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Late Night Sleep Tight

Well,

I've been studying for my Spanish exam tomorrow.  I'm very exhausted but, because of this little 20mg upper I'm still not asleep.  I'm starting to love these little pills called Aderoll, it's almost like cheating except the fact it's not unethical.  Example:  Thanks to Aderoll I typed a 30 page paper (including research) in two days and received an A on it.  Pretty cool eh?  I think so.

Hopefully I'll be in Cleveland tomorrow to see the Misfits at Peabody's (thanks to the free tickets my magazine supplies me)  I don't think it will ever get old writing for these guys.  In fact, I fancy myself making a career out of it one day.  But until then, it's just the uppers and senseless amounts of nonsleep. 

Chao.

The Waitress (A Rant)

First, let me begin by letting everybody know that I DO NOT discriminate between religions... I hate them all (except the eastern religions, there seems to be some kind of truth and honesty  to it)

I have had my fill of religious texts, religious television, religious websites and religious propaganda.  I don't dislike you... I just think some of you are fucking crazy that's all.

Like my waitress yesterday evening.  I'll just call her... Mary.  Mary started off being a great waitress then quickly fell into the chasm of terrible ways to be professional and frankly socially aware.

Story:

Mary comes to the table and complements my dates dress and her breast size.  Cool.  That's completely cool.  Look at my date's boobs I don't mind, seriously I encourage it.  They're quite the attention getters.  Anyways, Mary then tells us that she prayed to God for big boobs.  Ok now let's hold on here for just one second...  God isn't a genie... he doesn't grant you 3 wishes.  At least that's what I've learned from studying the New and Old Testament.  If God was a genie and granted wishes... I would pray on a daily basis.

So Mary still has me at this point though, I forgive her for mentioning God...maybe Mary has had an interesting day.  She concludes the comment with "instead of giving me bigger boobs God just made me pregnant, he works in crazy ways doesn't he?".  Alright Mary, you're still on my good side at this point.  Seriously, I forgive you.  Please, just get my water with a lemon before you call forth heavenly angels.

Religion, in my opinion, serves a very important function in society.  It doesn't serve shit at my dinner table in a sports bar...sorry.

Mary comes back, takes our order than tells us that, "I was once very troubled, into drugs and alcohol and God saved me.  I said the sinner's prayer and was saved.  You should say the sinner's prayer with me or you'll goto Hell for eternity and trust me, eternity is a long time".  Mary, thank you for you're concern, really I appreciate it but, I know eternity is a long time and no I do not want to pray with you.  In fact, I think hell would be alot better than the uncomfortable position you have put me and my date in on this wonderful evening.  Why isn't this type of situation considered sin?  I know one of the 10 commandments is Thou Shallest not Pray to Any other Gods.  Why can't a commandment be Thou Shallest not Push me onto others who do not pray for me?

Why is coveting your neighbors goods a sin and covering my mashed potatoes with God gravy not?  Seriously Mary I'm sure you meant well but if you want to keep receiving that 20% tip I left you so you wouldn't curse me then I suggest you quit with the God stuff.

I wonder if Jesus was a good tipper?

Thanks

Or rather, the evolution of The American Dream.

Every journey needs a purpose right?  Well I think every journey needs a purpose, it just seems logical.  So this trip coming up needs a purpose.  I've decided on something very close to home, controversial, interesting, engaging and all around fantastic:  The Death and Resurrection of the American Dream.  Here is the premise, while I travel the country side no doubt meeting colorful people from all different walks of life I'm going to keep a journal (possibly a vlog) of the experiences and how people have changed their daily lives in the past 8 years.  Of course I'll be putting my own spin on things and for journalistic reasons I'll start doing research on the areas I'll be visiting as soon as I can.  Chances are I'll be doing quite a bit of reading before I leave.

My blog will be the main outlet for my writings and whatnot including the video feeds.  I'm planning on 3-4 times a week updating my location (assuming the Internet is reliable where I happen to be at any given time or I may just subscribe to a satellite Internet service). 

This may seem a bit vague, a bit convoluted a bit...idealistic, romantic, crazy, absurd, dangerous and half a dozen other adjectives but, this is what I need to be doing.  I've got the bug and I need to leave.  I'm not leaving responsibility behind oh no, I plan on paying my bills ahead of time or while I'm gone.  I'll take up some small jobs if need be.  I have bartending experience I should be able to get a job anywhere.

As I type this I'm sitting in a laundry mat.  My clothes keep endlessly spinning in circles trying to outrace all the grease and dirt that is mixed in with the gray laundry water.  Sometimes it just seems like a losing battle folks.  No matter how much we run it's always in circles and we're always being chased by the sins of our past and the errors of our ways.