Preparing for another let down of a year.

Jan 03, 2006 10:06


So it is now Tuesday the 3rd of January, 10:07AM...  I am once again at the office, getting paid to sit here and attempt to look almost busy...  I've already finish my 24 ounces of The Great One!tm, as I am not allowed to consume any food or drinks after 10am today because I have to have a catscan done at 2pm... and not having my The Great One!tm just wasn't an option for me today...  Hopefully, they'll find this fucking hyperparathyroidism thing with this scan, cus I swear this is the last fuckin scan or test I am gonna do for this shit.

In other news, we've officially made it through another year.  2005 was quite uneventful in my world, and I'm not expecting much from 2006.  It seems like the older I get:
  • the less interesting my life becomes
  • the more uncertain and insecure I become
  • the further I get from "growing up"
  • the dumber I become
  • the more apathetic I become
  • the more self-destructive I become
  • the more a lose faith in my fellow human beings
  • the more detached and disconnected I feel from the rest of the world

That list could go on and on, but for the sake of time, i'll just leave it at that.  Seeing as to how this is my first update of 2006, let me rewind a bit and take a glance back at the first updates of other years since I've began using LJ to talk to myself.

January 2, 2002

Ok, so I remember that shit...  Seems like I had a lot more fun back then...  I had people to hang out with and shit to look forward to...

January 3, 2003

Wow, I remember when I used to look forward to playing shows...  I totally miss that.

January 5, 2004

It did seem like things weren't look so bright then, but i'd give all $3 in my bank account to be there instead of here.  At least I had someone in my life to kill time with, right?

January 5, 2005

Ok, I just might be in a better spot now than I was then...  For one, at least classes don't start back up so early this year...  Two, I'm not going to allow myself to have such a stressful schedule as I did last year...  Three, despite the fact that I am in some serious debt and have once again run outta money (after spending over $21,000 in about 4 months), I did not resort to asking my folks to borrow money this time as I did last year...  I guess owing credit card companies and paying a shitload of late fees (and possibly facing eviction), is better than the emotional debt of being 25 (and the son of my parents) and asking my folks to borrow money.  So maybe I do learn some lessons over the years, just way fewer than I should.

January 9, 2005 from my ‘secret LJ’

This was from my "secret" live journal...  Reading this definately reminds me that things have definately been worse.  I suppose I have changed a little bit over the years.  The crisis leading up to the creation of this "secret" journal was a hell I once thought i'd never escape.  And surely, I have have problems today... but nothing as bad as that situation.

On a lighter note, let me tell you about my weekend.  Me, Lil Tony and Diana, did end up going to Miami on Friday night.  We had dinner with my brother and his girlfriend at the Latin Cafe, which I must say, has some amazing Cuban food.  Then, we met up with Alanna and her friend at The Pawn Shop...  An ol' friend from military school said he'd meet up with me, and kinda did...  He waited outside the club, said hello when I got there, and then left... Oh well.  We didn't stick around the Pawn Shop because that place is seriously worse than a concentration camp.  After a mere 15 minutes, I had already spent over $40 dollars...  They charge $15 admission to hang out with a bunch of superficial assholes in silly costumes and drink $10 drinks that are no bigger than a single shot and listen to excessively loud music so that you could not hold a conversation with a superficial asshole even if you wanted to.  It didn't take me long to figure out the math: me making $10 an hour here, and spending $40 every 15 minutes there.  To spare you from anymore griping about the Pawn Shop, let me just say that I always feel cheated walking out of a pawn shop, but this one definately takes the cake.

So, after about 30 minutes at the Pawn Shop, we left...  We called my brother and asked if he knew of any cheap places to drink around the area... Being that he has been in AA since he moved to Miami, he couldn't help us... so he asked his gf, who is also in AA.  She referred us to a place called "Mikes."  After getting lost driving, and in the Radisson hotel (which does not contain any such bar), we eventually got some help from a friendly valet guy.  Apparently, we were searching the wrong building.  The friendly parking assistant basically walked us all the way to Mikes...

Now let me tell you... You really have to be an alcoholic to know about Mikes...  We were among like 7 people at the bar that night... but we had fun, nonetheless...  The crazy drunken bartender was more than welcoming to us newcomers...  He gave us shots, charged us for way fewer drinks than we had drank, and made me "special" Long Island with 151 (which was a bit disastrous).  We all played the outta-tune piano... I got fuckin-A wasted.  So in my opinion, Mike's was an ok spot and i'd go back.  After leaving Mikes, we all went back to my brother's apartment and crashed.

Saturday, we woke up and almost immediately went to a Chinese buffet, which may not have been the best of ideas considering that I was still drunk when I woke up...  After nearly making myself ill off Chinese food, we headed home.  When I got home, I basically went right to bed and slept until like 9pm.  I really didn't wanna go anywhere, but since it was New Years Eve, I let Matt talk me into going over to Dan's...

All I can say about Dan's is that I ended up going through my entire bottle of cheap scotch and was pretty fuckin hammered.  Matt and I ended up at my house grilling filet mignons at 8:30am and drunk dialing just about everyone we knew.  Fun fun, I tell ya.

Wow, i've just manage to kill over an hour on this update.  I should probably wrap it up soon...  I guess there's not much else to report as far as the weekend is concerned.  It's over now, and i'm back here in the office...

I'm still not sure how/when I plan to return to Tallahassee...  I really have to get to Gainesville, where I left my van (which i'm almost positive won't work anymore).  If you, or anyone you know, is planning on going to Gainesville before Sunday, please let me know.  I still haven't registered for classes, and I really don't wanna take classes, but I guess that is the only way for me to collect my loan dispursement, which I really fuckin need.  If I do not have a Master's degree by the end of the summer, then i'm am just going to walk away from grad school, cus I can't take much more of the bullshit.

It is now 11:20am, and I should do some work...  Since I know how much you all love pictures, i'll leave you with some pics from 2005, that I have not already posted on here...  Happy fuckin New Year!

The great cupcake war of '05...



Bathtime with Eric Stank....



Pink haired Summer of '05...





Wartime Eric Stank, equipped with Uzi...



The Come Ons Reunion 2005... Once again destroying a Ramones song with the help of Ray...



The man I bought the van from....



JC Crew reppin' the hard streets of Gaineville... Jesus is Gangsta!



Terrorist doctor...



The great van purchase of 2005....







W/Kang hood ornament (before some asshole stole it)...



Stank goes to Broadways...





Kristen and John visit Tallahassee.



Some old pics I found...

The early days of The Come Ons...





1996 when Operation Ivy and plaid pants were a threat...



My only friends in Tally....



More me...







Ok, enough time wasted... fuck.

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