OH MY SHIT MY WISDOM TEETH ARE DESTROYING ME. ;_; Dude you don't get it! They've never hurt me before, ever, but for the past couple hours I've been in agony over these little bastards. And it's still a couple more weeks before I'll be able to get them yanked out. Sad Aaron. Hurting Aaron! Love me.
...I guess that's enough wallowing. Work last night was absolutely dead, as you may recall, but tonight was a complete "oh my god how do all of these people fit inside the restaurant" night. Which means that I am achy and exhausted and also that I will surely get MONEY MONEY MONEY. $_$ Oh baby. Best Overheard Guest Quote of the Week: "The last time you spanked him, you cried and he laughed!"
Despite all of these pains, I'm in a really great mood compared to yesterday. I did a lot of sitework, I drew some, and even though my flight for Virginia leaves at like 8 tomorrow morning, I'm not sweating it at all. I'd blame PMS for these mood swings, but lacking a vagina as I am, I guess I'm just overly moodly or messed up in the head. Heh heh.

Oh yeah: I'm already back in my room. Now to pay a visit to my own bed...

I spent all day in the house trying to gather the initiative to do art or sitework and instead did nothing. Work was incredibly slow and I was cut half an hour before closing. All this week has been slow, and from this Sunday to next Sunday I'll be in Virginia and hence not working. I need money. Dad and I had a long, arduous talk about a number of different things, and it's not really his fault, but overall I feel pretty miserable at the moment. I don't know if I'm getting depressed, I don't know if it's from Grandpa's situation... Whatever. I just want it to do its thing and then leave me alone again.

My first day off in five days! Becca and I spent all day watching Disney movies, writing bastardized Weiß fiction and drawing owied angelpeople. Fun stuff! The latter will be put on aaron'site3 as soon as I'm back on my own computer. My parents' friends are still visiting and staying in my room for two more days... Hence, for two more nights I will be living in Dad's computer room and sleeping on a mattress on the floor. Aren't you jealous?

I spent $65 on Prismacolor markers yesterday (a 24-set and 5 singles) and that makes me very happy, even if I can't use them for shit quite yet. Work was hell and I spent the night at Becca's. My mom called me there from Virginia at 10:30 to tell me that my grandfather has pancreatic cancer and that's already spread and in its final stages, which means he doesn't have a lot of time left. I'm going to Virginia for a week starting this Sunday, since the 4th is his birthday (and my dad's, too). I don't know what I feel about it all.

At the restuarant tonight it went from being the slowest Sunday I've worked to the busiest. I didn't get out until 45 minutes after closing-- usually it's only half an hour max. In any case, I made $40 for last night and adding that to what I've collected over the past week or so (including a paycheck) I have about $300 to put into the bank. Not bad.
Tonight I talked to my dad for a long while about some anxieties I've been feeling lately. To boil it down to the main point, it centered around the fact that all my parents seem to be wanting lately is to help me get out and supporting myself, when the truth is I still have a little of my youth left and would prefer to enjoy it while I can before I am crushed by the burden of life in the real world. Who knows, maybe my parents will occaisionally buy food for me again now.

Oh yeah-- pictures! You know you like it. The first one is the wreckage of the cake that Beccu and I plowed through, what was it, two weeks ago? I dunno, check the archives. It's still funny. And as an added bonus I digi'd a picture of the Jesus poster I bought, laughing at all those people who devote their lives to finding Jesus since it only took me $1 plus tax. The poster wouldn't so so scary if the eyes didn't follow you. I'm not kidding; back away from the monitor and move around. It's creepy stuff. I can't sleep facing the door anymore.

Hey! Like the new layout? I hope so. ^_^

I'm the new owner of a $60,000 condo.
But to rewind a bit:
The day before yesterday my dad woke me up at 6:30 so that we could make the three-hour drive down to Athens in order to check out a couple condos. (Since my out-of-state tuition is so high, my parents figured that buying a place at school for me would be easier and save money.) And so we checked out those places and by 1 o'clock we were all signing a contract. The place is on the top floor of its building, so it feels almost like one massive, tall room with a second half-floor (the master bedroom) perched over the living room/kitchen. I'll snap some pictures of it next time I see it; it's very cool. I'm happy, except I have to pay my parents $100 a month for mortgage and split the cost of utilities with Matt, who's gonna be my roommate. That's gonna be like $1800 a year, and that amount of money scares me. There's a lot more to this, which came close to making me cry in the car on the way home, but I'm too tired to get into that.

I've been in a really shitty mood all night since work. I made plans with my friends for tomorrow since, this being the end of the calendar week and my fourth straight night of working, I didn't think they would start off the new week by having me work. Well, they are. Tomorrow they're gonna have an exhausted, pissed-off busperson and it's their own fault. ... In lighter news, though, I downloaded Gravitation 4 and 5 and the show keeps getting better. Also did some RP and drawing and that always makes me feel good. Talk to me in twenty-four hours and we'll see how I'm doing.

Well jeez! Not only have I done some of my best art ever the past few days (go see at aaron'site3) but I'm also working on a cool layout for aaron'site 4. Guess I'm on a bit of a talent kick now. Saw "O Brother Where Art Thou" with my family and it's actually a very cool movie. If you think it's boring, you probably weren't paying enough attention. That's about it, really. I'm still driving myself around town and to work, and as stressful as it is, I love doing it. Not to mention Cowboy Bebop and Tekken Tag CDs sound rad on my Dad's car's soundsystem.

I spent all night watching the third-season Utena that I borrowed from Becca and... that's some crazy shit, dude. We saw Moulin Rouge this morning and I thought it was pretty lame overall. Lately everything I've drawn has sucked, everything I've written has sucked and all the layouts I've designed have sucked, and so I'm not in much of a swell mood anymore. I found out today from the head secretary at my job at school, Dana, that I'll be able to work for them again next year. Dana's my pal on the staff, and we hung out a couple times outside the office before I left. She also told me today that when I come back, she's gonna be my superior. I still don't know what I feel about that.

I'm tired, so I'll try to keep this short. I've spent the last few days running around with Becca and watching anime-- basically Kenshin, Berserk and Patarillo, the best show on earth. I got my haircut today and put a bunch of money in the bank, my Utena movie OST came in the mail, I got my paycheck today, and I'm just feeling great. Things are going good.

No work today, no work today! Hence it was a run-around-all-day-with-Beccu-and-Mollie day. We rented the DVDs for Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon (my fifth or sixth time seeing it) and also The Road to El Dorado, which is a very cute movie. Around 11pm, Becca and I drove across town screaming along to jpop and then we bought a yellow cake with chocolate frosting for five bucks at the supermarket. We got to my house, sat on the bed and plowed through it with our fingers since we had no silverware. It only took us about fifteen minutes to put that whole sucker away. Pictures will be up tomorrow for your (and our) enjoyment. I work Thursday (sure to be a so-so night), Friday (killer nights) and Saturday (always oh-my-fucking-god-where-did-all-these-people-come-from nights) this week, so tomorrow will be my last day of rest for a while.

Hello! I have not been very talkative lately, have I? The main reason is that I've been working the past three nights (making $108 baby), after which I rarely have the energy to organize my thoughts. I am also sick-- my usual upper respiratory infection-- and heavily medicated. I think it's safe to say that my work, illness and meds are interrelated to some extent.
I don't have very much to report seeing as how my past several days have been filled with a lot of nothing, but a funny thing did happen at work tonight.
--BEGIN FLASHBACK SEQUENCE--
Aaron: (sorting glasses in the dishroom)
Server X: (comes in with a pile of plates, a pizza tray on top) Jesus, look at this. Didn't even touch half the pizza.
Aaron: Mm. (eyes the pizza-- tomato and basil)
Server X: Now it'll be trashed. (eyes the pizza too)
Aaron: Damn.
both: (after eyeing the pizza again for a moment, dart a hand towards it at the same time)
Server X: You know, this is against policy.
Aaron: You're right.
Server X: (looks left)
Aaron: (looks right)
both: (inhale pizza)
--END FLASHBACK SEQUENCE--
We plowed through four slices in about, oh, ten seconds. Don't even ask me how, I'm still trying to figure it out.