Haligh, Haligh, an awful lie

what a night. had to work a little longer than i wanted because of wonderful scheduling issues which seem to be the norm these days at my shit job. we all love kelly to death, but its getting pretty bad. throw sena in the mix and that makes for two unhappy dispatchers. so i got home around 3 (that’s a.m.) and after stretching, running, drinking some refreshing water, making a wonderful mix cd (although i still have much to learn about making mix cd’s), i now sit in my vehicle listening to it, drinking even more water, and yes, typing away on my laptop. i’ve got my reasons for such odd behavior, but i guess its just easier to say i’m just odd. and if you could only see me now. if i had my cam i’d take a pic. nothing anyone would want to see though because of the current no shirt thing. it was hot outside during my run. what am i supposed to do? dawn is creeping along and the birds are almost in full unison. tomorrow (or today i guess) is when everyone pretty much celebrates the 4th. in about one hour and fifteen minutes, the hot air balloons will be taking off from about 5 minutes from here. thought about just staying awake and walking over there to check em out. i tell myself every year that i’ll wake up early enough to see them. maybe this is the year? doubtful.

funny to think about last 4th. the law firm was pretty much in full affect (or is it effect?). mike and i went shooting and were actually friends then. last i heard from him was an email telling me to take him off my mailing list. i don’t think he was kidding either. my blog’s year anniversary came and went pretty quietly. used to be able to post so much because i worked so often and was so bored that i had all the time in the world. scheduled for only two days a week now until i quit the job, hence my recent lack of lucid dream commitment.

and get this. the freaking psycho cat is on top of my jeep right now. don’t worry though: doors locked, windows up. that cat’s got nothing on me. but i’m waiting to look up and see him clawing his way into my roof like in some terminator movie. its kinda scary listening to him walk up there.

hung out pretty much all day with courtney today from school. gotta say, that girl is something else. she can talk for days about what seems like any subject. she won’t admit it, but she’s got some brain on her. took her no time at all to discover this nonsense i write. i doubt she’ll care to read such trivial crap. most people are interested in it for only a short time, then realize its all the same garbage and move on. now that she has stumbled upon my little world, i doubt she’ll want to be doing any more studying so that really sucks cuz i had a pretty fun time.

its two minutes to five now. still no sign of daylight yet. o’connor retired yesterday, but i have a feeling that i won’t be considered for her replacement. its this blog that’s holding me back.

i don’t know what’s been going on with me lately. i’ve been feeling a ton of anger lately and i’m generally never an angry person (except those random times when i tell tom that i’m going to kill him, but i never really mean it). many know about this issue i’ve been having with the good reverend from georgia and the textbook i purchased from him through half.com. i’ll hopefully be posting our little correspondence on here as soon as all is said and done. to me its been one big game. i view it as my first case as a potential lawyer. i’ve tried to be thorough in my analysis and view all sides. it has been a good experience and has allowed me to utilize my maddd legal research skills and shady contract law knowledge. so far i think i’m winning the case even though it seems he got the last word in. we’ll see though. this guy is pretty persistent and brutal. watch out for those georgia felony warrants too!!! i’ve got nothing against any religious clergy members, but this “reverend” is an asshole. and he has the nerve to call me a con artist!! moving on however, i feel ready to blow up at any minute if the right buttons are pushed (not necessarily because of mr. reverend). let those faggots upstairs pound one more time. i dare them. please, someone say the wrong thing to me and maybe cut me off in traffic. ruin my life a little more greg. could you do that for me? what a nice time to go postal. not that ryan is a psycho or anything, but it seems like he can really be on the edge too sometimes. guess i know the feeling now. wow, i’m so difficult. how does anyone stand me?

the new starting line cd is something else. i think one or two songs are really gay, but i’m so down with everything else. i knew i should have bought it before those other two wastes of time. never thought i’d say that about two of my fav bands. on a random note, i have no doubt in my mind that marilyn manson will go directly to hell. its kinda sad because i really think the band is amazing and talented. crazy, but amazing to listen to.

tom is moving in with a girl!!! what’s up with that??? they are just friends, but still. its just weird. i think i’m actually getting wireless out here in my parking lot so i might be able to post all of this from here. otherwise it’ll be on later today. and oh how the sky now races to rid itself of this darkness. only ten minutes ago was there nothing. and i still got 58 more minutes of battery life!! i hope to be nestled inside by then though.

chris leaves sunday and i have a feeling i won’t see him for a few years. that’s just how things go. i’ve had a pretty good time with him here and all of us being together. does anyone know why motorcycles don’t have radios or cd players or something on them? i’m not talking about the big honda’s, but rice rockets. i know they can make stuff small enough to add without screwing with the bike’s performance. is it legal stuff? anyone have any ideas?

for some reason, even though the balloons should be doing their thing in like 30 minutes, i don’t feel like seeing them. i’m making a new list on yahoo that has all my all-time favorite movies. i don’t know what its purpose is though. i have a few lists like this already. feel like curling up in a ball and just sleeping in the back of my jeep right now. its 5:31. i should have just stayed at work.

okay, no wireless anymore. you’ll get this later. could be later today, could be next week. slacker i am.

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