what cha gonna do with all that junk, all that junk inside your trunk?

hehe that song cracks me up for no good reason. and like katie, now i'm gonna get that song stuck in your head.

last night at the brush was awesome. and when i say awesome, what i mean is, IT SUCKED GIANT BALLS. haha. well it started out with my first table, who had to wait FIVE minutes for their coffee to brew, got pissed off and left. five minutes. coffee. brew. OH MY GOD. what is wrong with old people in this town? my grandma would have waited 3 hours if it meant she got FRESH coffee. i suppose i could have served them the coffee that was leftover from 10 am that morning, but it being 6 o clock at night, i didn't figure it would taste too yummy. frickin evil brush bullshit. haha. that's a great new term i just made up. then, things were getting a wee bit better, my next table rocked, mostly because they stayed to wait for their drinks :). plus, they were a really nice couple from maryland furniture shopping, and they tipped me 10 bucks. hells yea. but then i spilled diet pepsi right down the front of my light grey shirt. blah. so i had to get another shirt from the manager. and yep, i have to return it after i wash it. of course, two seconds after i changed, i magically got honey mustard on me. from where? who knows. i swear i came nowhere near a container of honey mustard. it just sought me out.

but that wasn't a big deal. last night was cleaning night, since our inspection is coming soon. so as i'm scrubbing the glass rack, i'm moving trays of glasses around, and one tray of glasses magically falls off the shelf. this tray had about 30 glasses in it. my first thought: fuck. luckily, only six of them broke. also, all of the servers were standing there, and quickly helped me clean up without any managers knowing the difference. i stealthily (is that a word?) took the dustpan of broken glass all the way out to the dumpster to hide it.

immediately after this, a man in a white shirt walked into the restaurant and straight back to the kitchen. so of course the assumption is "Oh my god, it's the health inspector!" shit. of course, our kitchen is one of the cleanest i've been in, so i wasn't concerned, and we hurriedly cleaned up the wait station while he was in the back.

but then a few minutes later, we realized it was just some sort of repair man. shew.

after a few more non interesting tables, my night finally ended and i left at 5 til 10. earlier than usual... that was nice. plus, i got to work with carmen, always a plus.

friday will be better. friday will rock. i will have a good night on friday.

tonight is my night off. i could be going to boone with carmen and sattercrunk. but instead, i plan on sitting on my ass all night in front of the t.v. because i can.. i don't want to do anything or go anywhere. just sit there and watch the o.c. and e.r. and not worry about a damn thing. yea.




What you gon’ do with all that junk?All that junk inside your trunk?
I’m a get, get, get, get, you drunk, Get you love drunk off my hump.
My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump,My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my lovely little lumps. (Check it out)

it's like.. whoa.

so. you ever have one of those months where all you really want is a nap? but you just have to keep going to work. even when you get off work. then you have to go to work again. this week i have only 2 nights off, thursday, and sunday night. and i could spend this time being social and hanging out with friends. carmen offered for me to go to boone with her thursday night. but you know what i'm gonna do? NOTHIN. that's right. nothing. i'm gonna sit at home and wacth t.v. that's all i really want to do. clean my room and some laundry, but no more than that. because that's what i will enjoy more than anything else. and on sunday? my plan is to go see the corpse bride. seeing as it's been out for 5 days now, and it's a johnny movie, i should have seen it already. but what can i say? work. i know, i know, i am fully aware that it was my choice to get a second job, and that i don't have to do it. but i like a challenge sometimes. plus, instead of "breaking even" all the time, now i am able to save a little. i've already saved up 300 bucks. my goal is 5 grand. of course, i'm about to spend that 300 on a new computer, b's advice. but hey, i'm getting better at serving, therefore my tips are getting better. i'll have 5 g's in no time.

oh, and i've decided to give up poker for a while. i'm sick of losing money and feeling sorry for my lacking poker skillz.

what a pretty day it is outside. ah hickory. you know what i could really use? a full body massage. i've never had one. i think i would enjoy it. yea. by a nice swedish boy...........

:)

old "school"

my friend liz found this awesome picture of us (the asu geography club, circa 2004 ish) on the internet today.


go here to see it live: http://www.tour.appstate.edu/clubs.html

digital digital get down

so here's a big surprise: the brush is starting to seriously blow. haha. friday two people were fired, including my favorite flirt buddy at the brush.. but now he's gone so the brush is boring as shit. saturday another server was fired. so of course i was asked to work all day on sunday. on football day. this seriously blows. as if that wasn't enough, today (tuesday) my first day off in forever, the manager called to ask if i could come in tonight and work, since they now only had 2 people to work. Crikey. i told her i would think about it and call her back. but honestly, i already feel like dying. so that's gonna be a no.
well, one good thing is that dustin (who has decided to wait until january to go to the army (YAY!!!)) is possibly coming back to work at sagebrush. at least that would be great cause i'd actually get to see the boy once in a blue moon. woohoo!
i'm ready to go back to sleep now. i'm already getting burnt out on the brush.. is that bad?
fuck it.

totally sucks

dustin left TODAY. * sigh *
and he told me that when he gets out of bootcamp & infantry school (in JANUARY!!) that he will immediately be moving to Tennessee to go to school.. Boo on that. who needs school? that's ridiculous. oh well.. i guess one day i'll be ok :). he'll come back and visit, i know he will..



farewell dustin!! don't kill too many people over there.

visions of the future?

so last night i had a strange, yet awesome dream.. Ben Roethlisberger was my boyfriend. Except, he had Tom Brady's pretty head. and he was all mine... and we went to a Beck concert where barely anyone was there, so i got to talk to Beck. and my boyfriend Ben/Tom got all drunk. he was hot. tom's head on ben's body... yikes.

must be football season.



imagine a much less crude photoshopping job. :)

i love this picture.

and i don't care how many times you've seen it (because i've posted it everywhere, i'm so happy i made it)... so here it is again!!!

yes, i took that on the Blue Ridge Parkway at Cone Mountain, near Blowing Rock NC

pretty damn good weekend

well what can i say, i live a pretty lucky life.. granted, i have to work 2 jobs to stay afloat, but hey, i have great friends, and i'm happy with my life.. friday night was pretty awesome.. work kinda sucked a little cause one of my tables stiffed me on a tip. but that happens. some people just suck for no reason whatsoever.

doesn't matter cause after work i went to play poker with carmen and sattercrunk, brian, and dustin. i lost of course, but this due to the fact that i didn't want to be up all night and at a certain point i just gave up and decided to go all in with a king and seven. i would have won too, since another seven came up, but then a six came up (on the river of course) which made carmen's pocket six's a nice 3 of a kind. whore. at least she gave me five dolla back. that rocked. and then i went home...... and eventually went to sleep.

saturday i got 2 wow cards at work because i fucking rock.. wow cards are given to employees at the brush who show extra enthusiasm and are awesome.. yep. and then after work i went to el paso with daniel and katie and drank a big ass beer.

which led to a kick ass day on sunday, when katie, daniel, and i drove up to boone for the day. we went hiking on the parkway, took some pictures. then to howard's knob to see the lovely boone from up high. and to mellow mushroom again, where i had the greatest sandwich in the world AGAIN. except they fucked up and put mushrooms on it the first time. ew. so i told them i was allergic and they made me a new one. kick ass.

beer, and good times always happen with the bugs. went back down the mountain after picking up some free milkshakes from arby's (i have connections). and to the bug house for MORE BEER!

good times. and then monday it was back to the grind.. partly anyways.. the brush...
which was fine until i got FIVE tables at the same time. I am new. this is a lot for a girl to handle when she is new.. i even messed up and forgot to put in an appetizer order until after i'd already put in their food order. the manager had to give it to them for free. but apparently i impressed tim, since i stayed calm or something, because he gave ANOTHER wow card. i kick ass.
finished the fifth harry potter book and am 1/3 of the way through the sixth. she better publish the seventh one in the next week or i'm gonna be PISSED. ha.

umm....

ok i'll get it out of the way, hickory is going to run out of gas.. i'm not just saying that...they really are. but you know what, i'm not gonna panic. i filled up last night. it'll last me about a week if i don't go anywhere. i'm not gonna panic. i'm not gonna let it get me down. even if we do run out, we'll have more in a week. and if we don't? i guess i won't be going to work... nobody else will be there either, so no harm no foul. i'm not afraid of paying high gas prices.. nothing to be done about that..
i donated 20 bucks to the american red cross this morning... i know it's not much, but i figure if a whole lot of people donate 20 bucks, that's at least something.

in other news: NORTH CAROLINA IS GETTING A LOTTERY!!! this makes allison muy happy as i'm tired of having to wait for oppurtunities to go to south carolina to get a powerball ticket. they have taken a lot of my money. i know that the lottery is really a waste of time, and i won't win. but hey, it contributes to the public education system, doesn't it? so ha! all yall skeptics out there who won't be gettin any of my winnings. ha!

first thing i'm gonna buy with my winnings? EDUCATION. (pay off my student loans). therefore, this lottery is a great thing. Easley is the shit. i don't care what anyone says.


random picture for the day:

holy crap for crap

i couldn't think of anything else for a title, so there you go.. katie said it was my turn to blog, so i'm blogging..
sagebrush is going well so far... i'm meeting a lot of new people, and getting better aquainted with some people. tomorrow (tuesday, 30th of August) is my last day of training then i actually get to start making tips. YAY. i guess i like it so far, even though it's hot, and i don't move as fast as i used to. plus, covering up my tattoo sucks. but i don't care. can't wait to make some cash, because i just found out that next october (2006) i may be going to the Cayman Islands for Dress like a pirate week! all i have to pay for is the plane ticket.. and food of course. that's gonna friggin rock....

but on friday night i found out some sad news.. dustin is leaving for the army on sept. 14th.
*sigh* that'll probably be the last i ever see or hear of him.... since apparently when he comes back, he's moving to tennessee. go army and all, but damn. i'll miss you, you ass.



in other news, saturday was pretty cool because i went to BOONE with katie and daniel and had the best sandwich in the world at Mellow Mushroom, the philly steak and cheese with sprouts. It's SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO good. and i hadn't had one since i lived in boone. i miss that place! it was also really cool to reminisce with katie and daniel about good times in the highlands.

sunday was cool as well, since i got to hang out with b and eric during the day. and at around 730 carmen called me to the tap room, where Satterfield was tapping the night away to a jazz band. that was AWESOME. he is so good, he could win So you think you can dance.

so anyways.. one bit of bad news, but the rest of the weekend was pretty cool.. we'll see how this sagebrush thing works out...

part time job....

so i've been casually looking for a part time job for a couple months now.. and by casually, i mean i filled out 1 application at the bowling alley a month and a half ago. i actually wanted to work there, but i didn't call them bugging them or anything. that's not my style. so after a while i gave up on them calling me back. "whatever, i have a day job, so i'm ok" is what i told myself.

then last week i started out the week with $123.00 in my bank account. this is not good considering i still had a week to go before payday and one of my written checks had not been cashed yet. so i freaked out and did something stupid. i finally gave into carmen's beggings and told her i would get a job with her at sagebrush. she's been working at sagebrush forever now, and has constantly told me i should get a job with her. i laughed at her and made fun off all sagebrushers. they are bad, gossipy, high school dramaesque people. "i'm above that" is what i told myself. i really didn't want to work there. but last week i got desperate. so i figured what the hell. i mean, hey, carmen and satterfield work there, so it can't be all bad. i hate the food, so i won't get fat eating all the time. tim, lavere and brian, who i would consider friends, all work there, so at least i'd be among friends. plus, who knows, maybe i'll make some tips. i've never had a job as a server before. maybe it'll be fun.

so anyways i go in there on sunday, after carmen had already hyped me up to her bosses, and fill out an application. talked to two managers, patty and eric. they both like me for some reason (thanks carmen). and then tuesday i went back for my final interview. so of course i got the job. i mean, come on, look at me. i'm an employer's dream (shhh). i go in for training starting on sunday. carmen will be my trainer, which rocks, since she's the best server they've got. unfortunately, i have to cover up my tattoo with a bandaid. but hey, at least i'll be makin some extra cash.

so things are looking up.
but then.

today at like 3:30 i got a phone call. from the bowling alley. asking if i was still interested in the job.

aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

i told her i reeeeeaaaaaally wish she had called a week ago. damn it.

testing.. testing...

just wanted to see if this would work...



this is my adorabley adorable yet completely incorrigable neice madelyn.

sweet swedish mullet

watch this video (at home or when your boss isn't looking).
it's disturbing..
http://www.gunthernet.com/

i happened upon it while surfing my new group on flickr:
mullet_hunters_rock.

six feet under

rarely would i ever describe a t.v. show as art.. but this weeks episode of six feet under was art. i watched it last night at carmen's.. we both cried the whole time... everything was just so REAL.. and beautiful.. after watching this, now we're both considering having "green" funerals. that's where they don't embalm you and they bury in a biodegradable shroud in a national park somewhere.. it was really cool.. i think the women on this show all deserve emmy's. the girl who plays claire has never really impressed me before, but this show she reallly brought it all to the table.. SO good. i'm so sad that there's only like 2 episodes left.. what am i gonna watch now?

fry master of the 29th birthday.

so today is my california dreamboat's 29th bday. sean, a.k.a. the fry master of all that is meat, lives in santa barbara, CA. we dated for 5 months and lived together for 3 months. then he decided boone was too fuckin cold for him, so he moved away to california. he has a friend who had moved out there, and santa barbara is like 70 degrees all year round, so he decided it was the perfect place for him. nevermind the fact that i LOVED him. nevermind the fact that i had let him live with me rent free.. i fed him and took care of him.. blah blah blah... anyways.. we didn't actually break up, it was just kinda obvious. but last year i went to santa barbara to see him for his bday. it was a great closure. sure, he was a big loser pothead who worked at mickey d's 3rd shift. but we had fun. and he was sweet. and he gave it up all the time. but now, he's gone. and this is all the birthday message he gets this year. (by the way he doesn't have internet).
so happy bday fry master.

turns out i missed my blog.

ok so i guess my weekend was pretty uneventful. .
friday night i went to longhorn with the rents, had a mack daddy ass ny strip, med rare with asparagus.. mmmm..... then went with my brother to tremont to see his friend eddy's band. the drummer happenned to be a guy i went to high school with, scott jenkins. i told him he needed to eat a hamburger cause he looked like he was a crackhead. i don't think he liked that too much. i can't help i don't like skinny boys. while i was there, a guy came up to me and said, "hey, is your name allison?" i was like, yea.. (looking at him... trying to figure out who the hell this guy is).
he said "do you know who i am?"
my mind was racing, who is this? i thought, is this that guy i made out with months ago at the cowboy mouth concert? i take off his hat, brown hair. nope.
"i don't know!" i say.
"you and michelle used to go to my church!!"
oh yeah!! jonathan mills! michelle (who was my bf from 7th through 11th grade) had a crush on him and so we used to go to church and annoy him into being our friend. i lived with michelle for a while in 10th grade and we actually went twice a week. which was weird for me since i've always been agnostic. oh well.. it didn't ruin me too much.
then my bro and i went to a party at his friend nick's house. i used to have a MAJOR crush on nick, back in ninth grade when he moved here from michigan.. and i didn't know his name. my brother knew this. so he told me one day that he found out his name which was josh leaves. so i was all "I love josh leaves" blah blah blah. then i called him josh once in the hall. he looked at me with a very bewildered look. his name wasn't josh. it was nick. what a dick i have for a brother. so anyways. we're cool now, and he's one of my brother's best friends. and friday night they told me they were gonna start a band called Josh Leaves. great. fantastic. i'm ecstatic to hear that 8 years later they're still pickin on me for that. assholes. but i also ran into my friend elizabeth at the party, who i havn't seen in like 3 years. that was cool, except she's a dirty vegetarian now. but i still love her.
saturday was uneventful.. watchin babies, wishin i had one ( but not really). eatin steak.. mmm.. steak .. ran into more people i know in the grocery store...
sunday i went to the pool all day with elora and madelyn and my mom.. of course elora went too deep and went under the water and i had to jump in and pull her out. i swear i love that child like she was my own.. but she's so damn hardheaded... babies.

haven't heard form the boy....

i'm in a much better mood today...

mostly because of this:


(my new phone, as of yesterday)

and also because of this:


(used for text messaging). (it's a finger)

phone

by the way my phone died. in case anyone out there has tried to call me or whatever. i'm getting a new one tonight.

this is the end

i am formally ending my blog now. this is the last one. i have enjoyed having a blog, but now this blog is no longer able to offer me the one thing that blogs are supposed to be able to offer, freedom. freedom to write whatever i want about whatever i want, how i'm feeling and such, without having to worry about pissing anyone off. i know i only have one, maybe two readers. but one of my possible readers is someone who i have something to say about, and since i'd rather them not read about it (i'd rather tell them straight to their face how i really fuckin feel about them right now), i'm just not going to write about it. i'd like to, but i don't want to take any chances. i'd like to write about how incredibly pissed off i am at this person for doing what they've been doing, but i can't. if i don't get the oppurtunity to tell them to their face, then i may write about it. eventually. but not here.

thanks for the few months of outlet that you've provided, but now it's time to say goodbye.

i want my $5.50 back.

= Worst Movie EVER!!!!!!!!!!