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Friday, July 9, 2004
Mood:
 don't ask
400 calories on the exercise bike, walked 25 minutes, climbed 6 floors, 100 crunches. ate usual breakfast, pasta with cheese, 1 apple, 1 peach, salad, 2 eggs, some bread. half a bag of marshmallows. i'm a fat cow. blergh. 2 cups of coffee.
i hate men. men are stupid and useless.
Posted by tristane666
at 11:50 PM MEST
Thursday, July 8, 2004
Mood:
 suave
Now Playing: random classical music on tv
400 calories on the exercise bike (will do more before going to bed), 70 crunches, walked 10 minutes, climbed 5 floors. ate the usual breakfast, tuna sandwich, cheese, yoghurt and diet cake. 2 cups of coffee, 2 pieces of candy.
7:30 am
i get up, still sleepy. why can't i sleep until 8:30? i drag myself into the shower, with music to wake me up. to/die/for. i need new cd's. i shower, wash my hair, put conditioner on, rinse it off, dry myself, wash my face and go have breakfast. i put on my makeup, go get dressed up, brush my teeth, try to make my hair look normal, realize i'm terribly late and rush to the metro.
just before my stop i see a woman come to me. it's only when she touches my arm that i realize it's cris' mom. funny, a minute earlier i was thinking i had to call cris. short convo with her mom:
-hi, i wasn't sure it was you!
-oh, i hadn't seen you. it's funny, i was thinking of cris just now, i have to call her!
-oh, yeah, and where are you going?
-to work
-work now? wow, that sucks! i'm going to work as well, i get off in verdaguer.
-i see. i get off here.
-i know. see you soon! call cris!
-i will! bye!
-bye!
i go to the train, realize i wasn't *that* late, i could still catch the 9:38 train with no hurry. i read my book until valldoreix.
my bosses get out of the bar when i show up. they were having a coffee, their coffee machine at home is getting fixed. we go to the store. i break my nail in the middle when i open the car door. blergh, it bleeds. i should have cut it when i thought about it at home. laziness never pays off!
i clean my broken bloody nail when we get to the store. nuria checks something out on internet, we have some small talk going on, in which she tells me her sons are going to pamplona and i mention how i wish i could go see nightwish there this sunday. she tells me i can get a ride there if i find a way back, but i have to say no, thanks... i don't even have a ticket, and no money to buy it.
nuria leaves, i play some online games while listening to an online death metal/black metal radio. i wish i had brought my moonspell tape. or listened to it in the shower.
antonio shows up after a couple of hours. keeps me busy trying to find a phone number, calling info numbers here and there. nobody seems to know the company we're looking for. fuck them. antonio ends up finding it himself. he calls. some problems he has at home with internet and the phone. i wait. i start to get bored. i sit down, get up, walk around the store. now he asks me to find a provider's phone number. a woman walks in when i'm still trying to find that number.
she wants a very specific kind of shirt for a man. nothing i show her is what she wants. fuck her.
she leaves and i find the number. antonio calls. he asks me to empty the trash can. i try to but i find i can't open the container and lift the trash alone, so i call antonio and he helps me. i suggest they buy rubbish bags, i'm sick of getting all the gross cigarette ashes in my face each time i empty that damn thing.
i get on the computer while antonio sits down near me, reading the newspaper. i ask if i should keep looking for job as for irati. he mumbles something i don't understand. i ask if i should count the gigolo items (it's a brand). he says there's no hurry. i insist, saying i have nothing to do. he mumbles something again, so i decide to just look for these damn job ads. a minute later he asks me to let him use the computer. good. i sit down behind him and after a few minutes i decide to read my book.
nuria calls. she needs a ride, so we close 15 minutes early to go pick her up. yay! they drive me to the station, i leave. read my book until diagonal where i take the metro to go home. i read some more.
i get home, have lunch, ruth calls, i finish my lunch, get online. i chat with annie and a new guy from malaga. at first he seems to be kinda dumb but he isn't. he's nice. he's had a cancer. poor kid! he almost died. glad he's ok now.
i look for recording studios as well. i write down some numbers. i'll call tomorrow -if i'm not too lazy. or maybe i'll wait until i know what songs ruth and i will do.
i get offline and on the exercise bike while reading. i've finished reading bridget jones' diary! why are the most entertaining books the shortest? i started reading the da vinci code. we'll see if it's as good as people say.
i spend the next 2 hours fighting with the new vcr that my mom bought this morning. it causes some problems with the antenna which i can't figure out how to solve. damnit! *kicks vcr* WORK!
i get the minimum to work, so i sit down and watch a bit of a tape while eating my yoghurt. then i write, and dinner's ready.
Posted by tristane666
at 10:49 PM MEST
Wednesday, July 7, 2004
Mood:
 surprised
Now Playing: ca se discute
550 calories burnt on exercise bike
walked about 15 minutes
climbed 5 floors
ate usual breakfast, potatoes with sausages, salad, diet pizza. 2 pieces of candy, 2 cups of coffee.
can you tell i'm getting too much into bridget jones' diary? we'll see how long this lasts.
7:30 am
i get up with a lot of difficulties. too sleepy. too lazy to have a shower. i have breakfast while watching yesterday's tape of b&b, lizzie mcguire and so on. i finish just before days of our lkives starts. i go wash my face, my teeth, try to get some gas out of my belly (sorry about the details). i put on my makeup while watching days. i go get dressed up when it ends. good timing. i put on my new kanak pants, my almost new back t-shirt that makes me look older (i can still afford to look older than my age, i'm 26), throw a t-shirt and a pair of pants on the floor for my mom to wash them. i spend the next 5 minutes trying to figure out how to wear my new belt. i give up, i'm too fat. or rather, my body is too weird: when i lose a few more cm the belt will be too big, so it's not a matter of belt lenght, it's a matter of my butt being too...weird.
i try to get my hair to look like normal hair, grab my bracelets, my book, my purse and leave, thinking i'm running late because of the belt.
i catch the metro as it gets to the station. good timing again. i change to the train 2 stops further. i can't believe i've got a whole 3 minutes before the 9:32 train comes. that hasn't happened since... forever.
i sit in the train, start reading, almost fall asleep, start drinking my coffee. i get down in valldoreix, read some more while waiting for the white car to pick me up. only antonio today (my boss' boyfriend). i'm hoping i'll be left alone. not a word. is he mad because of the water bottle i made him buy me yesterday? nah, can't be that, just a fucking bottle of water.
i open the store, get on the computer, start playing insaniquarium for lack of anything better to do. nuria (my boss) calls, trying to find antonio. he still hasn't showed up. he comes a while later and nuria calls him before he gets a chance to call her back. a few words and he leaves. good for me.
i keep playing random games. nothing to do, as usual. the same old games get boring. i try to keep looking for job ads for irati (artur's girlfriend. artur is nuria's youngest son. nuria can't stand irati and has asked me to find her a job abroad. anywhere further than paris), but i can't. i've blocked my mind, can do nothing. can't think about anything else but that job in finland. i *have* to go back to finland. actually i mostly need a change, to leave spain for a while, break the routine. get into a new routine, with more motivating things to do. but what things? i still haven't found out.
another antonio comes. a customer. "the annoying one", as nuria calls him. whines about not finding track suits his size, ends up buying himself a pair of shorts and a rain coat, buys his wife a pair of jeans. whines some more, this time about not getting the usual discount. i tell him i'm not allowed to do it. i only do the 20% discount for sales times. whines about me being worse than judith when it comes to make him buy. whines about him spending too much money. i end up "discounting" him another 21 cents. my bosses won't kill me for that.
antonio shows up again (my boss, this time) short after the annoying one left. needs the computer. needs toilet paper. at least 1 m. sure boss! installs scanner. me bored silly. puts on random tapes. nothing but old 60's crap, when he has a whitesnake tape and an alice cooper tape at hand's reach. why? why torture me with that 60's crap?
the music mixed with my boredom is more than i can stand, i nervously walk around the store, faking i'm busy. i end up rushing into the rest room. at least you can't hear the music so loud there! i get out. music stops. phew!
i sit down. bored as heck. thinking of what to do with my life. something useful. now. holy shit, anything i think of seems too dull, i'm so unmotivated! feels like when i had a depression. i hope i'm not getting that again.
antonio lets me use the computer. what can i do? i try to copy a customer file really slowly, to kill some time. i take all my time to put some index cards back into their boxes. slowly sit down at the computer. 5 minutes until closing time! antonio, 5 minutes until 2 pm, is it worth starting something new? -no, just turn the computer off. GOOD!
drives me to the station. train comes quickly. good timing day. i read all the way back to barcelona, then fall asleep. i change to the metro for once. i'll be home earlier. metro is waiting at the station. more good timing.
get off, walk home, eat lunch. ruth calls. i talk to her for a while. mom leaves for evic. got to make dad his coffee. say goodbye to ruth.
get online. on yahoo im. write in kiwibox, play prizee, annie gets online. power outage at her place. she comes back online when she can. chat with annie and albert for a good while.
get offline, eat salad, get on exercise bike. write some by hand, then go to my room to sing. can't sing today, too bloated. blergh, damn pms.
i get back on the exercise bike while reading, it makes time go by faster, makes me burn more calories. good. dinner time. eat my pizza, then call alan. am i over him yet? good question. i think i am, but it can come back any minute. for now i'm getting along with albert better. alan seems distant. only seems, because we talked for a while on the phone.
i solved the rehearsal time problem too. good. it was driving me crazy. another week before we rehearse again, though. good and bad. small rehearsal with no drums at alan's place this sunday, though. good. always fun. saturday, i rest? maybe.
get back on exercise bike until mom leaves computer. i've created a monster.
too sleepy to write more.
Posted by tristane666
at 11:33 PM MEST
Mood:
 lazy
Now Playing: zuccero, on tv
i'm testing this new blog, to see what it looks like and if it's easy to use.
i'm chatting with annie and albert right now. not for long, though...
i met anastacia yesterday!
Posted by tristane666
at 6:01 PM MEST
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