04-27-04

"Hello darling, this is the devils mom…"

Talked to devil boy on the phone yesterday. I had gotten a few phone calls from a Plum Boro Municipal Authority, and wondered what the hell was going on. Apparently it was his mom. His mom was calling me for some god forsaken reason or another. I saw an episode of Sex and the City which was similiar except when all was said and done she got a bag of weed that goes for $400 an eighth, all i will get is this losey t-shirt (errr…sweater, and a donnie brasco dvd, how is that fair.) So i told him yeasterday i met someone new. Hey, he wanted to be friends, friends share the details, except i really don’t share the details with my friends too much anymore, why bother. Its the same story, different names. I could feel his temperature get a few degrees cooler after i told him, and he kept referring to me having fun with the new guy. MEP! Twelve years old i swear!

So today i need to call this lady about an apartment in Mt. Lebanon that is available in July. Then I have an interview at a five star restaurant (who needs four when you can have five?) and then another at the school for an RA position which i am not sure i really want to take. And inbetween the two i think i will stop by the place with the job i really really really want and see if they recieved my resume. Wenesday is the same thing, even though i told Mr. A i would get together with him, i need to run to greentree for an interview with a modeling school there, with alittle luck i could be playing musical chairs with a bunch of forty year olds by day, teaching people to walk and talk by night, my life would be complete then. And hopefully visit an apartment or two.