May 05, 2006 22:18
I'm sick.
I hate sick.
Sick hates me.
I would be off in "Cinco De Drinko" la-la land right about now, but I feel like a pound of shite.
Thought it'd be a grand idea to stay home instead.
Hopefully this thera flu will give me a pseudo buzz...
My friend Ben just left this morning after being out here a week.
We hit Coachella last weekend, awesome btw., and spent the rest of this week runnin around town.
I felt bad cuz the weather sucked while he was here.
He lives in Denver and all I do is talk shit about how superior the weather here is.
Which is true, of course, but we only had one or two nice days to enjoy.
The rest of the time, the sky looked like soggy crap.
I actually coined the phrase "May Grey" and then Ben heard it on the news later that night.
I believe the government has bugged my house.
I went in and picked up my very last check from the HERE lounge about an hour ago.
It was kinda funny.
Half of the staff was like, "You're not working tonight??"
I quit dude.
"What?!"
I been tellin you that for the last two weeks.
"Well good luck man we're gonna miss you"
I was tellin two of the cute cocktail waitresses that I was gonna be an EMT, to which one responded, "I'm gonna go and hurt myself so you can rescue me".
The other one chimed in with "Yeah, I'd love it if you resued ME"
Proof that it's not just men that use cheesy pickup lines.
Made me realize I might actually miss the weekly self esteem boost of working at a night club.
Women tend to hit on you when you're a bouncer.
I think I'll be fine though.
;)
On to greener pastures, as they say...
~SiX