LA

so all day today i thought about this potential job oppurtunity. i hate so many things about my job, but fuck my boss puts up with a lot of shit. this new job is less than a mile from my current one so no time or gas saved, same job different company. is there really a possibility for me to be better at this new place? when it all comes down to it, i will hate this place as much as i hated the last, and the one before that, and the one before that, and on, and on.

elliot smith's been dead for 7 years now, but his music is still capable of calming me down.
song of the day/week
LA
The gentleman's in the lane
Spinning his hat on a cane
Stepping out, out for a change
Good morning all, it's a beautiful day
The generals are winning the war
Seemed suicidal before you came along
Now, now
I'll protect you, long as you'll stay
LA
Morning had to come, I'd be walking in the sun
Living in the day
But last night I was about to throw it all away
If patience started a band
I'd be her biggest fan
Look at me, I'm talking to you
I don't want the lead in your play
The star's just a part of the scene
The gentleman in green
Paying off, out on the street
I can't go home, it's not on my way
LA
Things I've never done, cars parked in the sun
Living in the day
But last night I was about to throw it all away
Last night I was about to throw it all away
Last night I was about to throw it all away
Last night I was about to throw it all away

He's pleased to meet you underneath the horse

3-14-2011

things seem to get worse before they get better. sometimes i just wish people woudn't fuck with me. i can't wait til i am fully self-employed. on a daily basis i tell my boss to quit fucking with me. how much more blunt can i be?
this would be a great place to advertise for my business but who the fuck would purchase my service after reading this? the thought of being able to work for myself by myself sounds great. i guess the lines of work i choose are weird. my previous 3 co-workers: an ex crackhead, a current pothead and other rec drugs, a non english speaking man. my favorite of the 3 is the mexican.
the mexican and i are strangely on the same page. work and go home, do your job, do it well and go home. we both have pretty good work ethics, but our difference of age 20+ years and dramatic language barriers keeps us from being able to communicate with eachother.
i have a headache...

before anyone thinks i am some white power mother fucker, please keep in mind that i am half mexican. i in no way shape or form dislike hispanic people. just thought i would clarify that. ;)

on a totally different note please listen to elliot smith

He's pleased to meet you underneath the horse
In the cathedral with the glass stained black
Singing sweet high notes that echo back
To destroy their master
May be a long time 'til you get the call-up
But it's sure as fate and hard as your luck
No one'll know where you are

It's just a brief smile crossing your face
I'm running speed trials standing in place

When the socket's not a shock enough
You little child, what makes you think you're tough
When all the people you think you're above
They all know what's the matter
You're such a pinball, yeah you know it's true
There's always something you go back running to
To follow the path of no resistance

It's just a brief smile crossing your face
I'm running speed trials standing in place
It's just a brief smile crossing your face
Running speed trials all over the place

Stranded in the spooky town

so it turns out that i should have gone to bed before 3am last night. exhausted today and i am still awake, i do dumb shit. a beer would be fantastic, but a beer may lead to 2 and i've never drank "2" beers. facebook is suddenly starting to get really old. i think ever since i watched that dumbass social network movie "because everyone said it was great" fb just hasn't been the same. peoples fucking grandmothers have facebook, what the fuck?

what a day

i heard what i wanted to hear, i met a cool guy, i ate at a new place, about to drink a beer, gonna kill some zombies, bout to go to bed.