Friday, May 30, 2008

Oh shit it's me!!

So, how's about that whole lack of blogage thing on my part? Pretty shitty, eh? I feel that now that I actually have shit to write about, I can do this far more often. Writing about my escapades on GTA 4 and working does not make for good reading, but being back in school and drinking a lot does. I wanna try some new shit on here to make things a bit more interesting. For one, I'm going to start writing certain blogs from the perspective of my two main characters, Jamie Erowid and Ethan Clarke. If you are not familiar with these two, don't fret, you'll get the main ideas of them rather quickly I hope. To put it plainly, Ethan is a dick and Jamie isn't. It goes along with the whole split personalities thing, or "Writer/Rockstar" as Aaron would put it. So, onto some other shit.

I'm rather pleased with how Cthulu CThursdays are going. This whole taking a few shots then switching to beer is going rather swimmingly, and has made for some damn good nights. Take last night for example. We had two new editions in Ben and Lyndsey, which made for good times. I do enjoy getting new people piss ass drunk. Chris throwing a phone book at Lotus so perfectly that the motherfucker split in half(the phone book, not Lotus) was titties, as was getting real with Aaron and Ben about the nature of the universe. I hope for more of the same next week.

School is pretty awesome so far. Psychology is by far my favorite class, but Comm is fucking irritating. I feel like I'm in goddamn high school again. Stop telling me what fucking listening means and let me talk about some shit that I'm sure no one but myself cares about. Was that catty? I also dropped my English class because it was going to last four fucking hours every Friday, and fuck that. I'm typically hung over on Fridays, and didn't see that going well, so I shall take it in Spring, along with some math class, Spanish 2, and probably another Peace and Conflict Studies class.

Work is work, which means it's all bullshit. I'm laying the seeds to get out of working weekends, and hopefully my schedule will be cooking Monday and Tuesday, and doing dishes Wednesday and Thursday. That would work out a lot better for me, giving me Friday, Saturday, and Sunday off. Working the weekends fucking blows and I want out.

That's probably gonna do it for now. With classes in session, you should expect more bitching about how mundane it is, but I'll probably also have some awesome drinking stories, so it'll be alright. Nooch.

Your pal,

Sunday, March 23, 2008

Close your eyes and see the sky is falling.

So yeah, this may be a bit late, eh? Better late than never I suppose.

School is rapidly approaching. I finally got my email from my advisor, and I have to set up an appointment early in April, then registration is right after my birthday. I'm still not sure how many classes I'm going to take. I wanna take four, but everyone is advising I only take two or three, to kind of get used to balancing school and work, but I'd like to catch up as quickly as possible, so yeah. I figure I'll talk to my advisor and see what he thinks, then figure it out for myself. We'll see I suppose.

My birthday is also getting closer, and yet I'm kinda meh about the whole thing. I still wanna go out to dinner at Takaoka with some people, and probably drink with those same people, but I really don't wanna take that weekend off, especially with all the time I'm taking off this summer. That, by the way, is shaping up to be pretty awesome. We have WizardCon in June, Lollapalooza in August, and I'm sure some small trips in between, so that's pretty fucking exciting. Hooray for rebate checks.

So, I suppose an update on that story I hinted at last time is about due. I have pretty much everything planned out from beginning to end, the only thing is some plot holes I thought of. It's really only one, but it's somewhat big, but I think I can work around it. I have some time this week, so I going to finally throw down on it, promise. Hopefully it lives up to all this waiting, right?

My vacation was pretty damn awesome. It started out going to Bloomington with Aaron and Chris, which was nice. We wandered around quite a bit, the place is beautiful. The rest of the week was spent playing The Godfather game for PS3, which is fucking awesome if you haven't played it. St. Patricks Day, which we celebrated the Friday before the actual holiday, was pretty fun, but drinking in excess usually is. It did, however, seem to fly the fuck by, as things like these do I suppose. Whatev.

That's all I guess, as my life really isn't that damn exciting. Next thing up here should be part one of the story. Nooch.

Your pal,

Thursday, February 21, 2008

Let me see you 1,2 step.

Sorry for the lack of bloging lately. Between being sick, somewhat busy, and overall lack of motivation, it hasn't left to much time to write. I shall try to improve on this, but no promises.

Being sick is pretty much the worst thing ever. It started out with a shitty cough Monday, then progressed into headaches, fevers, hot flashes, and the such, and is still running strong, though I do feel slightly better today. Still have the cough and hot flashes, but they're both getting a little better, so hopefully by tommorow I'll be ready to return to work after three days off. Health insurance sure would taste good right about now.

Robin rented Madden '08 for the PS3 for me, and it's the tits. Aside from just looking better than the PS2 version, which is to be expected, everything is different. The menus screens are completely different, player pictures are updated, and the controls are slightly different, which I'm still trying to get used to. I will be buying it for the 360, which I may or may not be getting next week, I've still yet to decide.

I'm been cooking up an idea for a story idea lately, and I'll start putting it up here once I start putting some ideas to keyboard. Don't bother asking me what it's about, because I'm not telling anyone about this one. I will have it up here soon though.

That's about it. Back to bumming around and begging for relief to illness or sweet death. Nooch.

Your pal,

Sunday, February 10, 2008

Aaron McClaskey is a fucking clownshoe.

So this shit starts again, eh? Once more I am called upon to rant about my daily conquests in the work place, at home, and in the social life. Then so be it. I shall also rant on what's going on in this nutty world of ours, since it deserves commenting on. Some one has to, might as well be me. I hate everything.

School starts up again soon for me. I had my meeting with my advisor the other day. it went pretty well, he's a damn nice guy, A bit eccentric, but nice none the less. I also met a bunch of people in the Communications department, they all seem alright. Also found out I need to take a foreign language placement test soon, since Comm majors have to have three years of one(Yippie!). I will more than likely take Spanish since, well, add in your own ethnic joke here. Registering for classes starts soon. I'm shooting for taking 4 classes in the afternoon. We'll see how that goes. I'm very excited though, this is a long time coming. Hooray for me!

Work is work, and I'm done trying to figure out just what the fuck that means. First my dad is quitting, and some new douchebag is coming in, and boy did that fail. he lasted 4 days, then was shit-canned for being a tool. Or something like that, point is he blew, and now apparently my dad is staying. Whatever. Like I said, I'm done trying to figure that place out, because it's never going to happen. It stall stay a fucking mystery forever, and I'm completely fine with that.

God was proven to exist last Sunday, when he came down and put one ball in Tom Bradys mouth, the other one in Bill Belichicks mouth, and told them to suck. When I saw that the Giants actually pulled it off, I almost came. There is nothing sweeter than seeing two of the biggest douchbags in the history of everything eat it as bad as they did. The Patriots can nibble on my scrote.

That'd be about it for now. Nooch.

Your pal,