Its not the destination, but the journey that is the worthier part.

So it looks like the last time I wrote in this was right before I got my most recent ex girlfriend…

Little recap of 2012 – Jan – boring, Feb – boring, March – wonderful, April – wonderful, May – wonderful, June – not bad, July – not bad, August – eh I guess, Sept – same as August, Oct – again pretty meh, Nov – devastating… Dec – fantasticle, Today – pretty good.  Now that we have the list covered I can tell you the reasons why.

January – shitty snowy cold

Feb – Moved just south of the city, so that’s not bad i guess.

March – Went to a good friends wedding – Met a girl who I said “If I could I would marry that girl tomorrow”  Got back home, talked to her some, we hit it off, ect.

April – She came to visit, it was amazing, there were fireworks, my world flipped upside down, we were in love.

May – Again she visited, same as before it was amazing – went to MI to my mother’s house to pick up a ring because I was so sure.

June – No visit, she got busy, we still talked.  Also my awesome cabriolet got totaled by some dumb broad not paying attention.

July – Same as June really.  However I did replace the cabriolet with a Porsche 944, so that’s not bad.

August – Still talked, she was more and more busy though… at this point I was kinda getting annoyed, ect.

September – Same as August.

October – She was supposed to visit on Halloween, its been close to 6 months since I’ve seen her at this point.  Also Did a whole30 paleo challenge and lost 40 pounds, I plan on getting back on this as the results were amazing.

November – All hell breaks loose.  Most of my friends know what happened, so I am only going to write a generalization of what happened here.  1) Via the bookfacey thing I noticed her and some dude being cheeky and close and his picture was of them two standing pretty close… too close to be just friends.  I confront her, she gets upset, I give her the benefit of the doubt.  Fast forward to the 23rd…  Again, bookfacey… I see she commented on something about needing a plus 1 for a turkeyday thing… she told me she was going to be alone, then I see him posting how he loves his girlfriend of two months her saying how happy he is… SHE replied saying how happy she was and that she loved him, cause you know being my friend via that thing doesn’t show me everything or anything.  Well needless to say, I don’t take kindly to that shit and I ended it right then and there, bitch didn’t even try to hide it…  2.5ish weeks later I was over it.  Thanks to some good friends support, if you’re reading this… you know who you are and you fucking rock for it.

Then in December for Christmas I ventured out of the state down to the great steel city – Pittsburgh, PA, stayed with some family of a friend and also said friend.  Met up with a few friends I know out in that area as well.  I thoroughly enjoyed my vacation.  I felt very welcome, had a grand time, and will hope to be going back at some point when its not shitty and cold.  New years eve was interesting.  I was in a sea of lesbians, so that was cool, brought in the new years, made some new friends… All in all, I consider the intro to 2013 a win.

Now on to today…  looking at the clock its 4:30 am on what is now Sunday morning.  I am here wasting time writing this because I know I haven’t done so in so long as well as I just wanted to get all my feelings and lameness down on the internet for all to see; I ponder what exactly 2013 will bring me.  But honestly… it doesn’t matter, I’ll deal with it exactly as I have in the past – and as the title states, my new philosophy on life.  Its not the destination, but the journey that is the worthier part.

I am going to finish this post off with not my usual picture, but words that you can take or leave…

Don’t make resolutions, they are dumb and are used as excuses to fail at something.  Instead, reach down deep into yourself and pull out you… If you don’t like what you see, then do not me, not the world, not anyone else, but do yourself a favor and mold it into the person you want to be.

Good night all,
Jari

 

This one is called “I just wrote this in jest, please don’t get mad; But damn is it funny”

So yesterday was International Woman’s Day, so talking with a friend about it… I thought I could spin a speech to both empower women and get sandwiches from it…  This is what I came up with…  Let me know what you think readers!

OH I do want to say before hand: THIS WAS ALL DONE IN JEST PLEASE DON’T GET MAD, I DON’T ACTUALLY FEEL THIS WAY ABOUT WOMEN AND THEIR DAY!!!!!!!!!!!1one!!!!!

Woman’s Rights.

Today is the international womans day to celebrate womens right.

Many many years ago women were opressed, and forced into certain roles.

Men worked, women did the house wife thing.  Duties included: cleaning, cooking, taking care of the children.

Women every day would get up and make their husbands breakfast and lunch packed in a brown sack to take to work, children also got a brown sack lunch complete with sandwich, apple, juice, various sweets and treats and it was all in the name of motherhood.

Then world war two started, and the men were forced to war and who would be there to provide for the family?  The Mother.  The Wife.

They were then forced with a decision, to become impovershed or to take over the jobs left by the men.  Many women felt they were strong enough to take on the work force tasks.  And why not? They have been working 24 hours a day 7 days a week before this point.  So they took up the jobs, made weapons, and planes and cars for their loving husbands whiley they fought for our country.

Then the war was over… Many places wanted to kick women out of the shops and bring the men back in to continue their jobs.  The woman fought this and eventually won.  That’s right, woman now can work along side men in every type of job, hell some can even do the job better.

Now lets fast forward to present day.  Its now a woman’s perogative to go to work and make money and split the cost of living with a loved one 50/50.  Women also tend to do many things better than men, laundry, cooking, cleaning, being a parent in some cases.  So my plea is to not take the term “make me a sammich” as an insult, but rather a compliment in that we as men feel you are far superior to us in many aspects down to the simple task of making a sandwich.

So women everywhere, take up loafs of bread, slices of meat and cheese and various condiments, and show us men why you deserve, nay earned! a glorious day that the ENTIRE world celebrates and sees as the day to help concrete your spot as the headstrong sex that you all are!

Now, Go make me a sammich!! 😀

True Story

Snow, snow, and the hopeful degradation of the 2011/2012 winter.

Its been a while since my last post so I shall update everyone on what is going on.

We are fully moved into the house, and its huge. I mean… three townhouses wide huge. Honest opinion, its nice but the construction seems rushed but overall I dig it, since its a house and now a home. The house warming party was a success – 20 people and a ton of good times.

As far as the degradation, it hasn’t been much of a winter. Cold here, snow there, little at a time. No big deal right? Right. Well I knew this day would come. Yesterday, we got a bit of snow; Then said snow stopped. Well this morning we got well over a few inches. We are sitting at around what looks to be close to a foot for today. Its so damn dumb. If, after this dumb shit, it snows more – I am making a propane torch and melting everything I see.

Well I don’t have much to say as nothing really spectacular has happened aside from the move.

peace out home slices.

 

2012 and me… Things to do and break the mold on who I am.

We all get in a slump and get content with who we are. I say we, because if you are reading this post you are probably a little like me in that you enjoy your leisure time (maybe a little too much), maybe some booze or a bit of something to smoke (if you are into that), and of course looking at writhing naked bodies of your preferential choice. And why the fuck not right? If anyone says you shouldn’t do that… Fuck em; Quite possibly cut em [Note: I do not condone cutting anyone for any reason, do not go cut someone and say I told you too… because I did nothing of the sort. I repeat… fucking nothing of the sort.]

K now that that is over lets play a game. First make a small short quick list of things you would like to improve upon or do this year. OK, you got em? Good. Here’s the best part – You wont fucking do anything on that list. You will procrastinate and not get shit done and you know it.
Throw that shitty list out the window. Lists are dumb… minus the one I am going to provide shortly. Actually lists aren’t dumb for things like shopping or chores, but not for bettering yourself. If you want to be a person to which is more awesome than your current state – then just do it [fucking Nike].

So, its 2012 now – I think we can all agree on that. New Years means new promises to yourself, friends and family. You made that mental list that I told you to can earlier, but don’t can it. Just go out and do it. If its a short term goal get on that shit right now. Read this post first, but otherwise get that shit done. After some mental dialect and confiding in my buddy about how shitty I am and how I no longer want to be stuck in to the role of the asshole, I am going to make my list for you guys. Also note – I am going to dig deep and pull up some seriously personal shit.

1) I am way too fat… would like to drop some of that.
2) Complete a project or two fully.
3) Get the car that I want to replace the car that is falling apart lol.
4) be less of an asshole and learn to show some compassion
5) Call my dad more, hes my hero and it blows dicks that hes all the way in Florida and I am in New York.
6) Get laid at least once. Its been like 6 years… way too long. (sorry if any family reads this and doesn’t want to know that.)

So now that I got all mushy on you here what it comes down to.

I. Will. Own. This.

Its only a list here on this page in my head it shit I am formulating and doing.
If you want to be a part of any of that above you let me know. I am looking for help in 5 of the 6 categories listed above. 😉 lol.

If you only take one thing from this… take this: if you want change – be a boss and do that shit.

I hope 2012 brings you awesomeness and boobies. I don’t want to hear shit even girls like boobies.

Enjoy.

btw I will not be the guy below this line:

Isn’t life funny?

Well, I’ve had this blog for just over a year now and have done nothing really awesome with it yet. I think It might be time to change that. Who’s with me? You? Awesome, lets fuck shit up then.

First and foremost I can and will use curse words, not only is it my prerogative but, I don’t see what makes them any worse than any other word out there?

Shit – this one makes no sense as to why its bad? Its slang for poop, as well all know… So what makes it a bad word? At least it is a word unlike some of the shit [see its now a noun] that passes for “words” now a days… e.g. U in place of you, r in place of are, and the list goes on. Acronyms I understand, shortening a few words into a common thing such as lmfao or lol. However, I feel that if people are going to use those… they should in fact be doing such a task. I am guilty of this myself, I will use lol, or lmfao, sometimes even a hearty rofl while I am not doing such tasks; I implore you all to follow my footsteps, next time you type out an lol, rofl, lmao, or lmfao do it. That’s right, don’t bold face lie to me… Fucking do it. You laugh out loud, or do a bit of rolling on said floor, if needed I want a picture of your ass off of you when you are done laughing.

Ok, on to my second point. I am doing this again because my best fucking friend in the entire United States, NAY, WORLD gave me a great idea. He went through some pretty shitacular times recently (sue me I make up my own damn words) and one of his coping mechanisms was keeping a journal. Well since a fair bit of my life can be broken down into something funny; I figured why in the hell not share it some of my most favorite anonymous faces. That’s right internet, your blank face is the one I am talking about.

So this blog is going to be a bit of me story telling, venting, observing, stroking my beard while writing, and quite possibly being pants-less.

Well for now that is all I have, tell your friends, and have them tell their friends… Unless of course you are their only friend which makes you telling them and them telling you an endless loop; I will allow that scenario to not be passed on further, but you will need to use your better judgment on that.

Since this is my first real post – I would say until next time readers… but yeah I am pretty sure there is only one person reading this aside from me.

Oh and remember this: Live your life like you want to, fuck everyone else. No matter who you are, be that person. If you don’t like it, change.