PRESSURE - UNDER PRESSURE THAT'S OKAY

From the crack of the door he took a picture of some beautiful girl standing there. "What're you doing?" She asked, glancing between him and the device.

Eyes on the phone, he clicked.

He shrugged, pursing his lips, "Nothing." He cleared his throat, dropping the phone his pocket. "What is it that you said you wanted again?" He extended the door to his arm's length, leaning against it, trying to seem cool.

The girl was affronted, there was no question. "I live in the apartment directly under you and they had your mail mixed in with mine." She had been going through her large purse until she pulled out a magazine and an envelope.

The magazine was ASS PLAY and the envelope had been his internet bill. His name was clearly typed on the magazine, with his apartment number--there was no way to make an excuse for that. He tried at a half-smile, "It's, it's for my mother, you know. She wants surgery on her ass and this is just reference."

The girl closed her purse after the boy awkwardly reached for the magazine and bill. She sucked in her lips and raised her eyebrows. "Whatever helps you sleep at night." She turned to leave, her flats padding against the hallway floor.

"Wait!" He stepped out the door and the first thing he noticed was the temperature change and the second hand been another girl waiting. They both looked on the verge of saying something. Both there, both pairs of eyes on him, both beautiful hair, both nice clothes, both nice eyeliner and bit his lip and shook his head. "Nothing, I have nothing."

It took everything he had to not stare at that woman's ass.

The stranger laughed and the other one pointed a thumb over her shoulder. The stranger laughed again.

i almost yawned myself in a coma

The Karate Kid.
Holy shit, what a piece of something another.
Total crap.
That movie was only made to draw tourists to China and place random songs that have NOTHING to do with the movie. Let me lay out the (most random songs from the) soundtrack for you.
Lady GaGa - Poker Face
AC/DC - Back in Black
Flo Rida - Low
John Mayer - Say
Random, right? Those songs were placed to make money, too. Especially AC/DC... They have been so desperate recently. Anyone else notice?
Not only was the movie a waste of my time, it barely had any action scenes. Only the last twenty minutes had any interesting action. That movie is TWO HOURS and twenty minutes, fyi.
The only way I could recommend that movie is for a person who likes to see Chinese boys wrestle and get all sweaty... OH, don't forget to make angry faces at each other.

SAY WHAT.
Last night/REALLY early this morning I kicked it with Marina after work.
We had something to eat, we went to Walmart and hung out downtown sharing and shit.
While we were eating in the Southern Lanes parking lot, again, that same guy who was yelling "WOW THAT'S A LOW PRICE!" with me and Cricket, started yelling obscenities to people. haha. He had already been through the parking lot once since we had been there. They would make a circle around the block before coming back. They noticed us and yelled something. I wanted to ignore them because, well, they were a problem waiting to cause something.
Once they yelled something at us, Marina immediately stuck her head out the window and screamed, "COME AND GET IT" or something to that affect.
I was stunned.
They yelled, "FUCK YOU!"
And she yelled back, "GO TO HELL!"
I'm sitting there making :O! face.
I go to start my car after they leave and are not in my site. She asked what I was doing. I explained they were going to come back and I'm in my car. I would have to leave now so they won't follow me.
She seems surprised I'm having this reaction and keeps exclaiming to stay because they're not coming back.
Fuck that.
We left.
I was not going to talk to, and be stuck in the middle with, some guys who were obviously not sober.

At downtown there was this obviously drunk guy walking around being followed by someone who looked old enough to be his mother.
She kept wanting to give him a ride.
Ha.

So, it was fun.

Oh, remember those hookah lounge pics I mentioned? MARINA FINALLY POSTED THEM :)


I looked trashed. I was completely sober.

Oh, earlier, I tried to take a pic of my new afghan I'm knitting, but Molly walked in....

AWWWWWWWWWW. Makes me laugh.

ps - this HUGE ASS fly is in my room. It keeps flying into my cat's face. Cat = getting pretty pissed.

i am not going to take you outside

You know what I'm going to bitch about first?
Having to go to work tonight. But tomorrow I have off. Doesn't even seem fair.

Yesterday was productive.
Bought my mom's b-day gift, finally got sheets to my new comforter, picked up my comforter from the dry cleaners, got my sister a present, even tried on jeans from my favourite place to buy jeans... Sadly, they have moved to a younger generation and no longer will carry adult jeans.

My new bed set.
FUNNY STORY. Well, maybe it was funny if you were there, buttttttt.
See, when my sister got her new laptop a few months back, she didn't have a lap thing. Dad wouldn't let her just set it on her lap or bed, etc... So, she had to set it on the box it came with. I hated that fucking box.
So, when I bought her the laptop lap thing, a real one, I came home and immediately went for that damn box. I took it to the kitchen where my dad and sister were sitting. I threw it on the ground, exclaiming, "I hate this box!" and immediately took to stepping on it, squishing it in.
My sister and dad both started SCREAMING, "WHAT! HEATHER! WHAT THE HELL!"
Before they could jump me, I ran into my car and grabbed her present, bringing it in. My dad immediately calmed down, explaining my sister was in her bedroom, nearly in tears.
I knocked on her door, finally got her out and shoved that thing into her face. Her expression changed and she said, "I just looked like a jerk."
It was worth it.

OOOOH.
Saw a monk at work the other day. I did sneak a pic.

HAHAH.
When I went to electronics to get a hook, I asked Aaron, "Did you see the monk?"
"Yeah, I asked, 'Can I help you find something?' He totally did not understand me."

you can still hear me

Marina, Cricket and I all went to the Hookah Lounge.
Amazing.
We all had a good time and the only white guy who works there liked my purse.
I'll have more pics of us later on when I get them from Marina. In one of them, when I was positioning myself, I nearly knocked over the hookah. Marina, you screamed like a little bitch. That white guy looked over so quickly, haha.

OH MY OH MY.
Legion is one HORRIBLE movie. The only good part had to be the father and son duo. ('But Pa, I'm only retarded a little.')
That movie is possibly the worst of 2009 or whenever it fucking came out. Who in the hell thought they would make money off it? Honestly?

Cricket - I met ichi's friend today.
Me - Marina.
Cricket - Oh, I was wanting to call her Marena or something like that so I didn't.
Me - You should. Even after she corrects you just keep doing it.
(*this is just a reminder... I still want you to do that.)

Then I was getting aggravated because everyone had their own lighter and I'm not used to it so I kept trying to hand it over. Haha. Then I was raving about a system I had and how I loved that I didn't have to move my elbow on my knee. Just afterward I started drumming on my thighs. For a good two minutes, doing little tunes.

*Cricket turns to her computer to turn on Tom Petty*
Me - Press T. Just press T.
Cricket - *still going through her music*
Me - Press T. Just PRESS T.
Cricket - *presses a button that I can't see and Tom Petty starts to play*
Me - *shuts up* Did you press T?
Cricket - Nope.
Me - Why didn't you press T?

Learned that I had sung 'still doll' to them in the car one day. Don't remember that shit, but wow.
If you don't know what that is, here's a youtube link:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BWUxZ7LIUss

WE COLORED.
Cricket's

(click on me to be bigger!)

ichi's

(click on me to be bigger!)

ps -
http://tinypic.com/m/aooodh/2
hehehehehehe

i had my music on to begin with.

Everyone have a good father's day?
I had to work. Came home, ate dinner with the family. Napped. Hung out with Cricket.
No influence of drugs and it was still really fun.
The watermelon, the making ramen in the mini-pot.
The whole bringing up memories I had forgotten about.
Good times.
Some of them stupid as shit.

FUCK.
YESTERDAY WAS MY 2 YEAR ANNIVERSARY FOR THIS BLOG.
How could I forget?
I'm not going to do a recap of the year because I'm lazy, but shit.
Hm.

LIFE IS DE BUBBLES, UNDER DA SEA.

The other night, not last, there was this kitten in the road. I didn't realize it until I drove over it... NO, I didn't run over it and murder the poor thing, but I made sure it was safely under my car as I passed it.
It looked fucking freaked.
Hilarious and sad at the same time.

that shit is gayer than i am.

Yesterday/early this morning was somewhat productive.
Met up with Cricket. I don't know how to describe it. It was weird. Like nothing has changed in the past several months we didn't speak. I don't know if that's a good thing or not? I still feel as if nothing will be the same as it used to be back in the day when I was jobless. Not saying I was thinking it would be, but there was that small chance of hope.
There isn't that trust or that strong 'i want to be around her' feeling. For me, I don't think for her?
Cricket, I know you're reading this, haha.
Plus I spilled my guts out and all I can do now is act awkward, because awkward is my middle name.
(That's taken from a story of mine.... "You know the one, she's practically orgasming under my magic flageelees and, all of the sudden, weird's her middle name. I ask the number one ...." Yeah, that one.)

ANYWAY.
I had been sitting in a southern lanes parking lot, eating, watching people, ya know. I was waiting for Cricket to be off work so we could hang out wherever. She manages to get off early. I end up waiting an hour in the parking lot, by myself, ha. I was watching these group of friends yell obscenities to people until she came.

We sat in the car and chatter, right after she gave me a belated Valentine's Day present:

It's lovely and I do love it. Seriously. It's the best. I can't wait to give you my surprise.

As we were sitting in the parking lot, someone started honking which set off a chain reaction of honks. Some guys started yelling about the honking. They kept it going for a good minute/minute and a half.
And, what I believe to be the same guy, had his friend circle the parking lot so he could yell out, "WOW, THAT'S A LOW PRICE!" at the top of his lungs.
Very amusing.

On my way home around 2AM I had to stop at the Minit Mart. I was so nervous because you know the only good people are there that early in the morning.
NO ONE was there. Surprised me. I didn't even see a cashier.
So, I drove off and noticed, on the darkest part of my road, that I had left my gas tank open. Had to pull off and everything.

None of that is interesting, I know, but I'm trying to distract myself from the nausea.

what does that have to do with anything?

NEW LAYOUT.
Long needed? Longed for?
I don't know where I'm going with this, honestly.
I like it, the layout I mean. I'm wondering, right now, if it's me or if it'll grow on me and more and more.
I also made my blog public, again. I don't know how long it's going to stay, but I feel like I finally found the key to my shackles? Am I over-dramatizing?
Ja.

This morning I had done something utterly stupid. I shouldn't have done it.
it's just going to make me look pathetic and weird, stalkerish.
It's not like I wish I could take it back, it's just... I would have rather gave it in a better time - not one where the world is ending and all the girls lose their virginity.
No, still a virgin.
Well, if you knew, you would understand the whole world ending joke.

I'm a mess.
Haha.

Finally had some semi-interesting dreams last night.
First time since winter broke.
See?
I was right.
When it's cold, when I'm freezing, I have the best dreams.
Now, think, what do you think I'm doing now, before I go to bed?
Yes, that's right.
Laying in an ice filled bath tub.
Nah, I'm kidding.
Or am I?

ps - I may switch back to the previous layout, if this one doesn't prove worthy.

that was it?

Do I have high standards? I don't think I do. I just like clean people?
Anyway.

I was cleaning out the files on my computer (deleted like twenty gigs. Hooray!) and as I was tagging my classical folder, I listened to this one song by Sergei Vasilievich Rachmaninoff.
Piano Concerto No. 2 (Op. 18) - Moderato
I FUCKING LOVE IT.
Listened to it 6 times so far.
Not that I counted, iTunes did that for me.
It's so beautiful. Makes me want to light candles and drink wine while reading Mary Shelley - something to that extent.
Or make-out.
Whatever, I'm just throwing shit into a fire here.

Still have yet to finish Volume One of Lord of the Rings. It's really good, BUT SO FUCKING BORING. Help me to finish this monster.

Shampooed my carpet. Nice smelling now.

Man my life has become a mass of uninteresting facts. I feel so useless nowadays. Ever since I cut communication with all my 'friends' it's just been bland. So bland. WHY AM I SO BORING? I guess many people can say that. I need a new group of friends who are interesting.
Any suggestions?
I miss one, though. Can you all guess who that is?
I feel awful, but, you know, it isn't ALL my fault... Just 60% of it.

OH, something interesting:
Nearly killed some amish people. Shit, it was 11:30PM. There are no streetlights on my country road. That fucking buggy, going 9MPH.... I nearly bulldozed them. Straight up kill them. Going around that curve, only two small red reflectors working. Wtf, right?
Well, they had McDonalds.
....
Right?

you got something to say, just say it.

Honestly, NOTHING has happened that anyone needs to be aware of.
No updates, no anything.
I'm still single, still working, still no college.
Oh, oh, oh I know.
I hate facebook? Want to gut it. Everything out of it and wear its skin to mock it. isn't that romantic?

Let Amanda watch Clerks. She really liked it. We're gonna watch Clerks 2 tomorrow.


THERE IT IS. OH YEAH.

All I've really been doing is writing and editing.
And editing.
And editing some more.
Printed out some fucking 103 pages to edit a story... AND IT'S STILL NOT ALL PRINTED. wth.
Here's my little rant that I had on fb:
"My hp ink has only lasted me 103 pages. Wth? On the fucking box it advertises 65% more than bargain inks... Sooooo, where does that leave me? They're going to say bargain inks only shit out, roughly around, 39 pages? Fuck HP. No wonder e-books are sweeping the nation."
I wanted that rant longer in the midst of my anger, but no room. If I had the inspiration now I would EDIT it and make it the best. Then send it to HP. Let them deal (although they don't have one caring bone in their body).

IPHONE 4 THIS MONTH. SHIT YEAH. SO FUCKING EXCITED. I want to scream to the world at how excited I am... Oh, that reminds me.

Mom - How's that Java chiller?
Me - *stops drinking it* really nice.
Mom - *smiles* Good, it had an extra espresso shot in there. Are you feeling it?
Amanda - Yeah, how do you feel?
Me - Honestly? I want to scream running through the yard. It's amazing. I feel alive!