Thursday, September 23, 2004
THURSDAY OF MY HATE
Hello world!
Look who it is! I mean, I’ve only been gone for like 3 weeks! Don’t get your blood stained panties in a tiz. Shit.
Tonight is the fundraiser for our upcoming show! I’m a little anxious about it. Everyone seemed so pumped about it and now people are trying to figure out a way not to come. My feeling is…if you’ve committed to being at the event, you should be there. And if you change your mind, that is absolutely fine with me, but you should then pull out your check book and make a donation to our company. It’s only fair. When some people at my job told me that they could no longer attend cuz they now have a meeting right beforehand, I looked them in the eyes with anger and said “Fine. But we still accept donations”. They kept blinking at me, not getting the hint and I just walked away with disgust. I work with some pretty pathetic people.
In any case, even if no one shows up, the fundraiser is at a bar and I will be able to hang with some of my friends and have drinks. We aren’t in terrible shape for money, but having a little extra really couldn’t hurt. This whole process has been very expensive, but we are hoping that it will pay off in the end. Gotta keep our heads up.
Been doing pretty well overall lately. I mean, my body has blown up to the size of blimp, but other than that, feeling very good. My problem is that every day I eat 3 slices of pizza for lunch with chewy sprees on top. It’s the only way I know how to live. When I’m done, I wash it all down with a nice cold glass of mayonaisse and wait impatiently for dinner to roll around. You understand.
My brother is doing well. He is quickly adjusting to life back in Germany. With the situation in Iraq worse than it’s ever been, there is talk that he may have to go back. The whole idea makes my insides curl up and die, so I really try hard not to think about it. I swear to you, if my brother gets re-deployed to fucking Baghdad, I will shit on the president’s face myself. I’ve got a huge dump brewing and he will eat every fucking morsel. Look what he’s done. Destroyed over a 1,000 families lives and for what? For fucking what? This is our LEADER folks!
Did anyone see “Lost” last night on ABC? Holy fuck! The show was amazing. I don’t want to give anything away, since I have some friends who have it taped (hint hint Ares!). I especially appreciated the directing style. I thought the episode was geniunely terrifying and the concept was explored to the fullest. I was VERY upset when the show ended. I’m thinking that this new fall sitcom will fast become my favorite. Check it out if you get the chance.
Other than that…I’m very in need of a cigarette. For some reason, the littlest things are getting under my skin today. I feel like I could strangle and kill everything that crosses my path. If the next thing that crosses my path is a vodka tonic, I’m going to murder it with my mouth. And absolutely DESTROY it with my stomach. Then I’ll shit it out when I’m good and fucking ready.
Peace out.
Hello world!
Look who it is! I mean, I’ve only been gone for like 3 weeks! Don’t get your blood stained panties in a tiz. Shit.
Tonight is the fundraiser for our upcoming show! I’m a little anxious about it. Everyone seemed so pumped about it and now people are trying to figure out a way not to come. My feeling is…if you’ve committed to being at the event, you should be there. And if you change your mind, that is absolutely fine with me, but you should then pull out your check book and make a donation to our company. It’s only fair. When some people at my job told me that they could no longer attend cuz they now have a meeting right beforehand, I looked them in the eyes with anger and said “Fine. But we still accept donations”. They kept blinking at me, not getting the hint and I just walked away with disgust. I work with some pretty pathetic people.
In any case, even if no one shows up, the fundraiser is at a bar and I will be able to hang with some of my friends and have drinks. We aren’t in terrible shape for money, but having a little extra really couldn’t hurt. This whole process has been very expensive, but we are hoping that it will pay off in the end. Gotta keep our heads up.
Been doing pretty well overall lately. I mean, my body has blown up to the size of blimp, but other than that, feeling very good. My problem is that every day I eat 3 slices of pizza for lunch with chewy sprees on top. It’s the only way I know how to live. When I’m done, I wash it all down with a nice cold glass of mayonaisse and wait impatiently for dinner to roll around. You understand.
My brother is doing well. He is quickly adjusting to life back in Germany. With the situation in Iraq worse than it’s ever been, there is talk that he may have to go back. The whole idea makes my insides curl up and die, so I really try hard not to think about it. I swear to you, if my brother gets re-deployed to fucking Baghdad, I will shit on the president’s face myself. I’ve got a huge dump brewing and he will eat every fucking morsel. Look what he’s done. Destroyed over a 1,000 families lives and for what? For fucking what? This is our LEADER folks!
Did anyone see “Lost” last night on ABC? Holy fuck! The show was amazing. I don’t want to give anything away, since I have some friends who have it taped (hint hint Ares!). I especially appreciated the directing style. I thought the episode was geniunely terrifying and the concept was explored to the fullest. I was VERY upset when the show ended. I’m thinking that this new fall sitcom will fast become my favorite. Check it out if you get the chance.
Other than that…I’m very in need of a cigarette. For some reason, the littlest things are getting under my skin today. I feel like I could strangle and kill everything that crosses my path. If the next thing that crosses my path is a vodka tonic, I’m going to murder it with my mouth. And absolutely DESTROY it with my stomach. Then I’ll shit it out when I’m good and fucking ready.
Peace out.
