Thursday, September 05, 2002
What a fucking day. I can't believe that I didn't do ONE second of playing today at work. I mean...seriously. Not even a personal email. It was that busy. Remember yesterday when I said I was sweating from the amount of running around that I did? Yeah...well today I reek to high heaven. Well...that's if heaven smells like onions.
So here I sit at home and actually excited to be sitting here writing. No rush. Just simple thinking...
Let me first cover the basics...
Kelly Clarkson is the American Pop Idol. Yeah. Well, yeah. nuff said.
The dog sitting that I was sort of doing has ended very anti-climactically. Kelly will get $25 for doing one night from hell and I will get $30 for taking care of her plants and mail. Snore. BUT...on the plus side, she has no idea that I was smoking pot and cigarettes while laying in her bed. HAHAHAHA.
One funny thing...the conversation I had with the dog lady today was very sweet and nice. Me just happy that she didn't smell shit when she got home. (I did Febreeze her entire apartment and spray about 8 gallons of "Sunny Day" air freshner...also got her some gerbera daises....actually...now that I think about it...with the money I spent on these air freshining devices, I should just about break even from my share of the cut) great.
Anyhoodle...
When we were talking she said: "Do you know where the stain on the couch came from?"
Now understand this...what in her apartment WASN'T covered in Stains? I mean seriously. This bitch done got herself a great place in the city and turned it into GARBAGE! But whatever, I say to her...what stain...as though her entire couch wasn't covered in stains already. She's like: "I found this stain on one of the cushions. I smelled it and it smelled like perfume."
UM! Okay bitch listen...#1...I be gay. So I didn't have any chicks over while you were gone.
#2 I am NOT the kind of gay man that wears perfume.
#3. I turned the cushion over last night cuz that stain that you be talking about is HUGE and was DEFINITLY there when I interviewed. I remember looking at it and being like: "Wow. You are one dirty dog lady."
And now she tries to blame it on me.
Enough. Give me my money and you and your crazy, bleeding everywhere dog, go away.
The end.
In other news...
Edward Im'd me today. Welcome back. He moves into the city next week. Oof dah. Since he has the link to this page, that will be all that I am writing...
My mother and brother both called me at work today to see if I had called that agent that my bro told me about.
This was my reaction to both:
"I am seriously busy at work and I don't have time to discuss MY acting career with either of you."
Both said: "But Joe, you WILL call today. You WILL."
I said: "Hi. Mother and brother...FUCK OFF AND LEAVE ME ALONE!"
Fortunately both conversations ended well and I DIDN'T call the lady today just to spite them.
oops.
I think I spited myself.
Will call tomorrow. But really...GAH! Give me five seconds to breathe, ok?!
Yesterday I bought the EMINEM CD. Yes I know. "How could you possibly support him being a homosexual male?!?!?!"
You know how?
With $15. And I love every second of the cd. Very proud that I own it.
I think that Rita has lead me to Paul and my new song. We have "OUR" song already. Embarrassed I tell you that it is by the Backstreet Boys. It is called "I Need You Tonight" and while totally appropriate at the time...times have changed and now so has our song.
It's now by Ben Folds Five and it is called....um...
It's called #12 on the disc.
Their new disc. I plan on fully absorbing him into the song and then when he least expects it...I slam him with "Don't you just LOVE our new song???"
He will love.
I got my pictures from Florida back today.
The best part of my day was not the fact that I got the pictures...it is the fact that 5 rolls of film WITH doubles came to exactly $47.18.
$47.18???
By far the cheapest thing I have purchased in NYC. I am pleased.
The pictures came out well. Actually they came out fucking hysterical. Paul spent the entire trip trying to "hide" from the camera which turns out to be a very stupid move as he is still IN all the pictures...they just look ugly.
Nice going Pauley.
OK...so it's now a half an hour later and I just got off the phone with Mariah.
Her girlfriend broke up with her on Tuesday. UM?!
In my opinion better off cuz Mariah is so much better then this pseudo-gay bitch...
But for Mariah, I know it hurts.
Oh man. Poor thing.
Can't get into it now.
I think I just heard Rita come home from her Tai Chi class.
Oh...nope. It's assholes from upstairs.
I guess that's it. I have been on this computer and the phone since I got home and I have yet to unpack my bags. Sorry for the chaotic ramblings tonight.
Ah well. Sometimes the best shit comes from chaotic ramblings.
Time to go smoke a bowl.
Peace in the middle east y'all.
refer back to May's entires to understand that quote.
So here I sit at home and actually excited to be sitting here writing. No rush. Just simple thinking...
Let me first cover the basics...
Kelly Clarkson is the American Pop Idol. Yeah. Well, yeah. nuff said.
The dog sitting that I was sort of doing has ended very anti-climactically. Kelly will get $25 for doing one night from hell and I will get $30 for taking care of her plants and mail. Snore. BUT...on the plus side, she has no idea that I was smoking pot and cigarettes while laying in her bed. HAHAHAHA.
One funny thing...the conversation I had with the dog lady today was very sweet and nice. Me just happy that she didn't smell shit when she got home. (I did Febreeze her entire apartment and spray about 8 gallons of "Sunny Day" air freshner...also got her some gerbera daises....actually...now that I think about it...with the money I spent on these air freshining devices, I should just about break even from my share of the cut) great.
Anyhoodle...
When we were talking she said: "Do you know where the stain on the couch came from?"
Now understand this...what in her apartment WASN'T covered in Stains? I mean seriously. This bitch done got herself a great place in the city and turned it into GARBAGE! But whatever, I say to her...what stain...as though her entire couch wasn't covered in stains already. She's like: "I found this stain on one of the cushions. I smelled it and it smelled like perfume."
UM! Okay bitch listen...#1...I be gay. So I didn't have any chicks over while you were gone.
#2 I am NOT the kind of gay man that wears perfume.
#3. I turned the cushion over last night cuz that stain that you be talking about is HUGE and was DEFINITLY there when I interviewed. I remember looking at it and being like: "Wow. You are one dirty dog lady."
And now she tries to blame it on me.
Enough. Give me my money and you and your crazy, bleeding everywhere dog, go away.
The end.
In other news...
Edward Im'd me today. Welcome back. He moves into the city next week. Oof dah. Since he has the link to this page, that will be all that I am writing...
My mother and brother both called me at work today to see if I had called that agent that my bro told me about.
This was my reaction to both:
"I am seriously busy at work and I don't have time to discuss MY acting career with either of you."
Both said: "But Joe, you WILL call today. You WILL."
I said: "Hi. Mother and brother...FUCK OFF AND LEAVE ME ALONE!"
Fortunately both conversations ended well and I DIDN'T call the lady today just to spite them.
oops.
I think I spited myself.
Will call tomorrow. But really...GAH! Give me five seconds to breathe, ok?!
Yesterday I bought the EMINEM CD. Yes I know. "How could you possibly support him being a homosexual male?!?!?!"
You know how?
With $15. And I love every second of the cd. Very proud that I own it.
I think that Rita has lead me to Paul and my new song. We have "OUR" song already. Embarrassed I tell you that it is by the Backstreet Boys. It is called "I Need You Tonight" and while totally appropriate at the time...times have changed and now so has our song.
It's now by Ben Folds Five and it is called....um...
It's called #12 on the disc.
Their new disc. I plan on fully absorbing him into the song and then when he least expects it...I slam him with "Don't you just LOVE our new song???"
He will love.
I got my pictures from Florida back today.
The best part of my day was not the fact that I got the pictures...it is the fact that 5 rolls of film WITH doubles came to exactly $47.18.
$47.18???
By far the cheapest thing I have purchased in NYC. I am pleased.
The pictures came out well. Actually they came out fucking hysterical. Paul spent the entire trip trying to "hide" from the camera which turns out to be a very stupid move as he is still IN all the pictures...they just look ugly.
Nice going Pauley.
OK...so it's now a half an hour later and I just got off the phone with Mariah.
Her girlfriend broke up with her on Tuesday. UM?!
In my opinion better off cuz Mariah is so much better then this pseudo-gay bitch...
But for Mariah, I know it hurts.
Oh man. Poor thing.
Can't get into it now.
I think I just heard Rita come home from her Tai Chi class.
Oh...nope. It's assholes from upstairs.
I guess that's it. I have been on this computer and the phone since I got home and I have yet to unpack my bags. Sorry for the chaotic ramblings tonight.
Ah well. Sometimes the best shit comes from chaotic ramblings.
Time to go smoke a bowl.
Peace in the middle east y'all.
refer back to May's entires to understand that quote.
