The Berenstein Bears and the Messy Room
Yesterday mroning I was awoken at 10 by a phone call from Paul. He had the dumpster and wanted me there as soon as I could come. I stumbled around for like an hour trying to wake up / find work clothes. Then I drove to Seguine. It took about 45 mins to an hour, and I was really confused when I got to I10 because the access roads go two ways instead of one, so I wasn't really sure when I could actually get ON the highway. Plus the access roads are weird, there is a sharp turn and then they go straight for awhile so you can get up enough speed to not get mauled by an 18 wheeler going about 80 mph.
When I finally found Paul's house (which was easy to notice because it has a gigantic dumpster in the front yard) nobody was home. So I tried to sleep in my car while sweating my ass off. (No AC.) THen half an hour later he shows up with drinks and what not. He is having us tear down a bigass shed thing. I thought we would be getting into demolition right away, but actually we had to go through about 4 hours of taking stuff OUT of the shed and figuring out waht to keep and what to trash. I'm telling you.. this man has the most random electrical crap in his shed. THere were about 34983 wasps there. Awesome. This lady showed up with a kid a couple hours into the job, a sac student I think, but also a tech theatre chica. (She and another guy I worked with are at your camp right now SAC camp bitches) Around 5, three mexican guys showed up. They were really nice and funny and thought I was like 22 or 23. Don't let lots of tattos deceive you, these guys told some of the best chuch's chicken dinner time stories I've ever heard. I left around 7 and got home in 25 minutes. I swear I didn't know my car could get up to 100. Haaaaaaaaa yeah I'm going to die. BUt when I see 18 wheelers that have huge banners that say "Danger, Oversized load" my natural instinct is to get the fuck away from them.
When I got home I wanted to do something, but then I fell asleep. Then I woke up and wanted to do something, but of course nothing happened because it was like 10. I watched Boys n the Hood and The Paper (marisa tomei...yummy). Boys N the hood was recorded off KENS 5 though, so a lot of the cussing substitutes were really obvious and very stupid. Cuba Gooding Jr. goes into this crying fit of rage where he just keeps muttering "stupid cops" "stupid, oh they're so stupid!" and it sounds like a different voice. Meanwhile his gf is watching freaking out. GIve the kid a jolly rancher for christ's sake.
Then I proceeded to have a really weird dream where I got into 3 car accidents in a row. I think I was drunk in the dream or something and thought I was okay. But it seemed like everybody was against me. I stole a car after the first car accident and then wrecked THAT car like 2 minutes later.. haha. For some reason my dad was tagging along with me, but I think he dissappeared somehow. Then I remember seeing this one guy that kept laughing while he was eating something out of a box. He had one kernel of caramel popcorn in his hand, he looked at it, put it back in the box, looked at all of the information on the box while he was chewing and chuckling, then took the same kernel out and held it. He must have been cheweing gum or something. Just weird. Shook me up a little with all of the car accidents though. Apparently there was lots of alcohol in the glove compartment, but they just fineded me for hitting the car in front of me. It was weird, I hit it from behind, and then the FRONT bumper flew off.. The physics in my dreams is all wacked.
I go back to work at 5 p.m. tonight. I'll probably be driving home like at midnight or something. Fantastic.
When I finally found Paul's house (which was easy to notice because it has a gigantic dumpster in the front yard) nobody was home. So I tried to sleep in my car while sweating my ass off. (No AC.) THen half an hour later he shows up with drinks and what not. He is having us tear down a bigass shed thing. I thought we would be getting into demolition right away, but actually we had to go through about 4 hours of taking stuff OUT of the shed and figuring out waht to keep and what to trash. I'm telling you.. this man has the most random electrical crap in his shed. THere were about 34983 wasps there. Awesome. This lady showed up with a kid a couple hours into the job, a sac student I think, but also a tech theatre chica. (She and another guy I worked with are at your camp right now SAC camp bitches) Around 5, three mexican guys showed up. They were really nice and funny and thought I was like 22 or 23. Don't let lots of tattos deceive you, these guys told some of the best chuch's chicken dinner time stories I've ever heard. I left around 7 and got home in 25 minutes. I swear I didn't know my car could get up to 100. Haaaaaaaaa yeah I'm going to die. BUt when I see 18 wheelers that have huge banners that say "Danger, Oversized load" my natural instinct is to get the fuck away from them.
When I got home I wanted to do something, but then I fell asleep. Then I woke up and wanted to do something, but of course nothing happened because it was like 10. I watched Boys n the Hood and The Paper (marisa tomei...yummy). Boys N the hood was recorded off KENS 5 though, so a lot of the cussing substitutes were really obvious and very stupid. Cuba Gooding Jr. goes into this crying fit of rage where he just keeps muttering "stupid cops" "stupid, oh they're so stupid!" and it sounds like a different voice. Meanwhile his gf is watching freaking out. GIve the kid a jolly rancher for christ's sake.
Then I proceeded to have a really weird dream where I got into 3 car accidents in a row. I think I was drunk in the dream or something and thought I was okay. But it seemed like everybody was against me. I stole a car after the first car accident and then wrecked THAT car like 2 minutes later.. haha. For some reason my dad was tagging along with me, but I think he dissappeared somehow. Then I remember seeing this one guy that kept laughing while he was eating something out of a box. He had one kernel of caramel popcorn in his hand, he looked at it, put it back in the box, looked at all of the information on the box while he was chewing and chuckling, then took the same kernel out and held it. He must have been cheweing gum or something. Just weird. Shook me up a little with all of the car accidents though. Apparently there was lots of alcohol in the glove compartment, but they just fineded me for hitting the car in front of me. It was weird, I hit it from behind, and then the FRONT bumper flew off.. The physics in my dreams is all wacked.
I go back to work at 5 p.m. tonight. I'll probably be driving home like at midnight or something. Fantastic.