del the smell

i was talking to delia last night and here are the highlights:
you know what scratch that,
i have been writing in bullet form way too much lately.
so here goes:
i started out talking to delia last night,
just saying the normal stuff:
"we should hang out some time."/"we would have cool stories to tell if we hung out."
then she laughed because i said she was vivacious (yes it is my word of the week).
and from there it was like the snowball effect.
i mean i have heard the word slap happy before,
but it was in full efeect last night.
there were all sorts of laugh out louds and chuckles.
i made her spit coffee out of her ears (ya i know, i am friggin impressive).
then we went on AIM (ya i capitalized something, murder me, i dare you).
after that i remembered what my doctor had said about taking it easy.
so i had to slow down the pace on the myspace messages/picture comments.
now i am in friend love,
and i posted a picture of me and delia playing baseball.
here it is:

(no it isn't photoshopped...
it was just weird lighting that day at the ball field...
she smashed a homer late in the third inning though.)
after i posted the picture,
we talked about disney movies and future professions
me: misisonary, youth pastor, musician...
her: college english professor, writer, missionary (later in life)...
then we talked about kenya a bit.
then i explained what i wanted to do with my life,
while she explained friend love.
then we called it a night...
overall, the best conversation i have had with someone in a while.
very surprised.
del the smell gets a ten out of ten in my book (no, not my little black book).

new series

i have decided to make a new series called:
(drum roll)
"100 ways i will never spend my friday night"
i will go five at a time,
and i will probably only reach thirty,
because i am not nearly creative enough to come up with 100.
so new title:
(slightly more realistic/unenthusiastic drum roll)
((which i almost always want to spell drum rool))
"30 ways i will never spend my friday night"

1. going to a pro-drink and drive convention.
2. watching the simpsons (i have never found it funny).
3. buying a puppy.
4. watching HSM2.
5. watching HSM1

cart barn

ok,
even though i am 100% pretty certain that no
one will ever read this blog
i am still going to go ahead and write it.

today was my first day of work,
my boss is kind of a d.
i am not allowed to wear my current plugs,
because they are far to noticeable.
my manager is rascist against the majority of the people
that i work alongside (mexicans).
i never stop moving during the whole day.
it gets hot.
i have to drive a cart that picks up all the balls on the
driving range, and it is covered in mesh
so it hurts my eyes when i drive it.
i learned that i think it is funny when well-to-do
adults have conversations when they are
drunk, and they cuss more than the
average sailor.
i do get free food from the restaurant
in the club,
but the time i spend eating my free food
is not paid for.
so i guess what i am saying is that
i don't get paid to eat their food.
i have to tuck in my shirts at all hours of the job.
my legs hurt.
i work 7-8 hour shifts.
i don't get nearly as good of tips as i thought
(unless the other emplyees are stiffing me,
which would ultimately be the suckiest thing ever
{note to self: look into whether you are being
stiffed by the other employees})

answers to all your questions:
i work at mission viejo country club.
no i didn't get fired from my last job.
i had a hot dog for lunch.
yes there is a guy named jose at my work.
i get paid $8.50 an hour.
i got $5 dollars in tips today.
no, high school musical 2 is still not cool.