Bitch bitch bitch.
I am a tired and cranky AJ. I dunno why I don't just let myself get more sleep. It's annoying.
Speaking of fucking annoying... I've been trying for over 40 minutes to add some pics to MySpace, and haven't been able to get a god damn one through. Grrr.
And... I'm sick of having to go to the laundromat... the guy who was workin' there today creeped me the hell out. Big ol' swaztika tat on his hand and a face that only a mother could love. And I could swear he had some cocaine around his nostrils. I guess I was dressed a lil too niggerish for his liking because he was just staring me down. Usually I'd have something to say about that. But... dude... this guy is hella creepy. Definitely more intimidating than I feel this morning. I was like fuck this... waitin' in the car...
Fuck work. My CD player finally shit out on me, so unless I get lucky and someone else brings one in, I have to work all night with nothing to listen to but myself making noise with pans and plates.
I hate Cici's more than ever. I just do. Lately there's nights I just want to cry. Thankfully there's one person who's always around to lift my spirits. Those hugs... sigh.
Anyway. Just thought I'd vent a little so that I can try to keep my cool throughout what is going to be one bloody god damn craptacular day. I'm totally stocking up on Rockstar energy drinks before I go in.
I am so ready for a new year with a fresh hangover.
Oh, have I mentioned that I'm quitting pot on NY? Seriously. It's like, why not, I've already quit everything else. And I am 24 years old already. So I'll get that out of the way, then, throughout the year, work on cutting down on the cigs. I smoke the most when I'm high, so maybe it'll get easier.
Sobering up would definitely not hurt my chances with Bri, either. Between you and me... on New Year's, I'm going to kiss her for the first time at midnight. I figure that it's the only time I'll be able to get away with it semi-legitimately for a while, since for some reason she's still with that one dillhole. But it seems to me to be the right time. A few nights ago we fell asleep holding hands and caressing palms... and I'd bitten her on the neck earlier that night and she loved it... and I grabbed her belly ring with my teeth... lol... yay for alcohol... so yeah, I think the ice may be broken enough for a kiss now. Wish me luck.
Speaking of fucking annoying... I've been trying for over 40 minutes to add some pics to MySpace, and haven't been able to get a god damn one through. Grrr.
And... I'm sick of having to go to the laundromat... the guy who was workin' there today creeped me the hell out. Big ol' swaztika tat on his hand and a face that only a mother could love. And I could swear he had some cocaine around his nostrils. I guess I was dressed a lil too niggerish for his liking because he was just staring me down. Usually I'd have something to say about that. But... dude... this guy is hella creepy. Definitely more intimidating than I feel this morning. I was like fuck this... waitin' in the car...
Fuck work. My CD player finally shit out on me, so unless I get lucky and someone else brings one in, I have to work all night with nothing to listen to but myself making noise with pans and plates.
I hate Cici's more than ever. I just do. Lately there's nights I just want to cry. Thankfully there's one person who's always around to lift my spirits. Those hugs... sigh.
Anyway. Just thought I'd vent a little so that I can try to keep my cool throughout what is going to be one bloody god damn craptacular day. I'm totally stocking up on Rockstar energy drinks before I go in.
I am so ready for a new year with a fresh hangover.
Oh, have I mentioned that I'm quitting pot on NY? Seriously. It's like, why not, I've already quit everything else. And I am 24 years old already. So I'll get that out of the way, then, throughout the year, work on cutting down on the cigs. I smoke the most when I'm high, so maybe it'll get easier.
Sobering up would definitely not hurt my chances with Bri, either. Between you and me... on New Year's, I'm going to kiss her for the first time at midnight. I figure that it's the only time I'll be able to get away with it semi-legitimately for a while, since for some reason she's still with that one dillhole. But it seems to me to be the right time. A few nights ago we fell asleep holding hands and caressing palms... and I'd bitten her on the neck earlier that night and she loved it... and I grabbed her belly ring with my teeth... lol... yay for alcohol... so yeah, I think the ice may be broken enough for a kiss now. Wish me luck.