it’s very nice to meet you. my my aren’t you a looker? are you ready to go on a poorly organized adventure? if you get the munchies i have grapes and a stale onion bagel. i also only have 3 gallons left in my car so i might need to borrow several bucks so we can actually go somewhere. and sorry about the smell, i tried to figure out what it is but i have no idea where it’s coming from. ok ready? let’s make like a tree a get the fuck outta here!
i’m reblahging my very first post in honor of my 2000th post. thanks to all 78(wahwah) of you for actually reading the garbage i put on here. maybe somewhere in the next 2000 posts i’ll actually say something funny!
i never ask for favors, free things or special treatment. i don’t like doing it. i feel like i end up owing people in a way that can never be repaid and i don’t like to be in that position. a few years ago i dated the owner of a local rock venue and music promotion company. i never asked to get into shows for free or to get backstage or to meet any bands. i wasn’t dating him because of his job. hell, i didn’t know what he did when i started dating him, that wasn’t why i was interested. i liked him. we rarely talk anymore but i make sure to always have a short conversation with him when i end up at a show at his venue. but it’s not like we have a real friendship or anything these days.
but today i had to ask him to use his connections to do me a favor and now i feel so dirty and shameful. i’ve been trying to buy tickets all week to see my FAVORITE (not exaggerating AT ALL) band this saturday but ticketweb wasn’t processing my order over and over and over again. and now it appears to be sold out. dude i can’t NOT GO. it’s say anything! plus there’s a special edition album max bemis did that’s only on sale on tour! PLUS PLUS it’s my chance to show my crush how much he loves me! this is important on so many levels!
so here i am on all fours, emailing him and begging him to see if there’s any way he can still get me tickets. that i’d even be willing to pay double for. in all honesty i’d even be willing to suck his dick for. and i just hate myself. but i’m praying to god that he doesn’t just read it and see another girl he happened to have dated way back when thinking she can use him for tickets. i promise, i’m not that girl!
ugh, i’ve become that girl. i feel so disgusting. i need to shower.
i love you. the social network was incredible. you are a dialogue genius. i want to have all your babies and i would follow you off a cliff. can you please write the screenplays for every movie and tv show?
for the first time in a very long time i have a decent amount of money in my bank account (and not like $200 decent. which is normally a lot for me). this is huge. and it’s only halfway through the month, so it’s not like i have all this money because i’m about to write a check for a big chunk o’change to my landlord. it’s all mine! i can actually leave my automatic monthly transfer of $50 to my savings account in my savings account rather than frantically transferring it back 5 seconds after it happens so i don’t overdraft.
this is so new to me. i don’t know what to do about it. maybe i’ll be buying the red doc’s i want sooner than i thought! like tomorrow!