| i need a haircut. and a girlfriend, but i think the haircut will have to come first. |
[Feb. 20th, 2006|10:41 pm] |
had a damn dull day today. i dont like that one bit. well, now that i think about it, walking to the bank just to remember that is a fucking holiday was funny. and flashing the neighbor kids over $200 just to give them one(yeah, i contributed to a Micky D's burger, how disgusting) was, well now that i see it written down i guess it was just self-absorbing. fuck. then it was after four and i had to go SOMEWHERE so i picked up my paycheck and found i got a raise. so when i clock in as busser im getting a buck more an hour now, plus the mad tips. so really if it wasnt for the running into a friend and going to hopes game, today would have been nothing more than a warning of the potential order of priorities to come (work, school, boredom), if i dont watch it.
so apparently my ex not only wants to get tested, with me, but shes also been trying to end the relationship our friend in common has been in, to the point of getting the boyfriend to cheat on our friend in common with her, just to break them up. long story short the psyco i dated stessed out a guy ive known for a long time to the point of having a damn bad seizure.
and i ate a salt packet yesterday.
and im having trouble getting a number of the IRS
and House of Flying Daggers ROCKS
but you'd never know what kind of movie it is based on the title.
hey Eve, you like lasertag. hey ANYBODY, do you like lasertag? after such a long time i got a taste on friday. well, 3 games straight, really. but i want more. all the games together i only got shot in the back 11 times. for those of you that dont play thats a low number for just one game. so, play lasertag and i be good on your team k?
damn sunny told me i needed to go all out when it comes to buying vday shit, so now i got alot of chocolate to eat. caramal kisses are damn good, if i know that id have never intended them all as a gift. and then theres the box to break into. and i just remembered that i spelled redhots behind my bed last night. but i wont be eating those ha.
off to let my dad sleep now. |
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| ever have a boss decide to nickname you superman? i know i wish i didn't. |
[Feb. 16th, 2006|12:05 pm] |
ran into an ooold friend after work on tuesday. its a trip, not that our lives were ever similiar, but you just dont imagine that somewhere in between games of tag and a stabbing came a daughter who's 5 now. has he killed anyone? probably. but he smiles like a perfect retail worker, and even though he sat in the chair im in now about 3 times a week, he kept that life seperate, kept me safe. there wasnt much to talk about in the parking lot of washington mutual. hope turned 10, he's turning 21. he wants me to tell bunky to come his way when she turns 18. i wont.
ran into another old friend last week. she just, kept talking about acid-this, my whatever is so-that. as she talked i realized that under all the drugs, black clothes black wild hair black eyeshadow, she felt like a prep screaming LOOK AT ME!!
im about to miss the bus. |
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| making the switch |
[Apr. 18th, 2005|02:40 pm] |
uh-oh, zack's going friends only
dont you feel left out!
you should!
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