"So What Else Do I Talk About?"
Countdowns:
4 days til Kelly Clarkson in concert.
15 days til Shakira in concert.
27 days til DISNEYLAND!!
28 days til Jodeci in concert!!
41 days til Mary J. Blige in concert (If fucking tickets EVER go on sale!)
54 days til Ben Kweller in concert.
69 days til John Mayer in concert.
75 days til Mariah Carey in concert.
86 days til AFTER 7 in concert.
Song of the Day: Ain't No Other Man by Christina Aguilera
Happy Birthday Dawn and Andrea!
So really there is nothing new with me except at work. But I really hate talking about work all the time because then it seems like that is all I do and that not true. There is more to me than just the job I have but when I talk or email people I haven't seen in awhile that's all I seem to talk about. Yeah, I have traveled and I do other things but for some reason it doesn't seem like enough. Of course there is stuff going on but you can only tell certain people certain things. Not everyone needs to know that you miss your murdered best friend or your dead cat. Not everyone cares that you are finally going to Disneyland and are going to hear live one of your all time favorite groups. So what does that leave? Other people you and the other person know mutually and work. It's not that I hate my job because I don't (I just hate the people I work for). It's just it's not interesting or what I want to do for the rest of my life. And maybe that's the problem: MY ISSUES with what I am doing with my life.
Anyways at The Hellspot they are dropping like flies in the front office. Well I FINALLY thought I would be asked to move up to the front without being a supervisor. But that's what I get for thinking. They didn't asked me but they asked one of the other supervisors. Nevermind that fact for the past YEAR I have been helping out and all this other shit. It kinda hurt my feelings but whatever though. They'll get theirs soon. What they don't know is ANOTHER person is getting ready to bounce and they will soon be up shit creek. Then I know they will ask me and I will say FUCK OFF. Oh the joy I'll get. I could become a supervisor and make my chances better (as well as piss off one of the other supes who is getting on my FUCKING nerves) but I KNOW they wouldn't let me move up then. So. Fuck. Them.
Not much going on in EL Kingdom de Ghetto. I got up today a quarter past noon and in the half hour I was in ths bathroom and shower, I received 18 text messages. 13 of them being about L@nce Ba$$. lol. I love my *Nsync girls. While I am SO sad I will never, ever get the chance to tap that Bass (he is still so fine), I am happy that he finally gets to live the life he wants to instead of living a lie. And if he ever wants to do that freaky deaky thing and needs a girl, he can ALWAYS count on me to be that girl! haha! I still think the Timb3rb1tch is gay though. OMG!! What if him and L@nce DID DO something and that's why him and Br1llo don't get along? Just1n probably liked it and holds all this resentment towards him blames him for "making" him gay and also having to live a lie! This makes PERFECT sense!! Oh poor Br1ll0!! It's ok. We still love L@nce and we'll still love you. Well maybe. You DID dismantal one of my favorite groups ever. But anyways. It's ok though. You can go back to W@de! Do it already and get back with my boys!!
Gotta love it!