okay, didn't post last night, got too distracted...cleaning my house? and then watched the drew carey show, i have a soft spot for big, chubby guys! even the nerdy ones.
anyways, so i start my new job tomorrow, i'm pretty nervous, part of me really doesn't want to do this and i have no idea what this is going to be like. the job was given to me...asst. manager of a salon... but i want to go back to my own salon with my old clientele and a few people that i used to work with that are still there... eeeks, i could pee my pants right now! oh well it's all for the greater good that = more money, benefits and well more money!
plus you feel like a rock star when you get a rad clientele! i will still be working at the music store, but just on sudays and friday nights, just to make some money and get more cd's, by the way, the new SLIPKNOT is really good, a few songs i haven't really got into, but overall i am very very impressed!
i have decided to stop drinking vodka, for the next 6 months i will drink whiskey... and beer because i couldn't possibly live without it! so drinking, yes, last thursday i had the pleasure of getting some free tickets to go to a show, that show just ahppened to be THE DISTILLERS!!! now i love the distillers, the new album is still growing on me, but their old stuff fucking rocks! now i took my best friend Terra Ramone, we got drunk before entering the show because beer is like $5, fuckers!, so it made the fact that i had screaming little infants in their formulated little outfits to make them look hardcore and coloured hair gel to make them ?punk?...whatever, so we got drunk, Ter and i swayed under the hypnotic call of the Brody Dalle, and she looked so fucking hot! i really really think she is beautiful, and in person she is the sweetest thing.... anyways instead of staying for encore, we decided to go outside and drink more, so we went back to my car and got some beer and vodka and went for a little walk, when we got around the block there were swarms of twelveteen year olds wearing distillers shirts and parents who were waiting patiently to go home surrounding the tour bus... so Ter and i sat down and noticed a shadey character lurking off to the side..NO ONE NOTICED HIM!!!.. it was Tony Bradley, the guitar player from the distillers, these little shits just saw him on stage and didn't even recognize him, it was fucked up! anyways we flashed a vodka bottle at him and he came over and started talking to us...and then he remember who i was...i was floored...he knew the last place i had met him and everything! wicked! so after awhile of having Ter's drunken verbal affection thrown at him and my questions of music and inspiration another shadey character appeared it was Ryan Sinn, he was leaning up against the bus, right beside the swarm of kids getting ready for Brody to emerge from the bus, these little fuckers didn't even say anything to him...what the fuck! and he was wearing the softest velvet blazer, honestly if you ever get a chance to talk to this man do so! he is a really rad guy...anyways he remebereed who i was right away, my name, where we met, our conversation aboot living dead dolls...all sorts of little things, we talked for a looooooong time, tony retired shortly after, ...we caught a little time with andy...he was avoiding the area in general, and then just as the last few little infants left the bus area Brody herself sauntered over to say hey! Ter was all over her like a fat kid on a jube-jube, not all over her in a physical sense, she just talks alot! anyways she recognized me, and we all had some really great conversation, it was a really really good night! so after a while we left, but not before getting a sweet little hug from the Dalle herself but the bestest hug ever from Ryan, i really really love that guy! he rocks my socks off! so yeah that's my distillers story!
anyways other stories include getting drunk, jumping out of trees, getting thrown into bushes, putting rotting food and used kitty litter on porches and all that fun stuff, but i want to got back to bed and curl up and nap! could you all please, please PLEASE go here
and tell him to move already!
hehehehe
i hope you all have a wicked day!
later masturbaters!
Luv Sinn
* i love you baby* kisses* 
**EDIT**...hey guys if you don't know aboot this check it out...so fucking funny, and if you like that you might enjoy a little of this!
now i am going to finish cleaning, colour my hair soak in the tub get all squeaky clean and smelly fresh give myself a manicure, make some super cheezy popcorn and watch the nightmare before christmas!
later tater tots.
*kisses* but no tongue, i'm a proper lady!
anyways, so i start my new job tomorrow, i'm pretty nervous, part of me really doesn't want to do this and i have no idea what this is going to be like. the job was given to me...asst. manager of a salon... but i want to go back to my own salon with my old clientele and a few people that i used to work with that are still there... eeeks, i could pee my pants right now! oh well it's all for the greater good that = more money, benefits and well more money!
plus you feel like a rock star when you get a rad clientele! i will still be working at the music store, but just on sudays and friday nights, just to make some money and get more cd's, by the way, the new SLIPKNOT is really good, a few songs i haven't really got into, but overall i am very very impressed!
i have decided to stop drinking vodka, for the next 6 months i will drink whiskey... and beer because i couldn't possibly live without it! so drinking, yes, last thursday i had the pleasure of getting some free tickets to go to a show, that show just ahppened to be THE DISTILLERS!!! now i love the distillers, the new album is still growing on me, but their old stuff fucking rocks! now i took my best friend Terra Ramone, we got drunk before entering the show because beer is like $5, fuckers!, so it made the fact that i had screaming little infants in their formulated little outfits to make them look hardcore and coloured hair gel to make them ?punk?...whatever, so we got drunk, Ter and i swayed under the hypnotic call of the Brody Dalle, and she looked so fucking hot! i really really think she is beautiful, and in person she is the sweetest thing.... anyways instead of staying for encore, we decided to go outside and drink more, so we went back to my car and got some beer and vodka and went for a little walk, when we got around the block there were swarms of twelveteen year olds wearing distillers shirts and parents who were waiting patiently to go home surrounding the tour bus... so Ter and i sat down and noticed a shadey character lurking off to the side..NO ONE NOTICED HIM!!!.. it was Tony Bradley, the guitar player from the distillers, these little shits just saw him on stage and didn't even recognize him, it was fucked up! anyways we flashed a vodka bottle at him and he came over and started talking to us...and then he remember who i was...i was floored...he knew the last place i had met him and everything! wicked! so after awhile of having Ter's drunken verbal affection thrown at him and my questions of music and inspiration another shadey character appeared it was Ryan Sinn, he was leaning up against the bus, right beside the swarm of kids getting ready for Brody to emerge from the bus, these little fuckers didn't even say anything to him...what the fuck! and he was wearing the softest velvet blazer, honestly if you ever get a chance to talk to this man do so! he is a really rad guy...anyways he remebereed who i was right away, my name, where we met, our conversation aboot living dead dolls...all sorts of little things, we talked for a looooooong time, tony retired shortly after, ...we caught a little time with andy...he was avoiding the area in general, and then just as the last few little infants left the bus area Brody herself sauntered over to say hey! Ter was all over her like a fat kid on a jube-jube, not all over her in a physical sense, she just talks alot! anyways she recognized me, and we all had some really great conversation, it was a really really good night! so after a while we left, but not before getting a sweet little hug from the Dalle herself but the bestest hug ever from Ryan, i really really love that guy! he rocks my socks off! so yeah that's my distillers story!
anyways other stories include getting drunk, jumping out of trees, getting thrown into bushes, putting rotting food and used kitty litter on porches and all that fun stuff, but i want to got back to bed and curl up and nap! could you all please, please PLEASE go here
and tell him to move already!
hehehehe
i hope you all have a wicked day!
later masturbaters!
Luv Sinn
* i love you baby* kisses*
**EDIT**...hey guys if you don't know aboot this check it out...so fucking funny, and if you like that you might enjoy a little of this!
now i am going to finish cleaning, colour my hair soak in the tub get all squeaky clean and smelly fresh give myself a manicure, make some super cheezy popcorn and watch the nightmare before christmas!
later tater tots.
*kisses* but no tongue, i'm a proper lady!
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we're recording at mushroom studios.
[Edited on May 30, 2004 7:08PM]