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Jen
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March 2011
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Jen [userpic]
"Get your pretty tight ass on a bus and come over"- direct quote from Ken

The past two weeks or so have been quite boring, as I spent it working. I do enjoy my job, but it is a bit financially frustrating. I did however get to hang out with Ken Saturday and Sunday, which fucking rocked. We watched some dvds, drank a bit. We watched Metallica's Some Kind of Monster, and it was better than I thought it would be. Lars' son Myles was in the studio and he decided to play "dums" just like daddy, that was way cute. Ken and I traded dvd's, he's borrowing my Wrestlemania Twenty dvd, and I'm borrowing his Wrestlemania dvd which I'm assuming is a look at its history. I haven't watched it yet. He also gave me a bootlegged copy of NIN's With Teeth. Ken I <3 you!
Twice in the past two weeks I have had awesome conversations with Jeff. When we talked on *thinks* the first, we spent just about an hour bullshitting and updating each other on what's going on in our lives. When we talked on friday night it was the same. We got a little bit more serious this last time than we did the time before, I told him about a former friend being a dick and insulting the very thing that makes my heart beat (my writing), which led to us discussing why we write and arguing over who was the better writer. He said I was. He's lying. Jeff and I both have a way of writing that captures such raw emotion, everything he writes makes me feel something. Jeff: your writing is superior to mine. :p When we got off the phone both times we've talked recently, I felt really good. I miss having those bantering conversations with him. We need to do it more often.
My mother was in the hospital friday night. It was nothing too serious, but I was trying not to freak out, and that's kind of how Jeff and I had our conversation, he was providing a distraction. Every time my mother gets a cold it turns into bronchitis, so she went to the ER and they kept her overnight because her oxygen level was low. She came home on saturday morning and is fine now, she's just resting and taking it easy. She's expecting to go back to work on thursday. My idiot sister called me yesterday morning paranoid and bitchy telling me to go home because my mother needed me. When I left on saturday night I made sure that she would be ok without me. My idiot sister has also decided to get a $635 a month apartment that she can't afford. Carrie and I have had a turbulent relationship in the past ten or so years, and I've watched her completely fuck up her life. This train wreck she's heading into now should be interesting to watch. Sometimes I just want to beat some sense into her. *sigh*

Current Mood: apatheticapathetic
Current Music: NIN-track ten on With Teeth