Well.
This weekend has been quite eventful. From the Lesbian burlesque show on Thursday to singing a little Frankie Sinatra on Friday at the Tudor to getting fired today from my stupid job at Globe market for not “fitting in�. This was the only job from which I ever got fired so the whole experience was kinda neat.
Oh well.
The job sucked anyway and now I have a real reason to go look for a new one. Tomorrow is another day and the job hunt begins anew.
Haiku:
Shitty job at Globe.
Stupid bosses. No respect
for them do I have.
Cheers,
Jonathan Michael Simon
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08/29/2004 22:38 #23251
I'm Free!08/25/2004 20:15 #23250
9It is way too hot today.
WWCAD?
Clay Aiken would probably turn invisible and then hop into a pool with some fine ladies.
I’ve been a naughty boy since I’ve been here…but hey someone’s gotta do it…
I have begun to have the most vivid dreams (me rollerblading down a darkened street with an angry mob chasing me…me yelling back at them: “The 90’s will come back and then we’ll see who’s laughing.�)
I believe that dreams are nonsensical mental pushups to keep one’s brain limber while one is asleep…but feel free to analyze…
Vaya con dios!
WWCAD?
Clay Aiken would probably turn invisible and then hop into a pool with some fine ladies.
I’ve been a naughty boy since I’ve been here…but hey someone’s gotta do it…
I have begun to have the most vivid dreams (me rollerblading down a darkened street with an angry mob chasing me…me yelling back at them: “The 90’s will come back and then we’ll see who’s laughing.�)
I believe that dreams are nonsensical mental pushups to keep one’s brain limber while one is asleep…but feel free to analyze…
Vaya con dios!
08/21/2004 14:35 #23249
Flash light. Neon light. Party Haiku:
reckless abandon.
imbibed too many Keystones.
passed out on my porch.
Morning After Haiku:
Bastard one above!
Shitty neighbor banging floor.
That is my ceiling.
Ok, congrats to all involved. The party was nice, people were chatting, schmoozing, mingling, chewing the fat and shooting the shit. Big ups to all the people I met and stuff.
No more blog, me leave house…me find foodstuffs…mmmmm, foodstuffs
reckless abandon.
imbibed too many Keystones.
passed out on my porch.
Morning After Haiku:
Bastard one above!
Shitty neighbor banging floor.
That is my ceiling.
Ok, congrats to all involved. The party was nice, people were chatting, schmoozing, mingling, chewing the fat and shooting the shit. Big ups to all the people I met and stuff.
No more blog, me leave house…me find foodstuffs…mmmmm, foodstuffs
08/19/2004 21:23 #23248
blawgWhen I told people that I was moving to Buffalo the reactions were a mix of shock and confusion. “Why Buffalo?� they all asked. Like little trained monkeys they asked, “Why not move to LA or NYC?� One after another, they said literally the same thing. It was then that my realization crystallized that Buffalo might be a perfect place to go simply because it’s not a hot destination for trendy fucks (pardon my French).
I know, I know, you say, “But Jon trendy, scenester fucks abound in Tuff Buff.� To this I would say perhaps but at least there isn’t an influx of trend seeking idiots who watch to many episodes of the Real World to understand the real world.
Long story short…
Buffalo Rocks.
I know, I know, you say, “But Jon trendy, scenester fucks abound in Tuff Buff.� To this I would say perhaps but at least there isn’t an influx of trend seeking idiots who watch to many episodes of the Real World to understand the real world.
Long story short…
Buffalo Rocks.
08/18/2004 16:27 #23247
yoJust moved here from wonderful whitebread Colorado. Need to go to the DMV. Excitement.
you may see me stripping and refinishing a dresser on elmwood...feel free to stop by or bring me sandwhiches or something
you may see me stripping and refinishing a dresser on elmwood...feel free to stop by or bring me sandwhiches or something