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Name: Jason,
Country: United States
State: Wyoming
Birthday: 8/5/1980
Gender: Male
Interests: Firearms, skydiving, auto racing, motorcycles and pussy. Almost never in that order.
Expertise: My expertise is so difficult to grasp that even I don't have the foggiest clue as to what it is.
Occupation: Other
Industry: Other
Message: message me
Member Since:
3/16/2003
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| Wow, I've been gone too long. Took me five minutes to figure out how to post a new log with the new system. I doubt if many people still read this, but I'm trying to cover all my bases here.
I need your help. I'm trying to look like an idiot on television and appharently I need to know several thousand people to do it properly.
Right now I'm in the middle of a plan to make a
complete fool of myself on national television. I'm trying to get
myself cast in a reality show.
Now, this is not just any reality
show, its on VH-1 and its called 'The Pickup Artist'. If you're not
familiar with it, it works like this: The host of the show is a guy who
calls himself Mystery. You may have seen him on the Conan O'Brien show
a few times. He bills himself as the world's foremost pickup artist.
He
collects about nine guys from all around the country and brings them to
a major city. They're put up in a mansion, taught various new ways of
hitting on women and then at night they all go out to the club and try
these new lessons out. Failure is imminent for everyone at least once
and it is televised in all its humiliating glory. If you fail bad
enough, they kick you off the show. But the last man standing gets a
pile of cash at the end of the show.
Now it may come as a shock
to some of you that I'd want to be involved in this. To some of you it
will not. I want to do it because I could really use the help. Been
single now for three years and its starting to get to me. It also looks
like it would be one hell of a lot of fun.
To be cast in this
show you have to be voted on. The voting takes place on the website,
you can vote once a day. Right now I'm in 125th place out of 400. So
guys, please, take a few minutes and help me out.
If you do,
you'll get to see me looking like an idiot with the rest of the world.
I'll also wear AR15.com, LaRue Tactical and various other firearm
related clothing. (Molon Labe hat, Infidel shirt, etc.)
Here's my page.
pickupartist2casting.com/people/xdoctor
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| Fuck em.I'm posting this here for a very good reason. I need to rant and really don't want most of the people I know to read it. Pretty sure that #T is the only one I hang out with that might possibly stumble across this and I'm sure he can keep it quiet.
I can't abide lazy people anymore. I can't abide people who expect others to provide for them just because they have a sob story. I've fucking had it. I can't fucking take working hard 70+ hours a week and scraping for every cent I have just to spend my few precious free hours with freeloading assholes.
If you don't have any money, DON'T FUCKING GO OUT! STAY THE FUCK HOME AND FIGURE OUT HOW TO GET A GODDAM JOB!
Ya see, I'm sick and tired of people showing up at coffee or worse, at the bar and ordering water. Then they sit there and demand a refill every ten minutes, order no food and no real beverage. It doesn't bother me if you're in a bar and you're the DD. But when you do this every night, in every place you go because you have no money, you shouldn't be sitting there. YOU SHOULD BE WORKING AND EARNING SOME MONEY YOU WORTHLESS ASSHOLE! FUCK YOU! GET A MOTHERFUCKING JOB AND COME BACK WHEN YOU CAN CONTRIBUTE TO SOCIETY. I KNOW FOR A FACT THAT MINI MART IS OPEN THIS TIME OF NIGHT, I KNOW THEY'RE HIRING AND I KNOW THEY'LL HIRE A SAD SACK LIKE YOU! I'VE SEEN THEIR CLERKS WITH THE DEAD EYES AND THE MOUTH HANGING OPEN! YOU'LL FIT RIGHT IN!
Also, it is not ok to beg for scraps from other people's plates in a restaurant. Its just not cool, I don't give a fuck how hungry you are. If you really need food THAT badly, FUCKING ORDER SOMETHING! OH, THAT'S RIGHT, I FORGOT, YOU DON'T HAVE ANY MONEY BECAUSE YOU WASTED BOTH DOLLARS OF YOUR LIFE SAVINGS ON NEEDLESS SHIT EARLIER IN THE DAY! GO HOME AND EAT SOME GODDAM RAMEN! IF YOU CAN'T AFFORD RAMEN, GO TO THE FUCKING RESCUE MISSION, THEY SERVE TWO MEALS A DAY!
Now, I understand that everyone falls on hard times now and again. I'm not saying I would refuse to help my friends if they honestly needed financial help. All I'm saying is that if you just spent your last ten dollars on a gumball machine trying to get the blue one, and then come to a restaurant, whine that you're hungry and try to eat my garnish, don't be surprised if I toss it on the floor. At that point in time you've dug your own fucking grave and you might as well lay down, because it doesn't look like you're coming back up and I'm sure as hell not going to help. I'm all out of charity for those who depend on it.
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| The new beginning.
My last post was two months ago. In it, I said I was going to reinvent myself. I've done this, here's how I've changed.
I did successfully give up video games. Sort of. I gave up the MMORPG that was taking all my time, but in the beginning I was bored so I bought a Wii. Its fun to play around with now and then, and thankfully much less addictive than FFXI.
My social life has increased exponentially. I leave the house at least four nights a week now to spend time with friends or go meet new people. I've been having a hell of a lot of fun as a result. I now have two girlfriends. Both like being in an open relationship
and neither have a problem with me having other women and both are
extremely beautiful girls. I also have a whole bunch of new friends and two new wingmen.
I've changed my diet and due to eating healthier and being more active, I'm losing weight like its going out of style. I'm down 20lbs in two months. I did change my appearance, to a point. I found that a lot of the stuff I already had would dress up quite nicely with a pair of designer jeans or slacks, some carefully chosen jewelry or the addition of an outer shirt. I think I look a lot better.
At work I'm selling more cars than ever before, I'm working hard all day long, making a ton of money and it feels good. The limousine service is also taking off, I've finally hired a decent driver. Doing so well I'm trying to find a house to buy.
I failed to cancel my tv service, I got hooked on the new series on USA called Burn Notice. Excellent show. I also failed to quit smoking, turns out I like to smoke.
In short, its good to be me right now. Probably still won't post much here, but I'm working on a blog detailing how to better yourself as I did. If you're thinking its time for a change, check back in a few weeks. Maybe the same things that changed my life can have an impact on yours.
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| The end.Well since my last two posts have garnered only one response, I think its time for this.
Once, a long time ago, an old man told me the key to happiness in life. He told me that if you are unhappy you should take a sheet of paper and draw a line down the middle of it. On one side of the line you should list everything you like about who you are. On the other side you should make a list of everything you don't like about yourself.
Last night I was feeling pretty god damn crappy. I worked all night and came home alone to watch tv for a few hours before bed. This has become a trend for me. I spend all my time either at work, or sitting at home watchign movies or playing video games. I feel like a total fucking loser, and worse, I've felt like this for a long time and have done nothing about it. So I got out a sheet of paper and made my list.
In the 'things I like about myself' category I had half a dozen things. Things like 'I have loyal friends' and 'Own my own business' and even a few things that I enjoy as hobbies, motorcycles, skydiving, things like that. But in the dislike column I had twenty four items. Things that ran from 'i still live in an apartment' to 'i'm a fat bastard.' but when i neared the bottom of the list, I found the key to every other item on it. Motivation. I suck at motivation. I find that I would honestly rather sit on my couch after a hard day and eat a pizza than go out and do something. So I find my waistline expanding, my sex drive decreasing and my ass is slowly changing shape to match perfectly the profile of the cushins on my couch.
Today all that ends. I've spent most of my time today throwing things out. Stuff I don't need or want, clothes I shouldn't be wearing anymore, etc. etc. etc. Tomorrow I'm starting fresh. I'm giving up video games and cancelling my cable television service. I'm quitting smoking. I'm getting a new haircut and a new wardrobe and I'm joining a gym. I've been stuck in this rut too long and will not allow myself to continue down this path.
As of now I'm a new man. This time I'm going to craft him to be the man I want to be, rather than what I just sort of became due to my surroundings.
This blog is part that is going away. I've been writing here a long time, but its not doing me any good and just causing me more time wasted. So this is goodbye, Xanga. I know not many people will read this but to those that do, take care and I'll see you in the next life. If you want to hang out sometime give us a call 307-262-4049, if you don't know my name, its Jason. If you want to keep in touch without the telephone, here's my MySpace address.
Peace be the journey,
Jason Magnuson
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| I learned something new again today.
Did you know that if someone cuts you off in traffic, you can call the police department and they will come out and write you a citation for wreckless driving? I sure didn't.
And now the story.
My brother was driving two clients to the airport today in the back of my Cadillac Limousine. He was in the right lane, checked the left hand lane, signaled, and changed lanes. The girl in the car behind him passed him in the turn lane, cut dangerously across the front of the car and nearly hit a truck that was also in traffic. I have onboard video from the limousine detailing all of this.
Then this lady calls the police, tells them that the limousine belonging to Casper Limo cut her off and she wants them to go write him a ticket.
Then she called me, I appologized for any mistake my driver may have made, reassured her that it was not on purpose and promised to speak with him about it. She told me to go fuck myself.
A few hours later a member of the Natrona County Sheriff's Department came to visit me. He wanted to write my brother a wreckless driving ticket. I thought this was absurd, but he assured me that it is well within a driver's rights to have other drivers ticketed for illegal driving. So I said to him, "So does that mean I can have you go write her a ticket for wreckless driving, changing lanes without signaling, driving in the turn lane, speeding and improper lane change?" He thought about it for a minute and said, "Yes, everything except speeding, I have to see that." My brother was standing next to me at the time, grinned, and said, "I want to do that."
I talked with the officer for a few minutes and he agreed to call this lady and ask if she'd be willing to talk this over with me. Appharently when he asked for her address so he could come write her the tickets, her tone changed a bit. She called the office, I spoke with her for a few minutes and she agreed to forgive and forget.
The moral of the story: You can have a ticket issued to any driver you notice turn without signaling, cutting you off, running a red light, running a stop sign, crossing your lane of traffic to turn etc. I had no idea.
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