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Posted: July 27th, 2003 | Author: admin | Filed under: LJ | No Comments »test
So today was a weird day.

Usually I spend all my day outside in the sun, with fresh air and nature surrounding me. Even on the weekends I get outside for a couple of hours at a minimum. But today I was doing paperwork in a sterile little hellhole in the middle of nowhere, just outside Santa Maria. They had the air-conditioning on full blast, and it was only 75 degrees outside. It gave me a headache but I couldn’t find the thermostat, so I was cranky.
So I come home, after 1 and a half hours of crappy cuesta grade traffic, and when I get home my siblings are fighting, my mom is cranky because she’s pregnant, and I’m not in the greatest mood I’ve ever been in.
So there’s this dinner we go to every year at the Mid State Fair, the cattlemen’s dinner. It’s where every drunken hick, crowds into the animal area and gets drunker. It’s just what they do. I wasn’t going to go, but we had NO food and I really really wanted some tri-tip. So they drag me there, where I have a damn good tri-tip meal, mmmmm mmm. (before you get the wrong idea, I’m not a drunken hick or cowboy) Included with the meal is unlimited wine and beer, and they give you a commoritave wine glass. Yay but I am not 21
But I sneak a small glass of wine anyways, because you can’t have red meat without some Zinfandel. mmmm good.
Anyways, as I’m walking through the fair, towards the car so I can get home and relax, and my brain is saying to me “PLEASE don’t see anyone you know, it’s just going to be a LOT of work talking and being pleasant, and I’m just not up for that right now.”
So I strike a deal with my brain, that if I see anyone I know, I’ll avert my eyes and hope they don’t see me. I also forget that I’m 6’4″ and stick out like a sore thumb in crowds.
Anyways, as I’m walking back, I see someone I know, and I duck to the side and kind of look away, but guess what?? My EX-Girlfriend, Danyell comes up BEHIND ME and taps me on the freakin shoulder.
And here I am, not wanting to have to use my brain, and SHE walks up. (Background: I haven’t talked to her since Christmas break, we broke up over thanksgiving, she turned lesbian, and she cusses me out every time she gets online. Talk about drama.) So she’s talking to me and I’m completely in awe that she’s even talking to me, since I thought she loathed me. I also thought that she had moved to Oregon, by the way, so I figured I’d never see her again in my life. Yet here she is, blabbing on like we’re best friends. What the fuck.
My mind was moving slowly, like an old rusty machine, trying to process the events unfolding in front of me. “Why is she talking to me? I thought she hated me. Why is she touching my arm? Oh shit she’s flirting with me! WHAT THE FUCK SHOULD I DO??!” Then she notices the wine glass in my hand, and the glazed over look in my eyes, produced from hours of mind numbing work. She says, rather bluntly, “Are you drunk?” My eyes widen and I yell a resounding “NO! HELL NO!” To which I get quite a few stares. She mutters “Geesh” and says that she’ll let me go, but “call me sometime, k?” I mutter, “ok” and stumble back to my car.
As I’m walking back to my car, which was 3 blocks away from the fair, I encounter a drunken white-trash man. He walks up to me, reeking of alcohol, beer in hand, and says “You’re DRUNK!” I say “ummmm no I’m not, sorry” To which he replies, “fuck you, anyways” and stumbles back to his white trash house.
So I learned a valuable lesson today: Don’t EVER go to the fair on Ag-Day, and especially not when you are exhausted.
themusicmaker: can you do me a favor
x: i can try
themusicmaker: well, i’ve been worried lately, and i need you to pray for me if you will
themusicmaker: i dont know whats wrong with me,
themusicmaker: for the past several months i have been having fainting spells, then they seemed to go away. but now they came back. and now i have been loosing sight in my right eye, and i have been getting nose bleeds and very bad headaches. i dont know what it is and i dont have health insurance right now so there is nothing i can do about it, but i’m scared. please pray for me
x: um
x: i will pray for you
themusicmaker: you dont have to, but it would make me feel better
x: i suggest medical attention
Seriously what the hell does one say to this??
I figured it was a joke and told her that it wasn’t funny.
But I think she is serious. That’s not a good thing, right??
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So I decided to make a community.
It’s going to be THE place for people to get good sound fitness and health advice.
Membership is open to all, spread the word if you find it useful.
I’ll try and keep the content going.
I was just thinking: a threesome would be badass.
Anyone interested?
If you have any questions for the nutrition god, please post them here and he will do his best to answer them.