Boredom hath set in...

"Wow, it's been some time since I've written, but it's Friday, I'm stuck at work for 11 more minutes, and the majority of FBISD has gone home to enjoy their libations." he says as the phone rings.

Alright... now where was I? Anyways, I just feel the need to vent a little, or ramble, rather. I have become bored. Not in all aspects of life, but for the most part. I recently moved out of my parent's house into an apartment with 2 of my best friends. Man, since I've moved in, we've really set that place up to be quite the pad. We've got a projector that spits out a 10' image hooked up to our TV, Xbox, and N64... yeah that's right! We've got darts. We've got the Bimini Ring game that everyone at bars hates so much, but can't stop trying to master. We've even got a mascot. A fish named Leviathan. He's an Oscar. I couldn't ask for a better place to live. We get along great and there's really never a dull moment. With the exception of always being broke now cause I'm dropping an extra $500/month on rent. I just feel stuck. I mean when it comes to going out, we frequent the same places, see the same faces, and it's just so repetitious.  Don't get me wrong, being a regular has its perks, but I just need to get out, get away, do something different. I think a lot of this stems from my 4+ years of singledom finally catching up to me. I mean with the apocalypse just around the corner, being single isn't quite the best status to have on facebook.  Oh well, I just felt the need to blab a little. It's 5 o'clock & I'm about to go release the kraken, of the rum variety.

Pi

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Boston

Well Boston has officially been added to one of my favorite cities. A successful guy's trip would be an understatement. The food is good, the beer is better, and the people have been super nice.

I set 2 goals for myself on this trip; 1) climb, mount, and conquer Paul Revere's statue & 2) meet, mount and conquer a natural redhead. On the first night I was here, Tim & I were able to check my first goal off my list. Last night I checked off the 2nd*.

Why the asterisk you ask?! Well allow me explain. I walk into this bar in North Boston because I have to piss real bad. Now I normally wouldn't frequent this type of bar because it's comparable to Loggia or Blu. Well after taking a leak, I walk over to the bar to get a beer. Within seconds this brunette is pointing at me and smiling. I wave. A moment later I'm being greeted by her naturally-ginger, freckled- skin friend. She asked me how tall I was and I replied appropriately. She was hooked. Her friends took a liking to mine, but her eyes never left mine. She asked me the same 4 questions about 17 times. What's your name? Where are you from? How old are you? What do you do? That's when I knew she either had short-term memory loss or he was extremely intoxicated. I remembered her name so she granted me a kiss. It was sloppy but I didn't care. If you know me and redheads, you understand. We made out at the bar for at least an hour. That's when she invited me back to her place to hang out. I thought about it LONG & HARD but decided against it for 2 reasons; 1) My friends had all separated and I didn't want to leave any behind & 2) I didn't have a condom. Something about sleeping with a girl I had just met who forgot my name the better half of 20 times didn't sit well with me. I let her and her friends go, and got her number just so she wouldn't feel totally rejected. All in all it was a fun night and did wonders for my ego.

My Boston trip was a success. Now time for Vegas.

It's not easy being green

It's funny how you can go 6 months without seeing someone and just when you finally think you're over it all, they reappear in front of you and fuck up your entire mindset without saying a word. I've been fighting the urge to text her for going on 2 weeks now. No, I don't have her number... I deleted that months ago, but it's seared into my memory. Usually memorizing numbers is a gift, but in this case it's my curse. After the lying & manipulation and head games she put me through... I still for some unbeknownst reason don't hate her. Maybe it's the fact that I've never met anyone else like her. I know I don't want to be with her. I know my friends don't want me to be with her. I am in desperate need of a distraction. Don't get me wrong, I live a busy, fun & happy life... But why am I still hung up on this chick? Maybe she's a witch. Maybe I'm just lonely. Maybe it's the sheer fact that it's been 6 months since I've been with a girl. Maybe it's one-itis because for over a year I didn't hate this girl and now all of the sudden I am supposed to. Does she feel the same way? Is her head a mess right now?! Do I care?! I've been single for 4 years now... Why do I feel like I just got out of a relationship. "Don't get emotionally attached." they said... But I don't function that way. My brain is wired to care, to nurture & to fall head over heels for the one I am intimate with. Don't get me wrong, right now I wouldn't turn down a little strange. I am still a man, and a very single one at that. I just wish I could get out of this funk I've been thrown into.

Maybe Boston will be the cure... See you in 4 days you Irish fucks!!


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Childish Gambino - Heartbeat

I wanted you to know
That I am ready to go, heartbeat
My heartbeat
I wanted you to know
Whenever you aren't around, can't speak
I can't speak

I know what your boy like
Skinny tie and a cuff tight
He go and make breakfast
You walk around naked
I might just text you
Turn your phone over, when it's all over
No settling down, my text go to your screen
You know better than that
I come around when you least expect me
I'm sitting at the bar when your glass is empty
You thinking that the songs coming on to tempt me
I need to be alone like the way you left me
You start calling, you start crying
I come over, I'm inside you
I can't find you
The girl that I once had
But the sex that we have, isn't half bad
The text say that "It's not fair"
That's code for "He's not here"
And I'mma flirt with this new girl
And I'mma call if it don't work
So we fuck, till we come, to conclusions
All the things that we thought we were losing
I'm a ghost and you know this
That's why we broke up in the first place cause

It's late night Thursday
I know that you heard me
But you don't want the same thing
Well two can play that game
So I'm chilling with my girlfriend
But she not my real girlfriend
She got a key to my place but
She's not my real girlfriend
Stupid, so dummy
Say the wrong thing and wrong girls come runnin'
I'm paranoid that these girls want something from me
And it's hard to make a dime go one hundred
And my dude freakin' out over a worse fate
She on time, but she late for they first date
Cause he went and tried out all new condoms
Slipped off in a threesome, good problems?
Right? Wrong
Askin' him if she gonna play games
With the super smash brothers, but none of them you
I miss the sex when you kiss whenever you through
Sixty-nine is the only dinner for two
I was wrong, but would you have listened to you?
Uh, you were crazy
I got a heart, but the artichoke
Is the only thing girls want when you in that smokin' light

So we're done? This the real shit?
We used to hold hands like field trips
I'm a jerk, but your dude is a real dick
I read his posts on your wall and I feel sick
He ain't cool, he ball and all that
But he just a fake nigga who blog in all caps
You couldn't wait to date
I'm going straight for your thighs like the cake you ate
I give a fuck about the niggas that you say you hate
You know that I'm the best when I'm a-ffection-ate
I'm the best that you had, face it
J and Keyshia are related, racist
I give you money, then you burn it, like you made off
She ain't a killer, but she'd fucking blow your head off
I know he wondering, "What the fuck you hiding?"
That we dated like raps about Bin Laden
Ayo, fuck this
Are we dating? Are we fucking?
Are we best friends? Are we something in between that?
I wish we never fucked, and I mean that. 

But not really, you say the nastiest shit in bed and it's fuckin' awesome. 

How To Make Friends & Influence People

Have any of you read the book "How To Make Friends & Influence People"?! Well I haven't, but my friend Timmy has and he wrote some good notes on it. I read said notes and feel like I already live my life this way. The key points were something along the lines of:

• Always Smile
• Treat People With Respect
• Don't Argue
• Make People Feel Important

Now let's break this down; I'm ALWAYS smiling. There are very few times in my life where you'll see me unhappy. I believe that positive energy directly transfers from one person to the next. Respect; I try to treat everyone, even people I do not know, with the utmost respect. I am a firm believer in Karma & though I've faltered in the past, I always seem to find my way back to my morals. Arguments are negative energy in it's purest form. There is nothing wrong with debates, as long as you reference back to my last point. Far too often arguments turn into direct disrespect to both parties. Often times if you avoid the argument and treat the person with respect, they will end up taking your side, or at least validating your point.  Now to my last point; making people feel important is probably the easiest way to gain their friendship, trust, and respect. Speak their name when talking, and look into their eyes when listening. Now I know I am 100% guilty of picking up my phone while "listening" to people, but I'm working on it. I treat all of my friends equally and hold none of them higher than the rest. I actually had to set one straight who did not practice these points & we are no longer speaking. Not only do I treat all my friends alike, I expect them to do so too. They call me the social hub & I do not take this position lightly.

In closing, remember to treat everyone with respect, make them feel important, avoid arguments, and most importantly... SMILE!!

If you don't use it... you lose it!

So I'm going on a good 5 months. It sucks when you go from a consistent thing, to nothing at all. I feel like I may dry up and blow away if something doesn't happen soon. I'm going to the guadalupe river this weekend and will be staying in a "cottage" on the river. Maybe I can find me a classy young lady floating by haha.

I dont know what has happened to me. When I was 25, I was killing it. I didn't even have to try. Then I met someone and lost my touch. Now that she's gone, I can't seem to get back into my groove. It's not that I miss her, but I definitely miss the affection, the long lunches, and the parking garages. 

Fort Bend ISD

So, I've been pretty miserable at my job lately. Well, miserable is kind of a harsh term, but let's just say things aren't ideal. Granted, I have quite a lot of wiggle room to do whatever I want, but at the same time that wiggle room just proves how truly unorganized this company really is.

My mom has worked for Fort Bend ISD since I was in 4th grade. She's been trying to get me a job with them since I was laid off from Fluor Daniel in 2009. Well after years of searching she finally found me the perfect one. She demanded that I apply because she can't stand the thought of me not having health insurance. I obliged because I've been looking for an opportunity to work a bigger company with more room for advancement.

I walked out of the interview on one of the rainiest days in weeks, yet I had a smile from ear to ear. I nailed it. I knew I did amazing and they seemed to love me. But still, it was all just temporary. I still had to wait around for a call.

Weeks had now passed by and I had begun to lose hope. I hadn't heard a thing and could only assume the other candidate had landed the job. Well that was until last Thursday when FBISD called. They offered me the job. I know I should be ecstatic, but I'm really quite anxious about it all. This means I have to quit my current job. I know they'll be fine. They just hired 3 new guys and are not short handed. I'm just nervous about telling the owner. He's an awesome guy who would do anything to keep me (he knows how smart I am). I have to let him know that I think my manager is about as tech I'm now leaving the company when he had no idea I was even looking.

I think this is going to be a great opportunity & I can't wait to see what FBISD has in store for me!!