Who the hell is this guy ZACK

Here is a link to the answers you have all been waiting for.... Yup I've been profiled by answering a few questiones... I think

that they came pretty close, but I really dont fit into any group. At least not one where I can be told who I am and why....

Global Personality Test Results

Stability (60%) moderately high which suggests you are relaxed, calm, secure, and optimistic. Orderliness (43%) moderately low which suggests you are, at times, overly flexible, improvised, and fun seeking at the expense of reliability, work ethic, and long term accomplishment. Extraversion (80%) high which suggests you are overly talkative, outgoing, sociable and interacting at the expense too often of developing your own individual interests and internally based identity.

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HMM... Interesting, took this goofy little test this morning and it came up with this... I don't know if I agree but thats what it said.

I just didn't feel like going to church this morning... Or work... hahahahaha... Like you would ever catch me going to church! But I have been getting into this preping for my mornings before I go to bed. Coffee ready to just pour hot water into, washed to go mugs, lunch ready and bagged to take with me... Routine shit, stuff that "normal" people do everyday. Who ever the fuck they are. I've generally been getting to work on time and with a decent attitude. I'ts nice to get to work and be awake and in a good mood. Doesn't happen all that often and when it does it's a good deal for every one. When I'm in a good mood, everyone around me at work has a more pleasent morning.

Mechanic rant: We brought our fifty thousand dollar truck to you. You were the fucking specialist. You charged over three thousand dollars to replace and bullet proof a heavy duty transmission. In three days it failed. I told you on the phone what happened and you told me "That's impossible". I brought it back to you and you tried to blame me for the work I did upgrading the truck years back was the culprit. But on the reciept you gave us; that we paid in full; you stated that your company did a "complete cooling assembly flush and test." Why then, this morning did you call and tell us that the cooling system is plugged. Why did you and your highly trained batch of "service techs" not notice that when the transmission overheated the first time we brought it to you, that the cooling system was not functioning? Hmm... Let me break it down for you. It OVER HEATED, one might naturally think to first look at the COOLING SYSTEM.

Maybe I'm an asshole. But when we brought it to you and told you that this will be the third transmission since ford installed the first one that you might think to ask a few questions... Instaed of thinking you are the fucking best transmission specialest in the world. Who is the asshole now.. No, I dont feel bad for you that you just ate three thousand plus dollars. No, I dont even feel bad that you had to call and apologize for wasting our time and money, I do feel bad for you that a back yard mechanic with no proper training, who specializes in nothing told you what was wrong and then listened to you tell me that "we see this all the time", one upped you... we will be stopping by to watch you bust your knuckles and cry putting in a second transmission later this week...

I hate mechanics...

FRIENDS POST...

Was reading a friends blog this morning and it sounds like someone is going to throw and 80's prom party... You know, where you dress up like you are going to the prom, in the 80's... So I'd thought I'd post this picture/comic...

Yes, you are all getting sick of these cartoons, too bad... Not really, I'll stop posting them for every post i do, but this one was just pretty funny... Have fun at the prom party!!!

THINGS I WAS A PART OF TODAY...

tHIS POST WAS HEAVILY EDITED... I STARTED TO OFFEND EVERYONE. SO I WACKED OUT ABOUT HALF OF THIS DRUNKIN RANT AFTER READING IT AGAIN THIS MORNING...

No shit, Interesting day I say... Where do i start? I'll start at midnight this morning...

Buddies house, Hot tub... Ring a bell, nice... Water was a little low, so the jets were going nuts when they breached the upper edge, but it was nice to sit outdoors in the semi-rain with someone who likes you...
HMMMM...

"Wash" off the chlorine and scrub down in the shower afterwards, spent enough time in there to empty the water heater.... (heh)..... Found a note that said that "BUDDY" and his girlfriend were at the neighbors...

We go to the neighbors house, (its now around one a.m.) sneak up to the door and pretend to be cops....

I pound heavy on the door. "Open up it's the police!" In that oh so official voice...
Movement from inside... Scuffling, and some quiet voices...
Door opens....

So are the arms and good vibes!!!!
We are actually at a cops house, so the joke was not as appreciated as it would have been anywhere else....

To tell the truth we were at a friends house. She is a senior park ranger. (carries guns, automatics and a shotgun. In the patrol car type, asides from the holstered 9-mm. and secret one she hides else where. she is packing) Her hubby is a nurse at the upscale hospital in town as well as a park aid... (Got to have multiple jobs in this town if you want to live here... Can you say spendy?)

(Its at this point I can no longer hold back and have to say I'm a little angsty, have had a few beers and a shot of Yeagermeister this evening.) I digress...

We hang long enough there to watch our friendly ranger go to bed and we leave politely and drunk shortly there after.... on our way home we stop at the local bar. (The premise there was to return a kids movie I rented days before and to have a last drink...) Yes, our town is so small that the bars here double as movie rental stores, ice cream shops, general stores and gas stations.... What ever it takes to fleece the average tourist of all the money they can. We see some locals and feel the vibe there is weird... We give a shit, there really isn't much here that can affect us. We have fun! drive home and....

Three a.m. manage to pass out...

Wake up, spend the morning and early afternoon in bed.... Coffee, leftover pizza and such. I get "what did you do to me, I cant feel my legs" to work, eighteen minutes late. Oops! I chase down some mud to do a few doughnuts in,(that's where you drive around in mud and throw dirt up all over the place like a teenager with his/her first car. I'm still a kid a heart.) "Simple pleasures" ring a bell...

Then listened to my messages...

"Dude, I'm having people over tonight but I've invited other people..." "BUDDY" says.

This means people are invited that don't like me. I'll say this for BUDDY, he is my friend, (he is doing the best he can. in a situation where he is trying to be friends with two people who do not get along anymore.) Kudos bro.

Then there were two messages from yesterday... not important.

So i roll over to BUDDIES house... I was welcomed with open arms. a beer as i walk in, a bag of homemade jerky is presented to me as i read through the latest issue of "Shooter" magazine. A hardly used scented candle as a gift and a blow job... (Ha ha ha! just kidding.) I wouldn't want a blow job from BUDDY, I hear he likes to bite! (More jokes!!)

So, some readers might be getting bored by this point in my day... TFB. Go watch T.V. I don't even know whats on. So I cant slander you. Is real world still going? How bout shark week? Pimp my ride? Fuck it, beat it... I've had four blips since I've stated writing.... Don't know what that means? You don't read here enough... Go watch football reruns.

While I'm sitting, enjoying BUDDIES cheap beer and watching "The Scorpion King" on his uber expensive flat screen a car pulls up.

"Dude, my GUESTS are arriving... uhhh... what are you going to do?" He is obviously uncomfortable.

"What? Oh... I'm going to finish my beer and then I'm fuckin out of here." I casually say.

"Oh, okay, I'll see what they are going to do..." He leaves. Goes outside and his girlfriend looks at me hopelessly.

I turn red, Embarrassment sets in. "Fuck it" I say "I'm outta here. "you suck!" I say to myself.

Outside I go and "huge tits with no class" has pulled up. I grab a few beers from the stack and try to split...

"Yo Z!!!" I hear, From the shit box subaru passenger window...

Two old buddies jump out and we all go through the pleasantries... Don't let me belittle them here.... We talk to each other for a while and get back into the sort of friendly chat that we all used to have... To tell you the truth, it was really nice... Yes, it was the circumstance of us all being in the same place at the same time, but it felt like old times...

Huge tits with no class starts calling out for her boyfriend after a couple minutes...(She went right inside when she noticed me... Too many mammories not enough memories to have any respect for me or herself.) Boyfriend actually stayed outside for a few more minutes... Cool, a sliver of something real for me... Thanx boys, I'll remember that!

Want to be friends with every one? Possible.... Want to not offend someone? Not possible.. Sorry, tonight that sucked. Huge tits? I don't have them, do I care? No!

You thought someone else was coming over.... She didn't, Saw her at Fern wood with "holiday"... In arms... hahaha... Predictable...They left, so did I, Then they rolled up to River Inn, saw me again and then burnt tire to go up to apple pie....

So here I sit waiting for the best part of my life to show up... Watching people park next to my truck and get the shit knocked scared into them by my over aggressive, super friendly when I'm there, pit bull...

How does it go??? "Like sands through the hourglass, these are the days of our lives...." That's a T.V. reference,,, Soap opera style....

WTF? Blogger MADE me change to new blogger this morning... It seems there are just more fucking steps to get into this shit now... (Can you tell I'm a little annoyed?)

And now I've found these funny ass comics to post here as well, perhaps I'll put one in every now and then... Hopefully not too many, some of you might not want to read any sick humor. But whatever for you if you don't. This one is not that sick, but since I had to change to new blogger and leave the old one behind, I thought it was appropriate.

Quitting smoking is making me grouchy, I hate it. Being controlled by thoughts of my own, ones that don't let me think about the task at hand... On my way to town I was getting down on myself, really bummed me out, you know what I did? Bought some smokes... Yep, smoked a good deal of them too... I was going to town to do a little shopping and treat myself to something just for me.... Did I do it? No, I was a bit melancholy and said fuck it, when I deserve it, I'll buy it...lame I know...

Then I get home, back hurts like some one is shoving a shovel up my right side spine, so i lay on the floor to remove some pain and pass out... No dishes done, no laundry, didn't clean the rug like I wanted to. (One of the dogs barfed up a gallon of water onto it from the beach a few nights ago. It's been sitting outside since... gross.) yeah poor me, I'm not getting any house work done...

I'm just frustrated, I hate quitting smoking. I like to smoke, I like smokers and being outside. Being part of a special group who turn their noses at common sense and pollute their bodies and everyone around them. I like the smell, the ritual and having a light or smoke when some one needs one...

It's not just the act of smoking you quit, but the people, the back door access, the ability to leave an uncomfortable situation because, "oh hey, I'll be right back, i need a smoke..." You quit it all...

Bitch, bitch, bitch... You non smokers might have a clue but you have no idea... I took two smokes from the pack that I left with "working yet another double shift girl" this morning and I'm through those already... they were supposed to last me till four o'clock... grrr....

"That's all i have to say about that...."

P.S. Spell check on new blogger sux ass!!! it doesn't give you the option to "replace all" Nor does it correct capitalization errors... FU blogger....

OKAY, I stole this pic from a fellow bloggers site... I thought it was funny, really funny... So now its on mine! thanx Sushi... Any way, I'm trying not to smoke, not to have cigarettes in my possesion. Its been real tough.. Sometimes its really easy, yesterday, less than five smokes.. Night before however, a lot, less than a pack but more then usual...

Was at ferwood and started talking about a woman in town who ill skip her details, But her daughter was just killed in an unnecessary accident... It saddening. (more here.) and we sat and chained smoked for a while and drank away a few tears. When kids die, it just plain sucks ass.

So I'm keeping up with the quitting smoking. Cold turkey was the plan, but weaning off seems so much more my style. After twenty something years of smoking and being a smoker, the life style, the fun, (for you nonsmokers, its fun...), the easing qualities that it has, its tough to just walk away..

Other news, well, its fucking cold here.. Yeah, okay I wear shorts all year so I cant complain, but its really cold.. Um... Shit work is calling, hope to be back soon...

MINUTES LEFT...

YUP LUNCH IS ALMOST OVER... After going to town for parts this morning, I got to meet up with the girls for some bagels... Funny how everyone wanted someone elses bagel... We were all eyeing the bagel dog! Yes and screaming ensued as soon as one of us took the first bite of the seemingly unwanted bagel... Funny to be on the other side of things...

Normally if I heard a child in a restaurant complaining and throwing a fit I would offer up some duct tape and bailing wire... I've never held back from it, always have I obnoxiously voiced my opinion... So it was very amusing to be at the table with the cranky child... Fun accually... Reverse attitude I had, when we were glared at I, pulled back my hat and gave my best "fuck you asshole" look right back... hah... I'm still laughing inside right now!

Anyway, I leave town, fire down the coast and head directly to post ranch... One of our cement silos has thrown a feeder chain, back to the shop, ask a couple of questions and jam back up to the silo site with tools... Fixed in minutes flat... pat self on back and pass by the store where they sell cigarettes for the fourth time. What strength!!! As soon as I get into the office the radio lights up... Looking for me.

KW4 has blown an inner cooler bellow band...(like that? Sounds like I know what the fuck I'm talking about!) drive past the store up the hill and fix the problem... The bellow is getting a lot of movement and I think the cooler might be getting plugged... Lame, very expensive part!!! Drive back to the shop and pow!!! Right into the store and purchase a pack of smokes... Loser... I've been doing okay on the smoking... Some days are really easy, two/two and a half smokes a day... Saturday? Pack of smokes.. Loser... I was having an angsty day, drunk by noon and general pretty pissed off at the world... So I smoked, didn't feel too bad about it either...

Well I've got to go... Back to work... Perhaps ill post some more this evening!! Good day to you all!

Okay, okay...

Yes the picture below is a little out of place... Blogger has not let me post any photos in a while... So I thought id try this one and it worked... Means nothing I just thought it was kind of funny?? Weird?? I dunno, hope you all enjoy it!

BETTER DAYS!

Drove up to my house to meet with my landlord this morning and it had snowed!!! Sweet!!! I love snow in coastal California, how cool is that?!?!? It was like a fall day on the east coast! You know, cold as hell but that nice dry cold... Not the dank wet freezing cold that California normally has... The water got straight frozen out of it... I hope some of it stays on the ground until tonight... The girls are coming over and it would be fun to see them enjoy it!

Other news... Was at the bar last night, had a twelve year old scotch, courtesy of the bartender... A bud, and then the other bar tender came in and made us a new version of a kamikaze... Grapefruit flavored vodka in stead of regular... Now I know you cant make a kamikaze any better that it already is, but this was interesting enough for me to order another one some day... Then went to tiddleywinks house and promptly passed the fuck out...(okay there was a shower inbetween, I was filthy from work.) but in about five seconds I was out...

New tires on my truck... So huge! Not really, but they are bigger and now i at least i have some traction for the muddy road to my house!! Those ate up my tattoo money for this month but its still coming... Alright I have to get to work... Be back soon!!!

AN END TO SORRY....

Sorry to those who read and check in here everyday only to find no new posts, no comments uploaded and nothing new really happening at inner voices...

Sorry to all the "friends I've been offending these past two months..

Sorry to the dogs who have been getting toted around in my truck with truck/tractor parts and oils and such... Things will be better soon...

Sorry to my family who I never call, call back or try to get in touch with as often as I should...

Sorry to all the other things/bullshit/drama that I haven't dealt with...

But guess what?!?1 I'm not fucking sorry any more... I'm doing the best I can... My back feels like its going to break... I'm not complaining about it anymore! I'm on crack down at work so I don't get the time I'm used to having on the internet... So its not my fault, I cant do anything about it! I wish I had more time... I don't... Thank you is what I will say from now on... For reading and commenting and being who you all are!!

If I've been offending you these months or you don't agree with what I do... Again, fuck you, fuck your dog, fuck your group of back-stabbing fair weather friends and enjoy the ignorance of being close minded hypocrites... Oh and get your own life to worry about, stop cheating on your boyfriend/girlfriend, stop pretending you are someone you are not and now that I'm no longer in your lives it should be really easy for you to find someone else to project your feelings of inadequacy on to... Oh and fuck you!!! How do you like me now...

Dogs are dogs and as long as they can come along or go for a ride they will be happy to shit, puke, hump, eat and sleep where ever the hell I am... So thank you beau and Charlie for being dogs.... I know you have no other choice but to love me and follow me around so I will try to give you a few more pats on the head....


My family knows I don't call, write, communicate or answer the phone when I'm supposed to so there is no real reason to address that... But I will try to be a better person when it comes to thanking them for gifts, love, and all the things that do happen for me because of them...

And about all the other things that I'm not dealing with right now.... If I'm not handling something, fuck it, its no longer important to me... Bye bye...


Well that feels a little better, I just wanted to let that out today... Little pent up shit there but now its gone... Events have unfolded and I'm right where I want to be in my life!! What you say?!?!? Happy? You ask... hahaha... Damn straight, I've got enough beautiful things on my plate to make any person happy for the rest of their lives and here I am right in the middle of it all... Bliss...

So happy fucking new year all and to let you know, this was just an end to sorry...

FEW THINGS!

I just wanted to say thanks for the positive responses to my last few posts.. Its hard when your life changes and for what ever reason people choose e to be completely fucking lame... And then when you do see them its like nothing that they have done is hurting you... So I just wanted to say thanks to my readers that have said some nice things and thanks to my friends who have stuck by me over these years of my life.... Truly you are some of the best friends a man/ person could have...

so other news... I'm thinking that tomorrow is the day I quit smoking... Yeah how many times have I said it, but I'm going to give it a trail run starting Thursday... So I guess that makes today the last day... I will see how it goes... Wish me luck!!!

my back hurts... (bitch, bitch, bitch...) got to go... More later...

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