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hello hello--
so i'm on this thing called myspace now, so i'll leave the address (but only people with myspace can read it) its kinda fun, so sign up!
since theres a little journal section thingy on that too im just gonna copy and paste what i wrote in there and put it in here cuz i dont feel like typing it all again, k!
http://profiles.myspace.com/users/22657797
Saturday, March 19, 2005
home sweet home
Current mood: exhausted
oi, been up n traveling since 4:30 this morning.
boston was fun, but a little disappointing. i was expecting it to be a little bit more crazier. i mean, come on, st paddys + boston u would think would = crazy shit, but it was pretty normal. so skippy and i tried to be as loud and drunk as possible to make up for what others were lacking.
his auntie helen totally reminded me of edith bunker. we got off the bus (after two subway rides and a plane ride) and were looking at the houses trying to figure out which one was hers and suddenly this old woman comes out with her hands in the air - "DAVID RITHERFURD IS THAT YOU, GET OVA HE-YA AND GIV YOR AWNTEE HELEN A KISS". boston accents truly are funny. she said "you's kids" a lot. that was fun.
i warned her that i was doing my hair for the concert so i wouldnt be scaring her when it came time for us to head out. i wasnt sure what she'd think, she is 78 for christs sake. if his gramma saw me with liberty spikes i woulda been kicked out of the house (seriously) so i didnt know what to expect. i went downstairs and she called me "just absolutely adorable" and made me turn around so she could see it all. too many people call the spikes "adorable" and not "bad ass" lol (right, as if i could ever be bad ass.)
we drank a lot of rum and whisky before the show and when we got in there i stole some vodka/cranberry juice drinks from some drunken idiot . then i did some mildly-dirty things for some free guiness. i guess next time i should say "how much MONEY do u want to buy me a beer" rather than "what will it take for me to get a beer". oh well . and mama said not to talk to strangers... =D
so the show was awesome and they were letting people on stage and i hopped up there and a big black bouncer literally picked me up and put me right back into the front row. BASTARD!
WELL, im tired as fuck , you'll get the rest of the adventure later
Sunday, March 20, 2005
work work work
Current mood: contemplative
me and mama were just looking in the classifieds. she wants us to quit our waitressing jobs at bob evans (yes, i work with my mama, and i love it, cuz she's crazy) and work at pioneer waterland. (?). they are hiring for every position ever created. that would be kind of funny if we did. the only thing i'd wanna be i guess is a lifeguard. as long as i really didnt have to save any lives. i dont really feel like doing that. but sitting in a really high chair all day, i think im qualified for that.
i kinda wanna learn how to weld. those guys make mad money. i could weld with nick.
my dad wants me to learn how to paint cars and get a job doing that. that would be kind of cool. i'd feel really bad if i fucked up on someones car tho. my dad is building a couple cars and has one of those airbrushy-thingies so maybe i'll convince him to teach me.
either way, i need a new job, one that doesnt mind piercings, crazy hair, and tatoos. i'm still working at farmpark (going on 8 goddamn years this year) and they dont give a fuck what i look like (although this year for the first time ever we sort of have a dress code-- basically no tank tops and flip flops for me, bitches! now i'll have a goddamn farmers tan). but i need more money than farmpark has to offer me. although i did just get a raise. but i switched my summer schedule from working every sat + sun 11-4 to working M-T-W 11-3. i like that, and it'l be an extra $78 a week.
i make good money waitressing tho, and i have fun with my mama.
this place called danny's organic marketplace is hiring . ive been there before, and i like it, but the place is always dead....so im confused as to why they wanna pay someone to work there (the owners just work there). and plus i know nothing about organic shit, and they cant be paying that well-- but i'm sure they'd let me have the purple and green hair ive been fiending for. i guess if they are willing to teach me all their is to know about organic shit then im willing to work there . i think my only qualifications for this job is that i like chai tea and subscribe to Organic Living.
so i'm on this thing called myspace now, so i'll leave the address (but only people with myspace can read it) its kinda fun, so sign up!
since theres a little journal section thingy on that too im just gonna copy and paste what i wrote in there and put it in here cuz i dont feel like typing it all again, k!
http://profiles.myspace.com/users/22657797
Saturday, March 19, 2005
home sweet home
Current mood: exhausted
oi, been up n traveling since 4:30 this morning.
boston was fun, but a little disappointing. i was expecting it to be a little bit more crazier. i mean, come on, st paddys + boston u would think would = crazy shit, but it was pretty normal. so skippy and i tried to be as loud and drunk as possible to make up for what others were lacking.
his auntie helen totally reminded me of edith bunker. we got off the bus (after two subway rides and a plane ride) and were looking at the houses trying to figure out which one was hers and suddenly this old woman comes out with her hands in the air - "DAVID RITHERFURD IS THAT YOU, GET OVA HE-YA AND GIV YOR AWNTEE HELEN A KISS". boston accents truly are funny. she said "you's kids" a lot. that was fun.
i warned her that i was doing my hair for the concert so i wouldnt be scaring her when it came time for us to head out. i wasnt sure what she'd think, she is 78 for christs sake. if his gramma saw me with liberty spikes i woulda been kicked out of the house (seriously) so i didnt know what to expect. i went downstairs and she called me "just absolutely adorable" and made me turn around so she could see it all. too many people call the spikes "adorable" and not "bad ass" lol (right, as if i could ever be bad ass.)
we drank a lot of rum and whisky before the show and when we got in there i stole some vodka/cranberry juice drinks from some drunken idiot . then i did some mildly-dirty things for some free guiness. i guess next time i should say "how much MONEY do u want to buy me a beer" rather than "what will it take for me to get a beer". oh well . and mama said not to talk to strangers... =D
so the show was awesome and they were letting people on stage and i hopped up there and a big black bouncer literally picked me up and put me right back into the front row. BASTARD!
WELL, im tired as fuck , you'll get the rest of the adventure later
Sunday, March 20, 2005
work work work
Current mood: contemplative
me and mama were just looking in the classifieds. she wants us to quit our waitressing jobs at bob evans (yes, i work with my mama, and i love it, cuz she's crazy) and work at pioneer waterland. (?). they are hiring for every position ever created. that would be kind of funny if we did. the only thing i'd wanna be i guess is a lifeguard. as long as i really didnt have to save any lives. i dont really feel like doing that. but sitting in a really high chair all day, i think im qualified for that.
i kinda wanna learn how to weld. those guys make mad money. i could weld with nick.
my dad wants me to learn how to paint cars and get a job doing that. that would be kind of cool. i'd feel really bad if i fucked up on someones car tho. my dad is building a couple cars and has one of those airbrushy-thingies so maybe i'll convince him to teach me.
either way, i need a new job, one that doesnt mind piercings, crazy hair, and tatoos. i'm still working at farmpark (going on 8 goddamn years this year) and they dont give a fuck what i look like (although this year for the first time ever we sort of have a dress code-- basically no tank tops and flip flops for me, bitches! now i'll have a goddamn farmers tan). but i need more money than farmpark has to offer me. although i did just get a raise. but i switched my summer schedule from working every sat + sun 11-4 to working M-T-W 11-3. i like that, and it'l be an extra $78 a week.
i make good money waitressing tho, and i have fun with my mama.
this place called danny's organic marketplace is hiring . ive been there before, and i like it, but the place is always dead....so im confused as to why they wanna pay someone to work there (the owners just work there). and plus i know nothing about organic shit, and they cant be paying that well-- but i'm sure they'd let me have the purple and green hair ive been fiending for. i guess if they are willing to teach me all their is to know about organic shit then im willing to work there . i think my only qualifications for this job is that i like chai tea and subscribe to Organic Living.