Friday, January 23  

*Sigh*

I dont get why i wake up in good moods and bad moods.

Yesterday i woke up in a great mood, but today i woke up in a "ngghh" mood. I hate that mood.

I really am not too inspired at the moment and don't have much to say, hopefully something fun is happenning tonight. We have to clean the house this weekend because we have a house inspection.

Should i put up excerpts from the e-mails i send to people in this blog? They're better than this shitty entry.

If you think so, say yes, and Richards, pass the doob.

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Trouble..

I got in trouble again today, for answering phone calls and sounding like i'm tired and i don't care.

I AM TIRED! AND I DON'T CARE!

Stupid Job.

Last night was shit. I slept badly. Austin and Richards and Dennis got on ecstasy and went to Aphex Twin, their messages to me (on my new phone!) seemed to indicate that they had a good time. Well done boys.

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STICKERS!!!!






"Here's a sticker of my band. Want a sticker?" What am I going to do with a sticker? Put it on my skateboard? Do I look like I ride a skateboard? When I was a child I enjoyed stickers, but not now. I show up to do my gig at this grimy nightclub that years ago had the wonderful theatrical notion to put a mirror in the dressing room, so I can look at myself before I go out on stage, and all these stupid little bands have covered the mirror in their stickers so I can't see anything. It's worse than graffiti. My record company once gave me a box of stickers - I mean thousands of them - to promote my new record. I threw them in the trash can. I won't sell them at my T-shirt stand, and I wish that everyone else would stop. They don't promote anything good. They're just a nuisance."

Place your order today!

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Wow..

I just almost got fired, i got 3 mistreats in one day, and now im on high alert, supposedly i have some of the worst attendance and after call work stats in the centre, and i keep on filling out forms wrong and im basically plain shit.

They said that i could be fired 4 times for the stuff i've done (or not) but because im nice to customers, they want to keep me, but im being watched and if i continue i wont have a job.

Shiiit

And i got a mobile phone!!

So call me (ladies) on : 0431 181 563

Ciao

   [ posted by Mr.P @ 16:34 ] 0 Comments

They found life on Mars..

No, Seriously.

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I'm doing overtime today, which sucks, cuz im so fucking out of it. I had some really disturbing dreams last night.

On the weekend.. well Al and Austin and Richards and Dennis had ecstasy jelly and went to Sublime and had a great time. I went home and slept, and worked on Saturday, and after, i met up with Rachel, and then we saw Alex & Nikki and they were kinda rude i thought in that they got their cd's, heard their moan and left. They didn't even listen to the whole song, and i went all the way to the city to drop off their cd's. The least they could have done is I.O.U'd me a threesome or something, but nooo, 16 year old girls are just not brought up right these days. Pfft.

So Rach and I met this homeless guy called Tito who was gonna take us to score, but instead he ripped us off, and he was nice, so we waited for him for an hour at the front of Burger King, and then he came back, and gave us this whole story, and then he dissappeared again! It was shit! He seemed honest, plus we gave him like $10 for his efforts! Bastard, he made me lose a bit more faith in humanity. Like i know, that, you know, he was homeless and that if you're gonna rip someone off good then you've gotta act like you can be trusted and shit, but he didn't just rip us off monetarily, he ripped us off emotionally! He was our friend for those 20 minutes that we walked with him! Then he rips us off, and then comes back to do it again! Like rubbing it in our face, and damn, i feel stupid, but now i know that no cunt regardless of how nice or homeless they seem, is ever getting my money.

People are shit.

So yeah we walked around Sydney discussing how shit we are and how shit we were for talking about how shit we are, and then we decided that we were so shit that we were better than everyone and we were gonna go back to Kingswood cuz that was the place to be. All along, knowing full well we were shit.

Umm yeah did that and hung with Kansas and some chick and Al's brother who weirdly showed up with midori, and then i crashed.

On Sunday i went on a long drive to Nowra and back with Greg.
Going on drives is the best, cuz there's a constantly changing view, plus you're going somewhere, so you don't feel like you're wasting life. PI enjoyed it. The house we went to was this beautiful 2 story beach house, it was so fucking nice, it was depressing, i want a house like that, and one day i will have one. *Crosses fingers!*

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