The Crack Inside Your Fucking Heart is Me (Nov 14, 2006)

Current mood:lonely

This might well be the best organized blog ever.

WORK: Its fucking sucking. I'm almost fired, which is both a blessing and a curse. Trent says I'm not allowed to get fired until I have another job, though, so I might have to get on that.

HOME: Is actually ok. I like my apartment. I like my cat. I like the weasels. My house doesn't stink. Its generally very very clean, Though I been slacking a bit and I need to do the dishes.... But it IS pretty far away from my current place of employment. I don't really mind, though. It gets me some excersize.

PERMANENT RECORD: Yes, I got very arrested, and no, I don't know what alls going on with things. I got my car out of impound on Monday, that ran me $200. I have a court date coming up sometime, they haven't told me when. I'm just going to go ahead and tell you what I think is going to happen. I think they are going to yank my lisence for about a year and charge me out the ass for it. I think they will put me on probabtion (non-reporting {maybe}) for about 6 months. I think its all a bunch of suck. For those who have asked, yes, I got picked up by the cops after that too, but not charged with anything. Geez. Read my blogs more often. Lol.

PARENTS: Mom's ticked at me for not borrowing money off of her and instead being broke as hell. Oh, well. Sigrid wants to hang out with me really bad and I wouldn't mind it, but with all the crap going on right now, its very difficult to get down there and back and even have enough time to do it. I miss Dad. Sometimes I think back to me and him laughing (generally after one of us starts quoting "Planes, Trains and Automobiles") and I think about how I'll never get to see him laugh so hard he stops even making any noise. He just sits there and wheezes, takes a gulping breath and wheezes some more. And then we'll calm down for a minute and he'll be like, "Geeeosh...." Yeah, I miss Dad.

LOVE LIFE (or lack thereof...): *The stage lights dim, the curtain slowly drops, the theatre lights come up. The audience silently weeps. I walk away.*         Yeah, thats about right. I think I've finally gotten it through my head now. Sorry it took so fucking long, I'm a little dense sometimes. Yeah.

SOCIAL LIFE: Well, that basically stopped existing when my car got taken away. Crap crap crap. So yeah, from now on if you want to go to the bar with me, you're gonna have to jus come get me. If you want to hang out, either come to my house, or meet me somewhere close to it. But feel free to drop by almost any time. I never really go anywhere. Or, you know, call. Whatever. My Keri and I don't get to chill much anymore these days either, what with her living all the way across town and me not having a car, so my mornings are fairly uninterrupted these days. :'( On the bright side, i think I'm going to Cicero for Thanksgiving in addition to all the other TG plans. Woo! Patrick DEMANDED that I take the day off (even though its triple time) so that he could come abduct me for a while. I can't argue with that.

WWIIII: Me and Rob are trying VERY hard to be civil to each other and quit all this feuding and shit. So far, I think its going relatively well. He still says shit that pisses me right the hell off, and I'm sure I piss him off alot too. But we have reached the point where we can have a conversation without getting pissy, so, I think thats a good thing. I think there's alot to happen yet, before we are on "good" terms, but we are trying. There's apparently a shit-load of crap rumors going about right now about all kinds of shit. Some of them are halfway believeable and some of them are just retarded. {Like the one about me having a 19 year old daughter. Nice, huh?} So, If something seems a little, I don't know.... STUPID? Ask me, ok? Don't go running  around telling everybody, because its likely bullshit. <3

And I think that's it. Bugger.