Wednesday, July 15, 2009
JUST A HEADS UP
FROM THIS POINT RIGHT HERE, I WILL BE POSTING POST FROM MY OLD BLOG ON MYSPACE. I DON'T USE MYSPACE ANYMORE AND THINKING ABOUT DELETING IT. I'D LIKE TO HAVE ALL OF MY WRITING IN ONE PLACE NONE OF THIS WILL BE CURRENT INFO ON ME. HOWEVER IT WAS THE BEGINNING OF MY JOURNEY FROM HOME. THEREFORE THESE ENTRIES ARE PRETTY DEAR TO ME. SO, IF YOU'VE EVER WONDERED HOW A ENDED UP IN VEGAS. HERE YA GO!! AFTERWARDS, I WILL POST A CURRENT BLOG PROBABLY WITH IN THE NEXT FEW DAYS WHEN I HAVE TIME. SORRY FOR THE OUT OF ORDER RANDOMNESS AND IF YOU'VE READ MY BLOG BEFORE YOU CAN OBVIOUSLY SKIP THROUGH THE RE-RUN SORRY. IF YOU WANT MY CURRENT BLOGS, YOU'LL HAVE TO SCROLL TO THE BEGINNING. IT'S BASICALLY ABOUT WORK AND ME BITCHING ABOUT MY LOVE LIFE. SORTA LIKE REAL LIFE SEX IN THE CITY. =)
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Sunday, March 30, 2008
San Fransico.
Current mood: anxious
Category: Travel and Places
Man, I knew this day was coming, for a long time. Which is partially the reason why I could never settle down with anyone. I have always wanted to travel. It was a promise I had made to myself. So I am creating this blog, so that anyone that gives a flying fuck, can come along on the journey with me. I’ll either start this in a second, or like toomarow. Not sure yet,,,,,,
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San Fransico.
Current mood: anxious
Category: Travel and Places
Man, I knew this day was coming, for a long time. Which is partially the reason why I could never settle down with anyone. I have always wanted to travel. It was a promise I had made to myself. So I am creating this blog, so that anyone that gives a flying fuck, can come along on the journey with me. I’ll either start this in a second, or like toomarow. Not sure yet,,,,,,
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Monday, March 31, 2008
Part 1: The beginning
Current mood: adventurous
Category: Travel and Places
Yah, so our adventure started out pretty action filled. I had about three days to get packed. I ran all over town trying to get all of the necessary items I would need. There was so many people that I wanted to say goodbye to but so little time. So Brian picked me up at my house ...Jamie was there.... I miss her. We said our good-byes, and made our way off to the airport.
Brian has traveled around his entire life, but me, I had never really set foot in an airport...(so just use your imagination.). We checked in our bags and then looked for our gate. First, we had to make it through security. I had to take off my shoes and proceeded to let the female security guard "feel me up." ....I felt violated! She kept making me laugh while she smiled, "we’ve got a live one here!" As I thought "I think I’m in love with her!" (Jooookeee).
Ounce we found our gate, we both decided to go our seperate ways. It’s pretty sweet! We both get our own space, yet we still know to have each others back. I left him to his burger restaurant, promised that I would return in 15 minutes, and I wandered off to look for something that would interest me. I walked and walked breathing in the air, every breath a little longer than the first, trying to take in how much my life has changed in the past two weeks.....I mean serously things have changed. Well, I found my ice tea and a sandwhich and went looking for my gate.
Yah so I bet you saw this one coming..... I got lost (are you surprised?). I started fliippin out like it was New Years Eve at Harrahs. I went one way and then I would turn around and go the other way, but every way looked the same. "OMG!" I thought to myself, "I have waited for this moment my entire life, and I’m going to miss my flight, and he’s going to leave me here, and , and, and." So I attempted to call Brian,.... over,.... and over, ...and over,.. and well you get the point. He wouldn’t answer. What was going on? Maybe it wasn’t meant for me to leave. Well, I figured it all out! I left the freakin termial! Who does that? Well, it wasn’t so bad except for the fact that I had to go through security again and get all my stuff re-examined and get re-felt up (that was my favorite part, I did it on purpose just for that!) So I was home free right? I thought so, until they asked for my boarding pass. Crap! Brian had it....ahhhhhhh!
Luckily Brian called me right then. I explained to him the situation! I don’t think I was quite taking in the urgency of the matter, until I saw him turning the corner gasping for air. He waved my ticket in their face like it was the meaning of life and he wanted to share. I looked at him ounce, and whispered into the air "I’m sorry." He nodded at me and closed his eyes to assure me that everything would be okay......When really, everthing wasn’t okay.
I made it through!....Finally! Only thing was they took my lipton tea. I was pissed about that! For atleast 10 minutes.....Brian looked at me and said let’s go! He took off like he was getting payed for it! I lagged behind in my high heels doing the best that I could. I screamed "Whats wrong!" He panted "Our flight is leaving now! Why did you leave the terminal?" At this point I realized that it was GO time! I put my shoes in my hand raced down the isles like there was a bomb explosion in the other direction. I thought it was funny...however brian didn’t exactly think so. I mean here we are running down isle after isle full speed ahead, while everyone else is sitting or standing around calm as shit, turning their heads to stare at us screaming at each other! I don’t care what he says ......that was fun!
Brian struggled for his words, over his odd patterned breathing, "Did the flight leave?" ..."No." The whatever you call that lady said "We held the plane for you." We looked at each other in disbelief. I felt special, I think he was embarassed, whatever works....And now the adventure has begun! First Class (Welcome to the good life!).
We flew from St. Louis to Denver Colarado, to San Fransico. We had complementary wine the entire ride! I thing at some point we also consumed vodka. I never got too waisted, because I figured puking on a plane would have to be the worst! They offered us free food. It was really exiting "hmmm" ...."pa--st-a annnd vege-ta-bles." I read, I opened it Cool! It was suppose to be gourmet, but it was more like GourtYUCK!. Jesus! That stuff was horrible! Whoever invented that stuff ....oh nevermind. I put my airplane head phones on and rocked out in my seat. Banging my head as I gazed out of the window looking at the layered clouds, and watched everything I knew dissappear. Brian sunk down loooow in his air plane seat slightly nodding his head to the music. Although he looked like a gangster then , eventually he was passed out on my shoulder drooling his heart out. We had plenty of empty bottles of wine at our feet. I reclined my seat back, kicked my feet up. "One more blanket please." "Yeah OJ is fine!" I think our flight attendant may have been the nicest guy in the world! Brian would say "one more pillow please, yes thank you so much, she has back problems." This is so not true...but we did have like 5 pillows for like no reason. My ears hurt so bad when I got off the plane.....I blew and sneezed Geeez..
Anyways, I’m out of here for now. I won’t have a laptop like I had thought. We will be staying in a hostile in Thailand that cost 16 dollars a night, that’s 8 dollars a piece. We are hoping that they will be providing internet connections there. So I will try my best to keep up with this blog. Oh and not to freak anyone out, but Brian’s mom says that if you smoke weed in Thailand, or smuggle it in, or even get it planted on you, you will be sent to prison for life or even get the death penaly. Also, when you cross the street in Thailand you have to make sure you presume that everyone wants to kill you. Hence they aint stoppin holmes. If that’s not enough to freak you out, you have to watch your drinks so that they don’t knock you out cold, take you to a hotel and cut your kidneys out. Kidney theft is really popular out there. WTF! OMG! scary stuff. For real. I leave toomarow morning. I’ll try to keep in touch.
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Part 1: The beginning
Current mood: adventurous
Category: Travel and Places
Yah, so our adventure started out pretty action filled. I had about three days to get packed. I ran all over town trying to get all of the necessary items I would need. There was so many people that I wanted to say goodbye to but so little time. So Brian picked me up at my house ...Jamie was there.... I miss her. We said our good-byes, and made our way off to the airport.
Brian has traveled around his entire life, but me, I had never really set foot in an airport...(so just use your imagination.). We checked in our bags and then looked for our gate. First, we had to make it through security. I had to take off my shoes and proceeded to let the female security guard "feel me up." ....I felt violated! She kept making me laugh while she smiled, "we’ve got a live one here!" As I thought "I think I’m in love with her!" (Jooookeee).
Ounce we found our gate, we both decided to go our seperate ways. It’s pretty sweet! We both get our own space, yet we still know to have each others back. I left him to his burger restaurant, promised that I would return in 15 minutes, and I wandered off to look for something that would interest me. I walked and walked breathing in the air, every breath a little longer than the first, trying to take in how much my life has changed in the past two weeks.....I mean serously things have changed. Well, I found my ice tea and a sandwhich and went looking for my gate.
Yah so I bet you saw this one coming..... I got lost (are you surprised?). I started fliippin out like it was New Years Eve at Harrahs. I went one way and then I would turn around and go the other way, but every way looked the same. "OMG!" I thought to myself, "I have waited for this moment my entire life, and I’m going to miss my flight, and he’s going to leave me here, and , and, and." So I attempted to call Brian,.... over,.... and over, ...and over,.. and well you get the point. He wouldn’t answer. What was going on? Maybe it wasn’t meant for me to leave. Well, I figured it all out! I left the freakin termial! Who does that? Well, it wasn’t so bad except for the fact that I had to go through security again and get all my stuff re-examined and get re-felt up (that was my favorite part, I did it on purpose just for that!) So I was home free right? I thought so, until they asked for my boarding pass. Crap! Brian had it....ahhhhhhh!
Luckily Brian called me right then. I explained to him the situation! I don’t think I was quite taking in the urgency of the matter, until I saw him turning the corner gasping for air. He waved my ticket in their face like it was the meaning of life and he wanted to share. I looked at him ounce, and whispered into the air "I’m sorry." He nodded at me and closed his eyes to assure me that everything would be okay......When really, everthing wasn’t okay.
I made it through!....Finally! Only thing was they took my lipton tea. I was pissed about that! For atleast 10 minutes.....Brian looked at me and said let’s go! He took off like he was getting payed for it! I lagged behind in my high heels doing the best that I could. I screamed "Whats wrong!" He panted "Our flight is leaving now! Why did you leave the terminal?" At this point I realized that it was GO time! I put my shoes in my hand raced down the isles like there was a bomb explosion in the other direction. I thought it was funny...however brian didn’t exactly think so. I mean here we are running down isle after isle full speed ahead, while everyone else is sitting or standing around calm as shit, turning their heads to stare at us screaming at each other! I don’t care what he says ......that was fun!
Brian struggled for his words, over his odd patterned breathing, "Did the flight leave?" ..."No." The whatever you call that lady said "We held the plane for you." We looked at each other in disbelief. I felt special, I think he was embarassed, whatever works....And now the adventure has begun! First Class (Welcome to the good life!).
We flew from St. Louis to Denver Colarado, to San Fransico. We had complementary wine the entire ride! I thing at some point we also consumed vodka. I never got too waisted, because I figured puking on a plane would have to be the worst! They offered us free food. It was really exiting "hmmm" ...."pa--st-a annnd vege-ta-bles." I read, I opened it Cool! It was suppose to be gourmet, but it was more like GourtYUCK!. Jesus! That stuff was horrible! Whoever invented that stuff ....oh nevermind. I put my airplane head phones on and rocked out in my seat. Banging my head as I gazed out of the window looking at the layered clouds, and watched everything I knew dissappear. Brian sunk down loooow in his air plane seat slightly nodding his head to the music. Although he looked like a gangster then , eventually he was passed out on my shoulder drooling his heart out. We had plenty of empty bottles of wine at our feet. I reclined my seat back, kicked my feet up. "One more blanket please." "Yeah OJ is fine!" I think our flight attendant may have been the nicest guy in the world! Brian would say "one more pillow please, yes thank you so much, she has back problems." This is so not true...but we did have like 5 pillows for like no reason. My ears hurt so bad when I got off the plane.....I blew and sneezed Geeez..
Anyways, I’m out of here for now. I won’t have a laptop like I had thought. We will be staying in a hostile in Thailand that cost 16 dollars a night, that’s 8 dollars a piece. We are hoping that they will be providing internet connections there. So I will try my best to keep up with this blog. Oh and not to freak anyone out, but Brian’s mom says that if you smoke weed in Thailand, or smuggle it in, or even get it planted on you, you will be sent to prison for life or even get the death penaly. Also, when you cross the street in Thailand you have to make sure you presume that everyone wants to kill you. Hence they aint stoppin holmes. If that’s not enough to freak you out, you have to watch your drinks so that they don’t knock you out cold, take you to a hotel and cut your kidneys out. Kidney theft is really popular out there. WTF! OMG! scary stuff. For real. I leave toomarow morning. I’ll try to keep in touch.
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Tuesday, April 01, 2008
Part 1: Awake
Current mood: ashamed
Category: Friends
I have had this friend for like five years, that I care very much about. Although he has been far away, we always kept in contact. He always told me about his achievements in life or his love stories, he was my friend. He is super pissed at me right now for reasons that I will not disclose. Everyone in San Fransico is sleeping. Brian, his mother, his cousins, and the other like eight people that live here! I am just wide awake, one of the great side effects from working in a casino for 3 freakin years...(don’tcha just love it.) His mom has her own bed, brian has his own bed, and I have mine on the floor, which brian should be sleeping on, but he kind of wiesled his way into sleeping on the comfy bed. Oh well, I’m the only one awake anyway. How they can sleep through the massive amounts of noise I have made recently I’m not sure. Brain is suppose to be awake packing....yah I tried waking him up, not happening. Anyways, my friend. I don’t know what to do anymore. I have tried and tried to patch things up with him. What the hell am I suppose to do? I’m almost afraid to talk to him anymore. It hurts sometimes when you grow up, and you realize that everyones not going to like you. What really sucks for me is that in most cases. It’s the people I care about the most. I know that these happenings are probably 95% my fault, but how much can I really do to change it. I’ll try my best. I can’t believe I’m going to Thailand toomarow! I mean do you ever just sit back look at your life and go........WTF? I do, and I think I like it! If anybody wants to get a heads up on Thailand go rent the movie The Beach. I guess I’ll try and close my eyes. You know what would be really cool? If I could get some food, yah you guessed it no car. Oh well Gnight. =)
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Part 1: Awake
Current mood: ashamed
Category: Friends
I have had this friend for like five years, that I care very much about. Although he has been far away, we always kept in contact. He always told me about his achievements in life or his love stories, he was my friend. He is super pissed at me right now for reasons that I will not disclose. Everyone in San Fransico is sleeping. Brian, his mother, his cousins, and the other like eight people that live here! I am just wide awake, one of the great side effects from working in a casino for 3 freakin years...(don’tcha just love it.) His mom has her own bed, brian has his own bed, and I have mine on the floor, which brian should be sleeping on, but he kind of wiesled his way into sleeping on the comfy bed. Oh well, I’m the only one awake anyway. How they can sleep through the massive amounts of noise I have made recently I’m not sure. Brain is suppose to be awake packing....yah I tried waking him up, not happening. Anyways, my friend. I don’t know what to do anymore. I have tried and tried to patch things up with him. What the hell am I suppose to do? I’m almost afraid to talk to him anymore. It hurts sometimes when you grow up, and you realize that everyones not going to like you. What really sucks for me is that in most cases. It’s the people I care about the most. I know that these happenings are probably 95% my fault, but how much can I really do to change it. I’ll try my best. I can’t believe I’m going to Thailand toomarow! I mean do you ever just sit back look at your life and go........WTF? I do, and I think I like it! If anybody wants to get a heads up on Thailand go rent the movie The Beach. I guess I’ll try and close my eyes. You know what would be really cool? If I could get some food, yah you guessed it no car. Oh well Gnight. =)
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Wednesday, April 02, 2008
Japan!
Category: Travel and Places
Hey guys, I’m still alive! We are in Japan and there is a 5 hour delay. I cant really explain much but I will probably do it later. I only have about 5 minutes left on this computer. I hope everyone is doing well. Gotta go!......
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marny i am so glad to hear you are ok. i was so worried about you!! i know we have not really kept in touch lately but i still think about you. be so careful and keep in touch on your page. i quit harrahs yesterday so good to be out of that shit hole. love ya sheri
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Japan!
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Hey guys, I’m still alive! We are in Japan and there is a 5 hour delay. I cant really explain much but I will probably do it later. I only have about 5 minutes left on this computer. I hope everyone is doing well. Gotta go!......
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marny i am so glad to hear you are ok. i was so worried about you!! i know we have not really kept in touch lately but i still think about you. be so careful and keep in touch on your page. i quit harrahs yesterday so good to be out of that shit hole. love ya sheri
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Monday, April 07, 2008
Can I have a new room?
Finally, this is costing me 1 bat per minute so.....this going to be pretty brief. I am trying really hard to have some money management. I am paying for all of my expenses and I still don’t have a job. Brian and I moved to a hotel down the street. The one we were staying at, cost us each 45 dollars per day. The one that we have moved into cost 13 dollars per day. I hate it! It’s redicuolous. The first room, had ants all over the bed, the third room had a mouse tramping around, and then they moved us again to another room, which has a newt just chilling on the floor, and frankly, I don’t want to see the fourth room. I mean what? Is there gonna be a lion in there? A freakin elephant? Why do they cage different animals in each room? Brian has gone out on two dates so far. I on the other hand, I’m just spending time alone, it’s not so bad. I like it. Truthfully, I love it out here. I don’t want to come home, but it is the law here that they kick us out of the country in 29 days. So I will A: Come home B: Fly to malasia and re-new our visa, which means we can stay another 29 days in Phuket or C: Travel alone to another state in America, and start working. (I’m ready to travel alone after this...trust me.) I cannot write anything detailed for the lack of time and for the sake of my money management. I am down to 600 bat. I have money in a bank account, but I have been struggling with America to get my pin number, for two weeks now. When I recieve my pin number, I will run down to the phutong shopping center, and buy a laptop, so I don’t have to speed through everything! I miss all my friends. You will hear from me soon.
Hi Marnie!
Keep writing the blogs if you can afford it, (They're great!!) and if you can't, that's okay, too, because it's your adventure. I'll call Galvin tomorrow and give him a big "Ha" for you. Don't get too lonely--you'll probably meet someone to travel with that you'll have a lot of fun with soon. Gina
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The Concert Goddess
finally! i was wondering if you were alive
i miss you so much. if you want me to send you some money, i will
western union bitches!
just hit me back.
have fun and BE CAREFUL!
love ya, and miss ya more.
jamie
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Marnica Lindsay!!!!!! While I'm very impressed, and envious of what you are doing now. You need to know, that if at any time this whole thing goes bad, and you need to get back to us.
Find a Western Union, and then find me.
I'll get you back here.....
Have fun though baby girl, we all love you, and hope the best for you.
Be careful though.....
I won't be able to deal with anything happenning to you......
corey
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Jennifer Duffie
I am so happy for you that you are living your dreams, and I know you are you going to be fine.... You are Marnica. You can do anything... be safe and don't do anything too crazy. Love you be safe
Posted by Jenny on Tuesday, April 08, 2008 - 7:32 AM
Can I have a new room?
Finally, this is costing me 1 bat per minute so.....this going to be pretty brief. I am trying really hard to have some money management. I am paying for all of my expenses and I still don’t have a job. Brian and I moved to a hotel down the street. The one we were staying at, cost us each 45 dollars per day. The one that we have moved into cost 13 dollars per day. I hate it! It’s redicuolous. The first room, had ants all over the bed, the third room had a mouse tramping around, and then they moved us again to another room, which has a newt just chilling on the floor, and frankly, I don’t want to see the fourth room. I mean what? Is there gonna be a lion in there? A freakin elephant? Why do they cage different animals in each room? Brian has gone out on two dates so far. I on the other hand, I’m just spending time alone, it’s not so bad. I like it. Truthfully, I love it out here. I don’t want to come home, but it is the law here that they kick us out of the country in 29 days. So I will A: Come home B: Fly to malasia and re-new our visa, which means we can stay another 29 days in Phuket or C: Travel alone to another state in America, and start working. (I’m ready to travel alone after this...trust me.) I cannot write anything detailed for the lack of time and for the sake of my money management. I am down to 600 bat. I have money in a bank account, but I have been struggling with America to get my pin number, for two weeks now. When I recieve my pin number, I will run down to the phutong shopping center, and buy a laptop, so I don’t have to speed through everything! I miss all my friends. You will hear from me soon.
Hi Marnie!
Keep writing the blogs if you can afford it, (They're great!!) and if you can't, that's okay, too, because it's your adventure. I'll call Galvin tomorrow and give him a big "Ha" for you. Don't get too lonely--you'll probably meet someone to travel with that you'll have a lot of fun with soon. Gina
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The Concert Goddess
finally! i was wondering if you were alive
i miss you so much. if you want me to send you some money, i will
western union bitches!
just hit me back.
have fun and BE CAREFUL!
love ya, and miss ya more.
jamie
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Marnica Lindsay!!!!!! While I'm very impressed, and envious of what you are doing now. You need to know, that if at any time this whole thing goes bad, and you need to get back to us.
Find a Western Union, and then find me.
I'll get you back here.....
Have fun though baby girl, we all love you, and hope the best for you.
Be careful though.....
I won't be able to deal with anything happenning to you......
corey
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Jenny
Jennifer Duffie
I am so happy for you that you are living your dreams, and I know you are you going to be fine.... You are Marnica. You can do anything... be safe and don't do anything too crazy. Love you be safe
Posted by Jenny on Tuesday, April 08, 2008 - 7:32 AM
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Wednesday, April 09, 2008
I’m buying a GUN!
So I finaly got my pin number and I should be okay for a little while. I have good news though.... we haven’t had any more animal problems in our guest house! The newt is still on the floor and we have declared him our pet.....yes a dead newt......What? Brian and I are both friends with a guy named Michael who was suppose to come with us on the trip, so we named the newt Michael. So everytime I see it, with it’s cute little head smashed into the floor, I just say....."Sup Mike!...What you’re not talking to me." You know maybe that’s why we haven’t had it picked up, maybe, just maybe, I love that dead newt......... Anyways, I also have some bad news. I went to a night club down here, and I lost my 250 dollar fuji camers that has all of the tightest pictures on it. I know depressing. Don’t worry though, I’ll fix it and take better pictures. You know whats wierd? I travel a lot of places on my own out here. I have re gained my independence. I love it! Traveling outside of my comfort zone, is slowly becoming the norm. If anything......I had no idea that some of the people that care about me, actually care about me. Wierd.
I wonder how many weeks I have left out here...... In about 3 days it will be Thailand New Years. Guys, get this.....All of the shops shut down. Then everybody, and I mean everbody has a water gun! NO JOKE! even the cops. There are water gun fights around the entire Island, in the shops, at the bars, everywhere. WTF? That’s something that could only exist in your dreams, when you’re like thirteen....right? Well it’s time to make some dreams reality? Don’t worry......I’ll have the biggest gun on the island. I should go buy a helmet. Yah a helmet........Oh I can’t wait to just blast a cop in the face! I’ll take lots of pictures. Oh and I have a video camera. I haven’t lost that so I will get that on here as soon as possible, the pictures might take a minute, since I have to start over grrrrrrr. Talk to you all soon!
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I’m buying a GUN!
So I finaly got my pin number and I should be okay for a little while. I have good news though.... we haven’t had any more animal problems in our guest house! The newt is still on the floor and we have declared him our pet.....yes a dead newt......What? Brian and I are both friends with a guy named Michael who was suppose to come with us on the trip, so we named the newt Michael. So everytime I see it, with it’s cute little head smashed into the floor, I just say....."Sup Mike!...What you’re not talking to me." You know maybe that’s why we haven’t had it picked up, maybe, just maybe, I love that dead newt......... Anyways, I also have some bad news. I went to a night club down here, and I lost my 250 dollar fuji camers that has all of the tightest pictures on it. I know depressing. Don’t worry though, I’ll fix it and take better pictures. You know whats wierd? I travel a lot of places on my own out here. I have re gained my independence. I love it! Traveling outside of my comfort zone, is slowly becoming the norm. If anything......I had no idea that some of the people that care about me, actually care about me. Wierd.
I wonder how many weeks I have left out here...... In about 3 days it will be Thailand New Years. Guys, get this.....All of the shops shut down. Then everybody, and I mean everbody has a water gun! NO JOKE! even the cops. There are water gun fights around the entire Island, in the shops, at the bars, everywhere. WTF? That’s something that could only exist in your dreams, when you’re like thirteen....right? Well it’s time to make some dreams reality? Don’t worry......I’ll have the biggest gun on the island. I should go buy a helmet. Yah a helmet........Oh I can’t wait to just blast a cop in the face! I’ll take lots of pictures. Oh and I have a video camera. I haven’t lost that so I will get that on here as soon as possible, the pictures might take a minute, since I have to start over grrrrrrr. Talk to you all soon!
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At our hotel they give you a key with a piece of wood attached to it, and when you get inside your hotel, you have to place the wooden part in a whole by the wall, and that is the only way you can turn the lights on. So Brian told me he was going to go clubbing. I agreed and told him I would do my own thing. I sat on out on the balcony, listening to music, writhing in my journal, crying here in and there (I was drinking...i dunno.). Then as I lifted my pen to scribble my next few sentences.......the freakin’ lights go out. "Dammit!" ......I couldn’t see anything. SO here I am in the middle of Thailand, sitting in the dark, alone, can’t see shit., in a hotel. WTF? All because Brian had to take the hotel key. I tried to get another key, but the people at the desk told me that it wasn’t an option. So I left the hotel and migrated to the Burger King that was in the front of the resort. I sat out there alone for atleast an hour. Listening to music on my ipod, wrting poetry. Then out of the blue a nice american man aked me " Can I buy a cigarette from you? For 20 bat?" I assured him that the payment was unecessary." I bummed him a smoke and we commenced to having meaningful conversation, To make a long story short, atleast for the moment. I jumped on his motar bike rode to the Thailand radio station where he works, and now I am at his apartment at the very top of a hill. where you can see the whole city. He is the only reason I am using a computer at the moment. I will tell you all the amazing details later. I will have video and pictures for you! Hopefully this guy doesn’t kill me, but I am starting to realize, that I have to except the unknown, and if I don’t do anything scary, or go with someone I don’t know, or if I’m not daring. How will I ever accomplish anything? How will I ever experience anything? Brian doesn’t know where I am I hope he’s not worried.........
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i am glad you are having fun marney just be careful.
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Ashley Kingsmore
That is so amazing. You are doing things that many would never dare you to do.
I give you props!
(but you do need to be careful!)
looking foward to more entries....
(and pics!)
Posted by Ashley on Friday, April 04, 2008 - 7:41 AM
I had to put these two together, I forgot the top one.
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
I’ll finish later
Remember the guy from Burger King? The one that I met at the very beginning of the story? I woke up this morning in his bed. blurry eyed and ready to meet the day. There is just something I love about waking up in the morning and not knowing whats going to happen that day.......and theres something I really, reeeeeally, hate about paying for it.
It is entirely impossible to find another American in this country. No one here is American, they are either from neighboring asian cities or countries, or from Swedan, France, or Australia. I was lucky to even meet Aaron. Brian and I hadn't heard from him in almost four days. He called us asking us to hang out at 1:45 in the morning, while we layed awake chatting about things that were completely irrellevant to the real current issues being.....Why was the television not working?, and also Why weren't the walls padded? He and I had both decidecd to quit one of our bad habits. He would get off of Benzo prescription pills and I would quit smoking. We both decided that if there were padded walls, that we could then express our true feelings of withdrawal by beating and kicking at them with a passion. However the walls are not padded....... So instead, we resorted to screaming at the top of our lungs in the middle of the night at our resort...... I'm sure our neighbors love us to death.
We had decided to meet Aaron at a massage school that was about 5 seconds from where we were staying. When he pulled up on his loud motar bike, I was almost relieved that there was finaly someone else that I could talk to besides Brian.
I thought it would be fun however I think Brian and Aaron somehow began to create some kind of male bonding event, in the middle of the bar. I began to slouch down in my chair, like I was the only girl at a boy scout convention. It didn't stop there...We soon arrived at Aarons house, where they camped out in the living room, saying things to each other that sounded much like a self help tape. I tip toed, unoticed, into Aaron's room, rolled around on his bed like it was the only clean thing I had touched in weeks. gazed at the ceiling and smiled at the air conditioner, as if it were taking my picture. In that moment I was happy, I was content. It never took much to make me happy. I fell asleep, alone, tucked in the fetal position ever so tightly.
I woke up that morning to channel E blasting about how Jenifer Aniston was "America's sweetheart," I contently watched with one eye open, and the other eye unwilling to participate with existing. "Yahhh," I thought to myself sarcastically "Stars and Money!" That's just the superficial BS I need to see right when I wake up in the morning in a third world country. I walked in to the living nearly running over Aarons maid. I looked left.....I looked right......gone. Both of them. I felt super left out, yet at the same time........ I felt super privledged to have so much privacy......yesssssss!
Eventually, Aaron arrived to tell me that he and my lovely friend Brian, had decided to move from the guest house where we were staying at, to another one which was closer to the beach, however, it was a little more expensive. "Thank you so very much fellas for running this by me." I whispered under my breath. I decided to do a little decision making myself. I decided to stay in the place we were staying alone. And so it went, Brian and I are currently neighbors. I am paying 500 bhat per night, and he is paying 1300 bhat per night. It takes me about fifteen minutes to walk to his house.
Hey guys I have to go I will finish this later I love you all.
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At our hotel they give you a key with a piece of wood attached to it, and when you get inside your hotel, you have to place the wooden part in a whole by the wall, and that is the only way you can turn the lights on. So Brian told me he was going to go clubbing. I agreed and told him I would do my own thing. I sat on out on the balcony, listening to music, writhing in my journal, crying here in and there (I was drinking...i dunno.). Then as I lifted my pen to scribble my next few sentences.......the freakin’ lights go out. "Dammit!" ......I couldn’t see anything. SO here I am in the middle of Thailand, sitting in the dark, alone, can’t see shit., in a hotel. WTF? All because Brian had to take the hotel key. I tried to get another key, but the people at the desk told me that it wasn’t an option. So I left the hotel and migrated to the Burger King that was in the front of the resort. I sat out there alone for atleast an hour. Listening to music on my ipod, wrting poetry. Then out of the blue a nice american man aked me " Can I buy a cigarette from you? For 20 bat?" I assured him that the payment was unecessary." I bummed him a smoke and we commenced to having meaningful conversation, To make a long story short, atleast for the moment. I jumped on his motar bike rode to the Thailand radio station where he works, and now I am at his apartment at the very top of a hill. where you can see the whole city. He is the only reason I am using a computer at the moment. I will tell you all the amazing details later. I will have video and pictures for you! Hopefully this guy doesn’t kill me, but I am starting to realize, that I have to except the unknown, and if I don’t do anything scary, or go with someone I don’t know, or if I’m not daring. How will I ever accomplish anything? How will I ever experience anything? Brian doesn’t know where I am I hope he’s not worried.........
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That is so amazing. You are doing things that many would never dare you to do.
I give you props!
(but you do need to be careful!)
looking foward to more entries....
(and pics!)
Posted by Ashley on Friday, April 04, 2008 - 7:41 AM
I had to put these two together, I forgot the top one.
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
I’ll finish later
Remember the guy from Burger King? The one that I met at the very beginning of the story? I woke up this morning in his bed. blurry eyed and ready to meet the day. There is just something I love about waking up in the morning and not knowing whats going to happen that day.......and theres something I really, reeeeeally, hate about paying for it.
It is entirely impossible to find another American in this country. No one here is American, they are either from neighboring asian cities or countries, or from Swedan, France, or Australia. I was lucky to even meet Aaron. Brian and I hadn't heard from him in almost four days. He called us asking us to hang out at 1:45 in the morning, while we layed awake chatting about things that were completely irrellevant to the real current issues being.....Why was the television not working?, and also Why weren't the walls padded? He and I had both decidecd to quit one of our bad habits. He would get off of Benzo prescription pills and I would quit smoking. We both decided that if there were padded walls, that we could then express our true feelings of withdrawal by beating and kicking at them with a passion. However the walls are not padded....... So instead, we resorted to screaming at the top of our lungs in the middle of the night at our resort...... I'm sure our neighbors love us to death.
We had decided to meet Aaron at a massage school that was about 5 seconds from where we were staying. When he pulled up on his loud motar bike, I was almost relieved that there was finaly someone else that I could talk to besides Brian.
I thought it would be fun however I think Brian and Aaron somehow began to create some kind of male bonding event, in the middle of the bar. I began to slouch down in my chair, like I was the only girl at a boy scout convention. It didn't stop there...We soon arrived at Aarons house, where they camped out in the living room, saying things to each other that sounded much like a self help tape. I tip toed, unoticed, into Aaron's room, rolled around on his bed like it was the only clean thing I had touched in weeks. gazed at the ceiling and smiled at the air conditioner, as if it were taking my picture. In that moment I was happy, I was content. It never took much to make me happy. I fell asleep, alone, tucked in the fetal position ever so tightly.
I woke up that morning to channel E blasting about how Jenifer Aniston was "America's sweetheart," I contently watched with one eye open, and the other eye unwilling to participate with existing. "Yahhh," I thought to myself sarcastically "Stars and Money!" That's just the superficial BS I need to see right when I wake up in the morning in a third world country. I walked in to the living nearly running over Aarons maid. I looked left.....I looked right......gone. Both of them. I felt super left out, yet at the same time........ I felt super privledged to have so much privacy......yesssssss!
Eventually, Aaron arrived to tell me that he and my lovely friend Brian, had decided to move from the guest house where we were staying at, to another one which was closer to the beach, however, it was a little more expensive. "Thank you so very much fellas for running this by me." I whispered under my breath. I decided to do a little decision making myself. I decided to stay in the place we were staying alone. And so it went, Brian and I are currently neighbors. I am paying 500 bhat per night, and he is paying 1300 bhat per night. It takes me about fifteen minutes to walk to his house.
Hey guys I have to go I will finish this later I love you all.
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Okay so I have had so many massages with in the past month, that at some point you just have to say no. I mean I can't even walk down the street without the sudden supicion that everybody and their mom knows what I look like naked.
I just got my last massage. It costed ten dollars for one hour. This last lady was a freak. "Take off, Take off" she pushed. I mean come on lady I really don't want to "bare it all" to you, I mean we just met and........ Here if you want a quick overview of what a bad massage is like. It's kind of like being abused. You are in the position, where you want to say no, but you don't know how, and the words just won't come out. If I had of said
"hey lady that's my ass! and if I wanted an ass massage I'd find a boyfriend!!"
she wouldn't have understood what I was saying anyway. In a strong accent she whispered "Sexy lady!" I wanted to quickly reply with
"hey! Your mother!" but I just giggled instead.
So I am leaving toomarow. Who knows where I will end up next, but dammit I sure as hell don't want to come home. I'm really trying to fly out to Vegas or a big city, and make it on my own. That's right guys challenge number 2!
As for Brian we pretty much went our seperate ways. I have done everything, meeting, greeting, finding and enjoying, people and things to do, on my own. I met two guys from America, Nick and Danny (I nicknamed Danny Coach, well, because he is a highschool track coach.) Coach is the coolest guy around, when we went shopping in the markets this is how he bargains.......
Seller: "600 bhat..."
Coach: "mmmmm, 300 bhat........"
Seller: "500 bhat. okay you buy now......"
Coach: "Ok, Ok, 300 bhat and I'll let you fuck my mother!"
I don't know how, but some how Coach gets away with the best price
everytime. His mom must be great in the sack! (Coach I'm joking), and I didn't mean it.... I love your super man tattoo." ehem
Nick and I got along really well too, he and I sat and stared at shopping store sign for like an hour and a half describing to each other what we thought it looked like. I couldn't stop laughing because most of what we where saying made no sense what so ever. "It looks like a pirate,......no it's a happy face..... no wait the blue part is the ocean, yah, and the white part looks like saaand, yaaaah for sure." So deep aren't we?
Coach is a really good guy, and has almost convinced me to go back to school. He apparently thinks I have that wierd thing that everyone else has, you know, a brain, I don't know what he's talking about...........
I'm gonna head out and I'll let wegas know (That's the name of my diary, Who ever gives a shit....."WEGAS") where I end up. Who knows, I could end up at your front door, at your slot machine, or on your bar stool," But, god I hope not!
Before I leave though, I want to get something off my chest. I made a friend here is name is Nay Toe Razarr. He is from Burma however, he is not Burmese he is Rhakine. Rhakie I believe, is the Southern part of Burma. I don't know how many of you have been following the news, but there is extreme political trauma existing at this very moment in Burma. Burma is constructed under one of the worst goverments I have ever seen in my life, and whats worse is the American military can't do anything about it.
Nay Toe has travelled to Thailand, as a refugee. At night, The natives of Burma sneek out to neighboring countries, a.k.a Thailand, Bangledesh, Singapore, e.c.t. They can only leave at certain times, and if they are caught, they will, by no exceptions be killed. The people of Burma live under a authoritarian military regime that is widely codemed for it's repressive policies, and human rights abuses. The military has in some form or another controlled Burm for over forty years. In 1988, The people of Burma protested strongly against the military gov., and pushed for democracy. In return, the military killed thousands of protestors , and imprisoned many regime opponents in fatal harsh conditions. However, still promising an election in 1990.
In the 1990 elections, Auung San Suu Kyi's National league for democracy, won this election, how ever she was placed in imprisonment, and the Military Regime has never recognized the results of the 1990 elections.There is so much more and if you are interested (and you should be) look it up. THESE PEOPLE ARE DYING EVERY DAY! LOOK IT UP!!! EDUCATE YOURSELF!!! IT WILL TAKE LIKE 5 MINUTES!!! JUST TYPE IN BURMA!!! GOOOGLE IT!!!!! HINT! HINT LOOK IT UP 5 MINUTES!!!
To cut it short, The military goverment controlls the people, through, armed forces. These weapons are supplied to Burma by China. And low and behold, China is holding the Olympics this year. From my research, I have learned that there are several people in America who are going to turn off their television sets, in an attempt to boycott the Olympics, and somehow get China to stop cooperateing with the Burmish Government, by selling them weapons. It is your personal choice. However. sometimes I feel so powerless, and if not watching the Olympics, is the only way I can put in an effot to help save Burma and their people. SO BE IT!!!! It's not that hard WATCH A FREAKIN MOVIE OR SOMETHIN WILL YA........... JESUS!!!!
(I am welcoming any comments or opinions on this issue)
Se ya later peeps, may I end up where ever I am suppose to end up. Well I guess where ever I end up will be where I am suppoe to be because if it wasn't then I wouldn't be there......................Now I'm just rambling,,,,,Later.
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From ass massages to Burmese oppression--this great travel blog has it all!!! The regime in Burma is very, very bad and so far it seems that nothing much has been done to help the Burmese people. It wouldn't hurt to boycott the Olympics, but considering that Americans buy an incredible amount of Chinese crap (remember the poisonous pet food and the lead-tainted toys?) and that the Chinese own so much of our debt and treasury bills, I don't know that it would be much more than a symbolic gesture. But----very important--symbolism is also very important. Thse interested in learning more about Burma can go to www.freeburma.org
Have a safe trip back home, Marni, and let us know wherever you land.
XOXO, Gina
P.S. Quote of the day: "Wherever you go, there you are."
P.S.S. I'll print this out so Sherry Wilson can read it. I'm sure she'd love to read about more of your adventures while she's sitting on the crapper at Harahs.
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Okay so I have had so many massages with in the past month, that at some point you just have to say no. I mean I can't even walk down the street without the sudden supicion that everybody and their mom knows what I look like naked.
I just got my last massage. It costed ten dollars for one hour. This last lady was a freak. "Take off, Take off" she pushed. I mean come on lady I really don't want to "bare it all" to you, I mean we just met and........ Here if you want a quick overview of what a bad massage is like. It's kind of like being abused. You are in the position, where you want to say no, but you don't know how, and the words just won't come out. If I had of said
"hey lady that's my ass! and if I wanted an ass massage I'd find a boyfriend!!"
she wouldn't have understood what I was saying anyway. In a strong accent she whispered "Sexy lady!" I wanted to quickly reply with
"hey! Your mother!" but I just giggled instead.
So I am leaving toomarow. Who knows where I will end up next, but dammit I sure as hell don't want to come home. I'm really trying to fly out to Vegas or a big city, and make it on my own. That's right guys challenge number 2!
As for Brian we pretty much went our seperate ways. I have done everything, meeting, greeting, finding and enjoying, people and things to do, on my own. I met two guys from America, Nick and Danny (I nicknamed Danny Coach, well, because he is a highschool track coach.) Coach is the coolest guy around, when we went shopping in the markets this is how he bargains.......
Seller: "600 bhat..."
Coach: "mmmmm, 300 bhat........"
Seller: "500 bhat. okay you buy now......"
Coach: "Ok, Ok, 300 bhat and I'll let you fuck my mother!"
I don't know how, but some how Coach gets away with the best price
everytime. His mom must be great in the sack! (Coach I'm joking), and I didn't mean it.... I love your super man tattoo." ehem
Nick and I got along really well too, he and I sat and stared at shopping store sign for like an hour and a half describing to each other what we thought it looked like. I couldn't stop laughing because most of what we where saying made no sense what so ever. "It looks like a pirate,......no it's a happy face..... no wait the blue part is the ocean, yah, and the white part looks like saaand, yaaaah for sure." So deep aren't we?
Coach is a really good guy, and has almost convinced me to go back to school. He apparently thinks I have that wierd thing that everyone else has, you know, a brain, I don't know what he's talking about...........
I'm gonna head out and I'll let wegas know (That's the name of my diary, Who ever gives a shit....."WEGAS") where I end up. Who knows, I could end up at your front door, at your slot machine, or on your bar stool," But, god I hope not!
Before I leave though, I want to get something off my chest. I made a friend here is name is Nay Toe Razarr. He is from Burma however, he is not Burmese he is Rhakine. Rhakie I believe, is the Southern part of Burma. I don't know how many of you have been following the news, but there is extreme political trauma existing at this very moment in Burma. Burma is constructed under one of the worst goverments I have ever seen in my life, and whats worse is the American military can't do anything about it.
Nay Toe has travelled to Thailand, as a refugee. At night, The natives of Burma sneek out to neighboring countries, a.k.a Thailand, Bangledesh, Singapore, e.c.t. They can only leave at certain times, and if they are caught, they will, by no exceptions be killed. The people of Burma live under a authoritarian military regime that is widely codemed for it's repressive policies, and human rights abuses. The military has in some form or another controlled Burm for over forty years. In 1988, The people of Burma protested strongly against the military gov., and pushed for democracy. In return, the military killed thousands of protestors , and imprisoned many regime opponents in fatal harsh conditions. However, still promising an election in 1990.
In the 1990 elections, Auung San Suu Kyi's National league for democracy, won this election, how ever she was placed in imprisonment, and the Military Regime has never recognized the results of the 1990 elections.There is so much more and if you are interested (and you should be) look it up. THESE PEOPLE ARE DYING EVERY DAY! LOOK IT UP!!! EDUCATE YOURSELF!!! IT WILL TAKE LIKE 5 MINUTES!!! JUST TYPE IN BURMA!!! GOOOGLE IT!!!!! HINT! HINT LOOK IT UP 5 MINUTES!!!
To cut it short, The military goverment controlls the people, through, armed forces. These weapons are supplied to Burma by China. And low and behold, China is holding the Olympics this year. From my research, I have learned that there are several people in America who are going to turn off their television sets, in an attempt to boycott the Olympics, and somehow get China to stop cooperateing with the Burmish Government, by selling them weapons. It is your personal choice. However. sometimes I feel so powerless, and if not watching the Olympics, is the only way I can put in an effot to help save Burma and their people. SO BE IT!!!! It's not that hard WATCH A FREAKIN MOVIE OR SOMETHIN WILL YA........... JESUS!!!!
(I am welcoming any comments or opinions on this issue)
Se ya later peeps, may I end up where ever I am suppose to end up. Well I guess where ever I end up will be where I am suppoe to be because if it wasn't then I wouldn't be there......................Now I'm just rambling,,,,,Later.
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From ass massages to Burmese oppression--this great travel blog has it all!!! The regime in Burma is very, very bad and so far it seems that nothing much has been done to help the Burmese people. It wouldn't hurt to boycott the Olympics, but considering that Americans buy an incredible amount of Chinese crap (remember the poisonous pet food and the lead-tainted toys?) and that the Chinese own so much of our debt and treasury bills, I don't know that it would be much more than a symbolic gesture. But----very important--symbolism is also very important. Thse interested in learning more about Burma can go to www.freeburma.org
Have a safe trip back home, Marni, and let us know wherever you land.
XOXO, Gina
P.S. Quote of the day: "Wherever you go, there you are."
P.S.S. I'll print this out so Sherry Wilson can read it. I'm sure she'd love to read about more of your adventures while she's sitting on the crapper at Harahs.
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Russian Rullete(how do you spell that?) with a coin.
I wanted to stay in Thailand forever! The people, the landscape, the prices, the massages, the everything, I loved it! My plan, was to take a 5 hour bus to Burma, and extend my visa for three months, and stay in the country.
That morning, I woke up and called Brian. I hadn't talked to him in a couple of days. He answered "Hey are you in America?" "No! Retard!" I joked "I'm in my hostile." He told me to come and talk with him and his girlfriend. Which, basically meant to talk to him, because her vocabulary pretty much consisted of hello, good bye, I liiiiike, and verrry niiice! However, I have beome very accustomed to reading different facial expressions.
Hold on I have to go get a soda.......................................
Anyways, So I caught a moter bike, and rode down to his hotel. The taxi driver got lost and obviously had no clue what I was saying, but I eventually arrived at my destination.
When I arrived Brian began to speak in morse code spelling out his sentences.
"I D-O-N-T L-I-K-E-A-S-I-A-N-G-I-R-L-S!" He spelled.
It took me a while to catch on, but I eventually got it. Duh Marni, He doesn't want his new girlfriend to hear how he really feels.
"Oh!" I said, "Why?"
"I-D-O-N-T-L-I-K-E-S-L-A-N-T-E-D-E-Y-E-S!"
Well, I had no inner desire to be with him, but I was part Asian. Should I have been offended? Nah, I thought to myself, whatever turns you on dude!
He wanted to go home though he was, home sick. Dammit! I really didn't want to leave, not only that, but he put it on me to decide. Anyone that knows me, knows that I can't make desicions, especially big ones! So we did the next most logical thing, when you are in predicaments like these..... We flipped a coin. Heads we go, and tails we stay.
"May we end up, where we are suppose to end up, and wherever we go, may it be the right way." I said, as if the coin held my fate.
Brian flipped it. It tossed, it turned, it hit the dresser, landed on the floor did a half ass spin, and layed flat. HEADS! Dammit! Dammit! Dammit! I thought.
Whats even funnier is that we actually listened to the coin. We left that night at five o'clock to Bangkok, If you look at my pictures I kind of look sad. However, in the end it all worked out.
A Cyclone hit Burma, and killed over 100,000 people. The same day I was scheduled to be there! In the same place where I was suppose to get my visa extended! WTF! I could have died there. Who would have thought that you could play russian rullete with a coin. Not only this, but an earthquake hit China maybe a week later and has killed X amount of people as well. I was talking to my mom on the phone the other day, and she was like "What did you do?" I replied "Mom, I just left, I don't have anything to do with anything." Lol. What is a little strange, however, is that if you have kept up with my blog at all, you should know that in previous entries, I have discussed my disgust with China right now, and my worries for the people of Burma! Low and Behold, maybe a week or two later there are major disasters in both places. Wierd! WTF? I mean it could have been anywhere else.
I am happy to say, however, that it maybe it's not my time to leave this planet. I guess I have some business left to attend to. Wherever I end up may it be the right place!
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Russian Rullete(how do you spell that?) with a coin.
I wanted to stay in Thailand forever! The people, the landscape, the prices, the massages, the everything, I loved it! My plan, was to take a 5 hour bus to Burma, and extend my visa for three months, and stay in the country.
That morning, I woke up and called Brian. I hadn't talked to him in a couple of days. He answered "Hey are you in America?" "No! Retard!" I joked "I'm in my hostile." He told me to come and talk with him and his girlfriend. Which, basically meant to talk to him, because her vocabulary pretty much consisted of hello, good bye, I liiiiike, and verrry niiice! However, I have beome very accustomed to reading different facial expressions.
Hold on I have to go get a soda.......................................
Anyways, So I caught a moter bike, and rode down to his hotel. The taxi driver got lost and obviously had no clue what I was saying, but I eventually arrived at my destination.
When I arrived Brian began to speak in morse code spelling out his sentences.
"I D-O-N-T L-I-K-E-A-S-I-A-N-G-I-R-L-S!" He spelled.
It took me a while to catch on, but I eventually got it. Duh Marni, He doesn't want his new girlfriend to hear how he really feels.
"Oh!" I said, "Why?"
"I-D-O-N-T-L-I-K-E-S-L-A-N-T-E-D-E-Y-E-S!"
Well, I had no inner desire to be with him, but I was part Asian. Should I have been offended? Nah, I thought to myself, whatever turns you on dude!
He wanted to go home though he was, home sick. Dammit! I really didn't want to leave, not only that, but he put it on me to decide. Anyone that knows me, knows that I can't make desicions, especially big ones! So we did the next most logical thing, when you are in predicaments like these..... We flipped a coin. Heads we go, and tails we stay.
"May we end up, where we are suppose to end up, and wherever we go, may it be the right way." I said, as if the coin held my fate.
Brian flipped it. It tossed, it turned, it hit the dresser, landed on the floor did a half ass spin, and layed flat. HEADS! Dammit! Dammit! Dammit! I thought.
Whats even funnier is that we actually listened to the coin. We left that night at five o'clock to Bangkok, If you look at my pictures I kind of look sad. However, in the end it all worked out.
A Cyclone hit Burma, and killed over 100,000 people. The same day I was scheduled to be there! In the same place where I was suppose to get my visa extended! WTF! I could have died there. Who would have thought that you could play russian rullete with a coin. Not only this, but an earthquake hit China maybe a week later and has killed X amount of people as well. I was talking to my mom on the phone the other day, and she was like "What did you do?" I replied "Mom, I just left, I don't have anything to do with anything." Lol. What is a little strange, however, is that if you have kept up with my blog at all, you should know that in previous entries, I have discussed my disgust with China right now, and my worries for the people of Burma! Low and Behold, maybe a week or two later there are major disasters in both places. Wierd! WTF? I mean it could have been anywhere else.
I am happy to say, however, that it maybe it's not my time to leave this planet. I guess I have some business left to attend to. Wherever I end up may it be the right place!
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Toomarow, I will be taking a bus out to Las Vegas Nevada alone. That's right guys, this is all I have. A list of roomates from Craigslist, an ATM card, one suitcase, one Back pack, a purse, and if my cell phone gets turned back on, I'll have that too. When I first get there, I am going to hit up every person on Craigslist I am interested in. How I am going to meet these people without a car, I'm not sure. I'll figure that out later. Right now, I am still in San Francisco, with my travel partner. I'll keep you updated. Lata!
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Be careful! People are nutty in Las Vegas and a lot of people you meet through Craigslist are dangerous. I knew a guy who was living in Vegas and got stabbed by a meth addict at his apartment complex. Seriously. Be careful. If I were you I'd contact someone from Missouri you already know in Las Vegas and see if you can hangout on their couch for a few days until you get your bearings. Gina
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you better find chris angle when you are there. his office is in the luxor the big black casino. I want to see pictures of you and him. Oh by the way you are wild but I still love you be safe and have fun. wish I could be there
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Please please please be careful, be smart. Don't let the bright lights of vegas confuse into doing something silly! I know, I worry too much, but this is sometimes a strange and ugly world... I just want you to be safe, hun.
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Im leaving on a Bus Toomarow.
Category: Goals, Plans, Hopes
Toomarow, I will be taking a bus out to Las Vegas Nevada alone. That's right guys, this is all I have. A list of roomates from Craigslist, an ATM card, one suitcase, one Back pack, a purse, and if my cell phone gets turned back on, I'll have that too. When I first get there, I am going to hit up every person on Craigslist I am interested in. How I am going to meet these people without a car, I'm not sure. I'll figure that out later. Right now, I am still in San Francisco, with my travel partner. I'll keep you updated. Lata!
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Be careful! People are nutty in Las Vegas and a lot of people you meet through Craigslist are dangerous. I knew a guy who was living in Vegas and got stabbed by a meth addict at his apartment complex. Seriously. Be careful. If I were you I'd contact someone from Missouri you already know in Las Vegas and see if you can hangout on their couch for a few days until you get your bearings. Gina
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you better find chris angle when you are there. his office is in the luxor the big black casino. I want to see pictures of you and him. Oh by the way you are wild but I still love you be safe and have fun. wish I could be there
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Please please please be careful, be smart. Don't let the bright lights of vegas confuse into doing something silly! I know, I worry too much, but this is sometimes a strange and ugly world... I just want you to be safe, hun.
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Current mood: blessed
Category: Goals, Plans, Hopes
Next thing you know, I woke up, and I'm back in America. Only, I am, I must say, a little more proud of where I was born. There I was, in San Fransico, home of the fruits and rainbow stuff, I don't mean that in a bad way. That's just what I've been told. I never got to explore all that Oakland had to offer.
My wisdom teethe were coming in, I woke up one morning bleeding profusely. It was everywhere on my pillow, and couple of spots on the matress. Brians mom woke me up.
"Marnica! Get up you're bleeding!"
I woke up, my head swaying as if I had 5 shots of tequila, and a water back. I put my head back down in grief.
"Get up!" She said, "Please don't do that!, My pillow!"
That kind of hurt my feelings. However out of repect, I said that I would pay for it. I mean I'm sorry but, is it selfish of me to wonder ... WTF! Here I am bleeding half to death, and you're worried about the pillow you baught at target?! Well, whatever the case may be, if it wasn't for Brian and his family, (well I payed for it.) but brian's mom works for the airline and I had a round trip to Thailand for $700, I would have never gotten to experience Thailand. So basically, they can say whatever they want. (I'm not un-greatful I'm just expressing how I feel and being honest.)
Overall, I had an amazing trip, and I'd do it all over again. Except, I'd take all of my friends with me. Brian and I became friends. And we now share memories that some might not understand. Although, I believe that I may have appreciated the moments a little more, judging by is complaints, he's still an ok guy. He likes to be classy, and that doesn't really exist in a third world country. I think maybe he was just thinking too much.
Well, I had to get out of there. A.S.A.P, I payed Brian's mom $150 for a new matress, pillow and pillow case, and took the next bus to Las Vegas! $80 and I was on my way! This was kind of a two day desicion. Or more like a 2 yr. desicion, if you count all the bullshitting and talk you do before you actually get there.
I said good-bye and there I was in a Greyhound bus station, all by myself headed to Vegas! Yesssss! I made friends with the guy standing in front of me. We chatted here in there, he didn't intruige me much, but he did let me put my pillow in his lap and drool all over him. It was a forteen hour drive, and it sucked!
When I first arrived! I waved a taxi driver, and had him take me to Circus Circus. I don't know why because I freakin hate clowns with a passion. Ever since I saw that movie IT. It was $55 dollars a night, and since rates go up on the weekends $90 Friday and Saturday. Holy Shit! Savings sloooowly becoming friends with 0....He dropped me off.....and then....I cussed him out.
"Twenty dollars!" I frowned, he was an illegal cab driver.
" I may be from out of town, but I know, that it doesn't cost twenty dollars to go 5 min. up the street!
I knew he was lying because he looked about 39 yrs old, but his face began to morph into a 5 year old who was in trouble with his mommy.
I did one of those hair flips (I didn't really do that, I just wrote that for effects.) Payed the man. Gasped "Herumph!" turned around and walked into my hotel. I laughed under my breath. He seemed shocked at my out of the blue attitude. But hey if you had just gotten off hey a 14 hour Greyhound, that only had two stops, with seats that recline back a 1/2 an inch, you probably would a' let him have it too.
Luckily, I have good friends. Gina, a Bartender at Harrahs, with whom, I am sure most of you know. Freaked me out about going to Vegas alone. I actually needed this. I think Gina cut down the odds of my dead body never being discovered in the desert by about 50%. You see here I am thinking that I am super women just because I survived Thailand. When, the fact of the matter is, is that America can be more violent, than over seas countries. The U.S. is'nt as fucked up as Burma.... of course, but I'm not surrounded by a bunch of Buhddist here in either. (If I am wrong about these comments, please feel free to inform me, you may begin your statement with Dear Super Women, or Hey Dumbass.....which ever you prefer...)
So I called an old friend, Daylan, who used to be a Flare Bartender, at Harrahs when the crew consisted of Greg, Kelly, Shayland, Nate, and Kurt. He and I had already made arrangements to meet with each other in 3-4 days, after my arrival.
I never left my hotel, for safety precaution. I wandered around the inside. It was as if I was surrounded by slot machines, pissed off people, and everything known to man that's not essential to life, was available for you to buy. A flashy button, mardi gra beeds, a funny hat with ugly feathers... Children? What on earth? Everywhere in the Casinos? My head was spinning. I got a french dip, and went back to my room.
My room was precisely decorated, in bright colors, everything arranged to perfection. I moved everything around, messing it all up just for the heck of it. I bit into my French dip, it was slightly over seasoned, but still good. I gazed out of the huge window, near my bed side and smiled. The room was silent, but still warm.
"How the hell did I get here?" I chuckled to myself.
"Wow!, it's Christmas everyday in Vegas!"
I kicked back, placing one foot over the other. Smoked a cigarette! (I know, I know, I'm working on it.), and closed my eyes.....
Welcome back to America!
Daylan was way cooler than I thought he would be. He tells everyone I am his cousin, and takes good care of me. He ends 95% of his sentences with " I'll punch you in yo face!" Haven't quite figured that one out... He takes me to hang out with friends. One of his friends Steve is a 6 time world champion Flare Bartender! He works at Carnival Court. I will not disclose where Daylan works, for fear of being "punched in the face!" I practiced with them both. I have bruises all over my arms. Its not as easy as it looks. And for the record, the comments that I have overheard back home such as....
"Ohhhhh, so you can serve drinks and be in the circus, Big Deal, flare insults me as a bartender!" (crossing arms and looking the other direction)....
are by far wrong. In Vegas, flare is considered an asset to bartending. It is a skill, and hoooly shit can you make money.
I am buying a car from Daylan so I will have transportion. I have my own bathroom and my own room. We live about 25 minutes away from the strip, near the Red Rock Mountains. I look at them every morning. Daylan says that they are my mountains! So hands off!
So far I haven't even toured Vegas yet so not much to say. I did however stare at a chandelier in Paris, for about an hour, with my mouth open, like I had no sense.
My next step is, getting a job. Dude! You can bank out here. You just have to get the job first. It takes most people one to two years to even get a job on the strip. You ussually have to start at the bottom, in no-name casinos down town, or you have to get juiced in, in other words know some one. Or you can just get lucky!
On his day off Daylan took me to Harrahs employment office, where I put in my application to 3 different places. Ceasar's, Paris, and Rio. It took forever! When I finished the computer displayed (whick I read in a cheesy talk show host voice.)
"PLEASE SEE THE RECEPTIONIST AT THE FRONT DESK BEFORE LEAVING THANK YOU FOR APPLYING WITH HARRAHS!"
So I went. It was a nice, older, farely attractive, spanish lady! She had very laid back mannerisms.
She said "Soooo you wanna be a dealer?"
"Umm are you not hiring for cocktails?" I inquired.
she sighed, as if she didn't have a care in the world.
"Yaaah, we do...but I'm hiring for dealers..." Sounding like a mobsters wife.
I ran with it....Dayland said take what ever you can get.
"Ummm y-y-yah sure I'd.....love to be a um a dealer!" I hesitated.
"Alright, we'll see you toomarow, at around 3 o'clock."
I am the most hyper girl you will ever meet. I hope I can stand in one spot for a long time that's all I'm saying.
I went to the first interview, and I passed! It was a group interview with about twenty other people. Basically, at the end they called about 7 names.
"Joe Rodrigez......Chelsea Brown....." Sounding like a highschool intercom.
Those candidates who where escorted out of the room, never came back. They where singled out from every one else. (pretty harsh, but they don't care about your feelings in Vegas). Thus the remaining 13 people passed.
Friday, I have my second interview. If everything goes well, I will be working on the strip, one week after I got here. It would be nice to have income and I will let you all know what happens. Think of this all, as sorta of like a.....self promotion! If any of you decide to come down here. I'll be waiting with open arms!
Thank you to anyone who has been reading my blog, and joining me in my journey. I really appreciate your friendship! It means a lot to me! I miss you all! It gets lonely out here! It's hard being a G......but damn it feels good.
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congrats! i might be hitting up vegas in august when i go back home for a bit.
lemme know if you're still working there!
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I am so excited for you!
You write so well, I feel like I am right beside you the whole time!
I hope you get the job and everything goes perfect.
I can not wait to go to vegas to visit you!!
Posted by Ashley on Monday, May 19, 2008 - 7:54 PM
Flashy Lights....
Current mood: blessed
Category: Goals, Plans, Hopes
Next thing you know, I woke up, and I'm back in America. Only, I am, I must say, a little more proud of where I was born. There I was, in San Fransico, home of the fruits and rainbow stuff, I don't mean that in a bad way. That's just what I've been told. I never got to explore all that Oakland had to offer.
My wisdom teethe were coming in, I woke up one morning bleeding profusely. It was everywhere on my pillow, and couple of spots on the matress. Brians mom woke me up.
"Marnica! Get up you're bleeding!"
I woke up, my head swaying as if I had 5 shots of tequila, and a water back. I put my head back down in grief.
"Get up!" She said, "Please don't do that!, My pillow!"
That kind of hurt my feelings. However out of repect, I said that I would pay for it. I mean I'm sorry but, is it selfish of me to wonder ... WTF! Here I am bleeding half to death, and you're worried about the pillow you baught at target?! Well, whatever the case may be, if it wasn't for Brian and his family, (well I payed for it.) but brian's mom works for the airline and I had a round trip to Thailand for $700, I would have never gotten to experience Thailand. So basically, they can say whatever they want. (I'm not un-greatful I'm just expressing how I feel and being honest.)
Overall, I had an amazing trip, and I'd do it all over again. Except, I'd take all of my friends with me. Brian and I became friends. And we now share memories that some might not understand. Although, I believe that I may have appreciated the moments a little more, judging by is complaints, he's still an ok guy. He likes to be classy, and that doesn't really exist in a third world country. I think maybe he was just thinking too much.
Well, I had to get out of there. A.S.A.P, I payed Brian's mom $150 for a new matress, pillow and pillow case, and took the next bus to Las Vegas! $80 and I was on my way! This was kind of a two day desicion. Or more like a 2 yr. desicion, if you count all the bullshitting and talk you do before you actually get there.
I said good-bye and there I was in a Greyhound bus station, all by myself headed to Vegas! Yesssss! I made friends with the guy standing in front of me. We chatted here in there, he didn't intruige me much, but he did let me put my pillow in his lap and drool all over him. It was a forteen hour drive, and it sucked!
When I first arrived! I waved a taxi driver, and had him take me to Circus Circus. I don't know why because I freakin hate clowns with a passion. Ever since I saw that movie IT. It was $55 dollars a night, and since rates go up on the weekends $90 Friday and Saturday. Holy Shit! Savings sloooowly becoming friends with 0....He dropped me off.....and then....I cussed him out.
"Twenty dollars!" I frowned, he was an illegal cab driver.
" I may be from out of town, but I know, that it doesn't cost twenty dollars to go 5 min. up the street!
I knew he was lying because he looked about 39 yrs old, but his face began to morph into a 5 year old who was in trouble with his mommy.
I did one of those hair flips (I didn't really do that, I just wrote that for effects.) Payed the man. Gasped "Herumph!" turned around and walked into my hotel. I laughed under my breath. He seemed shocked at my out of the blue attitude. But hey if you had just gotten off hey a 14 hour Greyhound, that only had two stops, with seats that recline back a 1/2 an inch, you probably would a' let him have it too.
Luckily, I have good friends. Gina, a Bartender at Harrahs, with whom, I am sure most of you know. Freaked me out about going to Vegas alone. I actually needed this. I think Gina cut down the odds of my dead body never being discovered in the desert by about 50%. You see here I am thinking that I am super women just because I survived Thailand. When, the fact of the matter is, is that America can be more violent, than over seas countries. The U.S. is'nt as fucked up as Burma.... of course, but I'm not surrounded by a bunch of Buhddist here in either. (If I am wrong about these comments, please feel free to inform me, you may begin your statement with Dear Super Women, or Hey Dumbass.....which ever you prefer...)
So I called an old friend, Daylan, who used to be a Flare Bartender, at Harrahs when the crew consisted of Greg, Kelly, Shayland, Nate, and Kurt. He and I had already made arrangements to meet with each other in 3-4 days, after my arrival.
I never left my hotel, for safety precaution. I wandered around the inside. It was as if I was surrounded by slot machines, pissed off people, and everything known to man that's not essential to life, was available for you to buy. A flashy button, mardi gra beeds, a funny hat with ugly feathers... Children? What on earth? Everywhere in the Casinos? My head was spinning. I got a french dip, and went back to my room.
My room was precisely decorated, in bright colors, everything arranged to perfection. I moved everything around, messing it all up just for the heck of it. I bit into my French dip, it was slightly over seasoned, but still good. I gazed out of the huge window, near my bed side and smiled. The room was silent, but still warm.
"How the hell did I get here?" I chuckled to myself.
"Wow!, it's Christmas everyday in Vegas!"
I kicked back, placing one foot over the other. Smoked a cigarette! (I know, I know, I'm working on it.), and closed my eyes.....
Welcome back to America!
Daylan was way cooler than I thought he would be. He tells everyone I am his cousin, and takes good care of me. He ends 95% of his sentences with " I'll punch you in yo face!" Haven't quite figured that one out... He takes me to hang out with friends. One of his friends Steve is a 6 time world champion Flare Bartender! He works at Carnival Court. I will not disclose where Daylan works, for fear of being "punched in the face!" I practiced with them both. I have bruises all over my arms. Its not as easy as it looks. And for the record, the comments that I have overheard back home such as....
"Ohhhhh, so you can serve drinks and be in the circus, Big Deal, flare insults me as a bartender!" (crossing arms and looking the other direction)....
are by far wrong. In Vegas, flare is considered an asset to bartending. It is a skill, and hoooly shit can you make money.
I am buying a car from Daylan so I will have transportion. I have my own bathroom and my own room. We live about 25 minutes away from the strip, near the Red Rock Mountains. I look at them every morning. Daylan says that they are my mountains! So hands off!
So far I haven't even toured Vegas yet so not much to say. I did however stare at a chandelier in Paris, for about an hour, with my mouth open, like I had no sense.
My next step is, getting a job. Dude! You can bank out here. You just have to get the job first. It takes most people one to two years to even get a job on the strip. You ussually have to start at the bottom, in no-name casinos down town, or you have to get juiced in, in other words know some one. Or you can just get lucky!
On his day off Daylan took me to Harrahs employment office, where I put in my application to 3 different places. Ceasar's, Paris, and Rio. It took forever! When I finished the computer displayed (whick I read in a cheesy talk show host voice.)
"PLEASE SEE THE RECEPTIONIST AT THE FRONT DESK BEFORE LEAVING THANK YOU FOR APPLYING WITH HARRAHS!"
So I went. It was a nice, older, farely attractive, spanish lady! She had very laid back mannerisms.
She said "Soooo you wanna be a dealer?"
"Umm are you not hiring for cocktails?" I inquired.
she sighed, as if she didn't have a care in the world.
"Yaaah, we do...but I'm hiring for dealers..." Sounding like a mobsters wife.
I ran with it....Dayland said take what ever you can get.
"Ummm y-y-yah sure I'd.....love to be a um a dealer!" I hesitated.
"Alright, we'll see you toomarow, at around 3 o'clock."
I am the most hyper girl you will ever meet. I hope I can stand in one spot for a long time that's all I'm saying.
I went to the first interview, and I passed! It was a group interview with about twenty other people. Basically, at the end they called about 7 names.
"Joe Rodrigez......Chelsea Brown....." Sounding like a highschool intercom.
Those candidates who where escorted out of the room, never came back. They where singled out from every one else. (pretty harsh, but they don't care about your feelings in Vegas). Thus the remaining 13 people passed.
Friday, I have my second interview. If everything goes well, I will be working on the strip, one week after I got here. It would be nice to have income and I will let you all know what happens. Think of this all, as sorta of like a.....self promotion! If any of you decide to come down here. I'll be waiting with open arms!
Thank you to anyone who has been reading my blog, and joining me in my journey. I really appreciate your friendship! It means a lot to me! I miss you all! It gets lonely out here! It's hard being a G......but damn it feels good.
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congrats! i might be hitting up vegas in august when i go back home for a bit.
lemme know if you're still working there!
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I am so excited for you!
You write so well, I feel like I am right beside you the whole time!
I hope you get the job and everything goes perfect.
I can not wait to go to vegas to visit you!!
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I am still unemployed. No I didn't get the job. I really hope my references didn't have anything to do with it. lol. Jesus! I know it took Daylan 2 years to get on the strip, but seriously, I can't wait that long. I have applied everywhere. My day consist of "please call....please call..." If this continues I will be flat broke. If all else fails I guess I will have to apply somewhere off the strip. I cannot wait until I have a car. So that I am not secluded away from everything. You don't think I'm having a hard time? The places I want to work at are apparently like applying for Harvard or Princeton in the casino world. Come find out for yourself but read this first. I'll try not to give up guys.
Moving To Vegas... Gonna Get A Casino Job When I Get There
The In's and Out's of Landing a Job in Vegas
by Edward B Toupin
Don't get your hopes up! You might be working as a bartender or hostess in a local pub near your home and think you have what it takes. Maybe you do, but its not as easy to get a casino job in Las Vegas as you might think.
But...I heard it was easy!
The casinos are booming and they are always looking for new faces to take on new roles. One problem I've seen so far for newcomers is that many casino employees have worked in the same position for more than five years. They really do love their jobs and they make a considerable amount of money.
Another problem is that of qualifications. As I said, you might be a good bartender, but the bartenders I spoke with say that it is very different from working in a regular bar. It requires experience in a high-volume environment as well as the ability to manage the gaming positions that surround most of the bars. Of course, some places like Bally's and the Imperial Palace will sometimes take on entry-level people. But, that only happens when they need new people to fill an immediate need.
Finally, Nevada and Las Vegas have set up some stringent requirements surrounding work in the gaming industry. You not only have to be qualified, but you also have to get your work cards. Work cards are special IDs that tell employers and the various commissions that you are able to work in the Las Vegas gaming industry. You have to go through interviews as well as a set of classes to familiarize yourself with the commissions' expectations.
Reading, Writing, and Rum & Coke
To be qualified for most casinos, you have to have some amount of experience in the hospitality industry. This means high-volume hospitality environments, not a mom-and-pop restaurant that dishes out a few drinks here and there. We're talking thousands of customers per shift. If not, your best bet is to take a class in bartending or dealing when you get here. Don't bother taking a bartending class before you head out as Las Vegas bartending requires a unique set of skills for serving the clientele. Some of the places I found while scouring the streets are:
ABC Bartending
PCI Dealers School
Las Vegas School of Dealing
Dealers Training Center
These schools say that they will teach you "Las Vegas Style Bartending" in a week or two and they will provide a qualification class to help you obtain your Alcohol Awareness Card. Of course, prepare yourself to have to put out the money up front and find a place to stay while going to class and job hunting. However, most of the schools in the area provide placement counseling to help you find a job when you graduate.
The Chicken or the Egg?
The work cards are the most important part of the entire process. If you've applied at any casinos so far, you probably heard "we'll call you in two weeks." Actually, some human resource personnel told me that this is a sweet way of saying "since you have no work cards, you're useless, and we're tossing your application in the garbage." Get your cards before you apply. But, here's a twist: you have to be sponsored by a gaming establishment to get a gaming card.
Somehow, somewhere, you have to weasel yourself into a situation such that a gaming establishment will hire you and sponsor you. But, if you don't have the cards, how can you get hired to obtain a sponsor? The best way to work around this is to go to one of the off-Strip video-poker bars and see if they will work with you. In some cases, you can finagle some obscure job for a while so you can get your sponsorship. In other cases, good networking helps to move you forward and get a sponsor. Here is the secret: one of the most impressive and amazing things about Las Vegas is that people are usually open to helping you if you ask.
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Marnica Lindsey....Don't you dare give up!!!!!!!!! OK, SO, you didn't get the first job you interviewed for?????
GET Another interview?????? I know you can get another interview?
OK, I believe you, it's hard to get work on the strip, WELL then work off the strip, or say Fuck the Casinos all together, and find A JOB, doing something, until you can network enough to get a proper Casino Job, and knowing you that will probably take less than a month or two....... If you are living with the Daylan Green I remember, you have a built in networking machine. He probably can't get you a job, but he can introduce you to people that might, and you can do the rest.
I don't mean to sound angry with you, I'm not, I promise, but I've been so proud of you the last few months, that if you give up and come back to the STL, because you didn't get your first interview on the Strip, I'll be a little disappointed in you.
NOW, if you really want to come back here, I won't be mad, I'll understand even. Hell, I'd be glad to see you, but I don't think that's what you are looking for, and I think you deserve better.
I hope you are safe, and if you could, punch Daylan in his face for me......
Love ya
corey
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Your friend's right. Just get a part-time job that will keep you afloat until you can network your way into a job. In Vegas it almost seems like who you know is way more important than what you know, so try to meet influential people. Also, get those qualifications out of the way! "We'll call you in two weeks" is definitely a polite way of saying you're not qualified. GET those certifications and sponsorships, etc! In the meantime, you can definitely find a restaurant or bar that is hiring. Good luck!
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Think I’m joking come find out for yourself.
I am still unemployed. No I didn't get the job. I really hope my references didn't have anything to do with it. lol. Jesus! I know it took Daylan 2 years to get on the strip, but seriously, I can't wait that long. I have applied everywhere. My day consist of "please call....please call..." If this continues I will be flat broke. If all else fails I guess I will have to apply somewhere off the strip. I cannot wait until I have a car. So that I am not secluded away from everything. You don't think I'm having a hard time? The places I want to work at are apparently like applying for Harvard or Princeton in the casino world. Come find out for yourself but read this first. I'll try not to give up guys.
Moving To Vegas... Gonna Get A Casino Job When I Get There
The In's and Out's of Landing a Job in Vegas
by Edward B Toupin
Don't get your hopes up! You might be working as a bartender or hostess in a local pub near your home and think you have what it takes. Maybe you do, but its not as easy to get a casino job in Las Vegas as you might think.
But...I heard it was easy!
The casinos are booming and they are always looking for new faces to take on new roles. One problem I've seen so far for newcomers is that many casino employees have worked in the same position for more than five years. They really do love their jobs and they make a considerable amount of money.
Another problem is that of qualifications. As I said, you might be a good bartender, but the bartenders I spoke with say that it is very different from working in a regular bar. It requires experience in a high-volume environment as well as the ability to manage the gaming positions that surround most of the bars. Of course, some places like Bally's and the Imperial Palace will sometimes take on entry-level people. But, that only happens when they need new people to fill an immediate need.
Finally, Nevada and Las Vegas have set up some stringent requirements surrounding work in the gaming industry. You not only have to be qualified, but you also have to get your work cards. Work cards are special IDs that tell employers and the various commissions that you are able to work in the Las Vegas gaming industry. You have to go through interviews as well as a set of classes to familiarize yourself with the commissions' expectations.
Reading, Writing, and Rum & Coke
To be qualified for most casinos, you have to have some amount of experience in the hospitality industry. This means high-volume hospitality environments, not a mom-and-pop restaurant that dishes out a few drinks here and there. We're talking thousands of customers per shift. If not, your best bet is to take a class in bartending or dealing when you get here. Don't bother taking a bartending class before you head out as Las Vegas bartending requires a unique set of skills for serving the clientele. Some of the places I found while scouring the streets are:
ABC Bartending
PCI Dealers School
Las Vegas School of Dealing
Dealers Training Center
These schools say that they will teach you "Las Vegas Style Bartending" in a week or two and they will provide a qualification class to help you obtain your Alcohol Awareness Card. Of course, prepare yourself to have to put out the money up front and find a place to stay while going to class and job hunting. However, most of the schools in the area provide placement counseling to help you find a job when you graduate.
The Chicken or the Egg?
The work cards are the most important part of the entire process. If you've applied at any casinos so far, you probably heard "we'll call you in two weeks." Actually, some human resource personnel told me that this is a sweet way of saying "since you have no work cards, you're useless, and we're tossing your application in the garbage." Get your cards before you apply. But, here's a twist: you have to be sponsored by a gaming establishment to get a gaming card.
Somehow, somewhere, you have to weasel yourself into a situation such that a gaming establishment will hire you and sponsor you. But, if you don't have the cards, how can you get hired to obtain a sponsor? The best way to work around this is to go to one of the off-Strip video-poker bars and see if they will work with you. In some cases, you can finagle some obscure job for a while so you can get your sponsorship. In other cases, good networking helps to move you forward and get a sponsor. Here is the secret: one of the most impressive and amazing things about Las Vegas is that people are usually open to helping you if you ask.
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Marnica Lindsey....Don't you dare give up!!!!!!!!! OK, SO, you didn't get the first job you interviewed for?????
GET Another interview?????? I know you can get another interview?
OK, I believe you, it's hard to get work on the strip, WELL then work off the strip, or say Fuck the Casinos all together, and find A JOB, doing something, until you can network enough to get a proper Casino Job, and knowing you that will probably take less than a month or two....... If you are living with the Daylan Green I remember, you have a built in networking machine. He probably can't get you a job, but he can introduce you to people that might, and you can do the rest.
I don't mean to sound angry with you, I'm not, I promise, but I've been so proud of you the last few months, that if you give up and come back to the STL, because you didn't get your first interview on the Strip, I'll be a little disappointed in you.
NOW, if you really want to come back here, I won't be mad, I'll understand even. Hell, I'd be glad to see you, but I don't think that's what you are looking for, and I think you deserve better.
I hope you are safe, and if you could, punch Daylan in his face for me......
Love ya
corey
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Your friend's right. Just get a part-time job that will keep you afloat until you can network your way into a job. In Vegas it almost seems like who you know is way more important than what you know, so try to meet influential people. Also, get those qualifications out of the way! "We'll call you in two weeks" is definitely a polite way of saying you're not qualified. GET those certifications and sponsorships, etc! In the meantime, you can definitely find a restaurant or bar that is hiring. Good luck!
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Its okay if you didnt, you wouldn't be the first. Whats funny is I haven't written in so long that no one will probably read this lol. Oh well, what the hey, I need to release my thoughts anyway.
Im on my friend Trisha's computer. She's taking a shower and then we're going who knows where. Her son Blake is playing guitar heroe right next to me. He is totally engulfed by it. Marni! Marni! Look! Every so often I sneak back to type in my blog. Then he catches me. "Hey you're not looking!"
I don't have much time. However I left this entry to let Whoever gives a f(bleeep!), know, what I have been feeliing, thinking, and doing about my life, love, jobs and friendships. Unfortunaltly, Blake really wants to play Wii, and I don't have the time to write all of my thoughts, in 10 minutes. So my entry will be in, with in the next two weeks, if I find a computer, and it may be my last, but I haven't decided yet. How are all the mysterious people who have ever sneaked a peak at my blog?? Why don't you ever tell me how you're doing?? Anyways, you'll be hearing from me soon! And to those who ought to be missed ....I miss you!
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not only do i read it, i'm a subscriber!
i love you and i miss you so much, everyone misses you, even jamie wants you to come back!
enjoy life, and have fun
call a bitch some time!
i miss you!
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yeah you know i miss you but we talk like every few days so it's cool. stay safe and get your ass to kansas city
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Its okay if you didnt, you wouldn't be the first. Whats funny is I haven't written in so long that no one will probably read this lol. Oh well, what the hey, I need to release my thoughts anyway.
Im on my friend Trisha's computer. She's taking a shower and then we're going who knows where. Her son Blake is playing guitar heroe right next to me. He is totally engulfed by it. Marni! Marni! Look! Every so often I sneak back to type in my blog. Then he catches me. "Hey you're not looking!"
I don't have much time. However I left this entry to let Whoever gives a f(bleeep!), know, what I have been feeliing, thinking, and doing about my life, love, jobs and friendships. Unfortunaltly, Blake really wants to play Wii, and I don't have the time to write all of my thoughts, in 10 minutes. So my entry will be in, with in the next two weeks, if I find a computer, and it may be my last, but I haven't decided yet. How are all the mysterious people who have ever sneaked a peak at my blog?? Why don't you ever tell me how you're doing?? Anyways, you'll be hearing from me soon! And to those who ought to be missed ....I miss you!
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call a bitch some time!
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yeah you know i miss you but we talk like every few days so it's cool. stay safe and get your ass to kansas city
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Drunk!
Okay.........Now.......You are witnessing my first drunken stooper blog. Basically it's about 5:20 and I have to be at work at 9:00. I went to a bar tonight called the Blue Martini, and the only reason I got in is because me and my friend Trisha were on the V.I.P list. I had a really good time! I may have abused my Adios Mother Fuckers drinks, but that doesn't matter. I can still kind of type. I also think I may have drank and dialed a couple of times, but it's not like the people I called know who I am......Ummm I don't think. Anyways, the next time I write, I will be sober, it's more fun and theraputic that way anyway. Later Homies!
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Drunk!
Okay.........Now.......You are witnessing my first drunken stooper blog. Basically it's about 5:20 and I have to be at work at 9:00. I went to a bar tonight called the Blue Martini, and the only reason I got in is because me and my friend Trisha were on the V.I.P list. I had a really good time! I may have abused my Adios Mother Fuckers drinks, but that doesn't matter. I can still kind of type. I also think I may have drank and dialed a couple of times, but it's not like the people I called know who I am......Ummm I don't think. Anyways, the next time I write, I will be sober, it's more fun and theraputic that way anyway. Later Homies!
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Rambling to my firend WEGAS. I missed you WEGAS!!
Current mood: bouncy
Category: Goals, Plans, Hopes
Dear Wegas (Who Ever Gives A Shit),
You have to be tough to to make it in Vegas. Ive noticed a lot of people I've met, have either moved back home to mom A: because they cant handle the scene, or B: point blank they just did'nt make it.
I'd like to think I'm on my way. I wouldn't say that Ive made it, until Im swimming in dough, and buying wine and cheese for no reason, and perhaps have the ability to save small third world countries, or atleast buy my mom and dad something real nice All in all though, I think Im doing the best I can, and to me, that makes me a winner. .
I remember my mom told me once, "I've done the best I can for you dear, now its up to you to find what you think love is." lol. Ive really only come to figure out what love isn't.... what's your take on the topic?
Ive been in relationships, some long, some short, some off and on, some serious, some not, and decided that. Through out my journey Ive met a lot of amazing people, and have had one of kind experiences. Whether good, or bad, it was still an experience and through experience I gain wisdom.
One day though, Id like to be with someone for a long time, through thick and thin, and in fact, I don't believe that I ever had any intentions of not having this, and am completely envious of those who have accomplished heartfelt long relationships. By long I mean 5 or more years. I truly desire to grow and die with someone, in a healthy relationship, and be an amazingly faithful women who is strong, yet still vounerable to an amazing man in my future. I know it won't always be fun, and I know there's ups and downs, and I know there's no such thing as a fairy tale. However, I truly believe that this can become my reality one day, but its not my time. I would like to encourage those in relationships to stay together and be strong.
So..... I went out on date the other night. My friend Trisha was at the bar flirting with the bartender. My date gave me about 5 bucks. So I grabbed my beer (if you like clamato and haven't tried budlight's new beer with clamato in it, you should, its awesome!) and put a dollar in at a time, in a Texas Tea slot machine. My drunk date looks over at me and says,
"Is that the guy Trisha likes?" not minding his own business.
I said "Yeah..." pointing at the short Hispanic bartender behind the bar.
He quickly responds, "But....she's white! Expecting that I would take that comment and come back with a yuck face and say "Like yeah, I know and he's hispanic GaaRoss!"
......I was appalled! OMG! Mind you this guy was white as well, WTF!?!
"AND?" Is all I could really say.
He's white? He's trying to hook up with me? Last time I checked I was pretty ethnic. He was kind of cute, until he went off and made a bleak hypocritical comment!
The Texas Tea machine wasn't winning at all. I hit the button harder and harder, "That's why I live in a blue state! stupid Texas! stupid Machine!" lol.
Needless to say the whole thing was kind of disaster, I never really wanted to go anyway, Trisha made me. Besides that, I thought we were pass the whole.....
[Insert country accent here] "people should be with there own people."
(shrug) I guess that means I'm fucked to an extremely small portion of the population, or that my birth was just some kind of weird experiment, oh and that Tiger Woods and Kimora Lee are destined to be together. Who knew?
I start working at my New Job on Dec 4th. I'm really nervous, starting a new job, always feels like going to a new school, only this, is an all girls school. My plan is stay focused, and just do the best I can, and stay away from guys! Ive never worked at a 5 star casino, and I'm really exited for the opportunity. Maybe not for you, but for me, there's sort of a rush I get, knowing that I will walk right up to a big building, into a crowd of people, where I don't know ANYONE. I wonder... will I feel unsettled? Will I sit alone finding something to fidget with. One could only hope, there's some other girl who, like me, has trouble acting normal. And possibly one of us has the balls to say "Hey, uh .... can I sit next to you?"
My take on Vegas so far is, its fast. Way faster than MO. or anywhere else I've ever been. It's loud! Unless you live by the mountains like I do. It's flashy, very unatural, but in its own way, its still so much fun. Theres people everywhere, from all over the world! Diversity is the name of the game. You can do whatever you want, whenever you want! You can watch a movie at 3am if you just so feel the need. They sell hot dogs, nachos, and slushy's at the DMV! WTF! Gas stations have slot machines in them, and people really play them! I haven't had the honors yet. Everybody is here to party and ready to party. Have tough skin, and trust few people, is what every local's motto is. There's so much more, but I don't have the time or patience to write it all out. Words, pictures and books, never saitisfied me enough anyway. I always had to experience it myself.
As for myspace. I think Im gonna take a break for a little while. I feel like its rotting my brain, and keeping me from doing things that are more productive. Like reading a book, or going to the sauna (Saunas are awesome! Try it!You could loose weight!"), or learning to cook (I make a mean pot roast!), or making new friends. Feel free to drop me a line anyway if you want, I don't mind. Let me know how your life's been, or tell me a story. Tell me about your dreams or accomplishments, and if you are my friend, and you need to talk, I'll always listen. =)
Some good news! Toomarow will be eleventh day smoke free!
P.S.- I went home to visit my family. It was a brief trip so I couldn't see many people, but St. Louis isn't so bad. Im proud of where Im from. Missed it even. =)
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Sounds like you're settling in to Vegas pretty well, congrats on the new job! Let me know next time you make it back to St. Louis if you have a little free time. Stay strong.
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I always kinda felt like vegas was evil and full of decite, a place where dreams die and lives are destroyed, a place built on crushed hopes...... the city of excess. I know its easy to say that people make their own decisions and they should have known when to stop, but its not always that easy, and thats what the casinos bet on......its like crack...who do you blame, the crack head, the dealer, or the addictvness of the drug? all of them are equally to blame...
but if you cut out the dealer the problem goes away...so I'm not so cool with vegas, its also very superficial, they love you if you have money and love it when you lose your money but as soon as the money is gone they will tell you to get the fuck out, even if you just made them a million....its also very funny to me that its illegal to be homless in a city that obviously causes so much homlessness....so all in all I gotta say my over all out look on vegas is that its a shit stain on our sociaty.
I also wanted to say that none of this rant was directed at you personally, just the city you live in. I wish you the best of luck in your endevors, but I do wonder how you mantain a since of values in your contribution to the destrution of lives???
have fun
BTM
Posted by BURN THE MUTE on Wednesday, December 24, 2008 - 5:50 PM
Rambling to my firend WEGAS. I missed you WEGAS!!
Current mood: bouncy
Category: Goals, Plans, Hopes
Dear Wegas (Who Ever Gives A Shit),
You have to be tough to to make it in Vegas. Ive noticed a lot of people I've met, have either moved back home to mom A: because they cant handle the scene, or B: point blank they just did'nt make it.
I'd like to think I'm on my way. I wouldn't say that Ive made it, until Im swimming in dough, and buying wine and cheese for no reason, and perhaps have the ability to save small third world countries, or atleast buy my mom and dad something real nice All in all though, I think Im doing the best I can, and to me, that makes me a winner. .
I remember my mom told me once, "I've done the best I can for you dear, now its up to you to find what you think love is." lol. Ive really only come to figure out what love isn't.... what's your take on the topic?
Ive been in relationships, some long, some short, some off and on, some serious, some not, and decided that. Through out my journey Ive met a lot of amazing people, and have had one of kind experiences. Whether good, or bad, it was still an experience and through experience I gain wisdom.
One day though, Id like to be with someone for a long time, through thick and thin, and in fact, I don't believe that I ever had any intentions of not having this, and am completely envious of those who have accomplished heartfelt long relationships. By long I mean 5 or more years. I truly desire to grow and die with someone, in a healthy relationship, and be an amazingly faithful women who is strong, yet still vounerable to an amazing man in my future. I know it won't always be fun, and I know there's ups and downs, and I know there's no such thing as a fairy tale. However, I truly believe that this can become my reality one day, but its not my time. I would like to encourage those in relationships to stay together and be strong.
So..... I went out on date the other night. My friend Trisha was at the bar flirting with the bartender. My date gave me about 5 bucks. So I grabbed my beer (if you like clamato and haven't tried budlight's new beer with clamato in it, you should, its awesome!) and put a dollar in at a time, in a Texas Tea slot machine. My drunk date looks over at me and says,
"Is that the guy Trisha likes?" not minding his own business.
I said "Yeah..." pointing at the short Hispanic bartender behind the bar.
He quickly responds, "But....she's white! Expecting that I would take that comment and come back with a yuck face and say "Like yeah, I know and he's hispanic GaaRoss!"
......I was appalled! OMG! Mind you this guy was white as well, WTF!?!
"AND?" Is all I could really say.
He's white? He's trying to hook up with me? Last time I checked I was pretty ethnic. He was kind of cute, until he went off and made a bleak hypocritical comment!
The Texas Tea machine wasn't winning at all. I hit the button harder and harder, "That's why I live in a blue state! stupid Texas! stupid Machine!" lol.
Needless to say the whole thing was kind of disaster, I never really wanted to go anyway, Trisha made me. Besides that, I thought we were pass the whole.....
[Insert country accent here] "people should be with there own people."
(shrug) I guess that means I'm fucked to an extremely small portion of the population, or that my birth was just some kind of weird experiment, oh and that Tiger Woods and Kimora Lee are destined to be together. Who knew?
I start working at my New Job on Dec 4th. I'm really nervous, starting a new job, always feels like going to a new school, only this, is an all girls school. My plan is stay focused, and just do the best I can, and stay away from guys! Ive never worked at a 5 star casino, and I'm really exited for the opportunity. Maybe not for you, but for me, there's sort of a rush I get, knowing that I will walk right up to a big building, into a crowd of people, where I don't know ANYONE. I wonder... will I feel unsettled? Will I sit alone finding something to fidget with. One could only hope, there's some other girl who, like me, has trouble acting normal. And possibly one of us has the balls to say "Hey, uh .... can I sit next to you?"
My take on Vegas so far is, its fast. Way faster than MO. or anywhere else I've ever been. It's loud! Unless you live by the mountains like I do. It's flashy, very unatural, but in its own way, its still so much fun. Theres people everywhere, from all over the world! Diversity is the name of the game. You can do whatever you want, whenever you want! You can watch a movie at 3am if you just so feel the need. They sell hot dogs, nachos, and slushy's at the DMV! WTF! Gas stations have slot machines in them, and people really play them! I haven't had the honors yet. Everybody is here to party and ready to party. Have tough skin, and trust few people, is what every local's motto is. There's so much more, but I don't have the time or patience to write it all out. Words, pictures and books, never saitisfied me enough anyway. I always had to experience it myself.
As for myspace. I think Im gonna take a break for a little while. I feel like its rotting my brain, and keeping me from doing things that are more productive. Like reading a book, or going to the sauna (Saunas are awesome! Try it!You could loose weight!"), or learning to cook (I make a mean pot roast!), or making new friends. Feel free to drop me a line anyway if you want, I don't mind. Let me know how your life's been, or tell me a story. Tell me about your dreams or accomplishments, and if you are my friend, and you need to talk, I'll always listen. =)
Some good news! Toomarow will be eleventh day smoke free!
P.S.- I went home to visit my family. It was a brief trip so I couldn't see many people, but St. Louis isn't so bad. Im proud of where Im from. Missed it even. =)
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Sounds like you're settling in to Vegas pretty well, congrats on the new job! Let me know next time you make it back to St. Louis if you have a little free time. Stay strong.
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I always kinda felt like vegas was evil and full of decite, a place where dreams die and lives are destroyed, a place built on crushed hopes...... the city of excess. I know its easy to say that people make their own decisions and they should have known when to stop, but its not always that easy, and thats what the casinos bet on......its like crack...who do you blame, the crack head, the dealer, or the addictvness of the drug? all of them are equally to blame...
but if you cut out the dealer the problem goes away...so I'm not so cool with vegas, its also very superficial, they love you if you have money and love it when you lose your money but as soon as the money is gone they will tell you to get the fuck out, even if you just made them a million....its also very funny to me that its illegal to be homless in a city that obviously causes so much homlessness....so all in all I gotta say my over all out look on vegas is that its a shit stain on our sociaty.
I also wanted to say that none of this rant was directed at you personally, just the city you live in. I wish you the best of luck in your endevors, but I do wonder how you mantain a since of values in your contribution to the destrution of lives???
have fun
BTM
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Friday, November 21, 2008
MY BOSS!! That I'll probably never see!
I thought these two videos were interesting, how accurate they are, I don't really know. I didn't even watch it all, but oh well, here you go! I'm impressed with Steve Wynn he sounds like a very intelligent and classy individual.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AOcHhJCBzrg
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I thought these two videos were interesting, how accurate they are, I don't really know. I didn't even watch it all, but oh well, here you go! I'm impressed with Steve Wynn he sounds like a very intelligent and classy individual.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AOcHhJCBzrg
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Good stuff!
A much shorter and easier to watch version of the other video I put up. However, not as informative.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0jj64IokSxg
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A much shorter and easier to watch version of the other video I put up. However, not as informative.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0jj64IokSxg
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Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Slip of the Tongue (by Adriel Luis)
Ha Ha found this on you tube sounds like my first and last date in Nevada lol.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z-yu-SZP7ew
The truth of the matter of course. I remember rebelling against these very issues like Susan B Anthony or something, but commen sense tells me Vegas is a different ball park. When in Rome ....you know the rest.
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Ha Ha found this on you tube sounds like my first and last date in Nevada lol.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z-yu-SZP7ew
The truth of the matter of course. I remember rebelling against these very issues like Susan B Anthony or something, but commen sense tells me Vegas is a different ball park. When in Rome ....you know the rest.
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Yeah this is what I was looking for.
I was kind of disappointed when I first got out here, but now, I've found what I was looking for. That fancy shmancy job.
If you wanna get down to the nitty gritty though, I can't even explain how amazing this experience is. I'm gonna try and touch it just a little.
First, I wanna give props to my roomate, Daylan. I think he may have told me two of the most important things I ever had to hear when I first got here. One, stay focused and keep your head on straight, Two, Don't ever forget when you where down here, don't forget where you came from. He's almost like a mentor, in a way .... I'm holding these words close to my heart through this experience. Thank you Daylann!! Props!!!
This has changed me already, and I will never be the same person I was. I am stronger and more confident. I cried at the Orientation, you know like that one tear, not the , ugly face, sobbing, where's my mother? crying or anything. lol. It touched my heart, and I can't explain how ......... I'll try to get into more detail one of these days, and talk about, the girls, what they're like, and not to brag, but fuck! I've worked hard for this shit! Beleive me I have some bragging rights. I'm working with some bad ass bitches! Holy ........
Thats it for now. Opening a new casino is really stressful, OMG!!! However, I will see the Las Vegas Encore before the entire frakin' (yes I meant to type frakin' I like it, I dunno, freakin' gets boring sometimes..) World!! All in all, this is still a scary ride.
To all of my readers, I am reading Twilight, this is an amazing novel, read it before you see the movie. It is also really popular out here and everybody is reading it. You can buy it at Walmart for like 9 dollars. The beginning reminds me a whole, whole, lot, of how I feel starting my new job.
Quote from Twilight: ' I told my self repeatedly, but I couldnt get rid of the nagging suspicion that I was the reason he was not there. It was ridiculous, and egotistical, to think that I could effect anyone that strongly. It was impossible. And yet I couldn't stop worrying that it was true.'
This is some good writing.
To all my movie watchers, rent Meet Dave, starring Eddie Murphey. So freakin' funny!!! FUNNY!!! I LOVED IT!!! ( I still have love for freakin) I'm so wierd ....
My favorite video game is Psychonauts, I picked it out my self, when I was about 20 yrs old. Some old School information for you. This video game will totally mess with your head, its abstract, and wierd, the movie I mentioned above reminds me of this video game. lol. =)
To my smokers .......on Tuesday it will be a month with no smoking for me. Come on Quit, I don't wanna do this by myself. (sigh)
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Congrats on the new job!! I am so excited for you.
GREAT job on one month of no quitting, that is amazing! I am glad you are reading Twilight, I love the series! Have you seen the movie or are you waiting to finish the book???
GOOD JOB MARNI!!!
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Yeah this is what I was looking for.
I was kind of disappointed when I first got out here, but now, I've found what I was looking for. That fancy shmancy job.
If you wanna get down to the nitty gritty though, I can't even explain how amazing this experience is. I'm gonna try and touch it just a little.
First, I wanna give props to my roomate, Daylan. I think he may have told me two of the most important things I ever had to hear when I first got here. One, stay focused and keep your head on straight, Two, Don't ever forget when you where down here, don't forget where you came from. He's almost like a mentor, in a way .... I'm holding these words close to my heart through this experience. Thank you Daylann!! Props!!!
This has changed me already, and I will never be the same person I was. I am stronger and more confident. I cried at the Orientation, you know like that one tear, not the , ugly face, sobbing, where's my mother? crying or anything. lol. It touched my heart, and I can't explain how ......... I'll try to get into more detail one of these days, and talk about, the girls, what they're like, and not to brag, but fuck! I've worked hard for this shit! Beleive me I have some bragging rights. I'm working with some bad ass bitches! Holy ........
Thats it for now. Opening a new casino is really stressful, OMG!!! However, I will see the Las Vegas Encore before the entire frakin' (yes I meant to type frakin' I like it, I dunno, freakin' gets boring sometimes..) World!! All in all, this is still a scary ride.
To all of my readers, I am reading Twilight, this is an amazing novel, read it before you see the movie. It is also really popular out here and everybody is reading it. You can buy it at Walmart for like 9 dollars. The beginning reminds me a whole, whole, lot, of how I feel starting my new job.
Quote from Twilight: ' I told my self repeatedly, but I couldnt get rid of the nagging suspicion that I was the reason he was not there. It was ridiculous, and egotistical, to think that I could effect anyone that strongly. It was impossible. And yet I couldn't stop worrying that it was true.'
This is some good writing.
To all my movie watchers, rent Meet Dave, starring Eddie Murphey. So freakin' funny!!! FUNNY!!! I LOVED IT!!! ( I still have love for freakin) I'm so wierd ....
My favorite video game is Psychonauts, I picked it out my self, when I was about 20 yrs old. Some old School information for you. This video game will totally mess with your head, its abstract, and wierd, the movie I mentioned above reminds me of this video game. lol. =)
To my smokers .......on Tuesday it will be a month with no smoking for me. Come on Quit, I don't wanna do this by myself. (sigh)
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Congrats on the new job!! I am so excited for you.
GREAT job on one month of no quitting, that is amazing! I am glad you are reading Twilight, I love the series! Have you seen the movie or are you waiting to finish the book???
GOOD JOB MARNI!!!
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I'll be updating to WEGAS here very soon. In the meantime.....Merry Christmas! This comment was dropped on my blog "Rambling to my friend WEGAS". Before I respond to this comment myself, I'd like to hear what your opinions are on the matter. I like to see some different perspectives about the issue before I react. Also, please pay close attention to the last sentence. Please only intelligent and honest responses to this question only. =) Thanks guys.
TO RESOLVE CONFUSION, I DID NOT WRITE THE BELOW STATEMENT IT WAS A COMMENT LEFT BY SOMEONE ON MY BLOG.
What do you think??
I always kinda felt like vegas was evil and full of decite, a place where dreams die and lives are destroyed, a place built on crushed hopes...... the city of excess. I know its easy to say that people make their own decisions and they should have known when to stop, but its not always that easy, and thats what the casinos bet on......its like crack...who do you blame, the crack head, the dealer, or the addictvness of the drug? all of them are equally to blame...
but if you cut out the dealer the problem goes away...so I'm not so cool with vegas, its also very superficial, they love you if you have money and love it when you lose your money but as soon as the money is gone they will tell you to get the fuck out, even if you just made them a million....its also very funny to me that its illegal to be homless in a city that obviously causes so much homlessness....so all in all I gotta say my over all out look on vegas is that its a shit stain on our sociaty.
I also wanted to say that none of this rant was directed at you personally, just the city you live in. I wish you the best of luck in your endevors, but I do wonder how you mantain a since of values in your contribution to the destrution of lives???
have fun
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It is hard to be happy doing a job that you are not necessarily proud of. I am so bad at giving advice! LOL! Anyway, perspective is a main issue right now. I am not sure of statistics but maybe you should look at how many lives were changed in a positive way. Not just the fairy tale big winners, but the ones that really enjoy gambling. Some can go, loose $20 and still have a great time, or win $100 and be thrilled. Granted, it is the people that spend hundreds of thousands of dollars that make the casino business' thrive, but most of them have that kind of money to blow. Maybe you could start or join a charity group that help homless people. Something as simple as donating to a Goodwill could give you a minor sense of satisfaction.
I view Vegas as a city of fun, excitement, and partying. BUT I have never been in Vegas more than 3 days, so I could just imagine seeing the things you have seen and you have only been there a short time.
Whatever you do, I wish you the best of luck and will be supportive of any decisions you make! Good Luck girl!
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That's pretty deep. I've often wondered if I'm a bad person, my job is taking money from other people. My general feeling on it is it's just a job. The thought of just taking it away won't work, at least I don't think so. How many illegal poker games happen in back rooms or dice games on the street. Maybe we are all just enablers but without us people would be loosing there ass out on a street instead of inside out of the cold. But hey, I've never even been to Vegas, maybe this spring, maybe seeing it in person will change my view.
You know you've got my support whatever you do, I'll even help you hide bodies if need be:)
Much love, Dewey
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what really are values anyway. Should we hate the food industry people for feeding us to much making this the fattest COuntry in the world. Hate the weatherman for yr sunburn cause he got the forecast wrong again today. Hate the movie and video game industry for rotting our brains making us lazy, while we could be studying, working out, taking a vacation, on a date, oh you know, living life. Bottom line here is, people see what they want too, we’re always looking for someone or something to blame for our imperfect lives. Most people see everything as either good or bad. And for that they will judge you. Probably the same group of people who burn their mouth on a cup of coffee and get mad cause no one told them it was hot., therefore we have to print the word Hot, all over their cup!!!lol… You just have to brush it off, cause obviously they don’t understand. Gambling is entertainment!!! Yes some people spend more then they should, we do our best to keep an eye out and get them help. But we cannot help for the actions of everyone. It’s the same as police trying to find every criminal, it’ can’t be done. That’s why they keep a look out for them….. We encourage people to have fun, smile, and enjoy Life and I think that is a great thing. There’s always good and bad with any job, criticism with whatever you do. But you know who friends are, you’re a great person and we’ll never judge you, and that’s all that matters$$$$$$
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you really want my comment on this one?
ok marni.
i might piss some ppl off, but you asked...
i think gambling is inherently evil. i think it's a shady indusry that caters to compulsion.
that said-
i am a b ig believer of free will. the reason you have to be 21 to gamble is because you are suposed to be an adult. it6's personal choice. the dealers are just trying to get by- you bought the crack, you bought it again, you got hooked. thats your fault and the most unadult thing a person can do is blame others for thier own choices.
no one put a gun to your head and said "put a quarter in!"
you sat there, you keep feeding the machine- shit, it's buisness- if ppl want it, someone will provide it.it's like saying "i didnt graduate because the tteacher didnt want me to" fuck that.
your suposed to be and adult. if you have a prob you know. they chose to stay, so take every dollar they give you then some, cuz regardless of how stupid they are, you still have to pay your bills.
i love you marni
i hape you takea all thier dollars!
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I don't remember my exact sentiment at the time but I'm sure the question was ment in a rehtorical since.
but I do like to read all of the justifications.....I'v done alot of bad things in my life, and when you are in a pattern of doing bad things it only works if you get good at justifying and rationalizing your actions. I could build a winning argument for either side, but a winning argument doesn't make something right. and then a new question arises, esp. when speaking of what is "right" for one person and what is "right " for another? then one must also adress the duel meaning of "right"....it may feel "right" to someone to be a thief.
maybe they chose that as a profession, maybe it makes them feel whole, but none of that makes stealing "right" right?
if it is all a matter of perspective, then the individual makes his or her own rules. and with that logic you could kill a total stranger for no reason and as long as you felt okay about it you could say it was "right", but who am I to say.....we all have rules and we all bend our own rules whenever we see fit, morality is subject to change....there have been many cultures in the past where human sacrifice was fashionable........whats a little gambling and flesh peddling, I guess we sacrifice our bodies and "souls" for money now....we get to keep whats left and buy some shit
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TO RESOLVE CONFUSION, I DID NOT WRITE THE BELOW STATEMENT IT WAS A COMMENT LEFT BY SOMEONE ON MY BLOG.
What do you think??
I always kinda felt like vegas was evil and full of decite, a place where dreams die and lives are destroyed, a place built on crushed hopes...... the city of excess. I know its easy to say that people make their own decisions and they should have known when to stop, but its not always that easy, and thats what the casinos bet on......its like crack...who do you blame, the crack head, the dealer, or the addictvness of the drug? all of them are equally to blame...
but if you cut out the dealer the problem goes away...so I'm not so cool with vegas, its also very superficial, they love you if you have money and love it when you lose your money but as soon as the money is gone they will tell you to get the fuck out, even if you just made them a million....its also very funny to me that its illegal to be homless in a city that obviously causes so much homlessness....so all in all I gotta say my over all out look on vegas is that its a shit stain on our sociaty.
I also wanted to say that none of this rant was directed at you personally, just the city you live in. I wish you the best of luck in your endevors, but I do wonder how you mantain a since of values in your contribution to the destrution of lives???
have fun
BTM
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It is hard to be happy doing a job that you are not necessarily proud of. I am so bad at giving advice! LOL! Anyway, perspective is a main issue right now. I am not sure of statistics but maybe you should look at how many lives were changed in a positive way. Not just the fairy tale big winners, but the ones that really enjoy gambling. Some can go, loose $20 and still have a great time, or win $100 and be thrilled. Granted, it is the people that spend hundreds of thousands of dollars that make the casino business' thrive, but most of them have that kind of money to blow. Maybe you could start or join a charity group that help homless people. Something as simple as donating to a Goodwill could give you a minor sense of satisfaction.
I view Vegas as a city of fun, excitement, and partying. BUT I have never been in Vegas more than 3 days, so I could just imagine seeing the things you have seen and you have only been there a short time.
Whatever you do, I wish you the best of luck and will be supportive of any decisions you make! Good Luck girl!
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That's pretty deep. I've often wondered if I'm a bad person, my job is taking money from other people. My general feeling on it is it's just a job. The thought of just taking it away won't work, at least I don't think so. How many illegal poker games happen in back rooms or dice games on the street. Maybe we are all just enablers but without us people would be loosing there ass out on a street instead of inside out of the cold. But hey, I've never even been to Vegas, maybe this spring, maybe seeing it in person will change my view.
You know you've got my support whatever you do, I'll even help you hide bodies if need be:)
Much love, Dewey
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what really are values anyway. Should we hate the food industry people for feeding us to much making this the fattest COuntry in the world. Hate the weatherman for yr sunburn cause he got the forecast wrong again today. Hate the movie and video game industry for rotting our brains making us lazy, while we could be studying, working out, taking a vacation, on a date, oh you know, living life. Bottom line here is, people see what they want too, we’re always looking for someone or something to blame for our imperfect lives. Most people see everything as either good or bad. And for that they will judge you. Probably the same group of people who burn their mouth on a cup of coffee and get mad cause no one told them it was hot., therefore we have to print the word Hot, all over their cup!!!lol… You just have to brush it off, cause obviously they don’t understand. Gambling is entertainment!!! Yes some people spend more then they should, we do our best to keep an eye out and get them help. But we cannot help for the actions of everyone. It’s the same as police trying to find every criminal, it’ can’t be done. That’s why they keep a look out for them….. We encourage people to have fun, smile, and enjoy Life and I think that is a great thing. There’s always good and bad with any job, criticism with whatever you do. But you know who friends are, you’re a great person and we’ll never judge you, and that’s all that matters$$$$$$
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you really want my comment on this one?
ok marni.
i might piss some ppl off, but you asked...
i think gambling is inherently evil. i think it's a shady indusry that caters to compulsion.
that said-
i am a b ig believer of free will. the reason you have to be 21 to gamble is because you are suposed to be an adult. it6's personal choice. the dealers are just trying to get by- you bought the crack, you bought it again, you got hooked. thats your fault and the most unadult thing a person can do is blame others for thier own choices.
no one put a gun to your head and said "put a quarter in!"
you sat there, you keep feeding the machine- shit, it's buisness- if ppl want it, someone will provide it.it's like saying "i didnt graduate because the tteacher didnt want me to" fuck that.
your suposed to be and adult. if you have a prob you know. they chose to stay, so take every dollar they give you then some, cuz regardless of how stupid they are, you still have to pay your bills.
i love you marni
i hape you takea all thier dollars!
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I don't remember my exact sentiment at the time but I'm sure the question was ment in a rehtorical since.
but I do like to read all of the justifications.....I'v done alot of bad things in my life, and when you are in a pattern of doing bad things it only works if you get good at justifying and rationalizing your actions. I could build a winning argument for either side, but a winning argument doesn't make something right. and then a new question arises, esp. when speaking of what is "right" for one person and what is "right " for another? then one must also adress the duel meaning of "right"....it may feel "right" to someone to be a thief.
maybe they chose that as a profession, maybe it makes them feel whole, but none of that makes stealing "right" right?
if it is all a matter of perspective, then the individual makes his or her own rules. and with that logic you could kill a total stranger for no reason and as long as you felt okay about it you could say it was "right", but who am I to say.....we all have rules and we all bend our own rules whenever we see fit, morality is subject to change....there have been many cultures in the past where human sacrifice was fashionable........whats a little gambling and flesh peddling, I guess we sacrifice our bodies and "souls" for money now....we get to keep whats left and buy some shit
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Personally, before I left, I believed the same thing, that Vegas was, "full of deceit, a place where dreams die and lives are destroyed, a place built on crushed hopes..…" a statement that I will admit was very artistic and beautifully put. However, I now believe that your reality is quite frankly what you make of it.
It doesn't matter if it is your reality in a relationship, as a construction worker, a librarian, a cashier at Burger King, or WHATEVER you do, or WHERE you do it. As long as you have the ability perceive your reality in a pleasant way, it will inevitably become something positive to you, with the exception of those who truthfully have no power over negative situations. As long as you dedicate yourself to excellence, you will most likely succeed in your personal goals, and if you don't reach your goals, in my book, as long as you did the best you could do, with the cards you where handed, you should find a sense of fulfillment in that.
You are almost always going to be doing something wrong, no matter what you do. I really wish it wasn't true, but it is. I can't believe that cashier just sold 20 hamburgers to that fat ass!. That evil construction worker BUILT that god awful casino! Where those god awful cocktail servers, bartender, dealers, and whoever else dwell, waiting to pierce your lives with evil that consumes them!!!!!! And by golly that cute old lady at the library just checked me out "How to count cards" by Olaf Vacura! Bitch!! Ahhhhhh!!
Many of us who are inhabiting Las Vegas came here for a better life, to wake up in the morning wide eyed and to see opportunity right outside of our windows and at our finger tips. Sometimes in the form of very tall buildings with flashy lights. Not to, symbolically speaking, find a demon and ask him Where can I find the pit of Hell ? Or Which Casino can I get more money for my soul at?? Or Where can I be trained in the art of lying and counterfeiting my way through life.?
Sure there is deceit here, just like anywhere else. My perception however is, that I came here for a reason. Would I raise a family here? Probably not. Why am I here? Business. Do I know how to spot evil? Yes. Am I evil? Who isn't? Am I a good person? Trying to be. Vegas is like a video game to me, and I'm like on level 3. I'm trying to get to the next level, fighting off evil doers. Trying to leap over tall buildings in shit! My favorite is driving along the strip using every profane word possible waving my fist in the air, then sitting back in my 1990 Honda Accord that I named Royal Flush (it's a girl by the way). smirking and wondering how the heck I wound up in Las Vegas……Level 2: Las Vegas Strip(Race car level). My new job is the level sort of like the level in Mario Brothers when you get out of the tunnel and all you have to do is collect coins. (Cool people will know what I'm talking about).
I have my ideas and notions on personal morals and beliefs and I believe that Las Vegas is a perfect place to test myself and see how strong I really am. "Head strong, I'll take you on….." Your dreams could die easily here, your life could shrivel in an instant. Yet, the same thing could happen to you if you continue to stay in the same place your entire life. So you can win or loose either way.
Do you know what I do with my money? Robin Hood stole from the rich and gave to the poor. Have you ever thought of this concept? Or where you thinking "God that Robin Hood was such an ASSHOLE!" Did I step off of the plane, fall into a set of breast implants, wake up from my induction, with a crack pipe in my mouth? No, that's not how shit works…. However I am really enjoying my new butt implants, and where the fuck is Cartel with my SMACK WTF?! [tapping the inside of my arm] (I'm kidding).
Las Vegas is the entertainment capitol of the world. People want to come here and have fun I agree that I may be contributing to the destruction of lives (I'm not afraid to admit you're right), but to say that, that has any correlation to my ability to be a good person is wrong. I'm doing what I have to do to survive. I'm out here by myself, without a college education at that. I may take that money, turn around, pay for college, become a scientist, find the cure for cancer, and save somebody you know one day. ( I highly doubt this scenario, but it makes your ass think doesn't it?).
I'll leave you with a really cool Ani Difranco quote,
"but that picket line persisted
and that clinic's since been closed
they keep pounding their fists on reality
hoping it will break
but I don't think there's a one of us
that leads a life free of mistakes"
Bottom line and Main point in all of this is: This question is tough because on one hand there is a question about justice (making money/survival) and on the other, there is the question about morality. Everyone is entitled to their own personal opinion, and everyone should be able to speak their voice. Who's right? Who knows (shrug)
P.S. - I love all my friends
Not the comment I expected to be dropped on Christmas Eve, but you know, it is, what it is........
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There you go! You always go farther being positive! :)
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well,
I had no idea that my comment on your blog would get this much response, or that after 6 years of not even seeing you my opinion would still matter to you at all. I like you answer though.....
I don't know if you remember all of those philisophical drunken conversations we used to have, but it reminds me of those times....their are lots of statements here and there that i would love to address individually but It would take far to much reading and writing so......I will quote myself from one of my newest songs.....
you leak out a long sigh, when you see the greeneyed monster. if you fulfill your desires you will leave us all behind you....I know why you came....and I know why you'll never stay.
lies wont wait. truth won't find you....hiding there, waiting for something to fall.
I'm bleeding out of my third eye, i stabbed myself in my karmas artery, clingging on to a feeble mind when I could acsend so easily.....I know why I stay....but who knows why I ever came....
the lyrics here are kinda abstract, I don't know if I knew what it was about when I wrote it, but I feel as if it coralates nicely to this conversation....
anyhow. I did not intend to make you question your righteousness, or your path in life.
to quote bad religeon " do what you want, do all you can, break all the fucking rules, and go to hell with superman, and die like a champion ya hey!" I just like to stir shit sometimes...and vegas sucked real bad everytime i was there...alot of asshole cops and fake ass people, just not my kinda town marnica....
have a nice day!
Timbo
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Personally, before I left, I believed the same thing, that Vegas was, "full of deceit, a place where dreams die and lives are destroyed, a place built on crushed hopes..…" a statement that I will admit was very artistic and beautifully put. However, I now believe that your reality is quite frankly what you make of it.
It doesn't matter if it is your reality in a relationship, as a construction worker, a librarian, a cashier at Burger King, or WHATEVER you do, or WHERE you do it. As long as you have the ability perceive your reality in a pleasant way, it will inevitably become something positive to you, with the exception of those who truthfully have no power over negative situations. As long as you dedicate yourself to excellence, you will most likely succeed in your personal goals, and if you don't reach your goals, in my book, as long as you did the best you could do, with the cards you where handed, you should find a sense of fulfillment in that.
You are almost always going to be doing something wrong, no matter what you do. I really wish it wasn't true, but it is. I can't believe that cashier just sold 20 hamburgers to that fat ass!. That evil construction worker BUILT that god awful casino! Where those god awful cocktail servers, bartender, dealers, and whoever else dwell, waiting to pierce your lives with evil that consumes them!!!!!! And by golly that cute old lady at the library just checked me out "How to count cards" by Olaf Vacura! Bitch!! Ahhhhhh!!
Many of us who are inhabiting Las Vegas came here for a better life, to wake up in the morning wide eyed and to see opportunity right outside of our windows and at our finger tips. Sometimes in the form of very tall buildings with flashy lights. Not to, symbolically speaking, find a demon and ask him Where can I find the pit of Hell ? Or Which Casino can I get more money for my soul at?? Or Where can I be trained in the art of lying and counterfeiting my way through life.?
Sure there is deceit here, just like anywhere else. My perception however is, that I came here for a reason. Would I raise a family here? Probably not. Why am I here? Business. Do I know how to spot evil? Yes. Am I evil? Who isn't? Am I a good person? Trying to be. Vegas is like a video game to me, and I'm like on level 3. I'm trying to get to the next level, fighting off evil doers. Trying to leap over tall buildings in shit! My favorite is driving along the strip using every profane word possible waving my fist in the air, then sitting back in my 1990 Honda Accord that I named Royal Flush (it's a girl by the way). smirking and wondering how the heck I wound up in Las Vegas……Level 2: Las Vegas Strip(Race car level). My new job is the level sort of like the level in Mario Brothers when you get out of the tunnel and all you have to do is collect coins. (Cool people will know what I'm talking about).
I have my ideas and notions on personal morals and beliefs and I believe that Las Vegas is a perfect place to test myself and see how strong I really am. "Head strong, I'll take you on….." Your dreams could die easily here, your life could shrivel in an instant. Yet, the same thing could happen to you if you continue to stay in the same place your entire life. So you can win or loose either way.
Do you know what I do with my money? Robin Hood stole from the rich and gave to the poor. Have you ever thought of this concept? Or where you thinking "God that Robin Hood was such an ASSHOLE!" Did I step off of the plane, fall into a set of breast implants, wake up from my induction, with a crack pipe in my mouth? No, that's not how shit works…. However I am really enjoying my new butt implants, and where the fuck is Cartel with my SMACK WTF?! [tapping the inside of my arm] (I'm kidding).
Las Vegas is the entertainment capitol of the world. People want to come here and have fun I agree that I may be contributing to the destruction of lives (I'm not afraid to admit you're right), but to say that, that has any correlation to my ability to be a good person is wrong. I'm doing what I have to do to survive. I'm out here by myself, without a college education at that. I may take that money, turn around, pay for college, become a scientist, find the cure for cancer, and save somebody you know one day. ( I highly doubt this scenario, but it makes your ass think doesn't it?).
I'll leave you with a really cool Ani Difranco quote,
"but that picket line persisted
and that clinic's since been closed
they keep pounding their fists on reality
hoping it will break
but I don't think there's a one of us
that leads a life free of mistakes"
Bottom line and Main point in all of this is: This question is tough because on one hand there is a question about justice (making money/survival) and on the other, there is the question about morality. Everyone is entitled to their own personal opinion, and everyone should be able to speak their voice. Who's right? Who knows (shrug)
P.S. - I love all my friends
Not the comment I expected to be dropped on Christmas Eve, but you know, it is, what it is........
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There you go! You always go farther being positive! :)
Posted by Ashley on Monday, December 29, 2008 - 1:51 PM
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well,
I had no idea that my comment on your blog would get this much response, or that after 6 years of not even seeing you my opinion would still matter to you at all. I like you answer though.....
I don't know if you remember all of those philisophical drunken conversations we used to have, but it reminds me of those times....their are lots of statements here and there that i would love to address individually but It would take far to much reading and writing so......I will quote myself from one of my newest songs.....
you leak out a long sigh, when you see the greeneyed monster. if you fulfill your desires you will leave us all behind you....I know why you came....and I know why you'll never stay.
lies wont wait. truth won't find you....hiding there, waiting for something to fall.
I'm bleeding out of my third eye, i stabbed myself in my karmas artery, clingging on to a feeble mind when I could acsend so easily.....I know why I stay....but who knows why I ever came....
the lyrics here are kinda abstract, I don't know if I knew what it was about when I wrote it, but I feel as if it coralates nicely to this conversation....
anyhow. I did not intend to make you question your righteousness, or your path in life.
to quote bad religeon " do what you want, do all you can, break all the fucking rules, and go to hell with superman, and die like a champion ya hey!" I just like to stir shit sometimes...and vegas sucked real bad everytime i was there...alot of asshole cops and fake ass people, just not my kinda town marnica....
have a nice day!
Timbo
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Saturday, January 17, 2009
SO EPIC.
Category: Writing and Poetry
SO EPIC.
I lay awake it's about six twenty four
I'm all by myself and I guess at some point you just realize you can't really take anymore.
You did what you could, and I guess it's just not enough.
You can't shake the time you shared.
You can't shake the energy exchanged.
That night, those days, those afternoons.
Nothing seems to compare.
No one really listens, No one really understands .....
except for you both..........
The only thing outsiders can seem to agree on is ......well ....... that it's time to move on.
I ramble on and on, I plead my case .... and it seems nothing makes any sense,
but in my heart all I hear is music ........ pictures of a time when things felt perfect.
It makes complete sense right?? He just didn't care ......
He just calls because he wants to continue the nightmares.....just to make sure
That he's still all you ever wanted ......
and you DID wait for him ........
but it doesn't matter if you do it right, even if it was for all the right reasons .....
There's something more ........ Something you have yet to comprehend ......yet to explore.....
Right?? That's the only thing that makes sense...... so ........
If he isn't the one for you, then really who is? ........
Why else would something you were so happy with ....... become amiss? ......
They say if he isn't the one ...... well.... there's something better anyway ....... but ......
I don't understand .....What's wrong with the choices I've already made ....
I never asked for something better ....... so .......what's going on? ...... maybe something or someone know's us or .... me better than I or anyone else knows me .... atleast ..... that's what I can only hope.........I'm trying to cope ... I'm trying to let him go ........I'm holding him by his fingertips .....crying again ..... it should be easier than this ..... I'm so sorry I am so complicated......I looked out of my window, and I saw the sunrise again .... alone I sit next to my computer, oh WEGAS .... my dear friend ..... There is something so beautiful about this...... alone..... desperation...... emotions within, how I wish I could step outside that balcony...... scramble for a lighter .....and then..... burn these feelings with an inhale of a cigarette......tap..tap...tapin' ...... ashes fall like teardrops...suckin my soul through a filter..... THEN,....I would relax into a coma, similllar to HEROIN...... I can't though..... not tonight I quit that shit anyway right?..... I must heal....rid my body of this..... atleast somewhat ..... I think I have done my body enough damage ...but back to my other addiction.... I pictured him so many times I wanted to puke .....I pictured how bad I could hurt him .....I envisioned drastic actions that would give him a better feel of my passion.... How much physical damage I would do ..... then I wondered ... would you really do it? ...... Or would you just collapse in his arms ....... so epic..... but it seems so true.
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Great blog Marnie! Very poetic. I hope you're not in as much pain as the blog reads, but if you are, you have channeled that pain into something bigger than that pain. I love the line "I'm holding him by his fingertips. . ."
Take care of yourself out there and I'm still going to respond to your Christmas blog.
Gina
Posted by Gina on Sunday, January 18, 2009 - 11:33 AM
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nicely written, I must say!
but whats this about the junk????
timbo
Posted by BURN THE MUTE on Friday, January 30, 2009 - 4:07 PM
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marnica lindsay
What's the Junk?
Posted by Lost in Las Vegas on Monday, February 09, 2009 - 6:34 AM
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SO EPIC.
Category: Writing and Poetry
SO EPIC.
I lay awake it's about six twenty four
I'm all by myself and I guess at some point you just realize you can't really take anymore.
You did what you could, and I guess it's just not enough.
You can't shake the time you shared.
You can't shake the energy exchanged.
That night, those days, those afternoons.
Nothing seems to compare.
No one really listens, No one really understands .....
except for you both..........
The only thing outsiders can seem to agree on is ......well ....... that it's time to move on.
I ramble on and on, I plead my case .... and it seems nothing makes any sense,
but in my heart all I hear is music ........ pictures of a time when things felt perfect.
It makes complete sense right?? He just didn't care ......
He just calls because he wants to continue the nightmares.....just to make sure
That he's still all you ever wanted ......
and you DID wait for him ........
but it doesn't matter if you do it right, even if it was for all the right reasons .....
There's something more ........ Something you have yet to comprehend ......yet to explore.....
Right?? That's the only thing that makes sense...... so ........
If he isn't the one for you, then really who is? ........
Why else would something you were so happy with ....... become amiss? ......
They say if he isn't the one ...... well.... there's something better anyway ....... but ......
I don't understand .....What's wrong with the choices I've already made ....
I never asked for something better ....... so .......what's going on? ...... maybe something or someone know's us or .... me better than I or anyone else knows me .... atleast ..... that's what I can only hope.........I'm trying to cope ... I'm trying to let him go ........I'm holding him by his fingertips .....crying again ..... it should be easier than this ..... I'm so sorry I am so complicated......I looked out of my window, and I saw the sunrise again .... alone I sit next to my computer, oh WEGAS .... my dear friend ..... There is something so beautiful about this...... alone..... desperation...... emotions within, how I wish I could step outside that balcony...... scramble for a lighter .....and then..... burn these feelings with an inhale of a cigarette......tap..tap...tapin' ...... ashes fall like teardrops...suckin my soul through a filter..... THEN,....I would relax into a coma, similllar to HEROIN...... I can't though..... not tonight I quit that shit anyway right?..... I must heal....rid my body of this..... atleast somewhat ..... I think I have done my body enough damage ...but back to my other addiction.... I pictured him so many times I wanted to puke .....I pictured how bad I could hurt him .....I envisioned drastic actions that would give him a better feel of my passion.... How much physical damage I would do ..... then I wondered ... would you really do it? ...... Or would you just collapse in his arms ....... so epic..... but it seems so true.
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Great blog Marnie! Very poetic. I hope you're not in as much pain as the blog reads, but if you are, you have channeled that pain into something bigger than that pain. I love the line "I'm holding him by his fingertips. . ."
Take care of yourself out there and I'm still going to respond to your Christmas blog.
Gina
Posted by Gina on Sunday, January 18, 2009 - 11:33 AM
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nicely written, I must say!
but whats this about the junk????
timbo
Posted by BURN THE MUTE on Friday, January 30, 2009 - 4:07 PM
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marnica lindsay
What's the Junk?
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THIS IS THE END OF MY BLOG FROM MY SPACE. THAT TOOK A WHILE. GLAD IT'S OVER. MOSTLY, GLAD TO HAVE MY BLOG ALL IN ONE PLACE. =)
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