Who Thinks Jerry Is An Ass?

Alright Jerome, so you think your funny by giving me all this crap on this blog. Well you my friend are an ass! What do you have to say about this! Check out the link I post under the comments..... Haha, enjoy Jerry, enjoy.

I Fixed It!

Ha Haa! I figured out how to fix my mistake in the title. I misspelled Inconveniences, and now I fixed it, and spelled it right. Look at that, George is coming up!

On a side note, the word misspell is a very interesting word. I remember growing up in elementary school, the way the teacher taught us to spell it was just wierd. It was something like, "Don't misspell, the word misspell, Miss Pell." I remember it being confusing as all hell, but hey, at least I spell that word right.


I don't know, I got excited that I was finally able to fix that damn spelling error. That's all.

When Worlds Collide

Okay, you know how you have certain groups of friends, that when you hang out with them, it's always the same clique that hangs out usually. And then you have other groups of friends, that only hang out with their cliques as well. It's when these two cliques come together and hang out as one, when things get all screwy. So I have my group of friends that I'm normally with, but I also have other cliques. Like my softball league, my friends at work, and the people who live in my building, who I like to consider my friends.

Anyway, I was at Monk's with Jerry, Elaine, and Kramer, and a few of my friends from work walked in and saw me, so they joined us. At first it wasn't a big deal, it was actually kind of funny, because everyone was telling jokes and stuff. But then it took a turn for the worse, and now George is losing his mind! And the worst part of it all, is that now my friends from work, are asking about my normal friends, and vice versa. It's madness.... Madness I say! Soon, neither of them are going to want to hang out with George. Then what am I going to do?? Hah Haaaa! George is losin' it!

I Was Right

Ha, sooo remember the other day when I had mentioned that I had found five dollars outside the coffee shop, and I had thought that this attractive woman I always see there had noticed me pick it up? Well.... I was right.

This past Saturday after catching a movie, I met up with Jerry at the Monk's to grab a cup a coffee, and saw that attractive woman there. I was in a good mood, plus I had Jerry there egging me on, so I went and introduced myself, and gave it a chance. I told her my name and offered if I could buy her a cup a coffee. She replied, "I'm sorry I was just on my way out, maybe another time. You could use that 5 dollars you found on the ground the other day, so it wont cost ya anything". Then she stood up and left. I didn't even get a chance to reply, or justify myself. I knew it! I knew she judged me because I picked it up. This is why I hate people. I can never catch a break...

Speaking of Things That Piss Me Off

Well I just noticed I spelled the word 'Inconveniences' wrong in the title of my blog. Wow, some genius I am. Took me all this time to realize I spelled that wrong. I hate when I spell things wrong, it's like mistakes that kids make growing up, not adults. Well I guess that makes sense, because I hardly consider myself to be an adult. I don't even know how to fix that either. Now people are going to think that I am not only inadequate in just speaking, but also in spelling. That's just great. One more little thing for people to judge me off of. Ha Haa! George is losin' it. Ahhh whatever, my point is made.

Funny Sounding Words

A little random, but lately I feel like I've heard people say the funniest sounding words to me. They may not even be funny words, but the way in which they were said, or something, I don't know, but they made me chuckle. Some of these I remember off the top of my head were Tom Foolery, scallywag, Deuteronomy, Snicker-Doodle,Poppycock, specificity, malarkey, and gregarious. Most of these words aren't even funny sounding, but to me they were..... and still are. Any who, it inspired me to look up some new ones. This site had some pretty good ones.

Bizzaro George

So I just want to start off with a little background information. In regards to the Superman comics, the term Bizzaro refers to a person's twin, that possess all physical qualities as said person, but in essence, is the exact opposite in all other qualities. Having said that, I encountered Bizzaro George earlier today. I say this because I saw a man who strangely enough looked exactly like me, or at least I think he did, walking with this extremely attractive woman. So here's this guy who possesses the same physical qualities that I do, but he must be the exact opposite of me because he's out with this beautiful woman. Beautiful women are never with me, or even around me for that matter. And then to top it off, I ended up seeing that same guy later on at the coffee shop, and he was with a different woman. A different beautiful woman. Clearly this guy had to be my Bizzaro.

I mean I guess these women could have easily been family, or maybe just friends, but still. They were both attractive, and what are the chances of that. Maybe I just have an unattractive family or something, but I don't buy that. Ahhh who knows, it doesn't matter. He was Bizzaro George, and he is the essence of evil. I feel like when a person comes into contact with their Bizzaro the universe gets thrown off balance for a second, and things get all scrambled up. Hopefully in my case, I'll get a chance to start hanging out with some beautiful women, and he gets stuck with some bad luck, and mentally unstable parents.

Caught In a Lie

I hate when I get caught up in a lie. Doesn't matter the extent of the lie, just being caught in one is just the worst situation a person can be in. Earlier I was a little late for a meeting, and it was because I had decided to stop off and get myself a cup of coffee, and a donut on my way to work. When Mr. Wilhelm asked me why I was late, I told him it was because there was traffic, and it caused me to take a little more time. Then, out of nowhere, Suzie, the temp at the office clears her throat and chimes in, and says, "Oooor, maybe it was because you stopped off to get that cup of coffee and those donuts at Crispy Creme earlier". Regardless, I was late, and the true reasoning behind it does not matter. Mr. Wilhelm looked at me like I was disgusting, and suggested I stay away from donuts for health reasons. The nerve of this woman. And shes a temp! Who does she think she is, just throwing me under the bus like that, as if she has some authority. Anyway, yeah... It just stinks getting caught up in a lie, even if it's just a small lie.

On a side note, I find my self strangely attracted to this temp now. Maybe because she challenged me, or because she seemed to have completely resented me. I've always had a thing for women who don't like me. I guess that notion of wanting what we can't have does ring true in some cases.

Chinese Food Disaster

Alright.....Sooo everybody knows, George likes his chicken spicy. So when I order Chinese food, and order it spicy, I want it to be fuckin' spicy. If the chicken isn't spicy, it's useless to me. It just taste so, so, bland, and so, so boring. The spiciness of the dish is purely, and solely what makes a dish. Especially in Chinese food! This is the last time I'm ordering from Chen's place. They used to be such a good place to order from, now they've gone completely down the drain..... Ehh, just like this neighborhood. Ohh, ohh and anyway, it's not even like you can add hot sauce to Chinese food, because it will just ruin it. The Chinese have designed their food to only taste good when they make it. If you try to adjust it, or doctor it up, you end up wasting it. Ahhh!

This chicken stinks.....

Pet Peeves

Alright, so you know how after a while of having an iPod, a person gets to a certain point where they just have everything and anything they've ever known on there? You know, this includes all the good stuff, plus all the random crap that was stuck in their head for a day, despite whether it was good or not. These are the songs that are instantly regretted once uploaded. Well either way, I didn't think that I could ever get to that point, because personally I consider myself to be some what of a connoisseur of music. But I, George Costanza, am at that point, and I now find myself regretting ever have put half of the garbage I put on there. I arrived at this conclusion earlier today, when after a long day at the office I was heading out to get coffee with a few friends, and I went to listen to my iPod, and I swear, every crappy song that I ever put on there played. Eventually, my battery died, and I didn't even get to listen to any good songs. I must say, it was very disappointing.

But you know what did happen? I found a 5 dollar bill on the ground outside of the coffee shop. Things like that never happen to me, so it balanced me out. What sucks is there's always this really attractive woman that's at the coffee shop around the time I get there, and I think she may have seen me pick up that 5 dollars, and now thinks I'm a bum or something. Completely ruins my chances with her. I hate how people judge someone off of little things like that. People are sick, just.... sick.

Ignoramuses on the MTA

Okay, so I just want to start off by saying I never had a journal, or a diary before. Growing up, I wasn't one of those kinds who kept one of these things. I mean, my mother always wanted me too, but my father said it was for sissies. Some of the greatest minds in the world kept a journal you know, and my father says they're for sissies. Some of the greatest minds I tell ya! Shows what my father knows, huh? Well anyways, I was watching TV yesterday, and they were talking about some study done on the news about how blogging, or writing your thoughts down is healthy, and can help reduce stress. So I figure I'm going to try it out, because less stress is something I need in my life.

I'll start off by getting the things that really bothered me today off my chest. First,I was taking the MTA earlier to my buddy Jerry's place, and you know how the train is always crowded, no matter what's going on there's always too many people in those damn cars. Anyway, there was this woman shoved up right against me, and she was holding a cup of coffee that didn't have a lid. Yeah, this woman really had a cup of coffee with out a lid. I'm sitting there thinking, "is she crazy?!?". All I could think about is how when every time we slightly moved, that coffee swished around that cup, and it swished right towards me. Well the inevitable happened, and she ended up spilling coffee on my arm. I had just so happened to wear my tan spring jacket, thus staining it. And the nerve of this woman, she spills on me, looks at me and makes a dis-concerned face, and just turns around as if it didn't even happen. And what can I even do in this situation? We're all packed in this car like sardines or something, so I can't even move, not to mention it's so loud while it's moving you can't even hear a person speak. Needless to say, I did nothing, once again. George Costanza, the worlds doormat, always getting stepped on. At this point at least I felt healthy. Later on after I met with Jerry, I started feeling a little under the weather. I bet it was from being on that damn MTA, or I bet that woman's coffee was tainted somehow, and got me sick. I hate taking the MTA.