So I quit my job and at the same time went gambling. First time gambling actually. Blew 100 on slots in like an hour....bad move..slots blow..so I bullshittited with Jamison and his dad for about 5 hours....then we discovered the crap table.. Wow, thats my forte right there. Though I blew about 30 on craps, it did last me about an hour and a half and at one time I made pretty good money, but of course lost it, lol. Jamsion on the other hand was fuckin lucky all night long.....had a blast tonight though.
Yeah, so i did quit my job as a "home repair specialist(handy man)" after a year and a half. Its not me and it was really....not me as in I hold ZERO intrest in crown molding and sheetrock(ect). The funny thing is my old boss(first home repair company i worked for) Aaron found out I quit within like 2 days and offered me a job back with him and offered me 3 dollers more an hour than I make now and 4 more an hour than he paid me. Im not gonna do it, even though im foolish for it. I just hate this line of buisness. No morale whatsoever in it....so for now i think im gonna go work for a friend of a friend "moving boxes" all day long for 10 an hour under the table(dont tell anyone, ha). Its an easy 50 hour a weak job(mostly driving) and it will get me away from home repair, which I dispise. Im gonna do this till I find my calling in life and/or something better comes along......
Also, i think i need to baker act(turn myself in for mental instability) myself. I been going through some odd depression the past year and i cant kick it. Its not like im sad or anything like that. I just get this 'i dont care' feeling sometimes and it really makes me not care about anyhting! I'll have no interst in guitar, music, woman, sex, myself, etc. It sucks! cause i mean normally im a very charismatic(sp) person whos really in to whats he doing and what he likes. I mean, to break it down for ya. My libido is all but GONE. I only jerk off like once a week and thats cause I force myself to, ha. That really sucks! Or jamison will be like "dude, theres four HAWT collage girls who are down from LSU with their own hotel room and they want me and you to fuck em' till sunrise", I'll be like "damn jay, i got a stomach ache man and i have to work in the morning, why dont you go bro(this has happened like 4 times, no shit)" Im 22 for crying out loud. Im supposed to be peaking sexually right now and fuck im hardly intrested in it unless a second party has one hand on her boob(whichever one) and one hand rubbing her vaginal region RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME. And then she has to have a good personality or i wont be interested.....................The irony of it all is that psycholigy is my main hobby and study in life, yet I dont know what the fuck is wrong with me. I either need 1000mg's of Prozac, Wellbutrin and Adarol, or I need a fucking kick ass girlfriend who doesnt wig out or tell me "im used to dating model type guys, I just like you for your personality....spend money on me?". Fucking Kuntbag Kathleen, she wasnt even all that fucking cute and the bitch still has my Kramer guitar and my digitech pedel..................anyway im ranting. I been up over 24 hours and im now feeling the side affects of fatige. Im gonna go attept to masterbate then try to get some decent rest. Next week ought to be busy....
Here is a pic I found(oddly enough on someone elses profile) of me and a few of my friends(i would only consitter like 5 of those people friends) at jennifers(my cousin dustins baby momma) b-day party about 5 months ago. We later went to Nighttown and The Swamp and got wasted. Was the last of my party-till-i-drop days(back in the day when i had the hots for Jan, yuck)..