Yet another sighting of the infamous "Tits Magee"

So...not much going on since this morning. We did a whole lot of work. I've been harassed by Martin Munn because I don't write about him on my blog...but seriously...he doesn't read it...so how would he know?

Kelsey and I split off from the group today and we had some wild escapades through the building of CCRH. On our journey we encountered many awesome things...like the crazy sasquatch of the 4th floor trash room...or maybe that was just John Ellis Gifford, III...I'm really unsure...we ran away pretty quick. ON the 5th floor we were putting new info sheets on the back of the doors and suddenly there's crazy cheerleader from TCS "Tits Magee" --I was singing some Ben Folds all through the hallway and she just gave me a blank stare....you dont understand this girl looked like a robot. Like something out of star wars or something. Bryant was like, "what's star wars?" --kids...gah. The poor Mallorie was frustrated...we all ate in the cafeteria...and we all ate until we couldn't eat anymore... Bryant had about 3 huge cups of chocolate milk with his 4 chicken fingers and pizza...I mean this kid is nine years old and he had to have been full...

I wasn't feeling well after lunch.

Martin Munn made me listen to a "The Darkness" song...I just don't know how to feel about that.

Mallorie, Kelsey, Bryant and I went to get stupid milk crates for stupid Malissa cause she can't do anything for her stupid self. I mean it's ridiculous. So we pull up to the out of business food world and get some milk crates...and unload them...all in front of Malissa's door. And we're not helping her move them into her room. Buttpies. I tell you. Bryant went outside to play...but all he did was play with the phone...Nick reprimanded him like a constipated goat on exlax...it was just so gross. I felt bad for Bryant.

"Oh my how embarassing."

Sidenotes:

1. So, you've read my blog and haven't left any comments...shame on you.
2. Man, I could play better baseball than the Sucksville Stars.
3. Martin Munn = Bag of LAME
4. Kelsonator, yes, she has been mentioned...in the famed icantevendrinkaroundthem.
5. Kids running around freakin me out.
6. Sully likes your mom.
7. Sully solid streams your mom.
8. Joe Ybarra, I decline to comment on you.
9. Jared, you need to update.
10. Nick...how did you ever get those beds turned up on their ends....I even put peanut butter on them for you...but you still remain alive...
11. Peanut Butter= Kryptonite to Alfred Nick Hensley.
12. There's just no way that Batman Begins is going to top Batman Returns.
13. Oh, wait I meant there's no way that Batman Begins is going to top The Mummy Returns.
14. Kelsey, give me my hat back.

If you wrote me off
I'd understand it
Cause I've been on
Some other planet
So come pick me up
I've landed

-Ben Folds

A Stars Game and a Whole LOTTA suck

So I went to this Huntsville Stars game. That's about all I can tell you. They lost. I think they decided that it was a good night to lose because I was coming to see them.

People in the group of attendance:
1. Nick
2. Bryant
3. Kelsey
4. Malissa
5. Stephanie
6. Danielle
7. Lauren

*as soon as I got there I was wondering if they had a kiss cam like the one at the Kansas City game I went to last summer....turns out they did. And during the sixth inning they put it on me and Danielle. This was kind of a strange situation since I had only met her the first time that night. The outcome was pecks on the cheek...but it was still ok...I think. Well, I enjoyed it...it was a lot of fun. And Bryant thought it was awewsome (he's nine) but more on Bryant later.

So we didnt have to work yesterday because we got ahead and couldn't do anything. Malissa finally found a job. She's going to be a car salesman...person...whatever I dont' care about being PC anymore....although I really should...I'm not cause this is my blog and it's what I wanna write. But of all things she's going to be unleashing more saturns on the world...I ahve a quiet discontent about the whole ordeal...if only she wasn't selling the spawn of satan. My parents just won't like it...I know. I went to Decatur to help Brad with some things...like moving the crappy washer and dryer off his deck and to the road. We also moved brush and sprayed poison oak with roundup. Mandy made grilled cheese and a semi-pleasant time was had by all...or well at least me. Brad and I washed the cars. Then I drove back to Huntsville. When I got back...Thiago, Nick, and Bryant (9year old Kelsey's bro) were also washing cars by the side door. So I stayed out there and talked to them for a while. Bryant had this little foam basketball and was throwing it around and we were cutting up and having a good time till he punched me in the nuts and I thought I was going to vomit. I had to excuse myself because I would have most likely killed him if I had stayed. I'm not really sure why he punched the jewels but it sure did hurt. Nick thought he punched me in the beeb...I rather he would have. I went back to the couch to recouperate. Then I got up and got ready for the hanging out with the Angie. I drove to her place and then she drove us to eat at O'Charlies. I was contemplating steak but instead I had the usual....she had the same. After dinner we went back to her place and watched tv till her roommate and her roommate's sister came in...then it got very funny...I think. Anyway, I had a good time and I hope she did too but one never knows. She probably thought I was lame. Let me just clarify for those who read this...it wasn't a date...it was just hanging out. I've been doing a lot of that lately and I think it might in a way be better. Then later a late run to McDonalds with Malissa...and the taunting of the sully.

Sidenotes:

1. I met Pierre the dog. What a strange name for a dog.
2. 28 days strong.
3. I think Courtney has written me off.
4. Does anyone actually read this? If so...leave a message on the comment section I'm trying to figure out if I should continue the blog.
5. Songs for Silverman by Ben Folds is maybe his best album yet...but I dunno...Rockin the Suburbs is pretty hard to top...this one is growing on me though.
6. Why does everything have to be so complicated?
7. Space teachers making me crazy.
8. Time to go.

Jared Dovers and his epic battle with the couch

Ok, so the other night I went to Scottsboro and Jared and I went to the docks (hicktown/small bar for those of you who are not scottsboro natives) Michelle Vorce and Kayla Jones were along for the ride too...I never dreamed in a thousand years I'd see either one of them that evening when I was driving to the boro. It was a nice time and everyone enjoyed themselves...I think. After we left Jared and I went back to his house and I played his "classical" guitar for a while...whilst he spoke with his lover on the telephone. I dunno how long he talked but I played for a while...a while until I got tired of playing and that usually takes a WHILE....but I put the guitar up and laid down for the evening. Jared comes in and is like, "I'm sleeping on this couch"--but all during the night I'd wake up and see him flailing over there. He should have just taken the bed and put my skinny self on the couch...so gracious was my host. So the next thing I know, it's 7:15AM and my phone is ringing...I have overslept (cause I completely forgot to set an alarm) and I am missing my shift at the front desk...but it's ok, Thiago covered it and I'm taking his next tuesday...God Bless that Brazilian. So I drove back to Huntsville pretty much when I woke up. Brian called me when I was almost there and was like, "dude where are you?" (Brian is my younger brother) for some reason (he was picking up his car from Jerry Damson) he was at my residence hall waiting on me. So, I took a shower and then we went out for breakfast.

So that was my fun experience in Scottsboro...and I needed it cause it was getting awfully mundane here in NCRH...I needed to get away.

I met Brad and Mandy's dog (Daisy Mae) She was alright...but a little high strung. Poor Maggie Moo (our golden/chocoloate lab mutt puppy) got hit by a car. She's still alive but she's been at the vet for a few days. I tell you that Linda Kay is a dog hittin machine.

Time for the sidenotes:

1. I was very irresponsible when I missed my desk shift.
2. Ben Folds' new album "Songs For Silverman" is really good and you should totally get it.
3. A phone call at 2AM is probably the oddest first conversation time I've ever experienced. You're a cool girl Erin. Stay golden.
4. The band at the Docks played "Sweet Malissa" it was pretty good.
5. Jared Dovers you're a hell of a guy.
6. Joe Ybarra I decline to comment on you.
7. A "shout out" to Rachel. Hello.
8. Thank God that next week I'm not team leader anymore.
9. Checkouts can be confusing when people don't write down all the necessary information on the rosters...sorry, that makes no sense unless you're a CA.
10. S'mores...I don't like them. But I do like throwing flaming marshmallows at trees.
11. Danielle.
12. Here's to good music.

25 days strong.

What is that banging noise?

There's some kinda weird banging going on in the room above me. I am afraid.

I am strong. I am 21 days strong...I cannot give in.

So lately all I see around me is a lot of away messages on IM that deal with heartbreak. I don't know why...I guess summer is a time that everyone looks for relationships or has the time to think about past ones. I find myself not thinking...mostly. I also find myself not believing...wholly. Yeah, so...just the usual bullship going on here in this life. Nothing more nothing less.

This week I am team leader and it's a lot of stress. This is our busiest week yet and I can't seem to organize everything that needs to get done in my head...I just can't focus.

Went out with Rachel last night. I had a steak. Then we came back to my room and we watched "The Terminal"--I didn't remember it being such a sucky movie...but I guess it is a sucky movie. Poor Dovers called me last night, he got pulled over in Tennessuck for going 65 in a 55...poor Dovers in his black 2005 HONDA CRV...poor Dovers--The cops have a Dovers radar or something.

Sidenotes:

1. I'd like to hit you in the face with a wiffleball bat.
2. The banging I was hearing was Thiago with his hammer...nails
3. Joe Ybarra took my sister out on a date.
4. BOO...I hate pagers.
5. Sully is actually a father...shhhh...Malissa doesn't know. His puppies were hidden from her in order to preserve the hope of the rebellion...they were also separated, and one has been taught the ways of the force.
6. Sully Vader?
7. I'm about to go on my rounds.

I don't know your face no more
Or feel the touch that I adore
I don't know your face no more
It's just a place I'm looking for

We might as well be strangers in another town
We might as well be living in a different world
We might as well

I don't know your thoughts these days
We're strangers in an empty space
I don't understand your heart
It's easier to be apart

We might as well be strangers in another town
We might as well be living in another time
We might as well be strangers

For all I know of you now
For all I know

-Keane "We Might As Well Be Strangers"

Well, it's been a while...

Sorry folks...I've been really busy (I say folks like more than a couple of people read this or something). My job started and I've been working full time. Granted I have had time to update there's just not much going on...etc.

Anyway, um...Leslie came to visit for a while the other day. It was nice because I hadn't seen her in a quite a long time. She and the rest of her family came to the boro for Stephanie's graduation...

I'm really enjoying the people I work with. I think they're all a blast and we work really well together. I think it works well BECAUSE we're all kinda different from each other and we (at least I) think it's cool to hang out with new people for a change. Make some new friends...well, really the only people I didn't know coming into this were Daylon and John. I'd already met Stephanie, Kelsey, Mallorie, and Thiago. But I find that we're all becoming fast friends and coming up with inside jokes already...SUCH AS THE PF LAMB!

I spend most of my free time on the facebook now. DAMN that thing is addictive. Right now I'm working the front desk because the Conference Assistants have to do desk hours from 7am-9am every day (not all of us...just like one of us but we take turns...rotations...yes...like pitchers). The little brother got a new car...a Honda Civic 2001 Coupe...and almost immediately the transmission died on him. But it's cool cause it's still under the warranty. I finally got my camry back yesterday and I now have a radio to listen to again (I had been driving an acura legend with no radio...seriously...a big hole in the dash where the radio was). Anyway, that's about all that's going on I guess.

Sidenotes:

1. How dare those kids above me run around and dribble basketballs at 2am! I went and took care of that.
2. I can't decide whether or not I want to keep this car.
3. I am strong...17 days strong...17 days gone...17 days I'm strong.
4. The facebook is the devil.
5. I am convinced that Sully likes to torment Malissa...that on some level he derives some sort of pleasure out of peeing/yaking on things in her apartent.
6. If you are from Alabama-Huntsville and you're on the facebook and you haven't joined "The Original Napoleon" Group...then you're lame.
7. Hey Rachel.
8. Joe Ybarra where have you gone? Why don't you come to Huntsville? Why did you not stay around?
9. Cheers to Jared Dovers and his new riding experience.
10. I am the founding member of the Thiago Carvalho Fans Unite group.
11. Chuck Norris or Vandam who's gonna win in a fight to the death?
12. New song...something new...I am writing again and it feels good.
13. "Buffening the muscles...." -Nick Hensley

I don't even recognize you.