How does a bar not have any sweet vermouth?
Seriously? I went with a Newcastle by default, but I realized postmortem that I should have just switched over to a Whiskey Sour, and I ended up giving only a $0.50 tip. Ok, I know. It's been quite a while, but I'm in some mood to want to get an entry out there for my beloved readers to ignore. Anyway, the italicized text proceeding this was written a couple months ago. Enjoy.
This will be my sixth entry in over a year and first in seven months. So, where do we go from here?
Let's start with a quick summer recap to this point:
Another summer interning at BAE Systems, but this time it's not just for a few weeks. This is a full-blown, hard-core, cum-shot of an internship. Actually, I'm doing less than last year at this point in time, but I'll be starting my eleventh week of work on Monday. My first week of summer was the only one where I didn't work, but I got my wisdom teeth extracted (Over-rated. I took only one percocet for the "pain" as I was told to take one right when I got home, and I took two from pleasure so I have twelve left for my final year of college (THANK CHRIST).). I also shoveled mulch for four hours which made my back sore and therefore got a full body massage. So yeah, back to work. Um, yeah. Once again, I'm working in the Link 16 Engineering Directorate, but this time I'm under the Engineering Manager for FAST (Flexible Access Secure Transfer). It looks like it can really help communications through the air battlefield, if it actually gets put onto a MIDS-LVT (Multifunctional Information Distribution System - Low Volume Terminal), which looks less and less likely to happen each day. But much of that has to do with the company itself. A bad deal went down a couple months ago and a few top guys got fired and funds are being taken from just about every project.
I think I have finally settled on my concentration area. My entire junior year I was settling with Management Information Systems. Then a month ago it became Management Information Systems and Analytical Consulting. A week later it changed to (hopefully) the final revision: Manufacturing Management and Strategic Management. (Editors note: Settled with Manufacturing Management. I'm a senior, I don't want to take 18 credits my last two semesters. Especially since they would have been Entrepreneurial capstone courses which would have taken up a ton of my time which I need to waste myself. I can't let them be used for something productive.)
I plan on getting married at the age of thirty or later, mostly for stability reasons, meaning I have my MBA (concentration in Operations Management), a house, a puppy and lots of money. I don't even want to think about marriage before then. Of course, pounding a girl like an oil derrick doesn't count as a thought of marriage, because what does love have do do with sex? Let alone, what does love have to do with marriage, but that's a subject for a later date (i.e. my novel). Actually scratch that, I want to be married before thirty, hopefully only a year or two out of college, too. Yeah, you know what I want to be married to? MY FUCKING JOB. But in the situation with an actual human female, that bitch has to sign a prenup. I know, I'm very romantic, aren't I?
Currently, it's a Saturday night, I have been back from the bars for almost an hour and I'm studying process analysis using Little's Law, cellular manufacturing, process analysis using Queuing Models and Factory Physics, effects of batching, bottleneck scheduling as well as some labor related issues. What more should I add for the time being?
A few things of note before I sign off on this entry:
-This summer I went from somewhere slightly over 170 lbs up to 196 lbs. All in 15 weeks time. And all of it was fat. I haven't weighed myself in a while, but I'm pretty sure I must have lost about 10 lbs so far this semester as my gut has shrunk significantly. Something that hasn't shrunk though, my thighs. My god, they're massive. I have to sit with my legs spread or else they'll crush my junk. Total TT.
-I have no interest in this election. Blah blah blah Sarah Palin blah blah blah. I want to do vile (totally legal!) things to her though.
-The past couple weeks I have had very strange urges and I just got the products shipped to me this week. They are: Soda Stream (a seltzer maker, as well as other soda, but I'm binging on lemon lime seltzer) and two dvd sets: Virtual Sex with Teagan Presley (self explanatory) and Never Ending Lesbians (a 6 dvd set with 24 hours of non-cock (with a few exceptions) porn. A total of 120 scenes. 100 scenes through and I guess I'm pretty satisfied with it. I really hate tattoos and piercings though. And sadly most girls in porn have at least one. The only exception to the piercing rule, other than basic earrings, is the nose stud. I find it can be very cute, sexy, beautiful, whatever, I'm sure it's just a part of some Indian fetish I have. And I'm not really the biggest fan of the zoom in on the vagina while the girl is getting fingered, licked, dildo inserted, etc. I liked zoomed out. The girls's (fake) orgasming? Show her face. Doing it really good and squirming her entire body? Show the full body. Or at least show a bit of upper thigh/ lower abs in the same frame. I don't want the full screen to be filled with some chewed up piece of bubblegum.)
-SEVEN MONTHS UNTIL GRADUATION. 26 weeks of classes and 2 weeks of finals. Soon enough I'll have a daily countdown. I'm not saying I made the biggest mistake of my life coming out here for school. Hell, it is ranked the second best school in the nation for Production/ Operations Management, second to only Carnegie Mellon and above such powerhouses as MIT and UPenn. But I still kind of regret not going to an easier school where I was accepted for Electrical Engineering. Oh well. After I graduate, I see no way I'll ever come back to Indiana. Possibly Midwest, but I might want to go to Ohio. Ohio has be the most unknown state when searching for unbelievably attractive women. And that's beside all the Models, Playmates and Pornstars that were born there. I'm talking about the normal broads.
-This entry hit the light of day due to the whole vermouth incident and then later on at another bar, seeing the crush of my junior year walk by my table holding hands with some guy, and she looked just as lovely as always. I always wanted to get the entry out about what happened there, but I never had the time to type it up. Don't worry, this is not that time either, but one day, it'll get out. But at the end of last semester, my crush on this girl, reached the levels of that other junior year. Yeah, I was really nuts about her, but as I mentioned previously I just don't care about the female pursuasion at the moment in that way. I always say I want kids, but don't care too much about having a wife. I'd say get a surrogate, or even, have an extra special girlfriend type who could have my children, but we'd be more friends than lovers or what-have-you without all the drama of marriage, but it would still have the love of a family. It's a crazy idea, yes, but I'd love for something like that to be able work. But do I really want kids? Or do I just feel like I owe it to my father to keep the name alive? Partially yes to both. I then started thinking of adoption. Get the kid after they have went through all the baby stages without dealing with some woman or all those poopy diapers, which doesn't sound too bad. Give them my name and hopefully it should spread. But do I really want to miss those baby years? I want to have something tiny and cute that I can hold easily in both of my hands and relies on my love and care.
Do I want a baby or a fuckin' Shih Tzu?
This will be my sixth entry in over a year and first in seven months. So, where do we go from here?
Let's start with a quick summer recap to this point:
Another summer interning at BAE Systems, but this time it's not just for a few weeks. This is a full-blown, hard-core, cum-shot of an internship. Actually, I'm doing less than last year at this point in time, but I'll be starting my eleventh week of work on Monday. My first week of summer was the only one where I didn't work, but I got my wisdom teeth extracted (Over-rated. I took only one percocet for the "pain" as I was told to take one right when I got home, and I took two from pleasure so I have twelve left for my final year of college (THANK CHRIST).). I also shoveled mulch for four hours which made my back sore and therefore got a full body massage. So yeah, back to work. Um, yeah. Once again, I'm working in the Link 16 Engineering Directorate, but this time I'm under the Engineering Manager for FAST (Flexible Access Secure Transfer). It looks like it can really help communications through the air battlefield, if it actually gets put onto a MIDS-LVT (Multifunctional Information Distribution System - Low Volume Terminal), which looks less and less likely to happen each day. But much of that has to do with the company itself. A bad deal went down a couple months ago and a few top guys got fired and funds are being taken from just about every project.
I think I have finally settled on my concentration area. My entire junior year I was settling with Management Information Systems. Then a month ago it became Management Information Systems and Analytical Consulting. A week later it changed to (hopefully) the final revision: Manufacturing Management and Strategic Management. (Editors note: Settled with Manufacturing Management. I'm a senior, I don't want to take 18 credits my last two semesters. Especially since they would have been Entrepreneurial capstone courses which would have taken up a ton of my time which I need to waste myself. I can't let them be used for something productive.)
I plan on getting married at the age of thirty or later, mostly for stability reasons, meaning I have my MBA (concentration in Operations Management), a house, a puppy and lots of money. I don't even want to think about marriage before then. Of course, pounding a girl like an oil derrick doesn't count as a thought of marriage, because what does love have do do with sex? Let alone, what does love have to do with marriage, but that's a subject for a later date (i.e. my novel). Actually scratch that, I want to be married before thirty, hopefully only a year or two out of college, too. Yeah, you know what I want to be married to? MY FUCKING JOB. But in the situation with an actual human female, that bitch has to sign a prenup. I know, I'm very romantic, aren't I?
Currently, it's a Saturday night, I have been back from the bars for almost an hour and I'm studying process analysis using Little's Law, cellular manufacturing, process analysis using Queuing Models and Factory Physics, effects of batching, bottleneck scheduling as well as some labor related issues. What more should I add for the time being?
A few things of note before I sign off on this entry:
-This summer I went from somewhere slightly over 170 lbs up to 196 lbs. All in 15 weeks time. And all of it was fat. I haven't weighed myself in a while, but I'm pretty sure I must have lost about 10 lbs so far this semester as my gut has shrunk significantly. Something that hasn't shrunk though, my thighs. My god, they're massive. I have to sit with my legs spread or else they'll crush my junk. Total TT.
-I have no interest in this election. Blah blah blah Sarah Palin blah blah blah. I want to do vile (totally legal!) things to her though.
-The past couple weeks I have had very strange urges and I just got the products shipped to me this week. They are: Soda Stream (a seltzer maker, as well as other soda, but I'm binging on lemon lime seltzer) and two dvd sets: Virtual Sex with Teagan Presley (self explanatory) and Never Ending Lesbians (a 6 dvd set with 24 hours of non-cock (with a few exceptions) porn. A total of 120 scenes. 100 scenes through and I guess I'm pretty satisfied with it. I really hate tattoos and piercings though. And sadly most girls in porn have at least one. The only exception to the piercing rule, other than basic earrings, is the nose stud. I find it can be very cute, sexy, beautiful, whatever, I'm sure it's just a part of some Indian fetish I have. And I'm not really the biggest fan of the zoom in on the vagina while the girl is getting fingered, licked, dildo inserted, etc. I liked zoomed out. The girls's (fake) orgasming? Show her face. Doing it really good and squirming her entire body? Show the full body. Or at least show a bit of upper thigh/ lower abs in the same frame. I don't want the full screen to be filled with some chewed up piece of bubblegum.)
-SEVEN MONTHS UNTIL GRADUATION. 26 weeks of classes and 2 weeks of finals. Soon enough I'll have a daily countdown. I'm not saying I made the biggest mistake of my life coming out here for school. Hell, it is ranked the second best school in the nation for Production/ Operations Management, second to only Carnegie Mellon and above such powerhouses as MIT and UPenn. But I still kind of regret not going to an easier school where I was accepted for Electrical Engineering. Oh well. After I graduate, I see no way I'll ever come back to Indiana. Possibly Midwest, but I might want to go to Ohio. Ohio has be the most unknown state when searching for unbelievably attractive women. And that's beside all the Models, Playmates and Pornstars that were born there. I'm talking about the normal broads.
-This entry hit the light of day due to the whole vermouth incident and then later on at another bar, seeing the crush of my junior year walk by my table holding hands with some guy, and she looked just as lovely as always. I always wanted to get the entry out about what happened there, but I never had the time to type it up. Don't worry, this is not that time either, but one day, it'll get out. But at the end of last semester, my crush on this girl, reached the levels of that other junior year. Yeah, I was really nuts about her, but as I mentioned previously I just don't care about the female pursuasion at the moment in that way. I always say I want kids, but don't care too much about having a wife. I'd say get a surrogate, or even, have an extra special girlfriend type who could have my children, but we'd be more friends than lovers or what-have-you without all the drama of marriage, but it would still have the love of a family. It's a crazy idea, yes, but I'd love for something like that to be able work. But do I really want kids? Or do I just feel like I owe it to my father to keep the name alive? Partially yes to both. I then started thinking of adoption. Get the kid after they have went through all the baby stages without dealing with some woman or all those poopy diapers, which doesn't sound too bad. Give them my name and hopefully it should spread. But do I really want to miss those baby years? I want to have something tiny and cute that I can hold easily in both of my hands and relies on my love and care.
Do I want a baby or a fuckin' Shih Tzu?