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[Dec. 27th, 2005|08:10 pm] |
Happy some-what-belated holidays everyone! I'm very rarely on lj anymore, but I do still stop by from time to time to check in on everyone. I hope everyone had a wonderful Christmas and/or whatever holiday you celebrate (or don't celebrate if that's the case). My Christmas was fantastic. Just spent time with the family and neighbors and relaxed.
Let's see...5 second update on my life:
I love working at Yard House, everyone there is fucking great.
Things with Jim are damn near perfect. Couldn't be happier.
Keep running into old friends at work and out at the bar. Good times.
Yup, that's about it. |
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[Dec. 11th, 2005|05:35 pm] |
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I finally have a job. I'm gonna be working at Yard House, a new restaurant opening this weekend. It's the first one on the east coast (11th in the country, most of them are in California, there's one in Chicago and one in Denver). It's a classic rock bar/restaurant and I am totally stoked about it. I know a few people working there, and everyone I've met since I got the job is really cool too. Sooo I'm definitely excited, especially because I'll have MONEY! The place is awesome, there are 110 beers on tap!!! So anyone in this area, come visit me fuckers! :)
Check it out.. Yard House |
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| SKORPION! |
[Nov. 21st, 2005|10:52 am] |
HAPPY BIRTHDAY SKORPION!!!!!!!!!
Wish we could throw a couple back together to celebrate! Miss you and love you sooooo much!!! ((((BIGGEST HUGS EVER)))) |
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| Kidnapping is fun |
[Nov. 16th, 2005|05:10 pm] |
Yes I'm still alive.
Yesterday was my grandmother's 92nd birthday. We had a party. She's a stripper. I love her.
Jim and I found a lost cat last night. We called his owners this morning. They weren't home. I took him home with me and kept him all day. His mom finally called me an hour ago. I completely kidnapped him for no reason. He wasn't lost. He's allowed outside. Hahaha we rule. I love kidnapping other people's animals.
Here's my new best friend. I hope he keeps coming around Jim's house when I'm there.
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[Oct. 11th, 2005|08:09 am] |
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Off to spend the day trying to keep criminals out of jail. :) |
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| when love and death embrace |
[Oct. 9th, 2005|02:35 am] |
It's amazing how one little squeeze at the end of a hug can make so many memories come rushing back. How a look that lasts a second longer than you know it should can dig up feelings you thought were buried and gone forever long ago.
there are only so many ambulances to go around... |
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[Oct. 6th, 2005|12:24 am] |
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Happy birthday Katie and Ellen!!! And me of course! :) |
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| nice to meet someone with a heart |
[Oct. 5th, 2005|04:31 pm] |
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| [ | music |
| | my girlfriend's dead | ] |
Today I met the nicest man in the world. I was at the beach and there was this dog wandering around looking lost and thirsty. For over an hour (and who knows how long before I got there) the dog wandered up and down the beach, looking like she belonged to no one. She had a collar on but no tags. Finally I brought my water bottle over to her to see if she would drink it. She was sitting near this guy who told me that her owner was out surfing, but that she'd been out there for a long time so the dog was probably dying of thirst. She managed to slobber all over the top of the bottle so I left it with the guy in case she wanted more before her owner came back for her. He left a little while later, said goodbye and thanked me again for helping the dog. About 15 minutes later he came back with a new bottle of water and an iced tea for me. He went totally out of his way to bring me drinks just because I helped a dog who wasn't even his! He gets a gold star from me. :)
( sleepin in a bottle ) |
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[Sep. 26th, 2005|07:07 pm] |
holy shit holy shit holy shit holy shit holy shit holy shit holy shit holy shit please don't let this be a dream please don't let this be a dream please don't let this be a dream
I'm the happiest girl ever ever ever!!!!!!!!!!
Friday November 4 will be the very best day of my life. It just will. And 2 nights later will be a wonderful way to revisit my happiness. Holy. Shit. I'm. So. Fucking. Happy. I could die! |
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| Please ask him to sing |
[Sep. 26th, 2005|02:33 am] |
My girlfriend killed herself last night
She was too weak to fight
And I don't know if I'm alright
She was strung out pretty bad
She was always sad
She was everything I had
But I think think the angels will know her heart was pure gold
Well I think they'll know
Well I think they will understand
Hope they hold your hand
I think they will understand
She always said she'd be better off dead
But I didn't know what she meant
Hope she's finally at ease
Hope she found some peace
Hope she's got what she needs
But I think the angels will know her heart was pure gold
Well I think they'll know
Well I think they will understand
Hope they will hold your hand
I think they will understand |
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| the mechanical hound sleeps but does not sleep |
[Sep. 23rd, 2005|01:03 am] |
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Lately this place doesn't feel like home. Not this house, but this whole goddamn town. I feel like a stranger everywhere I go. Maybe not so much a stranger, just invisible. I feel like a place where no one goes any more. Sometimes I wish a gust of wind would just pick me up and take me somewhere far away. A place where I know no one, a place where no one knows me or even tries to pretend like they know me or anything about me. A place where maybe I'll feel like I'm home.
Dear California,
I miss you terribly. Hope to see you soon.
love always,
Junior |
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| No more pictures |
[Sep. 22nd, 2005|09:57 am] |
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As of yesterday morning at 9am, Chrissy is UNEMPLOYED!!!!! I finally got to the point where the days that I hated selling pictures far outweighed the days that I liked it. I'm gonna miss working with Viper and Slim but I'll still see them. I know I could do it and make a lot of money, but I just didn't have the motivation to do it. And I couldn't very well train new jacks to love selling pictures when I didn't even like it.
So I partied all fuckin night Tuesday night with Rockstar and a couple friends, crashed for an hour, then went straight to Tim to tell him I quit. Of course he was a total douche bag about it but what else would I expect from Satan's wingman? I realize I sorta left him hanging, but it's not my fault he fired everyone else or treated them so badly that they quit. I wish Viper and Slim would quit on his ass too and leave him with no one but I guess that's not gonna happen.
So what's next...no fuckin clue. I wanna go somewhere just to get away from here for a few days but I don't think it's gonna happen. California would be nice though... |
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[Sep. 12th, 2005|12:13 pm] |
When George died, my worst thought was that I'd never be able to hold him again.
Of course I would decide to watch Golden Girls on my lunch break and then have to go back to work. :'(
And of course, just when I was pretty close to deciding to quit my job, I had a meeting with Tim and the guys this morning and now I'm thinking I want to stick with it. Fuck I don't know what the fuck to do. |
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[Sep. 9th, 2005|12:09 pm] |
The week in Tampa was shitty and sucked and made me want to kill masses upon masses of people, but at the same time it was awesome and I had a blast. Jermaine and I went to the Real Bodies exhibit at MOSI...it wasn't as big as the Body Worlds in Cali but it was still fuckin cool. I got a lot closer with Colin and I love him even more since he got me Ziggy the pink monkey. Nicest thing anyone's done for me in a long time. Almost came home a couple of times but stuck it out. Now that we're back in town Jen is leaving to go back to NC and Colin is working with his bro and probably not coming back to A Plus. :( Not sure how long I wanna stay there without them, especially now that Jermaine is locked up too. Argh, I dunno. Guess we'll see what this weekend and next week bring.
Haven't done too much since I've been back...just drinkin at Jumby. Wasn't gonna go out last night but Jen and Colin called from the bar so I decided to go by and ended up having a blast. I'm gonna miss them both but at least Colin's still in town so we can hang out.
Back to work... |
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[Aug. 28th, 2005|04:15 am] |
feel much better now. saw my rockstar tonite and all the stresses and bullshit of the last few weeks disappeared. i was starting to question what the fuck i was doing but tonite reminded me. goddamn how the fuck could i question that??? hip bones like no mothafuckas business. word. and now i'm leaving for another fuckin week. argh.
yesterday i was praying for my nancy to come along. well tonite i met sid. pretty fuckin close anyway. weird as fuck i tell you. dear god, thank you.
out. |
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[Aug. 27th, 2005|09:17 am] |
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Lately I feel like Sid pre-Nancy. I need to meet my Nancy before the Empty settles in. I need her to make me feel again.
Days without talking is starting to feel normal. And when we do talk it feels empty and formal. I find myself wishing for an all-out screaming match, a knock-down-drag-out fight. I want to scream and yell and hit him. I want him to scream and yell and hit me back. But there's nothing to fight about, there's no reason to scream and hit. And I don't know why, but sometimes that makes me want to cry. |
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[Aug. 26th, 2005|11:32 pm] |
Dear Katrina,
Thank you anyway.
JERMAINE IS BACK!!!!!!!!!!! I'm so fuckin stoked he's finally back. Seein him first thing this morning definitely made up for some of the shit that my night/morning had brought. And on top of that, Uncle Timmy fuckin rocks and let us work together. Fuck yeah, 16 out the whip, one fuckin door. I <3 Pat Groza. :)
Fired up for the road trip. Leavin Sunday for Tampa to work for the week, so any of you niggas in that area if ya need/want framed artwork, holla at me and let me know. :) Everything from $45 on up, good shit. So if y'all need to decorate, or know anyone who does, for real let me know. I'll hook it up.
Yay just heard from Phil, about fuckin time. Miss that fucker, of course he's out the night I decide not to go. Dammit. Oh well, when I get back it's on. |
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[Aug. 25th, 2005|08:06 am] |
Dear Katrina,
Goodfellas warehouse party today. Please. Thank you.
sincerely,
Junior |
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