Good news! I got a job. Bad news, it's temporary again. But this time, it'll be for about four months.
BEST NEWS! The Fest in 48 hours.
10.29.2009
10.27.2009
I love the ocean.
Today I:
Woke up with Gertie at 8:00am. And since she didn't want to go back to sleep, I watched a whole lot of Gilmore Girls.
Ate some Ramen.
Applied for some jobs.
Ate some toast.
Saw a kid fall of his scooter. Proceeded to laugh for a good 10 minutes. (Chelsey: "You should never have children.")
Took Gertie to the dog park. She was really excited about it. Please see the following image:
Ate Moroccan food at the Cous Cous Cafe, located within walking distance of the condo. Man, was it ever tasty.
Went to see Paranormal Activity and had a brilliant time suspending my disbelief and wanting to cry with fear.
TOTALLY saw someone getting road head at a stoplight on the way home. They weren't even trying to hide it.
Watched some Iron Chef.
Drank some tea.
And that brings you up to the current.
See, lately my days go a lot like this (well, minus the road head part...) where nothing too thrilling happens but I manage to have some fun. And when life's moving that slow, it makes blogging feel like running through mud. Really dudes, who wants to hear about the 20-millionth job application I submitted today? No one, that's who. And with facebook/twitter, it seems my exploits are well-documented on the internets. Makes me think that the actual blog might be quietly retiring and dying.
Oh, don't worry, I'll still come around. Me and about 5 thousand other people are headed east this weekend to Gainesville, Florida for The Fest. I plan on seeing about 100 good bands, drinking about 100 PBR's and spending about 40 hours in a car with Matt McHughes and his beard. I cannot think of a finer way to spend Halloween, especially after surviving two years of seasonal retail. It's the sort of event I think I might need another memory card for.
I can tell you this: While life's been somewhat bleak lately, drowning in a sea of unemployment and such, my trip home and the week or so after it have really opened my eyes. And what do I see, my friends? Just the slightest glimmers of hope coming through, and from the most unexpected of sources. Something tells me a weekend in a place I've never been to, surrounded by great music and complete madness will only wake me up more. Can't wait.
Woke up with Gertie at 8:00am. And since she didn't want to go back to sleep, I watched a whole lot of Gilmore Girls.
Ate some Ramen.
Applied for some jobs.
Ate some toast.
Saw a kid fall of his scooter. Proceeded to laugh for a good 10 minutes. (Chelsey: "You should never have children.")
Took Gertie to the dog park. She was really excited about it. Please see the following image:
Ate Moroccan food at the Cous Cous Cafe, located within walking distance of the condo. Man, was it ever tasty.
Went to see Paranormal Activity and had a brilliant time suspending my disbelief and wanting to cry with fear.
TOTALLY saw someone getting road head at a stoplight on the way home. They weren't even trying to hide it.
Watched some Iron Chef.
Drank some tea.
And that brings you up to the current.
See, lately my days go a lot like this (well, minus the road head part...) where nothing too thrilling happens but I manage to have some fun. And when life's moving that slow, it makes blogging feel like running through mud. Really dudes, who wants to hear about the 20-millionth job application I submitted today? No one, that's who. And with facebook/twitter, it seems my exploits are well-documented on the internets. Makes me think that the actual blog might be quietly retiring and dying.
Oh, don't worry, I'll still come around. Me and about 5 thousand other people are headed east this weekend to Gainesville, Florida for The Fest. I plan on seeing about 100 good bands, drinking about 100 PBR's and spending about 40 hours in a car with Matt McHughes and his beard. I cannot think of a finer way to spend Halloween, especially after surviving two years of seasonal retail. It's the sort of event I think I might need another memory card for.
I can tell you this: While life's been somewhat bleak lately, drowning in a sea of unemployment and such, my trip home and the week or so after it have really opened my eyes. And what do I see, my friends? Just the slightest glimmers of hope coming through, and from the most unexpected of sources. Something tells me a weekend in a place I've never been to, surrounded by great music and complete madness will only wake me up more. Can't wait.
10.21.2009
10.07.2009
Back up.
People have the most creative names for wireless networks.
(It's important to note that my condo's network is "Ham is Good")
And please for you to meet Esteban, new friends Adam and Erica's cat. Most cats really do like having the base of their tail scratched, this is no secret. Esteban however, takes it to another level.
Humor's important.
10.06.2009
Better off.
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