Jak the Dog!
January 30 2007
Hello I'm Jak, and I am a dog. How about let's make me a golden retriever, those are fun. I dont really have too much of a free life, no kid to play fetch with, no adult to do some silly trick with for a doggie biscuit, no nothing. I live in a laboratory. All I have is a cage and the occassional meal. It seems rather sad but Ive been here for as long as I can remember, so its just life to me. One day Robert, one of the reasearchers, threw a round object into my cage. I've never seen one of these things before, but he called it a ball. Seeing it bounce up and down inside my cage just sent an impulse through me to just go after it, so I did. I jumped to the ball and quickly caught it in my mouth, and soon did I realize that it tasted DELICIOUS! I don't know what it is about a rubberized ball. Not only did it taste so good, but it was so much fun just how it bounced. Days upon days went by, and this ball was providing so much fun, so much joy for me, if I wasn't playing with the ball, I was thinking about the ball. Suddenly after a couple of weeks something terrible happen. While the ball was in my mouth, it exploded! Not only that, it also disenegrated. Now I was left with nothing, nothing except the pain of the explosion, oh how it hurt.
I didn't want to do anything for quite sometime. I might eat, I might not. A few weeks went by, and I was starting to get used to everyday life again. One morning, I woke up, and a brand new ball was in my cage. I was a little hesitant at first, but eventually I was back to playing with a new ball! This was even better than the first one, it tasted better, it bounced higher. Oh how I loved the ball. And once again, my life's focus was the ball, if I wasnt bouncing the ball, tasting the ball, holding the ball, I sure was thinking about the ball. A few months later it unfortunately happened again. As I was holding the ball in my mouth, BOOM, and again I am left with nothing but the pain from the explosion.
This continues to happen for as long as I am here. The few days after the explosion the pain causes me to only want to eat. And as a start to get readjusted to everyday life, a brand new ball comes in. I play with it, and it explodes. I never know when it's going to explode, but I do know that the pain is extreme when it does. Until finally I get to a point.
They'll put a ball in my cage. I don't do anything with it. I want to, I want to play with it, taste it, enjoy it, bounce it up and down and all around my cage, I want to do all of that more than anything in the world. But I don't, I know it will explode and be very painful. So here I sit.
Happy Chocolate Milk Day!!!
January 15 2007
Saturday
January 14 2007
Ah Saturday, a day that anybody would look forward to. It was actually a weird day for dearly beloved Jak. I would start telling you about it, but it would take me a very long time for me to tell the whole story. Nevertheless, this is going to be my last blog. I've tried this blogging thing out for a few days to give it a shot, and seriously it's just not for me. If you want to write me a message, then great, I'll read and even respond. But sorry guys, no more blogging for me. Seems kind of like a waste of time.
Friiday
January 12 2007
Ah the sweet smell of Friday, and your american hero Jak has been understandibly looking foward to this. Work was only a half day, I was gone by lunchtime, that happens every Friday. Also on every Friday I am starting a new tradition to stop by the store, pick up a sandwich and a rose, go to the cemetary and have lunch with my father. It's probably the most peaceful time of my week. Afterwards I went to the gym for a couple of hours to take out my agressions on an illeptical. Tonight a couple of friends from work wanted to go get drinks and shoot the breeze about their ever so monotaneous week, so we all went to the local O'charley's. I'm back to my apartment from there, a little tired now, so now I'm making my entry and heading to bed.
Thursday
January 11 2007
Wednesday 1/10/07
January 10 2007
Tuesday 1/9/07
January 09 2007
First blog, fun stuff. My username (and name as far as phusebox is concerned) is Jak Barnes. Actually that really isn't my name. You see, there have been reports of potential and current employers that would actually go far enough to google your own name to find out information. So, Jak Barnes is my alias. My name, if you must know, is the initials of Jak Barnes, and just the initials. Co-workers call me James Bond, I guess I really can't complain about that nickname, I've had worse. Anyway, someone recommended phusebox to me a while ago and I just thought I would give it a shot, so here goes, on with my tuesday.
Tuesday started just as any other day would. I woke up, took a shower, ate a couple of slices of cold leftover supreme works pizza for breakfast, and off to work I went, fighting the traffic filled with homicidal behavoired drivers, such a tranquility. Work is boring, I sit in a cubicle all day moving money around, so to save mine and your sanity, I'll skip the part about work. For the past few days, I've been stopping by my mom's house to lay flooring, so tonight after work I rewarded myself by taking in a hockey game. I went to the game by myself, which I like better in a way. I didn't used to. In the past, I would never go by myself, I had my hockey buddy to always go with me, he was my dad. Between now and then I don't have a dad anymore. So now I go by myself. Sure it's lonely but it's also peaceful in a way. So I sat back enjoying my newly born tradition of eating ice cream while watching hockey, and we won. Now I'm here, back home in my apartment, ready to sleep and start another day at work.