RIVFACT: Riv doesn't believe in "settling" for being average.
They sold the car. At least, I think they did. There goes my dream of not driving something that looks like shit. Maybe I think about it too much, or maybe I’m just really self-conscious. I don’t know what it is. Maybe I set my goals and expectations of what I want out of life too high. I always want the nice car, the cute girlfriend who doesn’t hate my stinking guts, the easy money, the good life… Maybe I’m too much a perfectionist for my own good. We don’t always get what we want. A lot of people say I seem like I don’t even recognize the good things I have going for me, but isn’t that human nature anyway? I think most people focus more on what they want and don’t have than what they don’t already have. That’s why we strive to do things and set goals for ourselves. Still, it isn’t like I set unreachable goals. Is having a nice car, a good girlfriend, and finishing college really THAT unrealistic? I don’t think so. Still, it seems damn near fucking impossible.
Today I went to the mall, went to work, and came home. That’s the long story short. That’s most days. Don’t get me wrong, I like both the jobs I have, but other than work I don’t have much going on. It’s like I’m not having “fun” anymore. Well except when I sort of get the weirdly insane customer on occasion and I’m like “what the fuck was that about?” That happened today. Two crazy old ladies spent like fifteen minutes past closing just looking at random shit and none of the stuff they were saying to one another made ANY sense. These women were in the store for forty-five minutes, and only bought $4.20 worth of stuff. Then after they left they went looking for another place to go to in the closed mall. I wonder if they went back to the mothership? Someone forgot their medication, I’m sure.
There’s supposed to be pizza here, but there isn’t. Pizza Hut is giving my stomach Pizza Hurt because it’s empty and I’m hungry. I’m always hungry.
I asked Curtis if he wanted to go to RAW with me, but he told me he doesn’t have the time or money. I really don’t know why I’m buying two tickets. In the glory days of JasonRivera.com we’d have made it into a contest - WIN A TRIP TO RAW WITH RIV (chicks only), and I’d actually have had entrants. Those were the good old days.
I feel like an old man for saying that. Maybe I’m the one that needs to go back to the God damn mothership.
Today I went to the mall, went to work, and came home. That’s the long story short. That’s most days. Don’t get me wrong, I like both the jobs I have, but other than work I don’t have much going on. It’s like I’m not having “fun” anymore. Well except when I sort of get the weirdly insane customer on occasion and I’m like “what the fuck was that about?” That happened today. Two crazy old ladies spent like fifteen minutes past closing just looking at random shit and none of the stuff they were saying to one another made ANY sense. These women were in the store for forty-five minutes, and only bought $4.20 worth of stuff. Then after they left they went looking for another place to go to in the closed mall. I wonder if they went back to the mothership? Someone forgot their medication, I’m sure.
There’s supposed to be pizza here, but there isn’t. Pizza Hut is giving my stomach Pizza Hurt because it’s empty and I’m hungry. I’m always hungry.
I asked Curtis if he wanted to go to RAW with me, but he told me he doesn’t have the time or money. I really don’t know why I’m buying two tickets. In the glory days of JasonRivera.com we’d have made it into a contest - WIN A TRIP TO RAW WITH RIV (chicks only), and I’d actually have had entrants. Those were the good old days.
I feel like an old man for saying that. Maybe I’m the one that needs to go back to the God damn mothership.