2002-07-30 18:22:56 ET|
yup, thats right. i may have gotten fired but i landed on my feet and got a new job, but it doesnt start until this monday.
my only concern is: over the following week, what should i do with myself? i'm passing time playing network games as usual... going to a noise show at pyramid, actually two... but more disturbingly, i've been hanging out with the punks outside andromeda (a tattoo shop outside 8th street) 2 of which are going to be my new roommates (yep, thats five people, one house, keepin it real in nyc_) im kind of concerned as to getting on each others nerves etc. but i see the punker boys as interesting house pets.. (no, really). my labret piercing fell out and i was sorry i slacked for 2 days in getting another because this piercer at andromeda named zion put it back in (oh god, it hurt, and it made a big noise when the skin repierced)>. i nearly cried . then i ate icey's on the stairs of the tatto shop... this is the most glorious week ever, i dont feel guilty because i *have* a job, yet i have NOTHING to do.
one of my roommates got all pissed off at the computers here for not working right... and i understand being frustrated etc. but i have a tendency not to freak about the small things... i'm actually kind of scared when people get angry, ive had bad things happen to me in the past and act all skittsy (especially when i hear vacuum cleaners dont ask why) and i hope that its just a mood swing or something... and im not gonna accidentally drink his beer and have my head cut off... because honestly we've only known these kids for 1 week.. which is a recipe for disaster... but ive never understood the mentality it takes to get upset about little things, like people getting your order wrong at mcdonalds, or keeping track of money... like when i'm at a restaurant and i tell them what i want, i dont seeit as an order, i see at as more of a "suggestion"... maybe i'm nonconfrontational to a fault but thats just in my nature.. im not sure what part of it is nature and what part is experience but all i know is i feel sick when i see people get angry... and i'm sick of always being the grown up in the bigger sense... sure its grown up to do things like keep track of money and be organized etc. but its not very grown up to freak out when things dont go exactly as planned and drive like a psychopath (my ex used to do that, so did my dad)
i need to grow some cahones (is that how you spell that?) enough to be able to tell people when theyre being ridiculous....