the end is near - October 14, 2004
rant of the year - August 20, 2004
many happy hondas(and two people) - August 02, 2004
canadian thing? - July 31, 2004
the pig - a.k.a. "mr. oinkers" - July 09, 2004

diaryland

entry #92
November 21, 2003 - 9:14 pm

i haven't decided yet if i'll be officially using the numbered entry system fro my entry descriptions. i was looking at all of the titles and theey all seemed dumb. i almost feel like deleting all of them. but i am in a mood today.

there is still chaos here at the house. my mom and karl have again delayed their trip until god knows when. the house is just littered with t.v's computers and other large bulky items that seem to want to trip you.

i didn't get to sleep last night until 1:30 because 1st: i was helping back up the r.v./trailer. think you can do it? it's fucking impossible. so we had to unhitch the little trailer push it to the end of the parking lot and then back up the r.v. thing. and it was freezing. so after about a hundred times of backing up and pulling up and etc. we finally(or karl did) settled on a semi-permanent resting place. then we moved the t.v. inside. and then my car wouldn't start. it picked a great time to start fucking up. (i also had to boost it this morning) piece of shit.

so i was a walking zombie today at work and i just wanted to hide somewhere and sleep. after work terry and i drove up to his new place that he's sharing with (oddly enough another terry) and painted his bedroom. last night we did all the trim. it went pretty fast tonight.

awhile back i wrote that one of my friends were having some trouble. i guess it's now official, my friend terry and his girl, leah, have broken up. we've talked about it a lot lately. he has bad days and good ones. but it was a shock to all who knew him(and leah) he was about a week away from proposing. ordered the ring and everything. man, if that was me i'd be heartbroken for a long, long time. i know he is. he just doesn't show it. he's been throught some tought times i didn't even know. much tougher than anything i've been through. takes a lot of guts to survive the world when it collapses on top of you.

no word on the job i applied for but it looks to be a bust. i would have been better off, if i hadn't gone to school. this fucking sucks. i am almost at my wits end. i am cursed as a man. cursed in this god forsaken ice cube of a country. and just plain cursed. allow me to vent. thanks.

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