This week has kinda sucked...

Car accident, search warrant, almost broke my finger, ipod dies, phone dies, today I f*cked up my knee. Bring it on, I'm still here and kicking. Hopefully it can only get better.

Recap of the past few days.

Paczki Day, horrible start great ending. I almost die in the morning in a nice accident on the highway to getting a few drinks and having fun in the afternoon into night. Unless you have experienced paczki day in Hamtramck you have nothing to talk about. So the almost dying part means spinning out on the highway and hitting the wall, thanks MI roads and your lack of salting!

So well that's not how the week started, on Monday it was a great day off from work to celebrating a friend's birthday at his bar. (how my liver is going to survive the rest of the week is beyond me) But his party was fun, and I can't remember a single time where I had an empty drink, great service from great staff having a great time with some truly fantastic people. So get home about 2:30, up by 6 to go start the paczki delivery system, after the second to last stop is where I had my adventure. But enough of that Paczki Day was fun as always and I swear I was sober the entire day ;-), I swear! The video of me dancing is of me sober, I dance like a drunk white guy when sober too so you have no basis in your argument.

I have to get up early the next day for an appointment with a doctor, but the joy is I get to sleep in on Thursday morning, and that's when the phone rang early. FML! I cannot blame my friend but today was not the day I wanted to go on a pre-dawn photo shoot, any other week I would love to go, but all it means is that I got an early start to the day and am completely running on fumes right now. But there is still a few days left in this week, and even though I almost broke my finger at work today, I really do want to see what else can happen this week.

Have fun everyone, remember life is short live without regrets.

Anger is my motivation

To the guy who looked at my photos a few months ago and told me in not so many words they sucked F*CK You, and thank you. It was you who made me go out and hone my "skills," it was you who led me to go take pictures of anything and everything. It was your stupid little words that were in the back of my head every time I took a photo. I realized I needed to improve and your damn "talk" did it for me. Failure is not an option for me, and because of who I am I will make damn sure to prove you wrong if you tell me I can't do something. I will do everything humanly possible to prove you wrong if you tell me I will fail. There is no real reason for this post other than to vent and remember me going through my photos with a prick who told me I'll never get anywhere with my photography. Now I have two offers for exhibits an invitation to join an art collective and having a hell of a time doing what I'm doing. So to you good sir who said I would fail thank you for the motivation I needed to prove you wrong.

Numbers apparently don't lie

So since I started to do more actual blogging and talking about myself the number of visitors has gone up...that's a little weird to me. I've said it before that I've lead a crazy few months up until now, and that's not only due to the opposite sex, but it is part of the reason. I'm taking a break from something else now, not only am I on hiatus from school, but from women right now too. One breaks my heart, one throws a plate at my head, some don't know my real name, and then there was the second to most recent one.

So I meet a cute, smart and hell even funny girl that I actually enjoy talking to, we hang out for almost 5 hours the first time and don't realize until we're getting kicked out because the establishment closes at 2AM. Wow, get her number and will talk to her tomorrow, we decide to go out again but this time close to her, so a small coffee shop on the east side of town (I'm beginning to hate the east side more and more) and after about 45 minutes there is a look of shock on her face, and lo and behold her current boyfriend walks through the door. Now I'm sitting there quite pissed off and the guy (who is smaller than me) walks up to me, and I calmy told him that I am too pissed off to be angry right now and if he does want to go outside I really don't care right now, but fair warning pent up anger is never a good thing. I walked out and he stayed behind, for what I don't know.

I then realized I can block a number from even coming through to my phone online and through the phone, so at least I don't have to care about that call. SO like I said, I'm on a break from women. Well since I did mention that that story was for the second to last one, the most recent one was one that a friend figured out on his own. When a friend is the one who can put two and two together it made me laugh, but girls who smoke are a turn off, I thought so before but now I know for sure. La di frickin da back to a boring existence.