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| 06:52pm 02/01/2004 |
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mood: lazy music: deathcab
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this vacation has been pretty action packed, with work and shows and all.
saw straylight run and motion city soundtrack, both were excellent.
new years eve was pretty laid back and tiring. included coldplay, office space, nintendo, and sleeping but im glad i stayed home.
i got mad dvds for christmas and thats pretty much it.
another work story: im pouring soup for this grizzly adams looking fellow and i look up to see a tire come flying through the window. a car tire. turns out it like...snapped off the car? and took a weird bounce off the curb and came crashing through the window. it was so cool. nobody got hurt.
speaking of work. i work every thursday, and for those of us who still have a sense of time and increments of time, youd know yesterday was thursday. therefore i had work. i got up around noon, then took a nap at 1 until 2:30. i got up to start getting ready for work and i was dragging through the house mumbling to myself about having to go. i get all ready (hat and all) and my dad drives me to the store.
TURNS OUT THE STORE WAS FUCKING CLOSED.
i called my boss to make sure, came home, went to sleep for about a half hour, then went to ufn practice.
which reminds me. friday january 9th around 7 is bands of the bull. come see ufn rock the shit out of everybody again (...) but seriously it should be good.
hopefully im partying it up tonight, and tomorrow night, and then chillaxing on sunday since my parents wont be home (theyre dropping off my sister.) |
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| forever let it go |
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| 01:19pm 23/12/2003 |
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mood: good music: elliot smith
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man im sick. its not like a crippling bronchitis thing its more like a pussy "shouldve worn a jacket because now you have a cold" sick. whatever, i didnt go out sunday night and i was mega bored but i think it helped.
last night i worked with jameson petschauer and this kid scott (appropriately nicknamed "toolbox") and it was a party. jameson was filling the dressing bottles while i was making the coldcuts and we were having a good time with it.
my boss, joe, the coolest guy ever: "you guys done bullshitting?"
jameson: "..nope"
joe: "thats cool"
i had this whole elaborate story worked out in my head about why i needed to take off from work today. it was going to be perfectly executed and maybe even bring on a tear or two. i approached my boss cautiously and said "would it be ok if i took off from work tomorrow? because my--" and then she cut me off with "sure." went over to her time sheet, took me off, and said "there you go." i wasnt expecting this at all, of course, so i just kinda stood there in my douchebag quizno's hat and said "wow...thanks!"
the reason i took off from work is so i could see as tall as lions at the village pub play an acoustic set because i havent seen them in months. im going with a bunch of people and were gonna wander around port jeff before the show. its two days before christmas, and port jeff is pretty. so ill just get sicker but itll be worth it.
we have two fucking straight weeks off. jesus.
i think its safe to say that the junior class couldnt get any cooler right now. next year is going to be a non stop good time, with cars and cutting school and not worrying about grades and whatnot.
this friday i might have people over for a viewing of "the crucible" by ron howard. if you wanna come let me know.
if youve ever taken an sat class, let me know if it helped. because my parents and i are undecided about it.
i dont have any homework. let that sink in. i dont have any homework.
the return of the king was ridiculous, and i HATED the first two. so go see it.
"all i'm saying is, in his prime, muhammed ali was much better than anti-lock brakes." |
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4|man your own jackhammer |
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| in my own defense.. |
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| 07:42pm 06/12/2003 |
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mood: cranky music: postal service
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im not really a mean guy. im just kidding. always. take nothing i say to heart. ever.
im not really a perverted guy. im just kidding. unless you actually want to get naked and dance in my room.
ill do you a favor if you want. you just have to remind me because i have a short attention span and im lazy. even with something as simple as burning a cd. just remind me.
snow sucks on fridays and saturdays. the snowblower broke in the middle of me using it, so i had to shovel the rest with my mom. expensive machines shouldnt break like that in weather theyre supposed to work optimally in. i wanted to light it on fire.
we should just...burn the snow off the driveway. itd be safe.
nicole was supposed to come over yesterday, but she didnt. jill was supposed to come over today, but she didnt. we were supposed to play poker at zachs tonight, but we arent. fuck winter in its stupid, 3 month long ass.
i found out today middle of my dartboard is made out of wood. so its impossible to get a bullseye. thats what you get for buying a dartboard at a shady dollar store in selden.
im sleeping over zachs tonight with zach, jimmy, pimp box, and hartard. pimp box is really cool, he should hang out with us all the time.
i bet san diego doesnt have snow right now.
fuck you san diego.
168 days until i can fucking drive |
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7|man your own jackhammer |
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| good thing i update ever |
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| 10:29pm 01/12/2003 |
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music: love spit love - am i wrong
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thanksgiving was awesome. brand new, ricos, and shizs was really fucking funny. cant wait until christmas.
i havent been doing anything at all. i dont do my homework anymore and im still pulling halfway decent grades out of nowhere. 3 full weeks of school isnt gonna fly with me.
so acoustic cafe got fucked up and were not doing hey ya anymore which is very disappointing. ufn is probably gonna play the artist in the ambulance by thrice (if we ever get a singer) so make sure you check that out.
brian csorny at ricos: "this fire spreads like wildfire!"
hulk, whenever hes drunk: "whats goin onnnnn?? im a goner!"
nicole was supposed to come over sunday, but she made up some bogus story about her mom not taking her and her sister commenting about homework. so i didnt get to see her at all this weekend and she was stuck home. sucks.
i need to fucking drive. and i need more money. quiznos is always a party with zach arthus jameson and petschauer, and jordan might be working there also so were just gonna get crunk and fuck bitches at work. once the store opens in smithtown it will be the sweetest job ever.
i feel like im always waiting for something to come. like..i was waiting for thanksgiving, now im waiting for christmas, then im gonna be waiting for february break, then april break (PARTY AT ZACHS WHATTUP), then driving. and its not just because the seniors are coming home, its just because i get to sleep. i think when i start driving ill finally be satisfied. because i feel like i always want something more. i dunno. shut up john. ok.
ahhhhh i have to get up in the morning. fuck my cock. |
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2|man your own jackhammer |
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| nyc, motherfucker |
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| 07:00pm 16/11/2003 |
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mood: exhausted music: prize fighter inferno - "im going to kill you"
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ok, i went to the city on saturday and this is a recap of it.
me zach and jimmy took the 1:31 train from smithtown, switched in hicksville, and got to penn at 3:04. we ate at pizza hut/nathans and called tina, ronnie, and maureen to come down and meet us. they met us at "the big thing" which has all the times listed and we took the c train to 42nd street. we partied in times square in the colossal toys r us and then went back downtown to deidres dorm. we met her boyfriend abe whos a cool guy and we hung out in deidres room for a while and decided to go get food at the yummy house chinese food place. we hiked there and while we were waiting, this guy says "hey nice shoes, why dont you give me em" like a mugger..and it turned out to be christian. he was with mack and we didnt know where they were gonna be so it was totally awesome.
me and zach split with mack and christian and went to little italy to meet up with martucci, cioni, varin, drew olsen and mike petralia. i hugged cioni for a good 5 minutes and then we went to la mela restaurant. it was mad crowded and expensive and not worth it but it was a good time. after that we went to the bank then the liquor store then to drew and mikes apartment.
they replaced the lights in there with lights of different colors. so the apartment was red, green, blue, pink, and any other color except off white. it was so fucking cool. everybody got drunk except me and jimmy and we just chilled out with all our friends. there was loud music and dancing and laughing and talking. i started laughing to myself because im the luckiest person in the world. im a junior and i was hanging out in the city until 1:45 in the morning. i dont care how much i sound like an asshole right now. it was cool.
so me and jimmy and a shitfaced zach made our way back to the penn, and took the train into smithtown. we got back around 3:15 and then my dad drove us home.
list of people at drews and mikes: drew, mike, varin, cioni, martucci, mack, christian, jeff, casey shea, deidre, abe, maureen, ronnie, tina, jimmy, myself, zach, pj mulhern, two other girls named christina, some english guy named james, and some of drew and mikes friends. it was the best night in a while.
oh friday was cool too. i hung out with rizzi mj walter andy rj walsh and zach at andrews after the milk challenge (drink a half gallon full of milk in the shortest time, vomiting and hilarity ensue) and watched this sick movie called "the black 6."
this was one of the best weekends in a while. |
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5|man your own jackhammer |
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| junior year isnt that bad |
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| 07:43pm 28/10/2003 |
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mood: exhausted music: new amsterdams
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im having a pretty good time right now. im not gonna lie.
everythings where it should be right now and i dont think id change a thing.
the gj show got completely cancelled which is most terrible, randy macho man savage came out with a cd which is most AWESOME.
adventureland was ill...me cunningham zach walsh and tim vetter just fuckin partied until we got so wasted we couldnt even stand up anymore. on the bumper cars we wer e the red viper assassination squad and we totally teamed up on this one douchebag and ruined his day. it was dope.
anyway. halloween should be cool, but the matrix should be fucking sweet. i really cant wait to see how it ends. |
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2|man your own jackhammer |
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| 08:43pm 14/10/2003 |
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typed on zachs calculator in math: "this is suck pants."
later on in the period: "this is worse than suck pants."
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cunningham is dressed up as ash ketchem from pokemon
mike smith: "hey ash why dont you go catch em all--"
cummingonyourfaceham: "hey mike why dont you go die."
me: "this is so annoying why doesnt it work out--"
::gets slapped with cunninghams batting glove, sits in awe for about a minute::
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matt walsh, sung eloquently: "kind of reminds me of that time i fell on a pole and got a bruise on my gooch."
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zach, everyday: "doody."
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thats pretty much it |
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| seniors are cool |
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| 12:21pm 13/10/2003 |
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mood: disappointed music: guk
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this weekend was incredible. im actually gonna recall all that i remember.
friday, i got home from school and called kate to see when she was picking mack up off the ferry. so she came and got me, we fucked for a while, then went to port jeff. kate barely had the car stopped, i swung open the door, ran to mack, and jumped into his arms and totally shouldered his lip hardcore. we drove to hulks where a great story occurred, and only a select few can hear it because its really embarassing (and funny!)
i came home, napped, and then veronica came home at like 7. we ate dinner and then made some calls to see what was up. cioni said people were at her house so we went there. i hugged cioni for like a good 5 minutes. cesiro, kanter, pete, bill, walsh, and kim all came and talked for a while. it was really weird mainly because it wasnt weird. it was just like a normal conversation but with some college stories thrown in.
we waited for varin then drove to starbucks, which is a totally different place without the college kids around. i saw shiz, and jumped into his arms also, and then made the rounds and said hey to everybody there. we played frisbee and talked and laughed and it was perfect. after like an hour or two at starbucks we went to jills and watched some strong bad emails and talked really loudly and got jill in trouble.
we went back to shizs house and partied like we always do. walsh was at his best with making up songs and kept going for like 45 minutes. then afterwards, in the pitch black, everybody started beating the shit out of each other. walsh went upstairs to go to the bathroom so we got pillows and were ready to knock him the fuck out when he got down the stairs. when he came back down he said "wow i cant see anything" but was interrupted by his falling down the stairs. classic.
i ended up going to bed around 5 and then walking up at 8 to go to my grandmas house to see my cousins from tennessee. sssuuucks.
after lying through our teeth about helping to set up for the homecoming parade, we went home. kces came over and we went to la primavera where she and i had our normal conversations about dead babies, black babies, dying babies, etc. it made v laugh pretty hard.
so after pizza i napped and was woken up by jimmy being at my house. we watched family guy and he passed out. i called cioni and she said she was on her way to go to ralphs and that shed pick us up. i love her. a lot. anyway, we went to ralphs and then to hulks and watched the red sox/yankees game. it was nuts. but thats not important either. after that, me v and will went to the homecoming game and hung out with everybody like old times. swillz didnt win homecoming king because everybodys an idiot. after the game we went to friendlys and then back to my house. it was awesome. we played emogame 2 and watched family guy and everything we usually do. walsh shiz zach and roseman slept over.
in the morning my dad had pancakes and bacon already made because hes the fucking man. we ate it, naturally, then we said bye to shiz. then my parents sprung on me at noon that i was going to my grandmas AGAIN at 4 and i was really fucking mad. i fought it like all day but ended up going for two hours. it sucked. my dad drove me back to my house, then zach picked me up and we went to baja for laras birthday. she wasnt that surprised but it was still cool. we went to starbucks and actually went inside (weird) and waited for walsh to come. we went to pulitos with the most random people youve ever seen. it got kinda boring so me, ronnie, nitz, maureen, zach, agata, and will all left. walsh and kim saw us while they were leaving also, and they came with us.
we went to wendys. realized nobody actually wanted wendys except ronnie, so we waited for the douchebag to get food. then me ronnie and will went to mcdonalds and then met everybody at gaynor park. we went on the swings while zach and will played basketball without a ball. also classic. we went to st james video where will hooked zach up with silence of the lambs and then we left. the girls wanted to go the diner, will wanted to go home, and me zach and ronnie wanted to do something stupid. so we bought a bottle of tide to put in a fountain somewhere. milleniums was off, and the one at the corner of lake and main street ALREADY HAD BUBBLES IN IT. piss me off. anyway, we just went back to millenium, put the bottle underneath the fountain, and went inside. i forget what happened, but ronnie started laughing with water in his mouth. we all egged him on to spit it out, and he did all over the table. it was grossly beautiful. i drew a fake id on a napkin. the name was "fehronnie strohsahlowitz," he was 22, was a stick figure, had "over 21...nnniiiiiccce," "i <3 boobies," and "this isnt a fake id" on it. we headed over to the oasis and walked in to see totally busted strippers just hanging out. a guy came over and asked for our ids, so ronnie handed him the napkin. the guy peeked at it for quite a while, started laughing and said "thats unique" and then kicked us out. i went home after that.
so thats homecoming weekend. couldnt have been better if you ask me.
this entry was pretty much for me so i could remember everything that happened. if you read it all, congratulations. i fucking hate you. |
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