Friday, August 16, 2002
wheee doggie.
Area 2 today, its been so long since i've been to a show of any type. i'll probably be all wierd and bored and such. oh well, these things happen :D seriously it should be awesome. so many acts i want to see in the electronic tent. and if i actually do get bored somehow, there is always the beer garden to keep me company.
i shaved yesterday. i feel like some sort of androgenous guess jeans model now with my long hair and such. i wish i could just keep my beard at a manageable stubble, instead of it getting all long and wierd and nappy. but no, it has to ge all wierd, then i have to shave it, then i look like a girl for a few days until the stubble comes back. oh the joys of patchy facial hair.
i'm not really sure what to say about the past few days here. pretty much nothing has happened. i mean, i've done stuff i guess. most of it hasn't really left that much of an impact. the real shocker is, i haven't hated going to work. its like, i've just gone and done it, then gone home. i mean, i complained about it, but i complain anytime i'm bored anyways. i don't know why i do that. i have this wierd complex where i think people care about what i think. even if its just stupid and repetative. like, i'll sit there with ryan, and just keep saying the same thing over and over, like he's going to care this time. i'm an annoying little shit when i'm bored at work. which is always.
moral of the story is, if i'm around and you are pissed at me for being a little knob gobbler, give me something shiny and i'll be happy for a while. thats one good thing at least, i am very easily pleased. simple little things can keep me occupied for a while.
the fact that it is the middle of august already is kind of scary. the fact that it is already the middle of august, 2002 really scares me. where does time go? what have i done in the past like 5 years. sometimes i think about this, and then i smack myself in the face. why should i bother even thinking about this? its stupid.
BLAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
i think it is time for me to bid you farewell for the day, or week, whatever the case may be. good luck, have fun, do stuff that makes you like.... stuff.... yeah
Area 2 today, its been so long since i've been to a show of any type. i'll probably be all wierd and bored and such. oh well, these things happen :D seriously it should be awesome. so many acts i want to see in the electronic tent. and if i actually do get bored somehow, there is always the beer garden to keep me company.
i shaved yesterday. i feel like some sort of androgenous guess jeans model now with my long hair and such. i wish i could just keep my beard at a manageable stubble, instead of it getting all long and wierd and nappy. but no, it has to ge all wierd, then i have to shave it, then i look like a girl for a few days until the stubble comes back. oh the joys of patchy facial hair.
i'm not really sure what to say about the past few days here. pretty much nothing has happened. i mean, i've done stuff i guess. most of it hasn't really left that much of an impact. the real shocker is, i haven't hated going to work. its like, i've just gone and done it, then gone home. i mean, i complained about it, but i complain anytime i'm bored anyways. i don't know why i do that. i have this wierd complex where i think people care about what i think. even if its just stupid and repetative. like, i'll sit there with ryan, and just keep saying the same thing over and over, like he's going to care this time. i'm an annoying little shit when i'm bored at work. which is always.
moral of the story is, if i'm around and you are pissed at me for being a little knob gobbler, give me something shiny and i'll be happy for a while. thats one good thing at least, i am very easily pleased. simple little things can keep me occupied for a while.
the fact that it is the middle of august already is kind of scary. the fact that it is already the middle of august, 2002 really scares me. where does time go? what have i done in the past like 5 years. sometimes i think about this, and then i smack myself in the face. why should i bother even thinking about this? its stupid.
BLAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
i think it is time for me to bid you farewell for the day, or week, whatever the case may be. good luck, have fun, do stuff that makes you like.... stuff.... yeah
