Goals and Such
11 years ago
Saturday, January 28, 2006
When I think about you I touch myself
If you have ever been single for a long period of time you will understand what i am talking about.
Just imagine hell........OK now imagine that times 10
Well After moving a quiz to thursday rushing around to get all the gear i needed and packing for the trip I got to bed thurs night at 2 a.m. I then got up at 4 a.m. and we drove downtown to tranfer our gear into a van filled with exchange students from germany, france, and england. After packing and repacking the van we finally start to drive out of town at 5:30 a.m. One nice thing about the trip, a van full of hot female exchange students is not all bad.
Finally after stoping for bathroom, coffee, bathroom, bathroom, bath....(ok a van full of girls is maybe not a good thing) we get to a very crouded Mt. Batchloer. It's free ski day if you bring three cans. Which Dave (the only other american with us) bought out all the stores around town of creamed corn. OK so now i'm stoked becuase I have a snowboard, im at the mountain for free and ready to get it on. So we head up to the top of the easy runs. But some of the tracks are not easyone's and they are not so clearly marked. So somehow I got onto a run called cliffhanger. I kept thinking in between heavy breaths (becuase i can barley stay on my feet its so damn steep) That even Stallone couldn't pull this off. So now that im off on my own I finally start to kinda get the hang of it. But I miscalculated a bump in the run. So as I went airborne I started to think why they hell am i even out here i hate skiing. It was interesting to see the ground come rushing up to your face right before you hit it. Luckily my butt was frozen solidly shut or when i folded over backwards i think my ass might have enveloped my head. (I wonder if i could get into the book of world records) As my spine springboarded my body back into the air I went flying a few more feet down the hill landing on my tailbone. For a few seconds I couldn't move my legs. I thought well at least maybe those hot french chicks will feel some sympathay for me. I must have been in shock becuase i just kind of slid down the hill on my face for about 2 mins. After getting up and walking down the hill I found out that, surprise surprise, I was at the wrong lodge. So Just having a near death experience I decided to walk down the ICY highway to the next lodge. So after two near death experiences I made it back to the lodge we had parked at. I decided that some of the lovley lodge chili would be great. Don't believe them even though it says hot delicious chili on the sign what it really means is we just opened this can of really crappy chili without heating it and are now serving it to you in a stale bread bowl. I felt like I was in Stalig 17 or something eating meager rations almost freezing to death becuase I happened to forget my snowpants and had to snowboard in jeans.
OK now finally back into the van we set off to Eugene. I don't know who told the german guy to drive , but even being from germany apearantly he has never heard of the autobahn. Even though the highway was well posted with 60mph signs we averaged 40mph. Not to mention I think he has never grasped the concept of coasting. Anyway finally reaching home I sunk myself into the hot tub and then went to bed and watched season 2 of lost untill 4 a.m. So now im taking myself back to bed just glad to finally be done with one hell of a friday night.
Finally after stoping for bathroom, coffee, bathroom, bathroom, bath....(ok a van full of girls is maybe not a good thing) we get to a very crouded Mt. Batchloer. It's free ski day if you bring three cans. Which Dave (the only other american with us) bought out all the stores around town of creamed corn. OK so now i'm stoked becuase I have a snowboard, im at the mountain for free and ready to get it on. So we head up to the top of the easy runs. But some of the tracks are not easyone's and they are not so clearly marked. So somehow I got onto a run called cliffhanger. I kept thinking in between heavy breaths (becuase i can barley stay on my feet its so damn steep) That even Stallone couldn't pull this off. So now that im off on my own I finally start to kinda get the hang of it. But I miscalculated a bump in the run. So as I went airborne I started to think why they hell am i even out here i hate skiing. It was interesting to see the ground come rushing up to your face right before you hit it. Luckily my butt was frozen solidly shut or when i folded over backwards i think my ass might have enveloped my head. (I wonder if i could get into the book of world records) As my spine springboarded my body back into the air I went flying a few more feet down the hill landing on my tailbone. For a few seconds I couldn't move my legs. I thought well at least maybe those hot french chicks will feel some sympathay for me. I must have been in shock becuase i just kind of slid down the hill on my face for about 2 mins. After getting up and walking down the hill I found out that, surprise surprise, I was at the wrong lodge. So Just having a near death experience I decided to walk down the ICY highway to the next lodge. So after two near death experiences I made it back to the lodge we had parked at. I decided that some of the lovley lodge chili would be great. Don't believe them even though it says hot delicious chili on the sign what it really means is we just opened this can of really crappy chili without heating it and are now serving it to you in a stale bread bowl. I felt like I was in Stalig 17 or something eating meager rations almost freezing to death becuase I happened to forget my snowpants and had to snowboard in jeans.
OK now finally back into the van we set off to Eugene. I don't know who told the german guy to drive , but even being from germany apearantly he has never heard of the autobahn. Even though the highway was well posted with 60mph signs we averaged 40mph. Not to mention I think he has never grasped the concept of coasting. Anyway finally reaching home I sunk myself into the hot tub and then went to bed and watched season 2 of lost untill 4 a.m. So now im taking myself back to bed just glad to finally be done with one hell of a friday night.
Monday, January 23, 2006
WTF Mates
I really hate trying to discuss something with someone but they just dismiss you like you dont matter.
eg.
I say, "Well I think this."
Person says, "Well I think your wrong and I am not willing to discuss it."
How rude is that? I feel like they just told me that I can go shove my view up a quackbert's butt. (sorry quackbert)I mean really would it be that hard to say;
Person says, "Well I don't agree with you becuase of this. Maybe we will just have to agree to disagree."
Warning if you don't talk to me like I'm a Man with valid views and opinions then you are an asshole. Maybe I'm just sensative lately but I feel like I get alot of;
"Ha Ha Ian your so funny" and "Whatever Ian"
Sometimes I feel like accidently holding people's faces in the deep fryer at McDonalds untill thier faces are little chicken nuggets. On the other hand I think there is laws against that. Maybe my life is acually a TV show like that Truman Show movie that was on a few years ago. If that is true more than one person is getting a serious ass whooping. Becuase if it is true then its one of those sick shows where they see how far they can push someone untill they break. At least I will be rich and famous when I find out it's all a charade. Maybe I can finally realize my dream of being a "well paid rich person".
Maybe we are all part of a big TV show that is being watched by an omnipetant being that feels sorry for us. Oh wait we are.
Some good news I picked up a guitar again and I seem to remember alot more about playing than I thought I did. Over the last few days I have gotten some really awesome direction from a few different people. I almost have my first song down prett well although it only consists of three frets I think I'm doing well for three days of self teaching. I hope by next tuesday I can play a few songs for RUF (the reformed version of Campus Crusade). Although my fingers feel like they are going to blow out the end and I'll just have little bony nubs to play guitar with. Rueby is partialy to thank for my picking back up of the guitar. Thanks little buddy. I hope that someday we can jam together, even though that will be a while for me.
My new favorite band (right after the Fakers of course) is Death Cab. What a sweet band. I have yet to listen to thier lyrics earnestly, but what I have heard so far is delightful. Ok I have to go to bed I have to get up early to finish a crappy essay.
eg.
I say, "Well I think this."
Person says, "Well I think your wrong and I am not willing to discuss it."
How rude is that? I feel like they just told me that I can go shove my view up a quackbert's butt. (sorry quackbert)I mean really would it be that hard to say;
Person says, "Well I don't agree with you becuase of this. Maybe we will just have to agree to disagree."
Warning if you don't talk to me like I'm a Man with valid views and opinions then you are an asshole. Maybe I'm just sensative lately but I feel like I get alot of;
"Ha Ha Ian your so funny" and "Whatever Ian"
Sometimes I feel like accidently holding people's faces in the deep fryer at McDonalds untill thier faces are little chicken nuggets. On the other hand I think there is laws against that. Maybe my life is acually a TV show like that Truman Show movie that was on a few years ago. If that is true more than one person is getting a serious ass whooping. Becuase if it is true then its one of those sick shows where they see how far they can push someone untill they break. At least I will be rich and famous when I find out it's all a charade. Maybe I can finally realize my dream of being a "well paid rich person".
Maybe we are all part of a big TV show that is being watched by an omnipetant being that feels sorry for us. Oh wait we are.
Some good news I picked up a guitar again and I seem to remember alot more about playing than I thought I did. Over the last few days I have gotten some really awesome direction from a few different people. I almost have my first song down prett well although it only consists of three frets I think I'm doing well for three days of self teaching. I hope by next tuesday I can play a few songs for RUF (the reformed version of Campus Crusade). Although my fingers feel like they are going to blow out the end and I'll just have little bony nubs to play guitar with. Rueby is partialy to thank for my picking back up of the guitar. Thanks little buddy. I hope that someday we can jam together, even though that will be a while for me.
My new favorite band (right after the Fakers of course) is Death Cab. What a sweet band. I have yet to listen to thier lyrics earnestly, but what I have heard so far is delightful. Ok I have to go to bed I have to get up early to finish a crappy essay.
Friday, January 20, 2006
Top 10
Top 10 Things I love
1. smoking pipes on the porch, drinking Guinness
2. music (in general)
3. listening to a particularly moving sermon
4. a good movie
5. a good book
6. getting crazy ad running around yelling manflesh, your scent is weak, and then trying to weigh it all out
7. tasting new beers and wines
8. computers
9. sitting around and having nothing good to do (this only works when there is acually nothing to do wich is never)
10. pooping
10 things I hate
1. people who cut in line
2. people who drive
3. people who make those damn pop ups
4. people who think they are cool, but really are losers themselves aka Britny Spears syndrome
5. people who think abortion has nothing to do with the babies
6. people who vote for more taxes
7. people who think commercial music is cool
8. people who talk behind your back
9. computers
10. basically most people
10 things I wish I could do
1. Play guitar
2. fly
3. poop gold bars
4. take the rest of my life off and travel the world studying history and relaxing on remote beaches
5. bitch slap people who are dumb
6. get things from the internet that i order when they say they will deliver them not two years later
7. be telepathic
8. be a cage fighter
9. finally get my music organized on my computer
10. make it rain whenever I want.
10 Things I will do if there is no change
1. assasinate Saddam if they don't convict him soon
2. say "hi! I hate you" to every dirty pirate hooker I meet if they don't start not being dumb.
3. start making out with random chicks I meet untill I finally find a wife
4. beat the crap out of Dr. Luara the next time she says "it's all mens fualt" try telling those idiots who call you to break up and not get involved with abusive men. DUUUUUHHHHHHH
5. strangle the parents of the kids who like to dance around in the back of the sanctuary during chuch yelling "I gotta go pee" and " but I dont wanna!"
6. bitch slap people who chew with thier mouths open
7. Get a job in a mexican, western union so I can finally get back some of that money that those illegal aliens are stealing from hard working Americans
8. Blow up the company headquarters of companies that send american jobs to china and india
9. pee in the wheaties of anyone who says they don't like my top 10 list
10. start working out untill they invent a "get super cut" pill that you eat once and suddenly become arnold (crazy accent and all)
1. smoking pipes on the porch, drinking Guinness
2. music (in general)
3. listening to a particularly moving sermon
4. a good movie
5. a good book
6. getting crazy ad running around yelling manflesh, your scent is weak, and then trying to weigh it all out
7. tasting new beers and wines
8. computers
9. sitting around and having nothing good to do (this only works when there is acually nothing to do wich is never)
10. pooping
10 things I hate
1. people who cut in line
2. people who drive
3. people who make those damn pop ups
4. people who think they are cool, but really are losers themselves aka Britny Spears syndrome
5. people who think abortion has nothing to do with the babies
6. people who vote for more taxes
7. people who think commercial music is cool
8. people who talk behind your back
9. computers
10. basically most people
10 things I wish I could do
1. Play guitar
2. fly
3. poop gold bars
4. take the rest of my life off and travel the world studying history and relaxing on remote beaches
5. bitch slap people who are dumb
6. get things from the internet that i order when they say they will deliver them not two years later
7. be telepathic
8. be a cage fighter
9. finally get my music organized on my computer
10. make it rain whenever I want.
10 Things I will do if there is no change
1. assasinate Saddam if they don't convict him soon
2. say "hi! I hate you" to every dirty pirate hooker I meet if they don't start not being dumb.
3. start making out with random chicks I meet untill I finally find a wife
4. beat the crap out of Dr. Luara the next time she says "it's all mens fualt" try telling those idiots who call you to break up and not get involved with abusive men. DUUUUUHHHHHHH
5. strangle the parents of the kids who like to dance around in the back of the sanctuary during chuch yelling "I gotta go pee" and " but I dont wanna!"
6. bitch slap people who chew with thier mouths open
7. Get a job in a mexican, western union so I can finally get back some of that money that those illegal aliens are stealing from hard working Americans
8. Blow up the company headquarters of companies that send american jobs to china and india
9. pee in the wheaties of anyone who says they don't like my top 10 list
10. start working out untill they invent a "get super cut" pill that you eat once and suddenly become arnold (crazy accent and all)
Thursday, January 19, 2006
No News!
I hate waiting for an e-mail. By about the fifth time I check my e-mail in one day I start to think I am a big loser.
Classes are going well. I also got out of Gestapo boy's class and got into WR122 with a cool teracher. Besides that just attending RUF, and getting to know Arcade Fire better.
I did find it slightly amusing that on Lars Larsons website that you can pay 60 bucks a month to be able to e-mail him "anytime you want even in the middle of the night. He won't mind". Bull crap! I'll bet He is Pissed when he has to get up at two a.m. to reply to an e-mail of some fan. Oh you can also get a link to your blog on his website. Don't get me wrong I love Lars Larson, but please if you think that he "doesn't mind" getting your e-mails at two a.m. in the morning your just an idiot. Some times I wish I was a radio personality. Something like a combination of Lars Larson's enthusiasm and values, Alice Cooper's Brashness, and Phil Hendry's crazy voices. I would spend my whole show making fun of political statements by the left. Especially by Hillary, Gore, Jackson, Kennedy, and my new favorite Ray Nagin. I mean seriously what kind of an idiot tells everyone in the nation that they are racist.
Anyway I must return to writing homework, just thought I'd muse on some of my future plans of world domination.
Classes are going well. I also got out of Gestapo boy's class and got into WR122 with a cool teracher. Besides that just attending RUF, and getting to know Arcade Fire better.
I did find it slightly amusing that on Lars Larsons website that you can pay 60 bucks a month to be able to e-mail him "anytime you want even in the middle of the night. He won't mind". Bull crap! I'll bet He is Pissed when he has to get up at two a.m. to reply to an e-mail of some fan. Oh you can also get a link to your blog on his website. Don't get me wrong I love Lars Larson, but please if you think that he "doesn't mind" getting your e-mails at two a.m. in the morning your just an idiot. Some times I wish I was a radio personality. Something like a combination of Lars Larson's enthusiasm and values, Alice Cooper's Brashness, and Phil Hendry's crazy voices. I would spend my whole show making fun of political statements by the left. Especially by Hillary, Gore, Jackson, Kennedy, and my new favorite Ray Nagin. I mean seriously what kind of an idiot tells everyone in the nation that they are racist.
Anyway I must return to writing homework, just thought I'd muse on some of my future plans of world domination.
Monday, January 16, 2006
My eyes see only high terrain
I think I'm going to invent a keyboard that picks up your brainwaves so you can just think instead of typing.
So First off the batchleors/ batchleorettes party was sweet I think everyone had a good time especially matt so thats good. I was really happy cuz Ruby came out the night before and we stayed up till like 4 am drinking and talking about deep thoughts. It was like a non-stop party for 5 days strait. The rehersal dinner went pretty good, but what the hell was up with those nasty pears? I think I stole a bottle of wine from every event. Matt was at least a little bit stressed on the big day, but we tried to give him alot of space, we plan on kickin his ass later. The wedding ceramony seemed to go well except maybe for the searing pain in my back and knees. I think i'm either out of shape or civilian life is making me soft, becuase it felt like i had little evil gnomes cinching up c-clamps on my knees and two more where kidney punching me and talking crap about my mom. OK maybe not that bad, but never the less it was a little long it seemed. I happy that B and Matt liked it though. The cake reception was packed I could barly move across the room becuase everyone wanted to talk to me, but the cake was really good. We then ran home for pictures where my aunt insisted to have her mini-me dog in the wedding pictures. I had to run Bab Taaylor off to the airport, but then we went to the reception. The reception was awesome although I had to sit next to matt's crazy sister (just kidding Sarah). Rueby was an awesome MC I'm gonna fly him out for my wedding so he can MC it. "weigh it out weigh it out" I gave a short speech basically about how much our whole family had fallen in love with matt, but it came out something like I wanna kick Matt's ass but now i like him to much to do that. After the reception we went home and to my surprise there was another party. This one included lots of dancing beer liquor and hot tubs. I also met a girl ,Amy, that night from Colorado. She was really cool and we hung out at the bar another night before she left. But she's being bad right now and hasn't replied to my e-mail.
After all that nonsense I started school on the 9th. All of my classes are so easy it's almost sad. I'm taking required classes First Aid, Human Relations in the workplace, Spanish 101, and Writing 123. Although I missed my first day of class for 123 and the teacher who looked like a big dueche bag, and turned out to be, said that i had to provide documentated proof of why I was absent. Basicaly I called him a knob job, behind his back of course, and then i left to go sign up for a new teacher and decided to change to Writing 122. Besides that school is a breeze.
Things I fear gettting up for - Everything
Things I fear going to school - Finding parking
Things I fear in General - Being one of those "nice" guys, therefore remaining single FOR-EVER
Things I fear at home - Napleon's hair
Other General fears - The postman, hippies, anyone who has a mullet, crazy women, pop music, any girl who offers to sleep with you after knowing you for less than an hour
So First off the batchleors/ batchleorettes party was sweet I think everyone had a good time especially matt so thats good. I was really happy cuz Ruby came out the night before and we stayed up till like 4 am drinking and talking about deep thoughts. It was like a non-stop party for 5 days strait. The rehersal dinner went pretty good, but what the hell was up with those nasty pears? I think I stole a bottle of wine from every event. Matt was at least a little bit stressed on the big day, but we tried to give him alot of space, we plan on kickin his ass later. The wedding ceramony seemed to go well except maybe for the searing pain in my back and knees. I think i'm either out of shape or civilian life is making me soft, becuase it felt like i had little evil gnomes cinching up c-clamps on my knees and two more where kidney punching me and talking crap about my mom. OK maybe not that bad, but never the less it was a little long it seemed. I happy that B and Matt liked it though. The cake reception was packed I could barly move across the room becuase everyone wanted to talk to me, but the cake was really good. We then ran home for pictures where my aunt insisted to have her mini-me dog in the wedding pictures. I had to run Bab Taaylor off to the airport, but then we went to the reception. The reception was awesome although I had to sit next to matt's crazy sister (just kidding Sarah). Rueby was an awesome MC I'm gonna fly him out for my wedding so he can MC it. "weigh it out weigh it out" I gave a short speech basically about how much our whole family had fallen in love with matt, but it came out something like I wanna kick Matt's ass but now i like him to much to do that. After the reception we went home and to my surprise there was another party. This one included lots of dancing beer liquor and hot tubs. I also met a girl ,Amy, that night from Colorado. She was really cool and we hung out at the bar another night before she left. But she's being bad right now and hasn't replied to my e-mail.
After all that nonsense I started school on the 9th. All of my classes are so easy it's almost sad. I'm taking required classes First Aid, Human Relations in the workplace, Spanish 101, and Writing 123. Although I missed my first day of class for 123 and the teacher who looked like a big dueche bag, and turned out to be, said that i had to provide documentated proof of why I was absent. Basicaly I called him a knob job, behind his back of course, and then i left to go sign up for a new teacher and decided to change to Writing 122. Besides that school is a breeze.
Things I fear gettting up for - Everything
Things I fear going to school - Finding parking
Things I fear in General - Being one of those "nice" guys, therefore remaining single FOR-EVER
Things I fear at home - Napleon's hair
Other General fears - The postman, hippies, anyone who has a mullet, crazy women, pop music, any girl who offers to sleep with you after knowing you for less than an hour
Saturday, January 14, 2006
Poop smells bad!!!
And so does my room. I think I should do luandry. It's 5:30 am so i need to hit the hay but a long drawn out and seriously funny post will follow this one later today.
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