vague rantings of a sleep deprived blockbuster employee

[russianmafia]

Today marks the first day of the rest of my life, with Nick as my trusty withdrawl partner we will kick this shit's ass. Do you ever feel like no matter how many people you are around and talk to on a daily basis, you are still somehow alone? Blockbuster is officially the most kickass job I have ever had. They basicly hired me b/c they know how much I love to talk about movies, and they don't exactly trust my front desk skills just yet, so basically all I do is walk around all day telling people my opinions of movies they haven't seen... which is basicly all I ever do anyways BUT I GET PAID FOR IT! The whole pay situation kinda sucks though, they got me on payroll the day after the last pay period and they pay every other week so I am basicly not making any money the first 4 weeks and getting a huge paycheck all at once. In theory it sounds fun b/c I get a huge paycheck... except the whole in between paychecks thing. I literally had to scrape the pennies off my floor tonight and go down the street to the gas station and exchange my coins for 2 gallons of gas which is supposed to magically support me until next sunday. I think I can pull this off if I use as little gas as possible and since I have school off on monday and work is just down the street and if I don't go anywhere but work and home then I should be able to make it through the week. I feel terrible, Ryan Robson called me tonight plastered from a party and I told him he could count on me to be DD and go pick him up in Buckhead but I realized I had no gas money and I have no idea how he got his drunk ass home... all I know is that he kept calling every 10 minutes b/c he was drunk and kept forgetting that I couldn't drive down there and have enough gas to make it home so I could get to work in the morning... it was like explaining Einstein's theory of relativity to a 2 year old... every 10 minutes. Other than that... I got work in a few hours so I should probably go to bed but I can't b/c I can't stop thinking about her and why she never really seems to want to hang out anymore... damn these feelings and damn sobriety! I drank too much coffee tonight, that could also be a contributing factor, Julia and I hung out tonight and caught up on things after she called me and offered to give me free coffee from QT... how could I pass that up? It was fun as hell we kept talking and talking and before I knew it I had gone through a whole pack of cigarettes and a HUGE thing of coffee, oh yeah and I heard Cassie DJ'ing on 88.5 at like 3 in the morning so I gave her a call at the station and we talked it up for a bit, and for the record Cassie, your cold wasn't really noticable, in fact you sounded very sophisticated talking about all those indie bands... it made me want to be indie rock... and then I realized that would take real effort to keep up with the underground bands and then I just turned the radio off as well as that little voice with the idea of being indie rock. oh well... 5:30 in the morning, I guess I should give sleep a fighting chance.

Da Svadonyia,
KnoXXX