Friday May 25, 2007

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I might end up getting a job at a leather shop down in San Jose. I'm not sure if I'm really down for it. I haven't had a desire to be around any kind of motorcycles for long periods of time since my uncle was killed (I was twelve). But since my dad has just gotten an '84 Shovelhead in damn near mint condition, coerced my middle brother to get an '06 custom Sportster and, owes me $4K ... still.

I guess he's trying to set me up with a job. I got another waitressing gig around here, close to the house so if I want to, I can just walk it. I appreciate his help and all, but I'd be happier if he just paid me back the money I lent him a month ago mad

Going to a party tonight at the house that one of my friends has been hence forth banished from. I'm allowed, though. Two kegs of probably some shitty beer, about 50+ people I knew from high school, and most likely, this fellow

Mike. Boxer, waiter, complete douchebag. And due to recent events of, well, striking out with men and women I'd actually WANT to have a relationship with, I've been hanging around with this knob. We have been messing around, his exgirlfriend still lives in the house with him, and he doesn't want to "cause more drama", but that probably means he's still banging her. blackeyed
I should do some intense cleaning of the domicile before I even consider going out and getting smashed tonight. -sigh-
Not a fan of all of this, really ... ARRR!!!

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HAHAHAHAHAHA love

SPOILERS! (Click to view)
What an amazing night. It was strange enough being one of the only girls at the party for a good few hours, it was also very strange to have one absolutely stunning girl choose to stick with me the whole night, snub the guy whom I had pictured above AND ask for my number by the end of the night. God she was adorable. I haven't goofed over a girl in a while. I hope the pictures turn out. wink

not_jon:
Wow mucho interesting life… o. The most interesting thing to happen to me of late was that my girlfriend suggested a John Lennon and Yoko Ono day, tomorrow. I think this was her fun way of saying lets stay in bed and mess about. However I couldn’t help but imagine it to mean the alienation of all my friends, the taking up of strange practises, and ultimately ending in some nut job shooting me. Lucky I am English and was able to internalise the whole episode while appearing perfectly happy on the outside leaving her none the wiser to my panic attack.

My up bringing has gifted me with all the tools I require to hide the fact that I am faulty and have abnormal thought processes. tongue

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