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The Face of Jesus In My Soup [26 Oct 2005|02:35pm]
[ mood | indifferent ]

Halloween's coming up, and that's rad as fuck.
By far, it's my favorite holiday, just because it's so much different than Christmas, Thanksgiving, and the like.
They're about family, and bonding, and some block of meat in the middle of the table...
But Halloween, damn. Spooky shit, and conning people for sweets. Doesn't get much cooler than that.
Anyway... besides being excited about Halloween, even though I'm not sure what I'm doing yet...
I've been drifting around Philly and the suburbs as per usual, spending my nights at either Scott's or Dan's...
Scott's been kind of distant though... his door is open for me to crash... but we haven't really been talking...
I don't quite know what's going on there. It seems like all my shit is topsy-turvy since Dan went away to school last year.
I was renting his parent's basement for a while, but again, that got boring as hell...
And during that time, it just seems that I've lost touch with everyone and vice versa. Being that everyone lost touch with me... does that qualify as a 'vice versa'?
I'm not too sure... it may not, but other way, you get what I'm saying.
Anyway, regardless of the Scott situation... Dan's place is pretty awesome. Even if it is starting to smell like microwave-fucked-burritos.
I feel bad sticking around for too long though, because it is kind of small...
I'm usually on the couch when I'm crashing there, and again I feel bad because Dan's bed is like... completely broken.
I told him a futon wasn't the greatest idea... but he insisted on it. And now the frame's all bent and unusable.
So... I'm not sure whether to take the couch, and leave him with his futon mattress on the floor, or what...
Whatever. He doesn't seem to mind.
Anyway, I was hoping either Dan or one of his permanent room mates could kind of hook me up with work,
but none of them are working either. Jesus.
There must not be one available position in all of Philadelphia.

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Now, How Does This Always Happen... [30 Jul 2005|10:21am]
[ mood | meh ]

Time once again for the Hooper Annual Update.
I really want to archive my day-to-day life here, but I just tend not to give a flying shit about LJ.com more than once a year.
Anyway, I'm pretty excited about today. Dan's family is throwing this
ridiculously large graduation party for his sister, and I'm looking
forward to sipping suh' sizzurp and maxin' on the Xbox.
Although, it IS a party... so maybe some mingling will go on... I don't
know much of Dan's family anyway.
That whole plan to live in his basement fell through... just ended up
retiring to Scott's couch everynight for God-knows-how-long.
I was able to get and hold a job up until the beginning of June,
though. Strangely enough, Dan got me into it, but QUIT about 2 weeks
after I started.
What job could this be, you ask?
What menial minimum wage task could the great Andy lower himself to this time?
Haha. Well... just think: Vacuum cleaners.
And also think: Door-to-door.
And then also think: Salesman
And then umm... Yeah. I was a door-to-door vacuum salesman.
I made some decent money, working on about $300-400 commission per unit sold.
And I KICKED ASS at it. Dan wasn't so lucky... I guess that's why he quit. Working in his family business restaurant now, I'm pretty sure.
But anyway, I made enough money over the course of the Fall/Winter/Spring to just chill all summer long.
It ruled. Anyone who had seen me this summer knew that my slacker season was TeH Fuckin Awesome.
But yeah... The funds are low once again, so the hunt continues.
Dan gets his own place in about a month, so that may be a new crash point, and I'll probably take on whatever job he does for awhile.
Peace out. See y'all next year. And umm... You're never gonna catch me.

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Today's Special Word Is: Bungalowing. [05 Aug 2004|05:04pm]
Alright, so maybe it's not a word. But who are you to judge.

I know its been more than a year since I've updated this enormously widely adverbally read piece of journal..itude. And before that it was roughly a year, but who are you to judge, once again.
Besides, I'm a busy man. What, with my... lack of a job, and bumming money for the occasional record or two. And the constant mooching. And the slacker...itude.
It's all about to change! I guess...
I'm getting a job before August is out. I swear. I have to.
I'm getting a quasi-permanent place, too. No more of this like, staying at Scott's one week, or over at my sister's apartment. Fuck that. In it's ass.
Dan's going away to school, like... late September. It's not for a while, but once he's out, I'm fucking renting his parent's basement. But it won't be my parents basement. So eating Chinese and staying up listening to my Fugazi records while Xboxing it up, wont be as much of a nerdy ordeal. I'm hoping things go that way, anyway.
As for the pay, like I said, I'm getting a job. Maybe like, Blockbuster or something. Somewhere where I can assauly people with my massive brain full of pop-culture knowledge, and make them feel retarded for the services they're purchasing... or something like that.
I don't know, we'll see how it pans out. Until then, I'm going to stop ranting. For about another year. I'll let you know how it goes.

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For those of you wondering... [28 Jul 2003|12:21pm]
About a week ago, I did make it to Hatboro.
But there's NO WHERE to stay in that godforsaken town. or boreau. or whatever.
None that I could find anyway.
So, I was gonna try Dan's? I think he lives something like, 10 minutes from
where i was driving around?
But he was all, "I'm going down the shore like, tomorrow or the next day."
So that was a no go.
And everyone else I could have bungalowed with lives in or closer to Philly.
So I basically drove around the city at night until I got bored.
And then went home. And I've been here for about a week.
What the fuck? I heard it was totally uber-amazing.
I should have just shacked up in Dan's place while he was gone.
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frustration! [25 Jul 2003|09:50pm]
Apparently 'Zen' is not a valid Scrabble word.
Who knew?
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[20 Jul 2003|01:10am]
[ mood | caffienated ]


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Hiatus from Hiatus; Entry #2 [19 Jul 2003|03:44pm]
[ mood | pining for records ]

Oh man, I need to do some record shopping.
Last record i bought was... at least 2 weeks ago.
Chuck must think I'm dead.
I had been in the Main St. shop just about everyday for a whole month's stretch,
and even met him there as he was opening up to nab some 45s.
But, alas, I haven't had money in so long.
Hell, I should just work there.

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wow. [19 Jul 2003|01:40am]
I haven't updated in so long, you'd think I'd've fallen out of existence!
By the way, kids, making up your own contractions is cool!
So... yeah. I'd explain why I've been gone for so long, but it's a long story.
Something to do with a vending machine and one of those plumbing snakes.
So we'll start fresh.
HI!!! I'm Andy Hooper.
Nice to meet you, too.
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