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November 8th, 2006- chicken poo!
- thanks to the big guy upstairs for bringing back a little sunshine today. it helps this guy dramatically. that and the fact that whoever picked the “myPod” songs at lunch today on 106.5 rocks! you can’t go wrong with “dragula” by rob zombie followed up by “spacelord” by monster magnet. classics.
- i will be returning to the bench tonight for the third week of the indoor volleyball season at the sports connection. we would be looking a lot better in the standings right now if we didn’t forfeit our first match of the season due to a lack of women. (lack of women seems to be a running theme in my life…)
by the way, we are cranking back up the open play on sundays! so if you want to come on down to the SW2 location between the hours of 5-8pm on sunday to play some volleyball, feel free. actually, you can feel free, but it will cost you five dollars. i will try to remember to put something up on my calendar here.
- I VOTED! yesterday, i took advantage of my constitutional right and voted in the local elections. my precinct votes at the elementary school right down the street, which made it super convenient. i somehow lost my little badge of honor sticker though in the two blocks from the school to the house. might have fell off in the car.
the hoot was transferring precincts. at least it was a hoot for the lady that was helping me. “yes ma’am, my old address was COW HOLLOW drive. and no, there were no cows.” the sad part? i took me a good five minutes to remember the numbers in my old address. it was only like six months ago. i have to lay off the booze.
but the computer touch screens were a breeze to use and i was done with the actual voting in a matter of minutes. i cannot wait for the next presidential election. two more long ass years.
- so monday night when i got home from work, i knew that i had to clean up the dishes in the sink and empty the dishwasher. it had been a little while and there was some funk emminating from the dishes in the sink. always a bad sign. and there may or may not have been some culture samples in some of the dishes on the bottom.
so when i got into it, i got into it. and it took me a little while. but by the time i got done with everything and settled onto the couch, it was about 9:30. and i hadn’t eaten dinner yet. i had grubbed down some serious chips and salsa, but no real dinner. so i decided to eat something. the mistake i made was that i washed it down with a pepsi.
i was exhausted to begin with, but the pepsi gave me just enough caffeine to not be able to doze off. so i laid in bed from midnight to about three AM before finally going out. and the little shit that was bothering me and keeping me up… i had to shut down my computer because the little fan in there sounded like it was in a jet airplane. and after that was off, i could seriously hear the clock ticking in the kitchen. for those of you not familiar with the floor plan of la casa delYerg, that clock is probably 35 or forty feet and three rooms away. insane.
so i was dragging some serious ass yesterday. and i will admit that i may have been a little tense. and maybe a little short with some people. it happens. but after a decent night of rest, i think sunshiny jared may be back.
- so i have been a little glum lately as far as dating and how it pertains to my life. i haven’t really been seeing anyone. and although its probably just in my crazy little noggin, it feels like i have been beat over the head lately with the “single” frying pan. it seems that the women in my life fall into one of three categories: friends (in this case i am okay with identifying them with the F word), unavailable (seeing someone else, married, or living in another state), or not interested (have to do their hair that night, are leaving the country soon for work, think i am a jackass). these are of course the cross section of women that i would in turn be interested in i guess.
that leaves this guy somewhat lonely. as a friend inquired yesterday, “how can a guy that goes out as much as you do with as many friends, be lonely?” well, there is a huge difference between being alone and being lonely.
but this guy is taking his time with the self inflicted “buck up little camper” speech and is ready to roll with his usual nauseaitingly chipper self. alright, maybe not chipper. but entertainingly sarcastic and thus fun.
- today is the day to comment on this stupid blog! the beard… should it stay or should it go?! the voting is in your hands, dear readers.
- anybody want to go to the gun range with me this weekend?
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piece out.
November 8th, 2006 at 10:31 pm
Jar,
you can call me the f— word, but i must be up front with you i am married and i do need to do my hair tonight, but you know that shouldn’t take long. let’s get back to the band camp days with that flute in your p——. i love the super trooper picture and for what it’s worth ime to go with the half goat and chops look…time for the beard to go it reminded me too much of the just for men box anyway.
and let’s remember uncle sam’s four fundamentals of marksmanship:
stance
sight picture
breathing and
trigger squeeze
good luck…shoot’em straight.
jas
November 9th, 2006 at 4:47 pm
I’m gonna say keep the beard. If not, go all clean - leave it all behind.
November 9th, 2006 at 5:35 pm
I think the beard should go - not that it doesn’t look good on you, I’m just not a facial hair kind of girl. Either way, you will still be hot.