Holy Crap Batman

So today my whorish roommate had locked me out of the house (it's a long story).
Granted it was all in fun but I only had socks on and it was freakin' freezing. I figure if I just knock, she won't just let me in.

I rapidly devise a plan to keep the coquette occupied so I can come through the back door. So I knock and ran. Ran around the side of the house which so happen to be having some...how shall I put this...Backup. By the time I realized the shit-tastic mistake, there was no way I could stop without inadvertantly flying headfirst into the sewage. So I ran. Ran through it. Like the wind that didn't break, if you get what I mean.

Then I started thinking. That's kinda like a metaphore for life. You can't always force yourself to get somewhere. You work and work, but if it's not meant to happen, you should probably let it go. Cause soon, you'll want it bad enough that you'll try to trick it into working, and that's when you end up with CRAP on your socks. Metaphorically speaking.

Girls Just Wanna Have Fun

Before I start, I just want to clear something up. This post is not singeling anyone out. This is a blaket statement about all of the womenfolk of this here planet earth. Sorry.

Here's the thing.

Girls are so weird. Mostly it's younger girls, but generally they are all odd. They need to learn to make decisions and stick to them. I know the addage "It's a woman's poragative to change her mind", change it once and be done. This wishy washy back and forth is so lame. Seriously, I love you all. I love me some ladies, but if you are needing to make some decisions, make it. Just make them. K.

Tis the Seasonal

Hey, sorry it's been forever.

Here's the thing.

Being a Seasonal cast member at Walt Disney World will be the death of me.

It's bad enough that it is an all out battle to the death to even get shifts, but when casting puts an albino moving-challenger ginger kid from the reject line at Gays-r-us, into a show that actually requires you to be able to, what Disney calls, "Move", something is wrong in the world. Maybe the planets are askew. Maybe casting was high when they were deciding who to train. Maybe. JUST MAYBE, death is eminent for me.

In da house

Here's the thing.

I live in a house now. One that is not owned by a known relative. It's kinda weird. I mean I know I've lived on my own technically, but it hasn't really felt like it. I slept in my room last night. Crazy.

Sleep Don't Weep

Here's the thing.

The last few days have been horrid.

There has been flat tires, cracked radiators, career shafts, untalented arrogance, lack of money, and basically a physical and emotional FAIL.

All you can do is try to push past it. Try to find the silver linings. And, you know, try not to cry.

300

Happy Halloween! I'm not really a super fan of the holiday. Bad memories....*shiver.


Anyways, I celebrated All Hallow's Eve with viewing the slaughter of the Persian army.


HUAA! HUA! HUA!

Take a knee

Dear Block Party chillens.

Whilst you are bringing out audience for them to participate (aka macarena/staying alive/ etc section.) during the parade, try taking a knee. It seems like you are coming level with the kids who are participating (which the company LOVES) and you are actually regaining some strength to R.O.C.K. in the U.S.A.!

Just a thought. Something to try if you'd like.