You fall away from your past, but it's following you.
As we all know, I'm bound to do something really effing stupid. Sunday, I locked my keys in the car, while it was running. I'm a genius, I know.
I picked up a 2nd job, part time. It's going alright so far, but I'm not really learning much. I pick up bits and pieces, here and there, stuff that I remember from before. But otherwise, it's like I'm getting paid to sit around all day. Don't get me wrong, I'm a fan of that, but eventually I'll be on my own and need to know how to do this stuff.
I'm sick, again, from lack of sleep and being just really tired. Not a good start to the whole two-job thing. I was finally able to catch up on some sleep this morning, since I didn't have to work until 5. Tomorrow I start at noon. Saturday I'm going to die, I work 8-4 and then 6-1. Spectacular. My next day off from both jobs is Monday and you can bet your ass I'm staying in bed all day watching TV.
Last Friday night was American Loverboys at Maple. Kick ass. We weren't going to stay, but we had to if we wanted to get our t-shirts signed and get a picture with them. A picture no one will ever see, that is. Safely tucked away.
Tuesday night was Jamie's birthday, she brought her mom and sister and aunt (i think) to Maple and sang for karaoke. It was the most fun we'd had at Maple in a really long time. Until Jamie started to feel sick and tossed her cookies all over the bathroom floor.
I swear I had more things to write about. I picked up Walk the Line and Grey's Anatomy season 1. Fabulous.
Today is Mike's birthday. I just tried calling him, but he didn't answer, probably because he didn't recognize the number. My cell got turned off (again) so that sucks.
Gotta go move some stuff around. And try not to fall up the stairs.
I picked up a 2nd job, part time. It's going alright so far, but I'm not really learning much. I pick up bits and pieces, here and there, stuff that I remember from before. But otherwise, it's like I'm getting paid to sit around all day. Don't get me wrong, I'm a fan of that, but eventually I'll be on my own and need to know how to do this stuff.
I'm sick, again, from lack of sleep and being just really tired. Not a good start to the whole two-job thing. I was finally able to catch up on some sleep this morning, since I didn't have to work until 5. Tomorrow I start at noon. Saturday I'm going to die, I work 8-4 and then 6-1. Spectacular. My next day off from both jobs is Monday and you can bet your ass I'm staying in bed all day watching TV.
Last Friday night was American Loverboys at Maple. Kick ass. We weren't going to stay, but we had to if we wanted to get our t-shirts signed and get a picture with them. A picture no one will ever see, that is. Safely tucked away.
Tuesday night was Jamie's birthday, she brought her mom and sister and aunt (i think) to Maple and sang for karaoke. It was the most fun we'd had at Maple in a really long time. Until Jamie started to feel sick and tossed her cookies all over the bathroom floor.
I swear I had more things to write about. I picked up Walk the Line and Grey's Anatomy season 1. Fabulous.
Today is Mike's birthday. I just tried calling him, but he didn't answer, probably because he didn't recognize the number. My cell got turned off (again) so that sucks.
Gotta go move some stuff around. And try not to fall up the stairs.