Journal Archive: July 2002

Rest In Peace Billy.

This one goes out to Billy. I"m gonna miss you man. To everyone that knew him. And. Those that didn't. He was a great guy. I"m glad I got the chance to know him. And. I"m gonna miss him a lot.

86 Celica. DBD. Dope By Default.

07.14.02. 86 Celica. DBD. Dope By Default.
Alright. I woke up today. And. I went to church. It was rainy. Mr. W. Joked my umbrella. He said. They musta been giving them away. And. It was ugly. Mayn. It's a Tech umbrella. Therefore. It' is. DBD. Dope By Default. In church. My mom was talking to a lady. And. There was this girl. She was like 10. And. Turns out. It was someone that I knew a long time ago. But. When they were like not 10. They were more like. 1. I'm getting old. Then. We went to Nastasha's house. It was her brother Juñior's birthday. He turned 11. So. Yeah. I stayed there for a while. The original plan. Was. I was supposed to ride with my Mom. Sisters. And. Grandma. But. Then. Drop them all off in my Mom's car. Then. Drop of my tuxedo. Drive back in the Rav. And. Have someone follow me. To give me a ride home. So. At the party. I got my grub on. Then. Just talked to Juñior. And. His stinky little friends. I made the magic flying cup. Seph taught me how. Then. Plans changed. We ended up getting a ride home from Nastasha. I made her. Well. Asked her to drop me off at the mall. So. She did. Then. She dropped me off back at her house. I stayed there for a while. It wasn't boring. It wasn't fun. It was just. Eh. Something to do. Because. It was Sunday. And. Rainy. Anyway. Greg came back. So. Nastasha kept begging him to go somewhere. Anyway. We went where we went. And. Joked the whole way ther. Then. We stopped by Jay's house. He hooked it up with the Lasagna. It was good Lasagna. Then. We peeped his new whip. It's aight. Not what I expected. I dunno. I was going more for... Delorian. But. It was still tight. I could see us rolling in that whip. SLEEPHA!!! Most def. Then. We went to Dayve's house. Well. In two cars... Jay. And. Dayve. Had technical difficulty... So. We had to get them. Then. Un get them. Finally they came. In the house. We met... Princess Peggy. What a creepy doll. I was scared. And. I remember seeing her a couple of times. And. I never told anyone I was scared of it. Greg openly admitted he was creeped. So. I figured. I could say it too. Like. One of my more recent encounters. I used the downstairs bathroom. And. I saw the doll. Dude. I seriously almost. Peed in my pance. That's how creeped out I was. Heebie Jeebies. On the rill. So yeah. I schooled him in foozball. Dayve was clutch... But. He still lost. Hopefully. I get to go to NOVA with Genius. And. Sara. She came back. From. Convention. Ya heard. What else... Oh yea. We played DDR. Jared was cracking on my lack of rhythm... And. They say. I danced on my toes. Instead of with my feet. That's the cat like reflexes. They don't know anything about that. Then. We went to Wendy's. And. Nastasha... She turned into one of those crappy customers. The one. That I'd be pissed to have if I worked drive-thru. Then. I went home. And. Dayve's evening turned into like an alcohol commercial. But. Yeah. That about it. No. It ain't a typo. That's how Jigga man talks.
07.15.02. Signs.
I went to work. I thought there was a new manager. But. It was just one I haven't met. Also. I got to see. Two managers in. Street Clothes. What else. Not much to say. I did get to rip tickets today. I hope. They let me have those days off. Basically. I'm just asking for a whole day off. And. Not work the evening for one of the days. And. They don't normally schedule me on Sundays anyway. So. Yeah. That's about it. I'm stoked to go to NOVA. I hope it'll be fun. Ya heard.

FASA.

07.13.02. FASA.
I had to get a haircut today. But. First. I had to buy some stuff. The helper guy. He walked right by me. And. Didn't even ask if I needed help. And. Then. He tried to sell me the wrong cassette... And. I didn't even need his help. All. I needed was to find the aisle with film. Since. They're remodeling. So yeah. And. That is why. Even a guy like me. Can work at Radio Shack. Then. I had to buy. Film film. Like. For a camera. Then. I got my haircut. It was a good haircut. At first. The sides were pretty good. Not. An all time greatest good. But. Good. And. That's normally how my haircuts go. But. I tried to. Get the top trimmed. And. That's when stuff starts to suck. The cut looked fine at the shoppe. But. When I went home. And. Rinsed it out. To get rid of the little hairs. I re-gelled it. And... Yeah. It was jacked. Like. Most people would say. My hair was already jacked. Prior to the cut. But. At least. Prior to the cut. It was consistent. Like. Everything went to a point. Now. It's... Stupid. So. I tried to cut my hair myself. It's hard. It's not great. But. It's fixed. So. Now. I've made a vow for future haircuts. Either. I'm never gonna get another hair cut. Or. If I do. I'm gonna not spike my hair. I'm just gonna come with bed head. And. Say. Cut the sides short. And. Follow the pattern the top is already following. It's hard to find someone who can cut hair. Just the way I like it. Unless... That is why I need a clone. Last option. I'm gonna go to the Remmington store. Like I keep on saying I'm gonna do. And. I'm gonna buy one of those um... Clippers. And. The instructional video. And. I'm gonna make my sister cut my hair. I'm pretty sure she can do that. I would let J. Or. Genius do it. But... They only know one kinda cut. So. That's kinda... Iffy. Ya know? Man. I hate haircuts. And. Bad haircuts. Are the reason. And. Right now. I'm going online. To see if there's a FAQ for haircuts. Shat. That must be my calling. To revolutionize the haircutting industry. So yeah. Anyway. Then. I got ready for the Debutant Ball. Dude. Putting on a tuxedo alone takes a while. My dad was lucky. He got my help. So. Yeah. Anyway. Mer came over. And. Yeah. We were out. I rode shotgun. And. I played with the Bowser Bobbly Head. What else...Yea. We got to where we were getting. Then. Basically. A bunch of sitting around. Oh yeah. No need to dress warm. Me. And. Mer. Were packing plenty of heat. He had his suction cup dart gun. And. I. The rubber bander. Yep. Let's see. Oh yeah. Bong came in. He looked like he was straight outta BLOW. What else... I know we had to make a Best Buy run. Because. Everyone else. Didn't want to go out in their tuxes. So. I rolled with Ting A Ling. And. Mer. And. Yo. Someone asked. If we were going to prom. Or something. What else... Oh yeah. And. Maybe. The bestest part of my day. Seeing VA Tech FASA. I mean. It's not like it was. The people I see around school. There were old alumnis. Like. As the saying goes "That were in FASA before you were even invented." Some something like that. Anyway. I saw. Tsunny Sang. He introduced me to. The Old Prez. Then. I saw. Leah. She taught me how to sway balance. And. Daphne. She eats a lot. But. She is really skinny. And. Kneel. I'm not sure how to spell it. Not the one with the big guns. The one that was... I forgot. But. I know he's important. And. Lasts but not leastests. Petey Pablo. He gave me advice talk. And. Ernie. Oh yeah. Ernie sucks. Because. He wanted to know if I lost a bet. A joke referring to the new do. Man. I miss those guys. They're nice. And. Not jerk holes. And. They make me laugh. And. I'm Ernie's apprentice. Then. Um. Back to the Debutant ball. Basically if. You've seen one. You've seen em all. And. Yeah. I dunno what else. I can't remember. I saw a lotta people. And. A lotta six degrees of Kevin Bacon. Oh yeah. They played a buncha line dancing. I heard
Jocelyn Enriquez's. When I Make Love To You. And. I thought of Richelle. I miss her. And. Seeing a lotta couples made me miss her a lot too. I miss her. And. I miss VA Tech. And. I miss. Other stuff. P.S. Jay has a new whip. Patty Pablo. I will update the page. And. Scan the pic of you. I still think I look bigger than you. In the pic.

Paid Day.

07.12.02. Paid Day.
Yeah. I woke up. I had to move my car. Because. I guess. I'm the only one who knows how to do it. Then. I went back to sleep. Then. I had to go pick up my tuxedo. Then. I went back home. And. Got ready for work. And. Then. I had work. Some jerk. I'm just gonna call customers that I don't like. Jerks. He was like. Let me see what size bucket the popcorn comes in. And. I told him. It came in a bag. And. I even pointed. But. He was like. Let me see what size bucket. And. I had to reconfirm. That. We don't serve popcorns in buckets. Just bags. Unless. It's the large tub. So. I'm all like. Butter on your popcorn? And. Instead of a yes. Or. No. He looked at me like I was a tard. Like. I had asked him if he wanted cheese on his cheeseburger. Ya know. It was like. Dude. Butter isn't toggled on by default. You jerk. Anyway. He's probably having the same conversation. Like. Man. You wouldn't believe the idiot. }His generic name for concession workers that he doesn't like.{ The idiot at the theaters today. He asked. If I wanted butter on my popcorn. And. I hope. That. Maybe one of the people he's complaining to is like. Well. Most places don't have butter toggled on by default. Like. People who say. Well. At So. And. So. You get to put butter on yourself. Well. Does this look like. So. And. So. Jerk. Oh yeah. And. They had new people today. Not just in concessions. But. At usher position as well. What the blood. Anyway. Allegedly if I voice my disgust for being a concessionist. It allegedly increases my chances of allegedly becoming an usher. Or. Non concessionist position. Allegedly. Ideally. I'd like to be projectionist. But. Box. Is cool too. The thing with usher. Is. I don't wanna get bum rushed. Ya heard. And. Sometimes. I feel like. Things don't happen the way. I want them to. Or. At least they way. I think they should happen. Ya know? Like. It should happen. Not just because. That's what I want to happen. But. That's what logically should happen. Anyway. I've decided. That. From now on. If I don't have anything to write. And. If time allows. I'm going to tell a story. So. That every day. I'll have one page minimum worth of text. Kinda like... Doing daily pushups. Ok. Today's story. I'm gonna talk about. Good times at Tech. One time at Tech. My roommate. Moke. Richelle. And. I. Played Monopoly. The first time we played it was fun. But. Then. We learned the }rules.{ And. It got... A bit more challenging. Ya know. Then. There were alliances. And. Such. And. That made the game. More difficulter. Let's see. Then. There was the time. When we used to play Madden 2k2. And. Being the stubborn person I am. Well... Ambitious. I kept playing. Even though. Moke was levels above me. And. I must say. At my Madden prime. I'd definitely beat the beginner me. And. I don't see anything wrong really with wanting to keep on playing a game. And. Even if you lose. The only way you can go is up. Ya know. And. Ralf said. We weren't progressing. But. I think I was. Let's see. Then. There was the time. There were fireworks. That was good stuff. And. Then. The time. I was at a party. And. A fight broke out. And. I held Richelle really tight. It's not like I coulda protected her. Exactly. But. Ya know. I felt like I could. Then. There's the Walmart runs. One Walmart run. I was with. Hall. And. Richelle. And. We had to wait for. Hall's friend. But. It was raining. So. We got wet. And. At Tech. I remember all the fire drills. I miss Tech. And. It's all my fault. Well. There's that one page limit thing. I'm out like a fat chick in dodge ball. One more thing. Today was Paid Day. I wish. That... They didn't take my money away. But. At least I earned a lot more this time. So. Yep. I guess I am gonna buy DDR. And. Weight gainer. But. Basically. Time to save for. Contact lenses. And. More importantly. Rent.

My Anti-Drug.

07.10.02. My Anti-Drug.
I had a dream. It was about an alarm clock. Not the states wearing underwear. And. I vandalized a J pic. He was wearing a cartoon body. That's about it. Oh yeah. Scrabble with Richelle. I got hustled... That's it.

07.11.02. Men In In Black.
Traffic. Men In In Black. Debutante practice. That's it.

Kinda Like...

07.09.02. Kinda Like...
People trying to break hard online. Man. That is weak. It's like the stuff middle school kids do. Or. People who think they're thugs. But. They're more like... Eminem wannabes. Today. Is my twin sister's birthday. Well. Not my sister who is a twin. But. My sisters who are twins. Let's see. I woke up. And. From that point on. I had about an hour to myself. Then. I had to start helping for my sister's party. Let's see. Guests finally started to come. And. Yeah. I had to be doorman. I was gonna assume the position of DJ. But. These kids. They don't know how to come correct. It was like working at Cinemark. Man. Some chick told me to play some Bow Wow. And. I was like. What the heck. Like Bow Wow is doper than my audio. Anyway. Little kids are growing up to fast. At least. They think they are. They are still immature. And. Something tells me. I was most likely like that. If not. Currently like that. But. At least I clean up after myself. Cinemark makes me a better person. I'm still a jerk. But. I'm nice about it. Anyway. Basically. Helping out at this party. Was like a day of work. Everywhere I turned. Morons. Well. Not everywhere. But. Basically everywhere. There was a chick. That the whole group disliked. And... What else. I dunno. Not much else to say. The party wasn't fun. And. Kids try to break hard. Just so they can rock a flag in their hoop ride. And. I miss Robot Girl. I miss school. I miss being a little kid. I miss a lotta stuff. And. Yeah. Why is anything anything. Guess I'm gonna work on the karaoke.com. Ya heard.

Lilo And Stitch.

07.08.02. Lilo And Stitch.
I had a lotta plans today. But. I didn't follow through. As soon as I woke up. I had to eat. And. Take a shower. Because. I was supposed to go to the bank. Then. I went to the bank. And. I saw Candi. With an I. And. I guess my hair is long again. Because. The teller lady. Asked to feel my spikes. Then. She joked. And. Said. She couldn't um. Do whatever it is I was supposed to do to my account. Because. My identification didn't check out. Then. Yeah. I went home. And. Then. To Jay's house. Tomorrow is my sisters' birthday. So. I took them to see Lilo. And. Stitch. The movie was. Alright. Richelle had me expecting something... Coo. But. It wasn't bad. There are worse Disney movies out there. And. Some haven't even come out yet... For example... The Country Bears. Anyway. Then. Jay came over. Just for a little. And. Yeah. We saw Comic Remix. And. Smallville. Then. I dropped him off. That's about it.

07.07.02. Derk Er Derk Er Derk. I'm A Super Jerk.
That should be the }I'm with stupid{ kinda shirt one of my customers shoulda been wearing today. Today. I can only complain about work. Let' see. Some guy got mad at me. Because. I was just upselling like. I'm told to do. And. He was all like. No. I want a medium. And. It's like. Jeez dude. It's not written in stone that you have to get that large. I was just suggesting it. Ya know. Running it by you. Let you consider it. And. Then. The Super Jerk hole... Alright. He comes through my line. And. Ask for relish for the hot dogs. So. I tell him. I can ask a manager to have someone put them out there. So. He's all like ok. Then. He decides. To order the hot dogs. So. I go and make them. And. While I make them. He yells to me to hurry up. Because. I was slow as molasses. And. It's because. I had to put on gloves. And. Make the hot dogs. I guess I missed out. On the magic movie theaters. Where everything is there. Just like that. Anyway. He yelled out. Boy hurry up. Because. I was as slow as molasses. Something stupid like that. And. According to this girl. Mel. She said. He ate the counter popcorn. And. The only other people who eat counter pop corn. Are little kids. And. Not just little kids. But. Little kids who can actually reach the popcorn. So. Once I finally got him his stuff. He goes to the condiment place. As. I'm ringing up my next customer. He starts yelling real loud. And. At one of our managers. And. Our manager just ignores him. Because. It's just one of those moron kinda complaints. Anyway. The guy keeps on talking. And. Finally a customer in another line. Gets sick of hearing his idiotic rambling. And. Tells him to shut the ell up. So. The Jerk. Asked who she was talking to. And. She was like. You. And. He was like. Blah blah blah. Derk er derk er der. I'm a jerk. And. Tells her to shut up. And. Calls her that word. You shouldn't call ladies. And. Oh yeah. The manager went to talk to that guy. And. That's about it. But. What a jerk. And. The customers that I was ringing up while this happened. Just told me not to worry about it. And. That I was doing a good job. And. That is good. Because. At least someone appreciates me. And. I guess. Maybe. I figured it out. The quantity of bad customers is decreasing. But. Their level of how bad they are. Seems to be increasing. But. Yeah. After that guy. That dirty bummy old looking guy. Every customer after him seemed much nicer. And. In fact. After that guy. No one seemed remotely jerky. But yeah. Why is it. People come in thinking they're better than the concession people. When. They really aren't. Because.. If they really were as important as they think they are... They would come correct. And. Not they way they act. If I had a choice. I wouldn't work there. But. If I really had a choice. I wouldn't work anywhere. But. Since. I messed up. And. Basically. This is one of the few options I have. I gotta suck it up. But. I'm still gonna complain about it. But. To anyone out there reading this. Infect truth. And. Please don't be a jerk hole. To people who work in similar environments. And. If the person you get does seem to be having an attitude with you. They probably just had to deal with a jerk hole before you. And. In the rare occasion you get someone who somehow manages to be. Extra happy. Bear with them. They're new. Let's see. I had to do a food run. And. The girl I did it for. Said. All I had to say was chalupa. No tomato. But. When I went through the drive-through. Turns out. That wasn't what I had to say. And. I probably made someone think I was one of those bad customers. Oops my bad. But. That wasn't my fault. So. That girl. She owes me. Big. Another thought. Sometimes. I hope. The managers above my mangers. The Cinemark masters. Like. I hope they hire people to go around. Being jerks at different Cinemarks. Ya know. To see how the employees handle the situation. And. I expect that to happen to me. Where. Someone is a super jerk. But. I stay calm. And. Collected. And. The next day. Having to have a manager meeting. Where they're all like. Alex. We'd like to speak to you concerning an incident that happened yesterday. As part of a test to see if I'm gonna talk bad about the customer. And. Right after the meeting. Like. I pass. And. I get a raise. And. A bonus. And. A promotion. And. Yeah. And. Outside the door. Comes the mean customer. But. They're really the Cinemark master. And. He's all like. Or. She's all like. The way you handle that situation was exemplary. And. More Cinemark employees should learn from your example. And. So forth. And. So on. And. Yeah. Now that's what I'm talking about. But. That's as realistic. As. My DBZ day dreams. 1298. 111 Cups.

07.06.02. Pepsi Blue.
Pepsi Blue. Is that like... Vanilla Coke?
I forgot to mention two things yesterday. One. I saw Uncle Pete. If you don't know who Uncle Pete is... Let's just say. He used to be my ally. But. Then. He had to side with Jared. Like he really was better at foosball... Anyway. Or. If not that. You may remember him. As the guy who catches food in his moufh. And. Now that I've said that. I wonder if he threw up all his popcorn. And. Caught it in his moufh. Well. Not throw up as in vomited. But. Tossed. Uncle Pete called me useless. I wonder if that means something in another language. That's not English. And. Yesterday. Jay was mad. Because. My shirt was fitted. And. His was loose. And. These shirts are tight Mr. Deeds shirts. Anyway. I reasoned. Since. I was buffer. That was why mine appeared to fit. Like it was Abercrombie. Or something. And. Ok. Wait. More than two things. Also. Mel. She said. Jay gave off the vibe. Even though. Accordning to Jay. It takes me half an hour. To get }all Alex-ified.{ What else... And. Now. The colorful part. Some kids. Or something. They were there. Or something. I didn't see everything. But. I did see Police. Mr. T. }Our manager.{ Some kids. Hand cuffs. And. A choke hold. Oh yeah. And. A lotta people standing around on their cellies. And. I just kept ringing up on my register like nothing was happening. Because. That's the calm collected guy I am. }Despite what Richelle says.{ Hmm... This MTV dream seems harder. And. Harder to attain. How am I gonna do this. Um. Let's see. Did I mention one of my managers looks like Tony Hawk? Especially. When he rocked his tight Mr. Deed's Pizza shirt? Well. He did. Oh yeah. People are really picky... Like. We make an exception. And. Have the registers open than we have to. Like. We're obviously closing. And. They expect us to have everything ready for them. As if it was a peak time. Seriously... To any one I've ever made mad in their concession esque careers. Oops my bad.

Superphenomical Closing Time.

07.05.02. Superphenomical Closing Time.
Yep. I woke up today. I had to do a lotta stuff. And. My shift at work didn't start until. 7:30 P.M. So. That sooked. On the plus side. Right before work. I had to get gas. And. I saw Mer. He was all talking. And. Stuff. And. He said. I could come over for dinner. So. I was like. Word. And. He was like. Word. So. I went home. And. I was bout to head over. But. He said. Something happened. And. He had to drop off his sister. But. He still hooked it up with the food. It was pretty good. Thanks Mer. Then. I watched T.V. while I got my grub a dub dub on. I watched MTV. }I want to be on MTV. I am trying out for the last fan standing.{ And. I saw the True Life Marathon. First. It was. True Life. I'm getting plastic surgery. Something like that. The girls were already. Fly. But. They wanted to be flier. Eh. Whatever. And. This one lady. She lost a lot of weight. To put it in her words. She lost a Backstreet Boy. Then. It was True Life. I'm a backyard wrestler. Man. Seriously. If MTV can get doofballs like that on T.V. I should be able to get in. Right? Then. True Life. I'm a private wrestler. Weird stuff mayn. And. Finally. True Life. I'm on ecstasy. What was I gonna say about that. Eh. Forget it. Then. I went to work. I didn't get into my groove right away. Ya know. That robotic superphenomical mode I get it. Anyway. Richelle says. I should smile more. I dunno. I think I smile enough. When applicable. I mean seriously. I don't want to be that jerk hole on }Office Space.{ And. I don't think we're supposed to complain about the customers. But. In general. They're good. But... The sucky handful. They suck. Anyway. One thing that sucks. Is how. Strangers want hook ups from me. When. I can't even hook myself up. Let alone. My own friends. So. Yeah. Unless you're a fly honey. And. I'm talking super fly. And. Probably not even then. Most likely. Don't expect a hook up. Oh yeah. The first day I worked. There was this guy. He had a phantasmical story about. Having to drain the lizard. And. Returning only to discover is. Popcorn knocked down. And. Drink as well. I guess lightning strikes twice. Because. The same thing happened to him again today. And. Not only that. But. I liked the special touches he put. Like. Telling the story. The same exact way. But. This time. He even put forth the effort to. Wipe down his cup. Even though it was. Basically dry. He did get his. Refill. I mean. I'm not a hundred percent sure. But. I'm just reasoning that. There were no kids. But. That's just me. I could be wrong. And. One of my managers talked to me. It's kinda like talking to your high school guidance counselor. Except. Different. Anyway. Then. I went home. My mom said. I had to drive my sisters somewhere tomorrow. And. That sucked.

07.04.02. ID4.
Let's see. Fireworks day. And. What did I do... Nothing. I didn't get to blow anything up. Well. Unless you count popping popcorn at work. Yep. I had work. And. Yep. Everybody wanted to watch a movie before fireworks. I'm just glad noone decided to come back. After watching fireworks. Anyway. My shift was over at 11. So. I was gonna peace out. But. One of the managers. He reminds me of Tony Hawk. I dunno why. Anyway. Asked if I wanted to stick around. I could. So. I just cleaned up the drink stations. And. After that. Mr. Smythe. Said. I could go. And. Stuff. So. I was alright. My job here is done. So. I left. Oh yeah. My sisters went to a Bee Bee Cue. And. They didn't hook it up. Na mean. Ok. End.

MIIB.

06.30.02. Stwong Bad.
Today. I chilled with Jay. Well. Not really chill. But. He came over. We cut out the volleyball mask. It's like. A tuscan? raider. Strong Bad. Ninja Turtle. Bald cap. Mask in one. It's so awesomest. Everyone probably wants one now. You know what I'm talking about. That is about it.

07.01.02. My Head. Your Body.
I went to work today. I got a good evaluation thing from my manager. And. Yeah. I went scanner shopping with Dayve. We sat in the aisles. We had to figure out what the best scanner was. And. When we left. The thing beeped. But. It was coo. Then. We went home. And. Dayve showed me how to um. Modify pictures. Let's see. If you want. There's a weather girl. Alex. Hybrid. And. A Robot Girl Mullet. And. The never happened pic. Also. At Dayve's house. They had steaks. They were good. Thanks David's mom. And. I saw David's brother. He looked different. What else. That is about it. Oh wait. I started playing DDR. Again. Sorta. Yeah. And. I helped Genius out. He knows what I'm talking about.

July 02 2002. Mario's Bad Brakes.
I had to cut the grass. We were supposed to go to the beach. But. I was tired. And. Wanted to sleep in. I went to get Dayve. We went to the bank. Then. To the Post Office. The stamp machine is.... Tricky tricky. Then. We went to my house. Jay called. So. We got him. And. Went to check our schedules. Nope. They weren't posted. Then. We hit up the arcade. Man. I so rule at Harley Davidson. And. The L.A. Riders. Then. More mall cruising. We ran into. Jan. And. Adam. They rolled with us. I think. Technically. It coulda been we were headed in the same direction. Then. We stopped to see what Mer was doing. And. Yeah. He was embarrassed by us. But. It's understandable. Then. To Jay's house. We watched. Drunken Master. Er. Legend of Drunken Master. Oh yeah. Jay. And. Dayve. Couldn't figure out how to play. Mario's Time Machine. And. Jay cooked Chili. We played Star Fox. And. Perfect Dark. I'm more of a Goldeneye kinda guy. Don't ask why. I just am. Less gimmicky? I dunno. Then. We stopped at Dayve's house. I am foosball champion. And. The super puzzle maker. It's true. I puzzle hustled them.

Jly 03 2002. The Stories I Could Tell.
I woke up. And. I went to work. Man. Today. Was one of those days. That. I hope never happens again. Let's see. I had to get a new Mr. Deed's Pizza shirt. It's alright. I guess. Kinda... Form fitted. Mine is gonna shrink. I know it. Dude. If I was buffer. Anyway. What is up with. Well. Why is it so hard to come correct. Like. When I see people I know. At work. It appears as if. They have to act their retardest. Like. It's some unwritten rule. That. Friends of people at work. Must act like they're retarded. I've been really disappointed in the behavior of my comrades. Rarely can I count on someone I know to act proper. I guess there's a force field that lets them know when to act dumb. Like. A FLICKIN moron. Mayn. I must be a ventriloquist. I'm surrounded by so many dummies. Anyway. Not only is that bad in itself. Ya know. The engaged retard mode. But. They seem to have a knack for timing it when the managers are around. And. Yeah I got other stuff to complain about. But. There's no point really. Except the group complaint is the tight Mr. Deeds shirts. Tight as in. Can't breathe. Not off the hook tight. Jay seems to like them though. Once again... Kids. And. Money. Don't go together. They can't count. And. They can't order. And. I'll put pep in my step. When you realize. I already put some in it. And. When I got a billion things to do. Because. No one else is doing them. Don't yell at me like it's crucial. Unless. It's crucial. Man. What a sketchy cheese day. And. To LiL Nurse. Er. LiL Fly. Thanks for the cup hook up. Ya heard. Oh yeah. I met this girl. Well. I heard of her. And. It was a girl that Jay was checking out. Sorta. But. Yeah. Jay. That's her. And. I know why that name is familiar now. Because. It is. What a bad work day.