I saw the new apartment, and its awesome. Just thinking about my own bathroom makes me giddy with excitement. But there are a few road bumps, actually only one... Julio.
If Julio does leave Sunday, then its full steam ahead for moving in ASAP. Fuck being alone in an apartment for two months...
If he doesn't, then I'm stuck for two months, but with more money...
Options... options...
We finished the posters for Screamfest, but as I was finishing the posters, Skye and Chris had a fight. It was arguably the most awkward this I have ever witnessed.
The fight went something like this...
Chris: So It would be great if you guys left like... soon.
Skye: Well, I wasn't even going to move, until after Screamfest, but you know James...
Chris: Well, its not really working out, look at this place.
Skye: I'm sorry...
Chris: Sorry for leaving this place trashed?
Skye: Sorry for paying all of the rent for three months.
Chris:Well this was all your fault, it was your idea to stay, and now look at this place. I have to pay for all of this, this si on my credit.
Skye: Well we wanted to be on the lease, and most of this will land on your Aunts shoulders.
Chris: My aunt has like Millions of dollars, I have nothing...
Skye: Okay...
Chris: You do know they do credit checks when yu try to move into places, so unless i pay for all of this, I'll like never live in a place again.
Skye: Well if you weren't strung out on drugs all the time, you have saw this coming...
At that point Chris leaves.
Awkward... I know, at least Carlie was there for it too. Even though she has a "I'm always on Chris's side, cause he is my male Julissa" stance.
Somehow I think they are moving in before Screamfest...
BTW all of this started over a bed. which, as I now think about it, I left complete out of my retelling....
9/30/09
Say What!?
Camillo called Mark his "nigga". I lol'd so hard, it turned into a ROLF...
Mark then told me he hated arabs...
The people I work with...
Mark then told me he hated arabs...
The people I work with...
The On Coming Tide of a Busy Week
SO much has happened in the last few days...
My good 'ole roommate Julio decided to one up me with not renewing the lease, with just leaving at the end of the week.
With Zandikar tomorrow, and EXP next week, I've been stressing out 24/7. Its just been one downfall after another, one right after the other. Its seems as if brick by brick my life is falling apart. Good thing I have Sarah, she is my mortar at the moment. she is the one thing keeping me sane and sound.
As soon as rent is paid for this month, I can then begin stressing out about November, (which I have to pay all by myself because I'll be all alone in the apartment).
Hopefull EXP will be the recharge for my batteries that I need...
My good 'ole roommate Julio decided to one up me with not renewing the lease, with just leaving at the end of the week.
With Zandikar tomorrow, and EXP next week, I've been stressing out 24/7. Its just been one downfall after another, one right after the other. Its seems as if brick by brick my life is falling apart. Good thing I have Sarah, she is my mortar at the moment. she is the one thing keeping me sane and sound.
As soon as rent is paid for this month, I can then begin stressing out about November, (which I have to pay all by myself because I'll be all alone in the apartment).
Hopefull EXP will be the recharge for my batteries that I need...
7/2/09
6/30/09
Distracting Distractors at the Potter House
As I start to type this I feel the onslaught of the allergy meds kicking in...
The drowsiness, the slowly swaying back and forth to keep stable, the heavy eye lids...
Work sucked like always, but who's job doesn't now a days. I did get a few things accomplished, like the retweeking of the blog.
So I come home to a drunk Julio, and a over baring Estevon. He was part of my anniversary gift. I miss him already, even though its been less then a week. Alli, from across the hall comes up, and starts talking to us explaining how she called Chris at work a ginger the previous night. Esty challenged me to a Magic game, and I quickly OWN'D his ass with my transmuters.
Yadda Yadda Yadaa we played Disney Scene It at Rachels.
Watching Carlie destroy us in the game I realized that this was the life. Good friends, some I care about, and a steady job...
Well, at least until Monica called, telling me Julio was dying in his bed.
Lets jump back to what was happening at the apartment. Julio was talking to All iwhen her boyfriend comes home. Christian, this wife beating mother fucker gets all puffy, and sparta kicks Julio in the chest. Julio being the angry son of a bitch he is, retaliated with beating his ass. So when he tells me this, and how about he has chest pains, and he is coughing up blood, me and Sarah jump into action, and by action I mean sit and watch the first twenty five minuets of Lio and Stich. I call Monica to keep him company and to try to get I'm into the hospital, yet he refuses.
Me and Sarah say our good byes and go to save Julio. Turns out he is fin, and was over exaggerating the whole thing. (well except the fucking Christian up part). Sarah leaves and the three of us watch Repo.
The drowsiness, the slowly swaying back and forth to keep stable, the heavy eye lids...
Work sucked like always, but who's job doesn't now a days. I did get a few things accomplished, like the retweeking of the blog.
So I come home to a drunk Julio, and a over baring Estevon. He was part of my anniversary gift. I miss him already, even though its been less then a week. Alli, from across the hall comes up, and starts talking to us explaining how she called Chris at work a ginger the previous night. Esty challenged me to a Magic game, and I quickly OWN'D his ass with my transmuters.
Yadda Yadda Yadaa we played Disney Scene It at Rachels.
Watching Carlie destroy us in the game I realized that this was the life. Good friends, some I care about, and a steady job...
Well, at least until Monica called, telling me Julio was dying in his bed.
Lets jump back to what was happening at the apartment. Julio was talking to All iwhen her boyfriend comes home. Christian, this wife beating mother fucker gets all puffy, and sparta kicks Julio in the chest. Julio being the angry son of a bitch he is, retaliated with beating his ass. So when he tells me this, and how about he has chest pains, and he is coughing up blood, me and Sarah jump into action, and by action I mean sit and watch the first twenty five minuets of Lio and Stich. I call Monica to keep him company and to try to get I'm into the hospital, yet he refuses.
Me and Sarah say our good byes and go to save Julio. Turns out he is fin, and was over exaggerating the whole thing. (well except the fucking Christian up part). Sarah leaves and the three of us watch Repo.
6/29/09
Dedicatedly Shamefully Happy
For some reason, and I just can't put my finger on it, but I'm happy...
Even with the whole not making enough money thing, and the almost losing my apartment thing, I'm still fucking happy beyond all content. Sarah is a huge factor in this of course, but its more then just Sarah. With the WoTS park starting up in two weeks, I feel as if large part of my life that has been missing in the last year, is back.
Shadocon also helps...
The idea of starting and running a convention is no easy task, but I have full and complete faith in Cris. I know he can do it with out fail. Hopefully he can just get it right. I've been going to allot of Cons, and I know hat make them work and what helps them fail. But I have a good feeling about this one.
I renovating the blog soon, I pretty sure its my whole new outlook on life that is starting this huge change for me, and my projects...
Even with the whole not making enough money thing, and the almost losing my apartment thing, I'm still fucking happy beyond all content. Sarah is a huge factor in this of course, but its more then just Sarah. With the WoTS park starting up in two weeks, I feel as if large part of my life that has been missing in the last year, is back.
Shadocon also helps...
The idea of starting and running a convention is no easy task, but I have full and complete faith in Cris. I know he can do it with out fail. Hopefully he can just get it right. I've been going to allot of Cons, and I know hat make them work and what helps them fail. But I have a good feeling about this one.
I renovating the blog soon, I pretty sure its my whole new outlook on life that is starting this huge change for me, and my projects...
3/6/09
Just Like Ron Blackwell Told me...
I watched the Watchmen, and I enjoyed every fucking moment of it.
It was amazing. It did have a massive blue penis in it (even more massive at the IMAX), but I was strangely fine with it. Some good quotes though...
Tommrow. double decker, kareoke.
It was amazing. It did have a massive blue penis in it (even more massive at the IMAX), but I was strangely fine with it. Some good quotes though...
- I'm going to leave this shit hole of a country, and forget all about this place and its fucking people.
- I'm not locked in here with you, your locked in here with me.
- Why would I save a world I no longer have stake in?
Tommrow. double decker, kareoke.
3/5/09
Handball Smanball
Picking out a new laptop is hard, especially when you want an awesome tiny one...
SO Julio called and asked me to play handball with him. I usually like my time before work quiet, needing a good work out, I agreed. I have never played handball before, so the experience was new to me. I learned one thing though... I suck something hard. Even though I did progress somewhat by the end of the grueling hour of suck, I was still weeks away from being Julio good.
Last night was the first good Wednesday at work... ever. All due to Monica. Hopefully tonight goes just as smooth, cause that midnight showing of Watchmen calls for me. Luring me to an early grave that I will so happily accept...
SO Julio called and asked me to play handball with him. I usually like my time before work quiet, needing a good work out, I agreed. I have never played handball before, so the experience was new to me. I learned one thing though... I suck something hard. Even though I did progress somewhat by the end of the grueling hour of suck, I was still weeks away from being Julio good.
Last night was the first good Wednesday at work... ever. All due to Monica. Hopefully tonight goes just as smooth, cause that midnight showing of Watchmen calls for me. Luring me to an early grave that I will so happily accept...
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