Why

WHY
That’s it! I am now officially throwing in the towel, I don’t understand why Life throws me a curveball at every junction in my life, I have tried to live a good existence, I have tried to be kind to those who I have met, and yet every time that something good is about to happen to me life throws some type of obstacle that holds me back. I am ready to just say fuck it, what is the point, I try and it does no fucking good. I cannot take the curveballs no more.

Plagued by idiots

Last night I am at my favorite watering hole enjoying a diet coke, sitting with Nanook, I am just chilling waiting for my appetizer, Nanook is flirting with every female in the bar, when eventually one of Nanooks fans starts to pay me some attention. (I think I must be the only wing man to a dog). Now this girl was hawt, I mean we are talking good spank material hawt. She sits down and starts to talk to me, and is genuinely showing interest in me, I meant to the point where she is asking me for some sugar, and I am not talking about the granulated kind. During conversation I told her I was heading out to California, her response " I don't lke the East Coast" Right there and then I think you actually heard my labido deflating. Well as you all know, my next thought was

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I'm not asking for much here, some what attractive, a modicum of intelligence, and hopefully the labido of a college freshman away from home for the first time.

The hired Muscle

Two days ago, I received a requst from a friend If I could help him move one of his friends furniture, I figured he needed an extra pair of hands to make the workload easier, so I agreed, reluctantly I have to admit, because I hate moving, but my friend has done many favours for me in the past, so I acquised like the nice guy that I am.
When my buddy picked me up, the first thing that came out of his mouth was" this is a clandestine operation" confused I asked how is moving a clandestine operation? Turns out what we were doing was waiting for his friend's husband to leave to goto work, and we were going to move all of her stuff into a uhaul, so that she could leave her husband. It turns out I was asked to help move not because that I could help with the work load, but more for my talents in fighting. I will admit this did not sit well with me for a couple of reasons
1. I am not a hired gun/goon, whatever you want to call it.
2. this is a situation I know nothing about, and don't want to be involved in.
3. I don't want to get hurt, shot, or whatever over some bullshit, as i have stated before I am allergic to dying., but
Luckily the guy never showed up, and we was able to load all of her stuff onto the uhaul without any problems.
I don't know what marital problems they had, but I hope I never come home to an empty house like whay this guy experienced.

what language do you speak

Interesting story here, well I think it's interesting! This week a buddy of mine tried to set me up on a blind date, ok I figure, no harm in meeting new people. The young lady in question calls me on Thursday afternoon, everything seems fine she seems nice, asks a lot of questions, then the almighty faux pas come into play. Now for those of you that know me, have heard my accent, yes I have a british accent. When the female in question asks what kind of accent do you have? you sound like you are from Texas. WTF since when did a Texas drawl sound like an English accent? Now if you know me, you know that I have a pretty acerbic wit, and a pretty sarcastic tongue. I held my tongue on that last comment. Next ridiculous question to come my way was you lived in England? What language do they speak there? Ok i am trying to be nice and not insult a person the first day I am talking to them, but damn it is taking every ounce of self restraint to not let the sarcastic monster out. All I can say is
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