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18 July 2004 18:47CLEANING:
I seem to accumulate piles of stuff around the edges of rooms. I'm working on banishing that, though.
Found where I'd hidden all my old-ass posters and some of the artwork I have. Put the cool piece of art that Steve Archer gave me a while back up over the door to my room; I also put out a painting of Timothy's, and I'm contemplating where to hangthe rest of the pieces of his that I have. All my toys and my framed photos of people now live on a cheap-ass shelf thing I bought from CVS - thank goodness that the one at Barracks Road starts to stock dorm-type stuff early in the season, so I can get the organizing crap that I need.
THE DAWNING:
It was weird to not have to work last night.
There were a LOT of new faces there, as well as a bunch of the wonderful regulars. People remarked that the vibe was off last night; I chalk that up to lots of new people and a slightly manic air to everything. Lots of drunkeness, lots of mini-drama, lots of weird. Oh. Another thing I noticed last night - a LOT of rudeness, and a good deal of it inexcusable by most standards. What was up with that, people? It is totally not appropriate to interrupt someone's conversation to talk about your own unrelated circumstances, nor is it acceptable to snap at someone who is just asking for the time.
GOTH MOM PSA:
There is a certain activity that was a big factor in the loss of our last venue that is coming back in vogue. I'm not naming names or pointing fingers yet, but IF I CATCH YOU DRINKING and YOU ARE UNDERAGE, I don't care WHOSE ass you kissed at the bar to get the drink, I'm going to rase a stink about it. If I find out that you're going outside to drink, I will ASK THE MANAGEMENT to keep ALL UNDER-21 FOLK INSIDE. If you make us lose this space, I will make sure that everyone knows you are to blame.
That's my last time being nice about it. Don't fuck things up for everyone else. And trust me, I'm not naming names now, but I KNOW WHO YOU ARE. You're not fooling anyone, dumbass. Drink at home, or someplace else.
Back to my regularly scheduled cleaning. Blah.
I seem to accumulate piles of stuff around the edges of rooms. I'm working on banishing that, though.
Found where I'd hidden all my old-ass posters and some of the artwork I have. Put the cool piece of art that Steve Archer gave me a while back up over the door to my room; I also put out a painting of Timothy's, and I'm contemplating where to hangthe rest of the pieces of his that I have. All my toys and my framed photos of people now live on a cheap-ass shelf thing I bought from CVS - thank goodness that the one at Barracks Road starts to stock dorm-type stuff early in the season, so I can get the organizing crap that I need.
THE DAWNING:
It was weird to not have to work last night.
There were a LOT of new faces there, as well as a bunch of the wonderful regulars. People remarked that the vibe was off last night; I chalk that up to lots of new people and a slightly manic air to everything. Lots of drunkeness, lots of mini-drama, lots of weird. Oh. Another thing I noticed last night - a LOT of rudeness, and a good deal of it inexcusable by most standards. What was up with that, people? It is totally not appropriate to interrupt someone's conversation to talk about your own unrelated circumstances, nor is it acceptable to snap at someone who is just asking for the time.
GOTH MOM PSA:
There is a certain activity that was a big factor in the loss of our last venue that is coming back in vogue. I'm not naming names or pointing fingers yet, but IF I CATCH YOU DRINKING and YOU ARE UNDERAGE, I don't care WHOSE ass you kissed at the bar to get the drink, I'm going to rase a stink about it. If I find out that you're going outside to drink, I will ASK THE MANAGEMENT to keep ALL UNDER-21 FOLK INSIDE. If you make us lose this space, I will make sure that everyone knows you are to blame.
That's my last time being nice about it. Don't fuck things up for everyone else. And trust me, I'm not naming names now, but I KNOW WHO YOU ARE. You're not fooling anyone, dumbass. Drink at home, or someplace else.
Back to my regularly scheduled cleaning. Blah.
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2004-07-18 23:04 (UTC)Happy Cleaning!
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2004-07-18 23:26 (UTC)no subject
2004-07-18 23:49 (UTC):(
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2004-07-19 00:08 (UTC)no subject
2004-07-19 00:21 (UTC)..and about the snapping at people who are just asking for the time..
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2004-07-19 01:32 (UTC)no subject
2004-07-19 04:18 (UTC)And I agree as well with the underage drinking. I basically told a friend of mine that if I caught wind of it again, GAME OVER. We barely got this venue. . . one more round of getting kicked out'll pretty much KILL the scene. . .
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2004-07-19 04:23 (UTC)