I'm only writing this because I don't know what else to do. I just got home from work and need to wind down a little before I go to sleep.
I have weird red spots all over my ankles and calves. If there weren't so many of them, I would say they were bug bites. They appeared sometimes between me putting my boots on last night and me taking them off this morning.
The new Project 86 album came out yesterday. I was able to download it a week early because I donated to their Kickstarter campaign. I'm in love.
Anna's sister got herself knocked up. She made it Facebook official yesterday which I suppose gives me the right to mention it here. Anna and Sarah refer to this infection as Santa. I can only picture it as a girl.
The Rockies have won 10 of 15. It's like they are pretending to be a real baseball team. It's a shame though. I was really hoping for a 100 loss season.
People are expecting way too much from the Broncos. I hear Vegas has the Broncos as a top 6 Super Bowl contender. I say they go 8-8. Their schedule is brutal. I'd be shocked if they went 10-6. I wouldn't be shocked if they went 6-10. And that's if Manning remains healthy. I still have zero faith in our defense, and can't imagine our offense finds any rhythm for at least another month.
Zooey poops more in a day than I do in a week. Anna says she's too skinny and that we should feed her. Anna must never have seen Zooey poop. It is straight in and straight out. There is no digestion.
I bought some new jeans the other day. I think they make my butt look good (not that it needed much help).
I think I shall try to read a book.
Now cranking:
Artist--Project 86
Album--Wait for the Siren
Genre--Hard Rock
Wednesday, August 22, 2012
Wednesday, May 16, 2012
Wounded Manhood
The Rockies depress me.
I'm getting hungry.
Daisy smells so bad.
Zoey is the only dog that I have ever heard fart. I've smelled farts from other dogs, but they're always the silent but deadly kind. Anna has more experience with dogs, and she agrees with me.
I want pancakes.
The Explorer started making some weird noises a couple weeks ago. I went to work one night with the plan to take it in to the shop the next day. You know where this is going. I had to get a ride home from Anna's mother and had to have it towed to the shop. Fortunately, it wasn't too expensive to repair. An idler had failed on the serpentine belt. This caused the belt to come off and meant everything powered by the belt (alternator, power steering, cooling system) to stop working. The most expensive part of it all was the cost of the tow.
Zoey has to pee all the time. Anna and I figure that if she had her way she would go out and pee every 90 minutes. I'm considering surgically removing her bladder.
My sister called off her wedding a month before the date. Her fiancee told her it was now or never so now they aren't together anymore either. I'm glad she had the guts to do it before she went through with it and regretted it later. I'm also glad she didn't marry him because he's so short and seemed so fake to me. I know the short part is mean of me, but I just couldn't take him seriously.
Chief fell off the banister over the stairs the other day. It must have been a fifteen foot drop. He's fine. He just needed to regain his dignity.
Anna ordered a bunch of word magnets for our refrigerator. We've been leaving each other profound messages. I believe it currently says something about chocolate diamonds and brilliant butts.
I've had to let Zoey out twice since I started this post.
We didn't name her Zoey. The people who had her before did that.
There have been coyotes in our backyard. Anna had to chase them away one night when they were lustily eyeing Daisy. We now have to watch the dogs closely when we let them out at night. If we were in the country I would keep a gun on me when I let them out, but alas, we are in city limits. I think I'm going to invest in a pellet gun.
Currently watching:
The Rockies blow a 4-1 lead against the Giants.
I'm getting hungry.
Daisy smells so bad.
Zoey is the only dog that I have ever heard fart. I've smelled farts from other dogs, but they're always the silent but deadly kind. Anna has more experience with dogs, and she agrees with me.
I want pancakes.
The Explorer started making some weird noises a couple weeks ago. I went to work one night with the plan to take it in to the shop the next day. You know where this is going. I had to get a ride home from Anna's mother and had to have it towed to the shop. Fortunately, it wasn't too expensive to repair. An idler had failed on the serpentine belt. This caused the belt to come off and meant everything powered by the belt (alternator, power steering, cooling system) to stop working. The most expensive part of it all was the cost of the tow.
Zoey has to pee all the time. Anna and I figure that if she had her way she would go out and pee every 90 minutes. I'm considering surgically removing her bladder.
My sister called off her wedding a month before the date. Her fiancee told her it was now or never so now they aren't together anymore either. I'm glad she had the guts to do it before she went through with it and regretted it later. I'm also glad she didn't marry him because he's so short and seemed so fake to me. I know the short part is mean of me, but I just couldn't take him seriously.
Chief fell off the banister over the stairs the other day. It must have been a fifteen foot drop. He's fine. He just needed to regain his dignity.
Anna ordered a bunch of word magnets for our refrigerator. We've been leaving each other profound messages. I believe it currently says something about chocolate diamonds and brilliant butts.
I've had to let Zoey out twice since I started this post.
We didn't name her Zoey. The people who had her before did that.
There have been coyotes in our backyard. Anna had to chase them away one night when they were lustily eyeing Daisy. We now have to watch the dogs closely when we let them out at night. If we were in the country I would keep a gun on me when I let them out, but alas, we are in city limits. I think I'm going to invest in a pellet gun.
Currently watching:
The Rockies blow a 4-1 lead against the Giants.
Tuesday, February 7, 2012
Weeeoooweeeeoooweeeeoooooo...
My sister wants to use an ipod to supply the music for her wedding ceremony. To make matters worse, I don't think she has any idea what the lyrics mean to some of the songs she has picked.
I got a warning for speeding today. I was going 69 in a 55. It's the third time I've ever been pulled over.
I'm tired.
Daisy has developed a bladder of steel. She wouldn't go out last night, and she wouldn't go out this morning before Anna and I had to go to work. She probably went 20 hours without peeing. She was spinning in circles when I got home.
I'm thirsty.
The stairway in our house doubles back on itself. This means there's a railing at the top of the stars to prevent morons from falling down to the first floor. The cats (especially Chief) have taken to sleeping on this railing. This terrifies Anna. I just think it will be funny to see Chief fall.
The best part of having our own house is having high speed internet again. The second best part is having a TV package that includes the Big Ten Network and thus Big Ten wrestling.
The door stoppers that came in this house are spring loaded. The cats have discovered this. I still haven't gotten used to the sudden SPROINGNGNGNGNG sounds ringing through the house.
I got a warning for speeding today. I was going 69 in a 55. It's the third time I've ever been pulled over.
I'm tired.
Daisy has developed a bladder of steel. She wouldn't go out last night, and she wouldn't go out this morning before Anna and I had to go to work. She probably went 20 hours without peeing. She was spinning in circles when I got home.
I'm thirsty.
The stairway in our house doubles back on itself. This means there's a railing at the top of the stars to prevent morons from falling down to the first floor. The cats (especially Chief) have taken to sleeping on this railing. This terrifies Anna. I just think it will be funny to see Chief fall.
The best part of having our own house is having high speed internet again. The second best part is having a TV package that includes the Big Ten Network and thus Big Ten wrestling.
The door stoppers that came in this house are spring loaded. The cats have discovered this. I still haven't gotten used to the sudden SPROINGNGNGNGNG sounds ringing through the house.
Saturday, January 21, 2012
Peppery
I nearly crapped myself in Wal-Mart just now. I headed to the bathroom in the back of the store, with my butt cheeks firmly clinched, only to discover the janitor saying I couldn't use it because it was a disaster in there. So I tried the "family" restroom (the unisex one designed for changing babies [you take your baby in and trade it for a different baby]), but it was occupied. I had to do the diarrhea shuffle all the way to the front of the store to the other bathroom. Fortunately, I believe my underwear to be salvageable.
I'm writing this from my bed which is in my bedroom which is in my house. Which is my house. I have a key and everything. It's awesome.
There's still a bunch of furniture that needs to be hauled upstairs. Our stairway doubles back on itself, which make it very awkward to move big items. We have a dressers, a chest, two couches, and a futon that still need to come up those stairs. I might die.
I'm wearing a shirt that Anna got me for Christmas. I know. It's miraculous that I'm wearing clothes.
I think the cats like our new house. Howie is staring at Chief. Chief is getting fur all over our clothes.
Now Howie is posing seductively in the doorway.
Daisy is staring at me.
We had an ice storm last night. Walking on the grass feels like walking on shattered glass (minus the bleeding feet). Everything is covered in a quarter inch of ice. It took a considerable feat of strength for me to open my car doors after work this morning.
Anna and her parents already painted a large portion of the house. I like Anna's color choices. The bedroom is "bloody murder." The living room is "curdled milk" on two walls and "scab" on the other two. We are thinking of doing the kitchen and bathrooms in "moldy cheese."
Church is cancelled in the morning due to the ice storm. I'm kind of sad. I enjoy teaching Sunday School. Getting some sleep will be nice though.
Now Howie is sitting on the bed next to me.
Now Chief is assaulting me.
Anna just called. She's headed home from work.
We're getting internet connected tomorrow. I'm excited to have high speed again.
We got a nice sectional for our living room. It's so comfortable. I got a couple movies for Anna and me to watch tonight just so we could sit on it.
My right testicle itches.
I have nothing else to say.
Jamming:
Band-- Project 86
Album-- Rival Factions
Genre-- Post-Hardcore/Hard Rock/Metal
I'm writing this from my bed which is in my bedroom which is in my house. Which is my house. I have a key and everything. It's awesome.
There's still a bunch of furniture that needs to be hauled upstairs. Our stairway doubles back on itself, which make it very awkward to move big items. We have a dressers, a chest, two couches, and a futon that still need to come up those stairs. I might die.
I'm wearing a shirt that Anna got me for Christmas. I know. It's miraculous that I'm wearing clothes.
I think the cats like our new house. Howie is staring at Chief. Chief is getting fur all over our clothes.
Now Howie is posing seductively in the doorway.
Daisy is staring at me.
We had an ice storm last night. Walking on the grass feels like walking on shattered glass (minus the bleeding feet). Everything is covered in a quarter inch of ice. It took a considerable feat of strength for me to open my car doors after work this morning.
Anna and her parents already painted a large portion of the house. I like Anna's color choices. The bedroom is "bloody murder." The living room is "curdled milk" on two walls and "scab" on the other two. We are thinking of doing the kitchen and bathrooms in "moldy cheese."
Church is cancelled in the morning due to the ice storm. I'm kind of sad. I enjoy teaching Sunday School. Getting some sleep will be nice though.
Now Howie is sitting on the bed next to me.
Now Chief is assaulting me.
Anna just called. She's headed home from work.
We're getting internet connected tomorrow. I'm excited to have high speed again.
We got a nice sectional for our living room. It's so comfortable. I got a couple movies for Anna and me to watch tonight just so we could sit on it.
My right testicle itches.
I have nothing else to say.
Jamming:
Band-- Project 86
Album-- Rival Factions
Genre-- Post-Hardcore/Hard Rock/Metal
Sunday, January 8, 2012
TMJ
I haven't been able to properly close my jaw since Wednesday. My teeth will not come all the way together. For the first couple days, it was really sore. Now it's only a little sore, but it still hurts to chew, and I feel like I'm just gnawing on my food.
I just got off of work. I have to teach Sunday School in an hour. I'm writing this entry mostly to just stay awake until that time.
We're letting the kids have a black light party today as a celebration of their hard work on the Christmas program. They're all going to wear white shirts and color on each other with highlighters and fluorescent paints.
Anna and I both got sick right around the winter solstice, and we are both just getting over it.
My lips are chapped. My lips never get chapped.
Buying a house is stressful. I could never have imagined having to come up with so many random "letters of explanation" for various and sundry topics such as where I got $100 three months ago and if I scratch my butt with my left or right hand.
Anna's picked out all the paint colors for the house. I'm painting "my" room purple. I wanted to do one wall black, one purple, one blue, and one orange, but I was overruled.
Well, I should go put clothes on. Something tells me people would frown upon me coming to church naked. It would cause quite the sensation.
Jamming
Artist: Celldweller
Album: Celldweller
Genre: Industrial Metal
I just got off of work. I have to teach Sunday School in an hour. I'm writing this entry mostly to just stay awake until that time.
We're letting the kids have a black light party today as a celebration of their hard work on the Christmas program. They're all going to wear white shirts and color on each other with highlighters and fluorescent paints.
Anna and I both got sick right around the winter solstice, and we are both just getting over it.
My lips are chapped. My lips never get chapped.
Buying a house is stressful. I could never have imagined having to come up with so many random "letters of explanation" for various and sundry topics such as where I got $100 three months ago and if I scratch my butt with my left or right hand.
Anna's picked out all the paint colors for the house. I'm painting "my" room purple. I wanted to do one wall black, one purple, one blue, and one orange, but I was overruled.
Well, I should go put clothes on. Something tells me people would frown upon me coming to church naked. It would cause quite the sensation.
Jamming
Artist: Celldweller
Album: Celldweller
Genre: Industrial Metal
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