Time is of the essence

Maybe I forgot I had a blog....deal with it....Anyway, I was recently watching Saved by the Bell, and yes I watch it because Kelly Kapowski is hot, and I saw the episode where Jesse gets addicted to pills and freaks out. Its pretty hilarious despite the fact its supposed to be a dramatic moment. In the episode she is whining that she has to take pills because she doesn't have any time. Frankly, that hooker (she plays a stripper in movies so its not offensive) has no idea what its like to never have time. I recently started an internship and I never realized how much time I did have before that. Here is how my week works now.
Monday-Thursday:
5am wakeup
5:45-1 Work
1:30-6pm internship
Friday:
Same thing as before except work goes from 5:45-4ish. No internship on Friday
Oh but wait, that's not all 5-9pm school
Saturday:
9am-4pm School (yes I take a weekend class)
Sunday:
11:15-4:30 Church and church related meetings
Throw in the fact I have homework, other church duties, and a part-time job doing yard work and maintenance at an apartment complex, I think its fair to say that Jesse Spano has no idea what its like not having any time...I deserve a nap...

48 hour kits.....for zombies!

For years my church has been telling people that they should have a 48 hour emergency kit. They have also been teaching people that they should have food storage. I have also noticed that lately TV and movies are starting to promote Zombies again. I may not be John Nash (the schizo mathematician from A Beautiful Mind) but if you put the two together, I think its obvious that really the emergency we all need to be preparing for is a zombie attack. Have you seen the movie I am legend? Sadly it was a cancer curing drug that turned everyone into freaking vampire zombie things. Having food storage does you no good, if you get bit in the neck by one of the walking dead. You might be thinking, "Eric you are crazy, there aren't going to be zombies." Well I would reply by saying you should read the bible sometime, because it basically admits there will be zombies:
Isaiah 26 :19 Thy dead men shall live, together with my dead body shall they arise. Awake and sing, ye that dwell in dust: for thy dew is as the dew of herbs, and the earth shall cast out the dead.
There it is folks, there will be zombies. So I have started preparing my emergency kit. It has the usual like flashlights and band-aids, but I have started buying whittling knives to sharpen spears and arrows, and I will soon be buying a Louisville slugger bat. The bat is really the tool need, the fact that it is a Louisville slugger is because I like flair. One day I will get a gun that doesn't shoot Nerf darts, but Rome wasn't built in a day, and neither was my Zombie survival kit

Picture that!

If learn anything about me, let it be this; I love wearing costumes and love having my picture taken. There is something fun about getting dressed up in an outfit that you would not normally wear, and its even more fun when that gets documented through photographic evidence. They say a picture says a thousand words, but I only need it to say a few: "This guy is a lot of fun....oh and check out those clothes." Maybe its a little juvenile, but its still a lot of fun. I have too many examples to post, so just check out my facebook page. It won't take you long to see what I am talking about.

Making wishes

I feel a little bad about posting this, however, I am 90% sure that other people will share my sentiments. Often times when I see some idiot driving recklessly down the street, I think to myself, "I sincerely hope I see them pulled over later." And it really is a sweet moment when I actually do see them pulled over by a cop. I realize that I often speed as well, but I am in no way whizzing through traffic like I was in a race. And so maybe, I'm not ashamed to admit, I openly wish ill upon people who drive like idiots on the road.

Caught in the act

I can't say this will be an long post. However, I do a lot of dumb stuff at work. Most of which is to keep me entertained because sitting in a desk for 8 hours is very hard for me. That being said, I end up doing a lot of dumb stuff at work. EVERY TIME I start doing something weird, like shooting Nerf darts at people or riding my chair around the call floor, the project manager mysteriously appears out of no where. I guess its embarrassing. I don't plan on stopping, but really, it is uncanny how often he catches me doing something. Although, the odds are in his favor or turning the corner and seeing me playing around.

Dollar store is sketchy

I absolutely could not think of a more clever title for this blog post. It's much harder than you think. But sticking with the theme of the dollar store, I actually intend on talking about the dollar store. I also intend to see how many times I can say "dollar store" before people get upset and realize I should use more pronouns in my creative writing. However, today I went to the dollar store. I volunteered to buy some dollar store toys to give to kids in the hospital. I know, I am awesome. However, while parking in the parking lot I realized something; the dollar store scares me somewhat. If it was the brightest part of the day, I probably wouldn't have cared so much, but something about pulling up to a sketchy store, in a sketchy building just makes a grown man question his ability to defend himself if needed. Lets be honest, its not like the dollar store is going to have security cameras around to catch any mischief that may happen. And why should they, everything in that store is worth A DOLLAR. Not a lot of high end merchandise in that store. The fact that there is only 2 registers for the whole store should let you know at any point, how much traffic they expect. So like a said, the dollar store scares me. I think I even caught rocky mountain fever for just wandering in there.
Dollar store mentions: 8 (not including the title or this summary line)

Oh whats in a name?

I have sadly gotten into a habit of blog stalking. Its amazing to me how much time some people put into making their blog's neat. They have all sorts of graphics, different music playing, and crazy fonts. Good for them. I don't get it. I have been running this blog for a while and frankly I just use it as a way to spat out whatever is on my mind. Its a lazy mans journal really. And in all honesty, I don't get the word "Blog" itself. Its a weird word. Who came up with it? It sounds like a noise I would make when pretending to throw up. (At this point you have thought about throwing up and saying "blog" while doing it....you are welcome for that mental image)

Take a Picture, it'll Last Longer

I genuinely wish I took more pictures of things. In high school I took a photography class and it was by far one of the most fun things I have ever done. We got to develop our own film in the dark room and everything. I loved it. On a side note, even more than taking the pictures, I love being in them. Any time I am with my older sister Kristyn (who loves taking pictures herself) I try and get in as many of hers as I can. I prefer to just make goofy faces, and she eats it up too so everyone wins. However, back to my photography rant. I love pictures, especially super creative ones or ones that capture a great image of nature or somebody's personality. At home I will flip through my parent's national geographic magazines just to see what gorgeous pictures people take (not the naked African natives either....pervs). I sometimes get bothered when somebody who has a $1000 camera just takes basic pictures and calls themselves a photographer. They lack talent and creativity. They just have good equipment is all. But I guess I can't hate them too much, because at least they are making the effort to go out and actually take pictures. I think I need to develop my love of it into a hobby and actually snap some shots.

Say Cheese!

Clepto

I was going to make this a facebook status, but I recently just posted something there and I didn't want to replace my status all too soon. Instead I decided to make a blog entry about it. This eventually will make it to facebook and maybe even twitter...who knows, the options are endless (not really, there is twitter and facebook and thats it.) Essentially I just wanted to openly admit that in that past I have stolen toilet paper from a public restroom. That's right, I straight up took a roll and ran with it. Here is the kicker; I don't feel bad about it, and frankly if a situation arose where I was out of toilet paper at my house and didn't want to fork over the funds to buy more, I would steal again! I used to do this at my old job almost once a week because my roommates would not take their turn buying a roll, so instead I was forced to steal. This is how Aladin felt when he stole an apple from the fruit merchant. I realize there are plenty of issues involved with this though, I feel the biggest issue is my willingness to use toilet paper of such low quality. Lets be honest, companies and government owned locations do not stock their stalls with Charmin Ultra Soft. No instead, its single ply, recycled, sandpaper-esque material. Step it up folks. This is 2012, Charmin should be standard.

Punch a celebrity in the face

Most of my posts come from situational humor. In this case, I would venture to say my post comes from situational loathing. There are certain "celebrities" that movie studios and television networks continue to give jobs to, but the world would be a lot better off if they just disappeared and were never seen nor heard form again. They are basically the celebrities you wish you could punch in the face if given the opportunity. Your list may differ from mine, and you may not agree with my entries, but that's because you are wrong. So without further ado, here is my list:
Queen Latifa
Beyonce
Miley Cyrus
Justin Bieber
Queen Latifa again
Leonardo Dicaprio
Paris Hilton
The entire Kardashian family, but specifically Kim Kardashian
Lindsey Lohan
And have I mentioned Queen Latifa?

I chose this picture because it follows my thought process, and has a cute picture of Emma Watson, my celebrity crush from 2011. There has been no celebrity crush of 2012 selected yet.