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So today I finally finished painting my fuckin room! Of course now it smells of paint fumes and I'm hoping to sleep over at Nadia's cuz damn...

So who else can say they were on stage with Willy Nelson in front of thousands of people on the 4th of July? I was! It was 110 degrees during the day and I was carrying around a load of a backpack. That part sucked. But after Kinky left (he's quite a restless man), we sat on top of the RV drinking beer and ate steak and watched the likes of Dylan, Los Lonely Boys, and others...

I NEVER SAID I DIDN'T LIKE KINKY!!! I said Texas would be undefendable in the sense that I'll never be able to ward off those stupid cowboy jokes. What do I think of Kinky? I really like what he stands for and what he wants to do with the system. I like that he's a human being not a politician. I like that he knows right from wrong. I like the fact that there's an independent out there because it makes people THINK about issues rather than voting straight democrat or straigh republican. I like that we are expected not to care if he's crude or dresses weird. But I do not think he is going to succeed. You can't just walk into Texas politics and completely bypass the system. Everything is SO corrupt that he won't be able to simply get things done. He wants to go around all of these processes and just make things happen which is all good and nice but that is a DICTATORSHIP and our country's constitution(s) are designed to prevent those. Maybe he'd be a good dictator but nonetheless that isn't going to happen. If he sticks to that he will fail. But when it comes down to it, I'd rather have a good guy fail then have another Bush succeed in fucking us over some more. We can't have it all!

 
Waitressing is so fuckin lucrative. In 3 days I made like $250 before wages. Of course this does happen to be because I work between River Oaks and West U. Lots of rich white people. But it does come with its down sides like having achy feet and not a whole lot of time and frustrating moments.

yesterday i walked up to a table and gave them their water when one guy, an Indian man, tries to ask me something. his friend, a crusty old white man, interupts by saying "she's not a waitress, she's just giving us water. these people speak limited english".

It's amazing how fast our minds work on adrehnaline. Because within a tenth of a second I thought:"What a prick! How can you walk into a Mexican restaurant with that kind of racism? No matter how racist you are how can you assume that any person of Hispanic origin in the state of Texas doesn't speak English? And by the way I'm not even Hispanic! I'm going to tear you apart! No, I'm still new I'll get fired. I'm going to get someone else to wait on you! No, I'm going to give you the worst service ever!"

At that point the Indian guy smiled at me, I smiled back. I walked away to fume and then came back to speak LOADS of english to them.

 
i won't say anything about how she tries as hard as possible to not share the car but then on the few occassions when i tell her I need she gives it to me completely empty so i can roll into gas stations, i won't say anything about her walking around my room when im in the shower, i won't say anything about her always expecting for me to stop whatever i'm doing (even job interviews) if it inconveniences her, i won't say anything about her complaining about bugs whereas she writes in sharpie on the car and covers it in stickers, and i won't say anything about her loud ass bad music disturbing my existence. But I will have my revenge, just you wait. *winks to Efrain*. Barbie is going to be jealous.

so i can deal with all the jokes about texas and people making fun of me about being a texan, but what PISSES ME OFF is when people completely change their tone when they hear I'm from Texas and say "like Bush". FUCK YOU ALL!!! what you are saying is no different from some Sri Lankan meeting an American and saying "like Bush", or a white person saying to a black person "like OJ", or saying to a woman "like Cher". Oh yeah and btw, George W. Bush is from Boston.

Joes Crab Shack screwed me over. They're like we can't train you for another at least 2 weeks. So now i have to find another job. Advice anyone?

I saw Star Wars and was so amazed. Obviously it still needs dialogue help and the such but it was quite impressive. Compared to the last piece of shit, I believed the story as it went along: I believed that they were in love (which i didnt in the 2nd one), I believed that his character turned to the dark side (I was expecting the transition to be uncharacteristic), and all connections were made to the original trilogy. One thing I must complain about however is the immense dependency on computer generated effects. Guess what, they look computer generated. I know it's old school but come on what happened to the puppets that really looked real?

Haha I had a dream that I gave my dad a buncha toothbrushes for fathers day (cuz he always gives me toothbrushes for any occassion (the electric kind)).

Hmm I had other stuff to say but that's my rantings for now.

 
Anyway, Florida was annoying, I don't like not being able to get away from people. I need escape and I didn't have it there. They wouldnt let me stop playing the violin...grumble grumble. But the beach was cool, very nice beaches in Sarasota. It would be fun in different circumstances. But as it was making fun of my dad was still fun.

Joes crab shack is pissing me off. They won't flippin give me a straight answer about ya kno...having a JOB. crappers!

David came to visit!!! He left today but we had fun while he was here. We saw Crash which was GREAT so ya'll should go see it. It made me furious, made me cry uncontrolably, and of course smiles all around. We ate James Coney Island hot dogs which David enjoyed thoroughly. We went to the beach which was fun minus the seaweed but whatever. On the way home some guy on the freeway thought that Nadia and I would be turned on if he stuck both his legs out the window...while going 70 mph. Then it was mom's birthday so we went to this restaurant thing which was pretty tasty even though it was in some abandoned corner of downtown. Then I had to drive to Conroe to drop David off (why the hell did he have to be living in Conroe...its an hour away! try coming to HOUSTON!!!). And on the way back I discovered that nearly every freeway is closed for construction this weekend...great job guys. Yesterday we didn't do much, watched his sister's soccer game, ate sushi, drank jamba juice, and showed his movies to Nadia. But whatever it was great fun. But damn was I tired.

ZZZZZZ

But now I'm awake and I REALLY wanna see star wars but Nadia wants to have a marathon of the 3 original star wars' before we go see em so I guess i should call and inquire about that.

 
So yesterday this blog became a topic of discussion during a political campaign meeting...it's just THAT important so keep up.

I have to go to Sarasota soon... And I have to play the Bach double while I'm there. Why do I do these tragic things? Because my grandparents are gonna die soon so I'm supposed to make them happy. Oh yeah, and they've been married for 60 years. DAMN!

So Joes Crab Shack may have fired me... I went to training on Tuesday and turns out their training schedule is 9 days consecutive and the fact that I wouldnt be able to do that was no good. We shall see... le sigh (yes Kristan I stole that from you) Matt's gonna take care of my cat and bunny while I'm gone cuz he ABSOLUTELY LOVES ANIMALS AND WANTS TO ADOPT EVERY STRAY...or he's getting paid. :-P

So after spending a week observing Kinky, I still maintain that I will never hear the end of questions like "Where's your accent?" or "Do you ride a horse to school?" or "How many cows do you have?" or "So you're Republican?" if he is elected. However I think he has a good set of ideas as far as common sense goes (which most of our politicians lack). I like that he's independent and what he stands for in that sense. But I really doubt it'll happen and if it does, I doubt anything will really change. I think his image would be more important than his actual actions. But then again, I would rather no action than the actions of another Republican.

During musings like these I wonder when I'll change my address. I had said I'd change it after this summer since I don't really plan to come back next summer. Of course plans change but even if they dont, I really don't know anything about New York's government. So is it worth it to keep my Texas residency just to vote here?

Shooting's goin good. I hate documentary entirely (sorry Andrea but I do) but it's still better than a day job. So sick of lifeguarding. Not as close to the crew as I usually would be. They said it was cuz I'm scary and cranky (or Matt Achterberg would say bitter) but I say its cuz their OLD... THAT'S RIGHT! YOU'RE ALL OLD!!! jk I'm just playin. I figure after the incident at the meeting a good deal of ya'll have tracked this down and are just DYING to indulge.

I'm really not cranky or scary...I'm a little person who's shy but has a dark/dirty mind and can't resist trying to be funny. BTW 2 people have now told me I remind them or Daria (some cartoon I never saw).

I've been plowing through Harry Potter aka having no social life, but hey life is good.

and since Sam chastized me cuz he doesn't see the point of blogs (even tho he prob doesnt remember telling me that) I'm going to share with everyone that he braids his ass hairs. Love ya!

 
Been home for a while now and all is going rather well. My resolutions for the summer: make money for my color sync and then some, and get back into shape.

So 5 minutes before I left NY, Josh "The Bomb" Telson sent me this notice for film crew needed in TX (paid film crew mind you). So in a mad rush, I sent my resume. Next day, I get hired as an ac for $150 a day, 13 days over the next 4 weeks. I'm like FUCK YEAH...resolution 1 completed! But I still needed the day job so I spent Wednesday driving around a bit, filling out applications waiting for 3:00 to roll around so I could go to Joes Crab Shack. And so I go there and sit down for the interview. Turns out, the manager is into film and is trying to get into film school so he naturally LOVES me and hires me on the spot. CHA CHING!!! Only problem is that now I gotta manuver around this reality tv thing.

So this reality tv thing is called "Kinky for Governor". We're following around this guy who's trying to get on the ballot for Governor as an independent. Yes his name is Kinky, Richard Kinky Big Dick Friedman... He's a country singer and a total cowboy. Texas will be undefendable if he wins...

So far I guess I'm doing ok, I really think I should be doing better, but its acceptable. I expect to get more comfortable as time passes. ACing for reality tv really is rather eventful tho... I'm basically running around carrying extra batteries and making sure the operator doesnt crash into anything.

And concerning getting back into shape, I've decided not to spend a buttload on a 24 membership and just run outside... I tried last night and DAMN I suck.

But that money I saved by not getting the membership was squandered today when, less than a week after my return, I got a speeding ticket. A HOUSTON speeding ticket... However it was a very blatant speed trap. Going down Memorial parkway 55mph in a 40, saw the cops up ahead, slowed down but they wave me down anyway... They start lining cars up along the side of the road...I hate cops. So he gives me a ticket. Then he gives me a citation cuz the windshield is cracked the same way it has been for the past 2.5 years. So aparently all the other cops who pulled me over and the state inspectors are just wrong... THEN he made me take off my sunglasses so he could examine my eyeball to determine if I was wearing my contacts. and then I couldnt find my insurance cuz my sister had hid it in some Christmas card. SIGH!!!

But anyway, haven't really done a whole lot of hangin out. Did the UH game room thing, the visit to Ding's, lunch with Nads, but thats really it. Been chillin with the fam I guess, mainly the man since he's unemployed. Re-read Harry Potter book 3. And I continue to look forward to our awkward yet day brightening conversations (you know who you are).

Happy belated birthday to David. And a "i miss you" for the rest...