WARNING! THE FOLLOWING ENTRY CONTAINS INCESSANT BITCHING!
work SUX, our whole network was down until 2pm yesterday, and then I had all this shit blowing up left and right. I think I threw my back out cramming my enormous bass cabinet into the back of my wee Tercel (yeah, it's possible, but it AIN'T fuckin' easy). At first I thought I was having kidney pains from drinking too much - until someone pointed out that my kidneys are, in fact, MUCH lower (doh!). I still have this annoying cough (and yes, it's "productive", eew!). And today, I'm waiting for an ENORMOUS project that MUST go out tonight and it's already 2:00 (it's caught up in approvals/revisions so I can't start it till all that's buttoned up). Oh yeah - my lane average was 98 last night, I will ALWAYS be a shitty bowler. Oh yeah - i'm almost flat-broke AGAIN.
Things that would cheer me up:
1) A clear 12-pound bowling ball with a tarantula inside.
2) A flat-black El Camino with a gloss-black flame job, brushed steel rims and a bullet-proof engine.
3) the rest of the Gregory Horror Show figures
4) a copy of Junko Mizuno's Hellbabies (mine's been on backorder FOREVER!)
5) The new Black Heart Procession LP - RIGHT NOW! I don't wanna wait till October.
6) A FUCKING BACK RUB!!!!
Someone call me a Whaaaa-mbulance.
-alex
p.s. In a fit of complete nuttiness (and also because the girl was blind drunk and screaming at it for beeping incessantly) I took a hammer to my smoke detector at exactly 5am this morning. I suppose I could have just changed the battery like it wanted me too, but I found smashing it to tiny pieces MUCH more gratifiying. Heh heh.
work SUX, our whole network was down until 2pm yesterday, and then I had all this shit blowing up left and right. I think I threw my back out cramming my enormous bass cabinet into the back of my wee Tercel (yeah, it's possible, but it AIN'T fuckin' easy). At first I thought I was having kidney pains from drinking too much - until someone pointed out that my kidneys are, in fact, MUCH lower (doh!). I still have this annoying cough (and yes, it's "productive", eew!). And today, I'm waiting for an ENORMOUS project that MUST go out tonight and it's already 2:00 (it's caught up in approvals/revisions so I can't start it till all that's buttoned up). Oh yeah - my lane average was 98 last night, I will ALWAYS be a shitty bowler. Oh yeah - i'm almost flat-broke AGAIN.
Things that would cheer me up:
1) A clear 12-pound bowling ball with a tarantula inside.
2) A flat-black El Camino with a gloss-black flame job, brushed steel rims and a bullet-proof engine.
3) the rest of the Gregory Horror Show figures
4) a copy of Junko Mizuno's Hellbabies (mine's been on backorder FOREVER!)
5) The new Black Heart Procession LP - RIGHT NOW! I don't wanna wait till October.
6) A FUCKING BACK RUB!!!!
Someone call me a Whaaaa-mbulance.
-alex
p.s. In a fit of complete nuttiness (and also because the girl was blind drunk and screaming at it for beeping incessantly) I took a hammer to my smoke detector at exactly 5am this morning. I suppose I could have just changed the battery like it wanted me too, but I found smashing it to tiny pieces MUCH more gratifiying. Heh heh.
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takora:
i can relate to SOOO much in that post... but did you try putting a plastic bag over the fire alarm to stop it? not as fun, i know... and if i see a Junko-Hon here i'll pick it up for you, K?
takora:
p.s. a blaring fire alarm at 5am is better than a burst radiator... ouch.