With Extreme Happiness Comes A Big Fuck You!

I just wanted to start because I didn't want to forget the title plus if you read this before my full post hopefully you will be "what the hell does it mean?" well you will find out later tonight because I have a lot to blog about it was an interesting weekend. But for right now I will have to say, so long farewell I will be back later. I am going to the Estero High Powderpuff football game, I remember when I coached the seniors last year.... Good Times!

I am back!

I sure this happens to everyone in some way or another but lately life has just been picking on me, like when your playing fetch with a dog and that one time when you try to fake him out by pretending to throw it and hiding it behind your back. The dog is so excited to be playing and he sees the ball in your and you go through the motion of throwing it and then he is looking around for where the ball should be and then realizes its nowhere to be found and then gets a little sad because the game is over but then looks to you with the ball still in your hand and is mad because you didn't throw but is quickly over and back to the game.(yea that whole paragraph/metaphor is my life LOL) I was so excited for many things this weekend but shortly after getting under way life just flips me the fucking bird and is like FUCK YOU!

Saturday started off like most of my work days, me waking up late and getting on the computer but I was awoken by a familiar but douchey voice(you guessed it Chris Hermi) he told me he was in town and asked what I was doing for the day and I told him work at 5. He said that he was gonna come over for a bit and asked if I wanted something from subway and I eagerly said yes because I had just woken up and was hungry(unlike Hays I feel perfectly fine with using Hermi for free stuff) He made is way over here and we just talked a little and watched some T.V. at about 2 or 2:30 he had to leave and I had to finish my internet stuff before work. I was also excited the whole day because I had made a plan to go up to Peace River to meet up with Jeremy and fam. for his moms birthday. I started getting ready at 4:30 and was out the door by quarter til. I got in and noticed these big platters of fruit and cheese put together in a very decorative manner so I knew something was up after some question and answers I found out that there was a wedding and a pre-reception that was gonna happen out back. At first I thought shit all those people and I am the only food runner for the night but I was informed that they wouldn't come in or be ordering food just the fruit, cheese and other appetizers(I was very relieved) The rest of the night wasn't bad pretty busy for just me(a party of 20 and a 10 top) but I survived. After I got home I quickly got all my shit done wrote the lightning blog and got to sleep.

Sunday - 5:25a.m. I awake to the Sound of Madness(well at least the song) I got up surprisingly easy I think it was the excitement:D(the excitement wouldn't last all day) I jumped in the shower and got all packed for the trip and was out the door by 6:30a.m. I stopped by the gas station to get some necessities for a long drive at the time of the day. Gas... check Energy Drink... check Water... check Snacks... check um... ok lets roll. I got on I-75 and made my way north, I was going a steady 73 mph and put in on cruise. I then pressed the button to accelerate while in cruise and my rpm spiked to 4000 so I quickly stepped on the brake to disengage cruise, not thinking anything of it I continued on. A couple exits I noticed that my car was SMOKING! so I pulled over asap and popped my hood to find a ton of smoke or steam I was uncertain at the time. I called my dad and he said check the oil which I did and realized that there wasn't much *flashbacks to all the times my mother said "check your oil"* I told my dad that I would get off at the next exit and get some oil before making my way all the way to Peace River. The nearest exit had absolutely no stations so I had to go even farther to get to a gas station, fearing I might blow my engine or start smoking again I slowly marched at a steady 55 mph. After being passed by like 20 people I finally came upon an exit with a gas station, as I was putting two quarts of oil in my car I called Jeremy and told him I might be a little bit later than I had planned. After some much needed oil I got back on I-75 thinking that the problem was fixed so I sped up to 73 mph and noticed in my rear view I was smoking AGAIN! I pulled over and called my dad because I had no clue what was wrong with my vehicle he told my it could be my radiator but to check it my car would have to be off and cooled down, he told me to get to the campground and then call him. I continued going about 60 mph trying not to evoke another smoking incident. I finally got to Jeremy and family's camp and had his dad look at it. I showed him the stuff that collected on my back window(which means it had to be steam because smoke does collect on surfaces like that which means it couldn't be an oil problem and my engine wasn't about to blow.. good news) after some further investigation by Jeremy's dad and he finally had a diagnosis for the sickness. It seems that my fairly NEW transmission had a leak somewhere and was leaking transmission fluid *sarcastic yay* after checking the level of fluid in the transmission we found out there was none. We then went to breakfast and went back to camp where Jeremy and I had an hour long or so conversation/argument about jobs, the economy, gamestop, shitty managers/district managers, etc. we all decided to go for a drive Jeremy and his father on four wheelers me and his mom in a golf cart I was unable to drive because I didn't have a yellow wristband. We went out by the lake where i got some really nice pictures. When we got back Jeremy and I played some Uno and hung out while his mom and dad started to pack everything up. But before we could leave we had to get some tran. fluid or I would never make it back without completely fucking up my new $1,400 transmission. After the trip to the auto part store and some fluid we were on our way, me trying to stay under 70 mph. We made it back down to Jeremy's just fine with no smoke outs from my car. We then started unpacking and cleaning Jeremy's ATV. We then went inside where we tried to figure out what to do, I finally convinced Jeremy after like half an hour to watch the 3 hour season finale of LOST(it was awesome I even enjoyed it even though I knew what was going to happen) I LOVE LOST!! At around 10 we decided to get some sleep, I was especially tired because of waking up at 5:30a.m.

Monday - 11:00 (I think)
I again awoke to The Sound of Madness and a phone tossed at my chest, It was my mom on the phone asking what I was doing for the day and when I was expected home. I told her the same thing I always do "I don't know" (I don't know we she always asks me "well then when will you know" because the answer is always I don't know) about an hour of doing nothing went buy when I started reading Chris' blog and came upon the part about Monopoly and it got Jeremy and I thinking about the Star Wars Saga Edition(yes Chris' you may like the O.G.[Original Gansta] version of Monopoly but nothing beats Republic Credits, Buying and selling planets, Jedi and Sith cards, and using fucking Yoda as your game piece[it is better than a boot or car or thimble]) An hour of me sucking and and bad rolls lead me to almost zero money and just about to mortgage all my properties when I just gave up. So we went back to Jeremy's room to do more of nothing when I started pulling up internet video's after an hour of some laughs and WTF's I called it a day and left Jeremy's and headed home. After stopping at good ol' McDonald's I got a call from my mom asking if I wanted to go to my sister's Powderpuff football game, since I had absolutely nothing else planned I was up for it. We got there with plenty of time to spare, the game wasn't too exciting but entertaining at least. I was happier about what I would soon find out about when I got home. So when I got home I had to catch up on 15 pages of top digg stories which took up quite some time, during this my sister had gotten home and went straight to her room. Now to setup this next part I will go into a little past that most of my readers probably know about. OK now a year ago my sister was dating this douche Michael Rush for a couple months and when it had sort of run its course they "broke up" (I put that in parenthesis because no matter how much they denied it they were still pretty much together Michael was still always over here eating all of our food walking in our house like he lived here and doing whatever he wanted like he was a member of this family) So again most of my readers know of my complete distaste and hatred for this person, it was fairly obvious even to Michael himself. Now I know I hate him so much but how my sister was treating him was absolutely wrong and I wouldn't want that on any one. She would always yell at him and boss him around like the bitch that he is. She would use him for his money, transportation and pretty much thing she wanted, the reason being is that my sister wanted him to wait for as long as it took her to want to get back together and he like a fucking idiot said he would. Now I know I am the farthest from a relationship expert but I do a hell of a lot of observing and take in a lot of knowledge and the last thing he should have done was smother her like he did because my sister took all of it and realized that she could get all of the perks of a relationship like being taken care of but not having to deal with the label of taken and the other negatives that come with a relationship. With that said I return to the present, I was on the computer told me that Michael had I guess gotten with some other girl and took her to the powderpuff game and my sister found out and was very upset. Now I know you are thinking what I was thinking "well they weren't "together" so how could my sister be so upset" well because she is a dumb ass and finally realized that she was in a relationship the whole time even though any time you would ask her she would be like "WE ARE JUST FRIENDS" well guess what you weren't and now you know that. So his brother Ray was over here to pick up all the shit of Micheal's that was in my sisters room (wow that sounds like something that would happen after breaking up with a boyfriend/girlfriend but not if you just stop being friends with someone) anyway I am happy because there will no longer be any douche bagery to make me mad in my own house(high five myself) Now my sister will have to get a real job and her license because she doesn't have someone there to mooch of off for money and rides so finally after the unfairness of mine and her lives it is starting to balance itself out.

I have work tomorrow and it is gonna be a bitch but as long as I keep in mind that I am working toward a better life I can handle anything. Also on Wednesday I have to take my car to the guy that did my transmission and get him to check for anything broken or just knocked loose, I am hoping for the latter because it is way easier and less expensive to fix. So until then...

Peace Out! YAY!! the Douche Bag is Gone Woooo!!!!!

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