love_isdead

So we get in the line, which was us and a guy on his cell phone who was fighting with his girlfriend on the phone and dropped some real truth, like "I already got past this.  I was already above this and now I'm just getting pulled back down."  The worst part about this phone conversation was when he finally told his girlfriend that he loved her or whatever, he didn't say it in a stupid way like "I love you" but he said it like "You're acting a damned fool and I'm just trying to get out of this and help us and make things better for us both, not just me, you're selfish and I just want to help us both."  He had a great speech and then at the very end of it he goes "Oh shit did you hang up?"  Then he looked at his phone and she'd hung up a long time ago and missed his great speech.  Fucking bitch.

We got there at 11 and the place didn't start relieving disaster until 12, and when we got in there everyone talked and treated you like you'd been raped, speaking in soft voices and asking how you were and kind of putting their hand on your back like you were on the verge of collapse.  We filled out the sheets and then the guy told us he couldn't help us.  But he didn't just tell us, he kind of said it like he was accusing us somehow.  I don't know how to explain it better than that, but imagine a fat older dude making it seem like you're trying to rip of the Red Cross and in doing so stabbing all the people who've been sleeping in a middle school in the back by trying to steal their money/granola bars.  Which we kind of were, but not really, we didn't want housing or granola bars, we just wanted lost wages, because I'm out a few hundred bucks from this fucking flood and I just want to score free groceries.  KEEP YOUR FUCKING GRANOLA BARS ASSHOLE.

I also considered a 3rd option for the naming of my child:  Xuddam X madduX ...... with X being the middle name, just the letter.  1, because I love weird middle initials (Kyle, you lucky bastard getting Q), 2, because his name will be the same both forward and backwards, and  3 because I plan on forcing him to be straight edge.  And with a name like Xuddam X madduX, there would be no escape.  Plus I'm already giving him a leg up on having a good Myspace name (if myspace still exists, which of course it will, because social networking is the future.)

I spent all of today moving shit around.  I've felt really sick and I just realized that my top left wisdom tooth is coming in.  I'm in hell right now, it hurts so bad.  I remember when this happened to Jake and I felt bad for him but couldn't really relate.  Now I know.  Fuck.

Cam and I made two kinds of banana pizza today.  Now I know what you're thinking, because I thought it too before we made it, "this is a bad idea and you shouldn't do it."  But I kid you not, and I'm not saying this to trick you or to try to validate what I did and make it seem not as bad, it was actually good.  Banana could probably be a legitimate pizza topping.  The first one we made was stuffed crust with banana in the crust, and then sauce cheese and pepperoni on top and banana on top as well.  The second one was stuffed crust with cheese in the crust, and then a mixture of mashed bananas and tomato sauce for the sauce and cheese and pepperoni.  I would eat either of them again, and that surprises and disappoints me.  

And then right after Cam leaves, all of a sudden the garage door opens and then Dave Raymond and Jordan Schafer (sp?) literally zombie walk into the house through the basement door and look at me way weird and Dave says "We rode our bikes here from Cedar Falls."  They looked so fucking weird, but today was hot as shit, and I know they must've felt awful because I walked 6 miles today (to and from Pizza Ranch, where I ate pizza buffet for free) and then ran 6 miles and I felt so drained.  Also while I was running a bee FLEW INTO MY MOUTH and stung me.  Stung the inside of my mouth.  I'm not kidding.  What the fuck.

Yeah anyways this entry is basically record keeping for me so I can remember that I did something today.

Yesterday there was a fire at the apartments next door and the street and parking lot next door were full of firetrucks, so they had to park the ambulances in our driveway.  I read OJ's book and it was so shitty.  I have no reason to leave the house for the next 4 days, so I think tomorrow I'm going to try to sneak into 1408.  

Rush apparently passed out or fell over in the bathroom, because to catch himself he tried to grab the towel holder and tore it off the wall. 

Today I think I witnessed the end of the marriage of the girl in the booth next to me.  It started about an hour into the shift and went for the rest of it.  Some dude came up to her booth, went inside, then all of a sudden the door flew open (these are sliding doors, so I guess slid open strongly) and the dude came out shouting "I GUESS I WON'T KEEP WASTING MY TIME!" and she like lunges out of the booth as he's walking away and yells "FINE!  FINE!  FINE!"  She's a fucking wreck at this point too, totally bawling.  And there are cars everywhere.  Haha, there's like a line of cars for both of us, and Rush had picked up the Auxilary shift so he was watching too.  And she just kept taking their tickets.  Blubbering like a baby, completely ridiculous, and she's still doing the cars.  Then after awhile she turned off her light and just sat there crying.  And then she made a move like she was going to put her cone out because people still kept coming, but she just turned her light back on and kept working.  Crying the whole time.  She cried for the next 5 hours.  She asked to borrow my cell phone once, and throughout the shift he was calling the booth and they were talking on the house phone.  Rush and I both answered once, and she said "It's my husband I've got it."  He came back about 3 hours later and they fought again inside the booth, and he stormed off again.  Weird stuff man, because she never stopped taking tickets even during the fighting parts and she cried through all of them, I can't imagine having gone through her line. 

Victoria brought a dry erase board which she's left on the kitchen counter that seperates the kitchen from the dining room and wrote "MESSAGE BOARD" at the top of it, and "Questions?  Comments?  Concerns?" underneath it.  So my first question was "Rush, are you gay?"  Victoria's first question:  Why is there 2 of everything? 

Anyways, I get there, online it said $8, but it was only $6 because apparently all the opening bands dropped off.  I don't know why.  So I get upstairs and there are 7 other people there.  Two 13 year old girls, this weird high school couple who kept rubbing each others backs, 2 bro's in plaid shorts who looked way out of place, and a fat girl.  The fat girl ended up being their merch girl I think, so there were in total 7 people there.  It was a good show, but very funny, they only have one CD out but they were "taking requests" so basically just letting us decide which order they play the CD in.  Then a few new songs.  It kind of reminded me of watching Last Place First, if I had ever watched them.  That goes out to you Dane.  

Anyways I'm pretty sure I broke my foot.  Not at that show, but I think on Thursday night.  I don't mean broke it but maybe a bone cracked in the side of it or I have the worst knot ever.  I can't walk on it really.  Strange.

I got a pretty good tan I think riding around.  It was hot as fuck.  Good times. 

Tomorrow I have a test in Cognitive Psychology.  There's a good chance I'll fail it.  I wish I could drop it now and take it again with another teacher because the woman who teaches it now is a fat cunt who has no concept of lecturing or being a human being.  Oh well.  But her fat ass is going to drag my GPA down.

My cell phone stopped charging, and now it's dead and I don't know why.  It isn't the charger because I had Cam bring my other charger and that one didnt' work either.  I didn't get it wet, unless somehow it got wet being in my pocket when it rained.  Fuck, maybe that's it.  Anyways the repair shop is closed Sundays so I'm without until tomorrow at least, and even then probably later because you can't trust those bastards to fix anything quickly.  Hopefully it's fixable by something easy like the place where the cord goes in is loose or something, that's what the lady at the store I called said. 

I need my head shaved.  Heidi come to Iowa City, shit's getting desperate and I'm looking foolish.