"I'm spinning round the room in awe" ryan adams

Friday, December 12, 2003

the bar is a beautiful place

Yestrday was one of the more stressful days at the record store. We're going through some changes, some abrupt changes, and though change is sometimes good, sometimes you're unprepared for it. More on that later, just wallow in my vagueness. Let me just say that I think all sanity in Rainbow was lost around 4, right around the time that the singing and dancing in the aisles ensued.
And so well, after, what do I do best, I went to the bar. Good times and strange conversations. Well, Tanya and I had normal conversations and I tried to frighten Lex even more than I did on Saturday night. But odd conversations were had on the other side of the table. There is no other side of the table. But I am sure you can read more about that and other antics at the Marlon Spike Message Board, where you can cause a ruckus. And as I just checked the link, Chris already started the thread. Oh my.

Thursday, December 11, 2003

my milkshake brings all the boys to the yard

A few of my favorite things include hats, bags, and flip flops.

Went shopping down Main Street today shopping with Tanya looking for some chintzy jewelry for a theme party this weekend, but instead I found a bag that will perfectly complement my camera.

And if this Sunday doesn't find me watching a football game of sorts, I will be shopping some more in Philly. I need a new skirt. NEED.

scary stalker boy

Ok, so there is this guy in Newark that has acquired a penchant for me and now I need an escort up to my apartment every night I work.

Last Monday this guy came into the store and followed me around and just said some random not cool things to me. He came in a few times and just wouldn't leave me alone. Raf and he started yelling at each other and Raf kicked him out etc etc. Then the guy proceed to just stare at me from the window. So Jim let me go early and walked me upstairs.

On Saturday he came in again, but didn't stay. Then last night Melissa came in to visit and the guy was yelling at me through the window. I grabbed Chris and showed him the guy...just in case.

He follows me throughout the store and is just really creepy. He says he wants to know everything about me, and then will run out. He'll stare at me and not move at all for minutes. He reaches over the counter and wants to know my name. Why in hell does he chose me?

One distinctive feature he has are these piercing blue eyes. So blue that they are almost clear. Dark short hair. About 5'10''. Black jacket and either carrying a book bag, or a guitar, or both.

I don't feel threatened, I just feel that he is being invasive. But again, why me...?

alcohol makes my life better

Ok, that shouldn't be true, but it really does. I was talking about it with Aurora and Charise, and honestly, alcohol in my life makes my outlook better. Nothing better than not feeling or having control. Well, there are some things better, but this is the most accessible. Charise said it best when she said that its pretty sad that she is excited when she can get off of work to drink. Oh my. Drink up, drink up while we are still young.
So Saturday. Oh how I needed Saturday. I warned Rainbow Chris that since I don't have anything to do on Sunday, Saturday better watch out because I was going to hit it hard...
Charise, Max, and I headed out to Raf's party. He was having a gathering and playing some tunes with his band. Charise and I discovered some wine and it was pretty much done for as soon as we found it. After that ran out, the keg was hit as Nate and I hooted and hollered at Raf as he played guitar to the coffee table. So we decided to leave and go to Deer Park. Nate wouldn't let me carry my beer in his car so he took it from me and hid it. I realized I didn't have my bag, so I went inside to get it, where I discovered my beer in the snow. I attempted to make a beer slushie, while slipping and sliding down the driveway. I should not do two things when I drink...use my cell phone, and use my computer....
At work earlier, Tanya brought me brownies and we were talking about that night's festivities, so it was decided that Saturday night would find us at the DP. So I call her to make sure she is there, then dial some more numbers. I had gotten many a drunken phone calls the night before - cough cough from ohio at 3 am cough cough - so I call Phil back and have no idea what kind of message I left. Sorry. Then I call Aurora. Yeah.
At the Deer Park, met up with everyone who I didn't expect to be there, but Tanya brought the whole posse - Chris, Dan, Elise, Oliver, McDerm, Lex, Evan, etc etc. Stumbled around the DP and realized how cool it is that everyone from all walks convene at the old watering hole. Ran into some Sallies kids, WVUD people, and riding team people. Very cool. Left there and off to Olivers....
Don't know how I ended up in Oliver's car. I think Chris wanted me to drive his beamer. Um, that pretty much wasn't the safest option. So Lex drove and the entire way I chattered and blabbered and pretty much told the two of them stuff I wouldn't say if I wasn't inebriated. I think they may think I am crazy. Ah, whatever, I made them laugh. I think I am placed here on this earth for one reason and one reason only - my life is amusing and allows others to laugh at my follies at my expense.
We get to Oliver's and hang out and be merry. Snow is good to fall in because it cushions. Aurora had called and I passed the phone around and I think Dan told her to come, so she did. And more merryment was had. Oliver, McDerm, and I tried to play airplane. Operative word is try. And yes, where they lie on their backs and I try to fly.
Around 4:30 Aurora and I left for home and we had a sleep over. We watched TV and talked to Phil and he hung up on us and we went to bed only to awake to freaking cars honking all morning. Oh wait, it was afternoon. We woke up around 3 I think. Oh my.
But I needed to have one day of fun where I had nothing responsible to do the next day.

Tuesday, December 09, 2003

only the strong survive in jersey

"dishes in the sink
clothes spread on the floor
bills left unpaid
phone calls ignored..." VAL EMMICH

Whoa. I pulled out my Val CD out last night and have been listening to it all day again today. I almost forgot how good it was. It's like finding buried treasure. The above quote pretty much explains my life at this very point in time. Verbatim, and I laughed.

He is playing at THE SAINT the day after Christmas.....yeah?