nice white sheets

So yeah

here we go, time to pick on squid! or hear how pitiful i am

With my job comes this wacky work and sleep schedule!
i work 7 to 7 swing shifts,

meaning i work either 7am to 7pm or 7pm to 7am
nights or days per say. and i work them at 3 to 4 to 5 day wacks,
this week monday, tuesday, wednesday, thursday, nights, 7pm to 7am
and then i get friday sat off and then back sunday nights.

anywas, you get the point... most people say
"UGgg how do you do it?"

or

"How do you deal with time change, and sleeping and all that stuff"

I end up doing alot of 36 hour days, meaning staying up for 36 hours at a wack, and then crashing for 14 to 18 hours
or on my days off sleep till 12 or later (usually till 2 or 3pm)

yes i REALLY enjoy my sleep when i get it, thats why i get reallllllly pissed when i woken by the phone, mailman, fedex or ups guy or the singing neighbor!

but thats not the sad part. looking through other people's blogs i see pics of people in bed sleeping in nice white sheets and fluffy pillows and big beds

and i go home to a.....

twin bed
bottom sheet
sleeping bag
pillow and a cat

who usually takes up 2/3rds of the bed

now while you ask,

why the fuck does he sleep in a sleeping bag. thats kinda easily expained,

i like it. and i got a DAMN nice sleeping bag!!!! even the cat likes it! the x girl friend didnt know what to think of it, but she never compained of me hogging the covers, i had my own HAHAHAHHAHAHA...... yeah shes gone,


anyways, yeah twin bed...

so i moved in and i didnt have a bed, then my parents showed up the next day with.... my old bed from my partents house. they had plans for my room and my bed was not part of it. and when living in the appartment before my current one, i was living with grunt, and he had a bed i used. so i had no need for a bed

so that explains the bed

and now lack of sheets and blankets and all that lovely fluffy shit

and my answer
sad sad sad lonely answer

i have no girl frined, no reason to impress, no reason to brake out the sheets, pillows, fluffy blankets and other crap
no reason to get them dirty and do the laundry more often!

sad yes i know, but my big black furry pussy (my cat) does not complain!

appreciate

well as moose said it, i decided to make a list,

what i appreciate at this moment
and since vertrans day was a coupledays ago... or today... or hum... yeah....

anyways, we have lots to thank for and appreciate in life due to people protecting our freedom!

so here it goes

i appreciate being able to ride my bike when ever i feel like it
i appreciate the ocean and everything below it
i appreciate my friends and family
i appreciate my job
i appreciate the people i work with
i appreciate the ultimate team i help coach
i appreciate the people who make the music i lisen to
i appreciate that people listen to me (sometimes)
i appreciate my roommate who is almost never there but pays 1/2 rent all the time
i appreciate the blogs i read
i appreciate sleep
i appreciate November (my cat)

and thats about it for now
squid out

Evolution 2

So hi people in computerland
long time no see... wait i never see you
THANK GOD, i got a face for radio...
more like the nerves for radio... i mean internet,
stage fright... (shivers)

anyways, so one time i spoke of evolution and how i am becomming a hick...
GOD DAMN IT I DONT WANT TO CHANGE
i use to be a nice city boy, and still am
more of a geek or nerd,

immagine, try hard sorry no pics for you to look at
a comic book reading bicycling commuting, engineer with a few tattoos (3) hat wearing (all the god damn time) tee shirt and jeans, puma sneakers and eats weird food!

thats me! in a nut shell, other than my huge intrest in SCUBA (im a materdiver (GEEK)) bike riding, and anything that gets my hands dirty (working on engines, bikes, dive gear... and so on) coaching ultimate frisbee and going to friends houses once a week to play board games (not your average board game of candy land, i mean like really geeky nerdy ones like (this is going to get me in trouble) the devon games.

so yeah, i am a self proclaimed nerd/geek that cant spell worth a fuck (and dont really care that much either) that still tries hard to fit into the main stream! the way i do that is I listen to a large type of music but end up listening to pop and enjoying it (shivers) god damn nelly furtado,

anyways, my evolution stage two!

here in good old St Johnsbury, in the great state of the vermont (pronounced vEERRmont) i live in the land of the hick! A land of lonely people traped in a world of hunting 4 legged animals year round, in the summer it is dirt bikes and beer, shitless grocery shopping and late night domestic disterbances. in the winter it is snow mobieling drunken speed chases where the cops have thier own snow machines and again late night shirtless beer drinking in the snow!

camo pants shirts and hats are always in fashion, and if you wear something that might say different or make fun of nascar, you will be strung up by your unspoken parts inthe town square

Where the northern "southern" accent and broken english is the norm and a college degree is a GED at the age of 50, a good job is at walmart and budwiser is the most expensive drink at the bar. i find my self lost

So... slowly trying to resist this "norm" i find my self at the supermarket, at the deli counter, ordering the ceaser pasta salad and vegi egg rolls, searching for peta pockets to mix it all up and make some supper. and then i look down!

SHIT, im out of the house in work cloths, i didnt go home and change and then go out! SHIT I LOOK LIKE THEM

I am wearing my 16" engieer boots, steel toe and shank, full black leather and oh so trendy (aka shit kickers) my dirty stained jeans, knees are black from grease, and pockets lined in black from fishing crap out of them with dirty hands. My grey tee shirt is grey because of age and drit use to be white, and not have holes in it due to acid splashes in the lab and my base ball cap is a ditry white and blue trucker cap that looks like it went "mudden" with the buddies!

I LOOK LIKE A FICKEN HICK, shit, and there is an atractive girl at the chek out counter, i would have made a swift move, but no in my shame of looking like a local that made 7.50 and hour. i decided to run away with my tail between my legs!

What have i become?! i got to move or start doing the things that make me stand out again!

I mean i ride a track bike for gods sake, i scuba dive, i went to college and graduated with a degree in engineering. I make enough money to support a family of 4 and im single (THANK GOD), I ski, rock climb, and play ultimate frisbee.

Good thing i got home, i went into the appartment and made my self feel better by drinking Magic hat, eating my hippy supper and e-mailing on my Mac power book while downloading the latest episode of lost and watching Anime, all while talking on my cell phone to a friend. sigh,

then i got into bed under my sleeping bag.... um.... you didnt read that, i dont sleep in a sleeping bag in my own bed! FUCK
and dreamed about better days when i lived in the city!

then woke up late for work (and its saturday)

Yes THAT sick

So other than growing my hair out longer.... than normal

"how long squid?"
enough to pull!!!1 UGGG

anyways, so last week i was sicker than a dog, i mean when i get sick i get SICK. not realy pukey, nasty smelly ungodly pile of crap sick

i get wicked head cold, living in pea soup cant think wonder where i am, take tomany drugs and get really wacky dreams sick

so last week i was sick, and i still went to work, my boss said when i puke in the trash can i can go home. I didnt get to go home!

The week before i was fixing a bike at work and took some tools too and from home in a plastic shopping bag. that shopping bag (still in the front seat of the truck) got confused with my lunch bag one day, and when i wet to get lunch out of the fridge at work, i found my tools!

to my surprise, allenkeys taste kinda good! (dont know what an allenkey is... call me and i will hit you with a 15mm wrench)

anyways, the guys decided that, me being sick as a dog, confusing my lunch bag and tool bag and putting my tools in the fridge was the best thing since steam was created!

and me bing sick as a dog, and on the edge of bing squid and an ass, i decided it was time to cross the line. AND I GOT THEM ALL SICK

HAHAHAHA dont mess with the sick kid, he always has the last laugh... couhgcough


squid out

The Little Fucker Burps

SO yeah, today novemer, is going to the vet
and this means a couple things

his calm cool colecive'ness goes right out the window,

he goes in the, i know nothing is wrong, but my going to sweat out my paws like a nervious teanager and im going to make damn sure you know i dont like this.

last year while trying to get dumbbutt into the cat carrier i got scratched, peed and pooped on. in the end he got wrapped up in a sheet, tossed in the carrier and we were late to the vet, (whitch is not even 50 yeards down the street)

but for being a cat that is soo cool, i cant blame him, i mean who really wants to go to the doc's right?

anyways, so im watchen the cat waiting and planning my move when i see him sit up, look at me and "bbbBBUUURRRPPPppp"

no shit, he burped, and it was vocal, he looked at me, layed back down and that was that.

and thats not all, my cat also farts (mostly when he eats thai food) and he likes to hold conversations with you, (just ask short round) and when you are done petting him, he wants to pet you back (i keep telling him its a "one way street")


shortround thinks he is me just in a cats body! he's lazy, eats alot but not often, likes to play, sleeps all day, up all night, and likes bad music! I mean thats me in a nut shell!

the list for the day

List of things to do for the day
By Squid

1, wake up at the tone of the alarm at 0900 (long weekend)
2, say fuck that get up shut it off, get back into bed, look at November and say, yeah we get to sleep in
3 sleep till 1030 when the phone rights, and again fuck that im not getting it!
4 get guilty and get up and look to see who called
5 pee
6 stand and think
7 done with that for the day
8 check the apple for mail, whos on im and read some blogs
9 decided you need to do some arrons
10 go get a shirt
11 pick at the scab on your leg, then try and stop the bleeding
12 look at hair in the mirror and decided you can wear a hat for the whole day
13 cut finger nails to prevent picking of scab
14 write this list
15 write some checks
16 ride to post office
17 ride to nappa to pick up ordered item for bike
18 decide what to do from then

18 things to do and I am still on 14…. Damn

I'm THE BIG WEEEAANNERRRR

SO hi all
squid here

I am working nights, and when i work nights, i wake up between 200 and 500pm inthe anfternoon and decided what im going to do before i leave for work at 600pm. Today like most days i decided to take the bike and go get a snack and supper for the night.

so i rode to bagle depo and when i got there, when i was leaning my new track bike against a piller three anying children started to make lots of noise and decided it was a great idea to run around me screaming in terror about a bee. Not that i have a short tempor when i wake up. but i do!

so now im grubling when i get in the depo to get my bagle, and standing in line, i got cut, TWICE... i mean what the FUCK!

then on the ride home, i almost get side swiped by a car that got too close cuz he decided he wanted to pass me when a 18 wheeler was comming the other way! FUCKERS, that is the third time this week i have been almost hit by a car! this is really retarted

and here we go to top it all off, to get me going i mean really going

finally i get on my street, and i am riden home when the stupid punk spoiled boy on my streed see's me on my new bike and decided he needs to ask me questions and keep talking when i ignore him!

i was riden home and he rides up next to me

dumbasskid "is that a new bike"
squid "yes"
DAK "can you do a wheely on it"
squid "i dont want to"
DAK "can you do a skid"
squid "you do one"
DAK "ok lets see if you can top this"

and the little fucker skids 5 feet

and he wants me to skid on a track bike.... MMUUUAAHAHAHAHAHA get ready you little puke here comes the skid that will put you to shame for the rest of your life.

squid "you stay right here"

so i circled around, rode to the end of the street, came back with some speed and locked up my legs leaned way over the bars and BOOM

i made a 35-40 food "in your face you little punk ass kid leave me alone and go home to mama fuck head" skid

DAK "wow......."

squid "yep......" and i got off the bike walked in the house and ate my bagle

I hate mondays
squid out