Who's that staring at me through the window? Stalkers! AAAHHH!

[jayder]

Actually its just my reflection in the glass door, and I'm so damn tired from working ALL DAY (I.E. two jobs) that I thought it was someone else and was kind of scared for a moment. I got REM tickets, Section 310, Row N, seat 10. close as I could get. I'm going to guitar center tomorrow to buy more stuff, I think, or maybe not. I kind of want an FX pedal, because they're on sale, and they're cool, but in actuality, I really don't need one. When I'm good enough to play the songs regularly I'll worry about FX. I do want a keyboard, because It will take my parents an eternity to have the piano fixed. We'll just have to see. I don't actually have any money, except for my ski trip savings, which is up to about $100 since I started 3 weeks ago. Almost got enough for that new snowboard. If I want to afford my musical endeavors and my ski trip(s) (ski trip * 3), I can always just pick up work some more. It's not really wearing me down like it was a few weeks ago.

Randall from Clerks knew what he was talking about when he said that the job would awesome if it weren't for the fucking customers.

-Jayder

P.S. Of course, because I get off work at 11:30, and rode my bike home, this situation ensues:

M=me
B=billy fucking stupid asshole brother

M: So is there anything to eat?
B: yeah we had chinese.
M: .....so did you save me any?
B: .....no.
M: Why not?!
B: how long do you expect us to save food for you?!
M: Until I get off work and get home asshole!
B: If you're hungry shut up and buy your own food!
M: *vision goes red, stalks off looking for something to break*