Post #200

This should be monumental or something, but it is not. I went and saw Cop Out and got some fucking chicken nachos so it was a fun night. I got home today to my father's nonsense story about his endeavors in life because I always seem to miss so much when I'm gone for a day. I don't really feel like going to work tomorrow because I love my bed way too much. I'm trying to figure out what I've done to piss so many people off lately. Unanswered texts and IM's aren't my idea of being a 'friend' for long. My left eye is twitching now, it's probably the beginning of a heart attack from last night's chicken nachos and tonight's bacon.

Tired Again

It's 1 on a Saturday and I'm slacking hardcore of course. I'm going to Orlando for the night tonight to get the fuck away from my father. I am so sick of hearing about his nonsense and his tattoos and all of that shit. He's going to get the Opeth logo done on Monday and I will just want to cry. He knows nothing about them and this is the same band that he hated and wanted to leave during back when we saw them in 2006. My boss gave me an extra $50 on top of my check today for staying late and coming in early a lot this week which was pretty awesome. He was like "here, go have some fun tonight." I can't say I've ever had a boss like this but I really really enjoy it. Reaper somehow got locked outside last night so he's pretty calm today. He probably won't be doing that again any time soon if I had to bet. My father claims he never went outside last night but when I let the dogs out I know that I closed the glass door so I don't believe him. My father claimed that he couldn't find the cat so he assumed that he was in my room instead of looking or asking or anything. When I left for work this morning I saw him meowing at the screen door begging to come in. When he came in he darted to his bed and curled up there. That's about it for now.

Shittiest Day Of Work In A Long Time

I am so excited that today is finally over with. I stayed up until 3 something this morning even though I had to get to work early to take an asshole customer to his job in order for us to get the job. I woke up before my alarm clock so that I'd for sure be awake to get there in time. I get there and ask the guy if he's ready to go and he's like "No, I need to wait for Lonnie to get here to talk to him." That kind of defeats the purpose of me having to get there early off the bat. Lonnie gets there a few minutes later and he starts pleading with him to lower the price of the job before I take him to work. The car is a total heap of shit and him and I discuss all that is wrong with it on the ride over. I bust my ass working on it all day because every time that I touch one of the plastic pieces it breaks since the car is 14 years old and has been sitting for years. I also put a set of spark plug wires on it which were no good so I had to do it over again. The customer gets there at 5 and I am putting it back together and we discuss the parts under the hood that broke and how they won't hurt anything and I test drive the car to verify that I fixed it and we discuss that the temperature gauge doesn't work and I go home at 6:15. I hadn't gotten out of my truck yet and Lonnie calls me asking me to come back to work because the customer is claiming that I broke everything that we discussed as being broken prior trying to get money taken off of his bill. I get there and the guy shuts right up and leaves and it just amazes me how fucked up people are. That's why he's a fucking telemarketer at Omni Financial though. I also had to do U-joints in a Jeep today and as soon as I press one of them out somehow the yoke of the driveshaft snaps in half which I have never seen or done in as long as I've been a mechanic. So I had to drive to the junkyards and hope to find something to work. Thankfully I did but it was a huge mess. Also I'm getting sick so I'm not too happy about feeling miserable all day to boot. I have had the worst migraine in a long time even after taking some BC's and I'm running a fever and can barely bend over because of my back. It's exactly the way that Lonnie's and Dan's last sickness started last week though so I think it's my turn. Just sitting here feels miserable at the moment. So that's all. It was a day that felt like I treaded in water as fast as I could but never got anywhere.

As A Matter Of Fact, I Don't Have Anything Better To Do

So the late night last night paid off today because today was a really slow, easy day because of it. I was online way too much at work. Dan and I are in love with a station called Braingell at http://braingell.com since it plays the perfect mix of both of our music so I have no complaints there. Lonnie made us keys to the shop today and went and got me one with a Fender guitar blank which I thought was cool as shit. I'm feeling pretty lazy now though. I wish people in this town didn't suck so hard. I got home and my father left me a note telling me to mop because the house smelled instead of just mopping the house. So I did that now so I don't have to later. I guess I'll just rot my brain on here. I'm listening to Guns N' Roses after Kady mentioned them I had to hear them. I might watch the 40 Year Old Virgin again later and then nap. That's all.

Out Of My Head

It's almost 8 and I just got home and out of the shower. I felt depressed as shit today and I just wanted to keep working. If I had the parts and the cars I could have easily worked until midnight tonight just to be away from everything but my music. My music is the only constant in my life and the only thing that I don't want to change. I feel like I complain about the same shit so many days in my life but it just seems more and more apparent with every new person that keeps me around as a novelty until they learn who I am at which time I am relegated to the fallback guy status. I am so sick of being at the bottom of the food chain when it comes to who people want to talk to, who people want to date or whatever else. I feel like I am on thin ice with every person that I meet and there is one magical word that I can say to any of them that sets them over the edge where I'm no longer friend material. Instead I am that one guy who tries to talk to them but they want nothing to do with me unless their life is going terribly or all else has failed them. Of course some people always take offense to me bitching and moaning about this stuff so mind you this isn't about everybody. This is more targeted at new people that I meet in my pathetic endeavors every week. There is a one week period of getting to know me where we are excited to speak to each other and learn about one another and some show interest in being my friend, my lover or whatever the hell else anymore and some just can't be bothered. After that week wears off everything falls out of their closet and you see who their real love interests are, why they can't be my friend because they are 'too busy' or they give me the 'who is this?' treatment. I guess that's where most of my retarded depression comes from today. I think it all hit me basically that people mean too much to me when I mean nothing to most of them.

Fucking Disgusting

I'm home and thrilled to be laying in my comfortable ass bed. So last night asshole got his new tattoo and then wouldn't shut the fuck up about it as I expect to be the trend again tonight. Magni got sick and shit all over the floor in front of us as he bitched and moaned and made me clean it up. He also shit in his cage today since he's still sick but thank God he didn't lay in it. Work was pretty good today except for spending 26 dollars on lunch for three of us since I owed Lonnie lunch and Dan is broke. I love my job but I worry too much still. Sometimes shit is too good to be true but I can only hope. I got a key to the shop today though which is kind of nice to see that for the first time I have a boss who trusts me and doesn't think I'm going to rob them blind or rape their first born or something to that affect. Even Domino's which has no money that isn't locked in a safe wouldn't let me open up the store so instead I'd get to stand there and wait for a manager to let me in. Maybe they were worried I'd jerk off in the cheese bin or something. Now I kind of wish I had done that.

In Pain and Tired

I have a wisdom tooth coming in which is weird as hell seeing how I got two of them in years ago and didn't think I'd get the other two. I had a pretty slack day at work although I stayed busy all day. I worked on a riding lawnmower a bit but I was just slacking. I want to shoot my father since he hasn't shut up about his new tattoo and all of that fun shit. I'm ready for bed already.

Yeehaw It's NASCAR Time!

I slept until 12:30 today it felt amazing. Then I laid around for a little bit and washed my truck. Now however I get to listen to my father gripe as he watches NASCAR. I'm trying my best to be interested but it's pretty hard. I have been on a serious hunt for some new friends lately and I have failed as hard as ever. Some things never change I guess.

I Feel Like I Have So Much To Say

Alright, it's finally time for my day and a half of a weekend thankfully. The past day or so has been really good. We were busy as hell this week at work so Lonnie bought us all lunch yesterday and then he wanted to go out drinking at Joey's with his buddy who came down from Virginia. I got there at about 9 and drank Heineken all night but he wouldn't let me pay for my drinks. At the end of the night he was like "this is for all of your hard work". How fucking cool of a boss is that? I felt bad that he was paying but he insisted. It was a fun place that I'll go back to even though I don't like the bar/nightclub scene at all. They had a DJ who was spot on with the mashups and stuff and it was all done with video as well so the big screen in front of the dance floor was quite cool. I am amazed at how much money rappers have to spend on music videos though. I did see Gun's 'N Roses, Aerosmith, Nirvana and Oasis all turned into rap songs though. It wasn't a trashy dive full of nasty women and fat old men either. There were some of each of course but I also learned that there are also incredibly hot snobby women in this town who will never speak to me that have the look like you'd just want to punch them in the face if you did. I had a guy who looked like an autistic Tom Green hitting on me last night, one chick who was so drunk she'd come on to anyone try and then some 50 some year old woman who started playing with my beard. It was mildly horrifying but I had a blast. I'm not one of those guys who will go grind on some drunk chick that will make out with ten other guys on the dance floor though so sitting there was amusing enough. Hell I've never even danced in my life of any sort. I'm also not the stud type that could actually pick up a girl at a bar since I have absolutely no game and no girl gets drunk enough to be that desperate anyhow. I just went for the booze and the entertainment. I got home at about 12:30 and stayed up until 2 and went to work this morning. I got my limited slip differential in my truck today as well which was an extremely awesome craigslist find for fifty bucks. It turned out to be a blessing in disguise because the carrier bearing on my old differential was coming apart and I would have been replacing it soon anyhow I found. I also hit my head really hard today and it hurts like hell. I've hit my head a few times lately and all have been extremely painful and for some reason after each time I get bloody boogers out of my left nostril only. It's totally random I know but I assume it's just a blood vessel or something. So that's pretty much it. I've got to go get dog food, toilet paper, light bulbs and detergent here shortly but I'm slacking on getting out of my comfy bed.

Undecided

So my boss wants me to go out to some bar tonight with him and his buddies. I'm not sure yet because I'm indecisive as fuck plus I actually hate bars. I could use the new friends though so it's a tough one. I'm sitting here reading the T-shirt hell newsletter for now and you should too. http://www.tshirthell.com/miscpages/newsletter/newsletter_021510.php
That's about all that I have to say intelligent for now.

I Miss My Angry Music

So I can't really play anything at work that I really want to anymore without getting bitched at by Dan, Chase and Lonnie about what in the hell I'm listening to. If you can make out the vocals it's okay so things like Metallica are still game and then things like Satyricon fall on the cusp but lean more towards no. But most days I want to listen to Opeth, Soilwork, Bodom, etc. and I can't. I used to be encouraged to get angry music going to piss Joe off at Dodge but now that it's a small shop and we have to coexist it's been a lot more of stuff like Shinedown and Chevelle but oh well. I still really enjoy my job and I really enjoy having money as well. I haven't even put last week's check in the bank yet actually so it's a nice change not counting nickels to get to payday. My biggest worry at the shop is that I get enough work done because a part of me is paranoid as fuck about working for one guy that he's barely keeping his head above water. I think I'm going to take a nap now as I listen to some Darkane since I miss them lately.

Perched On The Toilet

I am sitting here trying to shit out three weeks of food or something. I had a doctor today say that steak stays in your colon for 20 days or something which horrifies me as to how much my colon must weigh now. That kind of scares me into wanting to eat a little less meat. Or getting a colostomy or whatever it's called. I was early to work today and in a really good mood because of my cat for whatever reason. Last night when I closed my door for bed he ran in my room with me which he never does. When I went to sleep he crawled under my armpit and went to sleep there and every time that I rolled over he stood up and repositioned himself in the same spot until I got up at 7 to let him go to the bathroom. Now I'm home and about to take a shower because I realized that I forgot to wash off my right arm at work.

This Seems Hardly Worth It

I don't really know what the point of updating this for the sake of saying that I'm still alive everyday is. Nobody actually reads this and fuck I have nothing important to say. I still love my job, I still hate my home life and badly need some new friends. That's my life summarized in a sentence why keep repeating it right? But I probably shall continue ranting about it. If I haven't mentioned it lately fuck I love Acid Bath. I can't stop listening to them lately. They get stuck in my head and I even had the lyrics from Scream of the Butterfly in my head during a dream the other night. I am hoping my father pulls through with food tonight because I'm starved and when he went grocery shopping all that he bought was munchies and he has eradicated all of them.

As Useless As Winter Olympics

I am dead tired and my back hurts like hell. My day consisted of working on a Jaguar, a transmission dilemma with an old Lumina and other random crap. I'm slacking on showering right now too. My life is so pathetic I swear. I wish that I had something to do or somebody to hang out with outside of work.

So Glad I Didn't Go To Daytona

I am laying in bed watching Daytona and it is boring me to tears. I am sick of the stupid drama in my life right now. But I am so glad that my father is not home. At least Checker's was tasty. I'll always just be a fucking liar or something apparently so I'm just going to go for a bit.

Painful On The Wallet

So today was a pretty slow day at work but our dryer quit last night. My father has that knack of breaking things that aren't as simple as him. I went today and bought a new washer and dryer for $668. My boss is so cool he followed me all around town so we could get them both in one trip which was damned nice of him. I can't ask for much more in a boss really. On the way my radar detector broke as well which will cost me another $100 soon. I bought a new limited slip differential for my truck from a guy on craigslist as well before going to the Jensen Beach mall for a few minutes and Arby's and now working on a computer. All that I wanted to do was take a nap but I haven't gotten a moment of free time yet. It's pretty depressing. I still need to fix my laptop but can't find the parts for it so I'm getting pretty frustrated. Hopefully tomorrow will be better.

Another Long Day

I am thrilled to be home and in my bed and enjoying these last few minutes of peace until my father gets home with all of his dramatic bullshit about his job. I had to work on a truck for some of his Mexicans today so I'll hear the whole story about that of course. We were swamped today and I busted ass. My feet are blistered today actually. Dan and I went to Sears and stuff tonight and then I went to Target and found an awesome clock to butcher up for my bathroom. That was pretty much my whole day. Here's the clock though:

This Makes Half A Year Of Updating

I really need a life if I've noticed that I've updated this once a day for the past half a year and have given my two cents of bullshit everyday now. Work still kicks ass but now I'm really bored with life again all of a sudden now that I've nailed my sleeping habits down again. I come home and lay in bed with my computer and that's the end of my night. It's depressing as shit. I am seeing if anyone is interested at all in going to Daytona with me on Sunday but I'll probably just end up giving the tickets to some guy I've never met before because even I don't care. My father threw two tickets to the race in my lap last night and then gave me this huge bitchfit about how I couldn't sell them or one of them because he has someone who wants to go. So I told him if he was going to guilt trip me to just give them to whoever this guy is and I'll fuck off or whatever on Sunday happily. So I figured I'd give it another day and see if anybody who actually would want to go will go before I give them to this guy inevitably. I'm not lugging around someone even more apathetic about NASCAR than me because I don't feel like a miserable day so whatever is pretty much the best way to feel about this. I am dead tired. Also I am tired of listening to the same fucking radio bands over and over at work just to appease Dan and Chase. Three Days Grace isn't bad or anything but THEY'RE NOT METAL!

#182

So I should update this with lots of meaningful stuff about my life but I just don't have it to tell. I'm not really in a great mood as of late and I've enjoyed being at work more than being at home lately. I'm a bad person but a good mechanic so maybe work is more where I belong than here. I'm tired of arguing, I'm tired of being degraded and I'm tired of being the last resort when all other options have failed.

Nonsense Daily Update #181

It was another day at work but not a bad one. I still really like my job and how I do my work and go home and don't catch any shit about it. I do get annoyed by how immature Lonnie's 19 year old son is some days like today. He's singing along to shit like Paramore and Skillet today on the radio and then bitching about any music that isn't on the radio. I actually think that is the worst part of my job is that nobody else likes metal. Speaking of unmetal, Limp fucking Bizkit got added to Rock Fest in Tampa. How am I supposed to not laugh at that really? 2000 has come and gone, why bring it back? I guess that's all for today. I'm torn between guitar, Modern Warfare or just absolutely nothing again.

Oh Right, Update

So concerts are finally getting announced again. It's such a great thing to look forward to but so stressful to plan so far in advance it's weird. My father put on wrestling and now I can only beat my head into the wall. I worked late as hell today and I'm just completely exhausted and I don't care to update this. I want to play some Modern Warfare actually.

It's Over Now

So I'm home. The stadium where the Super Bowl is thought I was a terrorist or something and wouldn't let me pass shit out so I could make my money today. Last night's show was fun being away from my father. Sammy is pissed off at him for getting him drunk and then running to Ben to blame it on the manager of the club and when he sobered up he remembered it. It's really shitty feeling like a leper when I'm around my father at shows and he now texts anybody who is anybody like daily in an attempt to get attention so when I need them they won't answer. I really have to get away from here again. He needs to die. I like my job so it'd be perfect if he just died.

3 Hours 'Til Work

So I just got home from Orlando from the show. It was a blast overall except for the whole part of me wanting to hide in shame from my father. He went all out and spent about $300 on food and wine which is sad since a lot of stuff was free from his job. All of the bands absolutely loved the food though I will say but Sammy started drinking before the show which is a huge no-no. He ended up fucking up onstage a few times and Ben went as far as yelling at him for it and yelling at my father for bringing him booze and then my father tried acting like he'd magically make things all better. I had a blast with the Devildriver and Suffocation guys both as well so it was nice. My father then made me drive home even though I have to get up early and he doesn't. He just talked to me about stupid shit like how Kady was his favorite girlfriend of mine, how gay people are heartless, etc. so it was pretty earbleeding. Now I'll hope to get a few minutes of sleep.

This Is Cheating Again

I won't have time to update this later today so I might as well do it now before I get my whopping 6 hours of sleep. Tomorrow I will argue with Lonnie's son Chase about his taste in music because he thinks Avenged Sevenfold is more metal than Children of Bodom and stuff like that. It should make for a fun day before leaving at 3 and heading to the Goatwhore/Devildriver show of my father making an epic ass out of himself. Goodnight for now.

Interesting Day

So I got to work this morning and we seemed to be dead. So my boss had me go to his house to run wires for his big screen through the wall and hook it all up and then move old lawn furniture out of his yard and all of that fun manual labor shit. I don't care anymore because as long as I am on salary I am fine with it. So we get back and from lunchtime on I am swamped with work. I got out of work around 6 and ran to the music store hoping to find the wires I needed for my new wireless setup for my guitar but it was already closed. So I go to Radio Shack and Brad from Capitol Records calls asking if I want to make $150 to go to Miami and hand out 30 Seconds to Mars shit in the parking lot of the Super Bowl. I am going to the show in Lauderdale on Saturday so I told him I would. It should be pretty interesting finding somewhere to park to hand out all kinds of shit for a band that I don't remotely care about. So my weekend is now filled and I just have to find somewhere to crash Saturday night. So that's the update on my life.

I Would Complain

But fuck that. I don't feel like it. I'm pretty tired but I had a good day at work and I actually like my job still it's pretty amazing. Tomorrow the wireless receiver for my guitar comes and then I'll be fucking stoked. When in doubt, what would Hitler do?

Life's A Journey, Not A Destination

Well I'm home. I wish I could be all giddy about it but I'm on my third week at my job and I still enjoy my job more than I enjoy my home life. I know too many fake people who feel that their contribution to society comes in the form of 'modeling' pictures or 100 pictures that all look exactly the same. So I don't know if I rambled in here or not about the kid that I work with (Lonnie's son) who is 19 and thought Led Zeppelin was Ozzy and that the Animals were Led Zeppelin. So we argued all day today because he always wants me to play gay shit that I don't own like 30 Seconds to Mars for him and today he had the nerve to ask for Avenged Sevenfold. I proceeded to tell him how much I thought they sucked and were an insult to metal and music in general. His side is that Avenged Sevenfold has the 'sickest' drummer and guitarists of all time. I tried showing him Pantera as an example of quality musicianship and he was like 'the Rev is a lot better than him'. Then I named drummers that he had never heard of and he looked at me like I was the idiot and he says "well when I play Rock Band Avenged Sevenfold songs are always the hardest ones that's how I know they're better." I wept over that. I guess I'm going to take a nap, write, play PS3 or something now so until tomorrow...

I Haven't Shit

But my computer has. I started typing this but then my computer started dragging shit into the box so I had to start over again. I had some of God's laxative this morning - McDonald's Breakfast Burritos but I still feel pretty fat. Work was busier than it should have been today but it went by fast. My buddy Bill and I went to the book center to see Tim Dorsey who is my favorite author and he was pretty funny. I was amazed at how many old Jews with no life were there. It made me wish Hitler would return from the dead. Now I'm going to watch Reaper stand on my bed and antagonize Magni for a while.