It’s Just Justin

Wreck of the Day, or, Onomatopoeia - Screech;Bam

Yesterday started off well enough… Well, honestly, it was’nt so good.

All of my classes, less two, were cancelled. I somehow have to find hours so I can keep my health insurance.

But, I did get to talk to Landon for a good while in the morning. Then off to school where, upon arrival to College Avenue, I got in a car accident. Two other times today cars have wrecked doing the very same thing I did, exiting 101 Southbound to College Avenue. At least I am not alone in this eh?

I sent three txt messages to the three people I always send these type text messages to. Jenny, Geoff and Landon. I got txt msgs and phone calls from each Jenny and Landon. ______________ from Geoff…

Everything happened so quickly. Car accident, police, getting my car towed (about two blocks to the body shop), getting a rental car (another two blocks in the opposite direction), going to Seths…

I called Seth right after the accident, my body trembling so badly that I could not read the screen of the phone. He showed little interest… Even less when I went to his house on the way to the hospital. I foolishly thought I would get a caring hug or words of inspiration or otherwise… Actually I got the perverbial “cold shoulder” as Seth completely ignored me. Loren was on the bed behind Seth (as he got ready for work). As I sat next to her she asked me how I was doing, I told her “not so good, car accident and…” Seth never said anything. He did not even turn around to look at me. I sat alone on his bed for a few more minutes, Loren rose from the bed to get ready for work herself. Upset at the quality of person Seth showed, I left.

Not a single phone call from Seth, as of this posting, since I called him and told him I was in an accident. What kind of friend is that? You call, it is something you just do. It is just another example of how Seth seems to be far too self involved to realize what other people need. I am furious…

After all of that, I went to Mike’s. We sat, talked, the usual. I tagged along as he ran some errands, he made my day so much better.

When I got home I talked to my mom. I am not longer going to Columbia this weekend, she will be coming here instead (today actually).

Landon called me later on into the night, just as I was heading off to bed (around 8:00). Talking to him, I had my first breakdown since I moved to California. I realized what Landon brought to the table, responsibility, friendship, generosity, intelligence, a mean Disarono and Fresca… but mostly, the complete definition of enduring, unconditional, true; love. Love like I could never expect from someone who was not my mother, or my father, or some other close, blood relative.

Landon is a treasure, sought out by nearly everyone and found only by those lucky few. He does not realize how great he is, part of the allure and honesty he lives by.

We talked forever, like old times. I cried for a solid fourty-plus minutes and he pulled trick after trick out of his pocket, his ability to lift my spirits has never changed. When I am sad, Landon can bring me up.

It was while talking to him I realized some painful traits that I practice. We worked on ways to get beyond these painful (literally) aspects of my being.

He gave me a song to listen to… three actually.

here is one

Daniel Powter - Bad Day

He spoke some of the lyrics to me over the phone “Sing a sad song just to turn it around”. Inspiring.

Then I put up a song of my own…

Gregory Douglass - Better Tomorrow

Now I must leave. Time for work and school.

Thanks for everything, everyone who cares.

Car Accident

I hate my life. Simple as that.

Laundromat Memory Card

SO doing laundry this afternoon, found an 8mb secure digital memory card… here are its non x-rated files as a collage… haha

My Google Readership Map

I just love finding out what cities all the visiters of my journal come from. Is’nt this a blast? I wish it put a number tp show how many from each city…

International

National

Auld Lang Syne (ity)

Oh. come on, it is kinda clever…

Anyways.

Class today = fun. Prior to class though, I met a guy, online, who is moving out here soon. Seems to be a really great guy. I think he is looking mostly into going to San Francisco but also noted he was talking to a guy out here who he might live with…

Anyways, after school I dealt some with my piano. Apparently piano moving, when your piano is ~100 years old, is expensive. Especially when it is made of solid mohogany and weighs over 400lbs. So much that some quotes have been in the $300 arena! Ouch.

It is starting to look like I will have to get an electric keyboard instead… sure hope I can get my deposit back… There is an electric keyboard I am looking at, it is only $500ish so quite cheap, and really classy looking, no flashing screens and giant sound banks. The action in the keys is great and the sound is not shabby either. But it does’nt have pedals (you can buy them).

I got a new phone service here, so a new number. If you care to have it, email me! I am now using Vonage and so far, love it!

Alas, I gotta get some sleep. Love you guys!

-justin

Google Deskbar 2

Ok, so this thing kicks ass hard core!

A Little Less Conversation

I went back to Seth’s around 11:00, got a check from him. He was still too drunk/hungover to talk. Off to the flying goat to get a bagel with cream cheese and tapenade. So delicious, as much so as the company! Rigel, Alexandra and Meghan, along with two other upstanding female citizens of Santa Rosa… Of course Derek was just 15 feet away (the guy that seems to just hate me, seems to dangerously like Seth, and the one who is Seth’s roommate and that morning, his bedmate…)

But I had a good time with them all, even though our time together was brief. I was off to buy my piano!

At 12:00 I got to the Rubicon house to check out a Conover Upright piano, just shy of 100 years old. It is made of what appears tobe solid mahogany, and weighs in at 420lbs! I had read that Conover pianos were built to last, but holy hell this thing is solid as granite. I also read that they sell for around the price of a Steinway because they have an almost identical sound to them. Well, it sounded great to me, every key in perfect tune except the highest “G” on the keyboard. An easy fix by a piano tuner.

I bought the piano and it should be in my house sometime this week. Yay!

On the way towards work, I stopped to get gas. Seth was coincidentally at the same gas station getting a gatorade.

I chose this time to talk to him about the other night. Explaining that I was upset that he spent no time with me, almost seemed to completely ignore me and that he spent all his time doing Derek up for the party and only asked if i would tend bar for him. I told him that it would have been nice to get a phone call when I left, seems that if he cared about me he would want me there and would want to know why I left… petty? maybe but… When i went back he was dancing with Derek, I looked at him, he looked at me, and he kept dancing. I asked him why he made no motions towards me, his boyfriend. “I can’t just spend time with one person Justin, it’s my party, I didn’t spend more than five seconds with anyone”. Of course this is an exaggeration on his part, and a lie. It just does not work. I have been the host of many Brothel parties and never had a problem with taking time to spend with the person I was dating or just the person I especially invited.

Work then, fantastically busy. We tripled our sales! Poor scheduling of people meant that it was just Angelica and I and we had the same lunch break! No one could come in and help us, while we had at times over fifty drinks lined up. Thank God for Jessika who just happened to be an old Starbucks pro and was in the store. She hopped behind the counter and went away at drinks and the register! We surely could not have managed without her.

Barry’s Market wants to talk to me Wednesday about a job… Let’s see how that goes!

I went back to Seth’s after work, hoping to talk to him about stuff. He was watching family guy with Derek, in his bed. I do believe that he told me he was watching Family Guy with “Theresa”… Hmm, I don’t know. For the first thirty minutes, it was really awkward. Things got better when Derek left the room, he would barely cuddle with me with Derek there… I just don’t get this Derek thing!

We ended the night on a high note, hopefully worked something out, albiet in a silent fashion. Not many words were spoken.

I guess I should show the like only picture taken from Seth’s party. There are a few more. I was not exactly in the picture taking mood…

Time to ready myself for school!

The Keys to My Heart

I am buying a piano today, that is if I can get my money back from Seth…

Maybe my true love with be the piano? It really can’t hurt me unless it falls on my head like one of those cartoons…

From Seth to Syth (All that different?)

So Seth’s party was a bust. He would’nt really even make eye contact with me, much less talk. He was spending all of his time with Derek, fixing him up for the party. When I showed up, the only thing he really said to me was asking if I could work the bar…

I hung around there for about an hour, with him not talking to me. I talked with Meghan and Alexandriacat about it and they advised me to just leave if he was treating me like that, and has been for a while. I took their advice and headed to Mike’s to talk.

We played Star Wars and had a great time. Kevin was I think in the city at a movie.

I left Mikes around 1:30 and went back to Seth’s to try it around again… He was dancing with Derek, looked me in the eyes and continued dancing. Hurt, sad and disappointed, I left, again.

This morning I went to see Seth at his house around 7:30. I walked into his room where he was cuddling with Derek, two other guys were in the bed with him. Jumping to conclusions would not be a good thing, but the thoughts in my head for the past few weeks about Derek and Seth seem to be realizing themselves. I took pictures… I did not know what to do, so I took a picture on my camera phone. Argh!

I have an uncanny ability to figure these things out, as and even before they occur. From the start Derek seemed to make it clear to me that he did not like me… Well, point has be made.

I have tried calling Seth a few times but he won’t answer, albiet still early in the morning.

I felt so sick to my stomach leaving his house… What does one do in my situation? William John, send me a message!

Holy Damnation

Today I was taken into one of the back officed by teh Starbucks lead and the food avenue department executive. Apparently my “peers don’t like me” because “my jokes are inappropriate” and I am “bossy”. Meanwhile I point out that I was told three time that morning that my jokes are what made my peers want to go to work each day (not one of my jokes has been inappropriate, all are workplace safe). I was told by all but one of my co-workers that they loved working with me, the “one” admits that she doe snot like authority. I asked her to make more frappiccino one day and she told me to “make it myself”… I am the only one who takes charge when people are late or don’t show up at all. If someone is breaking healthcode then I let them know that wearing your apron to the bathroom is not a good idea or that sweeping the eating area also means wiping down the tables. If people would do their jobs, especially those higher up, I would not have to remind people what to do.

I was also told that I was a negative person to be around… Wow cause everyone tells me how uplifting I am and outgoing.

Oh, and the kicker. bad customer service… HOLY HELL. I have gotten so many “great team” cards for my excellent customer service. I have people come to starbucks who used to choose my line at Target every trip just to talk to me. I was told by one lead that my customer service was so good, it frightened her. I did such a good job with one customer that she dedicated 30 minutes of her morning show to talking about me (Froggie 92.9) on her morning show! The next day, sales went up some $250!

Then they bitched at me because my availability was going down… I am in school, I told you when I applied for the job that I was continuing my education. Perhaps that is the problem, no one I work with has gone to college or is currently going. jealousy?

My $1.25/hr promotion? Yeah, they lied, does not exist.

Quit? What do you think? I am so disappointed. There is more but I gotta go. Seth’s going away party, should be a “drag”. Some fun pictures no doubt!

-justin