Steven Michael Kudelko

Last night I made the statement that I sometimes take an Ambien, then jack off, and consider it raping myself.

Jenna Staul and I stole a trash can from the Lube, and dumped the contents into the streets of Sharon.

And I burned a hole in the roof of Catilyn’s VW Jetta with a cigarette, much like the time two years ago when I burned a hole in the roof of Catilyn’s VW Jetta with a Black and Mild.  Different tobacco, different Jettas, same fucking retard.

I woke up with no hangover, though I did realize that at some point during the middle of the night, I took a piss in a bowl of popcorn, because I was too lazy to get up and walk to the bathroom.  I didn’t step in it in the morning though…. I dodged that shit like I was playing DDR.

This morning Methadone and Espresso found its way into my system, both which helped me get my day started.  Now I’m at work.

So, I’m going to start posting on Tumblr again.  Welcome me back, everyone.  Naked pictures of girls that look like Marcie Polonsky would be a great “welcome back” present.

mandopoulis:

steve kudelko makes me smile.

Aww, Mandy made me smile for posting that.  Thanks for making today not a completely awful day!

Everyone should follow Mandy.  Seriously.  We’re building a Tumblr army.

I have a weird superstition that requires me to play a game of Solitaire on my iPhone every morning.  If I win the first game I play, I know it’s going to be a good day.  I’ve won the past few mornings, and indeed, except from a tiny bit of sadness here and there, and stressful situation that always pop-up because of my job, I have had good days.  Today I didn’t win the first game I played, so I’m hoping that I still have a good day today.  In fact, I didn’t win the first several games that I played, so I’m actually quite worried.

I went to the methadone clinic this morning, because in addition to having to dose like I do every morning, I had a mandatory HIV awareness meeting to attend.  I don’t have HIV, they just make all of their patients have this meeting, because obviously people who have drug problems are more likely to be at risk for HIV.  I was interested to hear that in Mercer County, and other small towns in the area, HIV is also on the rise.  There also is a direct correlation to drug use on the rise and HIV on the rise.  That was interesting to me.  Anyway, I had to learn about female condoms and shit.  Fun stuff.

Then, I went to breakfast with my grandmother.  We had McDonalds.  I don’t usually eat in the morning, let alone right after dosing, but she insisted, so I struggled to keep down a McMuffin and a hash brown.  She thinks I have an eating disorder, so she’s constantly taking me out to eat.  It’s nice to spend time with her, even though she constantly bitches about the ripped jeans that I wear, but I’m starting to get sick from eating all the time, and I’m also starting to feel fucking fat, so that’s a problem.  I don’t normally eat often, and in fact, once a day is more than enough for me.  Eating more than one meal a day is starting to catch up with me, and I’m starting to feel sick.

Today I am going to help Kat move into her house, and also work on design ideas for the place.  I’m really enjoying having a design client, since it’s been a while since I’ve done any design work.  I’m going to really try to build my design business up when I move to Philadelphia, and hopefully Alex and I can get cheap, shitty houses and flip them.  It’ll be interesting to be a aspiring stand-up comedian and writer/entertainer who flips houses to pay the bills.  Maybe I’ll get a reality show.

Now I’m trying out Mozilla Weave, which is a way to sync your Firefox bookmarks across multiple computers, similar to MobileMe, only shitty because it’s from Mozilla.  So far it’s not working, and I’m angry.  I also decided to take Fedora off of my eMac and now I’m trying a PowerPC build of Ubuntu, although I have a feeling I’m just going to go back to Mac OS X.  It doesn’t really matter, because I’m selling this machine next week anyway.

I’m praying that today is a good day, and that the people that I love, and one person in particular, are safe and happy and have a good day as well.  I’ll be posting to Tumblr throughout the day, and hopefully it’ll only be positive/happy stuff.