Grrr...ever wake up just in a pissy fucking mood? I guess that's that whole, "wrong side of the bed" saying...bleh.
I woke up and looked around and realized my house is a disaster. It seems entropy increases in my presence. And of course I have to work all day today so I can't clean it up. And I was gonna go out with some chicks from school for some drinks at Barleys (me and this one girl went twice for lunch this week), but if I don't get things in some sort of order I don't know if I will or not.
Tomorrow I may be starting my new job, and if I don't I may do some bouldering with Thrall if it's pretty. And then I have been invited to a girlie party Saturday night which I'm sure will be quite fun. I am not quite sure what to bring though...perhaps my spinach dip...
I've been having trouble out of one of my ASS managers lately. So, I've devoted myself to doing all I can to be difficult without getting written up for insubordination. Stupid work drama...I hate that crap. I think she's just mad at me because I told her gauged ears where trendy as hell (she has whatever the next size over 00 is) and we kind of got into it. And she doesn't like it that I hate most all the crap she plays on our stereo. Generic emo pop punk shit, blink 182, Finch, Yellowcard, Dashboard Confessional, Further Seems Forever, Coheed and Cambria, Saves The Day (I think I'm matching up the lame ass bands with the right names...sorry if I mistook a good one for the crap). *puke* I get pissed that she's younger than me (22 I think), less educated (I have an useless AA and around a 100 hours toward my BA) and yet she is over me. Then I realize I am not planning a career with HT...and I giggle. I do, however, plan to work there for as long as I can, because the discount is worth it. And its fun and I can wear my septum and dress like I want to.
I've been wanting to get a gun lately.
Why are guys with tattoo sleeves so damn sexy? *sigh*
Gauged ears and nautical star tattoos (something I also made fun of my manager for) are so fucking annoying. She thinks because they were used as compasses or whatever means that they are "deep" or some such shit. Please.
And Wednesday is mah birfday. I think next weekend is the weekend of festivities...My pre history prof scheduled an exam the day after my birthday....bleh.
I got a 19/20 on my paper on the Anasazi and a comment on my lovely title (Anasazi: The Other Other White Meat) and a 78 on my oral exam which I though I completely failed. Luckily I made a 94 on the first test and the test on premolars and molars will be averaged...so I can hopefully pull that up a bit.
I played with my camera a bit yesterday. Here I have a minolta 550 sr with a nifty zoom lens, a 3.2 megapixel sony cybershot camera and I never play with them hardly. Especially the minolta. It just sits in its camera box looking all expensive and shit. I think I paid 225 dollars for that lens and I don't know if I've even used it=lame.
I swear, if that manager starts shit with me today...a throat punching will be delivered.
And if anyone wants to buy me tickets for Bowie in Atlanta and/or for the Great High Mountain tour that kicks off here in Ktown on the 5 of May for my birthday...well, let's just say we might get to be *real* good pals.
Oh, and The Legendary Pink Dots are doing some U.S. tours if you are into that...check out pollstar.com.
I woke up and looked around and realized my house is a disaster. It seems entropy increases in my presence. And of course I have to work all day today so I can't clean it up. And I was gonna go out with some chicks from school for some drinks at Barleys (me and this one girl went twice for lunch this week), but if I don't get things in some sort of order I don't know if I will or not.
Tomorrow I may be starting my new job, and if I don't I may do some bouldering with Thrall if it's pretty. And then I have been invited to a girlie party Saturday night which I'm sure will be quite fun. I am not quite sure what to bring though...perhaps my spinach dip...
I've been having trouble out of one of my ASS managers lately. So, I've devoted myself to doing all I can to be difficult without getting written up for insubordination. Stupid work drama...I hate that crap. I think she's just mad at me because I told her gauged ears where trendy as hell (she has whatever the next size over 00 is) and we kind of got into it. And she doesn't like it that I hate most all the crap she plays on our stereo. Generic emo pop punk shit, blink 182, Finch, Yellowcard, Dashboard Confessional, Further Seems Forever, Coheed and Cambria, Saves The Day (I think I'm matching up the lame ass bands with the right names...sorry if I mistook a good one for the crap). *puke* I get pissed that she's younger than me (22 I think), less educated (I have an useless AA and around a 100 hours toward my BA) and yet she is over me. Then I realize I am not planning a career with HT...and I giggle. I do, however, plan to work there for as long as I can, because the discount is worth it. And its fun and I can wear my septum and dress like I want to.
I've been wanting to get a gun lately.
Why are guys with tattoo sleeves so damn sexy? *sigh*
Gauged ears and nautical star tattoos (something I also made fun of my manager for) are so fucking annoying. She thinks because they were used as compasses or whatever means that they are "deep" or some such shit. Please.
And Wednesday is mah birfday. I think next weekend is the weekend of festivities...My pre history prof scheduled an exam the day after my birthday....bleh.
I got a 19/20 on my paper on the Anasazi and a comment on my lovely title (Anasazi: The Other Other White Meat) and a 78 on my oral exam which I though I completely failed. Luckily I made a 94 on the first test and the test on premolars and molars will be averaged...so I can hopefully pull that up a bit.
I played with my camera a bit yesterday. Here I have a minolta 550 sr with a nifty zoom lens, a 3.2 megapixel sony cybershot camera and I never play with them hardly. Especially the minolta. It just sits in its camera box looking all expensive and shit. I think I paid 225 dollars for that lens and I don't know if I've even used it=lame.
I swear, if that manager starts shit with me today...a throat punching will be delivered.
And if anyone wants to buy me tickets for Bowie in Atlanta and/or for the Great High Mountain tour that kicks off here in Ktown on the 5 of May for my birthday...well, let's just say we might get to be *real* good pals.
Oh, and The Legendary Pink Dots are doing some U.S. tours if you are into that...check out pollstar.com.
wraith7000:
Oh the sexy sandles....only one of many..many...many hardcoregirl shoeies
nashpatrick:
*checks ticketmaster for prices*