Is This Real Life?

I've taken two showers within 4 hours without having done any real physical activities (unless video gaming is considered a physical activity). Kind of a waste of a lot of stuff. But I'm a stupid ass American and I'm allowed to live in luxury at the expense of others.

I haven't been very loyal to my blog and I've been absent for over two months. That makes me sad. The days seem to go by so quickly even though it seems that I don't do much. Typically, I get my 8 hours of sleep, do some chores around the house, relax a little bit before going to work, come back home and relax a little and try to get some work done before bed. The weekends go by so quickly they just seem like a blur. The only thing I remember about this last weekend is that I went to church but I can't recall any fine details. Okay, so I actually can, but still, to enhance my story, let us just go with it. If anyone has read "The Things They Carry" this is the "story truth." I am thinking about cutting my average hours of sleep to 7 hours. However, I know that my mind must receive rest as that is the most important part of my functionality. How am I suppose to learn how this world works if my mind isn't at peak performance? How awesome would it be if I actually found the answer to that question? Maybe some day.

It may not seem like it, but I actually love being an American. Really. We have a lot of bad things going on, but let's not forget all the good things we have too.

I'm going to keep this blog short. I just wanted to blog hoping that if I just do this short one, I will get into the routine of doing these more frequently. Usually come 2:00 I am ready for bed, but it seems that I have some extra energy today. Must have been that Monster energy drink I had this morning. It seems that I have an action packed day tomorrow (technically today). It begins with a viewing of the new Depp movie, "Public Enemies" which I am hoping is better than the last two movies I have seen in theaters. Terminator was a complete disaster and Transformers was obviously made to make an extra buck capitalizing off the success of the first one. These lame ass summer blockbusters can suck a big...fat...long...popsicle. I have found rekindled love for popsicles lately. I've been more of an ice cream guy, but the popsicle has served me well these few weeks. I am hoping this movie tomorrow remind me why I love movies so much (like I need reminding, pwah!). If it turns out to be another failure, I quit going to the theater for the rest of summer. I'll set the bar at at least 3 out of 5 stars. Any lower, and I quit seeing lame summer movies. No movie and dinner dates for the rest of the summer, and I am a man of my word (unless I am somehow pardoned by a small jury). But no big loss, like I go on dates, haha. That last sentence isn't a cry for attention, but it was suppose to act as a segue to my next statement. However, by detouring so off course, it is once again a cry for attention? Have I completely lost my chance to set it up as I had originally intended? Damn, I love going on little tangents that pop into my little fucked up head. I'm pretty sure I already know the woman I'm going to marry, now my only task is meeting her and tricking her into liking, or even falling in love, with a crazy ass man.

I'm going to throw this out there right now - Dan Haren is the fucking man. Dude is even getting it done with his bat. If my memory serves me right, he is batting a solid .280 as a pitcher. Sure, I could have just Googled that stat and made sure that I'm not crazy and could have avoided sticking my neck out, but there is no fun in that. If there wasn't a guy named Albert Pujols, the first half MVP in my mind would be pretty easy. If you don't agree, I don't care, I'm stubborn. Actually, I do care.

Alright, I'm going to squash this here. I hope to be back on this tomorrow, hopefully with more meaningful words. But even I know we can't take life seriously always. If we did, we'd all probably commit suicide! Yaaay!

G'night!