Just some random thoughts while I peruse the chip aisle at Safeway (mmmmm, chips)...
If I told all of my friends that I was going to wait to be at someone's house before I made my final decision via facebook or twitter, would I be as big a douche or a bigger douche than LeBron James?
Seriously, make a LeDecision already, you're taking up valuable time on SportsCenter and every other damn website I read all the live long day. It's not like I'm working, so enough already. C'mon, we all know he's talented and those 2 MVP trophies are sure shiny, but they lack the luster of championship ring. I honestly doubt he cares about winning championships, just about individual awards and showing up opponents, along with pouting and not shaking hands when his team loses. Guess I'll have to keep my TV off tomorrow night.
So excited that my match.com membership is canceled. What a complete waste of money. I'm sure it's fantastic if I wanted to hook up with fat girls, but that's not what I'm all about. You want stats (and who doesn't, right?), then here they are. Of the few women that either hit me up or wrote me back, 100% lies going on, be it old pictures to a complete misrepresentation of who they are and what they are about. And lest us not forget about the drama factor. Sorry, but at 34 years of age, I can smell it like a fart in the wind, I know drama when it walks thru the door. So to all the ladies of match.com, sorry, but here's one guy who knew when to walk away. Now please, leave me the hell alone. We're all filled up with the crazy over here, thanks.
Yes, my beloved Red Sox look like a damn MASH Unit, so what? It's one of the joys of playing 162 (not playing, I mean watching) and seeing how everything all plays out. Don't like baseball? Don't read about it then.
And what the Rockies did last night was absolutely awesome-scoring 9 runs in the bottom of the 9th, that was pretty fun to watch even if I was falling asleep in front of the TV.
So what have I been up to? Easy-house sitting and watching a cat. But it's peaceful and quiet in this neighborhood. I get to pick up my friends tonight from the airport, and because it's late, I'll be crashing here again tonight. They may need my driving services again tomorrow, so who knows when I'll actually sleep in my own bed again, it's been since last Friday!
Oh, and I've been making Ma laugh, every Sunday. She needs it. Hell, I think I need it even more. She just needs to know she's not completely off her rocker, and I think that by showing her how nutso I am she feels better.
As far as dating goes, I'm only giving advice, I'm taking myself out of the game. I can't figure a damn thing out, but I sure as hell can figure other people's problems out in no time flat. Oh, and if I hear one more woman say she just 'wants a guy with a sense of humor', I'm going ballistic on behalf of all funny men out there. No, no you don't. You have a list of things you want, and sense of humor might barely crack the top 10, if we're lucky. Just please quit lying to us and yourself, it's embarrassing.
Regarding my decision of will I stay in Denver or move elsewhere, I have no update, there is no right answer, and I'll know it when I feel it. I do realize that I need out of my current living situation, as my hot-dogged neck roommate cannot manage for the life of him to pay a damn bill, let alone on time. Nothing more frustrating that making lunch and trying to sit down to watch 30 minutes of TV only to realize that since the bill hasn't been paid since April, oops, no TV. And before you go on with a smartass 'whoa is you' routine, riddle me this-you think you could look for a job for 11 months and not go into a depression of some sort? Think TV might be an escape, even if only for 30 minutes? Then can it, already.
Happy Wednesday to you!
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