Tuesday, May 29, 2007

Public wanking, and a weekend update

OMG! I was heading to my other building to clean today and saw this older guy in a late model truck sitting at the exit to the bank next door. He had several chances to merge into traffic but didn't. Then I noticed that his right shoulder kept shaking like he was jacking off. I think he noticed me checking him out and so he pulled out onto the road but only went down to the next parking area.....to probably finished up.

It was very warm today. I love what it does to guys.....

In other news: We had a few good friends over Sunday for a bbq. It was suppose to rain but it got it all out of its system that morning and the day turned out gorgeous. Monday we started pouring the piers for the deck we are building. Then today we ran out and got most of the wood for it. Hoping to have a good portion of it done this weekend.

Friday, May 25, 2007

I can't remember

Last night only got worse. People worked late in my building and there was a constant flow in and out of the lunch room. So I decided against eating my lettuce w/ tomato's that was in the fridge. Plus since thats all I eat Mon.-Thurs. week after week, month after month its getting a bit tiring. I had some spare change and decided to hit the drive thru at Taco Bell and grab a soft taco for dinner instead, can't beat it for 89 cents. I got there and went to order but for the life of me couldn't remember the word "taco". It went something like this.

Speaker: Hi may I take your order
Me: Yes I'll have one soft burrito please
Speaker: What kind sir?
Me: You know the soft kind, opposite of the hard shell kind
Speaker: Sir they're all soft and we have a big variety
Me: Just give me the cheapest one then. (I only had a dollar in change)
Speaker: The bean burrito then
Me: No I'd like meat in it.
Speaker: One burrito supreme, that will be 3.50.
Me: Oh forget it!

Then I backed out of the drive thru and went back to my building, about half way back I remembered the word "Taco". FUCK! Needless to say I was too pissed off/flustered and embaressed to go back so I skipped dinner last night.

Thursday, May 24, 2007

Tired and down

I got out of work at midnight last night and had to turn around this morning and head back to attend my uncles funeral at 10am. He was by dads oldest brother, their wasn't much of a turn out which kind of depressed me. After the funeral/burial/luncheon I decided to stay in town until I went to work since gas is so fuckin expensive. My sisters and I went to the cemeteries to change out the floral arrangement on my parents grave so there would be a new one there when we bury my dads ashes on fathers day weekend. I also took the arrangement off my grandparents grave (mothers side) since my aunt placed two gargantuan potted plants on the grave which totally conceiled mine. I moved it to my dads grandparents grave in another cemetery since they had nothing.

While we were cemetery hopping I pointed out to my sisters all the generations of forgotten grandparents of ours. So that makes one funeral and three cemetery visits today and top it off being sleep deprived. Its probably just my mood today but have been considering ending this blog since I normally have nothing important or interesting to say here. Hope everyone has a great Memorial weekend and remember to remember the dead cuz thats what this holiday is all about.

I got to be in town all day tomorrow also cuz I have a house cleaning job before work. UGH! We are planning a bbq Sunday, I hope I can catch up on my sleep before then.

Later, Happy Memorial weekend

Wednesday, May 23, 2007

Another Craigslist add

OMG!!! LOL

In town for Falwell funeral, seeking discreet blowjob - 67

Reply to: pers-336534817@craigslist.org Date: 2007-05-23, 1:16AM EDT

In town for Jerry Farwell's funeral (finally the old turd croaked) --my wife is his sister-- and looking for a discreet blowjob at my hotel while she is "mourning" at her relative's place on Wed. I'm 5'11", 185#, trim, and hung. Seeking discreet dude into giving oral service. No fats, fems, freaks (saw enough of those at the funeral).

I did my research and its for real. LOL here is the link to the add

http://lynchburg.craigslist.org/m4m/

Thursday, May 17, 2007

Girls are so fucking lucky

I found this craigslist add in the adult gigs yesterday for the Detroit area. Fuck!!! God dam, I want this fucking job!!!!


SEEKING GLORYHOLE GIRL for paid gigs.

Pay: $50 per man. (Average night ranges from 3 guys to 15, each guy spending about 5 mins in your mouth. Average time you spend at a session - about 2 to 3 hours. Do the math. The pay is good.)

Please be:
> 18 to 50 and INSHAPE.
> Drug and Disease free.
> Caucasian
> Comfortable with cum in mouth; you don't HAVE to swallow, but it would be a plus if you did, of course. Interviews begin May 25th

Please include the following:

- PHOTOS (head & full body)
- NAME
- AGE
- LOCATION
- AVAILABILITY
- CONTACT INFO

Wednesday, May 16, 2007

How to beat the high cost of living

I was just reading an online news story about the high price of gas. They stated that it has hit a high this week at 3.08 a gallon. 3.08 a gallon? I want to know where the fuck they can find gas at that price cuz its 3.49 here in mid Michigan. I just fucking filled my tank and it set me back 50 bucks. FUCK!!!! I'm at a point right now that I will only get gas at a BP station (British Petroleum) cuz I refuse to let my own country fuck me in the ass.

If they're gonna screw us and raise gas prices to the point we can't even afford to drive to work then they fucking better legalize prositution, cuz that is the only way I'm gonna make enough to buy gas.

Blow jobs in exchange for a 1/2 a tank of gas. anyone?

I'm already working a full time job that only covers mortgage, insurances, and utilities, thats it no fucking extras. Then I clean bi-weekly 3 fucking houses so I can afford gas plus luxury items like toilet paper and toothpaste. At least thats the way it normally is, right now I have to admit that I do have a little stashed away thanks to my inheritance, but what the fuck am I gonna do once that runs out, which it will soon enough. I can't afford to live in the town that I work, and there are no jobs in the town that I live. Pardon the prepanic rant.

Saturday, May 12, 2007

Edward Hopper

Here are a couple of prints of my favorite artist Edward Hopper the first is "Chop Suey Restaurant". I love the colors in this one.





This next one is "New York Movie 1930", it makes me laugh about the woman who is deep in thought because these days she just looks like she's on her cell phone.

Thursday, May 10, 2007

Nothing new

Nothing new to report. I haven't felt all that great this week. Called in sick yesterday and slept most of the day/night and I'm still tired. Ugh Today I bought 10 bags of mulch and a couple of tomato plants. Monday I'll probably buy my flowers.

We got a good portion of the floor built on the side porch last weekend. Hope to finish up this weekend. Our camera's fixed so I plan on taking/posting some pics.

Later

Thursday, May 03, 2007

Another work rant

I totally fucking give up. The art gallery I clean has had water problems in the basement since...forever. When it rains water runs down the back wall, luckily there is a sump pump that the water runs into, but its still not good for the foundation of the building. Hello.....

The problem is the underground drain. First its not big enough for a commercial building. Second the end of it that use to shoot the water out onto the side walk is now 3/4 covered with cement from the new sidewalk that was put in last year. So now the water sits in the drain with no place to go. I pointed this out to my boss who in turn told his boss.

Now I'm being told that they are going to clean out the drain. I mentioned that the new sidewalk is blocking it. Boss's boss response was "I think what we are going to do will be fine." Obviously my words just went in one ear and out the other. Plus I don't think he likes it when the uneducated help gives advice.

This isn't the first time I've had run in with this guy.....

The steps going to the gallery basement were very narrow and had a rubber/plastic surface. Well with wet shoes on, they were treacherous. I fell down the stairs and so did the gallery director. I told idiot boss man that the steps were not up to code. He then told me that he went there and measured the steps and they were fine. It took seven people falling down the steps to get them rebuilt correctly. When they were being rebuilt I asked the gallery director sarcastically why they were being rebuilt and she told me because they weren't up to code....

Not once did idiot boss tell me that I was right. But what do I know, I'm just an uneducated janitor.