A reflective note, before I get into things. It has been quite some number of years since I have sat down with a cup of coffee and a fresh pack of smokes and watched the sun come up over the open ocean. It was a peaceful way to start the day, I would like to do that again sometime soon. It takes my mind off of things like this retard I saw the other day driving his car on the freeway with headphones in. What in the fuck is wrong with this asshole? I may do a couple of sort of unsafe things whilst driving, but that one just tops it all. I might even understand if it was just one in, but both?! Please let him cause an accident with me so I can drag him through his windshield and beat the ever-loving shit out of him. If I believed in a god, that would be my prayer every night before I went to bed.
I also want to take this chance to tell all you women-folk out there that just because I engage you in conversation, or holy shit, try to be nice to you, especially when I am offered a paying gig and am trying to keep in your good graces, I am not hitting on you. This one skirt got all freaked out and went whining to a friend of mine because I invited her out for a night of hobnobbing with musicians with my band and many others and then I get a barrage of text's at 4am that I am a scum bag for hitting on his friend. Safe to say I will not be playing for that band this summer, kind of sucks, even though the music was some shitty dance crap, it was still going to be a paying gig and I need the cash with my band doing a recording soon and me moving at the end of May. Just because I talk to you does not mean I want to fuck you, get over yourself and lose that fat cottage cheese ass if you want to pretend to be a diva, bitch.
Another person that needs to be placed in a burlap sack and thrown off a cliff is the little piss ant that works at Guitar Center. I go in for an item that is supposed to be in stock and it isn't. No surprise there as that store is never reliable, but this fucktard thought he was going to get me to order my item and pay to have it shipped to the store! I told him he was about as smart as a bag of hammer's if he thought I was going to pay 5 dollars to ship an item that cost 3.50 and he was supposed to have in stock. He informed me it was policy and I told him he could shove that policy and the entire store right up his emo ass and that if I didn't have my credit card in my hand in exactly 2.4 seconds, he was going to learn a new definition of the phrase "inhumane punishment". I may have to stay out of that store for a few months... At least I can get a free trip to Mexico if I travel to Arizona this summer and don't take my passport with me:)
On a slightly more comical note, last week I received a text from my girlfriend, first of the day. It said something to the effect of "Did you know that if a chick shag's two guys in one night and she drops two eggs (cause apparently that's a thing) and they both get knocked up that she can have fraternal twins with two different fathers?" Well good morning to you too, you psycho freak. I politely inquired to see if she had something she wanted to tell me... two somethings... She said it was a "fun fact" she learned in her human genetics class. I told her I was going to spike her morning coffee with the day after pill every day from now until the time (if) we are no longer dating and for two months thereafter. Somehow I came out as the asshole in that conversation... How fucked up is that to be be the first text I get from her during the day? That is almost as fucked up as the outing to the liquor storer a couple weeks before that. We went in to get her a bottle of wine and me some whiskey so I could get her trashed enough to put out. When we got to the counter they asked her for her i.d. She presented and then the broad looks at me and asks if I have mine. I say nope and look her dead in the eye and she kinda takes a step back then looks down and goes, "oh, ok...", and checks us out. I didn't think that would work in a million years! I was laughing my ass off the entire way home.
I have my next meeting with the V.A. shrink this next Monday, wonder how that is going to go:) They want to put me on med's for "severe anxiety, depression, and OCD", amongst a couple other things. It's not my fault that every thing has a place and people piss me off. My blood pressure is getting better, but my stress level's are getting worse they tell me. I am supposed to relax more and not get so worked up about things. So I am not supposed to worry that I may have to quit my band's, not supposed to worry that I may not have a job next week, that the new apartment may fall through, my car won't break down, I can trust physics not to let the world implode, I won't get ambushed walking home from school or the bar, I get accepted to school for the fall, and a myriad of other things?! Easier said than done, V.A. chick.
That picture is my new stand on politics, I am about done watching the news or listening to it, it causes too much grief in my life to watch these fuckers squabble over money and votes. School is almost done for the semester and I am welcoming the break.
Angry Red, the pics of Greenman are coming as soon as I get them from the chick that took pictures at the party last Friday. For the rest of you, if you are a fan of "It's Always Sunny In Philadelphia", you should get a kick out of it. The weirdest part of that party (aside from me in a spandex lime green body suit) was that an ex of mine was there, first time seeing her since we broke up about three years ago. Avoided each other until we were hammered, then ended up on the same beer pong team. We actually talked and joked a bit, it was really weird and took about 2 minutes until we started calling each other out on all the fucked up shit. She accused me of a bunch of shit but realized I was telling the truth when I told my side of it. Kind of took the wind out of her sails, mine a little bit too. Some of the worst stuff I figured happened may not have, still skeptical, but that is just me:) Waiting to see if there will be a part two of this conversation.
V, I haven't forgotten about the pics of me with my new spectacles, just been rough trying to find time to do shit, school is almost done, I will try to get them next week, I can shave now that the Sabre's have let me down once again. Still a hope for Vancouver, they cared enough to make it out of the first round of playoff's.
I shall close for now, getting late for this old cat, work tomorrow and a whole new round of fun there... Everyone be safe and come back with some good stories, I will start catching up on all your blog's next week, sorry I dropped off the face of the planet this semester, hope some of you haven't forgotten me and still read and even get a chuckle.
Semper Fi,
Kris
