rocking a class-5 hangover this morning. too much shitty tap beer last night, plus i lost money at pool & probably acted like an idiot. two excedrin and i feel better. if i had weed to smoke i might approach feeling normal. physically. emotionally i feel like a smelly corn-studded turd.
my dad woke me up with a phone call. it was uncomfortable. i hate my relationship with my folks. he was just calling to see how i was doing. the call lasted 45 seconds. i was glad to put the phone down and resume my slumber.
six flags was a bitch last weekend. 3000 cheerleaders and their asshole parents crammed into a 1000 seat theatre. i made ryan do the bulk of the shooting, i just wasn't feeling it. i shot for a bit - after 15 minutes my legs felt as if i had been standing 15 hours. i have no motivation to continue at my job, i see the impending cheer season as an uphill battle, plus my pal/employee ryan is quitting and the big boss probably won't hire a replacement for him, meaning i have two people's work to do. and even more freelancer bullshit to deal with. my contract is up 1/1/04, but he's putting a new deal on the table for 2004 that probably means more $$, but even that can't make me enjoy it. i have no skills in anything else except "sandwich artistry" so if i did get another job, it's gonna be even shittier for less $$ so i'm 1200% fucked here in this one.
i'm growing a beard. never done it before. my face is a little itchy for now, but i just wanna see how it looks when it fills in. maybe i'll go zz top someday?
my dad woke me up with a phone call. it was uncomfortable. i hate my relationship with my folks. he was just calling to see how i was doing. the call lasted 45 seconds. i was glad to put the phone down and resume my slumber.
six flags was a bitch last weekend. 3000 cheerleaders and their asshole parents crammed into a 1000 seat theatre. i made ryan do the bulk of the shooting, i just wasn't feeling it. i shot for a bit - after 15 minutes my legs felt as if i had been standing 15 hours. i have no motivation to continue at my job, i see the impending cheer season as an uphill battle, plus my pal/employee ryan is quitting and the big boss probably won't hire a replacement for him, meaning i have two people's work to do. and even more freelancer bullshit to deal with. my contract is up 1/1/04, but he's putting a new deal on the table for 2004 that probably means more $$, but even that can't make me enjoy it. i have no skills in anything else except "sandwich artistry" so if i did get another job, it's gonna be even shittier for less $$ so i'm 1200% fucked here in this one.
i'm growing a beard. never done it before. my face is a little itchy for now, but i just wanna see how it looks when it fills in. maybe i'll go zz top someday?
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i'll itch your chin for you!