the best 50 bucks

yesterday, on memorial day sunday, i get a call around 12:30 p.m. t.j., a co-worker who was hosting a party at his house sunday night (with everyone having monday...today...off), calls and tells me that the DJ he hired bailed on him for a higher paying gig downtown. so he asked me to be his DJ. i said yes, ended up making 50 bucks, and had a blast djing in public for the first time.

let me tell ya, it's tiring. i went non-stop from 9 p.m. til about 1:15, and i was wiped. i think i did good. i mixed up my hip-hop/downtempo/jazzy beats nicely with 80s shit. i knew i had to bring 80s music cause i would need to play at least SOME music people there would be familar with.

at the end of the night, a slightly drunk but very excited t.j. thanked me, and told me that at least ten people had told him thru the course of the night that they loved the music. i asked him if he was bullshitting me, and he insisted he wasn't.

being the procastinator i tend to be, perhaps this was what i finally need to get my ass out in public...a last minute call, with no time to over-prepare or over-anaylze if i was ready.

now, tiring as it was, i want to do it again. i LOVED being the DJ. i LOVED being in control of the music.

i want more...

sith

i forgot to mention in my earlier post today that last night i saw 'revenge of the sith'. angela was sick, so jeff had to cut his orlando trip short and he left on friday. so it was just me, devin, brendan, and lorrianne. i liked the movie...a lot. george lucas hasn't totally lost it, after all. of course, there's some bad dialogue and a couple other clunky things, but all in all, this is actually a good star wars movie. it's dark, very dark at times...like 'the empire strikes back'. the ending left me wanting more...even though i know what happens next!

anyway, just had to give george some props...

slicer

just got back from hitting golf balls. jessica, from work, gave me a lesson. she's really good...she's knows her shit. my swing is actually good (she says it looks very natural and fluid, and that i have good tempo). the problem is that i'm slicing most of my shots. she had me do a few exercises but nothing seemed to correct it. she said once i get better i'm going to be hitting it far, based on my flexibilty and body build. i have good hip rotation, and she says that's a key. anyway, we'll see.

my goal is to hit balls as many days as possible before i go back to scotland on june 14th. she loaned me a few clubs to practice with, as she just got a new set. they may be a tad short, since i'm obviously taller than her. but it's a starting point. my goal, getting back to that, is that i'd like to play the course we're shooting at (it's a famous british open course). i just need to not totally suck, and then i'll go for it.

speaking of scotland, it's beautiful there. i had a blast this week. the course rocks...it's right on the north sea coast. it was chilly and rainy everyday, but who cares?

i have decided i am going to stay for 6 days after the shoot, but i'm not going to continental europe; i'm going to stay in edinburgh and explore that city. i also might take a train to loch ness. i'm going to use this work experience to explore scotland as much as possible...who knows when i'll be back? i'll come back home on the 4th of july....unless the much-rumored 'live aid 2' happens that day in london. then maybe i'll stay two more days and train it to london and go to that...

five

about to leave for my 5:20 flight. flying direct from orlando to london, and then take a connection to edinburgh.

i did the math. scotland will be the fifth country i've been to, along with the u.s. (obviously), canada, england, and spain.

i come back saturday afternoon. jeff will be in town. that night, he, devin, brendan, and i are all going to see episode III. i hope this one doesn't suck like the past two...

the ex

well, last night my health was MUCH improved. so much that i decided to go to i-bar to dance. my cough is pretty much gone, and i'm not blowing my nose anymore. anyway, i wandered downtown and almost as soon as i was in the club i saw my ex. for a while, when i'd see her (like on the other side of the dance floor), she seemed to be alone.

but then later she was dancing with some boy, who looked no older than 25, and then she started dancing close to him, kissing him and stuff...

the GREAT thing is seeing that didn't have the impact, like AT ALL, like it once would've. but it doesn't change anything...i'm really down, residing myself to a very long period of solitude ahead...this sucks...it so easy for girls...

pms?

want some phlem? i've got some...and it's gross. i've been sick the past two days, with my ailing body today engaging in periodic coughing fits. then it dissapates, for a time, leading me to falsely believe i'm on the mend. but before i know it, i'm bending over a trash can spitting out the nasty p-stuff all over again. (sorry if that was a bit graphic)

perhaps as a result, i'm cranky. i'm picking apart all my faults, mainly my physical ones. i'm like a pms-ing woman...i'm ripping apart all of my facial and physique flaws.

in other news, my crappy money situation has forced me to opt out of any european travels after we shoot in june. i'm coming straight home...yeah, how exciting...

i do go to scotland this week, for work. i need to shake this nasty cough before then. so in that spirit, i'm off to bed at 10:27 on a beautiful, clear saturday night...

fools deed

so, j and i are chatting today online, and try as i might to accept her, it's very challenging. she has apparently found a buyer for her awful 1978 dodge van, and get this: her dad told her he'd match whatever she gets for it. so if she sells it for $2000, he'll just GIVE her another $2000 as well. must be nice to have a dad do shit like that for you when you're in your 30s.

and then she's talking about moving, and this and that, and then says no matter what she does, she'll buy something else (using the money that she'll get from selling her house that her DAD helped her buy). and then she goes, "i'll never rent. renting is a fools deed." thanks. way to make me feel like shit.

why would anyone purposefully say that to someone who rents?

i almost responded, then decided not to. for the next 10 minutes, neither one of us entered any text, until she was like, "well, i have to shower. talk to you later!". i didn't say anything. for all she knew i had gotten busy at work, but my ego would like to think that she may be wondering if in fact her comment pissed me off. she's a smart girl. she knew she was taking a shot at me, for no good reason, i might add...

her big future plans are to go the bahamas and then go to philly. again, must be nice having a dad give you money so you don't have to work and you can just travel.

i kinda wonder though, if deep down she's that happy. i like having a cool job, working with cool people i like and get along with. i'd be bored outta my mind living in the boondocks in gaineville with nothing to do every single day. we were chatting around 4:30 p.m., and she mentioned she was drinking a vodka cranberry. must be nice, i guess...

what sucks is we chatted yesterday and it went great, and i said i'd probably go to g'ville on the 23rd for one night. it's her birthday. i'll probably still do it, but i need to keep reminding myself she's just a test. everytime she says something that pisses me off i need to breathe deep and see her for what she is...

wilde

it looks like most of our 12 guys are picked for this year's show. i got kinda pissed today. i wasn't invited to the selection meeting. five or six bigwigs were there, along with jay and paul. i asked jay why i wasn't going to be a part of it. i mean, i'm supposedly a producer now, right? more important, i pointed out, was the fact that of the 22 semi-finalists we were going to chose from, i interviewed and auditioned 12 of them (that's more than half for anyone not so good at math).

whatever. i should just let it go.

so, on the european side, four of the six they picked were my guys...including a young kid i talked to in norwich. as we were talking, he told me his sister (whom he has a big age gap with) was a pop singer back in the 80s. i was like, "might i have heard anything she did?" he goes, "a song called 'kids in america'". then i go, 'kids in america!' kim wilde is your sister!". then i look down at his application, and sure enough, his name is marty wilde.

okay, so it's not the most amazing thing ever, but i thought it was cool. his whole family lives in close proximity of each other, so when i go over there to do the day-in-the-life feature, you know damn well we're taking a drive to kim's house and i'm meeting her. maybe i'll even have her sign the sleeve of the 45 i have :)

cubs lose

went to chicago for work this past friday. a couple peolple from our chicago sales office took us to a cubs game. that was kinda cool, going to wrigley field. the place is a relic, old school to say the least. the park was built in the first part of the 20th century. so it was kinda cool going there, especially for free. the cubs played the phillies, and lost. they blew a lead in the 9th inning, losing the game on an error. typical cubs.

antiparticle and k were in town this weekend. i had to work, so i barely got to see them. which was okay...they were here to see their moms, that was the purpose of their impromptu trip, for mother's day and all. but at least i saw them for a bit...

i'm supposed to go hit golf balls with jessica tomorrow, but i think i'll postpone it to wednesday. i'm really tired. i've been scrambling, trying to get all of our potential golfers that we might cast for this year's show together, for a 3 p.m. meeting tomorrow that will decide the matter...a meeting that i don't even get to attend, even though i've supposedly been promoted and all. tomorrow will be a crazy day, so i might want to just relax tomorrow evening. but i'm excited about hitting balls again. i need something new in my life. i'm not that excited about this year's show. everyone loves the women's show, and i'm stuck working on the guys version. this show can't compete. it sucks. this will be the first BB where the ratings drop, and i'm the lead producer on it. makes me look good, eh? but there's nothing i can do about it...