Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Productivity increase due to lack of sleep

I am feeling so productive right now that I don't want to waste my time by blogging about my life.

Sunday, June 7, 2009

Subtly fucking our children

Alright, today I was walking around the apartments I live at, thinking about doing laundry. So I go down to the room to discover all the washers are taken up. Not wanting this to be a waste, I look around to see what I could grab, there's nothing but lint in the trash but there's a bag of clothes in on the "Take me" table. I leaf through it and it looks like I might like it so I take the bag into the apartment with me so I can try them on. Turns out, most of them are girl clothes. Why the fuck not, I try them on anyways.

Now, I'm a good sized guy, 5'10", ~200lb. Get your own meter/Kilo translation if you want it. In men's shirts, I normally wear a medium if I want something with a closer fit that makes me look sexy, or a large if I want something comfy. So, I pick up the first girls shirt, XL babydoll T, I'm thinking that its going to be big on me. Nope, fits perfectly, shows off my sexy(blah) figure. There is one XXL shirt in there so I figure I'll try that on. Barely any wiggle room, I wasn't really sure if this was a size up.

According to my findings, the corporate machine has one of the biggest pushes to make girls skinner that there is. Calling that extra ten pounds an extra dress size. With a normal guys shirt, you could probably gain twenty or thirty pounds and still fit fine. And its probably more than that. Guys tend to gain weight in different areas. I knew corporations make the biggest affect on girls lives when they come out with new fashions and last seasons stuff deserve to be trashed for all time, but this is news to me. Corporations also subtly make girls want to be thinner just so they can get that smaller shirt.

Kinda makes sense if you look at it from their point of view. Corporations do it to sell more better fitting shirts. I think I'm just pissed off that I'm an eXtra Large girl.

Friday, May 29, 2009

I'm fighting the internet, and its not on ForumWarz

I am in a great battle, one that cannot be lost.

I am downloading something that has two seed at times where I'm lucky. Its more of a battle of attrition, I know I can win if I can keep my internet connected as much as possible, meaning the only time I have turned off my computer in the last few days is when my stupid internet company decided to quit on me.

It's like a dragon, huge fire-breathing dragon. This dragon is in a cave, a rather dangerous cave, with rather good treasures inside the cave. But the dragon will protect his treasures at all cost, not moving to eat or drink or even shit for fear the knight will come in and steal his gold. The knight outside the cave has a position to kill him if he comes out, and if the knight outside come in, he is so toasted. So both wait.

For hours.

For days.

Forever.

Or at least till there's another seed.

Thursday, May 14, 2009

My Brother

I don't have a brother, she has one though. It's not me, I think that guy is like halfway across state at some collage or a job or something. Anyway he moved out. But she has this thing of calling anyone who is a decently close friend of hers a sibling. So much so that she calls my girlfriend her sister, little weird with the incest going on.

I really hate her calling me brother.

I really really hate it.

Its not because I use to have a brother that I now have painful memories of, or that I don't like being compared to her brother. It's just that when ever I hear her call me "brother," what I hear is "I never want to fuck you," And that bothers me. After the first few times she said this, I started calling her "brother," she liked it and this is kinda a running joke between us now. I hate the fact that she liked that.

Now, I don't mind not ever getting to far with a girl, but this is kinda like rubbing it in. And girls tend to do that without noticing. They know a guy likes them, but they'll just tend to ignore it. Yes girls, in guy language, saying "Oh, your such a great friend," is more or less equal too slapping a fresh sunburn.

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

I got Dumped =P

I got dumped by one of my girlfriends, I'm pretty sure I told you I had two girlfriends. I;m a bit too lazy to look back and see. So I think Ill explain the whole thing.

The first girlfriend I had, K, she's the one with the multiple personalties, got together with me either the end of October or the end of 2008, depending on how you look at it. She said it would be cool for me to get another girlfriend, and so I do.

At the Sadie Hawking Dance, I tended to dance with one girl, B, and I kinda figured out I really liked her, so I asked her out. She said yes. Then I spent the next ten minuets explaining how much of an idiot I felt like for not asking her earlier. The night ended well, I got a new girlfriend. Woo.

The getting a new girlfriend kinda went, well, normalish. I think. All my friends asked why I would date that 'guy', and all her friends ask what she could possibly see in me. Our friends didn't like each other too much. I didn't see her that much during school. Why should I? Can't do anything fun. I think that one of my problems, I feel much more comfortable while doing the naughty. I could see her a bit on the weekends, we fucked just once. It was ok, she was tight.

About two or three weeks aftwards, she broke up with me. Just a little phone call. "Hey, I don't think this is going to work out. I hope we can still be friends." "K, thanks" The whole phone call, twenty two seconds.

Not that we ever got that close but still kinda hurts. I trusted a girl enough to date her, and well that kinda stings now. Its not too often that I will seriously go for a girl, I tend to fear rejection. It just stings.

I think it was a bit of a mistake, I don't mean she was a bad girl, she could stay a bit more in reality and a bit less in her book. Whatever, I need to read more. I think my major mistake was dating someone so popular, I thought she was at the popularity level that she could be fucking hobos everynight for 7.50 a pop and no one would give a damm. We barely did anything and rumors were going around that we were fucking like rabbits every night. I fucking wish. That and one her best friends really really fucking hates me.

Lesson learned, don't date anyone.

Thursday, April 30, 2009

Guitargasms

I'm taking guitar lessons from a guy on my block. Its pretty cool, I got free lessons because I'm friends with his daughter. Me and his daughter fuck at almost every chance we get.

I don't think he knows that.

Bet anyways, every Tuesday night, I walk over to his place and learn to rock out. He is so good, Stevie Ray Vaughan would blush. He has about ten guitars, half a dozen amps, including one that's about 5 feet tall, and a wife that is apparently annoyed by that five foot tall amp and the noises it makes. He's done neat things, almost any song I named he could play, long as it was at least twenty years old, he pretty big into classical rock. He even got me into country. How? by making me play a really neat and fun country song. For Cinco de Mayo, he taught me flamingo by some guy I can't remember. Half the stuff he teaches, I can't quite remember. Probably more than half. But it's ok, I go back home and try to remember for hours on end rocking out on my guitar.

But the latest thing he taught me is "Old Man". You know the one. Why? Cause I don't know the guy, "old man, look at my life, I'm a lot like you were." That one. Basically, he starts off with the intro, just going at it, but instead of just the into, he mixes it up, adding about fifty different things to it that gust sound great. Moving it up a string, then down a few frets, then doing it with cords instead of plucking, then slowing it down with such emphasis on some notes, the whole house shakes with anticipation. Then speeding it back up, really speeding it back up, more cords, new frets, more strings thrown in. Then he does it, a twelfth harmonic.

Ahh.

A little moan comes out of my mouth before I knew it. He doesn't even look up from his guitar, he's just happy playing, I don't quite know if the smile on his face was there before the moan. I don't even know if he heard that, he so close to the amp. I think his daughter noticed though, she turns around from the computer and gives me one raised eyebrow before turning back to the random crappy site for funny gifs.

I just sit there quietly and try to not look to embarrassed.

Friday, April 24, 2009

Zombie attack on my brain

Can't say too much is going on in my life right now, got two girlfriends, not sure if I mentioned that before or not, failing one class, besides that A's, B's, and a C, introducing a friend into the wonderful world of iDoser, the little program that makes your brainwaves go like they are on drugs, even though she has actually been on crack and vicodin. Also just got Breathers by S. G. Browne, fun book I do wish there were more movies and games that had an overall pro-zombie feel to them.

Note to self: Do Something