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[12 Apr 2006|02:24pm] |
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Hard to decide really, I can't tell which way I should go. Considering I only possess a total of thirty dollars, I guess I am staying home. Although I feel like I have Dave & Sara withdrawl. Saddening.
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[03 Mar 2006|01:10pm] |
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Being flat broke has its advantages. It helps me save money. However I am supposed to go visit my mom this weekend and I have absolutely zero money to do it with. Yeah good luck on that one. But tonight, Friday night, I bet I can catch some people I know at 4th Coast. Hopefully Farren. Not really hopefully. I just want her to know I still exist and she better stay the fuck out of 4th Coast, yeah. Something like that. And mmm, hamburgers.
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[24 Feb 2006|12:02pm] |
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My apologies. Even though only two or three people ever look at this, I still feel bad for not writing lately. My drive home was amazingly random. No snow in the Rockys, like none. Then in Missouri I stopped at a truckstop just before St. Peters and met these three random people. Waiting for a ride, dont ask. They were nice to talk to though, especially without talking to anyone except the waitress at Dennys for 4 days. Talking to someone was neato. Got to Indy and visited Alicia and people at Ball State. Then I saw Phill and EB people. Girl Bob works here now. Amazing. Saw my mom. Still, I fail to understand why she cant let the small stuff go. The entire time I was there she kept bitching about this and that and getting mad, just before I got there she threw something made outta glass. Wtf? That's my mom. Blake's getting married. Saw Curtis too, but I dont know if I want to see Aaron. He's the one who made my life hell last season. Just cause I'm trying to get my GED, he thinks I shouldnt work here until I have it. Jerk. But hopefully I'll see Alicia sometime soon again, although she says she cant visit until spring break time. I think I'll go see her if that's the case, but I dont get paid for another 3 weeks though. Frush gave me some money, thank god.
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[04 Feb 2006|05:14pm] |
Open up we're coming inside. You cant run so you might as well hide. We got the place covered from head to toe, head to toe.
One week and I go home? Wowzers. Got everything almost that I need, all is left is an oil change and a new tire, I'll wait on the tire until I'm in Arizona or New Mexico. They're cheaper there. Had to replace my starter the other day, damnitall. That was a bitch. Not sure if I can afford to see everyone that I want to. But I'll try. I must go and figure prices with my new mpg (it went up) and the higher gas prices. Shouldnt cost more than 500 for gas. Well, I pray it wont anyways.
PS: My phone doesnt work, so dont call me anybody, okay?!
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[14 Jan 2006|05:02pm] |
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Liz said she missed me. That made my day.
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[14 Jan 2006|04:55pm] |
Quick update on the past 24 hours.
My car broke, fixed it. Then, within one day of fixing it I got pulled over for pulling out of a parking lot in front of someone even though they waved me on and stopped so I could. Then the dumbass cop said my Michigan insurance for my car was no good. So I have to get Californian insurance and the fine for not having it is $1600. Plus whatever the fine is for "failing to yield to traffic." Even if I contest it, I have to pay the $1600 fine. Either way, I'm fucked. So I may not be coming back to Michigan for awhile. Oh yeah, if I dont pay it, I go to jail and have another $1000 tacked on. Tip: dont drive in Cali like you do in Michigan.
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[03 Jan 2006|06:20pm] |
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Oddly exciting yet at the same time it's even worse. They're alright, but no-one is anywhere near comparitively close to how I think. It's almost like no matter what situation arises, my solution is abstract compared to theirs. Today, of course, has proven that. Although there is one. That seems to be a little further above the others. Her name though, her name is too weird. No way I can get into someone with that name, it doesnt feel right. Then again, it's the first day. My opinions could change dramatically. Kinda doubt it.
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[26 Dec 2005|10:24pm] |
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You know what really pisses me off? When I work 18 hours a day and still manage to write a 26 page letter and then have the person on the other end say they're too busy to write back. That just pisses me off.
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[26 Dec 2005|10:08pm] |
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I wish I could be normal. Then, thanks to the wonderful invention of intoxication products, I had a second thought. Being really fucked up is almost like a defense mechanism. Some person might come and talk to me and then I'd say something completely random and fucked up and then it's obvious if they are really all that interested. I remember once at 4th Coast, this really pretty gal sat next to me at the bar and started talking about something extremely inadequate. I just looked at her and said "you should try acid, it'll help," she left immediately following that statement. She went and sat next to the preppy table alone and within twenty seconds the preppy fucks hit on her, before she even said a word. Defense, yes. What a fucked up world this is.
Fuck being normal, I wish I was telepathic, and those people I choose to be telepathic with are also telepathic. Then I wouldnt have to say anything. It'd be like looking at a picture. And if the two pictures look at eachother and think they're worth it, then great. Wouldnt that be better? Maybe I just had too much vodka today. You tell me.
On a side note. I figured out a huge piece of the midwest that I miss. Straight roads. No zig-zags or ninety degree turns, just straight and wide. Like Hoffman road. Oh yeah, two lanes is a biggy. Try driving on interstate 15. Seven lanes and nobody obeys the speed limit and if you do then some jackass is just gonna ride 4 inches from your bumper even though there are six other lanes he could choose from. Tumbleweeds suck ass too. 90 percent of the time you have no choice but to hit them. I'd much rather hit a tumbleweed than have that jackass behind me crash into me. Tumbleweeds dont actually damage you vehicle, but all their little powdery seeds cover your car and then sometimes it even get stuck under the car and is very annoying. Whoever invented tumbleweeds needs to be shot. In the face. Twice.
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[23 Dec 2005|02:43pm] |
So a couple nights ago I stayed up til 7am, saw the sunrise out here. It's way prettier out here than in Michigan. Reflects off the mountains and the haze and is just overall really cool. Got ahold of Todd from camp, he's up in Victorville, which is like 3 hours off. Dont think I can afford to go see him now but before I leave, definately. I wonder if Alyson Ochs will be up there. She's neato. I know they hooked up for a little while at least but I dont know any details beyond that. Excited to see Todd again at least. He wants to go to Disneyland to meet, but thats $70. Goddamn.
Sent a letter to Liz finally, hopefully she gets this one. Probably gonna get it today or tomorrow. I wish I had a picture of her, she's probably one of the most beautiful women I know, unfortunately I barely ever talk to her or see her.
So here's my plan for going home. I'll leave on the 12th or 13th of February, depending on what my boss needs. I'll take the interstate 8 out to the 10 in Arizona and take that until I hit 25 North. That takes me up to Denver, Colorado. Cant drive through the Rockys, some of the elevations of that highway are above 12000 feet. My car would explode probably. I'm amazed its made it this far, so I gotta be nice to it on the way home. So thus I'll go around them, but get close enough to see and take some pictures. Once I get to Denver I'll probably spend the night there just cause it's really gonna be cool, cause you can see the rockys from there. From there I take the 70 East all the way until St. Louis. That'll be the really boring part of the drive. After that I'll go to Indianapolis to see Alicia and Liz and then over to Muncie to see Jess and Alan. They're like an hour apart. From there I'll go over to the 65 North and take that up in Chicago to see Avery and hopefully spend some time there. I really like her. From there I'd take I-94 back to Kalamazoo and see Phill and then go home. Maybe I'll go home first, depends on weather really. I dont wanna be driving on I-94 during a snowstorm. That'd suck. That lets me see most of the things I missed on the way over. Mostly the rockys, but theres some parts on 25 North that are really, cool, like those areas you see in old western flicks with the really tall mesa looking things in the middle of the desert. If at any point though my car says no, I gotta respect that and go a different way. Hopefully I'll buy a phone charger by then and be able to make phone calls on my way out, otherwise I have to save it for emergencies. Or I could just plug it in at coffee shops and mcdonalds and such. Yeah.
I really hope I can save alot of money before I go. Kinda doubtful my car will last the whole way again. Although it is running very well right now, and it's due for another oil change. My car likes the 5000 foot elevations, runs great. Deserts will damage it though, she doesnt like the heat.
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[18 Dec 2005|06:52pm] |
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Two months. I can hold out for two months, right? Hopefully we get some cool new staff. Right now though, this fucking sucks. Two months.
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[02 Dec 2005|03:35pm] |
Slowly becoming comfy at marston. Still wierd. Mountain folk are real nice though, they dont even ask for any id. The crack in the windshield of my car has spread all the way across to the side, damnit. I guess "filling" it doesnt actually do shit at all. Meh. The library in Julian looks like a barn and the bank looks like something outta an old western flick. John Wayne kicks ass yes I know. Two days off then a shitload of work til next weekend, it's a mildly fun job but it doesn't offer nearly as much as other jobs. 23 days til the anti-christ was born. Gonna try to find my mom a nice set of matching knives. Only problem is they gotta have royal blue in them or something, she's going for a theme. Ha, themes.
Anyhows, this week was fun. Yes I admit I had fun. I found myself wanting to sit with kids, wanting to stay in the cabin. Yesterday for instance I only had three cigarettes and those were all during "recess," its like a rest hour after lunch. I came across a DQ hoody, I like it mucho. Yes I'm learning spanish too. Joy.
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[25 Nov 2005|11:53am] |
This job, what's left of it, has become extremely redundant. They refuse to change at all. Since they wont change that kinda leaves me out of just about everything. Julian is a shithole, Poway is alright, equvilant to the size of South Bend or so. I've almost beat Tony Hawk Underground, there's just way too much time here. I need to get stuff done, problem is it that it takes $15 in gas just to go to Poway and back, that's expensive, although I did just fill up my tank at $2.37 per gallon. I'm outta the loop in almost every way. Really sucks.
The better half has also slowly been developing. Very slowly. Finally got my back door to open again, so I strapped my fattie to the roof and my car is actually running very well. I hope she holds out until Michigan. Kolbe was right, as always, he said she'd make it out here and have lots of miles left on her, hopefully enough to come back and then some. Finally called my mom. She took it all rather well. The furthest west she's ever been is Texas so she was intrigued on what's out here. I asked for a camcorder for Christmas, I think I'll be getting a set of knives for her, she needs em pretty badly. I dont have enough money send presents for everyone though. So mom took priority I guess. That's a first. My plan is to send mom's present and give the rest to everyone when I get out there. If I get out there. I have to admit, I like the uncertainty.
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[19 Nov 2005|04:49pm] |
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Finally got ahold of the people I needed to, it's about time. Cant focus on anything right now except getting home. Talked to Duncan for a bit the other day. Essentially though, all is going smoothly, living in the mountains is somewhat exciting. I have a SD County Library membership now, a cop pulled me over just to tell me he liked the NIXON sticker I got on my car. Mountain people are lax. Except you cannot smoke a cigarette on the sidewalk, wtf? Beats me. Still do it, just hide it from the one cop who lives up there. He's a busy fella. Tristan has a boyfriend, one girl I can stop worrying about, so yay. Alicia stopped smoking and drinking kinda for the swim season, all my friends are finally stepping up a step and conquering shit. Even Phill has job and goes to college now. Gotta go, deja vu sucks man, hate it. It upsets me whenever it happens. ...
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[21 Oct 2005|07:17pm] |
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Well I officially think this is odd. Cant get ahold of Brice at Eberhart. Wtf am I gonna do? Guess I'll go to Marston til June but seriously, I'd much rather be with the Brits and Schlapps. Although Marston does have a few hotties. Joy. How am I kidding I couldnt get a date if I was the only guy on the planet. Phill is ignoring me, really pisses me off. Wish he'd just talk to me. I think he thinks that since I am 3000 miles away that there's no reason to talk to me anymore. He doesnt like goodbyes this I know but since I am coming back it isnt goodbye damnitall. Meh. Letter to Triskit, it's 26 pages, I write way the fuck too much.
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[16 Oct 2005|06:49pm] |
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Wish Phill had his phone on.
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[11 Oct 2005|07:05pm] |
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Holy shit, time flies when ya aint thinking about it at all. So this is my lovely situation. I moved to California to escape my place 'cause I thought I didn't have no-one when as it turns out I come to realize I had everyone. More or less. Recently I found a coffeeshop three blocks away from my pad. Can't smoke and they've got really shitty coffee and no music but it's a little closer to home than I am in my bright white nine by nine room thing. Bought a radio for my car, finally. Hope no-one steals that one. Luckily with MP3 Players out, CD Players are cheap ass fuck. In this coffeeshop shithole there are four college aged twats watching "cat-fights" on a laptop and some dude next to me on the other computer. Nothing like 4th Coast. Havent spoken to anyone from home except Jess, Avery and Alisa. Tried to get ahold of Phill but no response. Damnitall. Wish I had some magic. The magic in Cali is fantastic. Truely, utterly fantastic. Baseball is on tv. Lame sport. I need a shower, and a cigarette. Yeah, a carton of reds from Mexico is $17. Yehaww. Phill: if ya read this call me, preferably after 12M your time, I usually work 'til 9pm here. Joy.
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