Down and Out

Well...I'm back! Who knows for how long but here's a small some up of what's been going on in the past two weeks. So foir awhile there me and my lady friend were searching for tiny kittens to brighten up my life in the best of ways because, well let's be honest. Who doesn't think kittens are the cutest god damn things around? After awhile of searching and being let down a few times on her behalf she finally found one that caught her eye that we could actually obtain and bring home. Well about 2 weeks ago we stayed together through the night and woke up on a sunny sunday morning, got in my car, and drove to the middle of the sticks on the search for the new kitten. Alright, now I think I live in the sticks even though we actually have stores like Target and what have you but I mean this IS the sticks. There was not a thing around and we had to drive down so many long roads with no gas stations, food joints, stores, I mean NOTHING. I'm suprised the GPS signal even maintained as far out as we were. We ended up driving down a road big enough for one car made out of gravel for about 10 mins and finding the house where the kitten was and may I just say, it was completley worth it. After what looked like a drug deal of Kellers getting ahold of the kitten and very slyly pulling the money she had placed in her pocket out and handing it over we now had a kitten. We had a small delay on a name for the little guy but after watching him climb all over the place and us in the car it struck me out of nowhere. This kitten will now be deamed Hedwig....yes just like the fucking owl from 'Harry Potter' don't judge me. His eyes are huge and reminded me of an owl so that's what I came up with. We both like the name though so it has to be perfect. I'm so glad me and Kelley are like minded because Idk anyone else who would've instatnly been so happy over that name choice. (true love?) Anyways, Kelley took many pictures of the kitten as it is our love child and you can truley tell that she adores the little guy as do I. He's a perfect birthday gift even though my birthday is in July but i'm glad we got him early because he's been keeping me alot of company.

Besides that all I've been doing is working and sitting alone and making stencils and patches and cross stitching. Pretty good times to me. It keeps me very occupied and keeps me from realizing how much time has passed which is usually hours and hours but it makes me happy. I think my next step is to build a screen print and start mass producing patches and then taking them to Emeror Tattoo where I get tattooed and selling them and maybe start carrying my back pack with me and walking around finding people who want some.

Out with the new, in with the old

I've been "waking up" in very odd moods latley, by "waking up" I mean I don't really sleep but that's not the point. Something has come over me where all I want to do now is be content with myself, I've been working out alot and started skating again, and trying to start a new band, and find a nice bartending job to take up every second of my life. I don't want to sit around and be doing nothing anymore, it's not sitting well with me at all.The day befor yesterday I got my leg tattooed which makes me very happy, It's one of the last outlines I have left that needed color and it feels so good to see it in an amazing new way, I think I'm going to start going to Zack and getting him to redo all of my work into the way he did this one which is a more Derek Noble styled way of coloring, lots of flat colors to make the bright colors stand out so much more. He said he'd love to redo them all so once I start working that's my goal. here's a not very clear or good picture of it.

 Yesterday I spent part of the day with Kelley and then took her home and went to look for even more patch making materials and get ready for my night. I've found that since I keep cutting my shirts up to make them into a style that I like that if I keep the sleeves I can use them to make patches galore and it prevents me from having to buy material for the most part which is a nice way to save some money and keep me active. After I got my stuff I went home and got ready and went downtown to see the WWE Smackdown event that was in town (watch it Friday at 7 on SYFY, maybe you'll see me) and got in my car with my stepbrother and drove my little car to the big city. Upon arriving and searching for parking for 30 mins (i'm not about to pay to park...HELL NO!) I wandered to Riverfront to see that it had been flooded again which is odd since it hasn't rained in a few days and it's rediculously hot outside and just stared as my stepbrother worked his way to the arena. There's something latley about the city that when I just stop and look around I get very happy and sad, everything just seems to be changing and I don't really like it. Personally I think it's just thoughts running thru my head non-stop about my life that are dragging me down but what can I do about it? Anyways I finally made my way to the arena and took my seat which was amazingly close and with a perfect direct view of the entrance ramp and ring which made me stoked beyond belief! It was an amazing night of bodily harm and abuse, I was very shocked at the size of some of these guys and amazing females that do this for a living, like damn! One of the fellows is a staggering 7'3 and his hands in a fist are the size of my head...which is rather large and not from an ego. The females just barley came below my height and probably could beat the living shit out of me without hesitation because they were so in shape, it's quite amazing how much you can tell they love their jobs and hopefully one day I'll be able to bask in the joy of waking up everyday and going to a place of buisness that lights my world up, maybe I'll meet people too which would rule. I'm not into the idea of just because I'm 21 everyone wants to hangout again, if you have to sit in a bar to want to see me I DON'T NEED YOU. I want people in my life that actually want to see me and actually will love me and not only want to be around me drunk, that's not cool. I'm the kind of person unfortunatley who treats people how they treat me (keep that in mind.) If you act unhappy to see me or bored when you're with me or like you don't want to talk I do the exact same thing...makes sense right? Anyways I'm not going to waste your valuable time so you can read about those people. This weekend alot of my friends are coming in from KY and I'm trying to set up plans to spend the time with them but it's tricky at the moment because they don't know where they're staying yet (typical) but it'll be a rad time hanging out at the Lone Wolf Tattoo Convention and catching up while hanging out and checking all the work out. Here's some of the shirts I've made.

Sadly I must report this will be my last blog for awhile seeing as how no one really reads them anyways I don't think. I actually have noticed no one has even read the last few I wrote so see ya' later no ones and I'll try again in a few weeks/months.

Where eagles dare

Yesterday was quite an eventful day I tell ya', it started off at about 12:30ish a.m. getting a call from Kelley because someone had woken her from her sleep and talking for about two and a half hours, I feel so terrible when she gets woken up because she doesn't sleep well as it is and when you wake her up she can not fall back asleep forever. It was such a nice phone call, I love her and talking to her more than anything, she truly makes me the happiest ever. After our long talk I tried to go to sleep...2 and a half hours later I finally succeded to get sleep for about 5 hours and woke up to text my love. She had this idea to go downtown and posted a status update inviting whoever dare to spend long akward times with us to join and...what? Holy fucking shit someone decided to give it a shot?!?! We'll talk about that soon but first I must finish with the rest of the day. So about noon I started getting restless and went to look for awesome fabric pens to make patches and found some...for $8? Hell no I won't pay that right now, maybe if I ever start working. Well after that I went back home for a short period and tryed to spend time with my stepbrother seeing as how if Dale and Brennon from "STEPBROTHERS" got along we should too probably and it was pretty ok, we played video games for awhile (which I suck at...I'm not a normal male apparently) and then he asked if I could give him a ride to the skatepark when I went downtown  which I agreed to seeing as it would get me back out of the house earlier. I went in my room after this short conversation and sloppily put clothes on and then went out the door on my way to the lovley city of Nashville. I dropped him off at the skatepark after a short 30 min drive that I figured would take way longer and stood and watched for a moment and then went back to my car to sit (4:30) and wait for my love to get off of work and brighten my day up with many smiles and much mooshiness and ended up getting restless again and wandering to the liqour store to get us treats for our walk around downtown. The things you see in Madison, TN on Gallatin Road are rediculous, in the amount of time I sat there I saw people almost get hit by cars and some random black man wearing an Angry Birds shirt which made me happy while I sat in the parking lot smoking and waiting, smoking and waiting, smoking and waiting...on a side note, latley cigarettes have been tasting like raw fuel to me and I'm looking into buying nicotine patches to quit, they truley suck. Anyways I satg there until about 5:45 thinking Kelley would be home and ready to leave so I drove to her house going the longest way and actually obeying the speedlimit just to try to give her more time and guess what...her work fucked her over and made her stay late so I beat her home. She got ready and we left and went to walk around downtown and have snacks and one more side note I saw 2 Ferraris driving on Broadway which always makes me envious, what kind of wonderful job do these people have that they can afford these luxury, sexy cars??? Ok ok ok, back on subject, I poured our drinks which were quite tasty and we started out on our adventure to walk around downtown which we always do. We wondered for awhile and did our usual "no, I don't have any money" rounds with the homeless and walked the strip until we saw a girl chasing a boy down the street screaming things such as "you're just mad because I don't fuck you anymore" and "Why you be walking away from me" and "get the fuck away from me you tramp" so what did we do? We followed them duhhh! We ended up trying to find a seat to watch our new friends hahaha of course, we're so nosey. By the time they got out of sight another homless man wandered up to us and started speaking of his wife and rambling...Idk about what anymore because I can't remember but it got me so sidetracked that after I gave him change (that never happens) I threw my cup away...why the fuck did I do that? Bummer. Well here we go, the cops are out full swing and me and Kelley are on our way to meet our new daring companion and lead him on a trip to boredom, and that's exactly what we did. We wandered around in silence most of the time and when I did talk it was mainly to Kelley because I just genuinley don't like meeting people anymore, I just feel so akward and unappealing all the time. But that's really all we did was just wander and show this poor kid how lame we really are, maybe next time...if there is a next time we can just drink and walk and it'll be more fun. Oh goodness I feel like Kelley and Tyler and Sara will be the only friends I have for the rest of my life. Hm, I think I might be ok with that though, friends are overrated right? After I took my love home which always makes me sad I went to get my stepbrother from the skatepark and watched him for a few seconds and of course I walk in and sit down and he feels the need to try to show off, (just to inform I used to skateboard and try to teach him stuff when he needs help) and goes to try to boardslide a rail and busts his ass about 4 times and walks up to me and says "I'm not leaving until I get this" OHHHHH HOW WRONG YOU WERE! Right after he shows a sign of confidence he goes for it one more time, almost makes it AND....falls and busts his ass. Ok, now I know how this feels and it sucks, this is one of those sports where it's all about determination and having no fear or worry about consequences but you have to be able to accept the results whether good or bad which he can't seem to do. Well here is my stepbrother now rolling around on the ground crying and all I can think about is how I'm going to have to figure out how to carry him out and call my mom and explain what happened...at 12 at night. Well after I got him in and out of the car carrying him how I do Kelley when I'm being silly and acting like we're married I went to sleep from being exhausted. Trent just went to the doctor and we found out he tore his main tendon in his ankle...well shit, we def don't have money for that but it happens, poor kid it has to suck. Anyways tomorrow Kelley and I will be drinking again after I get my leg tattooed so I'm sure I'll have another boring, long, rambling blog in a few days. Don't break a leg or tear an ankle.

Sun, Oh beautiful sun

I don't have much to say on this website ever....or any website really for that matter but I'm trying to give ya' something to read at 5 in the morning. So Cinco de Mayo, ahhh the one of many excuses to drink and try to party on a weekday without being judged. I must say the hispanics know 2 things really well, food and partying/ holidays done right. I spent much of yesterday sitting around being bored asking for companionship and when I finally got sick of that went out to this awesome little mexican place by my house and sat at the bar and drank margaritas for a good..hm idk 2 hours? Now in this amount of time I consumed probably about 3 $2 margaritas that were on sale which is the absolute only reason I got them in the first place, but it was totally worth it! While sitting at the bar some random lady came up to me and started talking to me because she suddenly realized who I was from one of these stupid waste of time social networks and became quite intrigued I knew Kelley (you're Twitter famous or Facebook famous Boo!) and continued to ask the same run of the mill questions about the 2 of us as everyone else, which I didn't mind since I'm so used to answering them anyways and have the answers memorized like I'll get shot if I don't. The one thing she asked me that suprised me was (once again not really because everyone always asks the same thing) why we weren't drinking together on Cinco De Mayo which I simply just said "because" and left it at that, but she then asked the story of our lives which I very simply responded with a "it's a long story" and moved on, I really hate being asked things like that mainly because I really don't understand why anyone cares and I don't think I need to state the obvious over and fucking over to every person on earth. Well after 2 hours at the bar I wandered home for about an hour and when my mom came home went right back to the same bar I had just left because apparently she wanted to get some Margaritas too, but I changed to a more simple Jack and Coke (only because my mom still had owed me a drink from when I turned 21) seeing as how it's been so long since I've had my poison of choice, I wish I could've got it minus the ice and coke but that cost extra because for some reason bars must know if you want it straight you want alot of it, well we sat there for about an hour and I only had the one drink considering I think I had enough of the others and went home...well they did, I wandered to the park and walked around by my lonesome until it got boring and drove home to sit in silence all night with texts from random people that I really didn't care to much to talk to until I couldn't stand it anymore. On the bright side it's the weekend tomorrow so now I have to find somethings for me and Kelley to do if we end up spending time together with it being Mother's Day and all, I'd like to go play in the river and drink 40's or stronger booze, just whatever reallyto hold me until Tuesday where I'll be watching WWE at BRidgestone as it comes thru town, there's nothing more pleasing then watching people get their bodies destroyed for the purpose of entertainment. Welp, see ya' later go have fun and smash something (without a tail).

The great american progress

Alright so latley there's been 2 things on my mind constatnly one of which is getting tattooed and the other is customizing clothes. I get tattooed more than the normal individual and probably shouldn't be so concerned with getting work done all the time but I can't help it, this is one of my ways to be happy and myself and I have sooo many ideas that I want to get immortalized on my body and I don't like to wait. I have so many areas that I have planned out and cannot be happy until they are complete such as my ribs, traps, upper stomach, and back. I also have some awesome ideas for my legs I would like to get done but those seem to be the hardest to get my friends excited enough for to draw or do. With that being said I told myself I would not get any more work on the rest of my body until my chest is done which it almost is i'm just antsy and seeing blank canvas where I picture large pieces of art... bummer. ANYWAYS...
    The other is clothes customization which I have been doing non-stop latley. I have now turned 8 shirts into either V-Necks or V-Neck tank tops and am obsessed! I will def post pics soon to show you what I've been up to. Anyways to continue, I just bought 2 denim jackets on sale for super cheap that I'm going to full out transform with back patches and random imagery which i have to cut stencils for and buy patch cloth and latex paint so I can make them the right way. I'm also planning on lining the insides of the jackets with leopard print cloth and plaid cloth possibly if I can find the right kind, oh man, oh man I'm gonna be busy. i also promised Kell that I'd line the inside of hers when I get the material. Of course I'm going to practice all of this on a random jacket I don't wear first before going all out and ruining a nice jacket. I also want to add zippers in the sleeves so when I get warm (which I do alot) I can just unzip the sleeve as opposed to rolling the sleeves up and stretaching them. Anyways, there will be many blogs and pics coming soon of the stencil process of these undergoings I'm taking on, I'll prolly start tonight if Kell isn't coming over to grace me with her presence...well actually I might start regardless and see what else she wants on her jacket and start making everything for it also. GOD DAMN!

ATTITUDE

Alright, it's been a few days since I've posted but I don't really have anything to say so I suppose I'm just going to talk?! I graduated bartending school on Monday and have since then been doing absolutley nothing. I'm beyond ready to start work and had a job interview yesterday but am now waiting for a call regarding my employment status. Ugh, everytime. Honestly I think I'm just ready to be out of the house, I've been here all week alone and studying just to keep up with my drink recepies but I'd like to be able to go do something sometimes, even if it's just a walk around the park. I know what you're thinking, "why not just go?" well mainly that's because I live in a crappy town far from my beloved Nashville and to drive out there to walk alone while unemployed would be a waste of gas and money. I've also been thinking about how rarley I see my Kelley now and in a way it's not baddd because I hate being at my house so I imagine she'd rather not be here either but I still love having her next to me all night and when I wake up, or just sitting around being dumbasses like we always do after we get a few drinks under our belts.
   I definitley believe that my first priority upon working will be to move out, maybe I can haggle with the owner and get away from down payments and just move in immediatley and actually be happy, I need some alone space and a place for me and her to act natural and yell and be drunk as hell and laugh and be awesome. Honestly....the real reason I want to move so bad is the people I'm living with. I'm not one to ever really talk about my feelings mainly because people have worries of their own and I feel like talking about mine is just adding more shit to their pile but GOD DAMN, I don't remember the last time my "mother" and I have gotten along at all, it's always an argument about some kind of petty dumb bullshit, or yelling, or me being a burdon. I try to not care but for goodness sake I'm your son. I'm actually going to just sum this up quickly, I don't really talk to anyone in my family other than my grandparents so there's no need for me to be here I don't think.
   Besides all that, everything is ok I guess..... at least I get tattooed Monday and my chest will be closer to being completley finished if not all the way done. I think I've decided I'm going to move and save alot of money and then hopefully take a beach trip for about a week....goodness that would rule. Me on a beach not caring about anything or anyone except sand and water hopefully with that rad lady I know, sounds like perfection.

My life for hire

Well, I've been in bartending school for 2 weeks now and it's fastly coming to an end, I've had a non-stop headache from memorizing drinks over this amount of time mainly because I'm way out of the swing of going to school and having to memorize things but I passed my midterm with a perfect score and can now make Highballs, Cream Drinks, 2oz cocktails, mocktails, tall drinks, Martinis, Manhattans, bombs, wine cocktails, beer variations, shooters and tomorrow I will learn Cafe' drinks. Hopefully this means I'll be out working soon and meeting new people and making good money and being happy in my new career. Anyways other than that my life has been boring, school and studying and occasionally seeing Kelley. Busy times, here's a picture, do I look tired? Yea I thought so.