Dry Spell
I'm still alive, had some computer problems which resulted in my buying a power supply and video card, but I'm back...Fucking Computer Gremlins.
PS3
And this is the reason I bought the PS3.....Hell Yeah... Geeks Rule
http://www.lucasarts.com/games/theforceunleashed/
Old School
I hate writers block.....I've got nothing, and I mean nothing. Although I am extremely bored, Terez is asleep and I have to go and get my mother a b-day present, so I'm stalling.
I can't think of anything, so I'm looking at my old blog (livejournal) and pulled some of the old ones out and pasted it below....enjoy.
Love feels no burden,
thinks nothing of trouble,
attempts what is above its strength,
pleads no excuse of impossibility...
It is therefore able to undertake all things,
and it completes many things,
and warrants them to take effect,
where he who does not love would faint and lie down.
Love is watchful and sleeping, slumbereth not.
Though weary, it is not tired;
though pressed, it is not straitened;
though alarmed, it is not confounded...
- Thomas A. Kempis -
Words to Live By - Advice for the "average" person.
I do not choose to be a common person. It is my right to be uncommon -- if I can.
I seek opportunity -- not security.
I do not wish to be kept citizen, humbled and dulled by having the
state look after me. I want to take the calculated risk, to dream and
to build, to fail and to succeed.
I refuse to barter incentive for a dole; I prefer the challenges of
life to the guaranteed existence: the thrill of fulfillment to the
stale calm of Utopia.
I will not trade my freedom for beneficence nor my dignity for a handout.
I will never cower before any earthly master nor bend to any threat.
It is my heritage to stand erect, proud and unafraid: to think and act
for myself, to enjoy the benefit of my creations and to face the world
boldly and say: this, with God's help I have done.
"If I had a hammer, I'd build a house for two,
And if I had a sailing ship, I'd take a trip with you.
If I had a poets hand, I'd write a verse for thee,
And if I had a painters touch, On canvas you would be.
But I don't have a hammer,
And I don't have a ship.
So I can't build a house,
And we can't take a trip.
And I'll never be a poet,
Nor have the painters grace.
So I'll never write you're verse,
Nor immortalize your face."
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Wanted : Partner (SWF)
Attributes Must Include :
Intelligent : Not Nerdy
Drinker : Not An Alcoholic
Easy on the Eyes : Not Super Model
Good Personality : Not Bitchy
Likes Affection : Not Public Affection
Likes Children : No Children Of Your Own
Good In Bed : Can Still Count Partners On Your Hands
Likes Computers : Not Nerdy
Never Married : Has Been In Some Long Term Relationships
Has Friends Of Your Own In Which You Like To Hang Out With
No STD's Including Children
Doesn't Mind Smoke
Can Party Or Stay Home
Understands Boys Will Be Boys
Understands Girls Will Be Girls
Listens To or At Least Respects All Forms Of Music
Gets Along With All of Your / There Friends
Good Sense Of Humor and the Ability to Laugh at Anything Including Yourself
Always Aspires to Better Yourself
Has Own Source Of Income
Good Conversationalist
OR
Wanted : Maid That Fucks
Now if your reading this and decide:
1.)Shit That's Me - Read it again, if you still think this applies to
you give yourself a golden star and me a phone call :). Take Pride in
knowing that you represent less than %1 of the population.
2.)That's my girlfriend/boyfriend - Keep them, what ever they want. Stop being a dickhead and realize what you have.
3.)That Applies to most of my qualities - Work on it.
4.)This guy's a real ass and doesn't need to be so fuckin picky and
just learn to deal with it - Your probably right. But hey, I've never
claimed to never be an asshole.
5.)What Sorry I got bored half way through cause I think your an ass -
Thank you for playing your door prize is in the mail. I hope they don't
loose it.
Things I Hate :
Hippies, Having orders barked at me, People who aren't good for
anything, When stupidity is rewarded, People who are asses, Born again
christians, People with online alter egos (Sucidal Tendencies), Rich
People, Advertising, Anyone who likes politics, Putting my foot in my
mouth,
Being Sober, Any moron with an opinion, Hypocrits..., Anyone who thinks they are better than me,
Everyone on American Idol, People that believe anything they are told,
Fat Strippers, People who are always right, Careers, Obsessive cell
phone users, When people give unwanted advice, Most People,
The self-righteous, Anyone who thinks they are on a mission from god,
The majority of social interactions, The tedium of daily life, People
who wave their beliefs in my face, Cops that harass me,
The great state of Illinois, When people treat me like an idiot,
Tedious jobs that require no brain power, Things that are slow,
Hangovers. (Monkey & Robots)
Pre-Blog
Well, I guess my bachelor days are over, I officially woke up with a hangover and a ring on my finger. It's like a college nightmare come true. SCARY -
I'll post a more informative blog tomorrow just wanted to let everyone know I'm still alive.
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There that about sums it up.
Get In The Ring
First of all,
The characters and events depicted in this blog are fictitious. Any similarity
to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. If you feel this any
of this is about you, you are dead wrong and should hang your head in shame
because you have very low self-esteem.
More 'F' Bombs Below!!!
Here's a rant for ya!!
I'm getting to the point where I really can't stand fucking people, and
non-fucking people for that matter, just people in fucking general will do I
guess. (I feel I didn't have good use of the 'f' word in the last blog) I swear
to all you think is holy most people are over sensitive, whiney, bitchy, and
would sell their soul for nothing more than a fucking cheeseburger from Mc
Donalds. I once worked for a person who's only words of advice were,
"Don't trust anyone, whether there above you or below you don't trust
them." I didn't believe it, hell I actually argued with him saying things
like "people aren't like that," and "you have to have more faith
than that." But, I try to see the good in people, give them the benefit of
the doubt, and stick up for them when no one else will, and so on. OOPS!! DEAD
WRONG. I've decided that most are like small children, adults that just never
grow up if you will.
Let me explain.
There's the, “I'm in trouble so I'll get some one else in trouble.” It's the he
did it first so I should be able to, could be a boss, a friend, a brother
or sister, parent, employee, etc... "MOM SO AND SO ARE BLAH FUCKING BLAH
AND I DIDN'T GET TO WAHHHHH." Adults do this to, and to anyone in an
authority position, your employees, co-workers, or whatever will sell you out
in a heart beat if given the chance. THEY ARE NOT YOUR FRIENDS NO MATTER WHAT
THEY ACT LIKE IN FRONT OF YOU THEY ARE NOT YOUR FRIENDS! If they are in
trouble, or think oh yeah, well if your going to make me do this then
allllllllllllll this needs to stop as well. THEY WILL SELL YOU OUT, drop your
name like it's nothing. Even I have made this mistake, befriended a co-worker
or several for that matter (maybe at the place I'm now or maybe not, read first
paragraph again) that came back to bite me. I found my self a little loose with
them, not usually dropping the 'F' bomb but cussing never the less. When that
person got in trouble for cussing in front of customers (STUPID) BAM, well I've
heard Jason do it before...Fucking sell out. Nothing came out of the deal, it's
one word against another, but it's the principle of the thing. Don't sell out
someone that is being nice to you just because you got busted for being stupid.
Not only is it not the right thing to do, but what kind of a person does that
make you. Suck it up and take it, you fucked up so you deal with it.
Then there is the over fucking sensitive type (remember the first paragraph
this is NOT a pointed reference). The "that joke offended me,"
or "I don't use profanity," "my lungs are wahhhhh," because
you smoke therefore we should take smoking away from everyone. People, GET OVER
IT! Life is waaaaaay to short to let every little fucking thing bother you. If
your life is boring enough you care about what someone else is doing, you need
to get a new life. Get divorced, have kids, find a new job, something, but do
something about it. Who cares? If they feel that way let them, it's not your
problem. If someone makes fun of you learn to laugh at your self, because if
you can't then everyone else will. One of my University professors said if I
can teach you one thing is to laugh at your self it will make life grand for
you in the future. If you do something stupid, laugh along with everyone, I do.
The thing is everyone makes mistakes, everyone. No one and I mean no one is
perfect and don't give me that "except Jesus," shit either. If you
trip get up and giggle about it, it's not the end of the world.
And, I love the excuse, "I am the way I am because I never had what you
did," or "no one helped me." No person on this forsaken planet
was born with a silver spoon. Anyone in the position that their in fucking
earned it, just because YOU made bad choices, or YOU didn't want to put forth
the effort, doesn't mean you can blame anyone but YOURSELF. And yes, this
includes kissing a little ass when necessary. If you think its wrong, or think
"well I'd never do that," don't be jealous when you don't move up the
ladder and they do. I'm personally not a fan of this one, but it does work.
Your boss is your boss for a reason, if they like you they might think about
you the next time they need to give a promotion. Despite the propaganda they tell
you about, just do the work and your boss will notice, bullshit, if you don't
brag on yourself trust me no one will. If you do something good at work let
someone know about, if you fuck up let someone know about. I'd rather an
employee come to me and be like, "Jason I fucked something up," then
me find out from a customer that's pissed to no end. And believe me, customers
will blow any situation out of proportion, back to the over sensitive type.
They take it as a personal insult, just because they hate the situation their
and can't do anything about it. If you get in trouble for it, than you get in
trouble, but at least, for lack of better words, take it like a man. Deal with
it and move on. Don't blame the customer, don't blame another employee,
don't blame your boss or bosses, just fucking suck up and take it, you will be
a better person because of it.
I could go on and on, but I believe that's enough for today.
If anyone reading takes offence to this, then you didn't pay any attention to
what you were reading.
If your the type of person that does most of this stuff, fucking quit, and be
happy for once in your pathetic little life it doesn't last as long as you
think. Most people are on medication in this country for a fucking reason,
there whiney and think that the world has pissed on them or owes them a favor.
Suck it up people and deal with your problems, if you don't it will just pile
on. If you have to take drugs to be happy, then you need to change your life
its not normal, the only reason the doctor tells you that many people are
taking the "happy fucking pill," is because they can't deal with
there problems either.
PEACE,
Jason
Have some GNR!
Why do you look at me when you hate me
Why should I look at you when you make me hate you to
I sense a smell of retribution in the air
I don't even understand why the fuck you even care
And I don't need your jealousy yeah
Why drag me down in your misery
And when you stare don't you think I feel it
But I'm gonna deal it back to you in spades
When I'm havin' fun ya know I can't conceal it
'Cause I know you'd never cut it in my game- Oh no
And when you're talkin' about a vasectomy- Yeah
I'll be writin' down your obituary-
HISTORY
You got your bitches with
the silicone injections
Crystal meth and yeast infections
Bleached blond hair,
Collagen lip projections
Who are you to criticize my intentions
Got your subtle manipulative devices
Just like you I got my vices
I got a thought that would be nice
I'd like to crush your head tight in my vice- PAIN!!
And that goes for all you punks in the press
That want to start shit by printin' lies instead of the things we said
That means you
Andy Secher at Hit Parader
Circus Magazine
Mick Wall at Kerrang
Bob Guccione Jr. at Spin,
What you pissed off cuz your dad gets more pussy than you?
Fuck you
Suck my fuckin' dick
You be rippin' off the fuckin' kids
While they be payin' their hard earned money to read about the bands
They want to know about
Printin' lies startin' controversy
You wanta antagonize me
Antagonize me motherfucker
Get in the ring motherfucker
And I'll kick your bitchy little ass
PUNK
I don't like you, I just hate you
I gonna kick your ass,
Oh yeah! Ohyeah!
You may not like our integrity yeah
We built a world out of anarchy
Oh yeah!
AND IN THIS CORNER WEIGHING IN AT 850 POUNDS- GUNS N' ROSES
Get in the ring
Yeah
Yeah this song is dedicated to
All the Guns n'fuckin' Roses fans
Who stuck with us through all the Fucking shit
And to all those opposed...
Hmm...well
Watch for 'F' Bombs
Well,
[edited for content]
I actually have a good blog thought up and some interesting things to say, but
I'm afraid that the powers that be wouldn't be very happy about it. It actually
would have been worth reading.
I'm a fan of corporate
The problem I'm having really doesn't affect me what so ever, it's a co-worker.
I have no power, input, or control of the whole situation. It just pisses me
off to no end on principle. I can't really say much more than that (which also
pisses me off by the way).
I've never been a fan of Christianity, to many rules and regulations that have
been twisted by man for thousands of years. It's ok to do one thing depending
on another...and so on. (a blog for another time) The reason I even bring this
up is as I said before, I've always been a fan of corporate
Anyway,
The wedding draws near, 8 days and counting............. we're finishing the
final details now and things are really turning real. I'm not afraid of being
married to Terez, its being married in general that scares the holy shit out of
me. I honestly never figured I'd make it this far, nor did I want to. Terez and
I kind of happened by accident...True story, ask her. It's actually kind of
funny if you get the uncut version. The short version of the story is; We
started out a one-nighter four years ago, didn't talk until 4 years later (my
fault). Said "what's up," on MSN out of the blue one day. Came home
on a break, received (in my opinion) the best line in the world. And finally,
here we are 8 days from being legally bound and I couldn't be happier. I do
find it funny how life works from time to time.
The only ??? I have toward the wedding now is what, if anything, I'm going to
do for my father. He died a few years back and Terez asked me if I was going to
do anything to represent him at the wedding....I'd love to, but I don't have a
clue as to how. A picture would do I guess, but I wanted something more. I
can't really think of anything though. Things like this do raise questions
though, would he be proud or disappointed...etc. (another blog for another
time, need to be drunk to display those emotions)
Well, I guess it's time for me to get off of here and go to bed, I hope I
haven't bored you too much with my ramblings. But, I do feel better just by
acting like I wrote a fantastic blog where I broke my confidentiality
agreements and just ripped the company (and the people evolved) a new one. AND
as promised from the title.
FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK
Just One Of The Reasons
So tonight is the big bachelor party, I have to admit I'm a little scared. But, trust me you would be to if you knew the group I'll be going with, not that I doubt it will be an awesome time, just a little scared.
I have many reasons why I'm getting married 14 days from now. Most are mushy and of no concern to anyone else, but I do want to share one of the reasons with you.
So, for those who don't know Terez works nights, so when she comes home in the morning I'm usually just getting out of bed on the days that I'm not working. Today, she said "You might want to get up so you and Jon can go and get the van soon, I left you a letter on the counter of the rules I want you to follow for tonight." This interested me, once again, for those who don't know me or Terez for that matter, most of the time she doesn't really mind what I do and I'm not the type to follow rules. I never expected Terez to pull the (no offense to anyone) typical girlfriend DON'T GO TO THE STRIP CLUBS OR I'LL KILL YOU AND THE WEDDING WILL BE OFF. She's just not the type, she knows when it counts I'll come home to her and the rest doesn't really matter. Usually the only main rule is no cheating, which is standard in most relationships. Which she knows I just don't do. But no, today there is a letter. So as I get up with the WTF attitude I walk into the kitchen and grab the letter, it reads as follows..."
Dear Boys,
I have a few pieces of advice as you whisk my soon-to-be-hubby off to the world of boobies and sin. And of course, feel absolutely free to disregard my advice. Just don't tell me about it.
Rule Number One (which has always been my rule #1): NO VD! I know, sometimes this one is hard. That cold sore may look harmless. But the memories of those glorious boobies will fade, and the herpes will last forever. It's never fashionable to bring home lifetime reminders of one wild night, and it's in very bad taste to share those reminders with those who don't get to go.
Secondly, please don't find yourselves on the wrong side of the law. As I have a feeling it would most definitely be a group effort, I just don't have the funds to bail all of you out. And the jail in East St. Louis is definitely interesting. I wouldn't want one of you boys being molested by the large lovely drag queens they pick up on most weekends. I also don't want mug shots in my wedding slide show.
Lastly, just some random tidbits. Don't drive through Brooklyn, IL after dark. Don't end up in the emergency room. Timmy, bring your license. Don't drunk dial from a strip club."
This is why I'm going to marry this woman...........................
