Prolly should...
Hey readers,
I'd figure I'll prolly should update. Work still sucks, it has been pissing me off to new levels latly. Durwood is back. So it makes it bearable again. Greg is still there. I don't trust that man. At first I'd figured he'll just be there for the the 2 weeks while Durwood was out and then begone like all the other guys before him. Nope still there and fucking things up as he goes. He Can't plaster worth shit. Oh well, But playing baby sitter wasn't cool either. Because the tilers screwed up and had to come back again, and seeing how we got reports of them drinking and smoking at the tenats apartment some ody had to be there to make sure they where keeping on their work. Over 5 damn hours I was sitting there bored outta my damned mind watching them. They didn't do the crap that they where accused of the first time. "But if we went to court we have to be able to say "we had somebody watching them this time." A contractor watching a contractor. Hmmm doesn't seem right to me. But none the less I had to stay in that apartment til the job was done. Couldn't leave, even if the gal's where there and if the tilers were not. Whatever. But Megan, a gal that lived there. Seemed happy that I was there, and we talked for a while. That was nice, but still not worth waiting there the entire time. And there damn fridge crapped out on them as we where leaving the office. Bout to walk out we get a call asking if we can come up and see whats going on. So I took the fridge from the shop to there apartment on 3rd floor. SUCKED SO MUCH!!! Havn't done it in awhile, forgot how much how I hate moving shit around there.
In other news, Cait is back for spring break. Seen her last night, at 11 p.m. at Denny's. It was good to see her again but I kinda wished I didn't. I wanna tell her how I feel about her but to no avail no spine, and I don't think it will do any good anyway. I'll just continue down path that I've already choosed so far. St. Patty's day was fun but abit of a bust at the same time though. I did hang out with Saeeda like I orginally planned. But no Aerosmith concert. Bloody asswholes cancelling. After work on that day though I was such a cock to my old man. I was just being such a pest. And on our way home, this guy come up to us in our car, opened the door and starting talking to me. Dad thinks he was trying to start a fight. The more I think about, the more I'm agreeing with him. Just how he talked, what he said, and how he held him self. I though my old mn was gona get pissed and start yelling. But he didn't he just sat there and kept quiet and let me handled it. I'm glad he didn't say anything just surprised that he didn't. But when I went to go pick up Saeeda, I lost all my luster to say anything. I just didn't feel like talking anymore. I'm weird when I'm around her. I'm not my normal self. I'm not making me normal cracks about whatever, not caring, just not my self. I'm not quite comfortable around her yet. I would like to hang out with her when it just isn't me and her, If i had a few of my friends around it would be much easier, or even some of hers around. But we had dinner at smokey bones, and we watched the spartians lose. I was kinda happy that they did. That means less work for me at Americana, But it did want to see them go farther, no March Madness is kinda gay. But while there we did talk alittle. I brought up the topic of boys and her. I believe what she needs outta of a guy right now other than somebody trying to be her boyfriend is just a friend. She's a great gal and could get any guy that she wants, with ease. I'm sure just needs a guy who's just a friend and thats what I'm gonna try to be. I could be way wrong. And look like an ass, but then I would be just me normal self and one of my other goals would be completed. So what's to lose? Oh and met her friend Matt whom I've been hearing about. Looked alot different and acted alot different than what I once thought. For some reason thought he had brown hair, wasn't a twig, and not a dick. Some things he said was abit humorious but over all I didn't to much care for the guy. I'm sure it's the same way for him. When he came there I was just sitting on her couch being mr. bumb-on-the-log. Prolly could of stayed there longer but I was not being very talk-a-tive, and it was pushing past 11 and stayed long past my welcome. So I dipped out. And Jill wants to go out to dinner some time this week. It struck me off guard. That should be fun though. Wow it's getting late. Well I've rambled enough for one night. Well good night readers. I should rant some more in the near future.
~andrew the fool.
P.s. KINDOM SHOULD BE SWEEEEEET!!! But balls out cold.
I'd figure I'll prolly should update. Work still sucks, it has been pissing me off to new levels latly. Durwood is back. So it makes it bearable again. Greg is still there. I don't trust that man. At first I'd figured he'll just be there for the the 2 weeks while Durwood was out and then begone like all the other guys before him. Nope still there and fucking things up as he goes. He Can't plaster worth shit. Oh well, But playing baby sitter wasn't cool either. Because the tilers screwed up and had to come back again, and seeing how we got reports of them drinking and smoking at the tenats apartment some ody had to be there to make sure they where keeping on their work. Over 5 damn hours I was sitting there bored outta my damned mind watching them. They didn't do the crap that they where accused of the first time. "But if we went to court we have to be able to say "we had somebody watching them this time." A contractor watching a contractor. Hmmm doesn't seem right to me. But none the less I had to stay in that apartment til the job was done. Couldn't leave, even if the gal's where there and if the tilers were not. Whatever. But Megan, a gal that lived there. Seemed happy that I was there, and we talked for a while. That was nice, but still not worth waiting there the entire time. And there damn fridge crapped out on them as we where leaving the office. Bout to walk out we get a call asking if we can come up and see whats going on. So I took the fridge from the shop to there apartment on 3rd floor. SUCKED SO MUCH!!! Havn't done it in awhile, forgot how much how I hate moving shit around there.
In other news, Cait is back for spring break. Seen her last night, at 11 p.m. at Denny's. It was good to see her again but I kinda wished I didn't. I wanna tell her how I feel about her but to no avail no spine, and I don't think it will do any good anyway. I'll just continue down path that I've already choosed so far. St. Patty's day was fun but abit of a bust at the same time though. I did hang out with Saeeda like I orginally planned. But no Aerosmith concert. Bloody asswholes cancelling. After work on that day though I was such a cock to my old man. I was just being such a pest. And on our way home, this guy come up to us in our car, opened the door and starting talking to me. Dad thinks he was trying to start a fight. The more I think about, the more I'm agreeing with him. Just how he talked, what he said, and how he held him self. I though my old mn was gona get pissed and start yelling. But he didn't he just sat there and kept quiet and let me handled it. I'm glad he didn't say anything just surprised that he didn't. But when I went to go pick up Saeeda, I lost all my luster to say anything. I just didn't feel like talking anymore. I'm weird when I'm around her. I'm not my normal self. I'm not making me normal cracks about whatever, not caring, just not my self. I'm not quite comfortable around her yet. I would like to hang out with her when it just isn't me and her, If i had a few of my friends around it would be much easier, or even some of hers around. But we had dinner at smokey bones, and we watched the spartians lose. I was kinda happy that they did. That means less work for me at Americana, But it did want to see them go farther, no March Madness is kinda gay. But while there we did talk alittle. I brought up the topic of boys and her. I believe what she needs outta of a guy right now other than somebody trying to be her boyfriend is just a friend. She's a great gal and could get any guy that she wants, with ease. I'm sure just needs a guy who's just a friend and thats what I'm gonna try to be. I could be way wrong. And look like an ass, but then I would be just me normal self and one of my other goals would be completed. So what's to lose? Oh and met her friend Matt whom I've been hearing about. Looked alot different and acted alot different than what I once thought. For some reason thought he had brown hair, wasn't a twig, and not a dick. Some things he said was abit humorious but over all I didn't to much care for the guy. I'm sure it's the same way for him. When he came there I was just sitting on her couch being mr. bumb-on-the-log. Prolly could of stayed there longer but I was not being very talk-a-tive, and it was pushing past 11 and stayed long past my welcome. So I dipped out. And Jill wants to go out to dinner some time this week. It struck me off guard. That should be fun though. Wow it's getting late. Well I've rambled enough for one night. Well good night readers. I should rant some more in the near future.
~andrew the fool.
P.s. KINDOM SHOULD BE SWEEEEEET!!! But balls out cold.