Survey:
What is the first thought that crosses a women's mind when she see's a man?

This query was brought up today when I was questioned by a coworker if it is true that all men think about sex every minute of the day.
I plainly said, "YES!"
And not with just the pretty ones. But the ugly ones too.
It's not a question of, "Would I really want to?" But more a question of, "I wonder what it would be like?" And when I say, "what it would be like," I mean good, bad, etc...

I'll admit it...YES, if you are a women, I am wondering what it would be like to sleep with you.
And I'll be thinking that right in front of your face.
During the conversation.
While you're approaching me.
And probably as you're walking away if I think it would be a good time.
As a matter fact, I'm thinking about some of you girls right now.
Can I help it?
No!
Why?
Because I'm a man.

My co-workers hate me.
Particularly "D".

Check out my friend Isabella's blog. If only I could write like her!

So I have this planters wart on the bottom of my big toe on my left foot.
I have visions of taking a drill and digging out the bitch from the root.
Is that wrong?

Finally saw Lost in Translation.
It was interesting. Don't know how I feel about it yet. It was good, but I feel Eternal Sunshine has it beat.

Steve's wedding was Friday. I did the best man speech. I think I did it well. I got compliments all night long. That was weird.

I'M A FUCKING LIAR!

Bored and surfing the web.
Gee, look what I found:

Most people lie to others once or twice a day and deceive about 30 people per week.
The average is 7 times per hour if you count all the times people lie to themselves.
Plus, we all lie 30-38% in all our interactions, for example:
•College students lie in 50% of conversations with their mothers.
•10,000,000 people lie to the IRS each year.
•80% of us lie on our resumes.
•70% of all doctors lie to insurance companies.
•100% of dating couples surveyed lied to each other in about a third of their conversations.
•20-30% of middle managers surveyed had written fraudulent internal reports.
•95% of participating college students surveyed were willing to tell at least one lie to a potential employer to win a job, and 41% had already done so.
Conclusion: we are lied to about 200 times each day.

Hell, to be honest...I lie all the fucking time. Ask me how my day is. I'll say fine...but that's a lie. Ask me how my job is. I'll say good...but that's a big fucking lie. Ask me how my love life is. I'll say great...ok, now my nose is about 30 feet long.

RESEARCH:
I've recently started telling the truth to questions like the above. Just to see what happens. For instance: last Friday I went out with friends after work. Tina, Jon and I met with Tina's friend Kristen and her friend Dimitra. Dimitra and I talked for a bit. She asked me about my job. I told her I couldn't stand it. She asked me what else I wanted to do. I told her I had no clue. She asked me what my plans were to fix all this. I said I have no idea.

I don't think she was impressed with my honesty. Of course, I've never impressed the ladies to begin with, so I don't think this new way of thinking will hurt me much.

Feeling funky. Weird dream last night. I can't remember it though. But it was wierd.
I've been on a "waking-up early" streak for about two and a half weeks now. Every morning I wake up between 6:00-6:30 a.m.
My alarm isn't set until 7:20 a.m.
It's kind of annoying.
I'll open my eyes and be wide awake. I'll force myself to fall back asleep since I have a whole hour till I have to be up. But then I have trouble getting up at 7:20.
Maybe I'll just start getting up at 6:15. But that's so early.

When I was an alian, cultures weren't opinions
Gotta find a way, to find a way, when I'm there
Gotta find a way, a better way, I had better wait—Kurt Cobain

It's Friday.
Thank God.
Went to Fat Sam's last night.
It was dead.
Nothing special going on right now.
Need a new job.
Like you haven't heard me say that before.
Tired.
Back to work.

Lately I’ve spent life wearing social ear plugs. Two small, white ear buds preventing me from living a realistic life. Every step is a rhythmic progression forward into a fabricated reality. My eyes guide me, but my mind is dancing to a day dream of unrealistic possibilities. Everyday I slip further and further into my imagination while my iPod causes me to socially disconnect myself from the world. I’m living a fantasy. I don’t even try to make contact with individuals anymore. Why should I? I’ve got a social soundtrack playing in my ears. With playlists tailored to the way I want to live my life for the day. Is this where technology is taking us. Am I amongst the many individuals who spend their days in their minds forgetting reality doesn’t come in mp3 format. My memories are no longer realistic. Did that thought really happen? Or was it my imagination following the beats of a Chemical Brothers single. I can't tell anymore. I think I am finally losing my mind.

Why do women spend hours upon hours shopping, and then come back and spend hours upon hours talking about their shopping experience. WHO CARES!

I'm trying to ad a pop-up alert to this blog, but I can't do it.
I SUCK at HTML!

Today would have been a good day to see "The Passion of the Christ", but I already saw it. Oh well.
Not much planned for the weekend. Have my sister in town. She's at my mom's house. I guess I will go over there sometime this weekend to visit. More than likely Sunday considering it's Easter. I doubt I will go to church with them. I really don't feel like it. They will probably call me and ask for me to go, but I just don't want to. However, I will go over there for lunch. Mmmm...I love home cooked meals.
This entry was pointless.

God bless the good weather.
I had a pleasant walk during lunch today.
It was reather soothing.
I did a lot of thinking, and on the way to nowhere, I got a good idea.
I love when creativity pops up out of no where.
So now, I've got work to do.
I'm just saying...well...I guess I had a good day today.
It's been a while since I've been able to say something like that.
I almost forgot how it felt.
But, it feels kind of nice.

First: check out my friend Yoog's website (it's the link called "xtemporaneous").
I said checkt IT!

Second: I'm working on my own website. Learning HTML. Might take me a while before I'm done, but I'm trying.

Third: starting to get into "1984". The first two chapters were a little slow, but it's getting better.

Fourth: bought soundtrack for Eternal Sunshine of a Spotless Mind. It's just as good as the movie. I think I have a growing infatuation for Kate Winslet. She is gorgeous in this movie.

Fifth: I need to quit fanatsizing and get a real girl friend.

Must go to Best Buy after work and pick up Matrix Revolution.
Also must purchase Eternal Sunshine of a Spotless Mind soundtrack.
I've been feeling dull lately. Yesterday, as I sat in The Corner Bakery eating lunch, I wondered what it would feel like to plummit 30 stories off the top of my building into the ground. What amazed me is, I wasn't concerned on how it would feel, or whether or not I would land on someone else...but rather how shitty it would be to have pictures of my splattered body show up on a website like www.rotton.com. How embarressing!

Some assholes are not cut out for retail. If you don't like people...don't choose customer service as a job you moron! Here's an e-mail from a good friend backing up this pointless babble:

hello there Sergio-
I saw the "wanna talk shit" and had to do it.........how about a blog on how customer service is DEAD ,,,,what the hell happened to work ethics, and the way you treat your customers to get the sale?? I went to AT & T wireless today to get my "new phone" and this f***n' punk who was supposed to be helping me pick out a new one & explain the features is actaully dialing his cellphone & calling his friends right in front of me!! " HELLO little prick....do you see me???" Are you kidding me? The little jerk couldn't figure out how to transfer my phone book  &just told me I would have to do it myself & I didn't even know how to turn the thing on, because he handed it to me & was basiclly kicking me out the door!!!! seriously who raised you??? WOLVES?!?!?!?!? Where is the customer/consumer relationships??? When do you just not give a fuck about your customers anymore AND WHO in their right mind hired this dumbass?!?!?!?! I have been in there before & he has treated me like shit. I wrote a letter to headquarters about him and a year later fuck face is still there.
Now granted I get pretty pissed quite quickly, but I had someone with me who agreed...what the hell happened to customer service!?!?!?!?
Thanks for the vent!

Hey Elmwood...how about an address for this AT&T store. I think I'd like to pay this asshole a visit. Make him really hate customer service.