Ok so I just went to Hawaii last weekend... It was fun. I went out for my friends art show. I actually had some art in it as well because I am so creative! Anyway. It was good to see everybody.. I jumped in the water for a bit, skated a little and hung out a lot.. Oh yeah and I got a new tattoo.. All in a days work.
So what do the japanese call Long Beach?
... wrong beach!
Haha.. anyway.. I just moved to long beach. I chilled with Snoop the other day. We drank 40's and beat boxed.
But seriously, nothin's been new. I've been surfing a lot more. I bought a board for 110 bucks. Pretty good deal. It is my sole mission in life to get a radical barrel right now. So I've been goin out when its really big to try to obtain the glory of the barrel but have, so far, been unsuccessful. My time is coming though. I can feel it. When I drop into a monster of a wave, align the nose of my board down the line, tuck down and let nature take its course. I've been through this routine before but nature decided to take its course in the form of smashing me into the sand and dragging me around underwater until she gets bored. But one day. She will be nice.
No photos because I'm at work right now. I have hair again. I just saw the photo of me with no hair.. That's funny.
Oh yeah.. I just went to vegas and lost 200 bucks. That sucked.
bye
All right so I'm back from San Francisco.. I didn't get to hook up with Auntie Irene. Our schedules just never matched.. But I did get to drive down the crookedest street in the world! That was fun. I also got to try Sangria, which is a Mexican drink consisting of red wine, vodka, and fresh fruit. It was amazing from what I remember. Ok well its bed time.
All right well, I've been working at the dealership up in Scottsdale for like 4 days now and I'm already getting tired. I go to bed by 11 at the latest. And by the time I get to UPS I'm just burnt out. But it'll be worth it once I start getting paid from the other place. I should be getting my first check on the 10th. I get paid every 10th and 25th I think. I've met some pretty interesting people too. Oh yeah and Ken the old guy that Lorin was telling me about isn't an asshole. He seems pretty nice. And now that Lorin is gone people are talking shit about him. So Lorin was the guy that people didn't really like. He seemed all right to me so I don't know. But he annoyed some people.
Oh so you know how Mike accused me of spreading rumors about him beating Mary or whatever. Well, that little bitch has been telling Maureen all this bullshit like I cheated on Jamie all the time so I must be cheating on Mary and that I treat Mary like shit and all this crap. Which he wouldn't know anything about. Maureen knows more about it than he does. So Maureen knows its bullshit. He wants to get into Maureen's pants so he's jealous that I hang out with her more than he does...because he doesn't hang out with her at all. We all just sit around and make fun of his dumb ass. And he was trying to act all tough and tell Maureen that he wants to fight me and she asked him why he ran away from me when he saw me and of course he lied about it. He's so retarded. I don't know what his recent obsession with trying to make me look bad is. I'm thinking about going to Joe's Crab Shack (his workplace) tomorrow night and asking him what his fucking problem is. He'll probably just run like a little bitch again though.
Anyway...man I'm tired. Things have been pretty hectic. I mean not really for me but Mary has a bunch of shit to do for school and has to work, and I'm working two jobs. We're hardly ever home. We see each other for like an hour in the morning and then at night when I get home from UPS. Sometimes when I come home after the dealership before UPS I'll see her for like an hour maybe. I think I'm going to appreciate my weekends a hell of a lot more now. Speaking of weekends we spent the night at Maureen's house in Cave Creek last Saturday and then on Sunday we all went to Flagstaff. It was my first time and it was really disappointing. We had breakfast at this little hole in the wall place and that was really good, but after that we just walked around and stopped at stupid clothing stores that didn't even have anything cool. So...boring. I actually felt bad because Maureen drove us up there and I didn't even have fun. I mean it was nice, but it's one of those small historic towns where there is NOTHING to do. I was hoping to go shooting somewhere or at least hike or throw my knife at something. So I don't really plan on going there again.
Well, today was my first day at work. It was actually pretty fun. The guy who's place I'm taking, Lorin, is fucking hilarious. It's too bad he's leaving. But he's a big dude with a beard and a tattoo on the back of his shaved head. People call him Shrek and today Rick, one of the service techs, said it's too bad Lorin is quitting because then they would call him Shrek and me Donkey. Fantastic. I really hope they don't call me that. But anyway Isaac/Ezekiel (I don't know what his real name is) is a cool guy. He's an older mexican dude. Lorin warned me about a guy named Ken who is a part-time shuttle driver who is a real asshole. He's a grumpy old man and I was like great. I worked with a grumpy old man at the dealership in Oregon. His name was Charles and he was a big fucking piss ant. If Ken pisses me off I'm just going to piss him off right back. Nobody likes him just like nobody liked Charles. So I don't care if he doesn't like me. Lorin said he's like 70 or something so he's too old to beat up. Haha!
Anyway the day consisted of me sitting in the car while Lorin drove the customers home or picked them up. I actually spent more time with Isaac than Lorin. I only drove once today and that was when both Lorin and Isaac were on break and some guy who works with the dealership needed to drop off a car at AAA and I needed to give him a ride back so all I had to do was follow him and then come right back. The first shuttle I went on with Lorin this morning was pretty funny. It was too older ladies and we were all talking about the airlines and stuff and I mentioned my parent's and the whole ordeal with ATA and I guess I said "pissed" and "sucks" and right when they got out of the car he was like, "Okay a couple of things. Don't say pissed...and try not to say suck. This is Scottsdale so people tend to be a little more snoody." Haha! He didn't say it in a dick way so I wasn't offended or anything.
It seems like a pretty easy gig though. Customers drop their cars off to be serviced sexually and then I take them home or wherever they need to go. And depending if they call in for a ride back I go pick them up or don't. Sometimes people leave their car for a one night stand and we pick them up the next day. And when we aren't driving people around then we have some light filing to do. Nothing major. Basically just put the paperwork in the proper file and that's it. Also there is a complimentary coffee machine in the lounge that we're supposed to keep stocked. And sometimes some people who work at the dealership want some personal favors done like they want food or coffee so we run out and get it. Which is fine with me because seriously after 10 in the morning...there is NOTHING to do. So it's all good.
So I got a call at 0830 this morning from Mark, the guy at the dealership, and he said, "Sorry for waking you," and I was like, "Oh no I wasn't sleeping." I sounded more awake then I usually do, but I was totally sleeping. Anyway he said my results came back from the lab and that he wants to give me the job and I said absolutely. So I'm going in at 1300 today for an orientation and I start tomorrow morning at 0730 sharp! Cheeeeehoooooo!
I'm not really the one to hate cleaning. Sometimes I'll down a Rock Star energy drink at 11 at night and turn into the Incredible Hulk and move the stove and scrub it clean, but I hate cleaning when I hate where I live. This apartment is so frustrating. Especially with the amount of stuff Mary and I have combined.
I'm trying to clean up as much as possible because I'm going to be working full-time soon (hopefully), and nobody is going to be home to pick up the place. Mary works and goes to school, and I'll be working two jobs with like an hour between both jobs for me to drive home, eat, change, and maybe relax until I have to go my next job. So there won't be anytime for picking up the apartment.
It's frustrating having so much stuff. It makes it that much more difficult to keep it all clean. Take dishes for example. Mary and I have WAY too many dishes for two people. That's why they never get done because we have back-up dishes. I'd rather just have like 4 of everything. 4 plates, 4 bowls, 4 forks, 4 knives, 4 spoons, 4 cups. You know? That way we'd HAVE to do dishes everyday instead of putting it off and waiting until we've completely gone through the 50 dishes we have.
Plus this apartment is too small for two people I think. This is definitely a single person apartment. A single person with like NO stuff. I can't wait to get out of this complex. That way I don't have to see Shaina's mexican boy toy she messed around with and made him turn psycho. He had a girlfriend and then him and Shaina messed around and then he broke up with his girlfriend for Shaina and she turned him down and then he beat his ex-girlfriend and got arrested. Then he'd come knocking on our door and we wouldn't answer and then he'd throw rocks at the windows to try to get her attention even though she was never home.
All right back to cleaning. Blah.
So I applied and interviewed for that shuttle driver position at the dealership and today I had to go in and do a drug screening. I drank a lot of water this morning and held my bladder so I'd have enough for the doctors and by the time I get to the lab they say it's a hair sample drug test! I was like, "Ummm...well, I shave my head." So the fat girl behind the counter was joking with me about shaving my arms or legs or my armpits and I was like, "How about the goatee?" They said it was OK so I shaved my goatee...dry. Shaving dry hurts a little but not too bad, but shaving LONG hair dry fucking sucks! It sounded and felt like someone ripping hair out of my face. The girl was like, "Oh god...be careful....man that looks like it hurts." Haha! I didn't shave all of it off but I cleaned it up a little bit in the bathroom afterwards so I didn't look like a crazy person.
All right so Mike and I have been writing back to each other about the whole me spreading rumors that he use to beat Mary. Here you go:
