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fuck it. livejournal is gay with a capital G A Y. the only reason i'm posting in this thing is to let those of you who didn't already know, that after this week, i'm no longer going to have internet access. if you were wondering about how my life is going... i'll just say that if we were actually friends, then you wouldn't have to read about it on the fucking internet. *note* this does not include all of my friends from abroad who aren't awesome to see me on a regular basis (move to california you faggots). anyway... i'm happy, that's what matters. so, if for whatever reason you'll need to get in touch with me after 11/15 and can't do so without the internet, get in touch with me ASAP via instant messenger. my aim name is the same as my user name. peace out and I'LL SEE YOU IN THE REAL WORLD.
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[30 Aug 2003|02:28am] |
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i'm getting so lazy about updating this thing. oh well, fuck it. the rundown of the past couple of weeks is basically this: i went to a handful of shows (ringworm, terror, bane, a perfect murder, etc.), i partied a little bit, kiana stayed here for a week, and i got a new schedule and a raise at work. overall, it's been an amazing 2 weeks. on the downside, summer is over, and fat matt, jamey, and dimango all moved far away for school. shit sucks. also, kiana has only been gone for one day, and i already miss her like crazy. it's wierd, i've never considered myself to be a dependent person, but sometimes i feel so lost without her. i look forward to the day that she calls me and says she's moving up here. for the most part though, i can't complain. my life right now is better than it's been in a long time (or possibly ever). i'm in love with a beautiful girl (who loves me too), i have great friends, my job is getting MUCH better, and even band shit is (finally) starting to come together for me. it seems like shit is finally starting to go my way, hopefully life won't change that.
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[16 Aug 2003|03:32pm] |
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so i ended up going to sink with cali fest. it was pretty fun. band-wise i didn't think it was very good, but hanging out was awesome. all the norcal kids pretty much just dominated the beach for the weekend. i actually missed day 2, because i had to come home and go to work. shitty. fireworks don't like me. one blew up on my hand and another blew up inside the van on my pillow. i took a shit in the ocean. that was pretty fun. work sucks. my boss snapped at me for asking about my new hours. she basically told me she didn't give a fuck about my schedule, that i wasn't getting my new hours and that's the way it is because she said so. shit's discouraging. i feel like i work hard for nothing. i travel and go places and i have fun, but then i always have to go back to work and i want to die. they're always giving me praise about how i'm such a good worker and how they want to promote me or whatever, yet when i try to get a new schedule, it's out of the question. shit is ass backwards. one of my bosses actually tried to have a heart to heart with me. she asked if i hated working there, and if i was doing ok. it was kinda funny. mark my words, i will never, EVER, have a heart to heart with anyone that i work with (unless you're sara). so kiana is here this weekend, but she's at great america with the girls. so here alone i sit, listening to racist metal and doing laundry. if anyone wants to hang out today, just call me.
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[08 Aug 2003|05:15pm] |
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so it's been a while hasn't it? i told myself i was over having a livejournal, but i'm REALLY bored right now and figured i'd just write to pass the time. anyway, so what's new with me? umm... i turned down my promotion at work. i decided it just wasn't worth the extra money to lose out on my weekends off. i think it was a wise decision. kiana has been up here alot lately. i like it. she's supposed to move up at the end of the semester, so i'm looking forward to that. my mom has been looking at houses all over the greater bay area lately. i think she's shooting for moving to either benecia or the valley. i don't really like either of those places, so i'm gonna talk to my grandma about staying here until kiana moves up in january. what else? band shit is finally starting to come together, so i'm stoked on that. i bought a new bike last week. i like it. on tuesday i got off work early to go see integrity in sf. they didn't play. good thing we have crews around to "run shit", otherwise we might actually get to see bands we want to see. i woke up on wednesday and my back felt like shit in a garbage bag. i called in sick to work and pretty much just layed in bed all day. that brings us to now. i'm thinking about going to sink with cali fest in socal this weekend with for the crown. i'm not really sure if it's a good idea though. i think i could get a ride back home and be at work on time for sunday, but i don't really know if i'd want to chance it. especially considering that i missed work the other day. anyway, i'll figure it all out.
15 Years Ago, I:
1. was 6 years old
2. had fucked up teeth
3. was in the first grade
4. wanted to be a cowboy and have a helicopter (odd combination right?) when i "grew up".
5. started to realize that life was far from perfect.
10 Years Ago, I:
1. was in junior high.
2. got caught stealing for the first time.
3. started smoking.
4. started to get in trouble / stopped giving a fuck.
5. found punk rock (9 years ago anyway).
5 Years Ago, I:
1. was a pothead.
2. caused ALOT of trouble at school.
3. got kicked out of school.
4. moved into my grandma's house.
5. found the norcal hardcore scene (and was no longer a victory kid)
3 Years Ago, I:
1. was REALLY fat.
2. went vegetarian.
3. quit smoking.
4. stopped being a complete piece of shit.
5. started getting my shit together.
1 Year Ago, I:
1. lived in an apartment in sf.
2. joined a band.
3. went on tour.
4. moved back home.
5. met the most amazing girl ever (kiana, duhh...).
Yesterday, I:
1. went to work.
2. ate a burrito.
3. hung out with lazzy
4. got my paycheck.
5. stayed up until 6:00 am.
Today, I:
1. slept until 1:00 pm
2. ate kix cereal.
3. played my drums.
4. hung out with phil?
5. left for socal?
Tomorrow, I:
1. may or may not be in socal.
2. may or may not mosh.
3. may or may not sell ftc's merch.
4. may or may not get any sleep.
5. will miss kiana.
5 Things I'd Buy With $1000:
1. tattoos.
2. drum shit
3. clothes.
4. a gun.
5. a deposit on an apartment.
Top 5 Bands Lately:
1. anything wigger (ie ADFES, merauder, biohazard, etc.)
2. pussy shit (coldplay, oasis, cranberries)
3. pantera
4. the roots
5. deftones
5 Things I'm Wearing:
1. blue jeans
2. black ringworm shirt
3. adidas shoes
4. death threat belt
5. kangol beanie
3 Bad Habits I Have:
1. procrastinating.
2. being a dick.
3. biting my nails (yes, i know it's gross).
3 Interests at the moment:
1. eating a burrito / getting out of the house.
2. the new band.
3. kiana marie northup.
3 TV Shows I Like:
1. seinfeld
2. simpsons
3. NOT reality shows
4 Places I've Lived:
1. sf
2. israel
3. concord
4. what's next?
My Top 3 Biggest Worries at the Moment:
1. not enough money
2. not enough time
3. that's all
My Top 5 Biggest Joys at the Moment:
1. kiana.
2. my friends.
3. my family.
4. hardcore.
5. knowing i'm better than 99.9 % of the world.
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[22 Jul 2003|04:19am] |
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i can't sleep. work starts at noon tomorrow, and i am definitely un-stoked. they want to promote me. sounds cool right? it's not. i'd be giving up my weekends off and pretty much whatever social life (or lack there of) i have right now. missing out on shows, hanging out with friends, and my weekends with kiana hardly seems worth the (very little) extra money or the cool points on my resume. anyway... i'll think about it. band shit is finally starting to come together for me. well, half of us are in place anyway. we're supposed to start playing sometime soon. i really need to step up my drumming. not being in a band for the past few months has left me even more out of shape than before, and whatever little stamina and playing ability i had, has been completely obliterated by my laziness, and excessive burrito intake. i'd really like to join a gym and get back into some sort of excercise routine. i really need a new bike too. first things first though, i need to pay back the debts i owe. god i miss vacation. that's basically just how i imagine life being like all the time. hanging out, doing whatever, whenever i want. i wish i could go back in time to 3 weeks ago.
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[17 Jul 2003|02:13am] |
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so i'm home. our flight got in on tuesday night. the trip was great. i had alot of fun, but it feels good to be back in california. kiana just left a few minutes ago. i miss her already. it's wierd, after being with someone practically non-stop for the past 3 weeks, you'd think that i'd want to kill them. well i don't. i have to go to work in about 2 hours. i kinda forgot what it was like. hopefully it doesn't suck. tomorrow is my weekend. how funny is that? work 2 days, off 2+ weeks, work 1 day, off 2 days. so let's see here... left for syracuse on wednesday the 2nd. the flights sucked. we were constantly surrounded by screaming children, and neither one of us had slept at all that night. we met up with jaimie, got to the room and ordered pizza. that pretty much set the pace for the rest of the trip. the pizza that is. syracuse was HOT AS FUCK. jordie and wilson got to syracuse the next day, where wilson flaked on the room and i nearly snapped. everything worked out in the end though. friday was day 1 of hellfest. long lines, dust, heat, metalcore and lemonade pretty much summed up that day. i still had fun though. saturday was much better. no warning, until the end, death threat, champion, terror, first blood and the bouncing souls all played that day. it was really long but super fun. went back to the hotel where there was drama and our toilet was broken. oh... if anyone ever tells you to go eat at "hk" in syracuse, don't go. that shit fucking sucked. sunday was a way more chill day at the fest. only a few bands i actually gave a shit about. i did manage to get kicked in the hand every single time i danced for a band though. bury your dead played a surprise set at the end of the day, i fucked my hand up during their set and everyone MADE ME go to the emergency room (if you hear otherwise, they're fucking lying). we were stuck there for over 5 hours. shit sucked. apparently they had been really busy with all the kids getting smashed at hellfest and whatnot. we found out that i had sprained (pussy shit) 3 of my fingers on my left hand. shit was gay like aids. we left for wilkes barre via greyhound the next day. i guess we missed an early bus by less than 5 minutes. weak. we the choice of taking an earlier bus, going through nyc, and being on it for 7 hours, or waiting 6 hours and spending 4 hours on the bus. we waited, and we arrived in wilkes barre that night. that place is a shithole, despite the fact that they sell path of resistance shirts at the mall. anyway, this dude nick gleco (awesome dude who should come to cali soon) hooked us up with places to stay, and we went swimming in his pool. we stayed with this one dude named rich, where he let us do laundry, but later on, his dad took all of our shit over to nick's house because he didn't want us to stay anymore. then rich's girlfriend amber, (who was totally nice) let us crash at her place. on wednesday of last week, we checked into our home of 5 days, the red roof inn. our bed was HUGE. and like every night after posi numbers, i would come back to the hotel and watch "the patriot". it was pretty awesome. posi numbers was pretty weak in comparrison to hellfest. but it was AMAZING to see integrity. and of course, bands like death threat and terror was awesome as usual. the fest ended on a really weak note though. the promise was the only band i wanted to see at all on sunday, and they didn't even headline. i was glad to leave wilkes barre on monday morning. the kids were super nice, but that place is a real shithole. i can honestly say i have no desire to ever move to the east coast. we took the greyhound back to syracuse where we stayed at an econo-lodge and got a free ride to the airport. flying sucks. we pretty much crashed out as soon as we got in on tuesday. yesterday was spent swimming and eating mexican food. oh yeah, we went to food court last night, and i almost harked. that brings us to now, where i have to go get ready for work. fuck updating livejournal. the end.
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[01 Jul 2003|03:23am] |
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so i should be packing right now, but instead i'm writing in this fucking thing. i'm so stoked for my trip. up until about 3 days ago it seemed like it was so far away. to be honest it kind of snuck up on me. i feel like i have a million and one things to do before i leave, but in reality i know all i really have to do is pack my bag and get to the airport on time. i'm the king of doing shit last minute. anyway... this last week was awesome. even work was ok. just knowing that i had 2+ weeks of vacation coming up kept me from snapping multiple times. kiana has been spending alot of time up here lately too. i love it. i love her. too bad it's been so fucking hot. we've been trying our best to avoid the heat by sleeping with that fan on high, going to the (air conditioned) mall, swimming, and inhaling gallons upon gallons of jamba juice and pearl drink. so far it's been working. memo's is the shit and i highly recommend that all of you go and eat there. in gay news, jacob is moving back to the east coast for a few months. asshole. i'm gonna miss that guy. matt rohrer is in rome right now. he says it's cool. i wonder if he misses fishing yet? he was telling me about hot $10 dollar spanish hookers, so he must be having some kind of fun. dana gets to go on tour in europe with integrity (all expenses paid) for 6 weeks. i'm pretty jealous. that's about it for now. i'll be gone for the next couple of weeks, so if anybody needs to talk to me, call my cell phone. it won't always be on, but i'll be checking my messages. anyway... i love you all, but i REALLY need to go pack right now. lates.
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[23 Jun 2003|03:27pm] |
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life fucking snaps me sometimes.
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[23 Jun 2003|01:13am] |
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i had an awesome week. kiana came over twice, i partied like it was 1999, i ate HELLA food, i got new clothes and shoes (courtesey of kiana), and i just basically ruled ass at life... basically. work is ultra gaids. i'm so sick of that place. we got hella new kids working at tower now, they all suck. east coast trip in 10 days. i'm fucking stoked breh. my friends need to stop acting like fucking retards. drama is fucking gay. the end.
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[19 Jun 2003|02:12pm] |
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i don't know what the hell is going on with my friends lately. i seriously love you all, but i just don't really know what to think sometimes. i'm gonna save you all from a long ass rant about friendship, and how it's supposed to be, and the assholes you're all acting like, etc. etc. just pull your shit together. on the other hand, life is being good to me right now. i picked up more hours at work (making me 100% full time), which means my wallet will be a little bit fatter. kiana came up on tuesday night, and left on wednesday night. we went shopping for clothes and shit for summertime. she dropped me off at work, which actually wasn't that bad. i'll see her again tomorrow, so i'm stoked. her coming here is such a weight off of my shoulders. i feel like i can just relax, chill, and just basically do whatever sounds cool, as opposed to me rushing to get to santa cruz and trying to cram a week's worth of shit into a day and a half. good times. yeah... nothing much more to say. anyway, i gotta get ready for work.
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[19 Jun 2003|02:09pm] |
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[19 Jun 2003|02:36am] |
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i don't get it, but everyone else seems to be doing it...
| xbignatekillsx | | Magic Number | 10 | | Job | Conservationist | | Personality | A Worrier, I Worry That I Worry Too Much | | Temperament | What You Lookin' At? | | Sexual | Gay | | Likely To Win | Another Gold Star | | Me - In A Word | Divine | | Colour | | | Brought to you by MemeJack |
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... and i like how even this thing thinks i'm gay
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[13 Jun 2003|04:58am] |
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it's 5:00 in the fucking am. kiana graduates today, so i'm going to santa cruz. i'll be meeting her dad, aunts, uncles, and cousins for the first time. i don't understand why the idea of meeting her relatives freaks me out so much. i think i'm just being a big pussy, but i just really want them to like me. and yes, i am a douche bag. in approximately 3 hours, my mom will be coming into my room to use the computer for some online class registration bullshit. so homo. as usual, work sucks, but it's the weekend, so i don't really have anything to complain about for the next 2 days. noah's graduating on saturday, so i'll be seeing my family then. oh wait, i just remembered, i do have something to complain about... MY FUCKING FAMILY. if there ever was a group of people i identified with and just generally got along with less... well, you get the idea. anyway, there'll be good food, and since i'm a fat kid, i'll deal. the shows this weekend should be fun, although i haven't yet decided which one(s) i'll be going to. jaimie turns 21 on sunday. something about a root beer keg at his house? should be good times, it's just too bad i'll have to leave early for work. band-wise the wheels are finally turning for me, so i'm happy about that. what else? the east coast trip is looking awesome. kiana did an amazing job planning that shit out. i'm fucking stoked. saturday is BY FAR the best day of hellfest. the line up that day is something like: the bouncing souls, death threat, terror, no warning, until the end, first blood, insert other amazing bands here _______, so hopefully i won't die. i think that's all for now. goodnight everybody.
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[10 Jun 2003|01:19am] |
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so for the most part, today was a good day. i got clothes for the upcoming graduations and went to the terror show. the show was fucking awesome. ratty mcratrat made an apprearance during first blood. shit was hard. during most precious blood i fucking ruined my shin, so vogel made me an ice pack (thanks mom), and we talked about tattoo's and merauder. good times. terror was fucking off the hook (as usual). after the show, we went to berkeley, where (according to lazzy and noah) "i got us lost", and apparently i'm not allowed to sit shotgun anymore either... pussies. for some gay reason, felix was gone and the satay house was closed, so i just got 2 veggie dogs instead. i'm in pain, and i don't want to go to work tomorrow.
p.s. sara is awesome for loaning me $10.
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[09 Jun 2003|01:51pm] |
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finding nemo fucking ruled. anyone who hasn't seen it yet, needs to get off their ass and go to that shit, because it was amazing. i love my weekends, but i hate sundays. the day is far too long and it goes by way too slow. yesterday at work i ate almost a whole vegan pizza (minus a slice or 2) over the course of my 9 hour shift. i also almost got into it with some cholo dude with an entourage of 12 year old girls (i'm not even joking). kid was a chump. you'd be surprised at how many dreams i had last night where people were trying to kill me with axes, saws, and baseball bats and shit. fucking wierd. i actually got up BEFORE noon today (first time in forever when i actually didn't have to). now i have to go buy some khaki's, shoes and shirts for graduations and other nice summery occasions. i'll see everyone at the terror show tonight.
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[05 Jun 2003|02:38am] |
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wow, just barely an hour between entries. i'm bored and i'm far from sleepy, so i'm filling out this survey. it's probably for chicks, but since i'm gay, we'll let it slide.
THREE THINGS THAT SCARE ME:
01 | rodents
02 | iv needles
03 | suffocating
THREE THINGS I LOVE:
01 | my friends / family
02 | music
03 | kiana
THREE THINGS I HATE:
01 | liars
02 | fakes
03 | ignorance
THREE THINGS I DON'T UNDERSTAND:
01 | girls
02 | my family
03 | life
THREE THINGS ON MY DESK:
01 | cd's
02 | magazines
03 | a lamp
THREE THINGS I'M DOING RIGHT NOW:
01 | filling this thing out
02 | listening to jawbreaker
03 | not wearing a shirt
THREE THINGS I WANT TO DO BEFORE I DIE:
01 | have a family (ie get married and have kids)
02 | travel
03 | stay happy
THREE THINGS I CAN DO:
01 | play drums
02 | listen
03 | talk shit
THREE WAYS TO DESCRIBE MY PERSONALITY:
01 | honest
02 | sincere
03 | funny
THREE WAYS TO DESCRIBE MY LOOKS:
01 | fat
02 | ugly
03 | hairy
THREE THINGS I CAN'T DO:
01 | drive
02 | forgive
03 | let go
THREE THINGS I THINK YOU SHOULD LISTEN TO:
01 | the bouncing souls
02 | buried alive
03 | lifetime
THREE THINGS I DON'T THINK YOU SHOULD LISTEN TO EVER:
01 | techno
02 | country
03 | anything that's ever been played in a grocery store
THREE THINGS I SAY THE MOST:
01 | hella
02 | fuck
03 | good times / let the good times roll
THREE THINGS YOU'D LIKE TO LEARN:
01 | patience
02 | tolerance
03 | how to drive (eventually)
THREE SHOWS YOU WATCHED WHEN YOU WERE A KID:
01 | gi joe
02 | bonanza
03 | teenage mutant ninja turtles
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[05 Jun 2003|01:22am] |
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so i definitely just heard about 2 dozen gunshots come from the park by my house. it's funny because i live in the "nice" (ie least white trash) part of concord. megan (fat matt's girlfriend) is here, and she has a cute as fuck kitten with her. i played with it for like half an hour. work sucks because tower is all fucked up right now, and i hate asshole customers. they swear that 1. i give a shit 2. i'll make an acception to the rules for them and 3. i care about my job. well, jokes on them, because i most defintely hate every asshole who sets foot in my store. we've lost 9 people in the last 7 or so weeks, 4 of which have been in the last 2 weeks. all of them quit, does that tell you anything? on top of not staffing anyone, shitty pay, bad hours, etc. etc. they're not planning on hiring anyone new for a while. so basically, things will just stay the way they are and probably even get worse.
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[04 Jun 2003|01:50pm] |
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THE BOUNCING SOULS ARE ON HELLFEST!
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[04 Jun 2003|04:33am] |
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holy shit. it's almost 5:00 am and i'm still awake. this is starting to become a bad habit (again). nothing much to report today. i'm pretty much just writing out of sheer boredom and insomnia. work was ok, pretty uneventful for the most part. i had a falafel after work. that's about it. the heat sucks. i need a haircut really badly. i miss my friends. i haven't been to a show in what seems like forever. all this not being depressed is making me lazy. i think noah is dying of sars or the ebola virus or something. the dude just won't stop hacking shit up. pray for death is a good record. i wish i had money to buy stupid shit (and more importantly, live) with. the east coast trip plans are coming together nicley. i can thank kiana for that, because i haven't done shit. without her, i'd probably be fucked. no wait, i take that back, i'd probably be dead (hey... it could happen). i have like 37 graduations to go to next week, so hopefully i won't die from heat stroke between now and then. mid to late 90's nyhc is the shit. would someone please tell lazzy to eat his vegetables?
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[02 Jun 2003|08:21am] |
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so the weekend was good. i spent most of it in santa cruz with kiana. i left on friday night and i came back sunday morning. we didn't do really do that much, just ate vallarta, hung out downtown, and rented some movies, but it was still a really good visit. i miss her already. when i came back up to the bay, albany mike picked me up at the bus station and we went for burrito's. after that, he took me back to the new (new to me anyway) spot. it's really nice. i had to be at work at 4:00 pm, so he dropped me off at bart pretty soon after. got to work, and did next to nothing for a few hours. at about 8:30 pm we ended up closing the store because we had been taken over by bees. fucking random right? apparently, there is a beehive somewhere in our ceiling. on saturday morning, an exterminator came to get rid of a few measily bees that were just hanging out in the store (apprently some people haven't heard of windex and fly swatters). yeah well, that guy didn't do shit because there are tons of pissed bees trying to over run the store. sara got stung too. anyway... we closed early and then me and sara went over to holiday inn where matt and phil were "working". apparently working now consists of throwing chairs and potatoes at your friends, while phil pervs a dish and i eat ice cream and pizza. let the good times roll. afterwards, we went swimming at phil's house. sara doesn't swim, cause SHE'S A BIG FAG, so she just ate vegan ice cream. phil molested me for a little while and matt claimed to pee in the pool. it got late, so we got out of the pool and watched the spinal tap movie. dumbest movie ever. i came home and passed out while listening to skarhead (hell yeah nigga).
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