October 19th, 2007

Subject : THIS IS MADNESS!!!!
Posted Date: : Oct 19, 2007 12:22 AM


So.. the last 2 weeks.

Once I got confirmed for my new job, I basicly spent the last few days of my unemployment doing what I do best, watching Movies and catching up on shit I told myself I'd do but never did.

I managed to get shit written, nothing final, but finally put pen to paper.

on saturday, I pulled together my last few dollars and went down to WESTWOOD for the closing of Jay and Slient Bob's Secret Stash. I didnt sleep at all that night and arrived on location around 6 am for the 12pm signing. While waiting in line for almost 6 hours (sigining started late), I read a full book, ate some candy, and met the clone of my long dead friend. There was a girl in line next to me that, hand to god, was the reincarnation of my friend Sarah.

To those who dont know, Sarah was a good friend of mine in Highschool and after wards. in 2002 she came down with Cancer. It kinda just hit her. The cancer spread through her leg, which was amputated. I got lost on the whole matter, as she was in and out of the hospital so many times. Frank, my boss at the time, and probably one of the few things I should of listend to him on, kept kicking my ass to go visit her. I kept putting it off untill I ran into her at the mall one day. I hadnt seen her in almost 6 months, and only talked to her on the phone. This time, she was in high spirits. (She was always perkey, and reminded me of Kelly Bundey in the earliest season of Married with Children, sans being slutty and dumb), but she was sans her long almost bleach blond nautral hair, which was now a buzz, due to the kemo therepy, and sans one leg. We talked for over an hour befor parting ways. I told her I had a birthday present for her (we shared the same birthday) but I wanted to wrap it for her. My lazieness and mindset kept me from delivering. My cousin went though a simalur thing, and though wheel chair bound, had surived what I thought was an even worse case than Sarah's. Fast Forward 3 months later, Sarahs' mom came by my work and droped off a tiny cross for me. I wasnt there and Frank gave it to me, telling me that once again I should go visit her. I didnt. 2 weeks later, I get woken up at 9 am by my friend Troy, who informed me that Sarah had died the day before. I was a mess for 2 days and have constantly beat myself up for not seeing her one last time. Our last meeting, was pitch perfect as run in's could go. But I still had numerous chances to visit her one last time, and didnt. It somthing I still beat myself up over.

So I think thats why this poor girl standing in line next to me though I was a weirdo. A big fat guy wearing a black trench coat with shorts, just giving her odd looks is probably not the greatest thing in the world.

But fuck me if this girl wasnt dead on. The second she talked, I was mid chapter in my book, and a chill went down my spine. The only diffrence with this girl and Sarah is the hight is off by an inch. Everything else, looks, maurisms, voice.. dead on. It freaked me out a bit. I tried to converse with the girl for a bit, but I just couldnt get over the clone factor of her and had to break off before 11 30 to another group just so I could regain some sanity.

I dont know if anyone will ever have this kind of experiance, but its goddamn unnerving.


It kinda brought down my meet and greet with Kevin Smith, who's new book kicks ass.

I got a better pic with Kevin at least.

Then, that tuesday, I started work at Bank of America's collection center.

Two weeks later, I've sat in a classroom and I've wanted to blow my brains out its so goddam boring.

And to top it off, my modem at my house is shot, so I have to get ahold of AT&T for a new one.

Hopefully, I'll have a new one by next week.

Now, its time for bed.