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May 29, 2009
Global Mikey Day!
Where da Canadians at?! ‘Cause you all inviting me to Montreal for a drink WHAAAA!! I am 19 years young today fuckers! Odd numbers seem to suit me much better so I am looking forward to a very crazy year. This past one was good overall. Unemployed and silly most of the time, but I dipped into adult-like responsibility for quite a while and let me tell you, I love it here, but I’m ready to get my ass to Hollywood and really lose my mind!
Due to the surprise birthday dinner I had at Cheesecake Factory last night, my pal Brittany is now a certified goddess. I love being spoiled like that on my birthday, but I should probably find a way to sneak cash back into her bag. I worry about my tendency to run up a bill, but it was the perfect kick-off to my birthday weekend! I try and be so elegant and eat well-portioned meals while dining at fancy places, but I always binge at that place. I imagine it’s pretty disturbing to witness, but thanks Brittany!
Tropical Smoothie e-mailed me a coupon for a free smoothie so besides hitting that up today, I plan on shopping around and seeing what kind of free stuff I can snag. Christina is working ’till 11 but as soon as she’s off we’re driving to Sandusky and partying on my family yacht (more like a large boat but I love saying yacht.) Hopefully I’m sober in the morning because we’re goin’ to Cedar Point and I want to get on all the rides before the crowd starts. I’ll just wait in line to re-ride them all day anyway, but I’ve always wanted to get there at open.
Wow look at me go, all this birthday adrenaline is making me type away and miss out on my holiday! Happy Mikey Day!
May 26, 2009
Dysfunctional, OH
Every time I have a day worth writing about I pass out and forgot to log on. Oops. I’m still looking for a full-time job. I got a part-time thing going at the mall, but by part-time I mean one shift divided over two days. So it’s really just something to do. I’d blow it off if it weren’t for the discounts on clothes. Then again, I don’t necessarily have money to buy clothes…
Anyway! After a bout with a suspected case of clinical depression, I’m feeling pretty on track and am getting ready for Los Angeles (alone.) Fuck planning. I tried to make a long-term goal and got fucked over by a smoothie-making Jew and his Italian sidekick. I’m just going to round up as much money as I can and take off. I’m flying down there in June to check shit out and meet this kid I might be rooming with. He called me while completely smashed so we already have something in common.
I’m so excited to finally be getting out of here. I think there is definitely a time for everything and let me tell you, my time has come. Being unemployed, single, and generally bored is reason enough to start fresh 3,000 miles away. Plus, I’m already behind on my goal of becoming the youngest winner of the Oscar for Best Actor (Suck it, Adrien Brody!)
Today is reminding me of the parts of my adolescence that were spent searching flight schedules and planning secret moves to Drug Mart. This morning, I woke up on Christina’s couch to her and her man arguing, so I hightailed it outta there to only come home to the parents “subtly” discussing divorce. What about ‘ohana? Yeah right, I’m getting out of here!
