Finally!!

My fucking internet is back up.  I've been way too productive the past few days...at last, something to distract me!

blond toner

So today at work this guy came in asking for some semipermanent blond toner.  I was really the only one there who knew anything about what he was talking about, so I walked with him to show him where it is in the store.  I got this weird feeling from him, but I attributed it to me being incredibly stoned.  But, whatever, most guys probably feel weird coming into a beauty salon, I figured.  Then he started saying how much he liked my hair, and he even touched it at one point when talking about what color he wanted his hair.  "You have really nice hair," he said.  "Oh, thanks."  I know I have nice hair, silly, silly boy.  I wasn't exactly sure about the instructions for what he was getting since his hair was already bleached, but I tried to help him the best I could.  I hoped I wasn't telling him to do something that would make his hair fall out or fuck anything up, but I was pretty confident I wasn't.  There were a billion people in the store, he waited in line, I rung him up, and then he left.

A couple hours later, the store phone rings.  My coworker who answered the phone told me that someone I helped earlier was on the phone for me; I was silently hoping he didn't go home and follow my instructions and then all his hair fell out.  Of course, it was nothing like that.   "Hi, I'm Roberto, you helped me earlier, what's your name?"  So I told him, and then he was like "well I really think you're beautiful and I'd really like to get to know you better, maybe I can give you my number and we can go out and get a drink sometime."  Alright, I said.  It's not like I couldn't just take his number from him over the phone and then throw it away or something.  And plus, he went through the trouble of looking up the store number and calling back and asking for me.  On the phone he said something about really wanting to ask while he was there, but there were too many people and he was nervous or something.  Sometimes I feel like I have some stranger power of attraction that either attracts complete stalkers/weirdos, or just causes people to behave as such.  Or just that weird things happen to me pretty consistently.  That's just how my days normally go though...

home, at last

Today seemed like a long day, although I guess it wasn't that bad.  I had to be at work at quarter to 9 to open the store in the morning, and since I slept at A's last night (yes, there is definitely a correlation between the amount of time I spend over there and how often I post), I had him drop me off at my coworker's since we were opening together.  The manager and I were supposed to have an interview with some girl at 11, but she never showed up.  Bitch.  One of the registers broke, but then our other coworker brought In-N-Out, so that made things seem a little better.  The manager and I hung up some random pictures in the bathroom (one of our favorite things to do is take weird pictures when we're supposed to be working).  I left early to go to therapy, so that was cool, and then I took the bus home.  No one tried to sell me any weed today!  I guess that's good, I hate being bothered.  And of course I'm not going to buy some dumb weed off some dumb guy on the street.  Duh.  It's funny, I don't even look like a typical stoner.  Most of the time at least.  All this talking about weed is making me realize I haven't smoked all day...I should pack a bowl!  Yay.

My room is a fucking mess.  I need to clean it, but the idea of that is just so unappealing to me.

Okay, I'm going to try to motivate myself.  Perhaps I should offer myself a reward.  Any suggestions?

thursday

Today wasn't a bad day.  I was going to go to Express to get some new clothes, but instead I went to Orchard to buy some plants and soil.  When I got home, I got really high (maybe I should just say higher) and potted my new plants.  Yay!
 
Now I'm making rice-a-roni.  It smells so good.  I'm super hungry...

naked drugs!

I'm the naked one, not the drugs.  But I am doing drugs, naked.  Yay!  I love taking showers when I'm really high!
 
I know I've been mia lately...I have SO much to write about!  Among them, my birthday...sigh.  Another year older.  All of a sudden I feel so much older, being 24 instead of 23.  I mean, of course I'm the same from one day to the next, but really I am trying to be a little bit more responsible...a little bit.

Mary-Kate, is that powdered milk on your, um, nose?

New York Post Online Edition: gossip

Oh man, I totally shouldn't laugh or make fun, but this is just so easy...I hope I don't go to hell for this. Cocaine hell. Hmm, maybe that wouldn't be so bad actually...

"MARY-Kate Olsen ain't got milk. The troubled teen superstar signed on for the iconic 'milk-mustache' campaign with her sister Ashley in May, saying, 'We want to make sure our fans are healthy like us.' Following news that Mary-Kate has anorexia, the ads have now been canceled 'out of sensitivity for her situation,' according to milk marketeers the Milk Processor Education Program. Claims in the Star and National Enquirer that Mary-Kate is also battling cocaine addiction - which her reps vehemently deny - no doubt also detracted from the advisability of showing the girls with a white substance on their upper lips."


mmmm, "milk" (I got this picture from defamer)

who didn't predict this? ok, well, in a freaky kind of way?

Jeffrey Jones Sex Offender Bust - July 2, 2004

Sidenote (completely unrelated): next pet rat I get, her name will be Ferris. Awwwwww, how cuuuute.

You're being duped by the kooky right. And it sounds like great science fiction.

Anti-Moore Film Festival Planned

An anti-Moore film festival? Based in Texas? No way! Too bad we can't transplant the population of Berkeley for a few days to show them Texas folk what this is all about...talk about close minded.

hey, let's vote them into office

ExtraTV.com : Moore and Stern Take On Bush

[btw, I'm totally annoyed at blogger right now, it seems like I keep posting things, and then when it comes time to publish them, I get that dumb page that says the page can't be loaded, and then my whole entry is lost. What happened to any sense of stability? I'm mad that my entries keep getting lost...]

He's likely to become one of the most influential men in American politics -- and he's not even a politician. Michael Moore's scathing anti-Bush film, "Fahrenheit 9/11," has earned more than $60 million at the box office, and Time magazine made Moore this week's cover boy.

According to Time Senior Writer Richard Lacayo, Moore's movie could potentially cost Bush a second term in the White House. "Moore's been able to make this film very quickly and drop it right into the most potent moment in the election season," Lacayo insisted.

"Fahrenheit 9/11" paints the president as incompetent and uncovers Bush family connections to the powerful Bin Laden family. Meanwhile, the Bush camp has called Moore's film a "pack of lies." But in attempt to be fair, Moore set up a "Fahrenheit war room" to deal with the accusations of inaccuracies.

Moore has even employed former Clinton administration officials to deal with the media blitz. But it seems that the director has got a new best friend in his mission to remove Bush from office -- radio icon Howard Stern.

Stern has been on a daily radio rant against the Bush administration, saying he's been unfairly targeted by the FCC for indecency. So could a Stern/Moore team be enough to get the president out?

Lacayo told us it's amazing how much these two could sway the election by working together: "Taken together, Michael Moore and Howard Stern are both at the top of their industries: radio and film. They both have an enormous audience, and together, they'll be punching away until Election Day."

With four months until the election, there's still plenty of time for campaigning and plenty of time for America's newest power couple to make an impact. Meanwhile, Moore is already eying his next target; he will focus on HMOs and the healthcare system in his next documentary.