And he wins on the river

Today, what can I say was a crappy day. Nothing really bad happened, maybe waking up with a migraine set a terrible tone. Work was boring, for we haven't has a whole lot to do lately, yet somehow I still manage to work harder than anyone. Please start pulling your weight guy I work with who shall remain nameless....

I opted out of going to Beth's for a nap instead, but it was one of those naps where you are so tired for no reason at all you fall asleep in your jacket and shoes. So I was constantly rolling in and out of sleep wondering why my feet and arms were so heavy.

I called Heather tonight, and like Ryan would say...I left a message. Heather is this girl that works with Candice and is basically the first girl that anyone of my friends has ever tried to hook me up with. Can you believe that? After all my years in college no one has considered setting me up. Well Beth half-assed an attempt once and it turned out awful. So Adam is my hero for trying to see this one through, although there might be some undue pressure as a result. Am I this desperate? Heck, probably...but she sounds like a pretty good person, so I might have stumbled upon a real winner, we shall see.

By the time the buzz was wearin' off...

Well Adam is dilligently working on my new weblog for viewing at IanCahill.com. It is kinda exciting to have a professionally designed blog. I can't thank him enough for all the hard work he is doing and for the simple reason that he is my friend. What a great guy. Ok enough of the homosexual banter.

Today is officially Ben Folds day for his new album showed up in my mailbox today. A day early! More in a minute....

When the telephone rings once....did I even hear it?

"The trouble with girls is, if they like a boy, no matter how big a bastard he is, they'll say he has an inferiority complex, and if they don't like him, no matter how nice a guy he is, or how big an inferiority complex he has, they'll say he's conceited. Even smart girls do it." --J.D. Salinger

The second best part of this quote is that I used html to make that word italics.....and girls are nothing but trouble.

I watch Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind tonight. That movie is so gut-wrenching. I love the feelings it makes me feel, even if they are about people that aren't around anymore. (Not Abbey). I don't want to think about her anymore...I wonder if I could erase her......no that is just mean, she hasn't really done anything horrible to me, it is what she is doing to herself that bugs me. Agh. enough.

Playing Black Frisbee at night. Racist? You decide...

So. How is everything? Not bad...you? Well...No tell me. It's just I think I am trying too hard. Ah...I don't understand?

This was a conversation that I had with myself earlier today. I doubt it makes any sense to anyone else, but I was thinking about my job. I work harder than anyone there, always picking up the slack, and what do I get in return for it? Well in addition to getting more work to do, I get ragged on for the little things that I do wrong. Now I ask you this. If I am doing all your work and mine as well and make one small little mistake, do I really need to get yelled at by the effers that didn't get off their lazy asses to do it in the first place?

The correct answer is no. At any rate, I played mini-golf valiantly to a last place finish ( though still 2 under par), Played DDR to get the heart rate up, and played a bit of frisbee until it got too dark to see.

Abbey, oh man does she piss me off. And I know that she doesn't EVEN realize it. She has been telling me over and over that she wanted to come up and "spend a weekend with me." This was in January. Now she left a message last night saying that she is going to be in KC for something else and could probably spare a few hours to chill with me. That makes me want to puke. If I really and that expendable, why frickin bother? I am really at the point where I just don't want to see her. I need to find a lovely soft spoken girl that wants to make time for me, that likes my company and might even actually go out of their way to be with me. Where are you?

I moved my tax situation around a bit to hopefully give me some more TO money. I hope it works. I really need to start making connections with girls there so we can have someone to meet up with when we get there.

Good night. Also Lori really needs to email me back, I feel stupid to keep writing her, but I think I will anyways.

Stick my song down your Troat.

New Feature! The title of the post is a link. Enjoy.

So, I am trying to determine where I will move in Sept. I still have yet to determine whether or not I can afford to move ( I can't) so I need to find a job that pays well, is exiciting and will provide me with years of experience while not asking for any up front. Sound good? Right. Anyone know of a good place to find a job or a hot blind girl I could crash with?

So I was sitting here tonight and thinking. Here is what I came up with in no discernable order or reason:

1) After today when I see the Pope, it won't be the Pope, it will be this new guy. I have lived on earth with one Pope my whole life and now some germophob is coming in and taking over? I guess it doesn't effect me, but still.

2) I found that I now have a weekly TV schedule. This is sad, but on Mon. I watch the Real World/Road Rules Challenge at 9p/c, Tues. are Scrubs at 8p/c, and then on Thur. I watch Project Greenlight at 9p/c. I wish I had a life so I could say "dang, I missed my stories!"

3) I read 4 comic books today. I know I know, but they were old school.

4) It is mother lovin hot in my apt.

5) I eat pudding, there I said it.

6) I am considering selling my body for $300 any takers?

7) I think when someone says they "want to find a partner that shares their intelligents", they are in for a long haul.

8) I got a star on hotornot.com. hmmm...
So I guess I am done ranting, guess not...I don't really want to go to a certain engagement party, though I really want to support the happy couple, I just don't feel like getting dressed up and feeling uncomfortable so a room full of people can not focus on me. Not that I want them to. Do I have to bring a gift? probably...I sound so cheap. EFF!

Never Look the horse inside its grill

I think I need a hobby. List of possible hobbies:

1. Rock Climbing
2. Film Making
(The previous two haven't seemed to come to fruition)
3. hmmm, I need to think of something to spend my free time and weekends doing, that is halfway constructive...

When life survives to 25...

Well my birthday has come and gone, just as I suspected it would.  It was fine, I am not going to go off and say it was depressing or anything, I did what I wanted to do.

 

So right now my whole life is geared towards my trip to Toronto. I need to come up with a plan of attack, I don’t want to sit around in the hotel all weekend like Abbey and I did in Memphis.  I will probably stop in at borders and take a look at vacation books for the great city.  Yesterday I was listening to a Ludacris song (and I use the term “song” loosely) and he rapped about how he thought Canada was cold until he went to Toronto and saw them hoes. So I guess it can’t be all bad right?

 

I can’t lie; I played mini golf at lunch for the second day in a row. I played much better today though I still came in third. Shoot I need to practice.

I went to Royals opening day 2005. They lost (8-2 for anyone who follows that sort of thing), I am not sad. It was more like, Ian look at all these attractive women that you will never get day 2005. I made zero effort to talk to anyone, including Marty who incidentally sat roughly 10 rows ahead of me because we bought 2 scapled single tickets just to get in the door. I felt good having avoided Gin most of the day save an email and a brief phone conversation. The weather also turned out to be pretty good. I would have to say that the most interesting part of the day was the star-spangled banner. It included some pyro, a real bald eagle flying around in the field (they are much bigger than I remembered), A stealth bomber that was amazingly timed to fly right above me the second I took my attention off the eagle as it landed, and it featured probably the most underrated "multi-platnium recording artists" in the world. THE FREAKIN' OAK RIDGE BOYS!!! haha.

After sitting at the game with a lot of free time to look around at women, I decided that I want to date a girl who is in a hurry. All the hot chicks that passed my seat on the stairs were all running somewhere, and the breasts are very attractive when they are active. So ladies as long as you are running towards me, not away as marty pointed out, and preferably up stairs it seems; then call me. I also gave Matt Stairs of the KC Royals the nickname, "The Case." Stairs is on the case!!!

New Blog template. I enabled comments. That should open up a can of pity or worry. Whatever.

I really should learn to do Html, I can't even change the blurry pic at the top. I also need to get a URL of my own so I can host images and have my own email address and redirect it to this blog until I can get something clever designed.

happy birthday to gin. I can't believe I just said that...

Man it is that time of year again. My birthday is next week and I will have to face all the things about my life that suck. I think about Gin at this time, because her birthday is tomorrow. I am going to skip her celebration 2-night. I have to think about the stigma of being 25 and having no girlfriend, no real job, no money saved. I guess I get depressed in April, which is great since the weather is just starting to get nice.