Home is Where the Heart is

Quarter life crisis? I'm definately having one.

My ex boyfriend and I broke up back in November but I am just now getting around to experiencing the breakup phase. The.. "it's actually over, cry myself to sleep every night, I'll never love again" phase. It's pretty bad. I'll even credit it for being the sole reason for my inability to concentrate/work/be social. I don't even enjoy drinking anymore.

So I thought that maybe I should move. Start over. Actually do something with my life. Today my manager and I created a rather large Pro/Con list for moving. If I did leave Portland I would end up living in Pismo Beach, California. (That's where my father's side of the family is from) The PRO side of the list was more prominent.. but I still can't decide. It would mean the end of my blog!

Say It Isn't So! I mean.. I could always get Netflix? Blasphemy!

What do you think ghost blog readers?

Should I leave this..

For this...?

I'm going to Pismo at the end of the month to scope things out, so I'll make my final decision when I get back. When I step off the plane am I going to have that "I'm home" feeling or the "Somebody save me, somebody take me away from this awful place" feeling? That's going to be the determining factor. ....Imagine, me with a tan. I shudder at the thought...

xoxo

It's Friday, I'm in LOVE

Dudley Moore is my new obsession. I've always thought he was fabulous but the other night I watched Arthur and was absolutely blown away. Then last night I had a Dudley Moore marathon. I can't get enough of this man. He was BRILLIANT.

BEST. SENSE OF HUMOR. EVER.

I would do unspeakable things to him.

xoxo

Ya'llz Can Go Fuck Yo Self!

Yesterday I went and saw Cop Out (it was either that or The Crazies.. actually I really wanted to see Percy Jackson and the Longest Movie Title Ever but I was with a friend that I didn't think would enjoy it. He'd never heard of the books! Pshhh)

So many people are giving this movie bad reviews.. and if you're one of them.. YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT THE FUCK YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT! I laughed my ass off. So it's no fucking Criterion Collection movie but it did it's intended job. (Make money money, make money monaayyyyy) I work in a videostore (OBVIOUSLY) and I've seen a retarded amount of movies. So many infact that lately I haven't wanted to watch any. I feel like I've seen them all. Nothing makes me laugh anymore, nothing scares me, makes me cry.. Nothing keeps my attention. This did. Nice job Mr. Smith.

One of my favorite scenes was when Tracy Morgan is on a bike chasing down a 'bad guy' while he himself is being chased by a.. pit bull? Anyway, while this is going on he yells something along the lines of "down Cujo dog".. I think I was the only one in the theater that laughed. They referenced a shit ton of movies in this which is one of the main reasons I liked it so much. Unless you're a movie buff, you're not going to 'get' most of the jokes.

Dare I say Kevin Smith can do no wrong? Clerks 2 I didn't see and don't really have an urge to watch it.. but come on people.. Zack and Miri, Jay & Silent Bob, Dogma, Chasing Amy, Mallrats.. and fuck you, I'll admit it... I loved Jersey Girl.

Maybe I don't know what I'm talking about.

xoxo

Jagged Little Pill

I'd just like to make one thing perfectly clear. (Incase I die tonight and people read my previous posts and think me naive)

I may write about taking large quantities of opiates but I am in no way promoting drug consumption. In the words of another blogger, I'm "contemptible." Humphh.

Update*
It is now March 3rd and I've only smoked weed since this post. And for purely medical reasons. Insomnia is considered 'medical' right? I is good girl.

Goddamnit! Goddamnit.

One word: Retail therapy. By golly, I'd sure like to know how I'm going to be able to pay my phone bill.

Working at Videorama is literally COSTING me money. There's a lot of downtime in this shop, at first I spent my time working. That didn't go well. Then I started reading but recently stopped because I can't seem to be able to focus on anything. (Besides my addiction to prescriptions which aren't prescribed to me and all the men I can't seem to keep) THEN! I came across online shopping. Which is what I now do. ALL DAY. I spend more money at work than I actually 'earn.'

Today I bought a shirt with Andy Kaufman's big bloody face on it.

BUT, this isn't a fashion blog so I won't continue on with my 'recently purchased' list.

AND, this isn't a 'feelings' blog so I won't tell you how lame some guys are. Even more so their girlfriends. (THEY WERE ON A BREAK)

God, definately off track. If you can believe it, I originally started this post because I was trying to peruse various shopping websites and all the goddamned customers kept interrupting me. And then I got mad. Hence.

Oh, and this message is for Brian, my thief of a coworker... (You stole my Rockstar last night you big boob!)

P.S. Last night I attempted to watch Immortal Beloved. Big fat NO to that one. Then, Bronson, NO. I passed out watching National Treasure 2 and thinking pleasant thoughts about drugs and how I would have liked to be on some.

On a completely different issue.. I can't tell if I'm a product of my environment. I BUY music so I'm gonna say no.



xoxo

Sheer Ingenuity

I was talking to a customer today, about the only person who knows that this blog exists, and he gave me an idea. Instead of writing about one irritating thing in a world of millions, write about a whole bunch of things about one subject.

Examples:

Vid-iots: I'm drowing in assholes
Vid-iots: I think I dated you but I might have been blacked out
Vid-iots: Learning to barter
Vid-iots: Learning to spot a stalker 101
Vid-iots: I'm high, how are you?

In short,.. short stories.

When writing these posts and I talk about someone I'm generally talking about multiple people at once as to not make the main person I'm talking about too obvious.

FUCK that shit. Fellas, you better watch out. Your ass is no longer safe. I will write about who I want, when I want. And although I may create a fake name for you, you can bet your ass they will both fucking rhyhme.

I can feel the 'defamation of character' lawsuits rolling in.

I can't wait to write the "I think I dated you but I might have been blacked out"


Know what happens next?

Idiocracy

Proof that all hope is lost. My day has been ruined. So early in the afternoon too.. what a shame.

And this is only the second customer of the day.

#2: I'm looking for a new release
Me: Go on..
#2: I don't remember what it is
Me: .......
#2: Well, it's a newer release..
Me: Ok, but to help you I'm gonna need to know a little more than that
#2: I don't remember
Me: Well.

..then I walk away and make myself look busy. Actually, I walk away, go to the computer and go to blogger. Now I'm here. REALLY?!

J-J-J-J-Jaded.

xoxo