I'm Back!
Well I'm connected again. No more days of dancing around my house, singing and smoking, then falling asleep to a movie that I've seen hundreds of times to keep me preoccupied while I was home alone.
This Friday, Jesse and me did something neat...Tony, Jesse's boss, had been owing Jesse money for like two weeks of work and it was totaling out at $1,530 by this Thursday. Friday was due and we told Tony that and he told us Thursday afternoon that he was gonna set it up to where he was going to put the $400 for rent on his credit card and he was gonna give us a call back when he did. Well...we waited for two or so hours before Jesse drove by his house. He wasn't there and his roommate said that he didn't know where he went. When Jesse finally got a hold of him on the phone, he was in fucking Tuscolusa, MS on his way to some Jerry Garcia hippie concert out in the middle of West Fucking Virginia! My initial reaction was to call him up and cuss him out then Jesse pointed out the fact that it wasn't going to get the rent paid. Instead Jesse calmly dialed Tony's number and informed him that "when [he] came home to find several tools missing, just know that the pawnshop receipts will be under [his] pillow."
On Friday, when Jesse and me woke up we went straight to Tony's to gather up the loot. We took nail guns and sanders, drills and torches, generator, any expensive equipment you can find at a contractors house and hit up three or four pawnshops around Hattiesburg and came out with $405. So rent was paid and justice was served. Craziness. Jesse's mom said it sounded like something you'd here on Judge Judy or something.
Saturday we had a little get together or the rolling variety. It was Jesse, Catherine, her friend Meghan, Mitchell, Ryan, Poopy (yes, that's "Poopy"), Jesus, Jeremy, Garrick and TK (for a little bit), and me. We were all fucking GONE! I've never seen these people that fucked up! It was a lotta fun to see that many people out of there skulls like that. Fun.
Well I gotta get up at 8am to open that shithole of a cafe. Guess you here from me later, kids.
This Friday, Jesse and me did something neat...Tony, Jesse's boss, had been owing Jesse money for like two weeks of work and it was totaling out at $1,530 by this Thursday. Friday was due and we told Tony that and he told us Thursday afternoon that he was gonna set it up to where he was going to put the $400 for rent on his credit card and he was gonna give us a call back when he did. Well...we waited for two or so hours before Jesse drove by his house. He wasn't there and his roommate said that he didn't know where he went. When Jesse finally got a hold of him on the phone, he was in fucking Tuscolusa, MS on his way to some Jerry Garcia hippie concert out in the middle of West Fucking Virginia! My initial reaction was to call him up and cuss him out then Jesse pointed out the fact that it wasn't going to get the rent paid. Instead Jesse calmly dialed Tony's number and informed him that "when [he] came home to find several tools missing, just know that the pawnshop receipts will be under [his] pillow."
On Friday, when Jesse and me woke up we went straight to Tony's to gather up the loot. We took nail guns and sanders, drills and torches, generator, any expensive equipment you can find at a contractors house and hit up three or four pawnshops around Hattiesburg and came out with $405. So rent was paid and justice was served. Craziness. Jesse's mom said it sounded like something you'd here on Judge Judy or something.
Saturday we had a little get together or the rolling variety. It was Jesse, Catherine, her friend Meghan, Mitchell, Ryan, Poopy (yes, that's "Poopy"), Jesus, Jeremy, Garrick and TK (for a little bit), and me. We were all fucking GONE! I've never seen these people that fucked up! It was a lotta fun to see that many people out of there skulls like that. Fun.
Well I gotta get up at 8am to open that shithole of a cafe. Guess you here from me later, kids.