THE STORY OF THE NETHER GARMENTS or HOW MY UNDERWEAR SELECTION CHANGES OVER NIGHT

Ob-la-di, ob-la-da life goes on - bra... For some reason when I sat down today I had that damn song run thru my feeble brain, and since I didn't know the lyrics, I looked them up. So when it got to the line up there, I said hehehe "he said bra". Which made me remember that over the last month or so, Season and I have umm...expanded our nether region garments. It helps when the person you're with makes you feel special (no not the short bus kinda special, I mean c'mon here, I'm trying to be honest and romantic) that it also makes you feel beautiful/handsome. So needless to say we have started to let each other pick out lower coverings for each other. Me being the more shy and conservative have picked out some elegant yet tasteful garments for her. Now she on the other hand, well let me just tell you the whole story....

Over the weekend we stopped at K-Mart to shop because K-Mart still has some awesome deals. Well we were looking at the Led Zeppelin

and the Guns N Roses

lounge pants. I than remembered that I didn't do laundry...aka no clean bottom garbs, so I said I need to purchase some...thus giving me another laundry reprieve. So I was going to pick out my usual very conservative boxer briefs but alas Season would say "NAY, I forbid thee to PURCHASE SAID PRIVATE FINERY!!" Who knew she could talk like a Norse God? So anyway, she stands there like the statue of liberty holding up a package like it was her torch and her hand outstretched palm open saying is a thunderous tone "WRECTHED MAN, I NEED GOLD TO BRIBE THE KEEPERS OF THIS TRADING POST, SO THAT I MAY LEAVE HERE WITH MY NEW FOUND TREASURE!!!!!" There was a really scary gleam in her eye. So I gave her my wallet and what I can only describe as the most horrifying sound I ever heard she made this gutteral scream, (which I later found out was her hunt/kil victory scream). So when we got home, I was forced upstairs by sword point (where and when she got a sword is still a mystery to me) as she forced me to disrobe. Making lewd and suggestive comments the whole time. I was scared, but I love her so I did was I was told. Than she took her booty (you know what she got at the store...perverts) and tore open the package like Golem tearing into a fish, and threw an item at me. I caught it and she in a Xena "AIAIAIAIAIAIAIAIAIAIAIAIAIAIAI" scream said put them on. Much to my horror and dismay she had bought man thongs. She wanted me to put on a thong. I gulped in the sheer horror of being so, dare I say the word?, exposed. But my love for her is great, that and the fact that she also had a crossbow pointed at me (where the hell she keeps her armory is still a mystery to me). So I did. Well they weren't that bad, but the evil glimmer in her eye....

OW!! OW!! STOP HITTING ME!! DAMNIT THAT HURTS!! NO BITING NOOOO BIIIITING!! HEY OW OW OW DON'T PULL ON THAT!! STOP PULLING MY HAIR!!!!!!!!

Ok, Season here to set the story straight. I can't believe the pack of lies he's spouting. I THOUGHT this was called the "Confessional" and would then have truth, but obviously I was grievously mistaken. "Oh lie to me Pinicchio, lie to me!!!"

So, yes, I too hate doing laundry, so I was going to purchase some new underwear and I truly was in need of new bras. Now, normally I get panties and bras similar to these. Hey, they're underwear, I wasn't seeing anyone, so what difference did it make? They were comfortable dammit! Well, obviously, they weren't sexy enough for him. So, I told him, "fine, go ahead, pick something out." I just gave him a few groundrules...nothing pink, no jewelry crap on it, no cutesy sayings (I'm too old for that shit thank you very much). I think he wandered around in the intimate apparel section for at least an hour, stopping at the flimsiest, filmiest, and yes, sometimes trashiest stuff they had there. I just rolled my eyes and walked away. The worst part was the little old lady in the section giving me looks that screamed "TRAMP!!" And the mother with her 3 young children who looked at me with sympathy. She whispered, "oh, one of those huh?" I looked down and nodded. "I share your pain," she replied.

So, after much fondling of lace and netting, drooling the entire time, he chose a variety of colors of these bras and these...thongs! Oh my dear Lord, he's making me wear a thong. Worse yet, I'm paying for these things! Ok, I can deal, again, they're going to be under my clothing and I can always wear the old panties/bra when I go to the doctor right?!? But then....he heads over to a different section. Then I knew I was in trouble. Yep, the trashy section, the one with the matching sets. The ones with chains, the ones that look like the stuff white trash girls Madonna-wannabes in the '80s wore. And he picks out...this (gasps) only this picture doesn't have the leather laces on it, so yes...the reality is worse. Give me strength! The strings on the thongs don't go up my butt as badly as I thought, I'm used to them now. Plus, since it's over 90 degrees, less fabric is cooler, so I can handle it.

Now, in retaliation, I purchased these mesh trunks for him, which he likes because he says they breathe more than the standard cotton ones he normally gets. Plus, they make his butt look AWESOME!! *evil grin* A few weeks later, he came home from Wal*mart all upset because, since I was wearing thongs for him, he thought it would be nice to wear thongs for me. But, they only had string bikinis. Well, when we were out of town, we DID find some thongs for him, which he picked out by the way. He just is too embarrassed to buy them if a female cashier is working. So, that's my job. The first set of thongs are nice, but they don't fit him that comfortably (see, as a woman I'm worried about his comfort). The most recent set, again his idea thank you very much, are much more comfortable for him. Of course, the minute we walk in the door with the new underwear, he just has to go on the runway, humming "I'm too sexy for my shirt, too sexy for my shirt, so sexy it hurts...", and struts around the apartment, posing and acting all come-hither.

"HONEY I GOT YOU A DOUBLE HOT FUDGE CHOCOLATE SUNDAE!!!!!"

Wow and good frikken lord, I never thought she would leave the keyboard. Truth told, Season and I did go shopping for intimate apparel, and we did pick out the things you have seen in the links. But we did it together. Not for any other reason than the way we see each other, and the way we want each other to feel. You see she makes me feel handsome, and she tells me that I make her feel beautiful, and when we are around each other, we make each other feel sexy. So we did the underwear thing, as a way of letting each other know how, we see each other. Yeah, it sometimes gets a bit embarrising, but were in this together. As a couple. as a partnership and a very soon to be newlyweds. This was always about love and trust. Yeah there are times when doubts and fears rear their ugly heads, but we work through them. There are times when we doubt the way we look, but we look into each others eyes, and we can see how we look at each other, and how that makes us feel. So I hope this little retelling and truth saying was both fun and enjoyable. But it really was just us having some fun with truths mixed in....until next time I remain

Jose...and she remains

Season

TOO BORED TO WRITE

La la la la la la la la la la. me me me me me me me me me me me. Nothing to say today. So I' thought to do nuffin but waste some time. Ok I'm done.

Jose

I GOT A WEDDING TO GO TO

and it's not mine...well not yet. My step brother is getting married next Saturday. Season and I are going. Mostly out of obligation on my part. I really don't want to, the only real plus, is I'm going to XF's house to fill out my application for the boys home. Season get's to meet both XF and PW (Police woman who also happens to be his fiance'). They have been great friends, although sometimes XF gets a little clingy. But if it helps us move down (with a job for me) than I'll deal with it. There's a 50/50% chance that i'll even be moving back into my old apartment. Which will be nice. It wasn't much, but it was a nice place for me. Also, that way I don't have to stay with the 'rents. And...well it would be our place. When I left I told myself the only way I'll go back is if it's with all my dreams next to me. Well I'm coming back with more than just my dreams, I'm coming back with my soul and with my (by than) wife. Ok talk to you soon.

jose

WELL WELL WELL...NEW UPDATES

Hello again all you crazy cats, I just got off the phone with XF (he's a friend from the old stomping grounds, who works at the boys home I used to work at)...and he said there's a pretty good chance I can get my old job back...in a different department. Yay me...and boo me. You see emotionally it was a taxing job. The money and OT (overtime) were good. But to the soul it was draining. But that was also before I had Season. I know that no job is ever easy. But I also know with her by my side, nothing is impossible. So I gotta call his boss tomorrow and hopefully all will go good. I'll let you know what happens.

MILLION DOLLAR BABY

OK ok, yes it won a lot of awards. Yes it made a lot of money. Yes it had a lot of hype. Well IT REALLY deserves them all. All I can really say is WOW!!!! Season said "It was awesome." Yeah It was. Ok just had to say that. See y'all later.
Jose

DEAR LIL ANGEL

Dear lil angel,
I know, I ain't been writing. I been keeping you in suspense as to what I'm going to say next. Well I'm here to talk you about a angels. I don't mean the ones that have wings and play harps.
I'm not talking the Nicholas Cage version from City of Angels. Nor am I talking about the baseball team. I'm talking about the ones that we see in our everyday lives. The ones who very honestly don't see in themselves the light and beauty the truly posess. I'm talking about the ones who let us down by making sure they kill that light inside them to become little, bitter and devoid of any goodness. The ones who turn into little monsters who have nothing but hate towards the people who were willing to listen to everything they said. Who understood all that they were going through, only to run those feelings of understanding and trust through, figuratively and literally, the proverbial pile of dog shit. The ones who run away from all their issues and than blames everything they have become on everybody but themselves. The ones who use sex as a tool to try and keep someone, only to be pissed and hurt when the "sex trap" doesn't work. Than blame the person and make it all their fault. I'm talking about the ones who won't say a damn word to your face but when you aren't there, they try and ruin the lives of the only people who still have respect for them. I'm talking about the ones who can talk shit about a race, and yet the person who still sees them as an angel is a part of that race. I'm talking about no one, because you simply stopped existing, the minute you tried fucking with my family.

Jose

STUPID PEOPLE...CAN YOU PLEASE SUCK SOMEWHERE ELSE

I know for a fact, stupid, ignorant and mean people suck. I mean the kind of suck that pulls the excrement straight from the bowels. Now I can respect a mean mother fucker, who's mean to your face. I can respect the stupid person who knows he's being stupid. I can even excuse the ignorant person because simply, they don't know any better. It's when the spineless bastards (or bitches...gotta be gender friendly) decide to be all bad ass, when you're not around, that really lights my fuse. Now when they do this and try to plot to get you fired, that's just a god damn waste, especially when other bosses here you conspiring. What makes this even funnier...your partner, just quit, so that leaves you alone in said agenda. But how well did you know your partner in crime?? Did you know your partner talked more smack about you than anyone else in the department? That many of your co-workers, don't really like you at all, but don't want to deal with the drama that you will and do bring to the table? You see, I did shorten the name of my lil waste of space, because it really needed to be more precise, and well maybe if you want to be that petty, well so can I.

But I won't.

That would mean that I would have to acknowledge your existence. Honestly, my life has to many important and wonderful things happening right now to want to do that, and trust me, I really don't want that at all. But as my life continues to prosper with my future wife and family, I realize all you are doing is making it easier by removing the things in my life that I simply don't want anymore. So as my existence continues, it does so with 2 less cancers than it had just a week ago. And you know, I'm happy with that. This subject matter is done.

Jose

I DON'T GET IT

Hey all sorry again. For the last 4 or so weeks I've had to work overtime, which means that the Confessional suffers, because taking the time to write takes a backseat to my life with Season. Well over the weekend Season and I had a chat, and I realized that I don't get it.

Get what??

Labels, I mean. I mean everything from Mexican-American and African-American to 10% and "Butch". Yes I've used labels before, but I'm trying (and being pretty successful by the way) of not using them. But the more I don't use them, I have come to realize that EVERYBODY else still does. Everyone is a category. You're either Black, White, Gay, Straight, Conservative or Liberal. You're either a Caucasian or an "other". When the hell did all this happen, and why is everyone adding more groups to this list? When did we stop realizing we are human beings? And when did we all become a sub-group to the human race? You see one thing I do understand, is there is one common thing that unites us all.

Hate.

Hate is the one bond that connects all members of the human race. Blacks hate whites and whites hate blacks and it goes on and on between all peoples. I mean there is even a "Hate Directory" on the net. WHY?? Anti men, anti semitic, anti white, anti black, anti Christian, anti gay, and anti every god damned thing. The worst part of this is that there are 133 pages, and 2 of them tell you what it is...so that leaves 131 pages. Of those 131 pages....130 of them are hate sites. 130 ARE FUCKING HATE PAGES!!! There is one single solitary page that has sites that are fighting hate. One single fucking page. I don't get it at all. This is the thing I'm talking about. i don't get it. When did we stop a human race? When did we stop being a people? For Christ sakes, when did we stop loving? This little revelation has done one thing for me that I didn't think I could do anymore. It has made me question this. Why don't we just end it all? Let the warmongers have their day in the sun, let loose the dogs of war aka nukes, and just let the human race die. Season just said cockroaches could do better. And I agree. We live to hate. The dawn of tomorrow seems a lot further away than I thought just an hour ago. I don't get it. I don't think I ever will. For once, I don't want to at all. I still look for hope. I still look for the silver lining. Hell, I still look forward to opening my eyes after a nights sleep. I keep hoping that there is a better tomorrow. There isn't. There will never be. I know this. But that doesn't keep me from hoping. It won't stop me from praying for it. I know tomorrow, I'll be waking up at 8 AM. I know when I open my eyes, I'll be wiping the sleep boogers away, but I also know that I'll also be wiping away dried tears. Not for me. But for all of us. Because I know that we can't stop hate. I just know, that I'll be the one who sheds the tears for all of the sins that we as a race commit. I may be the only one, but I am used to being alone. It's not a new feeling. But after seeing and reading and writing this...I really wish it was. So today...well I leave you, a broken hearted man. A single solitary man, who doesn't want to feel hate in his life, nor around him (especially now that I know what happiness is).

A man simply named Jose...a damn Mexican (a label) living in America (another label), and wondering what ever happened to the dream (a myth?)...or was it just a lie (a truth?)?

Confessional

WELL WELL WELL


Just checking in to say that nothing much is happened today. It was a pretty low key day with the usual lazy day/hate my job attitude. So sadly the confessional is closed today. Try again tomorrow...
Jose

OH THE HU-MAN-ITY...AN OPERA

Today at work, I had to pooh and I was just getting comfortable when someone knocked on the door. So as usual I replied "it's occupied". Well for some reason I had this revalation. I had to make a musical on the humerous ways that we men, justify our existance. And I thought of it as a rock opera. So yes in my head I started to write an opera for men. I mean picture this...

curtain rises, a sole man standing in the "loo", newspaper in hand getting ready to "follow standard imperial procedure".
A knock on the door..."are you almost done?"
the man looks to the audience and in a very melodic and somber tone starts to sing

"why can't I pooh in piece, why can't I sit and release
all I ask is for 10 minutes alone, why must I share my throne..."

cue the lights and all of a sudden there are 30 dancing girls all doing a burlesque/bump and grind/go go dancing routine.

as the man continues with "WHY CAN'T I POO IN PEICE"

next there are song and dance numbers with songs like

"Never use the word little" -it's not a little car, they're not my little friends and the super bowl is NOT a little game

"Beer IS a food group" -it fiils me with happy thoughts, it fills me like pork chops, if it wasn't for my meal of beer, you wouldn't be here

"Its not a problem (if it's only you that has a problem with it) -yeah that would be the chorus

some random song titles

"Sunday is sacred (cuz kick off is in 2 minutes)"
"Monday night is sacred too"
"It's beer night with the boys"
"The strip club is hallowed ground"
"please oh please say yes tonight"

and these are just working titles. Yes, when I get the lyrics worked out I will put them here.

and through all this time the 30 dancing girls are dancing around on stage...

yes that would so be an opera that all men would want to see, and all women would go..."MMM..HMMM!!!"

and no not in the good way.

I remain a man with way too much time on his hands named
Jose

I HAD A DREAM

I had a dream the other night, where I was having an argument with a priest, and I uttered 'by the holy hands of christ, you're an ididot.' Well in my dream the priest was shocked and abhorred by that statement. Well since than, that little sentence has made it into my everyday speech patterns...boy do I get funny looks.
Jose

THE WEIGHT OF SILENCE

hello hello hello, my cats and kittens. How the hell are y'all?? Sorry it's been a lil while since I've been on here, but I've been going through some emotional saga's. You see, I'm the happiest I've ever been. Period. I'm in love for the first time. Period. And, because of everything I've gone through, I'm have this nasty habit of pushing people away. You all know know the mantra..."They'll probably leave so why not make them leave" or however you wanna put it, but you all know what I'm saying. Well she aint leaving. I've never had anyone fight so hard to get through the defense mechanisms before. She fights, she waits, she forgives, she understands and she still loves me, even after all that. No matter what she still stands there by my side. Even if I withdraw into myself, she's standing there, to take me into her arms, look into my eyes and she says nothing. But the weight, passion, love and strength of her silence speak in ways that no words could ever elucidate. It's an amazing gift she has. To say nothing at all, yet convey all her feelings in just a look. I'm truly blessed. I'm truly a luck man. I'm a better man, now...
named
Jose

Confessional

I GOT A LOT TO SAY TODAY or GOING MULTIPLE UPDATE CRAZY pt2


SAD AND ROMANTIC

I know this couple, that are so perfect for each other, that when you mention one you also mention the other. It's like "Jack and Dianne", like "John and Yoko", like "Adam and Eve", like "Superman & Lois Lane" and like "Robin Hood & Maid Marion". Well when I first moved to Rivendale, he was working 2nd shift and she was working 1st shift. She was miserable. She was alone. And I didn't get it. I mean space "makes the heart grow fonder" right?

No it doesn't.

I was always jealous of the love and bond that they shared. If you ever met them, you would understand. They are the embodiment of true love and happiness. They are the exemplification of a great marriage. Plus, they are both the quintessence of two people in love.
Shortly after moving here, he went back to 1st shift and the apotheosis of happiness and joy was together again. And we all rejoiced because she was able to be blissful again. Well at work a lot of things have happened, and he's back to 2nd shift again. And she's back to that "F&S widow" status again. Her heartache is is apparent. Her smile doesn't carry the same luster it used to.

And I finally get it.

I finally understand how much it hurts to be apart from your heart. I finally understand the weight that seems to grow daily when your partner isn't there. I truly understand what it feels like to be incomplete. I know she reads this this lil waste of space on occasion, and I guess this is my way of telling her I understand what it is she is going through. Because I finally know what it is to truly be in love with someone. And I know what it means to be sperated from them, even though it's only for a little while, and how empty that feels.

Jose

I GOT A LOT TO SAY TODAY or GOING MULTIPLE UPDATE CRAZY pt1

THE SILLY

First things first...I made it through another 4th of July, with all appendages in tact. That my friends is a very good thing.

So I gotta tell you all about the cats and their momenst that lead to the loss of dignity, and for a feline that's almost worse than death. On Saturday as Season and I are laying in bed I happen to look over and wacth as 'lil Girl' saunters over to her favorite "going to jump to the window, and just soak in the night air" spot. Well since that particular eve, the weather had decided to become like the heart of Alexis Carrington and drop to almost subarctic degrees (ok it was in the 40's but when you sleep in the pajamas that God gave you, it's pretty frikken cold) Season decided to close the window just a little while before. So as 'lil Girl' is about to commit herself I watch and think to myself "Ok I know cats can see better in the dark and I KNOW she can see the window is closed" at that moment the super-feline-abilities (that only super feilnes have, of course) jumped into action...

she leaped...

she hit the window with a thunderous "WHACKKK!!!!"...

the window held...

hit the floor with a titanic "THUDD!!!"...

walked around with the "WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED!!!" dazed look...

Season asked "what the hell was that?" and I answered inbetween laughs "'lil Girl' just whacked into the window!!"...

Season looked over at the dazed and confused feline and ERUPTED into hysterical laughter...
kitty pride-0
kitty humiliation-1

so in the morning as we lay in bed and recount the poor 'lil Girl's' moment of shame, 'lil Girl' decides to jump on the bed...

walks along the edge of the mattress...

slides off the mattress...

laughter ensuess...

same "WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED???" look in her eyes...

kitty pride-0
kitty humiliation-2

Sunday afternoon s we are getting dressed up (to get some burgers) for no reason at all, 'lil Girl' decides to follow us and goes to stand in the dirty laundry basket...

there is an empty card board box right there...

she goes to jump into said box..
.
from the edge of the basket...

said basket moves as she pushes off...

sending said kitty into a mad "FLOPPPPP!!!"...

right onto the floor...

laughter ensues...

kitty pride-0
kitty humiliation-3

yuppers, that was the weekend when kitty pride...lost all of the pride...

LMAO

Jose

I WISH I WISH I WISH THIS WOULD HAPPEN IN REAL LIFE

http://thedevilspanties.keenspace.com/d/20041018.html
nuff said
Jose

LOL SEASON THIS IS YOU

HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE


http://thedevilspanties.keenspace.com/d/20041009.html
hehehehehehe
Jose

ME THE NEXT DAY

http://thedevilspanties.keenspace.com/d/20041004.html
I shit you not
Jose

THIS IS DAMN SCARY...I REALLY MEAN IT

http://thedevilspanties.keenspace.com/d/20040928.html
except I call it Jack Daniels
Jose

YEAH I KNOW...JUST KEEP READING CUZ IT'S STILL THAT DAMN GOOD

http://thedevilspanties.keenspace.com/d/20040924.html
I don't know how she does it...but is she tapping my brain????????
Jose

AND THE READING OF

http://devilspanties.keenspot.com/



http://thedevilspanties.keenspace.com/d/20040918.html
you and me both....hubba hubba hubba hubba

Jose

HOW TO MAKE A PENIS LAUGH

The boss of a Madison Avenue advertising agency called a spontaneous staff meeting in the middle of a particularly stressful week. When everyone gathered, the boss, who understood the benefits of having fun, told the burnt out staff the purpose of the meeting was to have a quick contest. The theme was Viagra advertising slogans. The only rule was that they had touse past ad slogans, originally written for other products that captured the essence of Viagra. Slight variations were acceptable. About seven minutes later, they turned in their suggestions and created a Top Ten List. With all the laughter and camaraderie, the rest of the week went very well for everyone. The top ten were:
10. Viagra, Whaazzzz up!

9. Viagra, The quicker pecker upper.

8. Viagra, Like a rock!

7. Viagra, When it absolutely, positively has to be there overnight.

6. Viagra, Be all that you can be.

5. Viagra, Reach out and touch someone.

4. Viagra, Strong enough for a man, but made for a woman.

3. Viagra, home of the whopper!

2. Viagra, We bring good things to Life!

And the unanimous number one slogan:

1. This is your penis. This is your penis on drugs.

MAMEY YOU WOULD RIGHT?

http://thedevilspanties.keenspace.com/d/20040805.html
God I sure hope so...
Jose

HOW TO GET A GEEKS ATTENTION AT ANY CON

http://thedevilspanties.keenspace.com/d/20040623.html
(trust me it works)
Jose

KOSEY SPEAKS

http://thedevilspanties.keenspace.com/d/20040525.html
again...it's damn true
Jose

IT IS NOT FIXING...ITS CALLED BREAKING THEM

http://thedevilspanties.keenspace.com/20040524.html
'nuff said
Jose

SEASON DARLING...WHY DID I ALL OF A SUDDEN THINK OF YOU HERE?

http://thedevilspanties.keenspace.com/d/20040520.html
just wondering???
Jose

THE TRUEST BANE OF ANY COUPLE WHO SLEEP TOGETHER (YES I MEAN SLEEP) YOU TWISTED SON OF A

http://thedevilspanties.keenspace.com/d/20040508.html
OH merciful Minerva, that is one way you SO DO NOT want to be awakened or moved....
Jose

ROLLING ON THE FLOOR LAUGHING MY ASS OFF

http://thedevilspanties.keenspace.com/d/20040430.html

ok ok ok...you may think this is wrong and twisted...but on my eternal soul and my http://www.transmetropolitan.com/ collection of comics....the last time I was at a porn shop...there was a couple in there, and gawd bless their black hearts, they were at least in their 60's-70's and they were looking at the Pam & Tommy Lee: Stolen Honeymoon video http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0158062/ (yeah I was surprised to see it on Internet Movie Database (IMDB for short) )...sorry I had to share that..
JOSE

DAMNIT...I WISH THIS WASN'T TRUE

http://thedevilspanties.keenspace.com/d/20040427.html

yeah...that's us men...in all our glory......
the human race is doomed
Jose

HEY SEASON AKA MAMEY THIS REMIND YOU OF LAST NIGHT

http://thedevilspanties.keenspace.com/d/20040419.html

when I made you watch

http://www.spoil-sports.com/Aquaman.htm

than

http://www.spoil-sports.com/WonderWoman.htm

than

http://www.spoil-sports.com/Batman.htm

uh huh and than

http://www.spoil-sports.com/GreenLantern.htm

than we finished up with

http://www.spoil-sports.com/SuperFriends.htm

LMAO...well at least they were funny....sorry I fell asleep...again

Jose

LMAO....YEAH THIS WOULD BE ANOTHER REAL LIFE MOMENT...IF I WASN'T TAPPED OUT

http://thedevilspanties.keenspace.com/d/20040407.html
yes that wold be your local blogger with the coolest refridgerator accessory...and that would be Mamey aka Season saying "Uhhh NO!!"
Jose

HOLY SHIT!!!!!!!!!!THAT'S KIAN!!!!!!!!!

http://thedevilspanties.keenspace.com/d/20040322.html

http://thedevilspanties.keenspace.com/d/20040323.html

::as I look at the fat kitty sleeping on the floor::
Sorry, Kian...but damnit, it is funny!!
Jose

OH SWEET JESUS I DO KNOW THIS FEELING

http://thedevilspanties.keenspace.com/d/20040320.html

http://thedevilspanties.keenspace.com/d/20040321.html

It's damn true.
Jose

CAN YOU TELL I'M CATCHING UP ON

http://thedevilspanties.keenspace.com


http://thedevilspanties.keenspace.com/d/20040311.html
you know...it's just like filling out job applications....
Jose

BOYS GOTTA HAVE A DREAM

READ FIRST ---- http://thedevilspanties.keenspace.com/d/20040212.html

READ SECOND---- http://thedevilspanties.keenspace.com/d/20040213.html

yeah...that did not so work for me....but it was fun anyway
Jose

IT'S SORTA TRUE, BUT THEY GET WHAT THEY BEG FOR

http://thedevilspanties.keenspace.com/d/20040210.html
yeah...now imagine 3 of them doing that....and getting the sweet cat loving...welcome to my world
Jose

WELL OK IT LOOKED EASY AT FIRST

Well ok destroying the earth will be a lot harder than I thought....
http://www.livescience.com/technology/destroy_earth_mp.html
well than maybe evil is for those harder working kinda fella's
I remain an evil failure named
Jose

ONE OF THE COOLEST QUIZ"S EVER

EVIL QUIZ

If you think you've got what it takes to be a supervillain, then please take the following placement quiz. This is to test your evil potential, and determine whether you possess the necessary attributes to make it in today's evil world.

QUESTION #1: How do you start your morning routine?

A) Wake up at 6:00 A.M. and sing merrily in the shower!
B) A five mile jog and rigorous set of exercises.
C) Hit the snooze alarm for the tenth time in as many minutes.
D) Have a cup of coffee, read the daily newspaper and then plot the downfall of western civilization.

QUESTION #2: Which of the following job skills do you possess?

A) Excellent management potential.
B) Ability to focus on the task at hand.
C) Looking busy whenever the boss walks by.
D) How to explain your master plan in under sixty seconds.

QUESTION #3: What did you want to be when you grew up?
A) A policeman
B) A doctor
C) A ballerina
D) Supreme dark overlord of all mankind. Either that or a lawyer.

QUESTION #4: Do you have any pets?
A) A big lovable dog.
B) A bird of some sort.
C) An iguana.
D) A white furry cat that you stroke constantly.

QUESTION #5: How do you normally spend your weekends?

A) Sports activities in the great outdoors.
B) Watching television.
C) Hanging out with friends.
D) Constructing doomsday devices in your basement.

QUESTION #6: What are your religious beliefs?

A) Monotheistic: Christian, Jewish, Muslim
B) Pantheistic: Buddhist, Hindu, Pagan
C) Atheist or Agnostic
D) I am actually an ancient Babylonian God awoken from a terrible sleep and destined to destroy all mankind.

QUESTION #7: What torments you in your greatest nightmares?

A) A fiery building from which you cannot escape.
B) Monsters that tear you limb from limb.
C) Your ex-wife demanding alimony payments.
D) Unicorns, rainbows, and puppy dogs with big eyes.

QUESTION #8: What would you say is the greatest threat to society today?

A) Crime, drugs, and gangs.
B) Corporations run amok.
C) Nuclear war.
D) Me.

QUESTION #9: What is your normal reaction whenever confronted by a holy symbol, garlic, silver weapon or holy water?

A) Feel the divine light surround your spiritual aura.
B) Bewildered confusion.
C) Chuckle at their superstitious beliefs.
D) Run away while screaming: "It burns! It burns!"

QUESTION #10: It's the end of the world. An atomic blast has just leveled the cities and destroyed the human race. Mutants now walk the streets and the seas have boiled away to nothing. You've just seen your best friend torn to pieces, and civilization as you know it is over. Do you...

A) Vow to someday rebuild society.
B) Double over in grief and wait for a painful death.
C) Try to remember the plot to "The Road Warrior."
D) Congratulate yourself on a job well done.

ANSWERS

Tally up your answers, and find out which letter you answered the most.
Mostly A's, B's or C's - You unfortunately do not possess the necessary qualities to be an evil supervillain. Please continue with your studies and apply again next year. Mostly D's - Excellent.
So you've decided to be evil is the site it came from and you can go there yourself....I got a book mark going see ------->

MEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEME

1 Full Name: Jose
2 Date of Birth: June 2
3 Place of Birth: Mexico
4 Time of Birth: 11 am
5 Location: WI
6 What are you labeled (skater, goth, prep, nerd, or other?): GDI (gawd damned individual)
7 Zodiac sign: Gemini
8 Pets: Rocky (RIP)
9 Nicknames: nope
10 Where else have you lived? WI, TX, CA
11 Hobbies: Internet, Movies, Reading, Trying new energy drinks
12 Do you have a job? Yes
13 If so, what kind of job? Warehouse Jackoff
14 If not, what kind of job do you want to have?
15 What languages, if any, do you speak? English, some Spanish and some French
16 Are you a night, day, or morning person? Night
17 Are you ticklish? Only when not expecting it
18 Do you have a car? Yes
19 What kind of car do you have/want? Have an Isuzu Rodeo, want's a corvette Stingray
Your looks: 20 fingernail color: natural colorings
21 Are your nails real or fake? real
22 Shoe size: 12 1/2 EEE
23 Height: 5’10”
24 Weight: dunno at all, but I lost over 18 inches
25 Eye color: brown (almost black)
26 Hair Color: dark brown usually, currently a rusty red
27 Hair length: a bit over the collar
28 Do you have braces? no
29 Do you have glasses/contacts? Glasses as of May
30 Have you ever dyed your hair? Well yeah of course
31 What perfume/cologne do you wear? I don't
32 If so, What color? see the answer question number 26
33 If not, but you want to. What color do you want to dye it? Royal blue with red ends
34 Do you wear a watch? Only at work
35 Do you wear sunglasses? When I can find them yes
36 Do you use nair? No
37 If so, where?
38 Do you like how you look? More so now han ever before
39 What would you change about yourself? I'd wear a size 36 waist for pants
40 Do you have any piercings or tattoos? 2 tattoos and 2 in each ear
41 Do you stand out in a crowd? Only if I don't like the crowd
42 Do you take showers or baths? shower for now, but working on getting a bath tub

YOU'VE GOT MAIL...FROM YOU'RE EX...WELL AT LEAST IT'S BETTER THAN CREDIT CARD MAIL

Hello, hello and hello to all you sassy lil wee ones who still for some unknown reason still grace my lil waste of space and read the sad lil stories this used to be fat ass bastard, but now just a simply overweight waste of air, happens to write.

SATURDAY
Well as far as weddings go, the one I went to was actually pretty fun...except for the fact that my LIL angel wasn't comfortable and I was stuck with...well how can I put this nicely....actually I guess I can't, so instead I'll just be honest. I was stuck in a car, at a dinner table and at the "drinks" table with the mother of cold, bitter, jealous and cluless harpies I have ever had the displeasure of meeting. But other than that it was a very pretty and memorable event. The bride was beautiful and the groom was handsome. The best man/maid of honor toasts were both funny and very emotional. It was just about as perfect as wedding can be. Of course there were a few moments (like in all weddings) where some things did not go a planned, but it's just like life. It's not always what you want, it's what you get. I actually did NOT and I repeat, I did NOT get drunk. Well not till we got back in Rivendale, than we stopped at Longbranch, had a few cocktails, and it was just enough to make sure that when we got home I crashed...like a nascar driver into the wall...I crashed hard.

SUNDAY
So Sunday was pretty much a lazy day. Mamey and I spent it part of it just lounging around, until I said we should go swimming (which we did) and for the first time in many many many years, I went swimming without a shirt on. Yes my flab saw daylight. I actually forgot how good the sun feels on bare skin. It was one of those moments, I looked around and I realized, that currently my figure matched most of the male/father's at the beach and taking off my shirt wouldn't be the usual "OH Christ on a stick, I never seen a Mexican ORCA before!!!" but a "great, he looks just like us" kind of thoughts. Yeah yay me!! Than Mamey, took me to her "fortress of solitude". It was very honestly one of the most beautiful places I have ever seen. The tranquility, the beaver dams, an eagles nest, the way the sun hit you just right, I can understand how this was here special spot. Of course the double honor was she has never brought anyone else there before. So yeah Sunday was truly a heart-stirring and monumental day that I will never forget.

MONDAY
Well today I got up early (for me) and got my running around done. Than I came home, and had breakfast with Mamey and I even got to work ontime. YAY ME!!! Than my day went to crap. We're trying to use a computer program to get the warehouse working efficiently, but to do that we have to an accurate inventory...which we don't, so needless to say it was a day from hell. So I was gonna go and do my laundry tonight, but that is sooooo not happening. Instead I got a six-pack of Logjam Nut Brown Ale (now this aint their site, but a very "across the baord review"). I actually like it, you see it's a beer but without a bitter aftertaste and it's a nice "warm summer day sitting in the backyard" kind of beer. I also got Mamey some Leinenkugel's® Honey Weiss because you all know if Mamey aint happy aint nobody happy...LOL!! It also happens to be her favorite beer. I also got a bottle of Tuaca so tonight will be a relaxing evening of spirits and cinematic features (or if I am lucky...wild monkey love...I got them fingers crossed).

Now why the this particular name for today's entry? Well I happened to get 2 emails today and they were from my 2 most recent ex's. The one that I wrote on here first way back when telling me how's she's recovering from her surgery, which thank any and all dieties she's doing very well. The other email told me I had mail that I should pick up. Well when I saw that, the first thing that came to mind was the AOL voice...you all know it the "You've got mail" voice...well that popped into mah lil noggin, and I realized that it was better than the spam that I usually get. It was really much funnier in my head. Well cats and kittens, it's time that I put this lil puppy to rest and call it a night. So with that I remain a man listening to Tesla at this moment having his second beer and just chillin like only a guy named

Jose

can.

IF SEX AND SEX SURVEYS OFFEND YOU...THAN GO AWAY

BASICS
1. what's your first name?
Jose
2. male or female?
Male
3. how old are you?
33
4. What country or state do you live in?
Wisconsin
5. would you say your straight, gay or bi?
Straight

YOUR BODY
6. describe what you look like physically:
Dark hair, brown eyes, 5'10", pooh belly, broad shoulders
7. ok now guys, how big is it honestly? And girls, how many fingers can you fit?
Dunno, never measured
8. and if you haven't told us already girls, what size are your tits, and guys, r u cut or uncut?
Uncut
9. and how big are your nipples, and are they pink or brown? Small brown ones
10. what's your favorite part of your body?
My legs
11. what's your favorite body part on the other sex?
The butt
12. what's your favorite place on your body to be kissed?
My nipples
13. do you have any special names for your privates or what do u call them?
Naughty spots
14. do you shave your pubic hair, trim, wax, have a racing strip, leave it natural or what?
I shave

GETTING PERSONAL NOW
15. do you masturbate (don't lie now)?
Yes
16. how often do you masturbate?
Used to be 4-5 times a week but that's been shortened thanks to having a great wife
17. how many people have you slept with?
I don’t know
18. how old were you when you lost your virginity?
12
19. who did you lose it to?
My babysitter
20. do you regret your first time?
Sometimes, usually when in a mood
21. do you have any sexual regrets?
Yes
22. have you ever had sex with a virgin?
No
23. what's the biggest age difference between you and someone you've had sex with?
21 years
24. how often would you have sex in an ideal relationship?
A lot
25. and when was the last time you actually did have sex?
This morning
26. when was the last time you had an orgasm?
This morning
27. have you ever had a one night stand?
Yes
28. what sort of contraception do you normally use?
Condoms
29. have you ever had phone sex?
Yes
30. have you ever had cyber sex?
Yes
31. have you ever devoted a whole day 2 sex?
Yes
32. lights on or off?
A small lamp
33. do you prefer to give or receive oral sex?
Give
34. do you prefer oral sex or normal sex?

Actual sex
35. do you prefer giving/receiving blowjobs or hand jobs?
Both are great thanks to my wife
36. do you prefer eating/being eaten or fingering/being fingered?
Both eating and fingering at the same time
37. girls, have you ever used your tits to get a guy off, or guys, have you ever had a girl use her tits 2 get you off?
Yes
38. what's your favorite position?
On top
39. what's the most number of positions you've used in 1 sex session?
5
40. do you like sex best rough, gentle, fast, slow, or how?
Slow and gentle and then everything else
41. do you get turned on by pain?
Yes
42. have you ever tried anal sex and if so did u like it?
Yes, but it's not my first choice
43. how do you feel about sex when you or your partner is on her period?
I don’t mind it

ORGASMS AND CUM
44. girls, have you ever or do you ever fake orgasms?
Not a girl
45. what's the most number of orgasms you have had together, or in one sex session?
3
46. can you cum from just having sex?
Umm being a guy....well yeah
47. what sort of orgasm do you normally have (do you moan, pant, gasp, scream or what)?
Moan and gasp
48. spit or swallow?
Umm...neither
49. girls, do you like the taste of cum, or guys, do you like the taste of pussy?
YES!!!
50. have you ever tasted your own love juices?
Yes
51. what did you think of the taste?
ummmm...hmm...not my first choice
52. what's the kinkiest thing you've ever done with cum?
me? nuthin

MOSTLY HAVE U EVERS
53. have you or do you ever look at porno magazines?
Yes
54. have you or do you ever watch porno videos?
Yes
55. have you ever watched a live stripper?
Yes
56. have you ever watched a live sex show?
No
57. have you ever used toys during sex?
Yes
58. have you ever used sex toys on your own?
Yes
59. have you ever used another object that wasn't really a toy during sex?
Yes
60. have you ever used another object that wasn't really a toy on your own?
No
61. how do you feel about talking during sex?
I like it
62. Are you usually loud during sex?
No
63. have you ever woken up somebody else in the same house when your having sex?
Yes
64. have you ever had complaints from the neighbours about your noise during sex?
Yes
65. have you ever been given open praise 4 your sexual technique?
Yes
66. have you or do you ever think about other people when your having sex?
Not anymore
67. have you ever called out someone else's name during sex?
Yes
68. have you ever had sex in a car?
Yes
69. if yes, was the car moving?
No
70. have you ever had sex in the water (pool, ocean, etc.)?
Yes
71. have you ever had sex in the shower?
Yes
72. what's the strangest place you ever had sex?
Catholic church confessional
73. have you ever had sex at work or school?
Yes
74. do you ever role play in the bedroom?
Yes
75. have you ever used food for sexual purposes?
Yes
76. have you ever had a threesome or any sort of group sex?
Yes
77. have you ever had sex with more than one person during a 24-hour period but not at the same time?
Yes
78. have you ever had sex with other people in the room?
Yes
79. have you ever been caught masturbating?
Yes
80. have you ever caught anyone else masturbating?
Yes
81. have you ever been caught having sex?
Yes
82. have you ever caught anyone else having sex?
Yes
83. have you ever watched anyone masturbate?
Yes
84. have you ever let anyone watch you masturbate?
Yes
85. have you ever watched anyone have sex?
Yes
86. has anyone ever watched you having sex?
Yes
87. have you ever watched yourself?
Yes
88. have you ever kissed anyone of the same sex?
No
89. have you ever had a sexual experience with someone of the same sex?
No
90. have you ever had sex with 2 people in the same family?
Yes
91. have you ever had sex with someone related to you?
No
92. have you ever had sex with an animal?
No
93. have you ever had pains as a result of sexual acts?
Yes
94. have you ever fallen asleep during sex?
Yes
95. have you ever answered the phone while you were having sex and kept going?
Yes
96. have you ever broken anything having sex?
Yes

AND FINALLY
97. describe your worst sexual experience:
Having sex with anyone you don't really like and pretending you're really into it
98. describe your best sexual experience:
MY wife
99. describe your biggest fantasy:
Right now can't think of one...I'll get back to it later
100. and finally, what's the kinkiest thing you've ever done?
It all depends on what you call kinky

KRISPY KREMES ARE THE DEVIL or JUST CALL ME HOMER SIMPSONS BITCH

Today some of the girls brought in some Krispy Kreme's and I swear that since he used the apple On Adam and Eve, Satan has started using donuts to lure us all into pastry hell. It's true. Well anyway, not much to report today, just a usual long friday that, of course, leads to a short weekend. Got a wedding to go to, tomorrow, and we'll see how that goes. I'll try to show up over the weekend to tell you the details, but weekends I usually try to stay away from the digital portal, and focus on the waking world with my mate. So that's all I got today. I know I'm getting boring and I'm sorry. Hell I don't even have a funny story to tell. Well as I tend to say a lot...they can't all be gold, sometimes it's just aluminum. Well today is an aluminum kind of day. With that I leave you with a "talk to you all soon"
Jose

WELL OK THAT WAS A CHANGE...NOW ON TO SOMETHING DIFFERENT

Just a lil rant to waste time...

things that piss me off...

people who get credit for doing a job that someone else fixed to cover their disrespectful ass.

people who complain about someone else NOT doing their job...meanwhile they themselves aren't doing their job because they are complaining about that other person.

people who don't use turn signals, especially if I'm the one behind them.

people who for some unknown reason, even to god, cannot turn off their turn signals.

people who cannot, for some reason only known to god, can't drive the speed limit.

people who don't listen in a conversation (this happened today other party says "blah blah blah me me me " ...Jose says "the taco smells funny"...other party "blah blah blah me me me".

ummm ok I feel better now...rant is done.

Jose

THE DEVIL YOU KNOW AND THE DEVIL YOU PUT UP WITH

Hola, Hola and hola mi amigo's. It seems like there is a chance I can get my old job back. I just don't know if I want to do it. But at least I know what to expect and it'll get me back down to my happy hunting grounds. I've had a long time to think about what I want to do. I'm going to start paying off all my old bills (well as soon as I am able to stop living payday to payday), so I can do what it takes to go back to school. You see I wanna retire as a teacher. Specifically an english teacher. Part of the irony here and can you imagine...

"Hello my name is Jose and I'll be your english teacher this semester"

That always makes me giggle. But anyway that's my current goal. Get outta debt long enough to put myself right back in debt by becoming a teacher. With that i remain a man on a mission named
Jose

OH SWEET HEAVEN I PLAYED WITH 12 INCHERS

Hello, hi and good day to you all. Today I had a fathomless joy that I cannot truly explain (insert extreme sarcasm here). I played with bull penises today. No lie. I did. At work we have these things called pizzle chews and they are bull penises. I tell you it was a pissed off woman who made these up. I can picture it now...

woman speaking

"Oh how I hate him...how can I get back at him? I know I'll sever the penis off his prize bull and make it into a dog treat and feed it to his dog...MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!! Than I'll get the other girls to do this and not only will we make money, we'll get back at those rat bastards for leaving the toilet seat up...MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"

Yup that was the highlight of my day. putting dried up penises in bags so they can be sold and than fed to dogs. I need to get a new job.

And with that I remain a pizzle handling fool named

Jose

CULTURE CULTURE CULTURE...I'M BEING CULTURED AND NOT FOR MEDICAL REASONS

Well hello cats and kittens...time for my ritual updates on my lil space on the www, it seems like I do this a lot more often. Yay me!! Well the weekend was again great. On Saturday we went swimming after a rainstorm (even though the water made the "boys" find warmth somewhere near my spleen), had ice cream, did mad libs and than had some beers at home while watching movies. Sunday was a domestic Sunday, did some house work watched the Life of David Gale and than Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat. Both are very very cool. For dinner we had pancakes, eggs and bacon. Than we went to sleep. All in all and awesome weekend.
Now mamey and I have had some serious talks over the last 6-7 weeks and one of them is about leaving...Rivendale. You see we both have not been very happy here for a long time. Sure it's gotten better since we started our relationship... but...it's not our "home". So we'll be moving within the next few months. If any of you have any good ideas of where we should set our roots, let me know at confessionsofacerealeater@yahoo.com. Right now we are thinking of the Oconomowoc/Watertown area of WI. I talked to one of the guys at work and I told him this and he said "well Jose, you don't fish or hunt. So there is really no real reason you are staying here. Your girlfriend wants to move, and I think it's a pretty good idea for you". So yes the moving process will start again, this time with a little more planning. Well kids...it's been swell....and that's why I gotta go pee...

till next time I remain

Jose

FULL THROTTLE STUPIDITY AND SOME TENDER MOMENTS

well well well...It seems like another year has passed and my life has actually hit a very nice place. I am in a stable relationship where communication is NOT an issue. We tell each other everything from "I miss you" (even though only a few hours passed by) to fears and secrets we never shared with another living soul (only because anyone else who hears it automatically things we're insane...more so than usual). My relationship with my family is stronger than ever. I have a job that I may not always like, but is tolerable with a few shining moments. I found out over the weekend that I can fit into a pair of size 38 pants (which so totally rules!!!!!!) I also found out that my mom is seeing a new guy, and I have never seen her happier (which of course makes me truly thrilled...the happy part). I introduced mamey to my Papa Galdino (that's my so totally righteous grandad). I really can't believe how much my lil life has changed so much. I went from being an angry fatass bastard, to a decent human being...and that's SO COOOOOOOOL!!!

Ok now for some updates...

06-02-05
my birfday was as usaual a drunkards embarassing moment. I guess I slapped the fiance of the very cool bartender's ass (with the permisson of mamey, the bartender and the fiance). I showed all that looked my boxers (not my choice but I forgot my belt and my damn shorts fell....not once, but 4 friiiiiiked TIMES!!!! to the 3 mentioned above). I almost repeated my 30th birfday experience by falling out of a parked car, but mamey came to the rescue by pulling my non-responsive legs out of the cab (which sad to say we needed to get home...because we only live like 6-7 blocks away from Longbranch). I found the 2 most comfortable places I ever had...one being in the front lawn and the second being on the driveway. So nothing was broken. I didn't do anything truly stupid (the boxer thing and the slapping the ass thing, was recieved with much humor, and of course stories to embareass yours truly).

06-03-05
Drove down to Waukehsa, WI in a furrymoan filled car. Hung out with moms and sister, and once my cousin got off work we went out for a 2nd round of birfday drinks, and all it cost me was a cab ride home. Than we listened to the cuz play his guitar, than called it a night.

06-04-05
Hung out with moms, sis and the cuz, watched Dodgeball (and nearly pissed myself laffin so damn hard...again) Than we went shopping...found nuffin. Had dinner at Mama Mia's (home of the most AWEsome garlic bread), went to the apt. and crashed.

06-05-05
Hung out with moms and sis, than went to the cemetary where I into'd mamey to my grandad. Than began the long drive home. All in all....one hell of a weekend, and it's still getting better.

HAPPY BIRFDAY 2 ME...AND BOOZE WILL BE FLOWIN A PLENTY

it's mah damn birfday (actually mah damn birfday was on June 2nd).......and I'm still getting older (and older and older and older)...going to Longbranch for a few drinks (already went) and I'll let you know how it went (just read above). That's it for now. Like a belly button I'm OUTIE...

Jose

A WONDERFUL WEEKEND

Well well well...what the hell am I gonna talk about tonight? I got Kessler's and Diet Coke w/ lime, a fresh pack of Pall Mall Light 100's and Motley Crue on the cd player. OH MY GOD I'm a FRIKKEN teen in the 80's again!! Damn it I even have my hair in a headband. Cripes I'll never grow up and I'm ok with that. Well let's start with the weekend. Saturday I met Mamey's mother, and I think it went pretty well. I came to an actualization, that when it comes to sarcasm I am but a padawan learner, and Mamey's Mother is the jedi master, I mean we're talking the Yoda that'll kick your ass kind of jedi master. Oh and if you're ever in Minocqua, WI you have to stop at the Island Cafe, because it truly rules. Awesome food, awesome ambience and some truly magnificent murals, what else do you want?? Well than on Sunday we did even less. We went to Taco Bell went to Sam Goody, because I had a 5 dollar off coupon and I bought the new Audioslave cd for only 7 bucks!!! Oh yeah and for the record, the album so truly and righetously rocks. We fooled around a lot than took some naps. Heheheheheheheh!!! We also finished watching TRIGUN. Which also RUUUUUULES!!!! Than on Monday more fooling around and some time spent on a pier with feet in a lake and just a whole lot of talking. All in all, it was an awesome weekend.
Jose

A Moment Of Silence redux

A Moment Of Silence


Now those of you that actually know me, know that I'm not a pro-military person. But I do have a respect for those that do choose this way of life. Yes, it is a way of life. It takes someone of a special courage, an unbelievable strength of character and a love for their family, home and friends, to join the military. It takes someone who is afraid but won't and didn't let that stand in his or her way. It takes ultimate sacrifice, for those that laid it all on the line, because whether they lived or died, they're the ones who pay the price of freedom. I may never know all of you, but to you all I do say "thank you"! To the families and friends of these courageous individuals, my prayers are with you. To those who never came home... a moment of silence.

CONNECTED TO ANOTHER REALITY

You know I got this great compliment today...well I don't know if it was compliment but I took it as one. You see One of the "lil freaks" i work with said I was pretty weird, just because I made this statement;
"Hey Ray Ray (her name is Rachel) you're here to work work, not play play"
to which she said.."Jose you are pretty weird." Like I said I took that as a compliment, because that meant that she accepts me in her world. I know because I asked her what she meant. She's a unique individual with her own way of looking at life and people. So because she made that simple statement she let me a part of her world. And that's my little hooligans is a great and fantastic compliment.

Jose

I HATE IT HERE...THE END

You know, when I left work today, I was full of piss and vinegar, bile and venom and a wanting to release hate from my finger tips. But that didn't happen. Instead, I started to catch up on this awesome web comic called Venus Envy and after reading it, I realized something. I'm not angry or bitter anymore and the pool of anger and rage that used to boil in my soul, well it just doesn't drive me anymore. I seem to look for the hope and promise of tommorrow instead of the vileness that use to fuel my very essence. I seem to want to feel real emotions of today insted of lingering on the zeals of the past. You see, I learned that some people read this little waste of space, just to be angry at me. And others, read this only to complain that I didn't wait long enough to expose my happiness, and that they would wish I would stop only because me talking about the things and people (aka person) that make me happy doesn't fit into their schedule. Well like I said I was ready to unlesh the hounds of hell and the dogs of war on them, but I didn't. And I probably never will. There is too much happiness and too many great things happening that prevent me from venting and bringing that bitter bastard that started this particular blog back. Well that man has long died. Instead, a new and stronger man stands in his place. A man who wishes that everyone could feel his happiness and bliss. I know that will never happen, because too many people want me to fail. I think that's a sad and very lonely ideal, because I will persevere. I will not lay down again. I will not give up again. Instead I will walk taller. I will shine brighter. You see I can't fail anymore. I may stumble every once in a while, but that is what we mere mortals are supposed to do. But for once I have everything I need. I have hope. I have a very real love in my life. I have my soul. For once, none of it is compromized, for anyone else. Well, that woman is my alter ego, companion, confidante, friend, heart's desire, helpmate, kindred soul, kindred spirit, lover, one's promised, partner and true love is home and we got a few errands to run, so I am cutting this a little bit short, because well it's been a month since we sarted our lives together, and well I still love the time we spend together. So I'm sorry but my Mamey comes first. Until next time...

I'm still

Jose

WELL SLAP MY ASS AND CALL ME SALLY

Hello hello hello, I was bad today. I didn't feel to well so I called in sick to work and I'm still in the safety zone. So basically I hung out with Mamey (that's the nickname for my significant other) till she had to work, am doing laundry, ate ice cream, listened to music and read web comics. A whole crap load of them. I am finally caught up on Scandal Sheet, Something Positive and PVP Online although I am still behind on The Devils Panties but I'm working on it. I mean you can only read 7 months of web comics in a row. So what do I do? I start reading new web comics. Yes this is the part where I slap myself in the forehead and do the "Homer"sexual "DOH!!!" Well both have been around for a while apparently, and one of them was on Mamey's computer favorites thingy. Well the art made me go "WOW" and the story makes me laugh...alot. So while I was there, I decided I would start looking at some of the other comics there and thats how I found web comic number 2. So here you go
Striptease
and
Clan of the Cats
trust me you will enjoy them...a whole lot. Well that was my blog break...must go back to reading comics that started almost6 years ago...I have a lot of catching up to do.

Jose

DEAR CUPID

Dear Cupid,
How are ya? I was just wondering why are you such a complicated little prick? Why did you make it so hard for me to find my other half? I mean you put her almost five hours away and you made it so I couldn't meet her unless a former mutual friend introduced us. Than you made the former mutual friend who than became my girlfriend fight like a christian in the roman amphitheater against a lion to keep us apart. I mean is it so hard to make it a little bit easier? I mean we finally found a way for our paths to merge as one and now we walk as one. But c'mon already. Now I'm making a case for other people, the lonely and the desperate, who need someone too. Let it go, love shouldn't be so hard to come by. Just something for you too look into and hopefully do something about.
Sincerely,

Jose

100 LIST PT2

A few months ago...aka...a while ago, I put up a 100 things you didn't know about me post...well this is kind of a continuation/update of that...
so here we go....

1. I currently live in Rhinelander, WI.
2. That will be changing before this year is up.
3. I have a new person in my life.
4. She actually fills my life with the promise of tomorrow.
5. I hate my current job.
6. Even though it pays the bills.
7. I sold my comic books to move up here.
8. Well, not all of them.
9. I still talk to my ex...not the current ex but the previous ex.
10. It took a year for me to be happy for her.
11. I currently live with my new girlfriend.
12. She's also my best friend.
13. and my partner.
14. And one day she will be wife.
15. Of this I am certain.
16. Currently Type O Negative is playing on the CD player.
17. And my partner is yelling at the cat (well one of the cat's) for her tiny little poop that took 4 flushes to get down the toilet.
18. You gotta love flushable kitty litter.
19. Had McDonald's for dinner.
20. Gawd I hate McDonald's.
21. I was corrected just now because there are 3 cats that rule this household.
22. She is correct.
23. I was wrong.
24. Again.
25. LOL right now my Mamey is reading over my shoulder and telling me to stop correcting everything that she comments on.
26. Now she's laughing and trying to walk away to keep me from changing everything I type.
27. It's not working too well.
28. Now she wants to read "as to not affect what it is I am typing"
29. HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA
30. Besides being called such things as a Bastard and Brat...I am now being called a "Goober Head".
31. What the hell is a Goober Head?????
32. I have refound my love of MOTLEY CRUE.
33. Thanks to the "Red White and Crue" best of CD.
34. I am in love.
35. She tells me she loves me too.
36. I actually believe her.
37. That is actually quite a fresh of breath air.
38. Yes, that was on purpose.
39. You know I never realized how sexy one of my tank top would be...especially when if you turn fast in either direction...youcan see skin.
40. : )
41. LMAO...right now she's blushing.
42. It's soooooooo cuuuuuute!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
43. Oh oh...now she's trying to hide.
44. That's too bad because she's so beautiful.
45. Sorry was distarcetd for a moment.
46. The typo was her fault.
47. Just a quick fondle.
48. :D
49. I am truly happy.
50. Half way done with this particular list.
51. I mean really really really HAPPY!!!!!!!!
52. I never realized how easily distarcted I could be.
53. She easily distracts me.
54. Totally on purpose.
55. I have a cool bar I hang out in.
56. It's called "longbranch"
57. That's where I found where I am supposed to be.
58. Concrete Blonde's "Bloodletting" is now playing on the CD player (well it's a tape playing in the "boom box")
59. Waiting for mapquest to show us where Longbranch is.
60. God damnit...still waiting.
61. all right I found it...it's now linked up above.
62. Oh yeah I gotta wear glasses now.
63. IT SUX!!!!!
64. Did I mention that glasses truly suck yet??
65. If I didn't, well than ...
66. They are truly the cause of heinousity.
67. Yes I do creat my own words.
68. If you don't like...than you truly are the lowest suckage point that a non-erection can cause.
69. hehehehehehehehe
70. I still love that number.
71. Even more now.
72. That's the year I was born in.
73. This is not the year I was born in.
74. This is the first time I had someone reading over my shoulder as I write on this blog.
75. For once...I don't mind at all.
76. Actually...I kind of like it.
77. WOW look double numbers.
78. Now she's teasing.
79. :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :P
80. It's almost 130 AM
81. WOW!!! I can't ever stop staring at Mamey's butt.
82. She just walked away to turn the tape over.
83. She's blushing again.
84. She does that a lot for some reason.
85. I don't know why.
86. Now she's dancing.
87. :D
88. Damnit...my butt's getting sore from sitting here so long.
89. Oh crap I had an idea...now it went away.
90. Only 10 more things to come up with.
91. Hehehehehehe...I got another idea...but this aint a sexblog so I can't say it here.
92. Hmmmmmm....maybe I could any way.
93. But I won't...
94. This time.
95. You know I had a lot of fun this time with my 100 list.
96. I think I will try to do this every couple of months.
97. Craaap...just had a sneeze attack.
98. FUCK!!!!! I just put the kleenex in my soda.
99. That sucked.
100. Cuz now I am really thirsty....
101. Well I'm not that picky....gulp gulp gulp

STAR WARS EPISODE 3

This was both one of the most tragic and most thought compelling movies in the Star Wars saga. The fall of Anakin and his transformation into Vader, was complete, woeful and almost horrifying. The acting was superb. The visuals were stunning. The story was almost flawless. The action sequences were simply awesome. The fact of the matter is that this is hands down one of the best movies I have ever seen.
It was also one of the hardest movies to watch. It was heartwrenching and despondent. It was a movie about a brokenheart, that wanted to do nothing more than save the loves of his life, and in doing so, sells his soul to the devil to lose everything in the end. It also made me wonder what I would have done in the same situation, and I realized that I would have been one of the fallen too. I would have succumbed to the dark side myself, even though the price of my decision would greatly outweigh the good I wanted to do. But in Anakin's mind, as in mine, it was the right choice. How far would I go to save my loved ones? What price would I pay? What would I do? I don't know anymore.

Jose

DEAR EX-FRIEND

Dear Ex-friend,
How dare you take something as simple as an affirmation of friendship, question others about it and than talk to a person who has no right to know any of this. I considered you a friend and a confidant, but I see all you are is a jezebel who takes pleasure in stoking fires of ill will between people. How dare you take such liberties with MY life in such a manner. If you had any questions or reservations as to what my words meant, it should have been me you came too. Up until this moment I held you in high regard and defended your character from many slanderous statements. No longer will I do that. I can see clearly I did not lose a friend, because a friend would never have done that. All you have done is make my life much simpler, by excluding you from my world and inner circle of trusted individuals who do have my confidence, conviction and credence. Thank you again for your deceitful and insincere ways, for my life shines brighter now that YOU are not in it.

Jose

STAR WARS EPISODE 3

hehehehehehehehe, just getting ready for my SW Episode 3 moment. So I thought I'd go back to the original trilogy to find some things to entertain and I found this instead. The best qutes in my opinion from the 3 who delvered them the best, enjoy and I'll let you know how my Star Warection and I fared after, dare I say it (with a tear in my eye) the last Star Wars movie.

"Help me, Obi-Wan Kenobi; you're my only hope." - Princess Leia, A New Hope
"I recognized your foul stench when I was brought on board." - Princess Leia, A New Hope
"Aren't you a little short for a stormtrooper?" - Princess Leia, A New Hope
"Into the garbage chute, flyboy." - Princess Leia, A New Hope
"Will somebody get this big walking carpet out of my way!?" - Princess Leia, A New Hope
"You came in that thing? You're braver than I thought." - Princess Leia, A New Hope
"I'd just as soon kiss a Wookiee." - Princess Leia, The Empire Strikes Back
"Why, you stuck up, half-witted, scruffy-looking nerf-herder." - Princess Leia, The Empire Strikes Back
"Would it help if I got out and pushed?" - Princess Leia, The Empire Strikes Back
"You do have your moments. Not many of them, but you do have them." - Princess Leia, The Empire Strikes Back
"Captain, being held by you isn't quite enough to get me excited." - Princess Leia, The Empire Strikes Back
"I have a bad feeling about this." - Princess Leia, The Empire Strikes Back
"I love you." - Princess Leia, The Empire Strikes Back
"Someone who loves you." - Princess Leia, Return of the Jedi

"Don't be too proud of this technological terror you've constructed. The ability to destroy a planet is insignificant next to the power of the Force." - Darth Vader, A New Hope
"I find your lack of faith disturbing." - Darth Vader, A New Hope
"Your powers are weak, old man." - Darth Vader, A New Hope
"He will join us or die, my master." - Darth Vader, The Empire Strikes Back
"Apology accepted, Captain Needa." - Darth Vader, The Empire Strikes Back
"You have learned much, young one." - Darth Vader, The Empire Strikes Back
"You are beaten. It is useless to resist." - Darth Vader, The Empire Strikes Back
"Impressive. Most impressive." - Darth Vader, The Empire Strikes Back
"No, I am your father!" - Darth Vader, The Empire Strikes Back
"You may dispense with the pleasantries, Commander." - Darth Vader, Return of the Jedi
"What is thy bidding, my master?" - Darth Vader, Return of the Jedi
"You are unwise to lower your defenses!" - Darth Vader, Return of the Jedi
"You don't know the power of the Dark Side!" - Darth Vader, Return of the Jedi

"You've never heard of the Millennium Falcon? It's the ship that made the Kessel run in less than twelve parsecs." - Han Solo, A New Hope
"I'll bet you have." - Han Solo, A New Hope
"Hokey religions and ancient weapons are no match for a good blaster at your side, kid." - Han Solo, A New Hope
"Traveling through hyperspace ain't like dusting crops, boy." - Han Solo, A New Hope
"I take orders from just one person: Me!" - Han Solo, A New Hope
"Wonderful girl! Either I'm gonna kill her or I'm beginning to like her." - Han Solo, A New Hope
"What an incredible smell you've discovered!" - Han Solo, A New Hope
"I've got a very bad feeling about this." - Han Solo, A New Hope
"You know, sometimes I amaze even myself." - Han Solo, A New Hope
"No reward is worth this." - Han Solo, A New Hope
"Great kid! Don't get cocky." - Han Solo, A New Hope
"Who's scruffy-looking?" - Han Solo, The Empire Strikes Back
"You look strong enough to pull the ears of a gundark." - Han Solo, The Empire Strikes Back
"Never tell me the odds." - Han Solo, The Empire Strikes Back
"Sorry sweetheart. I haven't got time for anything else." - Han Solo, The Empire Strikes Back
"I have no time to discuss this with the Committee!" - Han Solo, The Empire Strikes Back
"Laugh it up, fuzzball." - Han Solo, The Empire Strikes Back
"Hurry up, goldenrod, or you're gonna be a permanent resident!" - Han Solo, The Empire Strikes Back
"You like me because I'm a scoundrel. There aren't enough scoundrels in your life." - Han Solo, The Empire Strikes Back
"I'm nice men." - Han Solo, The Empire Strikes Back
"I know." - Han Solo, The Empire Strikes Back

I'M IN A HOLY ROLLER STATE OF MIND

You know for some reason for the last few days, I have strated to include "God" into my everyday word pattern. You know the "God loves you and so do I" statements. This is weird, well even for me, because you see "god" and I have some issues we're trying to work out. So the fact that I mention him (yes I do know he/she is genderless but work with me here) in everyday talk kind of wierds me out. You see I am thankful for the fact that I get every day with my partner. That I get to make others laugh and be there when they need a shoulder. For once in my life, I don't have any reason to be unhappy. I have my health, as poor as I am making it. I have a job that pays the bills. No, I'll never be rich but that's ok. I'm with my best friend who also happens to be my partner and girlfriend. I find myself looking towards the future and getting excited by it. I have re-found my lust for life. I have for the most part been reborn. So I was thinking that maybe there is a plan for all of us? Or maybe I'm just so damn happy now, that when I think of all those years I spent "thinking" I was happy, I realized I was doing nothing more than lying to myself. To actually know what it means when 2 hearts beat as one. When loving someone is as natural as breathing and just as important. When you have conversations where even the silence is comforting. When the sharing of your fears is just as important as sharing your hopes and dreams. So yeah at times like that do I thank myslef for waking up and seeing things as they truly are? Or is it a higher power, divine intervention or fate? I don't know, but I am grateful for it. Eveyrday.

Jose

UNITED I CAN STAND

You know the funny part of my existance, is that sometimes I get so wrapped up in my own self delusions, that I forget about many things. For example, I forget that there are people who have had dream jobs and wonderful lives that because of human frailties they can't do them anymore. Or the fact that not everyone is happy with where they are, whether it's a city, a job or relationship. I used to believe in the age old mantra...what comes around goes around. Well that's a crock of shit. I mean a big ole stinking pile of fly buffet served from the ass end of an escrement supplier. Yeah i know it sounds defeatist but it isn't. Everyone has to work at whatever happiness or in some cases the misery that surrounds them. I realize this. You see i'm happy to the deepest reaches of my soul right now. And I know my partner is too. But sometimes the sadness of the life she used to have shows up in her eyes. I know this because the same sadness will sometimes creep back into my very fiber and weighs at my heart and starts to drag me down the road of doubt and self pity. I realized today that she is the jedi master, and I am but a padawan learner. She is the stronger of us and I'm ok with that. I used to believe that my shoulders were broad enough to hold the world aka Atlas, But the truth is that I can barely stand at times and even without knowing it, thinking of her has given me the abilty to stand tall. Which is a good thing because being able to stand tall also means I can stand next to her, and even though she is shorter than me, she still towers over me. But I can stand next to her as an equal, and very honestly that is one of the greatest joys of my life.

A TRIP DOWN MEMORY LANE

You know my faithful and faithless, it seems whenever Superman seens to creep in my thoughts, I seem to drift back to more innocent days. When all flying took was to tie a towel around your neck, make the "whoooooosh" sound, jump up like you're taking off and that sort of false jump to pretend you just landed. When standing with your hands balled into fists pressed against your hips was all you needed to do deflect bullets. When "this is a job for Superman" was your battlecry to protect the innocent. The days of simple thoughts and ideas. Those days when waking up on Saturday mornings to catch him on the "Super Friends" was the pinnacle of happiness. Yeah, I miss those days alot. Recently I have found that the real world sucks worse than a partner with chipped and missing teeth. I realize that not everything is fixed with "truth justice and the American way". I am starting to see that the world is where "CRIMINALS ARE A COWARDLY AND SUPERSTITIOUS LOT, SO MYDISGUISE MUST BE ABLE TO STRIKE TERROR INTO THEIR HEARTS. I MUST BE A CREATURE OF THE NIGHT, BLACK, TERRIBLE" kind of place. You see I have really lost a lot of faith in the human race. It is a sad and very real forthcoming, that the demise of the human ideal will be, sad as it is to say, at the hands of man. And no I don't mean "man" as a gender but as whole. You see when I went to work today this blog started writing itself in my mind. Man builds just to tear down again. Than I started thinking about all of the things we as a race have done. We created. We destroy. We love. Only to love to hate. Yeah I know...as usual I am being very melodramatic, as is my nature, but I rarely ever hear about those things that used to inspire me as a child. Instead I hear about the horrors and fears that make my soul scream. Terrorism and crime. Abuse and abandonment. Neglect. Murder. Rape. All the things that strip away innocence. All the things that make children grow up, and become adults before they are ready. All the things that push you run in the "real world" when you still are not able to walk yet. Yeah I guess I still long for the days of "Super Friends" and hope for the world. Now I just long for some good news every once in a while.

I guess I remain Jose

...ending on a downer and looking for that red towel to tie around my neck, trying to catch those days gone by...

A MISSION STATEMENT

You know I have come to the conclusion after so many of the blogs that I truly enjoy have closed up shop because "people" know who they are and they didn't want to offend anyone or worse yet get asked "Are you talking about me?" This is a blog, this is where we talk about the things in life that make us laugh, make us cry and piss us off. It's like getting a peak into our collective thoughts and getting the real deal. Now, yeah I know this might upset some people, but this isn't about "you", it's about us, the bloggers. I've been writing about many things here for a little while now, and it seems like I've offended someone. By saying how I was feeling she thinks it was all her fault and that I blame her, but it wasn't and I'm not. It was also mine. I accept that. I gave up on myself. That's where the feeling came from. I gave up everything I was and am. This is nobody's fault but mine. Well I was debating whether or not I was gonna talk about it...knowing that there are a few people who know all the parties involved in what happened. I than decided. This is my life. This is my blog where I talk about my life. I talk about all the things that I needed to get out of my chaotic mind to start healing myself. Than I asked myself why would this be any different? It wouldn't be. So I started writing again. The need to get my feelings and thoughts in the open was again important to me. This is called Confessions of a Cereal Eater. Confessions being the operative word. So I did that. I guess what I'm trying to say is that if you don't want to be on here...ever, than you very honestly can't be in my world. This blog is a part of my world now. These are the things that I can't usually say in person. So I type them here. It's cathartic and is as much a part of my life as breathing. So there you have it. This blog will be here as long as I am breathing. With way more frequent updates, if you can't tell already.

ALL THINGS MUST COME TO AN END

Well, it's been a while since I was here last. The day that I wrote about Rocky, my life changed...again. You see if you go back and reread my blog from the beginning, you can see that part of me was being suppressed choked and slowly dying. Well after contemplating of an "easy way out" and a week of alcohol numbing (which is what I do in response to a heavy dose of reality slapping me in the face) I came to a decision. I wanted out. I needed out. I needed space. I needed to be free of the shackles of complacency. Without going into to many details, I left WG, and moved in with my best friend. The same friend who I was denied because of jealousy. I guess looking back I can see why. You see when we met we connected. We got along great, having so much in common, from the love of movies to "porn mad libs". I used to look forward to talking to her through Yahoo messenger, until I found out WG was getting jealous because we talked. Than we had lunch together, back when I was still trying to find a job in "rivendale", and we sort of had this unspoken pact. We weren't going to talk anymore. We wouldn't hang out anymore. In short, we would avoid each other like the plague. And we did. It sucked. I was lonely without my friend. Well we did this for close to 6 months. The loneliness of knowing my friend was "here" and not being able to do anything about it just about killed me. Than when I reached my breaking point...this is at the end of the 5 day bender I was on, I asked her if I could move in with her. She said yes. I said "wow". So after a slight stumble I did move in with her. Than one day (this was this past Saturday) I asked her out on a date. We had dinner. We watched a movie. It was "Life as a House". We had some cocktails. We talked about our feelings toward each other. I asked if she was willing to chance our friendship at something more. She said yes. I said "wow". So than on Sunday, after work I stopped here and asked her out on what we would call our second official date. I asked if she wanted to go for a walk to the park. She said yes. I said "wow". So we went, and we swung on the swings, we sat along the lake, and I acted like I was going to throw her in the lake. It was a very nice late afternoon. Well that's where I stand now. A new beginning with my best friend. I don't know what will happen. But than again who does? All I know is that for the first time in many months, I am truly excited about what tomorrow will bring. Just thought I'd let you all know what was going on in the now more complicated yet way more simple world of Jose.

Well see you all soon, and I'll let you all know what's going on in my little world.

Jose

DEAR GOD

Dear God,

What's up? I know we don't talk much anymore, but hey we're both pretty busy nowadays. I just have some things I need to ask you? I mean why did you give us free will only to punish us for using it? I mean it's not like you gave us an instruction manual to go with it. You didn't give it to your first creations nor did you give it to anything else. In your book you said that we were the favorites of all your creations, yet you abandoned your first born, never forgiving them, but you than sacrificed your "true" son only to give the rest of us a chance at forgiveness, but did you ever forgive the first "betrayers"? I don't think you did, nor do I think you ever will. You are just being a stubborn parent who was crossed, and even though you were and are wrong you still won't admit it. I think that's a pretty selfish thing. I think it's a pretty human thing. I think it's about time you got over it.

Jose

AN UPDATE OF EPIC PROPORTIONS or AT LEAST ONE MAN'S VIEW ON LIFE

It actually starts here...

http://www.confessionsofacerealeater.blog-city.com/read/864293.htm

well when it comes to the fear of snakes...still got em...the fear of heights...well right now I work as a "driver" in the warehouse, which mainly means I have to get product for other employees...and that means going about 19 or so feet off the ground standing on a pallet and realizing that the fall from this height would not only hurt, but the bouncing off the racking would probably do alot of damage...but it's getting less terrifying everyday. One day I hope to just be nervous of heights, instead of freaking scared shiznitless of them. Guns...well they still weird me out, but as soon as it's nice, I am gonna go on a range.

Now on to other things...

I lost my best buddy in the world. I've not kept many things in my world. I sell DVD's and CD's even though I love both. I sold 95 percent of my comics, and I still love reading the ones I still have. I've sold books but once they were gone, I didn't think about them at all. The only true constant in my life for the past 11 years was a little ball of fur named Rocky. He was a chinchilla. Now he's gone. I miss him terribly. I never thought there would come a time when I wouldn't have him in my life. I know there were times I didn't do enough for him, but he was always there. During the happy times, and during the low times. He was my best little buddy, and it really pisses me off that he left me. I know, I know "it's just a stupid chin" but he was a constant. Now my constant is gone. I hate knowing that I wasn't there. I hate knowing that he passed away alone. I hate knowing that. I truly do. I hate the fact that I keep being to late to be there. I hate the fact that I know I will lose more people and pets in my life and I can't do a damn thing about it. I hate being mortal and having mortal thoughts and not being able to change any of that. But mostly I just miss him. Alot.

You know I was gonna write more, but for today the confessional is done...

I remain a man a lot more empty than I was before named

Jose

WELL WELL WELL, LOOK WHAT THE CAT COUGHED UP

What up "G-folk"? I'm here again in a somewhat timely fashion. I have a few questions to answer before I get to the the reason for this season. First I work in a warehouse, not a factory, oh sweet aunt jemimah I could never do "factory" setting again. Yes, for some reason I do like NASCAR. I actually sit down and watch all 4 hours plus of these really fast cars turning left. It was kind of a shock to me too, and of course the minute I get a driver I wanna cheer for he decides that this is his last year of fulltime racing. Man I really have to work on my timing. No, fishing is still not on the top of my fun list. If you ask WG or her family, they can attest to my lack of desire for ice fishing. Now last summer I went fishing off the peir at her parents house. This was a choice of mine. I wanted to try it out to see the big appeal. I'll admit I did like the chance to relax on a warm day with a beer, sitting on the pier and doing nothing more than feeding the fish, but what would I do if I actually caught one?? That answer I don't know. As for football, that's a little easier to explain. Still not a great big fan of it, but I really do enjoy going to real life games as opposed to watching it on TV. You see, you really get caught in the excitement and exhileration, when 72,601 people start screaming and cheering. Now that's some cool shit. And no, I will never ever ever go by the name Joe. It's not my name, was never my name and I will never answer to said name.
Now on to other things. This is an explanation of things. It happens sometimes that by doing what I percieve to be the right course of action, sometimes is just the oppisite. I stopped buying comics over a year ago. Which means I haven't said anything to my friends who shop and work there in that same amount of time. I did this for basically one reason. Shame. I didn't want to be a "tool" and I knew with my mind set that's exactly where I was going. I figured that since the "the others" were still shopping there, I didn't want to put them in that awkward position. And I didn't want the guy's to see me at that particular point in my life. I had a demon to accept, a monkey on my back to tame and a lot of thinking and "resetting" to do. I had relied on so many people till this time that I knew there were some things that I needed to deal with alone. Well as time passed and miles passed, I figured that like other things in my existance, that they would simply forget about me. Well I guess I was wrong. It seems to happen more and more lately. But I still remember Feb 13. Wow is it 11 years?? I didn't forget, and thinking now I ws pretty dumb to think that you would have too. Oh yeah that Batman pin is now on my visor and has been since I moved up here. Just thought you'd like to know.

EXCERPTS FROM AN EMAIL, AND MY RESPONSES

You ever get the feelings that sometimes you don't know people as well you think you do. I moved away from Waukesha, partly because of the bad history I have there, partly because I didn't want to be running into people who I simply didn't want to see anymore but mostly I moved away simply because I hadn't been happy there for a long time. Yeah it took my ex dumping me to make me see that we both already knew that it wasn't going to work out. She just said it out loud before I did. But we both knew where it was headed long before that final fight. So time passes, and usually the only things we talk about are money (you see my car is in her name as is the loan, but almost 2 months ago we finally got that semi-straightened out) and that all. I was ok with that. I know that if you go back you can find the posting of said breakup and my somewhat jaded comments about it. I will admit that all of them are honest, but some are a bit more bitter (with everything being kinda fresh at the time) than I wanted them to be. It's been a year. It's been a one whole year since the fated question and answer that brought me here.

So now I know you are all wondering why I am here talking about the past? I got an email from the ex about a cell phone bill and after the cell phone statement she said

"How are things with the vehicle? How bout with your girl, you don't talk about her on your blog anymore."

so I said

both are good, and I didn't know you still read it, kinda figured you didn't care about what was happening in my world

Figuring that would be the end of it. Well as usual I was wrong. It seems to happen a lot. Cus the ex responded with this...

You were a part of my life for 8 years, I can't just walk away from that and not care anymore. I still check out the blog from time to time.
I told John and Other John about it too. I know John has checked it out but I don't know about Other John. I think John was looking for something about him and the "comic life" you left behind to be mentioned.
He askes me how you are doing when I see him and I get my information from your blog so you really gotta update it more.

Me

well this made me rethink a lot of things. Not in the I made a mistake kind of way, but in the we spent 8 years together, good and bad, and I don't know you at all kind of way. So I guess I'll be do a whole lot of updates, simply because i have a lot to talk about now. I was tenative to talk about certain things (my past) because even though I do share a lot of things here, I was very worried about how they would be taken by the people who they were about. I'll be honest, I was ready to kill this blog tonight. I had opened it and wrote my farewell speech. Than I got an email notice and read it. That was the above portion written by the ex...and than I realized one simple thing. I'm not done or dead. I have many many things to talk about, discuss and say. So at this moment I actually have to thank the ex, John and OJ (that's Other John) for making me realize one simple thing. The story is never over, it continues on and on.

OK I HAVE A PLAN

Well hello hi and howdy all you crazzeee kats!!! It's been a bit since I wasted your time with my useless drivel and what can I say but, "well it's that time again." It's a Tuesday eve and I have no plans other than laundry for tomorrow. You see they have this silly thing at work that every 3rd sunday you have to work and when you do you get Wednesday off. Well I was employed on Sunday so I have tomorrow off. And since laundry and dishes are 2 of my most unliked chores I try to put both off as much as possible. Well it seems that 3 weeks is the limit because at that point all my unmentionables are in need of a roll in the wash. So yay me...I get to do that tomorrow. Ironically it's never the washing or drying of the clothes that I hate, it's the folding I hate. When I was still in Waukesha, I was able to hang all my clothes, but now I got to fold and put away my naked skin coverings. I know of all the things I could possibly talk about I'm talking about laundry. Sweet Sister Christian, I really need to find a hobby. Oh as a side note...if any of you faithful readers have the movie Casino on dvd and are willing to part with it, or have a dvd burner and are willing or able to make me a copy please oh please email me at confessionsofacerealeater@yahoo.com, or leave me a line here and we'll talk and make arrangements. Well anyway getting back to the nowhere I began...so I was telling myself it had been a while since I was here, and it's about time I got back on a schedule of sorts. So I have come to the conclusion that I will try to be 3 times a month. I figure if I can't keep that schedule up, it's time to bring this bad boy down. So with that said it's time for me to go and check my email which I have neglected longer than I have neglected my blog. So I'll be back at lest 2 more times before this month is over. And if you're bored drop me a line or two. Until than....have faith in something but most importantly believe in yourself...with that I remain

Jose

WOW, I SHOWED UP ON A GOOGLE SEARCH, I GUESS I'LL HAVE TO CELEBRATE THAT TOMORROW

You know just on a lark I decided to see if my blog actually showed up on a Google search, and I'll be damned it did. Than I went back and looked at what else showed up before me...DAMN...I didn't know there was a comic book with the same title. Now I first chose the name of this blog as a spoof on the title of the movie "Confessions of a Serial Killer" and a moment in Sandman, a now finished comic book in the DC comics, Vertigo imprint, where all these people show up at a "Serial Convention". It turns out that they are all serial killers, yet everyone thinks its a cereal convention. I thought this was a very clever play on words, so I decided to go the extra inch and make a play on these two titles. So I came up with Confessions of a Cereal eater. Now this whole time I had no idea that there was a comic book. Had I known I would have spent a few more minutes trying to come up with something a bit more clever. But I didn't. What I hope is that the author, Rob Maisch, will forgive my lack of attention for detail. I guess I'll have to find, buy and read these books and start plugging them for free, because I have yet to recieve any death threats, for accidently stealing his title. So Mr. Maisch from the bottom of my heart please forgive me. I'll be doing what I can to make it up to you.

RABBIT IS GOOD, RABBIT IS WISE, BUT BEING A GUY STILL HINDERS RATIONAL THOUGHT

Oh my god, it's so cool to know I fit into smaller shirts again. I know that sounds vain, but for crying out loud, I write a blog about me, myself and mine, so vanity is obviously not a problem. Wow, I actually miss writing on here. That's a pretty farked up idea. That I need to justify my existance by writing on a blog that no one reads, but it's there just in case. ...well today was a pretty boring day of football watching, grocery shopping and well now wasting time and brain cells in front of the sacred porn down loader. ...oh yeah, dial up is KILLING me...just had to say that. ...so now this day is almost over and between Poison playing on the cd player, the rum free diet drink, the dishes that need washing and my looking forward to the rythmic patterings of a shower head that leads to the self cleaning process, I guess I can't really complain about my day. But I do miss three things that used to happen while I was online: Booze ashtrays and porn on the TV. What can I say, I'm a simple man ...and who ever thought Iron Chef was a good idea for an american audience?? I know I watch some useless drivel, but c'mon. Now don't get me wrong I do like the final presentation and I do like some of the "food designs" but an hour of kung fu theater bad over dubs reminds me old Godzilla movies and makes it a litle hard for me to sit through it without laughing. It's like watching Godzilla vs Mothra all over again. Yes I do watch it, but I do it for merely self abuse than out of enjoyment. ...I have no attention span, while I'm writing this blog, I'm catching up on Something Positive, reading the blogs I've been neglecting and wondering when will I be able to bring up my "porn loader" from home, and no not the DVD player he he he he he he ...why does the word speculum make me giggle?? ...oh yeah, Brides Of Destruction, find it, buy it, love it and OF COURSE I MEAN RIGHT NOW!! ...why is violent and abusive humor so funny?? ...and why is slanderous God humor funny too??

SPORTIN THE FUNK, GIVE ME A BASS BEAT THUMPA THUMPA

Happy New Year my crazy crazy cats. I can't believe it's been so long since I was here last. Well actually I can, and I'm sorry. I don't know how many people are still reading this or just gave up being it's been roughly 6 weeks since I last updated. But it's a new year, so we'll see what happens. My goal is to try to be here at least once a week. Even if it's just to say "blah blah blah blah blah blah blah". Well to let you all know whats going on, in this boring mans life. The job is still going well. The situation with WG is still going great. It's frikken cold up here. Oh daaaaamn I never complain aabout the cold, because it's like the truth. It's unchangeable and complaing about it just makes you look like a fool and really annoys standing in ear shot. But I am just stating a very true fact. especially when on Christmas Eve, we actually hit -28 degrees. Now that's making the boys look for warmth somewhere near my liver, I shit you not. But Christmas was good, New Year was a little dissapointing, because the CUZ couldn't make it, but the master of running self tackling drills, said he'd try to make it up here in a couple of weeks. So most things are going pretty good...but sadly the reality of my personal life taking a postive upswing, is kind of hindered by the very real fact of my parents splitting up. Ok, I know it's mom and step-dad, but even through all the bullshacket we went through, you don't pick your family, you deal with them, than you either love them or hate them. And what can I say I love them verily and truly. But I do find the situation infuriating because it was the CUZ who told me not my parents and I find that positively heart wrenching. So in my silent protest of the way they have handled their last 2-3 years of marriage and how they left me out of the "family loop" by not calling them or talking to them, well except on the holidays. Is it a juvenile and petty act? Absolutley. But it's my perogative. Sometimes no action makes the biggest statement, and sometimes it's like a fart in the wind...it goes unnoticed. So yeah the better things get in my life...the the crapier they get. It's true...it's sad and so frikken true.