Blogging is to Journaling as Pocket Pussy is to...

You decide for yourself.

I read a lot of people's blogs that I don't know. Some are very boring and others are quite interesting. Peope tend to write about nothing. They also write a lot of sadness and negativity. I wish I had the capability to add pictures to my blog myself. I have no personal PC so it makes it quite difficult. The way our network is set up here I cannot download my software from my camera onto my computer. It is beautiful here in a lot of places. I was at the beach last weekend and the waves were actually big. Maybe 6-7 feet high. It was so pretty...probably because I am not used to seeing it. I want to put a picture of Kathi and Patrice, it is Patrice's birthday on Tuesday I think. Big 4-0. Her boyfriend took her to the mall and bought her $500 worth of clothes. He looks like a fag, though. I think he is...he was checking me out. If he isn't gay, he is the most gay looking straight guy I have ever seen. I mean he had the gestures, body language and physical appearance down. He even had 90210 side-burns...lol.

So anyway
I read Aaron's blog every day I am at work. It is normally the first thing I do in the morning. They are pretty much always interesting. He make me miss him and Tyler...all our people there. He is a living legend. At least he was when I was there. I would like to see how it is now. If the name stuck and people hear about this person named "That Guy". Crazyness. Aaron is probably one of the most fun bitchy people you would ever meet. He is quite intelligent, can handle his alcohol and has self restraint. A good combination. Plus he used to get these bad ass hair cuts. Man his hair was stylish. I used to go over to his apartment after class and wake him up. I would jump on the bed and be as loud and annoying as possible...imagine that. He would lay there in bed while I looked at porn and checked my e-mail on his computer. Eventually he would get up and shower and we would go eat or something. He was always there for me. He would listen when shit went down and he would help me think rationally. Like we always tell each other...we are the ones who will shoot each other straight. We don't sugar coat everything to make each other feel better. If I am feeling like shit and want his support on something he doesn't agree with he will tell me to stop being a bitch and put me in check. Same for me. Like when he started dating LinZd, I didn't mind being a 3rd wheel with them and LinZ treated me well. Fair enough. I was his only friend who instead of bitching about him spending too much time with LinZ acted positively and went to do things with them. If you can't beat them, join 'em. I think the thing that bothers me is that I have so many good memories of fun or cool stuff that I have done that it seems like my life is just normal now...boring. In high school we did so much fun stuff and in JuCo, oh man we lit that place up, in Tyler we had keg party after keg party and skipped study hall and played video games. I remember Stan doing the flying squirrel onto a matress in the living room in the middle of a party and when he was rapping with JA and JB and he said the "N" word. That was funny. I have no one here to do that with. My most fun time in Florida would have to be......going to Daytona Beach with some people I hardly knew. It took me a while to think of that. I just need my friends and Fam. Deuces.