inside the wonderful world of vee

i’m watching… some weird video about reviving dead animal organs, i don’t know, blame lenny.
i’m feeling… alright. farm’s making good-smelling foods :0

thursday, july 14th — went with erin to drop off some magazines. went around pioneer square and decided to eat around the area — ran into some homeless guy who we bought some soup and bread for. anyways i asked him how long he had been on the streets, and he said… “you know what? in a six month period, my dad died, then my wife’s mom died, then my mom died, then my wife died… and my doctor knew that i was an alcoholic at the time and he put me on xanex and that spun me around.” and i asked him, “was the xanex worse than the alcohol?” and he said, “oh yeah. definitely.” he had graduated from uw and then graduated from law school, and then all that happened and he somehow ended up and stayed on the streets. he described how he worked for this black guy who got his face horribly burned when he was young, and now he’s the deputy mayor or something, which is crazy… it’s weird how fast life can spiral out of control i guess? anyways… he claimed he was looking for a shelter on 2nd and lenora but when i told him he could follow us there cause we were parked near there, he started talking about how he needed $4 to get home to puyallup instead — we didn’t give him money, though, just the food… (my original bread bowl i got for free because the guy who worked there said they were going to throw it out anyway). there was another homeless guy who came along who didn’t want bread when i offered it to him, then came back and said he wanted it, then when the homeless guy we had given the bread to ripped his bread in half, the guy who came back said nevermind rofls… crackhead.

oh yeah, that old guy — he was about 55 now, and very unhappy, clearly — at some point, he said, “you want to hear what’s really ridiculous?” and i said, “go for it!” and he laughed and said, “that’s cute. if i were only forty years younger…” lol. he kept saying, “i’m sorry. i know i must smell terrible.” “i know i must smell like a pig.” etc… :/ poor guy. he brought up how he had eaten a bag of cheetos two days previous TWO TIMES. of all the things to bring up… he must have been really hungry.

anyway, then we walked back to my car and my car had been towed. god. $180 including towing and ticket, then i had to come home and pay my vehicle registration for almost $90. hella lame. T__T at least i bought a sweatshirt for $20? at nordstrom rack? :/

anyways, since i haven’t written in here in so long… a lot has happened, i guess. for one, the most recent thing, the sushimonsters.com website is uppppp, hoorah.

tuesday, july 4th, 2006 — on fourth of july, i went to pomy’s bosses’ house with lenny and co. — the house was in puyallup and was right on the ocean — he pretty much had a fucking beach in his backyard. and he had a jet plane and a helicopter and this cool plane garage that, when you flipped the wall down, it looked like part of the house, so that was pretty cool. they had this giant ass weird-looking doggie, too. it was like you could ride it like a horse, but it wasn’t as monster as alex’s freaking horse doggie. THAT’S A HORSE. of course, of course. ANYWAY. the first night we had a buttload of crab lol. i felt out of place at first, but yeah… the younger cousins were the only ones who actually talked to me, but they were funny… lenny wasn’t helping either, though, because he wouldn’t even notice. i asked him if he wanted to play pool and he said ok, and we started playing, and then someone called him to go do something, so he left, and i thought he would come back, but he didn’t, and i was stuck with a bunch of little kids. and then everyone was made noodles in the morning and we (linh and i) weren’t, which is fine, but no one even asked… umm!!? that was just a little weird… linh and i were complaining also because all the guys got to do was fuck around and the girls had to be called into the kitchen to arrange dishes and shit… linh hates kitchen work i guess. i don’t particularly mind it, but i do mind the fact that guys don’t have to do anything. if guys had to do it too, then awesome. fun for everyone. but the fact that the guys just played with fireworks while the girls were slaving away in the kitchen and taking care of babies is not mybag of chips, no no. but the worst was the kayla (is that her name?) started bossing me around. oh man. she would tell me to pick things up for her, and hold shit for her, and follow her around because “she was the leader”. nega-fucking-tive. she was telling me to follow her, so i walked into a fuckload of shitty mud, and got my shoes all dirty, and then we went back and she said sorry, and then immediately said, well, i told you not to walk in it, but you didn’t listen. i was just like WTF. that’s gotta be some kind of… something. anyway, the first night, we had crab, and it was wooonderffulll. all you can eat crab, basically. i enjoyed. the second day was lots of time on the beach, watching people light fireworks and stuff. it was cool. that beach is crazy — you can just walk down and pick up oysters and more oysters! and that shit is expensive, but these people have it right in their backyards, omg~! we went on a canoe for a little while, but i only wore a t-shirt and was freezing my ass off. omg what’s gross — there’s this part of mud with just tons and tons of freaking sea snails GAG with these cony shells and the mud had super suction, and i didn’t know it at first, so i’d be walking walking walking and then get my shoe stuck and not know it and end up falling on some barnacles and trying to retrieve my shoe that was stuck in snail, OR stepping completely in muddy snail and trying desperately to get back over to barnacle. rofls. not funnnnn. so siiick. i talked to some other lady, and it turned out she had the same problem too ROFLS. so grossssssssss. anyways, i’ve never seen so many fireworks being lit off — all around the body of water, really. and just with the little kids constantly wanting to light fireworks… they were just all over the freaking place. i’m not going to lie — i don’t really see the appeal, but hey, whatever floats your boat. that day a bunch more people came (the previous day was essentially just lenny’s family) and lots of foooooood. and lots of fun conversation, INCLUDING QUOTING MITCH HEDBERGGGG! talk about making a person’s day. the one people seemed to like most (not quoted by me, but by paul) was “dogs are forever in the push-up position.” rofls. ahhh <3 mitch hedberg. anyway. fireworks that night were swell… they were actually the best i’ve seen, i think, even though the wiring got fucked up and well there were a lot of pauses, but it turned out beautiful and i’d say they were the most entertaining i’ve seen, cause they were more arranged in patterns, as opposed to just your regular boom here boom there boom everywhere, sky is filled, but no exciting patterns. if that makes sense. lenny took some nice photos, too. win to setting off your own fireworks. i think they bought like $500? worth of them, at least. that guy who lives there was like a fireworks freak and went to conventions and stuff. interesting.

sunday, july 2nd, 2006 — went with linh, lenny, and posa to some place in marysville where they sell fireworks. i couldn’t figure it out for the longest time cause on the way there, there were all of these wooden signs advertising shit. but they were just a name and a lot number, like #79. i didn’t get that at all, because when they said we were going to an indian reservation to buy fireworks, i thought… okay, it’s going to be one little booth on an indian reservation. NEGATIVE. it was a whole freaking area with like a hundred little shops, all selling slightly different selections of fireworks out of little wooden shacks. WTF?!!! lenny also got to eat taco truck for the first time, and i made him a fan!! well, the taco truck made him a fan, but my telling him to eat from a taco truck gave the taco truck the opportunity to make him a fan. THAT’S RIGHT!!!!! WEEEE. with all of the fireworks we bought, everyone was cheering as the four of us were walking by holding fireworks. lol. when we got back to lenny’s, we lit some off. I LIKE COLORED SMOKE BOMBS. those are way fucking cool. there were also these black snakes where you light a little small dot, smaller than a penny, and it grows into this snake-like thing. odd. i don’t see how it works. but yes. SMOKE BOMBSSSS!!!!