I got home early today, and was totally planning on banging out a post, but first, I wanted to try to get the permalinks to work…. well after 2 hours I’m done. Screw it. Miltown is talking about me posiibly having the reinstall word press…. at this point, I don’t have the ambition to do so.
There’s always tomorrow folks.
Mojo – 4.5
Workout – 4.5
Health – 5
Attitude – 4.0
Motivation – 4.5
I have to say. Eating is very important… I had absolutely no energy tonight at the gym. So I punished myself by lowering the weight even more and further decreasing the time between the sets. I still managed to get a good one in never the less. I guess I should tell you that I din’t eat today.
The Xmas party for the company was last week Friday, and I still have assholes bitching.
I also think I have stumbled across a good way to express my frustrations… and I’m not telling how.
Today, some crazy ass lady I know basically told me I was immature… You know who you are crazy lady 
… I know you stop by to read every once and again. We were discussing how women mature faster then men, and me being the asshole that I am, said, ‘except for me’… and she said, ‘no, you still have some maturing to do,’ and I say, ‘how so…’ she says, ‘your car.’
What’s wrong with my car? I don’t think there is anything childish about it. If driving a minivan is mature… then eff growing up. I also don’t have the desire to spend a bunch a money on a car that will depreciate quickly, or simply is just a piece of crap (reliability)…. ahem… BMW, Mercedes, Audi. (But when I get some disposable cash… I’ll think about it.)
Now to be fair… I guess if you have kids, or a crap load of dogs, you end up driving a vehicle that is tagged as being more mature… IE minivan/SUV/station wagon. But also keep in mind, having dependants doesn’t make you any more mature than the next guy.
Lesson…. Don’t judge a man by his car, but how clean it is…
this editor is acting up soo…
Time to do it… sleep that is
Mojo – 4
Workout – 4.5
Health – 5
Attitude – 4.0
Motivation – 3.5
I just kinda hung around for the day and caught up on some much needed house work. Clean clothes, clean toilet, and a fridge full of food… what more can a guy ask for?
I started the day off by heading to the gym as usual. I have to say, my workouts lately have been pretty good. I had a small problem with my left shoulder by the time i got to my last set of exercises for the day… but not to worry, I cut is short, because I don’t like to push myself under those conditions. I never understood those guys in the gym who complain about something being in sever pain, as they proceed to push out another set using an extreme amount of weight. I think it’s a tad slow adapting to my new routine, but I figure if I keep it stretched out, and only push it to the point of it hurting, it will catch up with the other.
I’ll still be ready for you miltown!
Mojo – 4.3
Workout – 0
Health – 5
Attitude – 4.2
Motivation – 3
Sorry folks… I know it has been a while… you can thank FF3 fro that. After I get done with that, don’t expect it to get any better, because I will probably start FF12 shortly afterwards.
So last time we met, we talked I mentioned work and a story… well it goes a little somthin like this. My right hand wo-man at work is the one who usually sets up the Christmas party… Now, the one thing that pisses her off mare than anything, is when people make a commitment to show, and don’t…(happens every year) and I agree with her, being that I am the one that has to pay for it. Most places will ask you for a head count, and whether that amount of people show or not, the price stays the same. As we are spending approximately 30+ bucks / plate, you can se how absence can become quickly irritating.
So the invites go out; on them is the time that the party is to start, the location. ect. she also wrote, ‘If you are not 100% sure you can make it, don’t bother turning in a sheet.’ two weeks go by, and on the third, the week of the party, you guessed it… here come the excuses/complaints. Why is it a fancy place? Why is it Italian food? Why does it start so early? Mofos trying to back out.
Ever hear the saying, never look a gift horse in the mouth? I got so tired of hearing this crap, that I had to say something, and nip all of the excuses in the bud. The initial notice went out three weeks prior… If you have some input, don’t wait until the week of to share. If you don’t want to go, keep your effin mouth closed and don’t go.
The complaints about the time it started were the loudest though. Me being the nice guy that I am, told them, if they complete their work early on Friday, they can leave… Then I get all of this lip about needing to get hours in. So once again, I tried to work something out. I told them they can work late anytime during the rest of the week, and work it out with their supervisor to come in early on Friday. This whole process took about thirty mins… after we came to some sort of agreement, I went upstairs to check on some things, when I returned, I found out the the bitch that was screaming the loudest about getting her hours in took off 15 minutes early…
Now I’m pissed cause this broad wasted 30 mins of my time.
Next year I’ma get them 2 cheese pizzas and let them fight over them on their 30 min lunch break.
Happy Holidays 
P.S.
The girl left work 1.5 hours early, and still showed up late!
You’ve got to believe in something…
Mojo – 4
Workout – 4
Health – 5
Attitude – 4.0
Motivation – 3.5
Why not believe in me?
I was going to open a can of worms… but after a few minutes of thought… decided to save it for another day. The ignorance of some people never ceases to amaze me.
What a long week… As some… most of you guys/gals may know, my birthday was this past Saturday… Unlike miltowns birthday, mine was pretty uneventful. However, I did have the chance to do lunch with some old friends that I have not seen in quite a long time…
For my international audience; It’s cold as shit here… approx. -5 degrees centigrade. We had out first major snow storm last week Friday… dumped about 35cm (10 inches-ish). I have to say… I don’t recall not being ready for winter, but this year did kinda catch me off guard.
I’d like to say thanks to miltownmom for digging out the sidewalk of one of my properties
I really have to stop waiting until the end of the day to try and bang out a post… After the stress of the day, the gym after work, and then the ‘itis’ kicking in after dinner, my mind and the ability to transfer my thoughts are completely shot.
Case and point… I just remembered a crazy situation that surfaced at work today… I have to hear the other side of the story, but will definitely let you know the outcome tomorrow.
Mojo - 4
Workout - 3
Health - 5
Attitude - 3.5
Motivation - 3.5
When I sleep, I often wake up during the night and find that one of my arms is asleep… As far as I can remember, I’m usually laying on it funny when I find it this way… maybe I need to pay more attention to it… The point of the story… I woke up the other night, and not only was my hand numb/tingly… I couldn’t move it! I have to say that this is #2 for freaking out… right under going blind in my right eye for a minute or so… As I’m writing this… I decided to look it up… I guess I need to take my ass to a doctor and get checked out… I really don’t remember this happening much before I started working out… but now it’s pretty much a nightly occurrence. Blood clots, spurs, and inflammation are all causes for this. I’m hoping that it is from some sort of work out induced inflammation… I’m gonna start logging when this happens.
The second thing wanted to talk about is adrenaline… Last week when I got jacked for my change… I really paid attention to how my body felt… I noticed I get this burning sensation in my chest, and actually… I’ve noticed that this feeling is there in some level almost all of the time. Adrenaline… Or so I think it is. What I have set out to confirm, is; Is this the force behind the snappage? Can it narrow your thinking? It’s hard to explain… but when I go through one of those episodes…and it has been a while, so I don’t know if I can remember it exactly, but the thought of consequence to my actions is nowhere to be found… but ironically… my rage is usually the consequence to someone else’s actions. So I started to look for information, as I am writing this of course, and guess what is the first thing I see…Adrenaline is a vasoconstrictor…my arm falling asleep… I need to get my blood pressure checked lol. Not sure that is part of the cause, because adrenaline also increases blood flow in muscle tissue.
To no surprise, adrenaline does have mental effects, but I haven’t found the exact wording I am looking for. During my research, I found myself going off on a tangent… But that’s another day’s topic.
I need to…
Find out if there is a way I can monitor my adrenaline levels. I have to think that having a constant high level of adrenaline cannot be good for me. Stress??? No! Anxiety… I like stress… I just hate worrying about shit.
Balance
Allow ME to chop with you guys/gals for a min.
Mojo – 4
Workout – 5
Health – 5
Attitude – 4.0
Motivation – 4.0
Friday Friday Friday… Thanksgiving part 2 was upon us… We got all of the work at the office for the day done early (I’ll have to tell you about the experiment sometime), so I got to get home and start on the turkey making process. If you check out the Flickr account under the “Holidays” photo set you will find visual proof that the turkey turned out great… Makes my mouth water just looking at it!
Saturday… went to a party full of 16 year old girls… I’m not sure what school the birthday girl goes to, but the guy girl ratio is absolutely ridiculous… had to be 5:1. And these dudes are outside looking at their cars. I took some pictures there as well, and will get them uploaded soon.
Today I went out to some place in Dousman, 40 mins away, where you walk around this big… HUGE field and pick out then cut down your own Christmas tree – for the same price as the one you could get at Lowes… pre-cut and 10mins away. After getting it home, as I thought, the thing was just a tad too tall… had to be close to 10’. After trimming the bottom and top, I achieved a perfect fit… or did I? Wider than I thought the tree is; so getting to fit in the living room with the furniture and the TV that I am so greatly opposed to having in there, will be a challenge indeed. I have given up for the evening, because the day’s events have gotten the best of me. I will get it figured out and the pics updated in the next couple of days.
Stay Tuned…
Mojo – 3.5
Workout – 0
Health – 5
Attitude – 4.0
Motivation – 4.0
Where do I start, where do I begin.
Wednesday; Productive day at work, and everyone was excited about thanksgiving, including me. I love the chance to get out and visit a lot of people whom I don’t get to see very often. I also enjoy going home, and listening to my pop reminisce about his days of growing up. Though I have heard most of them about 100 times, you still can’t help but laugh till tears are rolling down your cheeks; to hear him laugh in it self, is enough to get anyone going. Big Al.
Wanna go to the Bucks game…Canceled… Hang out at home…I guess I’m going to Chicago. I dint think is was going to go through, but it did. No need to tell you that it was a long night. We went to Reserve, Crow Bar, and Visions. All in all I have to say that it was a good time (Flickr coming soon), even though I got a few drinks snuck on me. Of-course I ended up driving everyone home which means I didn’t get to enjoy that 1 hour nap like everyone else…
Sorry for the interruption… I just spent the last 30 mins on the phone, talking to Joe… I have had several people ask me how he’s doing, and the answer is Great. Alive and healthy. Not sure if he was trying to keep it quite or not, but since he didn’t tell me not to… He’ll be home sometime in late April of next year. Just for a bit though… he has to head back in early May.
Where was I??? I ended up getting home about 6am, and woke up around 8… Redbull. Thursday. Went to the gym, and figured I could grab a nap afterwards… It was such a nice day out, that I couldn’t bring myself to do it. I went to the lake and figured I’d try to get the kite up one last time this year, but there wasn’t much wind… luckly I had my camera with me. Got some pretty good pictures… they took me back a little bit… spent a lot of time down there when I was younger.
I stopped at the Brookshire residence on the way home, and said hello to my extended family, who I neglect to see very much :( Sorry, I will get better. The troublesome one wasn’t there, but I’d like to say congratulations to her on her new job.
Dinner was excellent as always. Mom and Pop did a bang up job on the food… there was mashed potatoes so I didn’t have to hurt anyone… and I got go kick up on the couch for a bit, and let the turkey take control… The Itis.
By 7pm, the night before had caught up to me… I was so tired, I had no choice but to go home and surrender myself to the night.
Am I learning how to deal with the anger?
Am I turning soft?
Naaa… I’m still on edge… one wrong move…. pow, zoom, straight to the moon.
Mojo - 2
Workout –0 I’m sure it will be 5
Health – 5
Attitude – 5 all bad
Motivation – 5 to kill
It’s funny how the day can go from great to shit in a heart beat… it’s 9:34am.
Got out of bed @ 15 to 8… had breakfast, took a shower, and I’m thinking about the things I have to get done today - prioritizing. Where is my ring… I think I see it on the night stand next to the bed… It’s a quarter… I pick it up and put it in the 5 gallon water jug I have in the next room… the sound of metal against plastic when it hits the bottom… This past weekend, at the dinner party, we were talking about how change accumulates and how much it adds up to, in such a small container… I pick up the jar, it’s light, I look into it… my hands tremble as I type… there a couple of things that set me off in this world… that I know about… I think I inherited them. Disrespect of me, my family, or my property… I don’t like it when motherfuckers bully the weak either.
I have been through this shit before, and I am sooooo funckin done with it. 41st street, McKinley… Right, Wrong. Circumstance, Consequence. This one definitely goes in the WTF pile… I’m not religious, but somebody pray for me… and if that doesn’t work for me… pray for him.
I can’t, for the life of me, understand how anyone can think this shit is kosher. You put a motherfucker up in your own home, and he steals from you? The fucked up thing about it… I know in his mind… he doesn’t think it’s wrong. I know this, but I have not the ability to understand; I can’t. Eating food that you didn’t buy, using my cologne, taking the change out of my fuckin change jar; it’s all stealing. If it’s not yours, DON’T FUCKIN TOUCH IT. Ask! God I can’t wait for this shit to be over, and NEVER AGAIN…EVER!
I’m not going to estimate how much money was in there, but I can tell you there is now less than 10 bucks in there… all nickels. FFFFFFF*****
This shit isn’t good for me… I’m now on my circumstantially induced man period. I think it’s best I distance myself from the staff today.
I should have a killer workout tonight.
Life is like writing without the delete or backspace key.
Sorry for the language kids.
I found my ring
Forgot my lunch.
It’s 9:43am
Robo – I’m about to go fuckin – nutz
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