[ 06 . 06 . 17 ]

Finally, some freakin' rain!! My definition of a good day is a rainy, dark day. Not because I'm some goth loser, but because I love rain. It's a change from the day to day rourtine that we usually get. So here I am, writing another blog to entertain myself while Nikki vacuums. For the past few days, I've been watching the Beavis & Butthead volume I got on the 13th. It was pretty good, but like the first one, incredibly short. Oh well, $20. It was the cost of a movie and much better than the movies coming out today. Besides that, I got a new game yesterday (mainly because I had even more gift cards) called Animal Crossing: Wild World for my Nintendo DS. I haven't set it up online yet, but so far it's rawkin'. And even more besides these points, I've been trying to complete Paper Mario for the Gamecube. That is such a great game. I wish I could play that today instead of going to work.

I know today's going to be a bad day. I woke up with the soothing sound of thunder and rain. Since I've been writing and thinking about work, it's changed into a sunny, soon to be hot day. But that's just the icing on the cake. The reason today is going to suck is because I have to go to work. I am blessed to at least have a job, but I'm so tired. I didn't get any sleep because of the sick dog, Nikki waking up at 6:30, and the lights shining into our bedroom all night. I finally went to sleep only to be awaken by an awkward nightmare of my cousin, Josh, taking my car and ramming it into a Walgreen's in the north side of town. After a slight murder, I woke up. Haven't been able to relax since then because I'm so sleepy. I even went to bed at 11pm last night!

Well, I'm out of time. I have to finish getting ready and then get to work. Work, work. As promised, a new MP3. Enjoy. [ tobyMac - West Coast Kid (featuring Paul Wright) ].

-Over and out. Dby.

 

 

[ 06 . 06 . 13 ]

There's a few things I wanted to talk about but I find the most important is the taste of wine. Ugh. Nasty monkey butt juice. Well, probably because the wine was $3 a bottle. But yes, wine is not as good as it looks. The cheap kind isn't, at least. So, nothing's really changed since 2 days ago. I do feel better. I think I just needed to think about things. And I did and I feel a lot better. So forget most of that garbage below. I'd delete it, but then the website would be shorter. So, what else could I possibly talk about?

I had $15 total on some Target giftcards I won from work so I went there and discovered one of the most hilarious shows ever. It's called "Robot Chicken". Since I don't have cable (because I'm that cheap), so it's hard for my to discover new and interesting shows. This one has to be the most bizarre thing I've ever watched. It's created by Seth Green and Matt Senreich. I have no idea why it's really called Robot Chicken. The intro shows a mad scientist who finds a dead chicken (apparently the chicken tried to cross the road), brings it to life with a robot body, and forces it to watch these weird shows. The show has no point. It's like the random skits from Family Guy, but just the randomness. So one minute you're watching a teddy bear hug a flower, the next minute you're watching old people have strokes again and again. It sounds really stupid but it has to be one of the most talented and humourous shows I've ever seen. Most of the cast (if not all of the cast) from That 70's Show and Family Guy actually appear on the show for guest apperances. On that website I posted, you can watch some clips from it. It's freakin' sweet!

Another interesting thing going on in this house is a baby kitten Nikki brought home to bring back to health. The kitten looks like it was burned or beaten. We really can't tell. She brought it home because Petco (where she works) was going to have to put it down and no one wanted that. Mainly because no one wants an injured cat. I don't understand that though. I mean, logically, it seems people would think "If I get this kitten back to health, it will love me always.". The general public is stupid anyway. He's white and brown, and probably 3 months old. If you guys know anyone who would want him, message me on AIM at DryvBy911. We're looking for a good home for him. If you'd like to help us take care of him, message me also and I'll tell you how. So far, we've raised $35 to take him to the vet. That was just in one day. Kind of makes you feel good to do something for a poor creature lower than you on the chain of life. So, here's a picture of the little man:

As you can see, his eye is a little beat up (althought it's just temp damaged). What you can't really see is the burn mark under his head (it's about the size of his paw). He has two burn marks on two of his legs. One of the back leg, one on the front. He warmed up to us in a day. He's really a sweet kitten and will make a great home for someone who really wants him. I'd keep him but we have a bazillion animals already. Well, three, but for my apartment, that's enough!

Looks like I'm done here. Time to go walk my nasty dawg and get his poops out. Then it's off to Sprawl-Mart to get the new Beavis & Butthead: Vol. 2 DVD. Joy! As promised, a new MP3. Enjoy. [ Falling Up - Escalates ].

-Eat dog turds. Dby.

 

 

[ 06 . 06 . 11 ]

Well, I finally did it. I got fed up with the old design, the old style, and the 8 year old topics I've been doing for a while. So this is the new website. It's boring. It's plain. It's not even original. But I don't care. This is my personal website, not yours. So what do I have to offer? Nothing but personal insite, music, and crazy pictures for my friends. I still have my cartoons I did but they're tucked away for my own personal keepings. I have a lot of jokes to pull off, but those are going to be saved for my fun website, Ubber Jman.

So, currently, here's my situations. I'm battling a ton of things in my life. A lot of which I can't figure out where to turn. For one, the most important, my religion (Christian, not the fake stuff). I feel I've lost it again. But more than just my religion, I feel I lost my soul. Not literally, but I'm sick of not having any feelings for anything. I'm more torn up inside than ever before because even thought I believe in God, Jesus, Holy Spirit and such, it feels empty to me at this moment. It might just be the other stuff covering my eyes on my faith because if I truly think about it, you can just go look outside and see proof of God. I don't get out much... So besides that, which I know will come back to me (as soon as I want it as much as I miss it), I'm having problems with my marriage. I love Nikki to death. She's such a great girl but there's a ton of tension between us. Relating to it is anger, jealously, and disrespect. When we first met, we were the world to each other. I mean, it felt like minutes were hours when she was gone. She was my baby girl, my little princess. Now it's more of a battle. It's probably my fault. I do tend to push the buttons a lot but I think something is blocking me from loving her to the full potention that she deserves and wants. I don't know. It could relate to my job. It's a pain to work there but it's the best I can do right now. Selling computers is not as fun as it... sounds? Wait, that doesn't sound fun at all! It's not. It's a stressful load. You have to put up with the biggest idiots in the world. Some of which you hope forget who they are and just banish off the face of the earth. I guess I'm just not a good people person. The only thing that keeps me going there is my wife, my friends, and the money. Maybe this year I'll have a savings again, lol.

I didn't mean to depress you. I actually think the only thing that's bothering me is my lack of family, the good ones, around. Everything has changed so freakin' fast the past four years. I want my old friends back and my parents to live here. I never thought I'd say I wanted my parents around but through all the bad, I guess there was actually more good. I'm not some emo, touchy-feely emotional mess. I'm just writing crap. That's what I do. This is the first thing I've written in a while. I'm usually too busy with real life to sit down and let my random thoughts out. I guess I just need some prayers from you guys out there to get my life-train back on the tracks because it's slipped off track and heading for that cave wall. I'll probably feel better when I take a nap. It's probably just the caffeine talking.

What I'm really here to talk about is hippies. I'm tired of everyone trying to tell me what is right and wrong. I'm sick of hearing how my views are distorted just because I don't believe what Johnny America thinks is right. For instance, stereotyping people. A lot of people confuse stereotyping with racism, which is wrong. Here's a stereotypically statement: black people are good at sports. Think about it. That statement isn't racist. For the most part, black people are good at sports. The statement isn't racism. It's a non-literal statement. It would be racist if you were like (and excuse me): niggers are good at sports. That's racism! It doesn't mean that every black person is going to pick up a basketball and know how to dribble, run a play, or jump better than M. Jordan. I bring this us as part one of my rant on stupid hippies. It's not okay to say black people are good at sports, but it's perfectly fine to say Christians are all raging out and blowing up abortion clinics.

Well, that's my first entry. Sorry for the boring. To make it up, after every blog, I'm gonna include an MP3 from something I'm currently listening to. Enjoy. [ The Smashing Pumpkins - Once Upon A Time ]

-Peace out. Dby.