I am a MENSA genius(that's right 19+ correct baby!) caught in 80 mile an hour winds...
Things aren't always as they seem...
I think the initial happenings in your day are pretty tell-tale of the day to come. I was woken up this morning @ 7AM(and since I went to bed at 3AM, I WONDER how this day was going so far) because I had to pick up the bubs. My sister calls to make sure I'm up and says it's raining hella hard outside. So I look out the window, and it looked pretty nice outside, and calm(Damn, weather can be so freakin deceptive sometimes), so I proceed to think sister is totally trippin(as usual), it's gonna be a beautiful outside, and I get up and get ready... I open the door to go out to my car and the freakin piece of crap slams back in my face...The wind was blowing SOOOOOOO hard...and it hit me, right on my nose...and I am now crying it hurt so bad. I clear up the tears, and proceed to walk to my car and a lil branch caught in the gale-force winds smacks me in the leg...I rub it off and run to my car for fear of my own safety. So of course, I'm thinking...damn, what a day already and it's only 7:15! I FINALLY pick up london after fighting through more winds and hurry back home. So after that, it's the usual shmusuals until about 10 ish...where mom and pop go to the PT and I go bring my car in for service...well not til after. I find out that I've worn my brakes down 4/5 of the way so they need to get replaced, along w/ my power steering and some other things, I only opt for 2 of them, which brings my service total to $600 something PLUS tax!!! MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO man! So after I settled down from my heart attack, fed the bubs, and put her down for a nap, I am here at my computer, bitching about it. He he he, what a day it's been so far...I wonder what else is in store for me...
I am totally sore from working out yesterday, I didn't think it would be THIS bad, but it is...thank goodness there's like 6 more days til the next game. I think I shall pass on the gym today and go again tomorrow...my aim is to go at least 4x a week and to lose a few pounds, in the "gut-ular" area. So hopefully, the combination of working out and the b-ball league will help me to attain that goal. I haven't really heard much about the news lately about the war...just that it's gonna "take as long as it is necessary to rid Iraq of its hateful Regime." Other than that, I think I've been so busy running various errands I don't even have time to watch Television or be on the computer.
Things I've thought about a little bit, but could use more pondering...
-Is it better to assume the worst and hope for the best? Like to think that things WON'T turn out the way you want it to and just let things take you by surprise?
-Some people don't "hang out" as much as me and some of my friends do...they think it's so weird
"Live and let live...that is the only way..."
Things aren't always as they seem...
I think the initial happenings in your day are pretty tell-tale of the day to come. I was woken up this morning @ 7AM(and since I went to bed at 3AM, I WONDER how this day was going so far) because I had to pick up the bubs. My sister calls to make sure I'm up and says it's raining hella hard outside. So I look out the window, and it looked pretty nice outside, and calm(Damn, weather can be so freakin deceptive sometimes), so I proceed to think sister is totally trippin(as usual), it's gonna be a beautiful outside, and I get up and get ready... I open the door to go out to my car and the freakin piece of crap slams back in my face...The wind was blowing SOOOOOOO hard...and it hit me, right on my nose...and I am now crying it hurt so bad. I clear up the tears, and proceed to walk to my car and a lil branch caught in the gale-force winds smacks me in the leg...I rub it off and run to my car for fear of my own safety. So of course, I'm thinking...damn, what a day already and it's only 7:15! I FINALLY pick up london after fighting through more winds and hurry back home. So after that, it's the usual shmusuals until about 10 ish...where mom and pop go to the PT and I go bring my car in for service...well not til after. I find out that I've worn my brakes down 4/5 of the way so they need to get replaced, along w/ my power steering and some other things, I only opt for 2 of them, which brings my service total to $600 something PLUS tax!!! MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO man! So after I settled down from my heart attack, fed the bubs, and put her down for a nap, I am here at my computer, bitching about it. He he he, what a day it's been so far...I wonder what else is in store for me...
I am totally sore from working out yesterday, I didn't think it would be THIS bad, but it is...thank goodness there's like 6 more days til the next game. I think I shall pass on the gym today and go again tomorrow...my aim is to go at least 4x a week and to lose a few pounds, in the "gut-ular" area. So hopefully, the combination of working out and the b-ball league will help me to attain that goal. I haven't really heard much about the news lately about the war...just that it's gonna "take as long as it is necessary to rid Iraq of its hateful Regime." Other than that, I think I've been so busy running various errands I don't even have time to watch Television or be on the computer.
Things I've thought about a little bit, but could use more pondering...
-Is it better to assume the worst and hope for the best? Like to think that things WON'T turn out the way you want it to and just let things take you by surprise?
-Some people don't "hang out" as much as me and some of my friends do...they think it's so weird
"Live and let live...that is the only way..."
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