I'm a nerd. I've been known to play a game called Second Life. I do pics there (and DJ).
Hopefully I'll be getting a new tattoo soon. Been working my ass off for far too long with nothing to show for it, but if I get this new job, I'll be getting all the vacation time cashed out, since I wasn't able to take vacation time for nearly two years.
Going to get the famous MC Escher skull, but I am going to put a chef hat on top and have two chef knives crossed under it. I want to try and figure out a quote somewhere that says "Just sick enough to be totally confident".
In other news I moved to LA in May. I love it here so much, even though I live on skid row my apartment is pretty awesome.
Going to get the famous MC Escher skull, but I am going to put a chef hat on top and have two chef knives crossed under it. I want to try and figure out a quote somewhere that says "Just sick enough to be totally confident".
In other news I moved to LA in May. I love it here so much, even though I live on skid row my apartment is pretty awesome.
No updates for a while. Work is killer. I've been promoted and now run my department. Fuckin-A right? It's a ludicrous amount of work. Most of my employees are my friends which makes things even more difficult when they fuck up or want to call in sick to party. It's mostly lame. But, I have one boss who pretty much leaves me alone which is nice.
SO how are you?!
This is me and my hair that is in full retreat from my forehead, almost time to bic it.
SO how are you?!
This is me and my hair that is in full retreat from my forehead, almost time to bic it. I cut my thumb at work tonight. 5 stitches and four hours later I'm home!! I'm not allowed to work for the next two days, which is pretty fucked up cause there is no one able to cover for me except maybe the dishwasher. Also which I consider to me worse, with this ridiculous bandage I can't play my 360 properly. fail. Pics to come soon
The 10 facts about me game:
1. I am afraid of the dark. Not the normal dark, like a house. I mean absolute dark, like being in the forest
2. I love all movies. Good ones and bad ones. I am very very fond of sci-fi, comic, fantasy, and God help me romantic sentimental movies of any kind.
3. I'm an artist, though I'm not terribly creative. I used to play a few instruments, I paint, and now obviously I live in the crazy world of food.
4. I want a viking funeral when I die. Look it up.
5. I rarely eat meals anymore. I eat snacks most of the time, I eat standing up quite a bit. The last meal I ate was in Pasadena and with some of my best friends, That was 2 weeks ago
6. I always look sleepy or stoned. I'm not sure why.
7. I think I'm in love with Kate Winslet. Is that weird?
8. I love ancient history.
9. I still own my two favorite childhood books. The Pokey Little Puppy, and Three Little Pigs. I am looking at them right now.
10. I wish I lived in the old west.
1. I am afraid of the dark. Not the normal dark, like a house. I mean absolute dark, like being in the forest
2. I love all movies. Good ones and bad ones. I am very very fond of sci-fi, comic, fantasy, and God help me romantic sentimental movies of any kind.
3. I'm an artist, though I'm not terribly creative. I used to play a few instruments, I paint, and now obviously I live in the crazy world of food.
4. I want a viking funeral when I die. Look it up.
5. I rarely eat meals anymore. I eat snacks most of the time, I eat standing up quite a bit. The last meal I ate was in Pasadena and with some of my best friends, That was 2 weeks ago
6. I always look sleepy or stoned. I'm not sure why.
7. I think I'm in love with Kate Winslet. Is that weird?
8. I love ancient history.
9. I still own my two favorite childhood books. The Pokey Little Puppy, and Three Little Pigs. I am looking at them right now.
10. I wish I lived in the old west.
You know the one good thing about living in the desert is it does give good sky. It's one of a couple of good things. Since I've moved up here I spend more time playing video games, drinking, and generally avoiding the fact that I live up here than accepting it and trying to have a little fun. This week is terribly slow at work so maybe I'll go out and figure out what the hell there is to do here other than meth and babies. Anyway sky pics go!
Bitch fest time again.
Corporate fucking America is sucking my soul clean. I took the job for two reasons 1) My friend needed me, and 2) I needed the money and resume pad. Since I started, I've dealt with so much needless bullshit that has zero to do with my job. These money grubbing fuckers won't buy me a blender that I would actually use daily for making sauces and dressings but they felt the need to buy me containers to hold latex gloves and spray bottles. I don't need that shit, I need my night time guy to have a blender handy so he can stop crushing tomatoes BY HAND so he can make a decent tomato sauce, and might I add to make 5 gallons of tomato sauce he needs to use 4 pans because they refuse to buy us a stock pot. My boss is more concerned that oil and sour cream and canned and dry goods have labels on them to tell us when they go bad rather than making sure that the food we produce tastes good. Luckily I actually care that food isn't shit when it comes out and make sure when she sells clients salmon will dill sauce, that it's actually a burre blanc flavored with dill not just a dill punch in the face. Fuck you major Hotel chain, fuck you, and thanks for the cash
Corporate fucking America is sucking my soul clean. I took the job for two reasons 1) My friend needed me, and 2) I needed the money and resume pad. Since I started, I've dealt with so much needless bullshit that has zero to do with my job. These money grubbing fuckers won't buy me a blender that I would actually use daily for making sauces and dressings but they felt the need to buy me containers to hold latex gloves and spray bottles. I don't need that shit, I need my night time guy to have a blender handy so he can stop crushing tomatoes BY HAND so he can make a decent tomato sauce, and might I add to make 5 gallons of tomato sauce he needs to use 4 pans because they refuse to buy us a stock pot. My boss is more concerned that oil and sour cream and canned and dry goods have labels on them to tell us when they go bad rather than making sure that the food we produce tastes good. Luckily I actually care that food isn't shit when it comes out and make sure when she sells clients salmon will dill sauce, that it's actually a burre blanc flavored with dill not just a dill punch in the face. Fuck you major Hotel chain, fuck you, and thanks for the cash
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