AWE! A - AWWWWWEEEE! 
I FUCKING WROTE THIS HUGE JOURNAL ENTRY, THEN SG KICKED ME OFF SO I GOTTA WRITE THE WHOLE THING OVER AGAIN! FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK!
I'll do it later.... I'm way too mad to do it now.
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ok.. this better fucking work this time.
So today has been busier than hell
The phone keeps ringing.
People keep coming in and wanting stuff.
I'm still not done with inventory.
I still have to pull insurance claims for last week.
I still have to pull invoices for a manufaturer.
AND I LOST MY FUCKING KEYS!
I think I left them at a friends house this weekend. I grabbed my jacket, but I think they dropped out of my pocket when I threw it on the couch.... actually. I'm calling him right now.
YAY! he found my keys!... problem is he can't give them to me till he gets off work, which could be around 9:00 tonight! AND I HAVE A SHOW TO GO TO!
I'm going to a punk show at 9:00 at the lighthouse... could be cool... could be lame... who cares. "not I" said the rabbit.
Weekend was alright. Got caught up on movie stuff, and got it burned on DVD for the premier. We're screening it at Cinespace on the 5th for a bunch of industry peeps. I have to dress up for it, but I don't have anything nice to wear. I tried to get an old suit re-tailored to fit me, but there's so much work to do they were going to charge me $250... fuck that. If I could afford that I'd just as well buy a whole new suit.
Oh well.. at least Cinespace has a bar I can drown my sorrows in while watching this horrific abomination we gave birth to... if you can't tell I'm sick of the movie.
I finally got around to re-stringing and cleaning my guitars, something that I've been meaning to do for 5 months now. I love the sound and feel of new strings. They're so clean and fast... and sound all metallic and twangy.
ok random fact about me:
I've had surgery on my ass... I now have a 6 inch scar that runs along my tailbone.
'ta
I FUCKING WROTE THIS HUGE JOURNAL ENTRY, THEN SG KICKED ME OFF SO I GOTTA WRITE THE WHOLE THING OVER AGAIN! FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK!
I'll do it later.... I'm way too mad to do it now.
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ok.. this better fucking work this time.
So today has been busier than hell
The phone keeps ringing.
People keep coming in and wanting stuff.
I'm still not done with inventory.
I still have to pull insurance claims for last week.
I still have to pull invoices for a manufaturer.
AND I LOST MY FUCKING KEYS!
I think I left them at a friends house this weekend. I grabbed my jacket, but I think they dropped out of my pocket when I threw it on the couch.... actually. I'm calling him right now.
YAY! he found my keys!... problem is he can't give them to me till he gets off work, which could be around 9:00 tonight!
AND I HAVE A SHOW TO GO TO!
I'm going to a punk show at 9:00 at the lighthouse... could be cool... could be lame... who cares. "not I" said the rabbit.
Weekend was alright. Got caught up on movie stuff, and got it burned on DVD for the premier. We're screening it at Cinespace on the 5th for a bunch of industry peeps. I have to dress up for it, but I don't have anything nice to wear. I tried to get an old suit re-tailored to fit me, but there's so much work to do they were going to charge me $250... fuck that. If I could afford that I'd just as well buy a whole new suit.
Oh well.. at least Cinespace has a bar I can drown my sorrows in while watching this horrific abomination we gave birth to... if you can't tell I'm sick of the movie.
I finally got around to re-stringing and cleaning my guitars, something that I've been meaning to do for 5 months now. I love the sound and feel of new strings. They're so clean and fast... and sound all metallic and twangy.
ok random fact about me:
I've had surgery on my ass... I now have a 6 inch scar that runs along my tailbone.
'ta
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p.s. Were you born with a tail too?