Too much drama

I fucking hate drama. It seems like not only the women now a days are prone to drama but the men too. All I ever hear lately is some kind of stupidity that makes me want to barricade myself in my house and never leave. I have dropped a bunch of friends lately for that shit. Well, I guess they were only acquaintances if they were that easy to drop. There is something inherently wrong with people today. The kids are nuts and the adults are even worse. It makes a person not want to ever have any kids.

I am going to stop watching the news as well. Every time I turn it on there is something about people killing kids or kids killing each other in the schools no less. Who wants to have kids and then send them out in the world to schools that cannot keep them safe. I wonder where this world is heading when things are this bad. It is actually kind of scary. I know that I am not looking forward to old age anymore. There probably wont be anyone there to help take care of me the way that we have taken care of my grand parents. It is really kind of sad.

Out with the old, in with the new

I got rid of that fucking bitch I was seeing. She was a nut case. I met a really nice girl through my parents, go figure. Mom is always trying to set me up with nice girls and most of the time I decline, but she was at my parents house and I liked her right away. That is unusual for me. Most of the time my mom has no clue as to the type of women I like, but this time she hit it dead on. Makes me wonder about mom. Not that it matters, I will still see the chick because after I spent hours at moms talking to her, it was apparent that she is right up my alley.

I am going to take her out for dinner and dancing. We are going to my favorite seafood restaurant as she told me she loves seafood too, and then to the club. It seems that we have a lot in common, but we still have to see if we are compatible or not. I am particular about a few things when it comes to relationships. I don’t do crazy at all, so if she has crazy tendencies, she is shit out of luck. I will find out soon enough I suppose.

Fucking finally

Well I finally fucking got my concealed weapons permit and I am heading to the range again. Since I purchased the first gun, I have gone back and gotten a couple more. One is a COLT SP6920MP-B MAGPUL MOE, AR15 BLACK, 5.56MM, 16″ M4 and it is bad ass. I know that it is really a bit much, but it is way fun to shoot. I mean seriously, what man wouldn’t want to own an AR? All of my friends are a bit jealous over this gun and some are meeting me at the range so they can shoot it. Arnold is going to over see us all as it is a very high powered rifle.

I also got a shot gun just for kicks. It is a  MOSSBERG CRUISER 12G 18.5″ PISTOL GRIP 6 SHOT PARKERIZED and a beauty at that. We aren’t going to be shooting it today as the AR is the toy of the day, but I am going to have too much fun with it later. I plan on going clay shooting next week and work on hunting skills. I may decide to go hunting next fall when deer season kicks in, but I am not totally sure. I will decide later I suppose. I am glad I have these guns though. I have always wanted one and now I have three.

Some silly shit

I have seen some silly shit in my life, but none sillier than a pair of high top stiletto Air Jordan boots. Are you going to run in them? I don’t think so. I cannot imagine what a woman would wear a pair of those with, but more power to ya. My sister saw some online and fell in love with them. I really want to see her wear that shit. I could be wrong, but it really doesn’t say sexy to me as a regular stiletto is supposed to. Then again I am not a fashion guru either.

I prefer my women in sexy shoes, not crazy looking ones. I have seen some really crazy looking shoes on women before and they are a total turn off. Especially those Goth shoes that everyone used to wear all the time. At least only a few women wear them anymore and those are just Goth chicks. Big clunky shoes are definitely not sexy, at least to this mans point of view. I wish my sister the best of luck with her new boots. I hope her husband has a broader mind than I apparently have. Then again, he married my crazy sister so he must.