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| Wednesday, January 21st, 2009 | | 10:04 am |
Hey, have any of you guys seen The Principal's Office on TruTV? As a rule, I hate reality television (it comes from having a bit too much unscripted drama in your own life), but this is some seriously funny shit. It's a camera filming actual goings-on in principals' offices across the country. There are some ridiculous, hilarious excuses some kids make to get out of trouble. Ahh, our country's educational system is churning out some real winners. I don't have a problem with these kids doing stupid stuff. I mean, it's entertaining, for starters, but also, they're in high school. If there's going to be a time in your life to screw around and not be responsible, why not that time? But they could learn a thing or two about not getting caught. In other news, I'm thinking about reading Wicked. The library near my house has it, and I've heard good things about it, how it's a different take on Oz and all of that... but I've also heard it's kind of girly, so I'm hesitant. Current Mood: curiousCurrent Music: Curbside Prophet || Jason Mraz | | Monday, January 12th, 2009 | | 2:12 pm |
After THIS. One minute, things are normal, the next minute... life is turned upside down. Jesse's in the hospital. He just kind of collapsed while we were playing outside. I still don't know what was wrong, but nobody I've talked to is really speaking clearly. If they could use actual words instead of jargon, maybe I could understand them. But I can't, and I feel so stupid. It's like in the Peanuts when Charlie Brown's teacher is talking, and it just sounds like a trombone. Or like when you've been standing too close to a set of speakers and when the lights come up and the sound goes off, your ears are ringing... I alternate from being really worried, to being pissed off. I fucking told that bastard he needed to go to the doctor, but his stubborn ass wouldn't. I don't know if there's anything else I could've done to make him go sooner. I don't even know if it'll matter now... They told me that hanging around the hospital won't do him any good. They're probably right. I don't want to be another person to trip over. But I feel like I should be there for Jade, so she's not by herself. Current Mood: worriedCurrent Music: Title And Registration || Death Cab For Cutie | | Tuesday, January 6th, 2009 | | 1:44 pm |
When the calendar turns, I can't help but think about resolutions, even though I'm pretty sure that making New Years resolutions is sort of like fighting a losing battle. They're forgotten by February usually, March at the very latest. People are too caught up with the things that make their lives busy presently to even thing about making time to better themselves. So even though I like the idea of resolutions, I guess, I don't think it's very realistic to try to keep them. If I was going to make a resolution, I might consider vowing to mind my own damned business this year. Maybe being a little less nosy, a bit less pushy would do me some good. Do you think anyone else would be any better off if I did, though? Do you think anyone else would notice? It was good to have Mom out for the holidays. I wish she would stop asking me when I'm going to find a nice girl and settle down like my brother. Look how that's turned out so far. Is it even possible that she doesn't know about most of the crap that's gone on this past year? I know I sure as hell haven't told her. It's not my business to. She insisted on renting a car and staying in a hotel, so she didn't 'inconvenience' anyone, even though Jared's got his huge house. Though honestly with all the things that have happened lately under that roof, she probably wanted to avoid a war zone. On a completely unrelated note, I broke down and bought Guitar Hero as a present to myself for Christmas. So if anyone is in need of a good laugh, just watch me try to eek past 'My Name Is Jonas' on the Easy setting. It's pretty hilarious. Current Mood: chipperCurrent Music: Buddy Holly || Weezer | | Monday, November 24th, 2008 | | 10:58 am |
I'll admit, I haven't been my easygoing self lately. Mostly because, yet again, I get caught up in family drama. But I put myself there, I think. Because I can't just let things go to hell. I always have this nagging need to make things right.
So, I'm trying to talk to everyone. I've got this huge undertaking, but I seem to be the only one willing to do it. So that's something, I guess.
[Private to Tamsyn] I'm skeptical. I have a hunch about something, but I don't want to just come right out in the open about it until I'm absolutely sure. If I'm wrong, I'll drop it and stop looking at people cross-wise. If I'm right... I don't know what I'll do. But I get the feeling like it might be something bad. [End Private]
Also, if my sister doesn't stop trying to set me up with girls, I might have to move to an island somewhere. Current Music: Julia (Beatles cover) || Chocolate Genius | | Wednesday, October 29th, 2008 | | 11:36 pm |
I'm pretty proud of myself.
I mean, I've seen the directors' first cuts of both of Taylor's new movies, and I've got to say, they're great. I don't tend to take a lot of credit for the success of my clients, but she's perfect for the roles. Both of them. Sure, they're not Oscar fare by any means, but they're still damn good entertainment. I mean, what more could a guy ask for? It's like Pineapple Express -- neither Seth Rogen or James Franco are going to be nominated for Best Actor. But how funny was that movie? Seriously.
Speaking of Seth Rogen, I can't wait to see Zack and Miri Make A Porno. Forget Halloween festivities, they can wait until after I see that movie on the day it comes out. You know, I just realized that it was a Kevin Smith film. Actually, I think I knew that once. I think the script got sent to Taylor for the Miri role, but she took one look at the title, saw the word 'porno' and dumped it. | | Monday, October 6th, 2008 | | 9:17 am |
(after this) I'm sorry, Jade. I don't think I'll be able to help fix things between you and your boyfriend, because I don't speak moron.
Forget being afraid. Forget not wanting to see him face to face. If I see him, and he's still running his mouth off like a fucking jackass, I'm going to punch him in the big dumb head. | | Friday, October 3rd, 2008 | | 11:46 pm |
I don't understand it. Really, I don't. How this whole mess is happening, I'm totally blindsided. We did get married. We were in Vegas, and we were ridiculously drunk. I used to have a thing for her, but that's long since in the past. I'd moved on to other relationships and other women years before Jesse ever met her. In fact, I think I might have been the one to introduce them, at one of my parties. We woke up the next morning and realized it was a fucking mistake. So we got annullment paperwork that day, and it was filed by that afternoon. I don't understand this whole mess. It's fucking ridiculous. Not sure where those magazines got their information, but it's not true. It's completely, utterly, totally 100% false. It's bullshit.
[Edited later, Blocked from Jade and Jesse]
Fuck me, apparently she checked the facts. Some dumbshit at the courthouse in Las Vegas didn't file our paperwork, or it got lost, or something was wrong with it or some stupid shit like that.
FUCK. Current Mood: annoyed | | Friday, May 16th, 2008 | | 8:45 am |
six. Back home again, with a renewed sense of relaxation, a decent tan, and some ridiculous pictures on my digital camera. I'll admit, it was a good idea to be gone. I never thought I'd be gone from Seattle long enough to miss it, but I guess it's actually my home now instead of Boston. A lot has changed since I left this time. Jesse's back, Sean's back (and getting married? Never would have guessed that one), the Mariners won the Super Bowl, the Space Needle fell into the ocean and Jimi Hendrix was made president and CEO of Starbucks. Post mortem, even.
And I'm still unemployed, and for a little while, I can afford to be, until I figure out my next move.
[Blocked from anyone who's an Ambrose, a Berkeley, or might run their mouths -- except Tamsyn, oddly] Home again for just a few nights and my family is already pissing me off. Well, not everyone. Just Jared and Marissa's fucking idiot sister. I don't know why I ever expect to feel appreciated, when I'm here, or in my absence.
The thing is, I don't give a shit about Clarice. I helped her out because she needed it, and because she asked for it, not because I wanted to. I offered her some meaty TV roles that even Taylor might have taken if she wasn't in such a weird 'phase' right now -- and Taylor's an actual actress. Just, fuck her, man. Oh wait, already did that, and it wasn't even worth it.
Sometimes? I just want to beat Jared upside the head and tell him to quit being a douchebag. Current Mood: aggravated | | Wednesday, April 16th, 2008 | | 11:26 pm |
five. Topher is kidnapping Lindsey and me. I'm not really sure how long we're going to be gone for, but I don't really care. I hope this will be as fun as Topher seems to think it will be. Lindsey and I are skeptical, but then again, maybe that's precisely why we should be going on this trip.I quit my job at the advertising firm. The pay was crap and they never gave me any credit for the ideas I contributed -- you know, the award-winning, multi-million-dollar payout ones? Why does this feel like some kind of quarter-life crisis?
Berkeleys, behave yourselves. Trusty Rusty Brother Brian's not going to be around for awhile to bail you out of jail or loan you money or pick you up from the bar if you're too drunk to drive home. This doesn't mean you drive drunk anyway, it means you call a goddamned cab. Go ahead, drunk dial me. I'll be in California or wherever, and I'll tell you the same damned thing. Current Mood: anxious | | Monday, March 31st, 2008 | | 8:35 am |
Hey, guess what, America?
Not too long ago, I HAD SEX WITH CLARICE AMBROSE.
SHH, DON'T TELL! As much as she publicly professes to hate me, she sure did love crawling into bed with me.
It wasn't that great, to be honest. Not for me, anyhow... but she screamed so loud she woke the baby up. What was I supposed to do? She came onto me like some kind of desperate hooker.
Marissa, I think you need to put her to work, she's far too bored.
Anyway, just as a warning to any potential mates out there, she probably has some kind of STD. | | Saturday, March 29th, 2008 | | 5:11 pm |
four. I'm kind of sick of being the responsible one, but you know what? If I didn't do it, one of several things would happen: A) The Berkeleys would probably self-destruct, B) Tam would go out of her mind trying to rein in Jared and Lil, and C) I would go out of my damned mind, because it's just not possible for me to not be a worryin'-type hero man. You know what else I'm sick of? Being the only one who puts for the effort to hold together relationships. I have friends in other cities I never hear of, who don't call me back. I've spent money on plane tickets to Chicago, to Boston, even to New York, all to be there for people, and to see people I care about... but does anyone ever come to see me? No. I know that some sacred keystone of friendship is that you should give of yourself without expecting anything in return... but you know what? It's tiring. It's tiring and exhausting to just be the one to give and get nothing in return. Fuck this, I give up. I'm going to go live on a mountaintop in Tibet. One that has fiberoptic digital cable. Current Mood: crankyCurrent Music: My Reply || The Ataris | | Monday, February 11th, 2008 | | 4:51 pm |
three.
Seattle's not a small place. It's not like it's possible that I've met all of the interesting people the city has to offer in the four years I've lived here. So it's not like there's a shortage of new people to meet, new girls to flirt with, new adventures to pursue. Maybe I could get into a sport, or join a gym. Maybe I'm amazing at rock climbing and I never knew it. Or fishing. I could be a fishing prodigy. I blame myself entirely for my lack of a social life. I've been a slacker for far too long, and it's up to me to get myself back out there. Twenty-seven is too early to be having a mid-life crisis. It's like a quarter-life crisis. Not like that makes me feel any better. Current Mood: annoyedCurrent Music: There's No Other Way || Blur | | Thursday, January 31st, 2008 | | 11:13 am |
two. Today is my big brother's 29th birthday. Of course I've got a present for him... but how about we have some fun, first?
Happy Birthday, Asshole. Current Mood: amusedCurrent Music: Ben's Brother || Stuttering | | Tuesday, January 22nd, 2008 | | 7:59 pm |
one. Why is it that it's so easy for me to get a week off in November to see my mother in Boston without any hassle, but when I try to arrange to get time off in January to head out to Chicago, it's a scheduling nightmare? Maybe if the guys I worked with weren't such bumbling idiots sometimes, all the Super Bowl ads would be finished by now, and my boss wouldn't have any qualms with letting me take an extended weekend.
Maybe if he'd throw me a lousy promotion every once in awhile, I'd be a bit more motivated to put forth my best efforts
Even though I had to pull teeth to make it happen, I'll be in Chicago in order to see Little Shop of Horrors. Dora, it better be as good as you've been telling me it is, kiddo. If not, I might need you to write a note to my boss for me.
Current Music: Golden Skans || The Klaxons |
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