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Tue, Jul. 5th, 2005, 01:23 am
no time to write, but shit's crazy here
| How to make a smokie rose |
Ingredients:
5 parts competetiveness
3 parts ambition
1 part leadership |
Method:
Add to a cocktail shaker and mix vigorously. Top it off with a sprinkle of caring and enjoy! |
Personality cocktailFrom Go-Quiz.com| How to make a rose |
Ingredients:
3 parts mercy
1 part silliness
5 parts energy |
Method:
Combine in a tall glass half filled with crushed ice. Add a little caring if desired! |
Personality cocktailFrom Go-Quiz.com| How to make a inside on display |
Ingredients:
3 parts mercy
5 parts brilliance
1 part beauty |
Method:
Stir together in a glass tumbler with a salted rim. Add a little cocktail umbrella and a dash of wisdom |
Mon, Jun. 13th, 2005, 03:10 pm
oh god the penguins!!
oh my goodness. I love it here. I have not been this happy... .welll... since i don't know when.. hell, i can't remember being this happy. wow. so i live in the oh so flat orlando florida now.. insane... well, my address is in orlando, but technically i'm in kissimee.. the town i can't spell. and i have seven roommates. the house is divided straight down the middle. an even four and four. check it. on my side of the house. the "villain" side. we have four used to be crusty punk/goth kids who have always hated girls and hung out with guys. we've got piercings to hide at work and tattoos. we listen to crazy music.. msi, jacknife, skindred, bright eyes, tom waits, etc... we're all smokers and we're all from the south... south carolina (that's kelly), florida (that's jen..we share a room), mississippi (that's lina.. we share a brain stem), and fuck y'all, i'm from texas. oh, and we're all super into disney villains, nightmare before christmas, and the black cauldron.. on the other side of the house. the "princess" side. we have four girls.. one from utah (that's katie, she's a ditz but i love her), one from tampa florida/originaly DC (that's sarah... she can be catty, but she's still pretty cool), one from... iowah i think.. (that's mandie, she's so much fun) and one from washington state (that's laura... she's a drama queen but we've been getting on alright since the first blowup). they were all cheerleaders in highschool, preppy girls with backstabbing friends.. all nonsmokers.. and all super into disney princess. wait. sarah was on dance team. not a cheerleader. oh, and apparently they hate girls too. it's absolutely hysterical. then there's work. i work at pop... century that is. in the food court. where we do the twist every morning and the hustle every night. it's great. my coworkers are awesome. and i'm gonna join the hurricane ride-out crew. now if only we'd get a damned hurricane. come on baby mama needs a new pair of shoes... or a tattoo.. either way. i think the main reason i love working at pop so much is, of course, the guy i met there. his name's eddie.. and he's half peurto rican.. and he's just... amazing.. i've never been this excited about a guy before.. he;s actually my age.. and a virgin... we're going to see skindred at the house of blues tonight while work thinks i'm still getting over a nasty stomach virus... which i actually had... ugh. in any case, some of the villains and i built a fort in the living room last night and put the tv in it so we could have a movie night. so i invited eddie.. he held my hand during the movie and it was so innocent and nice. then we were out on the balcony watching the rain and lightning and listening to the thunder.. and then we kissed.. alot... and i have never been kissed like that before... we're talking fireworks.. or it could've just been the thunder and lightning... but it was amazing.. and i am so incredibly happy right now... oh dear goodness i seem like such a dork... but check the horoscope for this week courtesy of freewillastrology.com Indescribable happiness is now available if you'll melt down your ego in service to love. The object of your adoration may be a special person, a beloved animal or place, or anything that stirs you to lose yourself in life's sweetest mysteries. For best results, heed these words from David Deida: "Give yourself to love itself, without a shred of you remaining. Die completely into loving. When you return, when your sense of self is recollected, you will be refreshed through and through, washed awake by the innocence lying wide on the other side of surrender." and of course the random quiz
Tue, Apr. 12th, 2005, 02:07 am
Judge Judy?
ok. i know when i came back from austin i said i was going to update more frequently, but i've actually been fairly busy... work, school, internship, coffee pot, etc... so... i apologize.... (not that anyone reads this anyway...) ah! the internship! so, i found out saturday that i've been offered (and have accepted) an internship at the happiest place on earth. you guessed it, WALT DISNEY WORLD. anywho, i have to be in orlando exactly five weeks from today (by 2pm may 18th). so i have this ridiculously long list of things to accomplish before i leave and i'm way behind in my schoolwork... ungood ungood ungood. believe it or not, i'm absolutely terrified. i've never been that far from home without my family or for that long. god i feel like a scared little kid right now.. i met a guy at the coffee pot tonight who had done the same internship (same job/season/program even) as i'll be leaving for next month and he calmed a few of my nerves. of course, he gave me a couple things to be frightened of (like alligators in the epcot parking lot and giant hissing flying roaches!!--i shit you not), but those aren't TOO huge of issues. anyway, i've a book report to write and sleep to dream of.. so, i'm out. PostScript- any suggestions as to a tattoo for my right outer thigh involving a hidden mickey mouse head?
Sun, Feb. 13th, 2005, 07:56 pm
i need to start a rockabilly band...mmmyes...
so i went to a pair of shows last night. one at the coffee pot (a local coffee shop) to see my buddy mike's band, THE ATTENTION SPANIARDS. They were, of course mellow, thoughtful, and beautiful. My friend Mitch came down from ATX for the shows. So we stuck around the coffee shop long enough for another cup of coffee and another cigarette. He took a walk over to the bank (a couple blocks down the street) to use the ATM, and in walk the SATAN'S CHEERLEADERS. http://www.satanscheerleaders.com These girls are practically the soul reason Mitchell came down to see THE FLAMETRICK SUBS http://www.flametricksubs.com . Let's just say that for him, he was going to see Satan's Cheerleaders dance and the underscoring for the event would be the Flametricks. Back to the story,. I was due for another cup of coffee, so i hoped in line with the cheerleaders to procure a refill. I noted the uniforms and said something to the effect of "ya'll are here with the flametricks, huh?" It was a unanimous yes. I explained the evening to them and they were amused. I somehow managed to keep the girls there (bonding over blue star tattoos and doctoring coffee) long enough for mitchell to return and be introduced. Mitch and i finished our coffee and then headed over to Lucy's for one of the best shows I've been to in a long time. If only the crowd hadn't been so sedate.. le sigh.. Next time i go to a rockabilly show, i've gotta remember to dress up. hah. and now, i must study and get some sleep... gotta get up early and figure out where i can take my test tomorrow... ugh.
Sat, Feb. 5th, 2005, 11:23 am
quizfest 2005
hehehee.... mayhaps that explains the tattoo artist i think is diggin me at the moment.... mmmmmm... yummmy.... strange but true..... betsy sue?!?! what the hell kind of name is that?! oi. i wouldn't be caught dead using that name...ugh.. blahahahaha!! IT'S PERFECT!!! i'm gonna be president one day, you know. anyway.. gotta unpack... then it's off to the coffee pot to hear mike play at 9pm. exciting! oi i need a cigarette... is it 8:30 yet?
Thu, Feb. 3rd, 2005, 12:52 pm
Been a long time since i rock and rolled
oh my, it's been ages hasn't it. I moved away in late June, determined to find my own way in a city i knew only in my dreams and misguided longings. Found a job pushin' pancakes again. Moonlit in the daylight with DNC. the ankle couldn't hang so left dnc to its purpose. landed a job hawking computers to the masses. stress level was too high, returned to pushin. had some roomate issues. one of us had to go. she did. i stayed. no replacement. no car. no money. i came home. now i spend my days and nights roaming the town i grew up -- no -- was raised in (i didn't grow up until Austin, TX took me by the hips and had its way with me) looking for something to pay the bills. met a man, enjoyed our month and a half, he had to go. made new friends. miss them dearly already. lived next to our war-heroes. poor dear souls. the war in iraq is real. i realized that in austin. it's not going away. and while i do not support the war, i do support our troops. i love them madly. must find a way to town, talk to employers, paper the town with my botched resume.... Why are there so many Songs about rainbows And what's on the other side Rainbows are visions But only illusions And rainbows have nothing to hide So we've been told and some choose to Believe it I know they're wrong wait and see Someday we'll find it The Rainbow Connection The lovers, the dreamers and me Who said that every wish Would be heard and answered When wished on the morning star Somebody thought of that And someone believed it And look what its done so far What's so amazing That keeps us star gazing What do we think we might see Someday we'll find it That Rainbow Connection The lovers, the dreamers and me all of us under its spell we know that it's probably magic. Have you been half asleep And have you heard voices I've heard them calling my name Is this the sweet sound That calls the young sailors The voice might be one and the same I've heard it too many times to ignore it it's something that I'm supposed to be Someday we'll find it The Rainbow Connection The lovers, the dreamers and me --kermit the frog "rainbow connection"
Wed, Mar. 31st, 2004, 12:24 am
NIPPLES!! THERE ARE HOLES IN MY NIPPLES!
 You are the Strange Creature that fell from the sky. You are not understood and are careful in any kind of realtionship. You have peculer ways and thoughts. You are quiet but present. What kind of element fey are you? (PRETTY PICS) brought to you by Quizilla
Thu, Feb. 26th, 2004, 09:42 pm
week from hell
smokietherose: ... Labeled Radical: ? smokietherose: did i get to tell you about the trip to austin? smokietherose: about katie's father abandoning us? Labeled Radical: no smokietherose: about her showing up on my doorstep in tears about an hour after we finally made it back to san marcos? Labeled Radical: no smokietherose: umm...well, i didn't have class tuesday morning, so she convinced her father to bum us a ride up there smokietherose: so we could look for apartments smokietherose: which we think we found smokietherose: or rather, we're pretty sure we found a great one...but we wanna check out some more options first smokietherose: umm...yeah, anyway... katie decided to get a haircut about an hour before we were supposed to meet him at metro, on guadalupe, about two blocks from tower records, in betweeen the church of scientology and eckards.... Labeled Radical: i see smokietherose: katie wasn't finished beign cut, so i went to meet him... i waited outside metro for half an hour or so...then he was standing there glaring at me, asking me where tower records was, where katie was, and bitching to me that there is no majestic on guadalupe... no shit, sherlock. it's called metro Labeled Radical: lol smokietherose: anyway, he told me where he was parked and informed me that he was leaving in 15 minutes.. so i hauled ass to get katie....she still wasn't quite finished Labeled Radical: what a dick! smokietherose: he came into the haircutting place and bitched at her that he was leaving at 6 smokietherose: said goodbye and walked out the door smokietherose: i must quote him "i'm leaving at 6. goodbye." Labeled Radical: :/ smokietherose: so we hauled ass...then we couldn't find his car...then he drove by us....twice Labeled Radical: wtf smokietherose: the second time he had to drive straight at us and then turn smokietherose: then we waited...and waited....and waited.... for about half an hour smokietherose: and he never drove by again smokietherose: now mind you, at this point, it was getting dark... and the drag (the part of guadalupe we were on/near) isn't exactly the safest place for two unescorted females at night smokietherose: and that's puting it fairly mildly... it's where the bums sleep at night Labeled Radical: :/ smokietherose: anyway, we rushed to one of the shops that was about to close for a phonebook so i could call matt (the guitarist who lives in hyde park) for help... he wasn't home. he had a gig.. katie called her friend lauren smokietherose: lauren had a massive project due and couldn't afford the two hours of driving. smokietherose: so we called my sister.. because our brains froze in our rush to get off the drag where the hobos were eyeing us and we thought we were out of options smokietherose: we then took the 1 bus down to the capitol, waited for half an hour, then took the 30 up to barton creek mall where we had to run through the entire mall to get where she wanted us to be for our pickup. smokietherose: leapt in the car and came home smokietherose: katie refused my offer for her to stay the night at my house, and opted to go home instead smokietherose: when she arrived home her entire family was already on her father's side Labeled Radical: ... smokietherose: and her father was attempting to make it out to be her fault and he was so worried and she should apologize and blah blah blah bastard Labeled Radical: asshat smokietherose: she showed up on my doorstep crying maybe 45 minutes after we dropped her off smokietherose: yeah. Labeled Radical: :( smokietherose: so.. we discussed dropping our classes and moving to austin right after she gets back from england smokietherose: but we think we can stick it out smokietherose: and she's taken to walking to her classes and work... neither of which are easy walks... a little over an hour each smokietherose: she and i walked home from town today....after walking all over town and my getting sunburned smokietherose: but yeah.... i;m losing focus. smokietherose: the story gets better. smokietherose: ok, so instead of getting home in time for at least half of my math class, we got home around 10 smokietherose: so i missed math smokietherose: and then. when i went to work on wed, my supervisor, jason, asked me "what happened to you yesterday?" smokietherose: i said "well, i was abandoned in austin...wait. why do you ask?" smokietherose: he said "why didn't you come in to work?" Labeled Radical: :o Labeled Radical: OMG Labeled Radical: :O:O smokietherose: i said.. "i told you i have class on tuesdays. you said i didn't have to work." smokietherose: he then informed me that he'd scheduled me 8pm-4am Labeled Radical: nice smokietherose: which is to say graveyard.. when tips are at their best smokietherose: unfortunately, he didn't tell me about it Labeled Radical: :/ smokietherose: or i would've called when we were stranded to inform him that i'd be late smokietherose: he told me not to worry about it. smokietherose: and the rest of the waitstaff informed me that they'd been telling the managers that i didn't know, and that they didn't even call my house to look for me...so yeah, it was ok.. but i could've made some good money Labeled Radical: yea umm... yeah
Sun, Feb. 22nd, 2004, 01:07 am
holiday in cambodia
work was fun.. anthony and i got kiser to give himself a chemical burn...blahahahaha...he won himself 10 bucks from anthony on that one. i just egged him on. lol. hmmm....yeah, goofin around with anthony and mark and lookin at kiser's ever-growing blister was good....tips SUCKED. it was the slowest saturday ever. i had 14 tables... one of which was a couple homeless friends of mine, and several were evil highschool students who don't understand that i make less than TWO DOLLARS PER FUCKING HOUR after taxes. RRRAAAAHHH. yeah. so, terry and joy were in...the state? town? yeah. craziness. random phonecall and it's them. so we went to sonic for foood.. and then to mystic marks for more piercing q-tip thingies for my baby rook. george was just finishing a coverup... dragon's head over a tribal-surrounded eyeball. magnificent work. this is why george is going to do my tattoo. in april we're starting. YAY! and he's coming to IHOP tomorrow! YAY! i love george. he's so fun. but yeah. after 14 tables, i came home with...$15 in tips.. wait. no. 17... and i had to report 15 for tax purposes.... YAY.. grr.. yesterday, i came home with 30 and ony had to report 14...this doesn't add up. fucking highschool students. grr. but yeah. sleep is important. 
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Fri, Feb. 13th, 2004, 04:13 pm
i have issues. but i also recognise this fact and do what i can to resolve those issues. i may have spent a long time letting those issues control me, but now i'm ready to take the upper hand and wonder about the world around me. i'm getting to be well-balanced, but i'm not quite there yet.
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Tue, Feb. 10th, 2004, 10:20 pm
miscommunication station
Phantoma Lain: I want your opinion on something smokietherose: ...ok? Phantoma Lain: this guy and I dated and had a really bad break up Phantoma Lain: in said bad break up he gave me back all the things I had given him through the relationship Phantoma Lain: now he and I are attempting friendship Phantoma Lain: do I ask if he wants the stuff back? smokietherose: yes. give him his stuff back smokietherose: that should've been taken care of long ago Phantoma Lain: well I want to give it back, but is it rude to ask if he wants it Phantoma Lain: the thing is he gave the stuff back in attempt to hurt me smokietherose: nah. don't ask him. just be like "i really shouldn't have kept all this" Phantoma Lain: the other part is thus far we are only talking through e-mail, he is in austin smokietherose: how long ago did ya'll break up? Phantoma Lain: almost 4 years smokietherose: hmm... then i wouldn't worry about the stuff.. what kind of stuff was it? Phantoma Lain: some jewelry, a star that he never let away from him until we broke up, I don't remmeber what else Phantoma Lain: I haven't looked in the box in yearsz smokietherose: hmm... Phantoma Lain: its a very odd situation smokietherose: well, if he's gone four years without it, it may not be a good idea to bring up semantic objects Phantoma Lain: maybe smokietherose: yes. you shouldn't even bring up the items Phantoma Lain: ok smokietherose: it seems to me that the emotional recall caused by said items may be too much for attempts at friendship. Phantoma Lain: good point smokietherose: because of the nature of the breakup, bringing up the ne'er returned items would probably dreage up all the emotions of the termination period and that would be very very ungood. Phantoma Lain: I'm talking about the things I gave to him that he gave back to upset me, I'm not giving him anything back that he gave me as a gift smokietherose: oh then you quite definately should not and will not be returning these things Phantoma Lain: tee hee, I'm getting the box out just to see what is in it smokietherose: heh good times smokietherose: man.. i'm so amused by the advice i gave you smokietherose: or rather the way i'm writing. smokietherose: ah well, that's what you get for asking my advice while i'm both listening to tom waits AND reading old oblivios Phantoma Lain: man, he gave me some crappy gifts heh.. such amusing advice... i have something else to type up, but it's on my bed and i don't want to have to walk passed my parents to get to it...they're upset with me.. i'll explain it later tho.. blah my ear hurts.
Thu, Feb. 5th, 2004, 10:53 pm
see "i got a..." folder
Thu, Feb. 5th, 2004, 04:37 pm
soap box derby. any takers?
[ Error: Irreparable invalid markup ('<td [...] left">') in entry. Owner must fix manually. Raw contents below.] <div align="center"><!--65.79 65.71 59.46 62.5--><img src="http://sminds.com/images/ENFP.gif"> <table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" bgcolor="#dddddd"> <tr> <td width="250"> <div align="center"> <font color="black"><b>ENFP</b> - "Journalist". Uncanny sense of the motivations of others. Life is an exciting drama. 8.1% of total population. </font></div> </td> </tr> </table> <a href="http://similarminds.com/">Take Free Myers-Briggs Personality Test</a></div> <div align="center"><!--71.43 63.16 56.76 65.79--><img src="http://sminds.com/images/career.gif"> <table style="color: black; background: #eeeeee" border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0"> <tr> <td> <div align="center"> <table style="color: black; background: #dddddd" border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0"> <tr> <td> <div align="center"> Extroverted (E) 71.43% Introverted (I) 28.57%<br> Imaginative (N) 63.16% Realistic (S) 36.84%<br> Emotional (F) 56.76% Intellectual (T) 43.24%<br> Easygoing (P) 65.79% Organized (J) 34.21%<br> </div> </td> </tr> </table> <table style="color: black; background: #eeeeee" border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0"> <tr> <td> <div align="center"> Your type is: <b><font size="+3">ENFP</font></b><br> </div> </td> </tr> </table> <table style="color: black; background: #dddddd" border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" width="100%"> <tr> <td width="280quot;>> <div align="left"> You are an Inspirer, possible professions include - conference planner, speech pathologist, HR development trainer, ombudsman, clergy, journalist, newscaster, career counselor, housing director, character actor, marketing consultant, musician/composer, artist, information-graphics designer, human resource manager, merchandise planner, advertising account manager, dietitian/nutritionist, massage therapist, editor/art director. </div> </td> </tr> </table> </div> </td> </tr> </table> <a href="http://similarminds.com/career.html">Take Free Career Inventory Personality Test</a></div> looking for more information, i discovered this: "The Champion Idealists are abstract in thought and speech, cooperative in accomplishing their aims, and informative and extraverted when relating with others. For Champions, nothing occurs which does not have some deep ethical significance, and this, coupled with their uncanny sense of the motivations of others, gives them a talent for seeing life as an exciting drama, pregnant with possibilities for both good and evil. This type is found in only about 3 percent of the general population, but they have great influence because of their extraordinary impact on others. Champions are inclined to go everywhere and look into everything that has to do with the advance of good and the retreat of evil in the world. They can't bear to miss out on what is going on around them; they must experience, first hand, all the significant social events that affect our lives. And then they are eager to relate the stories they've uncovered, hoping to disclose the "truth" of people and issues, and to advocate causes. This strong drive to unveil current events can make them tireless in conversing with others, like fountains that bubble and splash, spilling over their own words to get it all out. Champions consider intense emotional experiences as being vital to a full life, although they can never quite shake the feeling that a part of themselves is split off, uninvolved in the experience. Thus, while they strive for emotional congruency, they often see themselves in some danger of losing touch with their real feelings, which eNFps possess in a wide range and variety. In the same vein, eNFps strive toward a kind of spontaneous personal authenticity, and this intention always to "be themselves" is usually communicated nonverbally to others, who find it quite attractive. All too often, however, eNFps fall short in their efforts to be authentic, and they tend to heap coals of fire on themselves, berating themselves for the slightest self-conscious role-playing." --Portrait of the Champion (eNFp) Copyrighted © 1996 Prometheus Nemesis Book Company that's all pretty damn accurate... scary, no? in other news, i discovered yesterday that my early graduate scholarship isn't renewable after all because i graduated 62 days before the policy was changed. and by a policy change, i mean the award was doubled (possibly even tripled) AND made renewable. i have every intention of fighting it to the death tho. i don't care about the extra $1000, i just care about the renewability. and, to be frank, i find the current policy rather unethical. i think that students who received the award and are still in school, or go back to school, should be able to renew their scholarships aswell. we worked just as much of our asses off to graduate in three years before september 1st, 2003 as the students are working to graduate early now. if not harder. if my efforts prove fruitless, i'll probably turn terrorist and blow up all the TEA buildings....and if i find the policy changer, he/she'll suffer a fate far worse than death... can we say, operation dacryphilia? ok. that's my soapbox... ALSO i'm quite excited about this evening. after my math class (which i should really be doing homework for, i'm going to get my rook pierced. don't know what a rook is? go here http://www.bmezine.com/pierce/01-ear/A31121/high/fh8u722b.jpg also, be sure to check out http://www.bmezine.com ... because it's amazing. wish i had the money to become an IAM member.. le sigh... heh. i let my mom choose the piercing.. cause i'm not 18 till next month, so she has to come sign for it. today katie is 19 tho, and she's getting her nose pierced. i'm paying for 10 bucks of it...well, all of the money for it will come out of my pocket, but i owe her 30 of it.. so yeah. heh. i'm excited. don't you hate it when good and bad things coincide? A great pleasure in life is doing what people say you cannot do. - Walter Bagehot Sat, Jan. 17th, 2004, 10:07 pm
GOT USED cards + Dr. Suess = my delimma
we have thes got used cards ( see www.gotused.com ) that we're distributing at work...and so there's this huge spiel we go through. about how upon signing up you're automatically registered to win the scooter in the window.. and when you sign up, you're eligible for random discounts throughout the store..like some textbooks will be a couple bucks off...and then if you spend $300 in our store, colloquium too, and/or rother's combined over the course of the semester, not all at once, we'll send you a $15 gift card in the mail..somewhere at the beginning we assure them that it's a completely free rewards card...and towards the end we tell them that the more they spend in the stores, the more money we send them at the end of the semester..and then we tell them that all they have to do is fill out this little bitty form.. where does suess come in? I want to do it Suess style, in rhyming couplets...the entire spiel...but i've given the spiel like a normal person so many times now, that i can't think suess. so i need help.. any ideas?
Mon, Jan. 12th, 2004, 07:15 pm
started work today. received a nice compliment this evening
blessedlittlegothgirl: oh dear.. you're reading old entries now, aren't you? nonmodal: your mental nonmodal: and intense nonmodal: but its cool blessedlittlegothgirl: what? nonmodal: all i do is write tracks blessedlittlegothgirl: where did that come from? nonmodal: inside i think i thought about it a bit blessedlittlegothgirl: i'm so confused nonmodal: nonmodal: oh nonmodal: sorry nonmodal: kinda high nonmodal: all philosphical thinking here blessedlittlegothgirl: lol. wish i was kinda high.. i was tweakin pretty nicely on wed tho.. nonmodal: man thats evil shit blessedlittlegothgirl: adderol? blessedlittlegothgirl: what are you on? nonmodal: the skanky mexican kind blessedlittlegothgirl: weed? nonmodal: ah i love you mar jane blessedlittlegothgirl: you're really fucked up nonmodal: ah no i am goofy blessedlittlegothgirl: lol blessedlittlegothgirl: it's a great way to be heh. "mental and intense, but it's cool" that's awesome. i'm happy. work was good. met new people. apparently i'm "customer serviice". yes, with two I's. ah the amusement. spent most of the day building things with coupon books and bumping into people i know. like maxey, and rhonda, and maxey's roommate, and tim. how amusing. damnit i don't want to write the page handbook. i want to go to sleep. grr... work at 8:15...gotta find a second job...le sigh
Sun, Jan. 11th, 2004, 12:04 am
i'm wrapped for good from the ringer
well, i've had a really magnificent week. looks like things might just be turning around for me. for those of you with short attention spans, the summary of the awesomeness is as follows: i made lots of connections on set and i got a real job (or "dick job" if you prefer) the more detailed version is like this: i got a job at colloquium on university drive making 5.50 p/h. i start monday and can't film the ringer tuesday and wed. because of it. le sigh. on set i took lots and lots of really really badass photos i met a beautiful beautiful guy named charlie (the reason i brought the camera) who seranaded me chronically and wants me to be in the old school 20 minute westerns he's producing/acting in. i met a man w/a recording studio in his home and many many connections (his name's george mclain and he's an actor/musician/writer/record producer). i met a guy named steven who throws raves for a living and can get me pierced for free....although it's possible that he just wants my ass. chad's gonna let me know about a bunch of tech-work in san antonio. he also taught me some random self defense moves and the elusive one inch punch (which i have yet to master). i may be up for a job on the set of a new talk show when i move to austin. i convinced an obscenely hot guy to get his nipple pierced. and, a professional guitarists (as in making a living playing guitar) want me to come up to austin and sit in with him for a few gigs. it's weird. before filming this week, everything was shitty. and, i mean, i'm not going to school this semester, but everything else seems to be happening. none of it had to do with talent or luck. i'm one of the world's unluckiest people. i broke my ankle the day before opening a show and couldn't perform. and the ankle prevented me from finding a job for over five months...after not being able to keep a steady job for almost two years. so yeah, all of this just has to do with being a sociable, outgoing person with a camera. cause the camera is the reason i wound up with most of the email addresses and contacts that i have now. cause if i hadn't asked charlie if i could photograph him, he wouldn't have brought out his guitar and i wouldn't have wound up singing. and if i hadn't been singing for almost 15 years, i wouldn't be any good. and if i wasn't insanely open about what i want to do, dreams and aspirations i have, things of that nature, G wouldn't have asked me for my information to work on the talk show. isn't it strange how every once in awhile, everything starts coming together? even things you never expected. hmm... i should email charlie.....like, tomorrow....or the next day....so's to not seem anxious or clingy....to see (more specifically) what kind of costume i'm gonna need...and once i've got a decent list of songs i'd like to do, i'll email matt about them...and i may email jeff tomorrow to see if he pierced his nipple like he said he would....and once all my film is developped, i'll email everyone....and if i get bored one of these days i'll email chad about nothing special... but other than that, i'm just waiting for steven (the one who throws raves) to call me to go do something, the producer of the jamie kennedy experience to email me about the talkshow, charlie to call me and say he's in town and bored, and chad to call me about that tech work... i'll be downright gleefull if charlie calls me up. heh. i still haven't figured out how old he is. oh! and i need ideas in the way of bluesy/country/classic rock songs to sing. all suggestions are welcome via email, instant message, or deadjournal comment. thanks! i know there's much more, but i'm tired as hell and need my beauty rest.
Thu, Jan. 1st, 2004, 01:07 pm
maybe jasper does the astro astro
katie and i spent most of new years eve walking around our neighborhood...then in the woods...but before we did any of that, we had pink champaign with her stepmom at 9pm to celebrate new years in greenland. HOW THE WAFFLE DO I POST PICS ON HERE?! i'd really like to post the insanely sultry/sexy photos katie took of me last night in my journal.. but i don't know how... HELP!! oh, and may you all have a rockin new year.
Wed, Dec. 24th, 2003, 09:38 pm
the tears are filling up their glasses. no expression. no expression.
renee just told me she's moving to maryland on january third. i'm terribly excited for her (as she'll be a stagemanagement intern at the olney theatre center in olney maryland. i'm so proud of her. she's going to go so far. but i can't help but be excruciatingly sad that she's going to be so far away where i won't be able to hug her everytime i go into the theatre building... she helped me through a lot, that one. it's gonna be hard to let her go. especially if i don't get to see her before she does... i feel so broken... anyone know why i don't handle losing people very well? cause i'd really like to know... judas i'm gonna miss her... *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ *~*~*~*~*~*~*~ i gave billy the garter i got for him at fredrick's of hollywood and a plate of christmas candy. he gave me the pirates of the caribbean 2 - disk collector's edition DVD... i felt bad, but he seemed to thuroughly enjoy the garter.. plans to wear it when he plays ddr. happy winter solstice/christmas/chanuka/kwanzaa/etc everyone...whatever you're doing, i hope you're enjoying it and aren't entirely alone.. even if it is mandatory fun..
Tue, Dec. 23rd, 2003, 06:23 pm
i found a new word and befriended a hobo.
DERIDE Definition: to speak of or treat with contempt; to mock Example: The awkward child was often DERIDED by his "cooler" peers. Synonyms: scoff, sneer her name is rebecca and she is homeless. we bought her shoes and a backpack...well, katie payed for them because she is a wealthy creditcard owner. ah the amusement. rebecca gave us life advice. she's a the guadalupe street sweetheart. Those who love deeply never grow old; they may die of old age, but they die young. - A.W. Pinero Pisces You blend easily with the crowd. If you're here as a spectator, it's the perfect moment to lose yourself in the experience. However, if you were trying to meet someone, he or she wouldn't even look twice in your direction unless you distinguished yourself with bright colors, loud sounds or wild movements. For those who know that the search is on but prefer to stay lost anyway, wear something that will armor you against feelings of vulnerability. Strangers will help if you ask, depending on whether you want to involve anybody else in your situation. This might be your own puzzle to solve. - By Astrology.com i bought christmas presents with money i don't have yet. **shakes fist at farrelly brothers** send me my check you jackasses! (in the background, katie laughs) roy has yet to email me...perhaps he's forgotten...or he's in dallas having a kickass time with no internet access. either way, i'm still waiting. riding buses all over austin makes for good times. saw a guy with "white" tattooed down the back of his left arm and "evil" down the back of the right.. by their powers combined he is "WHITE EVIL!" met up with dear megan from camp at the mall. 'twas good to see her again. she's so adorable. got dad this great book about small arms (ie: shotguns, rifles, machineguns, submachine guns, handguns, grenades, and grenade launchers). big pretty book. we were sitting in the mall looking at it. just two magnificent young females looking at a book filled with pictures of guns. people walked by looked at us, and grew frightened. almost bought mom an edward gorey alphabet book. she collects alphabet books. but i don't think she'd enjoy one in which all the letters stand for names of children...dead children....who's deaths are explained in the text under the drawings from which tim burton surely drew inspiration from. i need sleep...and elevation for my ankle... RANDOM STORY OF THE DAY: on set the second day, one of the men who's job it was to keep all the extras in order did the most amazing impression of a dogfight i've ever heard. one man. one voice. but you heard at LEAST two dogs. it was magnificent. also, some random extra who apparently is the cousin of a girl with whom i was once friends, did an excellent sloth impression. (for all of you MORONS who don't know who sloth is, he's the rather disfigured incredibly sweet hulkish character kept chained to the floor in the basement of the frettelly's restaurant/lair. he has a predilection towards rockyroad ice cream and baby ruth candy bars. he's also a massive pirate film fanatic/fiend. all this, brought to you by THE GOONIES! if you need further explanation, i will not hesitate to destroy....or enlighten you...and your firstborn.) (cue katie: "baaaaa")
Fri, Dec. 19th, 2003, 01:19 pm
JOHNNY KNOXVILLE IS A PUSSY!
Pisces You like the idea of many things happening all at once. Whether you're acting out of charity or offering a really good deal, your apparent altruism attracts people like pins to a magnet. Groups and institutions benefit from your focus as well as the lucky individuals whose lives you touch. You don't discriminate. The bigger your audience, the easier it is to share your dreams. The stars lend volume to your voice and direction to your message. Even when you give away a piece of your heart, there's plenty to spare. It's impossible for anything to hurt you right now. - By Astrology.com ah the amusement just finished shooting "THE RINGER" yesterday. i was an extra. made 7 bucks an hour to freeze my ass off in the stands and get sunburnt while pretending it's a hot summer day in ireland. heh. oh, and i got payed to meet and get macked on by random guys. good times. met a guy from kenya while i was there. his name's roy, he's 22, and a chemistry major at Texas State. he's real cool. pretty intense tho. dunno how my parents would react were i to go out w/him or bring him home or anything.. so i dunno if it'll turn into something or not. met a whole bunch of people. good times. there was this guy, brad, kind of a punk rocker. wrote on peoples shoes. good times. met some guys who belong to a band based out of houston called 57 state. they have a website http://www.57state.com i haven't checked it out yet tho. they were pretty cool. i met leonard (dunno his last name, but he's playing jimmy in THE RINGER). he was signing and giving out photos of himself right before wrap yesterday. i don't care about autographs, but since i was in the front row, i had to ask him something. totally caught him off gaurd when i asked him, "if you could have a superpower, what would it be?".. he put his sharpie down and thought for a moment w/a goofy grin on his face and then decided he'd like to fly. he then attempted to give me a picture a few times, but they were all subsequently snatched by starstruck girls. it was amusing. later, after wrap, after most of the extras were already gone, johnny knoxville sent his PA (personal assistant, john) out to the edge of the stands to hand out pre-signed photos of the jackass. i saw some crowdage, so i went over to see what was going on. i walked down and looked over the rail to see if anyone interesting was down there. john saw me and forced a photo into my hands. i was like "ok...umm.. thanks?" and put it in my bag. i figure i'll send it to phil or will or rob.. depending on which one i decide loves johnny knoxville the most. yeah, johnny's a pussy. an arrogant pussy. couldn't even take a slap from katie (the little blonde chic on roswell). so they cut the slap from the movie. she just tells him something and then storms off. what a wuss. yeah, so i'm getting sick of typing. so i'm gonna stop.. slowly but surely, all the interesting stories from the past few days will be posted. enjoy them. amusing story of the day: we were booing and heckling johnny (cause the Assistant Director told us to), and this guy yells out "YOU'RE A FUCKING ASSHOLE MAN!!".. after cutting the scene, the AD grabs the megaphone and says "HEY JACKASS IN THE BLUE! WE DON'T NEED THAT KIND OF LANGUAGE! THIS IS THE SPECIAL OLYMPICS!!!" and everyone laughed. mostly we were amused that he'd called him a jackass, seeing as JACKASS is where johnny knoxville received his undeserved fame.
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