Saturday, April 29, 2006

Badass place to do some writing

First off this morning one of the owners of the company calls. He wants to know if we can meet. I tell him that I am getting ready to go to bed and I will be up at 6:30 PM. He tells me to call him later. I wake up and know that I have to rearrange the schedule because one of my guys is not in town yet. I do that which is fine, except that I then have to work for 3 hours. I figure that that's fine I'll go to work from 3 to 6. Anyway, I was going to hang out with my friend Joe, but that wasn't seeming to likely. I called the boss and he gave me some new places that we will be working. Several places have hired us. We are trying to hire the people so we can cover all the work.

I find out from Frank, the other supervisor, that they want him to go salary. I'm thinking that they may ask me. I told him that we need to stick together on this because they are going to make us salary and then call us ALL the time. I would think that I would say no, but then again they could offer me the money for my trip or whatever and I may say yes. I'm thinking no, but you all know that money talks.

Well after that I watched the heist sequence on Mission Impossible, and went to Mrs. H's. We watched t.v. and then I got a call from the co-owner again. This time he said that they had gotten a call from Moon Valley, where I was supposed to go work, and that several teenagers were loitering on some street there. I told him that I would go check it out and start work early. Then the owner called and told me the same thing. I headed over there. When I got there, I hopped right in the patrol car and drove down all the main streets, and found NOBODY. The good news was that I got off at 2:45.

Now for the cool part.

I was getting ready to turn down Rosewood and come home, when I noticed that the restaurant across the street had the lights on. I was going to make something to eat at home, but I thought that I would check this place out and see if they are open. THEY WERE. It's called Country Boys. It's kind of a dive, but I love those kind of places. It's just a mom and pop type of operation. It reminded me of those diners in a small town. I walked in and it was semi packed. I didn't know if I was supposed to wait to be seated or not, so I went ahead and sat down. I waited for 10 minutes or so and then I got up and went to the counter to make sure that someone saw me. Before I could say anything one of the waitresses said that she knew I was there and would be with me in a minute. I believe that she told the other waitress what table I was at, but I guess she didn't hear her. About 5 minutes later the waitress that I spoke to came over and said she hasn't been over here yet? I said that she hadn't. The waitress took my order and then said I'm not charging you for breakfast. I said that she didn't have to, but she was gone. She then brought me my coffee and a glass of water. The glass was cracked and I spilled some water on my pants. She got me another glass. I worked on the schedule and then she brought me my french toast. I heard a t.v. or something in the corner and when I looked over I saw that Cartoon Network was playing. How cool is that. I thought, "THIS IS MY KIND OF PLACE."

Why it is cool for me is because there used to be a COCO's next door to my old apartment, but they tore it down and a QT took it's place. Anyway, at the COCO's is where I wrote my entire script for No Honor Among Theives. It pretty much wrote itself. I would go there late at night and just write and have coffee. I didn't have to get in the car or nothing. Now this place is 24 hours and that's cool for me. It reminds me also of a place that Dakini and I used to hang out at.

So after breakfast, I got up and went to the counter. I told the waitress that I wanted to leave her a tip, but only had a credit card. I said that I could either have her take it off the card or bring it next time I come in. She said whatever I wanted to do was fine with her. I gave her a tip. She then read my name after I signed the receipt. She said, "Phillip". I said, "And what's your name?" Knowing of course that I would be back and maybe she would remember me, so I should know her. I looked at her name tag and she said, "Karyn".

The bacon was awesome too. There's something about a place like that as opposed to a place like Denny's. I can't explain it.

Anyway I had a good time.

Love you all. Now I'm going back to work for the next couple of days.

Talk to you all later.

Friday, April 28, 2006

A rotten poopy head

This is not an escuse, it is my story.

Yesterday I had been up all night. I was supposed to drive my dad to his car at the mechanic Thursday morning. Well, I stayed up and watched some movies until the mechanic opened. I waited to pick up my father until this one movie was over. Then I went and picked him up at around 11 A.M. I took him to the mechanic and everything was fine. My dad asked if I wanted to have a beer at the bar that was close by. I said that I would could share a small pitcher. We were hanging out and talking. Having a good time. Sometimes I think that I should embrace these moments with my dad. Some people don't have a dad to hang out with. So we kept drinking and talking. After we had drank 4 small pitchers, I went home. It was now 3:30 and I set my alarm for 6:30. I was very excited to hang out and talk with the Baron and the Baroness. Next thing I know, I wake up at 9:03. Mother fucker! I was so fucking pissed. I started to get ready and check all my messages. I was thinking well maybe I can still make it over there. That's when I got the message that said that she was exhausted and was going to sleep. I FEEL SO BAD! I try to be on time for things, but it just doesn't work. On rare occasions I am on time. I was late for my grandfathers funeral. I'm thinking of arranging it in my will to have myself be late for my own funeral. I know that I need to change this, because my dad is that way. I need to nip it in the bud.

So to Diva Princess, I'm deeply sorry for all of the trouble that you went through to arrange such an awesome meal and then I shit all over the evening. I have appologized to you already, but I am doing it again here.

That is what is up with me. I am a shitbag, fuckwad, assface, loser that fucked up a very nice moment.

I love you all. I am sorry again. I will try to be early or on time for everything from now on.

We will talk about when we can reschedule it. If you'll still have me?

Wednesday, April 26, 2006

FOR THE WHOLE WORLD TO READ!!!!!

This weekend I was asked to be in The Baron and the baroness' wedding. At first I was thinking that maybe I was asked because everyone else was already asked and they didn't want me to feel left out. Then I realized that I was asked because I am friends with the above mentioned people. I guess that since I don't hang out with them as much as everyone else does, that I thought maybe I was not as high up on the friendship ladder. THAT'S ME ASSUMING AGAIN. I should have known better. We have different schedules and I am always working on the weekends. Like the baroness said, "She holds her friends close too." I was so excited when she asked me to be in the wedding that I immediately thought about how I get to wear a tux again. I wore one when I graduated 8th grade, but I haven't wore one since. I love to get dressed up. It will be so cool, and like she said, the bachelor party will be crazy.

Hookers, coke, strippers, and beer. YIPPEE!!!!

I'm sorry, no coke, probably pepsi.

HAHAHA! I'm the funniest guy here.

Anyway, what fun we will have. The wedding will kick ass and the bachelor party will be illegal in at least 47 states. AWESOME!

Now, here's how my evening of work went. Let me set the stage. I arrived at work at 12:20 AM. I was doing the Moon Valley patrol. That means that I have to pick up the patrol car at moon valley at the owners step fathers house. I write down all the vacation watches on a report form and then I patrol the entire area of moon valley. This is from 7th St. to 7th Ave., and from Thunderbird to Coral Gables. It's a cake patrol. While in the car I have the police scanner to listen to (which I only listen to if I see cops in the area.), the patrol phone (which hardly ever rings.), and the car radio (which is always on.) The volume on the radio is always turned at least halfway up. If I really like the song, I turn it 3/4 of the way up. I usually sing to the radio. Car-E-oke is what some people call it. I really get into the songs most of the times. I was singing last night to, "Car Wash", "Pappa was a rolling stone", "I feel like a woman" (Shania Twain), "Angel" (Sarah MacLaughlin), and several others. Part of my happiness was because I am off for the next 3 days, and part of it was just because I'm alive, and have an easy job. It sucks at times, but it's not to shabby. I don't know what would happen if anyone ever saw me dancing around in the car? I'd probably be talked to about it, and I would tell them that it wouldn't happen again. Then I would go back to work and dance and sing away.

Life is good.

Thanks for listening.

Thanks again Baron and Baroness.

Tuesday, April 25, 2006

Here's what I got....

Your Celebrity Match is: Natalie Portman


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Natalie Portman

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According to our test, you would be a perfect match for Natalie Portman.
Born: June 9, 1981
Natalie Portman has been featured in: Heat, Beautiful Girls, Star Wars: Episode 1, and Where the Heart Is. Natalie is a vegetarian and can speak four languages.


Well that's cool.

Yesterday I woke up late and went to meet my friend Stephanie at the mall. We went to Hot Topic, ate at Chic-Filet, and went to Suncoast. She bought me a Boondock Saints T-shirt and the movie Annie Hall. I will pay her back. I took her to my house and showed her all the work that Rob had done over the months. She liked it alot. Then we went to Mrs. H's house. We hung out there and talked while Mr. H. and her kept beating eachother up and throwing stuff at one another. Then Mr. H. put on the video game, Dead or Alive 3. We all took turns playing against eachother. What fun it was. Then it was late and I had to take her back to her car at the mall. After that I went back to Mrs. H house and we watched 24 and then I had to go to work.

When I was done with work, I met my cousin at Walmart. I bought 6 movies and then I came home. Now I am typing this. That was what I did for the day and night. Now I am going to go to bed.

Care to join me ladies?

Married my ass!

Engaged my ass!

Suck my ass!

Have a wonderful day.

Saturday, April 22, 2006

Coffee, coffee now!

You are a Black Coffee

At your best, you are: low maintenance, friendly, and adaptable

At your worst, you are: cheap and angsty

You drink coffee when: you can get your hands on it

Your caffeine addiction level: high

The Good and the Bad of my world

Here's the way my world works. I wake up between 3 and 7 pm, and then I turn my phone on. Now whatever messages I have will show up then. What with me being the supervisor, often times the messages are important. Like today when I woke up and checked my phone. I had 10 messages. I listened to them. The third message was from one of my workers that was supposed to work Friday night. He had an illness in the family and couldn't make it to work this weekend. He had called me at about 6:30 in the morning. That would have been plenty of time to figure out a replacement, but by the time I heard it it was too late. I ended up working it out so that I could still have the night off, but cover for about an hour and a half. After work I hung out with my friend Joe. We watched a movie called Hollow Point. It was a movie from like 1996 that Joe and I had seen back then. We liked it then, but it was a little cheesy now. Then he went home and I am writing this.

Now for the good and bad part. The good part is that my boss finally told me today that if I bring him receipts from my phone bill from January to now that he will write me a check. Also that we will then have the phone switched over to his service so that he can pay for it. Pretty cool.

The bad part is that with him paying for my phone that means that I have to keep it on all the time. That means that if someone calls in, I have to wake up and try to replace them. It sucks for me because sometimes when I'm woken up I find it hard to go back to sleep. The cool thing is that I will get a check written out to me for about 240 dollars, and my phone will be paid for. The bad thing is that I have to keep it on all the time. I guess you guys understand that. It just sucks because sometimes the bosses will call for silly reasons. It seems that they don't realize that us supervisors sleep during the day.

A little side note on that whole thing is what if I get another job here soon. My boss will have gone through all this trouble. Then again that's just me borrowing trouble. They owe it to me.

The weekend is coming and I will be working 16 hours on Saturday and 15 hours on Sunday. Hopefully I will only work 5 hours on Monday and 5 hours on Tuesday. There is alot of overtime available and I may take some. It was a pretty cofusing schedule this week. I got her done though. I've been telling Frank, the other supervisor, that I am tired of the security business. I told him that I want a real job. He is sad that I will be leaving him, but he's tired of it too. Although with Frank he is more of the security guard mentality. He will probably be doing it for awhile. I need a change.

Like I've said, I love that I can make my own schedule, but I am getting burnt out on the job. I've been doing it almost 3 years now.

I want a new start.
I want to go on my tour of the United States.
I want a new job.
I want a girlfriend.
I want a vacation.
I want to make a movie.

Thanks for letting me vent. I just thought that I would write to let you all know what is going on. My friends Dave and Rob start their new jobs on Monday. GOOD LUCK TO THEM.

Have a wonderful weekend and be happy that you are alive.

Tuesday, April 18, 2006

With friends like me....

Last night Kris and I had our friendship anniversary night. I was going to plan something really cool and special, but then I changed my mind. Everytime that I mentioned that I was planning something, Kris would tell me that I was worrying way too much about this. That of course made me assume that she didn't much care to celebrate our 17 year friendship. That's when I just changed the plans to dinner.

So last night I brought a disposable camera to take pictures of us before, during, and after dinner. I don't have any recent pictures of Kris and I. When I told her that I brought a camera, she said that I was a dork or something. For comedic effect, I threw the camera on the floor and didn't use it. She just laughed.

We went to the Elephant bar at Arrowhead. It was a really nice place. I liked it alot. We had lettuce wraps, a really good salad, homemade chicken noodle soup, salmon and rice, and chicken and steak fajitas. All of it was good except the Salmon. That's what I ordered. I just think that it was overcooked a little. Everything else was awesome. Plus I got a tall beer and Kris got a fruity drink. All of that for the price of what it usually costs us at Lone Star, and we just get steaks and sodas.

During our meal I explained to Kris that I was going to plan this cool thing where we would go to the drive in where we met and talk about old times and then go to dinner. I explained to her that I didn't think that she would have cared that much. She would have been like, "Oh are we going to the drive in? What are we going to do there? Why drive all the way across town?" She was hurt by this. She said that she always cherishes everything that I give her. I told her that it was just the way she was being when I asked what special place she wanted to eat at. She would say, "It's your night, wherever you want to go." I felt that it was our night and that we should pick a place together. Which we finally did. There were some other places that sounded cool, but she kept saying that she didn't care. She seemed unenthused by our anniversary, so I thought well why should I look like a fool and plan this whole big thing if she isn't that into it. She wants to eat and I want to eat, so that's what we'll do.

Now for the reality of it. That was me ASSUMING. I could have planned something special and she would have loved it. I shouldn't listen to her. Just like when I bought her the Sirius radio. She had told me not to, but I did it anyway. I feel bad now because she thinks that I think that she isn't a good friend. She is a GREAT friend. I told her that when I thought about it, I felt like I was a girl or something. Here I was planning all this stuff. I told her that what solidified what I thought was the way she laughed at me bringing a camera. When she did that I was thinking, "Good thing that I didn't plan anything, she would've just laughed." Also during dinner she told me that I needed therapy because I remember all her old boyfriends and anyone who paid attention to her. I am unsure if this was a joke or if she was serious, but that was a time that I was in love with her and that's why I remember those people. I know that some of you will say that denile is not just a river in Egypt. To that I say, "SUCK IT!"

Now, after dinner we were WAY full. Oh yeah, we had dessert too. Creme' Brule and Apple and Blueberry Cobbler. What a deal. We went back to her place and watched 24 and celebrity cooking. What a life we've carved out for ourselves. HAHA! In the end I realize that I was totally wrong. This is who I am. I believe that because of my fucked up childhood, that I hold my friends so close. That is why Kris is my closest and dearest friend.

I am sorry if I upset you. I love you with all my heart. (What ever part Rylee isn't in.)

Now for a little more about you.

I don't remember when we met, but I remember every moment after that. Every little detail. You laughing at me when I was standing on the coffee table with a tennis racket watching Thundercats. Eating microwave burritos at your cool apartment with the loft. You laughing at me when I was singing behind that girls back to Kiss' "Let's put the X in sex". You laughing at me when I burned my eyebrows off looking down the pipe in the desert, as flames shot out of it. The way you were swollen after your jaw surgery. Times at Denny's with Officer Bayer. The way that you and I used to wrestle. The way you, your mom and I laughed when I simulated sex with you, but then when Chris Canofshit tried it nobody laughed. You smoking pot and singing "In your eyes". The time that we drove to the end of the road with tears in your eyes, in the truck that we stole. The time that it was just you, me, and your mom in San Diego. The time we planned to steal that woman's baby. When I had to break your heart and tell you what a lying thief your ex-boyfriend was. You and Kelly pinching my nipples until I cried. Chasing that guy that stole your cell phone. The way you looked on your wedding day. The time that you cleaned my clothes because I got sick on them. The comedy writers in your head. The Real World Austin. Hanging out with you and watching T.V.

I am sorry that I said that you wouldn't have cared about celebrating our friendship. I was wrong.

I love you so much, "I'd die for you." HAHAHAHAHAHAHA

April isn't over yet. Maybe we can still do something.

I may have already posted this, but this is our song.

When you're down and troubled
and you need a helping hand
and nothing, whoa nothing is going right.
Close your eyes and think of me
and soon I will be there
to brighten up even your darkest nights.

You just call out my name,
and you know wherever I am
I'll come running, oh yeah baby
to see you again.
Winter, spring, summer, or fall,
all you have to do is call
and I'll be there, yeah, yeah, yeah.
You've got a friend.

If the sky above you
should turn dark and full of clouds
and that old north wind should begin to blow
Keep your head together and call my name out loud
and soon I will be knocking upon your door.
You just call out my name and you know where ever I am
I'll come running to see you again.
Winter, spring, summer or fall
all you got to do is call
and I'll be there, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Hey, ain't it good to know that you've got a friend?
People can be so cold.
They'll hurt you and desert you.
Well they'll take your soul if you let them.
Oh yeah, but don't you let them.

You just call out my name and you know wherever I am
I'll come running to see you again.
Oh babe, don't you know that,
Winter spring summer or fall,
Hey now, all you've got to do is call.
Lord, I'll be there, yes I will.
You've got a friend.
You've got a friend.
Ain't it good to know you've got a friend.
Ain't it good to know you've got a friend.
You've got a friend.


Sorry if I bored anybody. I love you all.

Sunday, April 16, 2006

The Weirdest Guy I Know

That would be me. I swear sometimes I amaze myself with my silliness. I'm just being me. Well about 2 months ago I was patrolling an area in the patrol car, and I had to stop and check all the doors at this one kids/pediatric type place. Well while I'm checking the doors, I notice something. A SLIDE. It was just a small spiral slide, but I had to check it out. I was in a good mood and thought, "What the hell." I got on it and slid down. Then I went again. What fun. I was thinking, "Here I am security and I'm fucking playing on the slide. I hope nobody sees me." I didn't care I had fun. Some of you may think that I'm a retarded autistic manchild.

No, I'm just weird.

Then tonight I was at work patrolling and locking up the church. I had done everything that I was supposed to do, but still had to wait until 3 something to leave. I went into the Gym to check things out. I checked the restrooms and made sure nobody was in there. Then I looked for a basketball. Now for those of you that know me, this is unlike me. I am not an athletic person. I was bored and wanted to shoot some hoops. Wow I sound so cool with the lingo. Anyway all the basketballs were locked up, but I found a volleyball. It was a Wilson volleyball and actually had the red hand print on it like "Wilson" in the Cast Away movie. The gym was cool because it had wood floors and I had never played basketball on wood floors. When I did shoot baskets, back in the day, it was all concrete. I started off at the free throw line. I shot a couple from there. I made a basket after about 4 throws. Then I tried from the top of the key. That was harder. For you ladies, that's about 3 feet farther then the free throw line. I kept trying and missing. I would chase the ball and throw it again. Finally I made it from the top of the key. NOTHING BUT NET. I dropped down on my knees and was cheering to myself. It was cool. I just wish that I would have had a basketball. It would have been harder with a basketball. They're bigger. I shot a little more from the free throw line, and then I put the volleyball back.

I had fun tonight. Then again I always have fun. I'm now home and am going to eat my left over chinese food.

Sorry if I bored any of you.

Have a wonderful day/night. Whatever. Have a good one.

Wednesday, April 12, 2006

Always an adventure with me, or at least a story

Sorry that I haven't written anything in awhile. I worked Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. I get 28 of my hours for the week in the first two days that I work. Then I finish up with 12 hours on Friday, and that's my 40.

On Monday I had plans to hang out with Stephanie. I was supposed to pick her up at her apartment. She lives on Arizona Avenue and Pecos. I knew that it would be a drive, but we hadn't hung out for awhile so I thought that it would be fun. She told me to take the 202. Now in hindsight, I should have known that Pecos is more south. I took the 17, to the 10, to the 202. So here I am driving down the 202, singing to the radio, and having a good time. Suddenly, I check the guages and see that the car is getting hot. It usually does that, but I didn't think that it would have started so soon. I talked to the car and told her to "be cool". I turned on the heat and just kept driving, with one eye on the guage of course. Stephanie had told me that it will be one exit past Alma School. Well after Alma School there was no Arizona avenue. I called her and that's when we discussed the fact that there are 2 202s. She had no idea. I told her that I would be a little longer because I had to turn around and also find a gas station to put antifreeze in the car. By this time now the car is in the red and I'm driving slow. The next exit was Val Vista. I hung up with her and continued to the next exit. As I pulled off the freeway, the oil light came on. "Great just my luck. If it wasn't for bad luck, I'd have no luck at all." I start looking for a gas station. Right by the freeway, there should be a gas station right there. NO. I pull the car over and pop the hood. I put the little bit of oil that I had in the car. I locked up the car and started walking to find someplace to get antifreeze and oil. The road curved so I couldn't see down it. All that was out there was expensive houses and orchards. I continued walking. Half a mile from my car I realized that I left my phone in it. I reached the intersection of Val Vista and McDowell, and still no gas station. There was a man working on something by the back of his truck next to his little house there on the corner. I checked down McDowell and again saw no sign of a gas station. I went to the man and asked him if he knew where a gas station was. He informed me that it was another 2 miles. He asked what I needed and I told him that I needed antifreeze and oil. Then I said well just antifreeze, cuz I put some oil in it already. Then I said actually just water will do for now. He said, "I'll help you in minute, let me finish up here." I told him that that was fine. I petted his jack russel puppy. She was cute. After a about a minute the man put the dog in his house and then gave me a hose to fill a 5 gallon jug with. After that he drove me to my car. He was a nice man with leathery tan skin. A guy who works outside alot. He was maybe in his 60's. We talked about his property, how Phoenix is growing, and the lack of gas stations close to the freeway. We put the water in the car and all was well. I asked him for his phone number because he had a truck for sale and I knew that Stephanie was looking for a car. He gave me his number. I also asked him what the name of his dog was, so that when I told this story later, I would know it. He said her name is Gina. His name was George. I thanked him again and he drove away. When I got in the car my phone rang and it was Stephanie. I said, "I just met a guy named George with a cute dog named Gina, that helped me with my car." She said, "Leave it to you." That's when it hit me that I always get in these little adventures. I told her that usually with the way my life is, I think, "Wow, what shitty luck." Then I will end up having this very odd day, or meet some interesting people. So it was a good thing. She then said that she would just meet me somewhere.

We met at Arizona Mills. We went shopping and ate some food. We bought an inflatable jumping thing and a Barney computer for Rylee. We also bought a Bionicle for Taylor. Then we ate at the steakery. After that we stopped and had these key chains made. The key chains were cool because you can have a name written on a piece of rice, put into a small vile of colored water, and put on a keychain or a necklace. I had a key chain with Kris and I's name on the rice, and she had one with her and her boyfriend's name. After that we went to Virgin Mega store. She bought a book, some movies, and an inflatable Cartman. I bought 2 movies. American History X and No Way Out. Not the one with Kevin Costner, but an old one. Not that anyone cares. She got Four rooms and something that I can't remember. We left there and went to Kris' house. She had never met Kris, Dave, Rylee, or Taylor. On the way we sipped the coffee that she had bought us at the record store, while listening to radio classics on sirius. It was a really good suspense story. So good that she was mesmerized by it, and wasn't hearing a word that I was saying. So I ended up shutting up.

When we got to Kris' house, I had found that Dave and her had bought an 56 inch widescreen HDTV. I AM SO JEALOUS. First he gets the cool job, then an XBOX 360, and now a kick ass tv. I helped him bring it into the house. After it was inside and they had a spot for it, I was told or asked to hook it up. So I did. That would be like having a guy with no feet organize you shoes. IT WAS TORTURE. Stephanie got along with Dave and Kris, and they with her. All was good. We gave Rylee and Taylor there toys, and Kris her key chain. Shortly after that Kris volunteered to take Stephanie to her car at the mall. During this I got a call from one of my workers telling me that he can't make it to work. He called 10 minutes before he was to be at work. I was pissed. After dropping off Stephanie, Kris and I went back to the house. I was thinking that I was going to have to go in a cover for the guy that called off, but then someone saved the day. I didn't have to go in. Kris and I watched our shows on the new tv. VERY COOL. I watched more shows after she went to bed, and then watched a trailer on the xbox 360 for the new Titanic special edition. It looked PHENOMENOL.

I then went to Walmart and bought some new movies for myself. I bought Family Guy Volume 3, Crash Director's Cut, and Mission Impossible special edition (it comes with a free movie ticket to see MI-III). So basically I only spent 4 dollars on the movie. Also my cousin owed me money so he bought me a game that I've wanted for awhile called MX ATV Unleashed. It's a 2 player game that Rob and I can play. I came home and talked to Rob about movie ideas and stuff. Then I watched a movie that I had bought a couple of weeks ago called Good Night, and Good Luck. It was very good. A bit heady, but good. I then went to bed at about 2PM.

I woke up at 7 and went to Kris' house so we could go shopping and eat. She bought clothes for Dave and I bought clothes for me. We ate at a new place called Freddie's and then went home and watched our shows. She went to bed and I came home after watching my shows. Now, I'm writing this.

I've heard that someone, I won't mention the name, thinks that I'm still IN LOVE with Kris. That would be wrong. I love Kris, but I'm not IN LOVE with Kris. I know that it may seem odd at times the way I'm always buying her things, or treating her good, but that's just me. The truth of the matter is that I don't have a girlfriend right now. When I get one though, poor Kris may not get as much of my money anymore. HAHA. Then again, now that I think about it, I think your right. I AM IN LOVE WITH KRIS. Please be mine? NOT!

Anyway, sorry for the long ass post, but I wanted to fill you all in on what is up with me. So there you go.

"What's life?"
"Life's a game."
"How much does it cost?"
"6 bucks."
"Isn't that expensive?"
"That's life."

And it goes on and on and on and on and on.

Enjoy your day.

I hope everyone is happy.

Friday, April 07, 2006

Sometimes your job sucks and sometimes you suck your job.

I missed the chance to get a killer job. I filled out 90% of my application and was going to redo my resume, but they are only hiring 2 people and it appears that the deadline is today. Well at least I know people that work there. Then again why is it that I felt that I needed to apply for this job, but I haven't applied to Channel 5 yet?

The other day I was asked a question by the owner of the company. He was wondering why a report that I handed in and one that Vince handed in had the same date on them. They were both March 24th, and when I couldn't figure out why (after about 15 to 20 minutes) he looked at them again and said never mind yours is for February. Things were fine and then last night the owner asked if I wanted to work at a place called Arlington Estates. I said that I would but I didn't know it. He said that they could walk me through it. That was all fine, but then he asked how we could fill a hole that had we had in the schedule. I told him how and he said ok I'll cover Arlington Estates and you can cover the Buttes. I agreed and that meant that I wouldn't have to go to work until midnight. I was happy that I could rest and relax at home. FIRST I get a call from them at 3:45PM and the other owner asks me if I know why these two reports are dated the same. I told him that Keith and I already discussed it and he figured out the problem. He said no it's written legibly and I didn't know if you knew why it was the same date. I said no. THEN they asked me to go pick up the patrol car at Embassy Suites and drive it to Arlington Estates and work there until 11PM, then go from there to the Buttes. I informed them that it would be overtime for me, and they said that that was fine. That's the good news, but the bad news is that they want me to figure out how to cover some holes that we have tomorrow. I can do it with no problem, but I don't get paid as much as the other supervisors to put up with this. I am going to ask tonight for either a raise of for them to pay for my phone. Probably a raise.

Now the other thing that sucks is that I have plans with my friend Stephanie, not you Divaprincess, but my other friend Stephanie. I'm supposed to hang out with her on Monday. If I have to work crazy hours, then I may have to sleep or something. I'm going to work it out.

I really need to apply at Channel 5 and get out of this security crap. That would be a relief. I need to go now and get ready for work. I will talk to you guys later. Thanks for listening.

You guys are all cool and I hope you have a wonderful day.

Sunday, April 02, 2006

My car, a mexicans, and a good time had by all

It all started the morning that I bought my radio. My dad wanted me to help him transport a car from the tow yard. I was supposed to follow him. We had them move the car out in front of the tow yard, so we could work on it and get it going. We put a battery in it, but it didn't work. The battery wasn't strong enough. I told my dad that we could use my battery to start the car with, and then while the car is running, switch the batteries and charge it up. As my dad was trying to clean the corrosion off of my battery, the connector came completely off. Now we had a problem, we weren't sure if the other car would even run and we had to figure out how to fix my car. The other car had no plate on it. We put my battery in the car and it still didn't start. Great now what? Luckily it was a stick, and we could push start it. The bad thing was that it was a hot day, and we had been standing in the sun for awhile already. We started to push start it, but my dad had to jump in to start it, so I had to push him too. After pushing it 3 times one way, turning it around, and pushing it 5 times the other way, we finally got it started. On top of all that, the ignition doesn't stay on. We had to tape the ignition on with duct tape. Then I checked the gas gauge and the car was on E. We had to hurry up and drive the car to the gas station. We filled the gas tank and then realized that the gauge didn't work, because of the ignition. Anyway, we drove to a mechanic and left the car there. Then we went to a bar and drank some beer, and then went with my dad's other car and drove back to fix my car. All turned out well.

While I was in the bathroom at the bar I heard some people talking at a table just outside of the restroom. They were white and they were talking about how hispanics are a majority now. They were insulting in a way, but I can't remember the exact thing they said. Shortly before I left the bathroom, I heard their demeanor change. When I stepped out I saw a mexican man talking to them. I just thought how bad that was.

Friday night Rob, Mei, Kris, Dave, and I went bowling. We drank and had a good time. Kris and I have this weird thing when we get together. Just the way we are with our looks to eachother and the ribbing that is involved. She'll say that that is an old man's term, "Ribbing". We were all drinking and having a blast. I know that the three or four of you that read this will say that I'm silly and sentimental, but I really love the connection that Kris and I share.

The anniversary of our friendship is coming up. I have some cool stuff planned. 17 years is a very long time. It's one year shy of half my life.

You are my best friend and I love you.

One other thing is that my friend Stephanie says that I live an interesting life and she wishes that she did. I told her that it may sound interesting, but if it wasn't for bad luck, I'd have no luck at all.

Have a good day everyone.