Sunday, March 18, 2007
Banned
That's right, banned. I was banned last night from one of my favorite CS servers because I was on a roll and they thought i was hacking. Just because I got lucky enough to nail 12 headshots in a row without dying does not make me a hacker...just makes me lucky. Whiny little bitches...
Wednesday, March 14, 2007
Another day, another dollar...yet I'm still broke
Ever have one of those moments that just stop you in your tracks and make you wonder? Well this story isn't entirely about that. First off I don't usually make any sort of distinguishable track, and I wonder all the time. But enough of the games, today was definitely a shocking one.
The day started like any other. Got up at 6am in order to make it out to work in time for my 8am shift. An update for those now joining us, I currently ride my bike to work. Tis an hour and a half bike ride, but I somehow manage without killing myself. Any who, the only thing to mark this day different than any other, was that it was my birthday. Yes the day of days finally had been brought upon me.
Now of course your birthday amongst your peers is always a questionable adventure, now matter what age you seem to be. You could be turning 16 in high school, or in my case 20 and about to head to work with people ranging from 18-50. Either way, people can tell a lot about you by the way you treat your birthday. How you react to people wishing you a happy birthday, and of course, if you make a big deal about your birthday. Normally I don't really care about what others think...
Who the hell am I kidding, of course I care what others think. Every last person in society cares what others think. It could be the creepy emo kid cutting himself, all the way to the valedictorian making photocopies of his/her report card and posting it all over the school. Everyone cares about what others think. Its all on how you show it.
I feel only a true friend would wish you happy birthday without needing to be reminded that it is in fact your birthday. Not that I'm saying I have all my friends birthdays memorized, but remembering something as significant as a birthday seems to create a sort of unique bond between the thanker and the thankee.
When it comes right down to it, I don't really care too much about my fellow coworkers. True, like i mentioned before, everyone cares what others think, but at the time their thoughts weren't so much a part of my own. Truly I only really wondered if she'd remembered. No, not wondered...hoped.
Maybe I put too much pressure on it, but I felt that if she thinks about me remotely the way I think about her, my mystery girl would remember and mention my birthday. Might even be the first words out of her mouth. Sadly though, they were the last words out of her mouth, but only because someone nearby reminded her. I might be blowing this out of proportion a little, and I really think I am...but with that very act of having to remind her in front of me while I appeared distracted just stopped me in my tracks and got me wondering...
"what does she really think about me?"
The day started like any other. Got up at 6am in order to make it out to work in time for my 8am shift. An update for those now joining us, I currently ride my bike to work. Tis an hour and a half bike ride, but I somehow manage without killing myself. Any who, the only thing to mark this day different than any other, was that it was my birthday. Yes the day of days finally had been brought upon me.
Now of course your birthday amongst your peers is always a questionable adventure, now matter what age you seem to be. You could be turning 16 in high school, or in my case 20 and about to head to work with people ranging from 18-50. Either way, people can tell a lot about you by the way you treat your birthday. How you react to people wishing you a happy birthday, and of course, if you make a big deal about your birthday. Normally I don't really care about what others think...
Who the hell am I kidding, of course I care what others think. Every last person in society cares what others think. It could be the creepy emo kid cutting himself, all the way to the valedictorian making photocopies of his/her report card and posting it all over the school. Everyone cares about what others think. Its all on how you show it.
I feel only a true friend would wish you happy birthday without needing to be reminded that it is in fact your birthday. Not that I'm saying I have all my friends birthdays memorized, but remembering something as significant as a birthday seems to create a sort of unique bond between the thanker and the thankee.
When it comes right down to it, I don't really care too much about my fellow coworkers. True, like i mentioned before, everyone cares what others think, but at the time their thoughts weren't so much a part of my own. Truly I only really wondered if she'd remembered. No, not wondered...hoped.
Maybe I put too much pressure on it, but I felt that if she thinks about me remotely the way I think about her, my mystery girl would remember and mention my birthday. Might even be the first words out of her mouth. Sadly though, they were the last words out of her mouth, but only because someone nearby reminded her. I might be blowing this out of proportion a little, and I really think I am...but with that very act of having to remind her in front of me while I appeared distracted just stopped me in my tracks and got me wondering...
"what does she really think about me?"
Saturday, March 3, 2007
Say Cheese
The time has finally come...for pictures! Yes, pictures. All of you who have been waiting, and anticipating can wait no longer. I giveth to you...pictures of my wreck.
Lets see...an explaination is in order. First picture is me. The survivor, standing next to my car. Second is a front view of the car, close up on the windshield. Third picture is of the broken window which I climbed out of to escape the wreck. Out of the 3 back windows, its the only one that broke. And the last picture is of the driver side door, where i was sitting during the wreck. Enjoy the pictures. If you want more, head on over to my myspace page. You'll need an account, but here is the link. www.myspace.com/bigmacrazy
Lets see...an explaination is in order. First picture is me. The survivor, standing next to my car. Second is a front view of the car, close up on the windshield. Third picture is of the broken window which I climbed out of to escape the wreck. Out of the 3 back windows, its the only one that broke. And the last picture is of the driver side door, where i was sitting during the wreck. Enjoy the pictures. If you want more, head on over to my myspace page. You'll need an account, but here is the link. www.myspace.com/bigmacrazy
Sunday, February 25, 2007
A turn for the worst
Just another morning...just another day. Then it happened.
To make a long story short, and I hate to leave you hangin with lack of details like this, but this morning, around 6am mountain time, I rolled my bronco. No worries, however, I am perfectly alright. Gonna take a lot more than a few cuts and a bump or something to take me out. Car is totaled however, but oh well. Could have been worse. I have survived to live another day, and with a nice little memory to keep with me forever. A story to tell for ages to come.
No worries...I'm O.K ^.^
To make a long story short, and I hate to leave you hangin with lack of details like this, but this morning, around 6am mountain time, I rolled my bronco. No worries, however, I am perfectly alright. Gonna take a lot more than a few cuts and a bump or something to take me out. Car is totaled however, but oh well. Could have been worse. I have survived to live another day, and with a nice little memory to keep with me forever. A story to tell for ages to come.
No worries...I'm O.K ^.^
Saturday, February 10, 2007
Round 2
Long time no post...yeah I know, been busy. I'm sure you all want to hear about it, right? Meh, fine. Only because I am bored.
Honestly, throughout most of my life, I never actually HAD to deal with a financial situation as close to being in debt as I was recently. Not gonna lie, I was a little scured. That's right, I said scured not scared. What are you gonna do about it? Nonetheless, I was able to slowly, but surely, recover from the threat that was me going broke. I am slowly recuperating and beginning to create a safe balance yet again. *very sarcastic* Hurrah for me.
Its not that I'm disappointed that I saved my life financially, in fact I'm pretty happy about that. One less thing to worry about. Its just that yesterday I finally got the courage to ask my mystery girl out yet again. I know its been awhile since my last attempt, but hey...a maybe like that took a lot out of my self esteem. Either way, from what you can tell, I'm sure, I was rejected, but not because she doesn't want to go out with me, but more because my timing was bad yet again. I mean, what the fuck are the odds that Friday, the day I ask her out for, was her brothers birthday. I mean, fricken a. Oh well, didn't actually use the word date this time, more of "would you like to go to *insert random function here* with me on Friday", to which she replied that it was her brothers birthday. *sigh* Oh well. Something did happen this week that I would like to share in light of me asking her out.
A couple days before asking my mystery girl out again, I had what some might call an epiphany. When asking myself why I wasn't asking her out, I came across a quote that put it all into perspective for me. "Don't let the fear of striking out keep you from playing the game". Wow...I was letting the fear of rejection prevent me from asking her out constantly until she said yes....or get away from me. Subconsciously of course, because my heart wanted me to ask her out...so yeah. Either way though, I should have seen this coming. I had the same basic problem with football awhile back as well. I always let the fear of the next day watching film and watching myself mess up and getting yelled at prevent me from playing the game to my fullest. After realizing that I went out the next game and literally took a guy in each arm and drove them back like 15 yards or so. Basically dominating that entire team up and down the field. Had at least 20 or so pancake blocks. Was a great game. Hopefully upon this realization with my mystery girl, I will be able to give round 3 a shot and get a yes.
You know what they say...third time's the charm.
Honestly, throughout most of my life, I never actually HAD to deal with a financial situation as close to being in debt as I was recently. Not gonna lie, I was a little scured. That's right, I said scured not scared. What are you gonna do about it? Nonetheless, I was able to slowly, but surely, recover from the threat that was me going broke. I am slowly recuperating and beginning to create a safe balance yet again. *very sarcastic* Hurrah for me.
Its not that I'm disappointed that I saved my life financially, in fact I'm pretty happy about that. One less thing to worry about. Its just that yesterday I finally got the courage to ask my mystery girl out yet again. I know its been awhile since my last attempt, but hey...a maybe like that took a lot out of my self esteem. Either way, from what you can tell, I'm sure, I was rejected, but not because she doesn't want to go out with me, but more because my timing was bad yet again. I mean, what the fuck are the odds that Friday, the day I ask her out for, was her brothers birthday. I mean, fricken a. Oh well, didn't actually use the word date this time, more of "would you like to go to *insert random function here* with me on Friday", to which she replied that it was her brothers birthday. *sigh* Oh well. Something did happen this week that I would like to share in light of me asking her out.
A couple days before asking my mystery girl out again, I had what some might call an epiphany. When asking myself why I wasn't asking her out, I came across a quote that put it all into perspective for me. "Don't let the fear of striking out keep you from playing the game". Wow...I was letting the fear of rejection prevent me from asking her out constantly until she said yes....or get away from me. Subconsciously of course, because my heart wanted me to ask her out...so yeah. Either way though, I should have seen this coming. I had the same basic problem with football awhile back as well. I always let the fear of the next day watching film and watching myself mess up and getting yelled at prevent me from playing the game to my fullest. After realizing that I went out the next game and literally took a guy in each arm and drove them back like 15 yards or so. Basically dominating that entire team up and down the field. Had at least 20 or so pancake blocks. Was a great game. Hopefully upon this realization with my mystery girl, I will be able to give round 3 a shot and get a yes.
You know what they say...third time's the charm.
Wednesday, January 17, 2007
The time has come
Greetings all! I know, its been awhile...alas, that is why I am here. Posting yet another blog. Dilvulging yet another part of my life so numerous random eyes might view it and ponder its very meaning. Ok, enough big fancy words, that are probably used incorrectly. Time for the fun.
First of all...
Is that not the coolest knife set you ever saw? I'm thinkin about getting it in a month or so. Mainly because we need knives at our apartment, and this looks awesome. Also..
Isnt that the coolest clock ever? Going to order that off Ebay on Friday when i get paid. Definetely a must for gamers everywhere. The alarm ring is the super mario song. Jealous? I understand, I am too.
Well I'm off. Gotta go check on my food, and make sure i'm not burning our apartment down. Wouldnt look good on my rental history. G'night all ^.^
First of all...
Is that not the coolest knife set you ever saw? I'm thinkin about getting it in a month or so. Mainly because we need knives at our apartment, and this looks awesome. Also..
Isnt that the coolest clock ever? Going to order that off Ebay on Friday when i get paid. Definetely a must for gamers everywhere. The alarm ring is the super mario song. Jealous? I understand, I am too.
Well I'm off. Gotta go check on my food, and make sure i'm not burning our apartment down. Wouldnt look good on my rental history. G'night all ^.^
Saturday, January 6, 2007
A new beginning
Happy New years! I know its a little late, but I havent really gotten around to posting a new blog in awhile. However, I'm sure the real question you are asking yourself is why the hell am I up this early in the morning writing this blog? Well, long story but pretty much I woke up thinking it was 5:50 and I was beating my alarm clock, but it was actually 4:50am...go figure. Either way, now I'm up and here comes a blog.
I'm sure you all have noticed by now, but I reactivated my FF account. Had to do it before they wiped Chirap again, because quite frankly, I dont think I could handle remaking him again. It feels good to be back though. Did some missions, working on some quests, Kiska is killing me again, the usual thing. Like I said, tis good to be back.
Back to RL for a moment. What a way to start the new year...my mystery girl went out of town for about a week and a half. In fact that is why I'm getting up this early anyways. I get to run the Kids Clinic for her at work. Kids Clinic is basically where kids come in and build these little projects for free. She trusted me to run it for her while she was gone. /cheer. Oh well, Since I'm doing it I had to open, and for some god awful reason we open at 7am on Saturdays. Who in their right mind would go to Home Depot at 7am on a saturday? *sigh*
Sorry this blog is a little short compared to some of my others. Like I said, its 6am now, and I've been up for over an hour now. Brain is still a little shut down. Peace out.
I'm sure you all have noticed by now, but I reactivated my FF account. Had to do it before they wiped Chirap again, because quite frankly, I dont think I could handle remaking him again. It feels good to be back though. Did some missions, working on some quests, Kiska is killing me again, the usual thing. Like I said, tis good to be back.
Back to RL for a moment. What a way to start the new year...my mystery girl went out of town for about a week and a half. In fact that is why I'm getting up this early anyways. I get to run the Kids Clinic for her at work. Kids Clinic is basically where kids come in and build these little projects for free. She trusted me to run it for her while she was gone. /cheer. Oh well, Since I'm doing it I had to open, and for some god awful reason we open at 7am on Saturdays. Who in their right mind would go to Home Depot at 7am on a saturday? *sigh*
Sorry this blog is a little short compared to some of my others. Like I said, its 6am now, and I've been up for over an hour now. Brain is still a little shut down. Peace out.
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