"You used to run me away...all while laughing. Then cry about that fact till my return."
Hello to all my little friends who have decided to honor me with their reading this. (Yes, if you have actually taken the time to read this, you have just now become a friend. Oh the evil genious of it all! HA HA HA HA HAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!)
Well now, life in the wide world has been changing for me lately. Delightfull is it not? Yes...me thinks it is.
So I started the new job at Target. Holy shit...totally different from what I expected. Bryan wasn't kidding when he said you need to be in sixth gear all day. Man...it actually kinda sucked for a while there. Maybe it was the lack of sleep...yeah...shouldnt do that too often. Anyway...the entire day was just pulling out stock to go onto the floor and putting stock away again. First half of the day I was all gung-ho about it. Move'n quick and doin my job. Good stuff right? After bout four hours in I was gett'n kinda tired, but no biggie. Bryan and I ran and got some grub, took a break, then came back. I couldnt believe how tired I got though. I just started slowing down more and more as the day wore on. The first four hours flew by. The last four progessivly got slower and slower. By the end of the day my feet were howling at me. Never again will I wear those shoes...they do NOT work for that kind of job. I think Ill just stick to my boots for the time being. All in all...I can handle what they're throwing at me. Not too difficult. Tough manual labor at times, but hey, I'd rather do that than just sit on my ass for hours at a time. And on top of that I'm eligable for benefits and get better pay, so hell yeah! Plus, the people I work with are fucking awesome. I actually work with people who understand and share my twisted sense of humor. Good times ahead, I can tell.
Jessa is having a tough go of things right now. I can feel her pain...I know exactly what shes goin through. Im actually worried bout her a bit. I know how much it sucks and dont want her to have to go through it alone. We were gonna hang out for a while on Saturday after I got off work...but I was so damn tired when I got off that I couldnt have if I wanted to. I practically fell asleep at the wheel just getting home from work, and thats only a ten minute drive when the lights are working AGAINST me; which happens more often than it should really. So yeah...a drive out to mound was kinda out of the question. Eh, I plan on making up the time to her later. Hopefully she gets through this ok, which of course she will. I mean...c'mon. You got me, Sam, Adam, and God knows how many others there to help out...what better group is there?
Stigmaaaaaaaaata....in your eye!
Mike's parties this weekend. Whoo! Good stuff as always. Course...Mike would give the cocky little answer "Of course they were. They were thrown by me," or something to that effect...and of course he would be right. I have not yet been to a Mike-party that has not been eventfull. First night was quite delightfull. Good fun with good people. Jessa was there for a little bit which surprised me since its not really her element, but she seemed to enjoy herself for a bit; though her mind seemed elsewhere (and who can blame her?) Met Mary...great girl. Really cute. Course...she was pretty plastered for a while and then managed to get sick. So I spent some of the night taking care of her. She was burning up and wanted to sleep so she crashed on Mike's bed and I got her a cool washclother to dab herself off with. Just kinda hung out in there and made sure she was ok till she fell asleep. That kinda raised some eyebrows. I guess some people doubted my intentions. C'mon, you all know me better than that. There was some talk among some of the guys...kinda go ticked about it. Dont really appreciate that kind of thing. But it was only people talking cuz they were drunk and it was an easy thing to talk about I guess. I just needed to blow off some steam real quick. No big deal. No harm done and no hard feelings. Then we all sat round and smoked some shee-shaw (dont ask me how to spell it) which is always a good time. Jason's first time and he seemed to like it; though he did talk about having nightmares that night too and said it was cuz of the shee-shaw. But everyone had a good time.
Second night was even better. Drew arrived completely bombed and spent alot of time in Mikes room under supervision coming down. I happened to be down there during a phone conversation that he was having with another boy. Oh...my...god. I havent heard anything that fucking funny for a while. Ill spare you the details but lets just say it was a gay boy talking to a gay boy about...well...gay boy things. We all were just cracking up! And he never really could remember my name...always called me "Cool straight boy!" which is a little different...but whatever. Its all good! Met some new people and had a good time. I actually got pretty tipsy that night. First time in a long time. Course...a half and half of brandy and Pepsi in a tall cup could do it. So I spent some time just chill'n and enjoy'n life.
Once...there was a man. A man who liked to neck...with himself. And it was very passionate!
Susan's moving and thats a travesty against nature! What are we gonna do without Susan?!?! WHY SUSAN?! WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY?!?!?! Oh...and by the way...you just got to have your own section. Dont you feel special now? YAY!
I finally have my Sundays freed up for the most part. I finally get to play football with my uncles and watch the Vikings for once. Damn I'm gonna love this. I havent had a Sunday off to just have fun in almost two years. Granted I'm gonna be working 4 - 12:30 on Sundays, they're still gonna be freed up enough for me to have some fun. Im so looking forward to this.
Me and Bryan are constantly getting closer to moving out. The new job is a big step and a huge help; especially with the benefits they provide. Sweetness. We've kinda figured out that me and Bryan are like Yin and Yang. Its crazy actually. We're opposite in alot of ways, but we're also exactly alike in many others. Its actually kinda weird and cool at the same time. We've actually noticed that it gets personified alot in what we wear. Thats the weirdest part. Just the other day when we were hanging out, I happened to be wearing a black T-shirt and he was wearing a white T-shirt. So that was kinda weird and we laughed about it. Then we decied to do some lifting. I hate having sleeves when Im working out and so does he so we stripped the shirts and went into our beaters. Funny thing was I was wearing the white beater and he was wearing a black one. That one made us go "WHOA!" Yin and Yang man. Its crazy. We made some jokes about it the rest of the night, but man, still thats weird.
Ok...I dont really go into the whole dream thing much, but I gotta get this one out. Ok...everyone has had those dreams where they're so vivid and the emotion so strong that you wake up still feeling that emotion as if it really had happened, right? Well, Ive had a couple of those of the past few nights. Its been about a girl that Ive never seen before and never met, but for some reason I know her as if we'd spent a lifetime togather. And no, it was nothing sexual. Far from it. The first one was one where I finally asked her out after having wanted to for a long long time and getting the response I could have only dreamed of (ironically I did dream it.) The feeling was that of euphoria. I felt like my chest had swelled up with happieness; almost like I was gonna bust. The next dream was just us being togather. It was the same EXACT girl. The weird thing is that I've had other dreams with her in them in the past. The same girl; the same kind of dreams. The only way I can describe the emotion that seems to flow over me is just a feeling of being complete. I mean 100% complete along with a feeling of joy that can never be compared to. Its almost as a large hole in my life is filled when we're togather. Its the exact type of feelings and relationship that I want with someone. Then I wake up and the feeling lingers for a while before fading away. At which point I feel the hole in my life for what it is before life kinda causes it to calous over again. Its shitty because I remember every detail of the dream and of her. Every color, every curve, the way her hair looks, her eyes, her smile...everything except her face. Her face is the one thing I never remember.
The Amnity Ville toaster. Make breakfast spooky. Spooky talk from toaster. Spooky eating toast. Yum Yum Yum. Human Hand.
I talked this over with Bryan and he came up with an interesting idea. He said that I was dreaming of my soul mate. He said that the feeling that I have when she is around is exactly what it should be; a feeling of being complete in life. He said that the person I was dreaming of is real. Told me that I'd know when I meet her because we'd get along right away without even having to try. We'd be able to talk about anything and everything even upon our first meeting and that everything would fit perfectly. Said we'd know eachother just by sight even though we've never really met and we dont even know eachothers names. He also said that at the same time that I was dreaming of her, she was dreaming of me. Basically that we were sharing a dream togather and that we were actually interacting with one another through our dreams. Who knew that he would be so deep? Needless to say my jaw was on the floor...partially at the thought of what he just said and partially because he actually said it.
So yeah...what do people think? Interperatations or ideas or whatever are greatly appreciated. Its "Help the Hopeless Hoffman" time! So...yeah...and I'm spent.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAND WACHOOM! THERE YA GO!
Well now, life in the wide world has been changing for me lately. Delightfull is it not? Yes...me thinks it is.
So I started the new job at Target. Holy shit...totally different from what I expected. Bryan wasn't kidding when he said you need to be in sixth gear all day. Man...it actually kinda sucked for a while there. Maybe it was the lack of sleep...yeah...shouldnt do that too often. Anyway...the entire day was just pulling out stock to go onto the floor and putting stock away again. First half of the day I was all gung-ho about it. Move'n quick and doin my job. Good stuff right? After bout four hours in I was gett'n kinda tired, but no biggie. Bryan and I ran and got some grub, took a break, then came back. I couldnt believe how tired I got though. I just started slowing down more and more as the day wore on. The first four hours flew by. The last four progessivly got slower and slower. By the end of the day my feet were howling at me. Never again will I wear those shoes...they do NOT work for that kind of job. I think Ill just stick to my boots for the time being. All in all...I can handle what they're throwing at me. Not too difficult. Tough manual labor at times, but hey, I'd rather do that than just sit on my ass for hours at a time. And on top of that I'm eligable for benefits and get better pay, so hell yeah! Plus, the people I work with are fucking awesome. I actually work with people who understand and share my twisted sense of humor. Good times ahead, I can tell.
Jessa is having a tough go of things right now. I can feel her pain...I know exactly what shes goin through. Im actually worried bout her a bit. I know how much it sucks and dont want her to have to go through it alone. We were gonna hang out for a while on Saturday after I got off work...but I was so damn tired when I got off that I couldnt have if I wanted to. I practically fell asleep at the wheel just getting home from work, and thats only a ten minute drive when the lights are working AGAINST me; which happens more often than it should really. So yeah...a drive out to mound was kinda out of the question. Eh, I plan on making up the time to her later. Hopefully she gets through this ok, which of course she will. I mean...c'mon. You got me, Sam, Adam, and God knows how many others there to help out...what better group is there?
Stigmaaaaaaaaata....in your eye!
Mike's parties this weekend. Whoo! Good stuff as always. Course...Mike would give the cocky little answer "Of course they were. They were thrown by me," or something to that effect...and of course he would be right. I have not yet been to a Mike-party that has not been eventfull. First night was quite delightfull. Good fun with good people. Jessa was there for a little bit which surprised me since its not really her element, but she seemed to enjoy herself for a bit; though her mind seemed elsewhere (and who can blame her?) Met Mary...great girl. Really cute. Course...she was pretty plastered for a while and then managed to get sick. So I spent some of the night taking care of her. She was burning up and wanted to sleep so she crashed on Mike's bed and I got her a cool washclother to dab herself off with. Just kinda hung out in there and made sure she was ok till she fell asleep. That kinda raised some eyebrows. I guess some people doubted my intentions. C'mon, you all know me better than that. There was some talk among some of the guys...kinda go ticked about it. Dont really appreciate that kind of thing. But it was only people talking cuz they were drunk and it was an easy thing to talk about I guess. I just needed to blow off some steam real quick. No big deal. No harm done and no hard feelings. Then we all sat round and smoked some shee-shaw (dont ask me how to spell it) which is always a good time. Jason's first time and he seemed to like it; though he did talk about having nightmares that night too and said it was cuz of the shee-shaw. But everyone had a good time.
Second night was even better. Drew arrived completely bombed and spent alot of time in Mikes room under supervision coming down. I happened to be down there during a phone conversation that he was having with another boy. Oh...my...god. I havent heard anything that fucking funny for a while. Ill spare you the details but lets just say it was a gay boy talking to a gay boy about...well...gay boy things. We all were just cracking up! And he never really could remember my name...always called me "Cool straight boy!" which is a little different...but whatever. Its all good! Met some new people and had a good time. I actually got pretty tipsy that night. First time in a long time. Course...a half and half of brandy and Pepsi in a tall cup could do it. So I spent some time just chill'n and enjoy'n life.
Once...there was a man. A man who liked to neck...with himself. And it was very passionate!
Susan's moving and thats a travesty against nature! What are we gonna do without Susan?!?! WHY SUSAN?! WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY?!?!?! Oh...and by the way...you just got to have your own section. Dont you feel special now? YAY!
I finally have my Sundays freed up for the most part. I finally get to play football with my uncles and watch the Vikings for once. Damn I'm gonna love this. I havent had a Sunday off to just have fun in almost two years. Granted I'm gonna be working 4 - 12:30 on Sundays, they're still gonna be freed up enough for me to have some fun. Im so looking forward to this.
Me and Bryan are constantly getting closer to moving out. The new job is a big step and a huge help; especially with the benefits they provide. Sweetness. We've kinda figured out that me and Bryan are like Yin and Yang. Its crazy actually. We're opposite in alot of ways, but we're also exactly alike in many others. Its actually kinda weird and cool at the same time. We've actually noticed that it gets personified alot in what we wear. Thats the weirdest part. Just the other day when we were hanging out, I happened to be wearing a black T-shirt and he was wearing a white T-shirt. So that was kinda weird and we laughed about it. Then we decied to do some lifting. I hate having sleeves when Im working out and so does he so we stripped the shirts and went into our beaters. Funny thing was I was wearing the white beater and he was wearing a black one. That one made us go "WHOA!" Yin and Yang man. Its crazy. We made some jokes about it the rest of the night, but man, still thats weird.
Ok...I dont really go into the whole dream thing much, but I gotta get this one out. Ok...everyone has had those dreams where they're so vivid and the emotion so strong that you wake up still feeling that emotion as if it really had happened, right? Well, Ive had a couple of those of the past few nights. Its been about a girl that Ive never seen before and never met, but for some reason I know her as if we'd spent a lifetime togather. And no, it was nothing sexual. Far from it. The first one was one where I finally asked her out after having wanted to for a long long time and getting the response I could have only dreamed of (ironically I did dream it.) The feeling was that of euphoria. I felt like my chest had swelled up with happieness; almost like I was gonna bust. The next dream was just us being togather. It was the same EXACT girl. The weird thing is that I've had other dreams with her in them in the past. The same girl; the same kind of dreams. The only way I can describe the emotion that seems to flow over me is just a feeling of being complete. I mean 100% complete along with a feeling of joy that can never be compared to. Its almost as a large hole in my life is filled when we're togather. Its the exact type of feelings and relationship that I want with someone. Then I wake up and the feeling lingers for a while before fading away. At which point I feel the hole in my life for what it is before life kinda causes it to calous over again. Its shitty because I remember every detail of the dream and of her. Every color, every curve, the way her hair looks, her eyes, her smile...everything except her face. Her face is the one thing I never remember.
The Amnity Ville toaster. Make breakfast spooky. Spooky talk from toaster. Spooky eating toast. Yum Yum Yum. Human Hand.
I talked this over with Bryan and he came up with an interesting idea. He said that I was dreaming of my soul mate. He said that the feeling that I have when she is around is exactly what it should be; a feeling of being complete in life. He said that the person I was dreaming of is real. Told me that I'd know when I meet her because we'd get along right away without even having to try. We'd be able to talk about anything and everything even upon our first meeting and that everything would fit perfectly. Said we'd know eachother just by sight even though we've never really met and we dont even know eachothers names. He also said that at the same time that I was dreaming of her, she was dreaming of me. Basically that we were sharing a dream togather and that we were actually interacting with one another through our dreams. Who knew that he would be so deep? Needless to say my jaw was on the floor...partially at the thought of what he just said and partially because he actually said it.
So yeah...what do people think? Interperatations or ideas or whatever are greatly appreciated. Its "Help the Hopeless Hoffman" time! So...yeah...and I'm spent.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAND WACHOOM! THERE YA GO!