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Friday night I went with Kenny and Nooch to Billy's band's show. It was somewhere deep in Phoenix. We had trouble finding it because it was in the industrial district... in some small ass warehouse. His band was awesome. Props to the Billay. He was so fucked up that night. Pulled it off like a champ. However, so was half of the band. They turned that bitch out. Some guy offered Kenny some tequila. He took a few shots. The guy then tried to sell us some acid. I would have bought some but I only had a few bucks to get into the show. He offered us some limes. Kenny took one. I did not. We stayed for to see another band play. They had props and they had this whole 80's theme going. It was all gay and cheesy. Rapid Fire, I think was the name of the band. They all looked gay with the tight leather pants and the spandex... but, those mother fuckers can play some guitar. The 80's get up was still gay though.
Work is picking up. I had to work saturday. I got to my uncle's house at 7am. I got off work around 6:30pm. We would have been fucked this next week if we didn't do it that day. I made about 205 this week. When we get into the full swing of things I'll be averaging about 200 a week. I should be getting a 50 cent raise in a month and a half. Then, I'll be making 7.50. However, when we do get into the full swing of things I won't have much time for anything else. The only time off that I'll have is Saturday evenings and Sundays. That makes me worried because I don't get to see Nikita on Sundays and that only leaves Saturday evenings. ::sigh:: Later that evening I picked her up. We were going to see The Phantom Of The Opera. I love that movie. I was an hour late picking her up. I know. I fucked up. I feel bad. I'll never do it again. I felt so bad. I'm sorry. It really got to me because I never do that. Where my mind was at... I'll never know. I'd never want to make her sad ever again. Because I fucked up, we didn't get to go see the movie. The next showing was at 10:30. She had to be home at midnight. So, we didn't get to go at all. Instead, Gabe called me up. He was finally home. We went to his house and they had a fire going. His family was there and everyone was just talking and telling stories. It felt good to see him laugh again. To see him smile. To know that he'll be fine and everything's alright. I couldn't believe that he was already home after a week. The doctors said that he'd be in ICU for one week. He was only in there for one day. They then said that he'd stay in the hospital for 2 weeks he was in there for about 5 days. We stayed there for awhile, and then Niki and I went back to my house. I was tired from work and the stress and chaos that happened at the beginning of the week. We slept in my room for a little while. With her, I could sleep forever. I'm going to marry that girl. Call me crazy, call me stupid, call me young. I don't care. She's the one.
Today, I slept until 1pm. I haven't slept over 5 hours in 3 or 4 weeks. It felt good to finally sleep more than 5 hours. I went over to Kenny's apartment. I hung out and played guitar. He showed me his plants. OH - MY - GOD. I'll post pictures later. You'll freak. Anyways, Billay came over and we went to Carl's Jr. We ate and then I went to Gabe's house. I spent the rest of the night there and we just chilled by the fire. It was like old times. We laughed and talked about things. It was good. We might have a cook out next saturday night. We'll see. I miss those times.
Now, I have to do laundry and get some sleep. Work is gonna be tough next week. We're stocking 900 sheets of 12 foot by 8 foot sheet rock house. The mother fucker's huge. And we got to finish up a house in Guadalupe and a remodel in Scottsdale. As well as some touch ups and patch work all over the valley. I'm going to have to step it up this week. It's time. It's going to be hell, and I'll love it.
Work is picking up. I had to work saturday. I got to my uncle's house at 7am. I got off work around 6:30pm. We would have been fucked this next week if we didn't do it that day. I made about 205 this week. When we get into the full swing of things I'll be averaging about 200 a week. I should be getting a 50 cent raise in a month and a half. Then, I'll be making 7.50. However, when we do get into the full swing of things I won't have much time for anything else. The only time off that I'll have is Saturday evenings and Sundays. That makes me worried because I don't get to see Nikita on Sundays and that only leaves Saturday evenings. ::sigh:: Later that evening I picked her up. We were going to see The Phantom Of The Opera. I love that movie. I was an hour late picking her up. I know. I fucked up. I feel bad. I'll never do it again. I felt so bad. I'm sorry. It really got to me because I never do that. Where my mind was at... I'll never know. I'd never want to make her sad ever again. Because I fucked up, we didn't get to go see the movie. The next showing was at 10:30. She had to be home at midnight. So, we didn't get to go at all. Instead, Gabe called me up. He was finally home. We went to his house and they had a fire going. His family was there and everyone was just talking and telling stories. It felt good to see him laugh again. To see him smile. To know that he'll be fine and everything's alright. I couldn't believe that he was already home after a week. The doctors said that he'd be in ICU for one week. He was only in there for one day. They then said that he'd stay in the hospital for 2 weeks he was in there for about 5 days. We stayed there for awhile, and then Niki and I went back to my house. I was tired from work and the stress and chaos that happened at the beginning of the week. We slept in my room for a little while. With her, I could sleep forever. I'm going to marry that girl. Call me crazy, call me stupid, call me young. I don't care. She's the one.
Today, I slept until 1pm. I haven't slept over 5 hours in 3 or 4 weeks. It felt good to finally sleep more than 5 hours. I went over to Kenny's apartment. I hung out and played guitar. He showed me his plants. OH - MY - GOD. I'll post pictures later. You'll freak. Anyways, Billay came over and we went to Carl's Jr. We ate and then I went to Gabe's house. I spent the rest of the night there and we just chilled by the fire. It was like old times. We laughed and talked about things. It was good. We might have a cook out next saturday night. We'll see. I miss those times.
Now, I have to do laundry and get some sleep. Work is gonna be tough next week. We're stocking 900 sheets of 12 foot by 8 foot sheet rock house. The mother fucker's huge. And we got to finish up a house in Guadalupe and a remodel in Scottsdale. As well as some touch ups and patch work all over the valley. I'm going to have to step it up this week. It's time. It's going to be hell, and I'll love it.