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i wish really bad things upon people who fuck with me. it’s a good thing everything i think doesn’t come true, even tho i’d really really LOVE to see some of it happen. i think bad things about people i consider my friends even, and then that would be bad. but certain people really just deserve to get what’s coming to them.

it’s a good thing i don’t have the vibes that fishy possesses. if you don’t remember, pam slapped me, the next day pam got into a car accident cuz fishy sent the vibes.

everyone at work has suddenly taken up chewing tobacco instead of smoking. i can’t think of anything more disgusting to watch than people chewing tobacco. everyone sits there and spits into cups. i’d rather see someone pick their ass and eat it than chew tobacco. seriously. i had no idea people still chewed…go fucking light one up, it’s less disgusting, and at least you’ll die of lung cancer before you have to have your lips/tongue/jaw cut off from cancer. what the fuck.

wrote a nice little complaint letter with my rent to the landlord about the parking situation. 2 extra cars in the lot tonight. and i’m pissed, so the letter is probably rude. esp the part “considering i pay to live here, and it’s obvious not all cars in the lot do, i deserve to have someplace to park” oh well. evict me. it’ll save me a bunch of cash.

 

apocalypse now apocalypse now. the world is ending. the sun is exploding. 2 solar events reaching earth in the same week. where are all the doomsday cults? why aren’t they commiting mass suicides?

got my fillings. my teeth don’t touch anymore. gonna have to call next week if it doesn’t fix itself. they’re not even real fillings. they’re like, sealant fillings, since i hardly had any cavities. one he couldn’t even find. i only got novacaine on one side. ug. hate novacaine. had full mouth xrays too. hate xrays.

i have an urge to drive out to the sanitarium tomorrow. we’ll see.

 

1. did you know breakfast cereal was invented at the dansville santiarium. it was. interesting.

2. this is hilarious: According to Ellen G. White’s warnings from 1862, phrenology was one of Satan’s most effective methods to destroy souls. “Her flirtation with phrenology seems to have begun during that first, critical visit to Dansville in 1864 when she took her two sons to Dr. Jackson for head readings and physical examinations. Only two years earlier she had denounced phrenology, along with psychology and mesmerism, as a tool of Satan. Although ‘good in their place,’ these sciences became in Satan’s hands ‘his most powerful agents to deceive and destroy souls.’ In the years following her contacts with Dansville, however, phrenological allusions began appearing frequently in her writings. During her husband’s extended illness, for instance, she complained that his ‘large and active’ bumps of ‘cautiousness, conscientiousness, and benevolence,’ all assets in time of health, were in sickness ‘painfully excitable, and a hindrance to his recovery.’ And in an 1869 testimony regarding a brother’s inordinate love of money, she attributed his problem to satanic excitation of ‘his organ of acquisitiveness.’

don’t know who ellen g. white is, but she was some sort of uber christian in the 1800s. but anything involving satan and phrenology is funny. oh, she was involved with the seventh day advent church.

i got off topic. back to finding the address of the sanitarium.

NOTE: The property known as Castle on the Hill is currently privately owned. The building has been secured, and the property is posted and patrolled. Trespassers will be prosecuted.

i wonder how true that is. i guess we’ll find out, cuz i’m 95% sure i’m gonna drive down there tomorrow.

 

i went to the really far target just so i could go to starbucks. *shame* what would tyler say?

there’s a new vampire chronicals book out. features lestat again finally. that’ll take presidence over charles dickens once i finish “the wastelands”.

new layout in the works. was never happy with this one to begin with. but dunno if it’ll get up tonight, i sorta lost steam. i don’t feel like screwing with the css.

every day i think of a new decorating theme…in addition to the carnival artifacts, i’d like lots of vintage carnival photos…not just traveling carnivals, but amusement parks in general. like coney island and stuff.

and i want this great big poster of the chrysler building

 

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nate is cursed with everyone telling him he looks like Doogie Howser. I never watched the show, so when i met nate, i never made the connection. He mentioned people say he looks like tim robbins, and i agreed with that.

i was watching vh1’s i love the 80s strikes back, and they started talking about Doogie Howser. GODDAMN nate is his twin. i dated doogie howser. (but nate’s a tiny bit cuter…but doogie now is what nate is gonna look like in 10 years haha)

the end.

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i’ve had it with the parking situation. not only is there no where for me to park tonight, but sex toy girl had no where to park either, so she is in front of the garbage cans, and i’m next to her. good luck to the rest of the residents who need to get out of the lot in the morning. i forgot to put a note in my newspaper box to tell whoever to quit stealing my newspaper. it’s raining out. and it’s dark. not going outside to do it now, cuz there are giant puddles in front of the mailboxes.

 

i need to find out what song i just heard on the radio was. at first i thought it was new tea party. sounded like jeff martin, sounded like tea party type guitars. but toward the end it sounded more like everlast and i thought maybe it was that band eric mentioned on his blog. the only lyrics i recall are “hey you” alot, and “something’s hiding/living under my bed, it talks/speaks to me”. of course, i have no idea what DJ is on air right now, cuz they don’t list the weekend jocks on the edge’s site, so i can’t email them and ask either. ug.

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tony got contacts. he looks so cute haha. older, finally. he said he needs to come over some night this week, dunno why.

we get to dress up for halloween at work. so now i need to go see if i can make my macphisto outfit in one weeks time…ug. could have given us a little more notice. we can’t wear masks or tons of face paint that makes us unrecognizable. not a problem. i’ll probably go thrifting tomorrow, see if there’s a cheap suit that fits me that i can spray paint and glitterize…and party city..might just settle for some cheap ass costume. i never did find myself a flapper dress on ebay, blah.

i forgot daylight savings is tomorrow…i had asked russell if i could go with whoever when they change the clocks in the tower, but i think…other things…distracted him. that’s ok. but it sucks…i get to work 9 hours tomorrow, cuz of the time change. swing shift only had to work 7 in the spring, and grave had to work 9…now it switches and we get screwed this time. i think i’ll sign the list to go home early, so i don’t have to work 9 hours hahah. we had a kickass tip rate last week, but this week is gonna go down again. blah.

sunday morning when i left work, i told a woman i was going to chicago in 7 hours, she’s like where? darien lake? i’m like um….like…illinois. she thought i was talking about seeing the band LOL

 

screw macphisto, i have the best costume ever!

went out to party city to take a look at the prefab costumes. i tried on some generic vampiress costume. turned out it was a teen costume, but supposed to fit up to size 9. it was this short black skirt with black netting around it and long in the back, and this rocking red velvet laceup shirt. except it didn’t fit. um..hello..i have no boobs and there was no way this shirt was gonna fit me. it was so kickass tho, i’d totally wear it for concerts and stuff. ug.

from there, went to the mall. when did parents start taking their kids trick or treating in the mall? how sad. the mall was full of kids dressed up in costumes going from store to store trick or treating. never, EVER, ever will i take my kids trick or treating at a mall. went to spencers hoping they’d have that costume in the adult size, nope, just teen still. i almost bought a white vinyl nurses dress at hot topic, but it was a bit too short, esp if i was on roulette for the night…bending over in an ass skirt, not a good idea. might get me more tips tho.

but i have THE best costume now. it’s a secret. but it’s great, and hilarious, and just fantastic. and it cost my mom all of 5 dollars at goodwill haha.

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i had a dream i volunteered to scrub the floor of the terminal. ROFLMAO in the dream i used my mcds “hi-lo” skills to scrub the hell out of one corner of the floor, just to prove that it would make the floor look nicer.

and i dreamed about doing homework. some kind of math homework that involved adding/subtracting exponents. i don’t remember how to do that.

i gotta go pay my insurance fee for my dark room, and then i have nothing to do til work at 9. maybe today i’ll do webwork.

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the chicago trip – october 19 and 20, 2003

I slept for 2 hours before getting up to get ready to leave for Baltimore. Adr took me to the airport, which was pretty much uneventful. I beeped through the metal detectors as always. I was flying Southwest, and they are…different. They said they are even more different in Buffalo than any other city. They said whoever had the oldest penny in their wallet could preboard. And what do you know, I had the oldest penny – 1944. haha So I got to preboard with the people in wheel chairs and with little kids. I rock!

Leighanne met me at my gate in BWI and we went over to our gate for the Chicago leg of the trip. Since she’s a gimp with the walking cast still, we got to preboard for that one too . We rock!

Upon arriving at Midway we caught a cab to my aunt’s apartment on the lake shore. The doorman gave us a note to meet her at the Barnes and Noble down the street at 4…our plane arrived at noon. My aunt was driving down from Wisconsin whenever she could get rid of her bed and breakfast guests. After calling her for an ETA we walked to a few shops down the street, stopped at a bakery for some food, and back to the apartment. The shops…are insane. Insanely expensive. And I know, it’s Chicago, it’s a huge city, I know I know I know, but STILL…who needs to spend 3000$ on a pair of shoes from Prada, which are boring as hell and can be bought at target. Went into other smaller boutiques, that aren’t super designer, expecting lower prices – nope. 200$ for a pair of pants I own, that I paid 60$ for at express (which killed me). Insane. So back at the apartment we decided to put Operation Clock into effect – the whole reason we went to Chicago – instead of waiting around for my aunt to show up. So we cabbed it out to Architectural Artifacts. It’s an architectural salvage place like Buffalo’s Horsefeathers, and also the home of our long lost Central Terminal concourse clock….

and now i have to password post this, cuz it’s still semi secret. email me for the log in info.

So we finished our photographing, and looked around the rest of the store, because we were waiting for my aunt to show up there. I came across my newest interior design theme I want to do… carnival artifacts…old freak show canvas paintings, etc. He had a whole crap load of these big carnival posters, SO GREAT omg. Leighanne is going to paint them all for me when we get our studio. There was so much great stuff in the store.

We eventually were tired of waiting, called my aunt back to tell her we were going to leave.

So we took the cab over to Uncle Fun’s one of the best stores on earth. A little store filled with all kinds of crap…toys mostly, but just…insane. I got my freud action figure there. Called my aunt again, who had gone to Architectural Artifacts anyway, and she came down and picked us up at Uncle Fun’s. From there we drove around to find dinner, and ended up at a biker bar called the Twisted Spoke. Drove around after that, I guess trying to figure out what to do, but basically hoping we didn’t die in a firey automobile accident. Ug.. my aunt driving…Anyway. Ended up at Margie’s Candies for really great ice cream.

Then we went to the drag show. The Baton has one of the best drag shows in the city (I guess) so we decided to check it out. Having only slept 2 hours, I insisted on the 8:30 show instead of the 10:30 show. It was great. I wanted to take photos, but no cameras allowed. boo. But yeah. It’s sad when men are prettier than me. But fake boobs and hair will do that to…people.

I think after that we headed back to the apartment, walked to the drug store, then back to the apartment for bed.

The next day we were going to check out this other Architectural place, actually Chicago’s #1 artifact place (tho the other one I thought was way better), a poster store my aunt wanted to go to, Wrigley Field, and the Bohemian cemetery. We did all that except the poster store, and we did some more walking around on Michigan Ave to some stores. My aunt didn’t seem to realize that gimps don’t want to have to walk around that much. Leighanne ended up asking to take a cab back to the apartment and car after the shopping. So we went out to Wrigleyville and had lunch, went to the Billy Goat, and another sports store so Leighanne could buy Cubs crap for her brother. Forced my aunt to take us to the cemetery (she’s so not into that – she actually left us there and went to the mall). Hit the architectural place, and headed out to Midway again for the flight home. Stopped at a starbucks for a while, because we had tons of time, but then went to the airport where we sat there for 4 hours waiting for our flight – we were still early…plus i never changed the time on my watch, so I was thinking it was one time, and it was an hour earlier, which made it depressing towards the end when I was really tired of sitting there hahaha. Preboarded again, yay. The flight was pretty sparse anyway.

Arrived at BWI and had to catch the shuttle to satelite parking, where Leighanne parked in section U2 completely not on purpose. We get dropped off in that section and she stops to take a photo of the sign. We go to the car, and we have no keys. She’s like, where are my keys. She had them on the bus, they’re friggen huge, how do you lose them? A bit of panic ensued, because who knew how long it would take to walk all the way across the state to the other side of the parking lot, to tell someone they were left on the bus, and have that bus drive all the hell out there again so we could get the keys. THANKFULLY she had put them down on the pavement in the other aisle when she took the picture. Drove to her house, met her brother and dog, and headed to bed.

Woke up early to go to the airport on Leighanne’s way to work. Sat at the airport waiting for my flight, trying not to fall asleep. Right before boarding, this guy sitting next to me started talking to me. He was in his 40s probably, home visiting his father in East Aurora, where he grew up. We were talking about whatever, I mentioned I work at the casino, blahblahblah whatever. Fly home, get off the plane. While walking through the airport he caught up with me and made a comment about the oh so friendly and welcoming Buffalo weather. So we’re leaving the security enforced area, and he askes me if he can buy me lunch sometime so he can learn the gambling secrets. I’m like OH THERE’S MY RIDE cuz thankfully adr was walking up. WHAT IS WITH OLD MEN ASKING ME OUT?! Seriously!!!!! I keep getting more comments that I look 30 years old… is that it? Do these old men think I’m 30, and therefore in their age range, or them in my age range?! I DON’T GET IT BUT MAKE IT STOP. Unless, of course, it’s trent reznor or someone.

Forced myself to go to photo class so I could develop my 2 black and white rolls that were finished, while my color rolls got done at rite aid. Called into work because I’m beyond tired, and have way too much to do.

I think I’m forgetting tons of little things I wanted to mention. Too tired, oh well. I’m sorta irritated about the Monday events…when intially planning for this, I told my aunt we wanted to check out the Manteno State Hospital. Looking at the map it was like, 60 miles away, but she said with Chicago traffic, it was a 3 hour one way drive, and we’d never be able to make it out there and back to catch our flight. Well we so totally could have, we were friggen up at 8am Monday…3 hours there, a few hours to urbex the place, and 3 hours to Midway…would have been no problem. So I’m annoyed. What my aunt thinks is fun, and what I think is fun are two completely different things, but it’s like…I don’t want to tag along with you while you go to your favourite Chicago spots…you can come here any time you want. I’m here once a year, if that, and I want to do certain things. Even if you don’t like them, I’d think you could be semi accomodating to them…As I would be to guests coming into Buffalo. But whatever.

It was a good trip. And seriously……holy shit. hahah. Unfriggenbelievable.

Leighanne commented that my chicago purchases post was reminiscent of a mastercard commercial, which i thought too, when i wrote it. so i decided to go all out with that theme:
flight to Chicago – $180
cab ride to the architectural warehouse – $20
coming home with a $40,000 clock for free – priceless

 

Chicago Pictures

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yes i will post about chicago but i can’t until some time after 1pm tomorrow.

but until then, this is what i bought in chicago
1 sigmund freud action figure
1 pack of cyndi lauper trading cards
1 pack of duran duran trading cards
1 pack of true crime trading cards
1 pack of 21 jump street trading cards to give to john
1 duran duran 1984 calendar poster
1 Ditka t-shirt
1 little bowie pin
2 cubs shot glasses for jenn and tom as requested
1 on sale photography instruction book
1 $40,000 clock

until tomorrow…

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today went as expected. went out to corpus christi. unfortunately, the weather was grey and gloomy, so i didn’t like the lighting inside the church. only took a few pics because of it. ran into brian and james on the way out – them just coming from the terminal, and us headed there. went over there, hung out with the board members and volunteers. they had a good turn out it seems. got myself a free hot dog for dinner. came back home to chill and go to work. went real early so i could sign the list to get out early. then things were way screwed up because there were lots of call ins, and they didn’t have enough dealers. we were working hour-twenties (hour twenty on, twenty min break) instead of the normal hour on, 20 min break. sucked, especially when the bosses don’t tell you, and you’re standing there in pain wondering when you’ll get to sit down….wasn’t expecting to get out early because of it, but i got tapped out at quarter after two. i was like holy shit, i’m outtie! i’m gonna try to catch a few hours of sleep now, then it’s off to chicago

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open doors today. heading out to corpus christi with film this time, then the terminal to “drop off” adr. not going to stay long, i’m really tired. not looking forward to the lack of sleep i’m going to get this weekend. dreading it actually. thinking i might try to sleep tonight afterall, but we’ll see. i don’t think it’s going to work if i go to bed when i get home from work.

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