Blogging can be painful

It literally can be. My wrist hurts like crazy right now. You see, this weekend, in the midst of a wonderful outing with my fiance's family to the Great Wold Lodge and shopping I feel down and sprained my wrist. Rather I should say I was knocked down by a kid. I was running to the bathroom and in my attempt to avoid colliding with the child he ran into me and knocked me off me feet. After falling my glasses shot off my face and mu wrist took the fall. Upon impact this mutant's mom asked me, "What hurts?" I replied, "Everything!" She then walked away from me. Luckliy a kind stranger handed me my glasses and helped me up. Who just lets there toddler run around a crowded shopping center at night? Doesn't the fear of kidnapping enter into the equation anymore? If I would've knocked someone over like that when I was younger my mom would have made me apologize. People are so rude which is why I have contempt for must of the human race. As for me my wrist is twice its size and I still have work to get done. Luckily it isn't broken. Let's hear for it for irresponsible parents ladies and gentlemen.

A quick update

So last the last few weeks have been producive for me just get everything ready for the home stretch until graduation. I went and saw New Found Glory last Sunday and they were better than ever. Their new record is amazing and toally different then most of the stuff out there today. Of course, ever since this summer when someone thre a brick through my back window, taking out my radio antennae, I don't listen to the radio anymore. My band is also playing a show on Nov. 3 at Lazio's Coffee Shop in Topeka with a great band from Omaha called Shelter Belt. They have a very eclectic sound that can't really be described. It's rock, but that's about where it ends. The Review has done a couple write ups on them so if anybody wants to come it's free. I think we play first. That's really about it. I sure hope I pass all my classes. Here's hoping!

Nothing new

There's really nothing exciting going on right now. Check back later and perhaps I'll have something more interesting to tell you.

Blog Wars Episode 3-No beer after midnight

So on Saturday my fiance and I went to KC to go to The Beast, an overpriced haunted house, to hang out with her cousin and her cousin's new fiance. Bear in mind she's only been dating him for about 4 months. Anyways we had fun at the haunted house and drove back home. We didn't want to go out to a bar but we still wanted to get something to drink. Thinking to myself it's past 11:00 and the liquor stores are closed, let's go to the store and get some 3.2 beer. YES! So we arrive at Price Chopper at 11:45 or so. We get the beer and are headed to the one checkout lane a mile long open this late at night. In front of us was about a 300 pound person, not sure if it was a man or a woman, who was buying a wide assortment of items ranging from box salads to 4 boxes of donut holes. At this point she looks up at us and says, "Oh you're two minutes too late," and continues putting her items up on the counter. Bear in mind she hasn't even begun checking out and we could've gone ahead of her. After hearing this we thought she meant if we were two minutes earlier we could've checked out sooner. OH NO! After waiting 20 minutes for this woman to hurry up, and the cashier seeing we had beer to buy, this woman pays for all her food on a vision card, that's welfare for all you rich folk, and puts a few items back.
Then, after seeing we had beer THE WHOLE TIME, the cashier tells us, "Oh you can't buy beer after midnight. I thought that lady (referring to the lady in front of us) told you that." No she didn't you stupid ******! At which point we throw the beer on the counter, shove our way past and leave the store.
As you can tell this bugged me to say the least. Not only could we have gone ahead of the woman in front, the cahier could have saved us 20 minutes by telling us we couldn't buy pisswater beer after midnight, but, no offense, people on welfare should go last. Especially when they buy 4 boxes of doughnut holes. And why can't you buy beer after midnight at a grocery store? You can buy beer in a bar after midnight. You can't even get drunk on 3.2 beer. That's like having a 24 McDonald's drive thru open and not selling burgers after midnight.

Blog Wars Part II- Revenge of tha thith

So another post about nothing. What do we have today to talk about.. lets see.....
Well I couldn't sleep again last night which could be due to the fact that
A. I have a million things to do
B. I ate mashed potatoes before bed, don't ask me why
C. I had a fight with my fiance about our wedding.
D. I'm worried about this damn blog assignment.

I'm not really sure. I'm glad it's the weekend though. I don't really have any plans in particular except to go to my grandma's 70th birthday on Sunday and maybe have band practice. I'm just getting sick of school and I'm ready to be done. I'm also sick of getting in fights over every stupid thing about the wedding. Who cares if the invitations say come to the reception site in case of bad weather or what time? I love her I really do, it's just a little trying sometimes. I'm sure she say the same thing about me. Lovely.

Trying to do my part-Blog Wars Episode I

A long time ago in a galaxy far far away.....

(I hope that was the right amount of dots)


So Regina says I need 14 blogs on here by Saturday night so I'm trying to come up with interesting things to say. It's just hard when you have Tully and Regina's blogs to compete with.
So I'm going to talk about my friend Russell. Russell is, well how to I put this lightly, a nerd. Well not so much a nerd, because I'm a nerd. He's a gamer/nerd, dontcha just love slashes and sub-categories. Russell also plays bass in my band. Normally Russell is a pretty cool guy. Not too bad looking, has a job, lives with his parents but only after moving out of his apartment, and goes to Kaw Tech. Every so often he will just kinda fall apart. He'll start to smell, hair too long, wearing the same clothes for two or three days in a row, these type of things. It's all due in part to the computer game City of Heroes. This is an a game that you can play online where you are a comic book hero and you battle it our for the good of the online universe. Well I have played the game, once, and it is pretty fun. But here lately it's literally all he does. It's just getting to be well, pathetic I think is the word I'm searching for. He'll start talking about the game, supergroups, points this, and abilities that. We don't understand him. I try to talk to him and all my friends do is laugh at me. Even my other good friend Nate, whose totally into computers makes fun of him. I don't know whether we're crossing the line from friendly jokes or truly being mean. I want to be a good friend but the jokes sure are funny. I feel like I'm trying to quit smoking, not cracking jokes about Russell anymore (sniffle).

Last Night

Well last night was my fiance and I's, I think that's right, third anniversary. We didn't do much as we are currently planning/paying for our wedding. We just went out to Old Chicago and ate and then we went to a coffee shop and just talked for like 2 hours about nothing. It reminded me of when we first started dating. I relish the oppourtunites we both get to just goof off, have fun, and lose track of the time. We're just both so busy with school and work right now it's hard to make time for that. However, I truly believe that in life you must MAKE the time for what's important. Otherwise, it will slip through your fingers and you may lose it forever. I'm just getting very anxious to finish school and get married. I've always been like that, ready to go on to the next step. Contentment has always been a difficult thing for me.