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2002-04-20 - 11:28 p.m.
from happy go lucky to crappy go nowhere

WWJJD? what would joan jett do?

whassup little friend, why did waiters/waitresses want to change their title to "server"? doesn't that sound more demeaning than anything? worked for like four hours - nice. then went to "s" and "j"'s place. oh my god. never, i repeat, never go w/ a married couple to pick out ANYTHING. "a quick trip to the mall" turned into a mall + 4 other place extravaganza. sweet limpin' christ. i was in such good spirits when i got to their place. my, how things changed. it was partly my fault. i ate a pack of donnetes at about 10 a.m. it was now about 5-6, and i was starving. i was fungry (fucking hungry). i should have insisted we stop and eat, buuuuuuuttt, stupnagel that i am, i figured, just one more store, and then we'll eat. lack of food+shopping trip from hell=homicidal fantasies. of course, being the cool guy that i am, i didn't say a word. i was like freaking brittany murphy, "i'll never teeell". why do i do that to myself. put myself on the back burner, for like, EVERYONE? i'm the guy who can't have a good time unless i'm sure everyone else is having a good time. i'm a goddam freak. do you know how much easier my life would be if i was like most people, and just watched out for myself? i'm semi convinced that i'm gonna die of a heart attack at a young age because of stress. i'm serious. i told matt this one time, in bed, and do you know his response? "nah, with your build"?. i was like, hey asshole, i'm sharing here. so, he got serious, but gave me the stock advice. don't worry so much. hello, if it was that easy, then i wouldn't, you know? whatev- so, to get back to my day, i finally got to eat some pasta at this so-so place. i was in heaven. it was, (at the time) the best pasta i'd ever eaten. delirious hunger+mediocre food of any kind=angels weeping. i think they felt bad, because they paid for my dinner. i feel like a whiny little bitch just writing about it. it's funny isn't it? you can be soooo mad, but, i'm smiling thinking about how furious their married couple back and forth made me. oh well, extreme displeasure+time=something we can look back on, and laugh at. goodnight little friend.

-take it / leave it-

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