Woo Hoo!!!!!!!!
Guess who got a raise today? Actually guess who got a raise 6 months early today? WOO-FUCKING-HOO!!!!!!!!!
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Just kidding.
Well I’ve not posted anything meaningful lately because __. I’ll just leave it at that. Alls I know is I’m going to have lunch with urbanemonkey today since she is at a conference in the area. Yay! More people should have lunch with me. It makes me happy.
Um. I have to return books to the downtown library. Who in the area would like a little company tonight? I don’t feel like driving home on the 110 @ 7pm.
Scary Pictures I’ve Unearthed
I found some pics of my 21st birthday. This was a couple of days after I had lots of speed. I had been out in the sun all day long. Well. It’s scary since I had long hair and was about 30 pounds heavier.
Holy Shit!
I had a completely unproductive weekend. Goddamn that felt good. Except for my impromptu SB visit yesterday, I did absolutely nothing! Wow.
In doing nothing, I also have not been reading up on everyone’s post. I’m starting to go through them now and wanting to comment, but nah. I’m too lazy.
One thing I’ve learned about myself in the past week: I’m one vain motherfucker. Discuss.
Ok. I just got back from an impromptu trip to SB. My aunt visits my cousin every week or so since my cousin is in a wheelchair and has special needs. But her van went poo-poo yesterday, so I found out that I was volunteered to drive her up there.
Which is all right by me. It gave me time to hang out with cyberpsycho and Melissa most of the night. I did see vanillaspice, skick and stacichikami briefly. For a SB trip it was very peaceful. Heheheh.
That’s it. I’m too tired to write right now. I have some updates here and there. I’ll do that tomorrow. Blah.
Schtuff
For some reason comments made to some of my posts last week arrived in my inbox today. *shrugs* I don’t know what up with that. And it looks like Soulseek is down. Hmph.
For those of you who can’t read the LA Times stories, just register. It’s free and painless. Plus they just won 5 Pulitzers. C’mon! It’s cheaper than buying the damn newspaper.
Edit: A great response to the last item can be found here.
Art Fag.
I went to Gallery C in Hermosa Beach to see Meg Cranston speak about her artwork which were not there. She started out making a pinata of herself which turned out to be a disaster. Eventually she settled on her head. It was quite interesting and entertaining. I happened to see Mike there. Or is it Matt? Help klikitak! It’s the guy who was at your show at the Smell the other weekend. My memory with names is bad as you can tell.
Tomorrow, I’m going to clean up shit loads of clutter that’s going on in my room. I’m trying to create more space within this confine. I’m thinking of getting rid of lots of things, so we’ll see how it works out. Wish me luck.
After over a decade, the person who murdered Mia Zapata (of the Gits) has been found guilty of first degree murder. It finally brings some closure to what was (and still is) a horrific event.
I’m thoroughly stuffed right now. I think I’ll crawl under my desk and take a nap.
Weird
Norman called me this morning. Actually he calls me just about everyday usually bitching about one thing or another. But today he wasn’t really bitching about anything. I guess since he finally moved out of his parents’ house he has that liberated feeling going for him.
Anyhow he said that I’m a very strange person all joking aside. He said I can be artistically inclined yet be analytical and business-minded and be completely together with life but really irrational. Basically I’m a huge enigma and that after being friends for 13 years he still doesn’t get me.
I guess I’m taking it as a compliment. I mean he’s saying that I’m interesting, right? Not in the mainstream?
I never do that in-depth analysis on myself. The farthest I go is trying to figure out why the hell I fucked something up. I don’t know what I’m trying to say now. Just weird. Pfft.
Grrrr!
I am ready to kick some ass this morning. One of the guys in the quality department told me I looked like I was in my early 30s. Of course I did the only rational thing: I started chasing him around with THE huge stick. Motherfucker! Now I think I’m going to have to go in for a chemical peel and some botox. Pfft.
Tomorrow I have no work. Most of our warehouse and production workers are Hispanic and do not come to work for Good Friday. So we get that day off instead of President’s Day. I have absolutely nothing to do, so I think I will just slum around and be a complete slacker for a day.