Archive for July, 2008

The Last Stand of Unabashed Irresponsibility

July 15, 2008

Remember that job I talked about in the last post? Yeah, that’s done. Waiting tables isn’t fun and I just wasn’t down with trading all my free time for a more money and less fun. I start my real job in a month so it would’ve been a big hassle to learn how to do everything for a few weeks.

Oh yeah, and to quit…I just didn’t show up today. 

Teaching will also be hard, I need some R&R to prep for it.


Working Class Stiff

July 14, 2008

Today, I started my summer job. Waiting tables at a steak/seafood resturaunt. It’s always hard/weird to be the new guy on a job. It doesn’t allow me to spread my goofy wings, be gross, and increases my bumbling nature. I get to wear shorts. However, I need to go out tomorrow and buy some cool dude black shorts and additional black clothing. I will probably pay the far out the ass price for this purchase since I will need to purchase them from a surf shop to A) Be hip, B) Create a townie facade

I went out in Norfolk again this weekend. I surprisingly like it there. 

Donna confirmed for me that The Phantom of the Emo hated/hates me still. 

I’m watching some Pearl Jam concert documentary called, “Pearl Jam goes to Italy” or something. Eddie Vedder is such a crunchy hippie. I’m gonna get back to that.

My Checklist

July 8, 2008

Today I rode around on my bike looking for work. I didn’t try too hard however. I ended up on the beach for a few hours and then bought a new pair of sunglasses. It then looked like it was going to rain it’s balls off so I had to ride my bike home in a sandstorm. Good thing I had my new glasses to shield my eyes.

Annnnyyyyyway, here is my check list of things I want to accomplish in the next six weeks. Listed in order from least to most ambitious.


  • Get a summer job. I probably have something cooking on the horizon, but I don’t want to get ahead of myself. I could honestly go either way on this.
  • Learn to surf really gnarly like.  Mainly influenced by Point Break.
  • Get trim and lose my beer belly. Being a cheapass and eating pasta, tuna, and PB should help this goal along just fine.
  • Find a Russian wife. There are a ton of Russian and eastern European exchange students here on some summer swap program. Other than riding bikes recklessly, taking up all the good summer low paying jobs I’m after, and dressing like it’s 1986–they seem fairly harmless. Someone is bound to want a visa.

You better not be “better than this” I’m trying to downgrade to this.

July 6, 2008

My move is complete. Complete as in I’m here, and my full/half empty boxes are scattered between various rooms and my trunk. I also really haven’t slept in my bed except for night one, so I feel very disoriented and homeless. Last night I went to Ghent which is the cool part of Norfolk. I had a blast, mostly because I was in vacation mode. Which is odd because I live here now. Locals rule. Go home tourists, get outta my beach, I heart jet noise, gnarly, etc.

The goal for this week is to try to get a part time job. I don’t want one but I will be bored and broke in no time. And maybe buy a surfboard–take that credit card!