OK so I have rehearsal today at noon. In other words I should be leaving now but I'm gonna write this first because i'm responsible and shit. I'm starting to feel like I'm getting sick, so I've been loading myself down with vitamins A, C and E and echinacea and green tea and even cayenne pepper to occasionally raise my body temperature to kill more germs.
Shitty part is, I feel like sleeping, not going to rehearsal. I can't sing worth a shit and I feel like ass. But I'm getting paid and I need money. But if I get someone else sick or everyone else sick I'll be responsible for the downfall of the CD recording project we have next week. I thouight about using that argument on my boss but he'd say something like "get your ass over here." Actually it'd probably be exactly that.
I made a huge pick-up, like an f-250 or something, hit the median yesterday. Actually he hit it because he's an impatient cock-stain but I caused the freak-out that resulted in his scratched mirror among other things. He was tailgating me. Tailgating is a practice I support... in its place. But I was going 80+ on I-30. That's 20 mph over. So I slowed down to 55. It was beautiful because the traffic was so packed he couldn't go anywhere (we were in the left lane). So eventually a small space in the lane to our right opens up and he cuts off a SEMI which blares its big fuckoff horn at the guy. then he wheels around me, cuts me off and almost hits me. But he didn't manage to correct his steering soon enough and WHACK! Right into the wall.
I was proud.
Fuckin' redneck.
Shitty part is, I feel like sleeping, not going to rehearsal. I can't sing worth a shit and I feel like ass. But I'm getting paid and I need money. But if I get someone else sick or everyone else sick I'll be responsible for the downfall of the CD recording project we have next week. I thouight about using that argument on my boss but he'd say something like "get your ass over here." Actually it'd probably be exactly that.
I made a huge pick-up, like an f-250 or something, hit the median yesterday. Actually he hit it because he's an impatient cock-stain but I caused the freak-out that resulted in his scratched mirror among other things. He was tailgating me. Tailgating is a practice I support... in its place. But I was going 80+ on I-30. That's 20 mph over. So I slowed down to 55. It was beautiful because the traffic was so packed he couldn't go anywhere (we were in the left lane). So eventually a small space in the lane to our right opens up and he cuts off a SEMI which blares its big fuckoff horn at the guy. then he wheels around me, cuts me off and almost hits me. But he didn't manage to correct his steering soon enough and WHACK! Right into the wall.
I was proud.
Fuckin' redneck.
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"It's so stimulating being your hat!" lol I love that little guy....I have a terrible terrible secret to confess...I want to name my next son Jareth. lol Ahhhh!
I agree with you on Jennifer Connelly, I think she was beautiful in this movie, as well. She was only 15 I think, if I remember correctly. Isn't that insane?
Hey at least you don't want to name your son Hoggle or Ludo.