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a new start… new outlook…
i dunno
last couple of days have been weird… i dunno.. the shit at the shoot.. like it was like the worst thing that could of happened… i knew when the face was painted something was going to happen.. when jess and i left the 2nd time to go to home depot i told her something was up… like there was a reason we shouldnt be there…
as soon as we got back it was ike we handed off the cord and bam… chimpin… hands in the air spinnin in circles and it was time to go…
followed this fat kid but for a fat kid he hustled…. back to the homes where he chimped for a couple seconds… when we made the u turn i think we saw the scaffolding (spelling?) guy… chimpin in front of a deli….
very weird situation…
i did however get to say chimpin….
i went to the dentist… i dunno what the fuckin big deal is… i am not a fan of pain… but its not that bad… pain is human. you are not human if you dont feel pain… maybe its because i havent had aything bd yet? i mean it was a root canal… only my sister said it wasnt bad… and it really wasnt…. at all.. i told the doc i prolly deserved this pain cause of what i did in the last 10 days of work…
pretty awesome 10 days at work tho… and im only at new dorp… so i can talk aboot it…. eyy…
last weekend i did an anch peeling… on a kids chest.. i had it a perfect size but he wanted it bigger….
he sat ok.. not a lot of bitching…. he kept on wanting to get up which would stretch the area.. by the time we were done 1 side was already stretched out an the other was still freshly cut…. not too much of a difference, but i see it in the pic a little…
one side was tightening up and he had to get up… but yo that shit was tight… it looked awesome.. i have 1 pic of it…. one….
sucks..
sammy was my savior on friday? or saturday? i dont even remember… someone caled up asking if we punched or pierced @ large size… obviously i said yes… lol….
she came in… was @ 7/16 already in 1 ear.. cut the other ear from nothing to 7/16… crazy jump.. she took that shit like a champ… crazy nice walk in… WALK IN…
never worked on her before.. felt confident in me.. got cut… i really do love my job…
i think its the follow ups i do… i dunno…
not braggin…
its nice to never hve to work a day in your life…

we are just checking to see if i can save posts in regular opera on my phone… if not the newer wordpess will hopefully have a fix for this…

are weird

]dreams about anthony feldele working at aeropostale… and some girl from the shop an-something

i cant spell it

that shit was freaky

damn

time for the dentist

it really hasnt been 10 days since i wrote

i redid my phone and it saved the posts as drafts with no body

useless

its usually the point in the day that i enjoy…. me time… not the last couple of mornings..
ive been asked to clean my area… which i thought i did a good job at… but it wasnt good enough for my mom… which i dont even know how she saw anything that was done in my area… but whatever…
no mater what you say to her you are getting loud and you are being disrespectful… so…
i cleaned what i had to clean last night… i moved back home like 3 years ago… my shit is still in boxes… so wtf? what else besides my nintendos and my pc and dvds do i have to box up?
nothing
and then to boot she brings up hber website..
anyone who wants work on their website pays me upwards of 50 an hr to edit shit…
ive wasted too much time on her site…
yesterday i had to deal with a little kid whos eyebrow i pierced… hes always changin it…. then my stalker… in between that i found out my ipricku got hacked.. so try dealin with that…
your site gets hacked and you need to change all the passwords…. for everything…
and then fix the website…
and to boot your mother is buggin you about your aunt leaving a comment which is a email.. and then stupid shit that has to do with her template… cause you know…. i made the template…
she has no clue what its like to write out a website…
and she will never know….
after that i had to work on the shops myspace cause our tags keep on vanishing….
and i started a toronto campaign….
sammy has been stopping by since hes unemployed… which is why i think ive been doin so good at work… good mojo goin on… gods feel good vibes… i get blessed….
its been an awesome week and ahalf… but i miss toronto…
cant wait to go back…
hopefully my parents get off my case about cleaning… and look and see everything is still in boxes….
or just sel me the damn house…. ima make loot when jess and i get engaged… for real…
i wana make a baby….
hahahahah
a mini me…. hahaha..
whatevs…
at least if i owned the house the attic could be their storage spot along with the basement….
i love that she brough up the fact that i give up my weekend to help jess mom…. yeah cause she dont have a mn in her life to help… she has never had a MAN to help… eric was a bitch… if your man doesnt have a tool set of any sort hes a bitch….
every man should have a drill, drill bits, a saw, screwdrivers, and a ratchet set…. im sure theres a couple more…
whatever…
i cant wait to get into work already….

so im blogging on the new wordpress… on the old opera mobile… opera mini isnt working..
i dunno if i will be able to save…
my i prick u got hacked…
yeah…
i got hacked..
i know it had something to do with me not updating wordpress..
ill figure this out soon….

hopefully today i will get to work on my website…
and i guess its time to upgrade my wordpress…
kinda scared..
lol
i figure if i do it in ubuntu im golden….
this usb shit is for some reason kicking my ass…
think imma just make it a knoppix stick…
just wount be persistent…
cant spell check….
doh
ima look mad retarded…..
almost as retarded as sitting on the train with a dead zune… thats what i have done for the last 3 days.. i have been so lazy when i get home to even plug my zune in…. so ive been taking the train.. listening to nothing…. nothing…
train is too crowded….

never quite got settled in jersey…
now my parents need help sprucing stuff up… i dont think its a good time to sell…
kinda wanna buy the house… their gona do all this fixing up and stuff…
sell me the damn house sucker… hahahaha…..
only in dreams…
i kinda hope they move out of new york…
wow its 1125… finally @ dongan hills…. jeez
just zoned out….
time to save….

today i sit here in new jersey… its a little before 11am… but ive been up for a while…
wasnt all that hungry yesterday… kinda forced myself to eat…
but today i realized something..
my neighbor that is giving my dad a hard time is giving my dad a hard time because my dad didnt do something illegal for him or a friend….
to put this in perspective…
my father was asked to get an address… he never did… cause its illegal for him to do that… so my dad never gets the address thinking that would be the end of it… eventually the story would just fade off…
but it didnt/…
countless times this guy joe… who to give you a little background, is married to a woman named debbie who taught me pre school and tutored me in math (me need a tudor? yesh i did…) debbie and joe were both smokers and seemed to be very simple people… their house resembled that of a log cabin… wood paneling everywhere while the interior was covered in plastic… plastic covered couches, tables, floors…. yes the floors had plastic runners…
so here we are today…
my neighbor joe
hating on my dad
cause he wount break the law…
the things that annoy me is that this guy joe has basically done things seen in grumpy old men i would presume… cause i have never seen the movie…
things like leave magazines scattered all over the lawn… cigarette butts all over our sidewalk… peeling my stickers off of the fire pole (yeah noticing these are things that i have seen)… letting his dog pee on the grass… jessica even said something to him, but i told her to stop cause he was walking away and i didnt want to be late for the train… the reason she yelled at him was not even for the dog peeing… cause dogs tend to piss a little here and there… its a little tinkle and you cant stop em… so they do it…
but encouraging the dog, saying “good job” is what set jessica off… id really have to ask if she even remembers this cause this was like 1 1/2 ago…
now to his dog… their dog… their dog is like the size of a tomato paste can…. you cant be hardcore walking around with a dog that small… (not to say that buffy is hardcore, but she is) a dog they have spent $14, 000 on (what i was told in a phone convo) a dog who basically can break a bone by sneezing… their dog cant shit no bigger than a nickel…
the reason i am even bringing any of this up is because of what happened this week… with their dog…
joe, walking his dog around the corner for his 20x a day cigarette walk, dog shits on my sidewalk now heres where it gets funny… joe is wiping the shit into the sidewalk…
2 sides to every story mind you… joe tells me the dog had diarrhea… but that my dad was able to pick up the shit… previous he tells me he washed it away… so i know my dad was able to pick up shit… and that the dog didnt have diarrhea..
my dad and him get into an argument…
he tells my dad no one likes him in the neighborhood… who the fuck cares joe? who cares if anyone likes my father… i dont… i know my dad is the nicest guy in the world… i know my dad loves me… i know my dad has worked at the same place for a very long time and has raised a family earning next to nothing in the beginning… and became what he is today… a man with a job that doesnt stress him out so much any more… with enough sick days for a whole crew of workers to have 2 weeks off each… making way more money than youll ever be able to count… but he busted his ass for it… and my dad is something for that…
my dad is a father… a real father… my dad and my mom both still love each other and care for each other… and actually like spending time with each other…
its not my fault joe that your retired and you hate your life… it really isnt even my fathers fault… but continue doing shit to my father and the same shit will continue to happen to you…
see joe its called karma… and its something i believe in… maybe you turn on the television and watch My Name Is Earl… its on regular tv… lol
when im at work i try my damnedest to never talk about any other shop or person who doesnt work at my shop… cause karma will send a 400lb beast in who wants a hood piercing…
and when youve done shit to my house like stealing locks and littering and such what has happened to you?
you get falsely accused (allegedly) of something and arrested…. your pool collapses… your dog costs you “14, 000″…
maybe joe its time to open your eyes and take a deep breath…
drink in the life you have made for yourself…

do you realize how “fragile” you look? i bet my dad could break your wrist with a simple hand shake…
i told you on the phone to go apologize to him… you chose not to…
now i hope after our little chat on the tellie that you stay the fuck away from their house…
cause one day my dad isnt going to be so calm…

eyyyy
lol
today was the 4th of july….
jess and i did a lot of running around… went like evrywhere but where friends were…
last night we did get to chill with sammy and andrea… devin and a client of mine tara i believe were there as well..
nick (nut i guess altho i never really called him that) who i pierced and ian were there as well.. it was weird to hear that nicks piercing healed… awesome and all.. i just always expect the worse to happen when you really want the piercing to heal…
its always nice to know hen you go out no one ever says my shit was infected when i did the piercing…. hahaha
today tho my neighbors dog shit on our sidewalk and the neighbor like rubbed it into the sidewalk…
and its not even that that im like all weirded out about… what could he have possibly been pickin it up with? a napkin or 2… your hands definitely smell like shit now…. right?
that and like just go smoke a cigarette or something… die quicker….
rub shit on my sidewalk…
the great thing about that really tho is now something is definitely going to hapen to him.. like his fridge will attack him now… or his roof will collapse.. or his sidewalk will turn into hot lava… hahaha….
something will happen…
and my dad wount have to leave the house…
its a good thing tho… cause i know how i fight and remember him from the childbhood years..
theres no one in my dads weight and age class that he couldnt wreck.. we may not work out but we do alot of work outside of work…
i dunno… i would love to see my dad fight anyone…. hahaha….
well its time to go in…. po-po are loco

so ive decided to go to the mall instead of blog…
but real quick…
yesterdays work day was not as awesome as tuesday and wednesday… but it was still awesome…
got out of work late and ended up going to sammys for a bee bee cue…
mad chill.. drank some vex… lol.. had 2 burgers…. meat is awesome… hahahaha… i like being out of work and mingling… but sometimes its weird…. when your already relaxing and haivng to talk about it….
i just hate hearing yeah i go to you but my friend are like hes so expensive…. am i that expensive? lol…
good…
im hiding right now…
out of the house….
dont feel like doing website work as soon as i wake up… but im always like the quicker i do it… hopefully the quicker it gets done….
welp
time to bounce….