long, hard... day of work

Well, I just thought I'd stick my detestable digits in the blig for a quick update. I worked at a construction site today with a sheast porta-potty and a really cool toad whose home I had to take away. he was under an empty box, and it was my job to clean the place all day. I was with a guy my age named brian and we met the boss for lunch. arkron hooked me up with this work. the boss is his buddy, george dahl. I saw the logs that arkron had to cut and tell me stories about repeatedly. also, Libby (girl from craigslist) texted me today. I was happy to hear from her and told her how much I was working. overall, I'm tired!

not everything looks down

i've tried to handle this career change like an adult. the first thing I did was stop drinking and give the rest of my booze to richard. he can drink the cheap vodka and have fun because he's old and doesn't have to do anything productive. 2nd, I applied for unemployment. I might have to change supervisor names on the form, as I might have written sue swanson instead of wells. it should be an easy thing to fix and I'll check that tomorrow. I've applied to some places around here including the millhouse where my friend, jason works. he says they need a dishwasher, which could prop me up, pay me under the table while i look for something better. hopefully, I will recieve a last check from pgc. I'll ask shawn to tell them to mail it to me as I don't want messy confrontations. if I have to move back to my parent's place, so what? it's not like I haven't done it before. I want to avoid that if possible though. sunday I will go to my parent's for dinner and discuss what is to be done. it's not going to be easy, but it needs to be done. maybe we can put our heads together and control the damage. the whole idea here is to stay calm and try to handle things like adults. hopefully the unemployment thing doesn't throw a monkey wrench in the works.
I've also gotten a response from a girl on craigslist. she seems kindof wierd. probably a good match. she has one thing that I haven't found before on that site. she's human! not an auto-response come look at porn program or an endless "moving to rochester" emailer who sends the same message every time.
The person who has been most supportive of me is richard! arkron, my old neighbor! he says "this is a golden opportunity for you to get a good job" and "aim for the stars, you might just hit the sky, but that's better than hitting the floor!" I'm really happy he's my neighbor even if it's only for one more week before I move back in with my parents. having someone believe in you is priceless.
I called tj today because it's his birthday (wait, now it's yesterday!) he was overjoyed to even get a phone call from me. I told him happy birthday and have fun going out to eat.
the pgc weight was so heavy and now it's gone! I am free to look for a good job at a sane company and try to be good. one thing that I know is gone is the booze. that will weigh a man down to his grave if he carries it for too long.

boring saturday.

I was bored this morning, so I walked to walmart because I couldn't go to the liquor store yet. on the way home, I saw shawn and katie drive by and got a call from them to find out why the fuck I was walking at the corner of owen's road. no luck yet with the lettuce, but I saw this dead cat on my way down the road. I tried to get a picture of the old tower, but it was very muddy and wet around there and I was carrying my bag from walmart, so I didn't feel comfortable enough to get very close. the pic that I did take turned out shitty. I drove to the liquor store and burger king for lunch and when I got home, my neighbor arkron wanted me to check out his art. I obliged when I had finished eating and was rewarded with a beer. he beats the shit out of his guitar and likes to talk about how good shitty rock music is. I had a hard time not talking bad about what he likes, but he found it very easy to criticize michael angelo batio (shredmaster supreme), saying it was a carnival trick. this coming from the guy who can't play anything that you can recognize as a song. I mean it sounds like noise that you would hear from a 10 year old who just barely learned some cords. it's barely music. he knows his cords, but doesn't have any clue what rytyhm to play them in. oh well, all rock guys are the same. they love to talk shit about good guitar playing even though they suck. or maybe BECAUSE they suck!