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Wednesday off

 Back again, sick, but back from my day off.

You know what I love the most about being sick? Stuff seems to almost always come up when you're sick than if you happen to be normal. Example of this is my Wednesday (yesterday).

Starting in the morning, I find out I need to take my little brother to the hospital for a clinical research trial. No problem, I COULD do it. If I wasn't sick, and waking up at 6:45am. Then having to drive to Colfax. And waiting 4 hours for the trial to finish. The upside to this whole trip was that I could enjoy the view (the new hospital really is nice.)



And the internet is blazing fast since they can use that cable line they have for insane Upload/Download speeds. Unlike Comcast, which is evil, and sucks bull testicles.

Anyways. 

Since i didn't feel as bad as that morning by the time I got back home at 12:30pm. I figured I could spend some time with my friends. Which, after a few quick calls, I was hanging out with them. Ended up having a good lunch, and sharpening my knife to a decent edge. But, that night was a meet in Westminster. So off it was at about 5:45 pm. Go home, reload my insulin pump which was running low, and drive up north of Denver.

That meet, though few in numbers, was nice. Very relaxing, very nice to talk to people, catch up, and hang out in general. I just need a faster car so when I drive home it isn't as late, not that it matters because at 10:30pm nobody was on the roads. I hope everybody else who was at that meet had just as much fun as I did. And next time, I hope I'm not sick.

Oh, and just as a last word. I just realized that I haven't played or turned on the PS3 in a month now. Amazing what you can do when you have friends around. I guess this is what it's called to "have a life".

What I hate about Apartments

What I hate about Apartments? Well, first is always cost...always cost. Don't you love it when you ask for a price range of $400-$600 a month and you get a quote for $675? It's like they automatically assume you're able to haggle for a higher price than what you already gave them. You know, because obviously that $600 you gave them wasn't the upper limit you were willing to pay them. Man, I hate apartments for that reason. 

I swear, when I do my graduate studies I'm going to find the cheapest damn place I can just so I don't have to deal with a bunch of stuck up fucktards who think I'm willing to haggle rent...

www.move.com/apartmentsforrent-detail/7100-e-evans-avenue_denver_co_80224_C721203
Yeah! 1 Bedroom for $400!!!1!!!

Day #2 off, and #2 LJ Entry

 Well, here's the end of another day off from work, before I get a damn-nigh full work week startin' tomorrow.

Now today was ab it different from yesterday, or the last few weeks to be exact. Instead of sleeping in until noon after being sleepless until 4am. I brought myself to wake up at 8:30am. Which, is amazing considering I haven't pulled something like that since, May. But, this wasn't to get myself back into schedule. It was more of a "shit, I have to fix some problems" and those problems just happened to be an hour-long argument with insurance. 

I'll spare you the grief.

"..."

Anyways, with that finished, time was spent rolling around on the floor in just boxers, trust me, not a pretty sight with a guy like me. Think of a dead manatee that's been reanimated to try and look like...well, you get the point. But about noon, I get a txt from my friend again, just to see if I had plans. Nope? Off it was! And what a great day it was too, you know, I like the sun somewhat, today wasn't too hot, wasn't blinding like a lot of days, and you could drive with your windows down, and, it felt like you didn't even have to worry about anything, drive anywhere, at however fast you wanted to go, and not even worry about gas. Love those days.



I wish everyday could be like that. When you can go as slow as you want, and notice things that you wouldn't at 2am. (that happens sometimes, me driving back in the dead of night from places) Or, if you felt like it, take some of those curves around this place. Lovely drive. Funs with friends at his house. Good food. An end to a good day. Well, if it had continued on like that. But sadly.


I normally love rain, but when it knocks out power, it's somewhat annoying. But whatever, enjoy whatever comes your way while it lasts right? Like that sweet smell of rain after the storm, the birds in pools of water, and the sun of green leaves.

Life is good right now. But next week. RMFC, Friend comes back from Alaska, and another comes back into town from Wyoming. My off days will=partying.

Whoa, LJ entries!?

 Well. In the boring life of this fox. 

I decided to start a LJ log, for no apparent reason. So to keep you all entertained, i'll try to put my life, into something fun and readable and post here :D. Starting today, and updating (we shall see for how long) every few days.

So for my first entry, I guess I'll report on my day off from work.

You know you need a new set of clothes when your own mother says you look like a juvenile and need a new wardrobe. Now, when I woke up at 1pm and got told that, I was like "whuuaaaaa?" I mean, I've worn the same style for half a decade now, and I guess i could use a little bit of updating. Style-speaking. But man, that is a epiphany when your own mother says that. I mean, I can't even think of a good analogy to describe that kind of moment. But hey, at first I was like "no fucking way" then after 30minutes of thinking on it, I figured "well.....new ain't bad, lets try it" so with a quick run to the shops I got my setup. 

Look at this douche

So this is what I ended up getting today, after much looking and shopping around this area. Running about yielded several button up shirts, good undershirts, t-shirts, and etc. Pants are for another day. But man, I forgot how expensive clothes were. Total bill came out to something in the region of $140.

And so on so forth, a little bit after I got back home and eating dinner, I get a txt from a friend, "we should hang out" so off it was. To his house, where i find out we're going to deep-fry some dinner. With, what else? A deep-fryer. Now, allow me to say something about a deep-fryer. If you own one, this means you can fry any food you want, at any time. Tater tots, chicken nuggets, you know, the normal "fried" foods. But, whats the fun of owning something that will fry ANYTHING if you don't fry EVERYTHING that comes to mind? I mean, sure, Mozzarella sticks make a good meal, but have you ever thrown an Oreo into a deep-fryer? No? Well don't, it tastes like ass. But not as bad as what my friend did. He grabs an old banana, it's a bent, old, freckled limp thing, and he quickly skins that, and throws it into the fryer, where it sits for 3 minutes before he pulls it out of it's banana torture pit, and produces, a now soggy, warm, and just as limp banana. It looked like an albino shit. But that wasn't far enough for him, he wants to try it. And he does, only to exclaim "man, that is sick". I declined the offer to eat that. Remember, some things in a deep fryer are good, others are bad. Oreos and bananas are just a few of the things that were never meant to meet the deep fat fryer.

After our little banana adventure with the deep fryer, we figured it would be good to check out the other options available to us at the local supermarket. You know, other than Mozzarella sticks. But after arriving, meeting up with 2 more friends, and looking, all we saw was the Kool-Aid man wacking off, and a bunch of teens buying fake beer.



You know, sometimes I think if I was hung like the Kool-Aid man I wouldn't have so many problems.

And pic of the Vagina Ketchup drink. Just for lulz. (Clamato, clams and ketchup) 


Anyways, I can't think of much else to say other than eventually my friends and I found what we needed/wanted, and we chilled out in the parking lot for a bit, having fun talking and being, I guess good friends. And watching the possessed cart drive around the parking lot at 10:30pm.

And that is my journal. Maybe next time I'll have more to say. 

:/