You know, get out... get out and don't ever come back!!!!!
alright, (chuckle) fine.
And as I calmly walked out the front door and drove off to take care of other business I figured good riddance. If I never see my mothers side of the family again it will be fine with me. Although I'm sure that's not what she wanted (she seemed to be trying to say something as my stepfather was having his fit) it's what she gets for letting him take control of everything.
Whatever, fuck 'em. I got way to much other shit going on in my life right now to let that concern me. My dad always told me there would be bullshit to deal with when it came to my mother, I just didn't realize how fuckin thick it could actually get.
So anyway, the show I'm trying to do is coming together rther nicely. I'm going out to the venue today with my crew for a tech scout. We're gonna beef the place up a little bit and make this thing a real event, unlike a lot of the half-assed last minute shows put on by a lot of the other cutthroat ass promoters in this city.
And if there is anybody who even dares question my dedication to the local scene, they can ask "One Minute Mile" and "Lamo" who was the only kid to travel two hours out of town to see their show last night. What makes it bad is that two hours is not that long of a drive, plus ..oh yeah I'm dying, and then ummm, I had been working all day, and then there was that business meeting I had to go to Michigan for before turning around and going back through Toledo to get down to Tiffin. (wtf)
I guess I'm pretty much preaching to the choir here though, because 9 out of 10 Toledo bands tell me they'd rather play a show for me than anyone else anyway because "you're one of us man, you're like really in it for the music."
Whatever. I'm just a poser to. I'm sure given the proper opportunity I'd sell out too. But until then, I do it because I want to. I damn sure ain't getting much benefit from it at this point.
So I feel even better today, but still not 100%. I wonder if I could go buy a hole in the head someplace? I'm sure theres a couple of haters out there who would love to supply one for me.
Anyway, I got this picture, one from way, way back in the day before I was an ugly ass fucker that pretty much says everything that needs to be said about my personality. As soon as I get enough time to utilize someone elses scanner I think I may have up a profile pic that I know you all have been waiting so anxiously for. But to be fair, I guess I'll have to find a recent one too, because I'm telling you, I really ain't that cute anymore. I think I've really let myself go. That kind of happens when you live out of your car for a while. and I'm still not completely settled into this new place. Don't think I want to be. I'll probably move again before the end of February, but that's another journal entry in itself.
alright, (chuckle) fine.
And as I calmly walked out the front door and drove off to take care of other business I figured good riddance. If I never see my mothers side of the family again it will be fine with me. Although I'm sure that's not what she wanted (she seemed to be trying to say something as my stepfather was having his fit) it's what she gets for letting him take control of everything.
Whatever, fuck 'em. I got way to much other shit going on in my life right now to let that concern me. My dad always told me there would be bullshit to deal with when it came to my mother, I just didn't realize how fuckin thick it could actually get.
So anyway, the show I'm trying to do is coming together rther nicely. I'm going out to the venue today with my crew for a tech scout. We're gonna beef the place up a little bit and make this thing a real event, unlike a lot of the half-assed last minute shows put on by a lot of the other cutthroat ass promoters in this city.
And if there is anybody who even dares question my dedication to the local scene, they can ask "One Minute Mile" and "Lamo" who was the only kid to travel two hours out of town to see their show last night. What makes it bad is that two hours is not that long of a drive, plus ..oh yeah I'm dying, and then ummm, I had been working all day, and then there was that business meeting I had to go to Michigan for before turning around and going back through Toledo to get down to Tiffin. (wtf)
I guess I'm pretty much preaching to the choir here though, because 9 out of 10 Toledo bands tell me they'd rather play a show for me than anyone else anyway because "you're one of us man, you're like really in it for the music."
Whatever. I'm just a poser to. I'm sure given the proper opportunity I'd sell out too. But until then, I do it because I want to. I damn sure ain't getting much benefit from it at this point.
So I feel even better today, but still not 100%. I wonder if I could go buy a hole in the head someplace? I'm sure theres a couple of haters out there who would love to supply one for me.
Anyway, I got this picture, one from way, way back in the day before I was an ugly ass fucker that pretty much says everything that needs to be said about my personality. As soon as I get enough time to utilize someone elses scanner I think I may have up a profile pic that I know you all have been waiting so anxiously for. But to be fair, I guess I'll have to find a recent one too, because I'm telling you, I really ain't that cute anymore. I think I've really let myself go. That kind of happens when you live out of your car for a while. and I'm still not completely settled into this new place. Don't think I want to be. I'll probably move again before the end of February, but that's another journal entry in itself.
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lx:
You are only 22, you can't have gone that far down hill.
cyanidegrin:
I work at the Olive Garden on Monroe and Talmadge wed. thru sat. nights. I've got a degree in digital media and photography so you'd think i'd do something with it, but it's had to find stuff around this place. But for now slinging the juice pays the bills just fine.