Folks first off, i am a damn plagiarist. I stole this Idea from Amy and her insomniac musings, who stole it further from else where. I believe I know now how the Associated Press got so caught up with their coverage of this last hurricane. Any who by the numbers... Easy!!!
12. The number of times I failed at bowling a frame of more than 150...(god I suck)
14. The number of Jim Beam and cokes I consumed on Sat night! Woo hoo to having the pull of being a regular who tips well so the bartender drives you home at no charge!!!!(Well maybe the cost of my dignity)
1. The number hot best friends of the hot chick who stood me up that I made out with publicly in front of said stander upper hot chick!! This one is for some reason interested in continuous correspondence and future swapping of DNA.
4. The number of dirty looks stander upper gave me as I enjoyed the company of stander uppers hot friend. (Great success!)
2. The number of bottles of Bushmills that we went through at the party I threw last night!
11. The number of people who came to said gathering!
0. The number of regrets I have after such a fabulous weekend!!! Besides this hot friend of the stander upper winch is actually a much better version as she is not high maintenece and loves football!!!
Monday, September 1, 2008
Friday, August 22, 2008
YAY for friday!
Oh yes, its very much that day of the week that causes endless joy in my lackluster life! Folks its Friday, and today snuffy is going to go bowling,....well er drinking with a round or two thrown in. Lets hope that fellow bowler/ prospect Code Named Completely Gorgeous helps snuffy get a strike!!!!
This person has been a friend for eons, and while snuffy has always found her majestic, I never believed that this person was even remotely interested. It took the Divine intervention of her friends to smack the back of the head, and say "Hey stupid, she thinks your cute!" Lies obviously. This sick trap will work only cause whilst liqueured up, I care as much as a poo slinging chimp! Besides I never was one to worry over these things. Here's to hoping for fireworks!
This person has been a friend for eons, and while snuffy has always found her majestic, I never believed that this person was even remotely interested. It took the Divine intervention of her friends to smack the back of the head, and say "Hey stupid, she thinks your cute!" Lies obviously. This sick trap will work only cause whilst liqueured up, I care as much as a poo slinging chimp! Besides I never was one to worry over these things. Here's to hoping for fireworks!
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
My mind At its worst
Folks it has been a hectic week, and as the blog name states I am having the usual problems figuring out who the hell I am. I am a slightly Conservative well mannered and liked individual who on the surface appears to be calm, rational, and in control. There is however a slight problem with this. I am actually quite the opposite. You see I have been fighting myself since the war, and it gets really hard sometimes(Especially times of stress) to control my rage. I have a number of things that will flash through my mind daily that I barely control. One moment it is grief, the next hate, I really cannot stand it. As I stated in my last post, I have acted out on my feelings. My in ability to control that basic instinct tells me that I am loosing progress that I felt I made. This poses a problem as well as snuffy now stays awake for days on in now. I hate not being able to sleep as it also ads to the stress, which in turn deprives sleep. My only therapy lately seems to be the hooch, but I do NOT want to wind up she stinks ass homeless drunk you see on the street corners.
The left tards in this country do not help. They provide me with endless speak of baby killer and self victimization that in this country is impossible to find.
But until I figure out how to over come my hatred of shrinks(quacks) I will have to adapt and suffer. Ah the price of freedom.
The left tards in this country do not help. They provide me with endless speak of baby killer and self victimization that in this country is impossible to find.
But until I figure out how to over come my hatred of shrinks(quacks) I will have to adapt and suffer. Ah the price of freedom.
Saturday, August 16, 2008
Why???
Why is it that snuffy can never drink in peace?? I verry much understand the whole freedom of speach thingy, and glad that I am a defender of said freedom. However there are people whom should just be told to close their mouths or die. (Chi Con ish?) (Mabee more like Uncle Vlad) You would be right. Which is why I struggle with theese things. However with freedom of speach comes the freedom of violent reaction. And while it verry well got me arrested, it earned me ever great satisfaction!!!!
I was at my new favorite watering hole, enjoying a nice white russian, when this stupid bastard walks up to me, reads my shirt and and asks:
"You millitary?"
"Yeah."
"I just wanted to say that everyone in the new movement thinks you guys are a bunch of smelly merciless baby killers."
" Well I do defend freedom so speach, so Im glad you are able to voice your opinion, no matter how stupid it is."
This is where he started to grate my nerves.
"When Barrack (Jesus almighty messiah hussain savior alah buda christ lord god) Obama becomes president we arent going to have a millitary becouse he thinks you are just devils who hurt childeren for fun too. "
"Sir, seriously just let me enjoy my drink. Its been a long day and I am really tired of stupid."
"I hope your friends are all dead."
I highly doubt he saw it coming, but believe me I threw the best haymaker I could muster, cought that son of a bitch square on the nose, broke a knuckle, and smiled as the sherrif took me out side to arest me. Luckily I only face a small fine!!!!! Being a goody two shoes most of the time, means that first offenses are usualy looked over. So here is to the stupid fuck that will hopefully remember that freedom of speach comes with the freedom of retribution.
I was at my new favorite watering hole, enjoying a nice white russian, when this stupid bastard walks up to me, reads my shirt and and asks:
"You millitary?"
"Yeah."
"I just wanted to say that everyone in the new movement thinks you guys are a bunch of smelly merciless baby killers."
" Well I do defend freedom so speach, so Im glad you are able to voice your opinion, no matter how stupid it is."
This is where he started to grate my nerves.
"When Barrack (Jesus almighty messiah hussain savior alah buda christ lord god) Obama becomes president we arent going to have a millitary becouse he thinks you are just devils who hurt childeren for fun too. "
"Sir, seriously just let me enjoy my drink. Its been a long day and I am really tired of stupid."
"I hope your friends are all dead."
I highly doubt he saw it coming, but believe me I threw the best haymaker I could muster, cought that son of a bitch square on the nose, broke a knuckle, and smiled as the sherrif took me out side to arest me. Luckily I only face a small fine!!!!! Being a goody two shoes most of the time, means that first offenses are usualy looked over. So here is to the stupid fuck that will hopefully remember that freedom of speach comes with the freedom of retribution.
Monday, August 11, 2008
War
War, War never changes,..lol (Fall out joke)
No seriously, just when i think its over, snuffy gets stop lossed. This drives me bat shit crazy. I was just starting to grow my ridiculous white trash beard out, and enjoy my job with all my weekends off when i get recalled.
Fuck it, i might as well re enlist for life as it apears im going to be in for the long haul.
On a positive note, Snuffy is drinking substansial amounts of the alcohilic wonder known as wild turkey!!!!
And the JOB is good.
So here is to never getting to grow my retarded red beard.(Sigh)
No seriously, just when i think its over, snuffy gets stop lossed. This drives me bat shit crazy. I was just starting to grow my ridiculous white trash beard out, and enjoy my job with all my weekends off when i get recalled.
Fuck it, i might as well re enlist for life as it apears im going to be in for the long haul.
On a positive note, Snuffy is drinking substansial amounts of the alcohilic wonder known as wild turkey!!!!
And the JOB is good.
So here is to never getting to grow my retarded red beard.(Sigh)
Friday, July 11, 2008
The End
Folks,..well the two of you who actually read this, it is indeed the end. I am finally going to be done with my millitary career. I am rather sad at the death of this chapter in my life, but also overjoyed that the last thing keeping me anchored down in my old life will be gone. I look back rather fondly of my comrades fallen in battle, and my many more who still carry on their service. I wish I too could have, but alas there is nothing one can do to change the circumstanses in which they face. Along with this end in my service, I will be saying good bye to a great many people who have ment the world to me. It is time to move on to different things, and on with life. On the up side I get to grow my burly ass beard out and scare the living shit out of strangers. Also it means more blog neglect as I wont be doing bullshit reports and crap for said army. It really sucks balancing a verry much full time job, and army stuff.
I am intirely too drunk, and un carring to continue this bullshit. To the few of you assholes whom I served with that read, but refuse to blog, I wish you guys all the luck. Snuff
I am intirely too drunk, and un carring to continue this bullshit. To the few of you assholes whom I served with that read, but refuse to blog, I wish you guys all the luck. Snuff
Saturday, July 5, 2008
Ah, weddings....
Yesterday was a very popular American holiday. July 4Th. Independence day. And what better way t enjoy this Holiday than by watching two souls give up their freedoms with an ill advised marriage that neither of the couple thinks is really a good idea to start with!
Folks, I cant help but feel that a shotgun wedding would have more joy than this one.
For starters, the bride who was on premises was an hour late as she refused to come out to participate in "The happiest day of her life". The groom looking both foolish for appearing, and doomed when he saw her, was the butt of many hushed jokes at my bench. She was crying before she even made it to him for her father to pass her on to him, and when he went to shake the poor grooms hand, he looked as though he would kill him, nearly jerking his arm out of socket.
So the priest began his rhetoric about unity, whilst the couple half hearted repeated their false vows, and ended it with the kind of peck that just said"Mistake". Then she broke down realising the error in her ways, and tried to leave! Ofcousrse she could not, as the reception was to take place. This really caused a riot, as there were tons of people to dance with her, but none would with him!! They literally turned him down. His own mother wouldn't!!!! Fucking fabulous! Well, enjoy folks, I did!
Folks, I cant help but feel that a shotgun wedding would have more joy than this one.
For starters, the bride who was on premises was an hour late as she refused to come out to participate in "The happiest day of her life". The groom looking both foolish for appearing, and doomed when he saw her, was the butt of many hushed jokes at my bench. She was crying before she even made it to him for her father to pass her on to him, and when he went to shake the poor grooms hand, he looked as though he would kill him, nearly jerking his arm out of socket.
So the priest began his rhetoric about unity, whilst the couple half hearted repeated their false vows, and ended it with the kind of peck that just said"Mistake". Then she broke down realising the error in her ways, and tried to leave! Ofcousrse she could not, as the reception was to take place. This really caused a riot, as there were tons of people to dance with her, but none would with him!! They literally turned him down. His own mother wouldn't!!!! Fucking fabulous! Well, enjoy folks, I did!
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