gulp

October 24th, 2006

-  so i feel like i have this lump in my throat.  kinda like i am starting to get sick, but not really.  my self diagnosis says that it stems from the amount of alcohol drank this weekend.  not just the fact that i comsumed that much alcohol, but also the percentage of liquids that i ingested that were alcoholic throughout the weekend.  you see, other than a half of a pepsi on friday and another half of a pepsi on saturday.  other than that, everything liquid that crossed these lips was an alcoholic beverage from friday morning at 0830 until sunday afternoon at around 1500 hours.  guh.

-  so i woke up this morning and there was frost on the ground.  the coolest thing?  my little tin roof carport next to la casa delYerg keeps frost off the windows of the sexterra.  righteous!  no window scraping!

-  at lunch i heard the presidents of the united states singing “peaches” on the radio.  man, that took me back.

-  so, i heard from my dad today that my sister and her fiancee might be joining him and my step-mom on their trek south for turkey day!  a gobble gobble goo.  a gobble gobble gee.  i like turkey cause its good for me!  i would love to have that kind of Yerg population under my roof for a holiday dinner.

-  with me being a person of the male persuasion living alone, at what internal house termperature do i actually need to turn on the heat?  i was talking to a co-worker about this yesterday because i was thinking of just going and buying a couple of those little ceramic space heaters.  he and i agreed that even if it gets cold enough to hang meat there, its all up to me since i am paying the bills and don’t have female accompanyment to tell me how freaking cold it is in there.  blankets are cheaper than heating.  so if you plan on coming over, at least wear socks.

-  tomorrow night starts the next season of the indoor volleyball league at the (charlotte) sports connection.  i will be working it.  both like that and like that.  ;)   hahaha…

i figure that if my shoulders feel good after three or four weeks of playing with that giant rubber band, i might step back on the court and see how things pan out.

-  alright.  traffic gripe.  you are in three lanes of traffic.  its 8ish in the morning.  you are in the far right lane and see an opening developing in the center lane that would advance you much farther down the highway and allow a higher rate of speed.  the guy in front of you has the same opportunity but is hesitating.  so you begin your acceleration and make the move.  at the same time, the guy in front of you wakes up and turns his blinker on.  here is the question:  does that tool belt have the right to motherfuck me through the window with a full bird sidekick if he didn’t have the sack to make the move?!  i didn’t think so either.  that is why i smiled and waved good morning to him as i drove by.

maybe i need one of those “caution: aggressive drivers” signs mounted to the front of the sexterra.

-  keep an eye on the events tab for new and interesting things to do in the CLT.

piece out.

2 Responses to “gulp”

  1. Sarah Tapper Says:

    Hey Jared! I just thought of you tonight and I remembered your website, so I thought I would check it out. Guess what? I have a job with Liberty National Life (insurance…exciting it is not, but it’s a start!), and they are transferring me in April. It’s either Bham or North Carolina. My friend Rochelle moved down here to save up money to move to her dream city of Charlotte, and she wants me to transfer there with her. So my plan of moving to NC for the past 2 years looks like an actual reality next year. I was actually in Greensboro this past August. I was dating a guy that lives there, and we went to Wilmington also. We aren’t dating anymore, but still friends, and now I know even more people in the state I want to live in! I hope you are doing well, I hate that we lost contact. Send me an email or give me a call or something when you get some time. Take care! -Sarah “from Alabama” :)

  2. B Maine Says:

    Tapper? I barely know her.

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