The new place

We have finally moved. Now we're in Tempe and I fucking love this place. I am less than 2 miles from work now, and my school is just over a mile the other direction. were on in a 3 bedroom townhouse now. It is so amazing. Here is our front door:

I know it doesn't look like much from there, but here is the garage well from the outside:


See the balcony? That is just out side of my room. Since my room isn't clean and not totally finished yet, (I still have a bunch of boxes, and by a bunch I just mean a couple) you will not be seeing the inside of my room. However, here is a pic of the balcony:

This is my own little personal smoking area. I love it. I just need to get a chair or two to make it a bit more comfortable. The greatest thing about the balcony, other than the fact that it is in my bedroom is that late at night when I'm in my room and naked and want to go smoke, I can go out on the balcony if I so choose. Granted the neighbors will be able to see me if they happen to be looking, but I have yet to see anyone up very late here. The few select times that I have gone, there was no one there, no lights on at all from across the drive.

Now I will show you the inside. First this is the living room. That is Erin and Brooke. Erin is just chilling out watching some t.v. and Brooke is playing Farmville. I know we need some new furniture; we'll get some soon. Got's to be able to afford it. We will soon enough.

Now the kitchen and the other side of the living area. Just after we moved in, that t.v. kinda took a crap. The picture is totally off now. Something broke on the inside. If you're wondering what is in the rubbermade thing next to the t.v., it's rats. Really, all the females in the house decided one day that they all wanted rats. Odd don't ya think? Well I do. I keep telling them that I am going to get a snake and feed the rats to it. Bad thing is, I cannot afford to get a snake. Oh well. Brooke said that she wants a snake too. Maybe we will be able to go in on a snake someday and we could like have custody battles over it. We will see.

Now lets go look downstairs. There are so many steps here. Moving all of our stuff up these things was so exhausting. You have no idea. I was sore for 3 days. I tell you, that fucking t.v. was a bitch to move.

First thing I want to show you is the master bathroom. I love it. I don't know how much you can get out of this picture, but I think that it is a good shot. You be the judge. If you notice, you are mostly looking in the mirror. The tub/shower is somewhere off to the right of the picture, you can see part of it. That closet is bigger than some kids' bedrooms. If there was a plug in there, ya could almost make it into a small office/den type place. It's perfect for a woman who has way too many things.

We are nearing the end of this post, mainly because I am running out of pictures that I have taken. I am not going to show you my bathroom because there is nothing incredibly special about it or the other two bedrooms. I do have a pic of the garage. It is still kinda messy, but it is going to be a perfect place to hang out when we have a party, if we ever have a party that is. Yes that pool table does have pink bumpers. We got it from Criagslist for like a hundred bucks including delivery. And if you look to the left, you can see the other part of the garage. It's split in two. Kinda different. I like it. Oh and my Cavalier is now fixed. So I now have two running cars. I don't know how long I will be able to afford it, hopefully until the Cavalier is paid off. Don't know how much longer that's going to be.

Finally my last pic. This is Dan. I have bitched about this guy so much in this here blog, at least in the beginning. But I love him regardless. He's cool. Isn't he kinda cute in that "I -am-way-too-skinny-for-a-guy-and-I-need-a-shave-real-bad" sorta way?

Well anyways, that is the apartment. I love it and it is totally amazing. Yes it is. Sorry it has been so long since my last post, I doubt that I have any readers still but anyways. Talk to you all later.

Finally

Sorry about the long delay folks, but I have been going through some rough times. Not really, just been lazy. I have not had a lot to write about. I have not been doing much. Just working and going to school. I have started smoking again. I realized that I had quit for the wrong reasons. I love smoking, really love it. I quit because my roommate Gary asked me too. That's all fine and dandy, but it's not like I'm getting any sex from him. If there was an option of getting laid or smoke, I would choose getting laid, if she is worth it. But seeing how I'm not getting sex, and I was giving up something that I enjoy doing, I would rather do what I enjoy: smoke.

School is going well, for the most part. My Comp II teach was bad ass. He really was great. I came into class on the fourth week, and he was not there. Instead Anne Wather (or whatever her stupid name is) was there. Mr. Leiterman, one of the coolest teachers that I ever had decided to quit. That bastard. Now I have a retard for a teach. She stands at the front of the class and acts like a fool. Then when it comes to lab time (time to type out our homework) she refuses to help me come up with a topic; just says "something that you feel strongly about." Well I pretty much live in my own little world and the only thing that I do feel strongly about is that fact that I have a retard for a teacher. I think that if I wrote about that, I may fail the class.

As for the P90X, I have not been working out. Gary has started going to school and doesn't have time to work out most days anymore. He was the one pushing me. I need to be pushed to work-out. I have always been that way. But I am still strong. Just not losing the weight. Now also he is moving. Just across town, but still, he will no longer be there in the morning to workout with me. I am supporting him in this move, however sad it makes me. He is a good friend after all. I hope that he will still come over from time to time.

Other things. I was on my way to class a couple of weeks ago and stopped to get some smokes. Yeah, I know, I shouldn't be smoking, but I already explained why I am. Anyways, when I got back into my car, it would not start. I have yet to get it running and still have no clue as to what it is. It could be anything. I did get the battery tested and was told that it was a bad battery. I replaced the battery, and it still did not work. Oh well, hopefully I can save enough money to get it looked at and get it fixed. I have no idea how much it is going to cost though.

I'm sorry that it has taken so long for the update, but hopefully it won't be song long for updates in the future.

Pissin' Bush

That is my roommate Gary. The one that I have been working out with. I tried to go for the whole Puddle of Mudd "Come Clean" album cover, but he refused to pull his pants down. Actually to be honest, he didn't want me to take a picture at all. He doesn't want Ryan to know that he pisses on that bush. Notice how all the other bushes have flowers? That is the designated piss bush. If you don't know who Ryan is, he is the fella that owns the house. If something goes wrong he try's to blame it on someone, even if it isn't their fault. He can be quite a douche.

It has been too long since my last post. A lot has happened. Well, not really. I have just been working and going to school. I did take smoking back up. I realized something about my non-smoking episode, I only quit smoking for Gary. I love smoking, and I really don't want to quit. I only quit for Gary because he asked me too. Since I am not getting sex from him, it is pointless for me to not smoke for him. I guess. I don't know. Not smoking is the better thing to do, but it is pointless to quit for the wrong reasons. Now if Gary was a girl and I was getting some poon, then that would be a good reason to quit. But I'm not and it isn't, so I quit pretending to want to be a non-smoker. I realized this last Saturday. Gary and I went to the casino. It was the first time that I have ever been to a casino. While we were there, we were sitting in the bar, and there were a few honies there. They were all smoking. I just couldn't handle it anymore. So I bought a pack, and have been smoking ever since. Granted, I cannot afford it, but like an alcoholic, I will find a way.

Now, about my night at the casino. It was pretty fun. I went with the intention of spending 40 bucks and left with 63. All of which was won on the very last machine that I played. Gary and I were on the way so that Gary could go cash out, and I still had a 20. As we were walking past the a set of machines that didn't have anyone on them, I slipped the 20 in. Gary was all like, "Jared!!" Then I pushed a button. My amount went down from 20 to 10. Then I pushed the button again, and it kept going up and up until it landed on 63. Then it was time to go. A good night at the casino.

School has been good, even though I was late this morning. It is all good. I was still was able to get all of my work done in class, even that of which I missed that the teach put up on the board. I'm not sure what I am getting in this class, concidering that my teach hasn't given us our grades yet, but I am getting a perfect 100 in my comp II class. That is good. I think that I am doing weill in all of my classes. Speaking of classes, I need to download an article on motherboards tonight. It is do in the morning. Shit I forgot.

Well I am going to get on it. I need to get some sleep tonight anyways. I am quite tired.

Week Two

Well here it is, the second week of school. For some reason today, I have woken up at 6 a.m. God am I tired and I had no hope for going back to sleep, so I figured that I would make a post before Gary gets up and we get to work out.

As I mentioned in my last post, my first class was Comp II. It is a b.s. writing class where I have to write essays on other essays. Well, I just finished my last essay for today's class right before I went to bed last night (around 12:30 a.m.). That article had me so angry. It was about all the school shooting sprees from back in the '97-'98 school year. It did not include the Columbine shooting spree, because it was written before that, but it had all the others. Well anyways, the author John Ellis, had it out for the media (TV and the movies). He was blaming all of those shootings on TV and movies. He was saying that they desensitized children to the point that shooting sprees were fine and that if we didn't do something about the violence in movies and on TV that we might as well give up a civilized society. Like it is 100% the fault of movies and TV for these children to kill other kids. Fuck that guy. Those kids did not do what they did because of movies. They were seriously troubled kids that needed help that they did not receive. Anyways, it angered me. Angered me so badly that every time I would sit down to write my essays over this article, I would get so flustered. Flustered to the point where I was shaking and could not think straight. Why does this article bother me so much? I don't know. Maybe it is just because it was written by a fucking dolt that cannot see the truth and just bends things to fit in his own little and narrow sighted mind. Oh well, its over.

Well it is time to get up. Gary and I have to go lift some weights before we both have to scoot out of here before 8:30. I will try and get another post in today before I have to log into work. That may not happen, but I will promise you this, I will not be another week before posting. I have had a hectic week.

Delay

Sorry about the delay in my posting, I have been a bit busy these past few days. As you know, I had my first class yesterday. It was pretty good. I like my teach even though I think he is a homosexual. There is nothing wrong with homosexuals, but he seems like the kind that can be creepy. His humor makes up for the almost creepy vibe. It's a composition class, so that means I get to write. Yay. Too bad I cannot just write about things that I want to write about, but about stupid essays that other people wrote about topics I care nothing about with opinions that iritate me. Oh well. I will get over it and hopefully become a better writer.

Tomorrow is problem solving. It's a math class (I think). Hopefully it will be a breeze. I need to get thru a few bullshit classes before I get to the fun ones. Saturday is Intro to Personal Computers. It is a requirement for eveyone who goes there. I am sure I know a lot about personal computers, but there has to be some that I am going to learn in that class. After all, almost everything that I do know about pc's is self-taught. I am actually looking forward to that class. Really.

As for my working out these past couple of days... It's been going quite well. I have been keeping up with the work-outs and whatnot, but I have not been losing weight. I've been gaining it instead. I am up to a whopping 197lbs! It's pissing me off. It is almost as if I am doing all this working out for nothing. But I do feel healthier. I am scheduled to run 2 miles tomorrow morning with Gary. I am not sure how that is going to workout, but hopefully everything will be well. I think my lungs will be able to handle it. I have not smoked at all this week, and not including my litttle misshap over the weekend, it will be 3 weeks saturday that I have quit. The cravings are going down, but I still really want to smoke, if just to have something to do. I cannot wait until that passes as well. I have a feeling that it will never pass.

I am currently at work. I hate my job, hince why I am in school. I am getting sick and tired of all of these idiots that call in and think that they know better than I do. If you do, then DON'T CALL ME!. But thats just a pet peave. I really do not like dealing with the public, and I hate dolts. In my call center, we only deal with the bottom 10% of the AT&T users. In other words, I deal with all the idiots and the people that think that they know better than anyone else. I rarely get outage calls. It is these people that are driving me to smoke. I know that is a lie, since I have been smoking for 17 years and I have only been at this job for not even a year (my one year is at the end of the month), but it is making not smoking even harder. Today though, I am alright.

Anxiety

It is 11:19 Monday night. Tomorrow is my first day of class. I am more anxious than I thought that I would be. I had made a goal to get my room clean before Class started. Well, it's not clean, but at least I can see the carpet and my desk. Two things I have not seen in here for a very, very long time. I need to go to sleep so that I can be up with Gary and lifting weights by 7 a.m. and be done by 8 a.m. We both need to be showered and out of the door no later than 8:20 a.m. or so, so we need to be on the ball in the morning. I cannot go to bed yet. I still have to do my laundry. I still have a load that needs to go into the wash. But I suppose that I can throw them into the dryer in the morning.

I am feeling a bit hypocritical. If you all have been reading this post from the beginning, you would know that I started this blog with a strong passion about being the only person in this house that was doing the dishes and that I was not going to continue being the only one and that I was refusing to do the dishes until someone else did them. It went for quite awhile with no one doing the dishes. Well since then, I did the dishes the following day, and pretty much everyone else has pitched in doing the dishes. I did the the following day, and not since. I was bitching because no one was doing the dishes, and I just quit doing them. Well today they were quite gross, and I was feeling bad about not doing them, so I did them. But I didn't clean the kitchen. It is a mess. I however did not make the mess that is in there. I have not cooked anything in forever, and that stove is fucking terrible. I will probably go clean it here in a bit because I have to burn a little bit of time before I can switch around the clothes, but damn, I live with some really disgusting people. I mean everyone that lives here is super cool, but we're all a bit slobby, accept for Gary, he still has the military neatness in him. I was a slob even when I was in the military.

I don't know when I will be able to make my next post, but I will try to get one posted before I start work tomorrow. Ill let y'all know how school was. Hopefully it will be great. G'night all.

Update

So, as I posted before, I was supposed to have a big day the other day. I had a lot of things planned, most of which did not, but that's alright. I did workout, but not as muchg as I had planned. Oh well. Did not get new running shoes, but I did get a haircut and we did go to Pacific Seafood Buffet. That place is so amazing. If you live in the area, and like seafood or shusi, I highly recomend the joint. If you need directions, just click on the banner that I posted in the Mine: Big Day.

I have been majorly slacking in my excercising and in my non-smoking. Over the weekend, I broke down. I bought a pack, but they were not for me. They were for a friend who came over to our house to drink his sorrows away. He was just shitcanned and needed to drink. I got really drunk as well. I wound up smoking quite a bit that night. Hopefully I got it out of my system. I have been quite snippy lately.

And then yesterday, Gary and I were supposed to do some cardio. We went to the public pool instead. They have an awesome diving board there. I had quite a bit of fun, until at least this one little boy pissed me off. I'm here just having loads of fun jumping off of the high dive, very badly mind you, but I did not care. It was just good fun. Granted I was landing badly (I am not sure if you call it landing, or splashing but you get my drift), my entrance to the surface of the water was very bad. It didn't hurt though. But this one little shit kept yelling at me. "Do a slow summersult, like that guy" who was apparently one of his friends. This little fuck wasn't even going off of the high-dive. Hell, he was holding onto the edge in the 5ft section of the pool. But this heckler would not shut-the-fuck-up. So I just quit diving. It was either that or smash a 14-year-old's face in. I am still debating on which was the best choice.

This morning, we did finally work out, and Gary has finaly decided that he is going to quit smoking. I doubt that it will stick. He is the one that got me to quit smoking, we were to quit together. I have stuck to my guns, with a few minor acceptions, but for the most part, I have been smoke free for the better part of 3 weeks now. 3 weeks today that is. But I did tell him that if he continues to smoke, that I probably will take up smoking again. I hope that I don't, but I think that was just some ensentive for him to quit. We're supposed to be each other's backbones, and mine is getting weak.

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Self portrait gone wrong.

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Yay. So i am totally drunk right now. I tried to moble upload a pic of gary but it would not upload for some reason. Oh well here it is. I will add it to facebook from here though. I love u all.

Big Day

Well, today I did not want to get up. I did though, and before Gary. I was waiting on him to lift today. We have decided not to follow the P90X program to a 'T' because well, we don't have free weights. So we are sticking with the Bowflex on the lifting days. I'm lifting conciderably more than what I had started out with. Also today, Nena wants to do the Yoga with me and Erin wants to do some cardio with me. Which I really need to do both. It seems to me that I am doing way too much lifting and not nearly enough cardio that I need to do. I want to lose my fat stomach, not just get big arms.

Also I need to get a hair cut today. We all are going to make a family trip out of that. We all need haircuts. Also I need to buy some running shoes. If I am going to start running, I need a pair of non-skate shoes. That's all I wear. Lately I have been just getting the Wal-Mart brand skate shoes. But I like them. These are the current shoes that I wear. I really like them accept that they are a bit tight. They didn't have the size that I needed. If you don't like them, well at least I am the one that gets to wear them. The one thing about skate shoes is that they are not good for running. Granted they are just fine for running a few steps at a time, just long enough to jump on a moving board, but if you try running in them for distance, they will fall off or be really uncomfortable. In my case, they would fall off.

So, after we go get hour hair cuts, we are going to go out to this bomb-ass seafood buffet. I don't like seafood, but this place has the most amazing sushi. I'm not big on fish, unless you leave it raw and put it on a chunk of cooked rice.

That is the place, and it is so amazing. So if you're ever in Chandler, AZ, and want a kick-ass place for some seafood and sushi, go to Pacific. You will not regret it.

So that's my day. Lots of things to do, but I think that I'm going to start off with a nap. Yeah, that sounds good.

Disappointment

This morning I was to do the Yoga protion of the week for the P90X. I did not get up at 7. When I did finally get up, Gary was already off for work. But I am thinking that he had to leave early for work and was unable to do the Yoga this morning, but that just means that he is going to do it this afternoon. So anyways, I tried doing it by myself. I am a big boy afterall. Well too big a boy that is. Turns out, I am too big for Yoga. I kept falling over and my stomach kept getting in the way. The Yoga work-out is an hour and a half long. I made it almost 30 minutes. I am so disappointed in myself for not finishing.

Another Object for my disappointment is on the way to work yesterday, I had a smoke. The first in 2 and a half weeks, but it was still a smoke. Hopefully I will not go back down that path. I am a quiter, I just don't want to be a quiter at quiting.

Fun times

Last night, I took a buddy home after work. Hadn't planned on staying, but he invited me in for a beer. Well, that turned into two beers, and then a trip to the bar, which turned into several more. We played some pool. I played very poorly. I was ashamed to say that I have a pool table at my house, I played that badly. Granted, I am used to my table, which is by no means regulation in any way, it's more of a mutt-sized. I like it. Then we went back to his place and listened to music and ate some food, which was good because I still had to drive home. I was by no means drunk, mind you, but it was very late by the time that I left. The sun was starting to rise. It was about 4:30 when I got home, which gave me about 2 and a half hours to sleep before P90X. I left a note for Gary that he was probably going to have to wake me.

So, I wake up, feeling great. The sun was shining, the birds were chirping. It was going to be a great day. But it seemed like it was the middle of the day. So I looked at my clock. It was only 6:40. Then it hit me. The lack of sleep. The beers from the night before. It felt like a ton of bricks, and I was miserable. I fell back asleep almost instantly. It took Gary a couple of attempts to actually wake me. But I got up.

This morning's workout wasn't so bad. They seem to be getting easier, but in no means does that mean that they are easy. I think that I am just getting used to actually working out, and that I am getting stronger. Since some of the workout today was dealing with a lot of weights, free weights that is, and we don't have any free weights, we decided to cut the video short and use the Bowflex instead. Well we kind of had to. I felt quite proud of myself. One of the exercises that we did, I was able to start out with what I maxed out on last week, and went up from there. I am definitely getting stronger.

This is starting to pay off. I have more energy during the day, and I am breathing better. I think that is also because of the whole non-smoking as well, but yeah. I really don't know how much longer that I can last on that. We will see.

Feel the Burn

This morning I got to do that first P90X video that totally kicked my ass last week, or was it the week before? I don't remember, the first video that I did, the one that was in the post Mine: P90-Fuck me , yeah that one. It didn't seem nearly has hard, or maybe I just did not put in as much effort as before because Gary wasn't there. You see, he had to go to work early today and did not have time to work out. He is still going to do the work out, but it won't be until this afternoon.

I have not lost anymore weight yet, but while working out I was looking in the mirror, (we have a wall in our workout room that is essentially one big mirror), and it looks like my gut fat is hanging lower. I know, that's really disgusting, but I think that this routine is starting to do its job.

If you haven't noticed I have put a link to the P90X website on this page. I think that it is important to have it there since I have been talking about it so much lately. Now if anyone has any questions about the program, there is a direct link. On the site, you can purchase the program, sign up for the newsletter, there is even a chat forum so that you can ask any questions or get help form other P90X users. Also the nutrition guide is there.

Monday

Today is Monday. The first day of the P90X routine. Today we did a bunch of push-ups and pull-ups, although I cannot do a single pull-up. Instead I did a similar exercise on the Bowflex machine. We were also supposed to do this ab workout, which Gary decided not to do at this time because he was just half-assing it because it was quite beat from the hour long upper body routine. He promised that he would do it later. I on the other hand will have to do it in a little bit. I am not sure that I will be able to accomplish this task. I have done this particular video before, it is only about 15 minutes or so, but most of the exercises I can barely do because of my massive gut. I don't want to focus too much on abs until I lose some of my gut, otherwise it will make my stomach look bigger.

I am not losing much weight yet, but that is coming. My legs are feeling stronger and my butt is shaping up nicely, although you cannot tell from the pants that I wear. Oh well, at least I know that it is. It used to be quite flat and not shapely at all. It is starting to round out and become more firm, yet it is still soft. Which is good. After all, who wants to sit on a rock every time that they sit down? Not me I say.

As my body starts to take on a better shape, I will be posting pics of it here. At present, I do not look much better than my first pics that I have posted. That will change with time. Hopefully not too much time, otherwise it will indicate that I am slacking in my workout and basically wasting my time. And that is no good.

Now that I am getting up at 7:30 in the morning, I have a bunch of time to do some much needed cleaning. I need to get my room presentable. Well I don't need do, but I am tired of living like a slob. I have for the majority of my life. I think I will also utilize this time to clean the house. Yes it did get cleaned the other day, but like I have said before, I do live with a bunch of slobs, and with as many people that I live with, it does get quite messy very fast. Hell, we haven't even cleaned up from when we had that "party" on Friday night. Oops. I am doing some much needed laundry right now, including my sheets. I don't think that I have washed them since I have moved in here. Yes, I know, that's disgusting. Like I have said before, I am a lazy slob.

Well, I suppose I should get back to cleaning up. I have much to do. I would also like to work on my story today, but there is much cleaning to be done and I do need to do that other video. To be honest, I think I would rather take a shower and then a nap. I did not get much sleep last night. I think that I actually fell asleep around 2:30 or so. Not much sleep for the amount of exercise that I did this morning. I think that I am NOT going to do that other video but I will take the trash out and pick up the game room (mostly just the beer bottles from the party on Friday), take a shower and put my clothes in the drier and take a nap. I want my room clean before I start school, and that means that I have another week before it needs to be done. That sounds like a plan to me.

Making Adjustments

I am rearranging a few things on here trying to make it look a little better. If you cannot tell, I am really bored at work. If I you don't like what I have done, please let me know, and I will change it. I am just trying out a few things. I want spruce up this place a little bit and maybe try and get more people in here.

Bitching

Ya know, I should probably quit bitching as much as I have been about my roommates. I love them really. Not in a sexual sorta way, especially considering none of them likes penis (other than Dan's girlfriend, but then she IS Dan's girlfriend). I really have no room to bitch at all. I am a lazy slob. Granted I do not leave a mess behind in the game room, and I have been known to clean the kitchen up a bit more than some of the others in the house, but you should see my room. You cannot even see the floor or my desktop. I am by far the biggest slob that I know. I just hate being the only one cleaning the kitchen, but they started helping out before the party, and I do have a tendency to leave empty beer bottles out, well not so much, I usually pitch them when I'm on my way to get another, Gary leave them out though (that is the only thing that he is sloppy about so I refuse to complain about that).

About the TV etiquette that I was bitching about last night, I was just irritated. Granted, they had no right to change the channel, but I had been home alone almost all day, and I was grumpy. I don't know why, I just was. I get quite irritated as of late, and I just felt like bitching about something.

Now back to my work out update. Today Gary and I were supposed to do an hour long stretch video to prepare us to start the P90X routine. If you've been following this before, you might be asking, "I thought you were already doing the P90x routine." The answer to that is kind of. We have been doing a combo of P90x and Bowflex. It was a routine that Gary had put together for the two of us. He would pick and choose which videos that we would do, and then we would lift weights on the Bowflex, and the time of the day was always different. Starting tomorrow morning at 7 a.m., we will be following the correct P90X routine as it was planned out.

How well has this worked out for me so far you might ask, well I have actually put on weight. I am a bit disappointed about that, but it happened. I am thinking that the weight may start to fall off soon, but currently my weight is shifting around and starting to build some muscles before the weight starts to fall off. I am currently standing taller, and my stomach doesn't seem as big as it once was, accept for today while I was doing the stretches. There were a few positions that I was in where my gut looked huge and pure fat. It was so disgusting.

So anyways, today we we're to do the stretching to help prepare us for the start of the P90X routine. Gary was so hung over from last night, that he didn't make it. Hopefully he will do it later today when he is feeling better. But he looked pretty rough this morning.

Well, I need to cut this short, or at least stop for now. It is almost time to log into the phone. I am at work at the moment. 2 minutes before the start of a shitty day. Hopefully it will be slow enough today that I can make another post or two. I may even start another blog. I don't know what about yet, but I have been thinking about making one strictly for my work out update. I don't know, but I have to log in now.

TV Etiquette

So, before, in my very last post, I mentioned how I was watching a movie on tv I got up to use the bathroom and my roommates just up and changed the channel on me? Well it happened again. We were all watching the new Dane Cook special on Comedy Central and one of the roommates just up and decides to put on the latest Family Guy episode that we have all seen like 5 times, and it has only been out for 6 days. His girlfriend bitched about it, but he said that she was just watching it. Apparently I have no opinion in what we watch.

Today

The party last night was not much of a party. It was quite chill. I would not call it a party at all. I did drink quite a bit though. Oh, and I did touch Potter's penis. His girl smiled when I did. It was actually pretty fun.

Today has not been so great. I have been having quite a blah day. Oh well. My workout with Gary was the only highlight. I have been home all day, mostly by myself, and things just are not that great for me. I miss smoking and every little thing is bothering me. When some of my roommates got home, just a few minutes ago, I was watching "Coming to America". It was making me happy, I guess. Well I get up to go to the bathroom, and one of my roommate had took my seat and another changed the fucking channel. Granted I like what they changed it to, but it was the end of "Accepted", whereas I was watching the other from the beginning.

No respect. I get no respect. I understand how Gary feels. I will be sad to see Gary leave, but if he does, I will understand. I don't see myself living here much longer if he does leave.

My buddy

An old friend from when I was in the NAVY just send me a message on myspace with this really really sad story about how he needs this record contract to save his little girl and gain custody of her because she is not take care of their daughter. The mother is on drugs like cocaine and zanax, she has recienty been arrasted for prostitution. Here is his song that he is trying to get published.

Weekend

At last. It's the weekend. Well my weekend at least. Did some cardio with Gary this morning. It was kinda fun, there was some things on that video that seemed a bit too easy, and some things that I couldn't do at all. But for the most part, a really great work out. I felt like running afterwards, kinda. I was a bit tired, and not hungover this time. But the shoes I wear are not for running. They are skate shoes. Good for running a few steps at a time as you're jumping onto a board, but thats about it. They will fall off if I attempt to do some actual running in them.

Even though I have been working out, I think I'm actually getting fatter. I've been trying not to eat as much, and have been pretty successful for the most part, but I really do feel fatter. I think I look fatter as well. But then again, I am not currently wearing a shirt.

I want to start smoking again. I love smoking. I miss smoking. These are what I want >>>>>>>>>>>>> I want these are amazing. But I will go without. Who knows how much longer I can last not smoking. I don't think that it's going to be much long. At least another week. I am broke. No money for Jared even if he wanted to smoke, he can't. What a loser. Oh well.

Tonight is the night of that party that I was bitching about. Wait, I'm not sure if I mentioned it on here. My roommates decided to have a party, and I found out on twitter by someone that doesn't even live here. It kinda pissed me off. Oh well. I hope that they realize that pretty soon I am not going to be able to stay up with there friends. The last time that they had a party, they all passed out hours before anyone left. I didn't mind staying up with them. After all, for the most part, they are my friends as well. I don't have too many of my own friends out here. I just haven't been here long enough for that I guess. Oh well. They have good taste in people. It's going to be fun. It's a birthday party for two of my roommates.

Since I have started keeping this blog, I have not been writing on my book. I feel quite disappointed in myself for that. I think that I will start working on my book here in a little bit. I'm kinda tired right now. Thinking of laying down for a few. Maybe I will have some more weird dreams. Since I have been working out, I have been having really weird dreams. Maybe I'll start a blog all about them. Then again, maybe not. This one is enough all on its own.

Some dumb reason.

It's weird. I have never been one for keeping a journal or bitching a lot. I have usually kept everything pent up inside and never let no one know how I was feeling. I did keep a journal once, but that was when I went to Spain. I wrote in that thing at least once everyday. Usually it was when we were getting home from the square, fucking trashed. I got so drunk almost every night that I was there, it was crazy, mad fun. But anyways, what was I saying? Oh yeah, I have always kept my thoughts and feelings inside and never wrote them down or let others know what was going on in my head. I suppose that is why I had been such a depressed teen, and very suicidal. No one accept for one counclier that I had in middle school ever picked up on it. And even she got fired from her job, and then there was no one to help. Oh well, I survived.

Since I have been writing this thing, I seem to be happier. I don't know why, I seem to bitch a lot on here. Maybe that is why. I be venting. Well, it's just weird for me.

Anyways, my work out with Gary this morning was pretty good. My back muscles are all sore as fuck now, but my legs are finally working properly. Gotta get up in a few hours to do some cardio. I can't wait.

My day was a good day, for the most part. Woke up with Gary and worked out, either drunk or hungover, not quite sure, but it was a hard and good workout. Had a great shower and a nice long nap before having to go to work. I had some crazy ass dreams, they were pretty amazing. Woke up to a kitchen that was being cleaned. That made me really happy. Then I was having a fantastic day at work (weird I know, 2Wire really blows) until my last call. It made me so angry. I wanted to stab the guy in the face multiple times. Over and over and over (you get the picture). At one point during the call, Dan came over, and I explained to him what I wanted to do to this guy. He responds to me by saying, "You have been so angry lately and I don't know how to take it." Then he promptly left the building. I usually am a really easy going guy. I am a pacifist, usually. But for some dumb reason, I have been really, really angry lately.

Oh yeah, I quit smoking.

Finally

Lastnight, at the end of my shift, for some stupid reason that I don't even know, I got really depressed. So when I got home I got drunk. I got even more pissed when I got home and saw that no one had done the dishes yet either. You know, I've been quite anxious about that for some stupid reason lately. Anyways, I got retarded drunk. I believe that I even took a drag or two off of a smoke. Fucking dumb. Oh well, I'm not going to count that. I was drunk and it wasn't a full smoke. I wound up going to bed really late, about 3 o'clock or so.

This morning I was up at 8, with Gary to workout. Today we lifted weights. Finally I am no longer sore, at least in my legs. Over the past few days, my legs have been really wobbly. Instead, my back and my arms are all sore. That is to be expected though. We worked out for about an hour and a half, switching between lifing and working out the abs with that P90X guy. I swear, that guy is out to kill me. The entire time I was working out, I was either still drunk or really hungover. I'm not really sure which. All I know is that I felt horrible.

As soon as we were done, I jumped into the shower. That felt so good. I got one of those massage shower heads, I put that on and gave myself a back massage with it. It was sooooo good. Then I got out and passed the fuck out until it was time to come to work

When I awoke this afternoon, Erin was doing the dishes. FINALLY!! Too bad it was her, she is the only other of the roommates that I have ever seen do the dishes. But they got done. That kinda made my day.

I am going to cut this short because I actually have to log into work. Suck. Another fun filled day of getting idiots connected to the interwebs.

The AC man

Our AC went out a few days ago. It hasn't bothered be because well, I enjoy the heat and all of my roommates enjoy the house so could that I have to wear a hoody inside. That isn't so pleasant being here in Arizona because well, too much drastic changing from hot to cold and then cold to hot can put too much strain on the body and cause a person to become sick. But anyways, we have known for a couple of days that the AC man was coming today to install the new AC unit. Yesterday, two of my roomies were here all day, and another left work after only a couple of hours. Ya would think that one of them might decided to clean up the kitchen a little so that he doesn't think that we are all total slobs? Apparently not.

Also apparently last night we had a bunch of guests over. The place was a wreck. I am glad that I was at work. I would have been totally embarrassed. I am embarrassed enough right now, and I have not even seen the AC guy yet. Just been hiding in my room. I snuck out to use the bathroom and to get something to drink. Hahaha. But the guy is probably going to be here all day. There is not going to be any avoiding him.

I am thinking of just breaking down and doing the dishes. Just saying fuck it, and do them, and just treating everyone like shit. They are already expecting me to be treating them like shit anyways because of the whole non-smoking thing anyways. I'm just tired as shit of cleaning up after them. Not all of them mind you, just one or two of them. I mean, I am a total slob. Seriously I am, but I keep my slobbiness to myself. It's in my bedroom. When it comes to the rest of the house, like the kitchen or the game room, places where our friends and guests come over, those places need to be clean. As for as our bathroom, that place is always clean. I'm sorry, but I can't shit in a dirty bathroom. I make sure that place is clean. I don't mind scrubbing my own toilet. Won't do it for job, not again, not ever again, hopefully, but I will make sure my own bathroom is clean.

Today, if Gary doesn't have another job (he had to be at a lady's house by 8 this morning, but nothing else planned afterwords), we are going to do Kempo. That's one of the P90X videos. It's like some sort of martial arts that involves a bunch of kicking, I think. I will let you know how it turns out.

Damnit

This morning was to be the second day of my work out sessions with Gary. We were to lift weights today, or something. Well for some stupid reason, I just woke up at like 430 this morning and couldn't go back to sleep. So I got online and messed around a bit. In the midst of messing around on the net, I passed out. My alarm went off and I turned it off without knowing that I did. When I finally awoke again, it was after 9am, and Gary is gone now. Oops. I guess that means that I have to do the video on my own. I suppose that I can do that. After all, I am not a baby. I don't need Gary to hold my hand every step of the way. I just don't know which video I am supposed to do.

There, I just sent Gary a txt. Hopefully he will respond and let me know which video. I'm sure he will. Well, I guess Gary didn't even work out today, will this morning at least. He had to hurry out the door, had to start work early this morning. but I did find out what I need to do this morning.

Also, he found out about this bar that is right around the corner from us where we will be able to find all kinds of honeys. I guess he went there last night with one of his friends that he has known since he has moved the the states, about 13 or 14 years or some shit like that, and there were all kinds of fine women there. He was too high to be able to approach any, or even talk to the ones that were approaching him. That's what you get Gary for continuing to smoke when we decided to quit smoking together. Karma is a bitch ain't she? Oh well, he says that he is definitely going to quit smoking today, but I am sure there is more behind it than the whole not being able to talk to girls. The other roomies probably screwed him over again. They have done it more than once, that is why he wanted to quit in the first place. I suppose I will find out why later.

Anyways, I suppose I should go work out now. then I think I will do my laundry. Actually I will start my laundry first. It is starting to get late in the day and I do have to work. I also have to leave for work early, because the other , the ones that I work with, don't have a car. Oh speaking of which, damnit. Grrr. Fucking Dan. I do not blame Erin for me having to give her a ride seeing how her truck was hit by a drunk driver a couple of weeks ago while Dan was driving. that sucks, yes. But Dan has a car. It is not plated or insured and it needs a new battery. Well his mother is supposed to be getting him insurance. So that means that he just has to get a new batter and to get it plated. That alone will cost a couple of hundred of bucks. Well, instead of getting that done this week, and we only get paid every two weeks, Dan decides to buy a fucking laptop. Fuck you Dan. Why arn't you getting your fucking car fixed so that you can give yourself and Erin a ride to work and also your girlfriend. I don't usually mind, but he rarely gives me gas money, even when he says that he is going to.

Dan, get your car fixed. Please. And maybe, do the dishes. I have yet to see you wash a dish, accept to eat a bowl of cereal. Oh and also, the dishes still need to be washed.

Chillin

So I have made my first couple of posts today. It has been quite fun. Work today sucked balls because I was supposed to get paid double-time and a half for being there all day long, but we weren't getting any calls. The managers decided to take calls for the other line of business that we have there, but unfortunately my tools will not allow me to log in. So I had either the option to go home with no penalties or I could take calls with tools that don't work and not be able to take the calls properly. Besides, I do not want to work on the other side, that's why I am on the side that I work at. So I went home. I still got paid for 8 hours of work that I did not even do. So it's all good. I guess.

But now, I am home. Well to be honest, I have been off for a few hours, but I just got back with my other roommates. The house is freezing, but only in one room. I hate it. It is warmer than fuck in my bedroom, I am okay with that, at least I will not have to wear a hoody in there. But the room that we all hang out in, the game room, where the pool table is, where the tv is, is so fucking cold. The "swamp cooler" (thats what it's called) is right above the fucking couches, and is running almost constantly. It shuts off for a few seconds, and then turns back on.

Now on top of everything, they are watching the gayest show. Well I guess it's not really gay, but it's fucking retarded. The Bachelorette. And damn, they have to fucking blare the fucking tv. I am the old one. I should be the one with hearing loss. I will have hearing loss after living in this house. Thank god that damn show is over now. Just ended. Now its that new newlyweds show. It might actually be funny. But damn, does the tv have to be so fucking loud?

Sorry, I started this blog so that I would have a place to rant. Basically bitch about things that are pissing me off. Mainly because I need someplace to vent. Like I have stated earlier, I have reciently quit smoking. and hell, its fucking stressful. If I don't vent, I will more than likely go off on someone about some dumb bullshit. So all my ranting about dumb bullshit will go in here.

Also, the other reason for this blog is for me to keep track of my how well I am keeping up with Gary with his P90X. One day down, too many to go. My ass was totally kicked today. It fucking sucked. Then I weighed myself, and realized that I really need to do this. As you can tell, I have already posted pics of how out of shape I am. Hopefully in a relatively short period of time, some results will be noticeable. I am so fucking sore.

Starting in June, I will be starting school. It will be very fun and I hope that I will be able to keep up with all the work. Working full-time and school full-time, I have my work cut out for me. So I will have a very full day. Working out every morning, followed school 3 days a week, and then a full 8 hours of work, (if you consider talking to morons work), and getting up the next day and doing the same. I will not have a weekend. Which sucks. On my days off of work, I have school.

Also, I have started my book. Yes I am writing a book. Well at this point, it is just a very shitty beginning of a story. Nina says that it is good. She is the only person that has read it so far. Hopefully I will be able to work on it and still be able to keep up with the rest of my day. I don't expect this book to be done for a very, very long time. I am also hoping that writing this will help me with my writing skills. It may, then again, I may just get distracted. We will see what happens.

Finally, just an update. If you have already read my first post, (considering that I have no followers yet, I don't believe that anyone has read it yet), I have not done the dishes yet. They are still piling up, and almost every dish in the house is dirty. I am going t o wait until someone else does this. Also, I did kinda give in a bit and kinda picked up the game room, at least picked up beer bottles, some of which might have been mine, and the one Mountain Dew can. None of the rest of this filth is mine. It was a bit embarrassing earlier today because the owner of the house came over and was giving me weird looks which made me think that he was judging me for not cleaning the house when it defiantly needed it. I am sticking to my guns about this though. I will keep you informed about this.

P90-Fuck me

So, Gary, my roommate has finally gotten me to work out with him. OMFG!! That P90X is a bunch of shit. I got my ass handed to me on a platter. I finished it, thought that I was going to puke, but I finished it. Apparently this was the hardest workout in the program. Why he chose this one for me to start on, I have no idea. I am a fat and lazy slob. Seriously. I mean, I could be worse, but that is how I see myself.

Today I weighed myself. I am the fattest that I have ever been. I am at a whopping 196lbs! I know I know, that ain't so bad. Well it is for me. Granted, I have never had a body that anyone coveted. I have always had a beer gut. My mother has pics of me when I was 4 or 5 wearing only a pair of jean cutoffs, and I even had a beer gut then. Now it's just bigger and hairier. Plus I have a set of tits to match it. Well I am painting a really nasty pic. But that is how I see myself. I suppose that is why I agreed to do this P90X stuff in the first place.

I took a couple of pics right after I was done, when I was getting ready to jump into the shower. If I can figure out how to put them on this post, I will post them for you.

Okay, so that wasn't so hard. Just had to email them to myself and press a button. God I am so disgusting without clothes and a hat on. But that is going to change. Hopefully.

Oh, btw, I am going on week two of no smoking. I hope I don't start that one back up. Don't get me wrong. I love smoking. I miss smoking. I'm not even really sure why I really quit. Everyone knows that it wouldn't be for health reasons because I don't really have anything to live for. accept for maybe to finish my book, which I have just started writing.

Well anyways, I have to go. I have to eat now, after that work out, I am famished.

My First

So, this is my first blogging post. Not quite sure what to put here so I'm just going to rant for a bit.

Right now, its awful early, I was supposed to get up early and start working out with one of my roommates, but he hasn't gotten up yet, which I'm kind of glad about because I am a lazy bastard. I just recently just quit smoking at the encouragement of that same roommate. He said that if I quit smoking cigarettes, that he would quit smoking pot. Well it's been over a week since I've had a smoke, and he didn't last a day without weed. He kept forgetting that he promised me that he would quit smoking the stuff. Not that I have anything wrong with it. I don't, in fact, I believe that it should be legal. I just don't like the stuff. I smoked it for many years, but just decided one day to quit. I become someone that I don't like when I smoke it.

But anyways, I am supposed to start working out this morning. I am not looking forward to it. I am a lazy bastard. I just want to look good naked, I just don't have the will power to do the work. That, and I love food. Ya know, the kind that is really unhealthy for you. Like the candy bars (Reese Fastbreaks are my favorite) and the McDonald's and the In'N'Out Burger with everything animal style. That place is so amazing. But if I am going to work out, what is the point of eating extremely unhelathy? It would be like working without a purpose. If I do start working out, I will need to kick my horrible eating habbits. I know, but I love food soo much. Speaking of which, I think I am going to make myself some breakfest. Cereal and toast. That sounds good.

GODDAMMIT!!! There are six fucking people that live in this house, and for some fucking reason I am the only person that washes the fucking dishes. Well fuck that shit. I refuse to wash them again, at least until someone else does them. If that means I don't have cereal this morning, fine. If it means I don't drink from a clean glass, fine. I don't fucking care. I am tired of living with slobs that don't clean after themselves. Granted, my room is a fucking mess, but that is my area. I don't have to impress anyone. but we have loads of friends that stop by from time to time. I am tired of being the only one to keep the common areas clean. Sure, I will keep my shit up in the game room, but I am refusing to clean after anyone else. For a time at least, and as far as the dishes are concerned, I will not do them again for awhile. Like I have said, I am the only one that does them. Well, Erin has done them in the past, but not in the last month or so.

Well, not all of my roommates are slobs. Gary is a very clean guy. He has gotten tired of cleaning up after the dirty ones too.

So I guess I will just be hungry for the time being. I shouldn't eat breakfast anyways. I will just be hungry all day long if I do.

Oh no, I think Gary is up. If that means what I think it means, I am probably going to have work out now. So have a good day everyone and I will let you know how the workout goes.