Current mood:	working
Current music:	A Perfect Circle - Judith

"You're such an inspiration for the ways that I will never ever choose to be"
I figured I'd squeeze a short little entry in before I have to go to work today. Just a few things I have on my mind and I'd like to share with the congregation.

Live 8 is today. Yipee. Eddie, Jeff, Matt, Mike, and Stone won't be there, so it'll pretty much blow. Aside from the fact that there's gonna be like 7 port-o-potties for over a million people. If you're going, have fun, and bring some TP. Well, if you're reading this, it's probably already too late. So I hope you had fun, and went prepared, and didn't get dead.

I went to the mall the other day because I had to pick up a couple things. I hate the mall more and more every time I go. It just gets worse with the amount of mall rats and trash that hangs out there. Hey guys, get a life. You can't hang out at the mall and 'fight the machine' or your parents your whole life by hanging out at the mall.....or can you? Fucking losers.

So I was walking through the mall, and I was honestly approached 4 times, by 4 different groups of people conducting surveys. I don't know if this was a 1 day thing or if this happens every day at the mall, because I rarely ever go there. Either way, it was annoying as all hell. Get away from me. I came to shop, not to fill out your flavored water surveys. Get a real job. If any of you have a job such as this, I apologize, but it's really annoying. They're like telemarketers, but you get to see the faces you want to punch for bothering you. Then they give you this disgusted look when you say nicely 'No thanks.' Excuse me, but fuck you. At least I didn't ignore you and just walk by. God damn. Who the FUCK do they think they are? If I had that job, I'd just fill out the surveys myself, making up names, addresses, and phone numbers. It can't possibly be that hard.

You know something I hate? Other than being approached by people with surveys in the mall. It's being accused of shit when you didn't do it. It's one of the things I hate the most in the world. Recently I was accused of saying something to somebody, or 'sending a message' to somebody that they didn't like. Well, I regret to inform you that I didn't. As much as I'd love to say plenty of things to this person, I've kept my cool for over 2 weeks now, and I'm pretty proud of myself and see no reason to break that barrier down now. I don't know what was said, or why that person thinks I said it, but I didn't say a damn thing, so back off and leave me out of your life. Thanks.

On top of that, I thought this other person and I had an agreement that we would not mention or take shots at each other in our respective journals. I was reading my counterpart's journal yesterday and saw a nice little entry taking shots at me. Totally uncool. I then later checked to read it again, only to find that it was removed. So I guess that person either felt bad about it or rememebered the little agreement we had about not taking shots at one another through our journals. These past 2 paragraphs aren't taking shots at that person. They're just expressing my disappointment and anger. I don't even read that other person's journal very often anymore. Maybe once a week, because they used to be a good writer, and I used to be interested in what they had to say. But not so much anymore. The writing has become weak and uninteresting, so I haven't had the desire to read. I used to like the stories and the way things were written out. Not anymore though. Maybe because I don't care for the person much at all. Oh well, I'll leave it at that. I just wish we could go our separate ways quietly. Enjoy your summer, and forget about me.

I can't end this entry on a sour note, so I saved the best part for last.

On Saturday October 1st at the Borgata in Atlantic City, Pearl Jam will be rocking hardcore. I almost shit my pants when Kerrigan called me to break the news. I was taking a nap, so I missed the announcement on the radio. He called and said Pearl Jam is playing in Atlantic City. I said 'Where at in AC?' He fires back with a 'The Borgata...Yelllllloooooooowwww' Haha. Classic. The only problem is that there's only 3500 tickets available. Hopefully God's on my side for this one, and let's me purchase 6 tickets on Saturday July 9th at 10:00:01 AM. We'll probably go down early, gamble, booze, go to the concert, gamble some more if we're not already broke, booze some more, and crash at Kerrigan's in Ocean City. That is of course if we get the tickets. I have a good feeling about it though. We're gonna win.....we're gonna win.

Time for work, so I'm outta here. Next time I'll have a recap of the shitshow that was Petey's 4th of July extravaganza. Until then, take care of yourselves, enjoy your 4th of July weekend, and don't blow your hands off with an M-80.


The Magician
Working magic since 1983