Passing Daze
Still nothing much happenning. I got my time off. It's okay. I need something to do, though. I need some purpose in life here. Since I'm not really doing anything all the days are just passing by so fast, soon I'm not even gonna know what day it is anymore. I hate that feeling. I called Target back and they said they would get back to me. Pssh. I give them one more day and then I call back again or start applying elsewhere. This is ridiculous. I'm sure I could make more money working somewhere else, but I thought the transferring route would be easier. Guess not.
The other night I was at my buddy's house and this girl came over at 3:30 in the morning. That's not the worst part...the worst part is that she was hammered and on coke--not good. She kept calling saying, "I'm coming over, I'm coming over." And he kept telling her no, but she just wouldn't listen. He was so pissed when she walked in the door. All she did all night was keep us up. "I wanna do something, I wanna talk." And he kept telling her to go to sleep. Then eventually, she thought he was a little pissed, when in reality he was ready to throw her out. So she kept saying she was gonna go to sleep then. But she didn't and kept keeping him up. Luckily, I was already out by this time. It turns out they argued until 6:30 in the morning and he just told her to get her shit together and he's taking her to her car. "Get the hell out!"
That's my exciting story of the week.
posted by ozguitar67 @ 2:45 PM
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1 Comments:
man, trashed and all coked up?? being ****faced is one thing...but coke? coke is a serious thing... however, this reminds me of the story i heard on vh1 of when boy george called the cops on himself when he was coked up... he claimed someone was trying to rob him...no one else was in the appartment and there were no signs of breaking in... but what the police did find were 18 bags of coke... that's messed up... how can you be like..."well the couch, that's mine...the computer, mine but the coke... .. ...not mine..." and seriously think someone will believe it... haha then again it turned out that he hired a male hustler who in turn demanded all his money, the alleged "burgler". someone said it best, "if you can't trust a male hustler all coked up...who can you trust?"
but anyways...yea coke...serious thing man...serious thing...i hear that stuff messes you up... not like other drugs don't >.<;; and not that i know much about drugs either, hahaha.
zach seriously needs to pull the plug on the connections with that chick...what good does she do him? that's right, nothing good. =o=;; she's got some serious problems...
in turn im glad to hear he gave her the boot at least for that night >o<
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