There is a reason that chat lines and chat rooms are popular – especially for guys who are shy and don’t like to go hang out in bars for a variety of reasons. If you call a chat line you have the chance to talk shit to the people and you only have to reveal as much about yourself as you want to.
Chances are if you are in a chat room you have an avatar. They aren’t judging you on your looks or clothes or whether you have acne and look like a fucktard or whatever. They talk to you and get to know you on such a totally different level. A most interesting concept in oh so many ways.
The past ten years or so, tattoos have become increasingly popular and I have seen some great skin ink on women. Usually the women are sporting the flowery, birds, hearts or other typical feminine things, but times are a changing and women seem to be getting a bit bolder with their ink desires and their interesting ink designs that they are bringing out with them.
I especially like the tribute tattoos – like their baby’s date of birth. I saw on one of the “ink” cable shows, a woman/mother who had her recently deceased infants footprints tattooed on her upper arm, of course with the baby’s name and other pertinent information. It was done really well and it even made me feel good to look down her arm and see such a job done well and full of pride and overflowing with love.
So checking out tattoo chat rooms can be an interesting way to spend an evening. You just gotta make sure you wear your boots because the shit can get extremely deep in those places.
Just a few years ago they compared the cost of American labor against the cost of Mexican labor, plus the added cost of transporting the materials both to Mexico and back to America, and realized that they would have a huge cost savings by moving the plant to Mexico. That is a shame that we have lost so many jobs to Mexico. Hundreds of people who worked hard and sacrificed to remain loyal to their employer were cast aside by the company executives and left to fend for themselves.
It is also a shame that the people in Mexico are willing to work for such a reduced wage and endure such a substandard quality of life that they go to work for these piece of shit companies. I don’t fucking understand why a Mexican company can’t see this business opportunity and build their own plants and make their own companies instead of bringing American companies into Mexico. Even worse is that our greedy asshole American corporations are willing to take advantage of these people who work hard yet remain living in poverty and sometimes horrific working conditions by exploiting the workers in other countries for the sake of making the profits that line their own pockets. World economics is changing and not one bit for the better. It’s turned into a very complicated political mess. I was talking to a friend of mine on Facebook who lives in Wisconsin and says that a big company up there in Freeport Ill is up and moving to fucking China of all places.
I can get into October, but the thought of November right after just pisses me off. October is full of birthdays of so many people that I know and love, besides having to buy a bunch of birthday cards and presents I enjoy celebrating the birth anniversaries with so many of the Virgo and Libra persuasion. And of course I just love the shit out of Halloween, it has turned out to be my favorite of all the holidays in the year. I have several outrageous costumes that I enjoy wearing and partying in at all the Halloween parties that I make sure I get invited to.
Then comes November, the end of Daylight Savings Time, which this year will be November 4th, which falls on a Sunday of course. I just fucking hate it when the days get shorter and shorter and colder and colder. At the end of November we have to deal with Thanksgiving which always turns into a nightmare trying to figure out who is coming and when and all that family political bull shit. I love eating a nice turkey dinner and enjoy the fuck out of all the left overs I can manage to pack up and take home, but with being surrounded for several days by such a large, disfunctional family just wears my ass out.
I fucking love mah phone. No seriously. I have a great smart phone and I love it. Everyone complains about their touch screen phones crashing and shit, but I never have that problem. I had better knock on wood now so I don’t jinks myself. It took me forever to get one of these because they were so expensive, but I was patient and eventually the price came down as other companies made their own versions of them. My Android is amazing and there are so many free apps for it online.
I even have and app that when I turn it on and point the camera on the phone towards the night sky, it shows the lines between the constellations. That is so totally cool. Of course I am also hooked on Angry Birds like everyone else.This game is just too funny and great to pass the time when I am in the waiting room at the doctors office and such. Anyway, I am happy now with my phone and really glad I bought it. I am even happier that I haven’t had the problems everyone else seems to have with them. Time to get my ass off of this laptop and go to work now. Have a good one.
I am goin out tonight and don’t fucking care that I have to work tomorrow. I may just call in sick. This was the worst day possible at work, because nothing went the way it was supposed to and it just totally sucked ass. So, I am going out for ladies night tonight and I am going to get crunk. The Tavern has ladies nights with free drinks on well all night long. The DJ rocks and I want to let loose and dance. I am hoping this guy I met last time I was there will be there tonight. We danced and had a good time together, but never exchanged numbers.
I am not sure but I think he had a girl friend or something. Which is ok by me I am not interested in him like that anyway. I just really want to dance the night away and have some fun. He was a lot of fun because he wasn’t coming on to me and all that nonsense. It was just one of those things, you know? Sometimes you make a friend that doesn’t have anything to do with sex, just someone to talk to and hang out with. I ain’t about steppin on nobody’s toes or none of that shit.