7.07.2005
blurb: "and when the tide dies down, i'll be covered in seaweed."
random huh.
hmm.
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listening to: eve 6
reading: wired magz stashed in my broham-in-law's office
mood: sore all over, and it's not because of that :P it's because i be an athlete, moron
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there isn't a lot that's new. today's thursday and i'm off of work, like i was tuesday and wednesday. i get tuesday off again next week, ha, 'cuz i worked a double for aritha this past saturday. now i have to work a double tho, for kevin on saturday night - just trays tho, so i'm happy, i'll be able to get off at 6:30pm. yay-yer. like that's any better? an hour difference sure as fuck is. trust me.
i dunno if jet still wants me to create a logo for him. he has commented many a time that my work is "dark, [emo?], goth..." uh, okay. obviously he hasn't seen dark, emo, goth work just yet, 'cuz my ish is strawberry dumpling compared to some wrist-cutting action of some people. i just like dark colors - sometimes. they sometimes convey a deeper meaning to things that i couldn't pass with lighter, "easter" colors.
saw war of the worlds over the weekend with my sister mel and torin. it was pretty good, i was so surprised. tom cruise went down on the charts but hey, the movie was pretty interesting. the ending kinda sucked ass, could've been better, but most endings could always be better. you just can't win 'em all ;) i saw the big lebowski and rush hour 2 at tor's pad yesterday - i haven't watched that many movies in one day in so long - i can't believe it didn't feel like it was that much. huh. i could probably list a couple reasons why :) o well...
i think shan would be proud to know that i am trying to spread the masseuse love everywhere i am :) back rubs are the shit, but they take a lot out of me, that's why my arms are so sore...but that's what drugs are for. jeesuz. last night after gettin dropped off by tor, my stomach hurt so bad, i don't know what the fuck was wrong with it [i don't think it was torin's cooking of the pasta that did me in - i think i inhaled the food too fast after not eating in a while that day] and so my broham-in-law nursed me back to life with some pepto bismol shit which tastes like backwashed toothpaste water - GROSS. goddamn, but i drank it anyway. and i felt loads better afterwards. i just wonder what made my stomach feel like it got yanked out, driven over then put back in again. hm.
no word yet on this one woman i saw got ran over on beaverton-hillsdale on the 4th...man i'll forever remember how her body smashed against the windshield, hit the ground and rolled a couple yards and she was still twitching, looking up at the sky with these clear blue eyes of hers...that's how close i was, driving home from raleigh hills/work. i stopped at a red light and had to sit there and couldn't take my eyes away from it. yikes.
anywho i'll hit this up later. i feel ... i dunno, like i want some popcorn or something. huh.
;it's something sophiscated.
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