ok so last night was pretty hi-larious. went to chop suey to see the new mexicans play with the rye coalition. they were great. some of my friennds kept running out to the van to do keys. this is because he has been previously kicked out of this same club for doing lines in the bathroom. anyways, on his way back into the club he finds a small "baggy of rocks" next to the dumpsters of all places. now, smoking crack is pretty rediculious in the first place - but smoking crack you find on the ground out side a rock club, well its just so silly. so we did. then we took some fortys that were in the walk in and went to the party that was happening above graceland. it was a birthday party and the birthday boy kept insisting we do tequilla shots with him. needless to say i didnt smell very good today, but i blame that on eating at McDonalds.

ok so i think watching the sopranos so much has started to effect my dreams

last night i had a nightmare. well sorta, i call it a nightmare cuz it was a dream wich caused me anxiety and a generally unrestful sleep.

it was one of those dreams within a dreams type sceanerios. In my dream, i was worried because i couldnt analyze the symbolism of this other interior dream.

i dont remember witnessing the interior dream but the symbolism wich was so elusive was whole cloves of roasted garlic.

why this was so troubling, i have no idea. but i woke up really upset

ok so tonight just as we were locking up a girl walkes into my bar. she is crying saying her boyfriend and all her friends ditched her. she explains she is not from seattle and she is lost. her boyfriend has her car keys and her id. she seems really scared and asks if she could use the phone. i say of course she could. she spends about a half an hour calling all the phone numbers she can remember - getting no response. i ask her where and how she got seperated from her friends. She says she doesnt remember the name of the club they were at, but her id was expired so the door guy wouldnt let her in. her friends didnt bother to wait to see if she got in or not so she stood around outside the club for awhile talking to the bouncers. Then her boyfriend came out looking for her but when he saw her "talking to another guy" he got mad at her and went back in. (some how he got her wallet when he went back in) now the club is closed and she has no idea where they are or where she parked. so i ask her how i can help. she doesnt know. so i say she could hang around the bar as i closed down, maybe her friends are looking for her and they would wander by. as i close the bar she stops crying, but i can sence that she is still very worried. my boss tries to assure her that she is safe and we will do what ever it is that we can to see that there is some resolution to at least the her immediate situation. I can see that she is becoming distrusting of me as my boss leaves and i start turning off lights. (i cant blame her she had no idea who i am) i could find no way to reassure her. it seemed if i were to try and address her distrust of me it would only make things more awkward. so i went about my business of counting out the tills and cleaning up. she was scared. scared she was ditched by her friends, scared she was lost in a city she didnt know, and scared of me
when i finished, i asked her how she wanted to handle the situation. she said she had no idea. i proposed first we look around the area for her friends who were most likly going to be looking for her. if we couldnt find them then we would look for her car. if that didnt work i would give her a ride home(she lived in everett). we walked around pioneer square for a while all sorts of drunk frat types were milling about making the comments that i have become used to and even expect. she talked about her boyfrind nerviously. going back and forth from being mad at him to being scared of him.. i mostly just let her talk cuz it seemed to make her feel better. we couldnt find her friends so we started looking for her car. All she could tell me was she parked "under the viaduct". i started to feel alittle uncomfortable as we wandered around the dark looking for her car. i started to feel bad because she was getting really nervoius. i couldnt blame her. finally i think she just got overwhelmed and she said i didnt have to keep looking with her. i made one attempt to say i would stay and help her but i didnt want to make her any more uncomfortable. i left her and walked back up to my car and drove home. im sure she can take care of her self, but i feel like crap. i hope she found her friends and her car and got home safely.

ok so today has been a totally lazy day. i stayed up all last night (as usual) watching the Sapranos. its true im really hooked on that show. im sorta glad i dont have HBO because it is so much more satisfiying to watch three or four episodes back to back. My house mates and i started renting them about two weeks ago and i just finished season two this morning. so i went to bed around six thirty this morning, and i slept till about three thirdy this afternoon. i got up and put on my pajamas and have been eating or watching tv till now. its now ten till eight bar time. i have to be at work at nine. now this is probably pretty boreing to read about but its pretty nice to experience. im guessing tonight is gonna be real slow at work.

so i spent most of last night and a little while today trying to convince my girlfriend she should to the the sgseattle bowlorama of death tonight. she says she wont because she cant find anybody to go with her.

well lets see, dont really know what to say on these here on line journals. my girlfriend says it is a sort of socialization. she goes on line and reads peoples journal while at work. i have to admit i havent really spent too much time using the jounal portion of this site. i do however find the concept sort of intriguing. my girlfrind says im wasting my time writing this cuz "if i dont have anyting to say, than i shouldnt say anyting." i dont really expect many people will be reading this, so it doesnt matter anyway. although we just found out that some of the seattle sgmembers are people we already know and are frinds with. small would huh. i think the journal feature is more aimed at members being able to read the models entrys and not the so much emphasis on what the actual members are putting in their journals. i mean really is there anyone out there reading this.

well lets see. my girlfriend and i drove down to portland the other day because it was our day off and her "favorite band in the world" - the epoxies - were playing. We didn't know much of anything about the Suicide Girls or the web site. We got to Dante's and found ourselves in what proved to be a pretty kickn' anniversary celebration. being the "shy and introverted" types that we are, (read: cautious old and jaded) it took several jack and red bulls (my personal drink of choice called the avel when given a splash of cranberry) befor i worked up enough nerve to speak to someone about the site. Beings that we have both logged in several years working in "the adult entertainment industry", (read: cautious old and jaded, again) we were very courious to find out what we had stumbled into. Drunkenly, i got the answers i was looking for, from a very gracious and polite Veronica.