Black Friday!

Why exactly is it called Black Friday? That's some racist shit! Things are cheap on "Black" Friday! What kinda bullshit is that?!

I worked today on Black Friday at the doctor's office. I'm kinda glad because I didn't want to be out with the masses. Not that I'm afraid to get injured, cause I'm a pretty big and sturdy guy... It's just if I want something that someone else wants, I might have to get physical! I don't want to punch some old lady in the face! lol

My Black Friday was pretty calm at work. Not a whole lot of patients today. I was answering phones and though the patients always seem to want to annoy me, I mostly laughed my ass off at how stupid they are.

I am going to my normal Friday poker game this Black Friday. That's pretty exciting. I like playing poker and I like to think that I'm pretty good at it. I've been in a breaking even/losing slump for the past month or so, but I have a good feeling tonight. Hopefully, I can make some bank so I can show my lady a good time when she gets back from her trip. I miss ya, babe. ;)

That's my exciting Black Friday. Yeah, I know, pretty damn boring. Boring is how I roll, dammit! I'll probably go out tomorrow... does that mean it's Black Saturday? lol I do work in the morning from like 7:45am-11:45am. That kinda sucks, but then I can go home and take a nap! I LOVE ME SOME NAPS!

Okay, I'm gonna go eat some cheese pizza now and then I'm off to X's store and then off to Billy's for the poker.

PS: I've been thinking about you a lot lately, babe. Hope you're having a good time... just not a "real" good time. ;)

Later

Fnord

Thanksgiving

So, today is Thanksgiving. Where us American get together with loved ones and family and have a great feast. This represents when the white man finally conquered the red man. I hear stories from weirdos on how it was a massacre and we shouldn't celebrate Thanksgiving. Hell, I'm part Native American or American Indian or whatever they want to be called. Should I be upset that the world is celebrating a massacre after sharing some corn?

Really, I don't care. lol

I live in Illinois. My family lives in Texas. Everyone I know today is off with their family celebrating Thanksgiving. Well, almost everyone. There are a few stragglers. I should plan for next year to bring all the stragglers together for a feast at my place. What a good idea! I'll need someone to remember that for me. Stragglers Thanksgiving at my place next year.

I'm not sad that I don't get to really celebrate Thanksgiving. You see, most of my family down in Texas are completely insane. It's probably where I get my sometime scattered mind from. Damn genetics!

As I sat at home watching football today, I got hungry. I went online. Both Pizza Hut and Dominos were closed. I called China Star... it was closed. I thought I might be screwed! Then I realized that Jewel was open, so I went grocery shopping. I came back with more to drink than to eat, but I ate. I didn't eat a turkey with pumpkin pie and all that stuff. I ate normal day-to-day food. I didn't mind it. Football was on! 3 games today! I was stoked!

I even took a break from watching football to watch Home Alone... twice. Young McCauley was so good! lol

I am thankful for things though. I'm thankful that I have a job and don't work with "too many" idiots. I'm thankful that my car hasn't broken down and it's been almost a week! lol I'm thankful that I get to have fun with that special lady friend of mine. I'll take what I can get, baby. ;) I'm thankful for football, even though my fantasy football year is done with me in the Loser Bowl!

So... yeah. My friend Linda texted me and asked me what I was doing. She wasn't doing anything for Thanksgiving either because all of her family went away. She stayed here... not sure why. She invited me up to Round Lake to partake in the baking of cookies and watching a movie or something... but by the time she suggested this, it was too late. I told her she should've stayed down in the area when she was down here and we could've actually "went" to the movies. She said that she didn't think of that. Do you know she drove all the way from Round Lake to near me to LGH to bring her fiance a coffee. How nice is that?! I often wonder if anyone would ever do that for me. Hmm...

Anyway, today was Thanksgiving and it was nothing special. I work tomorrow at the doctor's office so I won't be in harms way during Black Friday. AND we're still playing poker! WOOHOO for the poker! Wish me luck so I can triple my money. I gotta save up so I can show my lady friend a good time when she gets back.

I hope for anyone reading this that they had a good Thanksgiving.

Peace Out

Fnord

I am Boris, I am Russian bear!

So, I got my haircut after work. I got home later on and I looked at myself in the mirror. The first thing that came to mind was...

"I am Boris, I am Russian bear!"

And I said just that in my best Russian accent. I looked quite authentic. I'm not sure if that's a good thing or bad thing. It is a little short, but it'll grow back.

I have found the best way to waste time at work.

http://omegle.com/

I've never heard of this before. But it's quite awesome. If you like talking to random people as much as I do, you will love that website. GO THERE! BE FREE! PISS PEOPLE OFF! It's AMAZING!

Fixed?

Who knows what's going on now!? She wants to have fun. I want to have fun. We both want to have fun, so we're gonna have fun.

My mental sanity now has a tether to latch onto. Thank the Lord! Now there's one less crazy out there on a rampage. ;)

It's the day before Thanksgiving. Black Wednesday. I want to go out drinking. Hopefully I can find others that want to do the same. Dammit.

At least I'll be getting a haircut today. I feel shaggy.

Fnord

Broken

You ever hear the phrase that "You don't know what you have until you lose it"? That's what's going through my head right now.

First of all, no one really reads this blog. I have 5 followers and I doubt any of them actually read this. I only knew of one person that read this because she reminding me when I didn't blog. It was cute. Now, I hope that she quits reading my blog because they are probably going to go on a down slope.

We ended this thing that we had going for us tonight. She couldn't answer questions I had and thought we were "fighting" about things that I wasn't fighting about. She thought I wanted more out of us than we had and I didn't. I was very content with what we had until this past weekend. She started acting strange and distant. She was trying to get space in between us because she thinks that I want a "real relationship" and that I'm a "great guy" and "deserves one". Sure, I could go for a real relationship, but I didn't give a fuck about that. All I wanted was her, what part of her I could get, and it was like she didn't believe me.

I can't help for the fact that I had feelings for her that she probably couldn't give back. I'm gonna say it, I loved her. I still do. I was falling IN love with her. I told her before that there was only one flaw I saw in her and she knows what it was. I was completely truthful about that.

I think this was just another instance where me being completely truthful has come back to bite me in the ass.

I'm gonna get out the real dirt here. The last relationship I was in, I was in love with the girl. I could see myself married and growing old with her. I could see us with grandkids and being that old married couple that sends their plate back at the restaurant and bickers over the littlest things. We ended our relationship because she said I was pressuring her to be with me. I didn't understand what the hell that meant. I loved her and wanted nothing but the best for her. She was going away to school to Poland in six months and didn't know if she wanted to even attempt a long-distance relationship and she knew I did. When we ended, I was broken beyond belief. I didn't know what to do with myself. I was depressed and confused about a lot of things. I had pretty much figured that I would die alone with nobody to give a shit about me. When I found out that she was dating some douche bag the weekend after we broke up and less than a week later they had the labels of "boyfriend/girlfriend" it tore me apart. I was not only angry at her and myself, but the whole world. I was a fractured portion of what I could truly be. As far as I know the two of them are still together and she's been in Poland since August. He's still here in Chicago. What does that say about me? Was I not good enough to do a long-distance relationship with and he was? That made me feel like the lowest piece of shit in the world.

For the longest time afterwards, I had given up on just about anything. My working out disappeared. My goals of going back to school and actually getting the degree I know I can get vanished. I was a lost soul roaming the streets with a vacant look on my face. It took a long time to get over that and I don't think I ever really did until I got a random text message. Someone randomly texted me "Hi" and that struck up a conversation. It turned into more than that and she turned out to be this amazing woman. My life seemed to be turning another corner. I started working out right away. I signed up for classes for the next semester. I could see my future and it didn't look empty and dark. The little time that we had together was the best time of my life. She was so awesome that I had to rub my eyes and pinch myself daily to make sure I wasn't dreaming.

She's the whole reason I started this blog. In the last two or three weeks, I realized that I really cared about this woman. She joked about me "loving her" cause "everyone does" but I knew at that moment that I did. I would do anything for her. Isn't that what love is? She in an interesting situation that could be a long time before I could actually BE with her as much as I wanted. I knew this and I understood it. I was willing to put in the time and wait. I would've waited until I was old and senile if I had to. She is this amazing.

But now it's ended. We said goodbye. I told her the truth when I said that she will always be on my mind. I told her the truth when I said that I will always miss her. When I said goodbye, like the sensitive pussy I am, I actually got really sad. I don't cry. I've cried enough tears in my life that I'm completely out of them. But I could feel myself getting really upset. I went outside to have a cigarette and my hands were shaking. Not because of the cold, but because I just don't know what to do. I came back inside and she had texted back. "I'll miss u too... bye" is what she said. Why did she have to text that back? Why couldn't she just've said nothing or been a bitch about it. This made it hurt worse and for the first time in years... a lot of years, I actually lashed out in anger. Not at her. At myself. I don't know how many times I punched the wall, but my hand still hurts.

How could I be such a moron? Why couldn't I have just lied about the way I felt? I could've kept it hidden for so long and everything would've just gone smoothly by. I would still be very happy right now. Instead, I'm feel broken. My head hurts. I can't think straight. What the fuck is wrong with me? I've only known this girl for what... 2 months? Fuck me, this sucks. I really just want to say fuck you to everyone and disappear to some island in the middle of nowhere.

I hope she doesn't read this cause I'm not posting it to make her feel bad or guilty. I wouldn't want that at all. That would only make me feel worse. I'm posting this because I don't have anyone to talk to about this. Because of my past that I barely talk about, I keep most of my real self hidden and blocked from the world. This blog is now my only way to put what I'm truly feeling out there.

If you are reading this, I'm sorry. I'm sorry that you read this. I'm sorry for any guilt or bad feelings I ever caused you. I'm sorry for everything.

I'm just sorry.

I just realized that the worst part of all this is I'm going to have to wake up tomorrow and act like everything is fine and dandy. What I hate most in the world is putting on a false face and tomorrow I'm going to have to do that. I'm going to have to pretend like everything is roses and ice cream and I'm the happy-go-lucky son-of-a-bitch I have been for the past two months. That is going to hurt so goddamn much. Fuck.

Day 7: A Day of Insight

Life has a funny way of putting things in perspective sometimes. I've learned that since Saturday. Since then, I've sat back and looked at my life and the things surrounded in it.

I've realized that shit happens and when it does you just have to deal with it, fix it, and move on.

She came by on Friday and saw me for a couple of hours and I loved it. Sitting across the both from her at Rivals made my day. When she reached for my hand just to hold it, my heart beat fast and I had that flutter in my stomach. Those butterflies were working overtime. The next day I posted a blog that I think concerned her. Her demeanor changed and things seemed slightly odd. A week ago, she was thrilled at coming to my work holiday party and we even had a freakin' hilarious story to tell my coworkers on how we met. I don't know exactly what I said that made me rethink things, but she changed her mind about going to the work party. She said that she didn't think it was a good idea because she didn't want to mislead me. I don't know what she thought she would be misleading me to. I know the situation and I'm okay with that.

We are in a difficult situation with the distance between us along with some other things that makes it hard for us to see each other a lot. She said that sometimes I made her feel guilty for not seeing me as much as I wanted to her to see me, but I didn't do that on purpose. I would never want her to feel bad about anything with me. I know the situation and I don't expect things to change. I don't have some plan laid out in front of me with certain ideas of how life will go. I take the day as it comes. Carpe Diem. Live for the Day has been my motto for the longest time. If I decide to life for the day with her, is that a bad thing? I didn't think so.

I think maybe when we were texting and I hinted at the fact that I might actually love her... or when I said that in my blog a few days ago, that might've scared her a little. It might've made her shut down. But that wasn't the reason I said it. As I've said many times before, I'm an up-front kind of guy. I say it how I see it. If you look like a goddamn pig shoving food into your mouth, I'm gonna tell you that. If I think I'm falling for someone, I'm going to tell them that, too. I don't know if I love this girl, but I know that I love being with her and that's enough for me right now. Every moment we spend together lasts an eternity for me and it's filled with complete happiness. Now, the times that we are apart seem to stretch on for quite some time, but I don't just sit at home and ponder about her total existence. I don't just sit there and wait for the next time we can see each other hoping that it's the very next second. Sure, I love being with her. She's an amazing woman. Any man would love being with her. She's fun and smart and very easy on the eyes. I just hope something I texted her or blogged about didn't ruin the good that we had.

I'm okay with what we had/have. We were/are having a good time and that's really okay with me if that's all we have. If she has a change of heart and wants to move anything forward to different levels, that would be something to be looked upon at a future time. I wish I could say everything I want to say, but I promised to keep some things on the "down-low" here in my blog and I keep my promises.

I know you're reading this and I just want you to know that I do miss you. When I said "Hi" today and got the response back of "I'm having a really crappy day, i cant really talk right now, sorry.", I can admit I was slightly bummed. I love talking to you even if it's through text messages. I told you that everytime I hear that ringtone of yours or even if my phone just vibrates, I get excited just thinking it's you. I'm sorry that you're having a really crappy day and I hope that I didn't cause any of the crappiness. I hope that your day turns around and things start to flip to the good side for you. I'm not going anywhere. I'll be here to help you or just be here for you if you need me.

On another note, an old friend of mine got his car totalled while it was parked in front of his house on the street. This guy used to be my best friend, but because of some forgetfullness and money issues, we parted ways. This of course puts our mutual friends in an awkward situation, but that's their problem to deal with. I heard about his car and I really did feel bad for the guy. I know that when I'm without a car, I feel like I lose control and am locked up with no options. I get "cabin fever" real quick. He said he deleted my number, but I didn't delete his. I texted him and told him that even though he probably still hates me, I could give him a lift somewhere if he needed it. I know his situation sucks and I can be there to help him if need be because that's the kind of guy I am. I was shocked when he actually texted back and we went back and forth a little bit. I even offered to use some of my free movie tickets on him! lol He doesn't read this because he doesn't know I have it, but I just wanted to put it out there.

It's interesting how some things happen that drive people apart or bring them back together.

Swani, I hope everything works out for you and I will be here if you need anything or just want to get out of your house. I know your parents can be pains sometimes and you just need that freedom. I'm willing to put aside our past problems and move forward.

And to my lady friend, I'm not sure what you're going through or thinking because you didn't tell me. I can only ponder on things. I've told you that I have an over-thinking problem and it tends to work overtime when I don't know things. I don't know if I love you, but I love being with you. I want you to know that. I don't have expectations beyond belief with you. I know what's what. I hope when you read this it finds you doing okay and you know my number. If you need anything or just want to talk, I'm here. I miss you. Also, this is Day 7! I full-filled my end of the bet! I told you I could blog straight for 7 days. I might keep on going with this day-after-day if I get the swing of things. ;)

Day 6: I should be excited and happy, shouldn't I?

Yesterday my car got fixed. Well, it works, so I guess it got fixed. There is still a possibility that it can break down. But if it does, all we have to do is replace a battery cable. That only costs about $10, which means the only bad part would be splicing it with the cable that's already there.

Since my blog a few days ago, the woman that I'm totally infatuated with has been acting weird. Now, I keep thinking that maybe I shouldn't have said what I said in my blog. Things have been weird these past few days and she hasn't even texted me this morning like she usually does. :( This slightly saddens me because we had such a nice thing going. She said she doesn't know if she should go to my work holiday party because it would be weird and she doesn't want to mislead me. I don't even know what that means. A week ago she didn't think that way and we even came up with a make-believe way that we met that was freakin' hysterical. The whole 7-Day bet was going to end with her spending the night at my place on that day as well. Does this mean she's going back on her bet?! Shame shame!

I have a very strange work schedule this week. Monday (today) I get off at 3:45pm because I started at 7:15am. Tomorrow I work a half day of 7:45am-12:45pm. Wednesday we get out at 2:30pm because it's Thanksgiving Eve. I'm off Thursday for Thanksgiving itself. Friday I actually work a full day. And Saturday I work a half-day, too! This should be exciting for me, but it's not. I really don't have anything to do this week and since my family is all down in Texas, Thanksgiving doesn't really mean anything to me. Not looking for sympathy here, I'm just saying.

Other things that are happening...

I woke up this morning and it felt like I dislocated my right shoulder while I was sleeping. If you know me, you might just say "eh, whatever" but then you obviously don't know me well enough. It's my left shoulder that dislocates! So, why does my right shoulder hurt so bad? I'm stumped.

This weather outside isn't helping my gloom. Though I don't know exactly why I'm gloomy gus today anyway. My shoulders hurt. The weather outside is crappy. I don't know what's going on with this amazing chick I'm really diggin'. My car could die on me at anytime! (I'm so not confident in Manny's work!~) I'm ready to just take a nap.

I feel blah today. I wish something could happen that would brighten my day and cheer me up! :P

PS: And my Fantasy Football year is over. I sucked it off this year.... I have about a half percent chance of winning. Vince Young needs to be a beast and score over 50 points... what's the odds? :(

Day 5: I probably shouldn't have done that.

For the subject of my Day 5 blog I chose "I probably shouldn't have done that" for a few simple reasons. There are many things I can look back on in my life and think that sentence. If you think right now, there are probably many times that you can use that sentence too.

The main reason that I bring this up is because yesterdays blog. I probably shouldn't have blogged that yesterday. I mean, things were/are going so well between me and my girl that I shouldn't have thought about it a little too much and over think things: therefore making me blog like an idiot. It made her feel guilty and give the thought that we should back things up or slow things down or something. I don't ever want to put those ideas in her head. If I had longer arms, I'd spank myself for yesterday's blog. But what's done is done.

Other things I think of when I think "I probably shouldn't have done that"

1. Meet anyone of LavaLife.
Do you know LavaLive? It's a phone chat thing. I got bored one day long ago and decided to give it a call. I, stupidly, ended up actually dishing out money to pay for minutes. I did meet one of the girls on there and it didn't turn out that well. I probably shouldn't have done that.

2. Date someone 7 years younger than me.
Sure, it can be fun. They are full of life and energy. They move fast and get excited for stupid things. They can probably be easily manipulated and you have easy access to ditch them when the time is needed. But they just aren't on the same level as me. They say that women mature faster than men. I say that's bullshit. I just happened to know what I wanted. She did not. Turned out bad.

3. Borrow money from a friend.
Yeah, I'm not good with remembering things all the time. I borrowed money from someone and it slipped my mind to pay him back promptly. This friendship is now ruined and done with. There will be no reconciliation. We won't be on Maury Povich running into each other's arms in forgiveness. He thinks I disrespected him by not paying him back. I think he's a moron for not asking for anything back.

4. Try and make a shake/rootbeer float out of different items.
I had chocolate ice cream, RC Cola, a Cake Batter Delux Cupcake, a fortune cookie, chocolate syrup, ice, and protein powder. Combine that all together and it does not taste good. At least I tried, right? Some would say that I ruined a perfect Cake Batter Delux Cupcake! ;)

5. Date someone off Craigslist.
This would be connected to #2, but I decided to give it a category alone. As much as I love cruising around the CL, it's not the greatest place to "pick up a chick". Yes, my ex was from CL. Obviously didn't turn out well because she is "my ex" as you read. I have talked to people "platonically" on there and they always want me to help them move. What the hell?! CL is going down hill and it won't be long before I stay off the CL for good!

6. Quit something that you know you're going to start again.
I quit smoking quite a few times for various of reasons. But everytime I quit, I quit for just the one reason, whichever it may be. And I know that if for some reason that thing changes, I will start again. I'm a smoker. People need to realize this and deal with it.

7. Be Facebook friends with co-workers
Now that I think about it, it probably wasn't the greatest idea. I'm a guy that likes to say what's on his mind. That is rarely a good thing. I've had Facebook updates that haven't been good for everyone to read. When my boss or some other co-worker sees these, they will probably look down upon me. I agree, it's time to cut ties between work and play.

8. Buy a used car from a friend or relative.
I bought my car from my buddy's dad. It has had 2 problems since then that needed to be fixed. Now normally, I would bring in my car to a place and probably over-pay and it would be fixed. Instead, my buddy's dad feels obligated to be the solution maker and I let him. It's more of a pain in the ass than losing money at a Pep Boys or something.

9. Play stupid way too much.
My motto in life is that if no one knows that you can do something, then they don't need to know until last possible moment. I play stupid and things get done for me. There are things that I could do on my car by myself, but I choose not to and then get stuck waiting for someone else to do it. In school, I sit there looking dumbfounded, but then get A's on all the assignments. I always like to let the other person explain things to me because it makes them feel like they are accomplishing something. When most of the time in reality I'm sitting there listening to someone babble on about things I already know. It can get quite annoying.

10. Do laundry not on your assigned day.
This is a funny story. It was Monday and for some reason I hadn't done laundry on Sunday like I was supposed to. I went down to the laundry room and saw who's day it was. They weren't doing laundry and they weren't even home. So, I said "fuck it" and put my laundry in. What happens next? They come home. I hear them go downstairs to the laundry room. I hear yelling. I go down there and they demand I take my clothes out. Yelling commences and they call the police on me. That's right. I get the police called on me for doing my laundry on their day! *GASP* My neighbors are idiots.


I'd love to hear things that you "shouldn't have done". Spread the joy. Let me hear your tales.

And for that special girl out there that's always reading my blog. You know who you are. ;) I miss ya, babe. I can't wait until I get to kiss those sexy lips again.

Day 4: Why can't I get what I want?

This is Day 4 in the 7 Day Challenge made to me by the woman I refer to as Discorida or the most beautiful woman in the world. I've decided to be slightly selfish today and blog about me not getting what I want.

Right now at this very moment I have problems that are holding me back. I have issues that are holding me down. My car was purchased somewhere around a month ago. First it had a leak in the gas tank. It was fixed. Now something is wrong with either the battery or the starter. The guy I bought it from is my buddy's dad. He's going to come look at it on Sunday and try to figure out what's wrong with it. It started not working around Wednesday. I haven't had a car to do anything since then. I feel like I'm locked up here in my apartment. Without wheels beneath my feet, I feel like a prisoner in my own empty world. I can't do anything or go anywhere without the dependence of other people. For most of my life I've never had to depend on anyone. I've gotten what I want when I want by my own means. No one has been there in my life to assist me or give me anything.

You would think being an only child, I would be a spoiled brat. I remember my mother calling me a brat a lot, but never spoiled. I grew up as poor as I live today, if not more. I seem to barely get by month to month as I remember that to the be the same when I was younger. Nothing was ever handed to me. Anything I wanted I had to fight for.

I'm not blogging for sympathy or anything like that, I want to make that clear right now. What I blog about is what I think about, plain and simple.

Back on subject, my car is a piece of shit and I want to know why. Why must I have a piece of shit car? Is it so much to ask for something to go in the right direction in my life?

Another thing I'm worried about is this gorgeous woman I'm seeing. I can't stop thinking about her. I constantly want to kiss her and just be with her. But there are things that stop that from occurring. There are circumstances that I was forbidden to post here that hold our relationship back from the full potential of what it could be. As I sat across from her at Rivals Sports Bar last night in the booth, I gazed into her eyes and everything felt right. My heart pounded faster and the butterflies in my stomach wouldn't stop fluttering. I wanted to kiss her right then and there. I wanted to bring her back to my place... yeah... you'd like to hear the rest of what I wanted! PERVS!

Now, I've been told because of these circumstances, I'm only going to be able to see her like twice a month? That fucking sucks. Sorry for the bad language here, but it does. I mean, I don't know how she feels about me. Knowing my luck, she doesn't even like me. Maybe she's just going through the motions because she's bored with her current situation. All I know is that I think I may love this girl and our "situation" sucks.

I come to the strange question in my mind now as I've spent most of the day overthinking... Is it all worth it? I know it's too soon to really think about a far future from now, but what is the purpose of every relationship? I need to know what exactly we are in order to move forward in whatever we have. If this is just a fling or something not-so serious, I'm okay with that. If real actual feelings are involved, I'm okay with that, too. But what I want to know is what are we and what is this leading to? Is it too much for me to ask that?

I know she's going to read this blog. I can't help but wonder what her reaction will be. Hmm... I'll find out soon enough. I'm stuck right now. I'm stuck trying to figure out what we are and if I should just be happy with what I've got even though I want more. Will I ever get more or will I spend week after week... month after month... just wanting more. I'll never get used to that. I'll never want that.

I want my car to be fixed so I don't feel like a prisoner with no control. I want to know what me and Discordia are so that I can be okay with it and move forward. Is that too much to ask? Has karma finally bit me in the ass for something I did in the past? And if so, what was it?

The thing I hate the most is being frustrated and right now, I'm pretty goddamn frustrated.

Day 3--The Spam Folder

I don't get many e-mails. I do get some, but not many. And then I look at my spam folder. Since midnight last night, I've gotten 28 e-mails in my Spam Folder. Why do I get these e-mails? Where do they come from? Let's look at the subjects shall we? I'm not going to open any of them because of fear of what they could do! Maybe they will only lead to more Spam E-mails?

At 12:15am, it seems I e-mailed myself to give myself 75% off of something. And I refer to myself as joblessjosh@gmail.com. If I was me, I'd just give it to me for free!

At 1:32am, Viagra wanted me to know that performance is now free to try.

At 1:57am, Viagra told me to try ED meds absolutely free! Last I knew ED stood for Emergency Department...

At 3:34am, Viagra said that I could get the real pills for free! Instead of the fake ones for money?

At 3:40am, "Handyman services" wanted to ask me if I had a "Thingamajig on the fritz". I don't need no handyman talking about my thingamajig!

At 3:44am, Viagra wanted me to know that Paul got his free sample. Were they attempting to make me jealous?

At 3:49am, Phillip Degroote told me that his coat was warm and nice. That's kinda creepy.

At 4:16am, Viagra wanted to let me know that they had a free online site.

At 4:21am, Viagra wanted me to be rock hard 24/7. That might cause problems, I don't think I want to do that.

At 4:26am, Viagra wanted to let me know that my happiness was now free. Did someone charge me for my happiness before? I never got a bill!

At 4:48am, Viagra wanted me not to underestimate the value. Currently, I've got not problem in that department. Doesn't that mean it has no value to me?

At 5:02am, Reality TV Casting wanted to let me know about something at a McDonalds. Is there a new McDonalds Reality TV Show? Crazy!

At 5:31am, Viagra wants to give me some free samples. They are really trying to push this shit on me!

At 6:05am, someone wants to give me 60% off a car warranty! It's too bad I have a used car that is a piece of shit. No warranty.

At 7:14am, Viagra told me that they can turn me 21 again! I'm only 29 dammit! Why would I want to be 21 again? Do you remember 21 y/o me? SCARY!

At 7:59am, Viagra wants to know if I'm tired of being flaccid. I didn't know I was flaccid. I think I could name names of people that know I'm not flaccid! ;)

At 8:21am, seems like I e-mailed myself again. And again, I call myself joblessjosh. Seems fishy.

At 8:22am, I can get my monthly supply of Viagra for free! Now they are trying to get me a month supply! They really want me to get some.

At 8:25am, Viagra teamed up with Cialis to offer me the cheapest sex drugs online. Sex drugs sound like fun. lol

At 8:30am, Viagra tells me that I can rectify my manhood. I didn't even know my manhood wasn't doing well! What the hell? Why didn't my manhood tell me this?

At 8:59am, Viagra and Cialis wants me to "treat her tonight to rock hard pounding". I can do that without drugs! ;)

At 9:24am, I tried to contact myself again. Is this an alternate universe me?!

At 9:45am, Viagra tells me I can be rock hard all the time. Again, why would I want to be rock hard all the time? I need some non-rock hard time!

At 9:47am, someone named Eli says something about "and he who's been with her before"... That's just weird and I don't know any Eli except for Manning!

At 9:50am, Viagra tells me they they are unbelieveable, but true. I believe it, I just don't need it!

Still at 9:50am, someone is trying to help me reduce my debt. How do they even know I'm in debt? Am I in debt?

At 11:33am, Viagra tells me that they aren't about gimmicks. What kind of gimmicks do they need? Take a pill, get hard. Easy peasy.

At 11:41am, Viagra tells me about them having a free online site again. Maybe I should check it out?

So, in conclusion, what are these e-mails trying to tell me? Do I actually need Viagra and I don't know it? I know they are trying to give it to me! I've got a good record as of now, no one's complained yet! ;)

Day 2: A day in the life of Fnord.

Day 2 in the Challenge will show us 24 hours in the life of Fnord… me. We will start on Wednesday 11/18 at 7pm and we will end on 11/19 at 7pm. Let’s take a look.

7:00pm

I put on a jumpsuit to get ready to go out and attempt to fix my piece of shit car. I am sad because my car quit working when I got out of work. I drove to Panda Express for lunch and it was fine. I got out of work and all I heard when I turned the key was *CLICK*. So, I take a bus home and change into my jumpsuit for not only warmth but so I can look like a mechanic as well!

8:00pm

God Bless the 8mm or 5/16ths wrench. As stupid as it sounds, my buddy X drives me back to work where my car is and does exactly what his dad told us. He takes out the wrench, tightens the bolt on the battery and the car starts. I’m as giddy as a school girl. I hang with him for a few minutes and can’t complain when he bums a cigarette… THIS TIME!

9:00pm

I talked to my babe on the phone. I love the sound of her voice. She’s so goddamn sexy. She’s started to tease me and poke fun a little bit more and it just attracts me more to her. She’s awesome and since my car is fixed, everything is great.

10:00pm

Turn on The Ultimate Fighter and watch a not-so-bad fight. I probably could’ve been better, but it was still enjoyable. I want Kimbo Slice to fight again, dammit!

11:00pm

Another reality show to watch. Real World/Road Rules Challenge is on and I like to watch drunken idiots, so I tune in. It’s a good one because there’s a drunken fight! Woohoo! I text my babe goodnight as she gets ready to go to sleep. She says that I “love” her. I’m not sure what to think about that one. ;)

12:00M

I start to watch Pelham 123 because I just can’t fall asleep yet. This movie must be boring as hell, because this is second time I’ve tried watching it and I’ve fallen asleep both times. Maybe I should buy this movie for when I’m tired! I don’t know what time I fall asleep, but I do eventually.

7:00am

I’m just finishing my shower. I’m ready for a new day. I’m ready early so I decide to go to Starbucks and get a fancy coffee! I go to my car, go to start it and I hear the dreaded sound *CLICK* and that’s it. I try the wrench thing again and that doesn’t do it. I swear a lot and call a cab. Fuck.

8:00am

I start work. The Russian speaks Russian in the corner. She’s probably planning a KGB hit out on me. I’m going to be in a bad mood all day because my car didn’t start and I’m stuck at work right now and can’t do a goddamn thing about it. Fan-fucking-tastic!

9:00am

The phones turn on. One of the girls I work with rushes away saying that “she has to take this call” and disappears. She does this too much leaving me to pick up her slack. Today might as well be a Monday because it’s going to suck ass. I don’t see anything turning this shitty day around. The first patient that calls me gives me the line that he’s a “personal friend” and will call back later. Bullshit. I hope when he calls back, he gets me again so I can tell him that I will leave a message and not “patch him straight through” to the doctor.

10:00am

These patients today are driving me insane. It’s bad enough that my days sucks ass, but now these patients have to give me shit all day? This days is quickly leaning towards me punching someone in the face. Beware people with faces!

11:00am

They delivered cheeseburgers and hot dogs for lunch today… AND FRENCH FRIES! Woohoo! I also just checked my Fantasy Football Waiver Wire pick up and I totally fucked that up! I picked up Fargas instead of Snelling! What the hell was I thinking on Monday when I put that in! I’m such a moron. Today has turned out horrible! Off to lunch I go!

12:00N

I talked to X on lunch about how my day is horrible which included a horrible Fantasy Football pick. He agreed. His dad will be coming by to look at my car this weekend. Hopefully it’s a quick fix. I played some internet poker while on lunch. Lost a game, won a game. Nothing fun and exciting. I sent my beautiful babe a fax that I think she’ll appreciate. We’ll see how that goes over. Maybe it’ll give me a point. ;)

1:00p

Now it’s like I’m working by myself. I really do work with a bunch of idiots with absolutely no work ethic. And now my boss has given me an extra project to do, like I’m not busy enough. Meanwhile, the lady that I drool over is shopping at the mall! How unfair is that?!

2:00p

Now I’m doing my job along with this side project. Bleh. I feel angry about my car sitting at home and now I’m thinking about how taking the bus home sucks ass. If it wasn’t for the crappy weather outside, I’d walk home. Time’s ticking away.

3:00p

I just saw a lady with no legs on Inside Edition. She’s on her third pregnancy! How does that even work? Does she have a “va-jay-jay” down there but no legs? Does she ever get real bad carpet burn? Does she look like a dog trying to scoot-clean it’s ass when she moves around? Yes, I’m a horrible person. Yes, I’m probably going to Hell. I am intrigued!

4:00p

My workday is 30 minutes from being over with. This would normally get me excited and happy except for the fact that I have to go outside and wait for a bus. Then I will take the bus home and be sad as my car is broken.

5:00p

I’m on the bus going back home since my shit car didn’t start this morning. I look around and see no one smiling. Everyone always looks sad on the bus. My phone vibrates and a smile grows on my face. For some strange reason, at this point something starts to clear up in my mind. “I think I might love this girl.” That’s the thought rolling around in my head. She joking said that I loved her last night. I knew it was a joke from her end, but it actually got me thinking.

6:00p

I finish watching Pelham 123 while texting the most beautiful woman in the world. She’s amazing. She makes me happy even when I’ve had a shitty day. I’ve told her this. My heart beats faster when I see her. My stomach gets all twisty and full of butterflies every time I hear her voice. No matter what, a smile grows across my face whenever I hear her assigned ringtone. She says it’s lust and though lust is strongly there, I’m starting to think otherwise. This causing me to overthink and it slightly scares me. Now I don’t know what to do. What if I really love this girl and I tell her and it just scares her away? That would definitely suck balls (and not in a good way!). I’ve got some things to think about. Seeing as how I probably won’t see her for three weeks, I’ve got plenty of time to think about that.

7:00pm

Pelham 123 wasn’t as bad as I thought. I also watched some South Park while I waited for X to come over. He’s gonna try to use his car fixing skills to get my ride moving again. Yeah, I’m crossing my fingers. And guess what? I PUT MY JUMPSUIT BACK ON! WOOHOO! I just realized that I’m not going to be able to see this girl that I think I love for a couple of weeks. She’s going away for Thanksgiving. This saddens me. I won’t even be able to see her before she goes. :( This sucks…

Well, that was 24 boring-ass hours of me. If you didn’t like it, I don’t care! If you did enjoy the tidbits here and there, let me know. Don’t be a stranger! Comment away!

Day 1

Day 1

This is Day 1 of the challenge given to me where I must blog for 7 days straight. Today’s topic will be what people in your doctor’s office really say/think about you. If you didn’t read any previous blog that I have wrote or my introduction, you wouldn’t know that I currently work in a doctor’s office. I am one of the many people that you talk to when you call, or e-mail or fax over. I make your appointments, send messages to your doctor and even handle all of your personal matters in the office. With a click of the mouse, I can find out every little detail and know everything about you.

Being a guy, there are some strange things that happen in a doctor’s office. When ladies call with “lady problem” they refuse to tell me anything. They say “Just have the doctor call me” or “it’s personal” and that bugs the crap out of me! If you wanna know the truth, I know every little secret about you already. I leave your “cryptic” message for your doctor, but I remember your name. I look into your damn chart afterwards to see what was so “personal” and I usually get a laugh about it. If you think I’m the only one that does that, you got another thing coming! If a man can call the office and tell one of us that he’s having some erectile dysfunction problems, you can tell me that you have some strange discharge coming out of your vagina! I work at a doctor’s office! It’s not like I’m going to wait for you to come into the office and point and laugh!

Another thing about us at the doctor’s office. When you come in and check in at the desk and you whisper your information to whomever you are checking in with… it doesn’t stay a secret. If you have some embarrassing question or something that is very odd with what’s wrong with you and you are trying to keep it hush-hush, that’s impossible. If you come in for a freaky and weird reason, the whole office will know why and you will probably get some strange nickname. You probably won’t like this nickname, but you have no choice. And when you come in for future appointments, no matter what they are for, you will always get a stifled chuckle sent your way… probably a funny look or two as well! Nothing is kept secret in your doctor’s office. Trust me.

That’s what I have for Day 1. Stay tuned until tomorrow for Day 2 where things will get even more interesting!

The 7 Day Challenge

I was going to blog yesterday about how much I hate Monday and wish it would die. In this big bad world, there’s nothing that I really hate. There are things and people I dislike, but I don’t hate them. Mondays on the other hand are turning out to be a completely other matter. I literally hate Mondays now. I wish they would never occur. I wonder if Mondays didn’t exit, would Tuesdays be my next arch nemesis? I guess it doesn’t really matter what day of the week is the beginning of the week. If I have to work with the morons of the offices, making myself the only actual worker and it’s the busy beginning of the week, it sucks. But I’m wondering off of what I wanted this blog to be about. So, let’s move on.

On another side note, because I am a huge fan of side notes, I have now been challenged. The beautiful woman I refer to as Discordia has pointed out that I haven’t been able to blog every single day. I told her that I could if I wanted and a bet was made. The end of the bet will obviously have me as the winner. When I put my mind to something, I get it done, dammit! From today on, you will see a blog everyday for 7 days straight and you’re gonna like it! Then on December 5^th, I will get my prize! ;)

I tell you what, this doesn't even count. I will start tomorrow as Day 1. Get ready for a full week of blogging!

Peace

Bad Judgment

I’ve recently been told that I have bad judgment. Over a year ago, I was told that I could be moving up very shortly in order to be an actual “supervisor” rather than just being a “leader”. This means more flexible hours, salary, underlings, among other things.
Very recently, a different position opened up at the office that would be more money, less people to deal with, better hours… I inquired about this position because I had a discussion with the office manager about my supposed “supervisor” position that I was eventually going to get. It was stated at first that I showed too many signs of immaturity. This confused me and I tried to say that I wasn’t immature; I just had a spicy personality! She told me that she would figure it out and give me more info on the following day.

The following day came, which was yesterday and she said she was mistaken. It’s not that I’m showing immaturity; it’s that I show a lack of good judgment. So, right away I ask in what ways have I shown bad judgment? She gave me three items.

1. I tried out for a Reality TV show that was new and going to be on Spike TV called “America’s Biggest Asshole”. They really liked me too and I was almost guaranteed a spot. The show was cancelled due to creative differences. Bastards. She said that I seemed to think it was okay for them to come to my job here at the doctor’s office and interview people. That would probably be bad press. Did I think about that then? Nope.

2. We had a football pool that started at the beginning of the season for the Bear’s games. At first it was simple. $1 a square. Once it gets filled up, it’s done and the numbers will be added. I happen to start the game, so I bought 10 squares right away. It turns out that not everyone in the office had a chance to grab a spot before it all filled up. There were complaints and I was told that it wasn’t fair and that there needs to be a limit so that everyone had the chance to be in it. I said that since this was my football pool, I didn’t see a problem if some people didn’t get it. My boss seemed to think that since it was circulated around the office that everyone had to have a chance. Let’s just say that the next week we had to drop it down to $0.50 a square and now we can’t even fill a whole damn sheet!

3. The third things she told me was that I had some pretty bad things as my updates and comments on Facebook. I am Facebook Friends with at least 12 people connected to me at work. She said that things were seen on FB that circulated around the office and didn’t make me look quite good. When I asked her what, she wouldn’t tell me. I even asked her today and she wouldn’t tell me! She told me to ask my friends what my boss might not like on my FB! I said, “Bah” and just left the office. Lol

So, those were the three lack of judgment examples she gave me. I personally think those three things are shit excuses! I applied to the new position for better/steady hours and more pay. Why not? Plus I would be working more independently and wouldn’t have to be watching the jackasses that I work around, along with cleaning up their messes! I’m the most qualified for the job and would be the best at it and it would take the least amount of time to train me. The only reason I wouldn’t get the job would be because taking me away from my current job might hurt the office more. Who knows. We’ll see what happens.

Now that I look at things I’ve done in my past, there are quite a few other things that I could’ve used better judgment in.

The Michigan Incident
The Affair at Nessett Pavilion
Not remembering to pay back a buddy
ETC ETC ETC

Hell, the list could go on and on and on and on, but I’m not going to go into details right now! None of my followers here have earned details! But will always answer questions in the comment section!

On a completely other side note, the beautiful and awesome girl that I call “my baby” or “Discordia” is sick. I know she reads these, so I wish her well. I hope she gets to feeling better real soon. Even if you aren’t feeling well, come on over this weekend and I’ll get you nice and cozy and warm in my room and go get you some soup and tea or something. ;) I miss ya, babe.

Peace

Fnord

Ever want what you can't really have?

So, today is Monday and I almost missed not having a blog every single day since I started! Hell, I didn't even post a "Demotivational Poster of the Day" today! Does that make me a bad blogger?!

Monday just might be the worst day ever created. Today at work, it was crazy busy. I barely had time to do anything, much less blog. After work, I was so drained that a did a lot of nothing. What happens when I do nothing? I think. What happens when I think? Bad things, usually.

You see, sometimes in life there are things that you want that you just can't have. I know this through experience and I've grown to deal with it in various ways. Currently, I have something that I want, but I don't have it completely. Is this a bad thing? No. Could it be better? Yes.

I'm not going to go into details quite yet. It's not the right time to go into details. All I'm saying is sometimes when you covet something that someone else has, it truly is a bad thing like it says in the Bible! WAIT! I know what you're thinking. "Is he really talking about the Bible?" Yes, I've read the Bible from cover to cover. I used to be religious and at one time studied religion as a minor in college. Religion intrigues me, but I'm not religious.

Sometimes I don't want to share. Does that make me a bad person? Does that mean that I am the spoiled brat that I was once told I was? I don't think someone that grew up as poor as myself can be considered spoiled. Is there such a thing as a spoiled poor person? If there is, I just might be that. I grew up an only child and whatever was mine... was just mine. I didn't have to share what was mine with anyone else. What little I had was mine and mine alone and I liked it like that dammit!

As I type this blog up, I begin to wonder what is worse. Is it worse to have a part of something rather than not having it at all? The part that I have is so great that it should make up for the part that I don't have. Right? It does most of the time. But when I'm exhausted after a hellish Monday, I think too much. People used to tell me all the time that I think too much and it used to get me into way too much trouble. I don't want to lose the little part that I have because I enjoy it and like it "probably too much". But when I think too much as I'm exhausted by myself after work, I get jealous.

I am the least jealous person that you will probably ever meet in your life. But tonight I actually felt a tad jealous. I shouldn't feel jealous. I have the best part of the thing that I like so much, but I want it all. Then I think of the possibility of what could happen. Maybe one day I'll own the whole sha-bang. Or is that just high hopes? Is this just some wild crazy dream that I've made up in my "Make-Believe Land" dreams?

Either way, I'm going to enjoy the part I have as much as possible and hope that one day I'll have the whole package.

I re-read this blog before posting it... and I confused myself... I guess that's what is going to occasionally happen in a Fnord rant. Well, goodnight folks and I'll talk to ya tomorrow!

Fnord Out

Blogging Everyday?!

I had someone ask me if I was blogging today, since I told her that I was going to blog everyday. The more I thought about it, the more I wanted to blog! Now, I'm going to go ahead and set the rules saying that my blogs will more than likely take place Monday through Friday because my home computer is a piece of garbage! I would blog everyday because it seems that I always have a rant to put out there, but alas the weekends I hope to be too busy to blog.

Let's talk about today's events and maybe you'll see why me blogging today almost didn't happen! Today I woke up and turned to my left to see the most beautiful woman in the world. This gorgeous creature, that I'm so infatuated with that it's slightly crazy, was laying next to me caressing my hair. She had once told me that she didn't want to like me "too much" because it would make complications arise, but at that moment, I knew she already liked me "too much". Does this mean complications will soon come around, probably so. But as I've told her through text message (Our preferred way of communication and completely acceptable! Get with the times!) : I'm not going anywhere. She has complications, but so do I. I'm already constantly thinking about her and wanting her in every single way. I want her more than I can have her because of her complications. But anyway, I'm going off subject! I woke up today with her by my side and we had a nice morning together. I walked her to her car and as she drove away, I already missed her. Yeah, I know it's sappy, but I don't care!

I was running a tad late going to get my car epoxy-ied up so that it quits leaking gas and so I can fill it up more than a half-tank! That started at 9:20ish when I left my house and I finished at around 6:30/7:00pm tonight? Now, we didn't just work on my car. My buddy's car needed to change some rear brake pads, then we found out something else was wrong and blah blah blah... leads all the way to 7:00pm and me exhausted.

I get home, put in a Garlic Bread Cheese Tombstone Pizza. It wasn't bad. I ate it until I couldn't eat anymore. Then I remembered it was Sunday, which is laundry day! I gathered some clothes and shoved them in the washer. (They are in the dryer as I type this!) I still have yet to take a shower from yesterday. I smell like sex and motor oil. I kinda like it. ;)

So, now we get along to 11:00pm and I've decided to blog. My roommate came home and this is his usual time of sitting for hours in front of the computer doing god knows what. So, I'm gonna type this quick (yes I do type 90 wpm!) and get it done with. I'm exhausted. I have to go fold my laundry and then take a shower so I can pass out lonely in my bed.

Shout out to my lovely Discordia. I know you're reading this. I miss you. I can't wait until I get to gaze into your lovely eyes again.

Fnord

Waiting....

I bet everyone thought I was going to miss the Demotivational Picture of the Day! HA! No weekend will stop me!

Right now, I'm waiting for my lady friend to make her way over hear so I decided to do a blog about "waiting". Normally in the past, I would hate waiting. I hate when people are late or I'm just sitting there with nothing to do, waiting for someone else to do something. But lately, I don't care about people being late. I don't care if I have to wait. In fact, I'm more than content to wait as long as I have to in order to get what I want.

It's strange because I, as a person, have changed in the last few weeks. I find it really strange. Of course, people are starting to see the change in me as well. "Waiting" patiently is just one of my changes. My patience has grown. I'm more laid back and some would say "less angry" but I don't think I was ever an "angry" person! I guess when you're getting some, it changes a lot of things. Ha ha ha. So, that's all for now. Just a short blog on how my hate for waiting and being late has really flipped. How do my 5 followers feel about waiting and people being late?

Fnord Out

Damn alarm clock!

Last night, I didn’t sleep abnormally. I didn’t go to sleep any later than I usually do. I didn’t wake up in the middle of the night or toss or turn. After seeing my “hottie with a nice body” last night for a drink and a smooch or two, I drove home. I didn’t drive in the opposite direction this time. I didn’t end up in some Podunk town in the middle of nowhere. It was a normal drive home where I felt like an all-star after seeing that sexy lady. I went home and after texting her for a short time more, we both decided we should hit the hay… separately… “sad face”

So, after sleeping soundly and peacefully, I heard my alarm in the morning and went through my normal routine. I am a pain in the ass sleeper when I need to wake up. Instead of setting the clock for a certain time and just getting up, I like to set it for early and hit the snooze button until I HAVE to get up. Now, this morning, that didn’t really work. It could be because my hands cover the whole clock, so instead of hitting the snooze button, I hit the off button. But when my phone rang at 9am with my boss asking me if I was sleeping, it shocked me!

I had so woken up and hit the snooze! Why didn’t my alarm go back off that bastard?! So, I was supposed to be at work at 8:30, but ended up getting there at 9:30. It’s a good thing I can take a shower, get ready for work and get there in 30 minutes. I’m awesome like that. Now, I don’t know how to fix this situation. Someone said I should get another alarm clock, place it so that I have to actually get up out of bed and turn it off. I personally don’t think this will work. I think I need to learn just to get up when my alarm goes off! Any suggestions?

I've got a follower! W00T! Now, I need some help with a decision...

Oh my god! I have a follower! Thanks Teenie for following my blog! I appreciate it. Okay, once I found out that my super-hot “lady-friend” was into blogging, I started a blog and was excited just to have a blog. Now, I have a follower! My goal in life is now to gain followers!! Well, probably not my goal in life, but my goal for now!

I believe like any other speaker in the world that my voice needs to be heard. I once dreamed of being a motivational speaker and then I dreamed about being a de-motivational speaker. It’s strange that I wanted to motivate people to find and accomplish their dreams at one time and then shortly after, I wanted to crush those dreams and smack them back into reality!

Now, I just want to be heard. My opinions count, dammit! I want the world to hear what I have to say about everything! This means that I need more followers! Teenie is just the beginning. My “friend-girl” who watches from the shadows can’t follow me, which saddens me. But I know she still watches from afar.

Teenie, since you are my one and single follower, I’m looking for your opinion. This weekend I have been given three options for what to do with my “friend-girl”. Now, this just isn’t for Teenie. If I gain more followers, I’d like to get your opinion on the matter as well. 1: we could stay in, watch a movie, cuddle, massage would probably occur. 2: we could go out to a dinner/movie type of date to a restaurant she enjoys and a movie we both like. 3: we could go out to a bar and just do some drinking. Now, I would be happy with any of these three things, but I’m conflicted on which I would pick out of the three. There are things that I’ve left out of course… cause I can’t get to “raunchy” with my blogs. So, Teenie and anyone else that happens to start following my blog, what would you do on Saturday night with the most awesome, hot, sexy, gorgeous chick ever?

Discordia: I like you.

I’m totally infatuated by a chick. She’s almost completely perfect. She knows the only thing that I see as a problem, but I was already told that I’m not allowed to talk about that here. I should’ve never told her about my blog! Now she’s going to spot check me and if she sees anything she doesn’t like, demand it to be removed! Then of course I’ll say no, because it’s my blog! Then she will probably get mad and refuse to have sex with me… so I’ll edit it out… “Sad Face”

I think about her all the time. She thinks I am bullshitting her when I tell her this, but it’s true. She thinks that eventually I’ll get tired or bored of her, but I don’t see that ever happened. If anything she’s going to get tired of me and drop me like a sack of potatoes. Damn, they are heavy! She told me that she’s afraid to like me too much because that would complicate things. I don’t care if things get complicated. I hope she’s reading this now because I want her to know that I already like her too much. It’s too late. I wonder how she will react to that. Will it scare her or push her away? Will she stop seeing me because of that fact? I mean, I am constantly thinking about this girl. I can’t get her out of my head and I don’t want her out of my head.

She’s beautiful, cute, sexy, hot and gorgeous all in one. That’s a hard combination to find. She’s funny, smart, good-looking, and great in the bedroom and likes Lost! WOWZA! She then tells me her like of video games… in which we have the same favorite. When kissing her, I don’t ever want the kissing to end. Now, when I say that I “like her too much” I’m not saying the forbidden “L” word… not lesbian, the other one. Because of some things that have happened in my past, it’ll be a long time before “love” gets said or spoken. Will I ever say it first again? Probably not.

Let’s quit talking about the crap and start talking about the good again. This gorgeous girl, whom I refer to as Dis here, makes me smile more than anyone ever has. She turns me on quicker than anyone in my past… in person or not... I like so many things about her and I just can’t wrap my head around it. Every time my phone vibrates or *dings* with a text message, I light up and smile, ready to see what she’s written. When we’re alone, I can’t keep my hands off of her. My list of “things to do” seems to grow everyday.

In conclusion… Discordia… I like you. *Wink Face*

An Introduction?

I was going to do an introduction, but I don’t really know how to introduce myself. My name is Josh, but I’ve gone by quite a few nicknames before. I think for here, we’ll just stick with Fnord or JR. I could tell you my whole name, but I am so googleable that it would take some stalker crazy person about 30 seconds to find out everything about me. And no one stalks me without my permission!

I was born in the small town of Plantation, Florida. I was raised in various places, mostly in the state of Texas. Because I am the result of a broken divorced home, I bounced between parents throughout high school and at the end of it all, moved up to the Chicagoland area to live with neither of them. Yes, I know that sounds bad, but you don’t know my family. There will be future blogs about them. So, I’m still a “Southern Gentleman Texas Boy” living up here in Chicago, even though I’ve been up here since 1997.

Other than the fact that I don’t redneck it out with my clothes and whatnot, some people have told me that I look like I’m from Texas. I don’t even know what that means, but sometimes I agree with them. My “Texasisms” totally come out randomly.

I currently work at a doctor’s office, so if you want to get to know what YOUR office currently thinks/says about you, this would be the blog to read. I’m not going to say WHERE I work because then you would know… and if you happen to be a patient of me, all of our secrets would be revealed! GASP!

I have a strange way of always telling the complete truth, no matter if it’s good or bad. It occasionally gets me into trouble. Also, for some strange reason, people tend to think I’m not telling the truth when I am. Weird.

So, the reason that I’ve started this blog is because one day I got a text message. I didn’t recognize the number, but I am pretty open which means my information is pretty accessible. I continued on talking to this person, which I found out was a chick about my age. She told me that she had texted my number randomly. Automatically I was intrigued. I will be blogging about her… probably a lot. For the sake of not using real names and getting people in trouble, I will be referring to her as Discordia or Dis for short as I will be her counter-part, Fnord. Currently, I am awestruck by the things Dis does. She amazes me with her beauty and sexual appetite, among many other things. I will get more into details with this as time goes by.

Well, that’s all you’re going to get for an introduction. If you want more, just ask me and I’ll respond or you can just wait to see what I blog about in the future.

Peace,

Fnord