Figure I've not put up anything here for a while, not really sure if anyone actually reads this...but eh, just in case.
Pretty much, my last few months have been compased of work, school/homework (since most of my classes are online), falling behind in school, catching back up, hanging out with friends, and sleep. On just about any given day, i do most of that (of course i mix up the falling behind/catching back up).
Working about 5-6 days a week right now, which is nice because i need the money. But I had my server die and had to start all over with one of my classes, so it is making REALLY hard to get completely caught back up. I did 8 chapters one day, ran into a snag, got it fixed (took 4 hours)...and haven't had a chance since to work on it.
I sign for my (our) house tomorrow (friday...technically today), move in over the weekend...hope to have internet access over there. I have no idea when I'm going to pack. I have to get up at 9, to go to the house at 10, then go to work at 1:30, work until 10. I guess come home and pack. Then go to work at 10 on saturday, work until 6, unless i can get off early...and then help with the moving. Assuming I've actually packed anything. Then, unpack everything on saturday night/sunday. Luckly, we are closed on sunday (easter) so I'll have a day to get organized...but we'll probably use that day to buy things (such as a bed for me, since i've been sleeping on a matress on the floor), and a dresser (since i don't have one of those right now)...need to do that all while my dad is still in town.
Then, I'll work on trying to finish catching back up with that class. Not to mention doing this weeks homework/quizes...and if I'm not burned out, work on catching up on the Case Studies in my other class. OH! My trial version of 2003 server that i was using for my other class ran out...so now i have to actually reinstall with my full version, and possibly start those labs all over. We are only up to lab 10 in that class though, and I had a few snags anyways that I would like to redo. BUT! the crappy part is, that unless i can get Virtual PC to work, I have to do that all at a lab on campus.
My schedule for next week isn't out yet...if I'm working monday, I think I might beg off so I can use that day to finish up whatever I don't finish sunday...which I figure will be quite a bit. We've been shorthanded, but the store in general just hired 10 new people (i say 8 might actually make the cut and not get fired)...and my, well position i suppose since i don't have a 'department', just got 2 new people to replace the 3 we lost. So I'll still be getting decent hours, but I'll be cut down from 36-40+ (as a part timer) to a more comfortable 20-30.
OH! And I've been in touch with my teacher, to get back one of my papers from last semester, and if i ever actually find the motivation, i'll continue writing my story that i started so very long ago. And perhaps, I might actually finish it. The first draft will probably be under 60 pages...but if i keep working on it, the final would probably be close to 200. |
Nena turned 21 Friday...Thursday we did our normal movie thing, and at midnight we went out to applebees (however you spell it). We actually wanted to go to Bennigan's, but apparently they were so dead they closed down the kitchen early. So we had about 15 of us there, but their tables don't move...so we took over about 1/2 the place because of that. Luis was doing his thing and getting drinks for everyone, I was driving...so I was sober.
Keith decided to drink enough for the both of us, and probably enough for 3. So by the end of the night, he was gone. I think that is the most drunk I've ever seen him. This was the earliest I got to sleep these last few days, which was around 3am.
So we move onto Friday night: Friday we met up at Luis' place, and drinking was done again...though once more not me, because I was driving again. I should mention I was starving at this point, and it was only around 9pm. We went out to a bar/club (more of a bar) around 11. It was obnoxiously loud; which combined with my lack of food, wasn't much fun for me. But later we went to Steak and Shake, and once I got food in me I was much happier (I was so hungry I was going to order a second meal, but Nena had to go, and I was her ride so...).
Finally, we have Saturday night: We went to some club, I forget the name of it...but we were in the VIP section, which was awsome. AWSOME. Oh, did I mention about 7 of the girls on the UCF dance team with Nena showed up? It was fun. At one point they were all up on one of the VIP booths dancing, and it was QUITE hot. I actually danced; I had a LOT of fun. We got there around 11. The dance team left early (which sucked), but we were there until close at 3am. Which was then followed up by Steak and Shake again.
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Jan. 14th, 2005 @ 03:33 am
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This is the first semester in a while that I have a few classes, that I have no prior experience in. Actually, this is the first time I can recall taking classes that I don't have any previous experience in. We are at the end of our first week, and I've yet to do anything for any of my classes. Not a very good beginning. 3 of the 4 classes are online, and one is M/W. I missed the first day since I wasn't actually in the class yet, and classes were canceled the second due to a power outage. Only problem is, the teacher for the class isn't listed in the faculty directory...thus I have no way to get in contact with him. As to the other 3...the bookstore that actually as, well, books...is in sanford/lake mary. Which was the campus that lost power on the 12th, and i worked tuesday/thursday. So tomorrow (well today) will be my first chance to go down there and pick up the books for all of my classes. So basically, this entire weekend will be spent doing things that I could've/should've been doing all week.
The reason i tried so hard to get 3 online classes, was that I was working ~30-40 hours a week. Emphasis on was...during the entire holiday season, we were understaffed. Now, now we are overstaffed, and we no longer have our holiday budget. End result, full timers (of which i'm not) are pulling about 30-35 hours...and part timers are doing 10-20.
now i know what most of you are thinking...hey, that means you'll have a lot of time to work on school work. Just one problem, i'm one of those people that if you give me a lot of time, i'll just keep saying "i'll do it later". The thing i liked about having so little spare time, was that I HAD to do my work. always been a problem of mine, i need a challange to perform...and when classes/class work is too mundane and easy, the challange comes in the pressure of having to stay up all night to do what needs to be done, and do it satisfactory. |
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Jan. 6th, 2005 @ 08:18 pm
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I had my one year evaluation earlier this week. I got a 3.6 out of 5, which is above average. My manager told me that is one of the highest reviews he has ever given an employee. Which was an awsome compliment, the only negative remark he gave me to work on was that when I'm working on projects to still make sure and see to customers. I got about a forty cent raise, which was nice as well. It's nice to know you are well appreciated, though now I almost feel like I have to do something to stand out to prove that I do deserve the recognition he gave me.
He did give me one job though...He wants me to choose one of our new guys, and train them up. Give them the knowledge and help them out in the selling aspect. because we've got some really knowledgeable guys, but they need some work as salesman. |
Well, we got back from Vegas early yesterday morning, around 7am. First thing I should mention, is anyone that has a chance should see the Blue Man Group, the show was quite awsome. That was the only show we ended up seeing. All of the other ones that I was interested in, were either out of town, down for repairs, or only played one day a week and I had missed that day (Penn and Teller, out of town; Pirate show outside of treasure island, down for repairs; The amazing johnothan, only thursday nights). But the Blue Man Group was great...amusing and good music.
So I guess on to the gambling: The first few days gambling was not my thing, it was a mixture of my lack of betting habits and just the draw of the cards. The first few days I just could not win. So after I had lost about $100 real fast downtown at some Blackjack, Dustin and my Dad introduced me to Pai Gow. That was more my game...i could sit and play for hours, without losing much, but having the ability to make quite a bit. I started off with $20 and worked that up over $100, started losing and decided to take what was left...which was still $80. A few minutes later my dad tossed me another $20 and we would split the winnings...basically, he didn't want me sitting just watching. Which I didn't mind. But damn, I wish I would've dropped my own money so I didn't have to split. Basically, the reason you can play this game so long is that about 70% of the time you push...so you don't win, but you don't lose. That $20 went up over $200.
Ok for anyone reading this...yes I know I'm talking about small amounts of money here, but damnit...i was just happy to finally win. so leave me alone.
Anyways, back to gambling...we played in a poker tournament later that night. I didn't do quite so well. Out of 48, I was about 40. Yeah. While I did make some bad moves, the three big hands that I lost weren't really. The first was my pocket queens vs pocket A's. I went all in, and uhh..yeah he called. The next was a small pot around 1000. the blinds were 100/200 and three of us were in the hand, so there was 600 in. No one was betting and there was an open ended straight on the table (if you had an 8 or a 3 in your hand, you had it). I bet 300, I knew the guy after me would fold (which he did, without even hesitating). The next guy was about to throw in his cards, then stopped, looked at them again, and called. He thought he had a 9 and not an 8. So I had read him right, but his being a dousche won him the pot. The other big hand I had Q/10 suited, which was one of the best cards I had seen in a while. So I raised it up to 500 (basically I raised a little over the minimum). I got two calls, which isn't what I wanted to see. Flop was K, Q, 9. So i had an inside straight draw with middle pair. I had 700 left, did a raise of 200...one guy folded and the girl put me all in. I called...she had K, j. So she had another inside straight draw, but a better pair. that put me out.
if you actually read that...well i'm just baffled. the last day i finally won at blackjack. I started with $80, went up around $200, but lost a few hands and left the table with $125. I started feeling sick before we left, and by the last day I pretty much just slept.
i'm sleepy. as i said, we got in around 7am...i slept until 11:30, dustin and I went to eat around 12:30...drove up to orlando, and worked until 12:30. then i had to get up at 6:30, because i opened at 7:15. so yeah...i'm a bit out of it. |
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hmm, have a get together the night of my birthday (after work, of course, sicne i work every day). Or play hockey. And I can't really have it any other day, since that week is final week. so yeah. i think i'm leaning towards the get together. but damnit, i love hockey.
Dec. 2nd, 2004 @ 09:56 pm
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Our goalie finally played like himself again, and needless today we won. twas a fun game.
I've been slacking on doing my homework, as usual. I've got a story I need to write, or more correctly, rewrite. I had a 'short' story written, but it was garbage, so I said fuck it and decided to make it a long story...I've just not actually done that yet. Also need to write a one act play, which is something i've never done before...so that should turn out horribly.
thanksgiving 'weekend' was an interesting event for me. Wednesday after work (around 6) i headed down to south. It took me about 4 hours to get to ft lauderdale (it normally takes me about 3 30 to get home, and i was still about 20-30 out from there)...so i took a side trip and stopped by my old Best Buy. They were closed, but of course let me in. Almost all of the guys that worked there when I did where still there, but ironically enough...not a single guy from my old department was closing that night (they had 3 new guys closing). After saying hi and bye to all of those folks, i headed home and gave my HT crew a call...turns out they were all playing Halo.
Thanksgiving Day around 4:30 my brother and I went over to my grandparents...my uncle showed up unexpectedly. My cousin was coming, but my uncle was supposed to be going to Panama for a wedding. He didn't really want to attend that, so when he couldn't get on the plane because of an expired passport, he just came over there and joined us. That was fun...always good times with the fam. My cousin made a pie, but had used the wrong type of crust so it came out all crazy looking. I had 3 slices, so despite its appereance it tansted pretty good.
I went straight from there back up to Orlando, since I had work the next day. I got in pretty fast, left at 8 and was in around 11. My manager kept swearing to us that the day would fly...well it didn't. 4am to 2pm, felt like 4am 'til 2pm. Saturday I opened again, but this time they let me sleep in...until 9am. yay.
i slept basically the entire day away today (sunday)...then of course played hockey. nothing else really going on.
Nov. 28th, 2004 @ 11:02 pm
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do i try not to succeed so as to not fail?
Nov. 19th, 2004 @ 02:18 am
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The ref's where we play hockey really dislike us (my team)...and we have no idea why, seeing as aside from seeing them at games we have no idea who they are. Now I know everyone can argue "oh the refs are making all the calls against us"...but when we have the other team arguing in OUR favor...honestly, if that isn't proof enough, i don't know what is.
Some guy I dislike got two of his teeth knocked out the game before us. I was happy. He and one other guy on his team are assholes and cheaters (one guy likes to trip goalies, and his stick often 'ends up' inbetween people's legs, beating the shit out of the poor boys | the other guy like to trip and slash A LOT, as well as grab and toss the puck on face offs...the refs tend to turn their faces away from the face offs, so he gets away with it).
Nov. 7th, 2004 @ 11:10 pm
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Three different games now...I've been playing them, only to stop and turn on TV...and have a commercial, for that game, be on.
I haven't had a jammed finger in a long time, so I had forgotten how truly annoying it is.
With all of the seasonal people we've got, I'm getting no hours: which sucks since I need the money, but having free time to actually see friends is, well nice.
Nov. 7th, 2004 @ 12:41 am
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Hmm, its been quite some time since my last update. Not that much has happened...
October 16th was my brothers birthday...and as luck would have it, it was apparently "parents weekend". So my Aunt Fran, whom I've not seen since she and my uncle got divorced about 11 years ago, came up to see my cousin jamie (who just started her freshman year at UCF). My mom also came down (for my bro's birthday), so we three (brother, mom, and myself) went out to smokey bones. My cousin and Aunt were supposed to meet us there, but my cousin didn't wake up until right when my aunt got there...and we all know how long you woman folk take to get ready. So they showed up right when we finished eating (along with jamie's friend lacey), sat down and joined us for a few minutes. Which turned into them ordering food. I think we were there for about 3 hours overall. Good times. Caught up with Fran...caught up with Jamie...enjoyed meeting Lacey.
Fast foward to holloween weekend. This weekend, mostly sucked. Holloween parties are some of the best, and I've missed them two years in a row now. It was my youngest cousins bat mitvah on my Dad's side of the family. Now normally seeing my family is a good time. But my uncle and former aunt (notice how i referred to Fran as my aunt still, even though she has no actual ties to my family any more...but now it is my former aunt...yeah, she's crazy) Heidi are divorced. And it isn't what most people would consider a good divorce, actually I would say it is quite possibly one of the most fucked up I've ever seen (and I have seen some screwed up ones before). My uncle had to basically fight to be involved in the bat mitvah (and then once he finally got in, to include my father and grandmother). Myself and Dustin were ignored...not that I minded too much, sine I dislike religion and being in 'houses of god' but the point still remains. Later, when Hilary (my cousin) was reading her little speach (which her mother had 'helped' her write, but for anyone that knows them...basically she dictated and Hilary wrote) she didn't mention a single person from my side of the family. And she LOVES to see me and my brother, so it isn't like she dislikes us.
To give a quick backround on how their mother screwes with their heads: they will come down (they are in NJ) to florida to see us, have a wonderful time. Then they go back up north. And suddenly, they didn't have 'that much fun' down here. and it is a fight for my uncle to get them to come down to visit him. and then they do...and it starts all over again (also as another side note: while he was living in NJ, the girls were going to see a psychologist...who was opening their eyes to truths beyond what their mother tells them...after he moved down south, it stopped...and they slowly became more and more hostile to him...until the point that it seems they don't even see him as a father. when he sayd 'i love you' to them, he doesn't get one back). Instead of having a party (like most people do) after the bat mitvah...heidi just had a small social, mostly with adults and very few kids. for my older cousin my uncle had a full party, but that was because he was still living in NJ and had a big enough house. This time, we went out to the Melting Pot (up there to get a party into the melting pot you have to book about 2 months in advance). Hilary had 2 friends, and julie had 2 friends...we sat at seperate tables so they could have their fun without us old folks. We are hoping because they have pictures and friends there, they won't be brainwashed into thinking they didn't have a good time. when we dropped them off that night, the girls were still giddy and couldn't say enough 'verys' to explain how much fun the night was. it is a pity how much they are being mind fucked. and worse yet they are too naive to realize any of it. hopefully they will go to college out of state and start to realize it. probably not, but one can hope.
anyways...so i'm back in town. got to see my grandparents on my mom's side of the family (since i've been talking about messy divorces...my parents are divorced, my dad came with me and my brother to visit my mom's parents. when my mom was looking to sell her house and hadn't found a new one yet for herself, my dad offered a room at his for her to stay). which was nice, but some what sad. my grandfather has a growth the size of a football, which is too big to remove. doctors say it could be months, or he could live years...but not to expect him to be around this time next year. so that was a bit morbid.
got up to orlando later that night. went over to keith's to hang out. which was fun and yet not at the same time. for some reason, i don't feel comfortable around some of the people that were there...so i'm very tense and quite. it is strange, and i'm really not sure why. it isn't like i dislike any of them. but i'm very guarded with what i say. very strange of me. i think i need to just keep sqeaky eric and/or nena (or my brother) around at all times. when i'm with squeaky eric...well, i can't help but be me.
well...joe is out of the shower...so my turn to bath. had hockey tonight against the czech's. it was actually pretty close for most of the game. our goalie didn't have a very good night, and they had a few more subs then us. so by the end of the second it started to turn sour. but until then we were holding our own. i'm was kind of upset at our goalie, because he let through some real garbage. but eh, she happens. i've got a paper to write, and work tomorrow morning. oh and my loan request finally came back from bank of america (took forever) and they need the school to send them something now. so the question has started to resurface of if i should go to full sail. but since i need to have some more papers sent off (which will be probably a few months before it is all resolved) i've got some time before i actually need to make a decision.
Nov. 1st, 2004 @ 11:06 pm
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that is all.
Sep. 27th, 2004 @ 07:39 pm
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I go to subway quite a bit...and because of that know a number of the people that work there. One of the girls is cool and I enjoy seeing. Well today when I went in she made a comment that she was thinking of me, that she would see me that night. A few minutes later when I was leaving she made a comment that she was off tomorrow. Which I am too...and I said as much. I also thought, hey...i should get her number. and then as i was driving away i was thinking damn, i should've invited her to the movie with us.
but i didn't do either. i don't know why. and that angers me. Next time i see her i intend to ask her number...hopefully, i follow through with those intentions.
Sep. 23rd, 2004 @ 11:33 pm
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Random times I'll think of things to write. Always about the story I want to write. Entire paragraphs will flow through my mind (and the way I think, I edit them and restructure as they go by). The only problem is, by the time I get to a place to record, they are gone. Normally it is when I'm about to fall asleep. I've tried getting up to write/type them down...but that never works. The other day while walking through the rain back to my car, the prologue worked itself out in my head. At least 3 or 4 paragraphs worth, which is more then enough to start with. Once I had that down I could easily expand it. By the time I got to my car (less then 1 minute from when I had finished the thought) it was mostly gone.
I try to remember them, but all I get back are garbled bits. And that drains any desire I had to actually write anything. I keep hoping with this creative writing class it will be different. But I do not know how to write poetry. seeing as how these are our first assignments it is just leaving me angered. I don't really want to ask any of my friends to proof read them...since if I ask it will be of someone who writes it. Yet I need to have it proof read, because obviously something I write will make sense to me.
I read poetry in our book, in class...and I wonder how it is considered poetry. To me, it just looks like a regular story that was broken up. Some of it has a reason for the breaks...but others, they just have no rythm. They have underlying themes, but what doesn't? Much of the 'poetry' in this book could easily be written in prose and still contain the same effect/meaning.
I'm tempted to just write a very short story...and then just chop it up.
Sep. 14th, 2004 @ 09:49 pm
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For my creative writing class I need to write some poetry, and poetry is not exactly my strong point. So if the few of ya who read my LJ wouldn't mind reading over these two, too insure they make sense...I would appreciate it.
I was hoping to have 5 of these done by tomorrow's class...but thus far I have but these two. No idea what else to write.
edit: Monica read 'em and gave me an OKAY! But I'll leave 'em up here anyways.
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Walking around
In a kind of daze
You feel like a ghost
Seeing only grays
The world is just a blur
Jumping from place to place
Never feeling like you are there
just a mouse in a maze.
Glancing all around
You can’t find a friend
Someone to help make sense of the grays
Someone to help make the blur go straight.
Someone to end this daze.
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the day has just begun
sleep was cut short,
but for some reason, you find yourself smiling
as the morning birds sing.
Going to work you whistle along with that song
That grumpiness from lack of sleep, that should prevail,
Isn’t with you.
Sitting down to write
Your nightly memoir
A place to keep your past days alive
The smile is still adorning your face
Blissful for a day
With no reason to pen
Laying down to sleep,
You feel the smile still on your face.
Blissful for a day
With no reason to understand
What could’ve been in the dream
What could’ve been in the song
To leave me blissful for a day
With no reason to say.
Sep. 13th, 2004 @ 11:30 pm
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Should go see Garden State. It was superb. It brought me nearly to tears (if you don't understand that, you probably don't know me that well).
that was all...this entire update just to say to see this. I was going to say a few other things, but I decided there is no point to, since it would just sadden my jovial mood.
Sep. 8th, 2004 @ 09:21 pm
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I cut my hair...but not all of it. So I've moved on from the Jew Fro to the Flock of Segals.
that is all.
oh and that hurricane didn't kill me, but don't fear, there is another coming soon.
Sep. 7th, 2004 @ 07:02 pm
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Everyone's a headin' home for the storm. I originally was going to stay here (since technically I work friday through monday)...but monica said she would be angry with me if I did, and seeing as how she is violent that could lead to my being beaten. Thus, in light of that (and the fact that I'll be here all alone...) I'm going into work later today to say
"hey, the one known as me will be departing for places unknown (actually they are known, but they don't need to know that). But I shall return. So protect my land my faithful subjects, and you shall all find yourself a share of the treasures my journeys uncouver"
And then I'll just disappear (well actually I'll walk out through the front door to my car, but they don't need to know that). On my way back up after the hurricane, I'll pick them up some broken pieces of things...and tell them I found it buried beneath the volcanic ash on an island named Solitire (something like that) which was part of the great M(something...forget their name, menesa?) society...and how that society could quite possibly be part of the fabled Atlantis (since the island does meet Plato's description of Atlantis).
I will beguile my subjets (you know, those folks I work with that I called my subjects up above...come on, keep up here) with stories of perfectly preserved houses that are over 365,000 days old.
Sep. 2nd, 2004 @ 01:39 pm
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Was up in Orlando for a few days...went to warped tour, which was fun. Avenged Sevenfold was the main reason I went, and they rocked. Yellowcard was pretty good, but not great live (it wasn't that the music didn't sound good, it just didn't have that...vibe, you all know what i mean). Story of the Year rocked live also. Coheed was ok, as were a few other bands.
We missed Sugarcult, simply because they were the last band and we didn't feel like staying (plus the two bands before them we weren't really interested in seeing). Too bad a few more of the bands I wanted to see didn't come to florida, but eh...I'm happy with what I got.
I got a confirmed YAY on my transfer, so my job is coming with me (which certainly takes a load off...because I didn't not want to have to look for another job...and i love my job). I'm working on getting me added to the lease, just some paper work crap I have to finish up (plus yell at the renting agency for something we have already done and they apparently lost).
Last day of work down here is the 7th...I don't know when I start up there, but I'll probably be back around the 9th. I need to get some stuff from the Best Buy up there...computer desk and chair...I was going to get it today, but I need matt for his truck. It is amazing how much money I'm saving...I'm spending about as much for the two together, as they cost seperate.
Milo might be going to orlando soon, so I'll be able to get my TV back and finally get my hockey bag from Hyper. The hockey bag is really nice since mine has a massive hole in it, and it was free.
The school issue is still progressing slowly...FASFA (FAFSA...however you spell it) is taking forever to update (they mail me one thing at a time that needs to be done, each taking about a week to week 1/2 to process). Hopefully by September I'll have everything (incluiding the loans) in order and start at the end of that month.
well, that was a pretty random and sporatic update...I think I covered most everything. Now, it is time for sleep since I need to be at work in about 5 hours and 45 minutes; so I need to leave my house a little after 5 hours from now...which means I'm only going to get about 4 hours of sleep tonight. And matt wants to play hockey tomorrow night. i smell a nap coming on (then again, the amount of sleep I'm going to get tonight can be considered a nap).
Jul. 31st, 2004 @ 01:55 am
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I had to get my car repaired...and shops don't work on air suspension...so I had to do it at the Lincoln place...bastards charged me $1500. Worse yet...the guy I talked to didn't say struts, he said air bags. I thought it was the struts but assumed I was wrong. Well it was the struts. and the struts I could've gotten for half what lincoln charges (their struts - $530each...online struts $250each). I have no problem having my car worked on their, but I dislike being lied to. Be it because the guy is stupid or ignorant, I don't care. If he is either he shouldn't be doing the job he is.
Jul. 23rd, 2004 @ 06:59 pm
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