i need sleep...
good morning, livejournal. i am fucking bored and fucking sleepy but against all odds i am going to fulfill my three entry goal this week! fuck you, non-believers! first, i'm going to have a smoke. brb...
...that smoke, albeit good, did nothing to wake me up and/or make me feel better. it was worth a shot. i'm fighting to stay awake over here and it's virtually impossible.
anyways, chuck palahniuk is amazing...and i told him so on saturday. i'm really glad i didn't punk out and decide not to go because no one could accompany me. it was totally worth it. and he signed my book and wrote that i was his secret inspiration. ain't that something ? he seems like such a genuinely nice guy, cool and down to earth, i love it. i'm going to make a point to purchase every one of his books ever. i already have choke, diary and two copies of rant. i need to buy another copy of diary, as well as the others because i'm not touching the signed copy, i'm a teenybopper fangirl like that. i took some pictures and a video of him, although, i am having trouble posting the videos anywhere so that i can share them with my peeps. sorry, yo. hopefully, when his book comes out next year he'll have another reading/discussion/book signing event and everyone can go. i'll be there with bells on.
this friday is nick swardson. i'm excited about that. the mofo is fucking funny. he makes me want to pee my pants. everything that comes out of his mouth is hysterical. especially his stand-up. "you mean this stool, grandma?" hahhaha. i am most likely going to end up peeing my pants because there's a two-drink minimum and i po' so i'm probably going to buy two bottles of expensive ass water.
i'm fucking SLEEPY! i just had to have a tenant sign some papers. that kept me awake briefly. i know sitting around in front of a computer doing nothing all day sounds ideal to some (myself back in the day included) but this shit is so boring and useless that i really want to get out there and do something more active and more people-oriented. who would've thought i would ever want to pop back into retail so quickly ?! not i.
my fucking phone bill is due today. sucks to be me. i have 11 dollars in the bank! i wonder how much the late fee is going to be...i hope not a lot. i know most of the utility places only charge like 53 cents and shit...i hope verizon is the same. i know my credit card charged me like 30 dollars late fee once, which then caused my account to go over my spending limit, which was another fee, and i ended up owing like a hundred bucks. that sucked.
i'm glad i'm dressed comfortably today, i don't think i could stand to be wearing tight ass jeans on a) a hot ass day and b) a day when i can barely keep my eyes open. i'm wearing a really soft, pink shirt from old navy and my old starbucks work pants, which are now nice and loose on me. they look a little silly but they are comfy as a motherfucker and that's all i care about. also, my feet are dirty and gross (already!) and they are exposed entirely in my flip flops but i don't care! this new feeling of not giving a fuck what i look like is amazing. liberating, if you will! oh, i know you will! now if only i could feel like this while simultaneously looking amazing.
btw, that rihanna song, umbrella, although catchy and now on my playlist at work, is really dumb. has anyone read the lyrics ? it's such garbage that it's no wonder tons of people passed down the song. i would've done the same. "in anticipation for precipitation" ?! come on, jayz, that's the best you can come up with ?! you're a poor representation of my former subway line (well, for like a year it was)! ugh. the J/Z line is horrible and disgusting and ghetto anyway. a lot like the A. i'll forever hold a special place in my heart for the L train. even though it is insanely congested with hipsters reading nietzsche who just moved to graham last year and spend extra time finding clothes that make them look like everyone else on the train. i was disgusted and annoyed with them on my way to see chuck on saturday. lucky for me they're too scared to venture past myrtle/wyckoff so i had a couple of stops to myself without them. unoriginal losers.
i'm using a different bag today and i forgot to bring chapstick! my lips are on fire! ouch!
this entry has taken like an hour to write and there is nothing notable in it so i'm going to peace out now.
...that smoke, albeit good, did nothing to wake me up and/or make me feel better. it was worth a shot. i'm fighting to stay awake over here and it's virtually impossible.
anyways, chuck palahniuk is amazing...and i told him so on saturday. i'm really glad i didn't punk out and decide not to go because no one could accompany me. it was totally worth it. and he signed my book and wrote that i was his secret inspiration. ain't that something ? he seems like such a genuinely nice guy, cool and down to earth, i love it. i'm going to make a point to purchase every one of his books ever. i already have choke, diary and two copies of rant. i need to buy another copy of diary, as well as the others because i'm not touching the signed copy, i'm a teenybopper fangirl like that. i took some pictures and a video of him, although, i am having trouble posting the videos anywhere so that i can share them with my peeps. sorry, yo. hopefully, when his book comes out next year he'll have another reading/discussion/book signing event and everyone can go. i'll be there with bells on.
this friday is nick swardson. i'm excited about that. the mofo is fucking funny. he makes me want to pee my pants. everything that comes out of his mouth is hysterical. especially his stand-up. "you mean this stool, grandma?" hahhaha. i am most likely going to end up peeing my pants because there's a two-drink minimum and i po' so i'm probably going to buy two bottles of expensive ass water.
i'm fucking SLEEPY! i just had to have a tenant sign some papers. that kept me awake briefly. i know sitting around in front of a computer doing nothing all day sounds ideal to some (myself back in the day included) but this shit is so boring and useless that i really want to get out there and do something more active and more people-oriented. who would've thought i would ever want to pop back into retail so quickly ?! not i.
my fucking phone bill is due today. sucks to be me. i have 11 dollars in the bank! i wonder how much the late fee is going to be...i hope not a lot. i know most of the utility places only charge like 53 cents and shit...i hope verizon is the same. i know my credit card charged me like 30 dollars late fee once, which then caused my account to go over my spending limit, which was another fee, and i ended up owing like a hundred bucks. that sucked.
i'm glad i'm dressed comfortably today, i don't think i could stand to be wearing tight ass jeans on a) a hot ass day and b) a day when i can barely keep my eyes open. i'm wearing a really soft, pink shirt from old navy and my old starbucks work pants, which are now nice and loose on me. they look a little silly but they are comfy as a motherfucker and that's all i care about. also, my feet are dirty and gross (already!) and they are exposed entirely in my flip flops but i don't care! this new feeling of not giving a fuck what i look like is amazing. liberating, if you will! oh, i know you will! now if only i could feel like this while simultaneously looking amazing.
btw, that rihanna song, umbrella, although catchy and now on my playlist at work, is really dumb. has anyone read the lyrics ? it's such garbage that it's no wonder tons of people passed down the song. i would've done the same. "in anticipation for precipitation" ?! come on, jayz, that's the best you can come up with ?! you're a poor representation of my former subway line (well, for like a year it was)! ugh. the J/Z line is horrible and disgusting and ghetto anyway. a lot like the A. i'll forever hold a special place in my heart for the L train. even though it is insanely congested with hipsters reading nietzsche who just moved to graham last year and spend extra time finding clothes that make them look like everyone else on the train. i was disgusted and annoyed with them on my way to see chuck on saturday. lucky for me they're too scared to venture past myrtle/wyckoff so i had a couple of stops to myself without them. unoriginal losers.
i'm using a different bag today and i forgot to bring chapstick! my lips are on fire! ouch!
this entry has taken like an hour to write and there is nothing notable in it so i'm going to peace out now.