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Thursday, August 30, 2001
Weeee I shall now be known as Sleepy Girl, the girl who likes sleep alot and doesn't get enough of it so she is always sleepy cuz she doesn't get any sleep when she needs it and she stays up too late so she don't get much sleep during the night because she wakes up too early thus she is always tired due to her lack of sleep. And if you miss a word you're gonna get slapped. Actually I'm on a very odd sleep schedule because of how my classes/work is set up... I might just not work on Mondays and Wednesdays just so I can sleep in... cuz obviously I need it. I was a complete ZOMBIE at work! And I keep thinking everyday is Friday... Man just give me some tranquilzers or something!! I attended my first geetar class today. Watch out world, here comes the next John Denver! So put on your earplugs because I suck! Wednesday, August 29, 2001
Well good news! My truck has been repaired and I have it back home in the safey of my driveway! I attended both of my art classes today... and I'm relatively tired because I had to wake up too dang early just to realize I can't go to work cuz I don't have enough gas in my truck to get me there and the gas station was closed... dang. Monday, August 27, 2001
Bef informed me about yet ANOTHER person at school who became preggie. Boy does that give us a bright future to look forward to. The world is going to be run by single mothers who sleep with politicians or whatever and have more kids, and the poor kids have no fathers or can't figure out which guy out of the millions are their real fathers. Basically everyone will be like Cartman...haha. Wednesday, August 22, 2001
Today was rather fun! Let me explain something to you. At my job I work in the DEP file room. We recieve documents that have been scanned into the database, and its our job to number, then sort the documents for filing. The documents come in various sizes. Well Dusty (the evil pothead/redneck) decides to go through the box of documents we recieve and take out all the thicker ones, and leaves us with the paper-thin stacks. The thicker the file, the faster it is to file it, thus we end up doing more work than he does. So today James found that the scan room had around 5 boxes of documents for us to file. He brought them down while Dusty was in the back, we horded all the thick ones at the front desk and Luciana grabbed the rest before he could get his grubby hands on em. He was on to our games... and I'm sure we pissed the crap out of him, but ya know what? REVENGE IS SWEET! Monday, August 20, 2001
Hewy Lewis and the News: "It's hip to be a queer" Well no... not really. My art classes start next week (THANK GOODNESS!) But I'll have an extremely odd schedule for work cuz on Mondays and Wedndays I'll have to work from 6:30 AM to 9 AM, then go to class for the rest of the day (oi!). The art classes are on Mon and Wed, and are three hours long each. I'll be in Drawing I and Color Theory. I'm also taking beginning geetar, but that's on Thursdays after work. So since I won't be filing all day it will give me some relief from my dang boring job! I'm rambling... who cares what classes I'm taking? Yeah I thought you didn't care... Ya know... when I look at other people's blogs, they all look so fancy to me. Mine is plain as day (due to the lack of CCS/CSS whichever it is knowledge) but I donno. They're all cool looking and everything... but there's usually not much content. It's cool to have a site that looks great and is like eye candy, but if there's nothing behind the look... then what's the point? I've seen some pages that have the crappiest layout, and look as if a 3rd grader built it, but it has the most hilarious content. Take Emotion Eric. Simple layout. Great idea. BAM! You have a neato website! Now Robot Frank.com... it used to be cool. The new layout is too commertialized for the purpose of the site. Now it looks as if Robot Frank is a business and not simply a comedy site. The older layout was AWESOME! But what do I know? I'm a dweeb. Thursday, August 16, 2001
I've taken off work today cuz I'm not feeling so hyped to file papers all day long. Kinda sad though. For the past three weeks I've missed work on Thursdays to go to the orthodontist WAY out in Marianna (an hour and a 1/2 drive from here) and now what happens now that my appointments are finished? I miss work on a Thursday. Hehe. Something Hannah (my Mui Mui) sent me... reminds me of my job... haha. Tuesday, August 14, 2001
Today has been a rather good day... I guess. Work sucked, but James was around and introduced me to the band Apocalyptica (a cello quartet that does Metallica and trash metal covers). He let me borrow the copy of "Cult" (it hasn't been released in the U.S.) and I've been listening to it ALL THE TIME! I mean it's nothing but cellos... but the way they distort the sound they sound like guitars at some points. The original songs were great to. It reminded me of the soundtrack to Requeim... but all cellos... hehe. So that was the highlight of my job. Then I had to pick up my father from work, then drive striaght to the Institute building to meet with some friends who were going to model for me. I drew my friends Rachel and Kyer; I'm very proud of how they turned out... especially with me being so out of practice with observational art. Maybe Beth will let me draw her cat Leo... he's always relaxed =) Friday, August 10, 2001
Oh and I forgot to mention... on a brighter note, I recieved an "A" for my English class... Which was really strange because the professor had all the other students show him their reading logs, he went through each grade they earned, etc. But all he did with me was read my essay, and whap an A on the paper saying that was my grade for the class. haha Beth said it's cuz the teacher likes me.
Yesterday Beth and I had an experience that was quite unique. We went to my orthodontist to pick up an appliance that was made for me to use to prevent myself from grinding my teeth when I sleep. While I was in a small room where the door faced the waiting room I noticed a young boy standing in line. He looked to be about 11 or 12... maybe 13. He had shaggy brown hair, glasses, wearing a black t-shirt and slightly baggy pants. He kinda reminded me of Harry Potter (Beth got that idea too...hehe). While the Dr. was talking to me about how to take care of the appliance, that is when I first glanced out of the door and saw the boy. My first impression was "aww he's pretty cute for his age..." He looked a little down, but I figured it was just because he was bored. When the Dr. was through with me I joined the boy in line, awaiting my next appointment. When it was his turn (I believe his name was Josh) Judy, the secretary of the office, named some times for his appointment. He shugged his shoulder and advised her to talk it over with his mother. Oi...his mom. Judy called to her, and I looked around and noticed a woman laying on the bench in the waiting room. She stirred, then climbed up to her feet. She had long black hair that was braided to the very tip; she wore glasses too. She started talking, and it seemed as if some of the things she said didn't make much sense. She hobbled when she walked, moaned and complained every two steps it took to make it from the bench to the counter. Then I noticed the boy walk outside as fast as he could. Beth saw and heard some things that I didn't get to. But we both couldn't help but feel sorry for the poor kid. Beth told me that his mother was cussing constantly at him, and complaining about everything to the poor boy... and all he could say was "yes mom." "I know mom." He just looked really worn out. We couldn't help but feel embarassed and sorry for him. Why is it that some parents feel the need to cuss at their kids? Worst of all TO their kids. Yes I understand there are many times when they will wear out your paitence, but common! They get upset if their kid says a cuss word, yet more than likely they learned it the day his/her mom said "You better get up or I'm gonna beat your ass!" Yes I heard these very words from a mother to her 2 year old daughter at a store. And at Burger King I remember hearing a father say to his child as he was forcing him into a car seat: "Get your god damned ass in that seat!" I hate that! Saturday, August 04, 2001
A business deal has been made. I am going to help a local band w/ their website, and Beth and I have concluded that as a payment they will play at her Birthday party...at Chuckie Cheese! So that'll be a blast... knocking down all the greedy kiddies, stealing their tokens and tickets, and kicking the animatroic characters off the stage so the band can play some REAL music!! Yippie skippie! Beth and I have a message we'd like to give to James Hetfield of Metallica. James, we love you. We wish you the best of luck in your recovery...(please donate any alcohol or drugs you have remaning to Scott please... he needs it BADLY). Also we'd like you to beat the crap out of A.J. and Ben Affleck when you see them. Thanks and Spanks! Thursday, August 02, 2001
Things are weird. No really, I mean it...they're weeeeiiiirrrrddd! This weekend Bef and I watched the movies The Virgin Suicides, and Requiem of a Dream. Virgin Suicides was good, but it left you feeling really down. Then Requiem...that movie totally blew my mind. Once it was all over and the credits started running, the first thing that came out of both of our mouths was "OH MY GOSH... --long silence-- Oh my gosh..." and not in a ditzy sort of way, more like in amazement. That movie is not something you simply sit and watch, it's an experiance in itself. It's about the lives of 4 drug addicts and how their lives are affected by it. I SWEAR I AM NEVER EVER EVER TOUCHING DRUGS IN MY FRIGGIN LIFE! That scared the pee out of me! Even now, about 20 hours later I still have the images of the movie stuck in my mind, that's how profound it is. But I do wish we had taken a closer look at the box before we yanked the tape from the rental shelf cuz we ended up with the Director's Cut version, which had some scenes in it that I REALLY did not want to see! Another thing that's really odd to me is how all my friends in the ELITE have drastically changed. They're all lesbians now...err most of them. Some how they all came to the conclusion that they were homosexual or bi-sexual (same thing to me...only bi's are greedy...yeah it sounds mean but common!) And it's like... I donno. I love them all to death, we had some good times together, but it just blows my mind. Don't get me wrong, I'm not a homophobe. I've had gay friends before, but these girls I practically grew up with (not literally, but it feels like it) and it's just weird for me to hear them all "I love you Michi" "I love you Lita" and Steph saying "I love girls!" (I know they're going to kill me for this...) I just don't know. As for me, I know I've changed alot since the time I was with the ELITE. I've lost alot of my interest for anime (I just keep track of Hayao Miyazaki now), I was never into yoai, and I'm hardly online anymore thanks to school and work. So I don't talk to them much anymore because it feels as if I just don't have that much in common with them now. I donno... again it's all just so weird!! Yes I am the lone MooFoo... but as long as I have Toasterboy and Bef by my side I'll be happy. Wednesday, August 01, 2001
ARGH! I think I'm just going to take a van to the Survivor island and camp out with the possee there...or the hotel that's only a few miles from where they stay. So much shit has been driving me nuts lately, especially my crap called a job. The supervisor (Doris) has been out last week and this past monday. This means that nothing has been accomplished in that time (cuz everyone that works there is a lazy asshole) and every day has been a bad day at work for me. Then Doris announces today that she's retiring the first of September. That's a good/bad thing. Good because we need someone who will put some fire under everyone's butt and make them WORK for their pension, but we might just get another Doris, someone who isn't cut to be strict. So I'm not exactly sure where that's going. I really don't want to go to ENC1101 today. We're taking a grammer test...blech. The professor is trying to prep everyone for the standardized test that the students have to take in their sophmore year. Thankfully I'll be out of here by then, but he has to drill us by doing impromtu writings and the grammer test. I'd rather write an essay. |
