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I have a life changing decision to make within 24 hours so my stress levels are way up there. I heard this song today that I can't get out of my head. The name of the song is Dig from Incubus. The song just makes you think. It relaxed me and made me come up with the decision not to move for the job. Just wanted to share it.

What Is On My Mind Right Now

Random

Part 1

Driving down the road I see a car pulled over to the side. It was raining so I knew that life must really suck for them. I had to make a quick decision to either pull over and help them or keep on going and perhaps somebody else will help them. I'm pulling up closer and closer and I have to make a decision quick. I kept on going. But my morals made me turn around. So I turned my car around to try and help them. Whoever was in the car is either gone or inside. The side front passenger side door is open so already I'm starting to regret even thinking about helping whoever it is. I grab a crowbar I have underneath the seat and walk outside to either to help the person with it or club them with it. I go closer and I see a legs hanging out the outside of the car. The legs are moving back and forth and I hear crunching sounds so a million things are going through my mind. Either this person is crazy or they are being eaten by some kind of animal. My curiosity pulled me in so I walked further. I look inside and I'm shocked at what's going on! I can't believe it. What was going on was definitely not what I expected. I walk back to my car and trying to forget everything I saw. I hear somebody calling my name, I turn around slowly with my eyes closed too afraid to look and say........

Part 2

.....fuck.

the end.

Completely Random & A Weekly Update

Driving down the road I see a car pulled over to the side. It was raining so I knew that life must really suck for them. I had to make a quick decision to either pull over and help them or keep on going and perhaps somebody else will help them. I'm pulling up closer and closer and I have to make a decision quick. I kept on going. But my morals made me turn around. So I turned my car around to try and help them. Whoever was in the car is either gone or inside. The side front passenger side door is open so already I'm starting to regret even thinking about helping whoever it is. I grab a crowbar I have underneath the seat and walk outside to either to help the person with it or club them with it. I go closer and I see a legs hanging out the outside of the car. The legs are moving back and forth and I hear crunching sounds so a million things are going through my mind. Either this person is crazy or they are being eaten by some kind of animal. My curiosity pulled me in so I walked further. I look inside and I'm shocked at what's going on! I can't believe it. What was going on was definitely not what I expected. I walk back to my car and trying to forget everything I saw. I hear somebody calling my name, I turn around slowly with my eyes closed too afraid to look and say........

I'll finish it tomorrow
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My girlfriend and I are going out to dinner this coming Saturday to the D.P.R (Dead People Restaurant. I can't wait. Maybe we'll see another dead body. That would so fucking rock! I don't know if I can handle going to another restaurant that my stomach doesn't agree with again.

That's like the only big thing we are gonna do this week. It's going to be a really boring week.

Reco!

Anybody who tells you money is the root of all evil doesn't fucking have any.

So it's Sunday and I'm back. My entire family is gone! Thanksgiving wasn't the pain in the ass that I expected. My brother popped in a DVD while we were eating dinner. It just so happen to be Boiler Room. Not quite the family friendly movie but it was great the first time I watched it years ago and better the 1000th time watching it Thursday. Hence the title of the post and me sipping some alcohol while watching the movie.

My grandparents made a surprise visit Thanksgiving morning. They said they wouldn't be able to make it, but they made it anyway. Grandpa arguing with Grandma and Grandpa arguing with Dad who was arguing with all of us made this Thanksgiving no different from the one the previous year and the year before that and so on. It would really suck if we had nothing to argue about.

My girlfriend was in charge of the turkey since everybody else was the guest. I expected it to be so dry that cutting it would start a fire. But it was good. I don't get it. She can barely make a grilled cheese sandwich but you put her in charge of a turkey and you got a masterpiece.

Indian Giver

This has been on my mind all day. I have to post a story on it.

I kind of like this time of the year and at the same time I hate it.

Can somebody tell me what "we" should be thankful for? I can't see putting a smile on my face any longer year after year on celebrating the moving of people out their homes and killing them and putting them up in small areas and giving them casinos. If that is what I have to be thankful for then I don't want it.

My mother is here in the kitchen prepping the turkey early. It's been a tradition to always watch the Macy's Thanksgiving parade every year on Thursday. Do you see any Native Americans anywhere? No, I see the main attraction of the show is a fat jolly fake Santa Claus every single year. So Macy's celebrates the slaughter of people by having the Rockettes and some cool person sing and dance. Oh and we can't forget the giant Snoopy float.

Their is this article about a teacher who walks in and takes the pencils and the backpacks from all the students to show what it was basically like back then. Then you had this woman saying that He is teaching his students to hate their country. Then I wonder, who was here first? What gives us the right to celebrate somebody else's downfall. So this is what I should be thankful for?

Well, that's it. I'm glad I got that off my chest. That post was a real downer. Read my post before this to cheer up.

My dad is reading this. He disagree's. Now I'm thinking I shouldn't have wrote this because now we are going to get in a debate over this at dinner tomorrow about politics, and I hate politics. He says that the indians would be worst off today if we didn't step in. I pause for a minute. And now I'm calling it a night.

Happy Thanksgiving Everybody.

Happy Thanksgiving

And all we had to do is kill a few million turkeys a year to be thankful. I have turkey number 2,335,534.

My other bastard brother is here now. I was tempted to not open the door. I turned everything down but he heard us. My parents should be here sometime tonight.

Thanksgiving is something I am very thankful for around this time every year. A year from tomorrow will be one year since I found out I had a another brother. Here's the link to my last year post about what happened. LINK He should be here sometime tomorrow morning with his family and very hot wife.

Well I gotta go. My brother wants to use my computer for porn probably. This will probably be my last post until next week. I'll try to get around to seeing how everybody's Thanksgiving went down this weekend.

Take A Message

When I was in high school, I had a writing project. We all had to envision that we were stuck on an island. We were on this island alone and we would never get off it. We all had to write a one page letter about what all the things we would do in life and how we would've of changed our paths. We would imagine putting that paper in a bottle and hope that somebody would read it and know that you wanted to change your life.

I wish I had a copy of my paper with me but I must've lost it. I'll write a little something about all the things in my life I would change if I had the chance.

1) I would try not being such a bad son to my parents as a kid.

2) I would appreciate life more.

3) I would not take people for granted.

4) I would be a little more trusting of people.

5) I would never try to experience drugs again.

6) I would try not to be depressed.

7) I would try to smile more.

8) When I have the chance, I'll be the best Dad I can be.

9) I would be a better person to everybody.

10) I would live my life better so that my future will be more promising.

My original letter was more detailed and filled with a lot of thoughts since I was still going through a lot at the time. After we finished writing it, we all had to read our letter out to the class to feel the effect of a total stranger hearing it for the first time.

Right after class, I got an empty bottle and went to the beach. I folded the letter I wrote for class and stuffed it in the bottle and threw it as far I can. I guess the letter was my way of saying I'm sorry to everybody. I'm kind of curious at where it could be now.

Giving A Little Etiquette

So my girlfriend and I are back in another debate. Why! Why me!!!!!

My girlfriend and I went out to dinner Thursday and Friday. Thursday we had a guy waiter and on Friday we had a female waiter. Both nights were at the same restaurant. We both tipped the guy waiter and we both tipped the female waiter the next night. But I simply paid her a couple of dollars more. I didn't notice, it was just a couple of dollars. But my girlfriend and her eagle eyes caught that extra cash on the table and asked me why I paid more for a female waitress and less for a guy waiter. I knew which way this conversation was headed. I asked for some aspirin from the waitress.

Ok, here's how I saw it. The guy waiter sucked. We had to wait forever to get served and I didn't get my damn refill! So his tip totally sucked. The female waitress was asking if we needed anything like every 5 minutes. She was always available and always watching. So I gave her more money. My girlfriend is saying the reason why she kept coming to the table was to flirt with me. I was shocked! I can attract ladies when I'm not even trying, damn I'm good. Now that I think about a little more and read this, the waitress was giving us a little more attention than the other people. Maybe, just maybe she was flirting a little.

So is their a guideline to tip a waitress when you're with your girlfriend? I need to know. I'm just giving out quarter tips for now on to everybody.

My girlfriend said she's is over it and was wondering why I'm making a big deal out of it. I gasped! She started it! I'm over it. I'll just ask to be served by lesbian waitresses for now on. That'll be hot.



The rest of the night was pretty fun. Slasher Fridays rocked. We had this guy playing music and everything. I fell asleep for a couple of hours and woke up and partied some more. Felt like a hundred people ended up being here. Everybody didn't leave until this afternoon, leave meaning kicking them the hell out my place. I didn't even know who these people were staying over. I just felt awkward telling them to leave because I might know them.

Happy Birthday Jeff Buckley

R.I.P.

November 17, 1966 – May 29, 1997

Vancouver

Lady
All the troubles are my fright, I disgust you
Feel the power you cut the truth into you
Why do you think I'd hidden out on this rely
I could kiss you
With lines of escape in my mouth

Please let me bring back these gifts of mine to the woman
His eyes shined on my back as I slept and knew you
You didn't leave it all
You made an even call
My belly released the stars
And tears between the scars. Ooooh
We're where we belong
It should end here
Until the end of time
Beyond the moment
That ends our bondage
I am your failed husband contender
I'm your loan shark of bliss.

This dream you've ridden on
Turns your world to explosions
You need to be alone
To heal this bleeding stone
Now, smell the rain of London it still insists
That we beg for our purity
As if we are pure in the rain of our contentment
As if I can think of this no more.

I know you're still rocking in Vancouver.

Slasher Fridays - Poltergeist!

I've never seen this before. Since movies nowadays are the same shit with different actors, the older ones always try to make it different.

Weekly Update - Another Old Picture

I hate myself. My legs are fucked up! I just noticed this about that picture.

I look like a G.I. Joe with boxers!

Well enough about me. Here's my weekly update.

Book club

My girlfriend dropped that a few weeks ago. No surprise there.

Naughty Neighbor

I'm back to thinking my neighbor is cheating on her husband. I saw her kiss another man. It's none of my business but hey, she did right in front of me. She's starting to creep me out. I think she thinks that I think she is sleeping around, I think. And she's doing this to test me. She knows I'll never tell her husband that could rip my head off and tape it back to my neck. Or this could be a really close friend she kissed. I don't know and I CLEARLY DON'T CARE. Curiosity killed the cat so I'm not going let it bother me. Feels like I'm in an episode of Red Shoe Diaries or Basic Instinct. If she buys an ice pick then we're moving.

Family

My entire family is coming here for Thanksgiving next Wednesday night and are staying until Sunday night. My parents, my pain in the ass older brother, my cool other brother and his family, my little sister who is turning into a little hell spawn herself like her big brother. It's gonna be hell for a few days. I'll be lucky to blog a "Hello" in between then.

That's about it.

Is This What We Voted For?

An Iraqi boy sits outside his home.



















An Iraqi boy cries at his father's funeral.



Daddy's Boy, President Bush at a Museum.

Crazy Ex Likes Guns

I should've taken that as a sign to get out.



Going through some of my old photos, I come across this one of my crazy ex. Talk about art imitating life. If I knew she was that crazy, I wouldn've never gave her the fake gun.

Ah, those were the bad days. Acting like we were a hardcore couple taking no shit from anybody. But in reality, we hated each others guts. Hope the honeymoon sucks baby! But I'm so over it as you guys can tell. Trust me, this is the last time I'll ever talk about her. Promise.

It Was Getting Late.......

.....and we had a visitor on a Slasher Friday. My girlfriend's brother wanted to surprise us and know what a Slasher Friday would be like, Bastard Style. Some of the others couldn't handle what was going to happen next......



The girls went out after the movie. My girlfriend came home last night and didn't even notice her brother sleeping on the couch. She's still asleep. We plan on surprising her this morning. But what should we do to wake her up? I expect no good to come out of this situation but I need some action this morning.

See what too much violence on TV does to my young fragile mind. Let me finish eating my cereal first then we'll surprise her.

Slasher Fridays - It's Gonna Be A Bloody Massacre!

I have a friend who knows a friend that has a cousin that has an uncle who married the wife of a guy who had a brother that had a friend that knew a guy who went to school with Leatherface. They said that Leatherface kept to himself but was a riot with the chainsaw.

Slasher movie for tonight is The Texas Chainsaw Massacre. We wanted to watch this one before we watched the new one.

My Name Is Dick

"Except for the occasional heart attack, I never felt better." Dick Cheney

With a name like Dick, you can score with all the ladies.

I'm a little tired today. I just don't have the strength to do anything anymore.

Everywhere I go today: Voting. Did you vote? Did I vote? Did they vote? Did we vote?

I'm a little doped up right now on medicine so this post might not make any sense at all.

I'm half asleep as I type this. I'm drinking some killer hot chocolate my girlfriend made me. It's the one thing she can't over cook. The marshmallows are a little tangy but what the hell. I can't feel my tongue. I need to splash some water on my face. Maybe I should splash this over cooked hot chocolate in my face to wake me up.

Ok, reading this post back again, it doesn't make any sense at all.

I'm tired but I can't sleep. I think it's the sugar in the hot chocolate that's keeping me awake. And my phone is constantly ringing. It's my mom, it's the wrong number, it's my sister, it's my brothers, it's my friends. Why is everybody calling me today? Oh I forgot, I'm the hot shit.

Now that I'm completely off the subject, I'm gonna end it here. I'm a little bit more wide awake now. Talk to ya later.

Holy Wilson Phillips!

My mind seems to be a sponge for remembering songs lately. I was watching Harold and Kumar Go To White Castle and now I can't get the Wilson Phillips Hold On out of my head! First Juvenile and now this!

I don't know if I can make it another day with Wilson Phillips and Juvenile in my head. What an odd combination. But I don't have to worry. Things can change. Things will go my way. I'll just hold on, for one more day.

Back That Ass Up

Don't you hate it when you hear a song on the radio and just can't get it out of your head! I'm not a big big fan of rap music but I listen to it sometimes. I was in my car and Juvenile came up with "that song". Now I can't get it out my head. Now everywhere I go today I'm telling people to "back that ass up". Perhaps tomorrow my song of the day will be Rob Zombie. But knowing my luck it's probably going to be New Kids On The Block

Slasher Fridays! - It's Your Final Destination!

When the first one came out, I was afraid to get on a plane. When the second one came out, I was afraid to drive behind log trucks. When the third one came out, I was just plain terrified to get in anything mechanical. Why am I watching it again? Because I like the rush. And the second death scene where his friend dies in the shower and his eyes turn blood red! Aaaaahhhhhhh, that's great stuff.



I didn't ride on a plane again for months. Road trip all the way!

Underage Drinking

My parents called me today to tell me my little sister got caught drinking Halloween night at a party. The police called my parents and they picked her up at the police station. The police decided to let her off with a warning. So my sister is on Parental Probation. It's about time! She's been able to get away with everything but I see my parents are not letting her get away with this one. My parents want me to call her tomorrow to give her my experience on drinking underage. What experience? Why me? My brother is the biggest alcoholic in the family. I only got caught drinking underage a couple of times, a couple meaning more than 5. My parents only know about 2 though. I shouldn't be the one giving advice but I will. I'll call her tomorrow giving her the "big brother little sister" talk.

Amateurs!

Ok, so the main part of the wedding is over. Nobody had to be taken away in handcuffs or body bags. My ex girlfriend loved my empty box gift.

The supposed best friends were going to get her back today somehow but nobody knew. You know the part when everybody gets to tell a little something about the bride/groom? Well the best friends started off nice but eventually started telling everybody there how the bride screwed their boyfriends. My insider called me and had me on speakerphone. It was hilarious. Never knew you can say "bitch" in a church. My insider said my ex was really nonchalant through the whole thing and acted like it was a prank. DAMN IT!!!! Everybody thought it was a prank and thought it was supposed to happen! Amateurs! See, I should've went to the wedding. I would've showed them how to crash a wedding in style. They were freaking escorted out the door without problems! I'd go kicking and screaming grabbing my crotch shouting "You miss this don't cha!".

I was expecting a cat fight or something big to happen. But a revelation that basically the entire city knew she was a slut. Come on! Show pictures, add a home sex video to it with pop up's or something. Don't tell us something we all already know!

What a waste. I wished I never got that letter. If I never knew about wedding then my life would've been better. I give the marriage 2 weeks before I get another invitation to her next wedding.

30 Days and 30 Nights

I can't believe I'm doing this. I made a bet with my girlfriend last night. I was a little drunk but she didn't care. She said that if I get kicked in the nads (while in my giant dick suit) by 50 or more people at the party then I have to restrain myself for masturbating for the entire month of November. As soon as I said yeah, everybody starting kicking me. I asked for a recount and they got ready to kick me again. But I gave in to her worthless bet. As long as sex goes up then I can go without jacking off for a month easy. Please, give me something worth holding out for.

DAY 1

IT'S HELL!!!!!!!


In other news

The Wedding Day

Today is my ex's wedding. After being invited to get arrested and then just being invited, I decided not to go. My spy should already be on their way to the wedding right now. According the the invitation, it starts at 2. I gave her a wedding gift to show that I am the bigger person. It took me awhile to find the perfect gift for her. So I decided to give her a big empty box with a lot of paper inside. It was the thought that counts.

I'll try and blog again later about what happened or didn't happen at the wedding when I get the info.