...trying to sleep while you have a knee shoved into your chest or lower back is NOT comfortable.
Which leads me to what I was thinking about writing about in this glorious entry of the Porcelain Throne Chronicles.
I don't like being touched. Like, I have an aversion to just people touching me. I don't really know what it is, an invasion of personal space or whatever, but, I just can't stand it.
It's not really as severe as my fear or heights or balloons, but, it just freaks me out.
Whats kinda funny about this is that whenever you tell someone this in passing, or, mention the personal space thing, whats the first thing anyone wants to do upon hearing this? Invade your personal space.
It's kinda funny because it reminds me of a Chris Rock bit I believe, where he talks about when people have glasses they always want to "try them on" or some shit, but, you see someone in a wheelchair, you don't proceed to ask them if they can sit on the curb for a bit while you take their wheelchair for a test drive do you? I mean, I kinda do, my Aunt last year needed surgery, and, was confined to a wheelchair most of the time to get around, but, whenever I went to visit, if my mom and I were visiting in the common area, and, my Aunt was sitting in one of the common area chairs instead of her wheelchair, I would hop in and wheel around for a bit. Always lots of fun... BUT, its isn't like I dumped her out and went for a spin while she was screaming in pain on the floor.
Anyways, yeah, thats exactly what people want to do!!! Like, I don't get violent or pushy, when people start to approach me I kinda freeze up, and kinda deal with whatever happens. Funny guy I used to work with, Joe, real comedian, always went around grunting like Tim Allen, when I was in the woodshop I always oddly kinda felt like I was on the set of "Tool Time", as soon as he heard this about me, everytime he saw me for the last 2 or 3 months at my job, everychance he got, he was always hugging me. It's pretty funny when I'm writing this to think about it, cause, I'm getting a good laugh thinking about it, but yeah LOL, when accosted, I must look like a deer in headlights.
But, why is it that people do feel this need to invade personal space, when they know its unwelcome?!?!? This is actually one of the reasons I'm becoming fond of my gfs dog Holly, she seems to have the same aversion. Like, Holly likes to get pet, and likes to get some attention, but, if shes laying down, and, relaxing, and, someone starts to walk over to her to pet her, or, even if you just walk past, she gets this "Deer in headlights" look on her face, shes SO horrified that she might get accosted. It's quite funny, so, yeah, like I said, it must be funny to watch me when someone looks like they are gonna touch me... weird too, I don't really know how or when this started to become a phobia to me. I used to spend 3 or 4 days a week in NYC when I was younger going to General Admission shows, and people bumping up against me and such never bothered me like 10 or 15 years ago. Odd how brains and bodies change over the course of ones lifetime. Kinda like how I used to HATE coffee... than started drinking it... now I drink it black with a little sugar, if you told me that when I was 18, I'd have gotten a good hearty laugh.
Ok, best get ready for the weekend. Sadly with my gf being sick, she did go to work today tho, I feel that going to Toyota Speedway in Irwindale for the K+N All Star Showdown tomorrow isn't an option for tomorrow. Which kinda sucks, I wanted to see how Travis Pastrana did in his stick car debut. Oh well, guess we'll see what the weekend brings. I'll prolly sit around and do nothing, as, I had plans and they followed thru, and, doing anything else would be kinda offensive don't you think? If I had plans to do something, I should be able to do what I want, which will prolly be fatting around watching TV.
At least its lunchtime!!!
Friday, January 28, 2011
Thursday, January 27, 2011
I Am SO Gonna Drop This Laptop Someday...
Which, wouldn't be a good thing since, after my car payment today, and, after I deposit some christmas money I have been putting off with the assumption I'd spend it if I had it available, which, where the fuck would I spend it, I don't actually GO out anywhere, and proceed to pay my phone bill and a minimum payment on my credit card in 2 weeks or so... I'll be at that point where I need to decide weather I should head back to NY, or keep my fingers crossed that in the next 4 week, which is about what I have saved... enough to get HOME or enough for a months or so bills... I'll locate a job.
I really don't want to borrow money from ANYONE, I feel like somewhat of a failure at the moment anyways, but if I get to the point I'm asking people for money, well, I'm really gonna sit down and start questioning where my life is going.
And like I have mentioned previous, applying for some sort of government assistance is unacceptable to me. While I am applying for jobs EVERYDAY, I am in no way not able to work. I don't feel like with me being able to work, yet, not being able to find a job, that being a valid reason to beg the government for a handout. I'm not one of those people who at this point wouldn't work for federal minimum wage, while I WOULD be embarassed about my station in life cause of it, I'd be proud I was working for what I was getting.
but yeah, the laptop thing, when I get up at times like these, say 1150pm PST to come use the facilities, and my gfs dog Holly is in our room, I kinda have to jungle gym over my sleeping girlfriend to get off the bed on her side, as oppposed to walking around the foot of the bed, because Holly's bed is kinda at the foot of my gfs side. Holly is a good dog, so, I totally respect her, Holly is the best example of a real life dog I've ever come across thats like Courage The Cowardly Dog, that old cartoon. Holly is scared and startled by everything. It took a long while before she warmed up to me, the first time I came to visit my gf while we were not living together, Holly wouldn't come near me, no matter how slow I approached, or, how slowley I came up to her. The second time she started to trust me more, nowadays, she lets me pet her while shes starting to sleep, she follows me around, its a nice feeling. Almost like I can win over anyone with who I am.
Anyways, so, after I jungle gym over my sleeping gf, I grab the laptop from my side of her bed, and, walk into the hallway which is pretty dark, open the bathroom door, and thats where I can just FEEL like I'm gonna drop this thing. CRASH onto the bathroom floor, broken screen. Not good.
But so far, so good I guess LOL.
I'm also kinda worried that it's gonna fall off my lap while I'm typing. Being....chubby... my stomach kinda keeps the laptop very close to the end of my thights, in fact the right side, kinda sits off my right knee a little, the laptop is kind of angled a bit from about an inch inside my left knee. I do this because the fucking mousepad area, or whatever you call that shit on a laptop, I've hit it before while typing stuff, and it fucks up my whole post, I tend to be right hand superior when i type, so this is about the only way to have it sitting on my lap so I don't constantly hit that stupid mousepad area. At least theres some clothes against the wall in front of me that MIGHT cushion the blow if it DID fall off my lap while doing an entry.
Oh, the other day I thought of an interested problem with doing this. I've decided to try and blog everytime I'm sitting in here emptying out, but what happens if I am OUT and I need to drop off the Cleveland Browns at the Super Bowl?!?!?!
What I've decided to do in THIS situation is, send an email to myself from my cellphone from wherever I am going at that moment. Than when I get home, copy the email and enter it as a post HERE, with the Title of the post being the place, date and time... for example... if I happen to be out at the Griffith Park Observatory sightseeing, and, I need to hatch a dirt snake, while I'm in there, I'll do an entry on my cell phone, send it to my email address, and when I get home, it would be like...
Griffith Park Observatory. 1/27/11. 135pm PST
Seems like a fair way to handle that situation wouldn't you think? Plus than, maybe, just MAYBE you will be able to feel like you have visited the same shitters I have, be it famous, IE Griffith Park Observatory, or not, IE the Ralph's Food Store up the street.
Had a nice dinner tonight, went out earlier and bought stuff to make what was prolly one of the most unhealthy lunches ever, Chedder cheese mashed potatoes, sausage, and bacon. yum. at least I bought DIET Dr. K instead of Regular LOL....
Funny side note, a guy I used to be really great friends with, James, we had this thing, because we loved Dr. Pepper so much, everyplace we went, if they had a generic Dr. Pepper, IE Dr. K is Ralph's/Krogers Generic or like i BELIEVE Dr. Thunder is Target or Wal-Marts, we'd buy a 12 pack and make sure we both got to drink a can to see how it held up against Dr. Pepper AND previous Dr. Generics we had tasted. Always a fun little game, cause if one of us went some place out of state that had stores NOT in our area, Dr. K would be a great example, or, I used to visit Erie, PA alot to hang out with my best friend, they had Wegmans, and I would buy a 12 of THEIRS to bring home since Long Island didn't have wegmans, we wound up over the years getting to taste a bunch of different generics.
But, yeah, back to lunch, not very healthy, but oh so freaking good LOL.
My gf when she was hanging out after she got up, shes been sick if you remember for the past week or so, she asked what I was making for dinner.... I felt like tacos, so, went and got stuff for tacos, and, they actually turned out pretty well... what was fun about dinner was, I was all obsessed with trying to make Chocolate Crossants. See, my gf and her sister yesterday made me watch some really horrible movie with Steve Martin, Meryl Streep, Alec Baldwin. Something about geriatrics falling in love, I'm So Obsessed? some shit like that, but, at one point, Meryl Streep takes Steve Martin back to what I'll assume was her bakery or resteraunt, IDK, I was busy playing CityVille on facebook while this was on, and, he wanted Chocolate Crossants, so, they made chocolate crossants. Since I like to try new cooking things, I decided, well, I better make sure SOMETHING useful came out of me being subjected to that tripe, so I made chocolate Crossants for dessert.
pretty easy actually, bought one of the Ralph's store brand crossant tubes, a bar of Hershey's milk chocolate symphony and brought those shits home. In addition to those 2, I melted some butter to slather on the crossant pre rolling, put some cinnamon sugar onto it after THAT, than, and the ONE thing I'd change, i put a block of the Hersheys chocolate on the crossant before rolling it. in hindsight, I should've shaved the chocolate onto the whole flat crossant pre rolling, next time i will.... than on 4, added some carmel my gf had in the closet thats an addition to coffee.
very cool, quick little treat. came out very good.
So yeah, I guess it's time to get back to bed, not that I'm actually gonna get to sleep yet, took my 3 sleep aids previous to coming in here, but I'm not feeling it yet, so, I'll go back to watching Bubblegum Crisis 2040 and have my mp3 player ready and waiting for when I do start to feel it.
It was a good day. Well, maybe it WASN'T for all I know, but today, I don't know, I guess just felt a little better, and, I guess thats something right?
I really don't want to borrow money from ANYONE, I feel like somewhat of a failure at the moment anyways, but if I get to the point I'm asking people for money, well, I'm really gonna sit down and start questioning where my life is going.
And like I have mentioned previous, applying for some sort of government assistance is unacceptable to me. While I am applying for jobs EVERYDAY, I am in no way not able to work. I don't feel like with me being able to work, yet, not being able to find a job, that being a valid reason to beg the government for a handout. I'm not one of those people who at this point wouldn't work for federal minimum wage, while I WOULD be embarassed about my station in life cause of it, I'd be proud I was working for what I was getting.
but yeah, the laptop thing, when I get up at times like these, say 1150pm PST to come use the facilities, and my gfs dog Holly is in our room, I kinda have to jungle gym over my sleeping girlfriend to get off the bed on her side, as oppposed to walking around the foot of the bed, because Holly's bed is kinda at the foot of my gfs side. Holly is a good dog, so, I totally respect her, Holly is the best example of a real life dog I've ever come across thats like Courage The Cowardly Dog, that old cartoon. Holly is scared and startled by everything. It took a long while before she warmed up to me, the first time I came to visit my gf while we were not living together, Holly wouldn't come near me, no matter how slow I approached, or, how slowley I came up to her. The second time she started to trust me more, nowadays, she lets me pet her while shes starting to sleep, she follows me around, its a nice feeling. Almost like I can win over anyone with who I am.
Anyways, so, after I jungle gym over my sleeping gf, I grab the laptop from my side of her bed, and, walk into the hallway which is pretty dark, open the bathroom door, and thats where I can just FEEL like I'm gonna drop this thing. CRASH onto the bathroom floor, broken screen. Not good.
But so far, so good I guess LOL.
I'm also kinda worried that it's gonna fall off my lap while I'm typing. Being....chubby... my stomach kinda keeps the laptop very close to the end of my thights, in fact the right side, kinda sits off my right knee a little, the laptop is kind of angled a bit from about an inch inside my left knee. I do this because the fucking mousepad area, or whatever you call that shit on a laptop, I've hit it before while typing stuff, and it fucks up my whole post, I tend to be right hand superior when i type, so this is about the only way to have it sitting on my lap so I don't constantly hit that stupid mousepad area. At least theres some clothes against the wall in front of me that MIGHT cushion the blow if it DID fall off my lap while doing an entry.
Oh, the other day I thought of an interested problem with doing this. I've decided to try and blog everytime I'm sitting in here emptying out, but what happens if I am OUT and I need to drop off the Cleveland Browns at the Super Bowl?!?!?!
What I've decided to do in THIS situation is, send an email to myself from my cellphone from wherever I am going at that moment. Than when I get home, copy the email and enter it as a post HERE, with the Title of the post being the place, date and time... for example... if I happen to be out at the Griffith Park Observatory sightseeing, and, I need to hatch a dirt snake, while I'm in there, I'll do an entry on my cell phone, send it to my email address, and when I get home, it would be like...
Griffith Park Observatory. 1/27/11. 135pm PST
Seems like a fair way to handle that situation wouldn't you think? Plus than, maybe, just MAYBE you will be able to feel like you have visited the same shitters I have, be it famous, IE Griffith Park Observatory, or not, IE the Ralph's Food Store up the street.
Had a nice dinner tonight, went out earlier and bought stuff to make what was prolly one of the most unhealthy lunches ever, Chedder cheese mashed potatoes, sausage, and bacon. yum. at least I bought DIET Dr. K instead of Regular LOL....
Funny side note, a guy I used to be really great friends with, James, we had this thing, because we loved Dr. Pepper so much, everyplace we went, if they had a generic Dr. Pepper, IE Dr. K is Ralph's/Krogers Generic or like i BELIEVE Dr. Thunder is Target or Wal-Marts, we'd buy a 12 pack and make sure we both got to drink a can to see how it held up against Dr. Pepper AND previous Dr. Generics we had tasted. Always a fun little game, cause if one of us went some place out of state that had stores NOT in our area, Dr. K would be a great example, or, I used to visit Erie, PA alot to hang out with my best friend, they had Wegmans, and I would buy a 12 of THEIRS to bring home since Long Island didn't have wegmans, we wound up over the years getting to taste a bunch of different generics.
But, yeah, back to lunch, not very healthy, but oh so freaking good LOL.
My gf when she was hanging out after she got up, shes been sick if you remember for the past week or so, she asked what I was making for dinner.... I felt like tacos, so, went and got stuff for tacos, and, they actually turned out pretty well... what was fun about dinner was, I was all obsessed with trying to make Chocolate Crossants. See, my gf and her sister yesterday made me watch some really horrible movie with Steve Martin, Meryl Streep, Alec Baldwin. Something about geriatrics falling in love, I'm So Obsessed? some shit like that, but, at one point, Meryl Streep takes Steve Martin back to what I'll assume was her bakery or resteraunt, IDK, I was busy playing CityVille on facebook while this was on, and, he wanted Chocolate Crossants, so, they made chocolate crossants. Since I like to try new cooking things, I decided, well, I better make sure SOMETHING useful came out of me being subjected to that tripe, so I made chocolate Crossants for dessert.
pretty easy actually, bought one of the Ralph's store brand crossant tubes, a bar of Hershey's milk chocolate symphony and brought those shits home. In addition to those 2, I melted some butter to slather on the crossant pre rolling, put some cinnamon sugar onto it after THAT, than, and the ONE thing I'd change, i put a block of the Hersheys chocolate on the crossant before rolling it. in hindsight, I should've shaved the chocolate onto the whole flat crossant pre rolling, next time i will.... than on 4, added some carmel my gf had in the closet thats an addition to coffee.
very cool, quick little treat. came out very good.
So yeah, I guess it's time to get back to bed, not that I'm actually gonna get to sleep yet, took my 3 sleep aids previous to coming in here, but I'm not feeling it yet, so, I'll go back to watching Bubblegum Crisis 2040 and have my mp3 player ready and waiting for when I do start to feel it.
It was a good day. Well, maybe it WASN'T for all I know, but today, I don't know, I guess just felt a little better, and, I guess thats something right?
Had An Interesting Topic...
...But I seem to have forgotten it during the night. Another day of job hunting on the internetz, getting very tiresome and frustrating and each day goes on. I kinda want to punch 1-800-flowers in the face today, at 645am this morning, they called me. Did a quick search on the internetz when I got up to see who it was, and, others had complained about a telemarkers from 1-800-flowers calling them from that number. Whats annoying is that they lessoffs work out of Brentwood, CA, so, CALLING at 645am THEIR TIME, is calling at 645am my time and waking me up. I don't believe I will be using 1-800-flowers again for this reason.
So, in addition to being a... "Writer", I'm also a..."Cook". I'm actually a lot better at consitently trying to cook than write. From what people tell me, I should cook for people for a living. My gf's mom's husband, whom I respect, has told me on multiple occasions that the dishes I've prepared are better than alot of the high class resteraunts he goes to.
It's flattering.
One thing that I DO feel sets me apart from most cooks in general is, that when I cook something, I love to hear constructive criticizm. Even if the people I am cooking for finds my food phenominal, I always try and find a way to improve on myself.
Like last night, I had made waffles during the day, the box of baking mix was out and saw a recipie on the side for like some apple crumb nut dealee. I decided since we had straberries in the house I'd make it with strawberries and use the banana pudding mix in the closet in the dough to make a strawberry banana dealee.
It didn't come out too bad, but it didn't come out as good as I would've liked. Next time I need to use a second box of pudding mix, as well as some caramel being suggested.
Hm, why did I start talking about that? Oh, its weird to me that people seem to say constantly go with your passions in life. At 35, its not really possible for me to do something like, go to culinary school and become a chef. I'd still need a job. IDK, just weird how life works with some things you know?
Ok, back to job hunting, red cream soda, all in the family, and strawberry/banana dealee.
So, in addition to being a... "Writer", I'm also a..."Cook". I'm actually a lot better at consitently trying to cook than write. From what people tell me, I should cook for people for a living. My gf's mom's husband, whom I respect, has told me on multiple occasions that the dishes I've prepared are better than alot of the high class resteraunts he goes to.
It's flattering.
One thing that I DO feel sets me apart from most cooks in general is, that when I cook something, I love to hear constructive criticizm. Even if the people I am cooking for finds my food phenominal, I always try and find a way to improve on myself.
Like last night, I had made waffles during the day, the box of baking mix was out and saw a recipie on the side for like some apple crumb nut dealee. I decided since we had straberries in the house I'd make it with strawberries and use the banana pudding mix in the closet in the dough to make a strawberry banana dealee.
It didn't come out too bad, but it didn't come out as good as I would've liked. Next time I need to use a second box of pudding mix, as well as some caramel being suggested.
Hm, why did I start talking about that? Oh, its weird to me that people seem to say constantly go with your passions in life. At 35, its not really possible for me to do something like, go to culinary school and become a chef. I'd still need a job. IDK, just weird how life works with some things you know?
Ok, back to job hunting, red cream soda, all in the family, and strawberry/banana dealee.
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Bloggin' N Bathroomin' Before Breakfast
So, woke up a little while ago, looked around for some jobs, nothing really I'm qualified to apply for. It's times like these I have to say I wish I would've listened to my parents when I was a kid and stayed in school and got a degree. I prolly wouldn't be out of work right now.
I did go up to Carl's Jr/Green Burrito the other day (another one of those places like Ralph's with extremely excellent customer service) and I saw a Costco up there, so, I'm planning on applying there today. I'm really dragging my feet on the temp agency thing cause I'd really like to have a job with benefits. My gf, the job she has now is thru a temp agency, and, she doesn't have benefits. It's one of the things I miss about working for that heartless drug chain, is that I actually had benefits and the ability to go to the doctor if need be.
So, yeah, will prolly apply at that Costco, and maybe I can get a job there, it's about the only retail store I haven't applied to within 10 mile radius of where I'm living now.
After I finish taking care of business (my colon's workin' overtime) I'm gonna prolly make some breakfast. Looking forward to some sausage and maybe some pancakes. My gf's mother bought her and her sister a new instant grill kinda thing for christmas. It's pretty awesome, the problem is the company is kinda stupid. It's on a decline from back to front, so when you cook stuff, the grease and oils flows OFF the grill into a resivor and into a little bucket draw that attaches to underneath.... pretty cool, but they are dumb because, on the box, they showed... bacon, sasuage... AND EGGS. With the decline, the eggs don't sit FLAT and run off.... kinda dumb because there is NO PIECE to sit the grill level. You would think that the would've built something INTO the legs so when you were making eggs or pancakes you could pull it down, and it would sit flat.
Anyways, 2 Powerade caps fixed that problem.
But, yeah, looking forward to some sliced sausage more than some pancakes. Something smells bad in this bathroom, and NOT what you think it would be. I'm in the downstairs bathroom, and, it smells like fabric softner, but its SO overpowering it's almost making my eyes water. Its pretty heinous.
Anyways, maybe I'll apply for Costco previous to breakfast. Already a bit depressed about not being able to find much on Monster and Indeed. At least if I apply, I'll feel like I actually accomplished something today.
I did go up to Carl's Jr/Green Burrito the other day (another one of those places like Ralph's with extremely excellent customer service) and I saw a Costco up there, so, I'm planning on applying there today. I'm really dragging my feet on the temp agency thing cause I'd really like to have a job with benefits. My gf, the job she has now is thru a temp agency, and, she doesn't have benefits. It's one of the things I miss about working for that heartless drug chain, is that I actually had benefits and the ability to go to the doctor if need be.
So, yeah, will prolly apply at that Costco, and maybe I can get a job there, it's about the only retail store I haven't applied to within 10 mile radius of where I'm living now.
After I finish taking care of business (my colon's workin' overtime) I'm gonna prolly make some breakfast. Looking forward to some sausage and maybe some pancakes. My gf's mother bought her and her sister a new instant grill kinda thing for christmas. It's pretty awesome, the problem is the company is kinda stupid. It's on a decline from back to front, so when you cook stuff, the grease and oils flows OFF the grill into a resivor and into a little bucket draw that attaches to underneath.... pretty cool, but they are dumb because, on the box, they showed... bacon, sasuage... AND EGGS. With the decline, the eggs don't sit FLAT and run off.... kinda dumb because there is NO PIECE to sit the grill level. You would think that the would've built something INTO the legs so when you were making eggs or pancakes you could pull it down, and it would sit flat.
Anyways, 2 Powerade caps fixed that problem.
But, yeah, looking forward to some sliced sausage more than some pancakes. Something smells bad in this bathroom, and NOT what you think it would be. I'm in the downstairs bathroom, and, it smells like fabric softner, but its SO overpowering it's almost making my eyes water. Its pretty heinous.
Anyways, maybe I'll apply for Costco previous to breakfast. Already a bit depressed about not being able to find much on Monster and Indeed. At least if I apply, I'll feel like I actually accomplished something today.
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Still Here....
So I finished the previous doody or dooDEES post, and, I assumed I'd be off my Porcelain Throne by now. Not happening, which, isn't very pleasant since I took 4 Sleep Aid pills before so I could pop on my mp3 player, and pass out while listening to my meditation mix. Was looking forward to listening to the score for the movie Sunshine and relaxing.
As an adendum to the last entry, "Is It Doody Or DooDEES"?, I'm now wondering what does diarreah fall under?
ANYWAYS, I was just not thinking about one of the best differences between living in Southern California's Inland Empire and New York's Long Island... the people in the retail store out here seem to have WAY better attitudes when helping you.
Before I Cooked diner earlier, I had to run down the street to Ralph's. It's a food store out here I didn't have the pleasure to shop at in NY. I choose to shop there cause, well, LOL, if anyone has seen "The Big Lebowski", it gets not only a mention, but the opening "dude" scene takes place there, everytime I go in, i get a nice chuckle cause I think about "The Big Lebowski", anyways, I ran down to the Ralph's to pick up what I was asked to cook for dinner. Mac and Cheese and some hotdogs... Also got some Smoked Sausage and a Smoked Kielbasa. I miss homemade kielbasa, theres an amazing place on Long Island to get it called Rapacki's. One of the things I'll go and purchase and fly back home with the next time I go home for a visit.
OH and EVERYTHING I bought was on sale. I'm running out of money, so whatever I can do to conserve, the sausages were a "treat" for me, but, the Mac and Cheese was 50 cents a box!!! What a FAT DEAL!!!!
But, the Ralph's I go into, EVERYONE that works there has such a wonderful attitude. In NY, when you go into a retail store, everyone has such a horrible attitude. These people out here seem genuienly happy to take a few minutes out of their day to answer a question, or to have a nice word when ringing me up. one of the ladies even told me I had fastly become one of her favorite customers since I always have a smile on my face. I told her that its REAL easy to have that smile when the customer service at the store is so amazing.
It makes the harder things a little easier, and, makes things like running to the store a pleasure when you KNOW your going to get wonderful service with a smile. I know my gfs dog Holly appreciate this too, as, one of Hollys favorite things is going for a car ride. Holly is a very meticulous dog. She takes her time with everything she does. The only 2 times she really gets excited is when were going for a walk or a car ride. Its so funny, I've been out here about 2 months, I decided when I'm going on shorter car rides, I'll bring Holly. By the third time I jingled my keys where she could see, she learned that meant a Car ride... I'll open the door, she runs out, and by the time I turn around to lock the door, shes already sitting at the back bumper of my car. She also learned about when I'm going up the street to get the mail too.
But yeah, Holly LOVES car rides.
So let me go, I seem to be having issues in here, I hope I'm not catching the stomach bug part of what my gf and her sister have.
As an adendum to the last entry, "Is It Doody Or DooDEES"?, I'm now wondering what does diarreah fall under?
ANYWAYS, I was just not thinking about one of the best differences between living in Southern California's Inland Empire and New York's Long Island... the people in the retail store out here seem to have WAY better attitudes when helping you.
Before I Cooked diner earlier, I had to run down the street to Ralph's. It's a food store out here I didn't have the pleasure to shop at in NY. I choose to shop there cause, well, LOL, if anyone has seen "The Big Lebowski", it gets not only a mention, but the opening "dude" scene takes place there, everytime I go in, i get a nice chuckle cause I think about "The Big Lebowski", anyways, I ran down to the Ralph's to pick up what I was asked to cook for dinner. Mac and Cheese and some hotdogs... Also got some Smoked Sausage and a Smoked Kielbasa. I miss homemade kielbasa, theres an amazing place on Long Island to get it called Rapacki's. One of the things I'll go and purchase and fly back home with the next time I go home for a visit.
OH and EVERYTHING I bought was on sale. I'm running out of money, so whatever I can do to conserve, the sausages were a "treat" for me, but, the Mac and Cheese was 50 cents a box!!! What a FAT DEAL!!!!
But, the Ralph's I go into, EVERYONE that works there has such a wonderful attitude. In NY, when you go into a retail store, everyone has such a horrible attitude. These people out here seem genuienly happy to take a few minutes out of their day to answer a question, or to have a nice word when ringing me up. one of the ladies even told me I had fastly become one of her favorite customers since I always have a smile on my face. I told her that its REAL easy to have that smile when the customer service at the store is so amazing.
It makes the harder things a little easier, and, makes things like running to the store a pleasure when you KNOW your going to get wonderful service with a smile. I know my gfs dog Holly appreciate this too, as, one of Hollys favorite things is going for a car ride. Holly is a very meticulous dog. She takes her time with everything she does. The only 2 times she really gets excited is when were going for a walk or a car ride. Its so funny, I've been out here about 2 months, I decided when I'm going on shorter car rides, I'll bring Holly. By the third time I jingled my keys where she could see, she learned that meant a Car ride... I'll open the door, she runs out, and by the time I turn around to lock the door, shes already sitting at the back bumper of my car. She also learned about when I'm going up the street to get the mail too.
But yeah, Holly LOVES car rides.
So let me go, I seem to be having issues in here, I hope I'm not catching the stomach bug part of what my gf and her sister have.
Is It Doody Or Doodies?
Eariler in the day I was contemplating what my next entry was going to be about, around the time I was cooking dinner for my gf and her sister, and was wondering if I should write about the "Inception" type dream I had, you know the whole dream within a dream ideal, that actually happens to me all to often, or discuss the age old adage, "Is it doody or dooDEES"?
The ago old adage won out.
A guy I used to work with, Matt, good guy, little slow on the uptake, or I shouldn't say that, he MAY have been a genius and just acted that way to get away with what he did. If thats the case, he DID have all of us fooled. Like I said, good guy, just frustrating to work with. Hung out with him a bunch of times, had loads of fun. Especially watching one of his friends fucking with the lamp by turning it on and off constantly.
Anyways, "Is it doody or dooDEES?" was one of Matt's sayings he repeated constantly, used to annoy most people, but, I always for some reason found it funny. I guess you can go back to the working on overnight for 10 years as a reason I lost a bit of my mind.
It's an interesting question when you really think about it. Like, if your going #2, and one huge baby arm type log comes out... obviously, thats doody, not the plural, doodees. But where it actually gets kind of confusing is, does it go from being doody to doodees if it comes OUT in one piece, but when it hits the bowl water, it splits apart. Or even if it STAYS in one piece thru the entire bowel movement process, but when you FLUSH, it breaks apart, was it a doody or doodees?
can a doody actually BE doody AND doodies in its lifespan?
Is doody in itself even a pluralized word? like moose or deer is?
I, in a strange way can understand why my former co-worker and friend Matt, repeatly asked himself and everyone else this question. Is there a solid answer to the age old question of weather it's doody or doodees? I don't believe that I have enough brain power to actually come up with a competent response to it. With so many variables, and what I'm sure would be differing opinions, I don't think well ever have an answer to all the gray areas about doody or doodees. So for now, I'll hope that when I push some out, that when I catch a glimpse of whats down below swimming under my bare buttcheeks when I got to wipe, remember, FRONT TO BACK PEOPLE, ESPECIALLY the ladies, don't really want to wipe crusty crumbs of whats left of your doody or doodees into your vagina, as you ladies don't have that protective ball sack wall us males have in case we DO forget to wipe front to back, will be EITHER a single doody, OR multiple of said doodee ALREADY. I'd hate to spend the rest of the day trying to deconstruct the mystery which is.... "Is It Doody or DooDEES?"
The ago old adage won out.
A guy I used to work with, Matt, good guy, little slow on the uptake, or I shouldn't say that, he MAY have been a genius and just acted that way to get away with what he did. If thats the case, he DID have all of us fooled. Like I said, good guy, just frustrating to work with. Hung out with him a bunch of times, had loads of fun. Especially watching one of his friends fucking with the lamp by turning it on and off constantly.
Anyways, "Is it doody or dooDEES?" was one of Matt's sayings he repeated constantly, used to annoy most people, but, I always for some reason found it funny. I guess you can go back to the working on overnight for 10 years as a reason I lost a bit of my mind.
It's an interesting question when you really think about it. Like, if your going #2, and one huge baby arm type log comes out... obviously, thats doody, not the plural, doodees. But where it actually gets kind of confusing is, does it go from being doody to doodees if it comes OUT in one piece, but when it hits the bowl water, it splits apart. Or even if it STAYS in one piece thru the entire bowel movement process, but when you FLUSH, it breaks apart, was it a doody or doodees?
can a doody actually BE doody AND doodies in its lifespan?
Is doody in itself even a pluralized word? like moose or deer is?
I, in a strange way can understand why my former co-worker and friend Matt, repeatly asked himself and everyone else this question. Is there a solid answer to the age old question of weather it's doody or doodees? I don't believe that I have enough brain power to actually come up with a competent response to it. With so many variables, and what I'm sure would be differing opinions, I don't think well ever have an answer to all the gray areas about doody or doodees. So for now, I'll hope that when I push some out, that when I catch a glimpse of whats down below swimming under my bare buttcheeks when I got to wipe, remember, FRONT TO BACK PEOPLE, ESPECIALLY the ladies, don't really want to wipe crusty crumbs of whats left of your doody or doodees into your vagina, as you ladies don't have that protective ball sack wall us males have in case we DO forget to wipe front to back, will be EITHER a single doody, OR multiple of said doodee ALREADY. I'd hate to spend the rest of the day trying to deconstruct the mystery which is.... "Is It Doody or DooDEES?"
Is It Tuesday... Or Is It Threesday?
One of the biggest problems I have being out of work is that the days all kinda seem to blend together.
I'm pretty sure its Tuesday, but, I'm not 100% sure. Add in the fact my gf is home sick from work again, lets see if she actually listens to my suggestion about not filling her lungs with smoke while shes sick....I wonder if she took anything?.... it's also throwing me off quite a bit.
Being out of work sucks for me. I've only been out of work for one other extended period of time in my life. After seperating from the evil heartless drug chain, their CEO must be a mix of Mr. Burns from The Simpsons, The Grinch, if, you know, his black heart NEVER got all big, AND Ebenezzer Scrooge if after visiting with 4 ghosts, he basically said, Fuck It I'll keep being who I want to be, I was out of work from November 06 till April of 07.
On a side note, its funny how the 3 long term jobs I've had since i decided college wasn't my "thing", but decision their, ALL ended the 1st week of November.
But, when I left Black Hearted/Heartless Drug chain (different, yet the same) I took a month to decide what direction I wanted my life to go down. It than took 3 months to actually GET the job I applied for. I put my application in before christmas of 06, and didn't actually START the job till the 2nd week of April, and, this was after being TOLD I had the job.... which is fine, that is kinda how government works.
This is different tho. I moved out here with the expectation with my 10+ years retail management experience that I would AT LEAST pick up a job for the holidays, and, possibly parlay that into a regular working job so I could save up some cash and get my California drivers license and than apply for better jobs.
This didn't happen. So, as each day passes my original plan keeps getting pushed back further and further. See, out here, and I do fully understand why, it seems you need a California Drivers liscence to apply for jobs you drive a vehicle for a company. IE Time Warner cable installers, Water Companys, Government Jobs... In NY, that doesn't seem to be the case, as a dude I worked with at my last job, shitbreath, clearly had a Florida drivers license, yet was allowed to be a truck driver from where I worked.
In case your wondering, California has all sorts of crazy laws out here that pertain to DMV stuff. Sure GETTING a license isn't the problem, money wise... but California has some doomaas law that says if you transfer your liscence over from a different state, and you have a car registered in your name, you have 10 days to re register that car in California, OR sell it.
I don't have the "paper" right now to do that. Add onto that there is ANOTHER california law that says if a car is purchased within a certain time frame (mind you it doesn't say how long that time frame IS) from out of state, you have to pay the California sales tax on the purchase price, well, I don't have the 9% of original purchase price to drop on paying some stupid california fees, it brings me to the predicamite I am in now.
Hence why NOT being able to pick up a job for a few months to save that money is so stressful.
Everyone keeps telling me to be positive and optimistic... but when does it become time to STOP being positive and optimistic, and start becoming REALISTIC? I gave up so much to come out here and start a life with my gf, and it seems like nothing is going at all right since I got here. I try and ignore this on a daily basis, do what i need to do spending hours online in the morning looking for and applying for jobs online. I spent 3 days last week driving around asking places in person about jobs, to which i was told, do it online at 10 of the 12 places I went, and, it has been implied by people THATS why I'm not getting a job... to which after going to all those places it was like, they all just told me to apply and look at their online websites, all I have done NOW is, waste 3 full days of job hunting online, AND money in that I used up gas.
Ok I'm rambling on.....
Back on point, it's hard to know what day it is anymore when I don't have a routine going. I'm not the type of person to be lazy and be out of work, and it's killing me to be out of work. I enjoy being LAZY, but, I enjoy being productive, and not having a job makes me feel unproductive and useless. Add onto the fact that I'm ALSO not the type of person to ask for handouts and assistance, I can't bring myself to apply for government aid, there ARE actually people more needy than I, as a family member of someone who is handicapped, and having friends whose kids are, as well as being friends with people who are, my not having a job is a reason to apply for any of those government funded handouts. There are people WAY more needy than me that get their money thru government funding, and, I wouldn't want any money I got to take away from them and make THEM suffer. Guess I'm just glad I have a roof over my head at this point.
IDK. Anyways, better get off the pot, because I don't gotta shit no more.
I'm pretty sure its Tuesday, but, I'm not 100% sure. Add in the fact my gf is home sick from work again, lets see if she actually listens to my suggestion about not filling her lungs with smoke while shes sick....I wonder if she took anything?.... it's also throwing me off quite a bit.
Being out of work sucks for me. I've only been out of work for one other extended period of time in my life. After seperating from the evil heartless drug chain, their CEO must be a mix of Mr. Burns from The Simpsons, The Grinch, if, you know, his black heart NEVER got all big, AND Ebenezzer Scrooge if after visiting with 4 ghosts, he basically said, Fuck It I'll keep being who I want to be, I was out of work from November 06 till April of 07.
On a side note, its funny how the 3 long term jobs I've had since i decided college wasn't my "thing", but decision their, ALL ended the 1st week of November.
But, when I left Black Hearted/Heartless Drug chain (different, yet the same) I took a month to decide what direction I wanted my life to go down. It than took 3 months to actually GET the job I applied for. I put my application in before christmas of 06, and didn't actually START the job till the 2nd week of April, and, this was after being TOLD I had the job.... which is fine, that is kinda how government works.
This is different tho. I moved out here with the expectation with my 10+ years retail management experience that I would AT LEAST pick up a job for the holidays, and, possibly parlay that into a regular working job so I could save up some cash and get my California drivers license and than apply for better jobs.
This didn't happen. So, as each day passes my original plan keeps getting pushed back further and further. See, out here, and I do fully understand why, it seems you need a California Drivers liscence to apply for jobs you drive a vehicle for a company. IE Time Warner cable installers, Water Companys, Government Jobs... In NY, that doesn't seem to be the case, as a dude I worked with at my last job, shitbreath, clearly had a Florida drivers license, yet was allowed to be a truck driver from where I worked.
In case your wondering, California has all sorts of crazy laws out here that pertain to DMV stuff. Sure GETTING a license isn't the problem, money wise... but California has some doomaas law that says if you transfer your liscence over from a different state, and you have a car registered in your name, you have 10 days to re register that car in California, OR sell it.
I don't have the "paper" right now to do that. Add onto that there is ANOTHER california law that says if a car is purchased within a certain time frame (mind you it doesn't say how long that time frame IS) from out of state, you have to pay the California sales tax on the purchase price, well, I don't have the 9% of original purchase price to drop on paying some stupid california fees, it brings me to the predicamite I am in now.
Hence why NOT being able to pick up a job for a few months to save that money is so stressful.
Everyone keeps telling me to be positive and optimistic... but when does it become time to STOP being positive and optimistic, and start becoming REALISTIC? I gave up so much to come out here and start a life with my gf, and it seems like nothing is going at all right since I got here. I try and ignore this on a daily basis, do what i need to do spending hours online in the morning looking for and applying for jobs online. I spent 3 days last week driving around asking places in person about jobs, to which i was told, do it online at 10 of the 12 places I went, and, it has been implied by people THATS why I'm not getting a job... to which after going to all those places it was like, they all just told me to apply and look at their online websites, all I have done NOW is, waste 3 full days of job hunting online, AND money in that I used up gas.
Ok I'm rambling on.....
Back on point, it's hard to know what day it is anymore when I don't have a routine going. I'm not the type of person to be lazy and be out of work, and it's killing me to be out of work. I enjoy being LAZY, but, I enjoy being productive, and not having a job makes me feel unproductive and useless. Add onto the fact that I'm ALSO not the type of person to ask for handouts and assistance, I can't bring myself to apply for government aid, there ARE actually people more needy than I, as a family member of someone who is handicapped, and having friends whose kids are, as well as being friends with people who are, my not having a job is a reason to apply for any of those government funded handouts. There are people WAY more needy than me that get their money thru government funding, and, I wouldn't want any money I got to take away from them and make THEM suffer. Guess I'm just glad I have a roof over my head at this point.
IDK. Anyways, better get off the pot, because I don't gotta shit no more.
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