(When I started writing I didn't have a title but then one came to me as I was finishing up. I didn't want to re-write the entire blog so I just added this line to explain why it starts off the way it does)
I don't have a title for tonight's writtings, that is mostly because I just have something that I need to get off my chest. I have always preach to my family and friends to take hold of life by the yarbels (Balls) and do what ever you want as long as nobody gets hurt. I am on the verge of taking my own advice but I am worried. You see there is a girl (BIG SURPRISE) that I have adored from a distance for a very long time. Up until now I have never even tried to do anything more than be friendly with her,mostly because she had a boyfriend, but it now seems that I have a window of opportunity that might allow me to see if these feelings I have for this your girl is more than just a crush from my youth. Anyways I intend to find out.
The biggest obsticle I see infront of me is myself. You see I have built up this idea as an ideal match for me, she is attractive, intelligent, healthy, funny, and a hole lot of other things that I will not add because I fear it might give her away and I don't want to many people to know that she is single because if they had any sensethey would try to get her for themselves. But I digress, my imediate concernis that because I don't know her very well and I fearthat I have place her on an unrealistic pedistil that i may neverbe able to reach, or worse I find out that in reality she is ot the person I thught she was but a crazy, mean cracked out bitch, which I doubt but is stil a possibility.
The question I have to ask is if all this is worth the worst. Now I am no longer the shy ignorant boy I once was. I understand women now better than I have ever in the past. I can make any girl I meet a friend in a mater of moments, but the second I try to turn that relationship into something romantic, things become award and eventually fizzle out. I find this especially ironic because of all the girls I know that imagine that the best intimate relationships grow out of friendships.
I planned on making a list of my fears, worries, possitives and negatives about this situation, but then I remebered the pupose of my blog. To Do Every Idea I have, no matter how dumb it may be. Its not to chicken out. It doesn't matter what the out come may be, the entire point of this thing is to experience life and get my ideas out into the world so that I can sort them out and make them work for me instead of fluttering away into nothingness. So that is my plan. I am going to go after this young person with all my skill. It does not matter if they work ut or not, even though I really hope they do. The point is to do it.
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Ideas for this week
new Goal: Re-star work out regiment. Since I can't work I might as well get back in shape. I hope to lose another 25lbs by Xmas
Grecian wraps- a new line of novelty condoms based on things that I think up of after I have been drinking with my friends
Begin work on a new Board game based on stories I have been told and stories I have told others
*sorry about the vague ideas, I don't want to give away too much in case someone wants to take my ideas
Sunday, October 10, 2010
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Sunday, October 3, 2010
What do you want to be when you grow up?
I realize that this is a very simple, and almost obtuse beginning to my blog but it sets the tone for everything that I want to talk about. When I was young I remember my teacher, my parents and other family members ask me what I wanted to be when I grow up, and I always answered them the same way, I wanted to be king. Not a police man, not a fireman, not a teacher, not a restaurant owner I wanted to be the most powerful thing I knew of at the time,and for me that was a King.
What does being king have to do with blogging? Well I just finished watching the facebook movie with some friends of mine. No i will not be reviewing it, I will only says that if I knew how to program that would have been me. I mean he made facebook because he knew how to program websites and he was drunk, I am halfway there most nights of the week. But I digress. every time I drive down the street, turn on the TV or really pay attention to the world around me I see people that are rich showing off there money. They drive around in nice cars, have expensive clothes with some other persons name on them and all these people act like they are better than every other person they see. Now some of them are rich because they worked hard, some got lucky and other got someone else lucky and in return they buy them expensive toys. Thats fine, but my problem is that I am not any where near as well of as I should be by this point in my life.
I always thought that everyone is supposed to have a talent that sets them apart from every one else. My sister is amazingly creative, I have a friend that can role the best cigarettes I even know a girl who is the craziest bitch in the world. Me I am a jack of all trades. I know a little bit about everything but what I pride myself most on is how cleaver I am and if it happens to be a dirty joke of sorts, forget about it. some of the things I have said would make a priest blush then laugh his ass off. My biggest problem is that I forget half the things I come up with but hopefully that will soon change.
The main reason I am starting this blog is because it is part one of my newest idea, and yes it was inspired by the previously mentioned movie. You see the main character, like so many other well off people, started by having an idea and going for it, so that's what i am going to do. Every idea I have, good, bad, funny, sad, ridiculous or genius I will do. Regardless of its complications, I will try to do it and as I said part one is this blog. here I will post my musings, jokes, failed attempts, triumphs and anything else that think might be worthy of mentioning to anyone else. So to every one that has read this thing so far get ready to get inside my head cause I promise you one thing... I will type this thing after I have been drinking ;)
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Funny shit That happened to me and those around me
Me to a bouncer: Hey listen me and my buddy are about to get into a fight with these assholes in back, if you need to kick us out no problem we'll be back tomorrow, if you want you can help.
What makes me pissed
One week after publicly declaring that my Bears curse was lifted (side note: Ever Bears game I have ever watched since I was a kid resulted in the bears losing up until last week) The Bears not only lost against the Giants but our coach suddenly became a mute and out "Star" quarterback has hit so hard he has a concussion.
What does being king have to do with blogging? Well I just finished watching the facebook movie with some friends of mine. No i will not be reviewing it, I will only says that if I knew how to program that would have been me. I mean he made facebook because he knew how to program websites and he was drunk, I am halfway there most nights of the week. But I digress. every time I drive down the street, turn on the TV or really pay attention to the world around me I see people that are rich showing off there money. They drive around in nice cars, have expensive clothes with some other persons name on them and all these people act like they are better than every other person they see. Now some of them are rich because they worked hard, some got lucky and other got someone else lucky and in return they buy them expensive toys. Thats fine, but my problem is that I am not any where near as well of as I should be by this point in my life.
I always thought that everyone is supposed to have a talent that sets them apart from every one else. My sister is amazingly creative, I have a friend that can role the best cigarettes I even know a girl who is the craziest bitch in the world. Me I am a jack of all trades. I know a little bit about everything but what I pride myself most on is how cleaver I am and if it happens to be a dirty joke of sorts, forget about it. some of the things I have said would make a priest blush then laugh his ass off. My biggest problem is that I forget half the things I come up with but hopefully that will soon change.
The main reason I am starting this blog is because it is part one of my newest idea, and yes it was inspired by the previously mentioned movie. You see the main character, like so many other well off people, started by having an idea and going for it, so that's what i am going to do. Every idea I have, good, bad, funny, sad, ridiculous or genius I will do. Regardless of its complications, I will try to do it and as I said part one is this blog. here I will post my musings, jokes, failed attempts, triumphs and anything else that think might be worthy of mentioning to anyone else. So to every one that has read this thing so far get ready to get inside my head cause I promise you one thing... I will type this thing after I have been drinking ;)
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Funny shit That happened to me and those around me
Me to a bouncer: Hey listen me and my buddy are about to get into a fight with these assholes in back, if you need to kick us out no problem we'll be back tomorrow, if you want you can help.
What makes me pissed
One week after publicly declaring that my Bears curse was lifted (side note: Ever Bears game I have ever watched since I was a kid resulted in the bears losing up until last week) The Bears not only lost against the Giants but our coach suddenly became a mute and out "Star" quarterback has hit so hard he has a concussion.
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