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Welcome

Welcome to the wonderful mind of a naked dude. Well, to be perfectly honest, I am not really naked. My roommates would not like that. Well one of them told me that he wouldn't mind me being naked, but he doesn't want me naked around his girlfriend I'm sure, who just so happens to live here now, and one of my other roommates is a lesbian, so naked penises scare her or something. I don't know. But anyways, I doubt any of them will find a way to my blog.

So I say again, welcome to the mind of a dude that wishes he could be naked all of the time.

My boy José

Sorry about the shitty quality, but remember, this was taken with a cell phone.

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

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.

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