You`ve got me, all over, up and down like a loco motor
Ok last time I wrote an actual entry telling what I was up to was pre christmas. So here`s the updates, there`s quite a bit:
Christmas week at work was a headache and a half imagine runing around all day constantly cleaning while ticked off at the christmas music you`ve heard since after Thanksgiving and hearing nothing but this: WAAAAHHHH WAAAAHHHHHH (various other peircing child screams), Josh this is out and this needs cleaned. That more or less summed my whole week up.
Christmas was very good i was surprised how happy i was with the way everything turned out. I`ll be honest i haven`t really had good x-mas`s since i was little cause there always seemed to be some little bullshit or drama happening at the time with family. Ended up with so many goodies that even now i`m still being occupied with or spending gift cards from then.
Sometime after christmas after my grandpa had been Hospital for a number of days I hear he only has 3 months to live.
About two days later (the night of the 28th) I hear that has been reduced to two weeks.
So the 29th was my birthday and man it sucked up until the very end. I basically woke up and stressed out about my grandpa`s iminent demise, cleaned a little at home, then went to visit himfor the first time i`d even been able to with work and how tired i`d been at the end of everyday. So when i go in of course on my first day seeing him he happens to be all on meds and pumped full of liquids and really bloated looking and i get to the point where i can`t even look at him without more or less freaking out and have to leave his room right as i enter. I can be a really sensitive guy when it comes to things like this. I have to basically wonder the hallways trying to collect myself (especially after all the sudden stuff Dad went through in a hospital just a couple months earlier, not to fond of hospitals anymore) and end up leaving with the rest of the family a little later to grab a bite to eat because i can`t even walk in to say hi. After grabbing a meal and basically talking with everyone to calm my nerves down i return and actualy gather it in me to talk with him for about 5 mins or so and he talks more or less akin to how Larry Flynt does really muffled-like which is deffinently not normal for him. I return home majorly bummed and having an all around shitty birthday so i call up Eric so i can do something and get out of the house. The mall has nothing, i wonder aimlessly, then we hit record exchange where i actually find a Bauhaus DVD and Family Guy vol3 that kind of lifted my spirits a little. Then go right over to Half Price Books to browse their vinyl section and actually find a copy of George Harrison`s All Things Must Pass which i have been searching for years to find, this is one of my fave albums. So after this i`m starting to feel normal again.
Go to work next day, the 30th, and basically stressed out again over events and had a really shitty long day at work.
New Years i party at Eric`s where he throws a Josh B-Day/New Years party and i start off the party buy basically gulping down Bud Ices (which by the way taste like shit but i don`t really care after the week i`ve had i just want to get drunk) and talking with eric and myself basically because no one is showing up. Come around like 8-9 suddenly there`s like 10 people there all at once, some i didn`t even fucking know. I end up doing shots with Perk which was funny because he made one of the most digusted faces everytime he took a Jack shot, obviously not a fan. Andy gets beyond drunk and ends up using my acoustic to drunken serenade the girls in the bedroom. Chris brings over Cory, which everytime sits there like a bump on a log and like he`s better than people, all dressed in a fucking Armani shirt. Typical for him. Andy starts to complain towards the end of the night that he has to drive home and he`s still very drunk so we advise him he has to eat and drink some water... so he eats my sub then lines up 40 shot glasses filled with water and calls us in the kitchen to watch him slam down all of them one after the other. Then he complains his stomach hurts hehe. I pass out at 11:30 and don`t even make it into the new year.
NY day i basically wake up with my first headache hangover (fucking bud ice shit), then me and eric hit mall and i buy best of will ferrel vol 1 and 2 that ends up being our watching for the rest of the night.
Tuesday the 3rd i get my order in from Infinity Cat Records finally and this made me as happy as a fucking little school girl. I`m serious i got embarrasingly giddy about it all. The records rocked and who could complain with liner notes like: "Do Your homework now, write your liner notes later" - R.Ellis Orrall (our father), or "Produced by Jeff (Mr. Flenn had many production ideas, most of which were soundly rejected. At one point, Mr. Flenn had to go lay down)" ? i can also mail Jeff and if i`m nice get drawings from them heh.
Last night i hit Timbers with Perk so he could buy me drinks as a belated b-day gift. I basically drink free all night besides like one beer and ended up seeing two pairs of tits from flashing girls so a pretty good night i`d say.
Christmas week at work was a headache and a half imagine runing around all day constantly cleaning while ticked off at the christmas music you`ve heard since after Thanksgiving and hearing nothing but this: WAAAAHHHH WAAAAHHHHHH (various other peircing child screams), Josh this is out and this needs cleaned. That more or less summed my whole week up.
Christmas was very good i was surprised how happy i was with the way everything turned out. I`ll be honest i haven`t really had good x-mas`s since i was little cause there always seemed to be some little bullshit or drama happening at the time with family. Ended up with so many goodies that even now i`m still being occupied with or spending gift cards from then.
Sometime after christmas after my grandpa had been Hospital for a number of days I hear he only has 3 months to live.
About two days later (the night of the 28th) I hear that has been reduced to two weeks.
So the 29th was my birthday and man it sucked up until the very end. I basically woke up and stressed out about my grandpa`s iminent demise, cleaned a little at home, then went to visit himfor the first time i`d even been able to with work and how tired i`d been at the end of everyday. So when i go in of course on my first day seeing him he happens to be all on meds and pumped full of liquids and really bloated looking and i get to the point where i can`t even look at him without more or less freaking out and have to leave his room right as i enter. I can be a really sensitive guy when it comes to things like this. I have to basically wonder the hallways trying to collect myself (especially after all the sudden stuff Dad went through in a hospital just a couple months earlier, not to fond of hospitals anymore) and end up leaving with the rest of the family a little later to grab a bite to eat because i can`t even walk in to say hi. After grabbing a meal and basically talking with everyone to calm my nerves down i return and actualy gather it in me to talk with him for about 5 mins or so and he talks more or less akin to how Larry Flynt does really muffled-like which is deffinently not normal for him. I return home majorly bummed and having an all around shitty birthday so i call up Eric so i can do something and get out of the house. The mall has nothing, i wonder aimlessly, then we hit record exchange where i actually find a Bauhaus DVD and Family Guy vol3 that kind of lifted my spirits a little. Then go right over to Half Price Books to browse their vinyl section and actually find a copy of George Harrison`s All Things Must Pass which i have been searching for years to find, this is one of my fave albums. So after this i`m starting to feel normal again.
Go to work next day, the 30th, and basically stressed out again over events and had a really shitty long day at work.
New Years i party at Eric`s where he throws a Josh B-Day/New Years party and i start off the party buy basically gulping down Bud Ices (which by the way taste like shit but i don`t really care after the week i`ve had i just want to get drunk) and talking with eric and myself basically because no one is showing up. Come around like 8-9 suddenly there`s like 10 people there all at once, some i didn`t even fucking know. I end up doing shots with Perk which was funny because he made one of the most digusted faces everytime he took a Jack shot, obviously not a fan. Andy gets beyond drunk and ends up using my acoustic to drunken serenade the girls in the bedroom. Chris brings over Cory, which everytime sits there like a bump on a log and like he`s better than people, all dressed in a fucking Armani shirt. Typical for him. Andy starts to complain towards the end of the night that he has to drive home and he`s still very drunk so we advise him he has to eat and drink some water... so he eats my sub then lines up 40 shot glasses filled with water and calls us in the kitchen to watch him slam down all of them one after the other. Then he complains his stomach hurts hehe. I pass out at 11:30 and don`t even make it into the new year.
NY day i basically wake up with my first headache hangover (fucking bud ice shit), then me and eric hit mall and i buy best of will ferrel vol 1 and 2 that ends up being our watching for the rest of the night.
Tuesday the 3rd i get my order in from Infinity Cat Records finally and this made me as happy as a fucking little school girl. I`m serious i got embarrasingly giddy about it all. The records rocked and who could complain with liner notes like: "Do Your homework now, write your liner notes later" - R.Ellis Orrall (our father), or "Produced by Jeff (Mr. Flenn had many production ideas, most of which were soundly rejected. At one point, Mr. Flenn had to go lay down)" ? i can also mail Jeff and if i`m nice get drawings from them heh.
Last night i hit Timbers with Perk so he could buy me drinks as a belated b-day gift. I basically drink free all night besides like one beer and ended up seeing two pairs of tits from flashing girls so a pretty good night i`d say.