Everythings been good. I've been working alot and spending alot. I had lost my phone and had to buy a new one, then I wondered why my new one wasn't working and I realized that that camera that attaches to it wasn't attaching the proper way. Life sucks like that sometimes. It ended up being defected, so I had to snail mail it to Erickson and now I got to wait for them to mail me a new one. FUCK ASS CHEEKS. That sucks. I had to pay the rent this two weeks because my roomie has been having problems with his checking account. Well my trip back home is still on. I just got an email from The Scene. It's a entertainment magazine back home. They sent me a copy of the press release. I like it. ok, bye

Ok, I know it's been a long time…. I got fired from my shitty job at the theatre. I got fired by the big shot himself. It was nice. I told him thank you and tried to shake his hand. It didn't “please” him. I got fired partly because of the manager that I was having problems with. The other reasons are the “inside politics” at the theatre. I was next in line for a promotion to become a manager, that was not good for the other managers because I'm not the quite type. I get talk when it's called for. I don't let things just go to shit. So I got 86'd from the theatre, too. I am not allowed inside the facility what so ever! I still see my friends after they get out of work, though. Actually, I've been seeing them alot more since then. Everything's ok. I had another job the next day. I told my boss at the part time job and he referred me to his friend that owns a similar store. I got the job right over the phone. I like alot. No Stress! Nothing. I get along with everyone and I have time to actually eat and relax a little. GOODTIMES! So it's official… I'm booked at the comedy club back home in El Paso, TX. I should be buying my plane ticket this week. I'm hoping to be able to rent a car, a hotel room and still have some party money. One problem is my room mate, Andre. He keeps asking to borrow money and never pays me back. I don't know what to do. Stick out till I come back from Texas? Or.. Just go back to a shelter and stick out till I have enough to get a decent apartment? GOD!!! Help me. I don't know. Give me some advice!!! So I'm working every night, 7 nights a week… and I'm not tired! I feel great. Ok, that's it. I got some pictures from Jetta. Get the lube ready baby!!! I'm coming home!!! I'm going to be such a slut when I get there!!!!

And that's just what I did right now. I was at work and everything was fine. We had a screening of “8 Mile”, the Eminem movie. There were about 800 people. I had everything running fine. Then… the manager comes and says, “We need to talk.” I went with her to the office and she starts with this crap about me disrespecting her. I said my part. And when we got back to the stand she's gives this attitude like she just won a fight. I sent some people on break and told her and the other managers that I was leaving. Now I think I'll go rent some movies and relax. I called the house manager, he's in charge of basically everything. He told me not to leave. He asked me to try and get transferred to another department. I couldn't do that because I was fed up all ready. So I told him we'd speak tommorow. Let's see what happends. I might get fired, or I might get less days. Hell, watch her get fired and I get promoted. Who cares? No one. See ya!