www.neil.blog memo to myself. do the dumb things i gotta do. touch the puppet head.

August 25, 2005

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Filed under: Uncategorized — lj @ 1:33 am

This summer went by so fast, it’s crazy. It’s because of my work schedule.. I lost track of time. I haven’t really been talking to anyone, so people are thinking I’m ignoring them (Sean, I’m not). I only have about 2 weeks before I go back to school.. I’m kind of excited. I got the letter yesterday that said I did well enough on the writing prompt that I can skip English Comp 101 and go right to 102. So excitement city. I’m living at home for school, but I’m going to try to make some changes in my room that will make it easier to study.. like cleaning, and getting my computer out of there so I can have more space on my desk. And getting a new chair.

kthx

I want to buy an ibook. They’re cute.

I’m training Kendall at work tomorrow, that should be fun. I don’t know if I’ll be able to get up tomorrow but I’ll try.

Got drunk for the first time the other night at Erika’s, it was sweet until I started to feel like shit. But people were nice to me, and gave me water, and back rubs, and told me it was gonna be okay and that “shit if I had known that was your first time I wouldn’t have let you drink that much!”. Luckily I didn’t throw anything up or do anything embarassing, except show up to work with a hangover and fall asleep at my desk. Then I hung out with Shanon later that day after work and we made fun of each other. Saw 40 Year Old Virgin with Rene, and also other people but they didn’t sit with us up at the top 🙁 Oh, and we saw Red Eye last week, strongly reccomended.

Rene bought our tickets for Death Cab in September! And I guess she bought 2 extra accidentally so if anyone wants to come with us, they’re $31, center balcony at the Orpheum in Boston. Holla!

Okay, bed.

August 18, 2005

“no.. it’s my dad’s car, i had no idea it wasn’t inspected”

Filed under: Uncategorized — Tags: , , , — lj @ 12:39 am

Warped Tour was muddy. Sean was pissed about that, and we left. Waste of a day, and I didn’t get to see any of the bands I had wanted to. And apparently there were a lot of people there that could have driven me home, but I couldn’t find any of them. Ugh.

Nikki came back from Colorado and brought me a keychain and a Snoop Dogg cd.

I got pulled over tonight for the first time.. with 7 people in the car.. and an expired inspection sticker.. and no seatbelts except for mine. And the cops let us go and told me to buy a minivan. Then we cruised Main St blasting GASOLINA and The Faint, and having a dance party, and founds some sk8rz, and hung out with them for a while and played frisbee in the middle of a 5-lane road.

Crystalyn gets mega-namedropped.

My grandfather gets namedropped big time for sending me a $500 check in the mail today with a note saying that I should use it to help pay for a laptop for school. ROCK.

I miss Jolene THX.

August 10, 2005

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Filed under: Uncategorized — Tags: , , — lj @ 2:27 pm


That’s bullshit.. I don’t even have a phone. I had it suspended when it got stolen, and nobody from Verizon ever told me they turned it back on after a month. So I was paying for service and didn’t know it.

I guess I have to go get a new phone today.. since I’m paying for it anyhow. I liked not having a cell phone.. it was just another thing tying me down. I shouldn’t have fucking signed a 2-year contract. Kids, don’t get cell phones. You might think they’re cool, but they’re not. They make you look like a fucking douchebag.

Also, fuck allergies, and how I keep sneezing while I’m on the phone.

EDIT: I mean besides all this, life is great. If a cell phone bill and a runny nose are all I have to complain about, I think I’m doin’ alright.

August 7, 2005

recently

Filed under: Uncategorized — Tags: , , , , — lj @ 8:47 pm

Had a 6am encounter with a dude in Dunkin Donuts who was holding the door for me.
guy: hi
me: mornin’
guy: how are you
me: decent. new pants?
guy: yes actually they are, how could you tell?
me: tag’s still on the back
guy: SHIT REALLY? fuck. shit. THIS SUCKS. oh well, thanks for telling me.

Working every day. 9-5. It’s not really that bad, except a lot of times I just get home and sleep. Last week, interviewed Taproot, and 30 Seconds to Mars, Jared Leto’s band. In conclusion, the bassist from Taproot is kind of clueless, and Jared Leto loves us and I hate transcribing interviews.

I forget what else I did last week.

IHOP on Friday with Sean. Olive Garden with kids that night. We all rule. So does the bread there. Then Kirsten’s party, that was fun. Even though I looked less 80’s and more like I shop at the Salvy. Fun people there. Yay. Went to Kirsten’s, stayed up all night (almost). Woke up at 6 and went to Maine with my aunt. Cousin’s wedding. Yay relatives. Good salmon. Danced with my mom. Made a terrible face in every picture taken. Cousins and I (minus joe) fled the reception and found ourselves drinking beers on the side of the road. I hate beer. I like Maine.

Drove my grandfather’s minivan home from Maine because he had a breakdown, or something, nobody actually told me why I was driving. Something about a flat tire and Wal-Mart. Now after driving four-and-a-half hours, I’m tired and am going to play Half Life and go to sleep. thx4reading

July 31, 2005

a picture of nectar

Filed under: Uncategorized — lj @ 10:59 pm

I went to a party last night at Derrick’s. After everyone left, me and Rene went upstairs to chill for a while. We talked about sweet random stuff, and then kind of dozed off. My parents don’t like it when I come home later than 12 or 1, and it was 1:30, and I just closed my eyes for a second and then woke up and it was 6:15. I freaked out, said bye to Rene, and drove home as fast as I could.

Got home, crept through the front door, snuck up the stairs, and passed out in my bed until 2 in the afternoon. Took a shower and wondered how I would explain this to my parents. Maybe I could pretend nothing happened, or something.

I walked in to the living room where my dad was sitting with my brothers watching TV, wondering how long I was going to be grounded for. After about 10 minutes:

my dad: how come you weren’t in bed at 5 in the morning?
me: I was at Derrick’s, I fell asleep
my dad: oh
me: sorry
my dad: HEY PUT THAT R KELLY VIDEO BACK ON.

A similar conversation ensued with my mom, then I went to work.

..

Someone yell at me, or something. I’m thinking it’s a trick, or who even knows. These are the same parents that would flip out if I came home 10 minutes late from the Java Hut on a school night. So I don’t really know what’s going on. I know I’m 18 and it shouldn’t matter what time I come home, but I still feel like that since I’m living in their house I owe them some respect as to not show up at 6 in the morning. Whatever, it’s just weird.

Also, read THIS. It’s one of my customers, talking about me on this forum.

July 28, 2005

rockin the plastic like a man from the catskills!

Filed under: Uncategorized — Tags: , — lj @ 3:28 pm

my grandmother: I bought that CD by that band The Decemberists you told me about, I really like it. They’re weird. For once you listened to something that isn’t total crap.
me: That’s good, I’m glad you liked it.
grandmother: Now how about that band, what do you call them, Green Day. Are they any good? What are they, that rock and roll crap?

My hand is almost bleeding from so many dood guys giving me high-fives!
Don’t listen to whatever Sean tells you. We went to OAR last night and he loved it. Okay, maybe not. But I had fun. He gets us into good shows.. sorry I don’t have any connections besides the ones to get us into OAR for free.

The funny thing about the crowd was that they all dressed the same (striped polo, collar up; khaki cargo shorts; Red Sox or American Eagle cap, faded). I can’t really make fun, though, because everyone at a show I would normally go to (including myself) looks pretty much the same. I think Sean and I both felt out of place. Dude guys made him get up and dance. It was funny though.

In conclusion, my grandma likes the Decemberists, dude guys love OAR, and Sean loves dude guys.

And I graduated today. Discuss.

July 23, 2005

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Filed under: Uncategorized — lj @ 12:05 am

My mom just referred to blueberries as “bloobs” and I laughed a lot.

Summer school “graduation” is on Thursday. I don’t think they ever did that before, but there are about 20 kids that didn’t graduate so whatever. I think that will be embarassing.. I just want them to mail me my diploma.

I registered for fall classes at Worcester State. I did the placement test and did well enough that I have to go back next week and write this essay on something, and if I do well I get to skip English Comp 101 and go right to 102. And I tested at a (high school) Spanish III level, somehow, even though I haven’t taken that class in 2 years, and did shitty in it. And just picked random letters for most of the questions.

I started to type out my schedule, but decided not to. Instead, here’s the classes I’m taking:

  • Spanish II
  • English Composition I (probably II)
  • Academic Strategies (??)
  • World Literature: Asian, African, Latin
  • Studies of Race, Nation, Class, and Gender
  • Math lab

    Oh yeah, math lab, since I didn’t do so hot on the math placement test. Whatever, I’m an english major, who needs math.

    Got a sweet $299 paycheck today and put it all in the bank. Then minus $270 for car insurance, and $30 for the remaining balance on my phone, and I have nothing except less stress. They sent me a threatening letter today so I guess I gotta pay it or I can’t drive my car anymore. Wait, I don’t have one. Well, I can’t drive my dad’s car anymore.

    Oh yeah, and I owe $3,000 to the school by next week and my financial aid stuff still hasn’t come through :/

    Hanging out with Crystalyn the other day was fun. Park, arcade, Jave Hut. Last night Rene and I ate steak. mm.

  • July 19, 2005

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    July 17, 2005

    Jarrod0000: hairy pooter

    Filed under: Uncategorized — lj @ 9:59 pm

    Holy shit, that book was INTENSE.

    And I had it read in less than a day.

    And I didn’t cry until page 639, beat that SUCKAHS.

    Once again, I must stress, WOW.

    Also I just read for like a day straight and now my eyes kill.

    When is the next one coming out? Soon, I hope.

    PS RON DIES AT THE END
    jk i’m not telling

    July 15, 2005

    and only when i sleep can i feel stronger

    Filed under: Uncategorized — Tags: — lj @ 1:42 am

    So, stuff. I still don’t have a new phone. Summer school is going well, except it’s so fucking boring, I fall asleep every day. Working every day, from right after school until around 5ish, whenever it’s not so busy that I need to be there. Friday is my only day off. I’m a manager now. It’s scary. Today I was asked to figure something out with the phone system, and I did, and I’m proud of myself because I like learning. You know, when it’s something that’s fun. You know what I’m saying. It’s not like book learning.. it’s problem solving. I like that. I get a raise tomorrow. Work is hard.

    I am addicted to coffee now. If I don’t get my extra large hazelnut with cream and extra sugar by about 10 a.m., I get a terrible headache and can’t function. Today my mom wasn’t going to let me drive to work because I was trying to tell her what I was doing after work, but I kept falling into the wall and messing up my words. I hate being an addict 🙁 At least the people at Dunkin Donuts know what I order, because usually I am too out of it to tell them.

    Me and Annie went to Boston tonight because I got screening tickets to Wedding Crashers, but by the time we got there it was FULL. So I talked the manager into giving us refunds on our popcorn and soda, and then we walked around Boston Common and I climbed a tree and then we rented Team America and watched it and now I am tired. I wrote Jane a letter. Thanks.

    Going to see Charlie and the Chocolate Factory with Ashlie tomorrow, yay! At least I bought my tickets ahead of time, so we’ll definitely be able to get innnnnn

    Also Coldstone after, plz.

    Friday is my only day off. I am sleeping forever. I have never been excited for sleeping before. But I am going to go do that now.

    I want to hang out with Crystalyn. Thx. I need a car.

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