Randombling: A Saint in the Bed... A Sinner under the sheets

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Randombling: A 5 minute long unedited random stream of consciousness produced by a nerd for nerds.

#nowplaying: Murray Gold - Boe

Once I got out of the dorms in my college life; I went on to live in this tiny basement apartment and lets just say it was less than livable. My room at the time was the same size as most girls closets and so I kept my computer and book cases in there. That's about it. Our living room was smaller than the room I have now and in that I had my bed, dresser and TV. You see my bed was made of 6 sleeping bags, many sheets and comforters, some curtains and two Mexican blankets. Sure I could wash the whole thing piece by piece. (That took like 3 days.) But I never thought about it's limitations when it came to getting the girl or good sleep. I even got a girl while This whole dumb phase of my life happened. She must have hated it. It wasn't until I had a Girlfriend that said she wouldn't sleep with me unless I had a real bed that I took the initiative to get a real bed. Strange how fast ultimatums like that push you to do things. The very next day I was on a full blown search to find myself an amazing bed. I did so with in that week. I found a bed and the most awesome sheets for it from a furniture outlet store. Sadly, it did not have the pillow top surface; but it is one of the most comfy beds I or any of my friends have slept in. Being a rather large guy I got the Queen size bed which I think is a bit bigger than a full and still in my price range. This allowed me to spread out or have company stay over if I fancied a romantic night with a lady may happen. The girl I am currently dating has a twin size mattress. This size of mattress should have been tossed to the wayside the day you got out of the dorms. This size says to anyone coming into your room you will not be sharing this bed with me. I shared that bed with her one night when I fell asleep at her house. To say we were close was an understatement. Had we been conjoined twins I may have been closer. Once you are on your own and have the means to getting a proper bed it is a must. Not only for the comfort of a good nights sleep but for the availability of company in that bed. We are creatures born into a need for companionship after all.. make that night together one you will never forget. For not only the romantic setting but the amazing sleep you get in the process. I tell you a bed is worth every penny you put towards getting one that works for you. After all we spend 1/3 of our lives asleep. It only makes sense that 1/3 should be comfortable.    

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Saintpepsi's roommate fails

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So we tried the cinnamon challenge at my house and it was awesome!!!

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#Randombling: Saintpepsi

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Randombling: A 5 minute long unedited random stream of consciousness produced by a nerd for nerds.

#nowplaying: Set me free - Wicked Wisdom

Twas not but a few months ago that my brother hit me up with a query that i found most intriguing.  He asked me this.  When you wipe your ass do you wipe it sitting down or standing up?  Well I said to him of course I wipe it standing up.  How would you wipe it sitting down.  He went on to explain that apparently after someone caught him wiping his ass standing up they mocked him for his inability to wipe sitting down.  Apparently this is how most people wipe there asses.  You lean forward and stick your hand behind you and into the toilet.  O.o Oh hell no!  I'm sorry, but i just shit in that toilet.  No way will I ever stick my hand into a basin of water with turds floating in it. Course I'm a pretty curious guy and usually open to trying new things. Even though I still just don't feel I could get my butt super clean by wiping like that.  Either way I wan't to know how all this went down and tried it later. To my surprise your hand actually gets no where near the water.  Just in case though, I made extra super sure I didn't hit a bobbing turd and  went ahead and flushed to toilet. Tried it later the other way and nothing could obstruct my hand from the aforementioned wiping.  So I guess you can wipe your ass however you want to.  It's not like somewhere back in the history of shit people pass on someone said, "Hey! wipe your ass while your sitting down." No way did that happen.  We never used to wipe our asses sitting down it was standing up.  It wasn't until toliets came around.  So this is a relatively new thing as far as sense the dawn of human kind.  So that means some random person started making fun of someone else for standing up to wipe and it spread like wild fire that was unspoken because lets face it. Boy code dictates we not speak in the bathroom. I digress.  You should wipe your ass however you like. the important thing is that it's clean and you don't get shit on your hand. 

 To all you out there that read this randombling I ask you this.  How do you wipe your ass?  Also do you fold or scrunch up toilet paper to wipe. 

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Race to X success

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It's an unspoken game that people never really know they are playing until they lose. Worst part is, you only know you are playing when you lose. You get that feeling like you had one point between you and the opposing team and its all riding on you and you fuck it up. That's the feeling except even worse because in this game its all about who can move on first. I don't mean hook up either. Rebound sex isn't moving on. For the most part, it's just finding something to fill that void. So, I will explain in sports terminology, though I shouldn't be cause I know jack shit about sports. We can call rebound sex an assist. It's a step you take after a relationship to moving on but not really moving on. Or if you're a virgin, you're holding on to that V card like it's a golden ticket to heaven. Let's just say you and your computer have a scheduled date every night. See this hits the nerd community way hard because we never know we're playing games. Unless you're online then we pwn the noobs. So the race begins after about a week after you break up. If you get into a relationship the day after you break up, that's a technical foul. You will then be frowned upon by all associated with you. It also probably means you were cheating on your partner. That's fucked up and shame on you, dick. If you were playing by the legit rules, it would start eight weeks after you break up. That's the proper amount of time one should spend mourning. Who has time to mourn for loves lost now-a-days though? You gotta jump back into that game and play like you want to win the gold. So once you have the rebound out of the way, (cause you don't want to pursue the girl you really want right out of the gates. She'll feel like a rebound and then you'll lose her), the first thing you have to do is stop actively looking for someone to replace your X. The important part of that last sentence is “replace your X”. No one wants to be a replacement. Substituting someone for your X won't end well. Plus it's like paying off the ref so you can win this game. You're looking for a proper end game first to truly move on. In my last relationship, I lost this game after we broke up. I felt she found the relationship before I did and I was left losing that game. She may argue as I have recently found someone amazing. However, in the moment, she moving on was how I saw it so I did what any guy would do and got myself into a stupid short-term-nothing that got me nowhere. I should have just waited until now so I could have met the girl I'm with presently and skipped that embarrassing speed bump. Oh well. Ya live and learn. So, even though it's an impossibility to know just where we will find ourselves after a relationship, you can know for sure that at some point you or your X will find themselves having lost the race to X success.  

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Derek Hughes Man of Mystery

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I hadn't planned on going to another one of K-states random weird events on campus. While they chance a few awesome things, usually I find them less than appealing. I was downstairs tonight in Forum Hall where all the Hippies in Manhattan had converged for a pro nature forum. It was a giant power point with lots of pictures that high schools use to write motivational words on. It wasn't until some random guy came running up to me and said, “Isn't this AWESOME!” That I decided just wasn't my scene so I walked upstairs in the union and was greeted by some girls in purple and the man himself  Derek Hughes at that point I didn't know that was who he was but you find these things out when they get introduced. I was going to meet a girl there but she was running late so I sat at the back intent on grabbing her as she came in. I haven't heard much about Derek Hughes. In fact until we got his Bio from the event coordinator I had never heard of him. At this point I will say that it was my loss. This man had a plethora of puns, tricks, and illusions that were all accompanied with both witty banter and crowd participation. He involved a number of my fellow Kansans whom all were but jaw dropped at the feats he preformed for them. I too was thoroughly amused at his cunning antics and slips of tongue and trade. I really enjoyed the random words he made up based around two words he would try to say and they just merged into one. That aside much like a movie with a twist I can't reveal much about this man's show. Only that if you can see it, do so! The twist at the end will leave you in stitches that only a doctor can remove at your earliest convenience. A twist so unconventional that M. Night would run around screaming why hadn't he thought about it. 

Chech Derek's Web site out here -->http://www.derekhughes.net/

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