Standby
-You know how when you shutdown your computer, you can either logout, shutdown completely, restart or put it in standby? Well I feel like the last year, maybe even 2 years at work I've been stuck in standby mode. Not really on/not ready shutdown. You can hear my fan still running, but nothing happens when you move the mouse. And in dire need of a restart. I feel like I'm finally waking up from a 2 year coma. I like to blame my place of employment for that - not challenging, bored, not working hard, little responsibility or accountability, little respect for higher-ups, not caring.
-I'm finding my body to become much more fragile in my ripe old age of 27. Don't recover from hangovers as quickly; can't eat like I used to and keep the same sexy physique; injuries and soreness stick around longer. People say it's "just part of getting older", but what the hell is that? Is it a metabolism thing? Are my muscles and organs is closer to termination? What? I want answers!
-Lubbock, TX has a Waylon Jennings Blvd and Buddy Holly Ave. Sounds like a cool town until you go there and wonder "what's that smell?". Oh right that's the dirty sock smell that is Lubbock (locals justify it by calling it the smell of money).
-On the INHD Channel, they're always showing women's bodybuilding and Ultimate Fighting Championship. I don't really want to see that stuff in high def. Who gets off on women's bodybuilding anyway? Gross. Now the cage fighting is cool for about 5 minutes before I'm bored with it. Something about watching someone get punched in the face with no gloves and bloody knuckles is very exciting...for about 5 minutes.
-Don't ever forget your roots. We were sitting around talking to my younger cousin who's FROM THE VALLEY the other day and she says, "Oh that's so Texas." In response to something. I wanted to say "who the fuck are you?? You're from McALLEN!" But I didn't. I kept my mouth shut as usual.
-Last week I didn't keep my mouth shut as usual and it got me in trouble. This girl in our little group of friends is dating this older guy. Well I found out that night that he graduated high school in 1983. So his name for the rest of the night became "Class of 83" because as I continued to drink, the old receptors stop firing and I forgot his name. Well they ended up leaving early all because the girl felt "uncomfortable" with me calling him that. I believe I yelled across the table at one point "Pipe down, Class of 83!" Btw, he never heard me call him that. I think the problem is that she's uncomfortable with people knowing she's dating a freaking 40-year-old and she's 26. I have no problem with it, and I wasn't trying to be judgmental at all. I don't know what I think. Stupid chicks.
-Why do women brag about having a higher "tolerance for pain" than men? I got news for you, honey, that's not a good thing! God invented pain to let us know when something is wrong. The earlier you feel the pain and stop doing what's causing the pain, the better. Maybe it's just me; maybe it's just part of being the next link in the evolutionary chain that I have little tolerance for pain. Why tolerate it if you don't have to?
-I'm finding my body to become much more fragile in my ripe old age of 27. Don't recover from hangovers as quickly; can't eat like I used to and keep the same sexy physique; injuries and soreness stick around longer. People say it's "just part of getting older", but what the hell is that? Is it a metabolism thing? Are my muscles and organs is closer to termination? What? I want answers!
-Lubbock, TX has a Waylon Jennings Blvd and Buddy Holly Ave. Sounds like a cool town until you go there and wonder "what's that smell?". Oh right that's the dirty sock smell that is Lubbock (locals justify it by calling it the smell of money).
-On the INHD Channel, they're always showing women's bodybuilding and Ultimate Fighting Championship. I don't really want to see that stuff in high def. Who gets off on women's bodybuilding anyway? Gross. Now the cage fighting is cool for about 5 minutes before I'm bored with it. Something about watching someone get punched in the face with no gloves and bloody knuckles is very exciting...for about 5 minutes.
-Don't ever forget your roots. We were sitting around talking to my younger cousin who's FROM THE VALLEY the other day and she says, "Oh that's so Texas." In response to something. I wanted to say "who the fuck are you?? You're from McALLEN!" But I didn't. I kept my mouth shut as usual.
-Last week I didn't keep my mouth shut as usual and it got me in trouble. This girl in our little group of friends is dating this older guy. Well I found out that night that he graduated high school in 1983. So his name for the rest of the night became "Class of 83" because as I continued to drink, the old receptors stop firing and I forgot his name. Well they ended up leaving early all because the girl felt "uncomfortable" with me calling him that. I believe I yelled across the table at one point "Pipe down, Class of 83!" Btw, he never heard me call him that. I think the problem is that she's uncomfortable with people knowing she's dating a freaking 40-year-old and she's 26. I have no problem with it, and I wasn't trying to be judgmental at all. I don't know what I think. Stupid chicks.
-Why do women brag about having a higher "tolerance for pain" than men? I got news for you, honey, that's not a good thing! God invented pain to let us know when something is wrong. The earlier you feel the pain and stop doing what's causing the pain, the better. Maybe it's just me; maybe it's just part of being the next link in the evolutionary chain that I have little tolerance for pain. Why tolerate it if you don't have to?
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