| DAMNIT !!! |
[Apr. 15th, 2009|02:33 pm] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | HOme | ] |
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| |  angry | ] |
They made me wait for almost a week and after no less than 3 "we'll call you by(s) ..." and even after a nice friendly conversation with the hiring manager yesterday ... I got a "we're not gonna hire you" EMAIL ... A Fucking EMAIL !!!!
IT WAS VERY DIFFICULT FOR ME NOT HIT THE REPLY BOTTON AFTER I TYPED, "!!!! FUCK YOU BITCHES !!!!" I SWEAR I ALMOST DID IT!
My finger just hovered there over the return key for like a minute.
... I am better than that.
How lame and unprofessional to not even have the common courtesy to tell me to piss off by telephone when she had me on the bloody telephone ... They may as well just sent me a sodding text.
!!!!!!!!!!!!! LAAAAAAAAAME !!!!!!!!!!!
Eeect, I wouldn't feel write charging someone $200 for a haircut anyhow. Even obnoxious rich people. I don't think that place much suited me or my style, I just thought I might go for the big bucks.
Whatever ...
I have vented ... I feel better now
I'm gonna throw back some vodka and lay down some new phat beats tonight and pretend it never even happened
What was I taking about
Hey Kristina ! (?) ! :P what up ?? |
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[Feb. 11th, 2009|02:36 pm] |
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| |  geeky | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Cosmopolitan-Nine Black Alps-Everything Is | ] |
Bohemian (boho—informal) is defined in The American College Dictionary as “a person with artistic or intellectual tendencies, who lives and acts with no regard for conventional rules of behavior.” |
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| God that sucked !!!! (the Super Bowl I mean) |
[Feb. 1st, 2009|08:02 pm] |
Is it baseball season yet !?
At least if the call sucks in baseball someone gets to argue (at some length if they choose) about it and even when the guy is thrown out, the umpire still gets an ear full about what a fucking hack he is.
mmmmm .... 162 regular season games.
Spring Training is just around the corner.
I need a job
a place to live
a place for band practice
and to buy some tickets ...
This could be a sweeeeet summer.
Home sweet home ::: 47 day!
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| *sigh* |
[Jan. 25th, 2009|10:23 pm] |
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| |  better than fine | ] |
That is something that make life worth living ... it changes the way everything looks ... puts a smile on my face from my heart ... makes my whole body feel young and healthy ... simply some kind of wonderful.
Thank you wife
I love you |
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[Jan. 14th, 2009|09:26 pm] |
HEY, I know lets say I have tension headaches and try some other drugs :::
Let's go with Flexeril. Fioricet, heat and massage. (Oh and one more blood pressure med)
Worked pretty well today ... so well I couldn't drive to school
Legal drug use and addiction is not very fun and lacks a certain amount of ... glamour, I think.
At this point I don't even care what the side effects are, I just want the pain to stop. i will become the House of the beauty school (you know justifiably high but brilliant) and once the tension/stress/high blood pressure/everything else goes away then i will be headache-less.
and
Right now the answer has changed again to STAY until March 20th
my son needs me
my wife needs my help more than money
and I won't be taking my state boards until the end of Feb and will need to be around school to prepare ... even though my hours are done at the end of this month.
I will look for salon work in Seattle and take it if it come but i will do my searching from here and take some loooong weekends over there to look for housing (that we still have NOT figured out yet) and do interviews and junk.
Yes, this answer may change but I don't think so.
and
my head is starting to hurt ... SHIT!!!!
I'm gonna go take a shower and go to bed now !
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| Everyday is like Saturday |
[Jan. 3rd, 2009|04:25 pm] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | ::: here ::: | ] |
| [ | mood |
| |  aaaaaaauuuuughghghghghttplplpl | ] |
| [ | music |
| | NONE ! | ] |
Sitting in this place, I'm trying to find the word that describes this;
It's like you've been somewhere too long, the heat in the room is just a little too high and the there is a staleness to he air you are breathing. Like when you have let yourself sleep too long or you have a headache that just doesn't seem to go away. Someone calls it being cooped up, but you are just feeling constricted by a clutter that won't let you stretch out. like when you are wearing too many patterns of flannel and you have overly warm feet in bunched up socks in side of house slippers that you cannot stand the texture of against you bare feet. The sensation of having smoked to many cigarettes and drank to the point of one more drink and you will throw up into a a toilet that is as clean as one you might find in one of those houses where you can rent a sleeping room and you all share a bathroom at the end of the hall and it only gets cleaned once a month by the owner of the building who always seems to have a food stain on his too small t-shirt ... but you haven't even had a a drink or a smoke all day. When your teeth seem to be growing moss even after you brushed and flossed an hour ago. Like when your neck is sore form sitting too long in that chair but you will rather just rest into the discomfort rather than try to stretch it out. Like when you are just holding the down the button on the remote watching that there is nothing on going round and round and even when something catches your eye you cannot stop because the heater in on and too loud and you are too warm again and you are wishing you had never cut your hair, like you should go for a walk but it is 20 degrees outside and all sorts of icy and snowy on your path ... and you cannot get up the energy to change your clothes and you muscles are too atrophied anyhow. Like when you have been on Vicodin and /or other meds so long that you feel like there is dirt in in you veins and wet cotton is what your tissue and skin is made of. All the sounds you have invented are dull and boring you before anyone has even heard them and the daylight trying to get through the shut blinds, is now fading so fast that you can almost not see that keys clearly enough to keep typing this and the light you might turn on will be like sleepy candle light and not a sharp light of alertness and progress. you have had a headache too long and in the back of your mind you are (all joking aside)wondering if you are dying and you feel like you are always going to feel this way ...
Sitting in this place, I'm trying to find the word that describes this; |
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| On 1.1.9@1.2.9 |
[Jan. 2nd, 2009|02:36 am] |
New Years Resolution ::: check
Finished that bottle of Cooks ::: check
Head feels better or am I just keeping properly drugged ::: check
I don't find Vicodin an interesting drug, but it is an ok pain killer in higher than recommended doses ::: check
Snowing (everywhere) ::: check
NOt sleeping again ::: check
Too worried about my head to fall asleep (yeah, a little) ::: check
Watched Tom Waits concert on TV tonight and was reminded of several things about art and music ::: check (yeees, check indeed)
Just has a great chicken sandwich ::: check
Planet of the Apes (the Original) is on ::: check
Gotta go poop ::: check
So when you eat chips and salsa, do you eat it for the salsa on the chip or for the chip with a little extra favor on it(the salsa)? And how many chips with salsa is the proper amount to eat in a sitting.
My hair is buggin' me |
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| happy freaking new year !!! |
[Jan. 1st, 2009|12:04 am] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | ::: Wapato ::: | ] |
| [ | mood |
| |  annoyed | ] |
| [ | music |
| | none , as usual ... gotta be fucking quiet ... | ] |
I am sitting in Wapato in my brother -in -laws hill top home watching the fire works go off out the window and hearing the sound of random caliber gun fire. The kids and my wife went to bed hours ago. /I love these "alone" times/
I've been watching an Ab Fab mini marathon on BBC America and am nearly through one of the big ass bottles of Cooks .... yup, I'm pretty sure that is the sound of automatic wepons fire outside now. I am near the reservation ... why not?
I thought my night would be dull until my brother in law called form Seattle a while ago to ask if I would go out nad feed the neighbors dogs ... Well not now with the gun fire ... maybe in the morning
Yah know, I'm pretty sure this is not the way my life is supposed to be going.
On the up side my head feels slightly better.
Whatever |
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| Sinus headache ... migraine ??? |
[Dec. 31st, 2008|01:22 am] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | ::: yAKIVEGAS ::: | ] |
| [ | mood |
| |  this sucks | ] |
| [ | music |
| | none ... being very very quiet | ] |
Who knows ... I have some Vicodin and Ibuprfen and nasal spray and Sudafed. It's like 1AM and I cannot sleep.
I really should go lay down and see what happens. I am wobbly and tired.
mOre in the next day |
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