All the Gold, all the Guns, all the Girls, in the World, Couldn’t Get You Off
So I just got back today from Vancouver for James UFC 115 fight. Good times up there with the guys. I ended up couchsurfing with a lovely young lady named Fay. She was pretty cool, 19, worked at a tattoo shop, had a clothes pin through her arm for fun when I met her. We had a few pretty good late night conversations, she was ridiculously welcoming for some reason, hopefully one day I’ll get to return the favor. Had some fun experiences, like figuring out how to take the bus to and from Fay’s house to downtown where James and all the guys were. Apparently buses in Vancouver don’t appreciate when you try to pay them in American dollars, considering they only take Canadian money… in coin form. I think the bus drivers reaction was something like this “Really? It’s not even Canadian… I think that’s the least prepared I’ve ever seen… there’s really not much to say, just go sit down.” I’d never thought a bus driver could make me feel like such a loser before but this man accomplished it. Needless to say I made sure I had appropriate payment for every subsequent bus trips. Vancouver was pretty rad, and so is my phone for being able to navigate my drunk ass back to Fay’s place at 4 am using buses. I think I must have spent under 100 dollars the entire time I was there. It really helped that I won that bet against James on the Lidell v Franklin fight.
Saw a naked bike riding protest while walking to see the fights. More Ass Less Gas?
It’s fun spending time with the guys from the gym in a none training setting, and going out to clubs with Joker is always interesting, that guys a character. We saw a girl get hit by her fat drunk boyfriend and had to keep Mike from head kicking him. I’m glad he didn’t as I hate bailing people out from Canadian jail. Oh also Vancouver smells like marijuana everywhere, literally. I was bummed that I had to leave this morning as Fay was having “Acid Sunday” which just sounded like a fantastic way to spend Sunday morning.
Madison and I started texting a little bit one afternoon last week. It was good hearing from her. I miss her a lot sometimes. At the same time I know there’s a good reason we stopped seeing each other. I did love her a lot and probably still do a little. I think she likes messing with my head a little bit, she thinks I deserve it for breaking her heart probably. It’s kind of weird still having her entire life at my work. I think I miss being in love and having a meaningful connection with a girl, which is hard for me to have.
I started training a lot more lately, which I really like doing, I think training with Joker in the mornings can really get my wrestling better which would make fighting much easier for me, being able to control having the fight on the feet or the ground would be really useful. At the same time my father boss decided it would be a good week to have me start “helping him do his work because he wants to relax more”. So basically what I’ve been asking to do since I started there since there’s no point in working there if I’m not going to be in a position to run it when he can’t one day. So now I’ve got way too much on my plate… as usual. The Porsche I love needs a new motor, I could probably get away with it for 8k. But the motor I want will cost significantly more than that. Probably should sell the Subaru, since I don’t even particularly like it. It sucks to sell a car with 500whp though when you could almost maybe keep it… sorta.
Oh so title of this post is actually a Metric song, whose music I need to download more of. Kind of makes me feel like its written about me. I feel like the more I continue on in life it takes more and more excitement to satisfy me. Track days aren’t all that exciting anymore even though I’m faster than a lot of race cars. I want to race the M3 so probably going to get a race license this year. I’m still working on that pilots license, which is coming a long ok but slowly. It’s expensive. And the more girls I date the more I realize I’m getting bored with them faster and faster. Which is ridiculous because I’ve dated some really fantastic and “fun” girls lately who I should probably definitely fall for, but I can’t manage to. I’m sure the next girl I fall for will be someone else who is bad for me in some way and that all my friends dislike… again. I felt like such a fool for letting Stephanie back into my life earlier this year, what a retarded thing to do. I realized after my room mate and her started pulling that bullshit how she hasn’t had a positive effect on my life since a year before we broke up. I don’t know why I continually let people into my life who make things difficult for myself.
A month or so ago I really wanted to do this Lemons racing thing that me and Mario had come across and I actually brought it up to Mike and getting really excited about it. But then I realized… why would I do something like that with someone who I don’t even trust, and still resent? I guess I just get excited about things and forget about things like that. Its so weird there have been so few people in my life that I’ve actually cut out because they’ve abused my trust. I never expected that from Mike of all people, but I guess its never the people you’d expect. Sachin was right, I should have cut my losses after the first incident. Maybe I should be more careful who I trust.
It was nice seeing Clouse when she came back for a week or so, that girl is amazing, I can’t believe how well she is doing with everything that’s happened. I’d never tell her but I’m really proud of her for getting through all that shit and for dealing with me making fun of her constantly. I think she’ll always be one of my closest friends even though I rarely see her. And I’m glad she has a guy who is always there for her.
I’m thinking I need to tone it down on the girls, focus a little more on my stuff, get things in order. I’m probably going to want to have a kid some day, but I can’t imagine with whom.
Vancouver had some gorgeous women, I don’t know why, I think I should spend some more time in Brazil or Colombia or something and find someone to have a brief love affair with.
Ball Lickers.
