Confirmation

Posted in Uncategorized on 09/25/2011 by biggryan04

I have finally had confirmation that what I’m working toward is where I should go.

Things are looking up.

Remember this face.

Brian Setzer got old

2 blogs 1 day

Posted in Uncategorized on 09/20/2011 by biggryan04

So I think I’ve decided where temporary life is heading, which will eventually lead to longer term life. My plan as of this afternoon is to stick around Denton for a few years, I’ve found a grad school that will accept my shitty GPA to get my Licensed Professional Counselor masters and I’m gathering all the things I need to apply right now. I’m not sure how I feel about the whole thing in the grand scheme of things. Denton has gotten better recently. I’m beginning to enjoy it more. I don’t know what my living situation will be after these six months. It seems like Sam and I can’t go a month with out one of us pissing off the other. I’d rather be his friend than his roommate if we’re going to end up resenting each other. I do like the street we live on but the house is very small. More for a dating couple than two dudes. Oh well I guess we’ll figure it all out when it comes. I just need to keep repeating “this is a good decision” until I fully believe it.



Black and white

Posted in Uncategorized on 09/20/2011 by biggryan04

Women will always be an enigma to me. Forever confusing and always crazy. Usually I’m confused by people in general but today it solely falls on the shoulders of women. Fucking women… I’ll never understand the lot of ’em.





hangover

Posted in Uncategorized on 09/15/2011 by biggryan04

… For real

There was a time in my life, not too long ago, where… well I’m not going to finish this sentence because apparently people take me seriously when reading this shitty little blog.

Lets just say that what I was going to say would have been mean, then nice, then confused, then very existential, then mean, then self deprecating, then mean. Like any other post I’ve ever done.

How formulaic.

How did I not know this happened?

For the first time in a long time I’m not depressed. I’m back on meds that I hate because they make me clench my jaw and when you’re trying to beat off it takes 2 hours. That’s a plus for the ladies though 😉 <—— Yes I did a winky face. These meds make me feel weird, not unlike a robot, but they keep me from being bed ridden with depression so I guess it's a plus.

There is one thing I will never figure out… Ah well you suck.

It's about that time of year

Adam Lazarra is a twat that kinda looks like Charles Manson. Probably the reason they’ve been through so many members. Who thought those high notes would actually sound good live?

Forgot about these guys

That’s enough right?

Hell

Posted in Uncategorized on 09/06/2011 by biggryan04

I need a godddamn job. Stat.




You’re welcome.

This may be an all nighter

Posted in Uncategorized on 09/01/2011 by biggryan04

What do you do? Oh me, I do nothing.

There are times when being an insomniac is a good thing like when you have something important to get finished. There are times like this where you stare at a computer screen for hours on end looking up Rob Zombie pics because you think you can actually squeeze you’re fat ass into those tight pants for one night on Halloween. Maybe the metal chicks will want to fuck you? It’s times like these where you begin to wonder why you bother trying to sleep in the first place. Without a few shots of whiskey you are worthless in the slumber department. You honestly begin to believe you will be one of those people, those people you see on the Discovery channel, one of those that stay awake for months on end and eventually die of exhaustion. Death from exhaustion hasn’t happened since the 1876 when that shit still mattered. Then your ex-girlfriend sees that you’re awake through the magic of the internet and proceeds to bitch about you’re new fuck tube when really you wish you had nothing to do with either of them. At this point in time you’re better off alone. “Sleep comes easier when I’m alone” you lie to yourself. All the while you’re hoping your incessant typing won’t wake up the lady in the next room. The lady that when awake makes you feel lower than a mite on a flea on a dog’s asshole. You have music playing, nothing too depressing, you don’t want to slip down that road again. You smell your breath and it doesn’t smell like you just brushed your teeth. Nothing to drink in the kitchen. “How can all those liquor bottles be empty” you think. You want a cigarette but you know you shouldn’t. “…but hell doc I gained ten pounds since I quit smoking” you want to yell at the non-existent professional. Maybe the hallucinations are setting in? “Am I Jack’s lonely colon? I am every fucking twat who’s ever quoted Fight Club”. You don’t want anyone to get you wrong, you like the movie Fight Club, you are just pretentious. You think it’s 2:16 AM and you may as well rough out this all nighter. You put on a pot of coffee and think, “This’ll be over soon right?”

All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

Unrequieted Love

Posted in Uncategorized on 08/27/2011 by biggryan04

Pretty much every interaction with every girl I’ve thought was amazing within the past 4 years, except somehow it’s never as poetic.

Yeah Louie, it sucks, it really sucks.