This one wasn't made by me. An LT acquaintance threw it together for me... Some new stuff on here. And some new to me stuff. And some stuff I've heard before.
I love this shit. Just swapping tracks. Saying give me something you love. Haven't made it through the whole thing yet, because I keep completely geeking out to the Hot Chip track. And then, when it's over, the McCartney track starts and I hit a wall and hit rewind.
Thanks for the mix, Martin.
Friday, January 7, 2011
Monday, January 3, 2011
Mutter, mutter...
It's been that sort of few days. Not so sure what to be saying, but feel the need to be trying to get something out there, nonetheless. Spending a lot of time just time trying to keep my head straight and wondering "What the fuck?"
I had a conversation the other night that sums a lot of it up for me. At the bar, there was one bartender from a while back that was just insane. Pretty much just kinda nuts. I eventually lost some shifts because I'd refused to work with her any more. It had gotten to the point where I'd literally be picking her up off the floor at the end of the night.
She'd hit me up for some meth one night. I explained to her that I didn't have any. Didn't know where to find any. Didn't want to know. Been there. Done that. Wouldn't mind having the tooth back. She told me that I was full of shit and called me a lying tweaker. I'd gotten fed up past a certain point and said "Listen, bitch, I'm telling you right now, I can't help you with your habit. You're going to have to talk to someone else."
She got a bit pissed at me for calling her bitch. Told me that I wasn't allowed to speak to her that way, as she tipped me out every night. I tossed her money back on the bar and said "I'll be doing the closing duties if you need me, bitch."
That was the last night we'd worked together.
She stabbed her husband in the back (literally) a few months later and has taken some time off. She'll be getting out next month, from what I hear.
Her sister was in the other night. I ended up having another one of those WTF conversations with her sister. Sister seems to think that the whole stabbing thing was overblown. Feels that if big sis had really meant to stab her husband, he wouldn't be walking around today. The whole thing was just a joke gone bad. A little mistake blown out of proportion.
I'd just like to know how that one works. The blade only went in an inch and a half, so it doesn't really count? I think I might need to try that line on my next girlfriend. Not my kid, it didn't go all the way in.
People astound me.
I had a conversation the other night that sums a lot of it up for me. At the bar, there was one bartender from a while back that was just insane. Pretty much just kinda nuts. I eventually lost some shifts because I'd refused to work with her any more. It had gotten to the point where I'd literally be picking her up off the floor at the end of the night.
She'd hit me up for some meth one night. I explained to her that I didn't have any. Didn't know where to find any. Didn't want to know. Been there. Done that. Wouldn't mind having the tooth back. She told me that I was full of shit and called me a lying tweaker. I'd gotten fed up past a certain point and said "Listen, bitch, I'm telling you right now, I can't help you with your habit. You're going to have to talk to someone else."
She got a bit pissed at me for calling her bitch. Told me that I wasn't allowed to speak to her that way, as she tipped me out every night. I tossed her money back on the bar and said "I'll be doing the closing duties if you need me, bitch."
That was the last night we'd worked together.
She stabbed her husband in the back (literally) a few months later and has taken some time off. She'll be getting out next month, from what I hear.
Her sister was in the other night. I ended up having another one of those WTF conversations with her sister. Sister seems to think that the whole stabbing thing was overblown. Feels that if big sis had really meant to stab her husband, he wouldn't be walking around today. The whole thing was just a joke gone bad. A little mistake blown out of proportion.
I'd just like to know how that one works. The blade only went in an inch and a half, so it doesn't really count? I think I might need to try that line on my next girlfriend. Not my kid, it didn't go all the way in.
People astound me.
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