| Current mood: | thoughtful |
| Current music: | Vacant - Tapeworm |
i was a potential fan
It's been quite some time since I last updated this thing, so I thought it was about time I give you guys an update so to speak. I've been working at Blockbuster pretty steadily, and when not there, I've been with Jenn. I love her so much, it's almost ridiculous. Just each time I'm in her arms, I find this place, so far away from everything, just me... just her. Sometimes it's the only thing that gets me through. She is heaven.
Music is going. Music is not going. Music is... Matt and me have been jamming quite a bit over the last few days, just making a bunch of riffs to make a song out of, but since Parkin went to Vegas to see that whore named Kim, we didn't get to play...again. Gibbons started working on vocal lines for the song we had just recently finished. It's going to be sweet, cause he's going to go very experimental with his screams this time around. We've been analyzing so many different singers, with so many different screams, and I think we found the right direction for him. Why does Brandon look like the singer of As I Lay Dying?
I saw Skyler a few days ago at work which was cool since we don't hang out anymore. He was with Garren and Garren's girlfriend (I always forget her name). But we just sat and talked about music, Harry Potter and not too much else. We were going to hang out that night, but by the time it was 1:00 am, I just wanted to crash. The other guys want to hang out with as well, but I don't think he likes to. Oh well, maybe I'll see him some other day.
*fuck your god your lord your christ he did this took all you had and left you this way stood away never strayed never taste of the fruit and never thought to question why*
So it was 4th of July weekend, and my father came home. I knew from the moment he walked into the door, that something was wrong with him. I'm not sure what the hell is going on in his life, but he seriously was an ass the whole time he was here. He just had the empty, cold look on his face as he stammered from room to room attempting to "get things done". I kept my distance from him, since I feel really uncomfortable when he looks like that. Anywho, things were okay for the most part, but Sunday, something happened between him and my mom and they both just lost it. They were crying and screaming from within their room. I couldn't really tell what was going on, but my Dad came out of the room and I figured they were done.
So anywho, I head to the bathroom to wash my hair, and I have my head under the faucet when I hear two pounds on the door. So I turn off the water to go open the door, but by the time I look up, the door comes cracking open. My dad slams the door right open, still locked off course, cracking the door frame. I'm sitting on the edge of the tub, my hair still dripping and no shirt, and he just freaks out at me. Thankfully he wasn't physical with me, because frankly, I wouldn't have let him touch me, I'm big enough to take him down. But anywho, to make a long story short, me and my sister are the cause of our parents misery and my dad went back to Denver.
I am suppose to work midnight till like 4am tonight, but I really don't want to, so I think i'm going to call my boss and tell her I'm not coming. But here's the great news, Jenn doesn't work today, so we get to spend the day together *squeels*. I love her so much. Okay, that's all, time to stop this rambling.
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