I sit here, it's 2:30 in the morning, and I'm filling in on the night audit shift at my job, 'cause they fired the previous guy for coming in drunk. Overtime, baby! It's like 7 degrees out in Park City, and everyone is nestled safe and snug in their beds. I just read Somethingawful.com and browsed FARK and read about the lurid details of Michael Jacksons' pedophilia case on thesmokinggun.com. Damn, that guy is a turd. He was giving kids wine in coke cans and telling them it was 'Jesus juice', then he would jerk them off while surfing the net for porn.
"Thriller, thriller night!"
What a fucktard.
I need to make the schedule here at work for the next two weeks. I have some pull here now at my job, and it has created some angst from co-workers as I have been employed less that a month. Tough shit, losers! Pull your head out of your ass and maybe you will get promoted too. I have no shame. Thanks, Ann Raynd. I now have money, but I am just sitting on it until May or so. Then maybe a car, but who knows? You don't really need a car up here.
People say the hotel I work in is haunted, and I keep looking for ghosts, but I have yet to see any. I wouldn't mind being spooked by the undead, it would be fun, hell, I never did anything to them, and I would respect their space y'know? Maybe some chains rattling or some loud footsteps or a disembodied head floating down a hallway or something. That movie The Shining scared the shit out of me as a kid and I find myself looking behind me a little too often when walking the halls sometimes. I expect to see those to little girls standing there or something.
So Ryan is going to start playing shows with Jimmy Eat World tomorrow, I think. The JEW boys pull huge crowds or so I hear. Hey Ryan, I hope you get laid.
There are the biggest icesickles I have ever seen around town. Some are like fifteen-feet long and just ready to break off and impale themselves in someones cranium. That makes me think maybe I should wear a helmet like the retard I am. So I am pulling in TONS of overtime and monetarily that's good, but I have no time to do anything else. I am trying to finish a new EP for y'alls, and it's coming along, but I need a good two or three days off in a row to mash it out and that's not going to happen anytime soon. The Sundance film festival starts on the 20th and all these rich jackasses will be staying in town. I'm going to try to review films, but who knows if I will get in? One can only try. But I have to see the Strangers With Candy movie if nothing else.
People who have lived here for awhile say that this is the most snow they have seen in years. It's kinda cool when everyone gets their car stuck and the snow just keeps coming down and down. Well, cool if you grew up in Phoenix, I guess.
So I met this girl on the bus today and she asked ME out. She is a twenty-four year old blond haired Italian girl who moved here from Atlanta, Georgia 14 years ago and converted to mormonism four years ago and has seizures so she can't drive. Boy, I get the cream of the crop, eh? I dunno if I want to go out with her though. Yes, the handicapped part is alluring, as I would get to play the hero role just by default as I can drive and stuff, and I don't want to say she is stupid, but let's just say she's not the brightest bulb on the tree. It's kinda nice to have a conversation with a person who is significantly of lower IQ that yourself tho, but I'm sure it would get old. And it's kinda a small town so if things went badly, which looking at my track record is highly probable, I don't need a Mormon seizure-prone stalker hunting me down. The roads get icy up here and it's hard to run fast without falling.
But seeing as I'm a thirty year old male, my brain says, "Go for it, boy, get some!" And honestly, I'd fuck a snowman at this point. Wait- that sounds gay. I'd fuck a snowwoman.
So I haven't smoked dope in a good month and to tell you the truth, drinking is kinda pointless here to. All the beer is 3.2 (yes even imports) so I'd be better off setting up my own still out in the forest and brewing up some hooch. No herb, beer is worthless, cigarettes are expensive, that's why there are so many mormons, you become one by default, it's like a common law marriage in this environment. Oh well, all things must pass.
So I have to hammer out this schedule then maybe I'll eat a cup-o-soup. I have gotten my 10 year old girl cousin into They Might Be Giants, I converted her away from Usher, so I am doing something worthwhile up here. My other cousin, a thirteen year old girl, is in ski racing school and she and this other girl collided on the slope and the other girl got wrapped around a tree and they almost had to get a helicopter to carry her off the mountain. My cousin: fine. Life's kinda funny like that, one moment your in your hot pants doing thirty miles an hour down the side of a mountain on racing skis, the next thing you know your talking to Sonny Bono at the pearly gates.
Okay, food time. I will have more interesting things to tell you tomorrow, and I will try to get some links up, and of course music is coming down the pipe. Goodnight.