Pilot

And here..we..go..

I've been contemplating getting a written blog like this one for a little while now, I mostly didn't get around to it until now because I've forgotten and/or just been too lazy so start her up, but here goes nothing, as they say.

First and foremost, this Blogspot thing has already pissed me off once. To no surprise really, I couldn't use "joseescamilla" as my blog link or whatever. Every good variation of my name is already in use. So therefore I just stuck with "ffmasterjose". But that is the ONLY place on this blog that you will ever see that childish moniker in use. I went with that just for consistency. You don't see them coming out with a new Saw movie called "Cutting Tool 6", it's the same basic principle really.

Also, while it's on my mind, I have a huge issue with procrastination. For some reason I always put shit off until the last minute, and I end up kicking myself in the ass for being lazy. Half of the shit I need to get accomplished in one weekend doesn't happen, it just doesn't happen. Either I'll decide to watch a movie I've seen countless times, or listening to music will seem like a much more fun thing to do, or LaTasha will call me up and ask if I want to chill, or I'll just flat out lay around and do nothing. It's sad really. I'm sure I could be the most productive motherfucker I know should I choose to actually do something. I even procrastinated from writing this very blog entry you're reading right now, it's pathetic. I even have some school-work to do, and maybe even a quiz tomorrow on something I should've read last week, but right now writing this blog entry seems so much more fun to do.

I also tend to swear, a lot. Excessively so. Oh well, maybe that's another thing I'll get around to working on. Presuming I stop putting it off.

Right now I just hate college, I'm so burned out with it. Once this semester wraps up I'll be going to school for 13+ years straight, holy shit that sounds insane when you think about it like that. I'm still hoping to win the lottery and just say "fuck you" to this whole degree-obtaining shit. It's not even like a degree in History is useful anyway, unless you want to be a teacher/professor which I absolutely do NOT want to do. Being a Liberal Arts major has probably screwed the poodle for me. I really want to take time off school, and as the weeks go by that begins to sound more and more like the greatest idea I've ever had. I guess we'll see how that turns out, it depends on how I feel when this semester is over.

I guess I'll wrap this up by reflecting on events that happened throughout my day. Today me and LaTasha went to Ihop (Iateyopenis) to get some food, because we were fucking hungry. We decided to sit in the smoking section because the non-smoking section was packed, and the smoking section wasn't. Well, that whole Ihop experience turned out to be a shit-bomb of fuck just waiting to explode. The service was terrible, our waitress didn't even introduce herself to us for a good 20 minutes after we were sat down, and the ONLY music which plays on the smoking section is classic rock and other various assortments of hillybilly music. Ugh. But no, it gets better.

Turns out everyone else sitting there were complete freakshows. You had Jethrow and his heavily-tattooed life partner hitting on the old-as-shit waittress, making unfunny comments rather uproariously, it was just enough to make me hate ever going in that place. Then the people next to us were tagging along with this creepy quiet kid with ugly shoes who just sat there to himself, with his head down removed from all conversation amongst his friends coloring. I don't even think he ordered anything. In fact, I don't even think he was really with the two people he came in with. He was walking behind them, they never spoke to each other, and when the couple left he still sat at the table coloring. Weird.

But yeah, the long and the short of it is: Don't waste your money on Ihop. They screwed up LaTasha's order and when she pointed it out, they gave her a much smaller serving of the "right" thing, which wasn't even completely what she asked for. Yep, we both decided "No tip".

That's all for now. I guess we'll see where this thing goes.