Archive for September 23, 2010

Ok..

So to shift away from the current drama that is my life, we’re going to take another trip back to ’86.

Isn’t it funny how you read something 24 years later and it’s as if you wrote it yesterday? Well.. maybe not for you but I honestly can even remember writing the damn thing. It’s a pity that I’m not able to just scan the entries in because then.. THEN .. you’ll have the benefit of all my doodles and different colored pens!!

What I’m going to start doing with this entry is sticking my 2010 comments in..  because, really.. how freakin’ bizarro was I??

Thursday, 10 April 1986

It’s cold outside. I mean COLD!! And I thought they were only kidding about a snow shower. If I didn’t know it was April, I could swear it was January! Look at this fucking wacho with ice cream cones. Talk about bathroom wack-offs and just why am I obsessed with the weather?. I think the wack-off is the one writing this! Is that Mrs. C pulling up in her BMW? God that lady gives me an ulcer?

FERRY *Frankie Goes To Hollywood*

LIFE.. GOES ON DAY AFTER DAY. HEARTS.. TORN IN EVERY WAY.. SO FERRY.. CROSS THE MERZIE.. CAUSE THIS LANDS THE PLACE I LOVE.. AND HERE I’LL STAY.. AND HERE I’LL STAY.. PEOPLE.. THEY RUSH EVERY WHERE.. EACH.. WITH THEIR OWN SECRET PLAN.. SO FERRY.. CROSS THE MERZIE.. CAUSE THIS LAND’S THE PLACE I LOVE AND HERE I’LL STAY.

God, I love that song! And the version of “Born To Run” they do is GREAT! I get really hysterical at the beginning. There’s this guy and this girl having a conversation and she say’s something like, “.. if you’re late one more time the supervisor said he’s going to put you on the daily signer” and the guys go HA!! real loud and then they break into the intro to “Born To Run”. It’s really great. The whole album is, really. I really only bought it for “Born To Run”, “Relax” and “Welcome To The Pleasuredome.” But when I first heard it, I went wild. Obviously I had WAY too much time on my hands.. and this is before CD’s!!

I love to make myself up and flip the stereo up to ten and jam away like I’m a singer. OMG! That’s one thing I really want or wanted to be. A rock singer, or guitarist in a band. That would be SO cool OMG!! x2 Before, I used to take my walkman to work and when I was in the back bagging the clothes, I’d be singing full hilt, especially to Alison Moyet, and I’d got snagged a couple of times because I’d be so wrapped up in singing that I wouldn’t hear the door until it was too late. We’re talking EXTREME EMBARASSMENT!! I bet! Another thing I like to do beside starting paragraphs, Leese? is record “fake” duets. All I have to do is plug in the microphone, put in the song “.. of my choice” yes, I wrote it that way! and a blank tape in the other deck and go for it. Sometimes it comes out really good, you can hardly tell it’s dubbed. It’s like, “.. yea, I sang with Bruce and Paul and Alyson and Survivor and The Alarm and Frankie and Midge. They’re close personal friends of mine” ROFLMAO!! Who IS this freak!!! Nobody’s ever head them though. Except once. I had taped “The Secret of Association” album yes! vinyl! and it ran over onto side B where I had myself taped. I had been busy in the store and Paul’s that would be Paul Young album ended. There were people in the store and all of a sudden, you hear me and Bruce singing “Thunder Road” and one of the customers made a comment like, “.. that sounds like a dying moose”. I blamed it on LM and shut the tape off. That wasn’t really embarassing because nobody knew it was me.

I was trying to think of my most embarassing moment and I couldn’t think of one that’s because it hadn’t happened yet, thank God! I mean, I have been embarrassed but I can’t think of one time that gets me embarrassed every time I think about it. I remember this one time, M had come over to the bakery to pick me up from work and I had my old radio with me. So I told M to hold it at her house so it would give me an excuse to go back over such a conniver! Really it was so I could get out of my house to go over hers and have a cigarette. Bad Bad Girl! Well anyway, it was a Sunday and oh, there was a tape in the radio. So I had gotten done how’s that for grammar! eating dinner and the phone rang. I picked it up and said “hello” and I hear somebody singing the Canadian National Anthem. OMG! So I thought it was C but then M got on the phone and she was hysterical laughing wouldn’t you be, I mean come on.. the CANADIAN National Anthem? Which I still know, btw.. Then I realized that on the backside of the tape was ME singing. I ran over there SO fast!! Thinking about it now, it’s hysterical but I was embarassed then. And the time I was down the shore. Me , my brother and my cousin A were in the pool. I had this purple bathing suit on I should have been arrested by the fashion police In fact, I still have it. Anyway, we were in the pool. I was about, oh God, 7 or 8 years ago. Well, my left boob popped out of my bathing suit and my cousin swam u pto me and said, “.. I think you’re losing something” and pointed to it. That’s another thing I laugh about now. he probably doesn’t even remember, but you can be sure I’m not going to remind him. Could you imagine “.. Yo A, Do you remember about 8 years ago when you told me my boob was falling out of my bathing suit?” Come on!!!

Do you realize that since I’ve been writing I haven’t mentioned Rick once? Oh, the horrors!! Well, it’s 5:30 so he should be walking by pretty soon. Nobody better be in here breaking my balls either. I WANT HIM!

I was over at C’s house for a couple of hours I CAN’T BELIEVE THESE FUCKING PEOPLE!! OF ALL THE FUCKING TIMES FOR STRANGE TO COME IN LOOKING FOR SHIRTS! WHO GIVES A FUCK ABOUT HER FUCKING LAUNDRY?? WHO GIVES A FUCK ABOUT WHEN TRASH NIGHT IS AND THAT SHE LIKES TO HAVE ALL HER TRASH TOGETHER!! DON’T SHE THINK THAT I KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT TRASH. 10 OF 6 RICK WALKS BY, LOOKS IN THE WINDOW TWICE AND I COULDN’T WAVE TO HIM!! AH MAN!! THAT’S IT! MY WHOLE DAY IS RUINED!!

RUINED!!

ALL BECAUSE OF SOME FUCKING ASS PUSSY NAMED STRANGE!! I’M SOOO PISSED OFF!! THAT’S IT! THE END!! MAYBE I’LL BE LUCKY AND HE’LL TAKE CLOTHES IN BUT I DOUBT IT!! I WAS BORN WITHOUT  LUCK!! I’M CONVINCED!!

Um.. can anyone say PSYCHO?? Jesus!! Talk about an over the top reaction, huh? This for a guy that I hadn’t even had a conversation with until then!! ROFLMAO!!

Mind you.. these tantrum was written in 3 inch letters with the RUINED!!!! about half the page!! OMG.. sooo ridiculous and awfully, Glenn Close-ish, huh??