Day 16

Ok so I guess I should update or something.

I dogsat for my buddy last weekened. That was kinda fun. I really want to get a dog of my own now that we live in a house. Problem is, my family and I don't share the same taste in breeds. See, I want a dog big enough to actually play and wrestle with. I really want a husky.

My mom on the other hand wants a small dog. One that won't bark, and one smart enough to teach lots of tricks to, like our old dog Rosie. Rosie was a female Jack Russel/Dachshund mix. She was fucking smart as a whip too. When she needed dog food or something, my uncle (who was living with us at the time, and was technically Rosie's owner) would put money in her mouth and say "Go give that to Mary (my mom), go tell her you need food.". Rosie would then run into my mom's room, drop the money at her feet and bark.

Rosie was a damn smart dog. Sadly, when we moved here to Illinois, we had to leave Rosie with my uncle back in California. Sadder still, two years ago Rosie passed away from cancer. Ever since, my mom has been saying "Once we get a house, we'll get a dog." And now that we live in a nice house, the family is thinking of getting a dog. My sister and mom are thinking of getting a beagle, which I guess is ok with me. I mean, they're pretty smart and I suppose it'd be big enough to play with.

Other than that, still the same as it always is. Looking for work, hopefully now that it's hitting the holiday season, I'll be able to find seasonal work. I'd love to work at Gamestop again this season. I loved working there two years ago. Discount was nice, and I knew the job. Not to mention the kind of people I interacted with were like me.

Anyway, that's all I've got for today. I'll try to update more regularly.

Day 15

Ok, quick update to apologizes for my lack of updates. There are three reasons for this:

1. I have Fallout 3 again. Goodbye anything else.

2. I have HBO for 3 months free because I've been a Comcast customer for so long. Last night I marathoned Entourage season 7. I fucking love that show. Also, season 7 had Sasha Grey.

I'd sniff a mile of her shit just to tongue-punch her in the fart-box.

3. Fapping. And lots of it. I'm talking 6 times a day. My sex drive is fucking on high gear for some reason.

Anyway, that's all I have for now. See you later internets.

Day 14

So I took a test online today. It was to determine how much of an aspie I am. The quiz can be found here:
http://www.rdos.net/eng/Aspie-quiz.php

And these are my results:

It looks like a misshapen ass to me.

Your Aspie score: 91 of 200
Your neurotypical (non-autistic) score: 125 of 200
You seem to have both Aspie and neurotypical traits

So I guess that means I'm only slightly an aspie? Interesting, given my recent social anxiety attacks and the fact that I prefer the computer over the real world, I would have thought my score would have been much higher.

Anyway, that's all I really have to update with today. Maybe tomorrow I'll update with nothing but hot naked chicks. I could use a good fap.  

Day 13

Sweet Christ, I learned a valuable lesson last night. Don't attempt to go out to eat on a Sunday night unless you book a table in advance (where applicable). My family and I decided that we wanted to go to Golden Corral last night. For those of you who aren't familiar with it, Golden Corral is a buffet style restaurant, but it's much nicer in quality than any other buffet type place. We drove past and there was a line out the door. We decided to say screw it and we went to a place called Texas Roadhouse.

We pull up and head for the door, where there is a puddle of vomit. "Who's hungry" I quipped. as we went into the building. The hostess handed us one of those vibrating devices that buzzes when your table is ready and told us it would be a 25-35 minute wait. We went to go sit in the car (because all of the seating space inside was packed) and looked over the menu. After deciding that it wasn't really worth the wait, we took the device and menu back to the hostess and decided to go and see if Olive Garden was any better.

We drive over there and it looks pretty decent. There's plenty of parking, and inside doesn't look too busy. As we turn the corner and see the door however, there are people waiting outside and we send my sister to go see how long a wait it will be so that my grandmother won't have to walk all the way to the door for nothing. She comes back and says that the wait would be 35-50 minutes.

We all decide to head back to the Golden Corral because waiting in the line would only be a 5 minute wait or so. We're in line and it's packed. Immediately my hand starts to shake and I'm starting to get the same feeling I had when I had my anxiety attack last weekend. Finally we get through the line and get to a table. We have dinner get dessert and go home.

I know I shouldn't bitch about the obvious, but god damn I hate waiting. Sometimes I can be patient, but other times, I want it right fucking now. Anyway, that's my update for today. See you later internets.

Day 12 continued...

So last night, I'm laying around in my boxers, cock half hanging out in the event of the sudden urge to jack off, when I get a text from one of my buddies.

"Hey, you gonna be around for a while?"
"Yeah, why?"
"Be there in 5 minutes"

I get some clothes on and go wait for him to arrive. He comes in and we go out to the garage to chat and he reveals he's going through personal shit and he wants to get wasted. He pulls out several 40s and begins to down one. Meanwhile I'm thinking, "Dude. I was relaxed, and enjoying my night... Why are you doing this?" So he and I chat and I try to help him work through his issues. I also drink one of his drinks, because I know that if I drink it, that's less for him to get drunk with.

After about an hour and a half or so, he takes off to go to a different friends house and I'm back to doing what I was before. Nothing.

I'm happy to help my friends, and I've known the guy for years, but this was the first time he ever dropped in this way. He was hurting and kept saying he wanted to "get totally shitfaced". I guess it's kind of rude for me to think about it this way but, I really didn't want to have to deal with it. I just sat there praying silently to myself that he'd go home soon, because I wanted to be able to just go and veg in front of my tv. So part of me is a good friend who listens and tries to help, and the other part is kind of a selfish douche.

Anyway, that's all I have for today, so here's a hot half naked chick.

Mmmm hot half naked chick *Drool noises*

See ya later internets.

Day12

You know what I really, REALLY fucking hate.

I hate that my fucking cunt of a little sister is allowed to run around the house like the goddamned queen of the world, just because she works a fucking part time retail job. I do everything around this house, but she doesn't lift a fucking finger. She's catered to. Mom does everything for her and she doesn't do shit. "I have a job, I don't have to do anything."

YES YOU FUCKING DO YOU LITTLE SHITTWAT.

Venting feels good. I think I'll make this a regular statement when something pisses me off.

Day 11

Sorry about the lack of updates. I just haven't really been in a writing mood. I'll make this a quick update though. My team and I went to the bar last night to meet with the girls who wanted us to come to their theme party. It went really well.

The two main girls we're dealing with are total MILFs. The one bartender had these simply amazing tits that just begged to be sucked on. Not only that, but all the waitresses are fucking hot too. I'm going to find it impossible to concentrate, because they'll all be wearing this outfit:

Moar like "Nutbusters' amirite?

So yeah, if you live in Illinois and want to see hot chicks dressed like that, come to Durbin's in Midlothian on Saturday October 23rd. Party starts at 10.