Thanksgiving Traditions....
finally posted


















"smack that"

Marry X-mas...
only child style...

no, marry like in a chick's name you moron...

so it's Christmas, and that means...well, nothing much for me. i was totally going to ignore the day, just rake it up as some normal Sunday (yes i know it's Monday but i feel as if i were to think about it actually being a Monday i would then start mourning Tumbleweed and wanting Comedy Caravan to fill the void..neither of which are possible today). But then, then i was woken up by text messages, starting as early as 8am, wishing me a merry Christmas - well it would have been a merry day had i not been interrupted from my sleep state...

but i suppose being woken up from my sleep is actually what i am looking for lately...it seems as though my weird dream phenomena streak is continuing...for all week I've been troubled by dreams that seem all too surreal, the people, occurrences, emotions felt...ughh, it's enough to make me not want to go to sleep at night, or take pills to make me not dream - but i love my dreams oh so much, it's always fun to wake up in the morning and remember those crazy little details of all the strange happenings of when you were unaware...

but these dreams, these dreams can burn...an obvious psychological deduction would be that there's a lot unresolved issues in my past i had repressed..something that has been bottled up to the point where it is exploding in my subconscious...

you know, i do the best i can with what the people give me, i can't change the way people think, or the way they act, all i can do is try my best, giving them multiple opportunities to fix things..after that it's out of my hands..i just wished my mind thought that as well...

so back to this commercialized day...i had to explain the significance of this day vs new years to some foreigner i met in the rec center..he was confused as to why things were closed and nobody was going out today, but on new year's everything is packed.

so my day consisted of sitting around watching movies all day...i made very very few phone calls, maybe three, one included was my mother...and she talked to me for an hour..notice the way i stated that, she talked to me for an hour, rambling on and on about any random thing possible and giving the most over needed detail to only go on longer than needed...the highlight though came from her response to my x-mas dinner...

my dinner, well, all day meal - eggnog, 5-cheese freschetta pizza, and ice-cream = two kinds....ohhh, and then i cracked open a bottle of my wine (only because i saw people in one of the movies drinking a beer and suddenly i had the temptation to have a drink myself, can we say alcoholic?)

another highlight came from when i called amber out for not paying attention to me on the phone..she tried to make a comment on a topic that was being discussed, but it came a little too late, i let her finish her statement and rebutted with 'nice save but i've already changed the subject, care to comment on that?' ohhh, you know she's supposed to be the one who loves me, i expect TJ not to listen to me because he never pays attention while on the phone, and i know when i'm talking to him i'm really just saying it for my own benefit...but amber? really? come on! for her sake she will say at least she tried to humor me and comment on the topic that was being discussed mere moments ago, but we all know how i am and she knows how to keep up

so the movie's on the docket are Red Dragon, American Psycho, and possibly a third depending on how much time i spend online and playing NCAA..great huh? fuck it's a beautiful life...











"well, just don't spike the eggnog - why not? - cuz you said you were all alone, so there wouldn't be anyone to appreciate your drunk - that's why i got a cell phone mother"

I Don't Want Kids...
well, not currently..

as in for the future i would not like kids....

i should really discuss this with my wife first, but i'll continue anyways...so lately i've been in this mood where i really do not want to bring a child into this world.




Marry X-mas...
only child style...

no, marry like in a chick you moron...

so it's christmas, and that means...well, nothing much for me. i was totally going to ignore the day, just rake it up as some normal sunday (yes i know it's monday but i feel as if i were to think about it actually being a monday i would then start mourning Tumbleweed and wanting Comedy Caravan to fill the void..neither of which are possible today). But then, then i was woken up by text messages, starting as early as 8am, wishing me a merry christmas - well it would have been a merry day had i not been interrupted from my sleep state...

but i suppose being woken up from my sleep is actually what i am looking for lately...it seems as though my weird dream phenomena streak is continuing...for all week i've been troubled by dreams that seem all too sureal, the people, occurances, emotions felt...ughh, it's enough to make me not want to go to sleep at night, or take pills to make me not dream - but i love my dreams oh so much, it's always fun to wake up in the morning and remember those crazy litle details of all the strange happenings of when you were unaware...

but these dreams, these dreams can burn...an obvious psychological deduction would be that there's a lot uneresolved issues in my past i had repressed..something that has been bottled up to the point where it is exploding in my subconscience...

you know, i do the best i can with what the people give me, i can't change the way people think, or the way they act, all i can do is try my best, giving them multiple oppurtunities to fix things..after that it's out of my hands..i just wished my mind thought that as well...

so back to this commercialized day...i had to explain the significance of this day vs new years to some foreigner i met in the rec center..he was confused as to why things were closed and nobody was going out today, but on new year's everything is packed.

so my day consisted of sitting around watching movies all day...i made very very few phone calls, maybe three, one included was my mother...and she talked to me for an hour..notice the way i stated that, she talked to me for an hour, rambling on and on about any random thing possible and giving the most overneeded detail to only go on longer than needed...the highlight though came from her responce to my x-mas dinner...

my dinner, well, all day meal - eggnog, 5-cheese freschetta pizza, and ice-cream = two kinds....ohhh, and then i cracked open a bottle of my wine (only because i saw people in one of the movies drinking a beer and suddenly i had the temptation to have a drink myself, can we say alcoholic?)

another highlight came from when i called amber out for not paying attention to me on the phone..she tried to make a comment on a topic that was being discussed, but it came a little too late, i let her finish her statement and rebutted with 'nice save but i've already changed the subject, care to comment on that?' ohhh, you know she's supposed to be the one who loves me, i expect TJ not to listen to me because he never pays attention while on the phone, and i know when i'm talking to him i'm really just saying it for my own benefit...but amber? really? come on! for her sake she will say at least she tried to humor me and comment on the topic that was being discussed mere moments ago, but we all know how i am and she knows how to keep up

so the movie's on the docket are Red Dragon, American Psycho, and possibly a third depending on how much time i spend online and playing NCAA..great huh? fuck it's a beautiful life...











"well, just don't spike the eggnog - why not? - cuz you said you were all alone, so there wouldn't be anyone to appreciate your drunk - that's why i got a cell phone mother"

I'm Taking November/December Off!
wait, what? who ha?

I've danced my last dance, had my fun with mary - jane, and any other girls names you can think of, lived like a rockstar minus the alcohol but plenty of STD's...now what?

For many people, it's hard from them to grasp the concept of "taking a month off" - who does that? Well, I don't know if it's been done before, but I sure as hell am doing it now...Why you ask, just because...

As I stated in the opener I've had my fun this summer, one of my better ones, so where do we go from here. I did have plans of going to Florida, but those fell through into the dark shades of other people, never to be found again. That did put a sting into my "invincible" drive I was riding. I got greedy and started believing in my own propaganda, and in reality this "month off" is more of a distraction of failure for me to regroup. It's only a momentary setback into the life that is Jason Angus, I'll be back on my feet in no time, somewhere- anywhere, with anything being possible.

School? Why does everyone in the world want me to return to school...is that something that we all must do before we die...well, I attended, it wasn’t my cup of tea, so I left. Does that make me any less of a person who did graduate -possibly. I've always viewed the lesser, stupid, majority of people to be not up to my standards - and god help them should they have not did well in school...ever walk down the hall and smell that stench in the air, the air of ignorance and stupidity...yeah, well I hated them and I always thought I would be better than the mass and attend (and graduate) at some prestigious university.

Enter UofM. Sure UofM is a great school, highly selective to get into, even though it is a public school with over 30,000+ students...but, I wanted some quick path to my degree, not this run around elective bullshit that had nothing to do with anything besides pissing me off. That and the fact that the times, they were a changing. What once used to be something esteemed, now it appeared that any 'ol Joe-fuckface was graduating with some sort of degree in LS&A...

So now what? What lies before me...as I have always stated I'm a jack of all trades yet a master of none, so where does that place you in life? Of course I'd like to have some sort of career path that provided me with a lot of money - yes I am that superficial...but that's only because I have these crazy spontaneous needs that want to be fulfilled. I mean I have bought a new phone ever year and a half now going on six years, and these are always the expensive top of the line phones too. I'm a gadget freak what can I say.

But I also want to be ale to have fun in my job. If not have fun there be able to do what I want in my free time, whatever that may be - again providing the financial situation to allow for this to be possible.

So it seems I'm stuck behind a rock and a hard place - not wanting to go to college for anything, yet realizing you just about need that today like in the past you needed a high school diploma to do anything...don't get me wrong, I love to learn about new things, I'm just not the self-taught man. I mean sure I'll pick p on things but I prefer when people sit down and explain things to me (kinda sounds like school eh?)

I've always wanted to do something big with my life, right now it seems as if I'm living the dream - but it's everyone else's dreams I am living, I've got to figure out what mine are and start living those. Until that happens I'm just gonna be searching everywhere possible, doing everything possible in hopes that I may be able to track it down...I won't know what's right until I eliminate all the other options.












"I don't want to sell anything, buy anything, or process anything as a career. I don't want to sell anything bought or processed, or buy anything sold or processed, or process anything sold, bought, or processed, or repair anything sold, bought, or processed. You know, as a career, I don't want to do that."

Best Win Ever…
..oh, and lots of drama…

Seriously the best comeback in sports history happened last night

Let’s get right down to it, matt drapper was hosting a little “Finals are Over/I’m Graduating” Party at his place, and naturally TJ and I were invited – rather this was one of TJ’s infamous moments of, “Oh yeah, forgot to tell you but we’re going over to Drapper’s tonight”, and because I carry absolutely no clought in this relationship I just roll with the punches.

So we get to Drapper’s with the pretense that if it’s just Matt jerking off with Adam and his girlfriend we would be leaving at 2 – which gave us 22 minutes…luckily however the party was not a bust (well, not yet)…we were greeted and almost instantly challenged to Beer Pong Vs the House Champs – drapper and his friend…

TJ won the series of Rock/Paper/Scissors, which ultimately decided who was to go first in the match for the title of the world. Our team name – The Jedi’s, and the irony of the teammates would come from our attire – TJ was wearing his Ohio State Sweatshirt and I my UofM hoodie..ohhh the comradery. The game got off to a promising start, TJ striking first making it one cup one the second round, but it was answered right back by the House Champs. The House Champs would then go on an unabated streak that finally ended with my first score of the game, but by then it was our 8 Cups to their 4 Cups, and both TJ and Drapper had lost interest in the game…but the other kid and I decided to continue on in the spirit of the game and drinking – I was willing to go down in a ball of flames before throwing in the towel…

The game continued on at a slow pace, with both the other kid and I not making any of our shots, but that would soon change and as would The Jedi’s ‘Luck’, or rather force. All of a sudden the game clicked for me and I utilized the force to hone in on the skill of throwing a ping-pong ball into a plastic cup. I was starting to make one ball every round, with the other shot just barely missing – one literally went into the cup and bounced right out, robbed – and it was usually on the first shot I got it. In four rounds of play the Champs (with Drapper coming into play every now and then to finish me off) were able to match me on three accounts – that made the score Jedi’s=4 Champs=1…and this was when the true champions were born. It was my turn, I fired the first ball and made it (as I said it was wasn’t uncommon for me to make the first shot in this series), but almost immediately I fired the second ball. The other kid didn’t even have his hand out of the first cup when the other ball went in. I was ecstatic, not only did I just bring the game within reach, making it a close game 2-1, but by making both shots Team Jedi regained possession of the two balls. I ran to TJ to tell him of the news and gave him a ball to throw.

Happy to know that we still had a chance at victory he threw and made it in! Seeing him come off the bench in this clutch moment and knocking out the first cup, I passed on my ball to him for another shot. Feeling the pressure he threw it up and it just missed. The Champs now had a chance to knock out their last cup and shut us out. With a 1 – 1 game a lot of options were available to us that were running threw my mind. Even with a virtual make by the Champs we still had some outs to tie it up. Drapper was first to throw getting really into the game now since he saw how badly their lead was blown. His toss was up but it was way over shot! TJ and I were doing everything possible to distract the Champs attention as they threw. The other kid threw right after Drapper and his bounced shortly before the cup! Now TJ and I both had the balls and were ready. TJ again fired first with a rocket straight shot and it went in! We went into a premature celebration forgetting about the possibilities the other team still had. Drapper took one of the balls to attempt to make in, but missed! Then someone mentioned how I still had yet to throw from our turn when TJ knocked out the last cup.

So there I was, the pressure was on, with this shot I could shut out The Champs possibility of an overtime. If I were to miss the Champs would still have the other kid as an option to make the shot, putting us in sudden death, but the Champs would not be able to win in that round with a miss from me seeings how Drapper had thrown in an attempt to tie moments ago. So shifting over to my right in the doorframe and pushing back the crowd in the kitchen with my left hand I raised my right hand up holding the ball between my thumb and index finger…knowing I didn’t have much time before those behind me in the kitchen would get restless as drunks get and stumble their way out and into me I fired a shot similar to the fashion that of TJ’s…it was a bullet and it was dead on! With that shot we sealed our victory and the celebration began. I jumped up and down twice, with the second bounce being caught in midair by TJ, where he began to hump me against the wall..we were victors and it was amazing.

Then the drama happened..something with someone….drunk people who like to start things that were forgotten and put rightfully so in the past…So TJ, Joe, Steph, and myself all departed to Yogi’s, leaving the drama behind and going somewhere else where we weren’t the enemy..

After all that, my night came to a close..well kinda..i got back to the apartment and watched Swingers with commentary then went over to the nice rec center to read and type this up…










"I made her a drink!”

Greatest Night Ever....
..ever...

for reals, this monday night was the saving grace for this entire 2 month off drought...

Internet Down..
be back later...

no, for reals..talk about good timing

in the meantime, enjoy this craziness.....

http://media.www.bsudailynews.com/media/storage/paper849/news/2006/11/28/News/Do.They.Have.What.It.Takes.To.Be.Muncies.Finest-2509539.shtml?sourcedomain=www.bsudailynews.com&MIIHost=media.collegepublisher.com










"for reals?"

Fucking MTV!!!!
why's it got to be so hard...

and why does everything suck tonight/this morning

So after the fucking geek patrol left the rec center i had the liberty of changing the channel on the tv...just flipping through and i came across the mTV channel...a band was playing that caught my attention..they weren't anything really good, but it was synthy with a decent drum and bass beat...so it had potential...i waited patiently watching the entire video without being distracted by anything to catch the group's name..well guess what, mTV doesn't like to put the names of the artists or song title for the videos they are playing...if you are lucky they'll post it at the beginning, but that really doesn't help out that much if your eyes aren't glued onto the screen..i can be sitting here, a song will start with some slow and quiet introduction, when it finally gets going i'll look up, but the title will be fading...and then there is nothing at the end of the video...

what the fuck is wrong with the world, honestly, things shouldn't be this hard....whatever happened to waiting a few seconds, showing the title and all that jazz, and then at the end of the song, putting it up again...and there was a show once, i remember this, that had the artist name and song title up there for the entire song...what the shit people...

i even went so far as to look up on mtv.com to see if they listed the currently played videos or something like that..nope, no such luck...today has not gotten off to a good foot, and it has yet to start..











"i'm gonna throw this macbook across the room..."

This! is why I don't Post!!!
..fucking blogger...

fucking piece of shit false sense of security....

so i was typing up a blog and perusing the web at the same time, yes i know i hate to get interrupted or stop once i get going but this wasn't too vital, i was just trying to get into sync...anyways, i was looking at some videos, finding more of me dancing at CP, and one of the videos killed my browser and there it all went..all 8 of my tabs...wtf mate!?

so i re-open firefox and bring up my blogger account...go to the posts part and use the tool to "recover post" and what does it do...nothing...still a blank canvas for me to post on...wow...way to think that the recover post tool may actually work and my post may not be lost...

you know, this happened last night as well...so this just makes me really mad now...fuck this shit..











"fuck blogger....i quit"

Am I in a Timewarp???
..or is the world just stupid...

somebody just tell me what's going on, i just woke up...

Alright so i know that my day/time was all messed up, but for reals, this is just weird...so yes i got up really late today, who even knows what time 6pm? but in all fairness i went to bed at 11am, just as others days were beginning, or about to, mine was ending....i guess it's right there where the problem begins and thus is my timeline for punishment, follow with me...

i eventually wake, do whatever it is i do...3am rolls around (for the record i wrote out the three and followed it with am, yeah, try to do that and make sense...) and TJ strolls in so i gather my things and start to head to the rec center with the hope that the geek squad or any individual member was not there...as i exit the apartment TJ makes a comment saying that the geeks should be long gone by now since it was so late, they have their geeky things to do and would be asleep...my mind instantly flashed to the scene in Back to the Future III when Marty is concerned about running into the movie theater Indians and Doc tells him he isn't thinking fourth dimensionally......so once i make it to the rec center those Indians will be in the past...

well check out these mother fuckers, i walk into the rec center lacking a sense of worriedness and who do i see, well the whole flippin' gang was there - Geeks 1 & 2 along with Geekettes 1 & 2 - and to top if off they've been drinking...the effeminate Fred look-a-like geek #2 being the drunkest...great...i was about three seconds away from covering my balls and going to the rec center across the street, but i persevered and stayed...partly because i am lazy and the fear of going to the rec center i've never been in before just scared me into staying...and it looked like the geeks were finishing up..hopefully...

so i sat at the table surfing the web to block out the geeks touching each other, i went to a high school that didn't have walls, i've been trained to tune out anything...so online i noticed something even stranger....it appeared as if people were living as if it were afternoon...i read many away messages that went something like "eating lunch brb" or "off to work, back for dinner with the girls" and so forth...but those were away messages for people who had them, as in, there were plenty of people online without away messages and were not idle..

so here i am, after being up for only a couple hours or so, going to sleep in the afternoon and waking up in what appeared to be the same time...i don't find anything more disturbing than being confused by time....this wasn't to the extent of what normally gets to me...like waking up after accidentally falling asleep, looking at the clock, seeing it says something like 1030 and you were supposed to be somewhere at 8...but it's 8 as in the next day, you're still on the same day you fell asleep in, you don't need to get ready for school or work or anything like that...and that little bit of panic and stress makes the nap you just took null and void...

so i got nothing left to say, and i have no idea where i was going with this...it's actually 830 in the morning as i finish up this post...when i started the original one at 330...yeah, this is the third time i have wrote this post, getting only to the same point every time...and you all know how much i hate re-writing a post....











"Who needs clocks, because when i'm with you, time stands still..."

I Am Powerless...
it's like kryptonite..

I'm i getting old or am i losing it?

So december is here, yay...whatever











"When I was faster I was always behind..."

A New Post for the Ages...
..it'll be lost on everyone

the more things are possible, the less likely we are to do them

ughhhh, so i got to get back into the groove of writing, in some form or another. At Cedar Point i lost the access to blog so i took up the age old art of writing down..with pen and paper...but the season grew on, i got busier - both with work and my social life - and writing died...you'd think with more going on in my life i'd have more to write about, but no, the two are inversely related...

anyways, when the season went to weekends only i had a good four days of relaxation at a time..time to pick up the journaling once again..but low and behold i was having problems with the system. any blog i tried to upload wasn't going through - even old posts i had saved as drafts back before i left for CP weren't going through...this troubled me for some time...i started implementing the "Notes" option on Facebook as some sort of blogging device...i liked it for the simple fact that if people were to read their news feed it would tell them i had made a new note and they should go and check it out...reaching out to a larger group of people in a community where they already were....but it wasn't until thanksgiving when i finally met up with the man himself zach baiel when he told me what my problem was..something along the lines of the FTP server address had changed, whatever.

So now i'm back..but better than before, hardly. this way of movable type is lost on me still...i'd like to get back into it all...i mean i have had the inkling to start writing again, and when i say writing i mean like something worthwhile - all my past ideas that are now collecting dust i want to blow off and rekindle a fire with...all those little movie ideas and everything else..it's what i want to do, yet i'm not ready for it - if i were to attempt anything now it would be pure crap....

ughh, but what's the use, this is more therapeutic than anything else - i guess i'll have to just keep on keeping on and we'll just wait and see what comes out..











"Your efforts will go on justly rewarded"

Do I Care?
..cuz i thought i did

but i suppose the real question is, how did i get left out, or let myself get out?

So i like to peruse the internet, it's becoming a friend of mine lately, and one of the many things i like to check out is facebook - who's not guilty of that? well i get the news feed - because i fucking like it! - and i notice something that seems a little off to me. i'm always seeing little news feeds about how this one group of my friends all comment on each other's walls, are adding pictures of each other, and planning events. these people i worked and partied alongside with at Cedar Point...we were a close nit little group, hell, my CP baby's momma and CP wife are in this group i'm talking about, but it seems as though my connections with the group have been cut. I can't explain it...i mean it's not like the distance thing is a factor, you got people from all over still talking and meeting up...

so it got me thinking...is this a bad on my part...did i not try to keep in contact with anyone...you know what, no, i'm not taking the blame for this...i've probably made the last contact with all those people anyways, i did my part, reached out my hand..if they don't wanna respond to it, to hell with them....

ohhhhh, which brings up another major pain i am dealing with....the lack of response from people i try and talk to...but i will save that for another day...

anyways, i've lost all my thoughts, and this wasn't very coherant, but i need to start writing again.....ughhhhh











"ughhhhhhhhhh"

I'm Baaaaack...
Oh Yeah...


i suppose my blog coming back to life is the only good thing that will happen to me in November.

well, this isn't anything special, i just wanted to let everyone know i can upload my posts again..but due to the lack of updating i am sure that i have lost any readers i may have had...way to go Cedar Point and FTP server changes...











laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaame

The End is Near...
..but so is the beginning..

And I am becoming more alive with every last breath

Macbook macbook macbook pro...i just got, my macbook pro!!!











It's four o'clock *said hysterically*

06/06/06
and a Tuesday...

This is was suppposed to be my wedding date, but we'll see what happens...

If Only I Knew...
I wouldn't be making these decisions..

once again I am gone...

I hate change, probably moreso then the next guy, but it seems the last part of my life has been filled with all these changes, from places to who I am....this uncertainty is gonna be the death of me..

if only I knew some the answers, or was actually able to describe the way I feel about things, put an understanding to them, be able to categorize them, we might have a different situation...

everything is up in the air and even though I hate it, I know I will enjoy where I am, because no matter where I go I will always have some adventure...

So you all in a month..after that...I do not know













"Every passing second is a chance to turn it all around.."

A Mother of All Days...
what else would you expect?

tomorrow arrives sooner as each day ends quicker

So apparently the OG opens it's doors a half hour earlier than normal for this mother's day thing...amazing..so that meant I had to be at work at 1015, as did everyone else for the most part. Yeah it sucked getting up at a different time, it seems as if every morning shift I have had in the past month, at least, even shifts I picked up for others, always..always started at 1130..it was a rotation I could live with.

The morning sucked, lots and lots of parties..but Fabi and I got to work together on some tables together, us both being in Ecco..he was happy to be able to work side by side with me on my last hours at the OG - and since he does not work tomorrow, I would not being seeing him again..

but it seems as if we can't have any flawless days, can't go without making Jason flip out about something....so here's the deal - they sit an eleven top for Fabi and myself...well only five are there....so we wait and wait..meanwhile I have no other tables...then all of a sudden they double seat me...and of course, the rest of the party shows up as well...meanwhile the time has approached 4:00, which meant any day server was now cut and all replacements were on for this particular day...well my section moved to the exact opposite end of the restaurant..just like it did the other night..so I told the hosts please be aware of this, I have three tables in Ecco, do not seat me....so time passes and I saw one of my tables, 202 ironically enough, was set up for five with menus and everything...so I went to the hosts to ask about, they begged me to take it, telling me the party was over their quote time..I felt bad so I told the hosts they could seat the group, but please do not, do not give me any more tables than that....

so while that is going on, my other tables are being needy as fuck...and every salad I bring out to 531 has dressing in it...well as I go to check back on my table at 202, I notice 222 was sat, and I lost it...in a flash I was up at the host stand freaking out about it..I took the table, but I wanted to voice my opinion on the lack of communication and/or ignorance on their part...and after I greeted the table a couple hosts were standing near the wine hutch and I literally threaten to bludgeon the one host who sat me to death with the wine bottle I had in my hand..amazing (and some say they can't see me killing anyone...heat of the moment counts does it not?)

after that it was pretty much clear sailing....my tickets were all above fifty bucks which made me happy, tables were pleased with my service, and I wrapped up the night not only giving my close away to Kmart, but walking out with 135..not very good, but that was about average - nobody came out a winner today.

As I was closing up shop, getting my last tables to leave I was trying to figure out who worked tomorrow morning and who did not..those who weren't working I said my goodbyes to, and it didn't get emotional until I talked to Enrique...I asked him if he worked, he told me no so I told him goodbye for good..and he looked at me in that "he's speaking English" sort of way..and then once I explained to him that I was gone for good, he gave me the saddest look possible, and that's when the levees broke..how could I not tear up at the sad little teddy bear man whom I've come to know and love over the past two years...after that saying goodbye to people was a little difficult...it was a mess to have so many people in a public setting see me crying in sorts...

but my favorite part of the day was when my very first table asked me if I had told my mother Happy Mother's Day, or if I was going to, to which I told them my mother passed away..I'm such a horrible person...

I went home, feeling oh so dirty and therefore decided on showering..well what I intended to be a quick shower turned out to be a whole ordeal, what with the shaving and shampooing...I got dressed and embarked out looking for the lake they call lemon....

I drove and drove...turned around several times...the sun fell fast and the roads were harder to see, especially in this uncharted territory I was in...I would eventually find the roads I needed to go, crossed over a road with the lake on both sides of me, almost causing a panic attack, but found where I thought Crystal's party was at much much earlier....well the sign said the gates would lock at sunset, and this was well past it, so I made my way back through the fog all the way home...

once home I called my grandmother and my other mother, Mrs. Baiel - we talked briefly, just catching up, making sure everyone was doing ok - just me trying to extended to them what significance they make in my life..it was funny because Mrs. Baiel did not recognize my voice on the phone, and when asked who was calling I said Jason..still no idea..and so there I sat dumbfounded and at a loss for I tried to call and do a good thing and it wasn't working out at all...but then I snapped out of my pity and exclaimed, "my name is Angus" realizing then that my mentioning of my last name was the only way to be remembered. after that was said it was all good and of course she knew who I was...

coincidentally enough Zach ended up calling me later...we had a nice talk about things and I truly miss having him around..he has such a brilliant mind and I hate distance for f'ing us because we truly do need to be together, before we get old and can't do nearly half the shit we can/might get away with now..

pretty much just killed some time, talked to Amber - she hated me for a name I called her (MB), got a sad voicemail about a bunny, then 1am came around and so did Lauren..we had decided on watching Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, a brilliant film might I say..she had never seen it and made a mention of wanting to see it the other day when she was over, so now was the time, and the place was mine as well...which I will state for the record was an interesting conversation..

we watched the movie, only having to restart it once, and that was when we were only five minutes into because we got distracted by imdb...right off the bat Lauren liked the movie..which was weird because she hadn't even made it into the opening credits before coming to this conclusion...but she has remarkable judgment and calls them like they are..in the end she was pleased with the movie, although the ending for her was lacking, she wasn't a fan of it, but when questioned what she would have liked, she really didn't know...

after the movie we watched an informercial about some incredible electronic knife thing...which lead into us playing Loser..which lead into her looking through my albums and us talking about music..and then she realized what time it was and went home...

so as awake as I was at 530 in the morning, I stayed up only a bit longer, maybe to type this up, and went to bed..I had a big day ahead of me tomorrow...













"You know Hitler would be rolling in his grave if he wasn't alive and well somewhere in Argentina.."

Was it Really Friday?


So the entire day was a wild one, and I'm starting to wonder what's up

So I woke up having a nice five hour nap, if you can call it that....four to five hours is pretty much the teetering point of calling it a nap and an actual amounts worth of real rest. As i am getting ready for work i get a phone call from some random 812 number, so i reluctantly answer, it's Mira, my salon..they were wondering if i still planned on coming in for my hair appointment. WTF? So i argue with them because i was told Saturday morning, i remember the confussion, because the girl as she closing the conversation said something about Friday and i corrected her, and she agreed and say, "oh you're right, Saturday"....so now i'm pissed, they ask me to come in right then, i told them i was going to work that's why saturday was better...whatever, I've had the same girl cut my hair for well over a year and this is how i get treated, fuckers

So I went to work and did my standard crap there...and right off the bat i was upset, i was on the family table, the only section in the restaurant that wil piss me off....so i just ignore it and i great my table...then within minutes the hosts are pissing me off...the person in the family table section with me was due in fifteen minutes after me...and they are seating their section to have me pick them up..then when the other person does come in they give her a seven top at the family table, which usually gets to me, but this time i sent me over the edge because the party going to that table consisted of Asa and his friends, so that tip would have been good..i remembering going up to the host stand and telling them to "fuck off and die, just fuck off and die" and there was the last of my acknowledgment of the host staff....

So i eventuially get off of work, make my way home and am extremly tired...K-mart wanted to hang out sand i told her she could come overto keep me warm bacause i was gonna lay down on my couch, watch TV, and pass out....well she never came over, and pass out i did, ignoring all alarms and even silencing the TV...when i awoke it was 530, and i was supposed to pick up a shift for jeremy that statrted at 5..nice...

so i roll into thre OG at 6, sleep lines all over my face, and i just play it off...well because i was late they moved me out of the section i was supposed to be in and moved me into two-top hell...whatever, i didn't care..but i made the most of it, there was another just as bad section, the one in the back corner of Ecco, that was also up for grabs...so i told the hosts, let's play a game, keep Jason full by seating him all the two tops, not only for his section, but thw two two-tops in the back corner...so there i was, rocking five two tops all night long...the new host Ashley who was seating me, with the help of Kathleen, did an amazing job, i told her i wanted her to have my babies...she kept me so full at one point i was quadruple sat..

then the freak out part came...so i get cut, but Chase wants me to close for him, and since i missed the dorr being open i told him if he got me a smoke break i would close for him - shocked at what her heard, he made it happen..well eventually...the hosts realized i wasn't cut anymore and they basically triple sat me when i already had one table..so as i am getting them all straightened out, they seat Chase's section..and nobody knows who has it..so i ended up taking my fifth table, and having to run on total opposite ends of the restuarant, complete and opposiute ends...

so just as i needed everything right then and there, it all crashes on me...several of my tables food is coming up, people are wanting to switch beverages, more breadsticks are wanted, and of course they are burning in the oven..so i am freaking out, trying to get everytihng together..and i needed a boat of alfredo...i called for that things like five time before i finally walked up to the line and requested it..and there i saw Ian smiling, slowly putting on his gloves...and i am calling for it, calling for it, becoming more and more impatient, pleading to him with my situation..then i lose it, i call for it and throw the tray that was parked in front of my across the alley, then i walk away and go check on 202, when i get there i find out that someone has taken their order because they had been sitting there awhile since i last had been there...so i make my way to the back and chase meets up with me, hands me the paper that Cassidy tok the order on..and i was so in a frenzy that i couldn't ready it, and she walked past and itold her i'm sorry but i can't read this..she has fine handwriting but i was probably to the point i saw red, ok, maybe not that extreme, but writen words excaped me...

all in all it worked out just fine..i closed, but Doug cut me at quarter til 11 because i no longer had tables..i stayed and chatted it up with TJ who was behind the bar...then our conversation got interupted by Chantel who came back to help TJ, so i peaced out..i made my way home and as soon as i walked in the door i had a gin&tonic in my hand...as promised i called Lauren, only to let her know i was drinking alone and to expect a drunk dial later...so i picked out a movie, Lost in Translation, and made a seat on the couch...i didn't make it thirty minutes into the movie before i started recieving texts and calls from people all over.i had originally started to make plans for Kmart to come over, but as soon as other people called i had to stop and figure out what was going on...i talked with Amber for a majority of it all, she even kept me company as i walked over to Nick's to meet up with Lauren.

yeah yeah, while amber was talking to me, Lauren was texting me, "trying" to get me to come out to nick's with her...so i arrived, got another G&T from the bar and bought Lauren a Heinekin, she was drinking beer tonight and wasn't about to switch over to liquer. We were only there for a bit longer before someone decided to go over to Sports...so we made the looooong walk on over to Sports (now that in my mind would be a crawl) Brandy almost was denied access, but we did make our way in...as soon as we walked in i saw RockMyWorldRachel and Emily from Tumbleweed..later i found out TabtheBlonde was working and i met up with her later...

So i made my way back over to the girls and Brandy handed me a G&T, making me very happy....we went out onto the patio and sat around, me freezing, but there we sat...we were there long enough for us to finish our drinksand we were back on the walk...we were going to someone's house, i forget the name, but Lauren is always over there..so we walked, and i pointed out the fact that we keep getting further and further away from my house, and i walked to the bars....

we got to the house, located on 12th and Lincoln, i remember making a text to Kmart asking here where she lived because i swore it was nearby, but i never recieved a reply. we hung out there for a long time, well longer than we were at any of the bars for...Lauren and i talked some more, she made the comment on how we had switched roles, she was the talkative one now and i was more to myself..she didn't think i was having fun, but i told her it was a change of sceneery, and as a conservative republican i am not a fan of change, so i would have to warm up to it all, i was just people watching in the mean time... which brings to my next point...Lauren has been the only person in my experince to actual pin me as a republican just from a look, and maybe a conversation at work or two...it seems as if everyone else around me has this common misconception that i am some sort of crazed liberal...whatevs...

whatever, the night grew on and Lauren knew she needed to get some rest, she actually had to work in the morning..so round 4 her and i left, she was gonna give me a ride back to my place..so we walked to her car over by yogi's and she drove me in her little red cougar back to my place..and as i was giving hre the directions she started to freak out a bit..apparently she is always over where i live, he boyrfriend was staying with this guy named Nick, and Nick is the guy who drives that frickin' Scion Van that's always parked in front of the place..so we sat there and talked, being wierded out by how small of a world it really is...and now that i thought about it, i do remember seeing that little red cougar in front of my place, it only stood out because there are only three red cars that ever park out in front of my building, and they all have some sort of significance to me...

so we sat there talking and Lauren finally asks, "well, do you want me to park somewhere and come in?" so we did just that

I woke up well before any of my alarms went off, but that didn't mean i wanted to actually get up out of bed..a thousand things to do, and yet here i lay...i did make it to work, at 1130 for a shift i picked up for Darrell...things weren't bad and i still made forty dollars, so no complaints really...

So on my break I went over to BDubs trying to have lunch yet again with Crystal..well as i got there she was already out of uniform but was having lunch with one of her designer friends, and so i joined them. The funny part about it all was as i walked into the restaurant "Somebody Told Me" was playing, and i thought to myself, "again really wow..." and at that moment while Cystal was in the back she heard the song and she had the thought of, "I wonder if Jason is coming or not.." and seconds later there i was..weird...

Lunch was good, i got to play the trivia game versus nobody, and I won! I didn't get a lunch discounted hookup, i missed it by a minute apparently, but Crystal still got me a drink and some wedges..we talked, it was good, and she was trying to get me to buy her car..I can see myself in a yellow convertible Mustang......

After lunch I spent the better part of an hour trying to find a store that sold Exotic Blend Camels...let me save you the trouble and say I only found one place, it was next to the OG, but they didn't have a very good selection, only three flavors to choose from, but apparently they are getting Mandarin Mint tomorrow, so it's all good...

Back at work I made a flyer about the party tonight...remember from the other night, Crazy Horse, phone droppage...yeah, that party...so everyone now thinks TJ is having as party at his place - I texted him to let him know, and from that point on ew had to lie to everyone who asked..and you know me, i could not keep a straight face, and i just laughed when Char was asking about it...amazing how retarded yet funny this will be...

but TJ is a horrible liar and people soon found out it wasn't at his place, but yet that there was a party still going on..the night turned to sucky when Fabian came up to me and trold me i was going to be doing a reverse follow..awesome, and i wanted to make money tonight..

So i followed around this douche rocket who sucks at life, or serving rather, that's all i know him as of yet...he's nervous, he's shaking, he's got tunnel vision, and he's not smart....there was a time at the bar he put a drink on his tray, tried and tried to lift it up, and as he got it to his shoulder i remember asking someone to follow me with a broom and a dustpan because i knew he was gonna drop the tray..and right after i barely got those words out he's walking away and the tray is leaning..and soon the glasses start to fall over and i run and and swipe the try from him and throw it onto my shouler pushing the glasses back upright...amazing.

i'm not gonna lie, the hosty

Work was a blast...wait, you can't detect sarcasm with this movable type here...but if you know me, then you would have picked up on that already, so F off and die (theme of the month now)..yeah, I worked with two certain somebody's who shall remain nameless..awkward yes, especially when you accidentally make eye contact with each other and then regret it for the rest of the day, wanting to rip your eyes out and step on them while pissing all over the walls...graphic much?

Anyways, the creepy part of the day was prior to work, i was on my way out to my car, shuffling through my keys as i left the apartment, and i stop dead in my tracks....my apartment key has found its way back on to my key ring...now i know what you are thinking, "Jason, a key is a key, and I've seen your key ring, you gots lots of keys, how you would ever notice if one was missing or put onto it" Vaild point, but if you have ever seen my apartment key you would not be making such statements, it stands out like a sore thumb, so when it's there, you notice it...whatever

so it made it's way on my ring, how it got there or when it got there i am not too concerned about, creepy, but whatever, what gets me is the fact that the party who had possession of the key is as much wanting to avoid me as i am avoiding everyone else...wow, can't face up to your own injustices so you have to hide yourself..who's the bad guy now???

Work eventually wrapped up and i made my way over to Buffalo Wild Wings in hopes of having Crystal serve me my lunch like we had planned on. As i walk into the place i see Crystal and she's happy to see me, but as i approach her i can tell she is getting ready to check out, so no lunch today, but we stand there and talk..then she gets the idea to take me in the back to have her help her with her sidework..i'm a glutton for punishment, especially when it comes to ladies...so with the manager's ok we went back there and made two ounce salsa dishes, a crap load of them...everyone who walked by had no idea what was going on, why was there a guy, in an olive garden uniform minus the nametag, in the back of the kitchen..yeah, since Crystal has been there since the store opened and they love her, she gets away with everything, including making her own schedule...

So after all that was finished i waited for her back up front, when she came back she had a flashy button for me and a togo box with wedges, boneles chicken, and a togo cup..it was amazing..i have such an intricate system with all these people i know...networks man,m that's what it is all about...i wonder if this is a profession.....

after work i went home and took a nap, when i awoke i found out they were having a Top Chef marathon and began watching that...shortly after










"We're just sitting around, drinking some ........."

Not Going Out with a Bang....
..less it's a gun to my head...

So long story short, work sucked.

My day started off early, somewhere around the time my alarms went off, ten am for some reason. I eventually got up only because I remembered I left a body out in the living room, whether or not it would be there would be to my surprise. Andrea was still there, she was just waking up as well. I didn't have anything to say, and wasn't really expecting to see her in the morning, so she kinda through my day for a loop...so all I ended up doing was getting ready for work and heading out.

I only had two tables, and one of those was an eight top which was supposed to be just mine but Tara butted her way into it, as she did with my last eight top...she is really getting on my nerves about this, but whatever, one more week til everyone can peace out.

I was out the door by one and back home...just as I started to settle down I ended up passing out again. I would wake up randomly being startled at the fact I was sleeping and wondering what time it was, worrying if I was late for work somehow..well I eventually got up very reluctantly and made my way down third.

I arrived at the OG and the place was as dead as heaven on a Saturday night. I told the hosts that if by chance they ever sat me to find me in the alley to inform me of such an act because I would be dicking around in the back or cleaning or something, and that I would not be on the floor to check, ever. In part it was to keep myself occupied, there really wasn't anyone to talk to, and I didn't feel like standing around, so I cleaned and organized the alley, and then everyone thought I was expoing, amazing, but it was also just as much to avoid certain people. as I cleaned I threw out the line, "if you got time to lean, you got time to fuck off and die", which actually got Drapper to do a little work..every little bit helps...

so then it's quarter to six and the new Amy chick comes in asks who has 502 because they had been sitting there for a long time...I flip out, throw my broom across the alley and storm out to the host stand ready to get blood stains on my uniform. as I get up there they hand me my goal card, I didn't get a chance to curse anyone out, just grabbed the blue piece of freedom and turned around..went back into the alley where Amy was telling me she got their drink orders, I told her "good, cuz they are yours", as I held up my card. I checked out and peaced out.

I got back home and got ready for margaritas later, blogged, called people, whatevs - but I just find it funny that I am still having to break into my house because someone won't call me or return my house key..whatever. Then some bad news was relayed to me, and margaritas were postponed..which eventually turned out not to happen at all - which was probably for the better because later I was told by RockMyWorld that Tumbleweed ran out of the Margarita mix..how lame

Anyways, 10 rolled around and I drove the minute over to Bear's Place to meet up with Darrell and TJ...Darrel and I got in, for free mind you because we are rockstars, and ther place was packed - had no idea from the parking lot though...so as we made our way down to the front we noticed some shady business with purses on the tables in the front, our tables..then as I am staring at this business I feel a tug on my pant leg and I look to see frickin' Kelly Q. we start talking and then I ask her if she knows what the deal with the purses is, apparently it's her friends...and then she trys to claim that this is where they sit every week, because they come every week..bullshit. not once have I seen her, and I am sure it goes the other way around as well..but whatever, we snag three chairs in the corner by the stage and we are set..

as people start to pile in, the douche rocket guys come and try to steal the front row where the purses are..and one guy accidentaly knocks over a table with the girls drinks on it..then words were exchanged and it was madness....admist all that I noticed one of the girls yelling was RockMyWorldRachel, we spoke briefly, but it was nice to see her again..she is actually starting to work Monday nights again, so next week when I go in, she will serve me...

anyways, three comedians, mediocre comedy, the last guy being old school and doing one liners - the first guy new to the scene and was very nervous to get going..all in all it was a night. Afterwards Darrell went over to Yogi's to meet up with his friends while TJ and myself went back to my place...we sat around for a bit just watching TV, then as it always happens, the futon played it's magical roll and made us sleepy...so TJ went about his way home and I got ready for bed, made an hour long phone call and passed out..













"You got time to lean, you got time to fuck off and die"

Last Days..
and tears at work..

An overly emotional day for a lot of reasons...

I don't know how I did it, but not only did I make it through the day, I was on time and nobody died. After getting only three hours of sleep from what became an even more fucked up night/morning I was back at it, working it OG style. I made a quick stop at Wal-Mart to pick up the pictures I dropped off before I left for Cedar Point and then jumped over to the Garden. I worked the morning shift in the bar with TJ, it was a good morning, we talked, everyone loved the pictures, I hated all my tables for tipping me 10%, but you know, it happens. Cuts were made and Cassidy and I went over to Subway to have lunch, which was different because I have never actually hung out with Cassidy, other than that one time she and her boyfriend came out to Comedy Caravan, back when people actually showed up..

After my hour break I went back to the OG and that's when all the confusion happened..so last week Amanda asked me if I could pick up her ToGo shift on Sunday night...well I was scheduled to work as a server all day..so she came up with some brilliant scheme that if she were to get my serving shift covered could I take her shift..so I said not a problem, as long as it gets approved by a manager..I mean technically I have never done togo before...so last night she calls me to tell me someone picked up the shift, ok....but the managers are really iffy on this whole thing and one person was going to allow it, the other said probably not..so they took Adam H off the floor and put him on Togo, therefore making him work straight through...I felt absolutely horrible for the whole thing but he said he wasn't mad at me...

so I picked up his section and that was fine, made better money in the night than in the morning, and my last last table knowing heather and our old manager Karl..I sold them two bottles of wine, to two drinking guests, amazing I know - the best part was they had a GSS..but the bad news to the night was a couple tables before the cool one I received my first ever complaint from a guest...

so as my story goes...I had a table of four, they were trashy people but whatever, not until they piss me off do they receive less than par service...so whatever, the food is up and Ian, em effing Ian runs out their food...Ian is one of two head culinary assistants, he's wanting to become a manager, has been to several openings and in fact he just came back from one, so his chefs jacket was full of pins...anyways, he runs out the food..they are talking to him about the pins, I get a pepper mill and come back...now the gentleman at the table is upset, he tells me his chicken alfredo looks like it does when he takes it him and microwaves it, it "has balls" (????) so I offer to get him some alfredo to freshen it up. he wasn't satisfied by that response, and just sat there with a dumb look on his face, then the other people at the table tell me he wants a fresh one, so I saw ok, and as I start to grab for it he makes his noise saying no, I'll just keep it, I know what happens, I'm not giving it to you, just get the alfredo....now I am in shock, but I comply cursing him out in the alley...

So I bring him the alfredo and things seem fine..I check back a few moments later and he pushes the dish at me telling me he is through with it, so I take it away telling him I will bring him a brand new one, he tells me he doesn't want one but I insist on it to make things better, then that's when he cops an attitude and gets loud saying he does not want another one and he wants that one taken off his bill..so I comply and walk away..and even though he has insulted me I make check backs on the table, but no eye contact towards the asshole, and I can tell something is awry in the air because every time I do check back they get shitty with me, and as I pull away from the table they start snickering...

so as I am boxing up their food I overhear them talking about how one of them went here for lunch and got everything comped, and the other got this for free because they weren't greeted fast enough and so forth..and I am standing there thinking, I am right here dumbasses, I will put this fork through your fucking eyes....

so I drop the check off, and do my standard routine, check back and the book hasn't been touched..I wait and wait, the book finally opens, but no money is inside, then after a bit there is, and when I check on them they tell me they are still talking, so I leave it...minutes pass and I am sat with a six top. So as I am going through with my greet and wine presentations I noticed the asshole get up and storm past me, all I can think is, oh, I bet they are ready to pay now...five minutes later I see randy got to the table and they get up and leave..so I go to the table to pick up whatever I can I notice the receipt, everything was comped...on a fifty dollar meal, the entire bill was now zip..not only that but they left me three dollars...

well I tried to get to randy to figure out what happened but he peaced out right after that, I was more outraged at the fact they complained than the tip, believe me...later I got together with matt who explained what the table told randy, and I was furious. in all my time serving I have never received a complaint from a table, if anything it's the exact opposite, people telling me how I've been the best server they have ever had....well, there was that one time my stalker emailed a ficticious and malicious complaint against me in my closing days at RR to get me fired before I moved to Bloomington, or the one time a group of on break employees sat behind a table I was serving and using unprofessional language, I got in trouble for that...but me personally...no..bullshit....

So as I am wrapping up my evening I notice April gathering her things, looking like she is getting ready to leave. so I approach her and tell her she can't leave without saying goodbye to me, where she replies with she wasn't leaving just yet, and that was not her intentions..so moments later we find each other in the alley and we begin to say our goodbyes, joking around saying how we'll never see each other again hoping the best for each other, yadda yadda yadda...so we embrace and I turn to walk away saying goodbye to which she comes back with, "have a nice life" - and I naturally start to agree, saying yeah you too, but mid-sentence the weight of that statement hits me..I stand there in utter shock and start to tear up..

now that phrase has been said to me before, but people would just say it, there was always a way of communication, whether be random visits, writing, or calling one another, simply having a cell phone number keeps a hope alive..but this was final, this was it, over and done with. and although we only knew each other for a month or so, not really hanging out or anything, not making an impact on each other's lives, knowing full well that this was it, I'll never see this person again, it is certain..that's what got to me, it's just as if she died.

So after work I went home to change and then made it on over to Upland to grab a drink with a small crew..nothing overly exciting happened, we just all sat around talking about shit that pisses us off, nothing out of the ordinary..and not only did I have a decent time at upland for once, I randomly found a beer I liked, Amber..go figure.

there was supposed to be stuff going on afterwards, but I had made plans with Andrea, she wanted to talk to me about the things that have been bothering her - and for the record I received so much shit for actually caring, or offering to lend an ear for someone...I'll be a martyr in every situation I suppose. so I got home, cooked a pizza and shortly after Andrea came over..she wanted me to put Who Framed Roger Rabbit in as she talked, so I complied....so told me everything and let me just say, intense...I would be in tears as well....I don't remember much, but somehow admist all that I passed out - I would laugh it was while she was talking to me - I did wake up later, somewhere around 4, a little disturbed by the fact I fell asleep not really remembering it, and that Andrea was asleep as well....but I stayed up to put things away, straighten up, and whatever else, I was wide awake..but somehow Andrea stayed asleep through all that and I covered her up on the futon and passed out.











"Have a nice life..."

It's All About Timing...
..and the lasts...


So the day started off kinda annoying, I forgot what it was like to iht the snooze button several times, and on the fifth time there was a knock at the door. the maintenance guys showed up to fix the A/C or something, i don't know, all i remember was trying to shoo a bunny back into the bedroom. I ironed Mindy's shirts while she hopped in the shower, then i made my way home realizing i didn't have much time before work either.

work was lame, i had a bianco section, not that many tables but still walked out with 40 bucks..i tipped out the hosts because there was no busser and they were doing the dirty work. i started becoming more annoyed being there as the day went on..and then when i had to cancel my eye appointment for tonight i got really irrate. i never am scheduled to work monday nights, so when the doctor told me there was a spot available monday night i jumped on it, granted it cuts into margarita time but hey, it happens. Wel they next date they had for me was this thursday, but i'm out of town til sunday...and i don't kno my schedule for next week..and after that i am gone...

so i cursed Pearle Vision for giving me the wrong prescription, i cursed the olive garden for scheduling me on a monday night, and i cursed whomever else crossed my path.

so right after i cancelled the appointment i sent out a mass text to see if anyone wanted my tonight shift, i thought i would give it a shot, ease my anger at that moment - and low and behold only moments later i had Chase willing to pick it up...sso then i called to reschedule the cancelled appointment, and somehow it all worked out.

it was 2 when the splits were cut, and i was out shortly after seeings how i had no tables. Mindy decided to eat food at the Olive Garden and i became more annoyed with people. However she gave me her key to make sure she shut her bedroom door to keep the bunny in there while the maintenance men were working. so on my way home i made the stop, sure enough the door was closed...at times i think she does these little things just to create awkward situations..like me having her apartment key and knowing full well that i am going out tonight...

i got home, changed out of my OG clothes, got directions to the Social Security office and headed for it...well on my way i decided, while driving mind you, to take one last look as to where i think i placed my SS card..and sure enough within seconds i found it, now there was no need for the drive - and it was at that time i noticed a yellow convertible mustang flying past my left side. i took a look at the driver and who else could it be but Cystal K, the ex OG employee who works at Bdubs now and is having a graduation party we are all invited to. Well she was going the same way i was and at the stop sign she saw me in her rear view mirror and got all excited..as waved me to have me pull into the drive she was and i followed. he talked briefly, she told me she is coming into the OG tomorrow to give me a more personal invitiation and we left it at that.

so then it was back home..and everytime i tried to do something i ended up not going through with it, like there was something more important i hadn't done yet, it could wait, or just who knows.

OG Senior Bar Crawl...
Oh My Dad....

This will go down as one of the wildest bar crawls the OG has ever seen

I don't even know if i am at liberty to repeat most of the things that happened last night, let alone remember, but i will do my best, and if i am killed for publizing what happened, then call me a martyrer.

Let's start off with the boring - my day was pretty lame to say the least..i didn't wake up to go into work at Coaches, i figured out what the problem with that was - i should really try setting the alarm clock for the correct time - so whatever

Jason.......3 years man......and your the only person that reads about my pain......or perhaps you just graced it....

WNMoviePaty?
Secretaries Day?

why are there so many questions and uncertainties?

what an extremely long day on what wasn't much sleep..not in my own bed. So I woke up, having to fold and therefore finish off my laundry, luckily enough for me, everything was there so I had an entire work uniform with me...

So I went to Coaches, having no time to look for parking elsewhere I went into the garage. The day was long..somehow these two other bitches got cut before me, when we all are scheduled at the same time..and they knew I had to be at the OG at 5..whatever, so I made it known I wasn't taking anymore tables after 4, and in all actuality I was out the door at 4. the rush came quick and left just as quickly, between 1130 and 130 I only had four tables, one was a 10 top and the others had joiners...from that point on I only took one more table before 4...not bad because I ended up walking out with 50...I'll take $25 an hour for the time I did work, it just sucks because there is so much down time...

from there it was onto the OG, which proved to be an interesting night. Everybody was jacked up on something, Leah was hornier than ever, I was in an unusually good mood, and drama was, as always, located somewhere on the floor. I was a 500, but somehow they got me full right before they cut me, which was a little after 9, which made me a closer almost. One of the last tables they sat for me had two sheriff officers in the party, so naturally after I sent the food I got on the mic and announced to the kitchen that table number 422 was for a cop - whether or not they understand doesn't matter, the real effect it had on was the people in the alley...and one of those people just happened to be chase, and he found it extremely funny seeings how that one of the cops at my table was the cop who had arrested him, amazing.


one good thing about being me, is it is good to be me...I naturally was shooting ice cubes across the alley at people, what better way to pass the time than that right? well, one of the ice cubes just so happened to slip a little, and with the movement of person I was aiming at, it nailed her right in the eye, that person, Mindy. As soon as it left my hand and saw her start turning I knew it was bad and I chased after it...of course it was a lot faster than me, but I was there to at least catch the volleys of punches that were to be thrown at me. she told me had it been anybody else she would have gone to a manager and gotten them written up..she hates it when I flick ice cubes so much...but did I learn my lesson..nope, as soon as she left the alley I was right back to it..it's always funny til someone gets hurt..then it's hilarious.

at the end of the night I finally was able to cash in on my free meal Matt had owed me..though when he saw what I ordered he thought I went a little overboard (Chicken alfredo pizza, sub caesar salad, tiramisu, with a boat of alfredo) whatever the total was only like twenty dollars, I've done a lot more damage than that before.i stuck around for just a bit, but I think Matt wanted me out of the building so I left..only to make a stop at the Subway over by my house...I felt bad because the sign was on but when I went in the place was completely cleaned, and there were a little upset to see me to say the least..I was just leaving when they told me it was alright and they ould make me a sandwich..I tried to not be a hastle, but they insisted and I made a quick and simple order, and even tipped the guy for allowing me to have a sandwich 15 minutes before they close..I didn't want to be that guy, but Subway sounded so good, and they talked me into it..even though I had an entire meal in my car...

however, back at my place I took a couple bites out of the pizza, ate some breadsticks, and called it a night for my appetite...soon afterwards TJ and Kourtney arrived...and then so did everyone else, like a train in came Hope, Drapper, Kintz, Leah, and shortly after Gay Mark Johnson...the place was packed. Now I didn't get off that easy..right before everyone marched in I was on the phone with a certain someone..and in light of everyone being over, us not getting to eat dinner together, and he "not" invited to my place she was upset, feeling like an afterthought friend...well I did invite her once everyone showed up..I had only expected the night to be just TJ and myself, but that changed quickly. regardless, out of spite and or principle she opted not to come over, and then I had to leave her and tend to my guests.

somehow the movie we were going to watch changed, and everybody wanted to watch something different..the original movie of the 25th Hour was replaced in the end by Swingers, ironically enough I had just commented on that movie to TJ an hour earlier..the movie was good, of course, minus the people randomly talking about god knows what over the movie, coffee was made, fun was had!

after the movie half the group peaced out..later we revealed to Gay Mark that it was I who shat on his doorstep. it was pretty much downhill after that..ok not really, but we all were getting very very tired, and it was like five in the morning, so we called it a night, everybody departing to their respective places of rest and me still left wondering if I am supposed to keep them as a trophy or just what...K and I have yet to talk and it's just getting awkward now.













"Wait, why does everyone think just because I had my dick in her once before I still talk to her to this day"

Whoops...
*shoulder shrugged look*

I didn't do it, literally.....

So it was my day off, my first real day off to myself in a long time, no roadtrips, no crazed activities, no work....well, kinda...I did have some break in the day which I will use as my escape goat to place the blame on for not doing anything today...the activity was a CT Meeting at the OG.

However in all due respect I did appreciate the meeting, I wished it had been somewhat longer, going over such a huge topic, something I was just thinking about to myself in the past week. The meeting was going over how to properly approach someone and offer feedback, that was the main focus - a last snigbit was about receiving the feedback. Randy handed out some papers with helpful phrases and I genuinely think I will look them over, for once I thought that a meeting was not a waste of time - even without the food.

after the meeting I noticed my favorite crazy family walked in and was seated at 311, so naturally I went up and talked to them..engaging in what I knew would be a lengthy conversation I pulled up a chair and sat with them....had they not already had their entrees I probably would have ordered with them, HA. We talked til they finished up their meal, I finally was formally introduced to them, asking for their names, them knowing well what mine was. Sop it turns out the girls are going to Busch Gardens for the summer, as I am going to Cedar Point, funny little world. And every time they come into ther Olive Garden they are in to celebrate something, usually one of the girls winning some musical competition, amazing..

after work it was on over to Mindy's where I thought I would be doing my laundry, turns out I ended up help making canoles..and therefore reeking of oil.. from then on out the day was ruined..I ate a salad, got sucked into watching TV, even took a minor nap. Certain things were accomplished, mainly the printing out of papers for school and other documents...but I struggled even to make this blog post let alone others..and as for my letter to IU, well, you can find that on my harddrive as new.doc, yeah, really impressive - the past five years out of college I've been living as a snow storm.

I did return to mindy's to finish up my laundry, seeings how I was supposed to work at both establishments of work so I needed two uniforms, not the normal one. so while the laundry was being launderd we killed time by making a stop at the ATM, back to my place for the towels I forgot, and I bowl of hers from way back when. she started to talk about all this drama she is in the middle of and I didn't want anything of it, which made her upset because apparently it was more than drama, it was putting her in an awkward position and she just wanted someone to confide into, well I blew that one.

back at her place she made me watch Ice Age..I didn't find it to be as great as she made it out to be, it was just some lame feel good movie, maybe I missed something..and though I thought it ended quickly, by then it was late, I was passing out, and my last load was still in the dryer..I passed out.













"New message from: Chech Republic"

Where is Everyone...
..and why do they suck?

this is not the note I want to leave on....

So it seems as if this place can get freaking crazy for one week, but once the seventh day arrives everyone cowers back to their desk to study for finals..which are not for another week. Ta hell wit this "Dead Week", the only thing that is dead to me are the people who were all about going out every frickin' day last week to get trashed, yet can't even follow through with the traditions implemented many a moons ago.

I ended up working somewhat of a double at the OG, only scheduled in the morning but towards the end of my shift Randy came up to me and asked what my plans were for this evening, I told him the same thing every Monday night Pinky - getting drunk on cheap margaritas followed by a night of comedy caravan. I told him that it didn't start til 8 so if he needed me for something it shouldn't be a problem, he was cool with it even telling me he would have me out of here no later than 8 for my hot date with the agave plant.

so I spent the night doing salad and breadsticks, which thank god it was a monday because not ever having done it before could be a little overwhelming on say some other night. I had a good time with it though, keeping up everything just as well - not to brag but some people even gave me compliments..that and I did win Ryan D's soul in a match of Paper, Rock, Scissors.

I didn't make it out of the OG at 8, I ended up sticking around a little bit past that because we were still on our little late rush, so by the time I was completely finished and my food was prepared I was out the door by 9...I had received a message from patty asking me to pick her up for MM, but that was at 7..and when I texted back, I even tried to call, there was no reply nor an answer..so I just made my way home, which was when I came upon the disgusting conclusion I smelt horrible..something about working that line area made me reek, so I needed to take a shower.

after the clean up it was time to meet up at Bear's for Comedy Caravan, I figured if Margaritas weren't possible tonight, the night would be salvaged with the Caravan..but the only other person to show was Darrell..and the place was packed. we both didn't feel like fighting our ways in, granted we would have been able to get in even had they sold out, but it seemed like the night was gonna be a complete loss. we tried to think of one last atempt to turn the tide, but we decided just ot call it a night and be on our own merry little ways.

I made a stop at Kroger and the Big Red, buying some Stellar Gin and two bottles of wine..I was ready to drink alone by that point..and it only got better when one of the girls I had been talking to for wwhatever reason to stay at her place, but I was invited over there for the evening..but by then I had lost my faith in the human race and was just in my little upset at the world and everything around me mood and really didn't feel it appropriate to go back out into public, rather be in the safe and comfortable confinedss of my own apartment.

I think shortly after I got on the phone and talked for an hour, which with the help of my displacement, put me to sleep.













"Jerks"

Sunday Bloody Sunday



What a great start to the day, well kinda random but it's all good

The Chech Republic...
..and Little 500 Weekend

I am one of four of the sober population in this town right now.... let's change that.....

My Mouse Died....
My computer shuts down whenever I blog..

updates will be soon.....

A 12-Pack and 50 Wings will do ya...

Franz!!!!
..oh, and Death Cab

I think this was the fourth time in the past month I was in Chicago..more than any time last year....

Well let me tell you, today was an amazing crazy day..I wanted to wake up early to get some errands accomplished, well you know just as well as i do, that never happened...so i made my way on over to the OG, hoping to be clocked in early and leave early as well - there were 8 11:30's scheduled and only two people between open and then..so in reality i was trying to help them out. so i get there and i already don't want to be there..i see the managers all around mindy and i walk around them all and ask to be clocked in, as i turn the corner mindy says her usual, "was that a full sentence, let's try that again" remark..to which i snap back with, "why yes, 'can i be clocked in' is a full sentence last time i checked, though it may have poor grammer, needing to replace the 'can' with 'may', in today's world it gets the same message across.." ..at which time Matt the manager says not until 1130 when i am scheduled, unless they need me now, which thewy don't so not till 1130....and the way he said it i just went off..i flipped out, said fine and started to rip my apron off storming out, as i passed by the host stand i told them the managers wouldn't clock me in so i wasn't coming back..and if somebody would have been watching me they would have seen my whip out my phone as soon as i walked out the doors...yeah, i was calling in.

that didn't go over so well, Matt of course was the manager i had to talk to, he didn't understand why i wqas calling off, i didn't want to get into how i think he's a fucking assbag so i really didn't say much, silence is always the better option when negotiating..he told me that it would have to be documented and i told him to go for it, and as he was saying good bye i just hung up...

afterwards i got my oil changed, texted rachann to let her know we could leave whenever since i called off, and she had actually skipped class, so it was all good..we met up shortly later, me beating her to her house somehow even though she said she was ready, and then us backtracking to my place to get the tickets..but we were on the raod in no time.

i had to make a stop at the St. John police department to settle a dispute with them, and then we made our way over to Rockin' Red Robin to enjoy a nice pre-concert dinner. I was very much in the need for my terryioki chichen sandwich with steak fries and ranch..we had an appitizer of the buffolo wings which weren't that spicy, but makes your sinuses clear up whenever you would take them to a table...and i actually showed our waitress how to work the aloha system, she didn't know you could actually split up items into multiple pieces..amazing, that was one of the greatest things about Aloha!

so then it was onto the Aragon, we rocked out to such tunes as Aaron Carter, 2gether, and an Old School Pity Party CD, yeah. we made good time, only hitting traffic on apart of the LSD, but after that it was clear sailing. now parking was the other thing..we drove around for just a bit until we found a spot realitivly close..i started to walk south, rachann was heading north..this is where it gets good..i tell her i swore i just passed the Aragon on my left side, she tried to explain to me i did, but i had turned left three more times or something..which is how we started out going, but my last pass was with the Aragon on my left, we never turned, but we parked...so she put her faith in me and we walked..and as we were walking i was distracted by two things, a funny store name (i forget now but it had something to do with drugs and free or something) and this lady too big to fit into what she was wearing staring us down as we passed her...

now these distractions would end up being the reason for what was about to happen..so we kept walking south..and now i'm gathering the sense this is not the right direction...things look familiar, but only in passing, this is not where we are supposed to be heading..street names ring a familiar tone, all because they are close to where we should be, bbut not this way..so then Rachann is getting pissed, saying i have a horrible sense of direction getting us lost and she takes a right then starts walking north..we find the Riv and i know exactly where we are..but i'm trying to piece it together..i had started in beleiveing Rachann that we needed to walk north from my car, but it really didn't make sense..we went south quite a bit, and i knew we had gone down too far south on the one road, so who was right...

we got to the Aragon, got frisked, and got in...we made our pit stop because once we got to the front of the crwod there was no leaving out posts. we caught the end of the opening band, The Cribs..i couldn't get an accurate reading of the band, only catching their last song, their finale performance.i mean from what i saw it was good...but we didn't catch anything that led up to that...whatever, we moved up close to the front, closer than where we were a couple weeks ago.

Franz was next to play, which i thought was a horrible move on the part of the people in charge, and you'll see why. Now granted most of the bastards there were to see Death Cab, I wanted to see my Franz...so i was just happy to be as close as i was and catch the entire set. they played some new stuff, some of the more popular stuff from their new album, and one brand new song that i didn't even know, and of course they played their classics off the last album. in my opinion the only thing that could have made their set better is is they would have played "All for you Sophia", but they hit every other song, Matinee, Micheal, and they encored with This Fire...amazing. and one thing i especially liked was even though their light show wasn't huge, it was definitly well cherographed with the songs.

so then a minor break only to changed over the sets and it was time for Death Cab...so here's the deal - with Franz you got poppy music that gets people bouncing, dancing, rocking out, having an awesome time...so now that you got them all hyped up, you bring out..Death Cab? their slow piano melodies got the crowd to sway, and that's about as much movemnt you saw from anyone..laaaaaaaaame. the most movement from the crowd came from the girls standing by me when this really big guy just decided to spread apart the two girls and squeeze in front of them. i could not beleive what i just saw..but i was happy when i saw that the girls weren't going down without fight, they started bouncing around and wwould bounce right into the back of the guy - i thought he was gonna start throwing punches after that..then the girls devised up a little plan to squeeze their way back in, just as they were parted, they came in together in a classic pinchers move and slid in front of the guy, therefore pushing him back to where he belonged.

so the concert concluded soon enough and we were on our way out...but where to go...we felt it as the safest bet just to travel back the same way we came in, even though it seemed like a lot of backtracking. so we walked down and around and came back up, and well what do you know, i was right the entire time...we had parked just north of the Aragon with it on my left side as the last landmark i remembered, incredible. it seems as if the drug store was right there on the corner, as i looked to my left at that building, the Aragon was on my right, i crossed the street none the wiser..as for Rachann not noticing the huge Aragon Sign to our rights..beats me

so we get to the car and we are thirsty, so i find the first conveinance mart which seemed to be a little bit out of the way..we get in, grab our goods, and the clerk is all friendly, asking us things, talking, but then he asks how the concert was..and Rachann and i both don't verbalize this til we leave, but are thinking how does the guy behind the counter know we were just at the concert..i mean we were only buying waters, we didn't have on any band propoganda on, it was really wierd..so as we get out i pull out onto the road and the em effing Aragon was two blocks away..

we didn't maker any stops at any bars, we both weren't up for it really...and i just drove back...i did make a stop at the truckstop in Lowell so i could take a little nap...i woke up an hour or so later feeling great, but shortly after getting on the road i was frickin' tired..i knew i couldn't take another nap so i pushed myslef to stay awake, telling myself i would consider naps at different checkpoints...i tried to keep myself awake, but it wa a drive, quasi-alone, with a bit of sleep, so my mind was all over the place..and i knew sleep was the only thing that was going to clear it, especially of the horrible thoughts it was conjuring up in there. at one point it was so bad i told myself after i filled up at the Flying J at the 37 - 465 junction i was going to go to sleep no matter what.

Well things changed when i got to the Flying J..I filled up and was damn determined to make it home...i do remember at one ponint during the drive that Rachann told me if I needed her to drive she would..then she rolled over and went to sleep..made it back to bloomington, i passed out as soon as i got home, and there you have it.