i have some motivational tapes to listen to. from my second job. and its really funny... because i don't have a working cassette player. and i get paid for it. maybe i'll find something to get the gist of it. and then lie my way through it... yea, that's a good plan.
so, first day of REAL work. more than two hours i mean. and its great. and ( Read more... )

i can't seem to stray too far from this thing when i have nothing else to do...

a delicious meal, and a beer. i am some how exhausted. today was stressful, yet some what productive. applying for financial aid and school and all that shits. maybe i can make it into fall quarter if i play my cards right. i really have no idea what i'm doing ( Read more... )

i should stop using this thing and start writing real thoughts on real paper. these half assed excuses are starting to kill me. i quit writing on paper a while ago... so many lost thoughts. i even quit writing stories... somehow lost interest. that should be remedied. quickly.
i fucking hate these things.
okay, that was a white lie.
fidgety and ( Read more... )

"can i just make some more romance with you, my love?"
i got that shit stuck in my head something fierce.
so, okay. too many beers. and too many things to deal with. minus the couch. and minus the bear. okay, no, that's a band.... okay, i'm being lame. so it was mari and jug's birthday party. and now i need to sleep. lots of booze. maybe i ( Read more... )

its gorgeous outside. and i over slept. again. i have to go to the food handlers' permit class thing today... an hour and a half of listening to some ridiculously overweight lady talk about healthy food habits. i'm not quite sure if i should believe her. and then work. for about three or four hours. i sure do feel like an asshole when i only ( Read more... )

job interview today... i hate those things. get dressed all fancy to go and lie to someone for half an hour. well, that's how mine usually go at least. speaking in nothing but half truths gets a little tiresome.
first day of work at the other job... bussin'. oh yea. i'm super excited. i love shitty food service jobs. i could work here forever ( Read more... )

what the fuck. i don't seem to remember much of last night. wrestling[?] i know for sure, bad dancing. i know for SURE a bottle of whiskey hit my liver. and that there were a lot of kids from seattle.... and some how a lack of kids from olympia. i remember sing a longs. and getting a bed to myself, when amber shared hers with two other people ( Read more... )

well hello. stale bread and pabst. and drinking. and drunken dialing. sorry if you're a victim. you guys are fucked. i may have drank enough to be in love with everyone. be careful.
xoxo.tracey.

amazing double days. frisbee and cartwheels and bike rides by the lake. delicious foods all day long. gorgeous movie. roller skating and picture taking. and that's just day one. day two entails some driving and maybe a little more driving... to portland. and then more delicious foods. crazy record shopping. strolling along. swimming in ( Read more... )

jen was telling me a story about her baby sister... and it somehow dug up the memory of the dream i had last night... or at least part of it.
i walked into a bathroom, and opened the shower curtain, and the water was about nine inches deep. and off to the corner, by the water spout thing, was a purple fat baby. sitting up to its neck in water, ( Read more... )