tumblr, no mas blogspot.

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same difference. i hardly blog anyhow.

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I really envy those who can sit here in front of their computers and just write about how they feel or what the hell they've been doing for the past few days. I feel that any time I try to gather my thoughts into anything somewhat coherent, everything just blends together like some awful smoothie. Ah, whatever.

I miss feeling light-headed in the morning after that initial oh-so-satisfying first drag. It's been almost exactly a month. Except for all the black stuff I've been coughing up, I really don't see good from all this. I kid. I know it was definitely time to quit. 15 years of killing myself slowly. Why would anyone pay to kill themselves with cigarettes? All you have to do is get married, and you can do it for free.

I took my mother to my sister's restaurant for her birthday. The Hil is about 20-25 minutes south of the airport (my sister swears it's only 10-15). So, from Gwinnett, this sucker's about an hour away. So, I'm driving my mother down to the Hil thinking that this car ride is going to be filled with constant nagging about marriage and what not. Let's just say that the conversation on the way to her birthday dinner was interesting. We'll leave it at that. My mother is mad cool. Happy birthday to the most important lady in my life, happy birthday mom.

If you've ever been to the Hil, you'll know that the food is excellent.


Cauliflower Bisque

Pizza topped with grapes and arugula

Mushroom meatloaf with glazed carrots


Trigger fish and cauliflower

I ordered a nice bottle of French pinot. My mother was buzzed off two sips. I drank the rest.

Festivus!

The holidays always bring out the worst in me. I guess working in the service industry doesn't help especially when you're working your arse off while everyone is busy shopping, enjoying good food, and being merry. As Christmas draws near, I'm getting ready for the yearly Airing of Grievances and Feats of Strengths tomorrow for the Festivus holiday. I don't have a Festivus pole but I think a baseball bat will suffice. If you don't know what I'm talking about, don't bother... A Festivus for the rest of us! Seinfeld was such an awesome show. What's happened to television? Sad, truly sad...

2008 was awful. 2009 was mediocre. So I'm hoping that 2010 will be the year that I finally grow up and stop wasting my time and money on stupid superficial crap (except shoes, you can never have too many pairs of chucks, nike airmax ltds, and airmax 90s). Shoes keep me going. If anyone sees these kicks anywhere, please let me know. I should have bought them when I had the chance.

30 years old. Technically, I've been pushing 30 for a little while now. My moms has been pushing me more and more over the years to settle down with a nice girl. Many of my friends from church brought over a mail-order bride from the motherland. See, I can't roll like that. Those FOBs are green card hungry. You can see it in their surgically enlarged eyes... I'll settle down eventually, but I'll do it when I'm ready. Right now, I need to focus on me. 30 is the new 20, okay people. That's my story and I'm sticking with it.

Happy Veterans Day!

My 1st post. Not much to say. Thank you to all that have served in the United States Armed Forces. Your dedication, courage, and selflessness is greatly appreciated.

On a side note, congratulations to all the MLB's Gold Glove winners! Except Victorino and Rollins. You guys suck.