Wednesday, June 25, 2008

oh, god

so here's the deal, i woke up partially terrified partially wtf this morning. now call it what you will because i know it sounds funny now, but i had a nightmare. yes, a bona fide nightmare. now i haven't had a nightmare in quite some time. they usually revolve around not turning in homework or not getting to work on time. and now that i recall, i did have a similar one recently that took place in spanish and inspired me to attempt a short film adaptation. that one was a mix of "signs" and schindler's list. this new one was crazy. it reminded me of the twilight zone episode about the aliens and their cook book called "how to prepare man."
anyway, in my dream aliens had landed and said they would be taking all of us back to their homeland with them. i'm sitting in my living room going "wtf? i'm fine here." then tripp starts talking. yes, that's right. he tells me he is actually an alien and then proceeds to chew on something. i smack him on the forehead as i usually do when he misbehaves. but no, this isn't tripp anymore. this is crazy pod person tripp. he looks directly at me, menacingly and says, "don't you dare to that to me again." and i freak out and do whatever tripp commands me to do. and so he commands me to take him to the movies (i think...) where he meets up with other pod people. but these people are people and not dogs. so there goes my dog with strangers. i sit in on their meeting because i'm his chaperon and i drive the car. he tells me they are taking everyone back to their planet to eat them. so i'm like, "fuck." then he proceeds to tell me the leader of their planet is barack obama. and the reason he is running for president is to gain control of the country and mandate that we all go to their planet (so we can be eaten of course). i say that is ridiculous and just hearsay from that god damned conservative media. but then again, my dog told me this.
i meet up with jake and meredith and i tell them what tripp told me. for some reason they believe me and our big plan to go out with a bang is to steal a bottle of wine from the liquor store. we go in and split up. i grab a bottle. minutes later, i see jake leave. mere and i haul ass out. we jump into the car and i see that jake has already stolen a bottle of wine. i freak out and say i need to return mine because we were only supposed to steal one. we turn around and see the liquor store clerk run out of the store and look around. i keep yelling that i need to give my bottle of wine back because it's wrong that we stole two. she runs down the street past us and we decide to drive off.
then i woke up. it's not so scary now. especially not in the dry way you're probably reading it. but seriously, seeing tripp slowly turn and look up at me and say "don't you dare do that to me again," scared me shitless.

Saturday, June 14, 2008

my first business trip

so tuesday through thursday i was in beaumont. yes, beautiful beaumont. i had to tape a training at the al price facility. it went pretty smooth and i was a lot more impressed with beaumont than i thought i would be. i mean...it has everything you need, right? i thought about posting a craigslist casual encounters. i mean it was a business trip. that's what people on business trips do, right?
i got to rock a state mini van. it's comfortable and safe. i understand why adults buy it. maybe that's sad...i also saw a pregnant hooker. at least i think she was a hooker. she was definitely preggers. but why else would a woman wear a short red dress and stand on the median by the freeway in the middle of nowhere? she was also hiking that dress up. did i mention she was preggers? oh, not like "i can't tell if you're preggers or fat" i mean like "are you sure that puddle of water below you isn't from your water breaking?" no one else commented on the sight so i assumed it was either typical of beaumont or in my own imagination...
anyway, it's saturday night. i've had two glasses of wine and jake wanted me to give him a shout out. so shout out.

Friday, June 13, 2008

housewife

Sunday, June 8, 2008

adult life

i apologize for the lack of true antics these days. this week i hit up the sex and the city movie with the usual peeps. (yes i'm trying to be more viable to the youth audience with my slang). anyway, i can't say i wasn't disappointed with the movie. afterwards we stopped by baby a's and had some margaritas that took too long to reach our table and screamed at each other over some bad karaoke.
the first week of work is down. i'm still waiting for a new computer but the tech guy finally talked to me and said he's going to try to get me a mac anyway. i'm really excited about doing some real work next week in beaumont. not too excited about beaumont.
last night, morgan and meredith came over and jake made some pasta and we had delicious drinks. ryan and lori showed up later and i had way too many piña coladas and woke up feeling like a giant marshmallow this morning.
the adult life is quite boring. in fact i believe we should all stay 16 for the rest of our lives.

Thursday, June 5, 2008

week one

tomorrow will be the end of my first week on at tyc. it's been interesting so far. i'm excited to work. there just isn't much work right now. well there is. but i'm using a lame laptop that is pretty much designed for exclusive use of microsoft office. the IT dept. said no to my mac. which has delayed everything. i haven't been able to get to talk with one of them about getting a dell. oy vey. i'm gonna have to use a pc! holy crap the world is ending!
anyway, until i get my new computer and some adobe software, i'm stuck twiddling my thumbs. because seriously, could office be anymore useless? i mean sure you can type a paper and make a spreadsheet but what else? i can type a paper and make a spreadsheet in indesign and also do a little drawing. i'm like a kid with a broken arm (no pun intended austin) without my photoshop!
anyway, today i cleaned my cubicle and put up some photos. i played with the camcorders i've been given. i organized the giant box of markers i found. i stole a trash can because there wasn't one in my cubicle.
it was a pretty productive day...

Tuesday, May 27, 2008

stop me

Friday, May 23, 2008

the sequel

just to kick things off, i've had a rather tiresome day. i actually had to work at work today. and jake had a 7am flight this morning, meaning i had to be up at 5:30am to take him. yeah, sucks. yesterday was the last day i'll be working with agatha and she bought me some cookies from tiff's treats. they were awesome and it totally made my day.
anyway, today i got a rather surprising call while at work. if you recall from this post my phone never rings. but it rang today and so i went to answer it. the caller id said, "transfered call." and i had no idea what that meant so i answer and i hear a voice say:
"yes, i'm trying to reach travis sandoval."
and so i say, "this is him."
he says: "travis, this is _____. we me the other day at HEB while shopping for avocados."
holy crap! >side note: this time i do remember his name but have censored it to protect his privacy...and plus because i'm not sure i remembered it correctly. all i can say is according to google he is a person working in the perry administration.
me: "oh yeah! how are you?"
him: "good. i was just calling to ask you, now this may be a shot in the dark," holy crap, "but do you have a minute? i realize i'm calling during your working hours."
me: "uhm...yeah i've got a few minutes."
him: "good, well i'm starting this new business venture and i thought about you from the impression you gave me at HEB. you were very personable and conversational. i thought maybe you might be interested in making some extra income on top of what you're already making that is."
me: "uhm...that sounds great. why don't you shoot me an email and let me know what you have in mind."
him: "actually, would you mind if i gave you a call later to discuss it? i'm not much of an email person."
me: "...sure..."
him: "when can i give you a call then?"
me: "uhm...any time later today is fine. maybe after 5."
him: "ok, good. so how can i reach you?"
and here's where i give him my cell phone number. my real cell phone number. i know, i know. but what could i do? he already knew how to get a hold of me at work.
him: "great. well i'll probably give you a call around 7:30."
me: "that sounds great."
he didn't call me tonight. which is kind of a relief. i'm a bit nervous about what's going on here. what am i to think? olivia suggested it's probably prostitution and when i freaked and said i'd never do that, she said, "what?! why not?!" and i was like ".....because!!!" and then she said she would...for a certain amount of money.
maybe the business opportunity is completely legit. which is why i gave him my number. i don't necessarily need any more work right now, but i know lori does (shout out to lolo!) and maybe this something she could do...whatever it is.