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[Jan. 11th, 2006|12:44 am] |
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So I think I might move to Atlanta in April.. |
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[Dec. 12th, 2005|01:51 pm] |
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| | Nine Inch Nails - Somewhat Damaged | ] |
stupid fucking whores... |
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[Nov. 10th, 2005|09:45 pm] |
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| | disgruntled | ] |
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| | Sublime - New Realization | ] |
Okay, how's this one for a bad week.
Your "ex-girlfriend" - the one who lived with you for 5 months and ran off to jacksonville for the hell of it last month - calls you and tells you she's coming home and she's bringing the dog.. and when she gets there, she tells you she left because she found out that the dude she was fucking was trying to fuck her best-friend/roomate so he could have a three-way with them (duh, bitch) and she's upset about it and blah blah blah. Then when she gets to your house, she ignores you, stays on your computer and makes you buy breakfast the next day. did i mention not getting laid? then she decides that she likes jacksonville even though her best friend is as much of a slut as she is and is running around with her sloppy seconds while still living in the same apartment. Oh, and she found out that this guy was a heroin addict. bullshit I tell you.
Then you go to work the next day, on your second week of being scheduled soley for a newly appointed position behind the bar. Go in, get your shit up, only to be told afterward that "Hey, um, we kind of need you to change modes, and, uh, yeah, we need you to bus tables tonight, we kinda need you on the floor" ... then they bring in some dick-ass server, that's never done that job before, to do it. and he sucked ass and I still had to run in and help him do the job. my fucking job. I love it when I expect to do one thing, and then I'm told that I now have to work harder, work longer, and make less money doing it.
Bait & Switch motherfuckers. |
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| and everyone in his life would mistake it as love |
[Sep. 11th, 2005|02:31 pm] |
do i sound mad?
well i guess im a little pissed
every action has a point
five points make a fist
you close em
you swing em
it hurts when it hits
and the truth can be a bitch
but if the boot fits
I got an idea
you should get a tatoo that says warning
thats all, just a warning
so the potential victim
can take a left and safe breath
and avoid you
sober and upset in the morning
i wanna scream fuck you Angie
but the problem is i love you Angie
so instead
ima finish my drink,and have another
while you think about how you used to be my lover |
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| Alright |
[Aug. 31st, 2005|04:55 am] |
1. Reply with your name and I'll respond with something random about you.
2. I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.
3. I'll pick a dish that makes me think of you.
4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me.
5. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory of you.
6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.
7. I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you.
8. If I do this for you, you must post this on your journal. |
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[Mar. 31st, 2005|06:00 am] |
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Happy Birthday Heather!! |
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| St. Patty's Day! |
[Mar. 18th, 2005|12:58 am] |
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Ain't nothing like working for a fat Irish man on St. Patrick's day. |
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| I have 99 problems but a bitch ain't one |
[Dec. 5th, 2004|08:52 pm] |
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| |  exhausted | ] |
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| | Jay-Z- heart of the city | ] |
Yep, so I'm the official guy on the couch at my buddies house. Circumstances which will take me too long to explain.
It's not so bad I guess, I'm used to having no privacy.
It's also refreshing to work for the most unorganized restaurant ever concieved on the planet. Today, over the course of 9 hours, I was Bartender, Server, and Food Expo.
On the flip side, I'm with a really cool chick. That at least makes things a little better. |
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[Nov. 4th, 2004|02:49 am] |
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Well, I partied downtown with a dude that's worth over 22 million dollars.
What ya'll know about all you can drink Goose in tha VIP? |
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