Hello the blog

I have returned. Consider this my magnificent re-entrance onto the blogging scene. I’m fabulous, I know.

To update you on the fine details of the occurred events since last update would be an exercise in futility. This exercise will now commence.

I sold my car. Not the new one, but the old one which I fondly refer to as “The Bomberville”. Anyone who’s been keeping track will know that I’ve been “trying to sell” that thing since I got my new car, which was in May. Yeah, I let it sit on a lot for the past few months until I finally got sick of waiting and put up an ad on carsoup, only to have someone call…who didn’t see it advertised on carsoup. He said he’d give me $1000 for it. I tried to stay strong and said, “it’s yours for $1100″, but after he “thought about it” and called back, still sticking to his first offer, I didn’t have the heart to turn away the only interested buyer. So it’s gone. If I were to examine the amount of money I put into the car before selling it, the advertising costs of selling, and the money in insurance I’ve paid since retiring the thing and compared that total to the amount I got for the car in the sale, I would be very disappointed. So I’m not going to. It’s been so long since I parted with that money, it’s basically dead to me. So the $1000 I got for the car is practically new. Yay.

November 24th marked the 1 year anniversary of me getting this job. I’ve been “in the real world” for a year and I still haven’t grown up. Go fig.

I went to Texas for Thanksgiving. That was pretty cool. No super interesting flight stories like last time other than the incredibly short lady in the nice Emergency exit seat with all the leg room (no seat in front of it) noticing me literally jammed into my seat and commenting “Oh it must really suck for you to travel, it must be really uncomfortable blah blah blah blah blah”. I wanted to shoot her.

For my brother’s birthday, I got him the Seinfeld DVDs. 10 minutes before I gave them to him, his friends gave him exactly the same gift (those bastards). He was kind enough to give me the ones I gave him. I’m one disc away from having watched all three seasons and special features. What an eventful vacation. “Cartwright!?”

I guess I did more than that in Texas. I saw the Incredibles, went shopping for miscellaneous crap a lot (my entire family is obsessed with the daily acquisition of merchandise. That is, except me, who like most things, couldn’t give a shit). I played some Tennis with the bro, which was really good. Getting out and running around was nice. I wish it was nice out here, and I wish I had someone to play some tennis with regularly. Sigh.

Speaking of the lack of new friends. I need some local friends, damnit. I’m not in school anymore, I work at a company consisting of all married males, and I’m not churchy, nor do I plan to become churchy. So, yeah, that doesn’t leave a lot of outlets other than everyday run-ins, and the bar. And really, I need more male friends than I do girlfriends. Not that I don’t need girlfriends, I’m just saying, with male friends I will meet girlfriends. That’s how it works. Anyway, in a pathetic attempt to somehow meet friends “on the internet”, I’ve joined the myspace craze. Fucking friend me, ok? I love you too.

Now I should really get back to pretending to work. Tonight is the night in which I rock with Moehlenbrock. Yowza. I’ve gotta get pumped up.

-The Jeff

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Published:: 12.02.04 / 9:34 pm

Category:: Personal

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In 'Personal':: Earlier / Later

Yo, fool. I was wondering why you haven’t blogged for such a long damn time.

You know that I sent you an email a long time ago asking about the Bonne and you never replied, right? Bitch. It’s okay though. I’ll just design and build a hovercraft since that way I wouldn’t have to buy a boat in addition to a car.

A full year workin’ for the man…lame. I remember the days you used to ROCK! No, wait a second, that was me who rocked. I remember the days you at least tried to rock along with Mark and me. Good times, good times.

I agree, short people suck.

Are you going to give me the Seinfeld DVDs for my birthday? I hope so, because I got ripped off on the present exchange on my last birthday.

Jesus Christ, man. You sound pretty lonely. Chipper up, buddy! Why don’t you just get married and join a church community? C’mon, Jeff, what do you have to lose? Maybe you should get into huntin’ and fishin’. That would be even better because you would have to dress down (to kill or at least maim defenseless animals) rather than dress up (to go to church). I’ll even lend you one of my guns!

Bad news for you: I won’t be back in MN to kick it old school-style and toss the flamin’ shoe around until August. I’ll post the reasons why on my LJ in a couple of weeks. No, I’m not getting married and my girlfriend isn’t pregnant.

By the way, do you still plan on buying a house next year? I’m 95% sure I’ll be at the U of M next year, so count me in if you do.

Yowza.

T. Hollywood

tommyhollywood 12.02.04 / 9pm

Myspace sucks. I signed up for it to meet chicks and have mostly guys on my friends list (except for one chick who went to GAC and some fat lesbian).

LJ is way cooler.

bethshmack 12.02.04 / 10pm

I’m not exactly “lonely”, as I tend to keep myself busy a lot. But, I guess that’s just keeping my mind off the facts. Yeah…now that you put it that way…. *bursts into tears*

I kid.

Why would I give you the seinfeld dvds? Can’t you get them in China for 50 cents? And a free bowl of rice?

I am “planning” on buying a house next year, yes. And I’ll be looking for a roommate, most likely, so you may be in luck. However, are you still going to be a big messy slob? Because I’ll probably still be a mostly clean anal-retentive bastard.

I’ll still rock, though.

jeffxl 12.03.04 / 12am

Don’t worry, Jeff. Just because you cry into your pillow every night doesn’t make you any less of a man.

Yeah, I probably can get the Seinfeld DVDs for 75 cents per disc here in Chengdu. I’m going to check it out next week. I asked you about giving me the DVDs just to see how good of a friend you are. Now I know…dick.

No, man, I’m not a slob anymore. I’ve turned into an anal-retentive sucka who makes all kinds of fucked up foods like egg, fish and onion surprise, and gets humiliated at Kart by close friends after working with lasers all day. Okay, so I am still a slob. I am able to keep my slobaciousness contained in my bedroom, however, so no worries. You’re not going to try and charge me some crazy amount for rent, are you? My max rent is $85 per month. That is including utilities.

tommyhollywood 12.03.04 / 8am

Oh, you want to pay rent? I was actually going to pay you to pretend to be my friend and live with me. But hey, if you want to throw me $85 a month, I’m sure that’ll be plenty.

jeffxl 12.03.04 / 9am

I thought they were different animals all together? Sure, myspace tries to incorporate blogs and such, but isn’t it more aimed at meeting people rather than just rambling?

Actually, I prefer your idea of paying me to pretend to be your friend. Thanks, pal! See, I’m earning my money already…

tommyhollywood 12.03.04 / 9am

I agree with Tom. Chipper up!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

caulkrocket 12.03.04 / 7pm

What would Jeff do without us, Sam? I bet he thanks God for us every night before crying into his pillow and falling asleep.

tommyhollywood 12.04.04 / 8am

Ya know, that $85/month might be enough to hire a maid to keep Tom’s mess tolerable. Though, a nice tent plot in your front lawn might be worth the dough (though you’d be sacrificing valuable grilling space). Tough decision to make Jeff.

selfmute 12.06.04 / 10am