HIPSTERS, MARGARITAS, AND THE RETURN OF MY BED AKA THE BEST NIGHT

This was truly a random yoab-like adventure, and it all started with random text messages and talks about the drink of choice of many young sexy ladies, i am talking about a margarita if you don't know what a margarita is do yourself a favor and get your fatass off your couch and head to your local mexican grill place and order one...and even though they look very gay they are also very delicious...damn..i want one now...i think imma go get one actually...perhaps...

so anywho the original plan was to get margaritas at Caesar's and pretty much get wasted and rage...cuz you know thats what happens when margaritas are consumed ...people rage...so then as im driving i get two text messages at the same time asking me to pick them up...so i know they planned dat shit ...so anywho i pick up my homie bere first and then i pick up the CBB. so we go to some wing place in the south side idk what it was called so lets call it south-side wing place......so on the way to the south-side wing place we're just chit chatting about random shit and whatnot and then im parking and as i'm parking the dude infront of me asked me if i was chinese? ...so i reply "nah dude im mexican" i honestly don't know why he would think i was chinese cuz i think im the least chinese looking person but i was asked if i was chinese nonetheless.

after confirming my un-chineseness we sat outside and got some drinks...i didn't eat cuz i had just stuffed myself with tacos at home but the girls devoured some wings lol i had 3 cold ass guinness drafts...my fave beer mmmh guinness CBB had like 10 vodka lemonades and bere had some miller lites and then we ordered a pitcher...so then i check fb and i noticed that the CBB BLATANTLY left me out of the status which said"im on a date with bere" so i commented..umm...im here too you fucken assholes...i was gonna buy a round of shots" so then after talking about how the CBB is a douchebag for doing that we started talking about photobooths and how i've never been in a photobooth...ive been at the one at chuck e. cheese but that doesnt count....i have never taken one with a girl or friends or w.e so bere mentioned that Skylark had a photobooth so we decided to go there...i referred to it as the birdbar bc i forgot the name of it ..all i know is that the name had an avian connection...just didn't know which bird...so we get there and holy fuck its like hipster mecca...im talking about full on ironic beards, v-necks, the works...it was only a matter of minutes before the CBB mentions that i look like a hipster and to my demise..it was true...i fit right in and i looked just like them....except i didnt have a v-neck but i love v-necks...so the girls wanted shots and the shot of choice was the all douchebaggy jagger bomb...i knew ordering that at the hipster bar was gonna go bad but i did it anyway fuck it why not....so the conversation goes like this...oh btw there was a dude reading his fucking sound acoustics book at the bar while eating fucken tater-tots....really? wow...

so the ordering of the shots went like this: me - pardon me Mr. mixologist, but would you be kind enough to prepare 3 bombs of jagger for my friends and i?

him -".......we.....don't..do THOSE here"

me - "fuck i knew it...oh well..lemme get 3 shots of jameson"

him - "will do kind sir, thank you for keeping the hipster way at this establishment"

me -"yeah yeah yeah...ok"

so we down those big ass shots and they were big ass fuck...so we ordered chasers first bc CBB was being a baby..so gin and tonic for them and alpha king for me...we take the shots and drink our dranks...and at this moment we are fucken gone already.....i forgot to mention that there was a live "band" playing...and i say band because honestly these guys sucked fucken big foots dick...im all for live music but honestly that shit sucked so much...it sounded like kskdfnsdkfhs98dfsklfns!! sdklfsdifnkndf!!! just like that....it was free form..so everyone was just improvising their parts they had a cello player..this motherfucker was not playing shit lol he was just moving his head like he was having an acid trip and honestly their music sounded like i was tripping on shrooms...so then they had a keyboard guy a guitar guy and a drummer...the drummer was ok...but the main dude was the keyboard dude...he was using every effect that his 1980's korg synthesizer had...like for real...so as time passed and we got even more drunk..we realized that the music was getting better lol so we talked about a lot of things i caught up with bere..and shes doing awesome things and shes moving to springfield for a job which is awesome...i told her about how im doing random ass things and taking random ass classes like fencing lol and dat life is really good right now..so we're about to leave and the make me chug their drinks...i chugged my alpha king...bere's newcastle? or something i forgot and CBB's gin and tonic....let me just stop here and say that, that was the dumbest shit they couldve done bc wtf? im the driver!! lol so as we are leaving i remember that the only reason we went there was bc of the photobooth...so we go back and realize that the photobooth is right behind the cello guy...being the non hipster assholes that we are we just waltzed right in and the cello guy was like "we're done in 10 minutes you guys cant wait? fucken assholes" so we get to the photobooth and it doesnt fucken work lol..we got treated...so the girls leave the booth and i go last and the guy says "fucked asshole" so i say"man fuck you dude your music is fucken shitty as fuck anyway...fuck u" so we leave ....we walked with bere to her place and im not gonna lie it was farther than i thought lol so on the walk back CBB and i are stumbling..so we get to my car and i drop her off and then i start driving to my house i stop at white castle fall asleep on the drive thru...spill BBQ sauce on my white shirt and get a text from the CBB to pick her up bc she doesnt wanna be home...thinking its something bad. i drive AAALLL the way from the northside to the southside ....just to call and find out the phone is dead...so i drive back home...i honestly dont remember driving back at all...i just remember waking up in my couch...that was an awesome monday night but i woke up with the shittiest hang over in a while

tuesday i dont think i did shit i cant remember so lets skip to wednesday

wednesday was our margarita night, and i had been looking forward to it all day lol so i was texting the most interesting man in the world's son, bere, kels, other girls and the CBB...

so nobody is fucken replying and im getting all pissed and shit...i had a job interview and well the interview went amazing. honestly, i'm the shit when it comes to interviews i'm amazing at selling myself to the employer lol ..after having some questions about work and impressing them with my repertoire and skills and whatnot they said "O M G...you seriously are too awesome to not hire" and i replied "aiite ..get off my nuts" lol jk that convo did not happen but i seriously felt like that's what it was happening..so after my interview i go and get a haircut and i got a mullet lol...yes i got a mullet ...so then i go to my bro's crib bought some brews and i beat him 7-0 however he will not admit his defeat and since he's really good no one believes that i beat him...but i swear to the flying spaghetti monster that i did in fact beat that fat motherfucker at FIFA 10 ..... so after my plans fell through i was pretty upset and bored, we were watching the MLS all-star VS Manchester United game...it was chicharito's first game with ManU and all the mexicans were excited lol so i fell asleep watching the game and then the CBB called me and said that she was down to go and needed to drink so i picked up kels and we head to lalos and start downing margaritas...i got pretty tipsy and i was looking all good with my mullet and my black slacks and my red tucked in polo lol i looked like i had just stepped out of my job at the office....btw i don't have a job therefore i don't work in an office. so after being drunk and whatnot i met this girls wendy, and she is cute as hell, has the cutest smile, the cutest voice, the cutest lil face, and play with her hair ...cute..lol so me having my drunken dancing skills i decide to dance with her ...so we're getting down to bachata and im not gonna lie but i was snapping i was doing turns spinning like a motherfucken top and wendy thought i was a great dancer so fuck motherfucken yeah lol so as we're dancing i noticed that these older ladies are eye fucking the shit outta me, so i tell wendy and she looks and confirms the fact that the old ladies are indeed eye fucking me lol so after everything the CBB, kels and wendy decide to go to evil olive but they all fell asleep except wendy so i dropped everyone off except wendy lol and we went back to my place..and just cuddled... i know you're expecting some crazy porno sex but ...we cuddled.....and wendy is the best freaken cuddle buddy....point of information here...but i had not slept in my own bed for like idk..5 months or so...or however long its been...but...i went to my bed and it was so freaking comfortable...and all thanks to wendy ...so we wake up and i take her home ...and we've been talking and hanging out since...and imma clean my room lol so that wendy comes over more lol....

road trip to san antonio, new old friend, reality

A lot happened since the last post, most of it good, actually all of it good but just different kinds of good i guess ...here is a hint...i got kind of emo lol... lets start with the beginning ...*magical sounds*

so my JC and i needed to figure out a way to get to our fraternity's national convention in San Antonio, Texas, mind you we are in Chicago..so its quite a drive...so in the grand total of 2 days we set the whole trip. luckily for us the lovely women of SLG from UIC, who also had their convention in San Antonio needed a way there. so we decided to drive together, and since we did not have a room we stayed with them. so you may or may not know JC but let me tell you , he is the coolest guy you'll ever meet, if the dos equis most interesting man in the world and the black dude from the old spice commercials fornicated and created a baby...JC would be that baby...except he'd be a 31 yr old dancing dude, he is the chuck norris of dance. so we pick up the rental car, we got a 2010 gold challenger, then we picked up my bags, then kelly, and the marcy, she made us PB&J sammiches and even had cherries and granola bars the works...she hooked it up...*if u reading this ...ur awesome*

so a little back story here i've known marcy for like idk 4 years? but she's always kind of not liked me or something lol she always cockblocks me lol...she is my personal cockblock. so the trip started with awesome music courtesy of my awesome ipod...we stopped at burgerking to eat...and i had not had a whopper in probably over 6 months, so i had forgotten how huge they were...needless to say i was the last one to finish eating..then again JC is like a food Vacuum cleaner, and kelly and marcy ordered little tiny baby hamburgers.

JC took the first driving shift and he was driving like a grandma...so then i took over cuz i was bored as balls and we were making horrible timing lol after i took over and drove for about 8 hours we had cut our time by 5 hours.....*quick note here ...i dont feel like this post is funny at all ...yet lol * so we stopped in some shit ass gas station in some hick ass state and i swear to baby jesus that shit was swarming with fucken bugs...it was musty as fuck and bugs were everywhere...i got out of the car and a fucken bug got inside my fucken eye!!! ...yes...a bug got inside my eye...i was freaking out bc i had just watched this special about parasites and this one lady had this long ass parasite worm in her eye and it was fucken disgusting ....so while marcy is pumping gas she is freaking out about the bugs and yelling at me to pump the gas....all while im jamming the long thingie on my glasses inside my eye so i can scoop the bug out!....i eventually go the shitty gas station's bathroom and fish the bug out....now im feeling better but im starving...i see they have food and what appears to be fried catfish...so i ask the lady if that was fish and she says "yup you can have it all if you want" free food? fuck yeah im down...so i say "yeah, thanks!" and she gives me a big 'ol box of fried fish...so far this trip is fucken awesome...free food is always awesome...

so we stopped at willie's place and nobody knew who the fuck willie nelson is, like for real?? how do u not know who willie nelson is?? anywho...

so marcy gets to drive the remaining 30 minutes but she also blows dolphin dick at driving and turns those 30 mins into prob like an hour...so we finally get to San Antonio and get the hotel room, we decide to go to the mall buy a beer bong get liquor and start partying it up....lemme tell ya...dat first day we got fucken trashed!! my way of saying hello was shoving a plastic tube in ur mouth and making u chug a beer lol so the whole time...marcy and i are just arguing...about everything and anything...like seriously just fucken fighting...i swear i felt like i was back in a relationship...pointless fight after pointless fight lol but it was all bc idk i guess she hates that she likes me lol story of my life lol

so instead of writing about the whole weekend im just going to summarize the weekend...

• drunjk
• drunk
• dnrfeunk
• drnunkere
• bonding with new old friends

and let me explain about the new old friend thing here, and its because there was a certain friend whom i guess we've always been kind of "eh" to each other and its all because of the ghost of the past, and it really upset me when i found out that if the ghost found out we're friends, the ghost would stop being friends with the new old friend....fucked up but i guess thats life...and i still love the ghost...yeah yeah yeah shut up....so anywho the new old friend is waaaaaay to similar to me...in ways that are really creepy actually, its one of those things were everything just kind of feels normal so its weird? well its that...i was really glad we had a real conversation and the friend got to see me for who i am and for what it was thought i was or what people had made me out to be...and the lesson to be learned here boys and girls is never judge a person by what you've heard about them, nor what their reputation is or w.e....get to know them, and see for yourself, actually have a conversation with them, ask questions, ask why people say what they say about them, and give them a chance to show you who they are. never judge a person...

towards the end of this trip i realized i had gained a small family...a small group that created memories with me, that were there to party with my crazy ass and who we got to bond. so to my San Antonio roadtrip crew...i love you guys....

now back to reality and this is where imma get a little emo so you can stop reading if you want lol

imma keep this short and sweet and just say that seeing pictures of the past, of what used to be, only reminds me of how things were, of how naive and stupid we both were, and how naive and stupid we might still be, we only live once to let stupid little grudges keep us between the people that made a difference in our lives, because ask yourself this question. If the one person who loves you more than anyone died tonight, how would you feel knowing you could have made them happy by just talking to them?....giving them a chance?.....maybe this questions is a portrayal of what i actually feel inside...the anger, feeling powerless, feeling betrayed and what not....and tho i will admit i am still pretty sore and angry....life goes on. so forgive and forget, and like somebody told me "people are not who you thought they were, sometimes we dont see it because we're so busy trying to make them into what we think they are, what we thought they were" and even though i want that person to be the perfect person i thought she was....the reality is....that she isnt.....nobody is......its what makes us human, its what makes us love someone....we don't love their perfection...its simply what we notice...the fact is...that we fall in love with the imperfections, we fall in love with the idea, it blinds us and deprives us from reality......so wake up people and realize that life is too short .....

god that was fucken emo....

Mohawk, unique name, girl of my dreams, and Poland

This is going to be a bit of a rant, and i believe i have every right to do so because i have had the same haircut for probably 8 years now, and before you go on and think "oh well its because you're a kid and you have a douchebag non-professional haircut" let me stop you and say Fuck You. its not that i only like my fauxhawk, though i'll admit that nobody can rock it like me, i look fucken good and you know it lol but i have seriously tried every haircut and i look freaking ridiculous, i had braids once [ don't ask ] i shaved my head once too, i had a bowl cut LOL i had everything, and the only thing that works is my lil fauxhawk, and i think every girl that i've dated will agree on one thing, and its not that i was a dickhead it will be that i have awesome hair. How is this a rant you ask? why does it seem like i'm just blabbing on and on about my hair in an egotistical manner? well let me tell you my furry friend, its because every freaking hispanic guy has my hair cut out of nowhere!! i even let a little rat tail thingy and they do that too!!!!!

and this always happens!! the fauxhawk fad will come and go, its like a fucken season, like they all say "hey guys its fauxhawk season again everybody get that haircut" fuck man, i have this hair for a reason! because well...actually two reasons!

1. nothing else works for me
2. i don't want to be like every fucken latino and have a fade. fuck fades

so with every other douchebag having my hair cut it freaking renders my second reason obsolete!! wtf???

alright thats it, now on to having a unique name:

Having a unique name is awesome and it's a great conversation starter, HOWEVER, whenever you hear someone talk about a YOAB there is a 99% chance that they are talking about me. No i'm not being full of myself or anything like that but its just the reality, seriously how many Yoab's do you know? chances are i'm the only one you know or if you don't know me and you're a stranger who just happened to stumble upon my blog, chances still are that this is the first time you hear of a guy named Yoab. so let me tell you how i decided to write about this; i'm in school and im in line at the coffee shop trying to get some iced coffee, so its my turn to order and they don't have ice...so i have to wait for the coffee guy to go get ice. so i'm waiting for the dude to get ice, and there are these two girls there and they're just talking about whatever it is girls talk about, judging by their appearance i'm going to assume they were talking about the world crisis and the oil spill....NOT....they were fucken talkin about the Kardashians...seriously? wow...

so then i decide to just put on my ipod to prevent my IQ going down a few points. then the coffee dude comes with the ice and he says something, of course i can't hear him because i have the Beatles playing (ha! how stereotypical!) so anywho i take off my headphones and then i hear one of the girls say "...yeah she was dating some dude named Yoab she said he goes here..." W T F?? I didn't know if i should've said "hi my name is yoab and i believe im the only yoab in this school" but i didn't i just grabbed my iced coffee and walked away, then i started thinking about it, having a unique name fucken sucks! what if like idk i do something bad and my name is out there and then whenever i meet someone they'll be like "oh shit you're that guy that did that one bad thing!" and i'll say "no im not.....yeah ..i am ..fuck" its not cool! why couldn't my parents have named me jose, juan or jesus lol like every other mexican ??

point of the story is that having a unique name will definitely get my name out there...good or bad

So i had a dream that i was dating this girl and she was soooooo freaking nice and beautiful, like seriously the most beautiful girl i have ever seen or dated ..in my dreams...

she had tan skin, green eyes, wavy hair but she had bangs, she had little skinny spaghetti arms lol and she was petite, she kinda looked like Thandie Newton aka girl from run fatboy run... if you know anyone who looks like her or kinda reminds you of her please give her my number 773-787-6251 ...i'm in love with her....fuck you zooey deschanel you are no longer my crush

also i'm doing study abroad again ...in poland...yoab in poland next spring...fucken epic

ghost from the past and random bbq

4th of july was well, not the best 4th of july ever. i had to treat my father like a damn kid who cant handle his alcohol and emotions, got kicked out my own damn house, decided to go for a drive and i see a ghost from the past drive next to me.

great....now something else to think about but...thats it lol the ghost from the past just drive and drove away so i really don't have anything cool to say about that, wish i did but oh well

so lets see what else has happened i really can't remember what i did and i lost my leettle notebook in which i jot down funny stuff that happens or just random shit so i don't forget about it..but...i lost it so everything i wrote is lost and now i can't remember what to write about so i'm writing about not remembering what to write about, ironic how that works out lol

';k,op;/ <

ok so lets just jump forward to friday, so friday i hung out with one of my super close friends/ my life coach Ali V, honestly, i don't know what i would've done without her support during The Great Depression ...and yes i'm calling my post-break up times the great depression. she was there for me through it all, she was nice when she had to and sometimes she would straight up treat my ass with cold and harsh honesty and for that i say thanks. so we met up and went to a BBQ ended up meeting a real cool couple, talked about traveling all in all i was a different me, i was talking to strangers like i knew them, even played many rounds of flippy cup lol so at the BBQ i saw friends from high school that i had not seen since 2005 and i saw one of my fraternity brother's GF...i'm tellin ya guys i always seem to encounter people i know in the most random places, it truly is a small world. so then we go to a bar after the BBQ for a bday and at the bar i saw more people that i knew. also my bro's gf had her friend with her and she was cute, so i used my pretty boy swag and got her number [lol].....more and more i am starting to really enjoy the single life, and no that does not mean i'm being a hoe bc i haven't done anything with anyone, but just meeting new people and making new friends is awesome, and i think that everyone should be more friendly, the more people you meet the more life experiences you will have, you don't want to be that one sheltered individual who only knows one scene. expand your horizons people seek new adventures, and even if you end up having a shitty ass experience at least you had an experience and you learned something new. i learned that i like dog soup and rat skewers in ghana...so lol there u go!

on saturday july 10th we had our annual Block Party, and it was actually fun this time, i was chilling with family and friends, drinking, eating. i met some of the neighbors and some are cool and some are just plain douchebags.

i went to pick up ratatouille and when i came back my uncle, aunt, and cousins where there i hadn't seen my cousin hector in like 3 years so that was good. we talk since we had to catch up, they were all shocked i was single, and then i had to re-tell the story which i'm sick of repeating so i just say "eh, it happened for a reason and i'm happier now" then G-unit came with Rob, we had some beers and some food, my brother was there with his gf, his 2 friends jason and gabriel (my frat bros lil brother) and his gf's cousin....who i'm not gonna lie is pretty freaking hot but shes barely 18 LOL ...don't judge me

after the BBQ we decided to head to wrigleyville with G-unit and rob. there were a shitload of people i knew there and some that i didnt know but apparently they knew me. it was a barcrawl hosted by a fraternity that my fraternity is know to fight with, its really stupid really and i have no clue what thats about, a lot of my friends are in it so i don't care. so while waiting in line to get in to red ivy i think some dude was all like "well all i'm saying is dat this beta is here" and i had no clue who he was or how he know i was a beta and then he was like "you graduated from lane in 05 right?" that was just kind of creepy. i mean i literally have never seen this dude in my life but he was well informed when it came to me. so i said "wow dude you really know my shit, high five" but he didn't high five me. :(

so once inside i saw a lot of peeps i know we were all pretty hammered so i can't even remember half the things that were said. but all in all it was a great even and i tip my hat to the OD guys, specially from Z chapter. [ see? no hate ] so then i saw one of my oldest friends who i consider family but she was drunk and pretty much ignored me and when i talked to her her bf got all stupid and try to start a fight. i'm not one to walk away from a fight specially when its about something so FUCKING STUPID but i walked away this time just because it was her bf. i have to admit tho i am pretty disappointed but oh well.

the great highlight of the night though was having a real conversation, a serious conversation with one of my friends whom i used to have a crush on, and by talking i learned that she had a crush on me too but i never made a move on her, i guess being a friend is good but apparently you have make a move lol but i am super oblivious when it comes to this, i can never tell when a girl is into me or anything , i'm super oblivious to the obvious signs, so if you are reading this and you have a crush on me or something...TELL ME! bc i am NOT psychic so i cant read your mind

so yeah that was that

also i learned that the ghost from the past's bf supposedly treats her like crap, and though i still care for the ghosr and i believe that no1 should be treated like crap, i also believe that everyone needs to learn everything by themselves and not have someone try to open their eyes for them... because and trust me on this one you will never be able to change a person, unless that person wants to change for themselves. anyway, theres no way to even know if thats true or if its just hearsay, all i know is the ghost happy so thats good.

also on another note, i've recently started talking to someone after not talking to her for idk a year or so? and i have to admit, i'm really starting to like her, she's mature yet still a child at heart, she has a sense of the world and doesnt bs around. i think she might like me but i have no clue, and i also don't want to blow it by telling her i have a crush on her and then just making things awkward lol...despite popular belief about me being some kind of don juan, i'm really not lol idk how to "flirt" or anything, i just act like myself and well myself is pretty freaking awesome lol...so anywho we'll see how it all plays out with mystery girl X as i will refer to her since i dont want to name her and then ruin things, thought i'm pretty sure she knows i like her.

to be continued ... dun dun dun

blah blah blah potato or potatoe

why did i start a blog? no clue. no really..i don't a have clue, i have below par writing skills, don't have an exciting life..well actually i think i do but not the kind of excitement you're probably used to, idk why i'm saying "you" since i know nobody is reading this and probably wont read it till days or weeks after it has been written but oh well....actually my life is pretty fucken random and though its a good thing sometimes most of the time i can't share my random events with anyone because they think i'm lying and making shit up.

like the time i went to the parking lot at my school to use the pop machine, and i actually ended up with 3 pops and my money back, plus a dollar...that was fucken nuts and no1 would have believed me if it weren't for the fact that my friend Dee was there with me, so this is what happened, i was being all emo and whatnot cuz of a shitty break up *which i will probably write about later, maybe, perhaps, who knows* so i was doing the usual shit writing shitty break up poetry, attempting to write songs, and just being emo, so anywho my luck started changing, met some pretty awesome people, got super close to my friends and realized that they are my true family, and even went as far as kissing 3 different girls in the span of like idk maybe 12 hours, in my defense i was very drunk, alone, and they were hot, so the next day i'm sleepy and i wanted a cherry coke, however, the store was closed so i went to use the pop machine in the parking lot's office. i put a dollar and a quarter, i pushed the cherry coke button...and it came out...then another one came out, and then another one came out...3 freaking cherry cokes came out but ...its not done...noooo sirreeee... a shitload of quarters start coming out as well!! like it would not stop...i think i got like 5 bucks in quarters...it was freaking awesome...i told my friend about it and she didnt fucken believe me, shit i wouldn't even believe me, but Dee was there and that's what counts cuz at least someone got to see a random event take place.

so more random stuff that happened. this is while i was in Ghana last month for study abroad, i started playing the finger-circle game, where if you look at it you get punched, so the other students are getting annoyed cuz the game is so played out but fuck it, it was africa and i brought the game to them, so i trip and when i land i see a little cardboard piece with the finger-circle drawn on it! like are you fucken kidding me?? that was awesome and it's one of my treasured artifacts from africa, even though the symbol is totally not-african.

so more recent stuff:

Wednesday : almost crashed because a cat decides to try and commit suicide by diving in front of me

thursday: i killed a pigeon...i ran over it...i couldn't avoid it. Someone threw a fry on the street and as i approached the fry the pigeon dove to try and get the said fry and the just :thump: i ran over it....if you think about it thats a pretty funny yet sadistic game to play, because you know the stupid bird is going to go and get the fry so if you time perfectly you can get a car to hit a bird.....and ok i'll admit it i did that once in high school but it was a seagull and nobody likes seagulls lol.

Friday- giant dragonfly crashes on my laptop at borders causing me to freak out and scream ...and then the coffee filter ripped so my coffee had pieces of ground coffee in it...i thought it as oreo crumbs so i got excited till i drank it and it tasted like crap....i try and get a replacement and i can't because the coffee machine is broken...and i'm writing this without having coffee...

and since this a completely random post about nothing here is my reading list:

the heroic age : Death of dracula - seems like a promising new series by marvel

the heroic age: The new Avengers - eh its ok but seriously there are a fuckload of Avengers teams already , the original avengers, the new avengers, the dark avengers, whats next? the avengers avengers?

dark wolverine - hands down one of the best series

Wolverine origins - my top series

wolverine #900 - out of all the stories i only like the one about his birthday, me and wolverine have a lot in common, yes i'm sympathizing with a fictional character so what.

and i'm re-reading "chariot of the gods" and you should read it too