printgod

Figure I better write a new journal before indiestargirl (can i start calling you isg for short?) tells me to.

This week has been really sleep depriving. Last week was dead for printing and this week is nuts, with everyone needing their stuff in too short of a timeframe. Pulling my hair out all night as one run isn't done that was supposed to be done yesterday. Hopefully by early tomorrow can get that shipped out.

Up until tonight I managed to keep psycho (my ex) away. now she is rambling about the crap she did with her ex (the one before me). Think they are getting back together which is all fine and dandy, but don't rub my face in it. He was a fucking punk ass loser then, and he still is now.

On top of everything else, trying to put together another party (rave). Stayed out of it for over a year, but too many people have been bugging me to throw another one. Unfortunately all the venues have changed and all the venue owners i was cool with are out. Orion has some transplant managers from the Fox Theater thatI'm really tight with, just getting their owner to go along with what i want and not follow what he thinks works (which has proven that it hasn't). Squally is managing Qtopia now, so need to call him up, but after his two losses in two nights, don't think he's cutting any deals (and that place is more money). Gotta figure that out tomorrow as well.

If anyone knows any cute, hot women that want a fun time, tell them to call me. Starting to be too long since... Oh and I got a really interesting message on my cell phone, I don't know who it was, but it sounded like while doing it they accidentally called me "oh god... oh god... SHIT! (realizing cell phone is on) *CLICK*"

-pg