7 posts tagged “friend”

This not having a working phone thing is very enlightening. 
Not in a very good way either.

NO ONE HAS FUCKING CALLED ME!! 

In like 4 days, my phone has rang maybe three times, two of which were people calling to see if I was dead because they haven't heard from me in a while.  
I'm totally not feeling the love.
I understand that my phone is broken and most everyone knows this and they're probably not calling because I can't actually use the phone if I don't get it at the exact moment that they're calling me but come on!  I have voicemail!  Leave a fucking message, say hi!  Jesus.
Remind me that I have friends outside of the people I work with.
Fuck.

Edit:  I had to install Firefox to do it (thanks Lesley for letting me install Firefox) but I go it to load.  This is the post from the other night  (Saturday night)

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It's hot.

I've learned that most of my friends don't like extreme heat. I, am not like them. I will take weather in the 80's or 90's over Teen's and twenty degree temps any day.

This is just silly though.

I'd probably be more okay with it if I had a fan.

I hung out with the Skinhead last night. Which was kind of odd but not really. I got home about midnight and my apartment was basically like an oven so I bummed a cigarette off Shaz and took the laptop outside to smoke and check my email. The Skinhead and I share a stoop, he went outside to let his new dog pee and smoke a cigg. We got chatting and I figured since it was cooler outside than inside I'd just bring the shit to make my poi* out there. He brought beer, I brought reefer and we just kicked it on the stoop for a few hours. Conversation was... interesting, to say the least and ranged from idle stranger small talk stuff to him asking me if I like to fuck horses (it kind of made sense in context and he was fairly intoxicated.)  I came inside sometime around 3a-330a and while doing last minute things before bed I happened to look up and see this...

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My first thought was that it looked kind of "bloodish" but there's no way that's blood. The way it's positioned and the drops and everything then I remembered that Shaz told me she put the scissors in the kitchen 'cause she was trying to open a bottle of wine (why she was using scissors when I have like, a billion wine keys in the house I know not.) Since I saw this last night I've noticed little wine splatters here and there around the kitchen and living room, which is irritating but it's Shaz and well... I'm getting used to it. I really want to know how she got wine on the ceiling. I thought maybe the cork blew but then I realized it's a red wine not a sparkling wine... the cork is not pressurized.
I'm very curious about this.

Since I have my sd card loaded I was going to post other random pictures but going through the card, there's really nothing good. I came across the Shibari pictures which feels like it was a life time ago. Time is really fucking flying lately. Oh well, no more pretty pictures for y'all ('cause I haven't got the balls to post the tied up ones.:-)

Now I must go take a freezing shower and get ready for work.

* I've recently decided to learn how to spin fire. I've wanted to do this for awhile but the other day I just randomly decided that it's going to be my "summer project." Before you actually use fire you need to learn what the fuck you're doing. That's why I'm making Poi. Poi is a New Zealand word for "ball on string" (basically.) Once I can play successfully with my balls on string then I'll move on to igniting them.

Last week while hanging out at the Terrorist's house I heard on the radio something about Keith Olbermann. 

Not knowing who this guy was I asked the Terrorist and he told me all about Keith Olbermann complete with YouTube.com clips so I could see just who this guy is. 

Here's one of the clips we watched...

Keith Olbermann Special Comment *MR BUSH YOU ARE A FASCIST!*

Now... the guy is awesome simply because he's awesome. 

And it has to be said... that I kind of wanna do him.  I totally thought I was over my "Daddy Phase" but I think I would totally make an exception for this guy. 

That's all.

Well... plus that fact that I've been playing on myspace trying to delete some of the 90 friends I have (thinking that a lot of them have to be those fake friend... people who add ya just to add ya or other non-real people accounts.)  Nope.  I could only get rid of 5.  How do I know so many people?!  That's nutty.

I need to go clean and turn the fucking heat up.  It's freezing in here.

I friend of mine is in a rough spot.
More or less everything that can go bad... has
Ranging from a loss of financial aid to his baby momma moving to Colorado with his kid to a very real possibility that he might have to find a new place to live at the end of the month.  Combine all of this with no job and a very shitty job market... things really suck.
I wish I could help, but there's not a thing I can do.
I hate that.
I wish I could wrap him up in a big bear hug and make everything workout.
Blech.

Instead... I'm going to go clean, like a mother fucker.

Like when you have to be at an appointment at 730a for example. 
You're told to not expect to get out of there until 11a.
Then you get out a whole hour early!
"AWESOME!"  You think to your self while pulling your cell phone out of your pocket getting ready to dial some friends to see if anyone wants to kick it for a few hours before your next appointment at noon.

Then it occurs to you that it's only 10am.  All your friends are either in class or SLEEPING because MORNINGS FUCKING SUCK!!!!!
So you call your noon appointment to see if they'd be willing to switch it to now so you can get shit done with.

The moral of this story...

No matter how much you think mornings are okay... in some way or another they'll turn around and bite you in the ass just as soon as they can.  DON'T TRUST 'EM!!!

I'm going to try to not go take a nap.  Get stuff taken care of for my FUCKING EARLY ASS shift tomorrow.  Maybe smoke a bowl, maybe get some coffee, maybe hang out with people.  Then be in bed ideally no later than 8p.

Ugh. 
I really am old.

I love the fact that no matter where I go I always find people who accept me into there family.  It started with Renee and her family.  Then moved on to Nate and his family.  Though it may not be as extreme with Christopher's family I still hang out with his brother and sister-in-law more I thought I would.  Even on the ship... I found people who became my family. 

Now it's the Mckechnie-Gore family.  I've stayed here before, have met both Elaine and Andy before I arrived a few weeks ago but I was still worried that things would be awkward.  And at first they were but that didn't last long.  The kids love me, to the point where when I walk in the room in the morning the youngest yells..."It's Megan!  Look mama, it's my friend Megan!"  (It's fucking adorable) then they both give me cuddles and then go back to playing or eating or whatever it was they were doing.  As far as Elaine and Andy... I can see myself hanging out with Elaine in the very near future and Andy gives me shit like I am actually family

It's a great feeling knowing that pretty much where ever I go there is someone there who loves me.

Now I need to go get shit ready for the OG.  It's my fucking orientation and I need to be in uniform... what the fuck is with that?

I think I'm having a bit of a quarter life crisis.