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I know it’s lame, but I like it!!

Almost forgot to post this one. For those of you like me who have been chomping at athe bit for years to get your hands on Doom 3, the time is almost up on us! In the meantime, if you have an LG VX6000 phone like m, here’s a nice Doom 3 wallpaper I made if you’re interested!

I really need to find a job where not only do i work “normal” hours, but I also get my weekends off. I had to close last night (2pm-11pm), I have to close again tonight by myself (2pm-11pm — alone after 4pm), and I’m supposed to work 12pm-9pm on Sunday (we close at 7pm!?!), but I kinda told my boss that there’s no way in hell I’m working until 9pm agfter closing the pervious 2 nights by myself. So, it looks like I’m going to work 10am-7pm on Sunday, come home and grab a quick shower, then head to Jersey to see Jess for a day or two. Had I had a realy job with weekends off I would be with her right now in Maryland enjoying a nice relaxing trip with her and Kelly. But noooooo! I have to have a job where not only do I not get every weekend off, but sometimes just getting 2 days off in a row is a rarity. Ok…I’m done whining.

On a side note, I hate you Peter S. Davis and William Panzer!! Because of you, I had to buy this yesterday!! Damn you!!!!

I’ve been single now for over 2 years. In that time, I have sought 2 girls. The first I was too much of a chicken-shit to ask out, plus I knew she was waaaaay out of my league. Nuff’ said there. The second I hunted for a good 10 months; but alas, to no avail. Now, I literally had a chance meeting with someone who brought happiness to my life for the first time in almost 3 years, and now all of a sudden, certain people have a problem with me being happy! What the fuck people!?! Sometimes I think that poeple really do get off on other people’s misery. I’m not going to mention names here but I think you all know who you are and I sure as hell know who you are. But….instead of being all pissed off, this is exactly what I’m going to do about the whole situation.

Fuck you. That’s right, fuck you. If you can’t handle me being happy, then quite frankly I don’t need you in my life. For those of you who have been extremely happy and supportive of me and Jess, I thank you from the bottom of my digitally enhanced g33k heart. For those of you who feel that this is a mistake and that it won’t last….bye-bye! Don’t need you, nice knowing you! To me, it’s a very simple choice.

So….who’s in and who’s out??

My life had gotten a wee bit more interesting in the past 2 weeks. As many of you should know by now, I met a truly wonderful woman 2 weeks ago. Her name is Jess, and I have somehow convinced her to be my girlfriend. (still trying to figure out how I managed to pull that one off!!) But, needless to say, we have been spending a lot of time with each other. What some of you may not realize is that for us to see each other requires a 3 hour round trip in the land vehicle you call a car. While I have never been one to balk at a road trip, it’s really funny how your mindset totally changes when emotions are involved. Take tonight for example. I’ll be leaving here in about 2 hours and drive out to New Jersey to spend the evening with Jess. Then we’re both going to be waking up in the morning (always a good thing to do) and I’ll be heading home in time to take a quick shower and get to work by noon. Most of my family and friends think I am nuts for doing this. And the reverse is probably true for Jess’s famliy and friends. But you know what?? To me, that one of the best things about this realtionship. The mere fact that we are willing to do this for each other just so we can spend a few hours together is really something kick ass. Hell, most girls I know would barely call you, let alone call you every chance they get and drive 90 minutes to see you for a bit.

I know most people I associtate with are probably sick and tired about me talking about her, but you know what?? I don’t care. And for those of you who think I’m crazy for driving out to Jersey every couple of day (or hours as the case may be!), all I can say is this. I never thought anything like this would honestly ever happen. I can only hope that they too find someone someday that they are more then willing to drive a decent distance for to see for just a few short hours. Up until this point, the longest “long distance” realtionship I ever had consisted of a 20 minute car ride. But, just know that I’m going to get a chance to see her, that 90 minute ride seems like it’s about 20 minutes. I know you have no clue what I’m talking about, but I really hope you do someday…

Ok, I’m not a neat freak. This I totally admit without excuse. I live alone, and I tend to keep my house “comfortable”. So, Jess is coming up tonight and staying over for the first time. So, that means I need to clean up a bit. A BIT?? What I thought was a little “clutter” is turning out to be a job I’m really tempted to call out the National Guard for. First off, I keep finding socks everywhere. And I mean everywhere!! I made a comment last week at work that I need new socks since I always seem to be running out of them after a few days. Now I know why. They have been migrating to secret staging points around the house for a sock coup!! Well, the coup has been overted; America is safe.

Although I do pose this question….

Why does it only take 18 minutes for the washer to fully wash the clothes and the dryer 70 minutes to dry them??

At least that’s what JP called it. Here’s a brief synopsis:

Midnight last night, I leave to go gas up my car.
Approximately 12:20 I make my to the PS Turnpike and head south. I enter New Jersey air space at about 1:30 am. (literally, I as flying with Linkin Park as my fuel)
2:00am, I pull up to the house of the lovely Jess. 2:01am-5:30am, Jess and I have a great time hanging out.
5:30am, we decide to get some sleep
8:00am, by some miricle of God, or cruel joke, we are both wide awake.
9:45am, I leave Jess’s house in Phillipsburg New Jersey and make my way home for a quick shower and 9 hours of work.

Yes, I drove 3 hours round trip to spend less than 8 hours with her. And you know what?? Not only was it worth every minute, but I’d do it again in a heartbeat.

Once again ladies and gentlemen…..WOW!!