Monday, December 14, 2009

No means no...

Listening to the voices in my head. ... This place needs more late-night massage parlors. ... I'm also doing research for a story on Brandon Jennings. Looks like I'll spend part of the holidays in Compton. ... Does my condo smell weird? ... Fuck you. You're weird, bitch. ... I like a girl. I get mixed signals, though. ... I strikeout a lot. ... Everyone had a comment about my knit cap today. But the guy I did TV with liked it. My boss said it was goofy. ... No one told me about the birds and the bees. They just handed me condoms and said I should use them. ... Girls shed too much hair. ... I think most men have the inherit need to make sense during a disagreement (for the most part), and women just have an inherit need to be the winner. That's why it turns into an argument. ... Stop talking about me. You people don't even know me beyond the fact that you see me on different media outlets. You don't know what I do in my spare time so shut the fuck up. ... I need chopsticks. I never have any when I want them. ... My love life is terrible. ... Someone called me random. Weird. ... I love movie popcorn. Sometimes I go see a movie I don't wanna see just to eat it. ... I got a bunch new HD channels on my cable when I got back from Cali. I love it. ... Especially Cartoon Network. ... I've had my duck sicked in the wrong places and the wrong times. Regrettable decisions for the most part. ... I'm a kid. I'm not planning on growing up. ... Ment want one thing from many women (for the most part). Women want many things from one man (for the most part). ... Have you seen that Jersey Shore girl get punched? Awesome. ... That show is a mess. I can't look away. ... A girl told me she wanted to rape me last night. And that she would. ... Drew is probably the funnest dude to be in a press box with out here. We cuss each other out a lot. Not to mention others. ... I have a sleeping problem. Seriously. I can't fall asleep before 6 a.m. no matter what. ... Nothing good ever comes from Craigslist after 2 a.m. ... I may get a tattoo in a week or so. ... I'm bad at gauging a woman's interest in me. And I'm too shy to overpursue or just ask flat out. ... Listening to Lean on Me live. ... Be cool and don't go too long without brushing your teeth.

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

Yikes...

I got offered my own hour-long sports radio show tonight. I'm kinda excited.

Friday, December 4, 2009

Woulda, Coulda, Shoulda...

Listening to the new Mos Def mixtape. ... I'm posting again because I'm bored out of my fucking head. ... So I've decided to list some of what I'm doing now and what I could or wish I was doing. ... Yeah, that bored. ... I figure I could walk out to my lobby, wait for someone to walk in the door and just start a fight. Kinda like a fight club but they wouldn't know why I was beating on them. ... I'm texting Alex back and forth. ... It would be way better to be chillin with him in the beach condo and smoking drugs then maybe walking to the beach or the bar to watch the Laker game. ... Or I wouldn't mind talking to Brittany. Turns out she's kinda cool. ... I could eat, but that's not very healthy anymore since I've already eaten a couple times and lifted and ran. ... I wish I didn't have to wake up early because I'd just go out or something. ... I could work on my cover letter for that ESPN job but I'm way too lazy right now. ... I could pour myself more orange juice. ... I could go outside. There's snow on the ground, though, so fuck all that noise. ... My collarbone is hurting. Has been since I was in California. ... I could talk to Senerey but that might make my head hurt, too. ... I could lift again. But again, that lazy thing. ... I could write about sports, but I do that for a living so I'm not trying to do it when I'm not being paid. ... Fuck working for free, yo. ... I wish I was sitting at Patron's bar right about now eating bacon-wrapped shrimp. ... I could call some family I haven't talked to in a while, but I don't do that whole phone/talking thing a lot so that's kinda out. ... Someone said to me the other day that Trevor Ariza is more ghetto than Ron Artest. I could try to figure out what was going on in that person's mind when that was said. Anyone care to off a rebuttal to that, because I don't have the energy? ... I should do some dishes. ... I could watch this documentary on Jimi Hendrix I have on DVR, but the basketball game is coming on. ... Speaking of that, I think I can ride out these next few minutes until the Lakers tip off. ... Be cool and try to think of something for me to do the next time I'm bored.

Because, bitch...

I've been looking for people for different reasons: Tara (the reason for the post), Amber from Madison, Anna (I know how to get in touch but not sure if that's smart, but I kinda want to), Nate, Stacey, Valerie, someone to give me a new job because the one I have makes me want to slice my face with a box cutter and permenately damage it, Brenda Lee, Shannon, Jaime the glove man, the person who swiped my sanity (likely the person who invented cold/snow), Erin from Texas, Brandi's sister. I guess that's all I can think of.