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2007 8 June :: 8.40am
meine arbeit
if you ever find yourself wondering "hmm. i wonder what chris does at work, for the summer. how does he spend his time?" then this entry is for you.
story 1:
i work in a warehouse/factory. we get parts that come in on semi-trailers, and i have to take the skids and boxes of parts to various places in the warehouse, and put them on these gigantic racks. the majority of guys at work call them "pallet-tier racks". but every time they say to put stuff on these racks, i can't help but picture "palantir racks", because that's what it sounds like. palantir as in the lost seeing stones in lord of the rings. to make this story even more dorky, when i imagine these "palantir racks" they look a lot like how i mentally envisage the prophecy room in the ministry of magic in harry potter. and i laugh at myself every single time. which, you can imagine how often that happens in a night. it's cool, because i'm laughing all the fucking time.
story 2:
there is this fenced off area where they have large machines for cutting the fabric that they use to upholster the chairs and stuff. there are openings in the fence, all of which are accompanied by a sign that says "WARNING! cutters only allowed in this area". the word order in this is what amuses me. i understand that the spirit of the message is "danger! there's some sharp shit going on in here, and unless you're a trained professional, you're liable to lop something off inadvertently. and nobody wants that. especially our lawyers." however i always consider the idea that cutters, as in emo kids who slash their wrists, are only allowed to be in the cutting area and nowhere else. i realize that the cutting area would be a terrible place for such folk, so i decided that it would be cool to take a picture of one of the signs, and splice it onto an image of a padded room. that thought entertains me every time i pass one of those signs. again, just imagine how often i'm entertained in a night.
story 3:
this story isn't funny. they're putting me on the assembly lines starting sunday night. whcih means new boss, new job, new coworkers, new bullshit. and for the most part means: worse boss, terrible job, worse coworkers, and more bullshit than you can shake a tree at.
basically.
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2007 6 June :: 10.19pm
i know its bad but i am skipping my homework tonight. i am just so overwhelmed and i can't take it anymore. all i want to do is sit around and relax and dream about my wedding.
and my baby is home so that is it. love.
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2007 5 June :: 8.36am
:: Mood: pensieve
:: Music: jamiroquai
musings
i would never EVER commit suicide.
but ... when the time comes ... i think dying might be the easiest thing i ever do.
the sun is out.
i think i'll go to bed soon.
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2007 31 May :: 10.05pm
i don't understand how anyone can survive without air conditioning.
our air conditioning is still broken even though it was supposed to be fixed today. they couldn't fix it.
i am seriously going to die. i know it sounds pathetic. but i'm really going to die. i'm suprised i'm not already dead. i have never been so sick in my life. tuesday at 2 in the morning i puked like every hour until 9 . seriously i threw up everything in me. i was so dehydrated but whenever i drank water i would just throw it up. i wanted to die so bad.
it's a long story but i took too much cold medicine i'm pretty sure. i just layed in the bathroom and hugged the toilet the whole night and all day tuesday. omg i just wanted to die.
that's it.
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2007 28 May :: 6.54pm
we're engaged!
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2007 25 May :: 7.54am
:: Mood: amazingly good
:: Music: bnl - maroon
beer and cigarettes
i should probably get some sleep.
but i'm just really happy right now.
maybe i'll take a shower.
but i'm going to have to get up at like noon or so.
ah, well. whatever.
...
i might go see pirates tonight. should be fun. even though i can't afford it.
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2007 24 May :: 10.51pm
something big happened
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2007 23 May :: 9.56pm
seriously, i dont even like american idol that much. i just have a strange curiousity about who is going to win. i just have to know. and god i swear these random songs and random performers are getting so damn annoying i cna't watch for much longer.
they ARE deciding tonight, aren't they?
god they better be.
5 more minutes and this show is ending.
they're deciding tonight right. please dont tell me i watched this whole thing for no reason. just tell me who fricken won.
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lots of crap going on in my life i just dont feel like typing. i hate children.
that's totally not true but i just kinda feel like that.
and yet again i am getting sick. why? becausei work around snot nosed kids all day. and i swear to god i got sick from the one kid i cannot STAND because i had to keep wiping the oozing green snot from his fat little nose.
fucker.
g'night.
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2007 23 May :: 8.12pm
"Into The Ocean"
I'm just a normal boy
That sank when I fell overboard
My ship would leave the country
But I'd rather swim ashore
Without a life vest I'd be stuck again
Wish I was much more masculine
Maybe then I could learn to swim
Like 'fourteen miles away'
Now floating up and down
I spin, colliding into sound
Like whales beneath me diving down
I'm sinking to the bottom of my
Everything that freaks me out
The lighthouse beam has just run out
I'm cold as cold as cold can be
be
I want to swim away but don't know how
Sometimes it feels just like I'm falling in the ocean
Let the waves up take me down
Let the hurricane set in motion... yeah
Let the rain of what I feel right now...come down
Let the rain come down
Where is the coastguard
I keep looking each direction
For a spotlight, give me something
I need something for protection
Maybe flotsam junk will do just fine
the jetsam sunk, I'm left behind
I'm treading for my life believe me
(How can I keep up this breathing)
Not knowing how to think
I scream aloud, begin to sink
My legs and arms are broken down
With envy for the solid ground
I'm reaching for the life within me
How can one man stop his ending
I thought of just your face
Relaxed, and floated into space
I want to swim away but don't know how
Sometimes it feels just like I'm falling in the ocean
Let the waves up take me down
Let the hurricane set in motion... yeah
Let the rain of what I feel right now...come down
Let the rain come down
Let the rain come down
Now waking to the sun
I calculate what I had done
Like jumping from the bow (yeah)
Just to prove that I knew how (yeah)
It's midnight's late reminder of
The loss of her, the one I love
My will to quickly end it all
Set front row in my need to fall
Into the ocean, end it all
Into the ocean, end it all
Into the ocean, end it all
into the ocean...end it all
[Zayra]
Into the ocean (goodbye) end it all (goodbye)
Into the ocean (goodbye) end it all (goodbye)
Into the ocean (goodbye) end it all (goodbye)
I want to swim away but don't know how
Sometimes it feels just like I'm falling in the ocean
Let the waves up take me down
Let the hurricane set in motion (yeah)
Let the rain of what I feel right now...come down
Let the rain come down
Let the rain come down
Into the ocean (goodbye) end it all (goodbye)
(In to space)
Into the ocean (goodbye) end it all (goodbye)
Into the ocean (goodbye) end it all (goodbye)
Into the ocean (goodbye) end it all (goodbye)
Into the ocean (goodbye) end it all (goodbye)
Into the ocean (goodbye) end it all (goodbye)
(I thought of just your face)
Into the ocean (goodbye) end it all (goodbye)
Into the ocean (goodbye) end it all (goodbye)
Into the ocean (goodbye) end it all (goodbye)
Into the ocean (goodbye) end it all (goodbye)
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2007 23 May :: 7.48pm
A thousand miles seems pretty far
But they've got planes and trains and cars
I'd walk to you if I had no other way
Our friends would all make fun of us
and we'll just laugh along because we know
That none of them have felt this way
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