Its December. Christmas time. The time of year when we're all supposed to think about our fellow man. This must be some kind of hipocritical joke, or something. As far as I can tell, Christmas time is all about me. (I'm not saying "me" meaning myself, just in a general sense.) You know what I mean. With most people its not "its better to give than receive", its just the opposite. They look forward to getting the gifts for what they might contain, not for the thought behind them. (Starting to ramble, focus Chinook. Focus.)
Ok. As far as looking forward to getting gifts, instead of giving them, everyone truly does this. Wether, or not, we admit it. There is just a certain satisfaction in having someone think enough of you to go to the trouble of getting something just for you. Or is it because they think that they'll feel guilty if they don't get a gift for you on the chance that you got one for them? Personally, I like to believe the former, since I generally tend to see the good in people. (At least the people I know. Others, well, I'll get to that in a little bit.) But, I think, that this is something everyone has a different opinion on.
And, from what I can tell, it gets worse every year. I mean, this year I started seeing Christmas decorations (in the PX) and advertisements (on AFN) right after Halloween. I can remember when stuff like that wouldn't start before December 1st. Then, over the years, it slipped to right after Thanksgiving. (Remember, this is all from an American's point of view.) And now, it starts after Halloween. So, basically, for 2 months we are bombarded with stuff telling us that we need to get gifts for other people. And, by insinuation, we should expect them in return. When did we get this bad?
I know that all of this seems extremely negative, but here is a good point to bring up. There are times I believe that noone expects the return you get from giving to be a gift. I don't know how many of my 3 readers have kids, (Well, I do know about 2 of you.) but they are of of the universal joys in this world. When you give a present to your kids, and see their faces light up when its opened. That is all that you ever need to get from them. You never expect anything more, and everything that the world can throw at you can never change that. Then, they get older, and start paying attention to what their friends get, and all of the ads on TV. And, slowly, ever so slowly, they start to lose that joy they once had. Its sad, really. But we only remember when they were younger, and that makes all the difference to me.
Then, there is fellow man stuff. I don't know how other people will look on me for this, but, if I don't know you, I don't really care what happens to you. I don't have the time, or inclination to care about people that don't concern me. (This is why people I know call me a cold hearted bastard, and I admit its very true.) Then, on top of this, I have a strict order of precedence on how much I may care. It goes like this: Family(there are a few friends in this category too); Friends; US Soldiers; Other US Military; Americans; then everyone else has to scramble for a spot. This doesn't mean that if someone I didn't know got in an accident, or had a heart attack, right in front of me that I wouldn't try to help. I would, but only because it would be the right thing to do, not because I cared.
Sorry about that, I didn't mean to get all sinical. And I'm not in a bad mood. I guess it was just one of those times to vent. That does happen once in a while. I'll try to keep it to a minimum in the future. Anyway, to end on a happy note, in 19 days I get to go back to Tennesse to see my kids for Christmas. I get to be with them for just over 2 weeks, and I am looking forward to it. During that time there won't be any updates, my time will be for them and the other memebers of my family I will be seeing with them.
As always, I'll see ya'll later.
30 November 2005
Bored at work.
I was just sitting around this afternoon wating for the end of the day with nothing to do but surf the web for a while, and I come across this picture. I found it on Military.com. And the caption reads, "Here's a pic of the latest acquistion of weaponry of the New Zealand Defence Force." Of course, when I saw that I just had to send it in an email to Kiwi to get a rile out of her. Well, it didn't turn out quite how I expected it to. She ended up laughing about it. Which is good, just not as much fun as if she'd been just a little angry, but still able to get the joke.
Which doing this made think. Did you ever notice that with people that you consider friends, when you find out what buttons to push, you try to annoy them with those things. Not to get them angry, but to poke fun at them. (Well, at least I do. And so do most of my friends. Hmmm, birds of a feather?) But why do we do it? Does it make you better friends?
And that question brings up the other end of the spectrum. The people we dislike. With them, it certainly isn't to become better friends. We do it to purposely get them angry. So why do we do the same thing with both groups of people? I don't know. I'm just thinking out loud. (Well, sort of out loud.) Well, it looks like this is turning out to be another ramble. So, I think that I'll go ahead and stop here.
Oh, one more thing. I checked out Lil'Froggy's site, and its not too bad. It seems she decided to start her's up for the same reason that me and Bizkit did. A place to basically say what ever she wants to say, and not have to worry (too much) about it turning into an argument if someone has a problem with what she says. Check it out.
I'll talk to ya'll later.
29 November 2005
Lazy Morning.
Ok, well, I didn't write anything yesterday. I don't know why, but, I just couldn't think of anything to talk about. (Especially since I have a total of, I think, 2, maybe 3 readers. I'm almost to the big time now.) But I was kind of surprised by the comment that Lil' Froggy left on my last entry. Not by what it said, or how it was said. (She's has taken the time to think about what she puts there and hasn't been rude, or disrespectful, at all.) But it was the length of her reply. Her first reply was very short and to the point. And this one, while lengthy, didn't ramble, or get off the subject. She also has a blog here on Blogspot, you can see it here. I haven't had a chance to look at it yet. (Bizkit pointed out to me just this morning.) But, I will soon, and I'll let ya'll know what I think. Anyway, Lil' Froggy, thanks for takeing the time to read my ramblings and the time to think about your reply to them. And yes, we did meet at the pool. I used to work with Brewer, Bruner, Murry and Pompa a couple of years ago. (Back before I came to Korea the first time.) It was just one of those in passing things, and we never said anymore than "Hi" to each other. And when Bizkit told me who you were, I remembered. That's all.
Since I've started this by talking about blogs and such, I maight as well continue. If you'll recall back a few posts ago, I mentioned a blog by a Singaporian girl that goes by the name of Izzy, The Sarong Party Girl is the name. Anyway, I made a mistake when I mentioned her age, I said she was 22. I was wrong, she's only 19! Why am I so impressed about this? Come on, she is only 19 and she has an outlook on life that most people twice her age are just getting around to. (At least it looks this way from her writeing.) I sent her an e-mail to let her know that I was putting up a link to her blog from mine. (To me, that just seems like a common courtesy. Lil' Froggy, you'll be getting one too.) And to let her know that if she disapproved, I would take out the link. She wrote me back telling me that it’s a free world, and basically, she didn't have a problem with it. So. I thought that I would give her site another plug. She really is a fairly good writer.
And the last site that I check out on a regular basis is Bizkit's. Mostly because reading his stuff, and hearing what goes on that he doesn't write about, (We do work in the same shop together and hang out after work.) gives me quite a few things to write about on here. And sometimes, only sometimes, I'm able to show him (and some of the others involved) a different point of view. Besides, he loves drama, (just ask him, he'll tell you.) and sometime this generates a little bit more. Not to mention, it’s neutral ground.
Well, that's all that I have for now. I may write more later today, but who knows? I'll see ya'll later.
Since I've started this by talking about blogs and such, I maight as well continue. If you'll recall back a few posts ago, I mentioned a blog by a Singaporian girl that goes by the name of Izzy, The Sarong Party Girl is the name. Anyway, I made a mistake when I mentioned her age, I said she was 22. I was wrong, she's only 19! Why am I so impressed about this? Come on, she is only 19 and she has an outlook on life that most people twice her age are just getting around to. (At least it looks this way from her writeing.) I sent her an e-mail to let her know that I was putting up a link to her blog from mine. (To me, that just seems like a common courtesy. Lil' Froggy, you'll be getting one too.) And to let her know that if she disapproved, I would take out the link. She wrote me back telling me that it’s a free world, and basically, she didn't have a problem with it. So. I thought that I would give her site another plug. She really is a fairly good writer.
And the last site that I check out on a regular basis is Bizkit's. Mostly because reading his stuff, and hearing what goes on that he doesn't write about, (We do work in the same shop together and hang out after work.) gives me quite a few things to write about on here. And sometimes, only sometimes, I'm able to show him (and some of the others involved) a different point of view. Besides, he loves drama, (just ask him, he'll tell you.) and sometime this generates a little bit more. Not to mention, it’s neutral ground.
Well, that's all that I have for now. I may write more later today, but who knows? I'll see ya'll later.
28 November 2005
I'M BACK!!!!
Well, I'm back. A little earlier than I expected, (which is always a good thing.) and, it was just in time for Thanksgiving. Unfortunately, my laptop went out on me again, (That is starting to really get annoying. I mean I just got it fixed, and here I have to again.) and I have to send it all the way back to the States to get it fixed under warranty. (The company won't let me use the repair center in South Korea because I bought it in the States.) So, I'm stuck right now with using the comp at work till I get the laptop back. What does this mean to you? Well, nothing really. I just wanted to complain about it a little.
For those of you who don't know about Thanksgiving, let me talk about it for a little bit. Thanksgiving is one of the larger American holidays, right behind Christmas, and in front of the Fourth of July. It’s a time for families to get together and just enjoy each other's company, and reflect on just what we have to be thankful for.
Well, this year, for me, I got back the night before and didn't have the time to set anything up with the friends that I have here. So, we decided to have our own little Thanksgiving on the 3rd of December. With that decided, this holiday weekend became just another 4-day weekend. I ended up going over to Bizkit's house and drinking a little bit of Mekong (Thai whiskey that I picked up on the way home.) and watching a couple of movies with him and the Brit. Also, Biz tells me that he's gotten back together, sort of, with his ex-fiancée. (I could have hit him when he said that, but, its his life. And, I thought that maybe it could work out between them.) And then I went home. (I was too tired from the flights to go out.)
Then on Thanksgiving night, I met up with the Brit to go out and have a little bit of fun. (Bizkit was invited too, but he had a bad feeling what with it being a holiday and all.) So, it was just me and the Brit. We met up at around 8:30 PM and went to our favorite watering hole. (I had already polished off a half of one of the Mekong bottles I brought back, and was in a rather good mood already.) We were the first ones in the place and Momma (the owner) and her daughter were happy as always to see us. And we proceeded to have a very good time. I got totally trashed, bad enough that I was actually pretty willing to go out and dance at a club with her. Well, we were both pretty drunk. Even with both of us hanging on to the other one, we couldn't walk very straight. We said our goodbyes and went our separate ways. All in all, a good night, oh, but the next morning I was hating the night before, if you know what I mean.
The next night, Friday, I went out again, this time Biz didn't bow out, and we met up with the Brit and Kiwi. However, Kiwi brought another Kiwi into the group. (Kiwi II?) We did some more drinking, and a little bit of dancing, and called it a night. No fights, arguments, or anything else to ruin the night. All in all, a good night.
Anyway, enough about my life since I got back. I want to talk about Biz and his ex for a moment. (This is all from my point of view. As he hasn't wanted to talk too much about it, or at least doesn't appear to. And I'm not one to pry, without reason.) Apparently, while I was gone and unable to give him advice, he and Lil' Froggy started talking seriously again. (Which could be good.) And they had come to some kind of understanding, exactly what, I don't know. But he did say that she might come out to visit him in the spring. (To me, being willing to take a 17 hour one way flight just to see someone for a week says a lot about how they feel.) And that things were almost back to the way they had been before he left. That was Wednesday night, Fast forward to Friday night when I saw him next, things weren't so happy in Bizkit's World. See, he has a picture, or at least did before the house cleaning, on his blog with him, the Brit, and the Okie. It went up with his first post, and had been there ever since. I guess that she saw it for the first time and got a little bit miffed. Seeing that and the title of the post, "Single and Loving It." Personally, I don't see where the problem comes in. Maybe she got jealous over the pic and title. But, where is it any of her concern? They had broken up, and were on different sides of the world. To me, the first reason alone is good enough that he shouldn't need to worry about what she thinks. So, when she gets angry with him, (just guessing here) obviously, he gets angry back. Words are exchanged, and they're back to where we started this little circle. No offence Lil' Froggy, but I wouldn't even have given you the chance to work things out. I would have moved on with my life and never looked back, nor careing about what happened to you. (I have been called a cold heartless bastard by people before, and will be again. After all, it is true.) Its just the way I am. Biz actually wanted to work things out and have you back. Its just the way he is. And while I do know who you are, (We have met before, a couple of years ago) I really don't know you, so I can't have any idea what you think about the whole situation. (Other than what you have posted on Biz's blog.) My advice, unless you two are going to be at least on the same continent, don't even try getting back together. The slightest thing can be misread, or misunderstood, and set everyone's blood boiling. And it is too hard to work out. And when you have trust issues on top of it, just forget about it completely.
Well, that's all I have for now. Well thought out comments are always welcome, all others will be ignored. I'll see ya'll later.
For those of you who don't know about Thanksgiving, let me talk about it for a little bit. Thanksgiving is one of the larger American holidays, right behind Christmas, and in front of the Fourth of July. It’s a time for families to get together and just enjoy each other's company, and reflect on just what we have to be thankful for.
Well, this year, for me, I got back the night before and didn't have the time to set anything up with the friends that I have here. So, we decided to have our own little Thanksgiving on the 3rd of December. With that decided, this holiday weekend became just another 4-day weekend. I ended up going over to Bizkit's house and drinking a little bit of Mekong (Thai whiskey that I picked up on the way home.) and watching a couple of movies with him and the Brit. Also, Biz tells me that he's gotten back together, sort of, with his ex-fiancée. (I could have hit him when he said that, but, its his life. And, I thought that maybe it could work out between them.) And then I went home. (I was too tired from the flights to go out.)
Then on Thanksgiving night, I met up with the Brit to go out and have a little bit of fun. (Bizkit was invited too, but he had a bad feeling what with it being a holiday and all.) So, it was just me and the Brit. We met up at around 8:30 PM and went to our favorite watering hole. (I had already polished off a half of one of the Mekong bottles I brought back, and was in a rather good mood already.) We were the first ones in the place and Momma (the owner) and her daughter were happy as always to see us. And we proceeded to have a very good time. I got totally trashed, bad enough that I was actually pretty willing to go out and dance at a club with her. Well, we were both pretty drunk. Even with both of us hanging on to the other one, we couldn't walk very straight. We said our goodbyes and went our separate ways. All in all, a good night, oh, but the next morning I was hating the night before, if you know what I mean.
The next night, Friday, I went out again, this time Biz didn't bow out, and we met up with the Brit and Kiwi. However, Kiwi brought another Kiwi into the group. (Kiwi II?) We did some more drinking, and a little bit of dancing, and called it a night. No fights, arguments, or anything else to ruin the night. All in all, a good night.
Anyway, enough about my life since I got back. I want to talk about Biz and his ex for a moment. (This is all from my point of view. As he hasn't wanted to talk too much about it, or at least doesn't appear to. And I'm not one to pry, without reason.) Apparently, while I was gone and unable to give him advice, he and Lil' Froggy started talking seriously again. (Which could be good.) And they had come to some kind of understanding, exactly what, I don't know. But he did say that she might come out to visit him in the spring. (To me, being willing to take a 17 hour one way flight just to see someone for a week says a lot about how they feel.) And that things were almost back to the way they had been before he left. That was Wednesday night, Fast forward to Friday night when I saw him next, things weren't so happy in Bizkit's World. See, he has a picture, or at least did before the house cleaning, on his blog with him, the Brit, and the Okie. It went up with his first post, and had been there ever since. I guess that she saw it for the first time and got a little bit miffed. Seeing that and the title of the post, "Single and Loving It." Personally, I don't see where the problem comes in. Maybe she got jealous over the pic and title. But, where is it any of her concern? They had broken up, and were on different sides of the world. To me, the first reason alone is good enough that he shouldn't need to worry about what she thinks. So, when she gets angry with him, (just guessing here) obviously, he gets angry back. Words are exchanged, and they're back to where we started this little circle. No offence Lil' Froggy, but I wouldn't even have given you the chance to work things out. I would have moved on with my life and never looked back, nor careing about what happened to you. (I have been called a cold heartless bastard by people before, and will be again. After all, it is true.) Its just the way I am. Biz actually wanted to work things out and have you back. Its just the way he is. And while I do know who you are, (We have met before, a couple of years ago) I really don't know you, so I can't have any idea what you think about the whole situation. (Other than what you have posted on Biz's blog.) My advice, unless you two are going to be at least on the same continent, don't even try getting back together. The slightest thing can be misread, or misunderstood, and set everyone's blood boiling. And it is too hard to work out. And when you have trust issues on top of it, just forget about it completely.
Well, that's all I have for now. Well thought out comments are always welcome, all others will be ignored. I'll see ya'll later.
14 November 2005
Got to take a break
Sorry, but I have to take a short break from the blog. I'll be gone for a few weeks and won't have access to the net. Check back every once in a while, who knows, if I get access, I may put up post. If not, then I'll have a large update when I get back.
And Lil Froggy, thanks for coming by. And you are more than welcome to put comments here, just like Sarah. I only ask that you keep it civil, and think before you type.
I'll see ya'll later.
And Lil Froggy, thanks for coming by. And you are more than welcome to put comments here, just like Sarah. I only ask that you keep it civil, and think before you type.
I'll see ya'll later.
11 November 2005
Ramblings
What’s up for today? Absolutely nothing. That’s right, I’ve got nothing. I thought that I would have plenty of time while I was on duty, but it was an extremely busy night. (I actually prefer the boring nights. Boring is good.) So, I didn’t get to write anything last night.
In light of last night, I think that I’m just going to ramble for a few minutes here. So, please, bear with me. (Maybe this will give me ideas for later.) There are a few other blogs that I read on a regular basis. (actually, two.) One is Bizkit’s, the other is by a woman that calls herself Izzy. (Her blog is here.) She’s fairly young, (I think she’s about 22, or so.) from Singapore, and not afraid to live the way she wants to, or speak her mind. (Both are things that I respect.) She takes the time to think about how she wants to say something, instead of just flying off the handle and doing the internet equivalent of screaming. If you’re interested, (my one reader) go check out her site. I think its worth it, otherwise, I wouldn’t recommend it.
I don’t know if you’ve been keeping up with what’s been going on between Bizkit and his ex (Lil Froggy. And I know that you have, Sarah.), but it seems that they may be coming around to see things the way the other does. Of course, I could be wrong. But, it seems as if their messages back and forth (his on the site and her’s in the comments section there.) are getting a little nicer. (And I’m still hoping that she may comment here.) And I do hope that things may work out between them, at least as far as they can get back on speaking terms with each other. Other than that, I think it’s too much to hope for.
Well, that’s about all for now. I’m going to get some sleep. See ya’ll later.
In light of last night, I think that I’m just going to ramble for a few minutes here. So, please, bear with me. (Maybe this will give me ideas for later.) There are a few other blogs that I read on a regular basis. (actually, two.) One is Bizkit’s, the other is by a woman that calls herself Izzy. (Her blog is here.) She’s fairly young, (I think she’s about 22, or so.) from Singapore, and not afraid to live the way she wants to, or speak her mind. (Both are things that I respect.) She takes the time to think about how she wants to say something, instead of just flying off the handle and doing the internet equivalent of screaming. If you’re interested, (my one reader) go check out her site. I think its worth it, otherwise, I wouldn’t recommend it.
I don’t know if you’ve been keeping up with what’s been going on between Bizkit and his ex (Lil Froggy. And I know that you have, Sarah.), but it seems that they may be coming around to see things the way the other does. Of course, I could be wrong. But, it seems as if their messages back and forth (his on the site and her’s in the comments section there.) are getting a little nicer. (And I’m still hoping that she may comment here.) And I do hope that things may work out between them, at least as far as they can get back on speaking terms with each other. Other than that, I think it’s too much to hope for.
Well, that’s about all for now. I’m going to get some sleep. See ya’ll later.
10 November 2005
Love lost, friends found, and dinner
Sarah thanks again for your comments. It’s nice to see that not everyone flies off the handle. It is appreciated. (And the pic of him and the girls was just to get a rise out of everyone back home. And, well honestly, it appears to have worked.)
Anyway, do you remember me talking about my friend that was having the problem with dumping a guy? Well, I think that me, and two other friends, were able to get through to her. (Well, there is a little more to it than that. There always is.) We talked for a long time. (Well, for a guy, the hour and a half IS a long time to talk about someone else’s relationship.) And she admitted to starting to get involved in one of our friends. So I was right, kind of. It wasn’t the friend I thought it was. But, he’s still a much better guy then the one she was with. (I’ve known him for almost a year and a half.) Now, I’ll just have to wait and see if she sticks to her guns. (Keep your fingers crossed.) I know that I wish her and the new guy the best.
But this brings me to a new problem. What happens when the three of them are in the same place at the same time? (You know it will happen. We all hang out at the same places.) Both guys are friends of mine. (Ok, equal there.) Both are in the same unit as me. (Still no help.) Do I break it down to as stupid a thing as how long I’ve known each one? (I’ve known the new one a little longer) Do I base it off of previous treatment? (The new guy is just starting. And I kind of sympathize with the old one.) I really don’t know what to do. Or, even if I should do anything at all. But, thankfully, I have a little bit of time to think about it.
Well, enough about depressing stuff. As ya’ll know, Bizkit and I are friends. And last night we had dinner over at his place with Kiwi and the Brit. The Okie was supposed to show up too, but called and said she couldn’t. I made beef enchiladas (cheese ones for the Brit, bloody vegetarians.), salsa (home made, not from a jar.), and some refried beans (these are from a can, haven’t figured those out yet). Yes, I can cook, and pretty damn well too. Everyone enjoyed the meal, including Brit. (Even though she didn’t know what and enchilada was. I give her props for trusting me enough to try them.) Kiwi picked up some wine. And we all agreed, (Except for Bizkit, he had Absinth.) that the wine tasted terrible. I think that its taste just clashed too much with the food. But it’s the thought that counts, after all. Everyone had a good time. We watched a couple of movies. (Eurotrip and Closer) I love Eurotrip, it’s a hilarious movie. (Especially the Italian guy on the train.) But Closer, man that is a screwed up movie. I don’t see why they all just didn’t kill themselves. (Other than it wasn’t in the script.) If you’ve seen the movie, and you like it, I think you need your head examined. After that, me and Brit left to go our separate ways, and Kiwi stayed to watch another movie. Bizkit told me what it was, but I forgot. All in all, it was a good night.
Today, I was able to leave at lunch and not come back. What a way to start a four day weekend. But, I have to pull 24 hour duty tomorrow. What a way to screw up a four day weekend. At least I will get a few days of it. And right now, it looks like I’ll be meeting Kiwi, Brit, and Bizkit. (Along with the usual cast of characters that I don’t mention that often, i.e. Okie and Fred.) So, because I don’t have net access while I’m on duty, there may not be a post tomorrow. But I plan on working on one with all of the time I’ll have. Which means you can look forward to a well thought out (at least for me) one on Saturday.
Well, that’s about all I have for now. I’ll see ya’ll later.
Anyway, do you remember me talking about my friend that was having the problem with dumping a guy? Well, I think that me, and two other friends, were able to get through to her. (Well, there is a little more to it than that. There always is.) We talked for a long time. (Well, for a guy, the hour and a half IS a long time to talk about someone else’s relationship.) And she admitted to starting to get involved in one of our friends. So I was right, kind of. It wasn’t the friend I thought it was. But, he’s still a much better guy then the one she was with. (I’ve known him for almost a year and a half.) Now, I’ll just have to wait and see if she sticks to her guns. (Keep your fingers crossed.) I know that I wish her and the new guy the best.
But this brings me to a new problem. What happens when the three of them are in the same place at the same time? (You know it will happen. We all hang out at the same places.) Both guys are friends of mine. (Ok, equal there.) Both are in the same unit as me. (Still no help.) Do I break it down to as stupid a thing as how long I’ve known each one? (I’ve known the new one a little longer) Do I base it off of previous treatment? (The new guy is just starting. And I kind of sympathize with the old one.) I really don’t know what to do. Or, even if I should do anything at all. But, thankfully, I have a little bit of time to think about it.
Well, enough about depressing stuff. As ya’ll know, Bizkit and I are friends. And last night we had dinner over at his place with Kiwi and the Brit. The Okie was supposed to show up too, but called and said she couldn’t. I made beef enchiladas (cheese ones for the Brit, bloody vegetarians.), salsa (home made, not from a jar.), and some refried beans (these are from a can, haven’t figured those out yet). Yes, I can cook, and pretty damn well too. Everyone enjoyed the meal, including Brit. (Even though she didn’t know what and enchilada was. I give her props for trusting me enough to try them.) Kiwi picked up some wine. And we all agreed, (Except for Bizkit, he had Absinth.) that the wine tasted terrible. I think that its taste just clashed too much with the food. But it’s the thought that counts, after all. Everyone had a good time. We watched a couple of movies. (Eurotrip and Closer) I love Eurotrip, it’s a hilarious movie. (Especially the Italian guy on the train.) But Closer, man that is a screwed up movie. I don’t see why they all just didn’t kill themselves. (Other than it wasn’t in the script.) If you’ve seen the movie, and you like it, I think you need your head examined. After that, me and Brit left to go our separate ways, and Kiwi stayed to watch another movie. Bizkit told me what it was, but I forgot. All in all, it was a good night.
Today, I was able to leave at lunch and not come back. What a way to start a four day weekend. But, I have to pull 24 hour duty tomorrow. What a way to screw up a four day weekend. At least I will get a few days of it. And right now, it looks like I’ll be meeting Kiwi, Brit, and Bizkit. (Along with the usual cast of characters that I don’t mention that often, i.e. Okie and Fred.) So, because I don’t have net access while I’m on duty, there may not be a post tomorrow. But I plan on working on one with all of the time I’ll have. Which means you can look forward to a well thought out (at least for me) one on Saturday.
Well, that’s about all I have for now. I’ll see ya’ll later.
08 November 2005
People actually read my stuff!!!!!
I got a comment?!?! Someone actually took the time to read my blog! (Someone other than bizkit. I haven't actually told anyone about this yet. This deserves a change from what I had prepared to put up today.) Hey, its someone that doesn't totally agree with me, but that's ok. After all, she (I'm assuming she, going by the name.) didn't rant, or try to be insulting, or anything like that. Criticism like that, I can take. What I can't stand is when someone gets pissed off, and then immediately starts hammering away at the keyboard. People, if you want someone to take you seriously, or even listen to you, calm down and think about what you want to say. It makes things so much easier.
But, before I go any further in this, I have a question (or more) for Sarah. How did you find out about my blog? How do you know bizkit and his ex? (Obviously by your comments, you do.) And, (last one, I promise) what prompted you to reply to what I wrote? I'm very curious to find out this info, so, if you would be so kind as to let me know.
Ok, now on to respond to what you said, Sarah. (I'll do it here, because, to me, it doesn't seem right to use the comments section. That's for my guests. Now, that I know I have at least one.) First, about bizkit and his ex's situation. The first thing I said was that everything I know about it is from one side. And I only used it as an example because it was at the top of my mind. (What little space there is, means the top is a very small place.) Its as simple as that. You did point out a few things that I didn't know about, and that I had only heard from his side. But what you told me is still second hand. If you would relay a message to her, please tell her that she is welcome to come here and clear up anything that I have wrong. But, only if she thinks about what she is going to say first.
And I agree with you that we need to listen to whoever we are dating a little more closely sometimes. But, you can't constantly look for a hidden meaning behind what she says. Doing that is what gets us into trouble. If I want something, I'll tell you straight out. No beating around the bush, or hints. Men aren't wired that way. Women, on the other hand, usually hint at what they really mean. (There are exceptions, there always are.) All I want is for the woman to tell me what she means straight out. Is that too much to ask for? I don't think so.
Thanks for the tips. (If you don't know what I mean, check out Sarah's comments to my Women post.) But being friends after a relationship is, in my experience, almost never possible. Even if you were just friends before. (I only have two women that are friends after we were involved with each other. One, is someone I consider family. The other, we've only recently become friends again. Mostly because of our son, and because we've had years to get over the wrongs that we each think the other one caused us.) You're right about the attraction thing, but that is also what will cause the problems with being just friends afterward. I don't like to get involved with someone that I consider a good friend, because, unless she's an extremely good friend, you can't just go back to the way it was before. It gets too awkward. And the jealousy thing sometimes comes into play, especially if you think you're better than the new person. (And you will always think that, unless you have a low self-esteem.)
That's all I have for now. And again, Sarah, thank you for at least reading and leaving a comment that made me think. See ya'll next time.
But, before I go any further in this, I have a question (or more) for Sarah. How did you find out about my blog? How do you know bizkit and his ex? (Obviously by your comments, you do.) And, (last one, I promise) what prompted you to reply to what I wrote? I'm very curious to find out this info, so, if you would be so kind as to let me know.
Ok, now on to respond to what you said, Sarah. (I'll do it here, because, to me, it doesn't seem right to use the comments section. That's for my guests. Now, that I know I have at least one.) First, about bizkit and his ex's situation. The first thing I said was that everything I know about it is from one side. And I only used it as an example because it was at the top of my mind. (What little space there is, means the top is a very small place.) Its as simple as that. You did point out a few things that I didn't know about, and that I had only heard from his side. But what you told me is still second hand. If you would relay a message to her, please tell her that she is welcome to come here and clear up anything that I have wrong. But, only if she thinks about what she is going to say first.
And I agree with you that we need to listen to whoever we are dating a little more closely sometimes. But, you can't constantly look for a hidden meaning behind what she says. Doing that is what gets us into trouble. If I want something, I'll tell you straight out. No beating around the bush, or hints. Men aren't wired that way. Women, on the other hand, usually hint at what they really mean. (There are exceptions, there always are.) All I want is for the woman to tell me what she means straight out. Is that too much to ask for? I don't think so.
Thanks for the tips. (If you don't know what I mean, check out Sarah's comments to my Women post.) But being friends after a relationship is, in my experience, almost never possible. Even if you were just friends before. (I only have two women that are friends after we were involved with each other. One, is someone I consider family. The other, we've only recently become friends again. Mostly because of our son, and because we've had years to get over the wrongs that we each think the other one caused us.) You're right about the attraction thing, but that is also what will cause the problems with being just friends afterward. I don't like to get involved with someone that I consider a good friend, because, unless she's an extremely good friend, you can't just go back to the way it was before. It gets too awkward. And the jealousy thing sometimes comes into play, especially if you think you're better than the new person. (And you will always think that, unless you have a low self-esteem.)
That's all I have for now. And again, Sarah, thank you for at least reading and leaving a comment that made me think. See ya'll next time.
07 November 2005
Women!
What can I say about them. They can be a pain in the ass sometimes, actually, more often than not. But, We must like the torture, because we keep coming back for more. Think about it, most of us (I mean men here.) have had a bad relationship (or two, or three, etc., etc. And I do mean bad relationships, not bad women, every man needs those once in a while) at one point or another, but we still go after the same type of woman. (Most of the time.) Why is that? Personally, I really don't know. And I do know that I have done it myself. Is it the challenge of overcoming hardship that drives us to basically beat our heads up against a wall? Do we just enjoy the pain of those type of relationships? (And I'm sure some people do) I really don't get it. I've talked about my friend that is having the same type of problem with her ex/current boyfriend, so I know that this problem affects women too. But seeing as I don't have much info to go on in that area (other than trying to help my friends) I'll concentrate on the male side of the problem.
As an example of what I'm talking about, I'll use Bizkit's current problem. (Sorry man, if it bothers you that I used you in here.) His ex-wife, from what I've heard (admittedly, one sided), is a lazy, mooching bitch. She uses his son against him to get him to do what she wants him to do. This man loved her, and more than likely still has some feeling for what happens to her. I'm sorry, but how can you care enough to take the time to WANT to have a child with someone, and then turn around and use the kid as a bargaining chip?!? I've seen this quite a few times. And it really is painful to the guy who basically gets thrown out in the cold when this happens. Of course, we would never admit it in public, (or private, for that matter) and go thru our lives like it is not of too much importance. Anyway, I'm starting to go off on a tangent here. As I said, he gets divorced from her, and she ends up treating him like shit. (And apparently was before this, as well.) He ends up doing what most men do when this happens, he doesn't let anybody in, if he thinks that they will end up causing pain. While this is great in theory, it is bad in practice. (I don't want to think how many I missed by doing this.) And during this time, we try to find women that are different to the one that screwed us over. But, we never really give them the chance to show us how different they are. So, we do this for a while (weeks, months, years, in my case) and we end up looking for the ones like the one that hurt us. (I think that we do it subconsciously.) This is what happened (I think) to Bizkit with his (now) ex-fiancée. From what it sounds like to me, she started treating him the same way the ex-wife did, and in the same way too. (At least this time he wasn't married yet.) I've done the same type of thing, and so have others that I know.
Why do we do this? Is it because we end up missing the same type of person? Or, is it a quality that that person had that we are attracted to? (Bizkit tells me that, for him, it’s a quality. But, I'll let him explain it on his own, if he wants.) For me, I think that it’s the personality traits that I go after. (Don't get me wrong, a good personality is a must, yes. But, If she doesn't look good enough to attract my attention in the first place, I'll never find out about the personality. I'm sure it’s the same with everyone, whether or not you admit it.) And we almost always find ourselves back in the same type of relationships. Doesn't this sound kind of stupid on our part? So, we got to ask ourselves how do we stop this from happening?
(A little disclaimer here. I have no idea if these suggestions are by any means going to work. Think about it here. I'm just an old soldier, not a relationship counselor, or anything like that. But, I have been emotionally beat up a few times by bad relationships. So this stuff may actually work. Who knows?)
Obviously, the first thing is (surprise, surprise) knowing that there is a problem. (Hi. My name is Chinook, and I'm addicted to bad relationships.) But this is actually the hard part. And without knowing the problem, you can't fix it.
First, try changing locations. Not always a doable thing, especially when you have things like a job, house and stuff like that. But, lucky me, if you're in the military, this one is easily solved. And I have to admit, it wasn't just the location change, it was also the different culture too. So, maybe just moving from place to place in the States might not help, but you never know till you try.
Next, don't go to the same places to meet women. But we are creatures of habit, and like to go to the places we feel comfortable in. Well, all I have to say about that is, shake it up a little. Go to a place you wouldn't normally. If you like Country music, (Don't know why, but some people are deranged that way.) and always go to those type of places, stop for a while and try a Rock or Hip-Hop club. Who knows, you might even enjoy going there for the people, if not the music.
Third, and finally, consciously look for someone that is the opposite of what you normally go for. But the only way to do this is to know what the problem is. (DUH) If you like the extremely outgoing type, try to get a shy person. (Sure that could be a lot of work, but after all, the chase is always the best part of any hunt. And this is a hunt.) If you like a blonde, go for a redhead, or brunette. Change it up a little, you may just end up happier.
Wow, I'm starting to sound like Ann Landers here. (Must stop that.) Anyway, don't worry about taking chances, you're going to have to sooner or later, might as well do it on your own terms, rather than her's. And lets face it, all men need women in their lives (Except for gay men.) because without them, life really sucks.
I promise that next time I won't get as much into things like this. I have a much better subject in mind. (Well, yes, better subject, but still about women, and a little more interesting.)
As an example of what I'm talking about, I'll use Bizkit's current problem. (Sorry man, if it bothers you that I used you in here.) His ex-wife, from what I've heard (admittedly, one sided), is a lazy, mooching bitch. She uses his son against him to get him to do what she wants him to do. This man loved her, and more than likely still has some feeling for what happens to her. I'm sorry, but how can you care enough to take the time to WANT to have a child with someone, and then turn around and use the kid as a bargaining chip?!? I've seen this quite a few times. And it really is painful to the guy who basically gets thrown out in the cold when this happens. Of course, we would never admit it in public, (or private, for that matter) and go thru our lives like it is not of too much importance. Anyway, I'm starting to go off on a tangent here. As I said, he gets divorced from her, and she ends up treating him like shit. (And apparently was before this, as well.) He ends up doing what most men do when this happens, he doesn't let anybody in, if he thinks that they will end up causing pain. While this is great in theory, it is bad in practice. (I don't want to think how many I missed by doing this.) And during this time, we try to find women that are different to the one that screwed us over. But, we never really give them the chance to show us how different they are. So, we do this for a while (weeks, months, years, in my case) and we end up looking for the ones like the one that hurt us. (I think that we do it subconsciously.) This is what happened (I think) to Bizkit with his (now) ex-fiancée. From what it sounds like to me, she started treating him the same way the ex-wife did, and in the same way too. (At least this time he wasn't married yet.) I've done the same type of thing, and so have others that I know.
Why do we do this? Is it because we end up missing the same type of person? Or, is it a quality that that person had that we are attracted to? (Bizkit tells me that, for him, it’s a quality. But, I'll let him explain it on his own, if he wants.) For me, I think that it’s the personality traits that I go after. (Don't get me wrong, a good personality is a must, yes. But, If she doesn't look good enough to attract my attention in the first place, I'll never find out about the personality. I'm sure it’s the same with everyone, whether or not you admit it.) And we almost always find ourselves back in the same type of relationships. Doesn't this sound kind of stupid on our part? So, we got to ask ourselves how do we stop this from happening?
(A little disclaimer here. I have no idea if these suggestions are by any means going to work. Think about it here. I'm just an old soldier, not a relationship counselor, or anything like that. But, I have been emotionally beat up a few times by bad relationships. So this stuff may actually work. Who knows?)
Obviously, the first thing is (surprise, surprise) knowing that there is a problem. (Hi. My name is Chinook, and I'm addicted to bad relationships.) But this is actually the hard part. And without knowing the problem, you can't fix it.
First, try changing locations. Not always a doable thing, especially when you have things like a job, house and stuff like that. But, lucky me, if you're in the military, this one is easily solved. And I have to admit, it wasn't just the location change, it was also the different culture too. So, maybe just moving from place to place in the States might not help, but you never know till you try.
Next, don't go to the same places to meet women. But we are creatures of habit, and like to go to the places we feel comfortable in. Well, all I have to say about that is, shake it up a little. Go to a place you wouldn't normally. If you like Country music, (Don't know why, but some people are deranged that way.) and always go to those type of places, stop for a while and try a Rock or Hip-Hop club. Who knows, you might even enjoy going there for the people, if not the music.
Third, and finally, consciously look for someone that is the opposite of what you normally go for. But the only way to do this is to know what the problem is. (DUH) If you like the extremely outgoing type, try to get a shy person. (Sure that could be a lot of work, but after all, the chase is always the best part of any hunt. And this is a hunt.) If you like a blonde, go for a redhead, or brunette. Change it up a little, you may just end up happier.
Wow, I'm starting to sound like Ann Landers here. (Must stop that.) Anyway, don't worry about taking chances, you're going to have to sooner or later, might as well do it on your own terms, rather than her's. And lets face it, all men need women in their lives (Except for gay men.) because without them, life really sucks.
I promise that next time I won't get as much into things like this. I have a much better subject in mind. (Well, yes, better subject, but still about women, and a little more interesting.)
06 November 2005
I hate Mondays.
Well, not all Mondays, the ones that are holidays are fine with me, same as the ones where I don't have to go to work. The hate just gets transferred to the next work day. It really seems that most people hate Mondays, and the people that don't are considered strange. Why is that? Anyways, I'm getting off of my subject already. Mondays are just terrible days, you know that you have to go back to work, or school, or whatever, and you REALLY don't want to. After all, the weekend was so much fun, you just didn't want it to stop. This morning, the first work day with my boss back in country, really blew. Since I'm in the military, we have to do PT (Physical Training i.e. exercises) at least three days a week, at least. My boss however, is a workout junky, and wants to do PT five days week. That's fine by me, but please let me get away with the three day a week plan.
As I said earlier, today was his first work day back, so we do his PT program. (Its called Cross Fit. I personally hate it, but he swears by it. And I really don't get a say in the matter.) So, we do the exercises on his little list, which takes around 20 minutes, (The only good thing about CF is that its quick so that the misery doesn't last too long.) and he says that we should go out and do a short run. I'm thinking, oh maybe, 3 miles, which to me isn't too bad of a run, so I won't mind too much. Wrong!!! At about mile 4, I'm wondering, "Just where in the hell are we going?" I look around and realized we were on the other side of the base. The run ended up being 8 miles! Short run my ass. Needless to say, I was beat at the end of it, I still am. But, I'll live. (I think.)
Well, that's enough about this morning. (For now, at least.) Now on to something else. Me and bizkit were talking about this past weekend today. More about our friend and her ex problem. We kind of disagree that she is showing intrest in the person that I thought that she was. He thinks its someone different than I do. But we both agree that this person isn't really interested in her as more than a friend. He's one of those people that is extremely outgoing and friends with everyone. She may be seeing that as more than it really is. I don't know, its kind of hard sometimes to figure out what any woman is thinking (Yeah right, hard, as if any man could ever come close to figuring out that one.) let alone one with a cultural background different from mine. We also agree that she really should finnaly get over this guy. And again, enough of this subject for now.
When me and Kiwi went to the movies, I mentioned that I like to cook. (Mexican food mostly, California upbringing and all.) And we decided that I would cook a Mexican dinner sometime in the future. Well, bizkit heard about this and well, lets just say that it'll sooner than I thought it would. Which is ok, especially since it'll be at his place, (Kind of hard to cook anything in the barracks without the vultures smelling it and coming to investigate.) and if I cook, I won't have to clean up. I love to cook, its fun, but, I hate to clean up afterwards. Also, its hard, for me, to make meals for just one person. Its just not as enjoyable. (Here I am rambling, but this is my blog, and I can do that.) Its the same thing when it comes to eating, going to a movie, stuff like that. These are all things that are better to do with a friend. I don't know why, but Kiwi has a theory. Basically she says its from back when we still lived in caves and such. (She's actually studied the rituals behind the things we do when we enjoy a meal. Really, it was a very interesting conversation dispite how it sounds.) We (people as a whole) used to congragate and do all of these things together (No, not the movies, way to early for that.) and it became a kind of racial memory passed on through time. It makes sense to me, so I agree with it.
Anyway, I think that I've ramble on long enough. I'll see ya'll later.
As I said earlier, today was his first work day back, so we do his PT program. (Its called Cross Fit. I personally hate it, but he swears by it. And I really don't get a say in the matter.) So, we do the exercises on his little list, which takes around 20 minutes, (The only good thing about CF is that its quick so that the misery doesn't last too long.) and he says that we should go out and do a short run. I'm thinking, oh maybe, 3 miles, which to me isn't too bad of a run, so I won't mind too much. Wrong!!! At about mile 4, I'm wondering, "Just where in the hell are we going?" I look around and realized we were on the other side of the base. The run ended up being 8 miles! Short run my ass. Needless to say, I was beat at the end of it, I still am. But, I'll live. (I think.)
Well, that's enough about this morning. (For now, at least.) Now on to something else. Me and bizkit were talking about this past weekend today. More about our friend and her ex problem. We kind of disagree that she is showing intrest in the person that I thought that she was. He thinks its someone different than I do. But we both agree that this person isn't really interested in her as more than a friend. He's one of those people that is extremely outgoing and friends with everyone. She may be seeing that as more than it really is. I don't know, its kind of hard sometimes to figure out what any woman is thinking (Yeah right, hard, as if any man could ever come close to figuring out that one.) let alone one with a cultural background different from mine. We also agree that she really should finnaly get over this guy. And again, enough of this subject for now.
When me and Kiwi went to the movies, I mentioned that I like to cook. (Mexican food mostly, California upbringing and all.) And we decided that I would cook a Mexican dinner sometime in the future. Well, bizkit heard about this and well, lets just say that it'll sooner than I thought it would. Which is ok, especially since it'll be at his place, (Kind of hard to cook anything in the barracks without the vultures smelling it and coming to investigate.) and if I cook, I won't have to clean up. I love to cook, its fun, but, I hate to clean up afterwards. Also, its hard, for me, to make meals for just one person. Its just not as enjoyable. (Here I am rambling, but this is my blog, and I can do that.) Its the same thing when it comes to eating, going to a movie, stuff like that. These are all things that are better to do with a friend. I don't know why, but Kiwi has a theory. Basically she says its from back when we still lived in caves and such. (She's actually studied the rituals behind the things we do when we enjoy a meal. Really, it was a very interesting conversation dispite how it sounds.) We (people as a whole) used to congragate and do all of these things together (No, not the movies, way to early for that.) and it became a kind of racial memory passed on through time. It makes sense to me, so I agree with it.
Anyway, I think that I've ramble on long enough. I'll see ya'll later.
05 November 2005
A Good Night
Well, last night I didn't plan on going out. I just wanted to go to the movie with Kiwi, and maybe some dinner, then go home. As you can guess, that didn't happen.
First, I misjudged how long it would take to get to the movie theater where we were meeting, but, I wasn't late. I was a half hour early. No problem, there are prenty of pretty women here to look at. I was able to keep myself occupied. Anyway, Kiwi showed up shortly there after, and we decided to see the new Zorro movie. Well, we had about an hour and a half before the movie started, and decided to go get some food. We went to this place just down the street from the theater to get some duck galbi, very good stuff. And there was a lot of it. I mean A LOT. I don't know if you've ever had Korean food, but I highly recommend it, especially the spicey stuff. Anyway, we end up eating all of this. And we were so stuffed we needed to wait for a few minutes before moving out. We still have a little bit of time, so we go walking around and run into bizkit and the Brit. That Absynth must be some pretty strong stuff, he was still feeling the affects, at 3:30 in the afternoon. Then, we go to see the movie.
Let me tell you right now, we both found the movie boring. The first one was much better. It also might have something to do with how hot it was there. THEY HAD THE HEATER ON! It was in the 70s yesterday, there was no need for it. Wait for it to come out on DVD, you'll be better off for it.
After the movie, we met up with the other 2 and they wanted to eat. Me and Kiwi were still full and just watched them. We went to our favorite bar and proceded to drink and have a good time. Ended up meeting with a lot of the guys I work with and a little later, the Okie and Fred show up. And a good time was had by all.
I went home early so I could get some sleep. So that was pretty much the extent of my day.
You know, I've noticed that, even though I have only been doing this for 2 days, I haven't used this space to rant on anything. I think that its time to change that. And I have a great target, and yes, I do mean target. One of the friends that I have been hanging out with really needs to get some self confidence. She was going out with this guy, I think it was for a few weeks. I know him, but not real well. He has to go away for a little while because of his job. Of course she's a little upset and depressed. Anyway, he's gone for a week, I think, when he decides to break it off. Which is good, I think, she's a good looking girl ;). Anyway, the same night that I find out this, she finds out that he's actually married! Uh-oh!!! She gets understandedly pissed off and decides that if she ever sees him again, well let's just say, he would be better off if he never saw her again. So, I, being a good friend, sit with her and proceed to help her get rip roaring drunk (getting the same way myself in the process). We talked for a while, and she decides that he's not worth it. Cool, sounds like a good decision to me. Well, I see her the next weekend, and she's been talking to him, and wants him back. Stupid, stupid, stupid!!! I try to talk her out of it, all of her other friends try to do the same. And again, by the end of the weekend, she doesn't want anything to do with him. Needless to say, she keeps flipping back and forth on him. WAKE UP WOMAN! Get over him. I know, I know, easier said than done sometimes. (Believe me, that one little lesson I do know.) Fast forward to this weekend. She says that she's done with him (heard that one before), and that she doesn't want to see him again. It even appeares that she's taking an interest in another one of our mutal friends. (Which is good too, he just recently got dumped by his fiancee. Bitch couldn't even give him a chance. This is a rant for another time, I promise.) But last night, everytime she mentioned her ex, she still called him "her boyfriend". As in current. WTF!!!! Girl, get over it. You are a good looking woman, and you can actually carry on an intelligent conversation without getting all glassey eyed and bored. You just need to think better about yourself. You put on a pretty good act, but that's all it is, an act. You do have friends to help you get through all of this, use us. Actually take the time to listen to our advice once in a while. We want to help.
Anyway, that's enough of that, and I'll keep you up to date on the latest developments of this gripping saga. Later ya'll.
First, I misjudged how long it would take to get to the movie theater where we were meeting, but, I wasn't late. I was a half hour early. No problem, there are prenty of pretty women here to look at. I was able to keep myself occupied. Anyway, Kiwi showed up shortly there after, and we decided to see the new Zorro movie. Well, we had about an hour and a half before the movie started, and decided to go get some food. We went to this place just down the street from the theater to get some duck galbi, very good stuff. And there was a lot of it. I mean A LOT. I don't know if you've ever had Korean food, but I highly recommend it, especially the spicey stuff. Anyway, we end up eating all of this. And we were so stuffed we needed to wait for a few minutes before moving out. We still have a little bit of time, so we go walking around and run into bizkit and the Brit. That Absynth must be some pretty strong stuff, he was still feeling the affects, at 3:30 in the afternoon. Then, we go to see the movie.
Let me tell you right now, we both found the movie boring. The first one was much better. It also might have something to do with how hot it was there. THEY HAD THE HEATER ON! It was in the 70s yesterday, there was no need for it. Wait for it to come out on DVD, you'll be better off for it.
After the movie, we met up with the other 2 and they wanted to eat. Me and Kiwi were still full and just watched them. We went to our favorite bar and proceded to drink and have a good time. Ended up meeting with a lot of the guys I work with and a little later, the Okie and Fred show up. And a good time was had by all.
I went home early so I could get some sleep. So that was pretty much the extent of my day.
You know, I've noticed that, even though I have only been doing this for 2 days, I haven't used this space to rant on anything. I think that its time to change that. And I have a great target, and yes, I do mean target. One of the friends that I have been hanging out with really needs to get some self confidence. She was going out with this guy, I think it was for a few weeks. I know him, but not real well. He has to go away for a little while because of his job. Of course she's a little upset and depressed. Anyway, he's gone for a week, I think, when he decides to break it off. Which is good, I think, she's a good looking girl ;). Anyway, the same night that I find out this, she finds out that he's actually married! Uh-oh!!! She gets understandedly pissed off and decides that if she ever sees him again, well let's just say, he would be better off if he never saw her again. So, I, being a good friend, sit with her and proceed to help her get rip roaring drunk (getting the same way myself in the process). We talked for a while, and she decides that he's not worth it. Cool, sounds like a good decision to me. Well, I see her the next weekend, and she's been talking to him, and wants him back. Stupid, stupid, stupid!!! I try to talk her out of it, all of her other friends try to do the same. And again, by the end of the weekend, she doesn't want anything to do with him. Needless to say, she keeps flipping back and forth on him. WAKE UP WOMAN! Get over him. I know, I know, easier said than done sometimes. (Believe me, that one little lesson I do know.) Fast forward to this weekend. She says that she's done with him (heard that one before), and that she doesn't want to see him again. It even appeares that she's taking an interest in another one of our mutal friends. (Which is good too, he just recently got dumped by his fiancee. Bitch couldn't even give him a chance. This is a rant for another time, I promise.) But last night, everytime she mentioned her ex, she still called him "her boyfriend". As in current. WTF!!!! Girl, get over it. You are a good looking woman, and you can actually carry on an intelligent conversation without getting all glassey eyed and bored. You just need to think better about yourself. You put on a pretty good act, but that's all it is, an act. You do have friends to help you get through all of this, use us. Actually take the time to listen to our advice once in a while. We want to help.
Anyway, that's enough of that, and I'll keep you up to date on the latest developments of this gripping saga. Later ya'll.
04 November 2005
Lets get started.
Alright, I don't really have a clue as to what I'm doing, but, here goes. A friend of mine, bizkit (see his blog here), started up a blog a couple of weeks ago, and it seemed like a good way to rant. And since I am always up for a chance to rant on anything, here I am.
Last night, me and bizkit head out to our regular hangout to meet up with some friends of ours. He's drinking his Absynth that came in the mail for him yesterday. (Just let me say something here about this stuff. It has to be some of the worst smelling, and tasteing, stuff I have ever tried. Because I did try it later. My mouth went immediately numb, and I felt it burn its way down to my stomach. As for the taste, it tastes like Uzo, for those of you that have had it, or black licorice, if you haven't, except, its about 20 times stronger. This crap is vile. And he payed a lot of money for it.) We get on the subway, and he's feeling ok, but at the stop just before ours, he starts getting really flushed and sweating. I'm starting to think that the Ab is getting to him, and he's going to blow soon. But, lucky for me, and all the Koreans around us, he's able to hang on till we get out into the open air. And after sitting and catching his breath for a few minutes, he's good to go. We meet our teacher friends and procede to have a good night. (I don't remember right now how much he's said about them, but they're a Brit, a New Zealander and an Okie (No offense, just easier to type). They are, as my dad would say, "Good people." I get along great with all of them.) Anyway, like I said, the night is enjoyable, there's good conversation, and the drinks are flowing. Even the New Zealander was really enjoying herself (her boyfriend had to leave for a little while, and she can't wait for him to get back). Anyway, the Okie and her boyfriend (we'll call him Fred from now on) took off around 11:30/12:00, and the Brit left around 2, or so. Also around 2:30, an Aussie that I met last week, before he got into the fight with bizkit, came in looking for me and bizkit. He didn't want to fight, he wanted to apologize for what happened. He heard we were here, and came by to see. It was pretty cool. We all brought each other drinks, and bullshitted for a couple of hours, by which time, the three of us that are left are getting pretty tired, so we say our goodbyes and caught a cab back to our various homes. All in all, a good night.
Today, I talked to the Kiwi, and we are going to go see a movie. Don't know which one yet, neither of us really knows what movies are playing, but that's not the point. At least she's not sitting around her apartment and thinking about her boyfriend and missing him. And after that we might meet up with the Okie and Fred to go to an amusment park here. But I don't know if that'll happen or not. We'll see. I'll talk to ya'll later. Bye.
Last night, me and bizkit head out to our regular hangout to meet up with some friends of ours. He's drinking his Absynth that came in the mail for him yesterday. (Just let me say something here about this stuff. It has to be some of the worst smelling, and tasteing, stuff I have ever tried. Because I did try it later. My mouth went immediately numb, and I felt it burn its way down to my stomach. As for the taste, it tastes like Uzo, for those of you that have had it, or black licorice, if you haven't, except, its about 20 times stronger. This crap is vile. And he payed a lot of money for it.) We get on the subway, and he's feeling ok, but at the stop just before ours, he starts getting really flushed and sweating. I'm starting to think that the Ab is getting to him, and he's going to blow soon. But, lucky for me, and all the Koreans around us, he's able to hang on till we get out into the open air. And after sitting and catching his breath for a few minutes, he's good to go. We meet our teacher friends and procede to have a good night. (I don't remember right now how much he's said about them, but they're a Brit, a New Zealander and an Okie (No offense, just easier to type). They are, as my dad would say, "Good people." I get along great with all of them.) Anyway, like I said, the night is enjoyable, there's good conversation, and the drinks are flowing. Even the New Zealander was really enjoying herself (her boyfriend had to leave for a little while, and she can't wait for him to get back). Anyway, the Okie and her boyfriend (we'll call him Fred from now on) took off around 11:30/12:00, and the Brit left around 2, or so. Also around 2:30, an Aussie that I met last week, before he got into the fight with bizkit, came in looking for me and bizkit. He didn't want to fight, he wanted to apologize for what happened. He heard we were here, and came by to see. It was pretty cool. We all brought each other drinks, and bullshitted for a couple of hours, by which time, the three of us that are left are getting pretty tired, so we say our goodbyes and caught a cab back to our various homes. All in all, a good night.
Today, I talked to the Kiwi, and we are going to go see a movie. Don't know which one yet, neither of us really knows what movies are playing, but that's not the point. At least she's not sitting around her apartment and thinking about her boyfriend and missing him. And after that we might meet up with the Okie and Fred to go to an amusment park here. But I don't know if that'll happen or not. We'll see. I'll talk to ya'll later. Bye.
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