Work, Work, Work
Sorry for the lack of posts. I was working from Thursday morning at 8 am till Saturday night at 10 pm. And that's without going home once: I have to sleep at my main job, and on my break I got straight to my other job. I guess it sucks, but it makes free-time sitting in my 1-bedroom apartment feel luxurious. Yesterday I just looked at porn and x-rated craigslist ads all day.
Big news of the day: "Superman" Christopher Reeve died. Without being insensitive, I wonder how long his wife is gonna wait before hooking up with another dude. What's gonna be the first thing she says after having sex? Maybe, "Damn, it's been a long time since I had sex with a vertebrate!"
Ja Rule rented a mansion to be on cribs!?! Man, that guy is a masochist.
I'm actually not that happy on my time off from work. I'm so damn bored. I don't really have any friends. I don't have a girlfriend or any girls who will talk to me. I'm a complete, I'm a complete....There's no word for what I am. I'm a complete person-who-nobody-wants-to-be-around. I really try to make friends, but people don't want me around. There's got to be something wrong with me that I'm not aware of. Maybe everyone else knows, and I don't. What the hell is wrong with me?
I'm a nice guy, I'm outgoing, trustworthy, a good dresser, intelligent, and I really try to make friends, girlfriends, even acquaintances. I can't do it. Lately if I talk to anyone about this, some of them say "You're trying too hard." That's bullshit. Because there have been long stretches of time where I didn't make any effort to meet people, and I didn't meet any people. I think I should videotape myself to see better how others see me. I think it's possible that the way I talk, gesture, stand, walk, or something else is extremely offensive to people.