pulled off the first exit I saw.
We had escaped...Until they called us.
Making a long story short, it was a loud argument that resulted in them trying to call the cops but for no reason at all. There is no crime against almost buying alcohol for minors, we would just deny and her Uncle cop that came after us would get in even more trouble for conspiracy or something like that (Danny knows the charge).
Later in the evening we had a blocked call coming in. Low and behold it was two of her guy friends trying to get tough with Danny and I. I had minimally told him off before Danny took the phone from me and really got vocally intimate with this Homosexual.
"Don't take that fucking tone with me bitch, I'm on my way with your damn fucking money, I apologize for it. I don't need 20$, I make a fucking living Homie." "I'm not you Homie, and you better fucking get here.". Then Danny said "Listen, I will ruin your fucking existance, Don't take that tone with me ever again, now apologize". "Fine, whatever". Danny replied "No Bitch, I said fucking apologize". "I did man I did". "No, I want to hear you say it, now fucking say it Bitch."
"I...I...Apolgize.". "That's what I fucking thought".
We pulled up to the Smith's parking lot and threw the 20$ on the ground contemplating weather or not we should get out and go smash these kids. But then again, they wern't even man enough to get out of the car and come confront us when we pulled up and stopped there for them to come out and try and get hard, as we yelled shit to them. It was all over after that, we finished the night by picking up two girls we knew and finishing the rest of the Heineken. Capping a pretty eventful night.
Sunday was a slow day though. Slept until the better part of noon and began my day with football. Had a few drops of excitement through the day but just generally had myself a quite restful afternoon, that's what ruined my weekend.
I'm planning on this weekend to be pretty fun, an immense mount of drinking is in order with whomever and wherever. Maybe this girl from Stead, her name is Gabriela. She is unbelievably good looking, and she thinks I'm good looking so I think she can't resist my charm you know? Of course I'm kidding about that, but hopefully she comes to hang with me.
Well I have to go to work tomorrow so I can pay all my bills and make a fool of myself by wasteing my money away. So sleeping is a priority as of right now.
But I'll be on this week again sometime, hopefully with another pretty decent story. Have fun reading.
With Love, Steve.
The weekend had started with drinking Heineken at Brennan's house and playing beer pong, I think. Anyways I had a tremendous time there just kind of floating around talking to other people.
Wait.....That was last weekend.
I can't remember this previous.
Give me a second...........
......
...
Oh Yes!!!! I remember now, I was with Danny Friday night.
Danny and I had been driving around and finding places to drink throughout the night and made a flurry of prank calls to girls in my phone attempting either to fool them with the clinic joke or having them yell at Danny and him outwit them with comebacks. We had also had some girls that I had met on Myspace coming over to drink some alcohol with us later on in the night, but before that had happened, tragedy struck.
Some girl Danny had seen several times said she was coming over to his house around nine. I had asked her if she looked good and he very vaguely had said "no". I asked what was wrong with her and he just made a gesture that she was fat. I left to get my Nick from work and returned to Danny answering the door in his boxer's and socks. I took a seat on the couch and could hear them talking throughout the house. The door opened and Danny came out, this time butt ass naked. "Steve, come on in my room." he said to me. I just walked right in and looked in the dark trying to make out the face of what looked like a Rhino or perhaps an inflated blimp. I quickly shot out of the room and began gagging uncontrollably. He wanted me to come bang the fat chick with him but I refused even after he chased me around the room naked trying to force me into the room. Thank god my Mother called and I was able to have him just go back in the room and keep face fucking Buddah.
When she came out she was even more hideous in the light, which is almost impossible unless you weigh the equivalent of a space shuttle. She called me over and I went to hear what she had to say and then she punched me in the side of the head. I was half tempted to go poke a hole in her stomach with a needle and watch her deflate and fly around the room, but I decided to be a nice guy. She had left and the two, much cuter, girls had arrived with 20$ for us to go buy their alcohol. One girl is the one I had been talking to on the space for some time and the other was her very much out of line with the bitchiness friend. They would not go with us, and Danny was skeptical that they would steal from his house. We tried to convince them but they just wouldn't do it, so Danny and I took the chance and went to go get the alcohol. The girl's bitch friend had decided she was going to ruin the night and leave and she was going with her friend. Danny thought they would steal his computer so we rushed back to the house to stop them. When we got there they had not left, but on the ride there Danny had a plan.
"How much do you think my time is worth Steve?" Danny said. "I don't know but I think this one is a bad idea." I replied. Danny had told me that he was going to keep the 20$ that they had given us because they wasted his time. When we got back to the house we just denied it the whole time saying we had left the 20$ when we thought we were getting robbed. They started arguing with us but we wouldn't back down from the original story. Finally they said they would follow us back to the store and retrieve the missing money. I didn't know what to do after that, but Danny did. "Lose them." Danny said. So as we drove the complete opposite direction of the store, I waited for the perfect time to ditch them. And as we pulled up closer to the freeway, I cut traffic and hopped onto the freeway and drove as fast as I could and pulled off the first exit I saw.
We had escaped...Until they called us.
Making a long story short, it was a loud argument that resulted in them trying to call the cops but for no reason at all. There is no crime against almost buying alcohol for minors, we would just deny and her Uncle cop that came after us would get in even more trouble for conspiracy or something like that (Danny knows the charge).
Later in the evening we had a blocked call coming in. Low and behold it was two of her guy friends trying to get tough with Danny and I. I had minimally told him off before Danny took the phone from me and really got vocally intimate with this Homosexual.
"Don't take that fucking tone with me bitch, I'm on my way with your damn fucking money, I apologize for it. I don't need 20$, I make a fucking living Homie." "I'm not you Homie, and you better fucking get here.". Then Danny said "Listen, I will ruin your fucking existance, Don't take that tone with me ever again, now apologize". "Fine, whatever". Danny replied "No Bitch, I said fucking apologize". "I did man I did". "No, I want to hear you say it, now fucking say it Bitch."
"I...I...Apolgize.". "That's what I fucking thought".
We pulled up to the Smith's parking lot and threw the 20$ on the ground contemplating weather or not we should get out and go smash these kids. But then again, they wern't even man enough to get out of the car and come confront us when we pulled up and stopped there for them to come out and try and get hard, as we yelled shit to them. It was all over after that, we finished the night by picking up two girls we knew and finishing the rest of the Heineken. Capping a pretty eventful night.
Sunday was a slow day though. Slept until the better part of noon and began my day with football. Had a few drops of excitement through the day but just generally had myself a quite restful afternoon, that's what ruined my weekend.
I'm planning on this weekend to be pretty fun, an immense mount of drinking is in order with whomever and wherever. Maybe this girl from Stead, her name is Gabriela. She is unbelievably good looking, and she thinks I'm good looking so I think she can't resist my charm you know? Of course I'm kidding about that, but hopefully she comes to hang with me.
Well I have to go to work tomorrow so I can pay all my bills and make a fool of myself by wasteing my money away. So sleeping is a priority as of right now.
But I'll be on this week again sometime, hopefully with another pretty decent story. Have fun reading.
With Love, Steve.
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
And Another Six Pack Down The Hatch.
With the utter destruction to the earth coming shortly I have managed to find myself still drinking aimlessly every night with groups of people I had just met or still don't know, or even people I had previously went to school with. Seemingly oblivious to the fact that I am a working man and have plenty of responsibilities, I tend to place getting hammered as one of the top priorities. but in any case it has grown on me and I have somewhat adopted being an alcoholic as a part of my lifestyle and otherwise would just be some drunk creep who hits on women with ridiculously forward pick-up lines. But on the outskirts of an alter reality I think we can all agree that a drunk Steve is a productive Steve.
About two nights ago or so I was sitting in Danny's apartment while we pounded some Fat Tire's and talked about stories of our past which is a usual routine. We had tried to get women to come over for some "Company" but to no avail. I watched his method of the familiar myspace pick-up and how he went about it opposed to myself. I, though very straight forward, am not anywhere near the level of forwardness that he brings to the table. It's so much more forward then me that it actually works more then when I do it because it catches them off guard by a long ways.
We were leaving the Little Nugget from downtown after devouring an Awful Awful and had seen three girls walking on the side of the road in the bright lights of Reno. Two of them had attractive features, most notabally the body, and the other had resembled Jack Frost the snowman. It could have been just another group of hot girls with the one fat friend but Danny could not let it sit that way. He had rolled down his window as we passed them and very clamly had said so they could hear "Ditch the blimb and come sit on our cock's." and that's when I had began laughing.
We stopped at the Gas Station to pick up yet another six pack of beer. There was yet another heavy set female parked next too us, but not as gorded as the one from before. Danny bought us some beer and had started walking back to the car and as we were backing out had told me to roll down the window and ask the women if she had ever been with two guys at the same time. I refused to do it. He told me to roll down the window and he would say it but before he could she had gotten in her car and closed the door. I always have my legal worries when with Danny. He always assumes the least of a penalty that we have no idea about but someday it's going to catch up with us. Unfortunatly for me, he is a much smarter person then me and most people I know, so chances are he will frame me for something that we did together and to make up for it he will buy me a couple beers.
When we got back to his apartment we decided to look at some Prostitute's on Craigs List. We looked for the most haggard looking older women on there and gave her a call, but not for us. We had called her to my friend Mikey's apartment and told her I was Mikey and that he was anxious. Mikey was with his new fuck buddy and several of our friends at the apartment so the hilariousness of this prank would be much more ammusing. She arrived at the apartment complex and knocked on the door and asked for Mikey and he was confused and everyone had known what happened after and began laughing. What I didn't think of though unfortunatly was that the Hooker would give my number to him to call and he would know the number from his cell phone. Burn on me right? I lied about my name and said I was someone else so that the Hooker would not know my name and after she left his door and explained that she just lost 175$ for that trip I had my histerical laugh.
Soon after I had a call back from the Prostitute but did not answer the call because I.....am a pussy and don't want some Pimp coming after me for dick slapping his Hoe.
I went to my friend Zach, Brennan, and Cam's house last night to have some more drinks. Yet again I picked up another six pack, this time of Heineken. We drank and I caught up with the kid's I have not seen from High School in a long time and had some laughs and listened to them rap battle eachother. We played Beer Pong for most of the night and most everyone was smoking either hookah or marijuana. One of my buddies had grabbed onto the keys of a girl at the party that just so happened to have pepper spray on the chain. He had thought it was a lighter and sprayed it into the air. about 15 seconds after that the room had been cleared out and people were outside coughing and wiping their eyes. I managed to be a man about it though and weathered the storm with Brennan.
After we established the retard who had sprayed the spray we began drinking once more and once more after that and kept going repetitavly in that order, story of my life. Quickly though the night had withered down and the girl's sister at the party who I have been talking to had attempted to be somewhat rude to me but lacked the ability to make me feel compasion towards myself. That was really the only attempted drama on the night that was smashed quickly.
Now I don't do this often but he is a reader of the Blog and had complimented me on the night about it so I had told him I would say a few words about my buddy Justin Burke. Justin is a highly touted young white rapper in Reno and has several songs that I myself enjoy listening too. He and his girlfriend were in the other room alone with eachother at around midnight or so. We all knew that some sexual activity must had been going on so instantly every guy in the room wanted to be a giant cock block and break in and lay with them. But my educated guess is that earlier that night they had heard Justin's lady bragging about the penis size of Justin and they had a bet going of who could put his weiner farther in their own asses. Not only that, but in the dark they wanted to know if their male ass hole's felt similar to that of a female vagina. My guess is that Justin would know the difference. The reason I seem to be praising Justin is because of the little jock strap he has accumulated on his face with his hair. I too sport the jock strap. Of course I'm kidding with the homosexual jokes towards all the other guy's who attempted the cock block.
Also while I'm feeling generous, it was nice to see Mista D at the party as well. Last time I had talked to him I had accidentally sent an emberrasing text message that was intended for a girl that I had wanted to come suck my dick. I justified myself by telling him that he could suck my dick if he would like too. Cody had backed me up in the sense of telling them how I had sent a message to a co-worker of his telling her to come sit on my cock. So I'm not entirely in the wrong here.
Well that has been the week so far. I'm sure I will party at that house again and be able to Blog some more and maybe this time actually find some bitches there that are worth the effort to hit on just to fuck (exclude the girl at the party I actually have been talking to.) for the night. Everyone have a happy and drunk New Year's.
With Love, Steve.
About two nights ago or so I was sitting in Danny's apartment while we pounded some Fat Tire's and talked about stories of our past which is a usual routine. We had tried to get women to come over for some "Company" but to no avail. I watched his method of the familiar myspace pick-up and how he went about it opposed to myself. I, though very straight forward, am not anywhere near the level of forwardness that he brings to the table. It's so much more forward then me that it actually works more then when I do it because it catches them off guard by a long ways.
We were leaving the Little Nugget from downtown after devouring an Awful Awful and had seen three girls walking on the side of the road in the bright lights of Reno. Two of them had attractive features, most notabally the body, and the other had resembled Jack Frost the snowman. It could have been just another group of hot girls with the one fat friend but Danny could not let it sit that way. He had rolled down his window as we passed them and very clamly had said so they could hear "Ditch the blimb and come sit on our cock's." and that's when I had began laughing.
We stopped at the Gas Station to pick up yet another six pack of beer. There was yet another heavy set female parked next too us, but not as gorded as the one from before. Danny bought us some beer and had started walking back to the car and as we were backing out had told me to roll down the window and ask the women if she had ever been with two guys at the same time. I refused to do it. He told me to roll down the window and he would say it but before he could she had gotten in her car and closed the door. I always have my legal worries when with Danny. He always assumes the least of a penalty that we have no idea about but someday it's going to catch up with us. Unfortunatly for me, he is a much smarter person then me and most people I know, so chances are he will frame me for something that we did together and to make up for it he will buy me a couple beers.
When we got back to his apartment we decided to look at some Prostitute's on Craigs List. We looked for the most haggard looking older women on there and gave her a call, but not for us. We had called her to my friend Mikey's apartment and told her I was Mikey and that he was anxious. Mikey was with his new fuck buddy and several of our friends at the apartment so the hilariousness of this prank would be much more ammusing. She arrived at the apartment complex and knocked on the door and asked for Mikey and he was confused and everyone had known what happened after and began laughing. What I didn't think of though unfortunatly was that the Hooker would give my number to him to call and he would know the number from his cell phone. Burn on me right? I lied about my name and said I was someone else so that the Hooker would not know my name and after she left his door and explained that she just lost 175$ for that trip I had my histerical laugh.
Soon after I had a call back from the Prostitute but did not answer the call because I.....am a pussy and don't want some Pimp coming after me for dick slapping his Hoe.
I went to my friend Zach, Brennan, and Cam's house last night to have some more drinks. Yet again I picked up another six pack, this time of Heineken. We drank and I caught up with the kid's I have not seen from High School in a long time and had some laughs and listened to them rap battle eachother. We played Beer Pong for most of the night and most everyone was smoking either hookah or marijuana. One of my buddies had grabbed onto the keys of a girl at the party that just so happened to have pepper spray on the chain. He had thought it was a lighter and sprayed it into the air. about 15 seconds after that the room had been cleared out and people were outside coughing and wiping their eyes. I managed to be a man about it though and weathered the storm with Brennan.
After we established the retard who had sprayed the spray we began drinking once more and once more after that and kept going repetitavly in that order, story of my life. Quickly though the night had withered down and the girl's sister at the party who I have been talking to had attempted to be somewhat rude to me but lacked the ability to make me feel compasion towards myself. That was really the only attempted drama on the night that was smashed quickly.
Now I don't do this often but he is a reader of the Blog and had complimented me on the night about it so I had told him I would say a few words about my buddy Justin Burke. Justin is a highly touted young white rapper in Reno and has several songs that I myself enjoy listening too. He and his girlfriend were in the other room alone with eachother at around midnight or so. We all knew that some sexual activity must had been going on so instantly every guy in the room wanted to be a giant cock block and break in and lay with them. But my educated guess is that earlier that night they had heard Justin's lady bragging about the penis size of Justin and they had a bet going of who could put his weiner farther in their own asses. Not only that, but in the dark they wanted to know if their male ass hole's felt similar to that of a female vagina. My guess is that Justin would know the difference. The reason I seem to be praising Justin is because of the little jock strap he has accumulated on his face with his hair. I too sport the jock strap. Of course I'm kidding with the homosexual jokes towards all the other guy's who attempted the cock block.
Also while I'm feeling generous, it was nice to see Mista D at the party as well. Last time I had talked to him I had accidentally sent an emberrasing text message that was intended for a girl that I had wanted to come suck my dick. I justified myself by telling him that he could suck my dick if he would like too. Cody had backed me up in the sense of telling them how I had sent a message to a co-worker of his telling her to come sit on my cock. So I'm not entirely in the wrong here.
Well that has been the week so far. I'm sure I will party at that house again and be able to Blog some more and maybe this time actually find some bitches there that are worth the effort to hit on just to fuck (exclude the girl at the party I actually have been talking to.) for the night. Everyone have a happy and drunk New Year's.
With Love, Steve.
Friday, December 26, 2008
I Hate Being Sick
Being sick is one of those things that everyone has to deal with. For some reason it seems as if when I get sick it is right around a time where I have a lot to do or have important plans. I'm currently curled up on my couch battling a cough and runny nose and every hour or so making a mad dash to the bathroom to empty the bile from my stomach. Not only that but it has made me extremely light headed and exhausted. But it does give me a rare opportunity to write today about all that has happened of late.
As i sit here on my grandmothers couch thinking about how in the world I had become this sick. I begin thinking about how the third year in a row in which my father has bailed on me for Christmas morning due to weather conditions. For those who don't realize this, the holiday's come at a point in time when the weather does not permit for people to drive long distances. You must improvise and adjust so that you can spend time with your family. Anyways it was a decent Christmas and I had collected some valuable money that I can use for my bills of all things.
My car had recently broke down my having the clutch blow out so it was towed down to Pep Boys. Instead of fixing it though and having other things break down on it I have decided to give it to Mercedes Benz of Reno and begin payments on a newer nicer car. This is pending a sign off by my father for the new car because my credit history always prevents me from being able to achieve creditable items. But with the leverage that it seems I have gained on my father and the new job as a Phone Banker at Wells Fargo I had just gotten I don't see the problem with being able to have him sign for it.
We had just gotten evicted from our apartment due to being to loud but at the same time it was not an issue due to the fact that we could not afford the rent this month anyways. It was quite funny about how this all came about though, I had some girls over a few nights ago and we had all taken some shots and pounded some beers and 3 of the 5 had went to sleep in my room where I let them sleep and Danny and I had taken control of the other two. The one girl who was less attractive had puked on the stairs but the other girl was laying with Danny. Danny had been feeling her up and had asked her if she was down for Danny and I fucking her at the same time. She was down for it but she was on her period.
Story of my life.
Anyways the 31st is when we have to have all our stuff out and I'm happy we are getting out, I missed living near my family and with my grandmother.
Well I have somewhat hit the nail on the head with this fairly short Blog, just some kind of update on what has been going on with me lately. At the time being I'll sign off and let you guys get back to your shopping frenzy because I need to go throw up now.
With love, Steve
As i sit here on my grandmothers couch thinking about how in the world I had become this sick. I begin thinking about how the third year in a row in which my father has bailed on me for Christmas morning due to weather conditions. For those who don't realize this, the holiday's come at a point in time when the weather does not permit for people to drive long distances. You must improvise and adjust so that you can spend time with your family. Anyways it was a decent Christmas and I had collected some valuable money that I can use for my bills of all things.
My car had recently broke down my having the clutch blow out so it was towed down to Pep Boys. Instead of fixing it though and having other things break down on it I have decided to give it to Mercedes Benz of Reno and begin payments on a newer nicer car. This is pending a sign off by my father for the new car because my credit history always prevents me from being able to achieve creditable items. But with the leverage that it seems I have gained on my father and the new job as a Phone Banker at Wells Fargo I had just gotten I don't see the problem with being able to have him sign for it.
We had just gotten evicted from our apartment due to being to loud but at the same time it was not an issue due to the fact that we could not afford the rent this month anyways. It was quite funny about how this all came about though, I had some girls over a few nights ago and we had all taken some shots and pounded some beers and 3 of the 5 had went to sleep in my room where I let them sleep and Danny and I had taken control of the other two. The one girl who was less attractive had puked on the stairs but the other girl was laying with Danny. Danny had been feeling her up and had asked her if she was down for Danny and I fucking her at the same time. She was down for it but she was on her period.
Story of my life.
Anyways the 31st is when we have to have all our stuff out and I'm happy we are getting out, I missed living near my family and with my grandmother.
Well I have somewhat hit the nail on the head with this fairly short Blog, just some kind of update on what has been going on with me lately. At the time being I'll sign off and let you guys get back to your shopping frenzy because I need to go throw up now.
With love, Steve
Monday, December 15, 2008
So a priest, a rabbi and Steve walk into a brothel ...
... and Steve is the only one that doesn't get laid.
And I feel like I'm Steve right now, sitting in the lobby with a bunch of whores that refuse to sit on my cock.
Story of my life.
That being said, I guess I should introduce myself. I'm Danny. I'm smarter and better looking than anyone else in this house, but never get laid while I'm over here. I think it's because the bitches that are here - the seven of them, or so - have the combined IQ of a donkey.
A crack baby donkey.
So here is how tonight is going to work. Steve and I are going to go back and forth, taking turns writing a few paragraphs each. We're writing in real time - meaning that we each write about things as they are happening. Right now it is 11:19 p.m., so lets see where the night takes us.
Steve:
Danny unfortunately for me is a writer for the newspaper that "nobody cares about" so he has some experience. He drinks heavily and sleeps with fat girls and occasionally attempts to urinate on them.
He currently is trying to show all the rookie drinkers how to shotgun a beer because I can give him credit for being an outstanding drinker. Most of the night will probably consist of me and him making fun of each other in an attempt to establish the more masculine dominance over the other. Such as when I had picked him up earlier and we had the conversation of me coming back to town and talked of when I turned 21 and went to the bars. I told him I would be the bronze and he would be the brains and he had said to me, "Yes, They will be able to see that" which as much as it offended me had been a brilliant burn.
By the way, he lost the shotgun to a couple of girls.
Danny:
"You're like a salmon - emotionally."
"You're prettier than a salmon. Like a turtle."
First time I've said either of those sentences out loud was about 20 minutes ago. It's 11:52 right now and I just finished one of the weirdest conversations I've had all week (expect for last night when I had to explain to some other girl how - and why - I've slept with as many girls as I have). It was with Jesse.
So anyway, there is this girl here. I think her name is Jesse. She wants my nuts. Why? Because she is a woman and women want my nuts.
All women want my nuts. I am God.
This Jessi girl thinks I'm creepy. Makes sense. I could see that. But her reasoning for me being creepy is that I always invite her roommate to sit on my cock. Shit. Jesse can sit on my cock too if she wants. Me, her and her roommate can have a fucking orgy as long as the beer doesn't run out and I realize what they look like sober.
Stupid fucking whores!
Steve:
I can't believe the conversation that I just saw take place from the living room of my house between Danny and Jesse. It might have been the funniest conversation I have witnessed.
At the same time she is still a girl that is caught on my mind a lot of the time. I can't speak much of it because I'm an idiot, but it is the truth.
I have Danny's back through thick and thin though. If something happens with the ex boyfriends coming over and trying to fight Danny then Matt and I have his back 100%. It would be no contest if Danny had fought by himself by throwing somebody over a ledge and ending there life.
We are bout to get get another 24 pack of keystone light and attempt to get drunker as me and Danny get ready to get up early in the morning to go about certain duties that we have. But we don't really care at this point in time, we are just going to keep drinking until the sun comes up and have ourselves a good time and see if we can't sleep with some of the girls that are over here at the moment.
Danny:
Steve:
So I had to cut off Danny to tell you about this girl over here at the moment. Her name is Brittany, and yes I had slept with her recently. She is a fairly cool girl but had made a somewhat harsh joke saying she would vomit in my presence. I keep holding it over her head and tormenting not only her but myself when I make fun of her for the past experiences we have had. I'm about 10 beers deep at this point so my writing quality has probably dropped as well as my sensible quality as I have allowed Matt to drive my Nissan to go get some alcohol with Danny.
We have been sitting here playing some drinking games and having conversation with everyone since about 9 o'clock and I have to say I am having a fairly fun time just drinking and picking out what girl I would like to hook up with for the night, But I must say I would really like to stay a night with Jesse and see what she is all about and why I hear about the crazy things that happen when she is in the mood to have a man with her for a night.
Danny and Matt should be back at any time now with another 24 pack of beer and we should be getting a little more drunk then we are at the moment but Danny had delayed going because all the girl's were nagging him to go so every time the did so he would have to drink one more beer before he departed. I will keep updated on the situation as I get more drunk throughout the night.
Steve: Danny is still gone so I will write once again another funny story that I seem to be chalk full of. Brittney is being a complete bitch at the moment so I will not waste my time with her. I'm completely lieing at the moment...I'm in love with Brittney and make up any excuse I can to talk to her.
We were just over at the neighbor's house talking about how Trever had just met the neighbor girl's about 2 months ago. We had talked about he had told her he had an off-road license so she would go with us to go four wheeling. We all had joked that her and Trever should hook up and have their own little thing going but turns out our new roommate Mark had a thing for her and Trever and the neighbor girl had a thing for hating each other. Very weird since I had a thing for her roommatethat Danny had been arguing with earlier in the night.
Now i Promise the next writing session will be from Danny because I have to go back next door and start getting more stories for this Blog. He should be back soon unless Matt has crashed my car just like he had crashed this girl Kelsey's before and he died in a tragic accident, which I highly doubt, stay tuned.
Danny:
"Oh, you must not have met me. I'm Danny. I fuck bitches like Jesse, only better looking."
Trever, Steve's roommate, was saying something about how Jesse was higher than my standards. Can't have shit like that floating around.
I guess that's the thing about me - people either hate me or love me. Steve and Matt love me. Jesse hates me...
... Can't really blame her.
I did say she looks like a turtle. Not a salmon.
As I write this, I am looking my shoulder. Last thing I need is to get hit in the back of the head by a petite bitch whose face looks like a salmon.
It's a quarter to two in the morning. Had a small altercation at the Wal-Mart.
"You're working graveyard at Wal-Mart for $8 an hour. Who the fuck are you to not sell me beer?"
Stupid fucking bitches!
That's really my life. Fighting with white trash bitches, whether they're the ones that work at Wal-Mart, or the ones who live by Steve and can't accept the fast they want to like my asshole - I guess stupid people resent any form of intelligence.
2:06 a.m. Have to do some reporting in a few hours. Bitches here are acting like a drug attic having withdrawls. Homeboys are still being cool.
You don't always know what to do at 2 in the morning when bitches are being hella dumb, all you want is a ho sitting on your cock, you're starting to sober up and realize Keystone Light taste like piss.
Maybe you shouldn't waste your life writing pointless blogs and fucking random bitches, you think to yourself.
Maybe you should write professional journalism and fuck women without STDs - which means you are in the wrong place right now.
Steve:
So Matt had just hit Brittany in the face as hard as he could. She is going to have a black eye for real. We are going to say that she had hit Matt and she had fallen on her face and got a bruise that looks like a handprint and continued to beat Matt in the face with her hand. They were talking about how she is nororious for taking it deep in the ass.
Danny:
2:06 a.m.
Fuck my life.
Steve:
Matt had threatened to smash a bear can over Brittany's head, it was fairly funny. I had sat here and taken the whole Jesse vs. Danny thing the whole night and I have to say it seems like Danny Isn't in the wrong at the moment. I think Jesse has trouble taking a joke from somebody who she has not met before. It is quite the bullshit story of her being mad about it. Danny is a good guy with intentions of just having a good night. But it's not my fault she has to be that way towards him right?
Anyways, I had just saw Matt tell Brittany as she recorded him that she had sucked his dick and he slapped her in the head and she fell over on a laughing Danny. It was funny as hell, I have never laughed harder in my life. I'm going to let Danny take over for a few, have fun hearing his story.
Danny:
It's a quarter to three right now. All the good looking girls have left; Kelsey and Brittany remain. No point in doing anything but drinking now.
Or ever.
Really, I feel out of my element here. I mean, I'm a somewhat respected intellectual around a bunch of cool ass dudes and dumb ass bitches that aren't 30 minutes into a 12-person fuckfest. What's the point of even being here?
Of course, chilling with Steve, Matt, Trever, Mikey and all the other fellas is definitely good. But still, these whores should know their places - on our cocks.
Not much to report at this point. I want to tell this Kelsey girl to walk the fuck home, but she is the type of ho to suck every swinging cock in this room, and I'm not the type to cockblock my homeboys, so I guess I'll put up with her whorish ignorance.
Story of my life.
Steve:
So Danny had just told one of the girl's that they were dumb at that they had to go home while she was playing some guitar hero. She blew him the fuck off and continued to play the game while he seemingly had talked to himself about the reasons why he did not appreciate them being there at that time.
Matt apparently is Danny's nigga. funny I should say that as they sprayed beer right over me and the computer that im typing on. But it's all good as we are having a fairly fun time tonight.
I had given a massage to Kiley, a girl that was over, and she had rated it a 8 out of 10, which is usually the score I get from people.
She is a cute girl and maybe I'll hang with her on apersonal level at some point but at the time she had left and I had just managed to get her number.
Still the neighbor girl though is being totally disregarding of Danny's humor. It is quite funny to me and I'm waiting for Danny to throw somebody over a ledge or maybe put a head in the door.
Danny:
It's just past 3:30 in the morning. I have realized that Matt and Steve and the downest mother fuckers in the world.
They are going to convince these dumb hoes to drink a pee beer.
Yes, a pee beer.
Steve:
Kelsey had just drank Danny's pee from a beer can. It was the funniest thing I have ever seen in my life. I dont know how else to explain it. It was simply the most ridiculous thing I have ever seen in my life. I dont't know really what to say except that I'm crying from laughing so hard.
that's all I have to say.
Danny is going to get more beer right now and then we will continue to get drunk off our asses. But regardless it was the funniest thing I have ever experienced in my life.
here is Danny again
I think I might try and hook up with Brittany for a second. Hopefully it works.
Danny:
So some bitch was talking shit ... and then she drank a beer can full of piss.
Bitches shouldn't talk shit.
It's 4:06 a.m. Brittany confessed that she has been tag teamed and did not like it. Kelsey is looking for her phone. Trever and I just bought another 24 pack of Keystone Light. My knee hurts from jumping off a ledge.
And these bitches are yet to suck my dick.
Time to drink another dozen beers or so.
Steve:
Time to drink a dozen beers or so indeed. My friend Mikey is currently trying to hook up with a girl that I have had crush on for the longest time. Probably since I have moved in to this apartment complex. But he doesn't know how it is and I can't help but let him do it if he feels the urge and she wants him, you know?
It doesn'y matter, Danny is trying to get this girl to show her boobs and she will not do it. But it turns out that Matt has somewhat of a crush on Brittany so I will not allow her to be consumed by other guy's, espicially myself and Danny.
I don'y know what to do really about my situation. I probably will just let it go but I don't want too. I'm so confused.
Danny:
Danny is better looking the Steven.
I had tried to convince Brittany to show me her boobs, but Matt had told me that he had a careful feeling towards her so I had to appeal the feeling to ask her.
Also I forgot that maybe I have'nt mentioned that Kelsey had drank piss from a beer can.
I really think I should be starting my own televison show.
Steve:
Holy Shit, Matt had just made the best burrito's of all time. I had an orgasm in my mouth from eating it. It was the best thing ever when I have had been getting drunk from 5 in the morning. Given the weather I'm surprised I have let Matt drive my car around to get more alcohol.
The girl next store is still thinking that everything is okay when it really isn't. She is with my friend and it is really bothering me and I don't want to make a big deal of it.
But Danny is about to fall asleep so I think this is going to be the end of the real time, celebrity Blog that we have had throughout the night. It has been an insanely drunk night and it was a complete benefit to drink a my own place. Thank you for reading feelow followers.
With love, Steve and Danny.
And I feel like I'm Steve right now, sitting in the lobby with a bunch of whores that refuse to sit on my cock.
Story of my life.
That being said, I guess I should introduce myself. I'm Danny. I'm smarter and better looking than anyone else in this house, but never get laid while I'm over here. I think it's because the bitches that are here - the seven of them, or so - have the combined IQ of a donkey.
A crack baby donkey.
So here is how tonight is going to work. Steve and I are going to go back and forth, taking turns writing a few paragraphs each. We're writing in real time - meaning that we each write about things as they are happening. Right now it is 11:19 p.m., so lets see where the night takes us.
Steve:
Danny unfortunately for me is a writer for the newspaper that "nobody cares about" so he has some experience. He drinks heavily and sleeps with fat girls and occasionally attempts to urinate on them.
He currently is trying to show all the rookie drinkers how to shotgun a beer because I can give him credit for being an outstanding drinker. Most of the night will probably consist of me and him making fun of each other in an attempt to establish the more masculine dominance over the other. Such as when I had picked him up earlier and we had the conversation of me coming back to town and talked of when I turned 21 and went to the bars. I told him I would be the bronze and he would be the brains and he had said to me, "Yes, They will be able to see that" which as much as it offended me had been a brilliant burn.
By the way, he lost the shotgun to a couple of girls.
Danny:
"You're like a salmon - emotionally."
"You're prettier than a salmon. Like a turtle."
First time I've said either of those sentences out loud was about 20 minutes ago. It's 11:52 right now and I just finished one of the weirdest conversations I've had all week (expect for last night when I had to explain to some other girl how - and why - I've slept with as many girls as I have). It was with Jesse.
So anyway, there is this girl here. I think her name is Jesse. She wants my nuts. Why? Because she is a woman and women want my nuts.
All women want my nuts. I am God.
This Jessi girl thinks I'm creepy. Makes sense. I could see that. But her reasoning for me being creepy is that I always invite her roommate to sit on my cock. Shit. Jesse can sit on my cock too if she wants. Me, her and her roommate can have a fucking orgy as long as the beer doesn't run out and I realize what they look like sober.
Stupid fucking whores!
Steve:
I can't believe the conversation that I just saw take place from the living room of my house between Danny and Jesse. It might have been the funniest conversation I have witnessed.
At the same time she is still a girl that is caught on my mind a lot of the time. I can't speak much of it because I'm an idiot, but it is the truth.
I have Danny's back through thick and thin though. If something happens with the ex boyfriends coming over and trying to fight Danny then Matt and I have his back 100%. It would be no contest if Danny had fought by himself by throwing somebody over a ledge and ending there life.
We are bout to get get another 24 pack of keystone light and attempt to get drunker as me and Danny get ready to get up early in the morning to go about certain duties that we have. But we don't really care at this point in time, we are just going to keep drinking until the sun comes up and have ourselves a good time and see if we can't sleep with some of the girls that are over here at the moment.
Danny:
Steve:
So I had to cut off Danny to tell you about this girl over here at the moment. Her name is Brittany, and yes I had slept with her recently. She is a fairly cool girl but had made a somewhat harsh joke saying she would vomit in my presence. I keep holding it over her head and tormenting not only her but myself when I make fun of her for the past experiences we have had. I'm about 10 beers deep at this point so my writing quality has probably dropped as well as my sensible quality as I have allowed Matt to drive my Nissan to go get some alcohol with Danny.
We have been sitting here playing some drinking games and having conversation with everyone since about 9 o'clock and I have to say I am having a fairly fun time just drinking and picking out what girl I would like to hook up with for the night, But I must say I would really like to stay a night with Jesse and see what she is all about and why I hear about the crazy things that happen when she is in the mood to have a man with her for a night.
Danny and Matt should be back at any time now with another 24 pack of beer and we should be getting a little more drunk then we are at the moment but Danny had delayed going because all the girl's were nagging him to go so every time the did so he would have to drink one more beer before he departed. I will keep updated on the situation as I get more drunk throughout the night.
Steve: Danny is still gone so I will write once again another funny story that I seem to be chalk full of. Brittney is being a complete bitch at the moment so I will not waste my time with her. I'm completely lieing at the moment...I'm in love with Brittney and make up any excuse I can to talk to her.
We were just over at the neighbor's house talking about how Trever had just met the neighbor girl's about 2 months ago. We had talked about he had told her he had an off-road license so she would go with us to go four wheeling. We all had joked that her and Trever should hook up and have their own little thing going but turns out our new roommate Mark had a thing for her and Trever and the neighbor girl had a thing for hating each other. Very weird since I had a thing for her roommatethat Danny had been arguing with earlier in the night.
Now i Promise the next writing session will be from Danny because I have to go back next door and start getting more stories for this Blog. He should be back soon unless Matt has crashed my car just like he had crashed this girl Kelsey's before and he died in a tragic accident, which I highly doubt, stay tuned.
Danny:
"Oh, you must not have met me. I'm Danny. I fuck bitches like Jesse, only better looking."
Trever, Steve's roommate, was saying something about how Jesse was higher than my standards. Can't have shit like that floating around.
I guess that's the thing about me - people either hate me or love me. Steve and Matt love me. Jesse hates me...
... Can't really blame her.
I did say she looks like a turtle. Not a salmon.
As I write this, I am looking my shoulder. Last thing I need is to get hit in the back of the head by a petite bitch whose face looks like a salmon.
It's a quarter to two in the morning. Had a small altercation at the Wal-Mart.
"You're working graveyard at Wal-Mart for $8 an hour. Who the fuck are you to not sell me beer?"
Stupid fucking bitches!
That's really my life. Fighting with white trash bitches, whether they're the ones that work at Wal-Mart, or the ones who live by Steve and can't accept the fast they want to like my asshole - I guess stupid people resent any form of intelligence.
2:06 a.m. Have to do some reporting in a few hours. Bitches here are acting like a drug attic having withdrawls. Homeboys are still being cool.
You don't always know what to do at 2 in the morning when bitches are being hella dumb, all you want is a ho sitting on your cock, you're starting to sober up and realize Keystone Light taste like piss.
Maybe you shouldn't waste your life writing pointless blogs and fucking random bitches, you think to yourself.
Maybe you should write professional journalism and fuck women without STDs - which means you are in the wrong place right now.
Steve:
So Matt had just hit Brittany in the face as hard as he could. She is going to have a black eye for real. We are going to say that she had hit Matt and she had fallen on her face and got a bruise that looks like a handprint and continued to beat Matt in the face with her hand. They were talking about how she is nororious for taking it deep in the ass.
Danny:
2:06 a.m.
Fuck my life.
Steve:
Matt had threatened to smash a bear can over Brittany's head, it was fairly funny. I had sat here and taken the whole Jesse vs. Danny thing the whole night and I have to say it seems like Danny Isn't in the wrong at the moment. I think Jesse has trouble taking a joke from somebody who she has not met before. It is quite the bullshit story of her being mad about it. Danny is a good guy with intentions of just having a good night. But it's not my fault she has to be that way towards him right?
Anyways, I had just saw Matt tell Brittany as she recorded him that she had sucked his dick and he slapped her in the head and she fell over on a laughing Danny. It was funny as hell, I have never laughed harder in my life. I'm going to let Danny take over for a few, have fun hearing his story.
Danny:
It's a quarter to three right now. All the good looking girls have left; Kelsey and Brittany remain. No point in doing anything but drinking now.
Or ever.
Really, I feel out of my element here. I mean, I'm a somewhat respected intellectual around a bunch of cool ass dudes and dumb ass bitches that aren't 30 minutes into a 12-person fuckfest. What's the point of even being here?
Of course, chilling with Steve, Matt, Trever, Mikey and all the other fellas is definitely good. But still, these whores should know their places - on our cocks.
Not much to report at this point. I want to tell this Kelsey girl to walk the fuck home, but she is the type of ho to suck every swinging cock in this room, and I'm not the type to cockblock my homeboys, so I guess I'll put up with her whorish ignorance.
Story of my life.
Steve:
So Danny had just told one of the girl's that they were dumb at that they had to go home while she was playing some guitar hero. She blew him the fuck off and continued to play the game while he seemingly had talked to himself about the reasons why he did not appreciate them being there at that time.
Matt apparently is Danny's nigga. funny I should say that as they sprayed beer right over me and the computer that im typing on. But it's all good as we are having a fairly fun time tonight.
I had given a massage to Kiley, a girl that was over, and she had rated it a 8 out of 10, which is usually the score I get from people.
She is a cute girl and maybe I'll hang with her on apersonal level at some point but at the time she had left and I had just managed to get her number.
Still the neighbor girl though is being totally disregarding of Danny's humor. It is quite funny to me and I'm waiting for Danny to throw somebody over a ledge or maybe put a head in the door.
Danny:
It's just past 3:30 in the morning. I have realized that Matt and Steve and the downest mother fuckers in the world.
They are going to convince these dumb hoes to drink a pee beer.
Yes, a pee beer.
Steve:
Kelsey had just drank Danny's pee from a beer can. It was the funniest thing I have ever seen in my life. I dont know how else to explain it. It was simply the most ridiculous thing I have ever seen in my life. I dont't know really what to say except that I'm crying from laughing so hard.
that's all I have to say.
Danny is going to get more beer right now and then we will continue to get drunk off our asses. But regardless it was the funniest thing I have ever experienced in my life.
here is Danny again
I think I might try and hook up with Brittany for a second. Hopefully it works.
Danny:
So some bitch was talking shit ... and then she drank a beer can full of piss.
Bitches shouldn't talk shit.
It's 4:06 a.m. Brittany confessed that she has been tag teamed and did not like it. Kelsey is looking for her phone. Trever and I just bought another 24 pack of Keystone Light. My knee hurts from jumping off a ledge.
And these bitches are yet to suck my dick.
Time to drink another dozen beers or so.
Steve:
Time to drink a dozen beers or so indeed. My friend Mikey is currently trying to hook up with a girl that I have had crush on for the longest time. Probably since I have moved in to this apartment complex. But he doesn't know how it is and I can't help but let him do it if he feels the urge and she wants him, you know?
It doesn'y matter, Danny is trying to get this girl to show her boobs and she will not do it. But it turns out that Matt has somewhat of a crush on Brittany so I will not allow her to be consumed by other guy's, espicially myself and Danny.
I don'y know what to do really about my situation. I probably will just let it go but I don't want too. I'm so confused.
Danny:
Danny is better looking the Steven.
I had tried to convince Brittany to show me her boobs, but Matt had told me that he had a careful feeling towards her so I had to appeal the feeling to ask her.
Also I forgot that maybe I have'nt mentioned that Kelsey had drank piss from a beer can.
I really think I should be starting my own televison show.
Steve:
Holy Shit, Matt had just made the best burrito's of all time. I had an orgasm in my mouth from eating it. It was the best thing ever when I have had been getting drunk from 5 in the morning. Given the weather I'm surprised I have let Matt drive my car around to get more alcohol.
The girl next store is still thinking that everything is okay when it really isn't. She is with my friend and it is really bothering me and I don't want to make a big deal of it.
But Danny is about to fall asleep so I think this is going to be the end of the real time, celebrity Blog that we have had throughout the night. It has been an insanely drunk night and it was a complete benefit to drink a my own place. Thank you for reading feelow followers.
With love, Steve and Danny.
Sunday, December 14, 2008
I'm gonna have to ask you to stop...Or I'm gonna fucking kill you.
I apologize for not posting previously throughout the week. I have had an extremely rough week and more then not been drunk for the greater part of it. Almost every night had ended with everyone having a fun time but there was tension in between every single moment. But in the end I was happy that the weekend had went into the direction that it did.
I had spent time with my friend Danny for the better part of this whole week just kicking back beers and having girls over at whatever place we were partying at. He had met all the kids staying with us and the roommates and had became an instant attraction to everyone with all of his stories of his life that he has. We had partied with the neighbor girls a few times and he had gotten the number of one of them and had conversation with her that had been good at first until it slowly started to break down. We had gone out with Danny to this girl's house that I have never met before and right when we got there he had left us to go handle something with his buddy across town. Matt, Brittany, and I had became acquainted with the three girls and had some drinks with them before they invited us to a party right down the street in the same apartment complex as them. We had spent some time there before the three girl's we had just met that night had left and gone elsewhere. We got to know everyone from the new party and began drinking heavily before trying to figure out a way to get home since Danny would not be coming back for the night. Mark had came to pick us up after spending the evening with his girlfriend and we all came home and crashed before we could start drinking again.
The next night Danny had come over again for some food and to talk about what had been happening with the neighbor girl drama. Apparently the guy friend's of the two girl's wanted to smash Danny's face in. Good news for them is that they did not try, I have seen the damage that Danny does, And though he may just be a guy in a sweater vest, He will grab you by the eyes and throw you over a two story ledge. Not to mention myself and Matt had Danny's back against whoever should attempt to oppose him. Later that night two of the guys had come over and casually introduced themselves to Danny but had not started any drama at the moment. One had left and the other had positioned himself on the futon which is where Mark slept at night and the neighbor girl whom all of this started from had tried to talk to Danny with me in the room. She had asked him if they could talk privately and he calmly replied that he was cozy and that they could talk from the position's they were at. She pleaded her case that she was a good girl and that there was no need for anything to happen and Danny agreed and tried to shoo her away after saying that they should just drop it but it was not good enough for her and she continued to press the issue but Danny kept telling her to drop it and interrupting her in hopes that she would just get the hint that she was being dismissed and walk away. The one guy still in the room pulled the neighbor girl aside and had asked if that was the same kid from which she had spoken about and she said yes but he is cool now. The kid had come to Danny and for the third time in 15 minutes had introduced himself but this time with a little conviction in his voice. He had said "I thought something bad was about to happen" and Danny calmly replied "Yeah, I thought I was going to have to get up off the couch". It all died right there while I sat there and laughed for an extended period of time at how he had handled the neighbor girl.
As the night went on we had decided to go have some beers at the neighbor girl's house and see what would happen. Nothing had happened as I had thought except for the same old boring things. Everyone sat around and had some beers and watched television. I had other plans though, Varun had come to pick me up and we went to a keg party and played some beer pong down there. We had lost the game but still had a fairly good time before I had gotten a phone call from a distressed Matt. He had said that the neighbor girl's friends where trying to start a fight with him so I had gotten home as soon as I could to help him out and Danny had come back to the house as well to back him up. Fortunately he was drunk and had completely exagerated what was going to happen. So me and Danny had decided to go ahead and head on over to a house where this girl and her friend had been. We looked for awhile but could not find it and finally gave up and he dropped me back off at my house. Danny got a call later from the girl and had found the house and had later found out that the friend she was with had actually been a man, lucky me.
I woke up this morning a little hung over but feeling pretty good at the same time. I had ate breakfast and watched my Raiders get destroyed by the patriots but it wasn't much of a surprise to me at that point. I had kept talking to this girl on myspace who lived in california and hopefully is going to be attending a college in San Diego where I will be stationed for SWAT team. She has caught me off guard because she is gorgeous but like the dirty talk, so I give her just the mere image of the things I would like to do to her. Hopefully I will be able to fulfill these naughty things that me and her are so eager to try.
I also said I would mention Mikey in this blog so let me start by telling you all of how gay he is. Mikey is so gay that he was jumped at his own gay pride parrade because his swagger had made all of the other gay people jealous. I get scared at night knowing he sleeps on my couch because he can come into my room and try and rape me while I sleep. He has a little innocent baby face that makes it seem like he is harmless but really he is just a flamer. Mark has a girlfriend now also. It caught me by surprise because it only took one date for them to see that they were going to be together and today which is now day 2 i believe of the relationship I had heard him say that he loves her. Though it wasn't how it sounded it still had made my jaw bone dislocate and fall to the floor.
I can't remember anything else that had happened over the week because I was most likely too drunk to remember. But I will try and Blog tomorrow and let you all know how everything is going with my current dilemna's that I don't have at the particualar moment. Everyone have a safe and happy holiday.
With love, Steve
I had spent time with my friend Danny for the better part of this whole week just kicking back beers and having girls over at whatever place we were partying at. He had met all the kids staying with us and the roommates and had became an instant attraction to everyone with all of his stories of his life that he has. We had partied with the neighbor girls a few times and he had gotten the number of one of them and had conversation with her that had been good at first until it slowly started to break down. We had gone out with Danny to this girl's house that I have never met before and right when we got there he had left us to go handle something with his buddy across town. Matt, Brittany, and I had became acquainted with the three girls and had some drinks with them before they invited us to a party right down the street in the same apartment complex as them. We had spent some time there before the three girl's we had just met that night had left and gone elsewhere. We got to know everyone from the new party and began drinking heavily before trying to figure out a way to get home since Danny would not be coming back for the night. Mark had came to pick us up after spending the evening with his girlfriend and we all came home and crashed before we could start drinking again.
The next night Danny had come over again for some food and to talk about what had been happening with the neighbor girl drama. Apparently the guy friend's of the two girl's wanted to smash Danny's face in. Good news for them is that they did not try, I have seen the damage that Danny does, And though he may just be a guy in a sweater vest, He will grab you by the eyes and throw you over a two story ledge. Not to mention myself and Matt had Danny's back against whoever should attempt to oppose him. Later that night two of the guys had come over and casually introduced themselves to Danny but had not started any drama at the moment. One had left and the other had positioned himself on the futon which is where Mark slept at night and the neighbor girl whom all of this started from had tried to talk to Danny with me in the room. She had asked him if they could talk privately and he calmly replied that he was cozy and that they could talk from the position's they were at. She pleaded her case that she was a good girl and that there was no need for anything to happen and Danny agreed and tried to shoo her away after saying that they should just drop it but it was not good enough for her and she continued to press the issue but Danny kept telling her to drop it and interrupting her in hopes that she would just get the hint that she was being dismissed and walk away. The one guy still in the room pulled the neighbor girl aside and had asked if that was the same kid from which she had spoken about and she said yes but he is cool now. The kid had come to Danny and for the third time in 15 minutes had introduced himself but this time with a little conviction in his voice. He had said "I thought something bad was about to happen" and Danny calmly replied "Yeah, I thought I was going to have to get up off the couch". It all died right there while I sat there and laughed for an extended period of time at how he had handled the neighbor girl.
As the night went on we had decided to go have some beers at the neighbor girl's house and see what would happen. Nothing had happened as I had thought except for the same old boring things. Everyone sat around and had some beers and watched television. I had other plans though, Varun had come to pick me up and we went to a keg party and played some beer pong down there. We had lost the game but still had a fairly good time before I had gotten a phone call from a distressed Matt. He had said that the neighbor girl's friends where trying to start a fight with him so I had gotten home as soon as I could to help him out and Danny had come back to the house as well to back him up. Fortunately he was drunk and had completely exagerated what was going to happen. So me and Danny had decided to go ahead and head on over to a house where this girl and her friend had been. We looked for awhile but could not find it and finally gave up and he dropped me back off at my house. Danny got a call later from the girl and had found the house and had later found out that the friend she was with had actually been a man, lucky me.
I woke up this morning a little hung over but feeling pretty good at the same time. I had ate breakfast and watched my Raiders get destroyed by the patriots but it wasn't much of a surprise to me at that point. I had kept talking to this girl on myspace who lived in california and hopefully is going to be attending a college in San Diego where I will be stationed for SWAT team. She has caught me off guard because she is gorgeous but like the dirty talk, so I give her just the mere image of the things I would like to do to her. Hopefully I will be able to fulfill these naughty things that me and her are so eager to try.
I also said I would mention Mikey in this blog so let me start by telling you all of how gay he is. Mikey is so gay that he was jumped at his own gay pride parrade because his swagger had made all of the other gay people jealous. I get scared at night knowing he sleeps on my couch because he can come into my room and try and rape me while I sleep. He has a little innocent baby face that makes it seem like he is harmless but really he is just a flamer. Mark has a girlfriend now also. It caught me by surprise because it only took one date for them to see that they were going to be together and today which is now day 2 i believe of the relationship I had heard him say that he loves her. Though it wasn't how it sounded it still had made my jaw bone dislocate and fall to the floor.
I can't remember anything else that had happened over the week because I was most likely too drunk to remember. But I will try and Blog tomorrow and let you all know how everything is going with my current dilemna's that I don't have at the particualar moment. Everyone have a safe and happy holiday.
With love, Steve
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Road Trip Anyone?
So I have decided that my life can not be completed without a road trip to Newport Beach, CA at some point this year before I leave to New Mexico. It is always hard to get people together for a road trip so at the very least I will just take a quick plane ride there. Several reasons why I'm going there, one in particular, but it is gorgeous down there, I can be on the beach, and look for real estate when I take the trip to San Diego for when I'm stationed there. Plus I haven't had a true vacation since my parents had taken me to Santa Cruz when I was around the age of 11 or so. This hopefully will be started sometime by the end of January around my birthday perhaps.
Last night had been quite the crazy night with the amount of alcohol that we had consumed. I would say I had a good 14 or 15 beers with only about 2 or 3 shots but it was enough to impair my judgment on the night. We had attempted to play some drinking games but were unable to finish any of them as we were having too much fun listening to Danny's funny stories and talking trash about one another. I had stayed up all night drinking after Danny had slept for about two hours or so. It was 6 in the morning and still dark out when Danny offered to buy me breakfast at Denny's. We jumped in his car and had a long conversation and talked about financial opportunities. By around 830 the girls who were over had left and I cleaned up and actually had fallen asleep till about 2 in the afternoon after that to at least get a few hours of sleep.
I have taken back my old job at Pep Boys and will be a service writer starting hopefully this upcoming week. The pay at first does not seem great at only 7 dollars an hour, but it is a commission based job. The service manager and also a good buddy of mine had told me that with my customer service skills that my average pay could be somewhere around 14 to 15 dollars an hour as long as I was able to keep selling which is a give in. With the economy how it is more people keep there cars and get them fixed up rather then go buy a brand new car with the risk of having it taken away. Mark will be a garage monkey, Doing oil changes and mounting tires and changing wipers and headlights for 8.40 an hour but he gets 50 hours a week and full benefits so he is pleased with what he is able to get.
Not too much else to write about today. It has been a very pleasant day and even the wee morning hours had treated me well. I think tonight I will end my reign as the last person in the world who has not seen The Dark Knight. Other then that I do have a date set up with a girl from last night that I had not gotten the chance to talk to as much as I would have hoped the other night but I'll take this opportunity to put myself out there and see what happens.
Looking far among others sounds like desperation to find something that has eluded you until the most unexpected time has come through. We meet everyone for a reason, and everything is altered with each voice and opinion you hear whether or not you like to believe it or not. I live my life with the motive of taking advantage of most opportunities that present themselves to me. Pleasure, Fame, Fortune are all something people can act on. But in some cases it can be something more. And the road trip I will take will lead me to something that can either be brief or great, but for whatever reason I feel the impact will be positive in my life.
With love, Steve.
Last night had been quite the crazy night with the amount of alcohol that we had consumed. I would say I had a good 14 or 15 beers with only about 2 or 3 shots but it was enough to impair my judgment on the night. We had attempted to play some drinking games but were unable to finish any of them as we were having too much fun listening to Danny's funny stories and talking trash about one another. I had stayed up all night drinking after Danny had slept for about two hours or so. It was 6 in the morning and still dark out when Danny offered to buy me breakfast at Denny's. We jumped in his car and had a long conversation and talked about financial opportunities. By around 830 the girls who were over had left and I cleaned up and actually had fallen asleep till about 2 in the afternoon after that to at least get a few hours of sleep.
I have taken back my old job at Pep Boys and will be a service writer starting hopefully this upcoming week. The pay at first does not seem great at only 7 dollars an hour, but it is a commission based job. The service manager and also a good buddy of mine had told me that with my customer service skills that my average pay could be somewhere around 14 to 15 dollars an hour as long as I was able to keep selling which is a give in. With the economy how it is more people keep there cars and get them fixed up rather then go buy a brand new car with the risk of having it taken away. Mark will be a garage monkey, Doing oil changes and mounting tires and changing wipers and headlights for 8.40 an hour but he gets 50 hours a week and full benefits so he is pleased with what he is able to get.
Not too much else to write about today. It has been a very pleasant day and even the wee morning hours had treated me well. I think tonight I will end my reign as the last person in the world who has not seen The Dark Knight. Other then that I do have a date set up with a girl from last night that I had not gotten the chance to talk to as much as I would have hoped the other night but I'll take this opportunity to put myself out there and see what happens.
Looking far among others sounds like desperation to find something that has eluded you until the most unexpected time has come through. We meet everyone for a reason, and everything is altered with each voice and opinion you hear whether or not you like to believe it or not. I live my life with the motive of taking advantage of most opportunities that present themselves to me. Pleasure, Fame, Fortune are all something people can act on. But in some cases it can be something more. And the road trip I will take will lead me to something that can either be brief or great, but for whatever reason I feel the impact will be positive in my life.
With love, Steve.
Monday, December 8, 2008
Was That Shirt White When You Bought It Or After We Had Sex?
So last night was quite an intriguing night with all the alcohol and a surprise visit from my good friend Danny. It was all good and fun making fun of Steven all night until I decided to say something back at the end of the night that was not taken as a joke because some people can dish it but just can't take it. Outside of that the night had gone rather smoothly and a get richer quick scheme had been thought up among intelligent mind(s). Also in case you haven't already my good friend Ronnie has began Blogging on the same website as well so maybe you all can check his out at some point in time.
The night had began with me and a few of my friends sitting in my apartment looking for some alcohol and girls who would be willing to change their busy plans on a Sunday night to hang out with some jobless fools who had nothing better to do then get trashed. We could not find any girls outside of the two neighbor girls who were always down to have people around. My good friend Danny who I had not seen in awhile had decided to come have some drinks with us and tell us some of his crazy stories and keep us entertained. When he had come we went next door to meet the neighbor girls and I had agreed to have my happy trail waxed by the girl I had a crush on. It was painful yet i let her wax a sad face on my left leg to match the smiley face waxed on my right leg. Danny refused to get waxed and instead we had accumulated some money and went to the store to pick up some Vodka and Captain Morgan. When we had come back we left the bottle of Vodka to my roommate and our friends and Danny and I had went next door to begin drinking with the girls. But as son as it started everyone had plowed their way into their house and we had a big assortment of people in the house. Throughout the night we had drank only a handful of beers and a few more then that of shots but nothing that could have gotten me near drunk.
It seemed as if I was the center of some cruel jokes during the course of the night. I'm a very good sport and was able to laugh them all off without defending myself. Most of them had been sexual jokes or someone trying to joke but not knowing they were really telling the truth about me having no game with the ladies. After all that and most of Danny's stories we had went back over to my house with a 6 pack of Mickey's and listened to a few more stories. Mark had gotten way above his limit as he had vomited over the ledge of our patio. He had been bugging the neighbor girls who were trying to get some sleep and had asked if he could crash on their couch over the phone because we were all in his area. He stood at their door for about 5 minutes and told everybody to walk away when we had gotten to close to him. Finally I began losing my temper and had told him to pick a house to stay at because I was locking the door in a couple seconds, with a couple swear words in the middle of that sentence. He had come back and played it as a joke so we had no problem with it. When we did leave the neighbor's house I had texted my comeback for the night to her saying "Let's just have sex ya?" as a joke. She could not understand that and began her long process of not talking to me the rest of the night which really had irritated me that she had such a reaction to something I had been taking all night.
I woke up this morning and instantly was in horrible mood and did not want to deal with any bullshit throughout the day. I went to see my mom at 8 in the morning at her work and she had bought me a new sweater and some food and gas just because she is an amazing mother. I then went home to hang out with the guys who were still passed out. Matt had woken up off the couch to the chicken and had eaten some with his whiskey that he wanted to keep drinking and then we had went down to my old job and soon to be current job at Pep Boys. I talked with the manager about where I would be working at and we had worked it all out and saw about setting Matt up with a job. Mark had gotten the job and will start very soon himself. Mark went down after me and Matt had come home from a quick trip to the mall and he had gotten the job. He called neighbor girl and she had a distress in her voice that I'm assuming it was from my comment the night before. I asked him the problem but he had just walked out. I let it go and figured I would just ask him when he came back from talking with her. When he had come back I had asked him what her deal was and the response to that question was "It's only between me and her". As small as that was it infuriated me, I sent her a text asking why she was mad and she said she did not want to talk to anybody. But then why would she be telling Mark everything and not me about her problem's? I was about to start punching holes in walls so I went to go give my baby niece a visit to calm me down.
After seeing her and being calmed down and then dropping my brother-in-law off at work I had headed home and began getting the anger back. I walked in to Trever, Mark, and Matt and was hammered with question's asking why I was upset today. I told them exactly what I had just wrote and felt somewhat better until she had come over and began doing the same exact thing. I politely answered her questions with "A lot of things" and began watching the football game as she jumped onto the computer which is what I'm sure she had come over to use in the first place.
Well that's about all I have for tonight, I'll make sure to post tomorrow and see how I feel.
On one more note though, There is another girl, though she does live far away and it has not became that type of feeling towards her, she is a sweetheart and drop dead sexy. That is helping me get away from this shit and get hooked up on something that is much more fun.
With Love, Steve.
The night had began with me and a few of my friends sitting in my apartment looking for some alcohol and girls who would be willing to change their busy plans on a Sunday night to hang out with some jobless fools who had nothing better to do then get trashed. We could not find any girls outside of the two neighbor girls who were always down to have people around. My good friend Danny who I had not seen in awhile had decided to come have some drinks with us and tell us some of his crazy stories and keep us entertained. When he had come we went next door to meet the neighbor girls and I had agreed to have my happy trail waxed by the girl I had a crush on. It was painful yet i let her wax a sad face on my left leg to match the smiley face waxed on my right leg. Danny refused to get waxed and instead we had accumulated some money and went to the store to pick up some Vodka and Captain Morgan. When we had come back we left the bottle of Vodka to my roommate and our friends and Danny and I had went next door to begin drinking with the girls. But as son as it started everyone had plowed their way into their house and we had a big assortment of people in the house. Throughout the night we had drank only a handful of beers and a few more then that of shots but nothing that could have gotten me near drunk.
It seemed as if I was the center of some cruel jokes during the course of the night. I'm a very good sport and was able to laugh them all off without defending myself. Most of them had been sexual jokes or someone trying to joke but not knowing they were really telling the truth about me having no game with the ladies. After all that and most of Danny's stories we had went back over to my house with a 6 pack of Mickey's and listened to a few more stories. Mark had gotten way above his limit as he had vomited over the ledge of our patio. He had been bugging the neighbor girls who were trying to get some sleep and had asked if he could crash on their couch over the phone because we were all in his area. He stood at their door for about 5 minutes and told everybody to walk away when we had gotten to close to him. Finally I began losing my temper and had told him to pick a house to stay at because I was locking the door in a couple seconds, with a couple swear words in the middle of that sentence. He had come back and played it as a joke so we had no problem with it. When we did leave the neighbor's house I had texted my comeback for the night to her saying "Let's just have sex ya?" as a joke. She could not understand that and began her long process of not talking to me the rest of the night which really had irritated me that she had such a reaction to something I had been taking all night.
I woke up this morning and instantly was in horrible mood and did not want to deal with any bullshit throughout the day. I went to see my mom at 8 in the morning at her work and she had bought me a new sweater and some food and gas just because she is an amazing mother. I then went home to hang out with the guys who were still passed out. Matt had woken up off the couch to the chicken and had eaten some with his whiskey that he wanted to keep drinking and then we had went down to my old job and soon to be current job at Pep Boys. I talked with the manager about where I would be working at and we had worked it all out and saw about setting Matt up with a job. Mark had gotten the job and will start very soon himself. Mark went down after me and Matt had come home from a quick trip to the mall and he had gotten the job. He called neighbor girl and she had a distress in her voice that I'm assuming it was from my comment the night before. I asked him the problem but he had just walked out. I let it go and figured I would just ask him when he came back from talking with her. When he had come back I had asked him what her deal was and the response to that question was "It's only between me and her". As small as that was it infuriated me, I sent her a text asking why she was mad and she said she did not want to talk to anybody. But then why would she be telling Mark everything and not me about her problem's? I was about to start punching holes in walls so I went to go give my baby niece a visit to calm me down.
After seeing her and being calmed down and then dropping my brother-in-law off at work I had headed home and began getting the anger back. I walked in to Trever, Mark, and Matt and was hammered with question's asking why I was upset today. I told them exactly what I had just wrote and felt somewhat better until she had come over and began doing the same exact thing. I politely answered her questions with "A lot of things" and began watching the football game as she jumped onto the computer which is what I'm sure she had come over to use in the first place.
Well that's about all I have for tonight, I'll make sure to post tomorrow and see how I feel.
On one more note though, There is another girl, though she does live far away and it has not became that type of feeling towards her, she is a sweetheart and drop dead sexy. That is helping me get away from this shit and get hooked up on something that is much more fun.
With Love, Steve.
Sunday, December 7, 2008
History of the Past Becomes Feelings of the Present
About some time ago I was involved with a woman who I consider the last girl I had feelings for. I don't know what had come over me but after it had come to a terrible downfall I had begun discussions with her sister in an attempt to make her jealous. To make a long story short everything had fallen apart and I was left yet again left alone with nobody to call my own. It took many drunk nights and a few sober lonesome one's to make myself better off without the distress of a woman in my life. But now it is roughly coming back and making me feel like more of a fool then ever.
As I was laying down on my flower couch playing Madden 09 and thinking about how I can't stop fumbling the ball I had a quick revelation of the past. As my vision had blacked out for the instant I had spoken with my late Grandfather about the situation I had indulged with the woman in my life that had consumed my time and interest. Though deceased he had still given me productive advice on how to handle the situation. He had explained to me once before during his lifetime that no girl should be worth the effort who had not shown any compassion towards yourself. In other words, if she has her ex boyfriend over and does god knows what during every night you should not be waiting in line for something that you shouldn't have too. It is disgusting to think of someone breaking their back and making themselves available for someone who will completely take them for granted. I know I deserve someone who can establish themselves as a cornerstone in my life and not just someone who knows all the right buttons to push to get me in a frenzy.
As for Mark and the girl he has admired. I do believe he can do much better as well. Nieve as it is I think he knows what is going on but refuses to believe that she is not coming around anytime soon. She has lied and played games as far as I can tell this whole time and does whatever she can to avoid any affection towards him but yet will take advantage of the great things he has to offer. Ladies I am going to make a shout out to Mark, He is a great guy with a huge heart and needs someone who is willing to be taken care of step in to consume it. He doesn't need someone to make him jealous or bring there ex boyfriends over. He wants a girl to start fresh with and that can be themselves with him and treat him the way he deserves. If you are interested please contact me and let me know for the sake of finding someone you may be looking for.
As for me, I'm not sure anymore what I want to do. I chase and chase and chase and then follow and then chase some more but to no success. As corny as it may sound I believe that good things come to people who are patient. I must be patient to find a stability such as a strong woman in my life that I have yet to grab hold of. The last girl I had been involved with still has somewhat of a hold on me, more then I had though actually. As crazy as it sounds I wish things would go back and I would be able to have another chance and see what I could make of it and see if my instincts were correct and that she was something extremely special.
I'm going to be going back into the shop at Pep Boys, the place I used to work, at the end of the week and make small yet efficient living funds off of it. So Amazon will no longer be using my services all night. Life otherwise has been neutral and the testing day for border patrol keeps inching closer and closer and I can feel the day approaching when I get to leave to start my career. Makes me think about when the day comes how hard it will be to leave everything I know behind, friends, family, just everything in general. But I know after everything has gotten started I will see the worth of my decision.
As I played card games tonight with my buddies I had the slightest thought of how things were going back at home with my mother. She seemed distressed earlier today but I have no reason to believe their is. My sister seems to be doing very well and my brother-in-law is still working harder then ever. My other roommate Trever will be finding a new job soon hopefully unless he wants to move back home and be off the lease and do whatever it is he will do.
"Nobody can go back and start a new beginning, But anyone can start today and make a new ending"-Maria Robinson.
The past had happened to you for a reason. Everything that has accumulated up until now has a point to it. Your prophecy in life has developed a sense of security in your life that you never can see because you feel broken by past mistakes. If at all you ever had the chance would you change something in your past knowing it could alter anything that has or will happen in your future? I do believe that people have made more then small mistakes in their past, but the only way to make yourself better and stronger is too learn from the mistakes you have already made and if you have never made them then you always have room for error in your judgment. Make the mistakes early so later on in life when you can really get in a lot of trouble you won't have to make those mistakes.
Thank you for reading.
With love. Steve.
As I was laying down on my flower couch playing Madden 09 and thinking about how I can't stop fumbling the ball I had a quick revelation of the past. As my vision had blacked out for the instant I had spoken with my late Grandfather about the situation I had indulged with the woman in my life that had consumed my time and interest. Though deceased he had still given me productive advice on how to handle the situation. He had explained to me once before during his lifetime that no girl should be worth the effort who had not shown any compassion towards yourself. In other words, if she has her ex boyfriend over and does god knows what during every night you should not be waiting in line for something that you shouldn't have too. It is disgusting to think of someone breaking their back and making themselves available for someone who will completely take them for granted. I know I deserve someone who can establish themselves as a cornerstone in my life and not just someone who knows all the right buttons to push to get me in a frenzy.
As for Mark and the girl he has admired. I do believe he can do much better as well. Nieve as it is I think he knows what is going on but refuses to believe that she is not coming around anytime soon. She has lied and played games as far as I can tell this whole time and does whatever she can to avoid any affection towards him but yet will take advantage of the great things he has to offer. Ladies I am going to make a shout out to Mark, He is a great guy with a huge heart and needs someone who is willing to be taken care of step in to consume it. He doesn't need someone to make him jealous or bring there ex boyfriends over. He wants a girl to start fresh with and that can be themselves with him and treat him the way he deserves. If you are interested please contact me and let me know for the sake of finding someone you may be looking for.
As for me, I'm not sure anymore what I want to do. I chase and chase and chase and then follow and then chase some more but to no success. As corny as it may sound I believe that good things come to people who are patient. I must be patient to find a stability such as a strong woman in my life that I have yet to grab hold of. The last girl I had been involved with still has somewhat of a hold on me, more then I had though actually. As crazy as it sounds I wish things would go back and I would be able to have another chance and see what I could make of it and see if my instincts were correct and that she was something extremely special.
I'm going to be going back into the shop at Pep Boys, the place I used to work, at the end of the week and make small yet efficient living funds off of it. So Amazon will no longer be using my services all night. Life otherwise has been neutral and the testing day for border patrol keeps inching closer and closer and I can feel the day approaching when I get to leave to start my career. Makes me think about when the day comes how hard it will be to leave everything I know behind, friends, family, just everything in general. But I know after everything has gotten started I will see the worth of my decision.
As I played card games tonight with my buddies I had the slightest thought of how things were going back at home with my mother. She seemed distressed earlier today but I have no reason to believe their is. My sister seems to be doing very well and my brother-in-law is still working harder then ever. My other roommate Trever will be finding a new job soon hopefully unless he wants to move back home and be off the lease and do whatever it is he will do.
"Nobody can go back and start a new beginning, But anyone can start today and make a new ending"-Maria Robinson.
The past had happened to you for a reason. Everything that has accumulated up until now has a point to it. Your prophecy in life has developed a sense of security in your life that you never can see because you feel broken by past mistakes. If at all you ever had the chance would you change something in your past knowing it could alter anything that has or will happen in your future? I do believe that people have made more then small mistakes in their past, but the only way to make yourself better and stronger is too learn from the mistakes you have already made and if you have never made them then you always have room for error in your judgment. Make the mistakes early so later on in life when you can really get in a lot of trouble you won't have to make those mistakes.
Thank you for reading.
With love. Steve.
Friday, December 5, 2008
The Devil Lives In Fernley
How many jobs have you ever had where you can't stand it because there is a lack of work for you to do? If you like standing for 11 hours a day then you would love the place where I work. Placing items from a tote onto a belt is all my job consists of. I would rather be watching paint dry then doing this type of work if only through the holiday's.
I haven't been able to write in my Blog the last couple of days due to working 11 hours through the night into the beaming hours of the morning all the way in the unknown land of Fernley, NV. But there really is no story about work for you to have to listen to. It really is about as boring as it sounds, but. I do work across from this very attractive girl who's name I have yet to obtain from her. She is I believe 24 years of age with short black hair and a toned body with a nice tan. She has a lower back tattoo that I was lucky enough to be shown the first day and with the body she had it was particularly sexy. Outside of that there really is nothing else to speak about there.
I have finally spilled my heart out to people who I have not quite yet spoken to about the way I feel about them. I had finally had enough of carrying the insubordinate weight on my shoulders and letting opportunities to unload it pass by. Once again I do not want to waste everybody's time with speaking of the boring situations, So I will skip straight to the girl. I had told her that even though the last few weeks had been stressful and much drama had proceeded between us that I still did have strong feelings for her and knew that her feelings most likely have changed but I would just feel better knowing that she knew how I had felt. She then said "Thanks for that, it really means a lot.". But to be perfectly honest I probably won't feel better just saying it to her with no result. And her answer to what I had said has me confused as to how she feels towards me. But story of a man's life, We simply just can not understand the thought process of a woman.
"In the hopes of reaching the moon men fail to see the flowers that blossom at their feet."-Albert Schweitzer
Deeming any downfall's of a society in which love conquers only about half the time in marriage. It is something also that most people crave to find at an early age in their lifetime. Interestingly I have found myself not looking for it but looking for an opportunity to develop a relationship into that of a bonding heritage. The single life is so good to me in the sense that I have all my time to do whatever I want, But most of the time I have no other activities to interact with. That would be the most viable reason the I would like to have a female companion in my life who isn't the kissing cuddly type that you can't seem to get away from. But I would much rather have a girl who can come hang every so often. Have some sort of enjoyable physical activity and be able to let you watch the game or do whatever you want to do without clinging on like a leech. Also someone who can live their life outside of me by going out with friends and I can also go out with my friends and in the end we would not have to worry because we would have that unspoken trust between each other. That may very well be the exact reason why I have found myself itching for this girl I talk about. She fits the category, and the quote, I have been shooting for the greatest thing I could find. The hottest girl with the best body who can love and cherish you, when underneath my feet their was something greater then that, someone who could really make you feel like you can be yourself and never have to change anything around on you. It's irony but in attempting to reach the moon, I have gone past something that has more of a gravitational pole then that very same moon towards my willingness to care.
With love, Steve
I haven't been able to write in my Blog the last couple of days due to working 11 hours through the night into the beaming hours of the morning all the way in the unknown land of Fernley, NV. But there really is no story about work for you to have to listen to. It really is about as boring as it sounds, but. I do work across from this very attractive girl who's name I have yet to obtain from her. She is I believe 24 years of age with short black hair and a toned body with a nice tan. She has a lower back tattoo that I was lucky enough to be shown the first day and with the body she had it was particularly sexy. Outside of that there really is nothing else to speak about there.
I have finally spilled my heart out to people who I have not quite yet spoken to about the way I feel about them. I had finally had enough of carrying the insubordinate weight on my shoulders and letting opportunities to unload it pass by. Once again I do not want to waste everybody's time with speaking of the boring situations, So I will skip straight to the girl. I had told her that even though the last few weeks had been stressful and much drama had proceeded between us that I still did have strong feelings for her and knew that her feelings most likely have changed but I would just feel better knowing that she knew how I had felt. She then said "Thanks for that, it really means a lot.". But to be perfectly honest I probably won't feel better just saying it to her with no result. And her answer to what I had said has me confused as to how she feels towards me. But story of a man's life, We simply just can not understand the thought process of a woman.
"In the hopes of reaching the moon men fail to see the flowers that blossom at their feet."-Albert Schweitzer
Deeming any downfall's of a society in which love conquers only about half the time in marriage. It is something also that most people crave to find at an early age in their lifetime. Interestingly I have found myself not looking for it but looking for an opportunity to develop a relationship into that of a bonding heritage. The single life is so good to me in the sense that I have all my time to do whatever I want, But most of the time I have no other activities to interact with. That would be the most viable reason the I would like to have a female companion in my life who isn't the kissing cuddly type that you can't seem to get away from. But I would much rather have a girl who can come hang every so often. Have some sort of enjoyable physical activity and be able to let you watch the game or do whatever you want to do without clinging on like a leech. Also someone who can live their life outside of me by going out with friends and I can also go out with my friends and in the end we would not have to worry because we would have that unspoken trust between each other. That may very well be the exact reason why I have found myself itching for this girl I talk about. She fits the category, and the quote, I have been shooting for the greatest thing I could find. The hottest girl with the best body who can love and cherish you, when underneath my feet their was something greater then that, someone who could really make you feel like you can be yourself and never have to change anything around on you. It's irony but in attempting to reach the moon, I have gone past something that has more of a gravitational pole then that very same moon towards my willingness to care.
With love, Steve
Monday, December 1, 2008
Back To Realistic Insanity.
Today was more of a eventful day in a sense of handling money problems and forgetting about drama, For at least a few stale hours. My day had consisted of work related activities and a splash of some action and small white lies. It also marked a day where I had forgot about why I had been so angry the day before and let all that drama go for the sake of being able to live with someone you have no choice but to live with. Also you can never be mad when Monday night football is on.
I had risen from my bed at somewhere around 645 in the morning. Luckily I did because I had screwed up setting my alarm and would not have gotten up in time if my mind didn't wake me up. I was getting ready to go to orientation for my new job at Amazon.Com. Trever and I had both gotten the same job and the same hours so we were able to carpool to Fernley for work Sunday through Thursday. Trever had not woken up yet so I went in his room to make him wake up. He said we didn't have to be there until 8 in the morning but I insisted we go as early as possible as to set up our payroll sheet. He had gotten up and I had decided to eat a bowl of soup before leaving and noticed Mark sleeping on the couch instead of the bed. Then I remembered he would not sleep on his bed until he had cleaned it because an overly large women had slept on it Saturday night with no pants on. Disgusted as he was, He cleaned the sheet's today I hope so he wouldn't have to sleep on our uncomfortable flower coated couch.
Trever and I had arrived at the Reno Plaza Hotel around 740 in the morning or so and thought we would have been two of the first people to arrive. As we walked in we saw a line no shorter then a line you would see at the Department of Motor Vehicles during the peak of the day. We had waited in the line for about 30 minutes before getting to the front and submitting our last names to the lady with the computer in front of her. She had explained that we did not have ID numbers with the company yet so we were not able to get our picture cards that granted us access into our building. We took a seat and prepared for the safety orientation when Trever had been text crazy with a girl he had once known. He told me the story that her boyfriend for some odd reason had not liked Trever very strongly and had always said something to her when they spotted him and his Jeep drive by. I then made a stupid decision and asked for the number of the girl and wrote her a text telling her that she had better not have anybody touch Trever or else I would get involved and handle it myself. Before I knew it I was arguing with her and her older brother who obviously had nothing of a life but time to try and act tough over a phone, which I suppose I cant say much more for myself about it. I "Maybe" could have mentioned that I would slap the shit out of her boyfriend and anyone else who wanted to try and mess with Trever and that is what fueled the brother to start being swear happy at me.
We wrote back and forth all through orientation and the end result was him wanting to get all his friends and fighting us at the skate park like we were all still Freshmen. He called me telling me to give Trever messages of hate and anger but I kept telling Trever that he was gay and would like to take him to his bedroom for some romance. He then became frustrated and had ended the call numerous times after mark had answered and told him that he was not into gay activities even though he had just got out of jail. They had told me a story about how their mom had been overly protective and calls the cops for every possible reason so at that moment I had stopped writing both of them and let them call me names for a small amount of time after that.
After thinking of everything said I began seeing myself in the brother's shoes and what I would do if someone had started telling my sister that they would beat up her boyfriend. I understood why he had gotten so upset, because I too would have most likely taken it to that level when they attack a family member. Though my Brother-in-Law would handle most people he would have to fight I would still support my sister through most everything. But at the same time I had lowered myself to a level that I had once achieved when I became the age of 5. Also I know now that my sister is a bad ass mother fucker and can handle her own shit, So I really couldn't see myself doing anything else but sitting there and playing with my niece as she gently tells the person over the phone to fuck off.
My friend Mikey who I had not seen in some time wanted to meet up with me and Trever as we had headed back to the Hotel to get our Pictures taken for our job's. I have never met someone as geographically challenged as this child was. Not one main road that I had said off the top of my head he knew where it was, South Virginia, Wells, Mill Street, And more. I had to finally tell him to drive towards the lights of downtown and cruise down the street with the hotel in strobe lights. Finally he had made it and it was only 530 at night and he was driving a 1994 Chevrolet Camaro, red in color. He had a lifted jeep before that so it was a sure fire change of driving view. After showing us the car he had come into the Hotel with us and waited as we had our pictures taken. When we had walked out he was sleeping in a corner of the Hotel curled up into a ball. We had woken him up and went to the Denny's down the street for some dinner. Trever was not hungry but Mikey and I were starved and each had full meals to ourselves. We rode back to the house and came home to Mark and Ronnie watching Monday night football.
My work schedule is a 55 hour a week schedule and it will be Sunday through Thursday, 6pm to 530am, 11 hour days. This will help me get out of debt and also allow me breathing room to afford the Television I had put that 80$ deposit on. But outside of working and getting ready to lose my life again towards the holiday season there had not been a lot going on with me today. I had been in a fairly happy mood though all day even after the problems of yesterday evening. Trever and I had taken somewhat of a silent apology in the morning and had thrown the past behind us and let the good times roll so to speak.
Nothing today with the girl that I have spoken of so much in case any of the reader's were interested in that, I know its probably a more popular situation then any of the other stories I have written about. If it means anything I did send a friendly text message to her today and had replied back and forth about 3 or 4 times before she had stopped writing back so I had left it at that. I do see myself maybe though slipping for the player like atmosphere of trying for the holy night every night and thought about maybe taking a girl out to a movie or some sort of date. But with the amount of work I have it would be a one shot thing most likely. But I shall see what kind of pursuit I can put into that.
Well seems like this Blog will be shorter the the other's for the simple fact that my day had been extremely boring. Plus I have to pick my Brother-in-Law up from work and take him to his wife and kid tonight before my life turns into nothing but boredom. So on that note I will let you all relax your eyes from reading this time and hopefully tomorrow I will be able to post a more interesting story with some humor.
With love, Steve
I had risen from my bed at somewhere around 645 in the morning. Luckily I did because I had screwed up setting my alarm and would not have gotten up in time if my mind didn't wake me up. I was getting ready to go to orientation for my new job at Amazon.Com. Trever and I had both gotten the same job and the same hours so we were able to carpool to Fernley for work Sunday through Thursday. Trever had not woken up yet so I went in his room to make him wake up. He said we didn't have to be there until 8 in the morning but I insisted we go as early as possible as to set up our payroll sheet. He had gotten up and I had decided to eat a bowl of soup before leaving and noticed Mark sleeping on the couch instead of the bed. Then I remembered he would not sleep on his bed until he had cleaned it because an overly large women had slept on it Saturday night with no pants on. Disgusted as he was, He cleaned the sheet's today I hope so he wouldn't have to sleep on our uncomfortable flower coated couch.
Trever and I had arrived at the Reno Plaza Hotel around 740 in the morning or so and thought we would have been two of the first people to arrive. As we walked in we saw a line no shorter then a line you would see at the Department of Motor Vehicles during the peak of the day. We had waited in the line for about 30 minutes before getting to the front and submitting our last names to the lady with the computer in front of her. She had explained that we did not have ID numbers with the company yet so we were not able to get our picture cards that granted us access into our building. We took a seat and prepared for the safety orientation when Trever had been text crazy with a girl he had once known. He told me the story that her boyfriend for some odd reason had not liked Trever very strongly and had always said something to her when they spotted him and his Jeep drive by. I then made a stupid decision and asked for the number of the girl and wrote her a text telling her that she had better not have anybody touch Trever or else I would get involved and handle it myself. Before I knew it I was arguing with her and her older brother who obviously had nothing of a life but time to try and act tough over a phone, which I suppose I cant say much more for myself about it. I "Maybe" could have mentioned that I would slap the shit out of her boyfriend and anyone else who wanted to try and mess with Trever and that is what fueled the brother to start being swear happy at me.
We wrote back and forth all through orientation and the end result was him wanting to get all his friends and fighting us at the skate park like we were all still Freshmen. He called me telling me to give Trever messages of hate and anger but I kept telling Trever that he was gay and would like to take him to his bedroom for some romance. He then became frustrated and had ended the call numerous times after mark had answered and told him that he was not into gay activities even though he had just got out of jail. They had told me a story about how their mom had been overly protective and calls the cops for every possible reason so at that moment I had stopped writing both of them and let them call me names for a small amount of time after that.
After thinking of everything said I began seeing myself in the brother's shoes and what I would do if someone had started telling my sister that they would beat up her boyfriend. I understood why he had gotten so upset, because I too would have most likely taken it to that level when they attack a family member. Though my Brother-in-Law would handle most people he would have to fight I would still support my sister through most everything. But at the same time I had lowered myself to a level that I had once achieved when I became the age of 5. Also I know now that my sister is a bad ass mother fucker and can handle her own shit, So I really couldn't see myself doing anything else but sitting there and playing with my niece as she gently tells the person over the phone to fuck off.
My friend Mikey who I had not seen in some time wanted to meet up with me and Trever as we had headed back to the Hotel to get our Pictures taken for our job's. I have never met someone as geographically challenged as this child was. Not one main road that I had said off the top of my head he knew where it was, South Virginia, Wells, Mill Street, And more. I had to finally tell him to drive towards the lights of downtown and cruise down the street with the hotel in strobe lights. Finally he had made it and it was only 530 at night and he was driving a 1994 Chevrolet Camaro, red in color. He had a lifted jeep before that so it was a sure fire change of driving view. After showing us the car he had come into the Hotel with us and waited as we had our pictures taken. When we had walked out he was sleeping in a corner of the Hotel curled up into a ball. We had woken him up and went to the Denny's down the street for some dinner. Trever was not hungry but Mikey and I were starved and each had full meals to ourselves. We rode back to the house and came home to Mark and Ronnie watching Monday night football.
My work schedule is a 55 hour a week schedule and it will be Sunday through Thursday, 6pm to 530am, 11 hour days. This will help me get out of debt and also allow me breathing room to afford the Television I had put that 80$ deposit on. But outside of working and getting ready to lose my life again towards the holiday season there had not been a lot going on with me today. I had been in a fairly happy mood though all day even after the problems of yesterday evening. Trever and I had taken somewhat of a silent apology in the morning and had thrown the past behind us and let the good times roll so to speak.
Nothing today with the girl that I have spoken of so much in case any of the reader's were interested in that, I know its probably a more popular situation then any of the other stories I have written about. If it means anything I did send a friendly text message to her today and had replied back and forth about 3 or 4 times before she had stopped writing back so I had left it at that. I do see myself maybe though slipping for the player like atmosphere of trying for the holy night every night and thought about maybe taking a girl out to a movie or some sort of date. But with the amount of work I have it would be a one shot thing most likely. But I shall see what kind of pursuit I can put into that.
Well seems like this Blog will be shorter the the other's for the simple fact that my day had been extremely boring. Plus I have to pick my Brother-in-Law up from work and take him to his wife and kid tonight before my life turns into nothing but boredom. So on that note I will let you all relax your eyes from reading this time and hopefully tomorrow I will be able to post a more interesting story with some humor.
With love, Steve
Sunday, November 30, 2008
And just like the the anger comes back.
How many different ways of anger can there possibly be? Some ways can just down right be unjust at time and without purpose or meaning as to why something has bitten into your conscience so hard that you express you displeasure. But as for me, my anger had been a problem since I entered High School about 5 years or so back. I did go through somewhat of an Anger Management Course that did help subside the attitude that I had no control over. But today it had emerged just as forceful as ever and with thanks to Mark it wasn't able to take me through my better thought.
When you have an apartment and you sign the lease, you are supposed to honor the lease and the terms of the lease, not as if you had your own house where anything goes. In this lease of mine there is a 400-500$ pet deposit on all animals. That is money that me or my roommate's do not have and don't intend to spend. A simple visit for a few hours would be acceptable i'm sure as long as it wasn't something you were caught for keeping. Unfortunately I had ran into somewhat of a flaw in the thinking of my roommate's and I. About a few weeks or so back one of my roommate's had brought his dog over for I would say and hour or two. Not a big deal right? But he had been seen by the so called "Associate" living underneath our complex. This had turned into a report to the landlord that we had been made aware of and under penalty of this happening again we would have to spend 500$ extra on our monthly rent to have a manditory pet deposit. So we had vowed for it to not happen again.
Today as i woke up this morning my roommate had said it was his dog's birthday and that she would be over for a few hours and be going home or to the park with his girlfriend. I had left for the day to my Grandmother's house to watch some football and eat turkey all the live long day. As the clock had came around to about 5 or so in the afternoon, we had plan's to go check in and put a deposit down on a Television that we were interested in buying. Mark had been with me but Trever was nowhere to be found at the time, as I had pulled in the parking lot earlier though it was then where I saw my anger flash before my eyes. A short, pudgy, older man most likely in his 50's or so had approached me with a polo shirt that had the name of our apartment complex plated on his chest. He had asked me if I had a pet deposit or if I was getting one. I kindly replied I do not have any pet's to keep and at that moment he began getting more broad with his tone towards me. He had seen my roommate and his girlfriend bring the dog into the house for several hours that day. As I took the verbal beating that I had not gotten since I was caught throwing a party at my mom's house when I was 16, Everything blanked out for an instant as a furious storm had taken over my body. I had marched upstairs after the man had told me that there was a potential 500$ charge going to our rent for unknowingly having the dog over that we were not aloud to have.
Venting to Mark was probably the best thing for me in that situation, anyone else I would most likely have punched there head off of their shoulder's. As he came back (with the dog) and his girlfriend I had told him what had just happened. As I told him the story I had just posted above he expressed the control he had after saying he had talked with one of the leasing women down in the office. I told him about the man who had told me this information and he quickly went to the leasing office to talk to the landlord. At this time the office had been closed, and Mark and I had been running late to go check in on the Television we were planning on buying so we had jumped in my car and left to go see it. He had said that we lied and that he talked to the girl's and they said it was perfectly fine, Little did he know that we knew the office closed at 4 in the afternoon on Sunday's. Mark and I had decided that we needed to cool down and not come home for awhile after that fearing that we might do something a little more physically drastic then yelling.
We had gone down Mill Street where the man with the TV for sale on Craig's list had lived. It was a small brick house with a redneck type front yard with broken instruments. When we had met the man that I had talked to over the phone about it I was shocked to see that he was skeptical in appearance. With a bald head and big red beard and freckles he had completely shocked me when over the phone he had sounded like nothing more then a mere boy. Mark and I had followed him into one of the messiest houses I had ever laid eye's on. Hardwood floors covered in must and decay from old food and rotting material. But the one bright spot was the 60" Sony HDTV that we had our eyes set on and it was beautiful. Handed down to him by his rich friends parent's, he said he could no longer afford the power bill with it so he had to sell it. I had given him 80$ for a deposit so that he would not sell it to any other takers and after that Mark and I had quickly taken off and went to get a bite to eat.
We had went to 7/11 first to get the buffalo chicken Fajita's. They did not have any on the shelf though, so we had decided that Carl's JR was the next best decision for us. We both ordered Number 4's with criss cut fries and Dr. Peppers. Looking for a place to go we ended up going to play Phase 10, a very fun card game, at my buddies house with his roommate and their friend. We played for several hours before finally coming home to a quiet house.
Now those of you who have read this might be wondering why we hadn't gone to the Neighbor girls house right across the street to relieve stress by kicking back some drinks. But that was not the case for Myself. The night before we had some people over to hang out and watch some movies or play some video games. For the first time she had been drinking in the same area of me. Quite the funny sight if you ask me. At first there had been no hostility between the two of us, just a few traded stares and faint words that were meaningless at that point. The thought in my head though was that through everything she still had an amazing vibe coming off her and she was gorgeous as always. Through the night though some jokes turned into more jokes which turned into Rude replies which had turned into dirty stares which had resulted in me going back next door as to avoid any hostile action's. She had come over saying she would buy the beer and I was unselfish enough to buy a case for each house. As she came in the sweet vibe had turned bitter and the tension had swelled as if a bee had just stung my heart. I asked her to not start anything and that I was not in the mood to deal with any antics and she began rambling at me about how I had been being rude to her that night. Now I will admit to not being pleasant, But I do feel I did not deserve the treatment that I had been given by her. As I left to go buy beer because she had decided she would not do it for me I had been getting text messages from her telling me that that I do this shit all the time and asking what my problem was. I can't remember all the texts written but I just know my night had been ruined by them for arguing with this girl. While playing Phase 10 she had sent me a text message asking me what I was up too. I had told her and she had acted like the sweetheart I had gotten to know little by little.
In no attempt to be rude at all I had told her that we should talk about what happened later on because I was still frustrated about the dog in the apartment. She had gone to go see a friend so she had something to do and I didn't feel bad about leaving her hanging. She did though text Mark asking him why I was still mad at her. To be quite honest I don't think this whole time it has been me being mad at her though. I felt anger today and its not what I feel when this whole scenario occurs between the two of us. I would more describe it as a combination of Jealousy and Frustration. The all too familiar sting of wanting what you can't have so to speak. Any advice I could give to myself would be to let the situation play out if you have the will power and patience that so many people lack today. But at the same time you cannot let pass something that you desire. And that the pursuit of Happiness always has its slips and falls and the only way to get what you deserve is to see how many more times you are willing to fall before you fall into something you have needed and wanted all along. Maybe this girl isn't what is intended for me, I could very well possible be falling into another trap planted along my path, But in this short life I go for what I want no matter what the cost and make myself go past the limit to get back up and try try again.
After this I believe there is a change in hand for myself. Not drastic but noticeable by the one's who have known me best. Change never had to be a bad thing, just something you had to be willing to work on to make yourself work out for the best. That will be all for tonight
Thank you all who have been reading up until now. Keep reading for me please.
With love. Steve.
When you have an apartment and you sign the lease, you are supposed to honor the lease and the terms of the lease, not as if you had your own house where anything goes. In this lease of mine there is a 400-500$ pet deposit on all animals. That is money that me or my roommate's do not have and don't intend to spend. A simple visit for a few hours would be acceptable i'm sure as long as it wasn't something you were caught for keeping. Unfortunately I had ran into somewhat of a flaw in the thinking of my roommate's and I. About a few weeks or so back one of my roommate's had brought his dog over for I would say and hour or two. Not a big deal right? But he had been seen by the so called "Associate" living underneath our complex. This had turned into a report to the landlord that we had been made aware of and under penalty of this happening again we would have to spend 500$ extra on our monthly rent to have a manditory pet deposit. So we had vowed for it to not happen again.
Today as i woke up this morning my roommate had said it was his dog's birthday and that she would be over for a few hours and be going home or to the park with his girlfriend. I had left for the day to my Grandmother's house to watch some football and eat turkey all the live long day. As the clock had came around to about 5 or so in the afternoon, we had plan's to go check in and put a deposit down on a Television that we were interested in buying. Mark had been with me but Trever was nowhere to be found at the time, as I had pulled in the parking lot earlier though it was then where I saw my anger flash before my eyes. A short, pudgy, older man most likely in his 50's or so had approached me with a polo shirt that had the name of our apartment complex plated on his chest. He had asked me if I had a pet deposit or if I was getting one. I kindly replied I do not have any pet's to keep and at that moment he began getting more broad with his tone towards me. He had seen my roommate and his girlfriend bring the dog into the house for several hours that day. As I took the verbal beating that I had not gotten since I was caught throwing a party at my mom's house when I was 16, Everything blanked out for an instant as a furious storm had taken over my body. I had marched upstairs after the man had told me that there was a potential 500$ charge going to our rent for unknowingly having the dog over that we were not aloud to have.
Venting to Mark was probably the best thing for me in that situation, anyone else I would most likely have punched there head off of their shoulder's. As he came back (with the dog) and his girlfriend I had told him what had just happened. As I told him the story I had just posted above he expressed the control he had after saying he had talked with one of the leasing women down in the office. I told him about the man who had told me this information and he quickly went to the leasing office to talk to the landlord. At this time the office had been closed, and Mark and I had been running late to go check in on the Television we were planning on buying so we had jumped in my car and left to go see it. He had said that we lied and that he talked to the girl's and they said it was perfectly fine, Little did he know that we knew the office closed at 4 in the afternoon on Sunday's. Mark and I had decided that we needed to cool down and not come home for awhile after that fearing that we might do something a little more physically drastic then yelling.
We had gone down Mill Street where the man with the TV for sale on Craig's list had lived. It was a small brick house with a redneck type front yard with broken instruments. When we had met the man that I had talked to over the phone about it I was shocked to see that he was skeptical in appearance. With a bald head and big red beard and freckles he had completely shocked me when over the phone he had sounded like nothing more then a mere boy. Mark and I had followed him into one of the messiest houses I had ever laid eye's on. Hardwood floors covered in must and decay from old food and rotting material. But the one bright spot was the 60" Sony HDTV that we had our eyes set on and it was beautiful. Handed down to him by his rich friends parent's, he said he could no longer afford the power bill with it so he had to sell it. I had given him 80$ for a deposit so that he would not sell it to any other takers and after that Mark and I had quickly taken off and went to get a bite to eat.
We had went to 7/11 first to get the buffalo chicken Fajita's. They did not have any on the shelf though, so we had decided that Carl's JR was the next best decision for us. We both ordered Number 4's with criss cut fries and Dr. Peppers. Looking for a place to go we ended up going to play Phase 10, a very fun card game, at my buddies house with his roommate and their friend. We played for several hours before finally coming home to a quiet house.
Now those of you who have read this might be wondering why we hadn't gone to the Neighbor girls house right across the street to relieve stress by kicking back some drinks. But that was not the case for Myself. The night before we had some people over to hang out and watch some movies or play some video games. For the first time she had been drinking in the same area of me. Quite the funny sight if you ask me. At first there had been no hostility between the two of us, just a few traded stares and faint words that were meaningless at that point. The thought in my head though was that through everything she still had an amazing vibe coming off her and she was gorgeous as always. Through the night though some jokes turned into more jokes which turned into Rude replies which had turned into dirty stares which had resulted in me going back next door as to avoid any hostile action's. She had come over saying she would buy the beer and I was unselfish enough to buy a case for each house. As she came in the sweet vibe had turned bitter and the tension had swelled as if a bee had just stung my heart. I asked her to not start anything and that I was not in the mood to deal with any antics and she began rambling at me about how I had been being rude to her that night. Now I will admit to not being pleasant, But I do feel I did not deserve the treatment that I had been given by her. As I left to go buy beer because she had decided she would not do it for me I had been getting text messages from her telling me that that I do this shit all the time and asking what my problem was. I can't remember all the texts written but I just know my night had been ruined by them for arguing with this girl. While playing Phase 10 she had sent me a text message asking me what I was up too. I had told her and she had acted like the sweetheart I had gotten to know little by little.
In no attempt to be rude at all I had told her that we should talk about what happened later on because I was still frustrated about the dog in the apartment. She had gone to go see a friend so she had something to do and I didn't feel bad about leaving her hanging. She did though text Mark asking him why I was still mad at her. To be quite honest I don't think this whole time it has been me being mad at her though. I felt anger today and its not what I feel when this whole scenario occurs between the two of us. I would more describe it as a combination of Jealousy and Frustration. The all too familiar sting of wanting what you can't have so to speak. Any advice I could give to myself would be to let the situation play out if you have the will power and patience that so many people lack today. But at the same time you cannot let pass something that you desire. And that the pursuit of Happiness always has its slips and falls and the only way to get what you deserve is to see how many more times you are willing to fall before you fall into something you have needed and wanted all along. Maybe this girl isn't what is intended for me, I could very well possible be falling into another trap planted along my path, But in this short life I go for what I want no matter what the cost and make myself go past the limit to get back up and try try again.
After this I believe there is a change in hand for myself. Not drastic but noticeable by the one's who have known me best. Change never had to be a bad thing, just something you had to be willing to work on to make yourself work out for the best. That will be all for tonight
Thank you all who have been reading up until now. Keep reading for me please.
With love. Steve.
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