do you know that instead of studying, reading or going to rice, i'm here at home, listening to 28 days later in the living room and writing in my blog. it beats being at home with 28 days later in the background and filling out a questionaire that some investigator will have to do his job on. NO NOT THAT KIND OF "JOB".

so, i'm an alternate to some guy/girl. i've never been an alternate when it comes to jobs. that's just something demeaning and will probably feed my inferiority disorder.

Matt, Mary, enjoyed myself immensely yesterday. the sitting and drinking coke and eating a muffin. just couldn't hold my excitment back. i think it was the environment. and i think the pollen count was high, so it may have seemed i was on drugs, but i was. just kidding! can't make jokes like that anymore. that's the sad part. if i get the job(a year from now), i'll probably be fired because of one dumb joke too many. and according to tommy lee jones in MIB, "we at the ****** don't have a sense of humor that we are aware of."

figured out that suv's eat gas like i eat muffins (fast). then again, i eat just about anything fast. hey, when it's good, it's good. still waiting for paper work on the xterra. got my first insurance card two days ago. it's actually a card and not a sheet of paper. i'm aweful! no, my last insurance wasn't from "fake insurance, inc." it was from "do it yourself insurance agency".

YOU SEE! I CAN'T HELP MYSELF!! Bad jokes seem to fly out of my mind almost as fast as my paychecks are spent.

so, in order to stop, i'm going to talk dirty to you. remember, this doesn't mean that we'll "take long hot showers in the wee hours of the morning and swop spit." (according to clint eastwood in heart break ridge). jeez, can you tell that i watch way too much television. i'm amazed that i don't have ADD.

pretty light. it flickers white, blue and yellow.

the roses are so red. awwwwww.

sorry, what was i doing.

oh!

well, i'll let you all process this blog. enjoy yourselves and remember...only you can...

pretty horse........

felt like writing. didn't know what to write. this wasn't satisfying. too much in head.

so...guess what i did on saturday? well not i, par se, but what "v" drove me around to do? NOOO!!! not that! well, i went car shopping. i got a 2002 blue xterra. it's awesome and i found myself wishing that dlc were all in houston to partake in my joy. after all those years of dlc saying that i needed a bigger car, now that i have a bigger car, none are around to enjoy it with me. "v" and i test drove a tribute first. we liked, but i was stubborn about an xterra. she was patient with me about the whole deal and we ended up at what has become my most favorite place in the whole world. (i'll only put the name of the place in writing if they give me a discount for advertising.) anyway, we spent several hours at this place even after the associate guy person dud told us it would only take 15 minutes. longest 15 minutes i've ever spent anywhere. now, well, you can only imagine how stressed i am about finding another job. I CAN"T STRESS "OTHER" JOB ENOUGH! i was hoping for a job to take this place of this one. at least in the long run. it seems that i'll need two for the car alone. doesn't matter, though. all this time i was anxious about my credit. now i know that i should atleast have a good enough credit line. talk about committment, though. that's alright, it's worth it. first time i've had a car under 5 years old with less than 100,000 miles on it. maybe, one day, when dlc is in one place, we can ride into the sunset. or maybe even september when Paul gets married in louisville.

anyway, had an interview about FBI entry level position that i had applied to this passed septmeber. i was so nervous, i beleive that i passed out atleast three times. anyway, "v", goddaughter, "n" (goddaughters mom) and my mom went to the mall to pick out shirt and tie for my new suit. okay, semi-new suit. looked awesomely great in my charcoal black suit, grey shirt and light blue tie, that i almost fell in love with my self. okay, that was too narcisistic. anyway, all the person wanted to know was if i still wanted the job, but that it was going to take 12 months in order to complete the paper work. i was hoping for three months, TOPS! anyway, i still have to find a job to get me through the rest of the year. i felt even better when "v" let me drive her lexus. now, picture this!!!! me, suit and tie, car wash, shiny lexus. now i may be describing a shouffer, but talk about confidence boost. the looks of disgust and envy on the faces of the people around me. although, it may have been the fact that my zipper was down. i'm not sure on that point. anyway, it was one of those beat-me-on-the-head-with-a-steel-pipe kind of days.

adieu, adieu!
parting is such sweet sarrow.

But there's no marrow in this story. This shakespearing throw-back has a double meaning. First and foremost, WHY IS EVERYONE LEAVING THEIR BLOGS? It's so sad being alone. I almost feel rejected.

Second, I killed my car. After all these four years of driving the same old shitty car, I finally did him in. What can I say, I didn't just to watch him bleed. There was oil everywhere. I think the knocking was the worst of the ordeal. He made it home before he died. Strong fellow. Got to give him props for that.

On to a better, more sophisticated vessel. wish me luck, and can you spare a dime?