in the last 2 weeks

i have:
-lost 2 of my best friends
+been to a reading phillies game
+been to a big phils game
-broken up with my boyfriend
-worked a ten hour shift
+spent countless hours on the phone with erik
-been fed up with people at work
-(especially alex, who is a prick)
+read pride and prejudice
+read coyote blue
+gotten empire records on dvd
+been amazed that people actually believe in the ridiculousness that is scientology
+eaten chocolate pudding
+gotten the new matchbook romance cd
+put phillies bling on my ipod
-smoked too many cigarettes

i think that's about it...

so that puts the last two weeks at a positive 4. though some of those might be worth more than one negative point. this is the extent of a post i feel like making at this point in time. because there's not really anyone left who reads this besides erik, and he knows all this stuff already.

It's All in Your Head

the last release from eve 6, summer of 03. i have like 3 or 4 songs off that album shuffling on my ipod currently, and i was playing them on my way home from another awful night at work tonight. i can't say i remember the day i purchased every cd i have, because i have a few hundred, and there's no way that's even possible. but i bought it's all in your head by eve 6 on august 25, 2003. i also bought the newest dashboard cd and a top up card for my virgin mobile cell phone, all with early birthday money. i think i remember everything from that day, which is why in my already depressed state of my walk home (i had to train with alex tonight, and he was a super super jerk to me, and it was a waste of my time completely) i was thinking about the day i bought that cd. its a hard day to forget, the one where you lose your virginity. i couldn't have asked for a more perfect day. dominoes chicken kickers and apple shampoo. and then i just started crying and couldn't stop. because almost three years later i'm being told what to do by some asshole 17 year old kid and i'm no where near on track to becoming the person i'm supposed to be. and i'm no where near letting go of the events that passed a little over a month after august 25. i know you don't want to read this, you don't want to hear it all again, and i can't believe i'm writing it again, but its been that kind of week, that kind of month, that kind of year so far. go read hairshirt and laugh, because i have nothing entertaining to say, the only glimmer of hope i have to save this week is that i'm going to call carmen tomorrow and tell her that i have to train with alex tomorrow i'm not coming in, and if she doesn't move me to a more tolerable position i'm going to the phillies game, because my dad is going to the soul game across the parking lot. and baseball is the only thing that i'll ever let save my soul.

forever...or until the phillies win the series

Suicidal Hairnet Theory

First of all I would just like to mention how my wit, vocabulary and general above average intelligence are completely wasted at my job. I'm not trying to brag or anything, its not in my nature, but I work with a bunch of kids who speak in ghetto slang and don't even know how to use proper "to be" verb conjugation. But most of them are pretty nice, so I let it go. Last night I started training on position #2, which is code for getting the stuff that comes out of the dish machine, and putting it whereever it belongs. Aside from the permenant layer of minor burns on my hands, its pretty easy. Jason was training me last night, and he's not a bad kid, though he says "i'm dead serious" more than I say "good times." In the process of the first half hour of my shift I had two different hairnets fall off of my head. Thus I decided that they had some revulsion to my head, my lovely dyed red hair, or just the environment in general, therefore they became suicidal and had to jump. When I mentioned this theory to Jason he didn't really get it. I had to laugh to myself. Oh well. I think I have to look for another job to fill the rest of my day, so that everyone can stop bitching at me, and so I won't be so damn bored out of my mind. That's about it for now, I don't want to get into any of the other shit that's been coursing through my head lately.

A Night of Hysteria

Last night Amanda Nicole and I had a sleepover...and it was full of silliness, here are the highlights, in nearly chronological order.

Amanda (squeezing ketchup onto a plate at the coop): Wooo it looks like a castle.

walking home from the coop, we stole the Jesus fish magnet off of my moms car. if you tell her, i'll kill you. incase you don't get the hilarity here:
ELAINE: David, I'm going to hell! The worst place in the world! With devils and those caves and the ragged clothing! And the heat! My god, the heat! I mean, what do you think about all that?

PUDDY: Gonna be rough.

ELAINE: Uh, you should be trying to save me!

PUDDY: Don't boss me! This is why you're going to hell.

ELAINE: I am not going to hell and if you think I'm going to hell, you should care that I'm going to hell even though I am not.

PUDDY: You stole my Jesus fish, didn't you?

ELAINE: Yeah, that's right!

(Elaine places her hands beside her head, index fingers raised as 'horns' and she emits a gutteral growling sound.)


on our walk home from the diner rob and his friend keith gave us a ride...as soon as we got in the car keith started ranting about how he hates Jimi Hendrix...wtf? who hates Jimi Hendrix...it made no sense to me.

we had a complete first season sex in the city marathon.

Me: I want to go to Venice. I want to go to Paris. I want to go everywhere.
Amanda: I want to go to Weatherly.

"I want to kill him and fuck his corpse." don't ask...but its pretty funny.

Samantha (on blow jobs): You may be on your knees, but you've got him by the balls.

Amanda: Why does your mom's magnet say Jesús[hay-zeus] on it?

I love Amanda's dog Sid Vicious, he's my new favorite person [dog] in the world.


Amanda: I love dress-a-man, its my favorite game.
Me: Do they have that for PlayStation?

Amanda (we were talking about breakfast...): I like my eggs in the ovary and unfertalized.

soooooooooooooo much fun. <3<3<3<3