Watch the sunrise, say your goodbyes...


07-18-03

~I'm drivin' fast now, don't think I know how to go slow.~

Holy hell, Britney Spears isn't a virgin!!! No shit. And she smokes now too. I'm dumbfounded. Okay, I'm not. It's about damn time her overly made up, too little clothes wearing ass joined reality. Whoever decided to send me a copy of W magazine is a genius. Sounds like hours of fun with a permanent marker to me. Oh the mustaches that will be drawn...

~Hold it down boy your head's gettin' blurred. I know you can't stop thinkin' of her. By all means you can vibe with this girl just don't mug yourself. Don't stick yourself. That's all. Don't mug yourself.~

So, I went into the Slippery Sea Cow today. (I love making up funny new names for that place) Talked to Shannon about the jobby. Looks like it may just work out this time. (crosses fingers) That place is like flashback from the 80's right now. Thank goodness none of the girls who were working today were sporting this "new" trend. Shannon didn't even have anything to say about it. Oh well, it's a job. And it pays. And it'll be fun to hang out with some girly girls. I should know by some time next week. In the mean time, Laurie hit me up with some info. Dukin's Diamonds and Gold is looking for part time Christmas help. (it's a little early for that but...) That happens to be the same exact way I got a permanent position with Gem Jewelry. Plus, there's a full time desk clerk job at a nearby motel. Who knows. I may just hit those places up early next week. Hopefully the weekend won't be dull. I think I'll give Miss Laurie a call in a minute or two. See what she's up to.

~There's no doubling back now.~

So I think I officially pissed off TJ. I have no idea how it happened. I swear I didn't do anything this time. He called the other day and told me I should come over later that night. I said "maybe". I didn't plan on going. I spent the whole day working on...things. (namely my book...which I finally broke through my writers block only to stumble right back into it) Anyhow, he called me again that night and asked if I was coming. I said no. I hadn't showered. I was planning on going to bed early so I could go in and visit Shannon rather than sleeping through the entire day. And he throws this massive fit over nothing. Said he's sick of girls lying to him?! What's the big deal if I don't come over one night? Honestly, I enjoy hanging out over there. I was really glad to know that there were no more hard feelings between the two of us. He's just so damned random and inconsistent. What am I supposed to do? Drop everything just to sit on your couch and make small talk with a bunch of people who could care less if I was there or not? Damn! I can't win. So I assume he won't call me again. Seeing as it's Friday...I'm sure they'll all be there tonight. And I haven't heard a peep from him. This is where I'll just have to suck it up and call him. Eventually I'll call him. There was just no reason whatsoever for him to fly off the handle like that. Hey, Laurie called me. I just noticed that I missed a call. Must have had the music up too loud. So anyway, we're making plans for this evening. She's calling TJ (thank you) and so the idea is...play cards at TJ's until Steve and the Pepsi boys get out of work. Then go back to her house and chill there. It probably won't work out that way but whatever. I guess Clint (Steve's buddy from work who had a thing for me) still has a thing for me. WTF??? I asked her if I have a sign on my forehead that says, "hillbillies welcome". Dammit. Oh well. So I can burn his ass for a second time. It'll be good for a laugh or two. Right, I'm off to scan this picture. Just call me Picasso.




"I'm gonna leave you with one thing...Someone once told me to lead a long, happy, healthy life you need to do 2 things everyday. One of those things, one of those things, one of those things, one of those things is to sweat. The other one of those things, other one of those things, other one of those things is to laugh. You gotta laugh." ~Mraz

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