I'm a green monkey! Bah!

Ah, so much coolness going around lately... The Dave Matthews show kicked mucho booty, and guess who showed up? Carlos Santana! It was awesome. Also, I got a drawing tablet for my computer yesterday... Finally computer illustration won't be so hard! I played around with it all night and made a silly little monkey (yes, he throws poop) and posted it to the "I'm A Green Monkey" thread at sijun.com. You can spank my monkey here:

Also, to add to my state of stokedness, I picked up the new Staind cd today, plus the new Stabbing Westward album. I see many hours of rockin out in my near future. Now the bad news... I didn't get that job. Well, I did get it, and while I was waiting to hear back on a start date, some VP guy changed his mind and decided to consolidate my position with some other position that some guy was already doing, thus eliminating the need for me. Well, ya know what I have to say to Mr. VP guy? Ok, I'm not going to post what I really have to say, but I can tell him that he oughtta give me a call when this other guy gets overworked and quits because the company wanted to save a little money here and there. And we all know that's what usually happens when you pull shit like that. Oh well, I have a new drawing tablet and yooouuu don't! So there! ~EC

MUSIC AND BOOZE... THE PERFECT BIRTHDAY

Happy birthday to MEEEEE!!! Everyone feel free to send me jewelry, money and candy! So I went to see Stabbing Westward last night... it was bomb. They mostly played new stuff off their new album that isn't out yet, and a few weeks ago I stumbled across a site that already had the new lyrics on it, so I was like the ONLY person singing along. But I had lots of guys buying me drinks ('cause I wasn't wearing a whole lot... Matt, ya missed out sweetie) so I came home nice and toasted with kick ass music rattling around in my head. Oh, and once again I have to give J-Dogg MAD PROPS! Ya know that Dave Matthews show he's taking me to on Friday? Well he decided to give me his other spare ticket to bring someone of my choice. How fuckin' cool is that? So I'm bringing a QT-Pie with me. (I don't think he knows I think he's a cutie, but I guess if he visits my site anytime soon, he will. Oh well, damn my shy ass) Anyway, it's gonna be hellllllla fun (yeah, I still say 'hella')! So in the words of Al Bundy, LET'S ROCK.

Eight-legged horror

I think I woke up yesterday in a popular horror movie. The setting: a large house out in the country. The villian: a colony of poisionous spiders. The plot: spiders infest house and scare the hell out of family. Sound familiar? (for those that don't know, it's Arachnaphobia) So last night I discovered a big fat black widow in my room, hanging out in the corner of my window. And about an hour after opening a can of poisonous whoop-ass on it, I had my window open and caught another one trying to make its way inside. So then this morning, I looked outside to see the sun rising, and found two more having a little party on the wall just outside the window. I hosed 'em down with evil tick killer (hee hee, it makes spiders foam - cool) and then discovered a few egg sacks near the roof. I drenched every sack and web I could see and reach with poison, thinking that if there were any of the creepy little buggers lurking in there, I'd have killed them for sure. Right? Wrong!!! Just a few minutes ago, I took a look outside and saw two more spiders about two feet away, and then I saw two more directly above my head! What the fuck is going on here? I haven't seen a single spider anywhere else in or near the house, but there's a whole army of them living just outside my bedroom window and they keep trying to get inside. And to make matters worse, as if it could get worse than a hundred black widows trying to get you, I have the absolute worst case of arachnaphobia I have ever heard of. Even the tiniest daddy long legs (which are harmless to humans) is enough to send me running out of a room, screaming, arms flailing, and with a major case of the heebie-jeebies for the rest of the day! Why me, huh? Anyway, that's the bad news of the day... but the good news is I got called back for a second interview for that job I really want. That's a damn good sign, so y'all keep your fingers crossed for me okay? Word. ~EC

J-Dogg Rulez

So did everyone have a good Cinco De Mayo? I sure did... Got drunk with the boys, had a beach fire, almost got caught peeing in the bushes, and I witnessed the death of the faithful old wicker chair. I was loving life until my hangover yesterday! But the homies took care of me, thanks guys. As for today, I interviewed for a really great job and I REALLY hope I get it. (and it's a plus when the guy from human resources is a hottie... I could have stared into those blue eyes all day!) And once again, Jeremy rocks... He hooked me up with Giants tickets tonight, and the Giants beat Montreal's sorry ass, of course. No offense Tom Green, I love you, but CANADA SUCKS! Um, yeah... ~EC

Good Times

Ok, life is good... I interviewed today at an agency in SF and within an hour I already got a call back from a company that supposedly has never responded to a single resume' before. ('cause I'm so totally cool) and I meet with them Monday. Also, I may have found not one, but two places to live in the near future... One would be in an apartment in SF with five, count 'em, five guys, a few of which are totally hot (no, I'm not telling you which ones, so don't ask!) and my other potential option may be with a girlfriend of mine and another of her friends in a three-bedroom house in Daly City. Ah, decisions, decisions. Also, to add to my glee, I get to see Stabbing Westward the night before my birthday (which is May 16th - feel free to send me money, diamonds and candy) AND Jeremy is so totally cool because he's taking me to see Dave Matthew's Band on the 18th! WHOOPEE!!! Let the good times roll! J-Dogg, you da bomb (yo). ~EC