...and life continues
Could death possibly be any worse than this???
Sunday, January 26, 2003
Karma Whore
So yesterday I went driving around, despite earlier plans, and after plans, I extended part of my other plans and headed down to Muncie, taking my long way of I65 down to Indianapolis then up on 69. Along my journeys, both there and back, I found myself lending a helping hand toward society, I know, an act of kindness displayed by the Angus. In all the whole night was symphany of service and caring. The evening events started off on a sour note, in that plans, or plans to be, didn't turn out as they should have. I wasn't able to get in contact with Vince and it was already getting late, so the trip down to Terre Haute was put on hault. As that was becoming more apparent, the sight was brought onto going down to see Zach. That was put to a quick end with harshness and cruelty spoken through the words of George as he was also planning to go. So in spite of thesloping evening, I decided to turn the Sunday's plans of a Muncie visit into a 2 day, sort of, visitation. The trip down and around seemed to take longer than normal, though I never did tire of listening to the one CD I had playing, which, in itself is quite rare. On the way north on 69 I was in the lefthand lane, like normal, doing around 80 or so and I noticed a set of hazards flashing in the distance ahead. That pair looked familar I thought and upon approaching in that quick amount of time I realized that they were just like mine, in fact it was an Aurora on the side of the road. Realizing it was too late to get over and stop I merely went to the next town to circle back south to the town I'd just passed to go back north where I saw the car. This took literally no time at all, or so it seemed. When I arrived, I got out and from the other Aurora exited a huge black man, with 3 other guys in the car. At no time did i fear for anything. It turned out he just ran out of gas, and another person already stopped and took there gas can to bring them back some gas. I waited with the man and made conversation with him until the other gentleman did return. The 4 guys thanked both of us and I was on my way feeling a little happier about my trip down. Also a sidenote, the past two Aurora's I have stopped to help have both ran out of gas....hmmm, I don't think that is a good sign, or maybe us Aurora drivers are just stupid, like PT Cruiser drivers are shitty drivers. Anyways, I make it into Muncie and I had to urinate so i decided to stop at the Super Wal-Mart, also went there because i made a wrong turn, so it just had to be. Well it's a whole, and as i was trying to find the bathrooms, this girl with creepy billy-esque contacts followed me around the store, she was walking so close behind me i couldn't see her out of the corner of my eyes when i turned my head. So onward to Wagoner Hall, i parked was hesitant to go inside at first so i walked down to see Bennie some statue which caught my eye when i first went down there. After visiting with "it" for a quick sec i went back to my car, grabbed the Beauty and the Beast DVD and 24 roses and walked inside. I walked straight to the desk and told them who they were for, but they made me stay while they went and got Brooke, who was just around the corner anyway. I gave her the roses and her DVD, she was suprised, though it didn't seem like all that much. No jaw-dropping, earth shattering, OMD you're here thing, in fact her friends seemed more impressed. Well we stood and talked for a bit, then around 12 i left for dinner, which was to be McDonald's, headed to meijer towards 609 and slept in my car there. I had remembered that I was supposed to show up on Sunday, and was hours early, so i decided to stay in my car and sleep until the next morning and visit with my lovely brooke agian. Well we talked on the phone, she said she was busy so I decided to get some sleep in while i was there anyways. I woke up around 2ish, freezing and disorinetated, i started my car to get some heat going and realized it was snowing. Shortly after Brooke calls me to wake me up, i try to extend my stay til Sunday agian by complaining it was snowing and the roads would be bad at this hour, but to no avail i headed back to lowell. The normally 2 or so hour trip actually took 3 maybe 4 hours due to the terrible condition the roads were in. The second stop for the night happened outside indianapolis, whether it was on 69 or 65 i can't remember, but the SUV was in between the divided highway, so i stopped and walked up to the vehicle. The hazards were blinking, dome light was on, driver's window was down, and nobody was around. I walked around it for a bit, gathering up what i thought may have happened, seeing pieces of the vehicle all about and the side all torn up. After 15 minutes or so and me trying to take pictures, i left a note basically saying i stopped and hoped everyone was ok. Onward with my journey, though the second stopping i felt not as good for i didn't do anything to help the people, so i don't know if that counts or not. The third stop was by Lafayette, the car was on the otherside of the raod and a truck was already stopped assisting them, so i slowed down, waved, they gave me a thumbs up, and i left. That wasn't really much of a stop and help either, but i think they were happy. So thus we come to my fourth stop for the evening, and i actually got to help this time. There was a chain of cars all driving on the right hand side of the road doing 50 or so, which just pissed me off because it was too slow but there were too many cars to try and pass on the left hand side. So i bit my lip and stayed behind...then all of a sudden i noticed the first car swerve right, then left, then right off the road. All the cars in front of me just keep driving, so i naturally as can be pulled over and walked up to the vehicle, yay. I asked if they were alright, if they had cell phones, yadda, they claimed to have 4 wheel drive and was gonig to try and manuvre out. by the way, a female was driving and a "man" was in the passanger seat, he talked and seemed kinda faggity which only adds to vince's theory about gay guys and the girl's who they let drive them around. Anyways, they tried rocking back and forth, and i tried pushing, and throwing some branches and other stuff under the tire to get some grip. In no time we managed to get them free, i walked to my car without saying anything like it was nothing, they pulled up next to me and thanked me, i just said pass it on.....
Now the idea for the "Karma Whore" statement actually came from when i read someone else's blog randomly. Ok, so i'll tell you the store that i gathered from what was said. Basically there's this girl, preppy little bitch, who was kicked out, dropped out, whatever, out of college, and now has this massive debt, like myself, to repay. Now she asking people to help pay off her debt in her blog, andybody, random people please donate to my fund, is the idea she is going for. She says she has learned not to live so stylish as she has, not buy abercrombie and bitch, and so forth. But the most horendious thing she's preaching is that by contributing to her fund you will be doing good and thus buying yourself good karma. how twisted is that?!?! Now, when her debt is repaid, is she going to turn around and help someone else's debt? I highly doubt that. It's like buying a ticket into heaven, this girl's authentic genious or certified wacko...i'm sure i screwed up that quote, but it's really late and i'm typnig things four times....So, maybe i should try this, give ME money to HELP me out, and YOU'LL be receiving GOOD Karma, which when you have enough of it, will make you're afterlife so much more splendid. So did you get that, the bigger the dollar amount the more karma you'll be getting. Great deal for both of us, you help me on this world, i help you on the other. on that note i'm heading off to dream world, and no not pipe dream world
So yesterday I went driving around, despite earlier plans, and after plans, I extended part of my other plans and headed down to Muncie, taking my long way of I65 down to Indianapolis then up on 69. Along my journeys, both there and back, I found myself lending a helping hand toward society, I know, an act of kindness displayed by the Angus. In all the whole night was symphany of service and caring. The evening events started off on a sour note, in that plans, or plans to be, didn't turn out as they should have. I wasn't able to get in contact with Vince and it was already getting late, so the trip down to Terre Haute was put on hault. As that was becoming more apparent, the sight was brought onto going down to see Zach. That was put to a quick end with harshness and cruelty spoken through the words of George as he was also planning to go. So in spite of thesloping evening, I decided to turn the Sunday's plans of a Muncie visit into a 2 day, sort of, visitation. The trip down and around seemed to take longer than normal, though I never did tire of listening to the one CD I had playing, which, in itself is quite rare. On the way north on 69 I was in the lefthand lane, like normal, doing around 80 or so and I noticed a set of hazards flashing in the distance ahead. That pair looked familar I thought and upon approaching in that quick amount of time I realized that they were just like mine, in fact it was an Aurora on the side of the road. Realizing it was too late to get over and stop I merely went to the next town to circle back south to the town I'd just passed to go back north where I saw the car. This took literally no time at all, or so it seemed. When I arrived, I got out and from the other Aurora exited a huge black man, with 3 other guys in the car. At no time did i fear for anything. It turned out he just ran out of gas, and another person already stopped and took there gas can to bring them back some gas. I waited with the man and made conversation with him until the other gentleman did return. The 4 guys thanked both of us and I was on my way feeling a little happier about my trip down. Also a sidenote, the past two Aurora's I have stopped to help have both ran out of gas....hmmm, I don't think that is a good sign, or maybe us Aurora drivers are just stupid, like PT Cruiser drivers are shitty drivers. Anyways, I make it into Muncie and I had to urinate so i decided to stop at the Super Wal-Mart, also went there because i made a wrong turn, so it just had to be. Well it's a whole, and as i was trying to find the bathrooms, this girl with creepy billy-esque contacts followed me around the store, she was walking so close behind me i couldn't see her out of the corner of my eyes when i turned my head. So onward to Wagoner Hall, i parked was hesitant to go inside at first so i walked down to see Bennie some statue which caught my eye when i first went down there. After visiting with "it" for a quick sec i went back to my car, grabbed the Beauty and the Beast DVD and 24 roses and walked inside. I walked straight to the desk and told them who they were for, but they made me stay while they went and got Brooke, who was just around the corner anyway. I gave her the roses and her DVD, she was suprised, though it didn't seem like all that much. No jaw-dropping, earth shattering, OMD you're here thing, in fact her friends seemed more impressed. Well we stood and talked for a bit, then around 12 i left for dinner, which was to be McDonald's, headed to meijer towards 609 and slept in my car there. I had remembered that I was supposed to show up on Sunday, and was hours early, so i decided to stay in my car and sleep until the next morning and visit with my lovely brooke agian. Well we talked on the phone, she said she was busy so I decided to get some sleep in while i was there anyways. I woke up around 2ish, freezing and disorinetated, i started my car to get some heat going and realized it was snowing. Shortly after Brooke calls me to wake me up, i try to extend my stay til Sunday agian by complaining it was snowing and the roads would be bad at this hour, but to no avail i headed back to lowell. The normally 2 or so hour trip actually took 3 maybe 4 hours due to the terrible condition the roads were in. The second stop for the night happened outside indianapolis, whether it was on 69 or 65 i can't remember, but the SUV was in between the divided highway, so i stopped and walked up to the vehicle. The hazards were blinking, dome light was on, driver's window was down, and nobody was around. I walked around it for a bit, gathering up what i thought may have happened, seeing pieces of the vehicle all about and the side all torn up. After 15 minutes or so and me trying to take pictures, i left a note basically saying i stopped and hoped everyone was ok. Onward with my journey, though the second stopping i felt not as good for i didn't do anything to help the people, so i don't know if that counts or not. The third stop was by Lafayette, the car was on the otherside of the raod and a truck was already stopped assisting them, so i slowed down, waved, they gave me a thumbs up, and i left. That wasn't really much of a stop and help either, but i think they were happy. So thus we come to my fourth stop for the evening, and i actually got to help this time. There was a chain of cars all driving on the right hand side of the road doing 50 or so, which just pissed me off because it was too slow but there were too many cars to try and pass on the left hand side. So i bit my lip and stayed behind...then all of a sudden i noticed the first car swerve right, then left, then right off the road. All the cars in front of me just keep driving, so i naturally as can be pulled over and walked up to the vehicle, yay. I asked if they were alright, if they had cell phones, yadda, they claimed to have 4 wheel drive and was gonig to try and manuvre out. by the way, a female was driving and a "man" was in the passanger seat, he talked and seemed kinda faggity which only adds to vince's theory about gay guys and the girl's who they let drive them around. Anyways, they tried rocking back and forth, and i tried pushing, and throwing some branches and other stuff under the tire to get some grip. In no time we managed to get them free, i walked to my car without saying anything like it was nothing, they pulled up next to me and thanked me, i just said pass it on.....
Now the idea for the "Karma Whore" statement actually came from when i read someone else's blog randomly. Ok, so i'll tell you the store that i gathered from what was said. Basically there's this girl, preppy little bitch, who was kicked out, dropped out, whatever, out of college, and now has this massive debt, like myself, to repay. Now she asking people to help pay off her debt in her blog, andybody, random people please donate to my fund, is the idea she is going for. She says she has learned not to live so stylish as she has, not buy abercrombie and bitch, and so forth. But the most horendious thing she's preaching is that by contributing to her fund you will be doing good and thus buying yourself good karma. how twisted is that?!?! Now, when her debt is repaid, is she going to turn around and help someone else's debt? I highly doubt that. It's like buying a ticket into heaven, this girl's authentic genious or certified wacko...i'm sure i screwed up that quote, but it's really late and i'm typnig things four times....So, maybe i should try this, give ME money to HELP me out, and YOU'LL be receiving GOOD Karma, which when you have enough of it, will make you're afterlife so much more splendid. So did you get that, the bigger the dollar amount the more karma you'll be getting. Great deal for both of us, you help me on this world, i help you on the other. on that note i'm heading off to dream world, and no not pipe dream world
Sunday, January 19, 2003
Thursday, A Long Day in Indiana
So Thursday was a relativly busy day. For starters, it was inventory day at ALCO, and that meant being at work at 6:15 in the morning, not to mention a week full of random tasks to do and put up with Denver and the assistant managers from DeMotte for a week. On the plus side, Dunkin Donuts were served, but i think i only had 2 from the 36 or so that were there. This year's inventory service was provided by RGIS, my ol buddies, i recognized some of them, especially that damn old Hiratta's bitch -story- the day i worked with her i could hear her yell "Price Check" only moments later say "never mind" just about every 5 seconds. Well she did it agian today at ALCO, and i warned everyone about her. Oh how the red shirts, yellow tags galare, and the big bulky adding machines reminded me of my time when i did that. I am still hatfilled from my first and last day when i had to count rocks, bin after bin of dirty rocks. And then when i thought i was in the clear to count normal shit agian, i had to count paper, sheets and sheets of paper, not to mention the ficus trees in hte bathrooms. Ughhh, and to think, if i hadn't wrecked my car I may still be employed there, scary. Anyways, in the end the inventory was a good one, but the funny thing is, if you ask anyone what our score or total was, everybody has different numbers, not even remotely close to anything said prior. Try asking the man himself, all he says is, "it was a good one" He's just happy because now HE gets a big fat bonus check, and can leave Lowell whenever he wants. but it wasn't all fun and games, that day, the grunts -non upper level managment - had a truck to unload, yes i realize it is inventory day and we are unloading a truck, but not any ordinary truck, a truck from hell. I'd say over a good three quarters of the truck was ours, over 900 pieces. And because it was inventory day, we had to keep EVERYTHING in the stock room, softlines, repacks, everything. We had come off the truck, 4 rocker glider chairs, 3 futons, 2 TV's along with everything else. Not to mention as we were unloading, the battery delivery decided to come as well. Oh, but it gets better, didn't think it could did ya? Any time we order 2-4 pallets of salt, we only get half of that, oh but not this fucking time, we had to hand load off 4 pallets of frozen ass salt; just me, dewes, bill for parts, and tony for half of it. middle finger definatly given to whomever planned it like that.
On other notes, ALDI's grand opening was thursday as well. Every old person who came into ALCO was talking about it. Out of spite i did not go to their grand fiasco, but as i passed my former employer Costas at 630 i noticed but 6 cars in their parking lot, and i know 2 of them were employees. Everyone has been talking about how much ALDI is going to hurt Wilco, and I hope it does, but they aren't saying much about costas. Unless you bring up an agruement for it, then they will discuss it effects on Costas. It's funny how the old people and people on that half will still want to go to costas and keep it in business. Well that is about it for now...
So Thursday was a relativly busy day. For starters, it was inventory day at ALCO, and that meant being at work at 6:15 in the morning, not to mention a week full of random tasks to do and put up with Denver and the assistant managers from DeMotte for a week. On the plus side, Dunkin Donuts were served, but i think i only had 2 from the 36 or so that were there. This year's inventory service was provided by RGIS, my ol buddies, i recognized some of them, especially that damn old Hiratta's bitch -story- the day i worked with her i could hear her yell "Price Check" only moments later say "never mind" just about every 5 seconds. Well she did it agian today at ALCO, and i warned everyone about her. Oh how the red shirts, yellow tags galare, and the big bulky adding machines reminded me of my time when i did that. I am still hatfilled from my first and last day when i had to count rocks, bin after bin of dirty rocks. And then when i thought i was in the clear to count normal shit agian, i had to count paper, sheets and sheets of paper, not to mention the ficus trees in hte bathrooms. Ughhh, and to think, if i hadn't wrecked my car I may still be employed there, scary. Anyways, in the end the inventory was a good one, but the funny thing is, if you ask anyone what our score or total was, everybody has different numbers, not even remotely close to anything said prior. Try asking the man himself, all he says is, "it was a good one" He's just happy because now HE gets a big fat bonus check, and can leave Lowell whenever he wants. but it wasn't all fun and games, that day, the grunts -non upper level managment - had a truck to unload, yes i realize it is inventory day and we are unloading a truck, but not any ordinary truck, a truck from hell. I'd say over a good three quarters of the truck was ours, over 900 pieces. And because it was inventory day, we had to keep EVERYTHING in the stock room, softlines, repacks, everything. We had come off the truck, 4 rocker glider chairs, 3 futons, 2 TV's along with everything else. Not to mention as we were unloading, the battery delivery decided to come as well. Oh, but it gets better, didn't think it could did ya? Any time we order 2-4 pallets of salt, we only get half of that, oh but not this fucking time, we had to hand load off 4 pallets of frozen ass salt; just me, dewes, bill for parts, and tony for half of it. middle finger definatly given to whomever planned it like that.
On other notes, ALDI's grand opening was thursday as well. Every old person who came into ALCO was talking about it. Out of spite i did not go to their grand fiasco, but as i passed my former employer Costas at 630 i noticed but 6 cars in their parking lot, and i know 2 of them were employees. Everyone has been talking about how much ALDI is going to hurt Wilco, and I hope it does, but they aren't saying much about costas. Unless you bring up an agruement for it, then they will discuss it effects on Costas. It's funny how the old people and people on that half will still want to go to costas and keep it in business. Well that is about it for now...
Sorry...
Ok, so many a things have happened, or not, but i have had things to blog about, it's just that i have been spending my time working and being sick, again. This time i think food poisoning was the culprit. It was a type of sickness i never felt before. I never did actually throw up, just stomache aches, nausia at times, and diarrhea. I had to stay home Saturday from working at alco, but went to work at 1030 for target. Basically my breaks in the week came at the wrong time, i had nothing to do, was able to work, yet wasn't scheduled, yet when i was scheduled i start to get sick and need time off. So i'll try to catch everyone up on what my world is like in my next bloggings. once agian i do appologize for not posting in awhile.
Ok, so many a things have happened, or not, but i have had things to blog about, it's just that i have been spending my time working and being sick, again. This time i think food poisoning was the culprit. It was a type of sickness i never felt before. I never did actually throw up, just stomache aches, nausia at times, and diarrhea. I had to stay home Saturday from working at alco, but went to work at 1030 for target. Basically my breaks in the week came at the wrong time, i had nothing to do, was able to work, yet wasn't scheduled, yet when i was scheduled i start to get sick and need time off. So i'll try to catch everyone up on what my world is like in my next bloggings. once agian i do appologize for not posting in awhile.
Sunday, January 12, 2003
...Joe...
Wow, thanks Joe for all your comments, you were really on a roll, so to show my thanks, this blogging is named after you. So before i continue blogging, and you reading, let's all grab a cup of Joe and sit back. So Joe's the college devoted student, studying hard, or hardly studying, whatever works. Ok, so i will agree, Joe is like zach, an update every day at least, give or take. Now i must say i don't always have the time to read them all, maybe i just like to know hat people are keeping up on the postings, who knows. I think i ought to integrate a list of blogs of people i know, and move that damn banner in the center or something. but that will take time for me to understand whatever it is i have to do. now about my life situation....
Ok, so i have no idea as to what I will be doing with myself. At times i would like to think i want to return to college, but with these several years off, i just don't feel as if i would be up to par with it all. I feel this process of dumbing taking over on me (yes i know dumbing is not a real word, i'm not that dumb yet). And even if i went to college, what would i go for, at times my original majors sound good, but what do i really want? Are my talents going to waste here in lowell, and if so, what are my talents? Should i just stick with this retial gig i got so far, or should i go searching for something else, i mean grocery retail was my first job, alco my second, with target, but they all are the same thing! Speaking of Target, there was a job opening for a level two signing postion, so i applied. it would be during the day, i'd make a dollar more in pay, but loose my dollar shift differential pay, so in the ned i'll make the same, unless i have to work overnights, confusing? i hope not. I think it would be something different, i mean i basically got the backstock thing mastered, hell i love doing the truck, and nobody has any objections with it so i am on that at least twice a week. I have even been doing double trucks by myself, I rock. But back to the day thing, i would have to go out and buy some red shirts, we don't have to wear them in the backroom yet, so i still have but one from orientation. Got my 90 day review, did well on that, my comment was meow.Hmmm, but that's all i know thus far.....
As for the ALCO front, God Damn if we aren't getting a fucking Pepshit machine inside the store, could i be any pissier? As one person said, "This cancerous spot is sexy, so drink Pepsi" ALCO was brought up on the tradition of being indorsed by Coca Cola, so what the shit, when you are sponsored by someone, you don't bring in the competition. Who has more sales? Who has better deals? Who's pop can you drink in the morning? The chicagoland region was a test market for which pop? Oh, that's right, COKE!!!! Anyways, since the fucking but ugly pepshit machine is going up front, taking a section away from my other shit, i will be forced to get the everso hot ice machine, he he. I can't wait to be the first person to throw a cart at that pepshit machine....in other news travis is still stupid, mike f still is looking for his candy, mike l is trying to get 6 phone numbers by the end of the year, scarah is still scary, christina is still a greasy fat italian, drake is a theif, and it's alco so there's plenty of drama.. that's all for now, i'm tired
I love my Lovely :-D
Wow, thanks Joe for all your comments, you were really on a roll, so to show my thanks, this blogging is named after you. So before i continue blogging, and you reading, let's all grab a cup of Joe and sit back. So Joe's the college devoted student, studying hard, or hardly studying, whatever works. Ok, so i will agree, Joe is like zach, an update every day at least, give or take. Now i must say i don't always have the time to read them all, maybe i just like to know hat people are keeping up on the postings, who knows. I think i ought to integrate a list of blogs of people i know, and move that damn banner in the center or something. but that will take time for me to understand whatever it is i have to do. now about my life situation....
Ok, so i have no idea as to what I will be doing with myself. At times i would like to think i want to return to college, but with these several years off, i just don't feel as if i would be up to par with it all. I feel this process of dumbing taking over on me (yes i know dumbing is not a real word, i'm not that dumb yet). And even if i went to college, what would i go for, at times my original majors sound good, but what do i really want? Are my talents going to waste here in lowell, and if so, what are my talents? Should i just stick with this retial gig i got so far, or should i go searching for something else, i mean grocery retail was my first job, alco my second, with target, but they all are the same thing! Speaking of Target, there was a job opening for a level two signing postion, so i applied. it would be during the day, i'd make a dollar more in pay, but loose my dollar shift differential pay, so in the ned i'll make the same, unless i have to work overnights, confusing? i hope not. I think it would be something different, i mean i basically got the backstock thing mastered, hell i love doing the truck, and nobody has any objections with it so i am on that at least twice a week. I have even been doing double trucks by myself, I rock. But back to the day thing, i would have to go out and buy some red shirts, we don't have to wear them in the backroom yet, so i still have but one from orientation. Got my 90 day review, did well on that, my comment was meow.Hmmm, but that's all i know thus far.....
As for the ALCO front, God Damn if we aren't getting a fucking Pepshit machine inside the store, could i be any pissier? As one person said, "This cancerous spot is sexy, so drink Pepsi" ALCO was brought up on the tradition of being indorsed by Coca Cola, so what the shit, when you are sponsored by someone, you don't bring in the competition. Who has more sales? Who has better deals? Who's pop can you drink in the morning? The chicagoland region was a test market for which pop? Oh, that's right, COKE!!!! Anyways, since the fucking but ugly pepshit machine is going up front, taking a section away from my other shit, i will be forced to get the everso hot ice machine, he he. I can't wait to be the first person to throw a cart at that pepshit machine....in other news travis is still stupid, mike f still is looking for his candy, mike l is trying to get 6 phone numbers by the end of the year, scarah is still scary, christina is still a greasy fat italian, drake is a theif, and it's alco so there's plenty of drama.. that's all for now, i'm tired
I love my Lovely :-D
Saturday, January 11, 2003
I see....
Ok, so now that ever6yone is back into their "normal" groove, everyone is now blogging agian. Apparently winter vacation aslo means vacation from blogging, but come the second week of January, everyone and their car has a new posting, and these postings couldn't even be considered redemable for the lack of blogging. We are talking like a couple sentences, "i'm back, stay tuned, not much going on..."I did see one good posting, that was after i made the comment about the lack of updates, and kudos to those who did keep updating over "break" **coughzachcough** Basically what i am asying is, i'm not bitching, this has no malicious voice whatsoever, just glad to see you back, and lots of love from me, AP
Ok, so now that ever6yone is back into their "normal" groove, everyone is now blogging agian. Apparently winter vacation aslo means vacation from blogging, but come the second week of January, everyone and their car has a new posting, and these postings couldn't even be considered redemable for the lack of blogging. We are talking like a couple sentences, "i'm back, stay tuned, not much going on..."I did see one good posting, that was after i made the comment about the lack of updates, and kudos to those who did keep updating over "break" **coughzachcough** Basically what i am asying is, i'm not bitching, this has no malicious voice whatsoever, just glad to see you back, and lots of love from me, AP
Wednesday, January 08, 2003
Asslicks....
Ok, when i used the word "punk" it was not ment to describe a genre of music and the people who listen to it. I ment it like the origianl meaning, or the meaning i've always used it as, something along the lines of punk ass bitch. see my back...GET OFF OF IT, god damn, use the word in my little poetic song thing and get hell for it because some people take it the wrong way, i say the word punk as commonly as asslicks, everybody just simma down...
So only a few are AT college this semester, Joe, Salai, and Vince..well i guess you can kinda count jimmy C, though he is going to be taken by the carnival, and he does just go to Valpo. Yes jimmy, WE ALL think the carnival will take you, not just my crazed idea, i'm just posting it for everyone to see. If you can hold out another 2 years, and do something with your college education then great, prove us wrong. Anthony has chosen the smart save money path, he knows what he wants to do, so he just quit college to save time and money to jumpstart his career. It's like going to college to become a manager for ALCO, it's just foolish...unless you have the moeny to blow on college, sure do it, get some degree, people will be happy to hire you anywhere then. I won't even get started on the PUC issue, that might start too much of a controversy. I'm sorry if anyone got upset, i'm just rambling.....A man in his foggy hour, climbed up top the watertower, his pointed questions went with not an answer, as the unknown baby is found to have a cancer. Spreading his words like a diasesed whore, to all the men who want something more. Not good enough to know these delights, draw down these fancy flights. With their heads at ease, they can do as they please, for in the end, they know, they beleive.
Ok, when i used the word "punk" it was not ment to describe a genre of music and the people who listen to it. I ment it like the origianl meaning, or the meaning i've always used it as, something along the lines of punk ass bitch. see my back...GET OFF OF IT, god damn, use the word in my little poetic song thing and get hell for it because some people take it the wrong way, i say the word punk as commonly as asslicks, everybody just simma down...
So only a few are AT college this semester, Joe, Salai, and Vince..well i guess you can kinda count jimmy C, though he is going to be taken by the carnival, and he does just go to Valpo. Yes jimmy, WE ALL think the carnival will take you, not just my crazed idea, i'm just posting it for everyone to see. If you can hold out another 2 years, and do something with your college education then great, prove us wrong. Anthony has chosen the smart save money path, he knows what he wants to do, so he just quit college to save time and money to jumpstart his career. It's like going to college to become a manager for ALCO, it's just foolish...unless you have the moeny to blow on college, sure do it, get some degree, people will be happy to hire you anywhere then. I won't even get started on the PUC issue, that might start too much of a controversy. I'm sorry if anyone got upset, i'm just rambling.....A man in his foggy hour, climbed up top the watertower, his pointed questions went with not an answer, as the unknown baby is found to have a cancer. Spreading his words like a diasesed whore, to all the men who want something more. Not good enough to know these delights, draw down these fancy flights. With their heads at ease, they can do as they please, for in the end, they know, they beleive.
Tuesday, January 07, 2003
The First Blog of the Year
Wow, it's now the 7th and I am just putting up my first post for the year. There's not much to really comment on yet; Target kept me, so now I'm a regular and no more being called seasonal. Hours are being cut everywhere, but i'm still getting on average 4 days at Target. I've been having some "crazy" ideas about my life and future, but who knows, i think i'll start looking for some apartments or something, but what's to say i'll be living in this area...College has opened it's doors agian, so the fuckers flock on back, unfortunatly, or should i say not, three more people won't be returning back this semester. the class of 2001 is the official dropout class now, and we still are counting on at least two more to drop out. well that's all for now, i don't know what to say, who knows what's happening, keep your shoes straight, and your eyes tied, don't be a punk, but laugh cause the cat died....
Wow, it's now the 7th and I am just putting up my first post for the year. There's not much to really comment on yet; Target kept me, so now I'm a regular and no more being called seasonal. Hours are being cut everywhere, but i'm still getting on average 4 days at Target. I've been having some "crazy" ideas about my life and future, but who knows, i think i'll start looking for some apartments or something, but what's to say i'll be living in this area...College has opened it's doors agian, so the fuckers flock on back, unfortunatly, or should i say not, three more people won't be returning back this semester. the class of 2001 is the official dropout class now, and we still are counting on at least two more to drop out. well that's all for now, i don't know what to say, who knows what's happening, keep your shoes straight, and your eyes tied, don't be a punk, but laugh cause the cat died....
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