wouldn't that be better?

i'll start off by mentioning the fact that "yesterday," after my first class, i ran into Josh Summit in the hall...his band's playing the Map Room november 13th...i must remember to attend...i suspect his talents will be put to much greater use in this synth pop (as he called it) than the sp00ky waste that was Columbarium...

before work, i went by and paid rent on the practice space...then i went over to Legba where i purchased Pavement's Slow Century dvd...2 dvd's for $20...fuckin' sweet...and Tim Prudhome of Fuck fame was working the register...

work was hella busy...this 10th anniversay special coupon thing that Camy's got out there is quite popular...one odd thing: i delivered to some guy at Clear Channel and he recognized me from Clement Hall at UT Knoxville...THAT was a long time ago...my kind've funny story for the night: the last run i took was to the Mariott and i happened to take the order on the phone too...it was some Brittish guy...he was asking what we have...and he'd order something and then i'd ask "will that be all?" and he'd be like "ugh! i dun't know! you need to fookin' tell me whatcoo gut!" (he wasn't Scottish, but a Scottish accent makes everything funnier...like Peter Hook...and, in case you haven't guessed, i'm throwing in half of those words for comedic effect...because comedy makes the word go 'round, man...) and about the third time i asked him if that was all, he yelled at me...it wasn't a mean yell, kind've joking, but he was like "UGH! YOU NEED TO TELL ME WUTCHOO GOOT! I DOON'T KNOW!" (when i'm on the phone, i'm completely running on habit...) then i when i delivered the food, i was giving him the credit card receipt and (as it was the last order and at this point it was just after fuckin' 3am i was kind've in a hurry...) as i haned it to him i said "sign here and fill out this part" ("this part" of course, being where you put the tip...) he said "ugh! yeer fookin' agressive, laddy!" i was a bit taken aback, and politely mumbled something about not really being aggressive and it's just late...(the way i pointed the stuff out on the receipt wasn't forceful or anything...just direct, i guess...) and he was like "ugh! i think it's great!" then he gave me a $7 tip...there were so many fucking dishes...we didn't get out of there 'til about 10 after 5am...Tim was mostly working on the dishes...i took the last one (a big run, downtown...as i already said i was still at the Mariott at 3am...so i didn't get back 'til 3:15 at the very earliest...) so he was working on those while i was gone on that run...i did the sweepin' and the other crap...then helped him finish the last bit of dishes...not as bad as it could've been, considering how fucking enormous the pile of dishes was...but anyway...enough of this rubbish...

here's some other rubbish though...Leah, this cute girl that's been working at Camy's for a little while now, is no longer working there...i guess she quit...and her boyfriend had just broken up w/ her last weekend...damnit...a perfect rebound opportunity gone! oh wait...that would mean that a girl would talk to me/have any interest in me...hoo-ah!

though...i'm hoping the other dudes is able for practice tomorrow...after i get off work...i'm not closing, just 6-rush...though i expect it'll be super-fucking busy again...i can't say fo sure when i get off...it might be 10ish...but yea...i think that'd be a good idea, if ya'll's're able...also, in terms of other hangin's outs tomorrow night, i think some dvd watchin' could be in effect, yo...i have copies of 8½ and the Pavement dvds itchin' to be watched...you know i'm in the right...