Aug 20th, 2014
|12:51 - Journal of...|
Hello, JOHD. I remember when you were a small booklet type thing many years ago. I very well could have told you this once before, however I truly have no clue. I would be here for over a decade attempting to catch up to you, so I am going to just let you know... ah...
I have a kid, Jarin, who is now 7 and starting 2nd grade today (yeah, I know you know Jarin, I just wanted you to know I have not killed him yet).
I am single.
I started working out.
I got promoted to manager of now CenturyLink (I'll still tag it Qwest).
I have a 2010 Ford Fusion hybrid.
If I act absolutely professional and above business proper to someone who I know, then I no longer consider them a friend.
I am currently in debt due to taking care of multiple third parties.
It's raining outside.
I own non-Wal-Mart cookware.
I do not masturbate anywhere close as much as I use to (shh... don't tell anyone, JOHD).
My common reply to people who ask me how I am is, "I'm surviving" (and not a single human has picked up where I got that from yet).
I am currently totting a Samsung Galaxy 4, and still use my Moto Bionic for gaming and Jarin.
I own a Wii U.
Sparky's mom died Saturday.
I actively program in VBS.
I no longer have any living biological grandparents.
I probably have bed bugs.
I have people who live in my basement.
After chasing Baxter around on Oct 27th, I tripped on a hose and dislocated my pinky, permanently rendering it dislocated.
For the first time ever, I properly spelled permanently without spell check or looking it up... and I did it again.
My current song obsessions are Adder's Lair (Sonic All Star Racing Transformed) and Eternal Champions Perpetual Motion.
I broke my mower by running it with little/no oil in it.
I started my Planet Fitness workout routine 140818.1x.
I can actually tolerate beer other than Bud Light.
"Boobs" is not a tag; it is now.
I am going to slowly move to a non-processed food diet.
My procrastination is at an insane high.
I have not played FFXI for over a year (yet have been paying for service this entire time, meaning it might be time to take my Jew card away from me).
My new phone game obsession is Valkyrie Crusade.
My favorite chord is Am7b5.
Every time I spell "Valkyrie Crusade" I have to look up the word "Valkyrie" to ensure I properly spelled it.
I am an active Redditor.
"Bacon" is not a tag; it is now.
[140113.1x] I am a moderator of the 3rd largest NSFW subreddit (beaten only by gonewild and NSFW).
Robin Williams killed himself and Paul Walker died in a car wreck of all things.
I've officially renamed Facebook as "MyFace" (and have to remind myself to rename that tag appropriately).
My OCD is at an insane high.
I have plummeted in the art of taking care of myself at a level I don't even want to get into right now.
I still love boobs.
Mt Dew is going to slowly be eliminated from my diet (please don't let me read that).
I still love bacon.
I took my first company paid business trip a couple months ago.
I have had sex with a feminist.
Some of these tags bring up some interesting memories; some of these tags confuse the fuck out of me.
I search with bing... for the money (so I guess I get to keep my Jew card).
I have started welcoming death (irony when you see how much I am putting into making myself better).
I made an extremely important discovery about myself and depression and other things of that nature. I think I will end with my important discovery.
I stand corrected, the last thing I am leaving with is the fact I had to correct words I typed for consistency in order to maintain order with the OCD Demon™.
Hello there, Madd here again. The number of red squiggly lines I see due to "spelling errors" (i.e. the HTML coding) is close to putting me in a comma (yes, comma).
I absolutely am miserable when I am not myself. If there is anything in this world that impedes my ability to be myself, then I will not be happy. This is especially true in a relationship, and that does not even have to involve a sexual relationship. However, speaking of the sexual kind, I have found all of my recent exes have done just that; they did not allow me to truly be myself. It is that women attempting to change men thing. If I remember the saying right, "Men get into a relationship liking what they see and expecting it not to change. Women get in a relationship and and expect to change what they don't like." If that is not a saying, it certainly should be, as it's true from about every observation I have assimilated.
So, it is important that I stay true to myself. If there ever comes a time where I would have to change to be around someone, then I would have to say they are someone I would just move away from. Other than that, I'm sorry for leaving you for so long, and I will hopefully talk to you soon... oh wait! I have been informed by the OCD Demon™ I am missing two things; first off all OCD infused humans MUST put lists in a bullet form. Please hold... processing... ahh, complete. I even finished tagging. That only took a decade. LMAO, dear fucking word I love reading old entries. This is the reason I must never stop doing this.
On my final note, here it is, your moment of Zen...
Current Location: 925 High St, IA 50309
Current Mood: determined
Current Music: "Hyrule Temple (Madd edit)", Takahiro Nishi, "Super Smash Bro Brawl OST"