![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ateolfdear god yesterday was so fucking long...i was awake for 20something hours...on 4 hrs of sleep...but not too long after my last post, after sitting online wasting time looking at The Onion and such, i went to class...i was the first person there, the professor was the second...the other three ppl who showed up (the usual crowd) came shortly after...he seemed pretty surprised when he walked in and i was the only person there...at the end he said he was giving me the attendence bonus...woo! i guess partly out of pity for how not-well i'm doing...after class i went to kill some time at Lastchance...Greg Oblivian was working and when i walked in Blank Generation had just started...which was weird 'cuz that album was in my car at the time, next in the queue of cds to be played...then after looking around, i asked him if the Electric Eels cd happened to show up in the new shipment he was checking...it wasn't, but i had only ordered it monday so i really wasn't expecting that...then he said some stuff about the Those Were Different Times comp...it was just pretty cool to talk (however briefly) to someone i don't know about the Electric Eels...
then i went to work...it was pretty slow...i left early...i made hardly any money...afterwards i went to look for stuff to do...i went to Turtle's Music (formerly known as Wherehouse) and found Flying Saucer Attack: Chorus used...there was also a bunch of other really good stuff in the new arrivals bin...although it was stuff i already have...i hate that! it's like there's something you wouldn't expect used and such a great opportunity and it rules so much...but i already have it! i wish i could be buying that! but i'm pleased w/ what i came away w/...
after that i went by the school to see if the library's open so i could waste some time in the lan lab...as i had figured, it wasn't...but instead i decided to just walk around in the cold for a little while...it was cold but i like walking...something i keep forgetting and never actually do...i walked around the big circular sidwalk on the other side of the library just for kicks, yo...then i drove around some more...
went to Neil's where Keith already was...(karaoke) i did "Addicted to Love" in the pseudo-style of Richard Hell/Pere Ubu/and my own bad singing flare...it was pretty phat...later Justin arrived and wanted me to do "Sister Christian" w/ him...so that was the double attack of bad singing...i went back and forth between my soulful Michael Bolton power-balladese and cock shrieking...there was also this Peruvian guy who's all cool and into My Bloody Valentine and Stereolab and Sonic Youth and stuff...i talked to him some when he wasn't strapped to some sucky chick, which was most of the night...i also hopefully didn't screw up some stuff for Brad although maybe...he had been talking about quitting Dominos and going to Camy's so i mentioned a driver quitting and that he should fill in an application, but this guy that was there that i didn't know happened to be someone he works w/ (a manager i think) and Brad was like "shhh!" causing me to catch on and i pretended to have been talking about something else...hopefully through the loudness of the karaoke it wasn't too noticable...
afterwards i went and hung out at Justin's watching him play Zelda...then he went to bed and i played some...then home and to bed at 6:30 for some far needed sleep...
and i'll save the best story for last! (actually i just forgot to mention it earlier and don't feel like splicing it back in chronologically...) but yesterday one of my turds attacked me! after class i went to use the bathroom in the music building...for some reason the toilets there are far far far too powerful...beyond any reasonable concept of what flushing should be...so i went and did my business and flushed when i was done and this huge blast of water started shooting everywhere and one of the smaller pieces of poo shot up into the air well past the toilet seat...i jumped back...luckily it landed straight back into the toilet and down into the sewage system...that's just bad business...sure it's terrible when it won't flush right and clogs up too easily...but there's still the far less imaginable, and far more horrific extreme on the other end...
thanksgiving food might happen in the not too distant future...and later one the grand finale of the Twin Peaks mararthon...wish me luck!(?)
then i went to work...it was pretty slow...i left early...i made hardly any money...afterwards i went to look for stuff to do...i went to Turtle's Music (formerly known as Wherehouse) and found Flying Saucer Attack: Chorus used...there was also a bunch of other really good stuff in the new arrivals bin...although it was stuff i already have...i hate that! it's like there's something you wouldn't expect used and such a great opportunity and it rules so much...but i already have it! i wish i could be buying that! but i'm pleased w/ what i came away w/...
after that i went by the school to see if the library's open so i could waste some time in the lan lab...as i had figured, it wasn't...but instead i decided to just walk around in the cold for a little while...it was cold but i like walking...something i keep forgetting and never actually do...i walked around the big circular sidwalk on the other side of the library just for kicks, yo...then i drove around some more...
went to Neil's where Keith already was...(karaoke) i did "Addicted to Love" in the pseudo-style of Richard Hell/Pere Ubu/and my own bad singing flare...it was pretty phat...later Justin arrived and wanted me to do "Sister Christian" w/ him...so that was the double attack of bad singing...i went back and forth between my soulful Michael Bolton power-balladese and cock shrieking...there was also this Peruvian guy who's all cool and into My Bloody Valentine and Stereolab and Sonic Youth and stuff...i talked to him some when he wasn't strapped to some sucky chick, which was most of the night...i also hopefully didn't screw up some stuff for Brad although maybe...he had been talking about quitting Dominos and going to Camy's so i mentioned a driver quitting and that he should fill in an application, but this guy that was there that i didn't know happened to be someone he works w/ (a manager i think) and Brad was like "shhh!" causing me to catch on and i pretended to have been talking about something else...hopefully through the loudness of the karaoke it wasn't too noticable...
afterwards i went and hung out at Justin's watching him play Zelda...then he went to bed and i played some...then home and to bed at 6:30 for some far needed sleep...
and i'll save the best story for last! (actually i just forgot to mention it earlier and don't feel like splicing it back in chronologically...) but yesterday one of my turds attacked me! after class i went to use the bathroom in the music building...for some reason the toilets there are far far far too powerful...beyond any reasonable concept of what flushing should be...so i went and did my business and flushed when i was done and this huge blast of water started shooting everywhere and one of the smaller pieces of poo shot up into the air well past the toilet seat...i jumped back...luckily it landed straight back into the toilet and down into the sewage system...that's just bad business...sure it's terrible when it won't flush right and clogs up too easily...but there's still the far less imaginable, and far more horrific extreme on the other end...
thanksgiving food might happen in the not too distant future...and later one the grand finale of the Twin Peaks mararthon...wish me luck!(?)
