i cant force it

(lordy i could have made that a nasty pun......)

i have decided that i cannot force a blog. i have to be in the mood. Jennster tells me to blog all the time, cuz she loves to read them and just likes it when i blog. Which is cool because ever since i started working during the day i havent done a lot of online communication like i used to. I never really post on the message board anymore and hell i dont think i have checked my email in a week....(for some reason i cant check it online on my computer, but i can from hers). It does suck because during my day i can think of a hundred things to blog about, but by the time i get home i just want to chill and and kill people. (on bf2)..............

i dont think i will ever be a daily blogger i will shoot for 3 times a week, in theory

p.s. what the fuck is a blog? like the actual term why does it sound like something i launch out of my nose in the morning?

what is love

im now convinced that jennster in fact does not love me. i possed a question tonight. "If i was a chick and we had the same "connection" that we did when we first met, would you do me?

She said no.

I asked if (grandpa close your eyes) "you would let me eat your box."

she replied with....."am i drunk?"

me= "mildly buzzed, enough to lower your inhibitions but not do something you would regret."

jennster= "no"


case in point

she does not love me..........





if the sex was not astronomical.......we would be over.....but i guess i will have to stay for the nookie.

god hates me

so im sick, my allergies suck. i have an appointment on wednesday to get tested and i cant take any antihiestimens (sp?) which is like everything i need to take to make me feel better from this fucking head cold. and today at work the structual fags were welding indoors for no apparent reason than to piss off the ornemental guys.....so i spend the second half of the day coughing and weezing...........wednesday i need you i want you....be here now.

ARG!

so yesterday i was bitching about the heat....today it will be allergies. Am i part woman? all i am doing is pissing and moaning about things:) Is that what a blog is supposed to be? i place to bitch?

This morning it was a slight sniffle. i could tell what was coming, it comes every year in april.....my allergy misery. By noon i had a runny noise and at the end of work i was sneezing. This year is the first year i chose that i was gonna go get a shot or some precription drugs for them. last year i was worthless at work for a month or two. i cant stop sneezing, i get light headed from sneezing and the most uncomfortable sweat, it feels like needles in my skin. ARG!!

Tonight i was at blakes game, there was a nice wind blowing across the grass it was aweful. The coach on the other team showed up and said "where else would you rather be." i replied at home taking a shower so there is not wind or pollen.

My doctors appointment is on wednesday, they told me not to take any medication because it will screw up the tests for my shot......so i am going to have to suffer through the week.

FUCK ME

it was hot today

so today was like the first warm day today in i dunno 6 months or so.....yesterday was warm but im pretty sure today was worse......especally becuase my boss sent me up to put a rail in on someones roof...........the best part was that there was a wall right in the middle of the little deck on the roof (so idiots dont fall off or walk around.) i felt like i was running a god damn marathon with hurdles! Mix that in with the hot roof and no wind i was miserable. I had to piss like a race horse this morning and i still havent pissed yet......i drank a crapload of water.

i think if anything ends me and jenn being together it will be the weather.....she isnt happy unless its 80 and blue skys.......(since she sits in a nice Air Conditioned office all day) and i am miserable if its over 75. it sucks donkey dick. ill come home dripping in sweat and the film of sunscreen and dirt all over my neck and arms....the only thing i want is a shower. she will walk through the door and talk about how WONDERFUL it is outside today.

im ready for november to be here already.

how many digits do you have left?

in response to a comment i got......i figured this would make a good entry.

Mike said...
Did you ever lose a fingernail? I have.......it sucks. It looks pretty cool when the new one grown in though.


well mike ive done more than that.....ive lost the end of my right index finger.......how you ask????

in a former life i worked at a ammunitioon factory where we loaded pistol ammo on industrial machines.....big nasty industrial machines...... i had been there for like 2 months and that day was the day my boss decided i should go faster, so he cranked up my machine.....

....later in the day my machine got jammed so i went to fix it.....there are 3 buttons on the machine.

1. power
2. on
3. off

i was tring to get a casing out of the track when shells started falling on my head because the power button (ex #1) was still on so i took my left hand to hit the power off, but guess what buttong i pressed........YES i pressing the fucking ON button. so then i watched to maching take off 9MM of my finger......after a wonderful trip to the hospital they luckily were able to sew it back on , but only half of it took, so i have about 4mm in my finger gone and no feeling it the tip.

it was my brothers birthday to, needless to say i didnt arrive at dinner.

fargen taggers

its tagging the internet version of TPing someones house.......

"Tell us 6 weird/interesting things about yourself....come on you know you want to!!!! "

1. Im cheating on jenn with mayonaise........i will eat spoonfuls when people arent looking.
2. Im the 3rd best shitty speller i know.
3. I play 3 hours of video games a night.
4. Im a member of the vast Right wing conspiracy.
5. My toes are fucking gross looking......i have that fungus shit under my nails.....and my ankle bones are almost sharp.
6. I was water polo MVP in HS.

and for jenn........
1. She gets insane laugh attacks.....all you have to do is watch and she will keep going like snoball
2. She spits. well she swallows, but she spits if she is drinking or eating and hears something funny she will blow it out everywhere or nearly choke to death trying to keep it in.
3. She is terrified of me.......always has her guard up incase going to fuck with her.
4. She does not fart or poop.......i dont know how she is even alive.
5. Her obbsesion with teeth and the level of whiteness that is required is disturbing.
6. She is addicted to my wiener.

Can I have some?

That is what I hear all the time. That's what I just heard at Carl's JR..........I got an oreo cookie shake, with a nice blob of whip cream on the top. My straw was in it and I took one suck of my shake, when I heard "can I have some?" Now IM not a selfish guy, when I hear that I said "sure baby." Then guess what happens......She fucks around with the straw a little and then grabs a huge blob of whip cream, and not the residue off the straw when you pulled out of the cup whip cream, I mean a BLOB falling into her mouth like a chunk of ice off a glacier. When I get the cup back there is half the whip cream.......I looked down I thought of a divorce where the bitch bails and takes half! WOMAN YOU TOOK HAVE OF MY SHAKE! Its the same as going up to the birthday girl and eating the flower off the cake.

then there is yesterday....She is stuffing the plastic eggs with the chocolate peanut butter eggs, she gives me a handful.....Very nice....Then she eats one......Well she breaks it open and sucks out the peanutbutter....And then tries to put the spit covered melted chocolate carcass in my hand....WTF is that.

then there is the Baskin Robbins peanutbutter and chocolate ice cream, the favorite ice cream of the both of us.........Sometimes she will come home with a pint of it, she is wonderful that way....But once it gets home, she has a spoon picking out the fucking peanut butter. She is the god damn peanut butter and whip cream pirate! I mean for fucks sake. She gets peanut butter and chocolate....I get chocolate.....What a bunch of crap.