Eddie Izzard is all sold out . In Philly and DC. The dude at the box office said to keep trying as it gets closer to the event and maybe they'd release some more.
Have to take care of the house for showings and all that shit again. Shouldn't be so bad...no show to do this weekend . (I weaseled my way out of it ) thank god, though, I needed a break, bad). Rebecca wants me to call her at work at 1:30 tomorrow because some creepy forty year old dude wants to take her to lunch and she needs a reason not to go. I hope when I'm old I'm not sick enough to hit on women who are like twenty years younger than I am .
I got into into George Washington University. Everyone keeps telling me what a good school it is and how proud I should be of my self, blah, blah,blah...I don't even know how I pulled that one, to be honest...I still can't believe I got in . Talked to the counscler lady today on the phone, but my registration check hasn't cleared yet, so I can't register on line...I was discombobulated during the phone oppointment, too...how is it that I always end making myself look like an irresponsible fuck up around guidence counsceler types?
Pirates of the Carrabien came out the other day (I just wanted a reason to use that emoticon) When I was like three, my parents took me to DisneyLand, and as soon as I saw the Pirates ride I threw a hissy fit and insisted that I just HAD to go on it. I liked the ride until it came to that part with singing jolly rogder and all the skeletons, then I hit the bottom of the boat and wouldn't come up for the rest of the ride. You know how you have like three or four images from when you were little that just burned themselves into your concsious memory and you can recall them perfectly clearly, anytime you want, even years later as an adult. Well, thats one of mine...that singing skull I mean . Just scared the living crap out of me...
Have to take care of the house for showings and all that shit again. Shouldn't be so bad...no show to do this weekend . (I weaseled my way out of it ) thank god, though, I needed a break, bad). Rebecca wants me to call her at work at 1:30 tomorrow because some creepy forty year old dude wants to take her to lunch and she needs a reason not to go. I hope when I'm old I'm not sick enough to hit on women who are like twenty years younger than I am .
I got into into George Washington University. Everyone keeps telling me what a good school it is and how proud I should be of my self, blah, blah,blah...I don't even know how I pulled that one, to be honest...I still can't believe I got in . Talked to the counscler lady today on the phone, but my registration check hasn't cleared yet, so I can't register on line...I was discombobulated during the phone oppointment, too...how is it that I always end making myself look like an irresponsible fuck up around guidence counsceler types?
Pirates of the Carrabien came out the other day (I just wanted a reason to use that emoticon) When I was like three, my parents took me to DisneyLand, and as soon as I saw the Pirates ride I threw a hissy fit and insisted that I just HAD to go on it. I liked the ride until it came to that part with singing jolly rogder and all the skeletons, then I hit the bottom of the boat and wouldn't come up for the rest of the ride. You know how you have like three or four images from when you were little that just burned themselves into your concsious memory and you can recall them perfectly clearly, anytime you want, even years later as an adult. Well, thats one of mine...that singing skull I mean . Just scared the living crap out of me...
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And I wasn't really saying you were punk, I was just using that as an example. Sorry if I'm coming off argumentative. It isn't that I disagree with your post (at least the parts I can understand) I just wonder why it would bother you so much?
George Washington, huh? Congratulations!
*Definitely jealous*