In the land of "not quite right"

So kev and I went around town today looking for a pool cue. found one. got one. After that we went to eat. Terriyaki Chicken. Good stuff. After that, I went and ordered flight suit patches and then went home.

Not a real exciting day, but still a decent one.

Anyway... Damn I want that bike. If for no other reason than to say "My bike has all wheel drive, my balls are bigger than yours"

The pepsi incident is just plain funny only because I have been in that situation too many times. I have the drinking problem at usually the most in-oportune moments. Talking to a hot chick, trying to be cool, and then shit just goes south when you dump a drink down your shirt. It is even worse when you have a huge gulp in your mouth and someone says something funny and you 1. spray all over the place 2. choke on the shit or 3. blow it out your nose trying to prevent 1 or 2.

Dallas Stars are playing right now and Dallas is winning 2 to 1 agains the Tampa Bay Lightning.

A Christina Aguilara comercial just came on too... damn that is a hot biatch.

Very suprising to have a decent commercial over here. Most of them are AFRTS commercials where it is propoganda about the military or safety shit. I hate the commercials. Sometimes they have cool history ones.

I have often wondered about the phrase "fuck me running." I try to picture this and usually have problems. Do you realize that you would really have to be running at the exact same pace to do this, not to mention the geometry involved. Wow, the stupid shit that runns through our heads....

I have to be at work tommorow at 1030 or morlike at the gym at that time. Work actually starts at 1200. We are generally at work about 6 hours a day and do about 1 to 2 hours of actual work during that. Other times we play scrabble or just sit there and bullshit.

On another note, finance fucked up my pay and shorted me around $300 for the Jan 1 paycheck. Needless to say, this kinda fucks me because that is when my child support is due. Hopefully my travel pay will hit and I won't have to worry about it.

I can't wait to get the fuck out of this BS. People always say that I will not get out. I say "Fuck you Jobu."

I need a soda... brb...

I am back now, not that y'all noticed the difference.

After the gym tommorow I have to go and check my mail. Someone said I had mail on Friday and I have just been to lazy to walk the mile to the post office. Yes I am serious, the post office is on the far side of base and the only time I am near there is when I am at the gym.

This has been a long blog for me and I am very supprised that I actually typed this much. most of it, however, is stupid shit. But hey, what else is the blog for than to share with friends.

Out of curiosity, has anyone ever seen our blog as one that is on the list of "noted blogs?"

Eddie wondering about useless shit