| 1 day til the end of the Tower |
[Sep. 20th, 2004|11:57 am] |
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| | hungry | ] | That's right, The Dark Tower VII: The Dark Tower comes out tomorrow! I'm so excited, I can't wait to see how it all ends. I told Tiff last night that she won't see me for awhile, she's like, "How come?" I'm like, "The last Dark Tower book comes out tuesday." She's like, "Oh shit, I won't see you for a whole one day cause you'll finish that shit quickly!"
The other night, Jamie, Tiff, B-Rad and I were all driving around and B-Rad and Tiff were talking in the backseat and Jamie and I were talking. She's like, "What's wrong?" I'm like, "Nothing." She's like, "You always get all pissy before we drink." I'm like calmly, "I'm not getting pissy!" She's like, "You are now!" I'm like, "What? I'm not!" She's like, "I hate the new you!" I'm like, "Why cause I actually talk back to you now?" She's like, "Yes! Go back to being quiet!!!" It was pretty funny.
Her friend Matty has the biggest crush on her. So she invited him over to the apartment and I was like, "Bringing your lover over?" She's like, "Why are you jealous?" I'm like, "Oh yes Jamie - I am so jealous." She's like, "Shut up asshole!" and then when Matty came over I kept looking over at her and was mouthing, "Lover." and she kept flipping me off. That was pretty funny too.
So I quit York. I was so unhappy there and was pissed off a good deal of the time when I wasn't there because I would think about how unhappy I was. I was talking to Tiff and I was like, "Yeah, the money was great. But no amount of money in the world is worth being as unhappy as I was."
So then we were talking about how it's going to be when I'm rich and famous from all the books that I'll be selling. I was like, "Yeah, I'm going to have a 72 room mansion." Tiff's like, "Not a 71, 73 or even 75..." I'm like, "Yeah, a 72 room mansion." Tiff and Jamie are going to live in the mansion with me and we're all going to have golf carts. And then I was saying how Tiff is going to be my personal stylist. She said it was going to be her dream job - paying her to go shopping for clothes, even if they are for me. Jamie's going to be my personal mechanic and she was like, "And if I don't now how to fix the car - you can just give me some money and I'll go out and fuck a hot mechanic that'll get it fixed." I'm like, "That sounds good to me." And then she was like, "Or you could just give me money and fuck me and then I'll find a way to get it fixed."
Let's see, oh yeah, Tiff went to this funeral of this guy who was the boyfriend of one of Tiff's best friends from high school. Police showed up at the their house I guess to arrest the guy for check fraud and the guy told his girlfriend not to open the door. He ran to the bedroom, into the closet and shot himself in the head. Tiff and I figured there had to be more going on there than check fraud, the most you'd get is probably 2 years in county and then they'd let you go for parole.
Tiff and I were talking about what she's say at my funeral (since I'm going to die by the time I'm 25 - "Oh my god, I'm going to die!") and she said it'd be really long. Jamie said she'd want to speak at my funeral too and said she'd say something about the time when I saved her from drowning. She told me the other day that was still the sweetest thing anyone has done for her. Yeah, my girlfriend's drowning, I'm just going to sit there and do nothing about it...
Anyway, I have more to say but I'm hungry, thinking about going over to Sonic - maybe McDonalds. |
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