September 4th.
Another morning. Today is a Doors day. Right now, i'm listening that doors song "The end". you should check it out if you've never heard it.
Just got e-mail. It's from my friend Shena in new york. She's pretty cool. Yesterday we talked on the phone for the very first time. But i'm sure everyone knows how that is. You're afraid of sounding stupid, always wonder what you sounded like when you get off the phone, etc.
Yet another of life's little annoyances, I suppose.
Here's the cool part of that doors song. "The killer awoke before dawn. He put his boots on. He took a face from the ancient gallery and he walked on down the hall. He went into the room where his sister lived, and then he paid a visit to his brother and then he, he walked on down the hall. And he came to a door. and he looked inside. Father yes son I want to kill you. Mother, I want too, (morrison screams)." Pretty strange huh. In the movie "the doors", Jim Morrison (Val Kilmer) Says "Father yes son I want to kill you. Mother, I want to fuck you!!!" (pissing off alot of people in the club he's they're in in the process. Don't get me wrong, I have no problems with my parents. I just think it's a cool sounding song.
My friend Shena and I are talking about memories, i.e. "the good old days". I think that people are greedy (including me.) I believe if you have one day you can look back on and say "that was a good day" then you should be content. You should try for more, but at least now you can die happy. ;-]
My friend Laura at work got all mad at me for not sending her e-mail. That's not the funny part. The funny part is, when she sent ME e-mail, it had the wrong return address on it, so when I replied, it went to the wrong person. So it wasn't MY fault!! You hear me Laura?? It wasn't mine! BWAHAHAHAHAAH
Melanie, the girl that sits next to me at work, keeps looking at me funny. I don't know why. I think she's scared of me. which is really strange because usually she's the one scaring people.
Ok, so I just got back from lunch. It was the WIERDEST lunch. Our waitress was like this cute goth chick, she was short, but it was cool. I complimented her on her suede shirt, and she corrected me and told me it was velvet. Her name was Amy. I read it off her nametag. Doesn't it suck when people read a name off of someones nametag, and then use it like they've known you all your life? So I abused her and she abused me, a mutual kinda thing. If I had met her outside of a "work" environment, we probably would have talked more, (I could see in her eyes she kinda wanted too) but picking up people in that kinda environment is not cool. I abused my friend Veronica all the way back to the office, just by like pushing her around, fun stuff. Also, my friend Mel had this CD, the MONKEES greatest hits!! isn't that just sick?? so I headbanged to "Daydream believer" all the way back to the office, giving myself a pretty nice head rush, and everyone else a pretty good laugh. Adding laughter to the world is a good thing.
Overall, a pretty fun lunch.
I forgot, at lunch, we talked about stuff from our school days. Mel told all of us she used to have a "bionic woman" lunchbox, and she used it to beat up all the boys in her class with it. Now I want you to picture something different. Picture a grown woman beating up people with a bionic woman lunchbox. Pretty neat huh??