This is my story about Danielle.

On my birthday, July 16th, i was supposed to go over to Michelles house. I had just gotten out of the shower and I looked at my phone and I saw that I had a voicemail and the amazing Jennifer Faulkner had just called me. I listened to the message and she sounded upset and said that she needed me to call her back as soon as I got the message. I do as im told, so I called her and she told me that Michelles dog Lucy had just died in her arms on the way to the vet. I LOVED Lucy, and I was kinda upset for the rest of the day. Earlier that day I told Danielle that I was going over to Michelles house but I didnt know what we were doing so she told me to stop by if I could. After this happened I decided that I wasnt going to go anywhere because I would just be bummed and brain dead. Around 7 when Danielle got home from work I got a text message from her that said "Hey, i know its your birthday and youre probably having fun, but if you could stop by i would really like that." Of course I knew that it was an "im depressed and need to talk to somebody" message so I ignored it for a while. Then I texted her back and told her the circumstances and that I wasnt going anywhere and she replied "Oh Im sorry. i wish i could do more for you but its hard when i want to die myself." That was just a really stupid thing to say to me since I had been upset all day and it was pretty much the end of the line of her crap i was willing to deal with. A couple days later we ended up talking on the phone and I told her "Danielle, i think youre a really nice person and fun to be around when youre in a good mood, but i just cant deal with this anymore. After I told you what happened with Lucy the other day i would have never expected you to reply that way after I told you how upset i was about it. So, i just cant deal with it anymore and im sorry." and she says to me "Ok. Do yo want to hear something funny though before we get off the phone?" -- "sure" --- "Just a little while ago i was sitting here telling my dad that I want to kill myself and he said to me 'Danielle, why do you want to do that? Theres people that care about you and would be upset if you did that' 'Like who?' 'Like Matt' 'No he doesnt'" and then she says to me "So thanks for proving my point and making my decision easier."

I havent gotten a phone call from her dad saying shes dead so Im guessing she didnt do it. Shes depressed about her life and still wont get over her boyfriend that dumped her in December of 2007, and she does nothing to try to attempt to make herself or her life better.
I know the whole "thanks for proving my point and making my decision easier" thing is really messed up, but i dont care. I wouldnt feel responsible ONE BIT if she did.

And i know im sick in the head, because after we got off the phone, i went in the kitchen to make dinner, thought about our conversation, and laughed.

This and Showmars totally made my day.
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On Thursday my videography class went on a field trip to this place that sells video equiptment called Barbizon. We all met there instead of going to class.  I was driving along just down the road from Jennifers house and I looked at this building and I saw something behind the building.  I said to myself, "was that an elephant?"  Surely, I was trippin, but I turned around just to be sure.  So I turn around and come back and there was definitely a large plaster elephant standing behind the building. I told people in my class what happened. They think I smoke things.  Me and Michelle are going to go up there tomorrow. I cant wait.

I dont know how some people go to college and enjoy it. I want to break someones face right now.

 This morning when I was working, it was getting a little hot in the kitchen.  So, I go in the back to open the door to let some air in.  Now if you are working by yourself, and you go to open a door and you arent expecting anything to be on the other side of that door, anything would pretty much be scary.  I opened the door and there was this big scary black man standing RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME!  He had those scary, blood shot, yellow eyes and he was very big.  I think thats the closest I have come to crapping my pants because I was scared.  And I almost screamed in his face... which would have been bad because he was really nice.


** I forgot to mention he was our truck driver. Oops.  That was important.

 

To whoever broke into Pizza and More last night and stole our cash register....

Enjoy your ancient cash register. 

Livejournal worthy work day.

There is this one chick that comes in Pizza and More a lot.  She is the most ghetto, ignorant, rude, nasty piece of shit I have EVER seen in my whole life.  I knew from the second that I saw her walking through the door that it was going to be fun. I could just feel it.  Then I was in the back and after Autumn had to deal with her, she came back with "the look" on her face.  Since I was expecting it not to be pleasant, I told Autumn that I would take her food out to her. 

So, I go to tell them their food is read so they can come to the counter and pay for it.  By the way, they only ordered a 16" pizza.  Well,  I knew that she was going to tell me that she ordered something else because thats what she does EVERY FUCKING TIME SHE COMES IN THERE.  I rang her up for her pizza and shes says " Did you put the salad on there?"  (reminder, attitude behind everything she says) I showed her the ticket that showed she ordered just the pizza.  Well, her friend who was with her and wanted the salad started yelling across the dining room, "I told you to order me a salad."  At the time, we were out of salads, so I told her that it was going to be about 5 minutes if she wanted one.  She then says "Well go make it!"  I went to the back and said to Autumn, "can you put a salad together for her real quick."  I return to the counter and this is about how the  first part of the conversation went....

M (Me)  GB1 (Ghetto Bitch #1)  GB2 (Ghetto Bitch 2)

M--That will be $$ for the pizza and the salad
GB1-- I dont want the salad
M-- Ok, that will be $$ for the pizza
GB2-- NO, I WANT A SALAD!
GB1-- Dont give her a salad
GB2--No, I want my salad
M--The pizza will be $$.  Thanks.  $$ is your change.
GB1-- Did you put the salad on there
M-- No because you told me you didnt want it
GB1-- Yeah I do, Give me the salad.
M--(to GB2) If you want the salad, I will make one for you, but YOU have to come up here and pay for it. 
GB1-- Why cant I just get her salad?
GB2-- MAN JUST GIVE MY MY FUCKIN SALAD!!
GB1-- Go get my pizza!

I got the pizza

GB1-- Is gunna me the salad?
M-- NO!  You are NOT getting a salad.
GB1-- WHY NOT?
M--Because Im sick of this. Every freaking time you come in here, we have to put up with the same shit and the same attitude from you, So you just need to leave.
GB1--I think thats kinda rude that you just aint gunna get my salad cause you dont feel like makin it!  You Gay! You Gay!
M-- You just need to leave.
GB1-- You probably poisoned my pizza didnt you?
M--Yep, thats what we did?
GB2-- Did you really do somethin to my pizza?
M-- NO! Do you know how stupid that is? Im not going to do something to someones food.
GB1--You need to watch who you talkin to.
M-- You have 30 seconds to leave or Im calling the police.
GB2-- GO AHEAD! DO IT! IM SITTING IN HERE AND EATIN!
M--FINE! 

( I call the police )

M--(on the phone with the police) Hi, we need the police ______, we have some customers that are in here, being unruly, and they have been asked to leave and they wont. 

GB1-- WE AINT STEALIN NOTHIN! DONT TELL THEM WE STEALIN STUFF!
M-- (i tottally fucking lost it here)  I DIDNT SAY YOU WERE STEALING SHIT, I SAID THAT YOU WERE IN HERE BEING UNRULY AND YOU WONT LEAVE.  

So, at this point, I am SCREAMING at the top of my lungs at this bitch.  I know I said a whole lot of stuff after this, but all I can remember was that I was screaming. I know there were words coming out, but I couldnt tell you for the life of me what I was saying.  I also hear the lady on the phone saying,  "sir you need to calm down and tell me whats going on"  but I kept screaming at this chick so she hung up on me. Way to go CMPD, thats why my mom called and verbally kicked your ass!

I hung up the phone and was extra mad now, so I went out in the dining room and kept yelling at them to leave.  Finally, they start walking toward the door and I sarcastically said,  "You have a PLEASANT day!"  so GB1 had to 1-up me and say  "No, You have a BLESSED day!"  TOOO FUNNYYY!! Me and Jennifer laughed at that for a while.

The other great thing about this was that there was a few people in there.  One of the people was this old man that looked like Willie Nelson.  So during the middle of all this, right when I got off the phone and walked out into the dining room, this man comes up to me right while I was screaming at these girls, he takes off his cowboy hat and hands it to me and says,  "theres a bug on my back, can you swat it off?"  He was so nice and it was great.  I was literally in the middle of yelling a scentence when he asked me to get the wasp off of him.  It was kind like "YELLING YELLING YELLING YELLI- You have a bug on your back?  Oh wow.  There you go."  "Thank you."  "Youre welcome.  MORE YELLING."  It was great. You had to be there.

This kid is freaking Jesus

 

I love the "fall back" time change.  

Also, I am very disappointed in MADtv.  I think the new style sucks. 

Last night I fell asleep in bed listening to my iPod.  I woke up in the middle of the night because the cord from my headphones was wrapped around my neck strangling me.  I woke up, unwrapped the cord from my neck, and threw my headphones across the room. I am okay.

I was driving home today and I got a glance of a guy walking a pretty big dog, and then they disappeared behind some trees.  I drove around the corner and looked again and It was just a guy mowing his lawn.  Oh well. 

I was just walking through the living room and I was swinging my arms.  While I was doing so, my hands touched eachother and it felt weird, like I was touching someone else's hands.



That is all

We just got home from vaction a couple of hours ago.  On the drive back, our battery almost exploded in our van.  Thankfully it didnt, but it did flood the car with massive amounts of sulfuric gas.  I inhaled too much.  I feel like im going to throw up.... yeah....Im pretty sure I am.  I will elaborate later.

I never went to bed...

Le Sick