Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Fuck you, wanna fight!

I can't even remember why I'm posting anything. All I know is my ear hurts and I'm drunk on pizza, beer, and pussy.

My girlfriend Ruby and random musings

She’s essentially perfect. Great skin, long hair, good tits and just enough ass to get high-fives from black guys but not so much that you lose the respect of your white friends. Flips between Comedy Central and ESPN so much that she might as well pay for two channels. Loves to laugh and genuinely finds my incredibly offensive humor hiliarious. I could be more graphic about the rest, but I'll leave that to your imagination.

If you want to send someone a "fuck you" letter, but need some help, I am willing to offer my services for a nominal fee.

How can such ugly lies come from a beautiful mouth?

I want Ric Flair to be the best man at my wedding whoooooooooo. No comma insterted on purpose. Read it as is.

Pay no mind to the man behind the computer screen pushing the buttons.

Latin chicks are hot, but they’re all nuts. They’re the hottest ones in porn and they do everything, but they’re always looking at the guys penis and yelling at it. Hey lady, settle down. A penis really only does one thing, and your tough-love program of shouting demands isn’t gonna change that. That's why you need to remember when you want to deport "all them Mexicans". Deport the fatties and girls who don’t put out, along with the assholes who don't do shit or the ones who cause misery for the hard-working honest "folk". You know, the ones who are born here who take our freedoms for granted.

That's it, thanks.

Friday, May 1, 2009

I'm so happy

Okay, I've calmed down. What I've learned today is that acting like a five year old who shit himself and hasn't figured out how to wipe his own ass isn't beneath me.
Life is too short. We can only try so hard to make things work or to care about someone. This anger I have comes from a place that came from love. I don't feel that, so I choose not to be angry anymore.
Tonight I had a blast with Ruby. Ruby likes to laugh. Ruby slices her shot to the right. Always.
She is a very competitive woman, which I admire. To lose as often as she does and still fights on is truely an inspiration.
By the way, I'm a dick. And quite drunk.
Anyway this is my blog, not Ruby's. I'm the main character here so enough about Ruby and more about me. Which brings me to the best point of all. I need to be less selfish. I also need to be less selfless. I'm iso balance in my life. One day I'll find it. Not tonight though. I have a few wreckless ideas on my agenda.
Ready Ruby?

I'm so angry

I woke up today at 7:15am with so much anger. I had a dream I saw him. The guy she left me for. I was at Kohl's (filling out too many job applications last night, my dreams are set in retail backdrops these days) and I saw him. We were both in the ladies section and I saw him. He was much bigger than me, but that didn't stop me from running up to him screaming, "Why would you go after a girl you know is in a relationship?" and "I hate you for breaking us up!". I caught up to him, told him I didn't care if he had five inches on me, knocked him to the ground, pummeled him and then saw my friends Rick and TJ. I ask TJ if this guy has "gay face", because he looked and looks like he does. Then I had this realization that my ex wasn't so much romantically involved, but just can't be alone.
I woke up at this point because of all the hate and anger rushing through my body. I'm still shaking a bit. The reality is that 3 weeks before she broke up with me, my ex befriended this guy on Facebook. Looking back, they probably met on the AA Valentine's party (I am not in AA, which ALL of her AA friends didn't "approve of ''). She assured me everything was great in our relationship, even though I sensed something was wrong.
I hate that I still dream about this. What she did hurt me really bad. She told me she loved me right up until the day I asked her if she was "in-love" with me and she said "no". This feeling will fade away. Writing this all out is helping purge this venom I feel for those two. They deserve each other, I guess.
She told me she was breaking up with me because she wanted to be alone and self-supporting. She even changed her Facebook side comment from the bizarre, "I have a daughter", to "I miss my daughter. I asked her point black about D.A.L. and she said he's just a friend and she wants to learn how to how guys friends with out crossing the line. She said she wants to be friends and she was only ending the relationship because it wasn't fair to me that I had these feelings she couldn't feel back.
Whatever...I don't understand how sick and selfish people can be. She lied right to my face so many times. I knew she was lying and she'd get mad saying I don't trust her. I should have broken up with her the FIRST time she cheated. Didn't physically cheat, but had a very inappropriate series of conversations with this prison guard she knew from her work release program.
Well, what a beautiful way to start the day. It's the start of a new month. An overcast morning, slightly colder than yesterday. Then again, it is the morning. I'm out.

Thursday, April 30, 2009

Breaking the cherry champaign on this blog vessel

Let's start off on the right foot here. Why isn't it ever the left? It's funny how we decieve ourselves. We make these compromises. Making choices out of fear instead of reason and thought. I'm not going to settle. I can be a sucker for a few things. My weaknesses are very obvious to my circle. I'm an open book. Everyone says that. Everyone also says a lot of things they don't really mean. I have so much to say. Thank you Ruby for your blog. The courage you have shown by opening yourself up is inspiring. Now I will do the same. Welcome.