...metal with an EDGE!!!

lessee...met up w/ Paul and Kerry at IHOP for allyoucaneat catfish...but i wasn't too hungry so i didn't even eat all of the first serving...then i went to work...there's a new bullshit rule that Camy has instigated...drivers no longer call at midnight, but are required to show up at the fucking store for the 12-2 shift...even if it's slow...and no matter what, at least one driver has to fucking stay the shift...even if it's slow...this has really gotten me considering quitting and joining ranks w/ Keith at the North End...we'll see...after work i met up w/ Keith and Brad and we picked up Jacques and met Paul at the practice space for The Family Ghost's first practice as a 5 piece!!! it was pretty fuckin' awesome...we worked on two songs: "A Better Way of Failing" and "A Series of False Starts"...Paul added a new guitar part to "A Better Way of Failing" and Keith abandoned his old guitar part on "A Series of False Starts" and added a Moog part...(Paul had already come up w/ his own guitar part for that song a while back...) all in all it's sounding pretty fuckin' awesome...we're gonna fucking rule when we play out...no ball shall be spared...yea...so at midnight i went back to fucking work...i took one fucking run...it was to the birthplace at the med...several orders (and two different floors) but the same building...i did walk away w/ $12 or $13 somehow...but still...it fucking sucked going back in...after that i went back over to Brad's and we (Keith was there too) listened to the tape recordings from the night's practice...and we brought out an older tape of post-Keith recordings for Keith to listen to...we talked long about the band and fantasized about the new parts to be added...(we even drew up a chart of who plays what on what song...trying to figure out what instruments should be added...yea, a chart...that's how fucking cool we are...) i just feel sorry for all those other bands out there that can't be the best band ever...'cuz, you know, we've already taken that position...

oh yea...i remembered something that happened on my closing shift monday...i delivered to this guy and he totally fucking hit on me...i guess i got the food to his door in a rapid manner and as i was scanning the credit card he said something like "you're fast. you do everything fast!" well, i've been doing this for over a year, so i guess i have the credit card scanning routing down or something...and he was totally giving me the look...it was kind've creepy so i just ignored him...(okay, i guess this wouldn't be natural for me to pass up this moment to add in a gay sex joke so i won't disappoint ya'll...) normally i wouldn't've hesitated to start slammin' his trunk then and there, but having just made a delivery to Keith, all my sperms were gone and i wasn't in the mood...yea...