The Other Side Of Me

This Blog is a documentation, a day-to-day account of my coming out process. This is here so people can read, and see where i've made mistakes and where i've made progress, so that during their coming out they can attempt to avoid or emulate those things. It is also here, to show the struggle me and many others have faced, when coming to terms with our sexuality.

12/09/2005

Wo' out!

Naw, it ain't that bad. The teacher is actually nice, D.O.R.I.S. isn't good nor bad, RIO (another program), is fucking awesome [looking at it from a programmer stance]. Being paid $9.50/hr for basically sitting though a Highschool-esque class is beyond amazing. Two paid holidays while being trained... OMG!

So what have i learnt? NFL Sunday Ticket is like GOD over there. Oh, and sports suck. Really Suck! There are 'blackout' dates, and that is the only thing that confuses me. Sports confuse me in general though... but even the people that like sports were like "WTF?". It's just the football blackout thingies that are really confusing. I kinda get it though.

Anywho, i don't like the 'roll-playing' shit. It's retarded. I've always hated that shit, where you have to pretend to do something. I really hate it, i'm just glad my partner hates it just as much as me, and we usually just mumble though it.

I know what to do, i think... lets see...

Greet: "Direct TV, this is Brian, how may i help you?"

[INSERT CRAP]

May i have the name on your account?
There is a password on this account. May i have it?

[Insert CRAP]

Basically it... i guess... unless they have past due shit or any other alert on their account...

But i better pass this shit... because if i don't and some of the other people in there do... i'm gunna put a gun to my head and pull the trigger... OMG! I know the hardest part is going to be the whole 'talking' thing for me... and the spelling shit too... and caring (j/k).

Anywho, in about 2 weeks and a few days, if you call about billing at DTV you might just get me... so be nice! or i'll transfer you and add a Call Log on your account saying that you stuck your remote in your rectum, 'lost' it and ordered like 3* PPVs while trying to get it out.

* = being a bitch to me will give you more... so they think you were struggling for awhile
It's also snowed like a son-of-a-bitch out here on Wednesday... While i was at DTV! I slid around a bit while in Tulsa, but when i was on the highway it was all ok. I went to BF's house and spend the night up there; glad i did... i can only imagine what the road conditions were like out here near Bristow. I finally got to feel the anit-lock breaks work, and also got to see my low-traction light too!

What sucks, is that the car i'm using's heater is fucking up... so i'm freezing for a huge chunk of the ride... someone needs to fix that shit. Today it was worse... it would blow hot air, then it would blow cooler air. If it's going to keep doing that, i'm going to have to get me a bigger coat... and gloves, and a hat. It's too goddamn cold outside. I think it's like 15 degrees out there, that is what it was last time i looked. My feet and hands can't take this fucking weather. Someone needs to take that mother fucker into a shop or something; 'cause my dad usually fixes that shit, but he leaves in the morning for work, so he can't do it then, and i leave before he gets home... so i'm shit out of luck, for now... I'm 'bout to ghetto rig it... get me one of those power adapters for the cigarette lighter, and plug in a heating pad... or a nice electric blanket.
LINKS:
Good As You >> Poo-based coffee: An epic tale of fun, faggotry, and feces

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