In his good graces again...
You know that feeling when you are about to drop from the highest point on a roller coaster ride? That feeling in the pit of your stomach? I've got it right now. I KNOW the drop is on its way, but I don't care... I'm along for the ride. Yes, it is very destructive. Yes, I know it won't last. So I'll take some advice from a nice reader out
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Valium on Sat. Oh, god it's good to be home. Sounds like we're on the same path...suicide. I know I know. It sounds shitty but just reading your entries makes me realize we're both hopeless romantics who gave our hearts (ENTIRELY) to a couple of bastards. I should have made this a post instead of a comment. I'm having a hell of a day. I accidentally ate an onion ring today...ewwww! I'm sure we could give each other great advice....maybe we can hook up your boyfriend and my ex. They seem like the perfect couple...couple of assholes....sorry I"m going off I know. Fuck it though. Whenever I"m happy I miss the comfort in being sad.
Self appointed judges judge more than they have sold. k
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Rant: I can't stand it when people type shit like "lol" or "fyi" or "c u" or "how r u". That shit drives me nuts. My grammatical skills may be slighty neglected when I type, but give me a fuckin' break people.
I love my new job. It's so cool. I can actually go to lunch with my boss and order a beer even if he's not. And 9 out of 10 times my boss smokes me out on the way to work. I got a few xanax from him today. Maybe that's why I'm being so openly direct with you. Who cares why b/c I like it. Anyway I typed b/c just because. I felt like it.
Fucking goddamn optimists....oh, this is probably another rant. I hate having wet socks. It has rained for like 2 weeks straight in Baton Rouge (I like the words 'Baton Rouge'). EVERYDAY for a week I've worked from 6am to 6 or 7pm with soaking wet socks. My feet are prunes! It sucks.
Oh yeah. Back to fucking optimists. I have two bosses. One is such a damn optimist that he actually makes the day better. I guess it helps that he should be making 10 mil a year as a comedian/actor. He's so damn funny. Fuck his optimism though. I had to say something about it today.
Also fuck people who don't like you cause you don't like what they like...specifically music. I HATE music snobs. The dude I'm thinking of...everyone knows someone like this. He had a Pantera shirt on today and has a six inch goatee. You know you know someone like this. Anyway he starts ragging on me because I was listening to the white stripes. Before he heard seven nation army on the cd he was jamming. I had no comment at the time and have too much of a comment now.
That right there is a major, major problem of mine. "I have no comment until later when alone". That's my fucking comment.
As a matter of fact that may just be my life motto from now on.
You're probably sick of hearing all this so I'll stop. I won't say anything dumb like...well, fuck it you know what I mean so that means alot.
Jason
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The UFO incident is intriguing. Have you done any research about other sightings in the area? It might be cool to see if other things have been reported in that location.
I know what you mean about the whole cu and lol thing. Sometimes my friends will text message me and I have no fucking idea what they are talking about. I just end up calling them and saying wtf (what the fuck).
Your new job sounds fantastic. Being able to drink with your boss? God, that rocks. Mine is so religious that he wouldn't say shit if he had a mouthful. And a boss with xanax? That is better than just about anything. So on a scale of 1 to 10 on the boss-o-meter he's got to be an 11.
I've never been to Baton Rouge. It sounds wet. Not that being wet is a bad thing, but wet socks? I'm with you on that one. Prunes for feet? Maybe you could wrap them in plastic wrap then put your shoes on... or maybe you could get a pair of those really brightly colored rain boots.... or how about those gardening clogs that Martha Stewart wears on the cover of her magazine?.... (I know sarcasm is hard to pick up on it email, so I'll just let you know right now that I'm being a smart ass).
You know my feelings about optimists. I can't stand 'em. It would help to have a dose of comedy with the optimism. I could deal with that. But when optimists chime in with "it's for the best" and "make the most of it" I want to punch them. I want to tell them that it's okay to be angry. It's okay to be realistic. It's okay to expect the worst, because if it doesn't happen you are pleasantly surprised.
Yes, I know music snobs. I am surrounded by them at work. Maybe you should tell Mr. Pantera that it's okay to like something that is mainstream. So he didn't know who he was listening to until he heard a song that was familiar? Too bad. The White Stripes rock.
In my opinion, when you don't comment at the moment, 9 times out of 10, you will come out ahead. So your new mantra is actually really intelligent. People get really nervous when you don't have anything to say. I'm trying it out right now at work. I'm usually the person telling people exactly what I think and how I feel, but lately I've been keeping a lid on it. The results are amazing. Can I steal your mantra? "I have no comment until later when alone" I love it.
I'm not sick of hearing any of it, so don't think that. And if you want to say something dumb, then go ahead. I'm here.
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