another weekend pissed away
im thinking i am just going to update every monday, since that is the end of my weekend, so as to just completely overview my entire week in one shot. so here it goes:
work was pretty cool this week, got to do some awesome hair. thats the reason i became a hairstylist was to be able to have artistic freedom on someones hair. i hate doing all that jennifer aniston, blonde highlight shit, but it pays the bills. the real happiness is is the artistic stuff. i did my drummer ryans' sister's hair. it was fucking awesome. i did the base color a chocolate brown (which is my own formulation, even though redken is now coming out with a line of chocolates, i think mine is still better), and then did one small copper highlight across the top. at the end of both sides of the highlight, i put a triangle of copper. so basically, when her hair is straight down, it just looks like one single strand of copper, but then when you throw the hair forward, its an explosion of copper underneath.
on friday i did this strippers hair. i parted out a u shaped section underneath the crown, and did stripes of blood red and gold. then, i put dark brown on the top, and underneath the stripes including the bangs. so you only see the stripes at the bottom when her hair is parted down the center, but when she dancing and stuff, throwing her hair around, all this color will show. its fucking sick as hell and i wish i could explain it better that would make it sound as cool as it looks. other than that, work was boring. i still fucking hate working with a couple. i wish my boss and our stupid, bratty, spoiled, ego-centric receptionist would just fucking break up. she is no fucking good for him. one weeks shes saying that she wishes she never would have started dating him, then the next week, after he does something nice for her, (or spends money on her), shes in love again. its fucking ridiculous. shes so fucking shallow she should have a no diving sign on her fucking forehead next to the one that says "gold digger". to give you an example-- her father allowed her to move in to his house when he moved because she begged him not to sell it. so she broke her lease on her apt, which he was paying over 1000$ a month for (and he had to pay the penalties for breaking the lease early). and this is a big, nice fucking house in westchase. (if you're from tampa you will understand). now, because her friend has one, she wants her dad to buy her a 400,000$ dollar condominium on clearwater beach. what the fuck?! she owns a house now, done and paid for, and she wants her dad to buy her this condo because someone else got one and shes jealous. she cant stand not being envied. i blame all this shit on sex and the city. all these fucking girls watch that show and believe that thats how things are supposed to be. so they go out and buy 500$ dollar shoes, even though they are pointless, just as long as someone else is paying for them. i swear to god, i wish they would all just fucking die. hell, i would volunteer to snap at least her neck, if not a few dozen more. i better change the subject, im starting to get heated, and it is too late to be getting worked up.
we played at Transistions Art Gallery at the SkatePark of Tampa on friday. it was alright, nothing too special. this christian band played first, they were horrid. they started preaching, i walked outside. then, before the next band could play, they packed up and fucking left. so while we were playing i thanked all the bands, except for them. i told everyone they left, and someone yelled out "god told them to!" you had to be there, it was funny. i guess they knew the sin was coming or something. they actually spray painted their amp grates silver with red flames, and hXc. it was fucking rediculous as balki would say.
watched the bucs game on sunday....they lost. dont want to talk about that anymore.
had practice sunday night, still trying to teach our new/fill in guitar player all the stuff. again, matt brought his fucking girlfriend. so he was fucking useless that night. he had to leave and cut practice short, even though we have a tour coming up, because she didnt want to be there. he even said "sorry it took so long" when they were leaving. what a fucking pussy. hint hint matt: if she doesnt want to be there, DONT FUCKING BRING HER! shes is not important when we are in that fucking studio, and she sure as hell isnt important to any of the rest of us. hell, we are all always saying how we wish they would break up so he would snap out of this mind control this bitch has over his naive ass. even his brother feels the same way. actually, his brother already predicted that he and matt would be the first onhes to fight on tour. i say it will be me and matt, but either way matt will get fucked up. im just going to try to keep my head in a book while we are out there.
jayme's birthday is thursday, but i went ahead and gave her her present today since we both had the day off. i got her a 2gb ipod nano. its so fucking tiny. it was a little pricey for me, but it was worth it to see the look on her face. (i gave her an alarm clock first as a gag gift) she really loves the ipod though, and that makes me happy. she played with it the rest of the day.
anyways, i need to get to fucking bed. i have to go back to work tomorrow and be around that fucking farce of a relationship they think they have. blah.
later.love.
jeremy
p.s.
go to filecabi.net, then click on video archives at the bottom, and look for how to be emo, and ufc leg snap!, they are both fucking awesome. you should really look through everything, its all really good. but im just posting those for now. later kids.
work was pretty cool this week, got to do some awesome hair. thats the reason i became a hairstylist was to be able to have artistic freedom on someones hair. i hate doing all that jennifer aniston, blonde highlight shit, but it pays the bills. the real happiness is is the artistic stuff. i did my drummer ryans' sister's hair. it was fucking awesome. i did the base color a chocolate brown (which is my own formulation, even though redken is now coming out with a line of chocolates, i think mine is still better), and then did one small copper highlight across the top. at the end of both sides of the highlight, i put a triangle of copper. so basically, when her hair is straight down, it just looks like one single strand of copper, but then when you throw the hair forward, its an explosion of copper underneath.
on friday i did this strippers hair. i parted out a u shaped section underneath the crown, and did stripes of blood red and gold. then, i put dark brown on the top, and underneath the stripes including the bangs. so you only see the stripes at the bottom when her hair is parted down the center, but when she dancing and stuff, throwing her hair around, all this color will show. its fucking sick as hell and i wish i could explain it better that would make it sound as cool as it looks. other than that, work was boring. i still fucking hate working with a couple. i wish my boss and our stupid, bratty, spoiled, ego-centric receptionist would just fucking break up. she is no fucking good for him. one weeks shes saying that she wishes she never would have started dating him, then the next week, after he does something nice for her, (or spends money on her), shes in love again. its fucking ridiculous. shes so fucking shallow she should have a no diving sign on her fucking forehead next to the one that says "gold digger". to give you an example-- her father allowed her to move in to his house when he moved because she begged him not to sell it. so she broke her lease on her apt, which he was paying over 1000$ a month for (and he had to pay the penalties for breaking the lease early). and this is a big, nice fucking house in westchase. (if you're from tampa you will understand). now, because her friend has one, she wants her dad to buy her a 400,000$ dollar condominium on clearwater beach. what the fuck?! she owns a house now, done and paid for, and she wants her dad to buy her this condo because someone else got one and shes jealous. she cant stand not being envied. i blame all this shit on sex and the city. all these fucking girls watch that show and believe that thats how things are supposed to be. so they go out and buy 500$ dollar shoes, even though they are pointless, just as long as someone else is paying for them. i swear to god, i wish they would all just fucking die. hell, i would volunteer to snap at least her neck, if not a few dozen more. i better change the subject, im starting to get heated, and it is too late to be getting worked up.
we played at Transistions Art Gallery at the SkatePark of Tampa on friday. it was alright, nothing too special. this christian band played first, they were horrid. they started preaching, i walked outside. then, before the next band could play, they packed up and fucking left. so while we were playing i thanked all the bands, except for them. i told everyone they left, and someone yelled out "god told them to!" you had to be there, it was funny. i guess they knew the sin was coming or something. they actually spray painted their amp grates silver with red flames, and hXc. it was fucking rediculous as balki would say.
watched the bucs game on sunday....they lost. dont want to talk about that anymore.
had practice sunday night, still trying to teach our new/fill in guitar player all the stuff. again, matt brought his fucking girlfriend. so he was fucking useless that night. he had to leave and cut practice short, even though we have a tour coming up, because she didnt want to be there. he even said "sorry it took so long" when they were leaving. what a fucking pussy. hint hint matt: if she doesnt want to be there, DONT FUCKING BRING HER! shes is not important when we are in that fucking studio, and she sure as hell isnt important to any of the rest of us. hell, we are all always saying how we wish they would break up so he would snap out of this mind control this bitch has over his naive ass. even his brother feels the same way. actually, his brother already predicted that he and matt would be the first onhes to fight on tour. i say it will be me and matt, but either way matt will get fucked up. im just going to try to keep my head in a book while we are out there.
jayme's birthday is thursday, but i went ahead and gave her her present today since we both had the day off. i got her a 2gb ipod nano. its so fucking tiny. it was a little pricey for me, but it was worth it to see the look on her face. (i gave her an alarm clock first as a gag gift) she really loves the ipod though, and that makes me happy. she played with it the rest of the day.
anyways, i need to get to fucking bed. i have to go back to work tomorrow and be around that fucking farce of a relationship they think they have. blah.
later.love.
jeremy
p.s.
go to filecabi.net, then click on video archives at the bottom, and look for how to be emo, and ufc leg snap!, they are both fucking awesome. you should really look through everything, its all really good. but im just posting those for now. later kids.