The Bitch is Back

and alive and well... almost. it was a good time had by all, i am sure sometime i will write all the stories up here. i just need to collect my thoughts so here is a review, monday: land land there, meet his Feisty grandma and bitch-tastic sis (loved them both) saw the Blue man group, went to thanksgiving dinner and talk about dead bodies, christians and how the morgue has been called twice for John’s father after his blood analysis showed 7x the limit of oxycoton, went to a vip club, met the trust fund of Oriental Trading Co. but was too drunk to shake his hand because I had an empty bottle of Crystal in one and a quarter empty one in the other. Second day saw the strip, saw Zumanity, went to a gay club invited the strippers I thought were cute up to our private bungalow (gross/no personalities) took care of john, made it back all while I had Bercardi O in one hand and Sky Vodka in the other. Next day went to a fashon show and ‘high end retail,’saw Ka, went to gay club with our private booth, was asked TO strip, got carried to my room. Slept in until 4:00, went over priced shopping again, Out let Mall, The Forum, Bilaggio (I had my finances screwed up, “$356 for jeans it’s a deal,” saw O, went to sleep early. Got up, did last minute shopping, left for the airport. Oh the stories!
“I would love to see your point of view but I cant stick my head that far up my ass” (loved the grandma)
Famous Quotes:
“You were having too much fun in that pile of Toilette paper”
“Eww, I can still taste the stripper”
“Did you just backhand the old Chinese man... now we are cursed!”
“hey do you wanna come to the school library... your where?”
(To a homeless man) “well do you have change for a $100?"

Ill Cover You

Open your door I'll be your tenant
Don't got much baggage To lay at your feet
But sweet kisses I've got to spare
I'll be there - I'll cover you

I think they meant it When they said you can't buy love
Now I know you can rent it A new lease you are, my love,
On life - be my life

Just slip me on I'll be your tenant
Wherever - whatever - I'll be your coat

You'll be my king And I'll be your castle

I think they meant it When they said you can't buy love
Now I know you can rent it A new lease you are, my love,
On life - all my life

I've longed to discover Something as true as this is

So with a thousand sweet kisses If you're cold
I'll cover you And you're lonely With a thousand sweet kisses
I'll cover you You've got one nickel only
With a thousand sweet kisses I'll cover you
When you're worn out and tired With a thousand sweet kisses I'll cover you
When your heart has expired

i cant wait until i see Rent again. i am going tonight and i am very excited, the play brings up so many memories from so many different people. and after the late night at the movies ill be up earliy the next morning to got to Las Vagas. i dont know how much i will post about it (what happens in Vagas stays in Vagas) but i am sure to have some photos. well i hope every one's Thanks giving is full of joy and good luck with the shopping afterward. with a thousand sweet kisses, bye.

Quote of the Week

worst pick up line: "hi, my name is Jason... i dont know if i should tell you this (he says with out hesitation) but my last name is Deffenbaugh, as in the trash service" *threw up a little in the back of my mouth*
eh, i hate insipid spoiled trust fund brats, stop hitting on me. just because you lay down twenty that they didnt earn and a last name that you didnt make, am i supposed to drool? get a better pick up line than "my daddy's name is..." i don't care, anyone who knows me realizes that its going to take a little more than a wade of crash to make conversation. i am bored with money and the lack of personality it brings.
Over the weekend i went to a seedy straight bar on karaoke night as a safe place for me. However, some tall skinny queeny guy comes up stuffs his number in my pocket and talks about his house near by that his father bought him. he invited me over before he even knew my name. i dont know i try and be freindly, but do i really care about another trust fund. i feel bad because i faked a phone call and just left bar. it was rude but i dont think he was understanding that his advances weren't going to get him any where. should i even allow him to get an offer of friendship or an appology? and yes i know his name is "posted every 5 feet in this city," but its on a dumpster.

Oh Crap!

well i saw harry potter yesterday at like 12:00 so i didnt get back to my apartment until 4:00 a.m. so what time did i wake up today.. 5:30 p.m.! i nver saw the sun. well i am going to have do my paper tonight because i guess i have become nocternal. but the movie was good, it's Harry Potter so usually its pretty good quality. i would see it in the theater, but i wouldn't wait in line for three hours. i would give it *****

Alive

i am still here, not dead (although there is a part of me that wishes i was). i am regaining my voice after i lost it, i also start my first day off of training for my new job. i am not really looking forward to it but it lets me schedual my own hours and its not too difficult. i am also packing for my unusual thanksgiving. there is still a part of me that wants to go to Gothenburg, a little west nebraska town, and see some of my really hick, morman cousins and eat the most delicious food you have ever smelled or tasted. if i would be there i would be really bored and sit trying to make conversation with my old grandpa (i love him but he is cranky). i dont know if he will be around for very long hopefully ill see him over christmas. i am totally excited to go to LV but i will still miss my turkey and my grandma. well this is a once in a lifetime experience.

Today...

The First Snow.

Photos

awww.. i was just givin these pictures of other halloween parties. to be honest i do not really want to write a lot. its kind of becaoming the same old same old of gluttony, debauchery, waist and experimentation. I have had some interesting experiences some I am not so proud of some that are cool but all in all I am keeping my head above water (and debating how honest I should be on my site). Just a short story, merely because I love contrast or ironies. I spent all afternoon digging for change and asking strangers for quarters, me and two other friends raised enough money to go buy a plate of chicken wings at Buffalo Wild Wings. on the walk there I received a call informing me in ten days I was going to be dragged to Las Vegas... “for the hell of it .” I was close to asking him for the money that I would cost to fly, house, shop and feed me in cash to pay the $800 dollars I owe for a fender bender. That fucked up my checking account, Later Everybody.

Jet and Jar

On Saturday I went to go see blue October as many of you know. I went with Gooch and his girlie friend, Melissa, Charles and Sharon who all loaded into the Sokol Underground. I was running late so I walked in as the opening band, Seffrajet, was finishing up their set and I went into the beer line, $4 per bottle. After that, Blue October took the stage and fucking rocked! I had known their music and many of my friends had CDs but I never officially bought one. But even no knowing the lyrics or the songs I still had an awesome time and became a major fan. God, I love good live music. After the concert I hung out back stage with the bands and was invited to their after party VIP room (FULL OF FREE FOOD!) in an Iowa bar. This happened because my friend Sharon wanted to buy a poster, so I stat at the end of the merchant table while she waited in line. Then a lady asked if would help her carry a box and I was like 'sure' (didn’t want to be rude). So, I picked up the box and fallowed and she lead me back stage. While I was doing the I looked down and saw it was a bunch of poster for the opening band in the box, then I quickly realized that the girl I was helping was the lead singer for the band. after I dropped off the box in the dressing room, she gets out 2 poster and passes them around then offers my free drinks (fuck yea!). Then she gives me the two posters one signed by Seffrajet and the other signed by Blue October and asked if I wanted to come to the bar. uh, duh, so my adventure continued and at 12:30 Sharon and I were off to Iowa! and then we got horribly, sadly, pitifully Lost. But I gave up and decided to just drive straight, and to my surprise it worked. we just ended up at the bar (no thanks to the 3 completely wrong directions from people). We fought to get some drinks and eventually found the band, the lead singer a little wasted got my number and tried to kiss me on my check, but missed… and made out with my right eye. so we left at like 2:15 went back to the dorms where I got to see a wasted Sharon smear lipstick over her face, and saw Fernando's new game of jumping on furniture to Spanish pop music and talked to Omar over the phone (there was not a sober soul in a 10 mile radius of me). but I made home before 3 so it was all good.
Look into It: Seffrajet and Blue October
the next day after locking myself away in the library to get a head on my work, I got out and went to dinner with John and Adam. ok, filets are way too small, I was about to order two but that would have been impolite. I also had some really good ice cream with chocolate and vanilla liquore (it was good, but even the ice cream was alcohol with these guys). Then went to Jarhead, it was a good movie. Don’t expect one of those over the top hero epics, but a more realistic image of shit which is what made it so good. It was great, I would defiantly suggest it, a little slow in some part but and incredible character development, it is so gradual and realistic the you don’t even notice the man's change until you look back at the film. However, I have my suspicions that the movie was just propaganda for Jake's ass. Loved the field fuck scene, seriously see it. I would give it *****

First Halloween Pic!

um you can tell i was drunk because i obviously do not know where the camera is. but thats Carry and I on Halloween.

a weeks rest

*disclaimer- let me brag for a little, really dont even read* for the first time in the last two weeks i stayed home and sat around, did nothing productive nor did i go out. yes, it was a good day. through out the week i did several things: i saw house of wax and yes paris hilton was as bad as you get when it comes to acting. but to my surprise it wasnt that bad of a movie (once again ignore the awful acting). i wouldnt waste the money to rent it but if its on watch it. John, a trustifarian ironically like paris hilton, was the one who collects movie memorabilia and lives in a condo in regency and converted his dining room into a blockbuster. his favorite thing to do is buy movies every tuesday. later we went to this bar called flixx, i have never heard of it before but i met some people and hung out with John and Adam again. then we all went out to eat. ok these guys ordered meals, 2 appetizers and shakes ect ect. there whole goal was "by the end of the night we will make kids in Semolina cry" and when i asked for a to go box… they all just looked at me like i was crazy. i think i actually insulted and embarrassed them! but f*ck that i want my left over food, i never waste that sh*t. after that John, Adam, I and my friend Dan (ill be nice to you and not say anything mean like “was there a single person there that you didnt ‘know’ oh yea, the lezbians”) went to the Q and watched armature strip night. just so you know the Q is in Lincoln so i had made huge arrangements to announce my coming and made sure everything was settled. there i met the upper crest of the community, ok let me brag... i met up with the guy from Dolce, an ultra exclusive hair salon that only goes on reservation, i thought it was an urban legend. but john got us in only a few months ahead of time, crazy huh! on the way home i sobered up, watched p*rn on the new video ipod and I, unlike other people that night *cough* had the decency to fo ol around in the back seat of my friends car... I AM JUST KIDING! I don’t really know what days these all took place and am sure there were black outs, school seemed to be just the nap in between. I know this sounds worse then it actually is. Don’t worry I am still the same judging, prude, pretentious bast*rd that you have all come to love. so, here's to finaly not coming home drunk or with a black eye or a bloody crow bar.. well i am finally off to sleep and tomarrow i get to go to the Blue October show and Sokol i love that place. peace out

X-me

W00t W00t, i got to hold Wolverine's actual blades from the new X-men movie... it was so awsome i was like "hugh jackman was using these! get them away i might brake them."

Happy Halloween

Ok, so i love Halloween and i dont know why, maybe its the time of year, maybe its the dark fun underlining message, maybe its the candy and parties, maybe its the themes and being mischievious, maybe it my chance to be some one else or maybe its an excuse to let lose and do something totally absuerd. i used to HATE it as a kid but now jump in with all its glory, not to metion this is the first major holiday i didnt have to work through i had a week of fun that happened to land over a holiday. For my special celebration i went to the Max and got obliterated with my friend Carry. i had a good time, it started off slow but then i soon picked up. I met a trust fund baby who loaded me so full of free shots I lost count with in the first hour, a guy in the fantastic - out fit and licked alcohol off my abs, flirted with a bartender who gave me free jello shots, and some German dude who bought me drinks. Yea I was in trouble… although this time Carry didn’t leave me in a Walgreen’s bathroom (yea I didn’t think about that until it was too late, but she did good). Might I add that it was amazing how many guys wore their actual army uniforms there. But from what I can remember it was fun. First and last time i will party on a Monday (so missed my class today), now back to being a book worm sitting in the library for most the day, got to love that little change of pace though. How was everyone elses' Halloween.

I saw saw

well on sunday i planned to do my work catch up, i stayed at the library form 12 to 6 and got it all finished up. after that i ran home and got dressed quickly (not remembering it was daylight savings and wondering if i was going to make the movie on time) and forgot my belt which was lovely cause as i walked down the movie isle i had popcorn, wallet and keys in one hand and slushy, cell phone and jacket in the other and my pants started to fall down. thanks Brian for pulling them back up when i asked... i always knew you had my back.
Anyways, i was not very impressed by the movie, it wasn't that scary, twisted or creative like the last one. there was no intensity and the gore wasn't even as good there was like only one sick scene in the beginning... GOD EYE THINGS CREEP ME OUT, but mostly people just kinda fainted and died, worthless. the acting sucked too but that was a given. next time a horror movie decides to put 7 beautiful people in a house together for Halloween there better be blood!
rating: *****
Quote of the week, after the final destination preview: "those who made it out of the ice-cream truck in time survived!"

Out of League

*Disclaimer: Read my blog at face value. i unfortunately do not have the spare time to meticulously reread my blog especially if i am invited to a movie and only have 15 mins to finish my thoughts (i cant just drop a story) and run... you should be thankful i had complete sentences.*
so, on friday i went out again, but this time as an army guy. i just went to a little party (when i showed up i doubled the amount of people there, jk but it was still small). i hung out there for a little and did not do much. After that i left and picked a friend of mine to go to the Midnight showing of Nightmare Before Christmas. it was fun, i hadnt seen the whole movie until that night. i met up with a few people and we made comments or sang along. also, i got very excited because for the first time... i saw the previews for 'Rent' on the big screen, i can not wait. all in all it was a good relaxing evening that allowed me to get to sleep at 2:00, awesome.
the next day i woke up called about the roaches in my apart (no one came down), called customer support to figure out why my internet doesnt work (couldnt get through it was a fax number) and returned a call to a women i accidentally rear ended and broke a tail light in the morning (found out the estimate was $800). after that i went to go pillage at my parents house. it was cool because my grandparents are in town baby sitting for my parents while they're in Spain. so i got food and had a little extra money in my pocket. later, i left and ended up at a party with all my nerdy UNO friends, all dressed as pirates, Dorthy, Zelda and shit.
i also had some hypnotic and it was sooo good. soon i left and went to the big S.A.E. frat house Halloween party and hang with my slutty UNO friends. it was fun i got to see old grade school people drunk whoring themselves out. it was a pretty good time, i hung with a lot of people from my old drama class and got a little drunk. i was also introduced to a guy, one of those your gay... he's gay, they're perfect together. yea not so much.

The Drama Transfer

*Disclaimer: if you dont really want to know what i have been up to then dont read, i am tired of editing my names situations and walking on egg shells, so if you dont like it tough shit*

for Halloween i have been goin as a cub scout ;-) what has everyone else gone as?

well i have been hanging out with JC's friends lately and apparently it pisses him off. he must find it some sort of betrayal, so when they all came up Wednesday, LOL, i got invited to the Q. i was even offered a ride. LOL, me showing up with all of JC's dear pals to the club that he is at would be too funny and i do need to depend fate. i couldn't help but think about me further tightening my social choke hold. In fact as others found out about it they made plans to go and see it all unfold. But i also saw the fear in the eyes of some of his most closest friends, you know the look that screams Gay Drama! So i bowed out gracefully because i didn't want them to have to experience JC's pissy wrath. GOD DAMN DRAMA!
Instead my friends here in Omaha, seeing my plan of doom, decided to keep me here. So we went the Roxbury instead and i had a total blast. This club is of the ghetto/rap variety, so i loved it. We all got in constume and i was the only guy of six girls, so i had my hands full. Basically my duty was that if a guy was grinding on them or hitting on them i just go over put my arm around them and dance (so the guys just walk away). There were also a bunch of buff guys dressed as Chip and Dales dancer so it was hard to keep my hands in check. i also met up with some people from the dorm and made plans to hang out with them afterwards.
on our way Home we took pictures with real cops, reverse backward across three lanes of traffic while Kristin (Driver) screams "I WANNA SUCK COCK" out the window.
i left those crazy, horny bitches and wound up at the dorms with Sharon, Fernando (or as Kristin calls him Francisco/Frachesco/Fresca) and some more people. we went dorm hopping and Fernando took his pants off to go hug the straight but in his defense it was part of his costume (by the way, what it with gay Mexicans and gogo dancing anyway). i was envious of his track runner legs tho, by the end of the night after wandering around campus at 4 am wrapped in quilts (i have to get the security feed of that) we ended up at Fernando's dorm where we went into his room and turned off the lights and where he presented the wrapper and began to tare it open. i took it from him to look at it and saw that it was not a condom wrapper but individually wrapped tylonol PM. Moment over. Made fun of his game for the rest of the night, as if we would have done anything any way, pshh, please. well i finally woke up next to someone and made it to class on time but we'll see what drama come from me sleeping with Fernando. good grief.

no idea what i am doin

had a huge weekend, lots to say but dont really feel like it. thanks to josh, ben, mike and callie (and sam kinda) for helping me move into my new apartment, i have given my invitation to come over when you please. as for callie i will probably just give u a key to the place so you can come over when you want because you were superwoman, mi casa su casa chica. as for those who "couldn't help" i am sure you might see my new digs eventually, maybe. if i can talk to you and get around to asking you to come over sometime down the road (i dont plan on being there very often for some reasons). Once again THANK YOU its you'all who make my life easier (even if you only had to carry a house plant)

new record

the following day i got written up again... three times in two days, i have really out done myself. then again, in all consideration, i worked hour for hour an entire buisness week in one weekend but still 3 write ups in 5 shifts, thats a lot. well i guesss if i really dont like my job i cant help but show it.

oh god what have i done

why am i at this job, i dont like it and it does not pay me well. i worked from 10:30 am to 11:00 pm. i had to deal with a screaming child (who would run people from my section) and the worst thing ever... a table full of modles. one got up and started running around the resturant and threw a fit, i am not talking about the kid i am talking about the modle. not to mention the sheer amount of alcohol running through their systems was horrifying. oh, and then soon after i spilt hot chicken liguine and it poured down the front of me, so i had to food run (again) for the next 2 hours with crap and stains all over my self which went from looking like vomit to jiz to blader problems it was incredible. only to be topped off by getting written up twice in one day... oh this job is soo through. well midterm week is over but i work so much i wouldnt know that i have a day off because i work over 70 hrs a week. i dont know when i will write my 3 different papers. the only thing getting me through this week is that i saw Brian Vamousi (my high school crush) and he waved me down and ran, with those strong muscular legs, to say "hi" and ask how it was going, i unfortunaly lost control of my verbal skills and forgot even my major when he asked. ok, it has been a really long and bad week. God Give Me a Break... or at the very least kill me.

This week's sum up

grrrrrrr!!!!! fuck bitch whore dick slut cunt bastard asshole cock sucking skank peice of shit crapfaced ugly SOB dumb ass fucktarded fat ho'bag... and no one even knows yet what i will am shouting about either
(*brian i will call you later*)

threat

"Don't let war destroy the world of children" -fallows the recent UNICEF ad.

thanks to me, i have being keeping up international ads for my major and here is an interesting one. it fundraises for children of war. the 'smurf ad' is being ran in Belgium and starts with into music to the smurfs as the camera fallows through the woods to the smurf's village (with the usual singing and dancing)thne the camera shoots up to plains flying over that drop s. screaming and crying fallows while reshowing the building in the previos scene burning. soon the screaming dies out and all that is left is the echoing cries of baby smurf while a blue hand lies in the rubble and smurfett lying near by. i thought it would be funny but it was acutally hard to see icons of inoccencent childhood burned and left for . i wonder if it will be well recieved or not?