Author Archives: Elegant

well all my shit (everything i can think of) is in the apartment and i’ve been staying there. home to use the comp since i won’t have net til thursday. and that’s questionable cuz i don’t know how all that works, and we only have one cable outlet atm…so eric is gonna look at it tonight when he comes to hook up my scanner.

but yeah…the big move is over. jenn and jeff helped out on sunday, got all my furnture over. just need my file cabinet, and some random crap here and there that i keep remembering. went grocery shopping today, so now i have more than yogurt and vodka in the fridge. went to walmart…haha niagara falls…gotta love NF residents. they amuse the hell out of me. i always get kleptomaniacal impulses at walmart, particularly in the makeup section…i can’t justify the prices of makeup, and it’s just so easy to steal it. but i don’t steal it cuz i’m a good girl. bought a 4 pack of eyeshadow for 5 bucks cuz i wasn’t going to be happy unless i left the makeup section with something lol.

to sexyneck: i can still gaze at you all day… i do HAVE a comp, just not internet. and i think 100+ pictures can tide me over

there was other shit i was gonna say, but don’t remember. i got my radass zooropa tour pins that i impulse bought on ebay…and my vintage terminal postcard should arrive soon.

fab four on the prowl again. first time in a long while that everyone’s been home. danielle was at work when we left, waitressing, so we went to that bar and ended up having perfect timing – she was leaving in 5 more minutes. so we headed to wild wings to catch the end of the hockey finals game 2…nj won again, shutout again…blah. drank stuff, and went to dennys. we realized that with our apartment, we’ll be able to get drunk and walk to dennys LOL. that’s gonna be bad. but it was rad fun. wild wings had kareoke, so eric sang pearl jam’s “black” (i managed not to cry thanks)…and he rocked. that’s prolly the best eric kareoke i’ve gotten to hear. we caught up on everything…it was good. i think that after things get settled and people know where they’re going to be, it should be a weekly thing. thursday nights out.

yeah. got a bunch of stuff together to take to the apartment tomorrow when i go to get the keys. the futon, kitchen stuff, bathroom stuff, microwave. i took all my posters down, and all my pictures from the cork boards, bagged up all my picture frames. i have a feeling i’m just gonna be throwing shit in boxes/bags to take over. gonna just throw my clothes into my car. gonna take enough stuff to be able to live there til i’m able to take all my furniture over. hopefully the place has power still, but even if it doesn’t, i’m staying there this weekend. it has water, i can get candles, i have my cell phone…that’s enough.

i think its funny how my days and nights are so screwed up cuz of the shift i work. its 1:30 am and i’m like, wow its so early, what can i do for another 4 hours. hahah

 

so here’s the scoop…

phone is being turned on monday. internet being set up thursday. my online time until then will be sporadic this weekend, if at all. don’t know the status on how much i’ll get to move over there, etc etc etc. best way to contact me until i’m back online is through my cell phone. if you rate at all, and if i have your email address, i sent you my new contact info and mailing address. if for whatever reason i didn’t send it to you and you think you deserve to know, drop me an email.

gotta call the landlord now and see whats going on with the key exchange thing, so i can take my crap there.

 

ug i totally cannot deal with my parents. my mom just fucking takes over everything…we go to get the apartment keys, she goes on and on about how filthy it was, cleaned everything, telling us what we need, what we need to do, all this shit. it’s like i didn’t fucking ask for your help. so don’t get bitchy with me. then shes telling me not to get snotty. well drop the fucking attitude. then shes on the phone with darleen talking about how “horrible” the apartment is, and how filthy it was, and how we’re going to get robbed cuz we’re on the first floor, and how we shouldn’t have rushed into things, and all this fucking bullshit. i really fucking hate my parents. people don’t understand it but i do. i fucking hate them.

needless to say there’s pretty much no way i can stay there atm, didn’t get enough moved in, blahblahblah. so i will be back here for the weekend. i really need to get out by sunday tho. gotta see if jenn and jeff will help with the furniture cuz they have a truck, on sunday…need out now.

postponed my date again, it just wasn’t going to happen today. parents have the apartment keys, i guess they’re gonna go back or whatever. fuck it i don’t care.

i’m tired. blah.

so i’m gonna see if adr and eric can come on my date with me LOL. when he calls to finalize plans, gonna blame it on adr’s birthday, and stuff. i just really don’t feel like going alone. i really don’t feel like dealing with my mom being bitchy about it.

john called this morning. don’t know why. he left a message, no phone number. jerk. lol.

i want to go back to bed. i got up at 2, but mom went in the shower. so i just wasted 40 min when i could have been doing stuff, cuz i can’t do anything til i’m clean. i want to do laundry and go through my clothes and crap, to move, but i’m still waiting for her to get out of the friggen bathroom. ug, so need to leave. i wish i could teleport everything to the apartment tomorrow all at once. this move is gonna take like 2 weeks, i can see it now…

adr freaked me out with her email. it said that New Orleans was great, and she met trent… of course i just stop reading there and i’m like  …then she says “but not trent reznor” lol. of course. *heart calms down* called her, but no ones home…

 

oh my mom….john calls again, she answers. i go downstairs after….
mom: who’s this guy calling you now
me: a guy from work
mom: he sounds older than you
me: he is
mom: how much older
me: alot
mom: *something i forget*
me: you’re surprised people actually like me
mom: i hope they don’t like you for the wrong reasons
me: i’m a whore
mom: i don’t know what you do when you leave the house
me: i charge
mom: *laughs*
me: i’m just trying to point out how ridiculous you sound
mom: *something else i forget, but still insinuating i’m a slut*
me: calm down he has a girlfriend
mom: that doesn’t matter. she might be fat and ugly
me: oh she’s not, shes about 5 foot tall, super small, cute as a friggen button
mom: that doesn’t matter. there are guys who will go after other girls anyway, cuz they’re dogs.

ROFL. omg. haha personally i like the part where i said i was a whore. i’m real happy my mom thinks i’m a whore too.

 

omg my mom. my date is postponed til tomorrow, yay. but my mom…
mom: who was that now
me: someone else for me
mom: omg in 2 days you get all these calls from men
me: oh my god, it’s the same people
mom: men aren’t people, men are animals. men who gamble are animals.

holy fucking shit. i need to get out of my house lol. wait til john calls back…

 

cleaning out my closet and getting rid of old clothes….
1. i found a bathing suit i last wore in pool class in middle school…that’s 10 years ago.
2. a lace tie so now i can be like avril lavigne
3. the black velvet dress i wore to the 8th grade christmas dance….and it still fits….and it’s nice and tight and i look hot in it.
4. blue gap sweater that EVERYONE had to have in middle school…that is still too big for me.
5. lots of ugly clothes, tshirts etc, from middle school era…how the hell did we like this stuff?
6. a blossom hat…like…the tv show, with joey lawrence…

and i still have a full closet…with another half a closets worth of clothes in the basement – more summery stuff – cuz i haven’t brought my laundry up in about a month haha….(i get dressed in the basement)

 

i need out of my house right fucking now. i’m totally moving tomorrow. taking as much shit as i can to get me through til i can get everything. i am not coming back to this house.

 

1. phone at the apartment is getting turned on on monday. fucking activation fee is 40$.
2. ordered cable internet from adelphia, but apparently they have to call me or something.
3. i’m assuming the electricity is still on from when we looked at the apt, will find out tomorrow. staying the night there anyway, even with no electricity.
4. need to go take apart the futon so i can take it over tomorrow, since there’s a very small chance i’ll get to take my bed yet.

going out with eric and adr, maybe danielle if i can get a hold of her. of course, the guy who’s taking me out called back again to say he finished his crap early if i still wanted to go out tonight.

i actually didn’t have an awful time on blackjack today. i got my confidence back, didn’t make any mistakes, had a decent time. so that’s good. jason wanted me to go to the bar tonight too, but that wasn’t happening. john is still on night shift til who knows when, he said he’d help me move. i should start doing some packing and stuff lol. gonna go through my clothes and see what i dont want anymore…yeah. sounds good.

 

went out with eric for a while. hadn’t seen him since february i think. hit the galleria and borders cuz he had a gift certificate, target then home. it was cool catching up.

home now to relax before work. i should really start this packing stuff haha.

i soooo fucking hate blackjack. if i’m on it again tomorrow i’m going to cry. i’m in so much pain right now it’s not even funny. and besides that, i was SUPPOSED to have the “early out” break, and leave at 20 to 4…so much for that, my relief skipped me or SOMETHING, cuz there it is, quarter to and i’m still on my table…so i was in for an hour and 20 min with no break, and didn’t get to leave early, and am in so much pain ug. hate blackjack.

now my stomach hurts and blah.

G (who is going to be my neighbor in the apartment) asked if i was going to the bar tomorrow night, cuz someone has taken a shining to me and wanted to know. yeah apparently this kid who has never said 2 words to me is interested in me. he sat across from me on break today, didn’t say a word…ooookkkk. yeah. ran into yet another NT grad who works at the casino too haha. 2 classes after mine, don’t know his name, but i knew he looked familiar and he was talking to me at work so i asked. yup, NT grad. we’re all winners!!!

i feel like at least one trent poster, macphisto and bowie all need homes in the new apartment. which goes against my/our planned decor. but i think i’m gonna have to arrange something so that they have homes…

i’m in such a u2 mood again it’s weird. the band at work did a bad cover of “Beautiful Day”…i found myself randomly having thoughts about u2 while i was dealing…i actually wanted to listen to all that you can’t leave behind  ….watched pop mart again, watched zoo tv…and of course this layout…

i need to go to bed. my pain pills need to kick in.

 

i was just looking through my site designs, and approximately this time 2 years ago i had my macphisto layout….strange.

so i have a date thursday with the guy i met at the casino. mom fucking flipped out. apparently when he called he told her he knows me from the casino. so she asks me what he does there, i said he doesn’t work there. *flies off the handle* what are you doing giving your number to strangers at the casino. those people probably think anyone working at a casino is easy, and blahblahblahblahblahblah *end*….then when my dad gets home she tells him “guess what sara did that could be really dangerous…” like what the fuck. i guess she forgot about the thing called dating, when you meet someone you might be interested in and exchange numbers to get to know each other more… oh wait, it’s probably just that he’s not nate.

haven’t told her he’s black yet either…that’ll be spectacular

so yeah, totally need to get out of my house. everything will be easier….except for eating healthy. that’ll be rough hahaha.

and speaking of nate, there is a new dealer at work who is eerily reminiscent of nate…different shaped head, but the face, definitely similar. i did like a quadruple take lol.

i was trying to find someone with wednesday off to switch with me, so i can go to toronto and risk getting sars to see lacuna coil again. but i can’t find anyone…blah. probably be for the better, cuz with my luck, i would get sars and start an epidemic in buffalo blahblahblah. but i really want to see them again. and i really want to see bowie again. i heard he’s working on new material but with no planned release date yet.

holyfuckingshit good news. fishy is a goddess and has gotten so into this project, that she’s actually called places…one called her back to tell her there will be open houses at the terminal AND the psych center august 9 and 10th. SO FUCKING THERE IT’S NOT EVEN FUNNY!!!!!!!!! and then the 11th is ozzfest. sooooooo excited!!!

new design will be up by the time i go to work at 6.

on our lil road trip fishy mentioned how u2s lyrics went down the drain on “all that you cant leave behind” and she is so totally right. i was reading through achtung and pop lyrics yesterday and it’s like…”bono you are so brilliant”…and then you get atyclb and it’s like…how boring and lame.

so anyway. got up at 2, work at 6, so i have 3 hrs for my hair to dry, better get in the shower now.

#1 i really love my job.
#2 i’m going to bed.

 

new layout on the way. i like this one, but i’m not feeling it. so maybe tomorrow, maybe when i get home from work tonight. we’ll see… not quite done yet, but not much more to go.

and oh yeah, fuck new jersey.

gotta find some dinner, and get ready for work.

#1. i love my job
#2. we got the apartment

i am soooooooooo exhausted. work was fantastic. keith hooked me up and got me on a roulette game. yay. of course my 2 big payouts all night i messed up, but it doesn’t matter. hahah. everyone said i did really well, and everyone kept coming over to see me hahaha. greg commented that i got a uniform that actually fit this time, and shows off how skinny i really am lol. i must have lost 10 lbs tonight, i was sweating my ass off. that rayon, polyester, whatever doesn’t breathe too well. so yeah…was on roulette most of the night, then they closed my game. got put on blackjack for 3 hands, closed that game….put on another blackjack for 10 hands or so, closed that game lol. was finally put on a blackjack game for the last hour of my shift. it was good. i didn’t fuck up or anything hahah. a very good night. yay. love my job.

did i mention i killed a bird en route to cleveland? yeah…hit it with my car.

and the good songs of u2’s pop are so fucking amazing it’s not even funny.

 

going to sign the lease on the apartment in a few, but….

melody fair is reopening this summer, with bands like chicago, david cassidy, pat benetar, weird al, george thorogood…but HELLA EXPENSIVE.

canal concert series is back too this summer…wednesdays, thursdays, fridays and saturdays…survivor, gin blossoms, spin doctors, joan jett…

and thursday in the square is going to have finger eleven and default june 26th…

and the buffalo harbor is having the tea party on july 26…

and the tonawandas are having a jazz festival…

friendship fest doesn’t have bands lined up yet…

who knew there’d be so much going on in the tonawandas this summer?!?! good thing i have thursdays off.

 

fishy and i are going to write a book. er well…mostly pictures, some text. i have to go to the buffalo library and start researching. and get some contact information and stuff. she’s calling harvard about some things. and we need to create waivers about us getting injured. anyone know what kind of stuff to include? lol i wish i had friends who were laywers.. OH WAIT DAVIN IS IN LAW SCHOOL! rad. hahah.

and we’re planning a road trip to philly/nj sometime before november. to eastern state penitentary, and asbury park. maybe centralia, pa. depending on time, maybe sharon springs ny too.

signed the lease. get the keys next week after he puts the locks on. i’ll let everyone know my new information when i get a phone and stuff haha.