Oh my god the world is ending , boo hoo boo hoo , I am so fucking afraid that I've stopped living my life and started looking forward to whatever happens a year from today.
The above statement is entirely not true , as a matter of fact I'm sick and fucking tired of all these people , scientists and programmes that tells me that the world is going to end on dec 21 2012 , firstly I don't really give a fuck , because whatever happens then should not and will not dictate how I should live my life today , I'm only posting this rant because I'm a fan of the history channel and quite frankly every second programme speaks of the mian's "prediction" of five thousand years ago, so that means I have not been able to watch that particular channel , now the worst thing has possibly happened , this craze has now spread to all social networks , it makes me sick so please world stop your shit or I'm leaving damnit.
Rookiehero signing off
Tuesday 20 December 2011
Monday 19 December 2011
What do i compare thee to?
Hello to the weird and wonderful inter-world , how you be hanging , anyway firstly I gotta say that the above heading has got fudge all to do with my current post , if you have not realised by now I'm a closet nutcase , in other words unlike other crazy people out there I don't show it outwardly I keep it to my damn self , and secondly I don't have a much to say today , the only thing that comes to my mind is the joys of being a prospective daddy (yes the ball and chain is preggies and yes I'm sure its mine ;) love ya hun) , well the joys of being a almost daddy is : 1 not being able to sleep , being constantly worried if mini me is healthy if he / she is still alive or if I'm paranoid and there is nix to worry about.
The other joys are the wife's constant mood swings ( in a span of 5 min I can go from being the most amazing husband , to a uncaring piece of eating breathing crap ) *yes I'm abused HELP!!!!!* but in all honesty I would endure that even if it does not seem that way to the old lady just as long as both her and my unborn baby is healthy and kinda mentally stable , anyway to continue I also get to eat alota take aways , because I get to enjoy the wifes cravings *score me* , I get to watch my wife suffer with the burden of carrying a child with my huge head *it aint fun* but yes I am looking forward to assisting my wife with the changing of the nappies and burping and washing and raising of my child *dont look so shocked* so if anyone has advice or a prayer *for the child* it would be highly appreciated
Shot bru , rookiedaddy signing off!
The other joys are the wife's constant mood swings ( in a span of 5 min I can go from being the most amazing husband , to a uncaring piece of eating breathing crap ) *yes I'm abused HELP!!!!!* but in all honesty I would endure that even if it does not seem that way to the old lady just as long as both her and my unborn baby is healthy and kinda mentally stable , anyway to continue I also get to eat alota take aways , because I get to enjoy the wifes cravings *score me* , I get to watch my wife suffer with the burden of carrying a child with my huge head *it aint fun* but yes I am looking forward to assisting my wife with the changing of the nappies and burping and washing and raising of my child *dont look so shocked* so if anyone has advice or a prayer *for the child* it would be highly appreciated
Shot bru , rookiedaddy signing off!
Wednesday 14 December 2011
I posted this on the wrong damn blog
Wednesday, 14 December 2011
The return of the rookiehero after my exorcism
Hhhhheeeeeelllllloooooo !!!!!!!!! Damn it feels empty here where be errybody , how yall doin I'm good thanx for askin , but anyway , let's get down to beesnees , let me first start off by apologising for my haihatus / the reason why I have not posted in a while , the number reason would be that I actually had nothing to say shocking aint it but yip I was at a loss for any sort of material thus I did not want to bore yall , secondly I've actually pretended to do my job , and thirdly my boss has pissed me off soooo much that I've actually sub-consciously blocked him out , but he still remains a slobbering buffoon with no sense of the common kind of which I'm convinced is still maintaining his virginity , its true I've seen how he cowers from the ladies during our morning meetings (the fucking wanker) .
But let's get down to the actual reason for today's blog , its about my involuntary exorcism yesterday afternoon by my (now ex) g.p . Ok let me start at the beginning of why I went to consult the exorcist , well its starts out with the fact that for these past few weeks I've been feeling stressed out and under alota pressure , thus making me tense , giving me mood swings , tired and irritable ( I'm going to take this opportunity to blame weight gain on this stress , (don't judge me)), but anyway , after one of my many of my erratic ( pls read erratic , not erotic) outbursts the ball and chain convinced me to consult (what I mistaking'ly believed was) my doctor to 1: establish if my depression is making its star studded comeback or 2: if I maybe need a simple relaxint (I would actually prefer the latter) , but anyway I eventually decided to go yesterday.
Well after waiting an hour ( let's bear in mind I was the second person there) I eventually went into the church of dr ...... (Insert name here) , I wait another 10 min I eventually get my consultation , well to make a long story unrepettive I told him my sad story , now me ( the idiot I am) expecting some doctorly advice was taken aback by the doctors first question (which was if I'm a muslim) , to which I respond no , (to which he responds , well it does not matter because he was going to have the "talk" with me anyway) , huh the talk ? But okay I'm willing to listen , well let me say if I wanted to speak about my inner demons I will go to church if want medical advice I will go to my damn doctor , well this hour consultation for which I am obviously paying for and hearing about how demons , and evil spirits are destroying my marriage and how I am possessed the rev dr ...... (Insert name here)then proceeds to exercise my demons and then he (eventually) writes up my script for a relaxant well then again those voices in my head told me that I was being pranked so I was waiting for the crew of candid camera to emerge from the book case behind the dr , needless to say they did not , so maybe I am possessed and it explains all my previous blogs . Now to all my religious readers please don't get me wrong I believe in god and I also believe in living a "clean" life but I belive in that there is a time and place for everything I also do not believe in forcing my religion on another person , so if you feel insulted or some similar feeling I do apologise .
Ok that's enough from me today , ten / four , cya
The return of the rookiehero after my exorcism
Hhhhheeeeeelllllloooooo !!!!!!!!! Damn it feels empty here where be errybody , how yall doin I'm good thanx for askin , but anyway , let's get down to beesnees , let me first start off by apologising for my haihatus / the reason why I have not posted in a while , the number reason would be that I actually had nothing to say shocking aint it but yip I was at a loss for any sort of material thus I did not want to bore yall , secondly I've actually pretended to do my job , and thirdly my boss has pissed me off soooo much that I've actually sub-consciously blocked him out , but he still remains a slobbering buffoon with no sense of the common kind of which I'm convinced is still maintaining his virginity , its true I've seen how he cowers from the ladies during our morning meetings (the fucking wanker) .
But let's get down to the actual reason for today's blog , its about my involuntary exorcism yesterday afternoon by my (now ex) g.p . Ok let me start at the beginning of why I went to consult the exorcist , well its starts out with the fact that for these past few weeks I've been feeling stressed out and under alota pressure , thus making me tense , giving me mood swings , tired and irritable ( I'm going to take this opportunity to blame weight gain on this stress , (don't judge me)), but anyway , after one of my many of my erratic ( pls read erratic , not erotic) outbursts the ball and chain convinced me to consult (what I mistaking'ly believed was) my doctor to 1: establish if my depression is making its star studded comeback or 2: if I maybe need a simple relaxint (I would actually prefer the latter) , but anyway I eventually decided to go yesterday.
Well after waiting an hour ( let's bear in mind I was the second person there) I eventually went into the church of dr ...... (Insert name here) , I wait another 10 min I eventually get my consultation , well to make a long story unrepettive I told him my sad story , now me ( the idiot I am) expecting some doctorly advice was taken aback by the doctors first question (which was if I'm a muslim) , to which I respond no , (to which he responds , well it does not matter because he was going to have the "talk" with me anyway) , huh the talk ? But okay I'm willing to listen , well let me say if I wanted to speak about my inner demons I will go to church if want medical advice I will go to my damn doctor , well this hour consultation for which I am obviously paying for and hearing about how demons , and evil spirits are destroying my marriage and how I am possessed the rev dr ...... (Insert name here)then proceeds to exercise my demons and then he (eventually) writes up my script for a relaxant well then again those voices in my head told me that I was being pranked so I was waiting for the crew of candid camera to emerge from the book case behind the dr , needless to say they did not , so maybe I am possessed and it explains all my previous blogs . Now to all my religious readers please don't get me wrong I believe in god and I also believe in living a "clean" life but I belive in that there is a time and place for everything I also do not believe in forcing my religion on another person , so if you feel insulted or some similar feeling I do apologise .
Ok that's enough from me today , ten / four , cya
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