The weekend!

I always seem to wake up about a half hour later than on a work day ...

Anyways, so far I've:

• paid my best buy CC bill online
• written my mortgage payment (OUCH)
• made some brown rice for the weekend
• walked the animal
• obsessed over bills and money
• checked ebay and biking sites
• posted on a couple forums

I was re-checking my bank account for the 20th time when I decided to blog instead. This shit is so gay, half the people I know have never even heard about a blog, but whatever, I guess they're not real netizens or something.

Anyways, I think today I'm going to buy a CD for the upcoming 7-8 hours of driving ... then go get my spiffy new shop jersey, compile a few meals for the weekend, then hit the road for the race. If I can place in the top 3 for just a couple more races (or guys in top 5 now drop out), I'm pretty sure I'll secure the series win, which would be completely like wow.

My girlie called last night to ask me to go out with her and her friends. I'm just not into it. I didn't even call her back, maybe I'm an asshole? I dunno, I wanted to go to the gym instead. It's sad that when I'm around her, I can think of things I'd rather be doing. But fuck, last night I was ON. 110lb dumbell bench press ... that's 220 combined ... which is pretty damn impressive. I might hit the max in the gym soon, I think they only have up to 120 lb db's ... I haven't checked ... I know they at least have 115's ...

*flex*

Double Bubble Full O Trouble

Well shit. So I've been seeing this chick for about 3+ weeks now. She has pretty similar interests to mine, we share a lot of view points, she's cute, and she really digs me.

But? BUT you ask? ... But I can tell that she's way more into me than I am into her. This fvcking sucks. Somehow I'm her boyfriend after like 3 weeks (we've been BF/GF for almost 2 weeks now :), and I do enjoy her company, but now I'm feeling stressed out about the situation all the time, like how in the hell did I end up here.

I did I mention that I found her blog and that the things she says about me are so nice and sweet and it makes me feel like a real asshole, even though I'm not an asshole, nor am I trying to be one, I feel like guilty for not being on the same level as her.

I feel like I need to break things off, but at the same time, I'm so bad at this, I never really date, maybe that's why I'm so bad at these things. I left the reigns in her hands, since she's the "experienced dater" ... well fuck, now I'm tied up and feel like shit!!!

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In other news, big race comin' up this weekend ... I'm nervous about it ... I need to win again so I can secure the point standings.

-dude

The Simpler Internet?

Where did the days of simple HTML go? I remember back in the day you were a fucking super hero if you knew how to make a page of links and a few cool tables by hand.

Now things are so fvcking complicated. I spent a good amount of time compiling a few Custom Web Controls. Since it was my first time, natually it took FOR-FUCKING-EVARRR. Then of course after things were smooth sailing I decided to add caching due to the nature of the content and how it was retrieved. HttpContext doesn't work properly in VS design mode though, so then I had to figure the workaround for that.

I can't remember th--- well, I can remember-- shit ... well, I don't feel like I get projects banged out, seems like everything is too complicated and takes forever!

Shoot me.

-dude

Quck quack mufugger!

I can't believe I've reached a level of lameness to do this.

I'm totally going to talk shit about someone who will eventually see this. Should be fun(ny) while it lasts!

-dude