neakylikeaninja

ive been dealing with depression for like...ummm well itll be 27 years at some point this month.

i rather like VA beach. i spent a lot of time there when i still lived in VA.

Sorry it took me so long in getting back. yes Ruth Orkin is Awesome. That is nice that you have her Photo "American Girl in Italy", but you have your out for the everyone to see.. awesome..

Licking a hot car is... hot.

I'm staying at my parents for the week. When i get back to my house (and my normal life) I will download AIM. Promise. For now, I guess leaving comments is the only way to go.

'Night.

hey, nice car... i've owned two 81 Z28s, now i own a 71 SS...

love girls in camaros

i fucking hate people who think they are entitled to some sort of preferencial treatment. i could never do waiting because id get fired. i have such a low tolerance for BS. but i always tip well, regardless of how small the bill is.

Decorating rocks. I remember first moving into my old apt. and putting up all the framed posters and stuff, and deciding where the couch and things went.
Sorry about your rat. That's so sad.

I could've worked tonight but they didn't need me. Saturday tips are great but I need a night to get my shit together and actually go out and have fun for once!

I'm bored. How was work? Make good tips?

I'm at my parents house this week and it sucks. Scratch that, everything is okay up until it's time for me to go to sleep. I'm like Goldilocks. My mom's bed is too soft, my dad's bed is too hard, and the guest bed is too small. So, last night I slept on the dog hair covered couch. Yay.

Okay, I'm gonna go bitch to someone else now. Talk to you later.

Oh, and when I get back to my house, I'll get AIM. I had it once before but my roommate was talking to some girl on there who he was cheating on his girlfriend with. She lived two towns over and he saw her all the time (probably more often than he saw his own g/f). He got rid of it, cause he was all panicked that his girlfriend would find out. Of course, she found out anyway. And that was a lot of fun.

Later.

I am rested ... nicely rested. Although out of a job ... which sucks ... but I shall have to make the best of it and find one soon. Not like there aren't any out there. LOL

cute

You adopted your snake's food......that pretty funny. I bet your snake doesn't like you that much right now.

Congrats on your new pet. You should call her Houdini, because she is an escape artist. I'm glad you decided to keep her, she had a will to live.

Careful with those sleepers! I know how you feel though. I used to stay up worrying about the different parties I served throughout the day. I'd wake up in the middle of the night and realize "Oh shit!" that I forgot somebody's refill or something.
It usually goes away once you get used to the place. In the meantime just try to get as many of those massages as you can. It sounds like your man takes good care of you.

Your coked-out waiter story is hilarious! That guy was a total douche. One time I was at a diner and the waiter had big bugged-out eyes that were all bloodshot, and he was sweating like crazy. He kept trembling and forgetting things and acting weird, and we figured he was probably smoking crack. It was the first and last time I saw him working there, and I go there a lot!

You named your rat Rizzo! OMG that's awesome.

Smokey Bones rocks.

And your story reminds me of a time me and my ex went to Don Pablos for dinner and the waiter kept hitting on my girlfriend and totally ignored me. Fucker. I didn't tip him good at all. And I actually felt bad about it. I'm usually a great tipper. (One time I forgot to tip my waitress at some breakfast joint and drove all the way back later in the day to tip her)

And, just thought I should let you know, you are by far my favorite SG "friend". Apologies to Dollbabyamy if she reads this (you're cool, too ).

Well, way to go on getting your money from that *ahem* bitch.

And, the date took a very surreal turn. It was a double date with my roommate and his girlfriend. We all went out to eat (which went fine) and we came back to our house to play drinking games and just basically get shitfaced. Well, all was going well, everyone was getting along, having a good time, whatever.

Then, all of a sudden, one of my former booty calls (who is also a friend of my roommate's g/f) shows up at the door. Well, she fucked it all up. We're playing Kings and she starts talking about times we fucked and stuff. Starts asking me questions about it and shit. So, eventually I just said, "Fuck it" and forgot about the date and went and passed out in my room. I woke up at seven in the morning, in my boxers and nothing else and I rolled over and the booty call was laying next to me. WTF? I went back to sleep, woke up at noon and she was gone. And so was the date.

She was hot, and nice. We had a lot in common (like love for old school rap and smoking like chimneys). But, thanks to my former booty call, any chance I had is all fucked up. Goddammit.

So, how was your night?

Hey darlin!
My place is kinda modern with a southwest feel- I'm catholic and when I went to New Mexico a few summers back, I got interested in the southwest religous stuff. We've got some crosses hanging up and things...I also have a huge turtle figurine collection that Im trying to work into things. We've got tons of black and white photos hung all over...I really need to put some pics up, because that description sounds just like a hodge podge of crap. It's not, it flows really well. Our bedroom is really simple and plain right now (and sort of mismatched...some of my furniture was too bulky for the size of the room). The office/computer room is really cool and cozy. We've got all our movie toys and stuff in it, and then we're going to cover the walls with movie posters and stuff. Plus, my boys gear for work and his guns are in here, too.
I really need to get the camera going. We should compare ideas...When I get some extra money, there are a few more things I want to get to put out that we have at my work..pillows and things like that.
Eventually, we'll get a house and then I'll have complete free reign, with ability to paint and stuff. I can't wait.

*changes the calendar to June*

So, how's your job going? That's really cool that you got a new job and a new place one right after the other. Like, a new start or something. I don't think I told you that before, but I meant to.

And, I went over to that girl's house (the unrequited love/crush from high school, remember?) to help her on designing a flyer for this local business. Anyway, long story short... All it succeeded in doing is bringing back all those old feelings again. Fuck.

Hope you had a good day. Me, I got called in to work at 6 in the morning! And I gotta go back and close the store tonight!
Yay!

You know how to get to my heart huh? Tease me with nekkid pictures and then give me a book.

Literally ... I adore books. I am such a freaking nerd.

Well, guess what? My boss went and hired the employee who quit on me back. So, fuck. See, they never ask me what I want. I woulda said Fuck NO! They don't care. So, I guess you don't get the job.

So, Wednesday I'm going to go help that girl with designing a poster for her parents' bar. You know, the high school unrequited love/crush girl? The married one? Yeah, this should be interesting. Not that I think anything at all will happen, it'll just be funny to watch me try to be sooooo cool.

Yeah, hermit-like days do rock. However, you get too many Hermit-like days in a row and you start to feel like a dork. At least, I do. So tomorrow I'm gonna hit some bars, get drunk, come home and pass out.

Now, it's off to bed cause I gotta be at work at 4:30am

Later.

Hey, thanks for the nice comment! You are so sweet. In fact, thanks for all of them. I appreciate having someone cheering me on!
Congrats on your new house!!!!!!!!!!!
And LOL to your first meal on plasticware. That sounds exactly like my move-in situation. We made a makeshift table by turning two rectangular cardboard boxes upside down, and then putting flattened boxes on top of them. We figured we'd keep it until we got real furniture. Wouldn't you know, it stayed there until we moved out!

And yes, Indian is VERY yummy. If you find an Indian restaurant near you, check it out sometime. The food looks a little scary the first time, since it's mostly stews and sauces and to the untrained eye it's ahrd to tell what's in 'em. (mostly it's chicken, vegetables, etc. and sometimes goat) But it's really really good. As long as you can handle the spiciness. But then again not all of it is spicy. The best way to get started is at a lunch buffet; you get to try a little bit of everything.

I hate being broke its the worst feeling in the world. Where exactly do you work? I might swing by and hang out?

Well ... at least you can admit your mistakes ... but still ... like ... my mind OWNS the gutter ... I know it is impossible to not think about sex.

Damn me for living in non-America land? Uh ... no ... try the other way around silly girl. LOL. Damn you for living in that weird Oz land. But yeah ... it would be cool to chill and drink Zin - especially Gallo. Nummers.

Yes - sex and masturbation. That is ALL I will allow you to use to get to sleep. Enjoy. LOL

But I do understand ... there was a lil while in my life where I got 2-3 hours nightly and nothing else. It kinda sucked.

You use Tide? *spanks her* You heathen.

And what do I do? Haul shit around ... clean up cardboard and garbage ... haul more shit ... sit around and try to look busy ... more cardboard ... more hauling ... etc.

You wear underwear? Freak.

I wouldn't say it is weird you've never left the Country. I've only been out of Ontario twice in my life - Calgary and New York.

The movie was called What the Bleep Do We Know. It's all quantum physics based. And my second cousin is a big-bust adult model. I didn't think too many people would know the reference.

Yes, I've lived in Toronto my whole life ... and I can't imagine living anywhere else. Oh - and I live with my parents ... hence why I smoke pot ... 'cause they are really annoying.

And taa-daa ... me done.

Yeah, I don't update my journal everyday. My days are usually so repetitious, it'd get boring. Either that or I come home drunk and I'm no good typing drunk.

Thanks for the dream definitions. I think that dream is one for the shrink (if I ever get to the point where I need one). It's definitely a fucked up dream.

Alright, I've gotta get to bed.

Later.