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| Wow, an update...
What led to an update? Extreme
boredom and a noteworthy incident. I was sitting in a cafe with a
friend, enjoying a conversation. In walks four kids, making all
sorts of ruckus. They annoy the hell out of the employees and
then loiter for a little bit. One knucklehead decides to sit
right next to our table (the entire cafe is empty) and stare in our
general direction. Of course we stop talking, feeling a bit
uncomfortable with this turd. A second knucklehead walks by, and
as he does, the first knucklehead says something to him. The
second knucklehead proceeds to sit at our table, look me in the eye and
say, "What? You don't like ______ people?" I stare blankly at
him, half wanting to deck him and half just being plain shocked.
My friend asks him if we ever said we didn't like ______ people.
He doesn't say anything, gets up and walks away with his shithead
friends.
I bleeped out the race 'cause it's not
important. I find it disturbing that someone could have that big
of a chip on their shoulder. The automatic assumption was we
stopped talking because there were ______ people around. We
stopped talking because there were loud, punkass kids who clearly
wanted to start some shit. When the hell are people gonna stop
blaming their race for all their problems and start looking at their
conduct?
A ______ person called my friend a "chino"
yesterday. Mind you, all I got to say is this person should know,
perhaps better than all of us, how it feels to be called a racial
name. Yet, with some of these idiots, if you even mentioned race,
they'd have civil rights leaders crawling up your ass so fast you
wouldn't know what hit you.
I love the hypocrisy.
This is what I have to look forward to when I get out in the field 
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| http://msn.match.com/msn/article.aspx?articleid=3709&TrackingID=516311&BannerID=544658>1=6442
What a bleeping idiot...
Throw away a potentially fulfilling relationship because the guy's too fuckin skinny?? Wow...
If the majority of the world, both guys and girls, are like this, which
I suspect they are, there's no hope. It's over. That's
it. Adios. 
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| Wow an update. I'm sicker than a dog at the moment, so I guess there's nothing else better to do 
Anyway, academy and work's all that's been going on. I finished
the Level III portion of the academy in March and am currently in the
Level II portion. If you're wondering what the hell Level III and
Level II and Level I are, go here
http://post.ca.gov/training/rpop/pdf/RPOP-summary.pdf
And now, some pictures for your amusement:
Yes in about two seconds, my instructor, who is a retired lieutenant 30
years with the LA County Sheriffs Department, will put me on the floor
with reverse wrist twist followed by a hammer lock.
The application...bottom line: applied correctly, suspect's down. Period.
If I appear amused, I'm actually in awe. One second, I was standing; the next, I was happily on the floor.
Two miles straight up, two miles straight down...going down
actually hurts more, shin splints and aching knees...ouch.
A nice class portrait.
That's all folks! 
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| Self-Re·li·ance (s lf r -l   ns) n.
Reliance on one's own capabilities, judgment, or resources; independence.
Isn't this what all people should strive for? I imagine there's
no greater feeling in the world, knowing that even when shit is hitting
the fan at a hundred miles an hour, you can always count on yourself to
get yourself through it. Why do I bring this up? After
speaking with a friend tonight, I realized those who have not been in a
relationship, or those who have been single for long period of time,
are not as doomed as they think they are. Why you ask?
Because they are self reliant. They'be already learned to live
life without depending on others. They're used to it. It's
not a conscious effort for them anymore, especially those who have been
single for a long time. Yes, everybody strives for companionship
whether they want to admit it or not, but nobody ever thinks about what
happens when that companionship is stripped away? You're left
with nothing. And I do mean that literally. Nothing.
You lose your best friend/bf or gf and though it may not be the case,
you feel like you no longer have anyone to talk to. After relying
on your significant other for so long, you now have to learn to operate
independently, it's almost like you're being reborn. It fuckin
stinks, believe me. So when you think about it really, all the
single folks out there...you're pretty lucky. Not that you won't
be happier when you find someone, but you already know what it's like
to be on your own and no one can take that away from you 
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| In recognition of impending Singles Awareness Day on Monday:
You wish it happened like this...woman pays male gigolo to accompany
her to a wedding where her ex-fiance is the best man. Woman gets
inebriated, sleeps with gigolo, falls in love with gigolo. On
another realistic note, best man tells groom he's been sleeping with
AND is in love with bride. Groom gets really upset, walks out on
wedding, has "heart to heart" talk with gigolo, realizes he can forgive
bride, goes back and gets married...ARE YOU FUCKIN SERIOUS??????
I liked Debra Messing...and that's about it.
 
This one was more light hearted, a somewhat believable story. At
least you got to see the transition from the time they meet to the time
they fall in love. Kevin James's character was the most
outstanding, a beacon of hope for all the little guys out there.
On that note, if you're one of the lucky ones, have fun on Monday.
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