Just another day in the hood
Saturday has come and gone.
As usual it was hard to get out of bed this morning. I made it though. Had my cigarette while I thought about the day. I had to help out with the kids in the morning and then I knew that when the kids went down for a nap that I needed to go into town to pick up some wood pellets for my fireplace and drop off a job application to Menards.
While I was in town I decided to drive around and check out other perspective places to work in case they didn't call me back. Staples hasn't called me back yet either. Earlier today I also did an online application for Subway. I hate looking for a job. It seems like part-time jobs are pretty much just for high school and college kids anymore. What is a 27 year old with a full-time job to do? One of the places that I drove past was Big KMart and unfortunately all I could think of was a time when I was a kid where a bunch of Xians decided to boycott them because they were owned by another company who was a big distributor of porn. KMart didn't sell it so I don't see the point, but oh well, I guess everybody's got to do what they feel is right about those things.
While I was in town I also decided to stop in at a tattoo shop to look at one of the artist's portfolio. I knew that I wasn't going to get anything today...or any time soon for that matter. I just don't have the $$$. A couple of months ago I did get a bit added to an existing tat of mine but that is because I had extra from getting paid from a magazine that I occasionally write for. Sometimes you'll find my work in The Wittenburg Door which bills itself as "The world's pretty much only religious satire magazine." I haven't written much lately. Maybe I am just losing my satirical edge.
Anyways, I like tattoos. They are a very unique form of art. I have been thinking about how I would like to have a 1/2 sleeve of something on my right arm. I already have a lion's head on my left peck, and a cross with a heart on it surrounded by flames on my left shoulder.
My wife and I watch that show on TLC called Miami Ink and dream of taking some kind of anniversary trip down to Miami to get inked by one of those guys.
To me, every tattoo shop has smelled the same. There is always that cigarette smell in the air mixed with the kind of soap that they use to disinfect everything. I kind of like it, but it is also annoying. If I had any real artistic ability I would consider becoming a tattoo artist. Maybe when I win the lottery I could quit my job, take some art classes and then become an apprentice. I guess we'll have to start playing first.
Mood-wise, sometimes I feel like I am doing better and other times I feel like I'm still the same. There were times today that I felt a lot of stress and I just wanted to take a really long nap. I am never suicidal, but there are times that my mind just thinks "I would love to just go to sleep and not wake up." But I know how much that would really suck for my wife and kids and the rest of my family so I am at least able to pray that God would give me another day for their sake.
My wife too is struggling with her emotions. She is currently on Zoloft for post pardem depression. The only difference between her depression and mine is that her's in manifested through anger. On top of that she doesn't feel well. She is fighting a cold; yet somehow we are still able to get along without taking anything from each other personally.
Tonight we watched the movie National Treasure. I had forgotten about how it explores some Masonic themes. I am not one of those conspiracy black chopper kind of guys, but it is interesting how much influence the Masons have had on politics in American history. One time I did kind of "look into" the study of what all they did, but it was probably all biased information that I was getting because it was being given by Christian Conspiracy Theorists. Those guys that you hear on The Prophecy Club hosted by Stan Johnson and his crew out of Kansas. They seem to believe just about anything that sounds even remotely suspicious.
I personally am not threatened by the notion of secret societies. Man is so limited in what he can do, no matter how much power he thinks he posesses. In any case, just look at the Tower of Babel; whether it happened exactly the way the Bible says that it did, the point was that man could not succeed in his intents.
I need to stop typing now. I know that it is only 23:00 but I am tired. My medicine is kicking in.
I hope I have something more interesting to talk about tomorrow.
As usual it was hard to get out of bed this morning. I made it though. Had my cigarette while I thought about the day. I had to help out with the kids in the morning and then I knew that when the kids went down for a nap that I needed to go into town to pick up some wood pellets for my fireplace and drop off a job application to Menards.
While I was in town I decided to drive around and check out other perspective places to work in case they didn't call me back. Staples hasn't called me back yet either. Earlier today I also did an online application for Subway. I hate looking for a job. It seems like part-time jobs are pretty much just for high school and college kids anymore. What is a 27 year old with a full-time job to do? One of the places that I drove past was Big KMart and unfortunately all I could think of was a time when I was a kid where a bunch of Xians decided to boycott them because they were owned by another company who was a big distributor of porn. KMart didn't sell it so I don't see the point, but oh well, I guess everybody's got to do what they feel is right about those things.
While I was in town I also decided to stop in at a tattoo shop to look at one of the artist's portfolio. I knew that I wasn't going to get anything today...or any time soon for that matter. I just don't have the $$$. A couple of months ago I did get a bit added to an existing tat of mine but that is because I had extra from getting paid from a magazine that I occasionally write for. Sometimes you'll find my work in The Wittenburg Door which bills itself as "The world's pretty much only religious satire magazine." I haven't written much lately. Maybe I am just losing my satirical edge.
Anyways, I like tattoos. They are a very unique form of art. I have been thinking about how I would like to have a 1/2 sleeve of something on my right arm. I already have a lion's head on my left peck, and a cross with a heart on it surrounded by flames on my left shoulder.
My wife and I watch that show on TLC called Miami Ink and dream of taking some kind of anniversary trip down to Miami to get inked by one of those guys.
To me, every tattoo shop has smelled the same. There is always that cigarette smell in the air mixed with the kind of soap that they use to disinfect everything. I kind of like it, but it is also annoying. If I had any real artistic ability I would consider becoming a tattoo artist. Maybe when I win the lottery I could quit my job, take some art classes and then become an apprentice. I guess we'll have to start playing first.
Mood-wise, sometimes I feel like I am doing better and other times I feel like I'm still the same. There were times today that I felt a lot of stress and I just wanted to take a really long nap. I am never suicidal, but there are times that my mind just thinks "I would love to just go to sleep and not wake up." But I know how much that would really suck for my wife and kids and the rest of my family so I am at least able to pray that God would give me another day for their sake.
My wife too is struggling with her emotions. She is currently on Zoloft for post pardem depression. The only difference between her depression and mine is that her's in manifested through anger. On top of that she doesn't feel well. She is fighting a cold; yet somehow we are still able to get along without taking anything from each other personally.
Tonight we watched the movie National Treasure. I had forgotten about how it explores some Masonic themes. I am not one of those conspiracy black chopper kind of guys, but it is interesting how much influence the Masons have had on politics in American history. One time I did kind of "look into" the study of what all they did, but it was probably all biased information that I was getting because it was being given by Christian Conspiracy Theorists. Those guys that you hear on The Prophecy Club hosted by Stan Johnson and his crew out of Kansas. They seem to believe just about anything that sounds even remotely suspicious.
I personally am not threatened by the notion of secret societies. Man is so limited in what he can do, no matter how much power he thinks he posesses. In any case, just look at the Tower of Babel; whether it happened exactly the way the Bible says that it did, the point was that man could not succeed in his intents.
I need to stop typing now. I know that it is only 23:00 but I am tired. My medicine is kicking in.
I hope I have something more interesting to talk about tomorrow.
posted by The Raging Paradoxidation at
22:39
2 Comments:
hey, can you send me some of the stuff published in the witenburg? I found the one about the guy not getting political. That reminded me of a dude at CBC in 2004 basically saying that it is a believer's purpose to go vote.
I'll email it to you on Monday if I remember.
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