My Blog Comment Book

2004-05-26T02:00:00.000-05:00

Listening to Zebrahead - Fly Daze

I saw this on the internet, and it was semi interesting. Well enjoy...

Supergroup Creator by couplandesque

Your Name

Supergroup Name

The Pub Crawlers

Vocalist

Damon Albarn [Blur]

Guitarist

Angus Young [AC/DC]

Bassist

Flea [Red Hot Chili Peppers]

Drummer

Taylor Hawkins [Foo Fighters]

How Much They Rock: 44%

Created with the ORIGINAL MemeGen!

Rock!

2004-05-07T00:43:00.000-05:00

Listening to the hum of my computer. What a sexy sound?

I recently read Erin's blog and saw a very disturbing post. She said:

"I can't wait! I got the best news ever!!!!

Im going to see my boyfriend. Next weekend. I'm flying in, renting a car then heading to his sisters to pick him to head to our cozy room on the beach. Im so excited. Hopefully I don't get sunburnt however I'm not to worried about it becuase I don't know how much time will be spent outside of our room.

Ok later yo,
Red"

First of all you ARE white. Not black! Don’t use “yo”.

Now, usually I can understand that someone is excited to see their significant other, but in this case, Erin is not trying to say that she is happy to see him. I can tell you that she’s not going down there to play Boggle, or Scrabble. She is telling everyone that she is only going down to Florida for sex. Again, this is not the upsetting point of what she wrote. The upsetting thing is why she wrote it.

I've known of Erin for a little over a year, and from what I've gathered about her; she is usually doesn't talk about sex. She is very "hush hush" about the whole idea. She' never wanted anyone to know how many times she's had sex, or with how many guys. But my question is: Why would she say that she is going to have sex?

One theory is that she has evolved into a normal human being that doesn't care about what other people think. This would be a huge victory for her, because it means that she can be a normal part of society that doesn't have to cause drama in other people's lives to make her feel good about being herself. But, c'mon... this is Erin! As if she'd ever mature.

Theory #2 is that she is still a cold hearted bitch that just wants to strike back at people who have really cared about her in the past. She thinks that this is a "big fuck you" to them who thought that her and Isaac wouldn't make it. Well Erin, I can say this:

WE REALLY DON'T CARE IF YOU AND ISAAC MAKE IT OR NOT. Sure, we want Isaac to be happy, and if he wants you then more power to him, but if he doesn't want your skanky ass, well I won't loose any sleep over it. Because Erin, no one really cares if you fuck Isaac or not. So no one needs to know. So shut your slutty ass up.

And another thing, how the fuck are you going to rent a car? I can't rent a car and I'm older than you, or are you going to blow someone at the car rental place too? Oh yeah, I forgot you don’t give head. Poor Isaac. Or are you parents going to rent a car because they are going with you?

Erin, we don't care about you anymore. I never liked you to begin with. I knew you'd be nothing but problems, and look...that is what you've become. Fuck off.

2004-04-09T14:15:00.000-05:00

Listening to my soda fizzing next to me.

I know you'll prolly never see this blog, but I really don't care. You are a panzie ass piece of shit. Always thinking of yourself, and never about others. You think you are sooo cool and that everyone should feel sorry for you. Well, I don't care. Fuck off. I don't ever want you to come around again. If I never saw you again, I could live my life just fine. If you were there when I needed you, things might be different, because I was always there for you. When you were in a jam, I always got you out. You needed help, I helped you. Now...well... now I'll pretend you're gone forever. Fuck off!

If you, the readers, read this, and have NO idea what the hell I am talking about, then I was NOT writing about you. This is ment for one person, and no one else.

If you have a question leave it in my guest book, and maybe I'll answer it. Maybe.

2004-03-01T23:19:00.000-06:00

Here we go. I have a feeling that this post might piss off a lot of people.

Why is it that people feel that they don't need to work and that having a social life if THE most important thing in life? I just don't get it. It seems dumb to me that people feel that they are content to be broke and not try to succeed. I mean, if your not making enough money at what you're doing, then why do you get a different job, or if you like your job, then get a second one. Barrowing money from your friends is not the answer. Because, people look at it like gambling, you take/give what you can afford to loose. Some have given more than others, but what is the likelihood that they will get their money back? Slim to none and slim has left the building.

Don't get me wrong, I feel that friends are important, but they are not important enough to get fired from a job, or the reason you shouldn't get a second job to pay your bills. If you need the money you should just bite the bullet and do a shitty job you hate to get that extra cash. You can always put in your two weeks and leave it if you really can't stand it, but quitting is not the answer either.

People that hire you are depending on you to do a job. They put their faith in you to complete it to the best of your abilities, and when people don't do that, it really pisses me off. By taking a job you are supposed to be committing yourself to that job, to do that job. Not to just try it out and then fuck someone over if you don't like it. Maybe it just me and I feel that it is the honorable thing to do, by putting in your two weeks.

I really do care about my friends. I REALLY do. I've tried to be as good of a friend as I can. I know I don't have a ton of time to just go out whenever I feel like it, but I've made promises and commitments. If they need something I do try to do whatever I can for whoever it is, even if I'm being my usual asshole self. I've been sick at least 6 times in the last 5 months, because I'm working myself to my wits end, but I can lay down at the end of the night and feel proud of what I've done that day.

I guess what I'm trying to say is that I've been trying to do for myself and I've been trying to help others and when I don't see that comment in someone else that I've helped, it really hurts me. My best friend never gave me up when it could have helped his situation, and for that I owe. Even if I have repaid for that, I still feel that I owe. I will never forget that. NEVER. I won't stop trying, and I don't want to see someone else taking easy road when the harder one will help them in the long run. That's fucking bull shit.

Or questioning a parents motives when you don't live in that house. You don't know what goes on in that house. If you live there or you’re getting the other side of the story then you can form an opinion. I try not to, but I'm human too. No one has any idea what a child can put a parent through, or until you've been there. People my age demand that they get treated like an adult, but in a parents eyes you are still their son or daughter. I've done some shitty things to my parents. I don't think that I've been the worst son, but I haven't been the best. I do know this...they still love me, and they won't give up on me. I would have to make them stop trying, because everybody has thresholds, and they can be broken. Some people may have broken those, some maybe close, but you should still try to be a good son or daughter. Respect what they say even if you don't agree with it. Don't get me wrong, parents can be wrong too and sometimes a little revolution is healthy, but look at what you are arguing about. Think about what you are going to do to them and decide if it's worth it. A lot of times it's not.

Lying is a huge thing that can break a parent or a friend. It is one of the most terrible things you can do to a person. It makes me sick to my stomach to think about what some people have done to one another. Now, I'm not trying to say that I am some "angel". I am NOT. I've done some very shitty things. But FUCK OFF if you think that you can just tell someone something and go behind their back and do another.

Fuck. I’m done with this.

2004-02-20T07:07:00.000-06:00

Yeah...I said I was gonna post last week. I didn't. But, if you want to read about hate read this blog:

http://www.iffland.blogspot.com/

This should take care of your need for hate, untill I get it back in me.

2004-02-09T12:57:00.000-06:00

Ok. I'm getting mad with a lot of things in my life and I may or may not bring up everything that I want to in the next post (comming later before Friday February 13, 2004). I'm debating what I want to say, because what I can say will really piss a lot of people off, but on the other hand honesty is the best policy. Fuck. No F's here. Just...fuck.

Later.

2003-12-13T15:06:00.000-06:00

Listening to my vent at work.

Yeah I'm bored, and what do you do when you are bored? Anything you can. For example, while surfing the web someone had this on thier site, so I had to take the quiz. Here it is:

My life is rated NC-17.
What is your life rated?

Guys who read this should note the words next to the rating. Remember 16 will get you 20.

2003-12-10T23:08:00.000-06:00

Listening to: my box fan (it's really relaxing)

Well, well, well, Mr. Steve Wieland has decided to start posting again. I was unaware of this till a little birdie name MEgan told me, and as all of you know I have to go after the blog and tell you what I think. Remember, if you don't like what I have to say; you don't have to read it.

Steve you should feel honored. Not many people get a special post all about their blog.

After reading his blog, I have come to a few conclusions. First, this is not a personal insight in to Steve's mind. Itâ€™s far from it. It is a way for Steve to release his inner emotions that he doesn't want the rest of the world to see. Steve isn't lonely, and he doesn't need God and "the Big JC" as much as he says he does. He just has to realize his niche in society. Unfortunately, it isn't a big one at the moment, but if he keeps up the hard work at the hotel, which I'm sure he will, he will find that he is a valuable asset for them to have.

Steve, take a step back and look at your life. Where are you at the moment?

You have a good job that gives you plenty of money. You feel comfortable enough to move out into your own place (it's still yours even if you share it). You have a car. You can share what you think even if someone really wants to kick your ass if you share it.

What you are describing in your blog is jealousy of what other people have. You want a special someone to be with. You want to be loved. These are not things that are sins. These are basic needs in life, like food, shelter, and water. Life works itself out as long as you try to make it work. You need to just keep on doing what your doing and maybe some rich honey will fall in love with that bell hop (or whatever you are) and want to be with you forever.

Quit your bitching. Be confident. When you stop looking for someone, and totally give up on love. Because, that is when love will come, and smack you in the face. It will change you forever too.

When I think back 2 years and realize how much I've changed and why I've changed; I feel happy about it. I have a few regrets, but not enough to make me want to do it all over again. If I could, well, I wouldn't.

Don't leave it up to God. That is a mistake. You have to leave it up to yourself to accomplish anything. Did God make you work hard at your job? No. Does God make you do everything? No. He makes you choose. If you choose to be depressed then you will be depressed. If you want to say fuck it to something; then you are gonna do it. Don't count on God. Count on Steve. God is not in control. You are.

You need to loosen up, and have some more experiences. How else are you going to know if something isn't what you want to do? You have to try it to experience it. Grow some balls.

If you don't like what I've said, fuck off, but do me one favor. Think about why you didn't like it, and ask yourself a few questions. Is it because Pat said it? Is it not what I wanted to hear? Either way, no matter what you think it's not God thinking, it's you. It's what you choose to think.

Peace.

2003-12-10T01:35:00.000-06:00

Listening to: my box fan.

I know I've neglected this blog for sometime now, and I have because I've been busy. Going to school and working 2 jobs takes up most of my time. Since I have time right now I will get back to doing what I do best; pissing people off with mindless chatter that all of you feel compelled to read. Here goes...

Jon, don't leave everyone guessing on who you are talking about. You don't post enough to give enough details about the "fight" or "problem" you are having with someone. Just come out and say it. That's really all I have for you because you don't have the ability to post on a regular basis.

Dave, you have posted a ton since I've been "away". So, I am going to put this all into one. Never use blenders and anal in the same paragraph ever again. Nice touch with the wedding plans and the "Tying the Knot" Countdown. Your blog shouldn't be used for descriptions of your bride to be. No one cares about that. Plus you should add that kind of crap to your website that you are setting up for the two of you. I bet it will be sappy and pretty cool at the same time, because you are a good web designer, but don't let that go to your head. After all you did front a band named Second Hand Bicycle, and remember: Take off that silly ass hat!

Tony, I have NO idea what you meant by that quote from John Mayer. Decisions are tough. There is no doubt about that, but you have to make some mistakes and live with them to experience anything. Make a bad choice. Buy a computer with Windows, because you are living with a mistake right now. Mac is a mistake. If you look at it that way, you are one step closer to your goal.

Jason, you tool. Yes my blog is a waste of space. Everyone knows that, and what the fuck is that crap on your last post? If that was someone, then they have you down. You are cocky ass hole. I am guessing that you are trying to figure out your shitting schedule and looking at your heart for some odd reason. What else would come like lightning out of a clear sky? Beats me.

Erin, it's funny how when you talk out a problem you feel better when you're done. Makes you wonder why you didn't do it sooner. Plus, you were the bigger person? You ran away when you left the house. Because if you were "right" (I find that hard to believe) why didn't you win the argument?

Mike, I don't think there was anything useful in your blog. I really have no constructive things to say about it. It really speaks for itself. Stupid, boring, mind numbing, senseless garbage, which no one should subject themselves to, but like Man Cow I have to do my homework to be annoying. Wow, you have the worst blog ever. If you want an award, stop by I give you a swift kick in the ass.

Adam, thanks for the compliment, but you forgot to mention Zebrahead. They were the main reason that I wanted to go to the show. I think that you are the black sheep of the family since you are the "darkest" one of them all. Since I don't know your extended family, I am basing this all on knowing your immediate family. You are the most likely to stand up and kill someone without giving any warning and having no reason. That would make you the black sheep in my book, but coming from being the former black sheep of a family, you will miss it when you prove everyone else wrong, or someone else messes up more than you have. My older brother takes the cake in my family. Smoking pot and then joining the Navy will earn you that title. Anyway, keep up the good work. Have drink for me.

I hope all of you are happy now that I have posted and been an ass to everyone. Let me know what you think of what I just said in my Complaint Book (located in the upper right hand corner of the window) and I'll read and pretend to care. Later.

2003-10-23T20:45:00.000-05:00

Listening to my ceiling fan spin round and round.

Since Jon is out of commission for a while, I guess I will leave him alone for the time being, but Dave on the other hand has been blogging a little here and there. I've noticed that he has been coming up with some "good" ideas about lunch time in an office setting. "Sandwiches on Demand" sounds like a good idea, but take it from someone who has work in an office full time for a little under a year:

Lunch Breaks are meant to be lunch breaks. You're not supposed to be productive during your lunch break. Even if you work through lunch, you're still not supposed to be productive. As for the anytime of the day, it gives you an excuse to take a break, get up, move around, or get a cup of coffee. By having everything at your desk, you have no need to leave your desk (well...only to use the can). So therefore you should be 15% more efficient. That's Crap! You shouldn't have to give up your breaks for efficiency. Dave, I think you are doing a little too much brown nosing, and if you don't know what that means, IT MEANS YOUâ€™RE KISSING TOO MUCH ASS!!!

Jason? In the Military? Wow, I never thought of that. It would be kind of neat to see, but it would be really funny to see him fire a gun. Watching him get knocked over when he fires a 9mm or an AK 47 would be fucking hilarious. I might even pay money to see that, maybe.

Now if only we could get Jason to use some more of his thought process on his life and not focusing on me. You know he might be a millionaire now if he wasn't wasting his time trying to insult me with homo t-shirts (I think you're queer after seeing that link), and calling me a fag because of one word. Damn and I though Danielle was anal about little shit. Also, what's up with the high school speech crap? Dude, high school is over. Please be like Tony and Cubs and get over it.

Tony, the guy in the head phones didn't look the NL Championship Series for the Cubs, the Cubs did. They lost it by loosing games 1, 5, 6, and the most important one, game 7. It's hard to blame a fan when it's the team's fault for losing the other 3, and well, they lost the 6th too. An error at short stop, which leads to 4 more runs, doesn't help. Get over it!

Mike, with all of the useless crap that you felt necessary to put on to your blog, you are being down-graded to a puke of Blogger. You were doing ok, but now you have hit a new low. And to think, that you had a chance. You disgust me (in the blogging world).

Then there is Erin who can be an air head if you watch football with her. Erin don't get mad at me for the comments you made, and don't talk to me like you know me. You don't know me. (Wow, I talk more like a black person in my blog than whitey does in his blog.)

Sara, even though you haven't posted, and you haven't told us the "service of the month", I think I'll be nice for now and not call you an S-L-U-T. This time you are just a Whore.

That's all for now. I'm gone.

2003-10-07T14:15:00.000-05:00

Listening to simple office chatter and the vent next to my cube (it's really noisy).

Well, since most people feel like posting, I guess I will do my thing and let everyone, who reads, know what I think.

Jason starts off with the first comment on this day. He is a very good songwriter, I will give him that, but him trying to insult people just doesn't do it. He's too complex, or in other words, he thinks like a woman. This fact also leads me to believe that he could be gay, but that's just an observation. Thinking that you understand women is like believing that money grows on trees, and as we all know, it doesn't happen. Jay, give it up. No man has the mental capacity to understand a woman, but it's not that they are that smart. It's just that they have no logical thought process. Jason unfortunately can't understand this either. Until you can understand the pattern behind the Chaos Theory, you will never understand a woman. Now, why do you quit sniffing' ass, and figure out something else to waste your time with.

Tony, the Cubs will choke. Get over it. Go Marlins!

MEgan, you have finally had a post that wasn't as pointless. You are no longer a "puke" of Blogger. You have been upgraded to "maggot." Congratulations! Maybe one day you will be promoted to "bum," but I don't see that happening for a long time. You just need to start using your head, you know, that lump 3 feet above your ass.

Erin, Erin, Erin...what more can I say? You do a sub-poor job, finally, but then you fall back down to sub-Egan level. Although, you did sink lower than that a week and a half ago when we were watching the Bears game at Jon's place. I think I remember that 2 of your many irrelevant comments during the game were:

"Why are all of those guys on the field Cubs fans?" My response: Because that is the Bears' "C" for Chicago. You can't tell the Red "C" of the Cubs from the Orange "C" of the Bears? You can't tell FOOTBALL from BASEBALL!?
The other comment was:
"Why is that guy all black?" My response: "It's because he's an African American!"

Wow, I will never watch another football game with her again. EVER! Oh and here's the "F-bomb" for you: FUCK!

Sara thinks she's not a bitch. I would normally argue this point, but she at least knows that she's a slut. So, what's the "service of the month?" No one cares where you party. It amazes me that you post about God, and sleeping with all of Jiffy Lube, in the same post. And I thought Jason was a little messed up in the head.

I hope that clears up any doubts that I wouldn't post. Everyone keep up the good work. Thanks for supplying me with some decent material. I just hope that some of you realize that your blogs (Esther, Newman, Danielle) are about as worthless as the "Play Again" caps from an empty pop bottle. Anywho, I know I've pissed off plenty of people, and to them all I have to say is:

I don't care what you have to say, but you can post a complaint in my complaint book. Just look to the right and up.

2003-10-02T18:00:00.000-05:00

Listening to the DeVry geeks (which I am a part of now) blather about DSL vs. Cable.

Anywho, Jay has, in a sense, called me out in one of his recent posts. He feels that my blog is "mindless, repetitive, barely-comprehensible drivel," and since I have no idea what half of that means, I am going to continue to post about anyone and everyone's blogs that I want to post about.

Jason, don't hate. Just because you can't handle the truth brought to light in my blog, it's not a reason to bring me down. But, I am not going to let this get to me.

You need to learn how to post about other topics than the ones you do. Life does not revolve around stupid girls and my blog. If it does this a sad world, or it could just be your world, which would also be pretty sad.

When are you actually going to do something with your band? It seems that you are all talk and no show. When is there gonna be a show? We all have been waiting for close to a year now for some type of activity from any band you have been in but yet we have nothing. Why don't you explain that in your blog? Oh wait, the fact that "girls are stupid" is too important.

One of the other unfortunate things about your blog is that the only interesting part of it was the bit about the toilet:
"My toilet won't shut the hell up."
You have the creativity, now use it, and Jason; sorry I will not go and fuck myself. I know you dislike girls at this point, but it's not reason to have gay dreams about me.

Oh well Jason, until next time...

2003-09-27T15:08:00.000-05:00

Listening to the sound of my ceiling fan as it spins round and round.

Since I've started writing my own blog, I realized it takes a lot of time to write what you want to say if it's your own words. But when you're posting about someone else's blog it's so much easier. When I looked in my guestbook earlier today (yes, I'm bored at work) I saw that Adam posted. He wants me to be meaner and hate more, more, and then some more.

Well Adam, I think it's time that I take an indepth look at your blog.

I must say it's one of, if not, the most original looking blog, but it's content leaves something to be desired. The fact that you post once every few weeks is pretty low. Why don't you get off of your ass and do something? Then when your done doing something, just post about it. Fill it with all of the boring details that you think are interesting facts. Use your morbid sense of humor.

2003-09-24T09:16:00.000-05:00

Listening to Terry bitch at Ray about Demitri who works with Brian who fell off a ladder.

Welcome back everyone. Jon thanks for the link and the warm introduction.

Dave, working 60 hours is a lot but it’s expected for a person of your age to do. Plus there are many of us out there that have, or still do work long weeks like that. I know it’s not fun or enjoyable, but you just have to get through it. Thanks for adding the wedding updates.

Jason, what did I say about posting song lyrics? They don’t count as a post by themselves. You could be gay though. I’d agree with that. Which girl is Sasha? Girl 4 or is the girl 9? Please be more specific. You know if you’re gay, maybe you’re destined to be with Steve…

Mike is so fruity at times. I could see him being gay with Jason, but he has Natalie. Which also makes me wonder why he doesn’t have any money for any of his car parts? Hmmm…. anyway…he’s hungry a lot too.

Erin, congratulations! You are now someone’s “personal” assistant. Also, just so you know, at least 1 person out there reads your blog, and that person is me. Yes, I have way too much free time at work.

Sara, no one cares what you do with your free time. No one cares what you do in school. All we want to hear about is how many guys you nailed this week, and which franchise you are going to “screw” next. So everyone can avoid it forever.

Remember, when you post, then I can post. Thanks and have a great day.

2003-09-10T15:36:00.000-05:00

Listening to the sounds of intra-office work.

Ok, there are going to be a lot of blogs mentioned in this one. I'm going to try to hit as many as I can.

We'll start with Jon's blog, since that is where I start when I try to read some of these in the mornings. Over all a good blog. I really like the "Blogging Station" that was a good creation, and do me a favor, take my shitty ass blog off of your list. I might delete it eventually but not any time soon.

Erin, your blog sucks. Yeah you tell some things here and there, but you are the queen of vague. Don't confuse that with Vogue. You care too much about what other people think, and your a drama queen wanna be, because no one like a drama queen.

Dave, you should defiantly blog more. Everyone wants to hear about the wedding planning, and all of the weird stuff that you will have to do. Making comments would be funny too, plus I would like to see the kind of garbage I and most everyone else will have to deal with. Over all, you have a decent blog.

Jason...well...just post more. Also, song lyrics don't count as a post, but lyrics that go along with a post or an explanation of the lyrics in the post is ok.

Mike Egan's blog is pointless crap. He thinks that when he drives like a dumb ass is funny and it's not. No one cares that you "race" other cars on the expressway. Grow up and do something worthwhile.

Sara, you're not a P-I-M-P. You're a S-L-U-T.

Newman, Esther, and Steve, your blogs are a waste of space. Get rid of them.

Well I think I've done enough damage for one post. I leave it alone for a while. If you want to respond to me and fight back, I'm working on getting a "guest book" soon. But I think I'll call it a complaint book instead. Thanks for reading and have a nice day.

2003-08-20T09:14:00.000-05:00

Sara's Blog - 8/12/03

You know what's funny? When someone get's pissed at someone else for making a comment on their own blog about the first person's blog. And then they go and make a comment about the person's blog who made a comment about them.

That's funny, because person #1 is getting mad for someone making a comment about his/her own blog and is upset by this. They think that people are trying to bring them down. They also tell them:

"if you don't like me then why the fuck are you reading this? loser" (this is a direct quote from the blog)

I wonder if he/she realizes that she doesn't have to read anyone else's blog? What a loser?

If by some chance you figure out this is about YOU (the loser from above), why don't you just remove your head from your ass? I know you think your shit don't stink, but you think that it doesn't because you've had your head so far up there for so long, that you are just used to the smell now. Why don't you just go and get your "oil changed" (code for sex with a person from Jiffy Lube, she's fucked all of them)