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Wednesday, October 19th, 2005
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Hey LiveJournal!
Here's the deal. I'm currently in the process of buying a house. 5 bedroom, 3 story, 2.5 baths in the Deer Run subdivision in Towne Lake/Woodstock.
It's a gorgeous home in a greatly maintained subdivision, but it would help me out to have some room mates to cut down on costs. It's a culdesac lot, so parking wouldn't be a problem. Rent would be around 350 or maybe a bit more a month plus utilities. It all depends on how many people I can get. The rooms are spacious, with one of them being a bonus over the garage that's almost as big as the master, and one down in the basement which would offer a lot of privacy.
I need someone reliable, so if you or anyone you know is looking to get out of mommy and daddy's place and wants to be in a convenient area, send them my way!
Thanks guys!
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So it has been absolutely ages since I've typed into this thing. Did I miss you, LiveJournal? Quite frankly, no. I've been much too busy actually living my life to worry about coming home and having to type up what I did during the day. Of course, I've kept up with the Friends page, and as such, I still know what's going on with a lot of you kids that I don't see anymore. I figure I should extend the same courtesy every now and then, right?
I guess the first thing that I feel I need to get out is the fact that my grandfather passed away today. He was my mom's father and I'm absolutely feeling it for her. I hadn't seen him in about 7 or 8 years because he lived in Mexico, so I grew quite dis-attached to him, which is a real fucking shame. The few times that I can remember being in the same room with him and having actual conversations are times that I'll always treasure, as he was someone who remains largely a mistery to me.
I don't know what he did for a living. I know that he spent some time here in the states, but I have no idea why, or for how long. I just really wish I'd gotten the chance to know him. I know that's something that is always said after someone passes, but I really do mean it. I'll never get to hear about when my mother was a little girl, or stories from his perspective of how my mom and dad came to meet and what he thought of it.
Mostly, I'm upset because my mom doesn't have a mom and dad anymore. I can't even imagine what that must feel like, and I know there is nothing I can do to make her feel better.
We've known that this is coming for a long time. Medical care in Mexico isn't the same as it is here, even with my family constantly sending money down there, and he was just getting older and older. He actually had to have a leg amputated a few months ago and that's a large contributing factor to his passing. He just couldn't make it. Because of all these factors, my mom is taking it a lot better than when my grandmother passed away. She said she's been praying for him to go in his sleep so he wouldn't be suffering anymore. I'm an advocate of euthanasia. It should be up to the individual or family to decide if death is better than your continued suffering, but as far as I know, my mom has never said anything of the like, so I know that had to have been a very tough desicion for her.
A lot of family has come over tonight to console her, but she's acting all sorts of tough, because she IS all sorts of tough. She's just laughing it up as we all trade stories and, just hang out, being as strong as ever.
I think this is about all I want to write today. Perhaps I'll do it again tomorrow.
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Friday, February 11th, 2005
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I have a new car.
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This is something I read in another LJ. It gave me a good feeling.
( Read more... )
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Tuesday, January 18th, 2005
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Today is the one year anniversary of my cousin Bryan's death.
I think about him almost every other day. Obviously I've been thinking about him a lot more the last few days.
Fucking christ man. I wish I'd gotten the chance to know him better. He was fucking 12 years old.
12.
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Saturday, January 1st, 2005
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So I'm walking out of Barnes & Noble about 30 minutes ago because it's closing time. I walk out the door and hold it open behind me in case someone is coming after me. There is, and he says "Thank you". I shot him a "mhmm" in return and went on my way. As I'm walking, I hear someone say "That's an interesting..." I turn around and the guy talking to me and pointing to his lip, obviously referring to my own. I say "Yeah, it's a lip piercing." He asks if it's jewelry. I say yes. I turn to walk away....This is the conversation that follows.
Random Dude: Do you live in Atlanta?
Oscar: No. I live about 10 minutes that way *Point towards my house*
RD: Oh. I'm trying to figure out how far away it is.
O: Well. If you get on 575 south *point to it*, it'll turn into 75 and you'll be there in about 20 minutes.
RD: Oh. Do you know if there's a Hamilton Inn there?
At this point, I think he's some dude traveling through.
O: Well...not off the top of my head. Atlanta's pretty big, though, so I'm sure you'll find whatever you need.
I start to walk away and give him a wave goodnight.
This is where it starts getting creepy.
RD: So what do you do?
O: Huh?
RD: For a job.
O: Oh. I'm a house painter.
Here, he kind of didn't say anything for about a second, and looked like he was thinking pretty hard. I'm thinking he's new to the area and needs a job.
RD: I think you're really attractive.
This is the point where I realized that this dude looked like a stereotypical child molester mug shot. White. Mid 30's. Bad skin. Bad clothes.
O: Wow. That's really flattering..thank you. *start tip toeing away*
RD: Those jeans are really nice.
O: Thanks. They're Gap jeans *inches further away*
O: I have to go
RD: Do you work out?
O: Yes. I do.
RD: You look like you do.
O: Thanks...I really have to go.
And this he said with almost desperation in his voice
RD: If I got on my knees and cried for you, would that help?
O: *Fucking freaked out* Um....nooo.....not....really. I have to go. *Walks away*
He follows after me and I'm starting to get pretty scared because this guy is bigger than I am, it's late, and the parking lot is about empty. I guess I know how women feel when guys are all leering at them and shit.
RD: Well...thanks for letting me chat with you.
O: Yup.
I got to my truck and almost died. I felt so utterly fucking gross.
Fucking christ man. Ew.
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Saturday, December 25th, 2004
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Oh my god what a merry x-mas it was this year.
DKNY Jeans shirt that is to die for.
Emanuel shirt that is a bit big, but I'm going to get it altered. Feels like sex to the touch.
Gap shirt, same deal. Why aren't all shirts fitted???
Aeropostale track jacket. Rad!
Gap zip up sweater that I'd been drooooling over.
External Hard drive. 250 gigs! Wow!
CANON S70! I finally have a camera again! 7.1 Megapixels!
MOTHERFUCKING GUCCI WALLET! WHOAAAAAAAAA!
Cannibal the Musical! Haven't seen it and can't wait.
My family really liked the gifts I gave them, which made me happy. It just sucked that I only had a cd to give my dad this morning since his other present I had to give to him early, or he was going to buy it himself.
One thing that kind of put a downer for me was that my parents gave each of us 500 dollars in envelopes. Now, I know that that's supposed to be a good thing, but the money wasn't from them. It was from my grandfather in Mexico who doesn't HAVE that kind of money to be giving away. I truly appreciate it though, even though it really means that he's kind of putting his last affairs in order. He's way old and I don't expect to see him again, which fucking blows. He is the most interesting of my grandparents, mostly because I never really got to know him, but the few talks that we had were incredibly interesting. He's been all over and seen it all.
Wow. I totally didn't mean for this to end like this, but yeah....
I hope everyone is having a merry x-mas. I'm spending it with my loved ones, for now at least, ha. Life Aquatic later, maybe? Maybe.
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Friday, December 17th, 2004
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So today was a big ball of fun.
I spent my morning at home, then decided to leave my house for the first time in 3 days. I'd been a bit sick the last few days, so I wasn't working. I just started driving without really anywhere to go, and ended up at Barnes & Noble. I read there for a while and ended up picking up Jon Stewarts' Naked Pictures of Famous People. I'm really excited to start reading it.
I had called Maria earlier to see what she was doing and she called me and said she was working at Video Heat, so I told her I'd come by and see her. I ended up spending like, 2 hours up there with her and it was sooo much fun. It was really funny sitting behind the counter and have people bring up like, 5 porn DVD's and rent them for 1 night only.
We watched One Night in China, with that old wrestler chick. It looks like she used to be a man! Her clit looks like a mini-penis. It's disgusting! Then she asked me to pick out a she-male porn. It took me forever to pick one out because I didn't want to grab one and then have Maria think that I thought they looked cute or whatever. Anyways, that shit was hilarious.
She got off work and we headed to her place and spent some quality time while making spaghetti. Watched almost 2 hours of mXc at their place.
Godamn I love that show.
Company x-mas party tomorrow. I'm kinda looking forward to that.
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Friday, December 10th, 2004
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I'm going on a week of going over invoices at work.
They never fucking end!
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Tuesday, December 7th, 2004
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I figure it's about time I update this thing.
What's been going on with me lately? Well, I've been working. A lot. I spend Monday through Saturday either at the office or out giving estimates. It's the slow season for painting, so I'm not giving out as many estimates as I was a few weeks ago, but I keep busy at the office doing random shit like invoices and whatnot. Sometimes though, it's completely dead and I just sit around and wish that I didn't have to be in the office and could go home and sleep.
I haven't been getting enough sleep. It's ridiculous, but I'm constantly exhausted. 2 days in the last 7, I've slept over 12 hours just cause I get home and eat and then crash.
I mean, I like my job. Don't get me wrong kids. I'm incredibly grateful for my position and the opportunity to even be here. It's just really taxing sometimes cause there's a lot of pressure to get jobs because if I'm not doing that, there isn't any work for the crews. It's also weird because I'm also in charge of supervising some of the crews, making sure they're doing a good job and all, and these guys are all older than I am. They treat me with respect and everything, but I'm sure that they still see me as "the boss's kid"
Aside from work, things are ok, I suppose. I really wish I had more time to hang out, and that some of my friends showed a bit more interest in keeping in touch. I do realize that everyone has school and work and everything, so I don't take it personally.
I just wish I wasn't in the cycle of work, go home and play video games then sleep five times a week, work Saturday and hang out at $onny and Maria's place once a week and see the Woodstock crew every 2. I think this monotony in my life is making me a bit down.
Not to mention that things with one of my closests friends are kind of weird right now. She's the one person I talk to the most and share everything with, but apparently I was using as her a substitute livejournal and all I do is criticize her decisions. I really don't agree with that statement, but I'll try to do better because I value our relationship greatly. It just sucks that when I talked to her today, I got a "Great to hear from you" and "Keep in touch" Those are things you say to someone you only want to hear from sporradically. Maybe I'm just over reacting.
I had a bunch of really fucked up dreams last night. One of them being that I went to visit Vanessa again, only this time, they wouldn't come pick me up at the airport. Vanessa asked me if I could meet her at her school and I was like "I guess, but I'll have to rent a car" and she said that would be fine because they were afraid that if they came to get me, her mom would get in another accident. In another one, I was Spiderman.
In other news, despite my better efforts, I'm still single. The whole "monotony cycle" isn't helping at all because I never meet anyone new. I mean, I meet customers just about every day, so they're new people, but not eligible new people. And when I do meet someone new, I do something to fuck it up. What? I don't know. My last attempt to have something with someone ended with a shitload of confusion and both of us just acting like friends now whenever we're in the same place.
I guess I'm too picky.
Well...I guess I should be getting back to work. Or not. I'm just done for now.
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Sunday, November 14th, 2004
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I just got in from West Virginia a couple of hours ago. I didn't really tell anyone that I was going, but I did and it was amazing.
There was an unfortunate event that led to my first 3 hours there being spent at the hospital *I'm ok, I wasn't even there when the accident happened*, and when I finally got to see Vanessa, it was amazing.
I really liked her family. Different as they are from mine, they made me feel just as welcome and comfortabe as if I were at home.
Friday night we spent the night at her house. We almost fell asleep on the couch together, but I thought it would be disrespectful to her parents to do that, so I moved my ass over to the computer room and slept on the floor. Saturday night we spent the night at her dorm though, and it was awesome to finally have her to myself.
I met her ex. We went over to his house and hung out for a little while, and I felt really silly that I felt jealous while we were there. I later told her that I felt really bad about it because I think I acted coldly towards him without meaning to. I'm lame.
We did spend the night alone at her dorm, which was awesome, and we spent most of the day today laying around and napping. I'm not going into detail, but I'll just say that being in my bed alone right now feels very lonely. I got used to cuddling!
I wonder whom I'll be spending all weekend cuddling with next? I've been pretty spoiled the last few weekends, ha.
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Sunday, November 7th, 2004
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I spent this weekend in Milledgeville with some amazing friends cuddling the whole time.
Jessica sandwich is my new favorite term.
We made our own shirts out of stencils and paint, and Sean put us all to shame with his craft skills.
Watched Alfie. Jude Law...*swoon* Haha.
How am I supposed to get to sleep without 3 other people pressed up against me? Laaame.
Shopping in Macon was amazing. The mall was no big deal, but the company and the bargains we found were great! I picked up a few new shirts, but no luck with jeans.
3 hour drive home was not good times.
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Tuesday, November 2nd, 2004
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Oh my god. My new job is so fucking tiring.
Driving around all day wears me out like nobody's business. And today was a super long day, too. I started at 8.30 and didn't get home till 12 hours later. We did a ton of estimates all around Alpharetta and Atlanta, and one in Roswell where the house was 5 million dollars. It took as an hour just to walk around inside and do the estimate!
At 7 or so, we had an exterior to do, but it was pitch black outside and, just our luck, raining hard as fuck. Luckily it was a small house and the homeowner had a powerful flashlight.
We went back to the office to total up some numbers and that took a long time too.
I guess I made up for my short day yesterday. I hope tomorrow isn't as long.
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Monday, November 1st, 2004
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I got my Ipod!
I'm the happiest boy alive.
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Saturday, October 30th, 2004
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Does anybody know anyone that wants to buy a 1999 MusicMan Stingray? It's got a few dings and nicks in the paint because I used to play it live a lot, but besides that, it's in great condition. Sounds amazing and it's beautiful. Black gloss body with birdseye maple neck.
I'm asking about 950.
I'm also selling an SWR Goliath Sr 6x10 cab. Let's say....600. It'd cost twice that new.
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Wednesday, October 27th, 2004
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In talking to Vanessa right now, I realized yet again, that I am the fucking luckiest kid that's ever lived.
I fucking love my family.
I love my new job.
I love my friends.
I love Vanessa. *she gets a special mention because...she just does*
I love getting a flat tire and not worrying about it because the company will pay for all new tires for me since I use it for work.
I love my body.
I fucking love my life right now.
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Thursday, October 21st, 2004
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Haven't touched this thing in a while, so I guess I should say a few things about what's going on.
I'm starting a new position at work tomorrow. I finally talked to my dad about wanting to give estimates, so I start training for it tomorrow. I've briefly talked about it before, and I've always talked about how nervous it makes me to think about all the pressure that is going to be on me to get jobs. If it works out, I'll be making a shit ton of money though, and I won't have to pay for gas/insurance/truck anymore. I hope I'm cut out for this.
There's someone I keep making plans with, but they keep blowing me off without even calling. This is someone I'd like to get to know better, but I'm wondering if it's even worth trying anymore.
I'm super stoked about the show tomorrow. I haven't danced in a while and I'm ready to get my groove on.
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Thursday, October 14th, 2004
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Oh my fucking god. I just got off the phone with T-Mobile. Apperently I went over 262 minutes last month and they're charging me 40 cents a minute.
I fucking owe them 90 dollars on TOP of the monthly charges for a grand total of 155 dollars. Coupled with the 90 dollars in charges from Bank of America, I'm out of 180 dollars that I could have used for ANYTHING I WANTED.
I'm so fucking pissed at myself. I need to be more responsible with my money.
Fucking christ. I hate cell phones.
At least they gave me 100 extra minutes to help against overages this month and a VIP customer credit thing that I'll get in a few months. Still fucking blows though.
155 fucking dollars! WHAT THE FUCK!
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It's not your fault and I'm not blaming you, so stop thinking I hate you!
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Tuesday, October 12th, 2004
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I motherfucking hate Bank Of America.
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Monday, October 11th, 2004
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Tons of fun was had at Dani's place.
I like that my friends feel like they can talk to me about their relationships, and actually apply what I have to say and it all works out.
Dramarama.
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