Ah.. I'm in a good mood
I slept great. I took the last three sleeping pills I had, and they worked. So I was conked out from one in the morning until one in the afternoon. It was great. I don't even remember moving hardly all night. It always gives me bizarre dreams though, I don't know why.
The night before last, I dreamt about these cookies... So last night I had to make them, they are REALLY good. They're kind of like citrus sugar cookies with walnuts. They turned out awesome. I had four last night, and three this morning. They're small You have to eat bunches to make up for it. If ya want the recipe let me know, they're really easy to make and they don't have a shit ton of ingredients.
So... what else.
We should be moving in to the new house this weekend, hopefully. I can't wait to get OUT of this freaking neighborhood. This neighborhood I'm in now, is just crazy. I hear drive bys, gun shots every night, last night some guys were screaming at the top of their lungs at each other outside our door... It's just badness. The house is gonna be awesome. Four bedrooms, two bathrooms, huge living room, and even a fenced in back yard for the puppies. I can't wait!!!
Hold for coffee break... *imagine hold music, let's say Evanescence*
Ok I'm back with coffee. So yeah, I'm in a good mood. Have good coffee, now I have a job, have an incredible guy, awesome puppies, I just can't complain. Life is good
I hope everyone else's life can be today, as good as mine feels right now
I slept great. I took the last three sleeping pills I had, and they worked. So I was conked out from one in the morning until one in the afternoon. It was great. I don't even remember moving hardly all night. It always gives me bizarre dreams though, I don't know why.
The night before last, I dreamt about these cookies... So last night I had to make them, they are REALLY good. They're kind of like citrus sugar cookies with walnuts. They turned out awesome. I had four last night, and three this morning. They're small You have to eat bunches to make up for it. If ya want the recipe let me know, they're really easy to make and they don't have a shit ton of ingredients.
So... what else.
We should be moving in to the new house this weekend, hopefully. I can't wait to get OUT of this freaking neighborhood. This neighborhood I'm in now, is just crazy. I hear drive bys, gun shots every night, last night some guys were screaming at the top of their lungs at each other outside our door... It's just badness. The house is gonna be awesome. Four bedrooms, two bathrooms, huge living room, and even a fenced in back yard for the puppies. I can't wait!!!
Hold for coffee break... *imagine hold music, let's say Evanescence*
Ok I'm back with coffee. So yeah, I'm in a good mood. Have good coffee, now I have a job, have an incredible guy, awesome puppies, I just can't complain. Life is good
I hope everyone else's life can be today, as good as mine feels right now
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And OH! I was talking to my friend's brother and he tells me that my high school crush talks about me all the time. Basically he says "She loves you, man. For real. Talks about you all the time." So, that's enough to fuck my day up.
Evanescence rocks. I just never got around to buying their CD. I think its cause it's the one CD that all my friends own, so I was just always listening to their copy.
Anyway, you asked what I do. I manage a convenience store/gas station. I have a degree in graphic design. Can you see how the two relate? Yeah, I can't either. I took the job as a temp. position until I find something better, but now I think I may go back to school. If I do that, I may just start waiting tables. The woman who quit on me was my best worker, but she started letting it go to her head. She was really starting to piss me off. Besides, she had a racist streak which really pissed me off. I'm about the gayest, blackest straight white guy you'll ever meet. I take homophobic/racist comments personally. The word "faggot" will set me off. And this lady would occasionally let some "inappropriate" comment fly and it would piss me the hell off. But, damn, she was a hard worker.
Anyway, sorry for another long ass comment. I'm gonna go sleep this drunkeness off. Take care.
[Edited on Apr 10, 2005 1:47PM]
Edited to clean up my drunken bad grammar!
[Edited on Apr 10, 2005 1:49PM]
Anyways ... I *DO* crave the yummy Olive Garden. I REALLY need to find one close-ish. The Tortellini is delicious ... really - there isn't much there that I haven't liked. It's been so long since I've been there that I don't even remember what my normal favourite dish is. Bah ... today I came home to Little Caesers pizza, which I haven't had in YEARS for the same reason - none in Toronto. But my cousin had visited from the boonies and brought pizza. It was heaven in my mouth. So fucking yummy. *drools*
YAY .... I almost made you shoot coffee out your nose. I am so great ... I am so great ... everybody loves me I am so great.
Uh ... yeah ... anyways ... there has been a few times that I have spewed half chewed crackers at the screen when something has crossed my funny bone. Believe me ... cracker chunks are a bitch to clean. LOL
So I like your plan at getting back at Bitchy McBitchbitch. But I'd also add in a few kicks to the shin for good measure.
Oh - and don't worry ... I have no plans to take the name. I'm more than happy with what I have right now. Abadinfluence actually quite suits me in some cases.
So it's good to know that you have a boyfriend that cares about you and is trying to help you and also gives you freedom. Be really happy you have that - a lot of girls aren't so lucky. LOL - I sound like a chick more than a guy right now ... but being the guy that all girls seem comfortable to talk to, I hear a lot of complaints about boyfriends and such. What you have there is a rarity. LOL - and he apparently knows how to make the ocean move. LOL
You remind me a lot of one of my friends. She's been cheated on in every relationship she's been in and although the guy she is with now is perfect for her and would never do such a thing, she still worries about it. And hey ... I can totally understand. After it's happened over and over and over, what more can you expect but for it to happen again? Same for me really ... you can only be told your ugly so many times until it sticks.
"Right on. Now I know who to go complain to when I'm in a bad mood!!!! You just set yourself up"
Well ... sure ... I set myself up per se ... but as said above, I am the person everyone feels comfy talking to. Feel free to use me as a shoulder to cry on, an ear to yap to, a head to bounce things off. I believe that is what I was put here on Earth to do.
Oh - and I know all about what you are talking about in the way of scaring friends and such. I was so down and out of it that my friend that I did BT's with everday before school, during school and after school (BT's = bottle tokes of hash BTW) went to the head of guidance and warned them about how much I wanted to die. I was pulled out of class and sent to a Youth worker and was almost admitted to hospital and all.
Between that friend and a teacher, my life was saved. If it wasn't for them, I wouldn't be here. The worst part is though ... I've lost touch with the friend. Haven't seen her since highschool graduation. I am searching for her ... I want to say thank you to her ... tell her how much that one little thing she did meant to me and how much it has changed my life.
I really want to be able to catch up with her and thank her ... 'cause there is absolutely no way I can thank my teacher. She died my graduating year. If you ever feel bored on here, scroll back through my journals to the December 13th-ish and you can read all about her and how she changed my life.
YAY - you posted questions. Me likey questions.
What's your favorite color? Blue
What's your dream car? 1940 Chev painted maroon ... with a bucket seat and side running boards.
What's your favorite animal? Sea Otters. God damn are they cute. Followed closely by monkies, cats, african pygmy hedgehogs, rabbits and the drummer from the Muppets.
When a girl paints her nails, should her toenails match her fingernails? Nah ... I'm not picky. In fact, I am more for natural beauty. I enjoy the non made up look. But if she wishes to paint nails ... whatever, I've been known to do it myself on seldom occasion. Matchinig doesn't have to happen. Hell ... each finger doesn't even have to match as far as I'm concerned.
What do you think happens to you when you die? Oh boy ... my main topic of conversation when I am high - philosophy. Nice. Let me start off by saying that I don't believe in God or Satan, Heaven or Hell. I believe that I am my own higher power ... and you are your own higher power ... and Richard Simmons is his own demented higher power ... and therefore ... actually - therefore isn't the right word ... but anyways ... my belief is in reincarnation. Everyone in your life is there for a reason. Paths entertwine for a genuine good and every dark cloud has a silver lining. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger and what does kill you ... was meant to happen. Nothing could have stopped it. I sometimes battle myself over free will and pre-destination. I am currently trying to wrap my head around whether chess pieces will ask themselves why they "took" that rook instead of the pawn ... or why they didn't move to the left instead of in the path of the Queen. Sure ... they don't actually talk ... but you get my idea, yes? Is there someone just controlling me and putting me in these places? Is this world a game for some superior beings that we don't know about because we are so ignorant? Are there one dimensional (two, four, etc dimensional) beings around us that we either cannot see or choose not to see/believe in?
Blah ... yeah ... I'm high. Sorry. LOL
How much wood could a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood? 7.834 lbs per commercial break.
Wow - that was one long ass answer.
I shall have to check out your poetry at some point when I actually have time. I set aside an hour to write this to you before I went to bed and I am nearing that time. LOL This is a motherfucking long entry. I wouldn't be surprised if it literally takes up a whole page. Goddamn I ramble.
Anyways ... I believe we have figured out what my birthday gift is. LOL. Me likey cookies.
And moving ... yeah ... I moved in October. From the only house I ever remember living in (actually my second house, but I was only in the first one for the first six months of my life, so I don't count it). My old neighbourhood was a drab. It used to be nice, but it's gone way downhill. Kids causing shit and yelling and crap all down the street at all hours of the day, police all the time, two gangs in the vicinty and the fact that I was held up at gunpoint six times in two years ... yeah ... great area.
We moved ... get this ... six streets away ... and it is a completely different atmosphere. I have yet to see a police car on the street ... no little kids being asses ... no noise issues ... nothing. I see more wildlife than I do punk ass kids. It is great.
All I have to do is actually unpack. 65% of my stuff is still in boxes. LOL
Anyways ... sleep is awaiting me and I look forward to it. Have a good day/night/whenever the heck it is you are reading this.