6.30.2009

Other blog

For my log of progress and such is http://sad183.blogspot.com/

That's where I'll be logging the diet prgress.

6.29.2009

I've lost my mind...

Kind of... I've committed to doing a liquid diet for the month of July as a fundraiser for a guy in the Dept. His young son (less than a year I believe) died last year of Meningitis. He is doing a liquid diet in remembrance and as a fundraiser for the meningitis foundation and I decided to do it with him. 31 days without solid food... I must be insane.

I'm going to start another blog to help log my progress.

Out.

6.08.2009

New hobby

I've taken up a new hobby... Stencil Graffiti. I've always like "graf" art but just recently decided to give it a shot... I can't "write" but I can make stencils and paint. Lol. Some of my stuff thus far... Not much but it's a start...

Cassette on the hood of my truck where the pain is fading...















"Smiley" face on my locker at work




Cassette on my helmet at work...


Rat w/ flower on my jeep...

It's fun. Gives me something to do with myself on days off.
















6.02.2009

Contradiction

So I've always known I'm a walking contradiction but yesterday a co-worker told me "Dude... You are suffering a severe identity crisis... Drive a big redneck truck, listen to Punk, shave your head, dress like a skate kid... What's your deal?" HAHAHHAAAAAAA! I love it! I'm a great big walking contradiction. I can't be "souped" as I call it, classified like a soup can.

I like to think I'm a pretty laid back guy, pretty slow to anger usually, takes a lot to work me up but every once in a while, like ever 3-4 months I get this itch to go to a good punk show or somethin and get blitzed and smash people. The itch hit me last night. I don't know why but it hits me and it won't go away till I walk out of the pit with blood on my shirt, be it mine or someone elses. Lol. Until that happens it seems like im always just walkin around trying to find a fight. I can't explain why I get this urge but I do, something about it reminds me I'm still alive. NOTHING reminds you you are still alive like getting an elbow to the sternum... Or delivering one. That's why I love the punk shows, it's understood you will get your ass kicked but you leave all being friendly towards each other.

I'm trying to find info about going back to EMT school and getting My EMT-Intermediate liscence but the UNM EMS website is a pain to navigate as is the CNM one. I'm bored being an EMT-B, I want to stick people with needles lol. Broaden my skillset a little, get to play a little more on calls. Meh. Couldn't do it now if I wanted to anyway.

Out.