An Untitled Mess

Where to begin...So my grandparents were in town this past week.  They arrived Thursday afternoon and left yesterday.  It's always fun to see them, even though my grandma has made it her life's mission to give me a hard time any chance she gets.  I love them to death though and I can never thank them enough for supporting me all of these years.  They were able to make it out to the Fall Festival at the farm on Saturday.  If you missed it, then you really missed out on a fun afternoon.  I was able to get the barn decorated in time with some spooky decorations and it looked really awesome.  Sadly, I was not able to get many pictures.  But the entire farm looked great, they really did a bang-up job of decorating and it seemed liked everyone had great things to say.  I mean, about 600 people showed up so I would call that a huge success. Tuesday afternoon, I got off work and tried to make my appointment only to find out that they were out of the office for the rest of the

A post without a picture.  Just wanted to type a little bit before work tonight.  All of us have earned the nick name Skippy today because none of us made it to the gym.  Technically, I was awake and ready to go, but Daniel couldn't make it because he had to be to work early and stay all day and Di Di just slept in.  So, I decided not to go solo and went out to the farm to help with the haunted barn.  It's looking great, by the way, and should be done by tomorrow evening.  Super excited about the Fall Festival out at the Barn Yard on Saturday even though I'm not able to actually make it out there.  But everyone seemed to enjoy the spooky barn last year so it's been a blast being able to set it up again this week. Went in to work last night to see Di Di and ended up chatting it up with Mike in the back room for a while.  He was an absolute trip and I'm happy I was able to keep him company and entertained for a little while.  It's nice being able to say that I h

I punched a stainless steel door tonight.  Not just a tap or a reserved hit, I really punched it.  The other guy standing there just looked at me all crazy.  Of course the door won, I didn't even dent it and for a second, I seriously thought i broke my hand.  That's how hard I punched it.  It was over an hour before it stopped throbbing.  It felt good to punch that door.  I'm glad it wasn't a person, but I had to just get it out. I'm angry.  I'm frustrated.  I'm tired.  I'm confused.  I feel like a friggin idiot.  I feel just...stupid.  Have you ever wanted something so much that it just hurt you on the inside more and more every day that you didn't have it?  Like that Ninja Turtle lunch box or that life-sized My Little Pony with the purple mane and tail?  Of course those things never caused that sort of deep longing...not really.  But what about wanting very badly to be in a relationship?  Ever experienced that? I'm going through that now. 

 

This is so embarrassing.  So yeah, I'm kinda crushing hard right now.  It has been a very long time since I felt this way about someone.  I was able to get over the last one A.S.A.P. Rocky...well, it was easy once once the mask came off.  Dust in the wind, gone like Puerto Rico after a hurricane.  This will be so much fun because I know at least one person who will spread this around work and try and "guess" and "speculate" or, and my money is on this one, just "pick who they think it is" and start the whispering.  That's how small minded people are...I couldn't have met someone outside of work?  Oh, of COURSE not, that's not good gossip!  Anyways, back on track here.  Oh wait, there is no track...this entire post was just to see how far this will float around.  But the crush is real, and it's a private matter.  I'm not sure if the feelings are mutual and quite honestly, and this is entirely out of character for me, I'm afraid

Gym Rat Crew Shocker, right?  I mean, how does the biggest a-hole in the county end up with friends?  Bribes, obviously.  It would be super cool to be able to say that people just think I'm a good person and gravitate towards me naturally...but that's a huge lie.  Or did I just lie about lying about being a good dude?  Hmm...we'll never know....which could possibly be another lie, because you MIGHT know.  Gah, I need to lay down. Met DI Di and Daniel the Younger (DTY) at the gym this morning.  For me and DTY (for future reference, Daniel is Daniel and I am Dan...if that ever comes up...it might...or might not) it was our third day in a row at the house of pain.  For Di Di, her official streak started today with her second day in a row.  Mamma San is at a conference all week...absences are excused but she has to make-up sessions to complete. Our gym crew went from 7 to three very quickly, which was pretty sad.  But Di Di and Mamma San stuck with it and before long, D