Wednesday, June 29, 2005

You know it's time to get a new car when...

... you are sitting at a stop light and your driver side vent inexplicably falls out into your lap. I was driving to work this morning and listening to some morning show. They were talking about a guy that got caught standing in the bottom of a porta-toilet peeping on women doing their business. This guy was standing in feces just to get a look at women pee on him. That is just the ultimate low. Even if that is how you get your jollies, it is a hit or miss operation. He had to get down there and endure guys coming in and performing their 3 O'clock rituals on the off chance that he would get a look at some trim. But I guess that is neither here nor there. I was sitting at this stop light listening to the radio and I hear a pop. I look down in my lap and there lies the vent cover. You know, the thing that directs the air. That isn't supposed to happen, is it? That damn car has cost me more in repairs than it cost me to buy the damn thing. I don't care about the one guy that might lose their job if I don't buy American, my next car will be foreign. Ford is shit. Maybe the reason that GM has to lay off so many people is because they ill produce their automobiles. To wit, my POS. But that is just how I feel right now, I might be wrong.

Tuesday, June 21, 2005

Coffee Enema

I have no idea what makes me happy. I know that is kind of a weird thing to say, but since I haven't been really happy for a long time I don't know what else to do. I am making good money now and I am still unsatisfied, so that isn't it. I am moving into a nice apartment and I'm really not excited so that isn't it. I have some great friends even though I wish that some of them would get day jobs so that I have someone to hang out with during the week, but still, that isn't it either. I feel like I have this craving that I can't satisfy and it isn't beer believe it or not. I mean I haven't really laughed for a long time. I've laughed out of courtesy but I can't remember the last time that I actually thought that something was really funny. I have something I need to do, I just wish I knew what it was. Furthermore, I don't think that if I knew what I needed that I would have enough time to do it. I feel like I am just going through the motions of life and not enjoying it like I should be. I really don't look forward to anything at this point which is dissapointing to me. I'm sure this sounds like a drunken post, but unfortunately for you it's not since I have to go to bed now and wake my ass up and go to work tomorrow. GOOD NIGHT NEW YORK!

Thursday, June 09, 2005

Life is nuts

I've never been so money hungry in my life. I know.. money isn't everything, but I remember thinking in class "I can't wait to get home so that I can chill and play some video games." Now my free time is spent thinking about work and how I can make more money. My buddy Scott (and Josh) warned me of this phenomenon, but now I fully understand it. It is kind of refreshing in that I have something productive to do with my time. What really gets me is that the money that I am making is insignificant to the amount of money that people I work with are making. They are bitching about how slow their jetski goes, while I'm worried about getting rid of the bath towels that I've had since 1999. I guess I just need to stick it out and get to the point that they are at. What I really need is to get the hell out of this apartment. I used to love this apartment, it being the biggest place that I've ever had, but now that I have my new place lined up this place is a scum hole. However, I still need to make some money so that I can make my new place look like a real home. Which brings me back to making money... ok this is officially a rant. I'm done.

Tuesday, June 07, 2005

I guess I should post or something

I had a thought today as I was guzzling coffee at 6AM. When we were younger, we used to wake up at like 6 or 7 every day for school, and yeah it sucked, but I didn't drink coffee back then. As soon as I took a shower, I was up. Then came college. After my first semester of college I don't think I had a class before 10 and I know I didn't have any Friday classes. So in that relatively short amount of time, what happened that makes me so damn tired in the morning despite the fact that I go to bed at like 11? I don't function as a normal human being on some days before 9. I'm pretty sure that I'm being abducted every night or a goblin is coming into my apartment and stealing my sleep... Ok, that probably isn't happening, but at least that would explain it.