Neg

We start this massive text off with a bang, I'm learning something new! I've decided to finally just get on it and learn the standard. I never want to be one of those people in an emergency situation where a friend breaks their leg and they say "Here's my keys, we need to go to the hospital" and my response is "Awww. You know what, it's actually really funny, I was going to learn how to drive standard but didn't".

I went out driving with my Dad, and it was a complete disaster. Actually, disaster would probably be a car crash, so I'll ratchet this down a notch and say it was not a pleasant experience. Basically, when it comes to driving lessons with my Mom or Dad I assume my Mom would be the worst to go with, and my Dad would be the best because of personality clashes. As it turns out, it's totally the opposite. When my Mom was teaching me to drive back in the day (Okay, not really that long ago considering I got my license in 2008) she was actually really good at explaining what I needed to know, and was perfectly calm (RARE Alert!). Anyways, my Dad is a different story, the normally calm, reserved guy turns into a rambling spastic creature. The most notable thing that happened was a block from my house,the dreaded hill with a car behind. Long story short, I stalled like 7 or 8 times in a row and the guy behind me didn't go by me, and my Dad turned into "Stuttering Stanley" as I called him which I believe is from some movie I like. Anyways, it was ridiculous, and when I go to the house I stalled in pulling into the garage as did my classic quit move. "Fuck it. I'm done. You park it" and got out and on my way noticed the car smoking haha. I was so giddy after my rage passed though and me and my Dad had a really good laugh as I made fun of him for turning into Stanley (And no, for the record my Dad does not stutter).

That was boring, I know, that's why I've put this comical interlude in (I think that's the term)

Urban Sprinting - The funniest videos clips are here

Negs Speed Smoking - Click here for funny video clips

I would use YouTube, but as many of you know lot's off asshole users are taking away the embed part so that you have to go to the site and visit their channel or whatever bullshit and boost them in their YouTube ranks or something. Incredibly lame, so I'm using other sites now, deal with it. Anyways, Neg has a bunch of good videos, and Brian was the one who made me aware of him. Another one to check out is "My Ball"

First day of handing out snow shoveling flyer went super great! I stayed up all night last night because I couldn't stop thinking about how nervous I was to be doing it. This experience of going to people's houses without a costume on made me fully aware that I'm fucked up in the head and at some point I'm going to need to address this stuff in some form. To sum up, I hit about 70 houses, and have no callbacks thus far which I'm kind of relieved about actually. I feel like I've dodged some kind of bullet, and I'm thinking "What the hell were you thinking?" about this whole situation.

That brings me to the next portion of this torturous post (I really can't believe anyone would read this fully. There's always a part of me that wonders if I'm being made fun of in the same way I've made fun of people in the past. Karma!). I think I've got serious commitment issues. I think that's my main problem with this thing, because I'd be responsible and couldn't just drop everything. I'm locked into these contracts for however many months, and uggghhhh. God I hate talking about this. Next.

My life is very similar to the Matrix. I interact with two people, all the time, and that's it. Those are the only people I talk to ever face to face. Then I venture out on excursions to stores and stuff, and that's when I'm in the Matrix. All these random people who I'll never talk to, most I won't interact with, and lot's I won't even notice. Bizarre. I really do feel like I'm in some pointless computer generated world that lack's realistic A.I. and A.E. Nothing I do or say matters, and consequently nothing anyone else does or says matters. I don't think I'm the only one living inside my own head, others are just better at pretending.

Sense of style? I don't have it. I was thinking today, that it's going to be impossible for me to adapt as the years roll by. At some point, I'm going to be incredibly outdated, and someone will say something rude but accurate about it.

Quitting communication entirely. Eric said the other day that this was his dream. I couldn't remember if he was talking about presently or something he'd hope for more down the road but it got me to thinking. I've been completely unreachable at points in my life, but those conditions were generally forced upon me by some landlord's negligent attitude towards power bills. How about doing it because I can, and want to? I'm seriously entertaining the idea of going back to limited, or not communication. I feel a lot happier when I don't have to be thinking about people or things, and I can just exist here and be entertained by myself. I want to make a list of sites I use that I'd need to cut in order to have "No comms", that's the Gold in me.

Gmail
Facebook
Popmundo (Or, as my Dad likes to call it "Pomp-a-doo" haha)
ESPN Football

I think the only one that's really difficult is the football one seeing as the season isn't done and no one likes a quitter. Popmundo would be the second hardest because of the time and money I've put into it. Gmail would be hard just because of that "What in case?" factor, but we all know that never happens anyway right? Facebook... Yeah, cut. I'll probably deactivated as always and return eventually because that's what we do.

For now, I'm changing this blog name and place. Reason being, it's incredibly lame, and I have no idea why I thought "Fucked up poet" would be cool. Song inspires the next one.