Late night Denny's trip

So...I've been doing a lot of feeling these past few weeks. Too much feeling if you ask me. I've definitely been working on not having the emotions pop up as much, which for me really isn't that great to do. I shouldn't but...habit. It's easier and less...weak. Yes...I know, showing emotions isn't weak but I'm tired of people thinking that's all that I am. Emotional. Ugh. I don't want to be like my friend who was crying like 2-3 times a day, day after day for awhile after I broke her heart. Maybe someday I'll let myself just cry it all out instead of just biting back the tears.

Anyway. I went to Denny's tonight at about 10:30 and was there for like an hour and a half with this friend who's heart I broke. We did a bunch of talking and just getting stuff out. We'll see how things go between us. I don't know. I just don't want to feel guilty. I don't want my girlfriend guilty. I don't want my friend feeling guilty for everyone else feeling guilty or hurt. There's just so much crap to get away from and start a fresh.

Oh...and Grey's Anatomy Season 5 started tonight before the Denny's trip. Good start to the season. woo! I'll be watching that religiously every Thursday night at 9 for the next few weeks. Sad? no....I don't think so. Everyone has their shows that they have to watch.

On the side I linked my new blog, which has photo's of some of my mosaics that I have done. I will try to update that everytime I have some new stuff going. I'll post some in-progress pictures this weekend.

Anyway...it's a quarter to one and I sadly have to work at 8. Though...it is Friday and a payday Friday at that. yay. G'night.

Car accident

So check out this link. Leigh sent it to me and it's hella funny. It's about a guy who witnesses a car accident: http://www.chumfm.com/MorningShow/bits/march24.swf

The never ending debt

I'm realizing just how much it sucks to try and get rid of credit card debt. It sucks even more when there's a goal of having five grand (or close to it) paid off in two months. This means that I cannot use my cards for ANYTHING. Unless I'm fucking dying somewhere and have to suddenly pay for an ambulance on the spot. Unlikely. I actually have money in my checking account which I will only spend about$17 of today so that I can have giant transfer paper. The transfer paper will be my help to do my mosaics much more easily and more efficiently, which means I can make more money sooner, which then means...bye bye debt. Now by the time I pay off the debt...I will either have had extra money saved up for my long ass journey to Atlanta or I will be back to paying off some debt. But...it won't be five grand this time. Hopefully....omg....hopefully I can manage to get about five grand to pay off the debt and then have about $500 in my checking account to be able to pay for gas and food on the road trip that begins June 16th. I really think I can pull it off. I have a lot of money that is supposed to be coming to me in the month of May. I've got my lovely $600 from the government coming (that a lot of people are getting). I have a refund check that should be here soon from my first MRI that will be anywhere between $300-$600. Big help. Kicked my ass to have had to pay that back in January. I still have 4 paychecks left before I leave and maybe a bonus check. And...SSI money. That shit will save me. That right there can pay off my debt if I don't do any spending. I'll just live off ramen for the next two months. Oh...I should take out the credit cards out of my wallet. Then I can't use them when I'm out in public. Yes... Now I must get ready for that wonderful thing called work! Woo. Happy Friday!


The debt countdown: -$4703.04

The ten inch pianist

So this man came into a bar and sat at the bar in front of the bartender. The bartender asked "what'll you have?"

The man instead asked if he could show the bartender something. The bartender said sure and the man then pulled out a little piano. The bartender said, "wow that's nifty." The man then pulled out a little piano bench to go with the piano. "That's cool," said the bartender. The man then pulled out a little man that was ten inches tall and sat him on the piano bench. The little man then started playing the piano.

"Wow," said the bartender. "Where'd you get him?"

The man that had entered the bar said," I found a lamp outside your bar and rubbed it and this genie popped out and gave me this."

The bartender asked the man to watch the bar for him while he stepped out to find the lamp. The bartender found the lamp, rubbed it and sure enough a genie popped out. The genie said he would grant him one wish so the the bartender asked for a million bucks. Suddenly there were a million ducks flying around everywhere. "That's lame, I asked for a million bucks not ducks." The bartender went inside and the man asked him if he found the lamp.

"Yes but when I asked for a million bucks there were a million ducks flying around instead. How'd you get what you want?"

The man at the bar asked, "Do you really think I asked for a ten inch pianist?"

IRS and wine

So I think that it's a really good idea for people to call the IRS 15 minutes before they close while drinking. No...I didn't call the IRS but my roommate who's had more wine to drink than me did. Their hold music is the fucking nutcracker. This is not Christmas. WTF. We should start dancing around our living room. Too bad we're not recording this. We could totally put it on youtube. Alright. I think I'm going to drink some more while my roommate's cell phone speakers are blown out by the nutcracker. I feel sorry for her phone right now. yes....that's all folks!

Livin' Vegas

I perhaps should actually start blogging more often especially if I know that there may be people coming onto my page to try and read something...possibly...interesting.

It's been quite the week this last one. On the 4th I had an EP study to see if I would need a defibrillator. I did not at this time. Somewhat of a let down because it means I may need to start taking drugs. I despise having to swallow nasty horse pills or even the tiny little buggers.

My girlfriend came out to take care of me the following day from Atlanta. She also came out to help me party it up for my 21st birthday that was this past Monday. We pretty much celebrated in some way everyday this past week. Who wouldn't when they live in Vegas? We finished off the week of partying last night by seeing the show Mystere and seeing the Queens of Las Vegas at a bar. Good times Good times.

I had to take my girlfriend to the airport so she get back to Atlanta and so I wouldn't have her mother after me wondering where her daughter was...if she didn't make it home. I now have just over 2 months before I leave Las Vegas and move to Atlanta. I'm wicked excited. I think I need to pick an official day and stick to it. Then I can start counting the days before I start that long drive and also count the days until I can quit my fucking job. That's almost as exciting as moving to Atlanta. Almost.

Anyhow. I should either try to get some sleep or start getting stuff cleaned up around the apartment from all the festivities that have gone on.