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The Quick redux [16 May 2011|01:14pm] Car -- got one. Work -- still doing the two jobs. Relationships -- something's brewing. Drinking -- eh. Money -- little. Weight -- less than last time. post comment

The quick [28 Mar 2011|04:01pm] Car -- gone. Work -- still two jobs. Relationships -- non-existent. Drinking -- no. Money -- some. Weight -- stable. post comment

Long time [02 Feb 2011|11:10am] Wow, I almost forgot how to log on. Good thing I remembered. Shit hasn't been happening. Work two jobs now. That's all. post comment

Troller [16 Aug 2010|12:25am] [ music | Watching "Chinatown" ] That's funny. I just had a troll comment on a 2 1/2 year old post. And that comment quickly got deleted. Seriously, if somebody can't keep up with my more recent posts, that person needs to fuck off. post comment

News (old, but revised) [06 Jul 2010|04:56pm] -- I'm still the only one in my apartment who gets out of bed to go to work each day. -- I'm still working the same shitty job. -- I'm still thinking of places to apply to. Within the last week I filled out applications for a dozen places. -- I'm still dealing with a piece of fucking shit car. -- I'm still being used by so-called "friends" for things like unpaid cab fares (at least when I'm driving /my car and not a loaner. Now, for new news. -- I now have my own laptop. No more library shit! -- I've started to sell things on eBay. Sold a 24K gold Rush CD for over $20. Might sell something else of value from my collection. -- I re-established contact with a few old friends. It's good to have them back in my life. post comment

10 weeks without a post [03 Feb 2010|12:35pm] I haven't completely abandoned this journal, although sometimes I think I should. It's not like it's being read. post comment

Ugh [22 Nov 2009|04:43pm] This'll be an interesting week -- Thanksgiving and Black Friday back to back like always. I'll be struggling to pay the rent. post comment

Obama in Norfolk [27 Oct 2009|04:53pm] If anyone reads this, I don't know shit about politics, but that's not going to stop me from giving my opinion. Obama is visiting nearby Norfolk to support Creigh Deeds in his gubarnatorial race. From watching the news and interviews with people outside the Ted, most people don't seem to give a fuck about this guy Deeds and only care to see Obama. If I were this Deeds guy, I wouldn't want any fucking star power. I wouldn't want to risk being overshadowed during what would be MY moment. Shit like that could hurt me. I'd be like, "Thanks, Mr. President, but no thanks. Let me do it on my own." Again, I'm no politician, nor am I a political person. I'm just saying what I'd do if it were me. post comment

Dreams of Kims [26 Oct 2009|04:52pm] [ mood | weird ] Yes, two different Kims, who happen to be back-to-back exes. First Kim was someone I worked with, the second was military personnel. The dream of the first Kim was kind of a wet dream. She was dressed up similar to this photo shoot we had done four years ago , but she weighed a good 60 pounds less, had a shirt on showing her midriff, and while she still weighed a little more than average for her height, she looked great. I know I was drooling over her, especially with those cat ears -- oh yeah!! In the dream, she sat on my lap and gave me kisses, complete with tongue ring (which she doesn't have in real life). It was surely going to lead to other things. This dream was a week ago. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The dream of the second Kim, however, was of a darker tone. The reason being was because of the background with her: she was self-mutilating psychopath who couldn't stay out of trouble during her brief time in the Air Force. After some time, I wasn't careful with her and I got her pregnant. She dumped me and then lied to me about losing our baby, only to lose for real a few months later. Anyway, the dream. It's present day, and I come across Kim, who is no longer in the military. She amazingly still looks great for the most part -- six foot and slender, red dress with cleavage, and her sandy brown hair grown as long as mine. We has this conversation that became something of an argument, with both of us going "fuck you" to each other over this and that. It ends with me telling her that I still have a difficult time thinking about her, let alone talking to her. I woke up feeling rather weird about it. At least it wasn't as bad as a couple years ago, when had a nightmare of a still-pregnant Kim putting my hand to her stomach, making me feel our baby kick. That just sent a horrible feeling to my gut and I didn't really eat for three days. But I still feel strange about this Kim. I've said outright hateful shit about her to her, and I don't see myself forgiving her. post comment

No real news [25 Oct 2009|03:58pm] [ mood | angry ] Over the summer, I must've put in about 20, maybe 25 job applications, and only one place called me in for an interview. It was Costco, and I was estatic. I shaved off my beard, looked presentable, everything. Then came the interview itself -- not so good. In fact, it went bad, because I didn't know what to really say when it came time to answer a couple of questions. I won't get into it, but I fucked up badly. It's probably why I didn't get called back for a follow-up interview. The gig would have only been part time, maybe seasonal early morning stocking. If I was lucky I would have made it past the New Year and maybe become permanent. If not, I could at least have it on the resume for a later job prospect. Now that won't happen, and I'm fucking angry over it. It's been over a month, I know, but I'm still pissed. I bet a dollar that some scumfuck with a history of crime and drugs got the job. I'm sick of this fucking life. I mean it. Every time I try to do better, I fail, and I feel much worse than before. post comment

Vinyl Rules [22 Sep 2009|04:43pm] Went thrift store hopping and I found some nice LPs: Van Halen -- "II" Rolling Stones -- "Sticky Fingers" Pink Floyd -- "Ummagumma" Lou Reed -- "Transformer" Records like that always stand out from the likes of Glen Campbell, Neil Diamond and Barbara Mandrell. I bet you the next time I go into a thrift store -- any thrift store -- there will just be more records from those guys. Christ, why not just recycle them? Nobody's gonna seriously buy that shit. post comment

No Chevelle concert for me [21 Sep 2009|02:20pm] [ mood | pissed off ] Well, I was planning to treat myself to the Chevelle concert tonight, but plans got scrapped just mere hours before going. Gotta love it when my sister asks me to babysit at the last fucking minute. Pretty soon, I'll be working at times where I will be unable to help out...which I hope will be just the beginning for me. post comment

Something's finally going my way... [21 Sep 2009|10:16am] I hope, anyway. It's too early to tell. There's a possibility of a breaking of routine -- if so, for once, it'll be my own. post comment

A pointless update, since nobody bothers to read [16 Aug 2009|04:55pm] Made money, blew it, and now I really need it. Why? To fix my fucking car, of course. Sometimes I feel this is why I even update half the time -- the car. I need $500. By the end of tomorrow, I should have half that. post comment

I don't age like wine [30 Jul 2009|03:02pm] I'm 27 today, still have all my hair, and still don't care. Today's just a regular day for me. post comment

Fuck Model Mayhem [09 Jul 2009|07:47pm] They rejected me. The motherfuckers. Next time I won't listen to somebody who's recommending a website for me to join. post comment

Social Drought [12 Jun 2009|04:06pm] [ mood | blah ] I'm getting used to being lonely once again. The only times I see anybody are at work and at home, and that's it. I've given up on calling anybody to see what they're up to after I get off work, because they're either still working, asleep, already doing something, or "other" (meaning they don't answer the phone). I don't expect shit and I don't fucking care anymore. I should have stopped caring a long time ago. Most people fucking suck. Especially locals. post comment

Nothing's changed [10 Jun 2009|06:43pm] Still lonely, still bored. Yeah, I know, I need to change that. Well, guess what? I've failed at everything I've tried so far. post comment

Getting nothing I want [01 Jun 2009|03:55pm] [ mood | Angry & Lonely ] Past couple of weeks have been shit. Haven't been able to do anything I want or see anybody I want (giving Quenna rides to & from places doesn't count since I was only needed to do that). I'm lonely, angry and bored. The chances of me doing things and seeing people I don't particularly care for are increasing. I must not stoop to that low level again. But it can be really hard, especially now. post comment

One thing or the other [20 May 2009|07:53pm] Seems like every time I have a good day when it comes to making money, every other aspect about the day is shitty. Whenever I have an overall good day, the money making part is shitty. Why is that? post comment

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