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the last few days have been so weird....
i got up at 10pm like 3 nights ago... and around 10am, i went to go bug some friends at their workplaces.... i went into media play... and my friend john suggested that i apply at cafe coco's (a local coffee house), and mentioned that caroline (another friend of mine) was working there, and they don't care about piercings....
after that, i went to michaels (where i used to work)... i was talking to trisha near the front... the girl that was working on the register came over to where we were.... she asked me what my last name is... i told her kunkel... she asked if i have a cousin named dan.... i told her that i used to (i disowned him a while back, but that's another story)... and she asked me if i remembered her... i thought for a second, then said "no, should i?"... she told me she was at dan's one time when i was there... i asked her if it was like little party he had sort of... then trisha asked "did you two..........?" hinting that we fucked each other or something.... i told her no, that i would definitely remember that.... and she told me that they were filming some video for a school project.... i was like, "ya... i was there... and i hooked up with some girl there......... diane".... then she showed me her name tag....... i read it... and it said "Diane" on it..... i was so fucking embarrassed..... then i remembered how she cheated on me with like..... 5 guys.... in one day... one of which was my cousin..... so i was really embarrassed..... i ended up talking to kathy... who goes to hawaii a whole lot.... she told me i have to learn the name of the hawaii state fish.... and i think i got it.... humuhumu nukunuku a pua'a.... yup.... i can't say it fast like her though..... and stacy told me she's moving to dallas in 4 days (now it's 2 days)... i'll miss having her around here........
anyways... i decided to go apply at some pizzerias... as a delivery boy.... and papa johns made it sound like i would get the delivery job if i applied.... i went home to fill it out... and i needed to get the insurance info from my mom.... and she said she didn't want the wear and tear on her car... but she'd ask my dad what he thought.... he basically said i couldn't do it..... so i'm just not applying at those places....
i went to go apply at blockbuster and cafe cocos.... i went into blockbuster to get an application.... when i went to the car to fill it out... some girl asked me for help with jumping her car.... so i did that.... it took like a fucking half hour... but she gave me like $5 so it was cool i guess..... but it also meant that i decided to fill out the application at home.... so i headed over to cafe cocos... which i had never driven there before, so i didn't know quite how to get there... but i managed to get there with no problems at all.... caroline was in there.... and asked what i was doing there... i told her i wanted an application.... she told me that they were out, but they didn't have any openings at all.... so i stuck around and talked to her (she was about to get off of work for the day).... then we (caroline, her friend and i) sat outside talking for a while.... and we had interesting conversations about ministers and tampons.... i should probably say that those were two seperate topics, but it sounds so much better that way...... anyways... she called ben (her boyfriend, jon's brother, and my friend of like 3 years) to see if he had a break anytime soon.... he said he still had his lunch break.... so we decided to go out to eat.... we ended up waiting for a while.... we ended up in compusa (where ben works)... and some guy was walking around and people were telling him that he sounded great last weekend.... i figured it was some guy in a church band (all the churches around here have bands).... then ben came out and told us who it was.... it was victor wooten... if you don't realize who that is, he's the bassist for bela fleck and the flecktones, and he also plays with dave matthews band... he's an INCREDIBLE bassist.... if you can, download some of his solo work... or even some stuff from bela fleck... it's very very good stuff musically.....anyways... we ended up going out to eat... i just got a 32 ounce orange n cream soda though.... we sat there and talked for a while... then ben had to go back to work, and caroline and her friend were going to go shopping... they invited me to come along... which made me feel all special... no one ever asks me if i wanna tag along.... and i probably would have gone with them if i didn't have to get the car home.... so i headed home....
i mentioned i had gotten up at like 10pm the night before... i was trying to get out of my schedule ofgoing to sleep at like 3pm.... so i ended up passing out around midnight... i got up at like 6:30am... and i was craving another orange n cream soda... so i had my girly call me on my cell phone while i drove out to go buy one....
i ended up mowing the lawn... i got most of it on the riding mower... then was gonna get the rest with the push mower.... but it blew up.... then i was supposed to clean the computer room... but in order to do that, i had to kick my brother off the comp.... that normally isn't easy to do.... so i logged him off and everything... but he wasn't moved.... we ended up struggling a bit.... and he took a swing at me... and hit me right in the mouth... i knew he hit me really good... so i ran to the bathroom... took a quick look in the mirror.... my lip was just a little red.... so i spit in the sink.... all that came out was blood.... the skin on the inside of my lip was shredded... i had to smile while looking in the mirror, cuz i thought he might have knocked out some teeth... luckily, he didn't cause any more damage than that.... anyways... i eventually got to clean the computer room.... and my god.... smoking makes everything disgusting... one of the monitors in front of me was a light orangish-yellow..... now it's white.... my parents weren't supposed to smoke inside the house.... oh well
my father's friend james was coming over for dinner.... he's a nice guy... but he gave me a really good idea for a job.... he was telling me about it... and reminded me that i'm in nashville... and music row isn't too far away (music row is one street that has recording studios from almost every single major label, and lots of smaller labels on it.... it's hard to find anything that isn't a recording studio on that street)... he also told me that these recording studios need things to be sent somewhere close by.... too close for a courier.... so they just wait till someone happens to be going right by there... or they give it to one of the secretaries, who hate it because it isn't their job..... so he suggested i do a bike messenger service of sorts... he even said he'd help me out with connections (his friend is the executive assistant to the president at sony)... so i'm thinking this would be good... if i hook up with 3 or 4 studios... and charge like $300 a month or so... i can be ready to go to hawaii in 2 months and have a bunch of extra cash... and if i wait an extra month or 2... i can possibly build myself a pretty nice computer and still have quite a bit left over (which would be for shipping stuff to hawaii and holding me over until i get a job there and get paid)... so i think i may do this... after all... i've been running low on luck with finding jobs... and james said he'd even help me out with figuring out a pricing plan and how to present it to possible customers.... so this may happen.... but i have to fix one of our bikes.... find a good bike lock that i can put on and remove quickly, but still keeps people from stealing my bike.... and a cell phone with unlimited incoming and outgoing local calls.... so it'll be difficult to start... but will work out in the longrun
i got up at 10pm like 3 nights ago... and around 10am, i went to go bug some friends at their workplaces.... i went into media play... and my friend john suggested that i apply at cafe coco's (a local coffee house), and mentioned that caroline (another friend of mine) was working there, and they don't care about piercings....
after that, i went to michaels (where i used to work)... i was talking to trisha near the front... the girl that was working on the register came over to where we were.... she asked me what my last name is... i told her kunkel... she asked if i have a cousin named dan.... i told her that i used to (i disowned him a while back, but that's another story)... and she asked me if i remembered her... i thought for a second, then said "no, should i?"... she told me she was at dan's one time when i was there... i asked her if it was like little party he had sort of... then trisha asked "did you two..........?" hinting that we fucked each other or something.... i told her no, that i would definitely remember that.... and she told me that they were filming some video for a school project.... i was like, "ya... i was there... and i hooked up with some girl there......... diane".... then she showed me her name tag....... i read it... and it said "Diane" on it..... i was so fucking embarrassed..... then i remembered how she cheated on me with like..... 5 guys.... in one day... one of which was my cousin..... so i was really embarrassed..... i ended up talking to kathy... who goes to hawaii a whole lot.... she told me i have to learn the name of the hawaii state fish.... and i think i got it.... humuhumu nukunuku a pua'a.... yup.... i can't say it fast like her though..... and stacy told me she's moving to dallas in 4 days (now it's 2 days)... i'll miss having her around here........
anyways... i decided to go apply at some pizzerias... as a delivery boy.... and papa johns made it sound like i would get the delivery job if i applied.... i went home to fill it out... and i needed to get the insurance info from my mom.... and she said she didn't want the wear and tear on her car... but she'd ask my dad what he thought.... he basically said i couldn't do it..... so i'm just not applying at those places....
i went to go apply at blockbuster and cafe cocos.... i went into blockbuster to get an application.... when i went to the car to fill it out... some girl asked me for help with jumping her car.... so i did that.... it took like a fucking half hour... but she gave me like $5 so it was cool i guess..... but it also meant that i decided to fill out the application at home.... so i headed over to cafe cocos... which i had never driven there before, so i didn't know quite how to get there... but i managed to get there with no problems at all.... caroline was in there.... and asked what i was doing there... i told her i wanted an application.... she told me that they were out, but they didn't have any openings at all.... so i stuck around and talked to her (she was about to get off of work for the day).... then we (caroline, her friend and i) sat outside talking for a while.... and we had interesting conversations about ministers and tampons.... i should probably say that those were two seperate topics, but it sounds so much better that way...... anyways... she called ben (her boyfriend, jon's brother, and my friend of like 3 years) to see if he had a break anytime soon.... he said he still had his lunch break.... so we decided to go out to eat.... we ended up waiting for a while.... we ended up in compusa (where ben works)... and some guy was walking around and people were telling him that he sounded great last weekend.... i figured it was some guy in a church band (all the churches around here have bands).... then ben came out and told us who it was.... it was victor wooten... if you don't realize who that is, he's the bassist for bela fleck and the flecktones, and he also plays with dave matthews band... he's an INCREDIBLE bassist.... if you can, download some of his solo work... or even some stuff from bela fleck... it's very very good stuff musically.....anyways... we ended up going out to eat... i just got a 32 ounce orange n cream soda though.... we sat there and talked for a while... then ben had to go back to work, and caroline and her friend were going to go shopping... they invited me to come along... which made me feel all special... no one ever asks me if i wanna tag along.... and i probably would have gone with them if i didn't have to get the car home.... so i headed home....
i mentioned i had gotten up at like 10pm the night before... i was trying to get out of my schedule ofgoing to sleep at like 3pm.... so i ended up passing out around midnight... i got up at like 6:30am... and i was craving another orange n cream soda... so i had my girly call me on my cell phone while i drove out to go buy one....
i ended up mowing the lawn... i got most of it on the riding mower... then was gonna get the rest with the push mower.... but it blew up.... then i was supposed to clean the computer room... but in order to do that, i had to kick my brother off the comp.... that normally isn't easy to do.... so i logged him off and everything... but he wasn't moved.... we ended up struggling a bit.... and he took a swing at me... and hit me right in the mouth... i knew he hit me really good... so i ran to the bathroom... took a quick look in the mirror.... my lip was just a little red.... so i spit in the sink.... all that came out was blood.... the skin on the inside of my lip was shredded... i had to smile while looking in the mirror, cuz i thought he might have knocked out some teeth... luckily, he didn't cause any more damage than that.... anyways... i eventually got to clean the computer room.... and my god.... smoking makes everything disgusting... one of the monitors in front of me was a light orangish-yellow..... now it's white.... my parents weren't supposed to smoke inside the house.... oh well
my father's friend james was coming over for dinner.... he's a nice guy... but he gave me a really good idea for a job.... he was telling me about it... and reminded me that i'm in nashville... and music row isn't too far away (music row is one street that has recording studios from almost every single major label, and lots of smaller labels on it.... it's hard to find anything that isn't a recording studio on that street)... he also told me that these recording studios need things to be sent somewhere close by.... too close for a courier.... so they just wait till someone happens to be going right by there... or they give it to one of the secretaries, who hate it because it isn't their job..... so he suggested i do a bike messenger service of sorts... he even said he'd help me out with connections (his friend is the executive assistant to the president at sony)... so i'm thinking this would be good... if i hook up with 3 or 4 studios... and charge like $300 a month or so... i can be ready to go to hawaii in 2 months and have a bunch of extra cash... and if i wait an extra month or 2... i can possibly build myself a pretty nice computer and still have quite a bit left over (which would be for shipping stuff to hawaii and holding me over until i get a job there and get paid)... so i think i may do this... after all... i've been running low on luck with finding jobs... and james said he'd even help me out with figuring out a pricing plan and how to present it to possible customers.... so this may happen.... but i have to fix one of our bikes.... find a good bike lock that i can put on and remove quickly, but still keeps people from stealing my bike.... and a cell phone with unlimited incoming and outgoing local calls.... so it'll be difficult to start... but will work out in the longrun