If you need something to make you laugh, this is it. Cracked - The 10 most satisfying cases of hecklers getting destroyed.
http://www.cracked.com/blog/the-10-m..._ibsrc=fanpage
If you need something to make you laugh, this is it. Cracked - The 10 most satisfying cases of hecklers getting destroyed.
http://www.cracked.com/blog/the-10-m..._ibsrc=fanpage
I seriously think that being a comedian would be one hell of a job. I mean, I can't think of many jobs where you can say and do that kind of shit and NOT get in trouble for it. You can't be a doctor, or police officer, or server, or fry cook, or anything and get away with that - let alone have people APPLAUD you for doing it.
Last night me and 10 coworkers fucking owned everyone at paintball. And for all but two of us it was the first time! Our veterans knew the deal, showed us the tricks, tactics and strategies that would work best for the indoor field we were on, which was a warehouse with 8 large and small buildings in it (3 with two stories) and a few cars and obstacles for cover. It looked exactly like this except with more dimensions than two.
Anyway, I got hit a few times but for the most part it was total pwnage on our part, and a hell of a fun way to spend 3 hours! I ache all over today because I should have stretched more, but WOO!
I've NEVER been paintballing, but I've always wanted to get into it.
Right now, I'm eating a huge bowl of cheesy hamburger helper after realizing I hadn't eaten anything since this morning. It's at the perfect temperature where the top layer is cooled off, but anything half an inch below that is still super hot. YUM.
My brother saw I was eating the entire box in one sitting, and he goes "How the hell do you only weight 155 pounds?"
Belated birthday presents from 3 of my best friends - an ENORMOUS black and white Josh Homme poster, a band tee, and some Jack Daniel's/Keep Calm and Carry On goodies. It's so nice when people know your tastes inside out.
For my birthday Saturday, I'm hanging out and seeing Avengers with a friend of mine that I used to be really close to, but we stopped talking as much once I got a girlfriend and she got a boyfriend. Pretty excited for it, actually.
Coworker has introduced me to what it now my most favorite cynical phrase ever. He got this from a guy he observed camping with kids in a torrential downpour. 3 of the 5 kids had got sick. It was the last night of the trip and the guy came out of the tent and announced:
"Yep, livin' the dream."
I got a new job today. I promptly walked down to my current job and quit. The amount of stress the job put on me had been overwhelming for a long time. I still can't believe its over. The new job's nothing fancy, but this new environment is just what I needed.
I have half an hour in my schedule today that I don't know what to do with. Life is good...
ALSO! I'm diving into mindfulness! Excited!
Birthday cake. HNNNNNNNNNNNG.
Also, I'm regretting not drinking on my birthday. Turned 22, on Cinco De Mayo, during a Super moon (Why not?), on a SATURDAY? It'd be perfect if I were a drinker. But instead I went to work for 12 hours and skinny dipped in the hot tub and pool, with my PS3 hooked up to the HDTV in the weight room.
Someone telling me they enjoy my company today.
I'm saying the next ETS meet up should be in the nude.
Who's with me? Anyone? Anyone?
Found a new clothing site for big girls. www.simplybe.com Clothes are generally ok, some really cute stuff here and there. Bought a shirt and a dress, hopefully they'll fit. I get nervous ordering clothes online. Also I like watching gay porn.
I talked to my best friend* on the phone for the first time in almost a year about a week ago. Our friendship has taken a serious beating, and we're not as close as we used to be, but we're both hoping that can be fixed. In the meantime, I can't tell you how great it was to talk to her. Thankfully, we had kind of worked through what we had to work through in e-mail the past few weeks, so we were able to have a really nice, fun conversation that didn't delve into any drama or anything gloomy. It felt like no time had passed at all, and reminded me of why our friendship has lasted almost twelve years, in spite of living over four hundred miles apart and having some rough spots (that's putting it mildly). I think there is a connection we have that's just damn near unbreakable, and I'm very, very grateful for that.
Sorry, that was incredibly sappy, but whatever.
*I'm calling her that in this post even though we're actually not best friends any more, at least for now. I'm hoping maybe that'll change at some point, but we'll see. One day at a time. At this moment, I'm just really glad she's back in my life.
Defending my dissertation in a few hours. Next time I log on here I will be Dr. Aggroculture.
afternoon power naps
Just listening to Triple J's unearthed while writing emails.
Even if the majority of today's youth make you want to stick your head in the oven, at the music will be a good sign of things to come.
My girl, Foxy, having her last play date with my buddy Will's boxer Elwood.