have i aged that quickly?

so i worked a million hours today, i didn't get home until after 11. im tired and cranky and all i wanted was a drink. so i sit down to go through the mail, and this is what was waiting for me:



now you can't ever say i don't provide you with goddamned entertainment.

told ya so

i knew there was something up. i must be nostradomowitz or something.

i have very serious concerns that i am being pushed too hard and that too much is being expected of me right now. how am i supposed to balance work and life when i'm always feeling guilty?

somethins brewin, and it aint starbucks

i have the distinct feeling that the shit is about to hit the fan.

the dope show

while today was a completely sucky workday, it was an excellent music day.

i listened to mechanical animals and pre-millennium tension. sweeeet.

i actually have quite a bit to post, but i'm not sure if i will or not. perhaps one of my computer-nerd friends can let me know if there is a way to allow certain posts to only be viewed by people i ok to do so. otherwise, i'll have to keep some things to myself. sigh.

grrrr

City of Richardson Court Municipal.Payments@cor.gov to me


Purchase Description Ticket Payments for A2900082
Payment Details Order Number: 1137816823008
Subtotal: 160.00
Tax: 0.00
Total: 160.00

Please contact the Court if this information is not correct.
Richardson Municipal Court
2100 E Campbell RoadP. O. Box 830978
Richardson, Texas 75081
972-744-4500Fax 972-744-5800
www.cor.net


bastards

bell to bell

jack daniels: "hi andrew, how was your day?"

andrew: "i just spent 12 1/2 hours trying to sell mitsubishis."

jack daniels: "drink me. i taste yummy with coke."

andrew: "i love you, jack daniels. lets cuddle."

how dirty girls get clean

according to rolling stone, courtney love is back in the studio recording the follow up to americas sweetheart. bitchin....she is my most favorite of all rock chicks. note to friends that will be riding in the car with me...bring your earplugs, ladies.

donde esta la montoya familia?

apparently the previous owners of my home telefono number was the montoya family. they were quite popular it seems. in the past couple of weeks i've learned that their daughter has been skipping math class, mr. montoya has purchased the "girls gone wild" videos (or would that be chicas gone loco?), and that mrs. (blanca) montoya is using a social security number that doesn't match the IRS (marty from the montgomery county tax office left a voicemail).

i've been meaning to cancel the home phone since i never use it, but at the same time im not sure if i want to end my relationship with the montoyas. they seem to be fascinating people. like reality tv. on my voicemail.

back in kensington

im home. it was great to see lesley and hang out in dallas for a bit. i finally figured out who all the crazy drunk people were in the hotel. i knew there was some sort of convention thing going on, but i didn't know exactly what it was. turns out to be some crazy mineral water pyramid scheme thingy. last night, i went to the bar in the hotel for a couple of drinks before bed. when i got there, a lot of these cracked out convention-people were there. so, i hung out in the hotel bar with some of the "independent contractors". my favorite was a trashy girl named shawna (of course). she was decked out in her evening-wear, which looked like a $40 red prom dress. she is a distributor of said water....it was like some freaky cult. this group was a bunch of absolute mental patients. i was fascinated.

on the flight home, i again realized how much i hate most people. i was stuck on the plane with a herd of 12 year old girls....they were in some gymnastics thing i guess. i literally was surrounded by lexi, hallie, sam, and some other clones. it was so annoying. they would NOT shut up the entire flight. i tried to keep my mouth shut, but i had to say something a couple of times because they were pissing me off so much.

so....we land at reagan, and taxi to the gate. the second we hit the gate, im up and haul ass down like 7 rows before people even start getting out of their seats. then, everyone gets up, so of course i have to wait while people get their bags and stuff. at which point some cunty woman who was clearly the creator of one of those little gymnasto-bitches says "i wish people would wait their turn to try to get off the plane", referring to me. so, i look at her and say a little too loudly, "um, i've been stuck with those goddamned girls for 3 hours, and i'm getting off this plane as fast as i can!!!!" well, everyone looks at me like i'm satan or something. so i bust off the plane, get to baggage claim and wait for my stuff so i can leave.

of course there was a delay with the luggage and i had to stand there and wait 20 minutes while all the parents glared at me. it was such a typical moment for me......yet again i have to deal with someones stupid ass kids, but i'm the bad guy. bastards.

i hate you DC gymnasto-bitches. and i hate your stupid parents too.

isn't it hard to believe im single?

good night and good luck and a big gay dallas ticket

went to see good night and good luck, which was really good. we went in downtown dallas...kinda near where the gays are known to congregate. cool theater, blah blah blah. then off to bone daddys for some texas barbecue. shocking i know, but i ate too much. but it was gooooood.

rollin down spring valley in the p-i-m-p cadillac, i get pulled over for crossing a double white line. seriously. im not even making it up. i'd be ok with getting busted for 20 miles over, or something fun like that. but all i did was move over into the left lane like a foot and a half before i was supposed to. thank you officer locke for the $165 ticket. im sorry that the DTS is way cooler than your gay police car. and you weren't even hot.

texas

well, here i am back in dallas. for those of you in the know, i used to live in plano. im here visiting some friends for a few days, so it should be a good time. even though i wouldn't want to live here again, i always have a great time when i come to visit.

i haven't stayed in this hotel before, and to be honest, im not particularly happy with my room. its very small, and clearly the hotel staff is not aware of who i am. a shout out to avis car rental, as they clearly recognized my social standing and upgraded me to a baby blue cadillac DTS. thats right, i am a p-i-m-p. word.

there appears to be some sort of national high school sport competition or something going on. i couldn't figure out what the sport was (as im clueless), but apparently a requirement is that you are 19, hot, and wearing adidas snappy pants. so, while my room is less than perfect, lets just say the view in the lobby was 5 stars. and 2 snaps for that matter.

on the homefront, the new puppy should be arriving on 2/1. or at least thats what they tell me right now. you would think for $1800 they would be eager to sell me a dog, but i've been caught up in some red dobergirl snafu. the volvo has passed inspection and is now in my driveway with valid license plates. keep in mind this car was a trade in, and i never had it cleaned when i bought it last year. i just stuffed it in the garage and forgot about it. i knew it was filthy and would need a full detail, but here is what i have found in it so far:
1. 3 furry almonds
2. something that appears to be a tostito
3. used tissues (yum)
4. 17 cents
5. smashed cheerios

im going to pappadeauxs for dinner tonight with lesley and connie. i plan on wearing my eatin pants....awesome.

3 feet high and rising...

thats right....i took it back to '89 or '90 or whenever it was that i first heard de la soul. such a good cd. it totally made my drive home.

to give you some updates, the battleship passed inspection and i get to pick it up tomorrow. some belts and hoses, radiator and transmission flush, etc. yippee....hopefully it will last me a couple of years. on the puppy front, the dogs come on tuesday. im going to try to sneak up there on wednesday to pick out my new child. thursday morning, i leave for dallas. i'll be there until sunday, should be a good time.

howard stern is on larry king. for those of you in the know, i really dislike larry. i bumped into him one time on connecticut avenue (by mistake of course), and he wasn't very nice. i do, however, absolutely love howard. i think he is amazing. my problem is that sirius radio doesn't really have a good system yet. the car contraptions are all horrible with wires and antennas and stuff, and their new sirius mini thing doesn't actually let you listen live...you have to download and then take it with you. hardly convenient, is it? so, i'm waiting for them to come up with one of those new 2go thingies, but who knows how long that will take? in the meantime, i might have to suffer without my howie. what a shame.

im off tomorrow....i have to get some heartguard and kibbles for sascha, then i think im going to go shopping, and if i have time, i want to see either munich or transamerica. guess it will depend on my mood :)

finally....i'm disappointed. i hate when people don't turn out to be who you thought they were. i have a really close circle of friends, i don't really believe in having a bunch of acquaintances. so, its always unfortunate when one proves you wrong.

now you are geisha

so steven took the train here and we went to bethesda for dinner and a movie. we don't have the same taste (i wanted to see munich), but i'd read the book so i agreed to see memoirs of a geisha. i have to say, the movie wasn't nearly as bad as i thought it would be, although it was a little long. some tool behind us provided commentary and loud sighs, so that was a wonderful experience.

i'm kinda tired, so i don't really feel like a long post right now. i'll provide you with more entertainment and insight tomorrow.

2006

well happy new year everyone. i do hope 2006 is your banner year. personally, i'm hoping for some indictments and please please please lord gimme an impeachment. yes, that would make 2006 the most superest year ever.

went to seths house, had a drink, ate some food, fun was had by all.

freida the german shepard is here for the weekend. last time she stayed she was very skittish and whined all night. this time, all is well in puppy-land. she is happy and playing with sascha. yay.