eaglet's hideaway: 08/01/2004

move so fast

Yeah, it's been a bit since I updated.

Nothing much to say.

spiders are filling out tax returns, spinning out webs of deductions and melodies

This is my 100th blog post. Go me.

Church today was rather uneventful.

I've got no work tomorrow, so I'm going to attempt to not waste it. Maybe I'll hang out at Stonecrest and look at all the things I can't afford.

In other news, I've been listening to A Ghost Is Born pretty much exclusively for the past three days or so. I really really like this album.

this love has taken it's toll on me, she said goodbye too many times before

I'm sorry, I really don't like Maroon 5.

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Many things happened at work, but I can't remember them all.

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Interesting thing, though. I was leaving Target, and I thought to myself, 'I should go ahead and call Evie.' Then, my phone rings. It's Evie. True story. Note to self, though, I need to not use cell phone minutes talking to her. Apparently I cannot talk to her for less than 15 minutes, and that's a lot of cell phone minutes when you consider I don't have many minutes. How many minutes do I have? No clue. I've asked my dad, he refuses to tell me.

Point, though. Evie and I must be mentally connected. She says she thinks she might have ESPN, I say it's probably that we used to be Siamese twins. You know, like fraternal Siamese twins.

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Holly waited for about 5 minutes to get into the unisex bathroom tonight. Holly. Hot girl at Starbuck's. Dating sorta friend of mine at work Jason. With me? K, okay. So yeah, she finally gets in. It's now the men's room that's become unisex. Now, the men's room has a single stall, and then a urinal. How the women's can fit three stalls, and the men's only one and a urinal, I don't know, but that's a different story.

So she goes in, and I can only assume she goes into the stall. I suppose she then neglected to LOCK the door, as this rather oldish, overlarge, rather disgusting looking guy goes in, and then, I can only assume, uses the urinal. He then comes back out, and I stand there, watching the door, and then about a minute later, Holly exits, and at the look she gives me of complete horror she gives me, I just burst out laughing.

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Church tomorrow.

my dad never said "it'll all make sense when you grow up," which is good, 'cause now I am, and it doesn't, at all

Not much to report on for the day.

Worked a little. Played 'music' a little.

Evie left a message, people were gonna hang out at the mall tonight, they wanted me to come along, but I was working. Never did actually talk to Eve, though, told her mom, though, so it's pretty much okay.

I kept that penny. Perfect drawer. Boo yah.

i move so fast, steady crushing hand

8 hour shifts play like 2 hour movies in my head. Funny, innit, how life in the past can be reduced fourfold when remembered? Few things stand out:

Eva and Joanne and Mrs. Eva and Joanne's Mom brought their groceries around to my register, that was fun.

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Ashley was walking by, and I'd been mean to her all day (in a nice way, don't get me wrong), and I see her, and she sees me, and I run up and mock go down to trip her, and she obviously sees me and then kicks my shin softly, I yelp in a perfect miming of pain, and clutch my shin, and then I limp away sadly, never once looking back.

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You should be aware by now that this blog is a log of when I do things that I consider funny. It should just be called a nylog. A funNY LOG. A nylog. Instead of a blog. Which is a weB LOG. Nylog. Pronounced 'Nyalaguh.' So, on to the next:

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I'm ringing up a guy's CapriSuns, which everyone's been bringing to my register, because they're on sale. I'm doing my small talk that I get into at about 9.30 because I'm so mentally bored I need something to do with my head.

He says: 'These are a good deal, really.'

I says: 'Yeah, they really are. They're what, buy one--'

'Mm hmm, buy one get one free.'

'Yeah, a great deal,' I say. 'What's that...around...what? Like, half of what they normally cost?'

Deadpan. And he just looks at me.

I break my deadpan, and let a little smile out, and he laughs. 'Oh, I didn't know if you were kidding or not.'

I'm so funny.

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I ring up a guy's $8.77 order (I state the order price just to show how darn good I am at keeping numbers in my head), and he swipes his credit card to pay for it. I get a decline code. Swipe again. Decline. Swipe. Decline. Okay. I get Paula, she comes over, explains that the system is giving us a decline code, and he should contact his bank to figure out what's going wrong.

'I have a $13,000 credit limit, I--'

'That's fine, sir, but there's no way for us to override it, so unfortunately we can't accept the card as payment.'

'It's the only way I brought with me to pay, I just used the card.'

He's getting angrier and angrier.

'I'm very sorry sir, but there's nothing we can do, it's the system, it is giving us a decline code, and it's too late at night to find out why it's giving it to us, and unfortunately there's no way for us to override a decline code.'

Guy grabs his card in a huff.

'Well, I'm never coming back here again, that's for sure!'

Meanwhile she's doing her best to make him understand that it's not Teeter's fault nor possibly his fault. Paula's a great kid, it's really a shame to see her have to take this.

'Sir, I'm sorry to hear that, but please understand that it's not the store, it's the system.'

He keeps walking away.

Later, I'm counting my drawer in the office and she says:

'Don't you love how nice people are late at night?'

'Yes,' I say, rather blithely, 'very...understanding.'

She sighs. Then:

'I love my job I love my job I love my job.'

Not very convincingly.

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Speaking of which (counting my drawer in the office), Teeter's been having me do so recently because I was having a little trouble counting back change, I was losing a ten, a twenty, something like that every day. I've been doing awesome, haven't lost any bills or anything, it's great, I'm learning how to count drawers, it's loads of fun...

But.

Every single day, I lose one penny. $.01. Every single day. I don't know where the little bugger goes! I'm careful as can be to count out every single change back, and I can't figure out where he goes!

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Work tomorrow's something like 2.30 to 10.00 or something like that. Don't think I'm doing anything else. Can't wait for next week to get here.

man your battlestations

Not a big fan of Coheed and Cambria yet. Hm.

Day's been boring so far. Work from 2.30 until 10.30. Hope Jo Jo is working till late as well. Probably not, though, because the universe hates me like that.

when the devil came, he was not red, he was chrome, and he said, 'come with me'

Not much to say about the day.

Got up, fixed my money stuff with my mom. I had grown a cold sore overnight worrying about the money stuff and then the coming home late...

Um, talked to Evamarie for about half an hour.

Not much else to say.

in my dreams i'm always strong

Had so much fun tonight I can't even say.

I'm trying to think of things I can say, and they're not much.

Talk to me in person or online for all the juicy details and random storytelling that you've come to love from the Gregory.

of will and worthy the truth be told the child was born

Dropped by Target to see if Corky was there. She wasn't.

Picked up Coheed and Cambria's overlongtitled In Keeping Secrets of Silent Earth: 3 on the reccomendation of a few friends. Hopefully it's any good.

Only like 45 minutes till I head out. Hope this goes well.

of will and worthy the truth be told the child was born

Dropped by Target to see if Corky was there. She wasn't.

Picked up Coheed and Cambria's overlongtitled In Keeping Secrets of Silent Earth: 3 on the reccomendation of a few friends. Hopefully it's any good.

Only like 45 minutes till I head out. Hope this goes well.

it's been so long since you've heard from me. got a wife and kid that I never see.

Got The Wrens' The Meadowlands, it's really quite amazing. I recommend it to most everyone.

Also got Mogwai's Young Team, which I need to go ahead and digest, what I've heard of it sounds great so far.

Work today was pretty much uneventful, aside from the possible revelation that Holly from Starbucks is dating my sorta buddy Jason from Teeter.

Going to pool party at Nikkie's tomorrow. Realized I look terrible with my shirt off. Darn my laziness! I keep telling myself that I told Evie that I'd start working out, maybe I'll actually convince myself to do it one of these days.

she makes me wanna scream

Played at Waxhaw this morning.

Played at our church this evening.

Went to someone's house, didn't really have any fun.

And now I'm home.

Work tomorrow from 12-8, gonna see if I can get off work on Tuesday so I can go to Nicole's birthday party.

eaglet's hideaway

11.8.04

move so fast

8.8.04

spiders are filling out tax returns, spinning out webs of deductions and melodies

7.8.04

this love has taken it's toll on me, she said goodbye too many times before

6.8.04

my dad never said "it'll all make sense when you grow up," which is good, 'cause now I am, and it doesn't, at all

5.8.04

i move so fast, steady crushing hand

man your battlestations

4.8.04

when the devil came, he was not red, he was chrome, and he said, 'come with me'

3.8.04

in my dreams i'm always strong

of will and worthy the truth be told the child was born

of will and worthy the truth be told the child was born

2.8.04

it's been so long since you've heard from me. got a wife and kid that I never see.

1.8.04

she makes me wanna scream

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