lifeandtimes

Okay, yeah, I realize that I have my daily rant page for bitching, but I'm getting tired of that page...so I suppose I'll leave that link up but I don't really intend to write much more on that part of the site. This is going to be more journal-ish and less "rant" oriented (although I'm sure it will turn into that more often than not). I want somewhere to write where I can just talk about my day rather than having the intent just to bitch...but we all know that I'm going to end up bitching here too, so consider yourselves warned. Maybe I should entitle this page the "stuff no one really cares to hear anyway" page...

Thursday, 1/25/01
Well, ever since yesterday afternoon I've been in an uncharacteristically good mood. Not that I'm usually in a horrible mood or anything, but I don't know...I guess maybe I have been kind of down lately. But yesterday was rather reaffirming (did I spell that right?), we got our mini-essays back in religion class and Dr. Sullivan (who is one of my most favorite professors) wrote "you write very well!" on the front of my essay, that completely made my day. Then I worked last night and on top of making $50 in 5 hours, a single woman who I waited on flagged down one of my managers and told him that I "was a wonderful waitress and that if she lived around here she would recruit me for her business in a second." Now, I don't know what her business was, but I was horribly flattered anyway. Especially since lately I've been thinking that I'm doomed to be a waitress forever since I can't for the life of me decide on a major.
I've had the same three CD's in my stereo for the past who knows how long (I'm guessing about a month now). One of them is Puddle Dive by Ani. On that CD there is a song called "Used to You" and one of the lyrics that sticks out to me is "I'm still here because I've got nothing else to do/you're an asshole but I'm getting used to you/I like the fact that you talk incessantly/I've got a thing for assholes who tell good stories" Now...does anyone else out there think that sounds like me? But that's all for me for now, like anyone has even read this far.

Monday, 1/29/01
Another boring couple of days. I haven't done much of anything lately, really. I worked for 12 hours on Saturday (9-9) which wasn't too bad, aside from the fact that from 9-2 we had to hand write out all of the tickets because our computer system was down. Then we had to get on a calculator and figure out everyone's totals and all that jazz too. Not difficult, just a pain in the ass. I did make $102 though, so that made the double worth it.
I watched Night of the Demons II again last night and of course that made me really happy. I think I'm going to think of alot of random entertaining things to do in order to make myself forget that Valentine's Day (VD) is coming up in 2 weeks. I hate that damn day and everything associated with it. I don't think I've had a good one yet. Piss moan piss moan. Everyone should come together with me in an effort to ban VD. Can I get a hell yeah?

Monday, 2/05/01
We cleaned the house tonight and it looks pretty nice, if I do say so myself. Before I moved out of my parent's place I always thought that when I lived away from them I wouldn't care about how clean my house was and all that stuff. But now that I'm out it's rather scary how much I'm like my parents.. Scary, scary, scary. But oh well. I guess it's not that bad.
My life hasn't been very interesting lately. It never really is, to tell the truth. I go to school, I work, and I come home and there is very little (if any) variation to that pattern. And I'm okay with that, I'm happy with my life generally. I definitely wouldn't mind a little excitement once in a while though.
Brad and I changed our answering machine greeting earlier in response to Dave calling and saying "that message sucks a whole lot" (or something of that nature). Tee hee, it is amusing, or at least I think so.

Monday, 2/19/01
So here I sit, Toni badgering me to update: "Do you know how disappointing it is to check your website and see that nothing has been updated in two weeks? It wastes, like, 5 minutes of my time!"
I asked her if she wanted to sit-in for me and write instead, but she politely declined. Figures.
Anyhow, nothing terribly exciting is going on around here. Shane and I went to Bloomington this weekend and up to watch a show choir competition in Anderson with Mel and Liz. We got pulled over on the way up there in some po-dunk town. But that was rather amusing in itself; the cop was hilarious. He muttered such ingenious lines like "So...isn't it a little late to be driving to IU?" and "What's her name?(looking at me)"
Shane: "Stacey"
Cop:"No, I want HER to tell me."
I found that rather amusing.
The show choir competition itself was loud and annoying, exactly what I expected since they always were. I like them though...however, I think it drove Shane to the brink of suicide.   But fear not, we're home and he's back to his not-quite-as-suicidal self. Tee hee:). Oh, I am hilarious.
What else...I don't think there IS anything else. So that's all for now. I apologize profusely to anyone who was expecting anything interesting here.

Tuesday, 2/20/01
UGH. So I said that I've had nothing really to bitch about lately. Well, that changed all within the span of an evening:
My day didn't start off too bad, I slept in and watched Passions. I had to work at 4:00 and got there to discover that I was in the smoking section. That sucked, since it's notorious for not being very lucrative (sp?). I work till 9:30 and make $20. Yes, TWENTY DOLLARS. I haven't made that little money in I don't know how long.
So I leave work and I'm all pissed off since I made no money. I'm on my way to the post office to mail off my tax forms. I drive down the Lloyd and pass over Vann Avenue while the light is yellow. The light happens to turn red as I'm going through it. I continue on my merry way and I look in my rearview and what do I happen to see but FLASHING LIGHTS.   I have never been pulled over before so I'm hoping that I'll just get a warning. So cockmaster (the policeman) walks over to my car and says, in the most backwoods sarcastic voice,"those lights are there for a reason." NO SHIT ASSHOLE. He takes my license and asks if the address is right...which it's not. He goes to his stupid little police car and comes back what seems like 10 minutes later and hands me a ticket. No warning, no nothing. Let me reiterate that I have NEVER EVER BEFORE BEEN PULLED OVER. People suck. So now I have this ticket to pay, which isn't that much, but I plan to get it deferred so it'll be more expensive. Growl.

Wednesday, 3/07/01
I haven't updated in forever since our internet was down for over a week (fuck Sigecom). But of course nothing really happened in that time, so I guess it doesn't matter. Everything around here is pretty much boring these days, I guess. And anything that happens usually isn't good anyway. I think I'm learning that the older I get the less I know. About everything.
But anyway, enough of my cryptic ranting.

Tuesday. 3/13/01
I FINALLY figured out how to fix my guestbook, so it should be working. So all you people that were bitching about it, go play. Now!
Aside from that, there's nothing interesting that I want to talk about, so I'm not going to.

Friday, 3/23/01
Hmm...guestbook been fixed for 10 days and nothing interesting has appeared. How sad.
Anyhow, I guess "how sad" is an apt phrase to describe my life these days anyway. I am BORING. Now, I know you all already knew this. Sigh. I suppose this means there's no where to go but up, right? That's what I'm hoping at least. Maybe the trip to the tittie bar tonight will make everything okay. (haha...that's supposed to be funny.)

Tuesday, 4/03/01
Life really hasn't been very exciting lately, with the possible exception of last night...which wasn't "exciting" per se, but interesting it was. But before I start on that, I want to ask if anyone saw the April Fool's Day edition of Talk Soup. I can't find anyone other than myself, Toni, and Shane who happened to see it, but it was the funniest thing ever because they spent the entire show making fun of MULLETS. It was great.   Everyone on the show had a mullet, they all acted like their hair was awesome (like people with mullets tend to do)...Toni and I laughed our asses off. It was great.
Alright, anyhow, the story of last night:
Last night around 8:30 I was playing on the computer wasting time, when Kyle got online. We talked for a little while and then decided to meet at Barnes and Noble around 9:30. We met and talked until close, and then decided to go to Blockbuster to rent a movie. We looked around Blockbuster for nearly 30 minutes, and then Kyle decided that he didn't want to watch a movie anymore...unless it was porn. I laughed my ass off at this, and then remembered hearing that Blockbuster doesn't carry anything like that.   Hence we decided to go to another place instead, but seeing as how it was nearly midnight, they were all closed.
At this point we decided it would be hilarious to go to the porn shop, since neither of us had ever gone to one.
We went to the one off of the Lloyd next to Aztar, and only one car was out front. At this point I tried to make Kyle get out and go in first (just to check it out, of course, yeah.....) but he said "hell no" and unbuckled my seat belt and dragged me out of the car. We approached the door, turned the handle and...they were closed. Darn.
Then Kyle remembered that he needed to call his mother and check in. He calls her from his cell phone and is having a conversation with her when the owner of the only other car in the parking lot walks out and gets into it. I'm laughing my ass off and Kyle is trying to talk to his mom and I can stop whispering "leave leave leave leave" under my breath. He does, and I'm happy.
We drive around and we remember that the main street book store exists. Kyle calls his friend Ryan and wakes him up to ask him how late it's open (imagine getting a call at 1 a.m. asking you how late the porn shop is open). He tells us and we make our way to Main Street.
When we get there we see plenty of cars outside, but we can't decide if they're porn store clients or patrons of the Lucky Lady, which is close by. I again decide that I want to stay in the car while Kyle goes in and looks, but he says no again, and again drags me out of the car. We get inside and realize we don't have the $1 browsing fee, so we have to run back outside and find Kyle's wallet. When we go back inside the guy working the counter doesn't charge us anyway; but we notice that he does charge everyone that comes in after us. For about the first 5 minutes we're in there, everyone in the place stares at us and it's quite unsettling. I was also quite upset to find that there were a couple of grandpa-ish looking men checking out the porn selection. It was naaaasty.
Kyle and I looked around for a while and giggled at the dildos and things of that nature. I settled to reading the only "clean" book I could find in the place, a book of drinking games   Then I hear Kyle call me over to look at the vast array of porn videos with him. Next to the section we were browsing was the doorway to the peepshow rooms. It was at this time a nasty 40ish man came out and saw me (the only female in the entire store) and kept staring. I looked up and him, hoping he would get embarrased and look away. He didn't, and instead smiled, nodded, and winked at me. I grabbed Kyle's hip really hard at this point and told him that I wanted the keys so I could run and hide in the car because I was tired of getting looked at, especially by men who were coming out of that room. He wouldn't let me so I tried to get him to leave completely. He said that he felt like he had to buy something now, especially since the guy didn't charge us the browsing fee. He hastily picked one out and we headed for the counter.
Then we remembered that Kyle never found his wallet, so I had to charge the damn thing (all $36 of gay porn) on my Visa card. Ugh.
But that's about the end of the excitement, the rest of my night is boring. The porn shop isn't that exciting after all. And if you're female, I suggest that you go with a pack of females so you're not the only one. Ugh.

Monday, 5/07/01
Alright, if you've been waiting this long for an update, prepare to be sorely disappointed. I am in no way even remotely interesting. But seeing as how I havent updated in roughtly a month I guess I can maybe remember a few points of interest.
This past weekend Toni, Dustin, Shane and I went to Cleveland because Toni and Dustin were going to see Bon Jovi. I know everyone has heard the Drew Carey Show theme song which says "Cleveland Rocks! Cleveland Rocks!" Well, Shane and I passed our time in town singing "Cleveland SUCKS, Cleveland SUCKS!!!" And it did. Terribly. We wandered around downtown for a couple of hours and everything closed by 6:00. Even the rock and roll hall of fame closed by 5:30. Isn't that rock and roll? We thought so too. The area was just as boring as Evansville, if not more so. It was soooo disappointing. We did, however, eat at a very extravagant restaurant that was awesome, the bill for Shane and I came to $55 not including the tip. I want to own a restaurant like that someday.
Also, if the town itself wasn't horrible enough, there was the hotel problem. In Ohio, you have to be 21 to check into most hotels. And when we happened to find one that the 21 rule didn't apply to, it wouldn't have any vacancy. So we drove around town, looked at what seemed like a million hotels and finally found a Days Inn that didn't have a double room but two singles, and at that point we were willing to take almost anything.
But these rooms weren't as up to par as you would expect hotel rooms to be. Toni and Dustin's room didn't even have a TV. Ours did, but it didnt work. Plaster would fall of the walls if you hit them (I AM NOT KIDDING). The ceiling looked as if it were ready to cave in at any moment. Toni and Dustin's room looked like it had pee stains on the wall. It smelled. Apparently these were the last two rooms they had vacant; they were the ones that they usually saved for the town drunk. It was horrid.
I took pictures, I'll try to get them scanned so I can post them on here.
Anyhow, so the weekend was a disappointment.
What else has happened lately...Kyle and I went to Priscilla's Novelty Shop the other day. It wasn't even half as scary as the Main Street Book Store. It was more catered to females and a female was working the counter. I wasn't intimidated at all, I think I'm even going to start buying people their birthday presents there.
We have a new roommate named Harry, he seems to be a nice guy, no really noticable quirks thusfar.
Melissa got hired at Cracker Barrel, I am oh-so-happy. She also went to see U2. Bwahahahahahaha. Everyone give her hell for that:).
The other day at Showplace Shara and I bet Troy $20 that he couldn't drink a gallon of milk in 5 minutes. He actually thought that he could and drank about 2/3 of it and then felt really ill. I have pictures of this too.
Okay, I guess I'm done for now. Told you I wasn't interesting.

Thursday 5/17/01
Of course another boring day. Worked. Watched Passions. Lounged.
Anyhow, after work Mel, Janel and I went to TGIFridays where we had a waiter who seemed to be a bit afraid of us, he was rather meek and seemed to be trying to hit on the girl and the table next to us.   Anyhow, this is not the funny part.
So after we ate we go to Wal-Mart, the white trash super center of Evansville. We were walking around the store, not looking for anything in particular, and these two skanky guys walked past us. They sorta ogled us, but we ignored them. Then, 5 minutes later they walk by again and stop.
"Hi"
us: "...hi"
"You always come to wal-mart this late?"
us:"yeah"
"Where you from?"
us:"here"
"Where'd you go to high school?"
us:"castle"
"Oh...you guys stoned?"
us (laughing loudly) "NO"
"I meant HER" (points at Janel)
us (laughing harder) "HAHAHAHAHAHAHA"
--skanky boy walks away--

So yeah....that was my night. Well, that exchange, coupled with when we first walked in when two other skanky boys kept staring at us and I said "EWW GROSS" as loudly as I could muster and Janel and Mel couldn't figure out why since they didn't see the guy.