I have been absolutely TERRIBLE about blogging. My apologies! I just wanted to take advantage of my two five-day sets of days off before I’m stuck working seven days a week!
As of late I’ve been trying to read through A Million Little Pieces, which apparently the internet has dubbed, A Million Little Lies. How in the shit did James Frey seriously think he was going to get away with embelishing and completely making up parts of that book?! Why would someone be forced to go through multiple root canals WITHOUT any anethesia?! That is certainly a fishy part of this book…
I got to see Death Cab for Cutie and Franz Ferdinand last week. Death Cab I could have done without, but holy shit did Franz rock the place down! A drum solo with around 4 dudes playing the same set of drums?! Magic. We had seats that were pretty far away from the action, but it was nice to leave a concert not aching from having to stand on my toes to see the act.
Joel Plaskett is coming to town soon, I think I might go see him play.
I am currently referring to my cat as “Glamour cat” because I put a sparkly collar on her. She is ready to party.
I went to this website to see if I could find a japanese pen pal and all I got was a bunch of messages from dirty 40 year old men. Fuck. That.
I was also thinking of getting a cherry blossom tattoo after I come back form Japan….we’ll see though.
My cat slapped me with her paw last night when I was sleeping. So funny.
I start a new full-time job tomorrow (which I will not name because we all know the shit that flew last time on that one) which means I’ll be working seven days a week for a little while. I think I may have to quit my part-time job eventually, but we’ll see how this goes. The hillarious thing is that i don’t know what my new job title is…actually all I really know is that I have to show up at 9am tomorrow, and I’ve been having trouble getting up before 10am! RUH-ROH!
My apartment is coming together nicely! When my batteries are charged in the old digital camera I’ll post some shots!
I cleaned my yard the other day with Steve and I think we got around 6 bags of trash/dirty old leaves! WTF?! how does someone get their damage deposit back when it looks like a dirty hobo exploded on the lawn???
My mom got me a porch swing as a ridiculously early birthday gift! Too bad it’s so fucking windy outside today I can hardly walk!
I’ve been playing a game at work lately that I like to call “Poop or Food.” What is this exciting game you ask?! Well my friends, sometimes it gets difficult at the hospital telling the difference between the smell of shit and food. Sometimes I wonder when I’m smelling something that COULD be food, whether it’s just poop. Some meals and feces smell strikingly similar…
That’s it for now! Bye!