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Thursday, December 22, 2005

ooooo wow where was I?

Alrighty, so it's Christmas break and I'm working the desk. For those of you that want to be PC it's "WINTER BREAK" but we're in freaking Alabama so you should be expecting to hear the first thing I said.

So that Pruitt kid got married and that was a blast. Gotta say it's always a lot of fun to be in a wedding and wear a tux all day long. ALWAYS.

But I like my keychain. I really do.

So I'm being pulled in about 4 directions for New Years...I'm about to just say screw it and sit at home with my parents. But we all know I won't do that...

This is the first crazy desk shift I've worked in a while. I mean I'm gonna be here from now until 6am...what's there to do? NOTHING. Who's there to talk to? No one. Do I wanna fight? No, not really. Leslie Gray is coming to Scottsboro tomorrow and I'm excited about it. I saw her in May but I feel like I haven't seen her in 17 years.

Last night I had a good time hanging out with Jared, Joe, and Michelle (Vorce...Y'all)-- THe evening started off with Me and Joe meeting up at Southern Family Markets (formely foodworld) and buying the beers. Jared (who had just driven in from Dallas) went with his mom to eat at Buena Vista...so Joe and I had to think of a way to kill time. We decide to go and eat at McDonalds. As we're leaving the parkinglot this semi-truck nails this little white car. Joe was trying to avoid the accident scene, so he drove through a couple of parking rows...the cops were there and and they didn't even have the lights flashing on top of their cars. One of them stopped Joe and got onto him for driving through the parking lot randomly...Joe was just trying to avoid the accident but hot damn...the cop stopped him anyway and got on him. He let us go but as we were rolling away and Joe was rolling up his window I said "Dick" really loud. ..which could have been a bad thing, but I don't think anyone heard me. So me and Joe proceeded to McDonalds and got our food. I sat down in a booth and didn't notice the toenail on the table. Joe pointed it out and flipped it away with a napkin...at this point I looked down on the floor and noticed a large pile of finger/toenail clippings...GROSS...who freaking cuts their finger/toenails in McDonalds...I mean that's horribly messed up. Anyway Joe and I proceeded with conversation. The idea of Dovers hooking up with Amanda Carlson while he was in town came into play. I vetoed it as Dovers legal council I advised against it as she is too much like his sister for him to even consider dating in any form or fashion. I mean shit. Later on Jared agreed. Anyway, we had a few drinks and talked for a few hours. Then I came home and left Malissa a voicemail which said "Bird...BUR---DUH...BIRD!" I think it freaked her out or something...because she called and woke me up at 8AM.


Tonight was the Wilson side Christmas party...and I've never been more annoyed with a bunch of kids in my life. It was at my parents house but all these babies/toddlers/preschoolers are around now and screaming and running around...getting into all kinds of ridiculous stuff. I mean by the end of it I was just ready to freaking shoot myself. I'm never having children. I'll adopt a preteen or something....just skip that whole infancy/toddler/youngin BS. Anyway...I got this 20 questions game thing in Dirty Santa...I was pleased. I was also #1 which meant I got to go first and last. That's the first time that's ever happened...and most likely will be the last. So, at 10 PM I jumped in the jeep and drove on up to Huntsville to work my hiney off at the desk. No excitement here....


Sidenotes:

1. Found a deer on the front part of the property. It was a doe...had a hole in it's chest about the side of my fist. It was pretty gross. All bloated in the sun...I wanted to poke it with a stick but I decided it was too cold to bother with it so I went back inside.
2. if you pick up a 2 year old...by his ankles and shake him...yogurt comes out.
3. "Nick it's not my fault your sister keeps dropping him on his head"
4. Hey Bessima!
5. I'm still keeping an eye on Kelly's van...but for some reason I really don't think it's going anywhere. Right now it's covered in frost.
6. 5 hours and 35 minutes to go.
7. Not sleeping tonight.
8. that thing couldn't guess that I was thinking of a waffle iron, or of a paperclip, but somehow it guessed right on the raccoon, the ceiling, and cartoons.
9. I wonder if I'll see anyone else tonight besides T-zim.
10. A spoonful weighs a ton.


TAKE IT EASY (Love Nothing) -Bright Eyes

First with your hands
Then with your mouth
Downpour of sweat
Damp Cotton Clouds
I was a fool, you were my friend
We made it happen
You took off your clothes
Left on the light
You stood there so brave
You used to be shy
Each feature improved
Each movement refined
And eyes like the showroom
Now they're spreading out the blankets on the beach
That weatherman's a liar he said it'd be raining
But it's clear and blue as far as I can see

Left of the lamp right next to the bed
On a cartoon cat pad she scratched with a pen
"Everything's just as it's always been
This never happened
Now don't take it bad it's nothing you did
Just once something dies
You can't make it live
You're a beautiful boy
A sweet little kid
But I am a woman"
So I laid back down and wrapped myself up in the sheet
And I must have looked like a ghost cause something frightened me
And since then I'm so good at Vanishing

Now I do as I please and I lie through my teeth
Someone might get hurt but it won't be me
She'll probably feel cheap
But I'll just feel free and a little bit empty
No it isn't so hard to get close to me
They'll be no arguments
We'll always agree
And I'll try to be kind when I ask you to leave
We'll both take it easy
But if you stay too long inside my memory
I'll trap you in a song tied to a melody
And I'll keep you there so you can't bother me

2 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

hey yo never know someone might have a strange desire to own one purple beat up van!!

9:32 PM  
Blogger Joe said...

Fucking cops...

7:30 PM  

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