Forever 21

Forever 21 is inversely proportional to my happiness. I love my soon to be wife, but I cannot wait to make enough money that I can just hand over a black card and not fear the reaper. And let there be no doubt that women's fashion is the reaper.

Shoes and accessories are right below meth as the most addictive substances on earth. I'm all for
stimulating the economy, but another half hour surrounded by tinny voices and the echoes of Twilight gossip are going to kill me.

I already want to tell my kids to turn their music down.

And Dana, baby, if you read this- you look beautiful. Despite my bitterness.


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Location:Tomball Pkwy,Houston,United States

Work Work Work

I'm not even going to TRY to put an artistic, or sardonic, or ironic twist to this post because I am TIRED.

TIRED!!!!

I haven't seen my buddies in four, going on five months. Well, except for Dugan's birthday- which was fun. Damnit Sean, you HAD to move to Katy.

I guess we're at that age where you decide to hunker down and work, and save and build.... or try to stretch out that college life a few more years. Well boys, I am TIRED.

But I'm happy.

I'm nine months from getting married, just got promoted and love each day more than the last. But it comes at a price, I think. For instance, I'm ranked WAY too low on the MWF leaderboard. I mean, how am I supposed to improve my kill ratio with a full time job?!?

And, I had to all out cancel my World of Warcraft account all together. That, consequently really helped my weight loss since my daily consumption of Mountain Dew really fell.

I guess at the end of the day, I really value all of the positive change and growth. But damnit, how many days do we have left to BE kids before we HAVE kids?

** To all of you trying: Josh is a wonderful name. It means "God's chosen leader". Just a thought.