The whole week, I need to fucking catch up.
Screw this individual posting, if I don't catch up I'll just stop posting. It's driving me nuts.
Saturday - After I regained consciousness I hung out with the brother as much as possible. He wasn't feeling too healthy himself. Drinking is like the devil and my best friend all wrapped in one good time followed by bad. Around 8 I called Eric, my mother, my father and Janice, the fear of not having a telephone or internet makes you want to soak up as much communication as possible, with the most important people I know that don't live in this city. Followed by this we all went down to the Econony Shoe Shop for nachos, those nachos are just incredible. One day I think I shall starve myself and have the whole plate. Yup its happening. I left the gang and headed down to Stage 9 for the Dog Day cd release. Whew, going to shows by yourself is a challenge. I sat in the smoking room for a bit, trying not to look directly at strangers and then went upstairs for some Death by Nostalgia. I was looking frantically for Julia and was beginning to lose hope. The Sycamores were fucking awesome as pure usual and then all of a sudden the beautiful Julia was right infront of me. Woot! From then on I saw everybody, maybe I just go to shows way too early. Julia, Heather, Jared, Beardo and myself all decided to head over to Jared's for some more hanging out. The weather was absolutely ridiculous, when we got to Jared's the rain had soaked my jacket leaving 2 wet spots directly on top of both tits. Classy. I ended up crashing on the couch due to crappy weather and a shitty neighborhood.
Sunday - Woke up, walked home in the dreadful wind. Hung with the brother a bit, made eggs and headed to work. I organized things at work, because thats how I roll and I love cleaning things if it isn't my actual stuff. I resized every single picture from the weekend out of lack of internet boredom. End of day.
Monday - Consulted the telephone people about maybe giving them 80$ to reconnect my internet. And voi-fucking-la, I am reconnected baby. Went to work, did the sub thing, I love making subs. Everybody else who works there would rather do prep work, I, on the other hand, am inlove with making subs. Besides, I fucking love talking to customers, so many people to meet and have random interesting sub related conversations. The bus ride home was so long, based on the fact that I knew the internet would be back. Rob called at 1 in a drunken state, asking to come over. It was hilarious, oh drunk Rob. I spent an ungodly amount of time checking locals and talking to every person imaginable on MSN. I went to bed around 7 to moans of Rob trying to regain some form of life from Savannah's bedroom.
Tuesday - After my 3 hour nap, I say nap because 3 hours is not considered a night of sleep. Sarah called and it was time for moving filming time. I dragged myself out of my bed and headed down to NSCC. Shooting a movie is a fun, but a lot of fucking hard work. I got free food which is always a plus, oh man, a lemon filled doughnut, I almost died. Shooting the movie went on all day, Savannah arrived and I felt 100% more comfortable. We did our thing, wrestled for a knife and a few more shots and scenes. I had to head to work at 8. 8-12, worst shift ever, what kind of day is that? It just kills the 4 best hours of anyone's day.
Saturday - After I regained consciousness I hung out with the brother as much as possible. He wasn't feeling too healthy himself. Drinking is like the devil and my best friend all wrapped in one good time followed by bad. Around 8 I called Eric, my mother, my father and Janice, the fear of not having a telephone or internet makes you want to soak up as much communication as possible, with the most important people I know that don't live in this city. Followed by this we all went down to the Econony Shoe Shop for nachos, those nachos are just incredible. One day I think I shall starve myself and have the whole plate. Yup its happening. I left the gang and headed down to Stage 9 for the Dog Day cd release. Whew, going to shows by yourself is a challenge. I sat in the smoking room for a bit, trying not to look directly at strangers and then went upstairs for some Death by Nostalgia. I was looking frantically for Julia and was beginning to lose hope. The Sycamores were fucking awesome as pure usual and then all of a sudden the beautiful Julia was right infront of me. Woot! From then on I saw everybody, maybe I just go to shows way too early. Julia, Heather, Jared, Beardo and myself all decided to head over to Jared's for some more hanging out. The weather was absolutely ridiculous, when we got to Jared's the rain had soaked my jacket leaving 2 wet spots directly on top of both tits. Classy. I ended up crashing on the couch due to crappy weather and a shitty neighborhood.
Sunday - Woke up, walked home in the dreadful wind. Hung with the brother a bit, made eggs and headed to work. I organized things at work, because thats how I roll and I love cleaning things if it isn't my actual stuff. I resized every single picture from the weekend out of lack of internet boredom. End of day.
Monday - Consulted the telephone people about maybe giving them 80$ to reconnect my internet. And voi-fucking-la, I am reconnected baby. Went to work, did the sub thing, I love making subs. Everybody else who works there would rather do prep work, I, on the other hand, am inlove with making subs. Besides, I fucking love talking to customers, so many people to meet and have random interesting sub related conversations. The bus ride home was so long, based on the fact that I knew the internet would be back. Rob called at 1 in a drunken state, asking to come over. It was hilarious, oh drunk Rob. I spent an ungodly amount of time checking locals and talking to every person imaginable on MSN. I went to bed around 7 to moans of Rob trying to regain some form of life from Savannah's bedroom.
Tuesday - After my 3 hour nap, I say nap because 3 hours is not considered a night of sleep. Sarah called and it was time for moving filming time. I dragged myself out of my bed and headed down to NSCC. Shooting a movie is a fun, but a lot of fucking hard work. I got free food which is always a plus, oh man, a lemon filled doughnut, I almost died. Shooting the movie went on all day, Savannah arrived and I felt 100% more comfortable. We did our thing, wrestled for a knife and a few more shots and scenes. I had to head to work at 8. 8-12, worst shift ever, what kind of day is that? It just kills the 4 best hours of anyone's day.
posted by Lindsay at 5/11/2005
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