ye olde crapfest

two posts in one day?!?! wowza!

i've had a special guest in the office with me today, it's been enjoyable. we cut a wig, ate some very delicious chili, and also we attempted to help my boss do some seriously shady shit with one hundred thousand dollars in cash. that didn't really work out.

so now i'm leaving. hooray for weekends.

so it's malloween again. what did i do last year? i don't know. oh yes, there was the party at asbury's house. jesse and i went, and i believe that maybe i wore a corset due to lack of real costume. and jesse had no costume either, but we stuffed straw into his hat and his coat sleeves to imply that he was some sort of horrible scarecrow. i remember it being totally un-rememberable.

this halloween is shaping up to be much the same. i still have no costume, though i have the bits and peices of eight or nine different things. i have come up with a great (and super cheap and really easy to obtain and put together) idea, but it would be a much better costume for a boy. so, yeah. i kind of don't really wanna go do anything, but that might get me made fun of and fuck that shit. cuz what i really care about is what people think about me. so instead, i will get way drunk and pretend like i like socializing. yeehah!

aerosmith is on the radio-thing here. 90s aerosmith. it's all i can do to keep from smashing the whole apparatus to pieces with my mind.

yes. joyful gayness. i'm in a pretty decent mood today, hooray. it's like major upheaval said about being like a cheese dog and just cozying up to the ketchup and the bun and coming to terms with your impending devourment. it's like that.

if you haven't seen rich girls on mtv yet, you ought to watch it. especially if you like to throw up all over your living room and television. it's that good! they talk about lots of important things like de-virginization, shopping, and being cool.

'bout time for a picture, my lovelies...

so. what the hell's going on? i'll tell ya.

i've actually been WORKING the last couple of days. no, you didn't read that wrong. i have pretty much worked non-stop since i got back from relaxathon 2000, which i suppose is fitting. i had been slacking the last couple of weeks (years?), so i had to cover my ass on some late stuff, make up excuses for why i haven't done any work on a couple of long-term-type things, etc. i think i have made good at this point, if i can get these cd's made and sent out. so that's what's up at gaytime.gay.

in the real life, i have been doing the same old shit. i was graced with the presence of miss erin "i have a boyfriend so i never hang out" edwards last night. as usual, we ate hamburger helper and laughed a lot. it was nice. i also made a stop at the salvation army to browse for halloween clothes, but came out of there with fourteen dollars worth of other stuff that i had no immediate need for. got a raincoat, though. that's good. if it rains. i guess.

remind me to tell you about lorming. it's really funny.

big dummy.

haven't posted much lately. to those who keep checking back, thankee...

so here are some stories.

first and foremost, my bank account is RIDICULOUSLY overdrawn. i had no idea that ALL of those checks would clear yesterday. figured one might. maybe. ALL of them. jesus. no big whoop. i will get the (late) paycheck and attempt to right things.

what else? well, i befriended a little green bug that looked sort of like a grasshopper but was much bigger and was the color of a praying mantis. he was hanging out all sunday night. monday morning, i stepped outside and he was lying dead and starting to rot on the front door mat. we probably killed him. so yeah that was pretty sad.

i caught no fish. this does not surprise me in the least.

upon seeing the skyline of lexington looming in the dark october sky, my stomach seized up and automatically re-knotted itself. this is very lame.

need halloween costume! immediately! right away!

i don't know what else to say! crap!

i will attempt to sneak out of work at 1:00 today. it shouldn't be too hard considering no one else is here.

that is all.

the head, it is pounding.

hi my name's amanda. i love myself.

i was so busy trying not to look at you
i forgot everything i meant to say

...and calvin johnson's in the hospital. oy.

uh-oh.

what're the odds?

boomer, your obsession with macgyver is starting to creep me out a little bit. but that's okay. you often creep me out a little bit.

i do enjoy your newfound inner-deepness. in fact, i desire that inner-deepness for my own blog. but first i have to start being objective and reasonable.

i don't care to watch any more baseball this year. just not fun anymore. yankees/marlin series who gives a shit.

this week went very quickly. that saddens me, for some reason.

i just got an email from a company in boston that may or may not be interested in hiring me to do administrative work for them. i think that i may have to be disinterested for the simple fact that i refuse to leave this job for another one in which i sit in front of the life-sucking-excuse-for-avoiding-reality pornonet for hours and hours on end. i think i am reverting back to hermit status...feels like it's five years ago and i'm sitting in the dark playing castlevania with my only friend skeletor. only this time, skeletor isn't there.

i heard a (slow sad sappy) cover of weezer's "the world has turned and left me here" today that i really liked. i wanna know who sings it. if anyone knows, please tell me. thankyouverymuch.

"Saturday: I woke up pretty early and watched a lotta TV and talked on the phone a lot. I eventually started on my gov. paper. Yuck. For dinner I made Hamburger Helper (Lisa's recommendation of Cheesy Enchilada just made my day)! =D At one point or another I went over 2 Brittany's again and Asha was there this x. They (tried) 2 teach me another step and we jus hung out. We played Dominoes 2! Whoot whoot! lol. Somewhere in between watchin the them dance and the Tennessee game, I realized how much my curfew sucks. Blah. Oh well. I guess 11 isn't TOO too bad. Neways, overall it was another fun night of simple stuff that I miss soo much."

pants-pissing acheived. there are more, aren't there? sheeeeeeeeeit.

"first of all mortimer, you got the words to the theme song all wrong..."

gimme gimme gimme! send to my email! i need a good pants-pissing moment. thanks.

is that an actual quote? you actually have that in hard copy?
i need money. really really really really badly.

nope. probably shoulda, but did it on a whim. deleted. and don't worry, there really wasn't anything funny there. i checked. i am about to go watch 10-year olds play football at murder park or something like murder park. wish me luck.

oh my god one more thing and then i'll stop i swear.
it's biff fucking tannen. "holy shit. literally."

crap. this made me laugh out loud for minutes. if you've never gotten an email from this guy, one day you will. one day you will.

also, check this shit ou-ow-out. (sorry, i'm really bored and have infiltrated the bowels of the pornonet today...)

as if eating hot dogs wasn't fun enough already...
i give you... octodogs!

note to self: when wearing a hoodie, your keys are in the freaking pocket. not in your purse, not locked in your car, not left on the counter at the gas station. they're in the freaking hoodie pocket. sheesh.

what's going on here?

surprise, bung!