getting old

I had a dream last night and Matt told me I had been talking in my sleep. In my dream I was at my old church in Dallas, the one I grew up in and stuff. And there was a bunch of us “kids” even though we were just really like young adults and we were all lined up to go into a class for whatever and Robin Williams was the teacher or something and when he saw how many of us there were he was like really seriously mad and said something like “oh come on guys! ALL of you?” and I was like “SCREW this! If you can’t even handle this many people you fucking suck! I’m out of here…” it made me mad that a teacher would be like that- slacking from responsibility. So then I went into the sanctuary and everybody was making a big deal because Sarah Palin was going to be in the crowd…which frustrated me more because a number of rows were reserved for a complete idiot. So needless to say I bet I was mumbling in my sleep because I was so frustrated with everybody being so “ignat”.

But besides that dreams… Matt and I went to a preseason Blackhawks game against the Dallas Stars. Bummer is that no of the big players were playing for Dallas…. Waa waaaahhhh… but it was still a lot of fun. I decided I could be a Blackhawks fan.

I’ve started watching a new show on HBO “True Blood” which is about vampires and Louisiana and a blonde Anna Paquin. Vampire part= there’s a lot of sex and blood so I guess it’s okay…. Louisiana part- pretty much means that a bunch of actors, even British ones, have fake southern accents. Some sound greats others, sound pretty much like the worst thing ever. Anna Paquin= blonde, she’s alright as a lead, and she can read people’s minds. Which is cool. In the end though I feel lame for liking this show. It’s such a pander to the “vampires are the new wizards” that is the new phrase in relation to tweens (“are the new teenagers”). Man, I tell you what, I feel older every day.

Other news in my life… not much. Painted my fingernails, which I haven’t done since maybe high school. They’re a nice dark blood red of course a little perlescent, makes me feel fancy and maybe a little dangerous. Also for work I haven’t been able to wrack up any good hours because most of my job is waiting for my dad to get back to me or waiting for the copywriter to send me more pages. I guess we’ll see I think this week might be a little more work… or at least I hope it is.

I forgot to mention! I got a ticket today on my car… for the TINTING! What are you supposed to do if you buy the car used, and not only that but in a different state? So fucking stupid. I mean I don’t have the money to go get the tint removed or replaced… ugh. It really gives me the red ass. I just hope I don’t get another ticket… or I will have to nicely tell them where they can put their ticket and their tinting.

what?....... what?

It’s been a while and for this I apologize. I’ve been busier than usual… meaning I’ve been doing something! Hooray.

Well right now I’m not doing anything but sitting in front of the TV and listening to some bojo listen to music really loudly and singing along to it. Good god. I’d yell shut up out the window but I doubt they’d hear me over their bad music. Ugh. This music is not the first assault to my sense. The past two days have been celebration of Mexico’s independence and what happens in celebration? I’m not completely sure but I know a lot of car honking occurs. And my downstairs neighbors need to smoke out on the back stairway. Ew.

Other than that I flew down to Dallas for a couple of days and got assigned SCA Walls work! So I’ve been working on their new website. And they have expressed an interest in hiring me and my camera, which is more exciting.

Holy shit I can’t write anything right now. that stupid loud music and there’s a dog barking, and the tv’s going on. By the way I hear a lot of people rumbling around in this apartment during the day. I mean I’m home because “the office” happens to be in garland, tx. But what the hell are these other people doing? Not going to work for one; and two, only like to listen to stupid loud awful music.

I talked to sara and she said she read this blog and laughed out loud and then it reminded me how I hadn’t written anything in a long time, so here I am. It also made me think. Was she laughing because she’s friends with me? Or do you think a complete stranger would also read and laugh out loud?

At least I didn’t buy a stolen iPod.