OK - Now honestly, I know its been a year and 6+ months of me posting my last blog about this shit, but it doesn't end, does it?

I've kept track because honestly I have nothing else better to do at this point tonight, except watch the cards fall, and not in my favor either - I am certainly glad I tried out the "real money" version of online poker, now grant it - I've won a few bucks here and there, but for the most part it seems as though after I registered online - it's like, "Uh-oh, we got another sucker on our hands - let's drain his ass of everything he's got."

But, back to the point at hand, I uploaded a few pictures onto myspace and by the time I had completed them I already had 4 friend requests, some from Minnesota - some from countries I would think they didn't even have the internet.  How hard is it to send me a message?  What ever happened to sending a good ole email to the person you wanna become friends with.  Now please don't get me wrong, those that I know and haven't talked to in a while - your excused.  But to the women that consistantly send me requests of them in their thong, with their ass hanging out or just a pretty face.  Get with it, I am a 28 year-old man that has seen it all, and better yet, particpated in most of it. HAHA! Send me something that is going to get my attention, rather than just a friend request, and I may respond.

There I am off of my soap box now, and still not getting any cards.  But at least I can have control of who is reading my shit, right?

Peace.

B~

So I am not one to complain...But honestly fuck Microsoft and their update needing asses.

Everything was running as clean as a virgin's asshole - not one problem.  I guess I could consider myself lucky in that sense, my computer was a put together one that originally "fell off the back of a truck." Of course it was rebuilt a couple of different times - but the fucker ran like a champ.  That's when shit hit the fan - a couple of weeks ago I got a notice on the bottom of my computer saying that it needed to download some "critical" updates, so I did what any normal person would do, I clicked on accept and left it alone to do it's damn thang.  I came back a few hours later to a pop-up saying it needed to restart in order for the new updates to take effect.  Sounds simple enough, don't it?  It restarted and after the initial restart had taken effect the black screen of death came up, and it said a file had become corrupt or damaged.  So I got the number to Microsoft from a buddy and called them and was given a bunch of shit to do, I did that - no improvement.  So I called them back and told them that I completed that but still it had not changed.  Now my computer was starting up but it kept restarting, or as the Microsoft professionals would call it - a restart loop.  I called them again this time telling them they are full of shit, and whatever process they are telling me to follow is not right.  The genius on the other end of the phone proceeds to tell me that I will need to do a re-install of XP, I asked him not once, not twice but three separate times if my pictures and music would be safe during this install - he said there would be no problems.  Turns out, dipshit was wrong.  I finally got my computer started after the install, and everything was gone - my pictures, my music....Everything.  Now I have come to realize that no matter how much things are going right in life - that when a piece of shit hits the fan, you better duck because there is bound to be some extras that splatter up in your face. I proceed to call back Microsoft three more times, each time they tell me a 2nd level tech would be calling me back only to never receive a call from them.  Tonight I get home from work - cancelling all plans I did have to sit around and wait for Mr. Fixit to call my ass and help me fix what problems I had.  Do you think I ever got a call back?  No.  I finally proceeded to call them and give them a piece of my mind, within 5 minutes I had a tech on the phone giving me yet another process to follow in order to get my computer running except this time my computer wouldn't even load, not Microsoft, not my intial start-up screen.  Not anything.  After two weeks, and them proceeding to give me a laundry list of things to try I am stuck here without a thing.  I understand my computer was old, and it was time to upgrade, but fuck - not so much as a warning, not so much as a few error messages to raise the ole' brow.  Not a thing.  Now I am left with a computer that doesn't work - Five + years worth of pictures that have suddenly vanished, and thousands of songs that have been erased from a computer that doesn't even work....

I am not so pissed at the fact that my computer needs to be replaced, I knew it was coming, and thankfully I got a back-up one in place for the time being, but it's the memories that my ass will never get back that pisses me off the most, many of my friends know that my memory is not the best - and I rely on pictures a lot to relive those times - but not anymore.  I guess that teaches me to not buy a portable hard drive when I had the chance.  Ha Ha.

Oh well, Life goes on - and this too shall pass...

B

So yeah it happened, yesterday I was talking to my dad and he said what I have been dreading to hear for the last year or so.  They put my dog to sleep, I am having to watch their house this upcoming weekend, and I had a feeling that if she wasn't gone - this would be the last time I did see her.  She was a 15 year old pug, Pugsley Sue - that was her name.  I still remember the day like it was yesterday when they took me to the breeder to pick her up, I remember my dad told me when we got there that if I didn't like her, or wasn't sure - just to say so, needless to say when I opened the door and saw her, my dad already had his wallet open.  Some can easily just blow off the death of a pet, they are there for companionship and when it's their turn to go, well good riddance.  I tried to look at it that way, but have a hard time doing so, 15 years was a long fucking time with a pet - most say that the life expectancy for a pug is only 9-10 years, but she stood the test of time, the last few months she was running into shit and mostly slept all day, when she did get up she couldn't move her back hips too good and towards the end she couldn't even hold her bladder.  So call me a pussy, call me what you will.  Most of my friends knew how much she meant to me - and when they met her more often than not the same phrase would be thrown out there.....your dog is so ugly - she's cute.  She could be considered the world's best guard dog too - because if someone broke into my parents' house she would lick them to death.  But she's gone - I guess I am kinda relieved that I don't have to see her like that anymore.  I went over to my parents' today and they have another dog - a west highland terrier, as I watched her, she would walk around their house looking for Pugsley - then to see her go over to where Pugsley usually slept and look around.  It was like she almost expecting Pugsley to come around the corner so she could pounce on her again and lick her while Pugsley being the lazy dog she was wouldn't do a thing about it. 

This picture was taken 3 years ago, back when she could still run with the best of  'em.

Here's to you Pugsley.   Thanks for Everything.

B

It's 3:30am - and again I sit on here trying to get tired in order for me to get some sleep.  Fuck this shit.  Honestly - I don't fucking get it, I really don't.  I work from 7am to 330pm at my first job, my 2nd job I start at 4 and work until 1030 - then I go to the gym and work out,  tonight I worked out until 1230.  Grant it - I am not complaining in the least with the obvious improvements of my health and my girlish figure is starting to come back, lol - But seriously I am up to 45 lbs lost.  I haven't weighed myself in a few days - I am hoping that if I don't look at the scale I won't hit the plateau that everyone seems to hit just when shit is going good for them.  But anyway - here I sit - mind going a mile a minute not knowing which way is up.  I got Donnie Brasco playing in the background on my TV, and listening to some live Eric Clapton - You Look Wonderful Tonight - I am not going to lie, this is one of my favorite songs, the whole CD is a great live album.  If ya gotta chance and you like Clapton - I definitely suggest obtaining it by which ever method you choose to.

Ahhhh yes Layla is now on, another great song.  The song in itself is a masterpiece but the story behind the song is even better.  Well since I got the time it would be my pleasure to inform those who do not know what it is about.   Back in the day George Harrison (from the Beatles') and Eric Clapton were pretty good friends, at that time also Harrison was married to Pattie Boyd.  Turns out Pattie talked with Clapton when her and Harrison were having marriage troubles - well one thing lead to another and Clapton fell in love with her - He wrote the song Layla for Pattie - the name Layla was actually taken from a story about a princess that was married off by her father to a guy, while this other dude was head over heels in love with her and he went mad because of it ( that part I looked up on the internet ) Fast forward a few years later - Boy divorced Harrison and married....you guessed it Clapton.  Harrison even attended their wedding.  The marriage lasted a few years - during that time Clapton wrote - You Look Wonderful Tonight for her as well.  Fast forward a few years down the road and they ended up getting a divorce.  Sweet story ain't it?  haha

Well I think I am about ready to try and get some sleep.  Still got a lot of time left in the week, and still got a lot of things to do.  I cut back yet another day at my 2nd job, so I am hoping this should help me out in the long run - having more free time to keep active and stay outta trouble.  I set goals for myself when I started this job that I would get shit paid off, and it's coming together very nicely - I said this job wasn't going to be forever, and I meant it.  I said this job was there to pay off my bills so I will be able to focus on getting my ass back to school, I wasn't lying when I said that either. 

Oh and one more thing - Fuck Edina.  I hate that town - if someone ever has worked there before, especially in retail - I know you will relate, and for those that haven't - thank the heavens that you didn't have to.  I have never had to deal with more stuck up people in my life.  They think that they are the kings and you are some poor nobody there to service their every need.  That shit just pisses me off, they come in and act all high and mighty on my ass.  I wish just once or more like once a week I would get a free pass to one of those asses and just tel them how I feel.  It's funny though they come in complaining about their job and what they all have to do, and I will agree with them, they look at me with a strange ass look as if saying - how dare you compare yourself to me, especially when you work at OfficeMax.  I inform them that I do not work at this job full time, that this is just for some extra cash, and when they ask what my other job is - I tell them I am a disability case manager and they just sorta freeze and are like - oh. 

OK - Now I am for real - to bed I go, and in just 2 1/2 hrs I gotta get up for work.  This might get a little rough tomorrow morning. lol

Peace

I usually don't feel the need for everyone to read what I am thinking, nor do I really even feel that anyone would read this, but here goes....

Honestly people - What the fuck?  Why must it always happen, I am on here for less than 5 minutes and I already got 7 new friend requests, and 10 times out of 10 they are half naked women, that I have no clue who they are and they want to be my buddy?  Why?  I just don't let anyone become my buddy, it's a privilage not something given out freely - they must earn that title. Ok - Just so everyone knows I have no problem with half naked women, hell - I would be happy with a quarter naked female right now - but I am talking in person, not any of this crap.  I guess this brings me on to my next point - Why do it?  Do they have some sort of contest with friends on who can get the most buddies? Half the pages I look at are just a single picture of them and 20+ dudes commenting on the picture of her bent over the couch.

I dunno, I felt like ranting today, although short in legnth, it weighs very heavy on my heart. Not really, but you get the point.

Peace.