wow. i just used my shower curtain for homework reference. it has the only world map that i own on it. so tonight is homework night.
yesterday at work was ridiculous. first off, brandi (the assistant manager) was getting yelled at by some people who were overcharged by our flaky credit card machine the night before (by overcharged, i mean $200....i'd be pissed too!). it was corrected the night before and our records showed it as corrected, but their bank took the money out of their account anyway. so brandi spent the bulk of the morning on the phone with their bank. morning prep didn't get done. AND THEN...between 11 and noon we got a forty footlong order, had twelve feet of party sub going out, and of course, lovely, lovely customers. luckily, i survived the day unscathed and today was relatively stress-free.
luckily, i didn't get to eating lunch yesterday. i met the_other_keith at the ethiopian restaurant and we ate until we EXPLODED (almost). now there's some damn tasty food. i spent today attempting to explain ethiopian food to anyone who cared to hear about it.
right after that, i met up with shawna and we went to see the good life! i was on the list even...online it said the show started at 7pm and the first band didn't even go on until 8:30. lots of standing...shawna moaned about her hips and i moaned about my calves. the larimer lounge reminded me of a garage. they were really good...i knew they would be...and when they played "album of the year" it was like one of those perfect moments. then tim kasher ordered shots from the stage and said (post-shot) "we're going to get back to playing rock and roll music...straight from the depths of....satan's anus." he's full of other really bizarre one-liners. ooh, and i bought a calender that's like their cd booklet for $2.
i bought the movie dig! on friday morning and finally watched the last of it this morning, since i've had little fragments of time. it's a documentary about the dandy warhols and the brian jonestown massacre but mostly about the lead singer of the brian jonestown massacre, anton newcombe. that man is cracked. i saw that he's doing some solo thing at the larimer lounge on a flyer last night. he'd be interesting to see, but the movie left me a little bit frightened.
one show down, atmosphere tomorrow. whoah! atmosphere tomorrow!
yesterday at work was ridiculous. first off, brandi (the assistant manager) was getting yelled at by some people who were overcharged by our flaky credit card machine the night before (by overcharged, i mean $200....i'd be pissed too!). it was corrected the night before and our records showed it as corrected, but their bank took the money out of their account anyway. so brandi spent the bulk of the morning on the phone with their bank. morning prep didn't get done. AND THEN...between 11 and noon we got a forty footlong order, had twelve feet of party sub going out, and of course, lovely, lovely customers. luckily, i survived the day unscathed and today was relatively stress-free.
luckily, i didn't get to eating lunch yesterday. i met the_other_keith at the ethiopian restaurant and we ate until we EXPLODED (almost). now there's some damn tasty food. i spent today attempting to explain ethiopian food to anyone who cared to hear about it.
right after that, i met up with shawna and we went to see the good life! i was on the list even...online it said the show started at 7pm and the first band didn't even go on until 8:30. lots of standing...shawna moaned about her hips and i moaned about my calves. the larimer lounge reminded me of a garage. they were really good...i knew they would be...and when they played "album of the year" it was like one of those perfect moments. then tim kasher ordered shots from the stage and said (post-shot) "we're going to get back to playing rock and roll music...straight from the depths of....satan's anus." he's full of other really bizarre one-liners. ooh, and i bought a calender that's like their cd booklet for $2.
i bought the movie dig! on friday morning and finally watched the last of it this morning, since i've had little fragments of time. it's a documentary about the dandy warhols and the brian jonestown massacre but mostly about the lead singer of the brian jonestown massacre, anton newcombe. that man is cracked. i saw that he's doing some solo thing at the larimer lounge on a flyer last night. he'd be interesting to see, but the movie left me a little bit frightened.
one show down, atmosphere tomorrow. whoah! atmosphere tomorrow!
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alpha_hazard:
I wanna eat till I explode (It occurs to me that this may in fact be the second journal comment I've made here involving my being jealous of soemthing)
vkeithv:
you live less than a mile from my house.