No sex in the fitness center!
Holy crap, people. Eli and I are moving out together. We should be approved by tomorrow afternoon. We snagged a 2 bedroom apartment off of Parker. My mom made sure to notify me immediately that this was not an excuse to have sex all the time. Thanks, mom. We move in September 1st.

I am EXCITED. We're going to be closer into Denver, on the outskirts of Aurora (the clean Aurora). Let the good times begin. I need a couch. And a new bed. And dishes. And...um...a lot of crap.

6 hours of sleep in the past two days. This is killing me.

My interview is TOMORROW in the wee hours of the morn downtown. I better get this. I'm jazzed to wear the clothes, fah shiz. I am so ready for the pay-raise.

I am going to be neighbors with ROB! BAAAH! Killah.

I'm going to bed in an hour.

Jason hooked his ass up with a job, which is FREAKING AWESOME! You rule, Jason. This is a week of progress, I'm telling you.

So details: We're on the third floor, which means that we have vaulted ceilings and skylights. Our porch looks out onto the golf course...NOT into the parking lot. I am liking this.

Na na na na.

Camping Hell

And before I turn in for the evening...a bit about my camping trip this past weekend:

We arrive at Golden Gate Park (9100 elev.) circa 10pm to encounter a full campsite. We pull up in two vehicles to our site and set up camp. We sleep. I enjoyed the air mattress and the mummy bag. It wasn't too cold. Started to rain.

The next night it is close to freezing, and the douche bag people camping next to us happen to be 5 teenagers talking about how easy their 'AP BIO' mid-term was this year until midnight. Not kidding. These people are about 8 feet away from our tent. Awesome. No. Then at 3am, my zipper gets jammed whilst down at my knee. I cannot free the zipper, therefore I am left to freeze, have stomach cramps, and pray for a quick death.

The end.

Chris, we will talk.

You know I'm training to be a cage fighter

I barely made it home. Definitely hallucinated on the way home and prayed mucho amounts. I've consumed 3 of those Monster energy drinks since 8:45pm of last night.
Allison's place is tight. Porch = scary. Underground parking spot = GOLDEN.
My neck is killing me. WHY AM I NOT SLEEPING?
I need a new bed ASAP. I broke part of mine about a month ago, and I have yet to fix it. OY. I'm just NOT caring enough. My feet are at a lower elevation than my head. Its really not that bad, actually.
I don't know what I am typing.
I am sitting here in the cold basement blogging and searching for jobs at 3am when I need to wake up in 3 hours. It really doesn't get any better than this, people.
DONE.

You think anybody wants a roundhouse kick to the face while I'm wearing these bad boys?


Update: Napoleon Dynamite kicked major ass. END of story.
I have had it with work, and I've spent muchisimo time workin on the ol resume. I have an interview at one of my dad's offices on Thursday morning. I couldn't be more excited, seriously. I am more than ready to escape from the rat hole that is retail and the shitty-assed management that oh so appropriately follows suit. Enough is enough.

I'll be moving out by Christmas, seriously. I'm going to start checking out places closer to LoDo...hopefully Eli can skip out with me. Otherwise I'll have to go creative and find a complete stranger to live with. YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!

Work wasn't too bad today. Did a wimpy 6-hour shift, but those are hard to come by. Had to snag some shoes this afternoon to go along with my swank new corp. wardrobe. I can dig.

After hitting the ghetto house of linen, a huge storm front was coming in, so I def. hauled it home. The clouds were looking SICK, and we had massive rotation aboot. A funnel cloud was spotted right over Stone Gate. Nope.

Heading over to Allison's in a bit to scope out her new pad. Should be sweet.

Right now I am wearing a blue Starsky & Hutch shirt, green shorts, and brown clogs. My in-house 'drobe is looking sick.

Stopped into the pet store today just to scope out the place. I played with a mini pinscher and almost cried it was so cute and little. I thought I was going to be EMOTIONAL this week. GOSH. I wanted to take him from the horrible place, right along with the feeder fish and crickets. DEATH ROW, people. DEATH freakkin row.

Better put something decent on. I'm definitely smelling coffee. I scored about 4 hours of sleep last night before work this morning at 7. MADNESS. It was totally worth it, tho. Espresso = ambrosia. My heart is crying.

Did some sweet shopping yesterday with Jason. Too much fun, indeed. PEDRO!

I caught you a delicious bass...

Because I can

Oy. I'll be brief.
-Searching for a new job, working for the man, going camping this weekend, and I can't wait for school to start. -

I told ya.

http://www.livejournal.com/users/irakobira/
Yes. I am a traitor.

Eat it
Kyle, I'm sorry I haven't called. I WILL call you by this weekend.

I totally freaking ate it on my car door tonight. I slammed it accidentally in my own face. NICE.

I now have 3 blogs. I seriously can't keep up with this.

Work is sucking the ass, as per usual. EH.

Jason came out and had lunch with me this afternoon. Loved it.

This weekend is going to be a relief. Like I said, work is sucking the life out of me. The Village is coming out tomorrow...muchisimo excited here.

En que puedo ayudar?

Peanut Butter & Jelly Time

Wow, I haven't posted in a coon's age. SICK. Well, I'll sum up on what's been goin' down:

-Went camping this weekend in South Dakota, 9 miles south of the Hot Springs with the entire fam and Jason. I didn't bring a sleeping bag pad. I am a douche. The campgrounds were FAB, equipped with showers and toilets. WEEE! In addition, we also had a kickass pool and hot tub. As you can def. tell, we were roughing it big time. Oh, and did I mention the free pancake breakfast?

-The fam is on its way back home to Indiana. The house is sure quiet without 4 crazy kids running around. I miss it.

-Back to work, once again. Things are just pissing me off, and I am looking for another job ASAP.

-I need to get on the school thing. Its like 3 weeks until school starts, and I still have to transfer and register. Eh. We'll get there. WOO!

-I desperately need to process my film from Israel. This week I am seriously lacking funds and the time, but I'll be on this within the next 2 weeks.

- Sean's wedding is this weekend, and I need to get the trolls a gift. Crikie.

-Hanging with Marc on Sunday--I need to get that off. Better talk to Sean about that today...

Welp, better get my arse in gear and get out of this place. I am going to drop off my film from this weekend before I hit work for the day. Woo freaking hoo. We're done.

 

Sending out an SOS
 
What the CRAP, people? I demand my right to use html while posting! What the freak is this uber-user troll setting? Gah!
 
ANYWHO, work wasn't a laugh fest. Joni (loves Chaci) pointed out that I was in fact "in a bad mood" today. Call me crazy, but working with people that drive you nuckin futs doesn't really put one in a cheery mood. MEH.
 
SO get this: after my 3-day vacation this weekend, I am closing 3 nights in a ROW next week. Intentional? HELLS yes! Especially when the team lead closes once and has 4 days off every week. How does this work, again?
 
Wow, I'm in a bitchy mood. My apologies.

I'm excited about this weekend...South Dakota is going to be AWESOME. I am soo glad that Jason is coming along, as well. SALVATION.
 
WHAT DEMONRY!
 
Days are numbered.
 
Allergies are kicking my ass. Better get on that.
 
Hey, I thought I was going to blog A LOT today. Eat it.

It feels so good when it hits your lips...

My hands are going to smell like garlic FOREVER. Jealous?

So last night I got off at 4, and met up with the fam, Tara, and Jason circa 4:45pm-ish. We all headed to Johnny Carinos for foodage, and there was much rejoicing. Upon our return, we popped in GALAXY QUEST and snuggled in for a belly laugh fest, which was undoubtedly fueled by our drunken Italian food euphoria. D.I.F.E.

Jason has an interview today (WOO!), so hopefully the company meets his standards.

CRANBERRY JUICE!

The people went and saw Spiderman 2 yesterday afternoon. I didn't see the first, and I really don't have a desire to see the second. Or the first. Ahem. Am I still talking?

Working today. Not looking forward to being stuck inside that rat hole for another two days. Ugh. I guess it will be worth it when I have this weekend off.

The kids are at the zoo AS WE SPEAK. *weep*

Jason, we're so going.

I need to get ready for work.

And yet I am still typing...

TAN HANDS

Not gonna make it, people.

Forgive me if they smell...DELICIOUS.

I'll be waitin in line

6:36 in the am, folks. I am totally crushing.

Went to bed around 1 this morning, which was incredibly stupid. I'll get over it.

Anywho, working today until later afternoon. Finally free before 10 PM! YESSSSS!

Eating some corn pops as of current, and they sure are leaving a bizarro aftertaste in the 'ol pie hole. WEIRDED OUT.

Definitely looking forward to the camping trip this weekend!! It is by an absolute miracle that I was able to snag the time off for it. Its going to be FABULOUS.

I need to stock up on some more 'camping' crap for the weekend, tho. I need to grab a new sleeping bag, b/c I think the dog peed on mine while it was in the basement. JEALOUS?

Bueno, I am really digging this summer. Granted, I only had the TRIP of my life in July, but I don't find myself wishing that I was at the Y. If I had indeed gone, I would have been missing out on a great deal of familial and/or Jason times. And this I wouldn't trade for anything.

Come on, knock on our door

So the peeps are headed out for the afternoon, and I am getting ready for work. Sean just told me that our FAVORITE employee just walked out this morning, so no one is going to cover my shift this weekend. FRANKLY, I don't give a rat's ass. EH.

Looking into rafting classes after our AWESOME experience yesterday with River Runners. It was TOO freaggin great to even talk about. I loved it.

Time for work.

Bacardi and Coke---DO IT

Wow. Its been a good while since I've been this irritated. Lack of sleep and food has definitely played a role in this evening's madness. And the fact that Aunt Flow is on her way in mere DAYS is not helping. Yes, I said Aunt Flow. Jealous?

Blah. I'm going to bed before I throw dishes against the wall. Misty is my salvation.

I need my paycheck and a fudge pop STAT.

Like I said...rafting all day tomorrow. I can't wait...I'm gonna go for a walk.

I HAVE A CRUSH ON EVERY BOY

I ate a big, red candle...JEALOUS

I have NO idea what is going on.

The kids got here on Friday night---woo! Jason came over for last night's freaggin AWESOME fiesta! Light-weight marg, anyone?? Viewage of Starsky & Hutch...DO IT. Cookie face-stuffing. Awesome.

I'm going to punch you in the ovary, right in the babymaker.

Yes, we did indeed see Anchorman this afternoon. I need to own this ASAP.

I GOT JIMMIES!

I also like to break a mental sweat...

I am CRAVING boneless buffalo wings...someone help me out.

Loving the family time with the kids. They absolutely RULE.

We're going white water rafting tomorrow ALL day. I am cracking.

LIFEJACKET

I am going to drown, and I can't wait.

"I am going to shoot you in the back of the head with a beebee gun when you're not looking...I'm serious."

Nah, he's DEFINITELY dancing.

Burger-in-hand

The radio is depressing me with its sick JOHN MAYER ticket giveaways. I am kicking myself in the ASS for not getting tickets sooner. EH. 'NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Yes.'

Hung out at Jason's last night, which ruled as per usual. MST 3000! WEEEEEE! Constance.

Wow, blogger is seriously posessed. It published my last post like 60-12 times. Get a grip! I'm kidding. But seriously tho. Nah. But really.

I work from 2-cl tonight. I'm NOT gonna make it.

Must jump in shower ASAP.

And on THAT note, I think I'm going to write MORE.

Holy crap, I am so jizzed to see Anchorman. Will Ferrel kills my bones. I do indeed want my own. COME SEE HOW GOOD I LOOK!

Holy shit, I'm deleting that freaking post...taking me forever. FUDGE IT DOWN, more like.

Yes. The WHOPPER is a disguting MASS of beef and ketchup. I so ate one WHILE driving home on I-25. Not a good idea. One word: DRIP.

RANT: The first Teen Wolf is the one and only. Teen Wolf 'TOO' was a huge freaking disaster that needs to go back into the hole it crawled out from. Take a HIKE, Jason Bateman! And who is this poser Styles? WHAT the freak?

5 MORE of the same post to delete.

The rents bought a new Sirento. ME LIKES.

My mom just called the radio the "Prince of the Power of the air. THE SIREN SONG!"

Wow.

WHO AM I

Joe Dirt: So you're gonna' tell me that you don't have no black cats, no roman candles, or screaming mimis?
Kicking Wing: No.
Joe Dirt: Oh come on man. You got no lady fingers, fuzz buttles, snicker bombs, church burners, finger blasters, gut busters, zippity do das, or crap flappers?
Kicking Wing: No, I don't.
Joe Dirt: You're gonna stand there, owning a fireworks stand, and tell me you don't have no whistling bungholes, no spleen spliters, whisker biscuits, honkey lighters, hoosker doos, hoosker donts, cherry bombs, nipsy daisers, with or without the scooter stick, or one single whistling kitty chaser?
Kicking Wing: No... because snakes and sparklers are the only ones I like.
Joe Dirt: Well that might be your problem, it's not what you like, it's the consumer.


Yes. The Dirt rules. Happy Fourth.

FUDGE it up!

Work was a bit overwhelming today, but I am just OVER it. Dealing with douche bag co-workers, however...its crazy how SMALL things can turn people into sobbing bags of snot.

Debating whether or not to head to Doug's house right now...oy. I don't know. I need to change, tho...seriously. If I didn't have to open tomorrow, I probably would be more keen to go. Yes, I just said 'keen.' Jealous?

Bought and watched PARTY MONSTER last night. It wasn't as good as I thought it would be. Seth Green was HI-larious, however. EH. Dinner with Allison was marvelous. FOOD. I just need to RETURN to Champs.

My legs feel dead.

AWAKE

Working tomorrow, then escaping to the casa de Jason for most excellent of times. Let the games begin.

PB & J time

Yes. I am a royal douche. So I wait until TONIGHT to freaking buy John Mayer tickets...and...uh. Yep. There's no more to be had. NOT kidding. I am screwed.

Shabbat was cool. Jason came over and left this morning. "WHAT DEMONRY!" Met Allison in Englewood for a fabulous dinner, hit a few other places and came home. Purchased the Party Monster DVD--random! Seth Green = troll, but me loves.

Debating doing the Alli/Doug July 4th-gasm in Golden post-work tomorrow, but I have no idea how that is going to turn out. Damn, I'm tired.

I'm going to need 300 hamburgers and a frothy, frothy MILKSHAKE.

BOOF

Work update

Oh my LORD, I need to email Melissa. I hope that kid is still alive.

Seeing Marc last night was uber-sweet. I loves the kid. PIERCING! Scarred for life. I just used to BE there.

AIM is being an ass clown. Why NOW? Meh.

Allison's b-day is today, and there is no way in hell that I am drinking it up tonight; for this eve I sleep.

HAVE at you!

It feels like 10pm right now. WHAT'S THE DEAL?

Work = eh. Slower paced today. I can't complain.

Finalizing plans for John Mayer concert next week! I AM SO EXCITED! Yummay. Bring it.

Misty, Mike and the kids are coming next Friday! AGH! This is so great...mucho good times shall be had by all. I seriously cannot wait.

Two-ish more hours left at work. I can DO this. The floor is trashed right now, so any and all projects are out the window at this point.

DO YOU PEOPLE HAVE TOGGLES?

Back to the beginning...

Just an FYI

To those of you I dearly love and have not yet returned your phone calls, FORGIVE MOI. The past 4 days have been full of driving, sleep, negirlah, sleep, Jason, trying to sleep, and sleep. I WILL call you, and DISH we shall.

Today is my first day back at work. SICK. I have no idea what to do. Eh. Had to dig out my Gart skivs...no good.

Kyle and Chris, I WILL call you.

Better dry my hair...more later.

I still don't know WHAT is going on.