Friday, June 24, 2005
You might be asking, who are "Randy Pinto and the Galactic Boots"? Who cares! Christopher Walken is on the poster! I did my research and found out that "Randy Pinto and the Galactic Boots" are a local band. The artist was a cowbell player in the band.
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Tuesday, April 26, 2005
Well, Moose is at the Sox game tonight.
So, I decided to spend the night with leather face.
That's right, I'm watching Texas Chainsaw Massacre by myself, in the dark.
I'm getting way to old for this shit.
Thursday, April 21, 2005
Wednesday, April 13, 2005
So I have a little playlist up with music juke box instead of iTunes.
It says: CD recommendations that match your taste:
Jars of Clay - If I left the Zoo
Switchfoot - The Beautiful Letdown
Out of Eden - Praise to the Lord
Recommended Tracks that match your taste in music:
"You're Everywhere" - Offerings, A Worship Album
"Longing Heart" - Carried Me, A Worship Project
"So Help Me God" - Jesus Freak
And did extensive research on my playlist which is playing:
"Wave of Mutilation" The Pixies
"Lost Cause" Beck
"Honest Mistake" The Bravery
"Hash Pipe" Weezer
Where does MusicMatch get these recommendations? There is not one hint of Christian Rock on my list! Is it trying to tell me I need to worship God? What's going on? I even restarted the jukebox with new tracks and got the same recommendations! I'm thinking I might really test it, download some goth shit and see what comes up! Moose is in the hospital again. Life Goes On.
Wednesday, March 30, 2005
I am having lunch with this man tomorrow,
When lunch is over, we will proceed to The Living Room and I'll listen to him and his band (TSOL) sing about necrophelia and abolishing the government.
Mind you, this man ran for Governor of California.
God Bless America.
Sunday, March 20, 2005
I think it's about to hit me, I think I am about to get sick. I can feel it in my neck/head/nose, it's all heavy and my nose is "spritzy" for lack of a better word. When I breathe in, it feels like I have to sneeze. As soon as that sneeze comes, that one sneeze, I'll be all done and sick for a week. It's about time! I haven't gotten sick in a long time and I've been wondering if I'm going to be like Bruce Willis/Unbreakable.
I looked back at my last few entries, all quizzes, boring.
Gentleman Jack March 31st.
I didn't really update about my birthday, but it was unreal. I got more then I could ever ask for. Thanks All.
Tuesday, March 15, 2005
Congratulations! You're 111 proof, with specific scores in beer (80) , wine (100), and liquor (69).
|Screw all that namby-pamby chick stuff, you're going straight for the bottle and a shot glass! It'll take more than a few shots of Wild Turkey or 99 Bananas before you start seeing pink elephants. You know how to handle your alcohol, and yourself at parties. |
|My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:|
||You scored higher than 27% on proof|
||You scored higher than 94% on beer index|
||You scored higher than 94% on wine index|
||You scored higher than 90% on liquor index|
Friday, March 11, 2005
Monday, March 7, 2005
| You scored as Kevin Millar. You are Kevin Millar! You are very friendly and free-spirited which makes you a cool person to be around. You have a lot of charisma and have the ability to ease any tensions and allow people to loosen up.|
Which Red Sox Player Are You?
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I bet I would have gotten Big Papi if I answered the flava question with a 7. I have no flava-full friends.
I bought "What About Bob?" and "Swingers" today. Birthday countdown is down to 5 days and I'm buying more shit for myself, silly. We all stayed at the Hyatt this weekend, and by we all I mean Me, Moose, Andrew, Josh and Johnny. Sugardaddy Jack bought 4 rooms for friends out of town coming to the convention, and no one showed! It was nice, but kind of silly, we only live down the street. The big 21 is coming on Saturday, and I'm working. They are also celebrating my birthday with the infamous St. Patty's Day Parade. If I knew that my 21st was going to be on the day of the SPDP I might not have quit drinking so soon! Just Kidding.
Tuesday, March 1, 2005
I think my landlords are dead.
About a week ago, Moose came home to 2 inches of water in our bathroom, the toilet tank had cracked leaking water everywhere. He called the landlords several times to tell them, and ask them what they wanted to do about it, no calls back. Mind you, our landlords live right downstairs from us, we see them all the time. Not only that, 2 inches of water MUST have leaked down unto their apartment.
I haven't seen them in weeks! Their car hasn't moved since at least 3 snow storms ago, their mail has been piling up, and every time I walk by their door I hear their cat yowling. They haven't taken out the trash or shoveled the walks. They always do that!
You might say "Addie, could they be on vacation?", well, it crossed my mind. But every time they go on vacation they leave little notes in our mailbox explaining where they will be, for how long, and how to reach them. They also leave the numbers of their sister, the heat company, the plow company, everything! So I don't know what to do! Where are they? Are they dead in their apartment? Is Sammy the cat living off of their rotting corpses? A friend of ours sealed the toilet crack to hold it for a bit, but it won't last much longer!
Anyways.. I hope they are okay.
Jonah spent the weekend at Auntie Addie's and Uncle Moose's this weekend! Jonah is Moose's 3 year old nephew who I love to bits, but boy is it crazy having a 3 year old around. Karl went nuts. Jonah had sprite and cheetos for breakfast on Saturday! Hah! We then went to Chuck E. Cheese with Andrew and Andrews 10 year old nephew Zack who is the most pleasant 10 year old boy I have EVER met! Not only was he very polite, he was fun and friendly and very helpful with Jonah. He took Jonah around to all the games and rides that us big kids couldn't do. Andrew said that when he walked Zack to the door when we dropped him off he said "Well Uncle Drew, THOSE are nice people!". Precious.
I'm off the Y-M-C-A.
Monday, February 21, 2005
I'm not feeling so 100% today, I'm on a double hangover. By the end of my double last night, I was working, and all I could think about was smoking a nice big cigarette and snorting a couple lines of cocaine.
Cocaine you say?! Yes. Cocaine AND acid! What the hell is wrong with me? I was working along, minding my own business and I was blindsided with a coke craving. A craving for something I have never even done. Now, don't anyone get worried, I'm not going to act on this. But I just think it's so insane that this came up, my whole entire life I have always told myself coke is the devil. VERY weird.
The Black Pearl Doubles make me Crazy.
So today I feel like I have the flu, yuck. But there is snow on the ground, which is nice. I like the winter if it's snowing, I don't like it when it's cold and not snowing. Happy Presidents day.
I'm going to work.
Friday, February 18, 2005
I just got back from Body Matters where I got the best manicure ever. Not only was it well done, but it was from one of the nicest "nail technicians" I've ever had. I'll say she was the first "nail technician" that I've had that spoke english, so maybe it was just because I could talk to her. Hooray for Body Matters, I go back on the 4th for a Fassage.
The copacetic mood I've been in for the past month and a half will slowly dissipate now that I'm back at work. I've been so calm lately, nothing phases me. I'll try and keep it up with tea and nice weather.
Did I mention I quit smoking? Blah, I hate it.
Off to the races.
Thursday, February 17, 2005
I think my feet got fatter over the break. I just put on my work shoes and they are tight and uncomfortable. I hope I can remember the menu. Well, I guess it wouldn't matter anyway, all anyone gets is chowder. I'm excited to finally have some sweet moolah.
Brendan Fraser, Actor
[when asked about his first impression of Christopher Walken] "... At the reading when I met him, he was eating a bowl of jalapeño peppers as if they were lozenges! [Laughs] And I
thought, 'That's my dad!' I loved him from The Dead Zone, That was a favorite film of mine. He's an entertainer of the highest order. He had a ritual, he'd suck lemons before he had to speak a mouthful of dialogue. So there were little chewed-up lemon wedges hidden all over the set, in his pockets, in his bathroom. And he ate a lot of garlic, too. I think he's based on his taste senses."
I'm going to chew on jalapeño peppers, lemons and garlic before I go to my tables.
I watched Top Gun for the first time last night. That's not true, I watched half of Top Gun, turned it off, and then stayed up till 1 playing Tiger Woods. It's a sick obsession.
Wednesday, February 16, 2005
Well, I went super super right on time. And it was just as I had expected, no one really showed up. Instead of only being there for a half hour or so, I was there for 3. But it wasn't bad, it was good to see everyone.
In the end, I'm glad I went. Now I am going to the mall on a skirt mission.
That posting promise didn't go as well as I had expected. I go back to work tomorrow. The break went okay, lots of movies and sleeping. Today, I am supposed to go in and help set up at 9:30/10:00, I haven't decided if I am going to show up. Not showing up is really not my style, but I really don't want to go in. All for the wrong reasons of course.
-I would rather go get a manicure.
-I don't know anyone that actually IS showing up, so that means that it will only be a very small handfull of us and it will take all day.
-The "manager" who usually takes care of this kind of stuff (getting us to show up at the right time) isn't there because she is in St. Croix and as far as I know, isn't coming back. Her phone has been disconnected and no one has heard from her in a month.
None of these reasons are good enough for me to not go, so I have three options. Go super super super early and hope no one is there and leave a note (asshole move). Go super super late and be able to help the last bits (asshole move). Get off the computer right now, get a tasty coffee, and suffer through it all and get a manicure after.
Jack Grisham is staying at my house at the end of March, who knew!
Thursday, January 13, 2005
It's been a really long time since I've updated.
I just got back from Florida.
I just haven't had anything to say, but I'm alive. I now have a month and half off of work, so I'll make up for the lack of posts.
Monday, November 1, 2004
I'm thinking about moving to Boston, in the past week I have driven to Boston and back 4 times. For example, last night I was supposed to pick up Bruno at the airport in Warwick, but he called at 8 and said he missed his plane and would be flying into Boston at 10. BOOOOO.. Happy Halloween. He was at the airport 2 hours early. He missed his plane because he got caught up watching football in the terminal. When he went to get on the plane they said he was too late and anyone that arrives at the gate less than 10 minutes before gets turned away. He was 9 minutes before.. One minute. I was also in Boston the night of the World Series, I was at a Celtics game. Hah.
I keep thinking that work is going to slow down, but it really isn't. Nirvana montage on TV, it reminds me of Chanel. I hate halloween because it's just turned into an excuse for chicks to dress like sluts. I know a girl that was a "Victoria's Secret Angel". If that isn't the dumbest costume ever, I don't know what is.
I really didn't have much to say, but I haven't posted in forever and I really wanted to show off this Trot Nixon icon that
Thursday, September 30, 2004
Wednesday, September 22, 2004
I've had so much on my mind lately and I've been meaning to post, but I haven't. I feel like I'm letting life just pass me by. I feel like I'm at this stupid stand-still in life and I'm just watching everything around me progress. Is it laziness? Maybe.. I'm notoriously lazy. I've worked at the Pearl now a long time, and it's getting me NOWHERE. I've said before that I need to go to school, but it's not even just that..
Honestly, I wonder if the path I've chosen is the wrong one.
I keep picturing what my life would have been like if I didn't meet Moose, if I didn't decide not to go away to college, if I didn't move out right away.. I wonder what kind of person I would be? I know it sounds weird, but it almost feels like I haven't made enough mistakes. I feel like I don't do enough to even mess up, it's the same thing everyday. I miss the drama and the excitement of life. And none of this has anything to do with my feelings for Moose, I love him and I always will.. But, I do miss my independence. I want to go out there and make mistakes, I want to learn new things. And I also know that Moose isn't holding me back from any of this, I don't know what is. I'm holding me back from it all. I could go to school, I could and DO travel. I have the most wonderful boyfriend and cat, and a BEAUTIFUL new apartment! But part of me just wants the Geographical Cure. The cure that means I go far away and start a new life.. run away? No. I just think I have a lot to offer and I need to do something with myself before I drive myself crazy.
Monday, September 6, 2004
I got pulled over tonight in Moose's car. He asked me to bring it home from the hospital so it wasn't still in the ER parking lot. I apparently didn't have the headlights on. I also didn't have my license on me, and the car isn't registered. The cops were pretty nice, they said they were on "DUI patrol" and anyone driving without their headlights on is usually drunk. I got pulled over once a long time ago. I was sort of buzzed, I had a car full of sort of buzzed people, and a pipe. They didn't give me any kind of breathalyzer, no test, they didn't search the car. I just got pulled over because I didn't have my headlights on. They let me go. The weird thing was, right before I got pulled over I was in Cumby's with Mikey Potter and he just turns to me, baked out of his mind and says "the cops are coming..". We left the store got in the car and bingo bango...
I almost broke down at work today when I saw my new schedule. I can't even talk about it.
I broke into my new apartment tonight on my way up stairs. When I say broke in, I mean I grabbed the handle and saw it was unlocked and went in. It's HUGE. The thing is, I'm paying for that apartment this month, which is $150 more than the one I'm in now. I have yet to hear when I'm going in! When I went in I noticed that there was all this paint around and it didn't look ready at all! Hmmmm.. I wish Moose was out of the 'pital, I'm lonely. It's sort of nice to come home to a house all alone and just hang out and have peace and quiet, not that nice though. It scared the shit out of me when the phone rang. At least I have Karl.. I hope there are good movies on TV.
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