Any car we need I'll pay for with candy!!!
Work = done. It ended up not raining on Monday (because we just had to end it with blatant weatherman lies), but it went fine. First time I had to experience people saying goodbye and it really meaning goodbye. A lot of "Seriously, take care of yourself"'s. Carl seemed like he didn't realize that I'd probably be out for good for a second, then really drilled home the "take care."I don't know if I feel bad for the guy or not, considering he just about lives in a bar and caddies all the time. Dude just seems tired all the time, which makes it hard to tell if he was sad that I was leaving or just beat. John just seemed fucking depressed, but that's not surprising considering I'm the first of like 7 guys leaving for good. Next year he's screwed for caddies. He paid me the $50 he owed me, told me that I was a hard worker and should be proud of it, and shook my hand. Felt like the kind of time where I had to say something to finish the seven years, but all I could think of is thanking him for taking care of me. I threw in a "seriously" at the end, because that's what people say when they want to be sincere, but can't think of shit to say. I'm not gonna go on about it (I did that last entry), but still seven years is a long time. I'll probably forget about most of the people by December.
Hung out with Jon tonight, which was filled with ladder matches and music burning. He hooked me up with a bunch of Alkaline Trio, Every Time I Die, All That Remains, and Avenged Sevenfold. I'm kind of thrilled. We also talked about wrestling/fighting back in the day and stealing. It was some good times.
Shore on Saturday until...Friday?
Ok, so I'm walking to the cottage in the dark right before posting this and I hear this vibration near my ear, which makes me think there's a bug. A decent sized bug, based on the vibration. So I go to smack it, but just end up smacking myself in the ear. Hard. Shit hurt and there was a ringing for about a minute, which only shows how much I wanted to take out that bug. I could have been worse though. It's not like I lost my pants for 45 minutes or anything.
I woke up 170 yesterday and freaked out, so I've been eating a ton since then. I'll consider it practice for the fall.
I've got six movies from the library to watch by the time I leave for the shore, which ain't happening. Coach Carter, Terminator 3, Masters of Horror: Homecoming, Passion of the Christ, Must Love Dogs, Life Aquatic with Steve Zissou. Which should I watch? And I'm not looking for snarky comments about the movies I rent. They're free. I don't feel bad.
I don't want to see you. Don't come near me. You're not my girlfriend. You're my girlenemy.
Hung out with Jon tonight, which was filled with ladder matches and music burning. He hooked me up with a bunch of Alkaline Trio, Every Time I Die, All That Remains, and Avenged Sevenfold. I'm kind of thrilled. We also talked about wrestling/fighting back in the day and stealing. It was some good times.
Shore on Saturday until...Friday?
Ok, so I'm walking to the cottage in the dark right before posting this and I hear this vibration near my ear, which makes me think there's a bug. A decent sized bug, based on the vibration. So I go to smack it, but just end up smacking myself in the ear. Hard. Shit hurt and there was a ringing for about a minute, which only shows how much I wanted to take out that bug. I could have been worse though. It's not like I lost my pants for 45 minutes or anything.
I woke up 170 yesterday and freaked out, so I've been eating a ton since then. I'll consider it practice for the fall.
I've got six movies from the library to watch by the time I leave for the shore, which ain't happening. Coach Carter, Terminator 3, Masters of Horror: Homecoming, Passion of the Christ, Must Love Dogs, Life Aquatic with Steve Zissou. Which should I watch? And I'm not looking for snarky comments about the movies I rent. They're free. I don't feel bad.
I don't want to see you. Don't come near me. You're not my girlfriend. You're my girlenemy.