Aug 25, 2004 14:24
Though most of you have no idea what I am talking about, I finally took the infamous "doo-doo" pictures. Those in the know will see them soon enough, and if you are lucky the documentary as well. Those of you who are not in the know can rest assured I have not begun the decent into kinky schizer-porn, or any porn for that matter, I was just having some stupid fun ala the Tenacious D "Butt Baby" short film minus the drug paraphernalia. This weekend I went up to MA with Tony to stay in what looked like a cool ass time share facility, but was in fact a boring and unimpressive apartment in the middle of the fucking woods far from anything worth a damn. I did however get a free trip to Vegas and Oralndo out of it(which I now have to find time for and company to bring with me) and as stated earlier the doo-doo pictures finally materialized. Prior to the trip H, from the previous entry "Busted Again" shined her true shitty colors upon our first hanging out by allowing me to buy her a drink then completely fucking ignoring me, and literally turning her back on me the entire evening while she caught up with an old friend, an old male friend, who judging by her previous track record probably fucked on a regular basis in high school. Later that night, after I left without saying good bye, I locked myself out of my car and apartment and when she text messaged me to see why I left I told her it was because she made me feel "very unnecessary and unwanted" I then informed her I was locked out of my apartment and car. She text me back saying "Sorry" making no offer to come help me out or keep me company until help arrived. In short H is a dumb coont, and I don't just throw that word around I realize the harshness of it, and I am lucky to be rid of her. She was never really a good friend, regardless of how much I enjoyed her company in and out of the bed room, it takes more than that to be worthy of spending time with. So in conclusion I will not be calling her anytime soon. There is of course the slight possibility that she will end her stupid ways, call me up and spectacular make up relations can be had and than a series of increasinlgy hot sessions could follow that but then again she could remain a dumb coont, and ignorant to all things courteous and associated with friendship and just stay quiet and some how conceive me as a bad guy. In either scenario I win, and I am not stressing over it. By the way lest you believe I an giving you a one sided recounting of the evening and am some how leaving out my own possible dickhead actions, I should relate to you that several people at the bar, whom I was not friends with, asked me what the fuck was up because they saw how blatant her rudeness was. In fact a member of the band who was playing the bar, who I had met that very evening, asked me if I wanted him to go piss on her car or beat the shit out of the guy she was talking to. I let my new pal know that neither action was necessary, though it is the thought that counts and I appreciated both his concern and desire to render justice.
I have yet to hear back from my latest professor regarding grades for summer session II but I am counting on A's in both classes. I start school again on Monday and currently I am scheduled for 9 credits, I hope to get signed into another class to make it and even full-time 12 credits. I finally got my tax checks, of which all of the $1000 will be going towards new tires for my car, and my credit card bill, and perhaps a small loan to my friend and sister as needed. I also contacted some one in California in regards to illustrating some of my poems and maybe even my bunny story. Exciting times is it not?
I am still broke, and I still want and need a new job, but I am terribly afraid I will not find one that can fit my busy school and capoeira schedule and still allow me to have medical/dental benefits. I am romanticizing the idea of walking into the university career center and saying "I need a job, preferably in the english or education field, that will allow me to work M,W,F,and Sat and make between $400-$500 a week and give me health benefits" and then hearing the receptionist say " I have just the thing!!!" Then I can move out of my dad's damn apartment,still have money left to eat, and also have time to get school work done. Now that would be rad (don't ask where that adjective came from, it just popped up!). What would be awesome? If I win the lottery, and simultaneously while dancing around in excitement bump into a publisher who is looking for fresh talent with about 20 poems ready for publishing and a short story with a moral. That would kick ass. I'll let you all know if it happens. Oh yeah it would also be great if the publisher was single, attractive female who owns both sets of strhess clothing panties and was hoping to date an author whom she had discovered. This last bit of course would only be hot if I was the author she decided start dating because otherwise it would be terrible if some other guy got his hands on my would be lady.
I need to go get some immunizations or at least find records of previous immunizations for school purposes but I do not know when I will find time to do it. Cripes man, I need more time.
...That's my friend done there we've got to give him more time. He won't let us down....Come on Han ol'buddy don't let me down.....We are less than one month away from Star Wars Trilogy official release on DVD. May the force be with us......Can we all start thinking positive about Episode 3- if we all concentrate really REALLY hard maybe it will actually be a good movie and not just better than Episode 1 and 2. I mean wouldn't it be great is Episode 3 rivaled Empires Strikes Back incredible goodness? Here's hoping that revenge of the sith is also "revenge of lucas's writing, directing, and editing talent" and simply "return of sci-fi mediocrity with a big budget."