24.2.10
23.2.10
21.2.10
Why do the cutest girls have stinky poop?
Oh no, wait! I left my friend at the bakery. Gotta go!
3.2.10
I'm flying!!!!
I farted and pee'd in harmony today.
Oh art thou slandering BeJesus!
Ho ho ho, Green Giant.
Who are you? Who me? Yeah you! What?!
Tell me this sire, how many eggs does it take to cross the road? None, eggs can't walk!
HAHAHAHAHA! I am so wired!!!!
Update and N.M.
What up FaceBook! You know, I don't really understand you and I may be going on a tangent (is that how you spell it?) but, I think Facebook is one crazy network system. Its network marketing at its best. Haha! I just learned that word. This guy in Trader Joe's came up to me and asked if I had a job. I told him, no, cause I really don't. Then he asked me if I want to make extra money. Scared me cause the last time I was asked that, I was somehow in a situation I would rather not talk about. Dear BeJesus.
Anyhow, he gave me some packets of some crazy healthy stuff. I took it and now I'm wired. I don't know whats in it, but I'm typing away and blogging like crazy. So, the question is, what do I do now?
Hmmmmm.....
Its February 2010! Already?
I hope this month is gonna get better cause its really feeling like Kansas here. OMG! I think I miss Kansas. Anyway, Kelly is apparently taking me out tonight. FYI, for all of you that don't know Kelly, he's known to be crazy and a little psychotic when it comes to going out. Where we'll go, no body knows. Not even him.
Pray for me!
26.12.09
Holiday Buffet
18.11.09
Living in Los Angeles with food
30.9.09
FIRST COMMERCIAL
26.9.09
2.9.09
26.8.09
God… am I depressed!
Alright, I quit my job. I’m a free man! Free to do whatever I want. Free to chase my dreams. Free to stay up late any night I want. Free to run wild…. Blah blah blah.
But I have no idea what I want to do.
I keep looking through the classifieds and all I see are jobs that:
A) I’m extremely unqualified for that pay amazingly well – tempting, the money’s good
B) Jobs I’m moderately qualified for that I have no interest in actually doing
C) Jobs I am qualified for that closely resemble the job I’ve left and/or would become just like the job I’ve left
At least I have unemployment, right? My roommate Kelly (have I mentioned him before? Of course I have, he's the one on my ass!) says I can come work with him, but I’m not sure I’d like his line of work either (long story for another time). I don’t think I’ve left my room in three days. It’s hard to tell because the shades and drawn and I knocked over my alarm clock when I went “into hibernation” and never bothered to plug it back in.
Okay… the whining is done. I’m going to try to pull it together. Thanks for bearing with me. I hope I have some good news to share soon.
*Fingers and toes crosses*
20.8.09
Women in Los Angeles...
My DVD Player SUX!
11.8.09
Doing it, doing it, done!
Hey guys,
So I’ve been talking a little about how I get in trouble with my boss. I feel I’m in the right most of the time...you know what, I’m right most of the time. Sure I get in trouble, but it’s not because I’m a bad person, I’m just not as sneaky as some of my other co-workers. Don’t get me wrong, I love those guys, but it seems like if anyone’s bending the rules a little bit, it’s going to be me that gets caught. Anyway, a little venting, I should be good now.
I think the reason I’m kind of upset is I’m pumping myself up to leave catering. I’ve been at it for a while(2 months), more than a while actually(2 months is a long time), and it just doesn’t do anything for me. One of my friends got me the job and we had a great time for about a month (then he quit, what a bastard) but it’s never been anything but something to make money.
The problem is: I don’t know what I want to do.
So why not stay with catering for now. I’m just afraid that I’m just going to keep saying that and it’s going to be ten years down the road and I’ll say “Where the hell did my life go?”
Alright, so I’m not really afraid of that… the chances of me working another four months without the manager and I having a gigantic fight is slim. Oh yeah, I’m ready to throw down every once is a while… I took Junior Boxing classes at the Y. I just don’t want to do this any more. Alright, I’m going to quit. You talked my into it. Come Thursday morning I’ll be a free man.
Wish me luck, guys. Kelly's gonna kill me.


