Cellular Level

Shorty didn't get up 'till like fucking 9:10am. Had to take Loudmouth to school so we dropped him off first, I figure fuck the workshop. So we get to the workshop shortly after 10. Sucks. Dan was standing outside and kind of gave me a weird look. Sean started yelling about how it isn't my fault and how Larry just wouldn't get up, etc. Dan said talk to me later about it and I asked him to please calm down a few times. I don't really care. If I get fired because Larry chooses not to get up, fine. Fuck them too.

After work we kinda did nothing all day. I picked up Becky around 3 and took her home from school. Later I was working on Audio and she said she'd come play bass. So I pick her up around 5:30. Takes 15 minutes to get there one way. so 30 minute round trip. Soon as we get back to the trailer I check my phone and see a message. Listen to it, around 6pm, and Robert is saying try and get becky home within a half an hour.......... so.... I spent 30 minutes driving to get her to play bass. Takes about 20 minutes to set up and get the sound levels right and everything. So basically we didn't even have enough time to set up before we had to leave to get her home by 6:30.

Fucking gay. Ahh well.

I'm taking a god damn nap.

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Last night I got to work and barry showed me the write up on sean. I guess Isiah brought someone else's car and they came to pick it up. He flipped out and kicked out one of their windows. Sean saw the whole thing. I don't remember how or if it said but he was bleeding a lot. He called Lanie and she came out. I guess he got picked up by the police at some point. He doesn't work there anymore.

We decided to drop off Loudmouth first thismorning. We drove all the way out to 42nd and center and the damn place was locked up. so we had to drive aaaaall the way to drop Skinny off at the workshop on 84th and 370. Sucked. After that I needed to go get gas and take Loudmouth back up to the school.

So instead of getting home at like 9 I didn't get home 'till about 9:30. Boo.

Then I ate with Beth, took a nap and started trying to get shit done on the pc. Blah.

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It's so nice not having to deal with Shorty's shit in the mornings. Last night Jake talked to me for a bit before going to bed. He called me in to talk a bit more but then went to sleep. I went to sleep shortly after. Watched some of the william shatner roast. Fell asleep. Woke up at 5:45. Was wondering, why didn't my alarm go off damnit? Checked it, set for 10 something am. Ooook. I set it last night but ok. Must have fucked around and hit a wrong button. I've been waking up at 5:15-5:45 on weekends too though.

So I was going to let them sleep 'till 6:30 because there is really no point in making them get up and try and get done by 7:20 so larry can have the shower... heh... ahh well. they got up about 6:10, so hey. it's all good.

talked to robert about not wanting to go with kelly to fill out an ap at encore. but he guilt tripped me into it since she's trying to help, so whatever. Got beth up and she went with us. I offered to pay for Beth and I's lunch but it didn't work out that way. She must have thought I had cash or something so she put it all on one bill. I'll get her $12 for that. It'll be the only thing irritating me that I owe to someone... other than the fact I've owed bill like $300 forever now.

after that Beth and I watched the rest of season 1 of the shield. after that she left and I started working on audio. Ran into Phillip's room and fixed his porn box quick.

now I'm sitting here waiting for Beth to get home hehe..

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They shall be referenced as:
Skinny
Loudmouth
Shorty.

Those who know them may be able to figure out who is who. The last two may be thought of as the wrong two. Think long and hard if you know these guys.

Today I got to work 8 hours. If I don't get sent home early my regular 4 days I'll be able to have that as overtime. We went to Homers, Gas station and Walgreens. No hot people at all 'till we hit walgreens. Stocker, hot. Checker, hot. Girl jogging, Oh my god, fucking hot. The girl who was standing in front of us at the camera center, very hot. well, nice nice little ass.

michelle (mike) and I are seriously stepping up our workout regimend. we're getting too chubby and it's bullshit so we're getting on it. He was skinny for a while but I've been gaining weight so I had to fix it. We're on it. Walked a while yesterday and today. bumped into a cutie blonde too. Not bad.

Oh, at work. I showed Skinny the lincoln dvd. Well, I asked if either of the two who were home (skinny and loudmouth) wanted to watch something with me. They both said no. Skinny ended up down there and talking to me. He glanced at it every so often and ended up getting interested and watching it. Talked about it and shit. Hurt started and he stopped in the middle of a sentence then launched off into stories that this song happened to play in. Guess he's had some NIN in his life already. Cool. He kept saying he had no idea that was the music I listened to. glad he finally joined me on this. haha.

that's it folks.

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Today Beth and I went for a walk in the AM. She went to work and I ran around with Mike. Found out Mike was at the stripper's last night. As in, the girl Zach was fucking for a while. Zach having STDs. Last night Phillip and I spraypainted stuff in Mike's room. Pictures on myspace.

Mike and I ran around looking for speakers and a couple errands of his. Saw where he works. After that him and matt ran other errands and I went to Jami's to help her find the shield DVDs and she took me to dinner. I love free food.

Sum of my day.

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I had stopped posting in a private blog on my band's website. Recently the hosting situation changed and I ended up losing all of the journal.

I'm restarting with my database stored somewhere that certain individuals cant fuck it up.

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