| finally updated |
[Jul. 28th, 2006|11:42 pm] |
So i know its been a while since i last updated this fucking thing. So alot has happened since then. First of all i've been laid off from my job as a weld inspector yesterday. So im fucked as far as money goes. Luckily ive got my rent and cabel paid off until Sept.1 so im ok on that end of it.
For those of you that dont know yet, I got engaged to my girlfriend Ashley, and the wedding date is May 25, 2008. It's a sunday,but that monday is memorial day so everyone should have it off, and will be able to get hammered at the wedding. I've got my own place in Westie, over near the KFC on washington st. The fridge is always stocked with beer for those who want to drop by.
My 91' Blazer is still going strong, but it needs some cosmetic body work, but thats all.
I can't wait til' my 21st birthday in 2 weeks, so whoever wants to come out to the bar that night, feel free, i know its a tueday but suck it up and come out with me. Well thats about it. |
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| Its About Fucking Time! |
[May. 16th, 2005|06:28 pm] |
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| | Suffocate - Sevendust | ] |
Well today is my last day here at school, and you know what that means. No more LiveJournal entries until September, or until i get the wireless web at home. However ive got some good news. I finally gave my two week notice the other day at the 99. I was really pissed off, and then on top of it all i got in the face with the door to the oven and it left this huge red burn mark on my cheek thats still there, and when that happened i just fucking lost it. I pulled the manager aside and told him. So im done with that shit hole on the 27th, then i got full time with Tex's BBQ again, thank god. After i got home from doing that on Friday, i came back here and started packing a little. Then on Saturday night, we all went to Sals place and got really shitfaced. I have never seen Sal so fucked up before, it was actually kinda funny. I don't really know what to do for the last night im gonna be here, but i gotta do something, because im not gonna be able to come down to visit here that much next year, because im gonna be all the way in East Bumfuck New Hampshire somewhere at Culinary school.
So yesterday i went to my father's house after work and i told him how i gave my notice at the 99, and he seemed cool with it, which was really surprising to me, because i thought he was gonna flip out. We also watched the sox game together, i think yesterday was the first time in a long long time, i was able to actually hang out with my father, and not have it be because one of my friends dying. Because the last time we actually hung out and just watched a game was when Steph died. Well i think that's it for me........See you all next September |
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| Shyour fucking face, Uncle Fucker |
[May. 9th, 2005|06:49 pm] |
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| | Welcome to the Machine - Pink Floyd | ] |
so yeah i was supposed to give my two week notice two weeks ago at the 99, but im such a pussy when it comes to quitting, because i fucking hate quitting. It always feels like ive failed if i quit a job, but i should know that each time that ive quit a job, ive moved on to bigger and better things, so why is it that i cant bring myself to give my tow week notice here. Maybe its because the person i have to give it to has been the nicest to me there, and he is the only i truly respect in that shit hole of a job. Or maybe its because my father stuck his neck out to get me this job, and i dont want to let him down. It has never been this hard for me to do something. FUCK. and every night that i work and i walk out at the end of my shift and i dont give my notice, i feel like such a fucking pussy.
Well on a brighter side im done with school in a few days and then summer break starts. This year summer is gonna last alot longer because i dont have to go to NH until September 26. So ive got like 3 extra weeks of vacation, how bad ass is that? I also sold my books back today, and i got a total of $3 for the 150 i spent on them at the beginning of this semester, God i love this school.
Another great thing, it was my brother's birthday the other day, and i forgot to call him and now i really cant because my cell phone got shut because i havent been able to afford to pay the bill in 2 months.
So im in debt by a couple of G's, i cant afford to pay any of my bills, i have 30dollars in the bank, and i just dropped outta college to go to culinary school. anh oh yeah, my car is a piece of shit, my friends keep dying, the celtics got knocked outta the playoffs, and the red sox lost game 2 of their double header last night, and for some reason, i'm actually happy, because i dont care anymore about all that other shit in life.....So my life is good |
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[May. 5th, 2005|08:51 pm] |
Will: So, when did you know, like, that she was the one for you?
Sean: October 21st, 1975.
Will: Jesus Christ. You know the fuckin' date?
Sean: Oh yeah. Cus' it was game six of the World Series. Biggest game in Red Sox history.
Will: Yeah, sure.
Sean: My friends and I had, you know, slept out on the sidewalk all night to get tickets.
Will: You got tickets?
Sean: Yep. Day of the game. I was sittin' in a bar, waitin' for the game to start, and in walks this girl. Oh it was an amazing game, though. You know, bottom of the 8th Carbo ties it up at a 6-6. It went to 12. Bottom of the 12th, in stepped Carlton Fisk. Old Pudge. Steps up to the plate, you know, and he's got that weird stance.
Will: Yeah, yeah.
Sean: And BAM! He clocks it. High fly ball down the left field line! Thirty-five thousand people, on their feet, yellin' at the ball, but that's not because of Fisk. He's wavin' at the ball like a madman.
Will: Yeah, I've seen...
Sean: He's going, "Get over! Get over! Get OVER!" And then it HITS the foul pole. OH, he goes apeshit, and 35,000 fans, you know, they charge the field, you know?
Will: Yeah, and he's fuckin' bowlin' police out of the way!
Sean: Goin', "God! Get out of the way! Get 'em away!" Banging people...
Will: I can't fuckin' believe you had tickets to that fuckin' game!
Sean: Yeah!
Will: Did you rush the field?
Sean: No, I didn't rush the fuckin' field, I wasn't there.
Will: What?
Sean: No - I was in a bar havin' a drink with my future wife.
Will: You missed Pudge Fisk's homerun?
Sean: Oh yeah.
Will: To have a fuckin' drink with some lady you never met?
Sean: Yeah, but you shoulda seen her. She was a stunner.
Will: I don't care if Helen of Troy walks in the room, that's game six!
Sean: Oh, Helen of Troy...
Will: Oh my God, and who are these fuckin' friends of yours they let you get away with that?
Sean: Oh... They had to.
Will: W-w-w-what'd you say to them?
Sean: I just slid my ticket across the table and I said, "Sorry guys, I gotta see about a girl."
Will: I gotta go see about a girl?
Sean: Yeah.
Will: That's what you said? And they let you get away with that?
Sean: Oh yeah. They saw in my eyes that I meant it.
Will: You're kiddin' me.
Sean: No, I'm not kiddin' you, Will. That's why I'm not talkin' right now about some girl I saw at a bar twenty years ago and how I always regretted not going over and talking to her. I don't regret the 18 years I was married to Nancy. I don't regret the six years I had to give up counseling when she got sick. And I don't regret the last years when she got really sick. And I sure as hell don't regret missin' the damn game. That's regret.
[pause]
Will: Wow... Woulda been nice to catch that game, though.
Sean: I didn't know Pudge was gonna hit a homer.
This is from Good Will Hunting.....i just got really bored and started looking up movie quotes |
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[May. 5th, 2005|08:50 pm] |
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Why shouldn't I work for the N.S.A.? That's a tough one, but I'll give it a shot. Say I'm working at N.S.A. Somebody puts a code on my desk, something nobody else can break. So I take a shot at it and maybe I break it. And I'm real happy with myself, 'cause I did my job well. But maybe that code was the location of some rebel army in North Africa or the Middle East. Once they have that location, they bomb the village where the rebels were hiding and fifteen hundred people I never had a problem with get killed. Now the politicians are sayin', "Send in the marines to secure the area" 'cause they don't give a shit. It won't be their kid over there, gettin' shot. Just like it wasn't them when their number was called, 'cause they were pullin' a tour in the National Guard. It'll be some guy from Southie takin' shrapnel in the ass. And he comes home to find that the plant he used to work at got exported to the country he just got back from. And the guy who put the shrapnel in his ass got his old job, 'cause he'll work for fifteen cents a day and no bathroom breaks. Meanwhile my buddy from Southie realizes the only reason he was over there was so we could install a government that would sell us oil at a good price. And of course the oil companies used the skirmish to scare up oil prices so they could turn a quick buck. A cute little ancillary benefit for them but it ain't helping my buddy at two-fifty a gallon. And naturally they're takin' their sweet time bringin' the oil back, and maybe even took the liberty of hiring an alcoholic skipper who likes to drink martinis and play slalom with the icebergs, and it ain't too long 'til he hits one, spills the oil and kills all the sea life in the North Atlantic. So my buddy's out of work and he can't afford to drive, so he's got to walk to the job interviews, which sucks 'cause the shrapnel in his ass is givin' him chronic hemorrhoids. And meanwhile he's starvin' 'cause every time he tries to get a bite to eat the only blue plate special they're servin' is North Atlantic scrod with Quaker State. So what do I think? I'm holdin' out for somethin' better. Why not just shoot my buddy, take his job and give it to his sworn enemy, hike up gas prices, bomb a village, club a baby seal, hit the hash pipe and join the National Guard? I could be elected president. |
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| I stole this from Tim |
[May. 5th, 2005|08:30 pm] |
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| | Nothing Else Matters - Metallica | ] |
Your Taste in Music:
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| 80's Rock: Highest Influence | | Classic Rock: Highest Influence | | Heavy Metal: Highest Influence | | 90's Alternative: Low Influence | | Alternative Rock: Low Influence | | Country: Low Influence | | Hair Bands: Low Influence | | Old School Hip Hop: Low Influence | | Progressive Rock: Low Influence |
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| im just gonna stop puttin up these subject things, cuz i can never think of wat to write in them |
[May. 5th, 2005|08:14 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | i feel like shit | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Suffocate - Sevendust | ] |
It seems lately that most of the time i update these things its because something bad happens. The bad thing that happened this time is that Cowboy's dad passed away. It seems to me that every year now two people die right around the same times as each other. Last year it was Saia then Steph, this year it was Stuff now Cowboys dad. Now throughout the rest of the year everything will go good, then around March or so thats when everything will go to shit again.
On a lighter side tho. I went to Amherst the other day with Johnny to see Velvet Revolver. It was unfuckingbelievable. They were awesome. It had to be one of the best shows i've ever been to. For one of thier encores they covered Mr. Brownstone, and Wish You Here. I was like 8 or 9 people from the stage. Slash came out at the beginning of thier set with a butt in his mouth, then he just spit it out right into the crowd. Hoobastank opened up for them, and i think they were the worst band i have ever seen live.
Tomm. im giving my notice at the 99, because i hate working with those stupid fucking brazilian guys. Im starting tex's fulltime in like a week, so i can finally get outta that hell hole. Well im off to watch the Celtics playoffs, and celebrate a few birthdays tonight. |
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| Yeah Hi |
[Apr. 26th, 2005|11:36 pm] |
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| | 10 Minutes to Midnight - Iron Maiden | ] |
So today i woke up around noonish and drove home because my fag brother is in from LA til tomm. morning, and since i dont get to talk to him that much i decided to go home and hang out with him today. When i got home i was informed that we were gonna go out to dinner with my father. We decided to go to the 99 in Walpole. Great decision seeingas i work at a 99 and i see that food so much, that i would wanna go eat there. While we were there my father was lil tipsy and was making dirty comments to the waitress, which was fucking hilarious and embarassing at the same time. From the 99 my brother Jay and I went out to my mom's house in Plainville so that i could pick up my groceries and a doctors note that would let go back to work because im fucking broker than a homeless person. From my moms house i dropped Jay off at his friends house in Roslindale, and said my goodbye. Then i came back here to Dartmouth, and wrote this update. |
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[Apr. 25th, 2005|02:17 pm] |
 | You scored as Kevin Millar. You are Kevin Millar! You are very friendly and free-spirited which makes you a cool person to be around. You have a lot of charisma and have the ability to ease any tensions and allow people to loosen up.
Kevin Millar | | 87% | Jason Varitek | | 83% | Curt Schilling | | 80% | Johnny Damon | | 73% | David Ortiz | | 60% | Manny Ramirez | | 57% | Theo Epstein | | 50% | Mark Bellhorn | | 47% | </td>
Which Red Sox Player Are You?
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| UMMMMMM. Yeah |
[Apr. 25th, 2005|12:20 am] |
 | You scored as Johnny Damon. You are Johnny Damon!! You are very down-to-earth and like to joke around a lot. This is apparent through your appearance. You are known for looking unkempt, perhaps even caveman-like, but everyone loves you for it. Oh yea... Johnny is my homeboy!
Johnny Damon | | 83% | Curt Schilling | | 83% | Kevin Millar | | 77% | Jason Varitek | | 67% | David Ortiz | | 63% | Manny Ramirez | | 63% | Theo Epstein | | 60% | Mark Bellhorn | | 40% | </td>
Which Red Sox Player Are You?
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| Softball |
[Apr. 19th, 2005|11:01 pm] |
Oh yeah....Oak Glen softball team sux! They're not gonna make it to the playoffs.
hahahahahahahaha |
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| Yo |
[Apr. 19th, 2005|10:58 pm] |
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| | VERY VERY BORED! | ] |
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| | Voodoo - Godsmack | ] |
So today was nothing special. I woke up and did nothing all day until i met up with everyone and we went down to the softball team's field, instead of the shitty ones we play on, and we played a few pick-up games down there. After that we went to dinner, and then i came back here. Im really fucking bored right now |
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| OK |
[Apr. 19th, 2005|12:47 am] |
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| | A little something political - 26 Beers | ] |
So since thursday, my ankle is looking alot better.....i actually played in our game today. I went 1 for 2, and switched from outfield to 1st base....i seem to be alot better there. We won today versus Elmwood. We won like 12 - 7 or something like that. We're now 5 - 1. we have 2 games left. Next we play Evergreen and Williow on the 25th, then we play Maple Ridge on the 28th. We are definitely making playoffs (knock on wood).
Also, on Sunday a bunch of us went to Revere to the Powerman 5000 show, bcuz 26 Beers was playing before them. So we get there and Booley informs un that he is leaving the band. Also we find out that Powerman isnt goin to go on until like 1am. So after 26 Beers finishes their set, we left. We went to KFC for lunch, then went home. From home i went to the movies with the Tompkins to see Fever Pitch. It was decent movie, but they could've ended it better. From there we stopped at JP Licks on the way back, then we went home. From home again i went to my buddy John's place where Cowboy already was. Shortly after i got there Marie showed up as well. And we popped in Oceans 12. After the movie i finally went home for the night.
This morning i woke up to a massive amount of phone calls at like 9am. Seriously, my grandparents need to stop allowing people to call the house that early. Then i came back here. I also called the 99 to see when i was supposed to work next, and i was informed that i needed a doctors not to work again. So, i needed a doctors note to not work, and now i need one to work again. Fuck that. I'm quitting there in a few weeks anyways.
Well i think thats it for now, so FUCK OFF til next time |
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| God Damn it! |
[Apr. 15th, 2005|02:14 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  in pain cuz of my ankle | ] |
| [ | music |
| | The Shortest Straw - Metallica | ] |
So yesterday was fun. I was at the Dell field to play our 5th softball game of the season. When during warm ups i was running in the outfield, and hit hole and went down. My ankle rolled and i heard a pop. I spent 3 1/2 hrs. in the emergency room for them to tell me it wasnt broken. So im on crutches for a week or so. The great thing about this is, that i dont have to work this weekend, which means i can go to the Powerman 5000 show on sunday.
Also on wed, i went home to visit steph's grave and when Tina, Steph, and me got there her mom was there, and we talked. One of the first things she said to me was to cut my hair. So last night i shaved my head. Thats about all for now |
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| Almost a Year |
[Apr. 4th, 2005|01:28 am] |
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| |  I'm goin to bed so FUCK OFF! | ] |
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| | Thunderstruck - AC/DC | ] |
In two short days it will be the one year anniversary of Saia's death. I dont know wat to think about that, but also in 9 days it will be the one year anniversary of Steph's Death. I forgot how crumy April is. I wish it didnt exist anymore. Ever since Friday, i've been thinking about last year non-stop. I have already decided to take off the 13th to go home and visit Step'h grave. I'm gonna go by myself this time, I figure it is better that way, cuz theres shit i would like to say to her. I'll probably bring Tina there afterwards or something, fuck i dunno.
On a lighter note tho, they day before that Me and CAT are gonna head into my mom's work at St. Elizabeth's for some even with Curt Schiling. We get to met him and talk to him and all that cool stuff. I also bought tickets to the 26 Beers show with Powerman 5000 at Club Lido in Revere on April 17. Tickets are only $15, so dont be cheap. Oh yeah.....I got accepted to Culinary school so now everything is definite for next year.....I'm actually going to move to NH. I cant believe.
The funny thing is everyone in my family is questioning my decision to go to Culinary School. What they dont realize is that its really the only thing that im good at and enjoy doing other than jerking off and playing hockey. Oh well.
TUESDAY: pINE dALE vS. o.G. INTRAMURAL SOFTBALL: wE'rE GoNNa wALk aLL oVeR yOu! |
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| Im outta here |
[Mar. 31st, 2005|04:26 pm] |
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So today i woke up and drove home to Boston to pick up my glove for my softball game tomm. On the way home i got a phone call from Atlantic Culinary Academy, for my interview with them, and they said i was accepted. So all i have to figure out is the financial aid shit for it, and im all set. So im moving to NH. AINT IT GRAND? |
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| Shit going good |
[Mar. 31st, 2005|12:30 am] |
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| |  FUCKING ELATED! | ] |
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| | We Didnt Start the Fire - Billy Joel | ] |
So it is definite now.....im not coming back to UMD. I have an interview with Atlantic Culinary Academy tomm. at 1pm over the phone. Also today i dl itunes and i have to say that it is the best music program around. Especially with mytunes attached to it. Mytunes allows you to dl other peoples music who are on the same network as you. So within an hour or so i dl over 200 songs.
I also started going to the gym regularly, and i actually feel alot better now. I have decided to put all this death shit behind me, and finally start pulling my life together, you know the way it used to be. On Friday i have my first softball game for intramurals. I'm playing for Pine Dale (which is my building for those who didnt know). It should be a good season. Ill be home tomm....well actually today......to get my glove for our first game on Friday. Well i think thats it for now.....SO FUCK OFF |
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| (no subject) |
[Mar. 21st, 2005|07:15 pm] |
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YOU KNOW WHAT: FUCK GOD.....HE HASN'T DONE ANYTHING FOR ME |
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