time to break out the war paint and fight dirty
wow i am really bad at this thing now. anyway...haha....i've been busy.
i'm running a club night here in belfast called 'free the noise' every wednesday with my lovely roomie rachel. our night is awesome. if you are in ireland (anywhere in ireland) you should come at some stage. it is also free. how awesome are we? www.myspace.com/freethenoise
i've been so busy it's insane. luckily my day job is dead easy and i can do music-related work while i'm here. i am bored half the time anyway.
heading down to dublin this weekend for relaxation and song selection with saccade. i'm real excited. it's been a while since i've had managerial influence.
i cannot take on any more. i am at my limit. repping 3 bands and running a weekly club night is enough for me (and that is all AFTER my 37 hours a week working days).
if anyone needs me this weekend i will be sleeping. and in roi. so unless you have my roi number please don't call as my uk number won't work. in fact, don't call before 2pm if you are gonna call any day lol. i will most likely be sleeping. mmmmmsleeeeep..
is it wrong that i am choosing sleep over going out tonight? i am draaaaaaained. i got sick for one day last week and all i could think was 'well shit...now i have time to call promoters'. that is very wrong.
on a non work-related note, i am entering into a battle with my roomate donna. she is a fucking cunt and i will have no problem making her life a living hell until she is forced to admit defeat and move out. why do i always end up with one awesome roomate and one bitch/asshole of a roomate? basically, i can no longer deal with children. and for me personally, THIS was the WORST thing anyone ever could have done to me. you will understand if you truly know me. ok right, i will explain....prepare to be shocked. but only if you really know me will you understand how HORRIBLE of a thing it was to do. basically, nikki and edel...you will understand the most.
i am terribly, terribly arachnophobic. i cannot look at spiders even on tv or even type the word without getting nervous. i have always had this phobia. give me anything else...rats, mice, snakes, fucking anything. just not those. and in our house..for some reason (don't know why cuz it's not fucking australia or anything)...we have monsterous ones. i mean FUCKING BIG...like shoes will not do it. that is bad enough for me when they appear out of nowhere...you cant ignore these bastards. rachel says it is because it is a new house and hasn't been frequently cleaned long enough for them to stop living in it. i hope that's true and they go away soon...cuz i feel like it's bad enough that i may move out if it doesn't change.
let me start by saying there are VERY few things that make me angry to the point of looking forward to watching people suffer. there is pretty well nothing that will do that for me actually....well i thought there wasn't until now.
anyway...on to what donna did. i fucking hope she dies the fucking cuntbag...ok..calm. she is the least scared of them out of all of us. so basically...she had one in her room (fucking massive massive MASSIVE), trapped it under one of our clear water glasses, made the extra effort and CARRIED it down the stairs and left it sitting (alive) on our kitchen table trapped under this glass. I NEARLY HAD A FUCKING HEART ATTACK...what a way to wake up and attempt to get breakfast. she knows about my phobia. fucking whore. oh my god i nearly took a heart attack. i couldn't finish my breakfast and couldn't go in the room for the rest of the day until thankfully our landlord showed up by chance and i made him get rid of it out the back door. i was thinking about it all day at work and shaking all day. then she left rachel a text message saying 'it's for you to kill' after rach asked why she did it. OMFG...she is going to hell. i will make sure of it. i'm breaking out the war paint and camo gear...she'll regret she met me. i have no shame in it either based on what she did i won't feel bad about ANY of the things i would LOVE to do to her. i am actually looking forward to making her cry (that would SO make me smile right now).
so yes, that is it for this ranting session. suggestions on what i could possibly do to her are welcome. i am taking EVERYTHING into consideration at the moment...nothing's too extreme for this payback.
i'm running a club night here in belfast called 'free the noise' every wednesday with my lovely roomie rachel. our night is awesome. if you are in ireland (anywhere in ireland) you should come at some stage. it is also free. how awesome are we? www.myspace.com/freethenoise
i've been so busy it's insane. luckily my day job is dead easy and i can do music-related work while i'm here. i am bored half the time anyway.
heading down to dublin this weekend for relaxation and song selection with saccade. i'm real excited. it's been a while since i've had managerial influence.
i cannot take on any more. i am at my limit. repping 3 bands and running a weekly club night is enough for me (and that is all AFTER my 37 hours a week working days).
if anyone needs me this weekend i will be sleeping. and in roi. so unless you have my roi number please don't call as my uk number won't work. in fact, don't call before 2pm if you are gonna call any day lol. i will most likely be sleeping. mmmmmsleeeeep..
is it wrong that i am choosing sleep over going out tonight? i am draaaaaaained. i got sick for one day last week and all i could think was 'well shit...now i have time to call promoters'. that is very wrong.
on a non work-related note, i am entering into a battle with my roomate donna. she is a fucking cunt and i will have no problem making her life a living hell until she is forced to admit defeat and move out. why do i always end up with one awesome roomate and one bitch/asshole of a roomate? basically, i can no longer deal with children. and for me personally, THIS was the WORST thing anyone ever could have done to me. you will understand if you truly know me. ok right, i will explain....prepare to be shocked. but only if you really know me will you understand how HORRIBLE of a thing it was to do. basically, nikki and edel...you will understand the most.
i am terribly, terribly arachnophobic. i cannot look at spiders even on tv or even type the word without getting nervous. i have always had this phobia. give me anything else...rats, mice, snakes, fucking anything. just not those. and in our house..for some reason (don't know why cuz it's not fucking australia or anything)...we have monsterous ones. i mean FUCKING BIG...like shoes will not do it. that is bad enough for me when they appear out of nowhere...you cant ignore these bastards. rachel says it is because it is a new house and hasn't been frequently cleaned long enough for them to stop living in it. i hope that's true and they go away soon...cuz i feel like it's bad enough that i may move out if it doesn't change.
let me start by saying there are VERY few things that make me angry to the point of looking forward to watching people suffer. there is pretty well nothing that will do that for me actually....well i thought there wasn't until now.
anyway...on to what donna did. i fucking hope she dies the fucking cuntbag...ok..calm. she is the least scared of them out of all of us. so basically...she had one in her room (fucking massive massive MASSIVE), trapped it under one of our clear water glasses, made the extra effort and CARRIED it down the stairs and left it sitting (alive) on our kitchen table trapped under this glass. I NEARLY HAD A FUCKING HEART ATTACK...what a way to wake up and attempt to get breakfast. she knows about my phobia. fucking whore. oh my god i nearly took a heart attack. i couldn't finish my breakfast and couldn't go in the room for the rest of the day until thankfully our landlord showed up by chance and i made him get rid of it out the back door. i was thinking about it all day at work and shaking all day. then she left rachel a text message saying 'it's for you to kill' after rach asked why she did it. OMFG...she is going to hell. i will make sure of it. i'm breaking out the war paint and camo gear...she'll regret she met me. i have no shame in it either based on what she did i won't feel bad about ANY of the things i would LOVE to do to her. i am actually looking forward to making her cry (that would SO make me smile right now).
so yes, that is it for this ranting session. suggestions on what i could possibly do to her are welcome. i am taking EVERYTHING into consideration at the moment...nothing's too extreme for this payback.