Straight outta Compton, crazy motherfucker named Dan Man....
Work tonight sucked major ass for the first two hours. It was wicked windy and rainy and generally shitty. Thankfully Alex sent me a text message that cheered me up, and she came and brought me hot chocolate after my break. She kept me sane, and for that I thank her.
I also got a 30 cent raise tonight. Bitchin'. I had a performance review, and I got the highest possible score. The raise and the hot chocolate made my night.
Before my break and all the pleasantness that followed it, I was on the verge of commiting multiple homicides. It seemed like every asshole within a 15-mile radius went shopping tonight. People seemed to think the lousy weather was somehow my fault. The wind was so strong that when I couldn't walk in a straight line. I saw many carts slam into cars, and several car alarms went off. Luckily they weren't my carts, so I didn't worry about it.
Tuesday night at work I was questioned by the police. They had recieved a call about some guys breaking into a car, and I told them what I had seen: that they were just getting the keys out that they had locked inside. They weren't the smartest guys, so after a while they just broke the passenger window. I gave the police descriptions of the guys (or what I could remember), and I described their cars and how everything happened. Then the cops took my info and thanked me, and I went back inside.
I made a commercial with Rob and Melissa for our Vis Lit class. It's a car commercial, my car and myself star in it. It kicks ass. I'll get a copy and show it to you sometime.
I don't really feel in the Christmas mood. I don't know why, maybe shopping tomorrow will help. Who knows. I usually start feeling the Christmas spirit on Christmas Eve.
I got my PS2 back today. Kickass. It works, and it didn't cost me a cent to fix it. Fucking sweet deal.
I skipped fourth block today. I left after third when the South kids leave. I went over to Sean's house and played Halo 2 for a half hour, then cashed my paycheck, then came home and found my PS2 in a box in the breezeway. Played it for an hour, then went to work.
"If my kids don't masturbate I'll lock them in the closet." - Sean. So horrible, yet so funny. Good thing he wasn't serious.
I think I've realized what I want to do with my life, should I get into college. There is a show on ABC on Sunday nights called Extreme Makeover: Home Edition. Each week they pick a family that has had a rough time, and send them on vacation for a week, usually to Disneyland/world. During that week they then demolish their old home and build them a completely new one, and give them tons of cool stuff. You watch the show and get all those warm fuzzy feelings. That's what I want to do, I want to be a producer of either that show, or one like it.
I find Melanie D. to be incredibly attractive.
I'm gonna go play videogames until the wee hours of the morning because I've been without a PlayStation a month and I have a lot of catching up to do. And because I'm a dork, that's another reason. Oh, and the large amounts of sugar I've had tonight, that factors in as well.
On New Years Day, Christmas Tree Shops is having a sale. Everything in the store is 20% off, so tell your parents.
Best wishes to you and yours during this most joyous time of the year.
- O Little Town of Danthlehem