Monday, August 06, 2007

Crap!

(side note: that is such a sad looking picture of me at work)

Great so I get to drive all the way to my grandma's (275 miles one way) stay the night and drive back the next day.

It's going to be lots of fun.

Bored @ work

So yeah. i think y'all should give me your cell phone numbers so i got new people to molest...ahem... i mean people to text message. =)

Can't sleep so you get more videos








fuck 2am. Not even tired :(

well 3:30am now...

Sunday, August 05, 2007

Cars and Trucks I want.

If you don't know I am a car / truck guy. So while driving around today, I thought I should put together a lil list of cars and trucks I want.

I think I should start off with a work truck. Work trucks have to be big and strong. Size matters here. Go big or go home. So I think the 1947 Dodge Power Wagon fits this bill just fine.




















I don't want to go to the store in this big noisy dirty beast of a truck. So I need something to take the kids to school in. A good all around grocery getter, so to speak. You are not a Chevy fan if you don't like the Chevy nomad. Only thing is have you seen how much those cost!?!?! Freaking crazy. So I'm going with the 1959 Cadillac. Ok so I don't know how much those cost, but here's some pics...






Seen in such great movies as Ghostbusters. Ok, so I guess I don't need the coffin, just put a seat back there or something. Maybe chop the top. Nothing to fast just some real nice clean lines. Maybe Jet black with some 20in. chrome wheels. Maybe a bright eye catching yellow. Or maybe even all white with some old school white wall tires. white leather seats with white carpet.

Next I need something fun to drive. I just have 4 questions.

  1. Top up
  2. Top down
  3. old school
  4. new school
Now I got 2 cars picked out for this spot. I just want one, just don't know.






This would be a replica of James Dean's Porsche 550 spyder. If you can't tell this would be old school with the top down.

Now for new school.






Porsche 911 (or 996) turbo. Has to be the turbo model. Mmmmm sound of that turbo spinning. Getting moist just thinking about that.

So yeah, there is my list. Now I just need money and a 7 car garage!

Sunday, July 29, 2007

Great walls


So I've been doing something thinking. This may not come to a surprise to some of my friends. Maybe it will. I'll start off with a quote from another blog that I read. Ha, that post is now gone. Funny how that works out. Well, it was just about this guy and the wall he put up.

So, back to me. I guess you could say that I've built a nice lil fortress around my self. I think, from the way I feel about my brother right now, that even my family is on the out side of this wall. I don't open up to new people. I don't open up to friends or family. I say more to this blog than I do to anyone else. I'm sure that will back fire on me some day too. Oh well.

Is it because of these "walls" that I am emotionally dead inside? Or just that I haven't let anyone get close enough? I think it has always been hard for me to open up to people. I guess opening up to some people and never hearing from them again doesn't help. It would seem that my mind set is this: I'm not going to open up to anyone, if they can't deal with that then I guess that is just to bad for them.

So where do I go from here?

Just a family rantin'

I drive 4 hours one way to go help my mom paint the house.
My brother lives there (kinda) paints 3 rooms and gets $300 to go to Washington.

I help my family when I can.
My brother steals from my family when he can.

I don't like stupid people.
My brother is stupid.


I think i'm done with him. The only chance he has, and it's a small one, is to go in the Army by Aug 9th. If he isn't in on the 10th. It's over for a long time.


In the mean time I pay my rent and have $77 to last me 'til the end of the week. Hope I don't have any bills to pay...

Friday, July 27, 2007

So I called Posion Control today

(wo0t btw this is my 500th post)

Back to my story...

So just as I clock out for lunch I get this call from my mom. Then she starts off asking if I took some movies or dvds. I had no idea what she was talking about. I'm used to talking to my mom and I could just tell something was off. She was trying to call my youngest brother, not me. Well she might have taken about 10 Clomipramine and 10 zanex (no idea how to spell it, I don't think that's right). So yeah. That was fun.

Then I thought it would be a good idea to see what posion control had to say about that. Well he said to call 911 and have the paramedics come out. So, I passed that lil note to my dad...

btw: other than being a lil crazy, she's fine.

Thursday, July 26, 2007

I must really be one of a kind

We have all heard the commercials on TV from eHarm.com " based on the 29 dimensions of compatibility" blah blah blah...

well this is what I get:

"Our matching system was not able to find any new matches for you right now.

However, we are always automatically searching for new matches for you. Several thousand people join eHarmony each day and our matching system evaluates each one of them within 24 hours to see if they are a great match for you."


Now doesn't that just give you the warm and fuzzy feeling. =)

I truly am one of a kind. =)

Best voice mail in the world!

This was taken a few weeks ago. I called up a friend of mine. Only I got I didn't get to talk to her. I got the voicemail. Well...she did call me back about 10 min later, but that isn't the point.



Thoughts?

p.s. if anyone would like a call like that, just let me know. I got no shame in drunk calling people. =)

as you can tell!

Monday, July 23, 2007

Roommates birthday weekend

Saturday was my roomy's 23rd birthday. Started drinking around 4pm, then moved on to playing a game of flip cup. That was a first time for me. I know we went through at least five 30 packs of miller light. That's just crazy talk. I called it a night around midnight.

good thing is no one got in a fight. Though it did get close. Since when does going to prison and being on parole make you hard core? So then the guy who used to live on this street pull out the parole card, as if to prove it. So my roommate and his brother pull out their S.C.B.A. cards. So, that went no where. But, it did last about an hour.

Well, here are the pictures =)

 

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