this is me trying to watch lecture videos for online summer class. shit sucks. i also got a haircut for the first time in like 5 months last friday.
my room is really messy and cluttered, it’s weird because i really wasn’t here all weekend, i was either working or downstairs. i basically only came here to sleep. i don’t know how it got so messy. but i don’t wanna clean it because i have a bunch of shit to do. even though having a fucked up room and an unmade bed gets me really antsy, i can’t concentrate. it feels small i guess. i’m also really sleepy.
i stole this shirt from matt. it’s kinda a girly to borrow/steal clothes from other dudes, but he never wears it. mine now.
my parents came into work last night and said i looked sloppy.
sometimes at night when i can’t sleep i wonder what they’d think if they knew about some of shit i did on a nightly basis. not saying i do a bunch of bad shit, or they’re too uptight, i just make a lot of bad choices on a consistent basis.
sometimes i care and sometimes i don’t.
just got back from poison girl, waiting for the new episode of girls to finish downloading. fun monday, i like going out right after work. i forget that i’m tired.
yuval goes back to israel on sunday, pretty bummed. idk who my drinking buddy is gonna be this summer, i’ll have no one to go to the bars with, and i’ll have no one to see m83 with.
going real hard for this week, going out every night. first day was a success, made some new frans. tomorrow should be good too, astros game! goodnight moon.
this is me real sad i’m not at fitz seeing mayer hawthorne with yuval tonight. but my last day of class/spring2012 semester is tomorrow, and i have a comm law and ethics test that i really need to study for. i already did the extra credit (which is supposed to be done over the entire semester) in one weekend, in which i’ve spent 25.32 hours of that weekend at work. i feel like i haven’t done anything this weekend, except work, and i should go to the concert, but i really need to study and do well on this test to make sure i get an A in that class. cause you know, i’m responsible and i ain’t gettin any younger and i’m running out of time to bring dat GPA up. but yeah, still pretty bummed. i also need to write a paper for extra credit for my media production class by 11:59pm by tomorrow, and i haven’t started. hopefully i can knock it out tonight too, because i go into work tomorrow…again. fuck.
on another note, a strange thing happened on saturday. i’ve dealt with and had a lot of weird tables throughout my server career, and most human interaction makes me uncomfortable, especially at work when i feel things are really contrived and not genuine. most of the time i feel like i’m reciting a script instead of actually talking to people, which in itself has it’s benefits because most people are fucking retarded.
the point is, i waited on these two gentleman on friday afternoon. it was their first time eating at the restaurant, and they were pretty nice. got in and got out. it was a younger, hispanic guy in business clothes, and an older man, prolly late mid to late 50s, also in business attire. i wouldn’t have known either of them were gay until i heard their conversation (actually the younger one you could have assumed, but still. i don’t really care either way, when i notice or pick up on gay vibes it’s fine, i don’t care. they were nice, it’s all that matters).
anyway, i worked again saturday morning, and the older one came back in and sat at the same table. he recognized me, i didn’t really think anything of it, he said he liked the place so much he came back and wanted to try more things, and he brought friends. slowly, his friends started showing up. they were on the patio, and i was caught up inside doing stuff for other tables, and i had another server go and check on them, because another member of their table just arrived. the other server came back and was like, “uh, when i went out there, they said, ‘where’d the cute one go?’ anyway the new guy wants a bud lite.” and i was like “…fuck”. not because it’s they’re gay or whatever, just because it’s weird. it’d been weird for me if it was 4 old ladies, or 4 fucking hot girls, or 4 dogs, it just made me really uncomfortable. anyway i had to bring the guy his bud lite, and the 3 other guys at the table were already a few glasses of wine in, and it just got weirder and weirder. the new guy was like “oh, this is the one?” and the first nice old guy had to explain that he called his friend to join them, and he had asked if we had any beer. the older man said, “i don’t know if they have beer, i’m drinking wine, but they have the cutest server in the world”, which prompted this new guy to get here within 10 minutes. and i’m just standing there like, “uh, thanks…can I get you guys anything else?” while i have 3 old gay dudes just staring at me. they kept making comments, and asked me to take a picture with them, and i didn’t know what to say. i just kinda kneeled down next to this old gay dude and his friend took our picture, it’s probably floating around the internet somewhere. i prolly shouldn’t have done it, cause it’s weird, and i felt like i was getting whored out, but it was whatever. they eventually left, the guy i took a picture with insisted he pay the table’s tab, which caused a lil gay uproar at the table. i just paid them out and had an awkward goodbye, and they left.
after i went back to the table and picked up the check, inside were three 20 dollar bills. 60 bucks was definitely worth taking a picture with some old gay dude. i guess i have a sugardaddy now, holla!
eric’s disappointed i’m wearing a v-neck, but i found it in the bottom of my drawer and figured why not. it’s really nice outside today.
earlier i officially declared my english minor. feeling accomplished and official but all i did was fill out a pink piece of paper.
last tv production class today at 5:30, gonna drive around and grab a drink before class (hopefully an alcoholic one…lil azn man at chevron on montrose i’m comin 4 u).
went to sleep at 3:30. woke up at 7. test for online class at 8:30-9:40. lecture at 10. breakfast was a bowl of golden puffs and many cups of coffee and many cigarettes. the raccoon eyes are the work of the past few days, coupled with last night’s nap. i need to shower. but i’m gonna sleep, it’s noon and i have class again at 2:30. happy thursday, i’ll happily get drunk as fuck tonight if i don’t die/sleep for the next 14 hours.
this is me from earlier today. it’s hard to say if i’m more tired in this picture, or right now. either way, you’re never too old to go back to your parents drunk as shit on a weekday. here’s to feeling 17 again.
