Happy Birthday Mindy..
..wherever you are...

Yes, she's on that road trip I was supposed to go on with..but not...

So work was fun..not really..I was scheduled a double, like many of the other servers today since yesterday, or today depending who you are, marked the first day of spring break..got there at 1130, had a bianco section...I knew it was going to dead, especially after last night, so I took my time in stride..we get a little bit of a late rush after 1, per usual, but people sucked at tipping...I had several $50 tickets wherein the bastards left on average FIVE dollars..gee, thanks...but my last table made up for it..I got to take a ten top by myself, the only reasoning behind that was because they split up into two of my booths..but I still got to grat them...yeah, well their bills weren't very high, seeings how the mostly had soup, salad, and breadsticks..but the kicker is that most of them left on top of the grat..turning my tip from 25 to almost 50, and therefore doubling what I had made all day...

took a quick break, just want to get a frappacino from starbucks..but on the way back in Matt B stopped me and we started talking..he wanted to eat, I didn't care, we both had to be back by 5 so we went over to Bajio, the craptastic Mexican place around the corner...and there we had an intimate conversation..me pinning exactly who he had a crush on...

after that is was back to work, I got triple sat upon my arrival which made me a little happy, since it wasn't really that busy, just the hosts are retarded..I didn't have that many tables to turn over to be honest, and since they were playing Country music in the alley, I refused to run any food..my night was lame..I got sat right before I got cut, but the people were cool, and they left a very nice tip..but they also kept me there til 930..I walked away from the night shift with $50..very very laaaaame....

the one highlight was when we all sang our celebration song, I did the ghetto gardens remix, and as I am walking away this little kid comes out of Ecco and says, "boy, I bet that allows you to let off some steam.." I was shocked but said, damn right, and walked into the back...then I see the little kid a bit later coming out from the bathroom, and now he's confused where he is..so I make some comment saying are you lost, kinda confusing huh..well I think you came from that direction..and as I brought him back to the section he came out of I yelled, "not so smart now are ya?!"..god I rock...

oh, and not to top that or anything...but an employee walked out tonight..Jared the bartender during his break in between bar shifts asked to change his availability, he mainly wanted his Sunday morning back...well you see he was taken off the bar schedule because he could only work that one day, or something like that..but now that it's spring break and half the bar staff was gone, the managers need to fill the void..enter Jared..well that's kinda a slap in the face, "we'll schedule you when and where we need you"... so he asked since he was doing them a favor by doing this, give him some shifts back..well that didn't happen so he walked out..nice...

so after work I went home to change, and then met with the girls at Cheeseburger in Paradise..the group there was Tina, Hope, Steph, Rachann, and myself...I either looked like a pimp, or the token gay guy..you decide...anyways, with the now five of us we moved up to the bar..hope wanted someone to do shots with her, but she's hardcore and took a double of Jack on her own..I wasn't up for the drinking so much, so I stuck to the Blue Moon I had in front of me...until, until the comment that would change the direction the night was going was said..the topic was about Patty, and then her ex-boyfriend came up, people thought they were still dating..but no they are not..but they just hang out every possible second and stay the night with each other..then someone said, "wait no, why would they do that if they weren't dating, that doesn't make sense, why? enter me..repeating why, louder each time, slamming my fist into the bar with deafening blows on each why...after that I asked the barkeep for a double of Patron with a Gin&Tonic chaser...it was on...everyone was in shock, they didn't realize the magnitude of the comment until I flipped out.

so we drank there til 1, closing them down...stopped at a house party for literally three seconds and went towards Kirkwood. we had a bit of a scare when we turned onto Indiana, two squad cars flew out of the BP parking lot and came in our direction..they passed by me which was a sigh of relief, but Rachann and Steph were still ahead...and then they flew past them and all was well...we parked our cars and met out front by Nick's, and as we went in I made the comment, "fuckers, you're going after the wrong people, we're the ones driving drunk!"

I also tried to piss on Kirkwood before we entered Nicks, what, I had to pee and Kirkwood deserves it...

so inside nick's we stood around, ran into Crystal and Brittany, not at the same time, but we talked, exchanged numbers, Brit wants to hang out with us on Mondays..Rachann and I played pool and continued to get more drunk..there was an interesting conversation held in the bathroom..these guys were taking a random poll, would you rather piss in the sink or the garbage can if you had no other choice and had to go...I picked the sink, a drain's a drain right? well it was a tie by the time I left...

after the piss I got rowdy...I just started cursing at any fuck that walked by me...I don't know if I was trying to pick a fight or what..we also saw Kristen, as in Brandon's ex-gf who cheated on him and left him...I wanted to go say hi to her, I mean we did all hang out the other night on Mardi Gras...but by the time I got my drink she was gone..and then we came face the fact it was closing time...

so over to Upstairs we went, my angry-drunkeness just got worse...we ran into Kristen there and I actually got to talk to her, well kinda...I was talking and her guy friend was there, and so he started talking and she walked away and went ot hit on the doorguy...after a second I realized she was gone, and this guy was trying to talk to me I walked away...then a little bit later I went for walk towards the back of the bar and ran into Connie, our waitress at Jungle room the other night. we were talking and then Kristen was there, so I tried to talk again, I don't think she remembered me - or maybe she did and was purposefully blowing me off..whatever, so then her girl friend walks up, and she's talking and I see just how lame they are...totally call her out on being lame and a bitch and walk back towards the back..that's when Steph comes and grabs me, trying to keep an eye on me, make sure I wasn't starting any fights..and so as she walks me back to the front were they all were we walk past Kristen and I start yelling "Bitch" and pointing at her...I even started grabbing people and saying, "hey we don't know each other and you don't know her, but she's a fucking bitch and she'll cheat on you..." I said this to anyone, even chicks...

so they sat me back down..I was getting more angry and I saw these drinks on the table, so I picked them up and was tossing them on people around me saying, "what?" it was intense...and so this guy was talking to Rachann, buying her drinks, the whole shot..so I walked up to her, thinking I'm whispering and I say, "is this guy cool?" she says yeah, and I reply with "good, because if he wasn't" now directing my attention to the guy pointing at him "I'd have to take you out". his friends kinda laughed but thought it was cool I was watching out for my friend when I interrupt with, "NO, I'm for real..."

closing time came once again, so we walked out of the bar..steph followed me home, well til Fess, and I got in to my place, giggling about my park job..I crashed onto my bed and started drunk dialing people...my goal was to drunk dial everyone in my phone....I only got through 11 names...I called Mindy first off and bitched her out..I don't even remember what I said, something along the lines about being a horrible person and our friendship is shit, nicely put...I got ahold of only one person, and then they put me on hold, which was lame..so I called more people, leaving very short messages..and on the last call, the one that did me in was while I was leaving my message, I decided to get more comfy and roll onto my side..well, I always forget to not disturb anything while drunk..it's like time traveling...stay in one spot, however you land, and stay there...well, I'm an idiot and rolled over..and hen the room starting spinning...so I hung up and had to convince myself to fall asleep...I tried to close my eyes, but keep them open to control the room, after a minute or so I passed out...good night.












"Fuck you mother fucker and your fucking mother!"

I Don't Feel Like Doing Anything Today...
..I just want to lay in bed

and I barely even want to do that

ughhh, what a craptastic day...could you believe it's a Friday? well for starters I didn't go to sleep til 530 in the morning, fun stuff...woke up a little before 1 and I didn't want to get up..but tossed and turned because I really didn't want to stay in bed either..I finally got up and started watching TV..didn't I?

uggh, it was close to 3 when mindy called..offering me food if I came to put her tire on...which was one of the things that I had thought about doing while lying in bed earlier..so I get ready for work and headed over to her place. I ate some fish sandwiches and changed her tire...it wasn't then, but it was then that I would come to look back on realizing, I do not like our relationship..the way it is now.

I could go into the semantics of it, but really, I don't want to give away all those little details, I need my privacy or something..anyways..so after all that was wrapped up I said my goodbyes, told her to be safe and have a good time on her trip, and I was off to work. yeah, this is her Louisville trip she's been planning forever, just so happens that now it landed on her birthday..over spring break..and I didn't want anything to do with it...

so work was completely laaame. we weren't busy at all, and one of my tables got pushed together for a party....which sat for about 2 or so hours..awesome...I really wasn't having it, people could tell something was off with me, and to be completely honest, it was mostly that I was too tired and weak to do anything. I was upset with my life, but the weight of everything on my shoulders was what was really getting to me, holding back all that stress had fatigued me, my neck was hurting like none other..I just wanted to leave..

I finally got my wish at 9, when they went down to closers..on a Friday...and it just so happened that all my tables were getting up too, so I was out of there in a jiffy..cashed out, tipped out, walked out...making sixty dollars..on the way home I totally spaced a stop I was going to make until I was already at my house..so I just went in and watched some more TV..

I wanted to watch a movie, but it didn't really feel right..I started organizing some paperwork when I first got home, but that was the most productive I was all day...I called mindy at the stroke of midnight to wish her a happy birthday, left a message, and that was it...

I would like to add that I'm not too fond of a certain someone's attitude towards me...this person has yet to be mentioned, but I was the first person who was nice to her at the OG and now, what do I get while I try to make conversation with her...a cold shoulder...people piss me off..what did I ever do to her that made her feel so uneasy around me..flirt with her? whatever...everyone can piss off....

and as friendships go, I mentioned earlier how I came to the point where I think the "friendship" between mindy and myself is nothing I really want, or rather how I want it to be. this "shitting ourselves" stage has finally struck a chord with me, a diminished seventh. I don't know, maybe it's wrong of me..I hate it when you lose something but still try to remain and act like it's all good...there's no passion in our relationship..she says she has a passion for her friends, but maybe I'm not seeing that...I really have not appreciated her attitude as of late...and yes I know women go through hormonal changes and they really don't mean it, but here's the great news...I don't have to put up with it because, well, as we established, she's not my girlfriend..so yes, her feelings/actions/whatever are knocked down the scale of my concerns. sorry, but that's the cold hard truth. friends are friends and sure they're great, but once they start making you have to put up with them rather then just deal with them, then they have crossed the line.

and I'm not trying to down play friendships here, no, they are good..friends are there for you when you need them and vice versa, and sure friends may go through mood swings and you bare through it because you're a good friend, you stand by the people you care most about...but this...this is just f'ing retarded

I need passion.














"ugghhhhhh, my life sucks so much...."

A Long Thursday...
a day of defeats...

this day took it's toll on me, with no time to recoup...

It was to be a very long day..having to wake up early, and finishing it off really late. the alarms went off somewhere around 8am, me naturally jumping up to hit the snooze...only because of the company I am in..this happens five more times...and when it finally catches the attention of mindy, and she realizes what time it is, she gets upset at me for allowing the alarm to go off those six times and not getting up...any other time though...whatever

so I run home to shower, shave, and get a clean uniform on...I was originally going to go back and pick her up but Fabi arrived at her place so I took my time and met them at the Holiday Inn for the meeting.

==>The CT meeting lasted til 2..I wanna say I napped until I had to go back to work as an expo in the evening...it just sucked....

I'll Argue it Til I Die..
..life's just not right...

had it not been a Tuesday, things could've been worse..or maybe not.

life's full of things you just don't want to do, for whatever reason..but in the end you realize you just have to, no matter what. One of those things I have to realize is I have to move on, in many a sense of the word. I need to move on with my life, in what direction I don't care, it has never really mattered to me, I just know a change would do me good.

it seems like every two-three year point marks a turning point in my lifestyle in some way or another. whether it be a change in jobs, change in friends, or a change in living, it always seems that just as I start to settle into a place, start earning people's respect and admiration, it's time to move on elsewhere, and spread the good word there.

I'm giving Michigan another chance, funny how I state it like that, they are the ones re-admitting me, but it's my ultimate decision if I step foot on that campus again. UofM looks good from two angles when you approach it, but when you start to look closer and apply the other factors in my life, what I truly want (god only knows what that is), and just what would be the best...the golden path to the north has suddenly been polluted with foggy paths and road construction.

Rockstars We Are...
The Special Treatment...

Another Monday down, another reason why I think I'm a golden god...

We'll start off with work..we were apparently short servers, which caused everyone who was there to have four tables during the rush..I was really really bored, even with four tables..so I told Steph to sit me a fifth..unheard of I know, anyone asking for a fifth table, but you know how I roll...

so by the end of my lunch shift, somewhere around 2ish, I had made a nice $65..and cashed in on my free meal from Doug, went all out with desert and everything..I ate with mindy..and we kinda talked about things..and then we were kicked out of ecco so we went back to her place..

I was finished up with the eating and started to pass out on her bed, before I knew it it was almost 8pm and she was sleeping next to me..grrr, she wins again..so I got up, invited her to come with us, but she refused, and went home to change and go to Tumbleweed...

but here's the really cool thing..at 5 I received a text message from Lauren, our server from tumbleweed, stating that Xis was going to possible be there tonight, so if there were any underagers in our group to have good fakes or not come out that evening..amazing..

you know you're a regular when they have a table still set up for you even when you show up an hour later than your normal time..you know you've got it made when your server warns you about certain authorities or activities going on with your routine on certain days, and you know you're an alcoholic when you've exchanged numbers with the service staff...

as I stated we showed up about an hour late, they still having a table ready for me, and it was a nice little gathering..more trickled in as the last hour passed...the funniest when Andrea and her roommate walked in as the doors closed and they somehow got served well after last call..we learned the ghetto gardens "Buena Festa" song..and I made an ass out of myself by not changing the volume of my voice..

from there it was off to Comedy Caravan where we met up with Rachann, Darrell, and Jeremy Stone..but the place for whatever reason was packed and we couldn't get seats..so we start walking out and the guy who does all the introductions, who also runs Rhinos, comes running out to us..he's trying to get us to say saying he can get us seats..but we'd have to split up..and I asked what kind of split up..one'z two'z or half and half...of course, not the latter...so we decided just to let it be and go somewhere else..and he said next time we come it's on him, we are his guests..awesome...

so from there we went to the Vid? yeah I know, lame place, but we went none-the-less..we played some pool, I won a in a comeback against Darrell, but lost against Jeremy..and then Lambert, the "not gay but really gay" black guy from the OG comes walking in, telling us that he's over at the bird doing kareoke..so we make a quick stop at Rockits and then move next door to the bird..stand around watching people sing..we came too late to enter our names to sing so it was kinda lame..I turned another person onto Gin&Tonic's, which made me happy...also had to give his drunk ass a ride home, but he paid me, and that's where the night ended...

I went home, talked to mindy...then got really sick on I don't know what..she didn't want to come over because she "didn't have a car", but I told her if she were to go out and try to roll up her window, it would go up, I had the feeling...but she didn't even try and I tossed and turned with my headache and stomach pains..I think someone slipped me ruffies but they only did half the job, nobody was around to rape me..it's like setting up a bomb and forgetting to set the timer..jerks..









"No, she doesn't share much with us...except for her vagina cuz she's a whore!"

Work sucks..
Back hurts..

life's stupid.

what a day, what a fucking day...I got up to my alarm going off at 10..well, I did wake up at 8 to turn all my lights off from the night prior...but when my alarm went of, I really didn't get up at first..eventually got myself out of bed because I picked up a shift to start at 1045..yippee..get to work and it's already lame..just because I'm tired really...I seriously had the worst set of tables to have at once...each table had one of those bastards who drinks their beverage to empty every time you turn your back, it is impossible to keep this guys glass full...so I had one on all three of my tables, all different drinks too..and then they were also so damned needy..and I tried to explain to the fat fucks that additional breadsticks and salad would take longer than normal because of the 55 top that was back in Ecco, so just stick to eating the entres you have in front of you, ok....

and to top it off, they were all horrible tippers too...I cut myself at 330 to take a quick break and come back..and I had only made $46, probably pushing 10% of my sales....and after my subway break I come back and didn't clock on til quarter to five, just because I was nearing overtime and told them they can seat me if they needed to, but technically I don't get back til 5..so when they tell me they were going to seat me, at 445..I sat and waited 23 minutes til my first table was actually sat...

and the night just went downhill from there...I did rock four tables for a bit, but when the Tools from LoewsFraternity were sat in my section, everything went to shit...I had those bastards who wanted refills on soup til they were bloated, then I was double sat, and then a party of seven went on one of my tables along with hope's table..and she didn't want to take it just because...

I busted my ass, kept drinks full and everything coming out when it need to and I still got shitty tips...5 on 60, and 8 on 90, which I had to split with hope since we shared that table...I'm a damn good server, people constantly tell me I'm the best server they have ever had..I bust my fucking ass to keep people pleased and I know I'm just doing my job, but show some fucking love..I make 2.13, not minimum wage or anything close to that..whenever you think a dollar per person is good, go fuck yourself...if you think anything lower than FIVE dollars is acceptable, don't eat out...and I know some people only have a certain amount of money, let's call them poor..well, keep in mind if you are expecting to only pay $50 for the night...make sure you fucking bill is no larger than 40...you have to tip people...20%..20% is the standard...that's what we fucking servers are EXPECTED to get...it's like the reverse of the fucking speed limit...you may only go up to 55mph, but you could go below, anything above and we've got a problem....put down your god damned 20%, that's where you start at..and you know, if they service was good, go up from there...jesus H people...it's not hard...

so anyways, I was pissed and stormed out of the OG...I was touchy all day, funny choice of words because a couple people were trying to carass me and I totally just went off on them about how I didn't like to be touched....and then you got fuckers moving slowly, not getting out of the way, going in the out door...fuck....

so on the way home I noticed one of the spotlight things shining in the sky, and I decided to follow it...I traced it over to Bluebird...and it had the name Robert Randolph on it...now I was just thinking to myself the other day how I wanted to see him and The Family Band in concert..I missed them last year at the Bird..so I went home, ate the rest of my sub, changed and drove back. I got inside, the band was playing..and they were great..it was really rockin', really something I could have gotten down to..but I wasn't feeling it...being upset and all, and then my back started killing me, so after the first set I decided it best ot go home...and here I am..













"My name is Jason too! - Oh, looks like we got a heckler...you don't see me coming down to the bus terminal and peeing on the seats while you're trying to work..because that's where you work..the bus terminal...."

My Day..
what a day...

It was my day and I decided to take the day off..

it wasn't a full day off, I mean I woke up, lingering in the mood I felt to slept with..went to work and tried my best to cover it up..well not really...I got into an argument with AB over my away messages...so asked me why I was so bitter..to which one of my coworkers astonished replied with, "Jason, you're bitter?" I love the way people view me..

work wasn't all that bad..I made yet again $35...somehow, three shifts in a row, same number..if I didn't love it so much I'd be pissed because that's hardly enough per shift...but the real highlight, and the thing that purely dumbfounded me was my 14 dollar tip on a $26 bill...the table in no way received extraordinary service, I would say it was on par with my normal first couple of tables in the morning service...the were my second..I don't remember making a joke or anything like that..but somehow they felt the need to tip me graciously..and I know it wasn't a goof because it was a credit card slip..people tend to misinterpret bills, leaving a 20 instead of a 10, and vice versa..but this had reason.

so I got cut really early for being an 1130, went home and started to wind down...as I was getting ready I somehow managed to half-way fall asleep and then wake up on time for class....amazing I know, but realizing, ehhhh

so I made a quick lunch to take with me for I was starving by that point and away I went....today they started covering bob Dylan..ohhhh, it was a good time..and you know, here's another little funny thing, alaina made a comment about my away messages, although this time she was just questioning my intent "wait, so mindy's doesn't have aim does she - nope - but those messages are directed at her right - yup - but.. - I'm not really talking to her, and she doesn't want to hear those things anyways, plus I need to get them out of my system somehow, so there you go"

after class I walked back home and pretty much did nothing..and then as I decided to go out to target and K-Roger the same thing happened to me from earlier...I got ready, all the lights were turned off, but I passed out on my couch...half awake and half asleep, the music being too loud to fully go into sleep mode, so again a rest of sorts, but unfullfilling..

after the nap it was now 930, I headed to target only to find that the clearanced items I wanted to shop through were all gone..then it was on to K-roger to purchase some random things like milk and cheese...

back at home nothing much happened..I had forgot to call anybody I had planned on, and somehow instigated and online away message war..with the same person who was yelling about them earlier..that provoked me to swear, and on lent when I was trying to abstain from doing such things...but you know I realized that with the downfall of the drinking escapade last night, and the recluse attitude I once again have..I'm going to become that fucking asshole again...and so after that not much really happened and I called it a night...













"You know, I'm just going to bite my tongue and not say anything because you can just fucking die!"

Ashes to Ashes...
dust to dust....

just another day in the life of a catholic...

with the sound of my alarm going off at 10am so begin the cursing...cursing the fact I picked up a shift the day after Mardi Gras, picking up a double in fact..and picking up shifts on my one day off...that cursing combined with the cursing of missing church in the morning..

so I stumble to get ready, and somehow make it to work on time...there I see chase and "thank" him for calling me to go to church..the look was the same I got the day prior...not only did he forget to call, but he himself forgot to call..and like me, picked up a double and may miss going to church altogether..

so I worked the morning shift..made a mere $35, whoopee...but mindy invited me over to her place for lunch..somehow I saw this as a ploy to re-establish a friendship that I so was eagerly destroying in last nights phone calls....I obliged only because I wanted to give her back her rats..we ate some cheeseburgers and then she was on her way to work at 330...I stuck around and tried to piece together the events of last night...

back at work I was very pleased to hear that I was not only considered a split, but that there was a mass to be held at 9...Chase and I may actually be able to make it..so I worked...and it was lame, people were horrible tippers..I made $35 again but out the door by 730.

came back to my house, showered and changed and was off to find the catholic church to meet up with Chaser. I arrived just a little but late...somehow got in a turning lane when I thought it was the straight lane and that took me all about where I didn't want ot go..and to be honest, I don't think I could tell you how I got ot the church, but I did eventually find it..walked in, and saw chase through the glass sitting in the back..he sees me, I open the door, and open it right into myself, making noise and a fool out of myself...

so church was church...yes I felt a little out of place..they got things memorized and say things in unison I have no idea what was going on..but I played it all cool..except for when I was to receive the ashes..for some reason I found the whole thing hilarious..and I tried my best to keep from laughing, but if anybody who knew me would have been there, the look and grin on my face would have said otherwise...

so from church it was back out on the town..get my start at Bear's..Leah R's husband's friend's band was playing and she asked me to go and see them..so loving the local music scene I obliged. (she also offered me a free bear) so I was there taking it all in, got to see two of the three bands that were playing the night..the first band (being the friend's band) was good...nothing great, but something I could definitely sit through. the second was only entertaining..actually, it was just the percussionist who kept knocking over his cymbal, other than that nothing too spectacular...I was happy to have a chicken wrap, two gin&tonics, a Guinness..and actually turning Leah onto gin&tonics as well...

from there it was onto The Bluebird, this being 1230 and my girls just arriving...when I called then at 10 they were "getting ready". I picked up Andrea, though I was under the assumption that she was already at the bird) and met up with the others. it was headbangers Ball, and so we had a classic look back onto the hair bands of the 80's..the band was good, but it was too loud...and then a fight broke out and so we all peaced out over to Kirkwood for R&B night at Uncle Festers..a fight also broke out on Kirkwood and at the Jungle Room...I didn't know what the deal was, but it wasn't long before the cops were there to calm people down..it was at that point that I took rachann down to jimmy johns to get her a bite to eat and avoid all the cops.

after her meal we were back up top, but again not for long, the cops stuck around for the entire rest of the evening, which in reality wasn't that much longer because they were shortly kicking Andrea and myself ( along with others) out of the bars and onto the patio..somehow it turned out to be 3am...

I left and went home, Andrea said her roommates were on the way, but whatever, she was just being stupid for no particular reason and I didn't want to deal wit bullshit, I wanted to go home right after bluebird anyways, so this prolonged stay at another bar wasn't to appealing to me...

and as much as I had hyped it up, tonight was the night where a week's worth of drinking and feeling good would come crashing down..I was tired, the drinks made me even more tired..I didn't want to deal with stupid people not giving me straight answers (AB), and my situation kinda settled in...so I made my way home, wrote a couple emails I'll never send and called it a night...













In response to the ashes on my forehead "Wait, aren't you supposed to be fasting or something like that, and not drinking - I'm Catholic, not retarded"

FAT Tuesday!!!
Time for Packazi's!

Partying like it's 1999....

wow, so what a day...it started out a little weird, waking up at 8 thirsty as hell..then going back to bed only to wake up two hours later for work..I called Rachann to make sure she was up and then I went to work..it was only moments later that I realized it was Fat Tuesday, Mardi Gras, Packazi Day..and tomorrow being Ash Wednesday...

well, as shocking as it was to me, it was even more shocking to everyone at work..somehow this one "holiday" of sorts had almost slipped through the hands of the main party people. As soon as Brendan found out, Happy Hour was chanted throughout the alley...and Chase, chase came to the quick realization that he had forgot to make time for church tomorrow...him and I both, we both picking up doubles on a day we weren't scheduled.."Looks like our asses will be up at 6am.."

so after work everyone was excited to start with the drinking at 4, the beginning of Happy Hour (which for the record is illegal in the state of Indiana due to equal opportunity pricing...) However I was a late comer, had my haircut at 4 and then had to shower after that, of course, I hate those loose hairs and funky style it's in after the cut..so I blew off class and showed up shortly after 5..and that's where the fun began...

so I show up to Kilroy's and everyone is already tipsy..and everyone is giving me the third degree to why I came so late...I seriously explained it four times in a row, that's how off people were. started the day off with a double gin&tonic..got my cheeseburger with fries and moved on to my own pitcher of Blue Moon..we hung out there for awhile..it was nice to have a semi-diverse crowd..good times..

but by 730 we decided to move over to the jungle room, get a table there early before the crowd..and oh, did we get a table....we actually got the VIP section, the place in the back corner with the plush couches, the little game, coffee table, a server, and roped off section...it was cool - because we are cool. the thing I didn't like was when our waitress changed at 9, so did our drink specials..so we were arguing that, but we didn't want to make too much of a scene and get kicked out of VIP, so we hushed up, most of the people were really too drunk to care by that point..

at the jungle room, in the VIP section, that's when and where things got...crazy...I won't go into details, but alcohol was flowing and everybody was pretty much coupled up...and because of this, my "not gonna repeat last year" attitude made me get up and go over to see the band play. (for the record I had my chance wit a married woman and turned it down....again). I was over there for a couple songs, long enough to come to the conclusion I didn't like them and decided to go back..I was hoping that my dispersal may also make others get up and move around...and when I came back it kinda did, but not to the full effect I wanted it to. as I was walking up to the ropes Char comes up and starts hitting me..Immediately pissing me off..and we have a little discussion on the events that just happened...all was cleared up soon enough and it was about at that time we decided to make our move to somewhere we could dance (as if the jungle room didn't have a dance floor?)

so by 1230 we mossied on over to Sports, which let me tell you was a brilliant move...dancing yes! they've got this long and narrow stage thing that I guess you're supposed to sit on or something, but our group just climbed up on it and danced our asses off...we were the only ones who were really getting down into it, and the DJ was all about it, he kept dropping off free beers at our table. oh the love...couple of the funnier notes were that they refused to serve Rachann, they figured she was drunk enough...and she was..she really really was..I think she had her top off more than she had it on, let's just go ahead and say that...that girl had on so many beads I'm surprised she didn't become top heavy and topple over...love her to death don't get me wrong...but when she cock-blocks me, well that's another story..several times I'd be dancing with a girl that I brought up on stage wit me and then a few minutes later rachann would just barge right in between the two of us..and because it's a narrow piece of strip I couldn't really go around her and back to the girl..it sucked.

some other highlights were when this random guy wanted a picture of me..so he grabbed me, grabbed this girl, and took our pic..funny thing was, the girl nor myself knew the guy, nor each other..creepy weird...and then when I went over to Captain organ to get free stuff this girl starts talking to me and I interject with, "wait, are you one of the Captain girls, or some random girl I can actually hit on?" but she was a captain girl..and we continued to talk, and then Drapper walks up and says to stop hitting on his girlfriend..apparently, of all the Captain Morgan girls I chose to hit on and talk to, it's the one matt knows..amazing.

and then it became time for almost everyone to leave..about 2am, but Dane (the psychopath) and myself decided to stick around just a little bit longer..he was trying to hookup with a girl, and I was just going along for the ride...I thought I had very well found a girl, we were dancing, it was cool, all seemed to be gong well, and then she gets a call from her boyfriend...yeah..

so shortly after that we peaced out, giving that girl and her friend a ride home - during which the friend lit up a cigarette in the backseat of my car and then were accusing us of maybe raping them if we were to hang out wit them at their place...yeah, as I said, you bitches are lucky I don't stop the car right here...but they were cool and I didn't mean to be so much of an ass...when I dropped them off Dane was still trying to get wit them, then they came over to my side, opened my door, and gave me a hug..I was able to tell them their real names and they were very happy with that and gave me kisses on the cheek..I got Dane back in the car and I took him over to forest..

as for me, my night wasn't quite over..I went over to Kroger with the intentions of buying Packazi's..and I did just that..then when I got home I had a mental lapse and called mindy (note: she had originally called me at 130, I texted her back saying I was dancing at sports..) so I invited her over...she was asleep and didn't wan to get up..and I harassed her for the next 45 minutes..I think we had a little fight, whatever..things are just stupid, obviously, it's my life right....and so I slept alone, probably for the better?













"You know it'd be good Jason..."

The Follow-Up..
Cuz I love to leave you hanging..

for the record, nothing happened, as willing as we both were..I was way too tired to do anything, and that only helped my will power to not let anything happen...and we didn't even cuddle, because cuddling means something..

Saturday Night Live...
Eating it up while I can....

with nobody around I'm out and about like you wouldn't believe...


==>>Recap Thursday night, went out with the ladies on Kirkwood..and then on Friday celebrated Adam H's 21 Birthday, closing down the bars again..not to mention realizing that Bengi is a pretty cool guy to hang out with..

oh so the morning started off a lot better than I had imagined..I got up at the very last second I could, as normal, but after that I was awake and ready to rock..did make it to work a little bit late, what with the shower and all, but no matter, I was there...the morning was lame...we had a late rush as always, people were horrible tippers as always..nothing too exciting

I took a quick break to eat a bowl of Zuppa and win back my RockStar Energy drink from Doug who had stolen it..how'd I win it back..oh, I made him blush, which is a rarity...ran over to starbucks for Drappers pick-me-up and then it was back on the clock..and then it was the beginning of one of the worst nights possible...

so the transition from shifts that they were working on, didn't really work so well, and they pissed off Leah (who wasn't on the cock just yet and was trying to get something to eat..) my first table left me three on thirty..and then we ran out of spoons...spoons!!! then they were short staffed in the kitchen and that just crashed hard. the new manager was in the window to try and get things going pushing Ian to help with the line, but with 45 minute ticket times, not much could be done..that poor new manager has seriously been there for every night something completely horrible has happened, I feel bad for him and wouldn't be surprised if he just lost it one day..

everybody was in a bad mood for the most part with all this happening, and I was just trying to hide from it all, what with my blue card and all...funny thing was that earlier in the shift Ian asked me if I was ready to do the line again tonight, I asked if he was kidding, and he said he hoped so..but had they pulled me from the floor (for the third time in arrow) to cover the window and put Ian on the line before the crash, then things may have been slightly better..

whatever, I still had my tables to enjoy (or not enjoy) and on my last two I explained the significance of OUR Andes mints as opposed to the ones you can buy in the store..I also took a mint from their table to explain the demonstration and ate it in front of them..I got a kick out of it..

so after that I left the building, and as I got off the sidewalk onto the pavement I said one of those brilliant things I say when I get out of work, you know, those two short sentences with little to do with either one of them..god, I wish my voicerecorder wasn't broken or I had my phone because I totally forgot by now..it was amazing retarded though..something like "what am I doing, when do I work?...wait what, I'm leaving work to go home..ughhh" so then I ran home to eat a small bite, finishing up the pizza from Thursday, and then got ready to go out..first stop was to see my friend Chris' band, The Red Label, at a house party on 19th. I arrived just in time to help Chris with his bass amp, just like old times..and after a few it was time for the show. I t was their first show ever, so everyone was intrigued to see what they were like, even Carrie.

let me tell you, it rocked. I thoroughly enjoyed it..I wasn't too sure how the crowd would like it, all of them seeming to be into the last poppy punk fall out boy bad that played just before...but the crowd dug it...they even played some obscure covers from the Stones and Velvet Underground...my favorite was of course Dead Flowers..but aside from the covers, the original stuff was rocking just as hard, nice classic rock sound.

so the best part was when the closed with Rock and Roll, the crowd went nuts and demanded an encore..the band had already started to do their dismantling to allow for the next band to play, but the crowd wanted more...and let me just say this..I've never heard a crowd, a full crowd, nut just a couple of nuts, but an entire audience all want an encore from other bands (ie coinslot) so that was a really cool thing to see happen, especially for a first show.

after their performance everyone was telling them what a great job they did, and a couple of the band members thank me for rocking out so hard (that was during Dead Flowers), I told chris to keep me up to date with more concerts and events..and I should have told him to hook me up with carrie's roommate (the one that looked like LadyL)

so from there it was onto the next party, the one Chase wanted me to come to, and the one I promised I'd stop by for..and so I did..on my own I'm a man of my word. so when I got there, Chase was very excited to see me, hand me a cup with beer in it and told me, if anyone gives me crap, tell them I'm with him..it was cute.

I found Katie Combs and we spent the better part of the evening hanging out and talking..she felt more comfortable with me there, and vice versly the same...the night did get a little crazy when this girl found me to be very attractive, loving my sense of style and all (I mean who wouldn't?) well she's getting really close, and dancing kinda dirty..and then I come to find out it's Steve's ex-girlfriend Anna..so Katie and I talk about this, but then we head downstairs for flippy-cup, and things get out of control..so it's dark and this girl is all about hanging on me...and I kinda just let it happen, more or less in a state of shock..I don't want to do anything in front of Steve, let alone with him in the same building..and you know..I really don't want to do anything with any of my friend's ex-girlfriends....so then, then, this is good, Steve calls me over, and I start into my apology ramble and he stops me and says I can do whatever I want with her, whatever, just don't do it in front of him..understandable, completely...so then I try and hide from the girl...

I go upstairs, I find chase and let him know what just happened, but he says he completely has my back, somebody needs to do that Steve because he's so in the hole when it comes to guy code it's retarded...which, when you think about it..yeah, you know, he has crossed the line in front of me, so you know what..I'm a spiteful and vengeful bastard...I'll fuck her right in front of him....

so Anna finds me and we are talking, mainly her nibbling on my neck...and I may be the only person who can hold conversation with others while having this done onto. Chase took a picture to have for when I call him that picture will show..he also told me to shutup and enjoy that...priceless...

so after awhile of me saying how I wanted to go home, I finally get the chance to, an hour later than what I had originally said, but Anna asked if she was invited, I told her yes, and I brought her over to my place...oh, so I park my car, pulling it in reverse trying to get as close to the guy behind me as possible in order to make my wheel go behind the yellow on the curb and I pulled off one of the greatest park jobs ever...my tire was nicely tucked behind the yellow and my bumper was about half an inch away from the other guys bumper..I never even hit him..amazing, I know I rock....

so as we are walking around the corner to my place I notice that the apartment above me is still raging with whatever it is they do every weekend..so I decided now would be a good time to go and visit the neighbors..so we go up, are invited in, and are handed beers...we wrote on the passed out drunk guy, danced around a bit, and became spectators to some weird strip a than, with mainly the guys...I said I felt inclined to join in, but I don't think they knew we are still here.....

so after that we went back down, telling them not to be quiet, keep it rocking because I want to hear them still when I wake up in the morning..so downstairs I went, walked up to my receiver and turned the volume knob all the way over...Anna and I had a little dance party going for a bit and then I started to crash..turned down everything since it was now five in the morning, sat on the couch, talked, and then started to pass out...

and thus ended my night..













"Oh, when I said DDR, I meant Dance Dance Revolution..not the communistic movement..."

Wasting Time..
like it's my job..

let me just state I officially hate my computer....

you ever wonder why I don't post as much...here's a clue, actually two....1) I really don't ever have the absolute free time it takes to make the posts..I may have an hour to dick around, but that's catching up on my mail, seeing what others are up to, and checking eBay...and B) every time I actually do go to post, my computer craps out in the middle of it..and I lose everything..and then when I try to go back and re-write it, it's just horrible, not nearly as brilliant as the first time, and a lot of it is trying to recapture a mood I've already given out..so fuck that...

so here I am back at mindy's typing up this post, amoung others..today's just a lame day..I couldn't get anyone to pick up my morning shift tomorrow, and they didn't need me at all today..so I'm stuck here..not making money, and not really getting anything accomplished...story of my life...

Two shifts..
Two moods..

and of course, two princes...

so the Tuesday morning has started like many past Tuesday mornings have..me ion a good mood..why, can't explain it..but it's the one day of the week who's morning doesn't piss me off for one reason or another...I make it to work on time, tried calling Rachann several times to make sure she got there on time as well, but no answer..I did find her as soon as I got to the OG so all was well...

and my mood was good..again I had only two tables this morning...one of them being a twelve top that got sat as soon as I got there...and my partner..well she didn't arrive for another half hour, just as I was ringing in the entire order..whatever..I did give her some of the gratuity at the end because she did help me run some trays of food out there...but that was it and I was on my way home..was cut at one, and left at quarter til only because people were talking and pizza was ordered...

made my phone call to Mindy just to prove her wrong from the discussion we had the night prior...she was worried that I wouldn't be cut as a split and I may not make it out of the OG in time to go back to my apartment and pick her up..so we didn't stay at my house the night prior..but as always..I am right...

so I got back to my place, took a nap..got up, DDR'ed, showered, and made it back to work to host....funny thing, I was the last of the hosts to arrive, since I was a couple minutes late and we all were to show up at 4:30, but I didn't care because Steph put me down as a split, so no matter what I would be cut first..brilliant.

and it was slow..I spent most of the time just standing around or rolling..I think I only sat maybe a max of seven tables..my section went from four servers, to two after they made the spit cuts, but not me....so once I was cut, I was hungry and wanted to get my free meal from Doug..but there was nowhere to sit, so I decided to leave and just wait it out..

and wait I did....mindy called me nearing 11, as she was heading over to pick me up...so from ther we want and got a sandwich from McDonald's and some random crap from Taco Bell, the healthiest meal ever! and mindy must have been PMS'ing because she had a tone with me the entire time I was with her, not yelly, but short and mean..so good times...

I would just like to mention that the other night really was unsettling, it took a day to hit me, and I never mentioned it, but here it goes....the other night, Monday, when I was with the gang at Bear's, patty was..god, how do I say this without sounding all full of myself...she was hanging on me, but nothing to read into...she was just holding my hand and was pressed up against me as we stood there watching the debauchery take place...at first I kinda pushed her off..so conditioned to not let those feelings come out towards a girl, really the only girl I ever hang out with..ever...because if I act boyfriend-y with her she'll only get upset then and I'll hear about it later.....but I did warm up to it, and you know what..it does feel good to be held and hold someone back..damnit...I do want a girlfriend....a compassionate one..and not the fucking relationship I got now...you know, the one where I have a girlfriend without any of the extreme benefits...fuck that....













"I wanna have sex while driving my car tonight, anybody down with that..anybody..anybody....YOU!"

The Hits Just Keep on Coming..
Mondays are still #1...

The faith in the rally pulls through once again.

The dreaded Monday morning..actually not so much dreaded, just a precursor to the amazing events that will take forth that evening, like a crappy opening band that you have to sit through in order to retain the great seats for general admission to see one of your favorite bands..but this Monday was a little different...for whatever reason I was scheduled as a split, aka two shifts, aka I'd be working that night.

and with the curse of the split I had only two tables in the morning, pulling in a whopping twelve dollars. during my break I made it home to tidy up, do random chores, and fax in my UofM re-admission application...then back to work...

back at work, when Doug saw me and put two and two together, the fact I was working a night shift, and it was Monday..he immediately felt bad...and he made cuts as quick as possible..I did have a couple more than two tables for the night, but I think almost every one of them wanted the damned Bueno Festa Song..

so I was cut , my tables were just wrapping up and I headed on over to the Weed right on time at 8 just as if nothing had ever threatened it. I wasn't sure how big of an event it was going to be for tonight, a lot of people either weren't feeling up to it, or I left at the OG with closing shifts, so I asked only for a booth..they were all surprised.

soon after my arrival Matt B showed up...followed by Rachann, Patty, and Charlene..the five of us rocked our for the remainder of the night, with Laurissa showing up right at last call. I was actually hungry and decided to order food...I think I ordered the same exact dish as I did the first time Isabelle and myself went there, that one time when Rachel rocked our world...

From Tumbleweed it was on to Comedy Caravan at Bear's. alright, now I will be first to admit that I never really ever wanted to go to this comedy caravan..maybe a slight inklingly once in awhile, but the mere thought of the horrendous jokes and non-humor that would be thrown out at a drunken college audience who want to hear fart jokes never sounded too appealing to me...but I went.

we cam in on the middle of this one comedians act, and it was actually pretty good..I remember char yelling out to him that she was going to mary him...foreshadowing...and following him was the headliner, this 50 year old man...who took awhile to warm up to for his use of profanities I felt was for more of a shock value than anything worth meaning. but from what we saw from those two comedians, it was a blast. after the show we sat for a little bit and were all talking, rachann almost giving me head at the table..and as patty and I are talking, turning our backs for virtually a minute, the place has thinned out and now rachann and Charlene are talking to those very two last comics we saw...

the older one split out of jonestwon while he could, but the first comedian, the one Charlene said she was going to marry, well, he wasn't so lucky. and so there we stood, well, there patty and I stood, watching this debauterious event take place..Charlene practicaly throwin herself at the guy..and then, as if it couldn't get any better..this creepy old guy walks up to rachann and starts talking to her..the line we heard was him mentioning how he was wearing his sister's sweater...so there patty and I were, stuck in the middle with creepy sister sweater man to the left and Charlene wrapping her drunk legs around a very funny man to our right...so we did what any couple of people would do in this situation..we added to the craziness and started to kiss...nobody saw it, and nobody would ever know...it was awesome.

(For the record I would just like to state that yes it indeed was my idea to add the the irrationalities of the situation and start kissing the person standing next to me, However, it was only meant to be a kiss on the check for I didn't want to cross any boundaries with Patty, though ideally making out was the off-the-wall idea I had in my head to make the situation as complex as possible..and of course after it happened you got the shocked Jason trying to valididate the actions by stating he only was going for the cheek and getting the response of, "I know, but I gave you that instead"...)

So it was about that time when we decided to pull the now making a fool out of herself char from the helpless victim of a Hairy Bear - and this is where it gets tricky. like dealing with my baby rats, I had two mindless drunks both trying to go in opposite directions. rachann was parked by me and was quite a distance aways, and Charlene was right next to the building..so I walked char to her car and quickly made the deduction she was not going to drive by any means. so I called patty over to take char to her house, I would follow and take patty the rest of the way home..and somehow rachann was going to fit in there as well....well, as I made my way to my car in hopes of finding a stumbling or passed out ontop one of the vehicles rachann, I found neither rachann nor her car there...great, I just let a drunk slip from my hands and onto the roads...

so I made a call to rachann asking her to call me as soon as she got this in order for me to know that everything was ok..I followed patty in char's car to char's place, dropped her off, and then proceeded to take patty the rest of the way home. we talked briefly in my car, me making the joke about how I didn't have to take her home right away, especially after the little kissing session. but she explained even though as much as she wants to, that the timing just isn't right at this moment (story of my love life) she's dealing with a lot of complicated situations from ex's to deaths in the family and she doesn't want to make matters worse by fooling around with me and in the end grow feelings and attatch herself to me...I then said messed up relationships is my specialty and all I know.

so I let her go and swung around to 37 to head home..and then I get the brilliant idea to test my car- you see, my car has been acting up lately, rather it's been sounding a little off to me, and I just wanted to test it up at high speeds to see if it could indeed make it on a long trip, such as one to the region that is past overdue..so I go, get it up to 85 and start to bring it back down, rather coast, and all sounds good to me so for..then my radar detector goes off, and I hit the brakes a little just in case it's not going off because of the stores I am passing...and sure enough, in my rear view mirror I see the lights of a squad car in the distance...so I keep coasting until I make it to the 2nd street exit and I decide to pull over..and wait..it takes him a bit to get to me but he eventually does, and I'm calm as hell during all of this.

he comes up and asks me if I knew how fast I knew I was going and all that jazz, but it gets better with the following.. "What kind of plates are those?" - "Indiana" - "Indiana? I meant what kind of plates are those!" -"They are Native American plates in support of my Native American Heritage" - "Oh" and it even gets better with this "How's your record, when's the last time you got a ticket?" - "April 2nd 2004" - "For what?" - "Speeding, in a speedtrap" - "A speedtrap?" - "Yeah you know, one of those places that cops always sit because they know nobody actually does or in this case can do the speed limit, it was in St John, where it goes from a 55 to a 35 in a heartbeat right on a hill. Not only that but I was singled out of the pack because of my out-of-state plates, cars were passing me, but because I started out ahead of them at the light I'm speeding..and I would have been in court to contest it too, but I had to work and couldn't make it - logistically it was impossible for any of us to be speeding.." he came back to my car and told me that the speed I was going was worth a ticket (well duh, you told me it was I was doing 72 in a 55) but he was going to let me go with a warning..he never even questioned the alcohol smell on my breath...

so in light of those events I had to stop off at mindy's to tell her about it all and how I didn't get a ticket while I was "drunk" Boo-ya!













"If you can't Fuck & Drive, you can't Fuckin' Drive!"

Eighty-Six'ed
you and everyone we know...

one of the worst Saturday's to work..and I took it all in stride...

the morning was retarded as ever..wake up and there is snow on the ground...get to work and I'm in bianco, a Saturday morning classic now...so that means I have to put up with large tables, making large tabs, but leaving small tips..annoying, yes. I got into it with this lady who asked for our minestrone with just the broth and shells...after I told her that was virtually impossible, our soup has very little shells at any given time, and as for broth..virtually none...she goes into a rant about how that's how she always gets it at Greenwood...I snapped and told her this isn't Greenwood, we do things a bit differently here..

she didn't like that..she was also the one who ordered the "chicken with broccoli and alfredo sauce", to which I asked did she want the chicken con broccoli substitute alfredo sauce, or chicken alfredo add broccoli? she freaked out and started pointing at her menu...turns out she wanted chicken alfredo add broccoli..to which I charged her for the broccoli....

I somehow turned out $85 from the morning..and worked straight through into the night..I being tina's replacement at 4, Leah S being my replacement at 430 and Leah S having her replacement come in at 430 as well...a little tricky, but we pulled it off...

so the night was retarded as I stated...we ran out of coasters...glasses (using anything we could get our hands on)...small togo containers....grated cheese...and steak pieces for the Alfredo Steak Gorg and the Mixed Grill...and not to mention this was the new manager's first Saturday night by hisself..yeah, good times....

and not to mention the host staff was pissing off everyone in the world...well except for me..I didn't have a problem too much, but others were going to kill someone...Leah in particular...

the night ended, making only $90, and I stopped by mindy's to pick up the rest of my clothes...went home, accidentally took an hour nap, showered and then sat around..I didn't want to go back to Mindy's for food...it would have just been stupid....













"Man, fuck this shit..."

Why Do I Do...
..anything?

it was a day of something..just what is the real question....

the morning got started early and with a rush...I woke up and had to run home to make an over the phone interview by 9:30...my plans of course were to wake up earlier than that to wake up and have my voice in the best possible condition for this....so on my way home I'm singing and talking the entire ride there....

I make the call and it all goes well..although the guy was a little bit negative about the whole situation..I just look at it as though he was offering personal experience into it, which makes reality harsh...whatev's.....so the outcome, Michigan, excuse, the University of Michigan is going to let me come back....

I'll give you a moment to take in that statement...

better? so after that I passed back out...only to wake up to an alarm I set to wake up mindy..for I forgot to set one before I left in the morning....and then back to sleep..then it was time for me to get up and go off to work....

when I got there they asked me who I was working for...great, I'm not even on the schedule..for some reason I had a feeling I wouldn't be serving tonight..turns out they took me off the schedule to put me in the window...my first real, full shift in the window..and on a Friday night...awesome...

it went well, the cooks tortured me a little bit, like the one time they let all the food pile up in the window, then sold me twenty tickets....and then they continued to pile more food and ending up pushing off a dish and having to remake that...but I kept my cool the entire time..

after work I was tired and started some laundry...mindy and I were asleep by 1 easily...and it was the 1:30 drunk dial I got that woke me up, and kept me up..I knew it was going to keep me up, so I got up and switched over the loads of laundry and watched TV...I actually finished all my laundry and passed out by three on the futon...it was also the realization I shouldn't be in bed next to mindy that kicked me out, not my wet clothes...

4am comes and so does mindy, she gets up, goes to the kitchen for a snack and then wakes me up, pulling me back to bed...I go, only because sleep is good, and it will all stop once I close my eyes.













"I'm only going [to UofM] to get away from you.."

Rest Day...
..regret day..

Every wake up with that feeling of regret in the morning...

knowing that what you just did was probably the stupidest thing ever, and would just rest and push back all that had been accomplished, yeah well, welcome to this morning....woke up in mindy's bed, didn't feel too bad at first, but then it hit me, late as usual, what I had just done...but I did remain somewhat strong..I didn't cuddle her, not even in the morning when I really really wanted to..and I stayed on my half of the bed for the better part of it al..our legs did criss-cross, but whatever...of course that little bit of touch is just as detrimental as any other...

so we get up, well after 3..and we decided to get the day started...it was exactly at four that I put together the time, the day, and what I had missed..I was supposed to go to RnR History II at 415..and since I missed Tuesday's class because of V-Day, I wanted to go today...but indeed I did not..mindy is a horrible roll model for going to class..she didn't go to class this morning either...

so we grabbed food and headed to my place so I could change clothes..but once we got there we turned on the TV to an awesome show about breaking into people's houses on the discovery channel..and after that we took yet another nap..

from there it was to the mall, buying more clothes, and then a brisk walk through target, NOT actually buying anything for once..somehow.

and then it was on our way to K-Roger and then to the Big Red for some Sherry...where the clerk girl smoking outside confronted me about my car. She first asked me if it was a stock engine..and then asked if I had a V-8 in it...then told me that it sounded really good..with such a country accent, it was adorable.

Another Double Down...
..and it's a flop...

The last of the doubles, with an insult to end with...

As always I meant to get started with the day a little bit earlier than when I actually intended to wake up for the last minute to get ready to go to work. whatever..8am is too early..and in light of that wake up, by the time my alarm actually goes off I'm just getting back into my sleep..whatever..

off to work I go, working in the morning for mindy, and I get to have a follow. megan follows for me for less than an hour, and right after she goes back to classroom I am cut...and then I wait..and wait. so my tables are sticking around, talking..my first table is the last one I have now...so I sit in the back of Ecco, and sit in on the classroom with Caty. Finally by 2:30 my table gets up, and I'm running out the door...

I get home, and call some places, not expecting to have this time off, not thinking I would be considered a split, but got the balls rolling on things. but I wanted to get back to work early..Something before 4 just in order to pick up tables for those wanting to leave from this morning. made it in there by 3:50, plenty of time..and as I pull up I roll up along side Jeremy Stone..and as I get out of my car I am startled by J.Stone and his appearance. His hair is bright Blue!

V-Day...
Let's Not Even Go There...

Lame Monday...
..but it had it's moments...

yeah, to sum it up, today was pretty lame, but there were some highlights did shine through..with this reminder....

it started out like any monday morning after a night of being up on the phone til 5 telling the one you love you don't want to ever speak to her again..

Weird Feelings..
not going anywhere...

just one of those days you wished the earth would swallow you whole...

so only getting an hours worth of sleep, I didn't quite wake up on time for my appointment..when I finally got out of bed to go, it was 8, just a half hour past the red zone..which I believe is the start of feeling the way I do currently..you know, the no-selfworth feeling..yeah.

mindy got up and went to work..it wasn't til 3 I pulled myself out, and with the thought I wouldn't see her, but as I was getting ready she waltzed in, tried to make conversation with me..but I told her I wasn't in the mood..I continued to get ready and she gave me a hug goodbye..was too good/running late to give me a hug this morning, but now...whatever..fuck that..it just pisses me off...don't try to be there for your "friends" when they've finally given up on you...

I continued home, and I actually accomplished a lot in the little time I was out and about...I called some places about getting my tire for stupid Lucille..and I actually found a place that had a used tire that only cost me $25..as opposed to the $200 I would have had to spent on a new tire that would have thrown off my steering even more...I tried to reschedule with my appointment, but that didn't happen - I went to the post office, only to come to find I had to go to the post office on the other side of town for some reason - went to Pier 1 to get my price adjustment - stopped in at the furniture store to see they had sold my dining set - and to make matters best, the speakers that were sent to me, won't work...so all in all, the the means were better the end result..I was happier with the fact I did all this, than the fact that it all turned out so crappily...

at home I sulked, dave called me and we spoke briefly..he was making sure I was still alive from Monday night..and from that point on I continued with this weird, worse than floating through life feeling..I couldn't keep an actual thought in my head, I had a really bad indecisive ADD going on, my head hurt and I didn't feel as if I were really here, and my neck is in soo much pain..I just want to sleep without the hastle of waking up.













"Oh, I see you got a $15 ticket for driving drunk last night I found on the windshield of my car..."

Messy Monday...
a death wish...

So despite what I though, this may have been the most drunk I've ever been..

started off the afternoon with a little work-a-thon, not really I only had a whopping four tables yet still was able to walk out after tip out with $42. I wasn't in the best of moods, mindy tried talking to me, but I really didn't want anything to do with it.

so after work, as I was leaving, mindy walked out at the same time, she was going with Chantel for whatever reason, and told me to call her after margarita Monday..I told her I couldn't do that...so after we parted ways I sent her a text message saying I'm in asshole mode because that's what I believe I believe is the best way to get things accomplished, and that I thought it best that she leave me alone for awhile..

after that moment I was on a mission..I was home, I never took a nap, though came close at one point - while online I was pleased to see several away messages all informing others of the wondrous day is was today..so I put up my response to it all, "killing the week early and drowning the past in tequila, somewhere in the middle I will rest"..all too true in the hours to come...

I arrived at 8, as we had all planned, and I waited for others to show..it wasn't til 830 or so when Drapper came in..and again it was the two of us sitting at a large table. while we were waiting this little kid was entranced wit me, kept looking at me, until he started crying...I would call him a cocksucker later...others eventually arrived, and it was a more intimate gathering unlike last time - which was fine with me, except for the arrival of a certain someone..one who I had bit my tongue not to go off on the entire time..if it weren't for his sulking state I would have laid into him (Adam K)..

I was making the standard drunk dials, I even called ALCO for Elizabeth, whom put me through to just about everyone in the store..slightly professed my love, key word there, and continued to drink...when it came time to head out, closing down the place and all everyone ran off as I went to say goodbye to Chase, who opted not to sit with us since an old friend whom he hadn't seen in awhile was in town... we all got up, they asked if I was cool to drive..I knew I really wasn't perfectly fine to drive, but I didn't want to leave my car anywhere other than my place..

so out in the parking lot there was a struggle, as I ran to my car, chase followed me in his car, got out and tried to take my keys...as I rolled down my window to talk he reached in..again with the struggle, and in the process we hit the windshield wiper lever, and the fluid started to spray all over him. well, as funny as this was to me, I continued to do it, and it made him give up on the keys and follow me over to Yogi's (all with the help from racheal bartels)..I had really just wanted to go home, but they convinced me to go to the other bar to sober up and then drive home..whatever...so we get in..I'm there for a only a couple minutes before whatever reason unbeknownst to me, I decide to call mindy and let her know how drunk I am...instantly mad at me, she tries to keep me on the phone as she is now coming to pick me up..knowing that I fucked up, not supposed to see her again I grab my shit, say goodbye and head out home..

so I'm laying on my futon, talking to Dave, and Rahcann keeps calling me, telling me mindy had just been there looking for me, when all of a sudden the doorbell rings, but it sounds so surreal that I say it's the TV..and then Mindy is right in my face, scaring the crap out of me...so I hang up the phone and she starts hitting my head, making a comment about how that won't feel as bad as a windshield..so to get her to stop I lunge at her and bring us both crashing into the floor...at that moment I realize moving was a bad idea..so I get up and proceed to the bathroom..where I begin to vomit...

a glass of water was handed to me to drink, I ask for a straw and the TV to be put on the Cartoon Network...only one of my requests were fulfilled - that being the straw..so I continue to argue about having the TV put on the Cartoon Network to watch Home Movies and more alcohol to go with it..mindy says something about not until I finish my glass of water, so I take it from her hands and dump it into the toilet..then I proceed to tell her I'm going to break the glass..I start tapping it on the toilet as a precursor to what I will do, but a piece chips off, which makes me pull back and smash it into the side of the toilet, shattering the glass in my hands..causing cuts and me to bleed.

mindy tried to get me to get up to go with her back to her place, but I wasn't moving..she had to take Fabi home and didn't want to leave me like that..I told her to take away the glass because I wanted to cut myself with it..she thought I was joking, then ripped the pieces out from my clentched right fist. I ask for more alcohol and tell her it to be wise she remove and cleaning products from underneath the sink, I would drink those too..I even tried to choke on my own vomit, but to no avail...

she left and came back, only to drag me to bed..the entire time I told her how she shouldn't be here, how she wasn't supposed to be here..it was horrible, she called me a mess, and tried to convince me on living..

I eventually fell asleep, but we all know I would just wake up in the morning..














"What did you do to that child - I think he was looking into my soul"

Puppy Bowl II...
..with Kitty Halftime show

the brilliance just keeps on coming...

oh today, what a day..insert a rolling of the eyes right there please. today sucked, completely sucked..I think it's just a wind-down from last night, a little bit of the leftover garbage..but still, it persits. after getting barely to no sleep it was time to go to work..I was really regretting switching with Darrel at this point, but it needed to be done.

work was ridiculously stupid. it was slow yes..but that little Stephanie girl kept me full..but as the clock ticked on, I grew more and more tired..and once it was completely dead, my last table was getting up ( actually that was a half hour long epic..they got up to use the restroom, came back, and then the guy stood at the table..wanting to leave but the bitches wouldn't shutup..) so finally at 230, no tables at all..I am ready to be checked out..and I wait..and I wait..and they aren't seating me....

my replacement was to be in at 400...but then something happened and they were taken off of the schedule..so I didn't have a replacement, didn't have a table, and it was now pushing after 330...the managers ask me to stay on til 430 or so..for what, to piss me off...

so just before 4 I get double sat, and yeah..it wasn't worth my time at all...$5 on $40 and $6 on $50...and I got around 5 or so....complete waste of time..so I had to stop by mindy's to get the rats and pick up some of my last things..so by the time I get home I crash on my bed, lights on everywhere..music blarring..until 830, when mindy calls me asking for her keys, so she can leave work..riiight, I never returned them and she has the stupid car so she needs keys to get in..ok...so I wake up, kinda throw on some clothes and drop off her keys to her..and she stands there, trying to make plans with me..me, wanting to to do anything with her of course but biting back on my tongue because a change needs to be in order, so I sit there not really saying anything..a scene I react all too often...

we part ways and I wind up here at my house...finish watching up the game, eat some hot dogs, the puppy bowl and whatever I can cram into my vision. phone calls are made back and forth between mindy and myself..the last taking the longest with the least amount said. we both want to hang out with each other, but we both know it's not the healthiest thing to do...and neither of us will say or admit it. I make the point that if we both know the "best" option will hurt both parties and we both don't want to say it, or act it out..doesn't that mean something?

nothing more is really said...she grows tired and decides to call it a night and see me in the morning.













"Herro, Asuka, I was wondering if you had Derivery?"

Not yet..
wait for it...

don't worry, the things from last night won't hit me til...tomorrow?

I'm not going into anything...people are stupid, people are shady..people don't make sense...luckily all this flucuates every thirteen seconds..but the big ideas haven't hit me yet....

I worked a double, oddly enough it held my mind and kept my attention..worked for only a couple hours in the morning, got cut as a split then went back to mindy's..I laid there til it was time for me to go back to work, woke her up as I left since she had to be there only 15 minutes after me...

after work I figured I'd give it a shot, a chance to turn it all around..but that never happens...

this is all you get....













"insert floating through life emotion here"

Ditched?
what happened?

I can't even catch a break when I don't want it...

So after giving in the night before, I woke up next to the warm familiar body I've been longing for..turkey sandwiches are best served warm, like a Manhattan...we slept in til 3ish, mindy missing yet another day of classes. I got ready to go to work and we parted ways...

work was lame, another fill-in manager, a female this time. I don't even know if she truly worked for Darden, she kept asking ransom questions and was really intrigued by the way we did things..weird...work started off very slowly, but it eventually picked up..we were on a wait, but I had the family table, so my life sucked. the family table did get sat at one point, with five, with the potential to be five more..and because they just sat me as they were seating the family table (and my other table was expecting one more on the way but had ordered their food) I had Matt B take lead..and in fact I never really caught up with him because of my tables being so darn confusing..the family table stayed a five and therefore I was bumped from ever having it.

Fabian came in, was supposed to sit in my section, but somehow Chantel got ahold of him and brought him to 433, the table next to my two top I was serving to have a third table...so a little irked I dealt with it..she got hers though, a five top was to be seated at 311 thus giving Chantel a fourth table, but this was spoken in front of the manager and it didn't fly well with her..so they gave it to me instead..HA..funny thing is, I still picked up a fourth table just moments later...

Matt B was cut earlier and left with fire in his ass..I was so pissed to see his tables not even bussed, pre-bussed, or any of the sidework completed...and he only had two tables to take care of since I took his third as my fourth...I was everso pissed...

and then Chase got them to cut me as a split, thinking that I truly was a split, but soon found out I was not..but let it slide since I had my "date" to go on.. and then..ohh, and then....

Chantel pissed me off yet again..Chase was a split, and was cut..but decided to stay on, to allow for others to get cut, and take a 20 top that was going in Ecco..and as the manager and Chase tried to figure out who else would take, they came to Darrel...well this was fine and well..and then the party went down to 15, so even better..but then, then chantel came up to them and said "you know you can only have a max of seven guests per server, since it's 15 you need one more..." if I were Chase, I would have been going to jail for punching a bitch out cold..are you fucking kidding me..he un-cut himself to help take a party, helping everyone out..and then they go and pull that shit...are you for real???

the night wasn't a total loss, not yet, I got to work with Shady Lady..we talked, she mentioned how she hadn't seen me in awhile and missed me. and at one point while we were talking I brought up getting together sometime..maybe have a Valentine's Dinner together, basically asking her to be my Valentine..she said yes, and also commented how she had promised two other dinners as well, and she was going to spread them out..to have three nights/dates. I made a comment about whoring herself out in order to get free meals..and we quarreled with this and I think I took back my dinner date with her..who needs competition with two other guys when I have a hard enough time battling myself...

so on my way home I had a message to call mindy, she was freaking out about the rats..so we talked.apprently the docile and retarded Walley has attacked Gus, the mean one..went for the jugular and everything..so mindy got another cage and split them up. and then we talked..apparently Mindy had these big plans to get drunk with Fabi, Leah, and Adam K...whatever, she's just doing that because of my date..my date by that time I didn't want to go on...so I told mindy that if she needed a ride home, since she was taking a cab there, and if she wanted to makeout with me call me..only if these two conditions were to be true, not one or the other (ok..maybe the other...) give me a call..you know...she takes my complete seriousness so well..it makes me wonder....

so then I tried to text Laurissa and find out what she was doing.."getting ready for a wonderful night out"...ok, so I left some messages...then later the away message changed to "out *smiley face*" sooo, I texted Rachann to see if I was being blown off...but Rachann insisted that she wasn't trying to blow me off, and that they were all at yogi's and I should get over there...well little known fact, mindy had kinda joked around about whatever I do with Laurissa, don't go out to the bars since she'd be out there too..and she didn't want to make things awkward..

so in light of all this utter crap, I decided to go grocery shopping, the one thing I can do that still makes me happy, expect for when I spend every litle bit of cash I had on me...90 dollars later and I still don't know what to eat...

so by the time I got home from shopping, I had told Rachann and Chase that I'd probably stop by the places those two were..but my neck was cramping up, which made me even more tired..so I cooked a pizza and watched TV..then Adam K called me..wondering how the date was going on...telling me he didn't think it would work out..well, this little bit of "fuck off" wakes me, makes me call Rachann and I go to Yogi's

Well, I get there, she's outside talking to this guy I waited on yesterday morning, and then Adam Spaulding pulls up to drop some friends off..we all talk and then Laurissa comes out, and she's just as drunk as Rachann..and as I try to talk to her, this douche in an orange shirt comes up and does the whole "invade" thing..like he's been trying to work on this girl for awhile and doesn't want his efforts thwarted by some random guy trying to take advantage on the drunk girl..well in his mind...so I'm gearing up for fight or flight, the latter prevailing, then I get a call from mindy..she wants me to come over...and we'll end there













"come play with me"

Cold Turkey Sucks!
I mean sandwiches...

you know, you'd think I'd learn by now...

So it's the first of the month, a good pre-start to what I hope to keep going for the entire month..WRONG. So I go to work, mindy was surprised to see me for I picked up a shift for Robyn. Mindy was in one of the worst moods I had ever seen her in, and it's funny that I was in a decently good mood..our moods are directly inporportional to one-another.

the first thing she says was how it's cool that I am not talking to her..and I say my favorite double negative line, I'm not not talking to you...HA..apparently some of the text messages she sent me I actually didn't receive, which makes me think about what if I were to have received them, what would I have done with all that guilt of trying to take time away..

everyone at work asked me what was wrong with mindy, if we were fighting, and so forth..so by chance we got off at the same time and we went over to her place to talk things out..and talk we did, apparently I've been misinterpreting the situation, not fully understanding things, and possibly just overlooking things as human nature..whatever the case, it finally got through and I promised to make a difference..of course by then it was getting late, 4, I still needed to run to my house and be back to work by 430...

I had picked up a host shift with the promise of being first out and a free meal from Doug...I did so because, well, I needed the money and didn't make jack at lunch..it was a pretty busy night to be honest, we had a lengthy wait list, mainly two-tops, but still..I had at least four servers with four tables.. Elizabeth came in to say Hi to Drapper and me..and speaking of Drapper, that bastard was a moody little bitch all night, so I just stopped seating him after he complained about his third table....

I had a section to seat that consisted of three people..nine tables..so I got bored real quickly and started seating the entire dining room...it was fun, at one point I even took lead and then wanderer...but my night came to a close, not as soon as I would have liked, I was home by 830..and by 9 I was dead tired and decided to take a quick nap...

well that didn't happen, I got up at 1130, knowing damn well it would be virtually impossible to pump out two 4000 character essays on shit I didn't even care about in thirty minutes..only realizing later I had an hour and a half, but whatever....so I played DDR, showered (mainly because I reeked of Jimmy Johns) and started to get on with my night...

THEN mindy called, bored because of her night and wanted to do something..everyone else was asleep or doing something else...so she turned to me, and I reluctantly had her come over..with Taco Bell of course..my night was already ruined from missing my deadline, I had nothing left to offer, so why night kill it completely..

Mindy arrived with the Bell food and we watched Home Movies, talked, then finally decided to put The Blues Brothers in...we got an hour into it all and somehow it was already 5am..so because mindy had a 9 o'clock class she HAD to go to, we decided it best to go to sleep..

and there you have it, the end of the night, the end of a short lived run...the end..













"If he were my son, I'd kill him..and if I were his son, I'd kill him...shutup...."

Day Tue..
..with classes!

Alright, for titles, that one takes the cake!

In an attempt to tip the scales I'm trying something new...we'll see how that goes. I didn't wake up early like I wished, merely wished not planned on happening. so I went to work, made little to no money, but as long as it's one of my favorite numbers (35 for you imbeciles..) I'll be ok with that..

I got back here shortly after 3..starting winding down only to wind up again and head off to class...that's right, you right that correctly...class...I was to meet up with Alaina at Ballantine Hall, which for the record I still had no idea where it was located..oh, the class, History of Rock N Roll 2...and today they were finishing up the Stones and leading into the Kinks..good god I about had 13 orgasms..

so it was a funny feeling to be back in an auditorium hall with a couple hundred other people my age (kinda) all around...and it was at that moment that I realized, wow, there are a lot of people..out there..take that in as many ways as possible, because I sure the hell did..I thought that my life somehow had integrated into a large part of people..but that's only around me, and around those people..those layers can only go so thick before the whole Jason persona and all he represents fades...(I mean we see how "DoucheRocket" made it's way to Indianapolis...) But yeah, there are a lot of people I still don't know..and the kicker is...

who the hell am I to say that I found the one I truly love, the one I'm supposed to be with when our relationship was only forced on by a close interacting environment..to say I'll never find someone like what'sherface is retarded..there's so many fucking people out there..and some of them are actually attractive. and we all know how I love to meet new people..and we all know how I wear my heart on my sleeve and can become infatuated with a newperson as easily as my pants drop (what?!) so yeah..to fuck with everything else..cold turkey..not a problem, as long as I keep re-reading this...and tattoo it on my hand when I have to face certain people..like at work...

Anyways as for class, it rocked, no pun please..I really enjoyed it, I mean afterall it was the Stones, who I and the teacher are in love with. so I'll be going to that class as much as I can..unfortunately I did pick up a shift for Thursday evening somehow..what are the odds of that..

after class I walked around, trying to find my way home, made it to Subway (ohhh yeah) and walked home..ate the entire footlong, I must have been hungry for I planned to eat only six inches of it and the remainder later..continued watching some episodes of Arrested Development, went to Target, and then it was nine and I was too tired to live..so I took a nap, which lasted for a mere hour and a half, the music got too loud and a voicemail got my attention..so I stayed up for a large part of the night, IM'ing random people, watching TV, listening to music, and came to love life, if only for a few moments.

Highlight of my night, if not for the rockin' class, the footlong I ate, the TV shows I watched, or just the unusual good mood I was in may just have been the acquirement of Laurissa's number..we have a date...kinda...it's something, but even an avalanche starts with one snowflake.













"oh yeah, she may care and I just may be proven my strength..she called, but that was all, a voicemail and goodnight"

Missing in Action...
on Margarita Monday...

Today's the day you get to drink your problems from the weekend away..and create more...

So this morning started off as I expect many mornings to start off..alone and in my own bed. I made it to work and didn't want to have any part with anyone who was there...especially since Mindy was working..I never got a reaction of what she felt or thought about the emails I sent to her last night..and apparently she was up til 6, cool..so she just decided to not respond to my texting or emails..what an awesome person...

so work went on, she tried to talk to me about Charlene and Drapper working and such, but I told her to stop...I left work as she ate, went to Wal-Mart to get some candles..came home and passed out...got up in just enough time to hear my phone ringing, it was Rachann asking what time was I to head out..I told her give me a few to shower and I'll be on my way.

Drapper and I met up about the same time..that was around 800....it wasn't til 9 when the rest of our party showed up..and party it was...we had a total of 12 people by the time the place closed down which made me everso happy..funny thing, when Drapper and I walked in they knew us and asked how many, I said about and they replied "so we'll set it up for 10 then.." god they love us...our waitress was Lauren this time, and I felt bad because she wasn't a closer but we kept her there til well after we left, and we lingered out around 11...talk about closing the place down..I don't know how fond she was of my whimsical hitting on her and blatant flirting, something seemed off, I wasn't able to pull off Jason Angus like I've been able to before, a little sad.

so everyone who showed up had a blast and said they'd love to do it again...so we may be seeing a tradition..a new Wednesday night if you will..starting off with only a couple people, but rallying and getting a party started. I called Elizabeth and we all toasted to her, the co-founder of the fabulous event.

afterwards the majority of us all went to Yogi's..we stayed there for a bit.played some pool, to which I lost three games, all on random technicalities and not really playing correctly, so I didn't care. At Yogi's my alcohol induced state went from happy to depressed and it was time for me to go..others were leaving too and it was only 1230, a very early night if I do say so myself.

I talked to Dave for a bit..he was trying to give me advice on how to deal with my fucked up life, and Casey lent an ear to my random situations on her birthday nonetheless..though surprisingly I didn't hear from a certain someone..and as much as I wanted to call her, I remained strong...but it hurts more knowing that she didn't call me - not like I couldn't even ignore the call and be strong like that - she didn't even call, so she doesn't even care...and to make matters worse, I've got this cat sitting outside my window, meowing non-stop..I went outside to shoo it away all the while saying, "I hope this isn't some lame attempt to rape me.." to whomever set the cat up out there...) but the cat came back..and I've got that to listen to, and remind me of you know who..

I'll be watching more episodes of Arrested Development, good night....













"Alright, take my keys, if I can't make that shot, I'm definitely too drunk to drive.."

"I dunno what to tell you, life doesn't like you"

Stupid Saturday...
Stupid People...

all of it's stupid and I don't want any part of it.

Woke up this morning..expecting to get up a lot earlier than the time I had to go to work, but what can you do..I stayed in bed just long enough to push it til I was late for work..I was in Amarone this morning, which is different, usually I'm in bianco on Saturday morning, but whatever..it was a very slow morning, we were barely on a wait for most of the afternoon..my tables were good and bad..my ladies I got drunk tipped me well, but the turnover table I got, that I also got drunk just about stiffed me...well the lady leaving a credit card did, and the other fucks left five on fifty...for a total of five on seventy...yeah, fuck you...I knew it was going to be a problem when the guy handed me sixty dollars for his fifty dollar bill and when I said thank you - because he was in a hurry and wanted to leave - he repeated that he gave me sixty, and then I made the realization he wanted his change, and maybe stiff me too...fuckers!

but somehow I managed to make it out of there, out the door at 4:04..yeah, imagine that, even as a closer..I had a full section and I was prolonged their departure for about twenty minutes, knowing that my replacement was to show up at 4..luckily everything worked out as planned and I was home in little time, taking home little money...I thought about staying, but..I kinda didn't feel right...

so I came home, to the big empty apartment, and I started to clean things up, organize some things, fixing it up because I feel like I'm gonna be spending a lot of time here...that and if I bring a lady friend over I want it looking nice and clean for her as well...

after cleanup it was time for some DDR..and then a shower...and then some food...by then it was 9 - mindy had called me a couple of times but for whatever reason my phone was still on silent. so I called her back, we kept on calling each other for that hour checking in..she wanting me to come out with her, Stewie, and Alaina to the movies, but I did not want any part of it..finally at 10 she gave up completely on me, was angered and told me to "have fun" and hung up...so I had to text her back saying she has no right to be upset at me for not wanting to go out, especially when I don't care about anything right now..a friend would understand that...wow, not only did I take a stand on the situation, but I threw the "friend" thing right back at her...it took her a little bit to text me back, probably because I did encourage it with another text, but all she said was "I'll call you later"

She did call me back..and I felt bad (naturally) and felt we "needed to talk" or something along those lines..so I couldn't avoid her anymore and I went over, it took a bit of a push, but it happened. Stewie was asleep when I got there, Mindy and I talked but never got around to watching the movie, but somehow I ended up staying..













This lonely house will only result in the rebirth of the anti-social me