I'm just like VanHelsing
I'm just like VanHelsing. But instead of hunting vampires and traveling the globe on perilous crusades I push carts at Safeway. But it's more like "hunting" carts actually. And safeway is fairly perilous, dude. I mean, today we had a scare when there was a spider in the bananas. Too bad I forgot my spider-proof crossbow at home or else I would have fucked him up. On a more serius note I love my friend Loyd. He just left today after staying with me for the last two weeks. He came and saw me at Safeway before he left to go back to California and I gave him a hug and I seriously almost balled. I was like "hold it in motherfucker, hold it in motherfucker" in my brain. Speaking of work, today Brian Osbourne and Greta were shopping at my store and when they were done they realized they missed their bus. So these poor bastards were stranded at my store with a grip of groceries, some of which were frozen and would perish. So I took it upon myself to push "customer service" to the max. Without signing off for break, I grabbed their grocieries and threw them in my trunk, drove them home, and walked their groceries to their door, while still on the time clock. Then drove back to work and got out of my car all nonchelant like and started workin' again. Unnoticed. Yeah.
LAST NIGHT'S BAD SHIT:
1.) Saw Kill Bill Vol. 2 after work. I walked in the theater to meet my essays and I saw Jessica sitting alone so I started walking up to her and I had to hop down a row. So I started to jump and I fell down hardcore and made a huge noise. HELLA EMBARASSING. I felt like dumping gasoline all over myself and lighting a match. On top of that I saw like a million people I knew and I'm sure they all thought I've become god damn fool or a drunk.
LAST NIGHTS GOOD SHIT:
Asian punk rock underdog Jason Thinh from Short Round (the band my LJ is named after) called me up late last night. He was reasonably drunk and I was reasonably high and this made for an excellent conversation. We talked for 3 or 4 hours. We talked about our love lives (hahahhahhahahahaahhaah), music, movies, booze, and he told me the low down on some of his punk rock compatriots. Like how Matt Skiba gave him a '10' on his performance, how Fat Mike and NOFX think he's cool, and how Mike Park is his "big brother", and how Lawrence Arms Brendan is his hero, and how he's in love with a girl from Abercrombie(he works there). I wrote down some of the things he said I'm not sure why. He reminds me exactly of Brian Osbourne.
"It's not my fault her parents had sex later than mine."
-Jason Thinh (on the topic of underage sex)
"You can't touch me, I'm on Asian Man bitch."
-Jason Thinh (boasting his record label)
Cheers to my homies,
Peace,
ATOM
LAST NIGHT'S BAD SHIT:
1.) Saw Kill Bill Vol. 2 after work. I walked in the theater to meet my essays and I saw Jessica sitting alone so I started walking up to her and I had to hop down a row. So I started to jump and I fell down hardcore and made a huge noise. HELLA EMBARASSING. I felt like dumping gasoline all over myself and lighting a match. On top of that I saw like a million people I knew and I'm sure they all thought I've become god damn fool or a drunk.
LAST NIGHTS GOOD SHIT:
Asian punk rock underdog Jason Thinh from Short Round (the band my LJ is named after) called me up late last night. He was reasonably drunk and I was reasonably high and this made for an excellent conversation. We talked for 3 or 4 hours. We talked about our love lives (hahahhahhahahahaahhaah), music, movies, booze, and he told me the low down on some of his punk rock compatriots. Like how Matt Skiba gave him a '10' on his performance, how Fat Mike and NOFX think he's cool, and how Mike Park is his "big brother", and how Lawrence Arms Brendan is his hero, and how he's in love with a girl from Abercrombie(he works there). I wrote down some of the things he said I'm not sure why. He reminds me exactly of Brian Osbourne.
"It's not my fault her parents had sex later than mine."
-Jason Thinh (on the topic of underage sex)
"You can't touch me, I'm on Asian Man bitch."
-Jason Thinh (boasting his record label)
Cheers to my homies,
Peace,
ATOM