Just One of Those Moods.

I'm in one of those moods where you wish you'd done something different, regret?

So today, I have sat on Facebook re-loading the homepage literally non-stop since about 09:00. That's going on two hours ago. What the hell is wrong with me? But now I have to get up to get washed to go to work; that's what I mean. On Friday when I took on these hours from my boss it seemed like a great idea because it's time and a half upon my already ridiculously high salary for stacking shelves (not that I'm complaining), but how was I to know on Friday that it's be in this shitty mood and wouldn't want to get up. Therefor, I regret taking on the hours...


And remember: It's better to seek forgiveness than ask permission...

A Certain Someone.

Last week my girlfriend went off her nut at me and started complaining at how much of an asshole I am, kind, I know. Now this bothers me somewhat because if I was such an asshole, why would she put up with me for 9 months? This, by the way, is the girl that mistook our 9 month anniversary for 10 months... but I digress. We're fine now but I can't help but think that things are still somehow still shit. Let me explain...

I do everything that this girl asks me, no matter what the cost and I always put her first. If she asks me to drive her somewhere I will do it in a heartbeat and take no petrol money, if she's light on cash I will offer her money to get her by, I even cut the money she was due me for a recent holiday by £150. I am in no way well off or that, so don't think it was nothing, it was a big gesture.

Her parents live apart, are always getting at her for something and are still in that stage where they hate each other. They are somewhat... difficult when it comes to my girlfriend seeing them. Not to worry, I take her to her mum's of an evening, who lives 20 miles away and I do it with a smile, because I know how much it means for her to see her mum and obviously visa versa.

I know I might sound like a bit of a dick just now because I wouldn't do it if I didn't want to so there's no point in complaining. That is perfectly correct, and I'm not complaining. My point is gratitude.

Yes she said "thanks" etc etc, but after that it was all but forgotten about. I mean, let me give you an example. I am one of those people that lives by the moral code of kisses on a text. If I send you one "x" it means I'm happy with you, three of those tiny crosses and it means you're my friend. Six or more means I want to bang you and/or you mean a lot to me. Now my girlfriend always gets 6 or more, unless I'm pissed at her. And how many do I get in return? Four? Five you say? It's actually more like one. Or none.

Now I know that may sound pathetic, an 18 year old boy counting kisses on a text, but never the less it means something to me. And my point is that I do all of that stuff out of sheer kindness for her and she can't even take an extra 0.8 seconds out of her day to give me something that is meaningful to me? Oh, and the worst part is that other people get like five! That infuriates me!

Tonight she called me and I couldn't take it because I was driving so I hung up. I pulled over and called her back straight away but when she answered she was talking to her dad. When she was done talking to him I said my stuff then she went "Jack, I'm busy" and hung up. Now maybe I'm missing something here, but surely if she called me not 2 minutes ago then she couldn't be that fucking busy!

I knew that it was going to lead to an argument so I avoided getting angry at all costs, but then she started ignoring me. She texted back, I'm not joking, 55 minutes later and started slating me that I was "crying" because she didn't answer for 10 minutes. Whatever, I persevere.

After all this I guess my underlying point is that even though she says she loves me and cares about me, at times it really doesn't seem like she does. Other times things are great and I never feel closer to anyone, but it's times like the above when I just can't help but think: "maybe she's lying to me. She just finds it all too easy to fall out with me and ignore me for someone who loves me".

I know that if she reads this she'll be mad, so if you are reading this, know that I wasn't having a dig or anything, more just thinking out loud.


And remember: It's better to seek forgiveness than ask permission...

Cheezburger Network.

I feel the need to write about the Cheezburger Network. This is a network of websites, one of which is the increasingly popular www.failblog.org. I love the network, I spend hours upon hours at night reading the updates to my favourite sites in the network when I should probably be reading up on my university notes...

On a side note: I am studying Ethical Hacking and Countermeasures. If I stick in then one day I could write my blog using the "Edit HTML" section, not the "Compose" one!


Anyhoo, back to my point, the network. It's like my best friend, seriously. If I devoted as much time to other people as I did to the Cheezburger Network then I'd probably be classed as a normal person. Since there's not much point in a blog other than to tell people who don't really care about you what you are thinking, I decided I'll end this post with a good old fashioned ordered list of the sites I visit:

FAIL Blog:

1. The Fail Home;
2. Failbook;
3. WIN!;
4. Mobile;
5. Repairs;
6. Cars;
7. Work;
8. Party Fails;
9. Afterdark.

Memebase:

1. Memebase;
2. Photobombs;
3. GIFs;
4. Rage Comics;
5. Afterdark.

That reminds me, I need to catch up!

And remember: It's better to seek forgiveness than ask permission...

When the Job is Done, Walk Away.

Me, Jack Barnes

So, what is there to say? My name is Jack Barnes and I was born in 1993. This blog will mainly be used to convey my feelings from my conscious into a flowing river of ASCII coding embedded on a webpage, low and behold: "When the Job is Done, Walk Away".

My main inspiration behind this brainwave is my best friend, Cameron Anderson (http://whatsthepointinlivingifyournotalive.blogspot.com) and JD from Scrubs' inter monologue. I decided I want an inter monologue, but of an external form, so voila, a blog has been born!

If ever I talk about people in this blog - which believe me, I will - I won't use real names, unless it's to praise someone. I will more than likely give an alias I have created for them.

Things I like:

• Integral people;
• NCIS;
• Coffee;
• Strong values in life;
• Respect;
• Sets of rules to live by;
• My car;
• Honesty;
• I am a big fan of idioms;
• Arabic and Hebrew;
• Aston Martin
• Pink Floyd, Dire Straits, Fleetwood Mac;
• Every song on Scrubs, Scrubs;
• Armed forces;
• Leroy Jethro Gibbs (Mark Harmon).

Things I dislike:

• A certain fat girl, who for namesake shall be called Fatty;
• Spoiled people;
• Unappreciative people;
• Tea (Unless in a very particular mood);
• Sequels to great movies (I believe they should have left the goodness alone);
• People who insist on talking to me as soon as I log into a Social Network;
• People who think I value their opinions;
• People who's opinions differ from me;
• The "Paranormal Activity" franchise;
• People who are always selfish;
• C#;
• People who insist on dicking up supercars, i.e. Justin Bieber.

I don't plan on updating my blog all the time, what I will more than likely do is take notes on my iPhone then make a blog out of it, if I feel I need to rant about something; it helps to know that noone will read my blog.

I think I'm done here, yep?


And remember: It's better to seek forgiveness than ask permission...