Don't bite you're friends

   So apparently a week to me means a month. Whatever.  Still nothing exciting going on in my life. Well thats a lie, but its personal and I dont feel like you people need to hear about it.


      So the job has gotten a little better. I haven't made any "friends", but Ive actually been able to hold a conversation with a few people.  There's just 2 people there that seem to really really dislike me.  Oh well.  I mean it hurts my feelings a little, but I'm a big boy, I'll get over it.  The people I deal with seem to have more intelligence than the people in Jersey, go figure.  "So you're saying a vegetarian diet is no good for my dog? Why not?" SERIOUSLY!!!!!!!!!!!!

   I finally got out riding (mountain biking).  Had a ton of fun, but fuck this heat got to me.  It didn't help that I left my fucking water bottle at home.  Thank god zippy had his camelbak, otherwise I'd probably be dead lying under the i95 overpass.  It was a pretty easy trail not to technical, but what amazes me is that now that I'm older, I have apparently turned into a huge vagina.  Stupid things that I would have done when I was bmxing as a kid, I wouldn't dare to try now. Could it be because I'm a dad? Or that I haven't really ridden a bike in almost 7 years? Who knows. The only thing I can tell you is that my fuckin gooch is killing me.

     My daughter is getting smarter and smarter every single day. She's been saying all kinds of words now, almost complete sentences.  She can count(sort of). I feel that I can hold a better conversation with her than I can with some random person at work.  I hope she slows down though, otherwise daddy won't be able to help her with her homework.

     My son is getting bigger by the minute.  This kid amazes me so much. Hes such a good looking little kid and learning so much so fast.  He can turn himself all the way over now, hes grabbing for things, and last night he tried to sit up on his own. Watch out everyone, my kids are going to rule the world.

   So needless to say, I'm happy and miserable at the same time. I love my family, hate my job, and wish I could get out and ride more often.  I don't make enough money to satisfy anyone, and I spend most of my time that I'm not working, watching Yo Gabba Gabba, or Wow Wow Wubbzy with my daughter. I can't complain though. Well I can, but I won't.

         I'm still chasing  my dream, whatever that may be. Someday soon I'll be successful and completely happy, but until that day comes, and probably after that, Ill keep trying to write this thing and keep the few (2, one of them is my wife) subscribers updated on my  boring uneventful REAL life. So long see you next time. Thanks for watching.

Philbobagginz

Chatper 2: ...

I know i said every week, but, fuck you.  Sometimes I just can't push out what I want to say.

        Its been about a month since my 1st post and let me tell you, a lot has happened.  I moved to Florida, we drove. If you ever have the chance to do it, DON'T!  It was the worst drive I've ever taken, it rained from Virginia to Georgia, and I had to drive my piece of shit dodge neon(which has no a/c mind you).  So needless to say my left arm looked like someone spray painted it red. 

       Remember that "job" I told you about in the first chapter? Yea, well I transferred to a store here in Florida, and let me tell you, it fucking blows more than the store in Jersey. I am no longer a manager im what you say a register bitch.I stand in one spot all fucking day thinking of ways to kill myself because I'm so god damn bored.  Everyone seems to avoid talking to me because I'm the "new guy" and apparently I don't look very personable.  Fuck that.

     Im hoping to find a new career, something to do with music. Maybe journalism, although I seem to have a hard time writing a fucking blog, how the hell am I going to write a column or whatever about an artist or show?  Everything takes time.


    So, as I sit here in my back yard writing this shitty blog, I have so much shit on my mind, but can't seem to put it to words.  My kids are dead asleep, my dogs are running around chasing who knows what, and all I can seem to do is listen to oddfuture tunes. The job search has come to a halt since it's the weekend and all, but I wont give up.  I didn't come to Florida to do the same shit I was doing in Jersey.  My beautiful wife seems to have a plan, now I need one. To bad I'm a lazy piece of shit.

   If it seems like I'm all over the place, its because I am.  Like I said before, I have so much shit on my mind.  What I'm trying to do with this blog is jot down my life week to week. The only problem is, besides the move, nothing exciting has happened.  I can only tell you that every day, my daughter amazes me more and more.  Shes talking now, not full sentences, but she knows a lot of words. My son is growing up so fast, he'll be sitting up on his own soon. Its amazing how fast things go by.

    So as I end this week. I want to say fuck you New Jersey. I love you, but I hate you at the same time. I hope down the road good things happen. I can't sit and wait, I have to work for what I want. Remember that. You can't just wait for an opportunity, you have to fight for it.  Hopefully with in the next few years you'll be reading my articles in Atl. Press or something like that.  So long, see you next week, maybe.

Philbobagginz

This is the new chapter

         Good morning. I'm Phil, and I think I finally figured out what I'd like to do with my life.  I love music, I have a decent life, but I have a dark mind.  I wanted to start writing to get things off of my chest. I have a lot of issues with work, people, basically life in general, and whether you like it or not, you're gonna hear it(if you follow me). 

          Right now I live in a terrible town in New Jersey called, Asbury Park.  This place is dump. I don't want you to get too much from me now, so that's all I'm going to say about it.  I work in retail, which is the worst thing ever. People might say, " Well at least you have a job". Yea, I do have a job, and if you got off of your lazy fat ass, maybe you would too.  Just because I have a job, doesnt mean I love it.  The "job"is, I guess you could say, "in the pet industry", so needless to say I deal with idiots all day.


        Music is what consumes most of my life, besides that "job", and my 2 beautiful kids.  I listen to a lot of different bands and artists, consisting of anything from Every Time I Die to Tyler, the creator.  I hate country music, classical music, and Disturbed. I hate Disturbed so much. 

        This is the new chapter in my life. I am starting to branch out and express my feelings through this blog thing, since I can't write songs and put anything into metaphors anymore( I stopped smoking pot). I'm not the best at puncuation or sentence structure or any of that real "writer" shit. What your're going to get from me is real.  You'll get anything from everyday situations to music reviews to how much things piss me off, but I hope you enjoy it and tell all your friends. I'm going to try to do this weekly so that I dont get too overbearing, so see you next tuesday or so.

Philbobagginz