jackbrown

i've determined that work is dangerous for me. last weekend i almost killed myself trying on a clutch baseball cap of all things. i was talking to one of our security guys and fell off a keg. i ended up hurting my hip and left arm. then friday night the heat gun that we use to seal caps on the booze bottles started shooting flames out of the switch, which was almost funny because this happened while it was in my hand and it didn't occur to me to put it down. last night i ended up covered in bruises and cuts with no idea how i did any of it (worthy of noting that last night was the only night i wasn't drinking while working)

last night was a weird one, i never really got a chance to stop at all until the show was over. it was like 6 and a half hours straight of working without taking a breather. i took a few minutes at the end to talk to sarah, which was weird and kind of sucked. she looked incredible and it was the first time i had seen her at all since we broke up. it was good talking to her though so i can't complain too much i guess.

tonight i'm going to see Hellmouth play at a skate shop my friend owns. should be fun, they are the best post suicide machines band that any of the guys have done so far (hifi hand grenades was a very, very close second) tomorrow i have a final then have to go to work to finish the stuff i didn't get done last night. then tuesday is my last final and i'm taking a really cute girl i've sort of known for a long time to see the dropkick murphys/ h20 show. pretty stoked on the next couple of days