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2047 hits
2006-04-23 01:06:24
Tired.....is it possible to get tipsy on a single sip of champagne after a long day of driving & not eating? Or perhaps I'm just feeling the tired...
Torrance.....remind me never to go there again. I really dont tolerate snobs/bitches, & that's all that populate the del amo mall. Really unleasant being stared at, or followed by security. Gah. Spent an hour in the car waiting for my mom to finish shooping rather than put up with that. The crossword is still unsolved.
My myspace journal had more of my nightclub dissapointment rant. Dont wanna repeat that...
So glad I didnt write n this earlier. I was hating life around 6pm. I guess the morning of the "parking brake left on" set me off. I cant help it if I cant tell when it's onn & when its off. It looks the same both ways...anyway, I was sorta cranky all day. Ok, really cranky. This journal entry is really whiny....
Better news: I'm listening to GWAR right now, so I feel better. I'm not lost on the freeway, & I'm not stuck in the car. Thank god, this day & week are almost over, & Monday is around the corner. I never thought Id be anticipating Monday with hope... -
2032 hits
2006-04-19 18:47:05
Lazy day, slowly drinking malt liquor....or, as the bottle says "premium malt beverage." It's mike's hard lemonade, and because it is alcohol, it mellows me out some.
I shouldn't need to be mellowed out, but I get stressed easily. The workmen working on the windows stayed right outside my room all morning til 2:50, banging on the walls & such. I'll be glad when they're done. It's ironic how the repairs are happening exactly on the week of my spring break. I wanna go out to a club tonight, but my car alarm still isn't installed yet. Wonder if my mom will let me go. Probably not, and my friend Chris can't give me a ride.
Ah, well. Working on a video I started over a year ago. Whenever I run out of footage, I quit & start on the next one. I just don't want to burn more DVDs. And the downloaded footage won't work, no way, no how. So I guess if I want to use Air, I'll have to break down & buy the DVDs. Riiiiight. Groceries last night cost $70, and I didn't even buy meat. Money sucks.
In other news, it's hot & I'm bored. To the alcohol cabinet! -
2009 hits
2006-04-16 03:44:54
Long day....woke up early, for me, about 9am. Drove around doing little shit chores in long beach, got to west hollywood by noon. Discovered the GOOD part of Melrose ave. It's not near the freeway. Parked, found shoe store. Spent 30+ minutes trying on 3 pairs of shoes, buying
http://www.demonia.co.uk/shop.html?lang=en-us&target=d6.html&lmd=38769.820822
The red plaid ones "Demonia Plaid boot Scene 100". I paid $80. I think I was greatly overcharged, if indeed British pounds are half the cost of the US dollar. Wait, no, the currency converter says 64 pounds equals $112, so maybe I got a good deal.
At the begining of my shopping day, I resolved to spend not more than $400. Yeah, it's my college fund, and money I don't have, especially without a job or any hope of getting a job, but whatever. If I can't go to Brazil or anywhere for Spring Break, dammit I'm gonna have some fun. I've spent more money on clothes...
Anyway, the rumors are true: Melrose isn't what I assume it used to be. There are a lot of those generic boutiques that seem to be infesting shopping districts right & left, the kind with the pastel long sleeved t-shirts & the A-line & hankercheif skirts. You know, the OC/bitch look. The kind of clothing store I refuse to ever enter. Except once. One store had a "now hiring" sign posted. Aparently, they require a resume. Now if only I can look up my old math teacher back in the 1st college I went to....I had a job there, once, for an entire semester. For me, that's a long time. If I can get him to be a good (and patient) reference, perhaps someone will hire me. No experience is no go in California...
After that, I found Necromance, this store that has mostly taxidermied & preserved animals & animal bones. I found them online, & my friend has littered his apartment with a variety of their oddities. The thing that stood out most in my mind, however, was a living animal. Standing on the red patteren cartpet was the smallest non-Chuihauhau dog I have ever seen. It had giant eyeballs, which were the size of its entire neck. It trembled slightly, but was friendly & allowed me to pet it slightly. I think it may have been a greyhound puppy, and that the owner of the store had a serious fetish obsession. Almost bought a bat preserved in a jar, price was reasonable, but then I thought, I could get into 2 clubs for the cost of that, so I left & moved on.
Stopped into an adult store, but realized that their store name & all the ass-ociations that came with it would be on my debit card statement for all eternity, so I moved on. Same conclusion at the head shop: I didn't need a pipe, but the incense was nice. At $1.75 for 10 sticks, tho, I could just go to the whole foods mart in torrance & get the same thing for $1.
Coffee shop on the corner. Had bathroom. Made pit stop. Continued.
A little ways on, I ran out of what looked like good stores, & ventured to the other side of the street. The little white man who says you can cross doesnt bullshit on melrose: walking toward the angry red hand instead would have meant instant death at the hands of a mercedes suv or similar. So I waited & crosses.
Saw a couple stores: some were closed, some appeared promising, but inside was just a bunch of crap. Asked if it was vintage, but sadly I was informed that people were -still- making ugly, dated clothing.
Entered cute little shop, lured by marilyn monroe-print pleated skirt. Was delighted by gargoyles-esque black patched pants. Picked up 4 or 5 things, left bags @ counter, went to dressing room to try on. At this point my mom found the store, lured by boredom of being in the car or their bathroom, & I had a sounding board as to what looked good & what didnt. When it's hot & Ive been shopping, my mind is just gone. I felt more lightheaded by the end of the day than any night of hard drinking. Anyway, tried on a couple things. The woman sold her own line of clothes & well as some stuff I've never even heard of. Most of the cuts weren't very flattering, the shirts were a bit shapeless, but found a cute skirt & hoodie. Now I regret the hoodie. The point at the end with the red flames & up the sleeves was cute @ the time, but now I think it makes me look like charmander. Oh, well, it's an excuse to go back, & failing that, it IS warm.
Only had time for one more store before the 2 hour parking limit was up. I think it was 2 hours. The sign on top said no parking, and the sign directly below it said 2 hour parking. I'm getting too tired to type/
To wrap up, last store had harajuka style tops, locally made, at $68 a pop. Sickened by the price, I continued looking, tried a few cheap topes & a couple expensive ones for kicks, telling myself I wouldnt buy any. They were so cute I couldnt resist. I justified it by saying that one of those is like 2 lamer ones, so it's not so bad. Riiiiiight...
Hour on the freeway, returned rancid fish & soup to supermarkets, came home, got Kahlua. Exhausted. I feel that feeling where I feel sick inside, like I need something like a change in my life, like it's not ok anymore.....ah well, that's what making amvs is all about, anyway.
After discovering that my neighbor had slashed my tires (in long beach, unless you actually see it being done, you are powerless to do anything...), I needed a pick-me-up, so I started ripping DVDs. Having major problems with clip creator, 2.1.2, 2.1.1 & 1.0.6, so if anyone knows how to fix the bug that they crash even after being re-installed, please drop me a line. Or if you know of a way to take either a vob or mov file & split it into smaller segments, for free, on a mac...
Peace! I'm out.... -
1996 hits
2006-04-15 02:11:24
Slept in today, still tired from last nite I guess. Woke up at 3:30, freaked out becuz my friend Christina was supposed to come @ 3pm & we were gunna finish editing our film project. Fortunately, she hadnt come yet, so I was able to fake being dressed (sweatshirt, no bra), and get it together b4 she came. We got the thing done, and I may never edit again. Ok, that's a stretch, but it was difficult. It turned out not so great, but given the assignment, I think we did our best. After that, we saw Scary Movie 4. Not as good as the 3rd one, IMO, & Christina didnt think it was funny, altho we agreed it had it's moments. My personal fave was when the girl gave the catatonic old woman a sponge bath, & accidently put the sponge into the urine bedpan instead of the water. Ok, so I have an infantile sense of humor, so what!? What else....then she drove me home, I answered my pms & myspace messages. I want some of my friends to call me soon & ask me to hang out. In some cases, I havent seen 'em outside skool in almost a month!!! WTF!?!? Or maybe I'm just needy & insecure & need constant reassurance...whatever..........
To look thru myspace or not to look thru myspace, that is the question. -
1978 hits
2006-04-13 01:12:25
Tired today. Got my period, that's always hard. Slept the morning away, with the exception of moving my car for the workers. I didnt feel like getting dressed, so I put on a long black coat & black house shoes over my pajamas. Aside from the fact that my pajama bottoms had a "rolling stones" word print, I think I could pass for awake. I didnt ever have my contacts in! After that, I took midol & slept til noon.
At around 1pm, my friend Christina came over to work on our film project. I wanted nothing more than for her to leave. My mom had come home, and I was hoping we could shop on Melrose Ave. So she stayed, and we edited for about 2 and ahalf hours. Ok, that sounds fun, but we have to turn 3 minutes worth of footage into 6 minutes, without getting extra. I realized that while I was freaking out over how to do this, Christina was diligently working to get it done, and by the end we had a minute & a half. She's going to come back Friday. Film class hurts....Then I ate more cheesecake, watched the simpsons & malcolm in the middle & the news, and the daily show. My new friend from a club in fullerton texted me about 40 times, or once every 5 minutes. For a deaf guy, he sure is talkative. He's sweet, tho.
I'm tired again...
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