Day 3
Just Another Random Day...
Better not blow your load too early...
Oh yet again another random day in the life of jason angus, yet nothing feels accomplished...
So here I sit, at the end of my day, in Eric's room watching Alfie along with Jenny, Amiee just left the room. I am left in this state of wonderment, this unaccomplished nothing feeling, and I’m not sure what choices I am supposed to be making...
At times I get cynical and shut myself off from the world, I revert back to the way I used to be. And it’s during these times of antisocialness
I really need to stop napping mid-day..i took another nap this afternoon after lunch only to kill time, I had an hour left and our group went our separate ways for that hour...so I got back to my room, set my alarm just in case I were to fall asleep, and then laid down..it's not like I can do too much: the TV is on but we only have like 5 channels, I have no internet, I'm too tired and school worn out to read any books, and it's a little too early to stop blogging...so I end up passing out...well, for the second day in a row now my dreams have been uber-tramatizing...these dreams are so intense and are filled with so much real emotion, after I wake I don't feel like I slept, rather just went through some horrible experience I wish not to talk about it...but just contradictory, I am able to go about my day rather quickly, almost forgetting everything that happened, maybe not forgot because I think about it all day long, but the weight of the situations doesn't seem to get to me, and I'm not buried in my day by it.
The day pretty much consisted of more classroom work, we got a longer break, it was a little more entertaining (for me at least), we watched videos, did some activites, whatever it was entertaining...I did as mentioned, take a cap on lunch, but did have lunch...and you know, I've been eating like crazy, I'm taking advantage of all four meals they are providing...looks like I'll be gaining some weight in no time if I don't start..moving around...?
Hung out with my group again at every possible second, we are like glue or something...at 830 we all got together after enjoy a snack sandwich, and watched Employee of the Month..they were offering the viewing in the auditorium...
Afterwards we got a spot over by the ping-pong table and just shat the shit..it was good and all. I enjoy our group but I'll be damned honest, for some reason my sense of humor styling has gotten a little off..i'm very angry and vengeful, offering to punch people in the face or telling them to shut the fuck up every three seconds..i got to really turn it down..
I really got to this one kid...it was right after the movie we piled on out of the theater and were standing outside of it..a friend of jenny's comes up to her and they start talking...he then tries to intermingle with the group, asking what class we were in..he made a comment and was a little surprised that we were all in the same class because he had yet to see us..wherein I retorted quite snidely that we were just too cool for him and made our elite presence unknown....it broke him down and everyone around was in shock...I tried to fix I by re-inventing what I meant by it, but whatever I just went up to my room to return my pillow and blanket.
After chilling watching those play twister we headed up to eric's room which is where we are now...funny, by the time I finish up this post the movie credits will be going..amazing.
"absinthe makes the heart grow fonder..."
Wednesday, January 17, 2007
Tuesday, January 16, 2007
Day 2
Shallow Pond
And tag pulling..
So not even here two days and my tag was already pulled, ohhh the people from CP would be proud...
So these days are long..but only because they start so early, well, earlier than what I am used to...we had to be down in the main meeting area at 7am today...luckily I got some sleep last night after I passed out sideways fully clothed in my bed and didn't even manage to get under the covers til 5...only to get out of bed at 530 when my other roommates were either waking up or had their alarms going off...
I got a light breakfast, met for the paper retrievals, and then waited for the next session at 8 (yeah, it was pretty lame needing to only be there for five minutes this morning but whatever).
We had more information/orientation sessions and I was just getting bogged down by it all...on one of our breaks our little group took a walk outside around the buildings..but by lunch time I had to take a nap, granted I only had 45 minutes to do so, I needed to get some sleep out of the way otherwise class would be killer.
The nap effectively worked, though it was probably the most disturbing dreams I've had in a long time..again lets just say unresolved issues...but I was able to pull through the remainder of the classroom experiece..well I did take a nap at the first break back from lunch…and it bled into classtime, I don't know how I wasn't told to get up and walk around being in the front row and all...
After class it was time for more line forming, where we turned in the last of our paperwork..lots of lines, and yeah we also got our ID's so no more leis...
By that time I was hungry and ready for dinner so we moved on down to the wheel room to get some grubbage..i was joined by the typical group of Jenny, Eric, and Amiee...and right after we sat down one of the training helpers joined us, Hermina...yeah, I wouldn't throw a stone, but I'd say it's safe to say she has a crush on me...this just based on the fact she'll always make conversation with me, make little jokes and flirt, and oh yeah, stare at me all throughout class..whatever, the Bosnian born chick is cute..
Shortly after we also had Scott, the officer, and mother mary, Cynthia, join us...that was interesting...mother sister mary is just soo..i don't know how to say it, you would just have to experience it...I'll let you filled in on this little piece of tidbit, she's a recently born-again hardcore catholic who's out there trying to convert everyone...everytime she sits with us I just start kicking whomever is to my right and make faces...we had to sit through one of her sermons early this morning at 7...we were all just too tired to care and stop her, so she just rambled on and on...ughh, too early for this religious stuff, that's why I don't go to church...
So whatever, everyone rushed to finish up their meals and we ran for the exit...I was stopped as soon as I stood up though by some random girl a couple tables away who started making conversation with me..we were tossing glances back and forth, but partly on my part because I was looking behind her at other things, so she kept thinking I was looking at her, whatever..we talked and she told me she'd catch me in the bar later…back to our rooms to change out of our uniforms and get ready to "go out"...which really meant meeting back downstairs to go to the bar for the first time...
We meet and walk into the bar..and after not being allowed to go in last night, it felt a little weird, almost liberating, like being 21 all over again, random...so the bar is lame..of course you know the rule we can’t blow a .04 or we are gone, so we basically can get a beer every hour...oh yeah, the other thing, we are only allowed to order wine and beer..
Whatever, so we get to the bar and I order a glass of wine, all they have brandwise is sutter home...yaysarscasm...anyways, as I am ordering this girl comes out of nowhere from behind me and ask how much the beers are..she pulls up next to me and the barkeep starts naming off the beers they have...he mentions blue moon and I get excited because I didn't see it out there anywhere, so the girl orders that...we start talking and she tells me she would like to sit down..so I am walking behind my group of friends I came down with, they grab a spot, but we kept walking..and I gave them the "I'm sorry, this girl is talking to me, I'll be back" look...
So the girl and I (breeina?) sit at a table by ourselves and start talking...she's from Omaha Nebraska so we start going into the music scene and talking about that..whatever, she seems like a pretty cool person, especially when she started talking about ghosts, but I wasn’t feeling it from here at that moment…now, I'll throw you for a loop on this one…she's the one I saw in the Cincinnati airport at the same terminal as me and thought, "wow, wouldn't I be nice if she were on the same flight as me, maybe even next to me, or hell, why not going to piney point too"...and she is the girl I've tried my best to make eye contact with because she's a little cutey and I wanted her to notice me, notice me noticing her..but whatever...after this evening's dinner I'd given up on it because it had seemed she had formed her own little clique and I wasn’t going to be apart of it...but they always know when to come back, just when you've forgotten about them..
So she goes out for a smoke and I go back to my group of friends...I apologize for my disappearance and we get back into action...we finish our drinks and decide this place was dead so now what...I mentioned the ping-pong table was open, and we all made our way over there...I think we played for a good hour or two, just sucking it up, playing off the ground but having an absolute blast..like I said this went on for quite some time until two guys wanted to play, and seeings how we suck and were just goofing around, we gave it to them...
Bri found me and we all talked for a bit, and then she and amiee headed up back to their rooms...then Christina, the one from dinner, found me and we talked briefly making the quasi-potential to see each other tomorrow for breakfast date...and as the remaining three of us were just talking about what to do next Eric points out that the cops are coming, which in fact they were walking down the hall towards us..the female cop comes up to us and asks for 10 volunteers, and at that time she is also pulling our tags...we were to report to the front desk in 10 minutes for a random breathlizer test...so of course we start cracking jokes about it, running over to the café for some quick "sober snacks" We get to the desk at 1015, still cracking wise about it all and take our test, we passed blowing .000, yay! So of course I make the comment, "whoo hoo, we passed, now let’s celebrate by getting a drink" insert high five here...it was at that moment the cops started busting out in laughter and so I felt good for making a cop laugh..
We did not in fact return to the bar, but instead headed up to Eric's room where he has the place to himself, lucky bastard...we all plopped onto our own respective bed and starting watching the TV. BTTF III was just ending so we had to watch that, and following it was Blues Brothers, what could be better...
Now the funny thing about this group, Eric, Jenny, and myself all claim to be from right outside Chicago, so it's like a little regional grouping that brought us together..and as I said, people from the region tend to find and connect with other people from the region, unbeknownst that the other is from the same area..well you know what they say, "birds of a feather flock together"...
So we finished the movies, or well close to them, but decided it was time for bed..i got back to my room shortly after midnight and my one crazy roommate James was still awake watching TV..and as soon as I got in he's like, "so you were with jenny huh" and starts drilling me about her and I already becoming a Piney Point Couple...apparently he saw some attraction earlier that evening when he sat at our table in the bar. Whatever, how did he notice that..and on my end or hers..or both? Yeah I thought jenny was cute and all...plus she had a pink lay on, and now a pink ID, which I pointed out it would be easy to remember her name since my first car was “pink” and named “jenny”...that and the fact we have just clicked almost instantaneously..like we'll say the same random phrases at the same time, finish each other's sentences, or just be thinking the same thing at the same time...which I totally love when that happens
But I do believe she has a crush on me...she seems to be pretty impressionable, like she'll do what I'm doing, I mean the group goes along with it, but right off from the morning she picked to sit with eric and I at the table for paper filling out, and just joined us from there on out...but yeah, I don't know, it's cute and I like it. Ohh, and fast fact, she's the girl I helped carry her bags to the bus at the airport...my luggage was lost and since everyone else was carrying thirteen different things I felt like I should help, so I offered it out and she asked me to carry her other huge green bag.
So just wrapping up day 2 here at PP, I think things have gotten better, or the amazing night I had tonight just stunted the reality of the situation. I will give it that all the people are nice, and for some reason I feel like I'm a part of some big family, I know weird right..uber cultish sounding, but no..like I'll pass anyone in the halls or whatever and everyone seems to genuinely make conversation, say hello...it’s really a change from...reality where nobody gives a fuck..but I really like it.
I don't know about the other stuff though..i'm still hopeful, just like everyone else...having wishful thinking about leaving here as soon as possible..not because I won't like it, but because I have other deadlines to worry about as mentioned earlier...whatever, there's just a lot on my mind but the friends I've made have eased some of the distractions...and as for the girls...I just hope I don't become some sort of whore and sleep with them all..or get into some stupid relationship either...the quote that threw everyone off tonight from me was made after this guy hit on amiee, we all were just making fun of the guy, but I came back with, "god, I hope I don't get so bored of this place I will want to start fucking people", and I leave you with that..goodnight
"Peace, Love, and Holler"
Shallow Pond
And tag pulling..
So not even here two days and my tag was already pulled, ohhh the people from CP would be proud...
So these days are long..but only because they start so early, well, earlier than what I am used to...we had to be down in the main meeting area at 7am today...luckily I got some sleep last night after I passed out sideways fully clothed in my bed and didn't even manage to get under the covers til 5...only to get out of bed at 530 when my other roommates were either waking up or had their alarms going off...
I got a light breakfast, met for the paper retrievals, and then waited for the next session at 8 (yeah, it was pretty lame needing to only be there for five minutes this morning but whatever).
We had more information/orientation sessions and I was just getting bogged down by it all...on one of our breaks our little group took a walk outside around the buildings..but by lunch time I had to take a nap, granted I only had 45 minutes to do so, I needed to get some sleep out of the way otherwise class would be killer.
The nap effectively worked, though it was probably the most disturbing dreams I've had in a long time..again lets just say unresolved issues...but I was able to pull through the remainder of the classroom experiece..well I did take a nap at the first break back from lunch…and it bled into classtime, I don't know how I wasn't told to get up and walk around being in the front row and all...
After class it was time for more line forming, where we turned in the last of our paperwork..lots of lines, and yeah we also got our ID's so no more leis...
By that time I was hungry and ready for dinner so we moved on down to the wheel room to get some grubbage..i was joined by the typical group of Jenny, Eric, and Amiee...and right after we sat down one of the training helpers joined us, Hermina...yeah, I wouldn't throw a stone, but I'd say it's safe to say she has a crush on me...this just based on the fact she'll always make conversation with me, make little jokes and flirt, and oh yeah, stare at me all throughout class..whatever, the Bosnian born chick is cute..
Shortly after we also had Scott, the officer, and mother mary, Cynthia, join us...that was interesting...mother sister mary is just soo..i don't know how to say it, you would just have to experience it...I'll let you filled in on this little piece of tidbit, she's a recently born-again hardcore catholic who's out there trying to convert everyone...everytime she sits with us I just start kicking whomever is to my right and make faces...we had to sit through one of her sermons early this morning at 7...we were all just too tired to care and stop her, so she just rambled on and on...ughh, too early for this religious stuff, that's why I don't go to church...
So whatever, everyone rushed to finish up their meals and we ran for the exit...I was stopped as soon as I stood up though by some random girl a couple tables away who started making conversation with me..we were tossing glances back and forth, but partly on my part because I was looking behind her at other things, so she kept thinking I was looking at her, whatever..we talked and she told me she'd catch me in the bar later…back to our rooms to change out of our uniforms and get ready to "go out"...which really meant meeting back downstairs to go to the bar for the first time...
We meet and walk into the bar..and after not being allowed to go in last night, it felt a little weird, almost liberating, like being 21 all over again, random...so the bar is lame..of course you know the rule we can’t blow a .04 or we are gone, so we basically can get a beer every hour...oh yeah, the other thing, we are only allowed to order wine and beer..
Whatever, so we get to the bar and I order a glass of wine, all they have brandwise is sutter home...yaysarscasm...anyways, as I am ordering this girl comes out of nowhere from behind me and ask how much the beers are..she pulls up next to me and the barkeep starts naming off the beers they have...he mentions blue moon and I get excited because I didn't see it out there anywhere, so the girl orders that...we start talking and she tells me she would like to sit down..so I am walking behind my group of friends I came down with, they grab a spot, but we kept walking..and I gave them the "I'm sorry, this girl is talking to me, I'll be back" look...
So the girl and I (breeina?) sit at a table by ourselves and start talking...she's from Omaha Nebraska so we start going into the music scene and talking about that..whatever, she seems like a pretty cool person, especially when she started talking about ghosts, but I wasn’t feeling it from here at that moment…now, I'll throw you for a loop on this one…she's the one I saw in the Cincinnati airport at the same terminal as me and thought, "wow, wouldn't I be nice if she were on the same flight as me, maybe even next to me, or hell, why not going to piney point too"...and she is the girl I've tried my best to make eye contact with because she's a little cutey and I wanted her to notice me, notice me noticing her..but whatever...after this evening's dinner I'd given up on it because it had seemed she had formed her own little clique and I wasn’t going to be apart of it...but they always know when to come back, just when you've forgotten about them..
So she goes out for a smoke and I go back to my group of friends...I apologize for my disappearance and we get back into action...we finish our drinks and decide this place was dead so now what...I mentioned the ping-pong table was open, and we all made our way over there...I think we played for a good hour or two, just sucking it up, playing off the ground but having an absolute blast..like I said this went on for quite some time until two guys wanted to play, and seeings how we suck and were just goofing around, we gave it to them...
Bri found me and we all talked for a bit, and then she and amiee headed up back to their rooms...then Christina, the one from dinner, found me and we talked briefly making the quasi-potential to see each other tomorrow for breakfast date...and as the remaining three of us were just talking about what to do next Eric points out that the cops are coming, which in fact they were walking down the hall towards us..the female cop comes up to us and asks for 10 volunteers, and at that time she is also pulling our tags...we were to report to the front desk in 10 minutes for a random breathlizer test...so of course we start cracking jokes about it, running over to the café for some quick "sober snacks" We get to the desk at 1015, still cracking wise about it all and take our test, we passed blowing .000, yay! So of course I make the comment, "whoo hoo, we passed, now let’s celebrate by getting a drink" insert high five here...it was at that moment the cops started busting out in laughter and so I felt good for making a cop laugh..
We did not in fact return to the bar, but instead headed up to Eric's room where he has the place to himself, lucky bastard...we all plopped onto our own respective bed and starting watching the TV. BTTF III was just ending so we had to watch that, and following it was Blues Brothers, what could be better...
Now the funny thing about this group, Eric, Jenny, and myself all claim to be from right outside Chicago, so it's like a little regional grouping that brought us together..and as I said, people from the region tend to find and connect with other people from the region, unbeknownst that the other is from the same area..well you know what they say, "birds of a feather flock together"...
So we finished the movies, or well close to them, but decided it was time for bed..i got back to my room shortly after midnight and my one crazy roommate James was still awake watching TV..and as soon as I got in he's like, "so you were with jenny huh" and starts drilling me about her and I already becoming a Piney Point Couple...apparently he saw some attraction earlier that evening when he sat at our table in the bar. Whatever, how did he notice that..and on my end or hers..or both? Yeah I thought jenny was cute and all...plus she had a pink lay on, and now a pink ID, which I pointed out it would be easy to remember her name since my first car was “pink” and named “jenny”...that and the fact we have just clicked almost instantaneously..like we'll say the same random phrases at the same time, finish each other's sentences, or just be thinking the same thing at the same time...which I totally love when that happens
But I do believe she has a crush on me...she seems to be pretty impressionable, like she'll do what I'm doing, I mean the group goes along with it, but right off from the morning she picked to sit with eric and I at the table for paper filling out, and just joined us from there on out...but yeah, I don't know, it's cute and I like it. Ohh, and fast fact, she's the girl I helped carry her bags to the bus at the airport...my luggage was lost and since everyone else was carrying thirteen different things I felt like I should help, so I offered it out and she asked me to carry her other huge green bag.
So just wrapping up day 2 here at PP, I think things have gotten better, or the amazing night I had tonight just stunted the reality of the situation. I will give it that all the people are nice, and for some reason I feel like I'm a part of some big family, I know weird right..uber cultish sounding, but no..like I'll pass anyone in the halls or whatever and everyone seems to genuinely make conversation, say hello...it’s really a change from...reality where nobody gives a fuck..but I really like it.
I don't know about the other stuff though..i'm still hopeful, just like everyone else...having wishful thinking about leaving here as soon as possible..not because I won't like it, but because I have other deadlines to worry about as mentioned earlier...whatever, there's just a lot on my mind but the friends I've made have eased some of the distractions...and as for the girls...I just hope I don't become some sort of whore and sleep with them all..or get into some stupid relationship either...the quote that threw everyone off tonight from me was made after this guy hit on amiee, we all were just making fun of the guy, but I came back with, "god, I hope I don't get so bored of this place I will want to start fucking people", and I leave you with that..goodnight
"Peace, Love, and Holler"
Monday, January 15, 2007
Updates Soon!!!
I Promise...
alright alright, i'm working on it, honestly
so we just bought the internet, it's a little sluggish, to put it extremly nicely, so i will see what i can do..some posts are missing, but the next post will be day two..read abot all my little misadventures now!!!
or something like that
"Whoo hoo, that rate is right!"
I Promise...
alright alright, i'm working on it, honestly
so we just bought the internet, it's a little sluggish, to put it extremly nicely, so i will see what i can do..some posts are missing, but the next post will be day two..read abot all my little misadventures now!!!
or something like that
"Whoo hoo, that rate is right!"
Wednesday, January 10, 2007
I'm Leaving..
on a jet plane
i really don't know when i'll be back again
if ever....soooo, i leave for Maryland on Monday...rather, i'm supposed to be in Maryland to start training on Monday...and i really don't know when my flight out there is...update, just got my itinerary email...i fly out of St Louis MO on Monday morning...
but the coolest part is, i'm actually flying in 'private' jets...that seat like 30 people! How cool is that? well, i think that is cool..whatever, this is my first time flying, i'm claustrophobic, and i'll be crammed into a smaller than average airplane thousands of miles in the sky..yay!
i fly from MO to Cincinnati for a one hour lay-over, then i get on a smaller plane and fly to Baltimore...when i get there i have to meet with the NCL people...i just want to walk off the plane and see one of those guys holding a sign with my name on it...that will truly make my frickin' day!
so yeah, that's about where i am now..well who knows where i am, it's Thursday? and i have to be in a lot of places doing a lot of things...tomorrow afternoon i have to be in Ohio for a date with my sweet cheeks...then make my way over Indy to celebrate Kat's birthday and hopefully see E-liz as well...
Maybe then Saturday morning i can catch Jimmy in Indy, drive down to bloomington to pack and do whatever else it is i need to do..then go out with that crowd (the few the proud the loyal). And on Sunday, wake up early to then drive six hours on over to Missouri to park my car..riding then to St Louis to wait for my flight in the terminal overnight...
sounds like a plan? want to be involved give me a call because i have nobody's number....
"I'm using the duty free shop to get liquored up before i step foot on any plane..."
on a jet plane
i really don't know when i'll be back again
if ever....soooo, i leave for Maryland on Monday...rather, i'm supposed to be in Maryland to start training on Monday...and i really don't know when my flight out there is...update, just got my itinerary email...i fly out of St Louis MO on Monday morning...
but the coolest part is, i'm actually flying in 'private' jets...that seat like 30 people! How cool is that? well, i think that is cool..whatever, this is my first time flying, i'm claustrophobic, and i'll be crammed into a smaller than average airplane thousands of miles in the sky..yay!
i fly from MO to Cincinnati for a one hour lay-over, then i get on a smaller plane and fly to Baltimore...when i get there i have to meet with the NCL people...i just want to walk off the plane and see one of those guys holding a sign with my name on it...that will truly make my frickin' day!
so yeah, that's about where i am now..well who knows where i am, it's Thursday? and i have to be in a lot of places doing a lot of things...tomorrow afternoon i have to be in Ohio for a date with my sweet cheeks...then make my way over Indy to celebrate Kat's birthday and hopefully see E-liz as well...
Maybe then Saturday morning i can catch Jimmy in Indy, drive down to bloomington to pack and do whatever else it is i need to do..then go out with that crowd (the few the proud the loyal). And on Sunday, wake up early to then drive six hours on over to Missouri to park my car..riding then to St Louis to wait for my flight in the terminal overnight...
sounds like a plan? want to be involved give me a call because i have nobody's number....
"I'm using the duty free shop to get liquored up before i step foot on any plane..."
Friday, January 05, 2007
New Year..
N0 shit...
whatever, it has to pick up...
so i didn't do my traditional "wind-up" or "wrap-up" of the year in blog/link form, so what..i really didn't update as much as i would have liked, plus with me being in CP for 6 months, it kinda puts a halt on things like that...
so here is my first post of the new year...and my original post i had dreamt in my head was going to be nothing but praise for '06, but due to the events that occurred just towards the end, i don't know where it will stand, and it definitely put a bad taste in my mouth for '07.
ughh, what happened is tedious, just a lot of shit falling through, stuff typically made up for a bad week, but it just so happened to be tacked onto the end of a year, which is a time for joy and celebration - and i can go against the standard grief, anger, hostility at this time of the year, i can see through all that, but damn, when all the shit piles up, it's kinda hard not to let it ruin your image of the passing year...
which leads me into the ol Zach question of "which list would he be on" question...say someone, some dedicated person to society, to school, family, friends, organizations, all that, just an outstanding person commits a crime, say murder, or suicide...what list do they belong on? Does an entire lifetime of good suddenly not chalk up to the final remaining moments? we tend to remember both times, the good and the bad, but the last is always, well, a lasting impression.
now if it were the other way around, say someone lead an average alright life, then commited some murder early on, but went through the rest of their life asking for forgiveness, turning everything around, and ends on a good note...wouldn't that entitle them heaven?
is it better to burn out or fade away i guess is the ultimate question...
to quote my ashlee, the past is in the past...but we're here in the present based on the situations in the past, and we can't hide from our pasts, the past decisions we've made only allow for better decisions for the future...
so the new year got off on a rough foot, in like a lion out like a lamb? and what's the deal with all these fucking sayings? i guess all i can do is turn it around...i'll be in Hawaii in no time..that is unless there's a plane crash...then i'd go and say this year is cursed, til then.
"Rob, top five musical crimes perpetuated by Stevie Wonder in the '80s and '90s. Go. Sub-question: is it in fact unfair to criticize a formerly great artist for his latter day sins, is it better to burn out or fade away? "
N0 shit...
whatever, it has to pick up...
so i didn't do my traditional "wind-up" or "wrap-up" of the year in blog/link form, so what..i really didn't update as much as i would have liked, plus with me being in CP for 6 months, it kinda puts a halt on things like that...
so here is my first post of the new year...and my original post i had dreamt in my head was going to be nothing but praise for '06, but due to the events that occurred just towards the end, i don't know where it will stand, and it definitely put a bad taste in my mouth for '07.
ughh, what happened is tedious, just a lot of shit falling through, stuff typically made up for a bad week, but it just so happened to be tacked onto the end of a year, which is a time for joy and celebration - and i can go against the standard grief, anger, hostility at this time of the year, i can see through all that, but damn, when all the shit piles up, it's kinda hard not to let it ruin your image of the passing year...
which leads me into the ol Zach question of "which list would he be on" question...say someone, some dedicated person to society, to school, family, friends, organizations, all that, just an outstanding person commits a crime, say murder, or suicide...what list do they belong on? Does an entire lifetime of good suddenly not chalk up to the final remaining moments? we tend to remember both times, the good and the bad, but the last is always, well, a lasting impression.
now if it were the other way around, say someone lead an average alright life, then commited some murder early on, but went through the rest of their life asking for forgiveness, turning everything around, and ends on a good note...wouldn't that entitle them heaven?
is it better to burn out or fade away i guess is the ultimate question...
to quote my ashlee, the past is in the past...but we're here in the present based on the situations in the past, and we can't hide from our pasts, the past decisions we've made only allow for better decisions for the future...
so the new year got off on a rough foot, in like a lion out like a lamb? and what's the deal with all these fucking sayings? i guess all i can do is turn it around...i'll be in Hawaii in no time..that is unless there's a plane crash...then i'd go and say this year is cursed, til then.
"Rob, top five musical crimes perpetuated by Stevie Wonder in the '80s and '90s. Go. Sub-question: is it in fact unfair to criticize a formerly great artist for his latter day sins, is it better to burn out or fade away? "
Wednesday, December 27, 2006
Monday, December 25, 2006
Marry X-mas...
only child style...
no, marry like in a chick's name you moron...
so it's Christmas, and that means...well, nothing much for me. i was totally going to ignore the day, just rake it up as some normal Sunday (yes i know it's Monday but i feel as if i were to think about it actually being a Monday i would then start mourning Tumbleweed and wanting Comedy Caravan to fill the void..neither of which are possible today). But then, then i was woken up by text messages, starting as early as 8am, wishing me a merry Christmas - well it would have been a merry day had i not been interrupted from my sleep state...
but i suppose being woken up from my sleep is actually what i am looking for lately...it seems as though my weird dream phenomena streak is continuing...for all week I've been troubled by dreams that seem all too surreal, the people, occurrences, emotions felt...ughh, it's enough to make me not want to go to sleep at night, or take pills to make me not dream - but i love my dreams oh so much, it's always fun to wake up in the morning and remember those crazy little details of all the strange happenings of when you were unaware...
but these dreams, these dreams can burn...an obvious psychological deduction would be that there's a lot unresolved issues in my past i had repressed..something that has been bottled up to the point where it is exploding in my subconscious...
you know, i do the best i can with what the people give me, i can't change the way people think, or the way they act, all i can do is try my best, giving them multiple opportunities to fix things..after that it's out of my hands..i just wished my mind thought that as well...
so back to this commercialized day...i had to explain the significance of this day vs new years to some foreigner i met in the rec center..he was confused as to why things were closed and nobody was going out today, but on new year's everything is packed.
so my day consisted of sitting around watching movies all day...i made very very few phone calls, maybe three, one included was my mother...and she talked to me for an hour..notice the way i stated that, she talked to me for an hour, rambling on and on about any random thing possible and giving the most over needed detail to only go on longer than needed...the highlight though came from her response to my x-mas dinner...
my dinner, well, all day meal - eggnog, 5-cheese freschetta pizza, and ice-cream = two kinds....ohhh, and then i cracked open a bottle of my wine (only because i saw people in one of the movies drinking a beer and suddenly i had the temptation to have a drink myself, can we say alcoholic?)
another highlight came from when i called amber out for not paying attention to me on the phone..she tried to make a comment on a topic that was being discussed, but it came a little too late, i let her finish her statement and rebutted with 'nice save but i've already changed the subject, care to comment on that?' ohhh, you know she's supposed to be the one who loves me, i expect TJ not to listen to me because he never pays attention while on the phone, and i know when i'm talking to him i'm really just saying it for my own benefit...but amber? really? come on! for her sake she will say at least she tried to humor me and comment on the topic that was being discussed mere moments ago, but we all know how i am and she knows how to keep up
so the movie's on the docket are Red Dragon, American Psycho, and possibly a third depending on how much time i spend online and playing NCAA..great huh? fuck it's a beautiful life...
"well, just don't spike the eggnog - why not? - cuz you said you were all alone, so there wouldn't be anyone to appreciate your drunk - that's why i got a cell phone mother"
only child style...
no, marry like in a chick's name you moron...
so it's Christmas, and that means...well, nothing much for me. i was totally going to ignore the day, just rake it up as some normal Sunday (yes i know it's Monday but i feel as if i were to think about it actually being a Monday i would then start mourning Tumbleweed and wanting Comedy Caravan to fill the void..neither of which are possible today). But then, then i was woken up by text messages, starting as early as 8am, wishing me a merry Christmas - well it would have been a merry day had i not been interrupted from my sleep state...
but i suppose being woken up from my sleep is actually what i am looking for lately...it seems as though my weird dream phenomena streak is continuing...for all week I've been troubled by dreams that seem all too surreal, the people, occurrences, emotions felt...ughh, it's enough to make me not want to go to sleep at night, or take pills to make me not dream - but i love my dreams oh so much, it's always fun to wake up in the morning and remember those crazy little details of all the strange happenings of when you were unaware...
but these dreams, these dreams can burn...an obvious psychological deduction would be that there's a lot unresolved issues in my past i had repressed..something that has been bottled up to the point where it is exploding in my subconscious...
you know, i do the best i can with what the people give me, i can't change the way people think, or the way they act, all i can do is try my best, giving them multiple opportunities to fix things..after that it's out of my hands..i just wished my mind thought that as well...
so back to this commercialized day...i had to explain the significance of this day vs new years to some foreigner i met in the rec center..he was confused as to why things were closed and nobody was going out today, but on new year's everything is packed.
so my day consisted of sitting around watching movies all day...i made very very few phone calls, maybe three, one included was my mother...and she talked to me for an hour..notice the way i stated that, she talked to me for an hour, rambling on and on about any random thing possible and giving the most over needed detail to only go on longer than needed...the highlight though came from her response to my x-mas dinner...
my dinner, well, all day meal - eggnog, 5-cheese freschetta pizza, and ice-cream = two kinds....ohhh, and then i cracked open a bottle of my wine (only because i saw people in one of the movies drinking a beer and suddenly i had the temptation to have a drink myself, can we say alcoholic?)
another highlight came from when i called amber out for not paying attention to me on the phone..she tried to make a comment on a topic that was being discussed, but it came a little too late, i let her finish her statement and rebutted with 'nice save but i've already changed the subject, care to comment on that?' ohhh, you know she's supposed to be the one who loves me, i expect TJ not to listen to me because he never pays attention while on the phone, and i know when i'm talking to him i'm really just saying it for my own benefit...but amber? really? come on! for her sake she will say at least she tried to humor me and comment on the topic that was being discussed mere moments ago, but we all know how i am and she knows how to keep up
so the movie's on the docket are Red Dragon, American Psycho, and possibly a third depending on how much time i spend online and playing NCAA..great huh? fuck it's a beautiful life...
"well, just don't spike the eggnog - why not? - cuz you said you were all alone, so there wouldn't be anyone to appreciate your drunk - that's why i got a cell phone mother"
Sunday, December 24, 2006
I Don't Want Kids...
well, not currently..
as in for the future i would not like kids....
i should really discuss this with my wife first, but i'll continue anyways...so lately i've been in this mood where i really do not want to bring a child into this world.
Marry X-mas...
only child style...
no, marry like in a chick you moron...
so it's christmas, and that means...well, nothing much for me. i was totally going to ignore the day, just rake it up as some normal sunday (yes i know it's monday but i feel as if i were to think about it actually being a monday i would then start mourning Tumbleweed and wanting Comedy Caravan to fill the void..neither of which are possible today). But then, then i was woken up by text messages, starting as early as 8am, wishing me a merry christmas - well it would have been a merry day had i not been interrupted from my sleep state...
but i suppose being woken up from my sleep is actually what i am looking for lately...it seems as though my weird dream phenomena streak is continuing...for all week i've been troubled by dreams that seem all too sureal, the people, occurances, emotions felt...ughh, it's enough to make me not want to go to sleep at night, or take pills to make me not dream - but i love my dreams oh so much, it's always fun to wake up in the morning and remember those crazy litle details of all the strange happenings of when you were unaware...
but these dreams, these dreams can burn...an obvious psychological deduction would be that there's a lot uneresolved issues in my past i had repressed..something that has been bottled up to the point where it is exploding in my subconscience...
you know, i do the best i can with what the people give me, i can't change the way people think, or the way they act, all i can do is try my best, giving them multiple oppurtunities to fix things..after that it's out of my hands..i just wished my mind thought that as well...
so back to this commercialized day...i had to explain the significance of this day vs new years to some foreigner i met in the rec center..he was confused as to why things were closed and nobody was going out today, but on new year's everything is packed.
so my day consisted of sitting around watching movies all day...i made very very few phone calls, maybe three, one included was my mother...and she talked to me for an hour..notice the way i stated that, she talked to me for an hour, rambling on and on about any random thing possible and giving the most overneeded detail to only go on longer than needed...the highlight though came from her responce to my x-mas dinner...
my dinner, well, all day meal - eggnog, 5-cheese freschetta pizza, and ice-cream = two kinds....ohhh, and then i cracked open a bottle of my wine (only because i saw people in one of the movies drinking a beer and suddenly i had the temptation to have a drink myself, can we say alcoholic?)
another highlight came from when i called amber out for not paying attention to me on the phone..she tried to make a comment on a topic that was being discussed, but it came a little too late, i let her finish her statement and rebutted with 'nice save but i've already changed the subject, care to comment on that?' ohhh, you know she's supposed to be the one who loves me, i expect TJ not to listen to me because he never pays attention while on the phone, and i know when i'm talking to him i'm really just saying it for my own benefit...but amber? really? come on! for her sake she will say at least she tried to humor me and comment on the topic that was being discussed mere moments ago, but we all know how i am and she knows how to keep up
so the movie's on the docket are Red Dragon, American Psycho, and possibly a third depending on how much time i spend online and playing NCAA..great huh? fuck it's a beautiful life...
"well, just don't spike the eggnog - why not? - cuz you said you were all alone, so there wouldn't be anyone to appreciate your drunk - that's why i got a cell phone mother"
well, not currently..
as in for the future i would not like kids....
i should really discuss this with my wife first, but i'll continue anyways...so lately i've been in this mood where i really do not want to bring a child into this world.
Marry X-mas...
only child style...
no, marry like in a chick you moron...
so it's christmas, and that means...well, nothing much for me. i was totally going to ignore the day, just rake it up as some normal sunday (yes i know it's monday but i feel as if i were to think about it actually being a monday i would then start mourning Tumbleweed and wanting Comedy Caravan to fill the void..neither of which are possible today). But then, then i was woken up by text messages, starting as early as 8am, wishing me a merry christmas - well it would have been a merry day had i not been interrupted from my sleep state...
but i suppose being woken up from my sleep is actually what i am looking for lately...it seems as though my weird dream phenomena streak is continuing...for all week i've been troubled by dreams that seem all too sureal, the people, occurances, emotions felt...ughh, it's enough to make me not want to go to sleep at night, or take pills to make me not dream - but i love my dreams oh so much, it's always fun to wake up in the morning and remember those crazy litle details of all the strange happenings of when you were unaware...
but these dreams, these dreams can burn...an obvious psychological deduction would be that there's a lot uneresolved issues in my past i had repressed..something that has been bottled up to the point where it is exploding in my subconscience...
you know, i do the best i can with what the people give me, i can't change the way people think, or the way they act, all i can do is try my best, giving them multiple oppurtunities to fix things..after that it's out of my hands..i just wished my mind thought that as well...
so back to this commercialized day...i had to explain the significance of this day vs new years to some foreigner i met in the rec center..he was confused as to why things were closed and nobody was going out today, but on new year's everything is packed.
so my day consisted of sitting around watching movies all day...i made very very few phone calls, maybe three, one included was my mother...and she talked to me for an hour..notice the way i stated that, she talked to me for an hour, rambling on and on about any random thing possible and giving the most overneeded detail to only go on longer than needed...the highlight though came from her responce to my x-mas dinner...
my dinner, well, all day meal - eggnog, 5-cheese freschetta pizza, and ice-cream = two kinds....ohhh, and then i cracked open a bottle of my wine (only because i saw people in one of the movies drinking a beer and suddenly i had the temptation to have a drink myself, can we say alcoholic?)
another highlight came from when i called amber out for not paying attention to me on the phone..she tried to make a comment on a topic that was being discussed, but it came a little too late, i let her finish her statement and rebutted with 'nice save but i've already changed the subject, care to comment on that?' ohhh, you know she's supposed to be the one who loves me, i expect TJ not to listen to me because he never pays attention while on the phone, and i know when i'm talking to him i'm really just saying it for my own benefit...but amber? really? come on! for her sake she will say at least she tried to humor me and comment on the topic that was being discussed mere moments ago, but we all know how i am and she knows how to keep up
so the movie's on the docket are Red Dragon, American Psycho, and possibly a third depending on how much time i spend online and playing NCAA..great huh? fuck it's a beautiful life...
"well, just don't spike the eggnog - why not? - cuz you said you were all alone, so there wouldn't be anyone to appreciate your drunk - that's why i got a cell phone mother"
I'm Taking November/December Off!
wait, what? who ha?
I've danced my last dance, had my fun with mary - jane, and any other girls names you can think of, lived like a rockstar minus the alcohol but plenty of STD's...now what?
For many people, it's hard from them to grasp the concept of "taking a month off" - who does that? Well, I don't know if it's been done before, but I sure as hell am doing it now...Why you ask, just because...
As I stated in the opener I've had my fun this summer, one of my better ones, so where do we go from here. I did have plans of going to Florida, but those fell through into the dark shades of other people, never to be found again. That did put a sting into my "invincible" drive I was riding. I got greedy and started believing in my own propaganda, and in reality this "month off" is more of a distraction of failure for me to regroup. It's only a momentary setback into the life that is Jason Angus, I'll be back on my feet in no time, somewhere- anywhere, with anything being possible.
School? Why does everyone in the world want me to return to school...is that something that we all must do before we die...well, I attended, it wasn’t my cup of tea, so I left. Does that make me any less of a person who did graduate -possibly. I've always viewed the lesser, stupid, majority of people to be not up to my standards - and god help them should they have not did well in school...ever walk down the hall and smell that stench in the air, the air of ignorance and stupidity...yeah, well I hated them and I always thought I would be better than the mass and attend (and graduate) at some prestigious university.
Enter UofM. Sure UofM is a great school, highly selective to get into, even though it is a public school with over 30,000+ students...but, I wanted some quick path to my degree, not this run around elective bullshit that had nothing to do with anything besides pissing me off. That and the fact that the times, they were a changing. What once used to be something esteemed, now it appeared that any 'ol Joe-fuckface was graduating with some sort of degree in LS&A...
So now what? What lies before me...as I have always stated I'm a jack of all trades yet a master of none, so where does that place you in life? Of course I'd like to have some sort of career path that provided me with a lot of money - yes I am that superficial...but that's only because I have these crazy spontaneous needs that want to be fulfilled. I mean I have bought a new phone ever year and a half now going on six years, and these are always the expensive top of the line phones too. I'm a gadget freak what can I say.
But I also want to be ale to have fun in my job. If not have fun there be able to do what I want in my free time, whatever that may be - again providing the financial situation to allow for this to be possible.
So it seems I'm stuck behind a rock and a hard place - not wanting to go to college for anything, yet realizing you just about need that today like in the past you needed a high school diploma to do anything...don't get me wrong, I love to learn about new things, I'm just not the self-taught man. I mean sure I'll pick p on things but I prefer when people sit down and explain things to me (kinda sounds like school eh?)
I've always wanted to do something big with my life, right now it seems as if I'm living the dream - but it's everyone else's dreams I am living, I've got to figure out what mine are and start living those. Until that happens I'm just gonna be searching everywhere possible, doing everything possible in hopes that I may be able to track it down...I won't know what's right until I eliminate all the other options.
"I don't want to sell anything, buy anything, or process anything as a career. I don't want to sell anything bought or processed, or buy anything sold or processed, or process anything sold, bought, or processed, or repair anything sold, bought, or processed. You know, as a career, I don't want to do that."
wait, what? who ha?
I've danced my last dance, had my fun with mary - jane, and any other girls names you can think of, lived like a rockstar minus the alcohol but plenty of STD's...now what?
For many people, it's hard from them to grasp the concept of "taking a month off" - who does that? Well, I don't know if it's been done before, but I sure as hell am doing it now...Why you ask, just because...
As I stated in the opener I've had my fun this summer, one of my better ones, so where do we go from here. I did have plans of going to Florida, but those fell through into the dark shades of other people, never to be found again. That did put a sting into my "invincible" drive I was riding. I got greedy and started believing in my own propaganda, and in reality this "month off" is more of a distraction of failure for me to regroup. It's only a momentary setback into the life that is Jason Angus, I'll be back on my feet in no time, somewhere- anywhere, with anything being possible.
School? Why does everyone in the world want me to return to school...is that something that we all must do before we die...well, I attended, it wasn’t my cup of tea, so I left. Does that make me any less of a person who did graduate -possibly. I've always viewed the lesser, stupid, majority of people to be not up to my standards - and god help them should they have not did well in school...ever walk down the hall and smell that stench in the air, the air of ignorance and stupidity...yeah, well I hated them and I always thought I would be better than the mass and attend (and graduate) at some prestigious university.
Enter UofM. Sure UofM is a great school, highly selective to get into, even though it is a public school with over 30,000+ students...but, I wanted some quick path to my degree, not this run around elective bullshit that had nothing to do with anything besides pissing me off. That and the fact that the times, they were a changing. What once used to be something esteemed, now it appeared that any 'ol Joe-fuckface was graduating with some sort of degree in LS&A...
So now what? What lies before me...as I have always stated I'm a jack of all trades yet a master of none, so where does that place you in life? Of course I'd like to have some sort of career path that provided me with a lot of money - yes I am that superficial...but that's only because I have these crazy spontaneous needs that want to be fulfilled. I mean I have bought a new phone ever year and a half now going on six years, and these are always the expensive top of the line phones too. I'm a gadget freak what can I say.
But I also want to be ale to have fun in my job. If not have fun there be able to do what I want in my free time, whatever that may be - again providing the financial situation to allow for this to be possible.
So it seems I'm stuck behind a rock and a hard place - not wanting to go to college for anything, yet realizing you just about need that today like in the past you needed a high school diploma to do anything...don't get me wrong, I love to learn about new things, I'm just not the self-taught man. I mean sure I'll pick p on things but I prefer when people sit down and explain things to me (kinda sounds like school eh?)
I've always wanted to do something big with my life, right now it seems as if I'm living the dream - but it's everyone else's dreams I am living, I've got to figure out what mine are and start living those. Until that happens I'm just gonna be searching everywhere possible, doing everything possible in hopes that I may be able to track it down...I won't know what's right until I eliminate all the other options.
"I don't want to sell anything, buy anything, or process anything as a career. I don't want to sell anything bought or processed, or buy anything sold or processed, or process anything sold, bought, or processed, or repair anything sold, bought, or processed. You know, as a career, I don't want to do that."
Friday, December 15, 2006
Best Win Ever…
..oh, and lots of drama…
Seriously the best comeback in sports history happened last night
Let’s get right down to it, matt drapper was hosting a little “Finals are Over/I’m Graduating” Party at his place, and naturally TJ and I were invited – rather this was one of TJ’s infamous moments of, “Oh yeah, forgot to tell you but we’re going over to Drapper’s tonight”, and because I carry absolutely no clought in this relationship I just roll with the punches.
So we get to Drapper’s with the pretense that if it’s just Matt jerking off with Adam and his girlfriend we would be leaving at 2 – which gave us 22 minutes…luckily however the party was not a bust (well, not yet)…we were greeted and almost instantly challenged to Beer Pong Vs the House Champs – drapper and his friend…
TJ won the series of Rock/Paper/Scissors, which ultimately decided who was to go first in the match for the title of the world. Our team name – The Jedi’s, and the irony of the teammates would come from our attire – TJ was wearing his Ohio State Sweatshirt and I my UofM hoodie..ohhh the comradery. The game got off to a promising start, TJ striking first making it one cup one the second round, but it was answered right back by the House Champs. The House Champs would then go on an unabated streak that finally ended with my first score of the game, but by then it was our 8 Cups to their 4 Cups, and both TJ and Drapper had lost interest in the game…but the other kid and I decided to continue on in the spirit of the game and drinking – I was willing to go down in a ball of flames before throwing in the towel…
The game continued on at a slow pace, with both the other kid and I not making any of our shots, but that would soon change and as would The Jedi’s ‘Luck’, or rather force. All of a sudden the game clicked for me and I utilized the force to hone in on the skill of throwing a ping-pong ball into a plastic cup. I was starting to make one ball every round, with the other shot just barely missing – one literally went into the cup and bounced right out, robbed – and it was usually on the first shot I got it. In four rounds of play the Champs (with Drapper coming into play every now and then to finish me off) were able to match me on three accounts – that made the score Jedi’s=4 Champs=1…and this was when the true champions were born. It was my turn, I fired the first ball and made it (as I said it was wasn’t uncommon for me to make the first shot in this series), but almost immediately I fired the second ball. The other kid didn’t even have his hand out of the first cup when the other ball went in. I was ecstatic, not only did I just bring the game within reach, making it a close game 2-1, but by making both shots Team Jedi regained possession of the two balls. I ran to TJ to tell him of the news and gave him a ball to throw.
Happy to know that we still had a chance at victory he threw and made it in! Seeing him come off the bench in this clutch moment and knocking out the first cup, I passed on my ball to him for another shot. Feeling the pressure he threw it up and it just missed. The Champs now had a chance to knock out their last cup and shut us out. With a 1 – 1 game a lot of options were available to us that were running threw my mind. Even with a virtual make by the Champs we still had some outs to tie it up. Drapper was first to throw getting really into the game now since he saw how badly their lead was blown. His toss was up but it was way over shot! TJ and I were doing everything possible to distract the Champs attention as they threw. The other kid threw right after Drapper and his bounced shortly before the cup! Now TJ and I both had the balls and were ready. TJ again fired first with a rocket straight shot and it went in! We went into a premature celebration forgetting about the possibilities the other team still had. Drapper took one of the balls to attempt to make in, but missed! Then someone mentioned how I still had yet to throw from our turn when TJ knocked out the last cup.
So there I was, the pressure was on, with this shot I could shut out The Champs possibility of an overtime. If I were to miss the Champs would still have the other kid as an option to make the shot, putting us in sudden death, but the Champs would not be able to win in that round with a miss from me seeings how Drapper had thrown in an attempt to tie moments ago. So shifting over to my right in the doorframe and pushing back the crowd in the kitchen with my left hand I raised my right hand up holding the ball between my thumb and index finger…knowing I didn’t have much time before those behind me in the kitchen would get restless as drunks get and stumble their way out and into me I fired a shot similar to the fashion that of TJ’s…it was a bullet and it was dead on! With that shot we sealed our victory and the celebration began. I jumped up and down twice, with the second bounce being caught in midair by TJ, where he began to hump me against the wall..we were victors and it was amazing.
Then the drama happened..something with someone….drunk people who like to start things that were forgotten and put rightfully so in the past…So TJ, Joe, Steph, and myself all departed to Yogi’s, leaving the drama behind and going somewhere else where we weren’t the enemy..
After all that, my night came to a close..well kinda..i got back to the apartment and watched Swingers with commentary then went over to the nice rec center to read and type this up…
"I made her a drink!”
..oh, and lots of drama…
Seriously the best comeback in sports history happened last night
Let’s get right down to it, matt drapper was hosting a little “Finals are Over/I’m Graduating” Party at his place, and naturally TJ and I were invited – rather this was one of TJ’s infamous moments of, “Oh yeah, forgot to tell you but we’re going over to Drapper’s tonight”, and because I carry absolutely no clought in this relationship I just roll with the punches.
So we get to Drapper’s with the pretense that if it’s just Matt jerking off with Adam and his girlfriend we would be leaving at 2 – which gave us 22 minutes…luckily however the party was not a bust (well, not yet)…we were greeted and almost instantly challenged to Beer Pong Vs the House Champs – drapper and his friend…
TJ won the series of Rock/Paper/Scissors, which ultimately decided who was to go first in the match for the title of the world. Our team name – The Jedi’s, and the irony of the teammates would come from our attire – TJ was wearing his Ohio State Sweatshirt and I my UofM hoodie..ohhh the comradery. The game got off to a promising start, TJ striking first making it one cup one the second round, but it was answered right back by the House Champs. The House Champs would then go on an unabated streak that finally ended with my first score of the game, but by then it was our 8 Cups to their 4 Cups, and both TJ and Drapper had lost interest in the game…but the other kid and I decided to continue on in the spirit of the game and drinking – I was willing to go down in a ball of flames before throwing in the towel…
The game continued on at a slow pace, with both the other kid and I not making any of our shots, but that would soon change and as would The Jedi’s ‘Luck’, or rather force. All of a sudden the game clicked for me and I utilized the force to hone in on the skill of throwing a ping-pong ball into a plastic cup. I was starting to make one ball every round, with the other shot just barely missing – one literally went into the cup and bounced right out, robbed – and it was usually on the first shot I got it. In four rounds of play the Champs (with Drapper coming into play every now and then to finish me off) were able to match me on three accounts – that made the score Jedi’s=4 Champs=1…and this was when the true champions were born. It was my turn, I fired the first ball and made it (as I said it was wasn’t uncommon for me to make the first shot in this series), but almost immediately I fired the second ball. The other kid didn’t even have his hand out of the first cup when the other ball went in. I was ecstatic, not only did I just bring the game within reach, making it a close game 2-1, but by making both shots Team Jedi regained possession of the two balls. I ran to TJ to tell him of the news and gave him a ball to throw.
Happy to know that we still had a chance at victory he threw and made it in! Seeing him come off the bench in this clutch moment and knocking out the first cup, I passed on my ball to him for another shot. Feeling the pressure he threw it up and it just missed. The Champs now had a chance to knock out their last cup and shut us out. With a 1 – 1 game a lot of options were available to us that were running threw my mind. Even with a virtual make by the Champs we still had some outs to tie it up. Drapper was first to throw getting really into the game now since he saw how badly their lead was blown. His toss was up but it was way over shot! TJ and I were doing everything possible to distract the Champs attention as they threw. The other kid threw right after Drapper and his bounced shortly before the cup! Now TJ and I both had the balls and were ready. TJ again fired first with a rocket straight shot and it went in! We went into a premature celebration forgetting about the possibilities the other team still had. Drapper took one of the balls to attempt to make in, but missed! Then someone mentioned how I still had yet to throw from our turn when TJ knocked out the last cup.
So there I was, the pressure was on, with this shot I could shut out The Champs possibility of an overtime. If I were to miss the Champs would still have the other kid as an option to make the shot, putting us in sudden death, but the Champs would not be able to win in that round with a miss from me seeings how Drapper had thrown in an attempt to tie moments ago. So shifting over to my right in the doorframe and pushing back the crowd in the kitchen with my left hand I raised my right hand up holding the ball between my thumb and index finger…knowing I didn’t have much time before those behind me in the kitchen would get restless as drunks get and stumble their way out and into me I fired a shot similar to the fashion that of TJ’s…it was a bullet and it was dead on! With that shot we sealed our victory and the celebration began. I jumped up and down twice, with the second bounce being caught in midair by TJ, where he began to hump me against the wall..we were victors and it was amazing.
Then the drama happened..something with someone….drunk people who like to start things that were forgotten and put rightfully so in the past…So TJ, Joe, Steph, and myself all departed to Yogi’s, leaving the drama behind and going somewhere else where we weren’t the enemy..
After all that, my night came to a close..well kinda..i got back to the apartment and watched Swingers with commentary then went over to the nice rec center to read and type this up…
"I made her a drink!”
Tuesday, December 12, 2006
Monday, December 11, 2006
Internet Down..
be back later...
no, for reals..talk about good timing
in the meantime, enjoy this craziness.....
http://media.www.bsudailynews.com/media/storage/paper849/news/2006/11/28/News/Do.They.Have.What.It.Takes.To.Be.Muncies.Finest-2509539.shtml?sourcedomain=www.bsudailynews.com&MIIHost=media.collegepublisher.com
"for reals?"
be back later...
no, for reals..talk about good timing
in the meantime, enjoy this craziness.....
http://media.www.bsudailynews.com/media/storage/paper849/news/2006/11/28/News/Do.They.Have.What.It.Takes.To.Be.Muncies.Finest-2509539.shtml?sourcedomain=www.bsudailynews.com&MIIHost=media.collegepublisher.com
"for reals?"
Sunday, December 10, 2006
Fucking MTV!!!!
why's it got to be so hard...
and why does everything suck tonight/this morning
So after the fucking geek patrol left the rec center i had the liberty of changing the channel on the tv...just flipping through and i came across the mTV channel...a band was playing that caught my attention..they weren't anything really good, but it was synthy with a decent drum and bass beat...so it had potential...i waited patiently watching the entire video without being distracted by anything to catch the group's name..well guess what, mTV doesn't like to put the names of the artists or song title for the videos they are playing...if you are lucky they'll post it at the beginning, but that really doesn't help out that much if your eyes aren't glued onto the screen..i can be sitting here, a song will start with some slow and quiet introduction, when it finally gets going i'll look up, but the title will be fading...and then there is nothing at the end of the video...
what the fuck is wrong with the world, honestly, things shouldn't be this hard....whatever happened to waiting a few seconds, showing the title and all that jazz, and then at the end of the song, putting it up again...and there was a show once, i remember this, that had the artist name and song title up there for the entire song...what the shit people...
i even went so far as to look up on mtv.com to see if they listed the currently played videos or something like that..nope, no such luck...today has not gotten off to a good foot, and it has yet to start..
"i'm gonna throw this macbook across the room..."
why's it got to be so hard...
and why does everything suck tonight/this morning
So after the fucking geek patrol left the rec center i had the liberty of changing the channel on the tv...just flipping through and i came across the mTV channel...a band was playing that caught my attention..they weren't anything really good, but it was synthy with a decent drum and bass beat...so it had potential...i waited patiently watching the entire video without being distracted by anything to catch the group's name..well guess what, mTV doesn't like to put the names of the artists or song title for the videos they are playing...if you are lucky they'll post it at the beginning, but that really doesn't help out that much if your eyes aren't glued onto the screen..i can be sitting here, a song will start with some slow and quiet introduction, when it finally gets going i'll look up, but the title will be fading...and then there is nothing at the end of the video...
what the fuck is wrong with the world, honestly, things shouldn't be this hard....whatever happened to waiting a few seconds, showing the title and all that jazz, and then at the end of the song, putting it up again...and there was a show once, i remember this, that had the artist name and song title up there for the entire song...what the shit people...
i even went so far as to look up on mtv.com to see if they listed the currently played videos or something like that..nope, no such luck...today has not gotten off to a good foot, and it has yet to start..
"i'm gonna throw this macbook across the room..."
This! is why I don't Post!!!
..fucking blogger...
fucking piece of shit false sense of security....
so i was typing up a blog and perusing the web at the same time, yes i know i hate to get interrupted or stop once i get going but this wasn't too vital, i was just trying to get into sync...anyways, i was looking at some videos, finding more of me dancing at CP, and one of the videos killed my browser and there it all went..all 8 of my tabs...wtf mate!?
so i re-open firefox and bring up my blogger account...go to the posts part and use the tool to "recover post" and what does it do...nothing...still a blank canvas for me to post on...wow...way to think that the recover post tool may actually work and my post may not be lost...
you know, this happened last night as well...so this just makes me really mad now...fuck this shit..
"fuck blogger....i quit"
..fucking blogger...
fucking piece of shit false sense of security....
so i was typing up a blog and perusing the web at the same time, yes i know i hate to get interrupted or stop once i get going but this wasn't too vital, i was just trying to get into sync...anyways, i was looking at some videos, finding more of me dancing at CP, and one of the videos killed my browser and there it all went..all 8 of my tabs...wtf mate!?
so i re-open firefox and bring up my blogger account...go to the posts part and use the tool to "recover post" and what does it do...nothing...still a blank canvas for me to post on...wow...way to think that the recover post tool may actually work and my post may not be lost...
you know, this happened last night as well...so this just makes me really mad now...fuck this shit..
"fuck blogger....i quit"
Am I in a Timewarp???
..or is the world just stupid...
somebody just tell me what's going on, i just woke up...
Alright so i know that my day/time was all messed up, but for reals, this is just weird...so yes i got up really late today, who even knows what time 6pm? but in all fairness i went to bed at 11am, just as others days were beginning, or about to, mine was ending....i guess it's right there where the problem begins and thus is my timeline for punishment, follow with me...
i eventually wake, do whatever it is i do...3am rolls around (for the record i wrote out the three and followed it with am, yeah, try to do that and make sense...) and TJ strolls in so i gather my things and start to head to the rec center with the hope that the geek squad or any individual member was not there...as i exit the apartment TJ makes a comment saying that the geeks should be long gone by now since it was so late, they have their geeky things to do and would be asleep...my mind instantly flashed to the scene in Back to the Future III when Marty is concerned about running into the movie theater Indians and Doc tells him he isn't thinking fourth dimensionally......so once i make it to the rec center those Indians will be in the past...
well check out these mother fuckers, i walk into the rec center lacking a sense of worriedness and who do i see, well the whole flippin' gang was there - Geeks 1 & 2 along with Geekettes 1 & 2 - and to top if off they've been drinking...the effeminate Fred look-a-like geek #2 being the drunkest...great...i was about three seconds away from covering my balls and going to the rec center across the street, but i persevered and stayed...partly because i am lazy and the fear of going to the rec center i've never been in before just scared me into staying...and it looked like the geeks were finishing up..hopefully...
so i sat at the table surfing the web to block out the geeks touching each other, i went to a high school that didn't have walls, i've been trained to tune out anything...so online i noticed something even stranger....it appeared as if people were living as if it were afternoon...i read many away messages that went something like "eating lunch brb" or "off to work, back for dinner with the girls" and so forth...but those were away messages for people who had them, as in, there were plenty of people online without away messages and were not idle..
so here i am, after being up for only a couple hours or so, going to sleep in the afternoon and waking up in what appeared to be the same time...i don't find anything more disturbing than being confused by time....this wasn't to the extent of what normally gets to me...like waking up after accidentally falling asleep, looking at the clock, seeing it says something like 1030 and you were supposed to be somewhere at 8...but it's 8 as in the next day, you're still on the same day you fell asleep in, you don't need to get ready for school or work or anything like that...and that little bit of panic and stress makes the nap you just took null and void...
so i got nothing left to say, and i have no idea where i was going with this...it's actually 830 in the morning as i finish up this post...when i started the original one at 330...yeah, this is the third time i have wrote this post, getting only to the same point every time...and you all know how much i hate re-writing a post....
"Who needs clocks, because when i'm with you, time stands still..."
..or is the world just stupid...
somebody just tell me what's going on, i just woke up...
Alright so i know that my day/time was all messed up, but for reals, this is just weird...so yes i got up really late today, who even knows what time 6pm? but in all fairness i went to bed at 11am, just as others days were beginning, or about to, mine was ending....i guess it's right there where the problem begins and thus is my timeline for punishment, follow with me...
i eventually wake, do whatever it is i do...3am rolls around (for the record i wrote out the three and followed it with am, yeah, try to do that and make sense...) and TJ strolls in so i gather my things and start to head to the rec center with the hope that the geek squad or any individual member was not there...as i exit the apartment TJ makes a comment saying that the geeks should be long gone by now since it was so late, they have their geeky things to do and would be asleep...my mind instantly flashed to the scene in Back to the Future III when Marty is concerned about running into the movie theater Indians and Doc tells him he isn't thinking fourth dimensionally......so once i make it to the rec center those Indians will be in the past...
well check out these mother fuckers, i walk into the rec center lacking a sense of worriedness and who do i see, well the whole flippin' gang was there - Geeks 1 & 2 along with Geekettes 1 & 2 - and to top if off they've been drinking...the effeminate Fred look-a-like geek #2 being the drunkest...great...i was about three seconds away from covering my balls and going to the rec center across the street, but i persevered and stayed...partly because i am lazy and the fear of going to the rec center i've never been in before just scared me into staying...and it looked like the geeks were finishing up..hopefully...
so i sat at the table surfing the web to block out the geeks touching each other, i went to a high school that didn't have walls, i've been trained to tune out anything...so online i noticed something even stranger....it appeared as if people were living as if it were afternoon...i read many away messages that went something like "eating lunch brb" or "off to work, back for dinner with the girls" and so forth...but those were away messages for people who had them, as in, there were plenty of people online without away messages and were not idle..
so here i am, after being up for only a couple hours or so, going to sleep in the afternoon and waking up in what appeared to be the same time...i don't find anything more disturbing than being confused by time....this wasn't to the extent of what normally gets to me...like waking up after accidentally falling asleep, looking at the clock, seeing it says something like 1030 and you were supposed to be somewhere at 8...but it's 8 as in the next day, you're still on the same day you fell asleep in, you don't need to get ready for school or work or anything like that...and that little bit of panic and stress makes the nap you just took null and void...
so i got nothing left to say, and i have no idea where i was going with this...it's actually 830 in the morning as i finish up this post...when i started the original one at 330...yeah, this is the third time i have wrote this post, getting only to the same point every time...and you all know how much i hate re-writing a post....
"Who needs clocks, because when i'm with you, time stands still..."
Saturday, December 09, 2006
Friday, December 08, 2006
A New Post for the Ages...
..it'll be lost on everyone
the more things are possible, the less likely we are to do them
ughhhh, so i got to get back into the groove of writing, in some form or another. At Cedar Point i lost the access to blog so i took up the age old art of writing down..with pen and paper...but the season grew on, i got busier - both with work and my social life - and writing died...you'd think with more going on in my life i'd have more to write about, but no, the two are inversely related...
anyways, when the season went to weekends only i had a good four days of relaxation at a time..time to pick up the journaling once again..but low and behold i was having problems with the system. any blog i tried to upload wasn't going through - even old posts i had saved as drafts back before i left for CP weren't going through...this troubled me for some time...i started implementing the "Notes" option on Facebook as some sort of blogging device...i liked it for the simple fact that if people were to read their news feed it would tell them i had made a new note and they should go and check it out...reaching out to a larger group of people in a community where they already were....but it wasn't until thanksgiving when i finally met up with the man himself zach baiel when he told me what my problem was..something along the lines of the FTP server address had changed, whatever.
So now i'm back..but better than before, hardly. this way of movable type is lost on me still...i'd like to get back into it all...i mean i have had the inkling to start writing again, and when i say writing i mean like something worthwhile - all my past ideas that are now collecting dust i want to blow off and rekindle a fire with...all those little movie ideas and everything else..it's what i want to do, yet i'm not ready for it - if i were to attempt anything now it would be pure crap....
ughh, but what's the use, this is more therapeutic than anything else - i guess i'll have to just keep on keeping on and we'll just wait and see what comes out..
"Your efforts will go on justly rewarded"
..it'll be lost on everyone
the more things are possible, the less likely we are to do them
ughhhh, so i got to get back into the groove of writing, in some form or another. At Cedar Point i lost the access to blog so i took up the age old art of writing down..with pen and paper...but the season grew on, i got busier - both with work and my social life - and writing died...you'd think with more going on in my life i'd have more to write about, but no, the two are inversely related...
anyways, when the season went to weekends only i had a good four days of relaxation at a time..time to pick up the journaling once again..but low and behold i was having problems with the system. any blog i tried to upload wasn't going through - even old posts i had saved as drafts back before i left for CP weren't going through...this troubled me for some time...i started implementing the "Notes" option on Facebook as some sort of blogging device...i liked it for the simple fact that if people were to read their news feed it would tell them i had made a new note and they should go and check it out...reaching out to a larger group of people in a community where they already were....but it wasn't until thanksgiving when i finally met up with the man himself zach baiel when he told me what my problem was..something along the lines of the FTP server address had changed, whatever.
So now i'm back..but better than before, hardly. this way of movable type is lost on me still...i'd like to get back into it all...i mean i have had the inkling to start writing again, and when i say writing i mean like something worthwhile - all my past ideas that are now collecting dust i want to blow off and rekindle a fire with...all those little movie ideas and everything else..it's what i want to do, yet i'm not ready for it - if i were to attempt anything now it would be pure crap....
ughh, but what's the use, this is more therapeutic than anything else - i guess i'll have to just keep on keeping on and we'll just wait and see what comes out..
"Your efforts will go on justly rewarded"
Tuesday, December 05, 2006
Do I Care?
..cuz i thought i did
but i suppose the real question is, how did i get left out, or let myself get out?
So i like to peruse the internet, it's becoming a friend of mine lately, and one of the many things i like to check out is facebook - who's not guilty of that? well i get the news feed - because i fucking like it! - and i notice something that seems a little off to me. i'm always seeing little news feeds about how this one group of my friends all comment on each other's walls, are adding pictures of each other, and planning events. these people i worked and partied alongside with at Cedar Point...we were a close nit little group, hell, my CP baby's momma and CP wife are in this group i'm talking about, but it seems as though my connections with the group have been cut. I can't explain it...i mean it's not like the distance thing is a factor, you got people from all over still talking and meeting up...
so it got me thinking...is this a bad on my part...did i not try to keep in contact with anyone...you know what, no, i'm not taking the blame for this...i've probably made the last contact with all those people anyways, i did my part, reached out my hand..if they don't wanna respond to it, to hell with them....
ohhhhh, which brings up another major pain i am dealing with....the lack of response from people i try and talk to...but i will save that for another day...
anyways, i've lost all my thoughts, and this wasn't very coherant, but i need to start writing again.....ughhhhh
"ughhhhhhhhhh"
..cuz i thought i did
but i suppose the real question is, how did i get left out, or let myself get out?
So i like to peruse the internet, it's becoming a friend of mine lately, and one of the many things i like to check out is facebook - who's not guilty of that? well i get the news feed - because i fucking like it! - and i notice something that seems a little off to me. i'm always seeing little news feeds about how this one group of my friends all comment on each other's walls, are adding pictures of each other, and planning events. these people i worked and partied alongside with at Cedar Point...we were a close nit little group, hell, my CP baby's momma and CP wife are in this group i'm talking about, but it seems as though my connections with the group have been cut. I can't explain it...i mean it's not like the distance thing is a factor, you got people from all over still talking and meeting up...
so it got me thinking...is this a bad on my part...did i not try to keep in contact with anyone...you know what, no, i'm not taking the blame for this...i've probably made the last contact with all those people anyways, i did my part, reached out my hand..if they don't wanna respond to it, to hell with them....
ohhhhh, which brings up another major pain i am dealing with....the lack of response from people i try and talk to...but i will save that for another day...
anyways, i've lost all my thoughts, and this wasn't very coherant, but i need to start writing again.....ughhhhh
"ughhhhhhhhhh"
Sunday, November 26, 2006
I'm Baaaaack...
Oh Yeah...
i suppose my blog coming back to life is the only good thing that will happen to me in November.
well, this isn't anything special, i just wanted to let everyone know i can upload my posts again..but due to the lack of updating i am sure that i have lost any readers i may have had...way to go Cedar Point and FTP server changes...
laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaame
Oh Yeah...
i suppose my blog coming back to life is the only good thing that will happen to me in November.
well, this isn't anything special, i just wanted to let everyone know i can upload my posts again..but due to the lack of updating i am sure that i have lost any readers i may have had...way to go Cedar Point and FTP server changes...
laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaame
Friday, September 22, 2006
Tuesday, June 06, 2006
Sunday, May 21, 2006
If Only I Knew...
I wouldn't be making these decisions..
once again I am gone...
I hate change, probably moreso then the next guy, but it seems the last part of my life has been filled with all these changes, from places to who I am....this uncertainty is gonna be the death of me..
if only I knew some the answers, or was actually able to describe the way I feel about things, put an understanding to them, be able to categorize them, we might have a different situation...
everything is up in the air and even though I hate it, I know I will enjoy where I am, because no matter where I go I will always have some adventure...
So you all in a month..after that...I do not know
"Every passing second is a chance to turn it all around.."
I wouldn't be making these decisions..
once again I am gone...
I hate change, probably moreso then the next guy, but it seems the last part of my life has been filled with all these changes, from places to who I am....this uncertainty is gonna be the death of me..
if only I knew some the answers, or was actually able to describe the way I feel about things, put an understanding to them, be able to categorize them, we might have a different situation...
everything is up in the air and even though I hate it, I know I will enjoy where I am, because no matter where I go I will always have some adventure...
So you all in a month..after that...I do not know
"Every passing second is a chance to turn it all around.."
Sunday, May 14, 2006
A Mother of All Days...
what else would you expect?
tomorrow arrives sooner as each day ends quicker
So apparently the OG opens it's doors a half hour earlier than normal for this mother's day thing...amazing..so that meant I had to be at work at 1015, as did everyone else for the most part. Yeah it sucked getting up at a different time, it seems as if every morning shift I have had in the past month, at least, even shifts I picked up for others, always..always started at 1130..it was a rotation I could live with.
The morning sucked, lots and lots of parties..but Fabi and I got to work together on some tables together, us both being in Ecco..he was happy to be able to work side by side with me on my last hours at the OG - and since he does not work tomorrow, I would not being seeing him again..
but it seems as if we can't have any flawless days, can't go without making Jason flip out about something....so here's the deal - they sit an eleven top for Fabi and myself...well only five are there....so we wait and wait..meanwhile I have no other tables...then all of a sudden they double seat me...and of course, the rest of the party shows up as well...meanwhile the time has approached 4:00, which meant any day server was now cut and all replacements were on for this particular day...well my section moved to the exact opposite end of the restaurant..just like it did the other night..so I told the hosts please be aware of this, I have three tables in Ecco, do not seat me....so time passes and I saw one of my tables, 202 ironically enough, was set up for five with menus and everything...so I went to the hosts to ask about, they begged me to take it, telling me the party was over their quote time..I felt bad so I told the hosts they could seat the group, but please do not, do not give me any more tables than that....
so while that is going on, my other tables are being needy as fuck...and every salad I bring out to 531 has dressing in it...well as I go to check back on my table at 202, I notice 222 was sat, and I lost it...in a flash I was up at the host stand freaking out about it..I took the table, but I wanted to voice my opinion on the lack of communication and/or ignorance on their part...and after I greeted the table a couple hosts were standing near the wine hutch and I literally threaten to bludgeon the one host who sat me to death with the wine bottle I had in my hand..amazing (and some say they can't see me killing anyone...heat of the moment counts does it not?)
after that it was pretty much clear sailing....my tickets were all above fifty bucks which made me happy, tables were pleased with my service, and I wrapped up the night not only giving my close away to Kmart, but walking out with 135..not very good, but that was about average - nobody came out a winner today.
As I was closing up shop, getting my last tables to leave I was trying to figure out who worked tomorrow morning and who did not..those who weren't working I said my goodbyes to, and it didn't get emotional until I talked to Enrique...I asked him if he worked, he told me no so I told him goodbye for good..and he looked at me in that "he's speaking English" sort of way..and then once I explained to him that I was gone for good, he gave me the saddest look possible, and that's when the levees broke..how could I not tear up at the sad little teddy bear man whom I've come to know and love over the past two years...after that saying goodbye to people was a little difficult...it was a mess to have so many people in a public setting see me crying in sorts...
but my favorite part of the day was when my very first table asked me if I had told my mother Happy Mother's Day, or if I was going to, to which I told them my mother passed away..I'm such a horrible person...
I went home, feeling oh so dirty and therefore decided on showering..well what I intended to be a quick shower turned out to be a whole ordeal, what with the shaving and shampooing...I got dressed and embarked out looking for the lake they call lemon....
I drove and drove...turned around several times...the sun fell fast and the roads were harder to see, especially in this uncharted territory I was in...I would eventually find the roads I needed to go, crossed over a road with the lake on both sides of me, almost causing a panic attack, but found where I thought Crystal's party was at much much earlier....well the sign said the gates would lock at sunset, and this was well past it, so I made my way back through the fog all the way home...
once home I called my grandmother and my other mother, Mrs. Baiel - we talked briefly, just catching up, making sure everyone was doing ok - just me trying to extended to them what significance they make in my life..it was funny because Mrs. Baiel did not recognize my voice on the phone, and when asked who was calling I said Jason..still no idea..and so there I sat dumbfounded and at a loss for I tried to call and do a good thing and it wasn't working out at all...but then I snapped out of my pity and exclaimed, "my name is Angus" realizing then that my mentioning of my last name was the only way to be remembered. after that was said it was all good and of course she knew who I was...
coincidentally enough Zach ended up calling me later...we had a nice talk about things and I truly miss having him around..he has such a brilliant mind and I hate distance for f'ing us because we truly do need to be together, before we get old and can't do nearly half the shit we can/might get away with now..
pretty much just killed some time, talked to Amber - she hated me for a name I called her (MB), got a sad voicemail about a bunny, then 1am came around and so did Lauren..we had decided on watching Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, a brilliant film might I say..she had never seen it and made a mention of wanting to see it the other day when she was over, so now was the time, and the place was mine as well...which I will state for the record was an interesting conversation..
we watched the movie, only having to restart it once, and that was when we were only five minutes into because we got distracted by imdb...right off the bat Lauren liked the movie..which was weird because she hadn't even made it into the opening credits before coming to this conclusion...but she has remarkable judgment and calls them like they are..in the end she was pleased with the movie, although the ending for her was lacking, she wasn't a fan of it, but when questioned what she would have liked, she really didn't know...
after the movie we watched an informercial about some incredible electronic knife thing...which lead into us playing Loser..which lead into her looking through my albums and us talking about music..and then she realized what time it was and went home...
so as awake as I was at 530 in the morning, I stayed up only a bit longer, maybe to type this up, and went to bed..I had a big day ahead of me tomorrow...
"You know Hitler would be rolling in his grave if he wasn't alive and well somewhere in Argentina.."
what else would you expect?
tomorrow arrives sooner as each day ends quicker
So apparently the OG opens it's doors a half hour earlier than normal for this mother's day thing...amazing..so that meant I had to be at work at 1015, as did everyone else for the most part. Yeah it sucked getting up at a different time, it seems as if every morning shift I have had in the past month, at least, even shifts I picked up for others, always..always started at 1130..it was a rotation I could live with.
The morning sucked, lots and lots of parties..but Fabi and I got to work together on some tables together, us both being in Ecco..he was happy to be able to work side by side with me on my last hours at the OG - and since he does not work tomorrow, I would not being seeing him again..
but it seems as if we can't have any flawless days, can't go without making Jason flip out about something....so here's the deal - they sit an eleven top for Fabi and myself...well only five are there....so we wait and wait..meanwhile I have no other tables...then all of a sudden they double seat me...and of course, the rest of the party shows up as well...meanwhile the time has approached 4:00, which meant any day server was now cut and all replacements were on for this particular day...well my section moved to the exact opposite end of the restaurant..just like it did the other night..so I told the hosts please be aware of this, I have three tables in Ecco, do not seat me....so time passes and I saw one of my tables, 202 ironically enough, was set up for five with menus and everything...so I went to the hosts to ask about, they begged me to take it, telling me the party was over their quote time..I felt bad so I told the hosts they could seat the group, but please do not, do not give me any more tables than that....
so while that is going on, my other tables are being needy as fuck...and every salad I bring out to 531 has dressing in it...well as I go to check back on my table at 202, I notice 222 was sat, and I lost it...in a flash I was up at the host stand freaking out about it..I took the table, but I wanted to voice my opinion on the lack of communication and/or ignorance on their part...and after I greeted the table a couple hosts were standing near the wine hutch and I literally threaten to bludgeon the one host who sat me to death with the wine bottle I had in my hand..amazing (and some say they can't see me killing anyone...heat of the moment counts does it not?)
after that it was pretty much clear sailing....my tickets were all above fifty bucks which made me happy, tables were pleased with my service, and I wrapped up the night not only giving my close away to Kmart, but walking out with 135..not very good, but that was about average - nobody came out a winner today.
As I was closing up shop, getting my last tables to leave I was trying to figure out who worked tomorrow morning and who did not..those who weren't working I said my goodbyes to, and it didn't get emotional until I talked to Enrique...I asked him if he worked, he told me no so I told him goodbye for good..and he looked at me in that "he's speaking English" sort of way..and then once I explained to him that I was gone for good, he gave me the saddest look possible, and that's when the levees broke..how could I not tear up at the sad little teddy bear man whom I've come to know and love over the past two years...after that saying goodbye to people was a little difficult...it was a mess to have so many people in a public setting see me crying in sorts...
but my favorite part of the day was when my very first table asked me if I had told my mother Happy Mother's Day, or if I was going to, to which I told them my mother passed away..I'm such a horrible person...
I went home, feeling oh so dirty and therefore decided on showering..well what I intended to be a quick shower turned out to be a whole ordeal, what with the shaving and shampooing...I got dressed and embarked out looking for the lake they call lemon....
I drove and drove...turned around several times...the sun fell fast and the roads were harder to see, especially in this uncharted territory I was in...I would eventually find the roads I needed to go, crossed over a road with the lake on both sides of me, almost causing a panic attack, but found where I thought Crystal's party was at much much earlier....well the sign said the gates would lock at sunset, and this was well past it, so I made my way back through the fog all the way home...
once home I called my grandmother and my other mother, Mrs. Baiel - we talked briefly, just catching up, making sure everyone was doing ok - just me trying to extended to them what significance they make in my life..it was funny because Mrs. Baiel did not recognize my voice on the phone, and when asked who was calling I said Jason..still no idea..and so there I sat dumbfounded and at a loss for I tried to call and do a good thing and it wasn't working out at all...but then I snapped out of my pity and exclaimed, "my name is Angus" realizing then that my mentioning of my last name was the only way to be remembered. after that was said it was all good and of course she knew who I was...
coincidentally enough Zach ended up calling me later...we had a nice talk about things and I truly miss having him around..he has such a brilliant mind and I hate distance for f'ing us because we truly do need to be together, before we get old and can't do nearly half the shit we can/might get away with now..
pretty much just killed some time, talked to Amber - she hated me for a name I called her (MB), got a sad voicemail about a bunny, then 1am came around and so did Lauren..we had decided on watching Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, a brilliant film might I say..she had never seen it and made a mention of wanting to see it the other day when she was over, so now was the time, and the place was mine as well...which I will state for the record was an interesting conversation..
we watched the movie, only having to restart it once, and that was when we were only five minutes into because we got distracted by imdb...right off the bat Lauren liked the movie..which was weird because she hadn't even made it into the opening credits before coming to this conclusion...but she has remarkable judgment and calls them like they are..in the end she was pleased with the movie, although the ending for her was lacking, she wasn't a fan of it, but when questioned what she would have liked, she really didn't know...
after the movie we watched an informercial about some incredible electronic knife thing...which lead into us playing Loser..which lead into her looking through my albums and us talking about music..and then she realized what time it was and went home...
so as awake as I was at 530 in the morning, I stayed up only a bit longer, maybe to type this up, and went to bed..I had a big day ahead of me tomorrow...
"You know Hitler would be rolling in his grave if he wasn't alive and well somewhere in Argentina.."
Friday, May 12, 2006
Was it Really Friday?
So the entire day was a wild one, and I'm starting to wonder what's up
So I woke up having a nice five hour nap, if you can call it that....four to five hours is pretty much the teetering point of calling it a nap and an actual amounts worth of real rest. As i am getting ready for work i get a phone call from some random 812 number, so i reluctantly answer, it's Mira, my salon..they were wondering if i still planned on coming in for my hair appointment. WTF? So i argue with them because i was told Saturday morning, i remember the confussion, because the girl as she closing the conversation said something about Friday and i corrected her, and she agreed and say, "oh you're right, Saturday"....so now i'm pissed, they ask me to come in right then, i told them i was going to work that's why saturday was better...whatever, I've had the same girl cut my hair for well over a year and this is how i get treated, fuckers
So I went to work and did my standard crap there...and right off the bat i was upset, i was on the family table, the only section in the restaurant that wil piss me off....so i just ignore it and i great my table...then within minutes the hosts are pissing me off...the person in the family table section with me was due in fifteen minutes after me...and they are seating their section to have me pick them up..then when the other person does come in they give her a seven top at the family table, which usually gets to me, but this time i sent me over the edge because the party going to that table consisted of Asa and his friends, so that tip would have been good..i remembering going up to the host stand and telling them to "fuck off and die, just fuck off and die" and there was the last of my acknowledgment of the host staff....
So i eventuially get off of work, make my way home and am extremly tired...K-mart wanted to hang out sand i told her she could come overto keep me warm bacause i was gonna lay down on my couch, watch TV, and pass out....well she never came over, and pass out i did, ignoring all alarms and even silencing the TV...when i awoke it was 530, and i was supposed to pick up a shift for jeremy that statrted at 5..nice...
so i roll into thre OG at 6, sleep lines all over my face, and i just play it off...well because i was late they moved me out of the section i was supposed to be in and moved me into two-top hell...whatever, i didn't care..but i made the most of it, there was another just as bad section, the one in the back corner of Ecco, that was also up for grabs...so i told the hosts, let's play a game, keep Jason full by seating him all the two tops, not only for his section, but thw two two-tops in the back corner...so there i was, rocking five two tops all night long...the new host Ashley who was seating me, with the help of Kathleen, did an amazing job, i told her i wanted her to have my babies...she kept me so full at one point i was quadruple sat..
then the freak out part came...so i get cut, but Chase wants me to close for him, and since i missed the dorr being open i told him if he got me a smoke break i would close for him - shocked at what her heard, he made it happen..well eventually...the hosts realized i wasn't cut anymore and they basically triple sat me when i already had one table..so as i am getting them all straightened out, they seat Chase's section..and nobody knows who has it..so i ended up taking my fifth table, and having to run on total opposite ends of the restuarant, complete and opposiute ends...
so just as i needed everything right then and there, it all crashes on me...several of my tables food is coming up, people are wanting to switch beverages, more breadsticks are wanted, and of course they are burning in the oven..so i am freaking out, trying to get everytihng together..and i needed a boat of alfredo...i called for that things like five time before i finally walked up to the line and requested it..and there i saw Ian smiling, slowly putting on his gloves...and i am calling for it, calling for it, becoming more and more impatient, pleading to him with my situation..then i lose it, i call for it and throw the tray that was parked in front of my across the alley, then i walk away and go check on 202, when i get there i find out that someone has taken their order because they had been sitting there awhile since i last had been there...so i make my way to the back and chase meets up with me, hands me the paper that Cassidy tok the order on..and i was so in a frenzy that i couldn't ready it, and she walked past and itold her i'm sorry but i can't read this..she has fine handwriting but i was probably to the point i saw red, ok, maybe not that extreme, but writen words excaped me...
all in all it worked out just fine..i closed, but Doug cut me at quarter til 11 because i no longer had tables..i stayed and chatted it up with TJ who was behind the bar...then our conversation got interupted by Chantel who came back to help TJ, so i peaced out..i made my way home and as soon as i walked in the door i had a gin&tonic in my hand...as promised i called Lauren, only to let her know i was drinking alone and to expect a drunk dial later...so i picked out a movie, Lost in Translation, and made a seat on the couch...i didn't make it thirty minutes into the movie before i started recieving texts and calls from people all over.i had originally started to make plans for Kmart to come over, but as soon as other people called i had to stop and figure out what was going on...i talked with Amber for a majority of it all, she even kept me company as i walked over to Nick's to meet up with Lauren.
yeah yeah, while amber was talking to me, Lauren was texting me, "trying" to get me to come out to nick's with her...so i arrived, got another G&T from the bar and bought Lauren a Heinekin, she was drinking beer tonight and wasn't about to switch over to liquer. We were only there for a bit longer before someone decided to go over to Sports...so we made the looooong walk on over to Sports (now that in my mind would be a crawl) Brandy almost was denied access, but we did make our way in...as soon as we walked in i saw RockMyWorldRachel and Emily from Tumbleweed..later i found out TabtheBlonde was working and i met up with her later...
So i made my way back over to the girls and Brandy handed me a G&T, making me very happy....we went out onto the patio and sat around, me freezing, but there we sat...we were there long enough for us to finish our drinksand we were back on the walk...we were going to someone's house, i forget the name, but Lauren is always over there..so we walked, and i pointed out the fact that we keep getting further and further away from my house, and i walked to the bars....
we got to the house, located on 12th and Lincoln, i remember making a text to Kmart asking here where she lived because i swore it was nearby, but i never recieved a reply. we hung out there for a long time, well longer than we were at any of the bars for...Lauren and i talked some more, she made the comment on how we had switched roles, she was the talkative one now and i was more to myself..she didn't think i was having fun, but i told her it was a change of sceneery, and as a conservative republican i am not a fan of change, so i would have to warm up to it all, i was just people watching in the mean time... which brings to my next point...Lauren has been the only person in my experince to actual pin me as a republican just from a look, and maybe a conversation at work or two...it seems as if everyone else around me has this common misconception that i am some sort of crazed liberal...whatevs...
whatever, the night grew on and Lauren knew she needed to get some rest, she actually had to work in the morning..so round 4 her and i left, she was gonna give me a ride back to my place..so we walked to her car over by yogi's and she drove me in her little red cougar back to my place..and as i was giving hre the directions she started to freak out a bit..apparently she is always over where i live, he boyrfriend was staying with this guy named Nick, and Nick is the guy who drives that frickin' Scion Van that's always parked in front of the place..so we sat there and talked, being wierded out by how small of a world it really is...and now that i thought about it, i do remember seeing that little red cougar in front of my place, it only stood out because there are only three red cars that ever park out in front of my building, and they all have some sort of significance to me...
so we sat there talking and Lauren finally asks, "well, do you want me to park somewhere and come in?" so we did just that
So the entire day was a wild one, and I'm starting to wonder what's up
So I woke up having a nice five hour nap, if you can call it that....four to five hours is pretty much the teetering point of calling it a nap and an actual amounts worth of real rest. As i am getting ready for work i get a phone call from some random 812 number, so i reluctantly answer, it's Mira, my salon..they were wondering if i still planned on coming in for my hair appointment. WTF? So i argue with them because i was told Saturday morning, i remember the confussion, because the girl as she closing the conversation said something about Friday and i corrected her, and she agreed and say, "oh you're right, Saturday"....so now i'm pissed, they ask me to come in right then, i told them i was going to work that's why saturday was better...whatever, I've had the same girl cut my hair for well over a year and this is how i get treated, fuckers
So I went to work and did my standard crap there...and right off the bat i was upset, i was on the family table, the only section in the restaurant that wil piss me off....so i just ignore it and i great my table...then within minutes the hosts are pissing me off...the person in the family table section with me was due in fifteen minutes after me...and they are seating their section to have me pick them up..then when the other person does come in they give her a seven top at the family table, which usually gets to me, but this time i sent me over the edge because the party going to that table consisted of Asa and his friends, so that tip would have been good..i remembering going up to the host stand and telling them to "fuck off and die, just fuck off and die" and there was the last of my acknowledgment of the host staff....
So i eventuially get off of work, make my way home and am extremly tired...K-mart wanted to hang out sand i told her she could come overto keep me warm bacause i was gonna lay down on my couch, watch TV, and pass out....well she never came over, and pass out i did, ignoring all alarms and even silencing the TV...when i awoke it was 530, and i was supposed to pick up a shift for jeremy that statrted at 5..nice...
so i roll into thre OG at 6, sleep lines all over my face, and i just play it off...well because i was late they moved me out of the section i was supposed to be in and moved me into two-top hell...whatever, i didn't care..but i made the most of it, there was another just as bad section, the one in the back corner of Ecco, that was also up for grabs...so i told the hosts, let's play a game, keep Jason full by seating him all the two tops, not only for his section, but thw two two-tops in the back corner...so there i was, rocking five two tops all night long...the new host Ashley who was seating me, with the help of Kathleen, did an amazing job, i told her i wanted her to have my babies...she kept me so full at one point i was quadruple sat..
then the freak out part came...so i get cut, but Chase wants me to close for him, and since i missed the dorr being open i told him if he got me a smoke break i would close for him - shocked at what her heard, he made it happen..well eventually...the hosts realized i wasn't cut anymore and they basically triple sat me when i already had one table..so as i am getting them all straightened out, they seat Chase's section..and nobody knows who has it..so i ended up taking my fifth table, and having to run on total opposite ends of the restuarant, complete and opposiute ends...
so just as i needed everything right then and there, it all crashes on me...several of my tables food is coming up, people are wanting to switch beverages, more breadsticks are wanted, and of course they are burning in the oven..so i am freaking out, trying to get everytihng together..and i needed a boat of alfredo...i called for that things like five time before i finally walked up to the line and requested it..and there i saw Ian smiling, slowly putting on his gloves...and i am calling for it, calling for it, becoming more and more impatient, pleading to him with my situation..then i lose it, i call for it and throw the tray that was parked in front of my across the alley, then i walk away and go check on 202, when i get there i find out that someone has taken their order because they had been sitting there awhile since i last had been there...so i make my way to the back and chase meets up with me, hands me the paper that Cassidy tok the order on..and i was so in a frenzy that i couldn't ready it, and she walked past and itold her i'm sorry but i can't read this..she has fine handwriting but i was probably to the point i saw red, ok, maybe not that extreme, but writen words excaped me...
all in all it worked out just fine..i closed, but Doug cut me at quarter til 11 because i no longer had tables..i stayed and chatted it up with TJ who was behind the bar...then our conversation got interupted by Chantel who came back to help TJ, so i peaced out..i made my way home and as soon as i walked in the door i had a gin&tonic in my hand...as promised i called Lauren, only to let her know i was drinking alone and to expect a drunk dial later...so i picked out a movie, Lost in Translation, and made a seat on the couch...i didn't make it thirty minutes into the movie before i started recieving texts and calls from people all over.i had originally started to make plans for Kmart to come over, but as soon as other people called i had to stop and figure out what was going on...i talked with Amber for a majority of it all, she even kept me company as i walked over to Nick's to meet up with Lauren.
yeah yeah, while amber was talking to me, Lauren was texting me, "trying" to get me to come out to nick's with her...so i arrived, got another G&T from the bar and bought Lauren a Heinekin, she was drinking beer tonight and wasn't about to switch over to liquer. We were only there for a bit longer before someone decided to go over to Sports...so we made the looooong walk on over to Sports (now that in my mind would be a crawl) Brandy almost was denied access, but we did make our way in...as soon as we walked in i saw RockMyWorldRachel and Emily from Tumbleweed..later i found out TabtheBlonde was working and i met up with her later...
So i made my way back over to the girls and Brandy handed me a G&T, making me very happy....we went out onto the patio and sat around, me freezing, but there we sat...we were there long enough for us to finish our drinksand we were back on the walk...we were going to someone's house, i forget the name, but Lauren is always over there..so we walked, and i pointed out the fact that we keep getting further and further away from my house, and i walked to the bars....
we got to the house, located on 12th and Lincoln, i remember making a text to Kmart asking here where she lived because i swore it was nearby, but i never recieved a reply. we hung out there for a long time, well longer than we were at any of the bars for...Lauren and i talked some more, she made the comment on how we had switched roles, she was the talkative one now and i was more to myself..she didn't think i was having fun, but i told her it was a change of sceneery, and as a conservative republican i am not a fan of change, so i would have to warm up to it all, i was just people watching in the mean time... which brings to my next point...Lauren has been the only person in my experince to actual pin me as a republican just from a look, and maybe a conversation at work or two...it seems as if everyone else around me has this common misconception that i am some sort of crazed liberal...whatevs...
whatever, the night grew on and Lauren knew she needed to get some rest, she actually had to work in the morning..so round 4 her and i left, she was gonna give me a ride back to my place..so we walked to her car over by yogi's and she drove me in her little red cougar back to my place..and as i was giving hre the directions she started to freak out a bit..apparently she is always over where i live, he boyrfriend was staying with this guy named Nick, and Nick is the guy who drives that frickin' Scion Van that's always parked in front of the place..so we sat there and talked, being wierded out by how small of a world it really is...and now that i thought about it, i do remember seeing that little red cougar in front of my place, it only stood out because there are only three red cars that ever park out in front of my building, and they all have some sort of significance to me...
so we sat there talking and Lauren finally asks, "well, do you want me to park somewhere and come in?" so we did just that
Thursday, May 11, 2006
I woke up well before any of my alarms went off, but that didn't mean i wanted to actually get up out of bed..a thousand things to do, and yet here i lay...i did make it to work, at 1130 for a shift i picked up for Darrell...things weren't bad and i still made forty dollars, so no complaints really...
So on my break I went over to BDubs trying to have lunch yet again with Crystal..well as i got there she was already out of uniform but was having lunch with one of her designer friends, and so i joined them. The funny part about it all was as i walked into the restaurant "Somebody Told Me" was playing, and i thought to myself, "again really wow..." and at that moment while Cystal was in the back she heard the song and she had the thought of, "I wonder if Jason is coming or not.." and seconds later there i was..weird...
Lunch was good, i got to play the trivia game versus nobody, and I won! I didn't get a lunch discounted hookup, i missed it by a minute apparently, but Crystal still got me a drink and some wedges..we talked, it was good, and she was trying to get me to buy her car..I can see myself in a yellow convertible Mustang......
After lunch I spent the better part of an hour trying to find a store that sold Exotic Blend Camels...let me save you the trouble and say I only found one place, it was next to the OG, but they didn't have a very good selection, only three flavors to choose from, but apparently they are getting Mandarin Mint tomorrow, so it's all good...
Back at work I made a flyer about the party tonight...remember from the other night, Crazy Horse, phone droppage...yeah, that party...so everyone now thinks TJ is having as party at his place - I texted him to let him know, and from that point on ew had to lie to everyone who asked..and you know me, i could not keep a straight face, and i just laughed when Char was asking about it...amazing how retarded yet funny this will be...
but TJ is a horrible liar and people soon found out it wasn't at his place, but yet that there was a party still going on..the night turned to sucky when Fabian came up to me and trold me i was going to be doing a reverse follow..awesome, and i wanted to make money tonight..
So i followed around this douche rocket who sucks at life, or serving rather, that's all i know him as of yet...he's nervous, he's shaking, he's got tunnel vision, and he's not smart....there was a time at the bar he put a drink on his tray, tried and tried to lift it up, and as he got it to his shoulder i remember asking someone to follow me with a broom and a dustpan because i knew he was gonna drop the tray..and right after i barely got those words out he's walking away and the tray is leaning..and soon the glasses start to fall over and i run and and swipe the try from him and throw it onto my shouler pushing the glasses back upright...amazing.
i'm not gonna lie, the hosty
So on my break I went over to BDubs trying to have lunch yet again with Crystal..well as i got there she was already out of uniform but was having lunch with one of her designer friends, and so i joined them. The funny part about it all was as i walked into the restaurant "Somebody Told Me" was playing, and i thought to myself, "again really wow..." and at that moment while Cystal was in the back she heard the song and she had the thought of, "I wonder if Jason is coming or not.." and seconds later there i was..weird...
Lunch was good, i got to play the trivia game versus nobody, and I won! I didn't get a lunch discounted hookup, i missed it by a minute apparently, but Crystal still got me a drink and some wedges..we talked, it was good, and she was trying to get me to buy her car..I can see myself in a yellow convertible Mustang......
After lunch I spent the better part of an hour trying to find a store that sold Exotic Blend Camels...let me save you the trouble and say I only found one place, it was next to the OG, but they didn't have a very good selection, only three flavors to choose from, but apparently they are getting Mandarin Mint tomorrow, so it's all good...
Back at work I made a flyer about the party tonight...remember from the other night, Crazy Horse, phone droppage...yeah, that party...so everyone now thinks TJ is having as party at his place - I texted him to let him know, and from that point on ew had to lie to everyone who asked..and you know me, i could not keep a straight face, and i just laughed when Char was asking about it...amazing how retarded yet funny this will be...
but TJ is a horrible liar and people soon found out it wasn't at his place, but yet that there was a party still going on..the night turned to sucky when Fabian came up to me and trold me i was going to be doing a reverse follow..awesome, and i wanted to make money tonight..
So i followed around this douche rocket who sucks at life, or serving rather, that's all i know him as of yet...he's nervous, he's shaking, he's got tunnel vision, and he's not smart....there was a time at the bar he put a drink on his tray, tried and tried to lift it up, and as he got it to his shoulder i remember asking someone to follow me with a broom and a dustpan because i knew he was gonna drop the tray..and right after i barely got those words out he's walking away and the tray is leaning..and soon the glasses start to fall over and i run and and swipe the try from him and throw it onto my shouler pushing the glasses back upright...amazing.
i'm not gonna lie, the hosty
Wednesday, May 10, 2006
Work was a blast...wait, you can't detect sarcasm with this movable type here...but if you know me, then you would have picked up on that already, so F off and die (theme of the month now)..yeah, I worked with two certain somebody's who shall remain nameless..awkward yes, especially when you accidentally make eye contact with each other and then regret it for the rest of the day, wanting to rip your eyes out and step on them while pissing all over the walls...graphic much?
Anyways, the creepy part of the day was prior to work, i was on my way out to my car, shuffling through my keys as i left the apartment, and i stop dead in my tracks....my apartment key has found its way back on to my key ring...now i know what you are thinking, "Jason, a key is a key, and I've seen your key ring, you gots lots of keys, how you would ever notice if one was missing or put onto it" Vaild point, but if you have ever seen my apartment key you would not be making such statements, it stands out like a sore thumb, so when it's there, you notice it...whatever
so it made it's way on my ring, how it got there or when it got there i am not too concerned about, creepy, but whatever, what gets me is the fact that the party who had possession of the key is as much wanting to avoid me as i am avoiding everyone else...wow, can't face up to your own injustices so you have to hide yourself..who's the bad guy now???
Work eventually wrapped up and i made my way over to Buffalo Wild Wings in hopes of having Crystal serve me my lunch like we had planned on. As i walk into the place i see Crystal and she's happy to see me, but as i approach her i can tell she is getting ready to check out, so no lunch today, but we stand there and talk..then she gets the idea to take me in the back to have her help her with her sidework..i'm a glutton for punishment, especially when it comes to ladies...so with the manager's ok we went back there and made two ounce salsa dishes, a crap load of them...everyone who walked by had no idea what was going on, why was there a guy, in an olive garden uniform minus the nametag, in the back of the kitchen..yeah, since Crystal has been there since the store opened and they love her, she gets away with everything, including making her own schedule...
So after all that was finished i waited for her back up front, when she came back she had a flashy button for me and a togo box with wedges, boneles chicken, and a togo cup..it was amazing..i have such an intricate system with all these people i know...networks man,m that's what it is all about...i wonder if this is a profession.....
after work i went home and took a nap, when i awoke i found out they were having a Top Chef marathon and began watching that...shortly after
"We're just sitting around, drinking some ........."
Anyways, the creepy part of the day was prior to work, i was on my way out to my car, shuffling through my keys as i left the apartment, and i stop dead in my tracks....my apartment key has found its way back on to my key ring...now i know what you are thinking, "Jason, a key is a key, and I've seen your key ring, you gots lots of keys, how you would ever notice if one was missing or put onto it" Vaild point, but if you have ever seen my apartment key you would not be making such statements, it stands out like a sore thumb, so when it's there, you notice it...whatever
so it made it's way on my ring, how it got there or when it got there i am not too concerned about, creepy, but whatever, what gets me is the fact that the party who had possession of the key is as much wanting to avoid me as i am avoiding everyone else...wow, can't face up to your own injustices so you have to hide yourself..who's the bad guy now???
Work eventually wrapped up and i made my way over to Buffalo Wild Wings in hopes of having Crystal serve me my lunch like we had planned on. As i walk into the place i see Crystal and she's happy to see me, but as i approach her i can tell she is getting ready to check out, so no lunch today, but we stand there and talk..then she gets the idea to take me in the back to have her help her with her sidework..i'm a glutton for punishment, especially when it comes to ladies...so with the manager's ok we went back there and made two ounce salsa dishes, a crap load of them...everyone who walked by had no idea what was going on, why was there a guy, in an olive garden uniform minus the nametag, in the back of the kitchen..yeah, since Crystal has been there since the store opened and they love her, she gets away with everything, including making her own schedule...
So after all that was finished i waited for her back up front, when she came back she had a flashy button for me and a togo box with wedges, boneles chicken, and a togo cup..it was amazing..i have such an intricate system with all these people i know...networks man,m that's what it is all about...i wonder if this is a profession.....
after work i went home and took a nap, when i awoke i found out they were having a Top Chef marathon and began watching that...shortly after
"We're just sitting around, drinking some ........."
Monday, May 08, 2006
Not Going Out with a Bang....
..less it's a gun to my head...
So long story short, work sucked.
My day started off early, somewhere around the time my alarms went off, ten am for some reason. I eventually got up only because I remembered I left a body out in the living room, whether or not it would be there would be to my surprise. Andrea was still there, she was just waking up as well. I didn't have anything to say, and wasn't really expecting to see her in the morning, so she kinda through my day for a loop...so all I ended up doing was getting ready for work and heading out.
I only had two tables, and one of those was an eight top which was supposed to be just mine but Tara butted her way into it, as she did with my last eight top...she is really getting on my nerves about this, but whatever, one more week til everyone can peace out.
I was out the door by one and back home...just as I started to settle down I ended up passing out again. I would wake up randomly being startled at the fact I was sleeping and wondering what time it was, worrying if I was late for work somehow..well I eventually got up very reluctantly and made my way down third.
I arrived at the OG and the place was as dead as heaven on a Saturday night. I told the hosts that if by chance they ever sat me to find me in the alley to inform me of such an act because I would be dicking around in the back or cleaning or something, and that I would not be on the floor to check, ever. In part it was to keep myself occupied, there really wasn't anyone to talk to, and I didn't feel like standing around, so I cleaned and organized the alley, and then everyone thought I was expoing, amazing, but it was also just as much to avoid certain people. as I cleaned I threw out the line, "if you got time to lean, you got time to fuck off and die", which actually got Drapper to do a little work..every little bit helps...
so then it's quarter to six and the new Amy chick comes in asks who has 502 because they had been sitting there for a long time...I flip out, throw my broom across the alley and storm out to the host stand ready to get blood stains on my uniform. as I get up there they hand me my goal card, I didn't get a chance to curse anyone out, just grabbed the blue piece of freedom and turned around..went back into the alley where Amy was telling me she got their drink orders, I told her "good, cuz they are yours", as I held up my card. I checked out and peaced out.
I got back home and got ready for margaritas later, blogged, called people, whatevs - but I just find it funny that I am still having to break into my house because someone won't call me or return my house key..whatever. Then some bad news was relayed to me, and margaritas were postponed..which eventually turned out not to happen at all - which was probably for the better because later I was told by RockMyWorld that Tumbleweed ran out of the Margarita mix..how lame
Anyways, 10 rolled around and I drove the minute over to Bear's Place to meet up with Darrell and TJ...Darrel and I got in, for free mind you because we are rockstars, and ther place was packed - had no idea from the parking lot though...so as we made our way down to the front we noticed some shady business with purses on the tables in the front, our tables..then as I am staring at this business I feel a tug on my pant leg and I look to see frickin' Kelly Q. we start talking and then I ask her if she knows what the deal with the purses is, apparently it's her friends...and then she trys to claim that this is where they sit every week, because they come every week..bullshit. not once have I seen her, and I am sure it goes the other way around as well..but whatever, we snag three chairs in the corner by the stage and we are set..
as people start to pile in, the douche rocket guys come and try to steal the front row where the purses are..and one guy accidentaly knocks over a table with the girls drinks on it..then words were exchanged and it was madness....admist all that I noticed one of the girls yelling was RockMyWorldRachel, we spoke briefly, but it was nice to see her again..she is actually starting to work Monday nights again, so next week when I go in, she will serve me...
anyways, three comedians, mediocre comedy, the last guy being old school and doing one liners - the first guy new to the scene and was very nervous to get going..all in all it was a night. Afterwards Darrell went over to Yogi's to meet up with his friends while TJ and myself went back to my place...we sat around for a bit just watching TV, then as it always happens, the futon played it's magical roll and made us sleepy...so TJ went about his way home and I got ready for bed, made an hour long phone call and passed out..
"You got time to lean, you got time to fuck off and die"
..less it's a gun to my head...
So long story short, work sucked.
My day started off early, somewhere around the time my alarms went off, ten am for some reason. I eventually got up only because I remembered I left a body out in the living room, whether or not it would be there would be to my surprise. Andrea was still there, she was just waking up as well. I didn't have anything to say, and wasn't really expecting to see her in the morning, so she kinda through my day for a loop...so all I ended up doing was getting ready for work and heading out.
I only had two tables, and one of those was an eight top which was supposed to be just mine but Tara butted her way into it, as she did with my last eight top...she is really getting on my nerves about this, but whatever, one more week til everyone can peace out.
I was out the door by one and back home...just as I started to settle down I ended up passing out again. I would wake up randomly being startled at the fact I was sleeping and wondering what time it was, worrying if I was late for work somehow..well I eventually got up very reluctantly and made my way down third.
I arrived at the OG and the place was as dead as heaven on a Saturday night. I told the hosts that if by chance they ever sat me to find me in the alley to inform me of such an act because I would be dicking around in the back or cleaning or something, and that I would not be on the floor to check, ever. In part it was to keep myself occupied, there really wasn't anyone to talk to, and I didn't feel like standing around, so I cleaned and organized the alley, and then everyone thought I was expoing, amazing, but it was also just as much to avoid certain people. as I cleaned I threw out the line, "if you got time to lean, you got time to fuck off and die", which actually got Drapper to do a little work..every little bit helps...
so then it's quarter to six and the new Amy chick comes in asks who has 502 because they had been sitting there for a long time...I flip out, throw my broom across the alley and storm out to the host stand ready to get blood stains on my uniform. as I get up there they hand me my goal card, I didn't get a chance to curse anyone out, just grabbed the blue piece of freedom and turned around..went back into the alley where Amy was telling me she got their drink orders, I told her "good, cuz they are yours", as I held up my card. I checked out and peaced out.
I got back home and got ready for margaritas later, blogged, called people, whatevs - but I just find it funny that I am still having to break into my house because someone won't call me or return my house key..whatever. Then some bad news was relayed to me, and margaritas were postponed..which eventually turned out not to happen at all - which was probably for the better because later I was told by RockMyWorld that Tumbleweed ran out of the Margarita mix..how lame
Anyways, 10 rolled around and I drove the minute over to Bear's Place to meet up with Darrell and TJ...Darrel and I got in, for free mind you because we are rockstars, and ther place was packed - had no idea from the parking lot though...so as we made our way down to the front we noticed some shady business with purses on the tables in the front, our tables..then as I am staring at this business I feel a tug on my pant leg and I look to see frickin' Kelly Q. we start talking and then I ask her if she knows what the deal with the purses is, apparently it's her friends...and then she trys to claim that this is where they sit every week, because they come every week..bullshit. not once have I seen her, and I am sure it goes the other way around as well..but whatever, we snag three chairs in the corner by the stage and we are set..
as people start to pile in, the douche rocket guys come and try to steal the front row where the purses are..and one guy accidentaly knocks over a table with the girls drinks on it..then words were exchanged and it was madness....admist all that I noticed one of the girls yelling was RockMyWorldRachel, we spoke briefly, but it was nice to see her again..she is actually starting to work Monday nights again, so next week when I go in, she will serve me...
anyways, three comedians, mediocre comedy, the last guy being old school and doing one liners - the first guy new to the scene and was very nervous to get going..all in all it was a night. Afterwards Darrell went over to Yogi's to meet up with his friends while TJ and myself went back to my place...we sat around for a bit just watching TV, then as it always happens, the futon played it's magical roll and made us sleepy...so TJ went about his way home and I got ready for bed, made an hour long phone call and passed out..
"You got time to lean, you got time to fuck off and die"
Sunday, May 07, 2006
Last Days..
and tears at work..
An overly emotional day for a lot of reasons...
I don't know how I did it, but not only did I make it through the day, I was on time and nobody died. After getting only three hours of sleep from what became an even more fucked up night/morning I was back at it, working it OG style. I made a quick stop at Wal-Mart to pick up the pictures I dropped off before I left for Cedar Point and then jumped over to the Garden. I worked the morning shift in the bar with TJ, it was a good morning, we talked, everyone loved the pictures, I hated all my tables for tipping me 10%, but you know, it happens. Cuts were made and Cassidy and I went over to Subway to have lunch, which was different because I have never actually hung out with Cassidy, other than that one time she and her boyfriend came out to Comedy Caravan, back when people actually showed up..
After my hour break I went back to the OG and that's when all the confusion happened..so last week Amanda asked me if I could pick up her ToGo shift on Sunday night...well I was scheduled to work as a server all day..so she came up with some brilliant scheme that if she were to get my serving shift covered could I take her shift..so I said not a problem, as long as it gets approved by a manager..I mean technically I have never done togo before...so last night she calls me to tell me someone picked up the shift, ok....but the managers are really iffy on this whole thing and one person was going to allow it, the other said probably not..so they took Adam H off the floor and put him on Togo, therefore making him work straight through...I felt absolutely horrible for the whole thing but he said he wasn't mad at me...
so I picked up his section and that was fine, made better money in the night than in the morning, and my last last table knowing heather and our old manager Karl..I sold them two bottles of wine, to two drinking guests, amazing I know - the best part was they had a GSS..but the bad news to the night was a couple tables before the cool one I received my first ever complaint from a guest...
so as my story goes...I had a table of four, they were trashy people but whatever, not until they piss me off do they receive less than par service...so whatever, the food is up and Ian, em effing Ian runs out their food...Ian is one of two head culinary assistants, he's wanting to become a manager, has been to several openings and in fact he just came back from one, so his chefs jacket was full of pins...anyways, he runs out the food..they are talking to him about the pins, I get a pepper mill and come back...now the gentleman at the table is upset, he tells me his chicken alfredo looks like it does when he takes it him and microwaves it, it "has balls" (????) so I offer to get him some alfredo to freshen it up. he wasn't satisfied by that response, and just sat there with a dumb look on his face, then the other people at the table tell me he wants a fresh one, so I saw ok, and as I start to grab for it he makes his noise saying no, I'll just keep it, I know what happens, I'm not giving it to you, just get the alfredo....now I am in shock, but I comply cursing him out in the alley...
So I bring him the alfredo and things seem fine..I check back a few moments later and he pushes the dish at me telling me he is through with it, so I take it away telling him I will bring him a brand new one, he tells me he doesn't want one but I insist on it to make things better, then that's when he cops an attitude and gets loud saying he does not want another one and he wants that one taken off his bill..so I comply and walk away..and even though he has insulted me I make check backs on the table, but no eye contact towards the asshole, and I can tell something is awry in the air because every time I do check back they get shitty with me, and as I pull away from the table they start snickering...
so as I am boxing up their food I overhear them talking about how one of them went here for lunch and got everything comped, and the other got this for free because they weren't greeted fast enough and so forth..and I am standing there thinking, I am right here dumbasses, I will put this fork through your fucking eyes....
so I drop the check off, and do my standard routine, check back and the book hasn't been touched..I wait and wait, the book finally opens, but no money is inside, then after a bit there is, and when I check on them they tell me they are still talking, so I leave it...minutes pass and I am sat with a six top. So as I am going through with my greet and wine presentations I noticed the asshole get up and storm past me, all I can think is, oh, I bet they are ready to pay now...five minutes later I see randy got to the table and they get up and leave..so I go to the table to pick up whatever I can I notice the receipt, everything was comped...on a fifty dollar meal, the entire bill was now zip..not only that but they left me three dollars...
well I tried to get to randy to figure out what happened but he peaced out right after that, I was more outraged at the fact they complained than the tip, believe me...later I got together with matt who explained what the table told randy, and I was furious. in all my time serving I have never received a complaint from a table, if anything it's the exact opposite, people telling me how I've been the best server they have ever had....well, there was that one time my stalker emailed a ficticious and malicious complaint against me in my closing days at RR to get me fired before I moved to Bloomington, or the one time a group of on break employees sat behind a table I was serving and using unprofessional language, I got in trouble for that...but me personally...no..bullshit....
So as I am wrapping up my evening I notice April gathering her things, looking like she is getting ready to leave. so I approach her and tell her she can't leave without saying goodbye to me, where she replies with she wasn't leaving just yet, and that was not her intentions..so moments later we find each other in the alley and we begin to say our goodbyes, joking around saying how we'll never see each other again hoping the best for each other, yadda yadda yadda...so we embrace and I turn to walk away saying goodbye to which she comes back with, "have a nice life" - and I naturally start to agree, saying yeah you too, but mid-sentence the weight of that statement hits me..I stand there in utter shock and start to tear up..
now that phrase has been said to me before, but people would just say it, there was always a way of communication, whether be random visits, writing, or calling one another, simply having a cell phone number keeps a hope alive..but this was final, this was it, over and done with. and although we only knew each other for a month or so, not really hanging out or anything, not making an impact on each other's lives, knowing full well that this was it, I'll never see this person again, it is certain..that's what got to me, it's just as if she died.
So after work I went home to change and then made it on over to Upland to grab a drink with a small crew..nothing overly exciting happened, we just all sat around talking about shit that pisses us off, nothing out of the ordinary..and not only did I have a decent time at upland for once, I randomly found a beer I liked, Amber..go figure.
there was supposed to be stuff going on afterwards, but I had made plans with Andrea, she wanted to talk to me about the things that have been bothering her - and for the record I received so much shit for actually caring, or offering to lend an ear for someone...I'll be a martyr in every situation I suppose. so I got home, cooked a pizza and shortly after Andrea came over..she wanted me to put Who Framed Roger Rabbit in as she talked, so I complied....so told me everything and let me just say, intense...I would be in tears as well....I don't remember much, but somehow admist all that I passed out - I would laugh it was while she was talking to me - I did wake up later, somewhere around 4, a little disturbed by the fact I fell asleep not really remembering it, and that Andrea was asleep as well....but I stayed up to put things away, straighten up, and whatever else, I was wide awake..but somehow Andrea stayed asleep through all that and I covered her up on the futon and passed out.
"Have a nice life..."
and tears at work..
An overly emotional day for a lot of reasons...
I don't know how I did it, but not only did I make it through the day, I was on time and nobody died. After getting only three hours of sleep from what became an even more fucked up night/morning I was back at it, working it OG style. I made a quick stop at Wal-Mart to pick up the pictures I dropped off before I left for Cedar Point and then jumped over to the Garden. I worked the morning shift in the bar with TJ, it was a good morning, we talked, everyone loved the pictures, I hated all my tables for tipping me 10%, but you know, it happens. Cuts were made and Cassidy and I went over to Subway to have lunch, which was different because I have never actually hung out with Cassidy, other than that one time she and her boyfriend came out to Comedy Caravan, back when people actually showed up..
After my hour break I went back to the OG and that's when all the confusion happened..so last week Amanda asked me if I could pick up her ToGo shift on Sunday night...well I was scheduled to work as a server all day..so she came up with some brilliant scheme that if she were to get my serving shift covered could I take her shift..so I said not a problem, as long as it gets approved by a manager..I mean technically I have never done togo before...so last night she calls me to tell me someone picked up the shift, ok....but the managers are really iffy on this whole thing and one person was going to allow it, the other said probably not..so they took Adam H off the floor and put him on Togo, therefore making him work straight through...I felt absolutely horrible for the whole thing but he said he wasn't mad at me...
so I picked up his section and that was fine, made better money in the night than in the morning, and my last last table knowing heather and our old manager Karl..I sold them two bottles of wine, to two drinking guests, amazing I know - the best part was they had a GSS..but the bad news to the night was a couple tables before the cool one I received my first ever complaint from a guest...
so as my story goes...I had a table of four, they were trashy people but whatever, not until they piss me off do they receive less than par service...so whatever, the food is up and Ian, em effing Ian runs out their food...Ian is one of two head culinary assistants, he's wanting to become a manager, has been to several openings and in fact he just came back from one, so his chefs jacket was full of pins...anyways, he runs out the food..they are talking to him about the pins, I get a pepper mill and come back...now the gentleman at the table is upset, he tells me his chicken alfredo looks like it does when he takes it him and microwaves it, it "has balls" (????) so I offer to get him some alfredo to freshen it up. he wasn't satisfied by that response, and just sat there with a dumb look on his face, then the other people at the table tell me he wants a fresh one, so I saw ok, and as I start to grab for it he makes his noise saying no, I'll just keep it, I know what happens, I'm not giving it to you, just get the alfredo....now I am in shock, but I comply cursing him out in the alley...
So I bring him the alfredo and things seem fine..I check back a few moments later and he pushes the dish at me telling me he is through with it, so I take it away telling him I will bring him a brand new one, he tells me he doesn't want one but I insist on it to make things better, then that's when he cops an attitude and gets loud saying he does not want another one and he wants that one taken off his bill..so I comply and walk away..and even though he has insulted me I make check backs on the table, but no eye contact towards the asshole, and I can tell something is awry in the air because every time I do check back they get shitty with me, and as I pull away from the table they start snickering...
so as I am boxing up their food I overhear them talking about how one of them went here for lunch and got everything comped, and the other got this for free because they weren't greeted fast enough and so forth..and I am standing there thinking, I am right here dumbasses, I will put this fork through your fucking eyes....
so I drop the check off, and do my standard routine, check back and the book hasn't been touched..I wait and wait, the book finally opens, but no money is inside, then after a bit there is, and when I check on them they tell me they are still talking, so I leave it...minutes pass and I am sat with a six top. So as I am going through with my greet and wine presentations I noticed the asshole get up and storm past me, all I can think is, oh, I bet they are ready to pay now...five minutes later I see randy got to the table and they get up and leave..so I go to the table to pick up whatever I can I notice the receipt, everything was comped...on a fifty dollar meal, the entire bill was now zip..not only that but they left me three dollars...
well I tried to get to randy to figure out what happened but he peaced out right after that, I was more outraged at the fact they complained than the tip, believe me...later I got together with matt who explained what the table told randy, and I was furious. in all my time serving I have never received a complaint from a table, if anything it's the exact opposite, people telling me how I've been the best server they have ever had....well, there was that one time my stalker emailed a ficticious and malicious complaint against me in my closing days at RR to get me fired before I moved to Bloomington, or the one time a group of on break employees sat behind a table I was serving and using unprofessional language, I got in trouble for that...but me personally...no..bullshit....
So as I am wrapping up my evening I notice April gathering her things, looking like she is getting ready to leave. so I approach her and tell her she can't leave without saying goodbye to me, where she replies with she wasn't leaving just yet, and that was not her intentions..so moments later we find each other in the alley and we begin to say our goodbyes, joking around saying how we'll never see each other again hoping the best for each other, yadda yadda yadda...so we embrace and I turn to walk away saying goodbye to which she comes back with, "have a nice life" - and I naturally start to agree, saying yeah you too, but mid-sentence the weight of that statement hits me..I stand there in utter shock and start to tear up..
now that phrase has been said to me before, but people would just say it, there was always a way of communication, whether be random visits, writing, or calling one another, simply having a cell phone number keeps a hope alive..but this was final, this was it, over and done with. and although we only knew each other for a month or so, not really hanging out or anything, not making an impact on each other's lives, knowing full well that this was it, I'll never see this person again, it is certain..that's what got to me, it's just as if she died.
So after work I went home to change and then made it on over to Upland to grab a drink with a small crew..nothing overly exciting happened, we just all sat around talking about shit that pisses us off, nothing out of the ordinary..and not only did I have a decent time at upland for once, I randomly found a beer I liked, Amber..go figure.
there was supposed to be stuff going on afterwards, but I had made plans with Andrea, she wanted to talk to me about the things that have been bothering her - and for the record I received so much shit for actually caring, or offering to lend an ear for someone...I'll be a martyr in every situation I suppose. so I got home, cooked a pizza and shortly after Andrea came over..she wanted me to put Who Framed Roger Rabbit in as she talked, so I complied....so told me everything and let me just say, intense...I would be in tears as well....I don't remember much, but somehow admist all that I passed out - I would laugh it was while she was talking to me - I did wake up later, somewhere around 4, a little disturbed by the fact I fell asleep not really remembering it, and that Andrea was asleep as well....but I stayed up to put things away, straighten up, and whatever else, I was wide awake..but somehow Andrea stayed asleep through all that and I covered her up on the futon and passed out.
"Have a nice life..."
Monday, May 01, 2006
It's All About Timing...
..and the lasts...
So the day started off kinda annoying, I forgot what it was like to iht the snooze button several times, and on the fifth time there was a knock at the door. the maintenance guys showed up to fix the A/C or something, i don't know, all i remember was trying to shoo a bunny back into the bedroom. I ironed Mindy's shirts while she hopped in the shower, then i made my way home realizing i didn't have much time before work either.
work was lame, i had a bianco section, not that many tables but still walked out with 40 bucks..i tipped out the hosts because there was no busser and they were doing the dirty work. i started becoming more annoyed being there as the day went on..and then when i had to cancel my eye appointment for tonight i got really irrate. i never am scheduled to work monday nights, so when the doctor told me there was a spot available monday night i jumped on it, granted it cuts into margarita time but hey, it happens. Wel they next date they had for me was this thursday, but i'm out of town til sunday...and i don't kno my schedule for next week..and after that i am gone...
so i cursed Pearle Vision for giving me the wrong prescription, i cursed the olive garden for scheduling me on a monday night, and i cursed whomever else crossed my path.
so right after i cancelled the appointment i sent out a mass text to see if anyone wanted my tonight shift, i thought i would give it a shot, ease my anger at that moment - and low and behold only moments later i had Chase willing to pick it up...sso then i called to reschedule the cancelled appointment, and somehow it all worked out.
it was 2 when the splits were cut, and i was out shortly after seeings how i had no tables. Mindy decided to eat food at the Olive Garden and i became more annoyed with people. However she gave me her key to make sure she shut her bedroom door to keep the bunny in there while the maintenance men were working. so on my way home i made the stop, sure enough the door was closed...at times i think she does these little things just to create awkward situations..like me having her apartment key and knowing full well that i am going out tonight...
i got home, changed out of my OG clothes, got directions to the Social Security office and headed for it...well on my way i decided, while driving mind you, to take one last look as to where i think i placed my SS card..and sure enough within seconds i found it, now there was no need for the drive - and it was at that time i noticed a yellow convertible mustang flying past my left side. i took a look at the driver and who else could it be but Cystal K, the ex OG employee who works at Bdubs now and is having a graduation party we are all invited to. Well she was going the same way i was and at the stop sign she saw me in her rear view mirror and got all excited..as waved me to have me pull into the drive she was and i followed. he talked briefly, she told me she is coming into the OG tomorrow to give me a more personal invitiation and we left it at that.
so then it was back home..and everytime i tried to do something i ended up not going through with it, like there was something more important i hadn't done yet, it could wait, or just who knows.
..and the lasts...
So the day started off kinda annoying, I forgot what it was like to iht the snooze button several times, and on the fifth time there was a knock at the door. the maintenance guys showed up to fix the A/C or something, i don't know, all i remember was trying to shoo a bunny back into the bedroom. I ironed Mindy's shirts while she hopped in the shower, then i made my way home realizing i didn't have much time before work either.
work was lame, i had a bianco section, not that many tables but still walked out with 40 bucks..i tipped out the hosts because there was no busser and they were doing the dirty work. i started becoming more annoyed being there as the day went on..and then when i had to cancel my eye appointment for tonight i got really irrate. i never am scheduled to work monday nights, so when the doctor told me there was a spot available monday night i jumped on it, granted it cuts into margarita time but hey, it happens. Wel they next date they had for me was this thursday, but i'm out of town til sunday...and i don't kno my schedule for next week..and after that i am gone...
so i cursed Pearle Vision for giving me the wrong prescription, i cursed the olive garden for scheduling me on a monday night, and i cursed whomever else crossed my path.
so right after i cancelled the appointment i sent out a mass text to see if anyone wanted my tonight shift, i thought i would give it a shot, ease my anger at that moment - and low and behold only moments later i had Chase willing to pick it up...sso then i called to reschedule the cancelled appointment, and somehow it all worked out.
it was 2 when the splits were cut, and i was out shortly after seeings how i had no tables. Mindy decided to eat food at the Olive Garden and i became more annoyed with people. However she gave me her key to make sure she shut her bedroom door to keep the bunny in there while the maintenance men were working. so on my way home i made the stop, sure enough the door was closed...at times i think she does these little things just to create awkward situations..like me having her apartment key and knowing full well that i am going out tonight...
i got home, changed out of my OG clothes, got directions to the Social Security office and headed for it...well on my way i decided, while driving mind you, to take one last look as to where i think i placed my SS card..and sure enough within seconds i found it, now there was no need for the drive - and it was at that time i noticed a yellow convertible mustang flying past my left side. i took a look at the driver and who else could it be but Cystal K, the ex OG employee who works at Bdubs now and is having a graduation party we are all invited to. Well she was going the same way i was and at the stop sign she saw me in her rear view mirror and got all excited..as waved me to have me pull into the drive she was and i followed. he talked briefly, she told me she is coming into the OG tomorrow to give me a more personal invitiation and we left it at that.
so then it was back home..and everytime i tried to do something i ended up not going through with it, like there was something more important i hadn't done yet, it could wait, or just who knows.
Friday, April 28, 2006
OG Senior Bar Crawl...
Oh My Dad....
This will go down as one of the wildest bar crawls the OG has ever seen
I don't even know if i am at liberty to repeat most of the things that happened last night, let alone remember, but i will do my best, and if i am killed for publizing what happened, then call me a martyrer.
Let's start off with the boring - my day was pretty lame to say the least..i didn't wake up to go into work at Coaches, i figured out what the problem with that was - i should really try setting the alarm clock for the correct time - so whatever
Oh My Dad....
This will go down as one of the wildest bar crawls the OG has ever seen
I don't even know if i am at liberty to repeat most of the things that happened last night, let alone remember, but i will do my best, and if i am killed for publizing what happened, then call me a martyrer.
Let's start off with the boring - my day was pretty lame to say the least..i didn't wake up to go into work at Coaches, i figured out what the problem with that was - i should really try setting the alarm clock for the correct time - so whatever
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