"Eat, sleep, fuck and flee; in four words, that’s me."

I woke up today.

"Love! I shall not love, yet I’ll still sing about it.
I hope it covers the ocean in slime, the drama and drool.
I’m leaking the blood of a fool. (I’m full of it, I’m full of it, I’m full.)
Rat poison for dinner,
pull the chord from the phone. I am dining alone.
Tonight. Rat poison for dinner,
pull the chord from the phone. I am dining alone.
Tonight.
Oh I am dining alone.
Tonight. Tonight. Tonight."

Ok, let me back up a bit, I think I’m jumping ahead of myself. Yesterday I rode my bike 8 miles in a monsoon. At first I kept a steady pace of about 20mph, dodging the puddles here and there. I didn’t want to get too too dirty given I was going to get the rest of my pasta from Brenden’s house. I wanted to still look presentable.

I got about a fifth of the way home, and the next thing I realize is that the river I was riding next to was overflowing, I could only see a few paces in front of my bike, and my oakley’s were quickly becoming fogged up.

/ugh.

I decided to hell with keeping my clothes cleaned. I figured making sure I wasn’t soaked completely to the bone was a smarter idea. I got home home, picked up my leftover pasta and came home.

Dead beat. Ridiculous.

It’s amazing what a soaked through and through ride will do to you.

Today I decieded to take a break and ride the lightrail. It was so awesome. Just to relax on the way to work. I can’t believe how much I had taken it for granted. I think tommorow to "treat" myself I’ll take the lightrail, then on friday get back on the bike.

/ugh.

/double ugh.

So in other news(and boy do I have a ton), but for tonight I’ll leave it to the fact that I’m getting a pet.

A little gecko. I’ve been reading up on them for the past month now, I went out and bought everything for it and this weekend I will be picking one or two up. I’m excited. I need something to talk to.

That’s another story.

The alcohol is getting to me, and boy it feels good.

Night all …

Today as I was riding my bike to work, I dismounted and walked just as a normal pedestrian would. I had my head phones blaring Jacks Mannequin.

*side story*
It’s really weird how when I see somebody live, I like them alot better than previously before. Not a bad thing, it’s just that when it comes to people, it’s usually different. They usually dislike bands after hearing them live. I haven’t stopped listening to motion city soundtrack and jacks mannequin. Weird I know …

*back to the story*
I had my head phones blasting and I felt a tap on the shoulder. A scrawny guy with a camera quickly snapped my sweat soaked face. I know, gross right? I took off my headphones for some strange reason, I usually use my headphones as an excuse not to talk to the weirdo’s, regardless, He asked me if I was a writer, a poet, or an artist. I turned, wiped the sweat out of my eyes and without even thinking I said "I’m all 3". I turned, only to notice the sign change from stop to walk, and I crossed the street. I must have intrigued this guy because the next stoplight he again tapped me and said, "oh? Care to explain yourself?". I normally would have said that I wouldn’t have needed to, but I noticed a tiny badge around his neck that said "Denver Post – Press". So I said

"Sure …, I spend most of my time on a computer writing things that only some can decipher, most that can decipher it would consider it poetry, and on the rare occasion it comes together to create a beautiful masterpiece".

I think I really intrigued him because he followed me into my office building and he asked me what I did for a living and that’s when I told him.

"I’m a programmer".

He looked pretty shocked, and with almost a sly grin on his face he turned and said,

"Thanks kid …".

I could almost hear his smile as he left. I don’t think it was quite what he was looking for, but he asked and I told him.

As I entered the elevator, with my grease covered legs(due to my bike), my sweat covered polo I remembered the particular instance when I boarded the lightrail. The gentleman that I was to be an "apprentice" to before declining the job,we started to talk. As he sat in a business suit, and as I sat in my "Kiss my I’m irish" shirt and cargo shorts, I handed HIM my business card and said that he should keep in touch.

They both rank up there with some of my life’s milestones.

Milestones.

That’s another fancy programmer word.

Milestone. AKA Deadline … or in my opinion stepping stones. But wait, does that mean that mistakes and milestones are one in the same?

Damn, you caught me ..

Sure I’m not the greatest programmer, and sure I was more than lucky to find a company who was willing to hire a 20 year old kid with no "real world" experience, but I boarded the lucky train and never looked back. I’m hoping this lucky train’s next stop is retirement.

haha, me think about retirement? I need to actually. I’m going to in Jan start putting funds away again for my retirement. I want that compounded intrest. In my Calculus class I made a program that did the math, and papa didn’t raise no fool. Compound intrest is the way to go … wow, how did I get off subject, AGAIN?

Anyways, I’m really excited. These are exciting times of course!

I have no idea where this blog was, or where it’s going …

I’ve been riding my work alot latley. It’s been alot of fun, and I don’t dread it at all, I welcome it. I can tell a huge diffrence even just the past 2 weeks. I ride my bike quite a bit, but I can honestly say in the past 2 weeks I’ve ridden it more than I ever have(or at least it feels that way). I feel so much better physically. It’s nice to get a good sweat going, and twice a day even! My bike is pretty greasy and dirty unfortunately. I’ve been seriously considering buying another bike, one for leasure, and one to ride to work with, however I’m going to wait a while. I first want to make sure I get a new vehicle first. My bike is still in great shape, however it needs a good cleaning and tune up. Boy does it need a tune up.

I tried to fix it tonight and I think I got it about 90% back to it’s normal self, but I can still tell when I’m pushing it’s limits. I did however feel I got it to stop derailing. /ugh. Derailing. Thats a pain in the ass. Embarrassing too.

In the morning I see all kinds of people. The buisness men in suit and tie. The older ladies/moms trying to get into shape. The old people that I’d kill to have a body like. Seriously, I see people who should have walkers have six pack abs. Ridiculous and I’m envious. I see beautiful women. I see ugly women. I see body builders running, I see marathoners running like mad. I don’t see how they do it. They just keep running and running as if their lungs didn’t need air. I see the bikers and peleton’s who fly past me, even if I’m doing 25mph plus … and then there are people who leave the same complex as me who are laboring, and I can pass now without my hands on the handlebars. Hehe, that’s fun, and I don’t do it too often only for fear of face planting into the cement.

I’m sure my cockiness, *coughs* karma, will catch up with me.

There have been times when bums will come out unexpectedly from under the bridges and they almost get run over, or times where I’ve pretty much flown in the river.

And then there is downtown. Where I can pass cars on my bike, weave in and out of traffic and then , *BOOM* dismount and walk like a normal pedestrian. HAHA, I love it!

Anyways,

So to be completely honest, I haven’t had a chance to get lonely at my new apartment. Although it’s coming. I can’t keep sitting outside on the cold concrete and blog and drink my nights away. Most nights I have things to do, outings, work, bike rides, video games, whatever. Hell, my room is still a disaster area that I’ve yet to do anything with. I’ve still got boxes from my move in my car that I need to clean out.

So many things to do, it’s just a matter of will power. I don’t have any of it. So I get home, at about 6:30-7pm, get a few needed supplies, usually stupid things, like tonight I needed more baby wipes or my grease stains. Come home, watch a movie or two, blog, go to bed(I actually blog every day, just most of it’s shit I want to keep private).

Anywho …

I miss eating with bill. As crazy as that sounds ….

We used to chow down our late night snacks together, we used to stare at each other. I’m sure he wondered the same thing I did. "What do you do all day? What do you think all day?". Although it’s probably just me talking to myself, it’s nice to have another living creature with you.

This weekend I dog sitted and it made me realize that I’m not ready for a dog, nor am I ready for a cat. They require too much responsibility, all of which I don’t have. I don’t want any more fish(I gave away my tank because it was too big for this apartment and the fish were too big to be crammed into a small tank). So I come home literally to an empty tank.

So I was thinking maybe a little gecko or something.

Something that doesn’t get too big. Something that can easily be kept in a 10 gallon aquarium which is tiny, something that doesn’t need constant attention, and something that I could leave literally for a week with food and he/she’d be ok…

So a leopard gecko it is … I think …

We’ll see. I feel guilty. I often find myself thinking what bill’s doing. If he’s even alive … and if he is, is he living the good life? I could be worrying for nothing, I’m sure he’s in with all of the iguana hotties.

… Lucky guy …

We’ll see. I need something. Even if it’s a stupid volleyball named wilson with a bloody hand print on him.

We’ll see.

Damn time. I hate time somtimes … everything happens with time.

Both good and bad.

Anyways, that’s me rambling. This is me not being bored but on the verge.

I need to get responsible and do my chores, finish unpacking ect …

/ugh.

Nevermind. Maybe I don’t.

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-PEACE

I’m in love with a social path hey!

This past week was rather interesting to say the least. Friday I started to house sit for Brenden. It’s been nice having a whole house to myself, and internet/tv too boot.

It’s been nice house/dog sitting. It makes me realize a house is too big for me, and dog(s) are too much of a responsibility for me right now.

Yesterday me and dan went to 93.3′s big gig event. We saw Single File, Plain White T’s, Jacks Mannequin, I hate kate, and I’m sure I’m missing some others …

<a href=http://www.ozweegoville.com/Chron/images/signage.jpg target=_NEW><img src=http://www.ozweegoville.com/Chron/images/signage.jpg width=300 border=0></a>Me and dan stood in line, I was hoping it was the water/beer line, but it turned out to be the area where bands went to get interviewed after they played. So we got all of I hate kate’s autographs, and of course the lovely baily’s autograph too. haha. Good times. I don’t think dan was too impressed with I hate Kate but I liked them. They had some good songs. Plain white t’s I thought was pretty good, and single file was really the only one I wanted to watch, which stunk because they kept having technical difficulties. Lameo, I’ll be back again!

hehe, besides that, it was actually alot of fun.

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So of course I’m burnt. I actually had planned on it, however I didnt plan on half my body burning. I was going for a whole burn if you will … get that early August burn in ..

So here I am, with the doggies watching George Wallace. Awesome Comedian… great stuff…

Until next time(maybe tonight?)
-PEACE IM OUTTA HERE!
~kc

It’s always weird reflecting. Whether your giggling to yourself about the funny times you had, or weather it’s the times you sniffle to yourself with the past mistakes or regrets you’ve had.

It’s always weird in the fact that no matter how many mistakes you’ve thought you’ve made along the way, they were mistakes that were bound to happen, and they were pretty harmless although at the time it probably seemed detrimental.

Mistakes.

Or as I like to refer them to as stepping stones. What stones are on my horizon, and what’s the ultimate goal of it all?

I wonder.

I sit here in a very comfy bed that’s not my own thinking what my goals are. I’m not sure really …

To keep one foot in front of the other …

That’s a good goal.

An obtainable goal.

My Goal.

Keep one foot in front of the other and things will work out.

Just wait and see …

Actually kc, don’t just "wait", so I’m going to rephrase my last comment.

Just go and see ..

Much better.

Get some sleep dude, you have a long day ahead of you putting one foot in front of the other.

PEACE
-kc

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I tried. I really did, but I can’t sleep as of yet.

I don’t know what it is … My mind is restless. I can’t seem to focus nor can I calm my thoughts.

/shrug.

I’ll save my thoughts and my .2 cents for another day. Perhaps this weekend?

I’ll be at Brendens house all weekend dog sitting, and supposedly 93.3 has tickets to an all day concert that’s supposedly pretty sweet. Dan was able to get tickets rather, we’ll see if that holds true or not.

I’ll have cable tv and internet in a comfy comfy house! How sweet is that? No need to answer, it’s pretty sweet, I know.

So I noticed that pre-season football was on tonight which sucks. That means I have a damn good excuse for getting cable, and if I get cable, I might as well get internet.

/bleh.

Thanks to brandi for posting these videos.

They are both great!
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freaking funny!
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