ya don't know how lovely ya are...
This is today's obligitory daily blog post.
Found someone (I think) to go with me to Evie's guitar playing, and spread the word around my church friends about the gig, so some people might be coming. You should come too, it should be fun.
Totally played the wrong hymn in church. Well, it was supposed to be 114 in the PSALM book, but I played the intro for 114 in the HYMN book, and when I finished, pastor sort of looked over at me and said, 'Gregory, is that 114 in the *psalter*?' People still told me I done good afterward, though, so I evidentially didn't ruin their Sunday too badly.
Came home to an...interesting...email...which will remain undescribed for the time being, seeing as I gouged out my eyes shortly after seeing it, and am currently unable to feel anything but the pain.
Oh, the pain.
ya don't know how lovely ya are...
This is today's obligitory daily blog post.
Found someone (I think) to go with me to Evie's guitar playing, and spread the word around my church friends about the gig, so some people might be coming. You should come too, it should be fun.
Totally played the wrong hymn in church. Well, it was supposed to be 114 in the PSALM book, but I played the intro for 114 in the HYMN book, and when I finished, pastor sort of looked over at me and said, 'Gregory, is that 114 in the *psalter*?' People still told me I done good afterward, though, so I evidentially didn't ruin their Sunday too badly.
Came home to an...interesting...email...which will remain undescribed for the time being, seeing as I gouged out my eyes shortly after seeing it, and am currently unable to feel anything but the pain.
Oh, the pain.
all I can see is black and white and white and pink and blades of blue
Have you ever gotten all dressed up and looking good and just wanted someone to see you? God I'm so vain. At least she commented, so my ego wasn't bruised.
Work today was fine. Nothing too much excitement, aside from Caitlyn (I have no idea how to spell it) finally working cashier again rather than the oh-so-not-nearby floral departement that she's been in for the past few weeks.
Went over to Jason's studio, I think made some progress. Should be interesting.
No TXT messages today.
you could save me with a smile, I could love you for a while
Wow. Amazing amazing night. You know how a certain girl whose name rhymes with Werin likes to talk about how amazing her nights are and you feel so jealous because your night wasn't nearly so amazing? Well, my night was that amazing.
It started out, I was at work. And I got a TXT message. Which, you know, is cool to get a TXT message while customers are being annoying, there's somebody who's sending you messages. Yay, so I'm happy.
Then Ms. Dollar calls me, wants to hang out. Problem is, I'm at work till 10.30. I manage to find somebody to exchange shifts so I can leave at just the same time Sarah is finishing the thing she was doing before hanging out. And then she brings the awesome Ms. Winter with her. And we head over to the 'Bou, and there's a bunch of cute emo girls and boys there, and I get to look at them whilst Sare and Kind talk girl stuff. And I get to drink a Turtle Mocha, which brings back a tonload of memories. Just the sort of hanging out and having exciting conversations that makes you smile inside the whole time, you know?
I know this sounds stupid, I know I'm just partially high on caffiene, but still. Oh, and then a girl I used to work with saw me and said she was my stalker.
And tomorrow I'll be possibly practicing for what might turn into something cool, and that will be cool if it happens.
And the whole day I'm thinking about the amazing movie me and Fig are making. And then I come home, and Fig's made such a great poster, and it makes the whole thing seem real, which it never has before.
Fig's Poster.
I wrote the film that inspired that poster. Rock the frick on, you know? I'm sorry that the poster makes pretty much no sense if you haven't seen the film, but still. Fig's got actors and everything, he should be shooting very soon.
Now you're going to tell me to take a deep breath and calm down, but I'm too happy to. Share in my joy at the wondressness of life, eh?
womens is crazy, and I'm kinda lazy, ooh, I think I'm gonna die alone
Three things rocked today.
1. Getting the Gold Trim on Fresh Fruit EP. Check it out at velcromary.com
2. The Star Wars trailer. I know I'm a geek, but still...wow. Who's gonna be there midnight on May 18th? I'll be going to Regal, we should get a group together.
3. I think you know what #3 is, so I'm not gonna bother spelling it out.
a sleepy kisser
Okay, I just found this out myself. I'll probably report on it again when it gets closer to the date, but I thought it sensable to go ahead and let all my el jay buddies know what the what is going down.
The beautiful and talented Eva Spataro will be performing live (live!) at Jackson Java on Saturday the 19th.
Who is Eva Spataro, you might ask? Um. She's this girl. Reportedly she plays guitar, and reportedly she's pretty good. I say 'reportedly,' because honestly I really haven't ever heard her play. But I have heard others that have heard her saying that she was good. And hey, even if she sucks, I'm sure there's coffee at the place, right? And I'll be there (probably), so I'm sure it'll be a grand old time no matter what.
Here's the important info, very nicely in bold so that you know it's important:
March 19th
Jackson Java (near UNCC, ask me for directions if needed)
Eva Spataro
'From eight to ten'
As far as I know it doesn't cost anything but I'm sure she takes cash donations
So...I'll see you there?
speakers are speaking in code
Today was rather boring, really. Nothing much interesting happened at all. Amanda didn't even come into Teeter. How boring.
Oh, I sent my first TXT message today. That was exciting, I'll tell you what, seriously.
Tomorrow means no work. Maybe book study at night, maybe not. Tomorrow means calling a couple people that I owe telephone calls to.
Since this has been a boring post, I'll leave a comment-mission to liven things up a little bit.
Blog readers: Post (in my comments) where you see yourself in five years. Make it a joke if you don't want to be too honest. I understand.
Ever have those of those really bad days that just gets fixed in a moment by something perfect happening? IM or ask me for the second part of this suprisingly depressing statement.
she's a jar
with a heavy lid
my pop quiz kid
a sleepy kisser
with feelings hid
she begs me not to miss her
Finally saw Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind today. Why must these movies put me into these sorts of moods?
'Did you notice that I'm Associate of the Month?''
"I've decided that Associate of the Month is arbitrary and therefore worthless.''
"What? Why?''
"Because in a world where Associate of the Month is not arbitary and therefore worthless, I would have been picked by now.''
"That's rather self-centered of you.''
"I'm one of the most self-centered people you'll ever meet, and the sooner you learn that, the easier time we'll have knowing each other.''
The Golden Rule of Uscan:The box is not a barcode in itself. You actually have to find the barcode ON the box, and POINT it at the scanner for the thing to work. Learning this will go a LONG way towards the Uscan working better for you.
So, a couple weeks back, I was the #1 Front Line Performance Cashier. So I come in, and I ask for my little sheet. Turns out Wendy's had a couple days off, so she hasn't done it for me yet. Okay, that's fine, I say, so I wait. Wendy gets back. Still not done. Then, Wendy leaves. You know, for good. I go in again, ask for my sheet. Still no sheet. I wait a few days. Ask for my sheet. No sheet. Tonight, I'm pissed. I say Eric, I say Christine, I say where in heck is my sheet? I want my stupid sheet. So I got my sheet. Funnily enough, it has both Christy and Wendy's signatures on it, and I know for a fact Wendy hasn't been to the store recently, and Christy's signature looks an awful lot like Wendy's signature. And awful lot like Christine's signature too, come to think of it...
"I actually have a funny story about 'She's a Jar.'"
"I've heard it."
"Oh, you've been reading my blog?"
"Yes, every day."
"K, just making sure."
Certain people are very cool. Certain people are very dumb. Most of those in the first group know who they/you are. Those in the second group need to figure it out, and stop talking to me.
"Hi, Gregory!"
"Hi, see you later."
I want to remember to forget that you forgot me
Six (6) hours worked today.
Zero (0) annoying customers.
Three (3) people seen today that I wanted to see.
One (1) person not seen that I wanted to see.
I think I'm just about completly better. Thank you to everyone that wanted me better, and thanks for your kind wishes and song lyrics.
bound by the feelings so easy to fake
I'm working tonight, 5 to 10 30. Dare you to come by and cheer me up.
so long to this cold, cold part of the world
Today was mediocre.
But tonight, I have Lost and West Wing.
And pizza.
Amazing how those three things can make a good night.
my head's a balloon inflating with the altitude
Not much to report today. Seems to be a recurring theme.
Went to the doctor. They said I have the flu, and it's too late for them to treat it. So they gave my mom some drugs. Course, they had to draw blood from me to figure out if they should give my mom medicine. Grr. I'm really not one for needles. The nurse asked me if I pass out when I have blood drawn, I told her I don't really know, I can't remember it being done to me. She asked me if I'm real hardy and stoic, I told her no, I'm not. She smiled, said I'd be okay.
cold hands flowing
air around me quick
swords of horror
penetrating
and in my eyes
i see defeat
and in your heart it's growing
