I woke myself up

For whatever reason something strange happened while I was trying to sleep.  A post woke me.  Well more of an oddball thought then a post but a thought that would not leave me and the more I thought about it, the more I wanted to write about it.

This weekend was a good weekend.  Got to see people I have fun with and made a few new friends.  Now I am sure the exact events of the weekend would be more entertaining than my current thought but it was not the weekend that has woken me on this night.

It was an interaction with someone that I have met a few times before.  The first time we met it was pleasant and that’s all I really remember about.  It’s not who you might be thinking of. The next time we met was brutal.  In the sense that the discussion we had was one of the most passive aggressive talks I have ever had (not me but from them.)  So bad that I brought it in the conversion about how impossible it was to talk to them.  That’s fine; I left and continued on my journey of drinking and having a good time.  I really didn’t think much of it other than that person is having a bad night.  But then the craziest thing happened.  I saw that person again and it was the same damn thing.  So I stood back and watched, if only for a few moments, if their interactions with other people were just as weird. They may have just been unpleasant people all together. But no, they were pleasant and having fun.  While I get talked to like someone, at any moment could smash a bottle over my head for some unexplained atrocity I have cause this person.  The final conclusion is that this person loathes me for unknown reasons.  So much so that it was like talking to a republican about abortion.  They produced a lot of long hateful stares and backhanded comments that would make small children cry.  Not from me but from my samurai word smith foe of the night.   As usual I walked off to find someone more fun to talk to.  Cause rudeness isn’t just rude but incredibly boring.

Now, I’m not the kind of person that needs everyone to like me because I automatically assume that there is no one cooler in any room I step into, therefore “haters goin hate.” 

Final summation?  A great weekend with hopes for a repeat soon.  With a small, almost none existent interaction that I look forward to making worse in the future.  Now I can go back to sleep.

Out of touch

For some reason I have come to believe I am out of touch with modern music.  Well in the area of pop.  I am well versed in punk and death metal and have limited knowledge of other genres.  But pop eludes me radar due to most of it being very bad.

The reason this is on my mind is there was an acoustic song by an artist i'm listening to and I thought to myself that it was great baby making music.  But then remembered that I have terrible taste in music, according to the rest of the world.  Makes me wonder what other people would enjoy during coitus.

The world may never know

small one

Who listens to movie critics anymore.  Just saw a commercial for The Last Airbender and they quoted all kinds of critics, who it was the best movie of the year.  I didn't see the movie but I can assure myself that it was probable in the top 10 ten worst movies of the year.  Movie critics are now bought and paid for by film industry and anyone that says other wise is blind to the world.

I really want to hurt society sometimes

well first, I would like to say sorry for not posting.  I did say I would try to do this as long as it could hold my interest.  So, that wasn't very long but I did promise some people to get back into it, due to intense interest in it.

On to the real post.

I got angry when while I was enjoy a nice dinner and drinks today.  So here is the setup.
An incredible hot girl walks in.  I notice.  After she passes but not out of my sight a guy follows.  Well instead of saying the phrase "respect" in my head (cause a guy and respect another guy with a hot girl)  I say to myself, "I'm going to hurt someone."  The reason one might ask as to why I would instantly hate not just a person but everyone in a room or city or what have you.  The answer is he was wearing a cowboy hat.  Thats fine normally but this was a woven black straw cowboy hat that was shinny, real shinny.  Not the end of it.  He was also wearing a black cowboy shirt.  Nothing funny going on there,  except this shirt had big hearts bedazzled  into it.   Now first thought against this guy was, "this is fine cause this guy here is gay and gay guys can do that shit,"  but that was not what was going on here.  I haven't even mentioned that this is Hollywood, not somewhere where one could wear a cowboy hat and shirt.

Why is this ok with hollywood.  Why does moron mcgee get an incredible hot girl.  I'm not saying that I am more deserving but I definitely more deserving then that idiot.

I do feel like this is where I would go into an insane rant about hipsters and their fucking wool hats or the new hippies, who make me sick to my stomach when I see one but this post has gone on long enough and House is on.  So another time.

I get back at you society.  Not sure how but one day.

What what

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i am sick

I am freaking sick of apple people. I have fucking had it.  FUCK YOU APPLE.  Your computers are over priced normal computers.  I just cann't take it anymore.  Another person was at my house and tried to argue about how much better their apple was to my Toshiba PC.  This freaking guy not only was saying how great apple was but he had just got his computer back from apple after the hard drive crashed, so even more proving my point of that it's just another computer only with a 500 dollar more price tag on it.
First off, 99.9% of people have no idea what makes a good computer.  Second, just cause apple has made a "great" advertising does not mean they have made a superior.  I am going to say right now, being a freaking hipster does not make you cool.  Third your dumb for not knowing any of this.
So you follow trends and apple has made it clear that they are the key to your coolness, so the first step to your awesomeness is to buy an apple then buy skinny jeans and a wool cap even though its 90 degrees out.  I hate you hipster but i will save that for another more angry time.
Do you even know what your buying?  You are buying freaking software.  And just in case you didn't know know, I can download any software (for free I might add) and get any software I want, so your dumb.  It's called an operating system.  And if I have to say it then you know nothing about computers, Linux will be the best operating system you can come across and guess what it's totally freaking free and open source (if you don't know what open source is then don't buy a computer).
When I bought my toshiba it was the best computer for the 1100 dollar price range yet I still get (almost daily) about how i should have bought a mac.  Well, one day people will understand how advertising works and then how computers work and they will put 2 and 2 together and get apples are just over priced pieces of shit with nice operating system.
Just like to say this is a dumb post but whatever. along with that my computer has never crashed due to proper  maintenance despite over usage.

i hate life sometimes

so last night could have been great but I'm sorry to whom ever is going to read this cause i just need to ramble on about how it sucked.
so yesterday started off great with a great hike and nice lunch with a friend, said friend will be the catalyst to ruining my night.  Night starts off with vodka and redbulls, then vodka and coke cause red bulls are expensive for the amount of booze I can actually drink. We put on nice suit jackets to go out for a friends birthday which has promise to be fun.  All of us go to the birthday boys house and a girl I didn't really want to see, due to an awkward morning after is there.  This is fine, the booze hasn't kicked in so I'm able to be civil and not weird about it, so I thought.  The bar is now calling and the party now moves.  It's a nice place and drinks are reasonable.  I am having fun and drinking and making new friends as normal.  At this point the booze is taking hold of not only myself but everyone around me.  And here is where everything goes sour and does not recover despite my best efforts.
I'm waiting to go to the bathroom when the B-day boy and a gang of females show up in the bathroom line.  He is way to wasted and the girls ask if he can go ahead of me to puke, I can understand, having been in that situation more then once in my life.  Instead of hanging out outside like I wanted to, 3 girls kick me inside to make sure he will be ok. One person bathroom. So I still have to pee and his head is in the toilet, so I pee in the trash which is fun but I'm still stuck playing baby sitter to ultra drunk.  Soon all the girls bust in and take over dramatic control of the situation.  Being the only one strong enough to lift a dead weight "grown up" this is now my job.  Full on carrying a 160 pound punching bag that has puke on him.  Fine.  I can help a friend.  to a waiting car for him and back into the bar for me.  I have now found the hottest girl in the place and we are talking and it is going well.  She is drunk enough and having a good enough time with me that maybe a bad decision.  At this point I am slugged in the nuts by a girl friend of mine......  FOR FUN........  the tit punch that follows is nowhere near as strong as it should be due to the lack of strength  after getting punch in the nuts.  Life sucks, hot girl gone and I am curled over in pain while being laughed at.  Sad face emote.  I try to recover by getting a new drink but realize that my night is over.  Drunk gay friend is now bothering the shit out of me somehow. By this time I am too drunk to recall all the details, but i know I was really pissed and so instead of punching him in the mouth I punch a tree.  Bad choice.  Considering if I had punched him in the mouth I could have said I was sorry and the night could have gone on but a tree is unforgiving to my hand which in now swollen.
The walk home was sad.  I was sad.  My hand and nuts still in pain and maybe smelling like another persons puke.  It is now 9 am and I am awake because at some point in my life I thought it a great idea to have an alarm for 9 am on weekends.  Fuck my life sometimes.

first time

this post is called "first time," as in the first time i'm going to have to threaten pretty much everyone.  new paragraph will be needed!
For every minor indignantly I must suffer cause by the established order I shall be forced to insult no less then ONE million people.   Greater offences against me shall be met with increasingly insane ideas of reprisal, ending in of course the creation of my own police state where a real death metal listening, pipe smoking monkey will be put in charge of the world for my amusement.
I have suffered already twice this morning and am unsure of exact punishment at this moment.  The first, i had to wake up early to more my truck precisely 9.3 feet across the street because of street cleaning on the other.  I have now lived in Hollywood for about 3 months and have not once a street cleaning truck, along with the FACT that there are no trucks, Hollywood is filthy freaking gross on every square inch of the city.  Which can only lead me to one and only one conclusion, being that Hollywood officials are for sure calling placing hobos all around the city "street cleaning," where in fact and for some reason over looked the exact opposite of what this city actually needs.  Where did i go just now?  Oh right.  The second indignity brought against me as a direct result from government over use of power was when I left the house to move my truck the sprinklers were one and I had to walk through the wet grass to reach my truck.  Do I have to say I wasn't wearing shoes, I believe that was a given.  This next part should and would have gone on much longer but I require at least one more hour of sleep before reprisal begins. So, I will leave it at this and say if it were truly up to me no one in all of southern california would even have the ability to water their grass because all of southern California is a desert and you should not water desert dirt when in only a few years there will be a true water shortage.  You may be asking yourself why I do not just turn the water off.  Well since I do not own this property I pay a rental company who in turn demands to have gardeners and lush grass.  Ones next question would be in how is the government involved in a civil case of water the lawn.  Well I am sorry but that is another story for another time.  end

Bringing on the crazy

I have chosen the name of my brand new blog to pretentious doug.  I found that it was fitting for what the purpose of this blog will be.  Mostly it will be about how freaking great i am along with my ridiculous ideas and stands i will take.  I am a bit worried as maybe i will not have any friends after reading all the crazy that comes out of my brain and onto the blog.  Such as, i will no longer be referring to this as a blog but as a writing or daily as in daily journal.  Blog is a dumb word and people that say it are lowering themselves by saying such an ugly sounding word.  end

freaking titles

well, first blog post and from here on out i will try to make it everyday cause i really like the idea of blogging. Not just that but i do have a lot to say about pretty much everything, only problem is is that i talk so much about all kinds of crazy shit that i rarely remember much so i believe i may have to carry around a tape recorder just so i can get it all down.  I don't believe that anyone will even want to here my ramblings.