Erik the Rehd

How I got my Social Security card

Tue, 04 Aug 2009 17:39:10 GMT

When I was a kid my mom had to get a replacement card for me, that was easy, what being a minor and all, I didn't have to do anything.

Recently, with only my current California ID I walked into a Social Security office here in Pittsburgh and walked out with my SS card coming in the mail in 7 days.

I also happened to need my birth certificate. It's not as easy to get out of state, but all it took was a visit on the internet to pay for it, then a visit to Kinkos to print the paper I needed to fill out, get it signed by a notary, which Kinkos has, and fax. It's in the mail to me the next day.

Now if only getting a replacement ID was easier...

I had lost mine about a year ago and was without it for about 4 monthes. I took about 6 airplane trips before I decided to finally get back in CA and get one, which was as easy. I happened to get it with Jasen who happily joined me on that 8am journey to the DMV. What a pal.

You'd think getting through all these damn bureaucracies would be more difficult but I have a feeling they want to deal with customers even less than customers want to deal with them, that is, for easy shit like this.

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Fri, 26 Sep 2008 17:30:43 GMT

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Sun, 21 Sep 2008 05:23:13 GMT

Once upon a time I used to be obsessed with a girl named Tanya.

Once upon a time I used to be friends with a guy with Harout.

I used to be a fucking idiot, disgusting child, and over-all disagreeable.

Do yourself a favor. Never read my old entries. I want to burn them but I don't want to ruin my computer. Do I keep them as a constant reminder of what a terror I was? No... I think not. That kind of bullshit isn't worth holding onto.

Goodbye, past, will you always be remembered as being made of poop.

We don't use 10% of our brain

Sat, 16 Feb 2008 09:10:20 GMT

Oh, some article about it

And another

Priorities.

Mon, 04 Feb 2008 03:58:01 GMT

TRAINS

Wed, 23 Jan 2008 08:16:33 GMT

People up north love the cheese.

oh..

Mon, 14 Jan 2008 18:19:50 GMT

Goodbye, Dank. Goodbye, Egg. You where cool at one point. And no, I won't assault.

Insatiable! Debaticrawl.

Wed, 02 Jan 2008 23:05:17 GMT

Staying on the east coast. Coming back for a visit.

Good job, good everything else here (for now). Why throw it away?

It is a shame

Mon, 10 Dec 2007 09:27:56 GMT

that I cannot type how drunk I am to people no matter where I type it. It would seem that this place, Livejournal that is, is the only place that I can write this. I'm sure I could scream. I'm sure I could dance. I'm sure I could sing. But this is the only place, the only place that people do not read that I can say with such pride: I am Drunk. I am intoxicated. I cannot end this on any note but when I re-read this I'm sure I'll laugh. Yippie.

why no leave house

Thu, 22 Nov 2007 09:10:47 GMT

So I'm gunna hang out with that cool dude and eat his food. There's this rad girl there too but she can't leave house. She is reading this now but I think it'd be weird to say, "Hey you girl listen up and just go," but somehow I don't think it'll work.

Listen, just come, ok!

I'll be in CA late january.

So long dental plan

Sun, 16 Sep 2007 08:01:17 GMT

Moving to Washington D.C. for school. Wow I'm so cool.

OH HI

Tue, 29 May 2007 08:55:27 GMT

So anyway I'm almost done with school. January I'll be coming home. Yay for me.

OH hello

Fri, 18 May 2007 08:33:49 GMT

So I started dating this girl. About two monthes later she dumped me.

So then I started dating another girl two weeks later. The first girl got really mad!

Hey, that's what happens when you get dumped for being "too outgoing."

=o

Mon, 16 Apr 2007 08:40:15 GMT

LIFE: SO FAR SO GOOD, RITE?

Personal issues and vague descriptions of "what's up" aside, I feel pretty good. You'd really have to dig deep to get past those personal issues and vague descriptions though, fucking bullshit if you ask me.

I'll tell you I'm enjoying not having a job and finding a large check in the mail. I'm enjoying legally drinking in social settings. I'm enjoying dating rather than fucking. I can't say I don't miss the latter, but fuck it, this is fun too. I'm enjoying making bread. I'm enjoying showtunes. I'm enjoying a lot of things, I'm also not enjoying a lot of things :)

OH YEAH

Thu, 05 Apr 2007 09:25:11 GMT

HAHA!

Well I can now say I broke up with someone on valentines day. Was it worth it? No. I felt horrible, but it was innevitable.

Anyway in february this new girl moved into to town (conveniently).

I'm jolly now that i'm jobless.

Good times good times good times good times. I think i'll buy an xbox360, since ps3 is pretty worthless for now, although I'm not TOO sure about the purchase since games are fucking SIXTY DOLLARS (a flat rate for all new gen games appearantly). Fuck today, let's jump one year in the future and pretend i'm done with school, have a decent job, and fucking less expensive bullshit.

Hello everyone

Sat, 03 Mar 2007 07:43:33 GMT

Hi.

Today I got in trouble at work.

Of THREE dishwashers, who cover all seven days and each of the seventeen hours each of those days that we are open without ever working at the same time, I have been told by the Head Chef, Sous Chef, several of the normal managers, and my coworkers that I do my job quite well.

Today I was told what my job was. I was told this because my team leader, not exec. chef, just the manager of everybody, was not sure I understood this. I can't say I was told this on good terms. Also, I might mention, I do other things aside from dishes, usually cleaning obscure objects, such as the carts people use to push food around on, garbage cans, I also do the rotiserie chickens, which are a pain the ass. A reasonable amount of time is wasted doing non-dish work, my title is "Utility" after all.

With that, circumstance makes it impossible to leave my work with an empty dishroom. I leave at 2:30pm so I can be at school ON TIME, which is a higher priority. All of the cooks dump their dishes off between 2 and 2:30 because they're trying to get out of there. Now, I'm not talking just a few dishes, they leave some serious dishes.

There is almost always another dishwasher who shows up at 2:30 as well, so that's not to say that I'm leaving the dishes for a non-dishwasher to do, I'm tag-teaming you could say.

Anyway I was really upset by all this. Nothing I can do about this and I'm getting reamed in the ass about it from somebody who obviously has no clue what's going on in the dishroom during the time that I'm there, only after I leave. It's a constantly flowing room, expecting it empty mid-day, especially right after lunch, is ridiculous.

All I can say: riciculous.

BEEN A LONG TIME COMING

Tue, 16 Jan 2007 11:32:14 GMT

So my dear LJ readers, all 0 of you, how you be? how you be?

THINGS ARE GREAT here in Oregon, and when I say great, I mean it's like I'm living with a great big giant smile that masks the deep and unforgiving self that I am! That sounds pretty deep, which is exactly what I just said I was.

Honestly though, being here is like living a different person's life. Doing anything actually feels that way. I'm dating someone. I don't like talking about it. I'm not ashamed but I am shy. I'm not exactly romantic, I try to be exciting and full of sexual prowess, but at the end of the day I'm not sure what I want.

I could write forever and come to no conclusions or spelling awards. This is pretty ridiculous.

What else; I miss old people. I think about all the people I've been close to and I miss some of them. Just the recent ones, actually. Within two years, just out of the high-school era. When I say close I don't meen people I dated, I mean all my pals. I miss em.

I made friends here, which is cool. We hang out and stuff.

I'll settle down in California when the time comes, must see the things to see first. I'm not sure what I want. I need to be less numb somehow, but I can't stop thinking and thinking when I should be doing.

well that ends that, I hope you enjoyed this small insight to my current state of affairs.

I like how

Fri, 10 Nov 2006 09:26:05 GMT

Life is like a giant ball of I dont know and god dammit.

Eh, eh, eh. Life is good. Friends and stuff. Yeah.

yes

Mon, 16 Oct 2006 20:42:07 GMT

I had this dream and Sarah and Jasen where in it.

For some reason people where using the time machine from Back to the Future, not sure if it has to do with the dream. I was in either a huge 7/11 that was clean and had ailes that where about 4 foot tall, as well as being a stadium shape, OR it was a stadium with 7/11-like properties.

Anyway, I go to use the bathroom, the men's bathroom, and Sarah walks out. This doesn't seem odd since I gotta goto the bathroom.

Then I go in, I dunno what I'm doing but it isnt using the bathroom, and Sarah walks in, and with a half sarcastic way I tell her "You know this is the guys restroom."

She ignores me and introduces me to two girls, whome I never seen before and just like that they disapeared, because appeareantly her extended family walks in who are all formal southern types. The leader of this pack, some woman starts saying "Ok, we gotta go we gotta go" and there's about 10 of them in the bathroom.

As we where all exiting the bathroom I see Jasen trailing behind, going along with the formality but not really into it, but he's still going to a place he wasn't sure about either, because I asked where he was going.

Then we're on someone's back porch and the three of us are discussing how those southeners where weird people.

It was a weird dream.

This pic makes me laugh

Thu, 12 Oct 2006 21:43:13 GMT

Now you'd think myspace is bad, and it is pretty cheezy, looking at some 14 year olds that use it, but then again ANY 14 y/o using the internet is either sad or funny but usually both, so is this myspace's fault?

Anyway your all fucked is what I'm getting at.

Also what's funny is when someone mentions myspace they're quick to say they don't have one and wouldnt ever get one, oh not because it's popular, I just don't see why its so popular.

Such bullshit. :)

HAHA!

Mon, 09 Oct 2006 01:50:05 GMT

Ok pretend this is you.

You're living with an old boyfriend/girlfriend who dumped YOU for being more or less the huegest slacker and most annoying person in the world.

You're also broke cause you spent all your inneratance from both your mother and step-father, which was enough money to buy a whole lot of SHIT.

You also can't hold a job for more than a week without getting sick or wanting to quit.

Now, you where kicked out of the house of your ex cause that's what happens when you break up, but because of the previously stated reasons you can't support yourself, so your ex who is infinitely generous and somewhat soft lets you back in.

WHAT DO YOU DO!?

A) Act like an asshole 24/7, taking all things for granted because you know your ex is too nice to just kick you out, especially when you do the sad pouty face and start accusing your ex of things, putting the guilt on the ex.

B) Eat junk food all day, continue to not be able to have a job or just not work at all, keep your dogs in crates all day or pamper them so much when company comes over they make noises that sound like a dog being skinned alive.

C) You act smarmy all the fucking time, pretend you know about everything, think you have good taste in entertainment, which of course includes the sci-fi channel, home of such great programing as "Who Wants to be a Super Hero?"

D) Sleep all day, sleep all night, then complain that you never go out. And when you do go out demand to go home immediately after you're desires have been met because you're "sick" all of a sudden.

E) Let your pets piss and shit all over the house because you don't take proper care of them. Keeping them in a crate all day seems like a good idea to you, and walking them only means letting them pee then taking them strait home into their crates or letting them finish up on the kitchen floor.

Tough choice, I'd say all of em, then you'd be a genuinely disgusting person. Add also one annoying, whiney voice.

OK MAYBE SOME REAL WORDS

Wed, 04 Oct 2006 09:31:31 GMT

kno rele onez 4 u!!

K maybe some here. Going to Western Culinary Institute. Fucking expensive 15 month program to get an Assosciates degree in cooking with Cord En Bleu, which isnt the real spelling :)

Cool thing there's an externship program, so maybe I'll go to the east coast <3 where all the mmorpg losers live (who dont even read this, cept one, but she dont even play xi even more, what kind of fag, srysly wwww)

No, but East Coast would be great to be, and all paid for by the school, but thats one year away.

Aside from that I get to wear a ridiculous hat all the time and really hot clothing, really it is very very warm inside that jacket.

Hi I'm post more wordS

Tue, 26 Sep 2006 22:51:43 GMT

Here are some more words for you!

Sun, 17 Sep 2006 19:49:38 GMT

You know, at my age everything turns me on. When I'm whacking off a million images rush through my mind, from obese women to muscular midgets, its all in there. So what really turns me on, seriously, probobly everthing taboo.

But what makes me happy? AHA, now there's the important thing. Unlike everyone else in the world I don't stare at what turns me on, I stare at what makes me happy, and that's normal looking people, normal having a wide range, nothing extreme I should say. I think anything taboo in my real life would just be too much, it doesnt turn me on after I've orgasm'd, it grosses me out at that point. I could list all the reasons why I'm horrible to be with, but I'll let you all keep your pity and disgust to yourselves.

It's all just very strange, I do say.

niggas with guns

Tue, 12 Sep 2006 09:40:40 GMT

Lot of people came to my house, but they all left when adam puked >:o then only the cool people where left.

Anyway lot of drunk people.