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| Sunday, June 7th, 2009 | | 12:44 pm |
Do y'all Twitter? Coz if ya do, and you feel strongly enough about knowing where I am doing awesome things, here you go. Current Mood:  recumbentCurrent Music: Genesis, "Land Of Confusion" | | Wednesday, May 27th, 2009 | | 11:53 pm |
Just wanted t' say, Emily and I are living in the new place. It mostly rocks. Stove still needs fixing. Also the "guest bedroom" is still full of things, but that's my own fault. Not much else besides that. I am happy. Terminator: Salvation was pretty okay. Todd Barry is a hilarious man. Bananas are tasty. Current Mood:  happyCurrent Music: Moistboyz, "Fuck You" | | Sunday, March 22nd, 2009 | | 12:25 pm |
Emily and I found a place. I'm pretty excited about it. We're gonna enjoy the Hell out of it. Lease signing is today. Moving in happens some time next month, most likely. Current Mood:  calmCurrent Music: just some bullshit at Fuel Cafe | | Thursday, March 12th, 2009 | | 10:16 pm |
| | Monday, February 23rd, 2009 | | 8:09 pm |
LaLALAlaLAAAAlaaa... LaLAAAALAAAAlalalaaa...
I'm okay now. My old car is gone. Thanks to some very helpful people, I now have a 2001 Prizm. I'm liking it a lot. Let's seeeeeeee, what else? Emily and I are slated to move into a place in May. Kinda daunting. But I know it will be fine. Been hooked on Animal Crossing: City Folk. This is a vital addiction I have, as it keeps me from spending money on frivolities. Who would've thought? Lawsuit money is still trickling in. It'll be done in a few months. Atomic Records is going under. It's really sad. Records stores really ARE becoming a thing of the past. But you know what? I'm not going to stop buying music from a tangible source until such places no longer exist. By the looks of it, that's where we're headed. Cripes. I already outfitted Emily with an mp3 player on her birthday. I'm not really bragging. I'm underlining the importance of the realization I made, I guess. Watchmen is gonna be so... BITCHIN'! It hits theaters on the day after my birthday. So guess "who watches the Watchmen," lol? More later. I'm busy. Current Mood: just fineCurrent Music: watching The Dark Knight | | Tuesday, December 16th, 2008 | | 7:15 pm |
I'm never not gonna have problems with my car. So sad. Every time I think I'm doing so-so with money, another repair is needed. It's absolutely hopeless. This thing is burying me alive. Current Mood: despondentCurrent Music: X-Cops, "Welcome To New Jersey" | | Tuesday, November 4th, 2008 | | 10:04 pm |
WE WONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!! | | Wednesday, October 29th, 2008 | | 4:38 pm |
Or maybe it's lupus.
Okay. I've been watching House M.D. for about a year and a half now. It was a program that really piqued my interest for a few reasons. The characters are great, the writing is fantastic, and the element of suspense really draws me in, I guess. As far as I'm concerned, they made a good show even better when they brought in Kal Penn. Now I feel as if the show may be approaching the end of its useful life to me and others. In short, I'm calling right here and now that the show will jump the shark by the end of this season. Here's my prediction: Cuddy is gonna have a baby, thus beginning the steady decline of everything that makes House so awesome. Now it's quite possible that I could be dead wrong on all of this. It's also possible, being that Bryan Singer is largely responsible for producing House, that there will be a gigantic plot twist and Cuddy won't have a baby due to some other tragic shit. For now, though, I am remaining skeptical. Because with any luck, the aforementioned plot twist will happen after the baby is born, which means they'd still jump the shark. In the unfortunate event of a shark being jumped, will I keep watching? Will House still be able to hack it, or will it become tripe? Will I have a show to fall back on, such as Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles? Forget the election. THESE are the issues that really matter. In other TV news (and don't tell anyone that I said this), if American Gladiators comes back for another season, I may stop watching that, too. Current Mood: miffed | | Monday, September 29th, 2008 | | 11:28 pm |
"Become wrath..."
So some assholes with whom I work told me that Barack Obama is a Muslim who hates America. Now, let's pretend for a moment that those statements are true, and that none of that was taken into consideration before his nomination by the DNC and ask the following... Even if he is a follower of Islam, why does that matter?Seriously, now. What is everyone's obsession with automatically discrediting religions that aren't their own? Does that give me the right to complain that we don't have a big-ticket atheist nominee? There's no cause to believe that a US president, no matter his religion, would make a Christian majority such as America into a regime that is foreign to even itself. At this point, who doesn't hate America?This is a question asked by me strictly out of rage. It's like when David Cross says he hates (America's) freedom because it allows things like electric scissors to be profitable or people like Paris Hilton and Nicole Ritchie to be successful. I HATE OUR FREEDOM, TOO. I hate the fact that the ignorant fuckos that I work with are allowed freedom of speech. I hate it because I fear that they are in the majority around here. They are the ones whose voices are going to be heard. It's not fair. Is this how you want America to be represented? The worst part of this is that I don't feel like we have anything to gain even if I disproved them. They will still vote for McCain before they have sufficient facts. Boy, do I ever wanna leave with Emily and live somewhere in Canada. I can't go to Canada anymore, though. It seems that a DUI offense will bar you from that particular country. I really shot myself in the foot that way, didn't I? Well, fuck... Current Mood:  gloomyCurrent Music: James Kochalka Superstar, "Let's Go Steady" | | Monday, September 22nd, 2008 | | 7:23 pm |
Emily and I are engaged. We've talked in the past about being together for life, but not marrying. About a month ago, though, we talked marriage. Why would that not appeal to me? I mean really. We belong together. That's that. Giving her the ring on the 13th just seemed like the most natural thing. Both of our families have been informed, and there's nothing but optimism on both sides. All of this is quite exciting, as you may well imagine. So yeah. FKN PARTY! Current Mood:  jubilant | | Wednesday, August 13th, 2008 | | 3:39 pm |
Over the weekend I got a Zune. It truly is the end of an era. Current Mood: geeky | | Thursday, August 7th, 2008 | | 9:43 pm |
My eye is feeling a lot better. The diagnosis was indeed iritis, so I got prescribed some dilating thing and topical steroids. In case you didn't know, it's not so fun to instill (Cyclogyl) dilating drops. It IS fun to only have them needed in one eye so then you can freak out your friends with your one big pupil. Ha. Anyway, we noticed a little lump in my iris. Supposedly it's just a little excess pigment. The doctor wanted me to come in today so we could see about getting rid of it. He can't. Ah well. It seemed like he was getting a little OCD about it. I mean from what it sounded like, the getting-rid-of-the-lump agenda didn't sound like a "have to" thing in the frist place. But whatever. I go back on Tuesday just to see how I'm doing. Cyanotic will be playing a show at Club Anything next Friday. I saw them there once before quite recently. To anyone that is of age and in the area, I strongly urge you to see these very talented fellows do what they do best. I will try to be there in my best sneer and orange Nikes. Current Mood:  satisfiedCurrent Music: Does It Offend You, Yeah?, "Doomed Now" | | Monday, July 28th, 2008 | | 9:32 pm |
My eye is all fucked up. It has been since the first of the month. That day I woke up with gouging pain from looking toward light sources. It was all red and dischargey, too. I went to the doctor for it, and was prescribed antibiotic eye drops. They worked, but now I apparently need to stay on them or else the symptoms flare up again. So on Thursday I'm going to an ophthamologist to see what else can be done to my wallet for my eye. This really sucks. Ever since I received my stimulus payment, I was planning on saving my money for once. Now it looks like something in that vein is not to be. Is it really true that I CAN'T HAVE NICE THINGS? I ask this because not only do I have to throw my money at this shit, but my car's blower motor is also on the blink. Do you know how hot it's been in the Milwaukee area? Now imagine that multiplied (or what have you) by a car interior that's been in the sun for a while. It's like jumping into a pool of ground beef. In lieu of the blower motor, I now have one of those fans that you clip to the visor. Kinda like what you would see a school bus equipped with. The entire situation is asinine. I will always maintain, though, that if this is the worst that it's going to get right now, then I'm still sitting pretty. Current Mood:  indifferentCurrent Music: Kevorkian Death Cycle, "Sleeping Age" | | Wednesday, July 23rd, 2008 | | 10:10 pm |
All right. It's been a long time since my thoughts and writings haven't been partially monopolized by tales of litigation. So for now I'm ready to put that all aside and write about other minutiae that I couldn't write about before because I was sad. So a lot of you who have read my LJ since its inception may remember that I quit smoking at least three times, but could never make it stick. Well, guess what? I quit smoking again around the end of May. Before that, I'd cut way down anyway because there's a smoking ban at my place of employment. As a result, almost every cigarette I consumed felt like the first one I ever had; they me feel sick to my stomach, gave me a feeling of dysphoria accompanied by dizziness, and so on. For quite some time I had told myself that I would quit smoking once I stop enjoying it. So I did. It wasn't that easy, but I just kept reminding myself that riding the wave of a nicotine fit beats the Hell out of how smoking had made me feel. Also, it kinda gave me license to be pissed off. Had to feel righteous for once. I don't feel like I overdid it, though. Saw the following in the theater so far this summer... - Harold And Kumar Escape From Guantanamo Bay
- Indiana Jones And The Kingdom Of The Crystal Skull
- Speed Racer
- Dark Knight
They were all good. Dark Knight tops all of them. Speed Racer was beautiful in a way that only a story about a boy and his car could be. These movies both fall into a category affectionately known as the "holy shit" category. Well, I'm gonna hang it up for now. Stay tuned for more overdue entries where I talk about things that happened months ago as if they happened yesterday. Seriously, brace yourself. Coz I'm gonna do it. MmmBuhbye. Current Mood: placidCurrent Music: Anthrax, "Imitation Of Life" | | Tuesday, July 15th, 2008 | | 2:27 pm |
Court is finished. I won. Current Mood: goodCurrent Music: Rx, "Reuptake" | | Thursday, March 6th, 2008 | | 7:18 pm |
Savior breath
Everything in this reality is seemingly starting to unravel. Totally radical, I know. Whoever is here with me in Wisconsin doesn't even need little ol' me to make one of those "Hey-how-about-this-focking-weather-and-w hen-oh-when-will-it-end" posts/comments/quips/japes. I will acknowledge that winter was ridiculous. You won't catch me complaining about it, though. I promise. Small claims court madness was embarked upon last Friday. I feel like I'd've been better off not attending. Check this out: The girl I'm suing wanted to see my car, and was convinced that that was the best way that she could get an estimate for what she owes. The person she was going to consult for this estimate was a friend. But wait, isn't that what's known as "conflict of interest"? Not only that, but wasn't it established in our previous "legal jam session" that the title to my car was transferred to the yard that towed it in the first place? Okay. So what if she had nigh on seven weeks to deduce a figure some other way? She just couldn't do it. Because she's a stupid CUNT. Case in point: Because she ran into my car, and I'm suing her over it, she was led to believe that she was entitled to my car and title. She claimed that a lawyer gave her this (mis)information. I wonder if this conclusion was drawn while eating brownies or while tasting small pieces of funny-looking paper. While I was semi-glad that the court commisioner seemed a sufficiently indifferent third party, I was nonetheless extremely displeased when she decided to MOVE THIS TO TRIAL. I mean, COME ON. Is this really necessary?! The easy answer would be "No". Over the next several months, I'm going to try to convince Little Miss Inconvenience-Doler-Outer that she doesn't want to do this, and that I will settle this out of court if she'd just stop idiotically running into people on the freeway and listen for once. However I don't have much hope riding on this going in my favor, and I'll probably go to trial and be super-pissed that I'm not spending July 15th doing random summer things. Fuck it. There's nothing more to say about this travesty than "Fuck it". Yesterday was my 27th birthday. Emalee made it quite enjoyable. Third time she made my birthday. She makes me so happy all the time. I really don't know what I do to deserve all of that, but she's glad to remind me. That's a great thing for a guy like me to have. One last thing... I'm really sorry to everybody. I've been really despicable about keeping in touch. It's always been that way for me, but I'm gonna try to be better at it. It will be a two-way street, though. Now I eat. Current Mood: incredulousCurrent Music: X-Marks The Pedwalk, "Abbatoir" | | Wednesday, February 27th, 2008 | | 11:27 pm |
Current Mood: awakeCurrent Music: GWAR, "Ham On The Bone" | | Monday, February 25th, 2008 | | 6:22 pm |
| | Sunday, February 3rd, 2008 | | 10:37 am |
Hey, guess what? Now that I've had my car for more than a few weeks, I no longer like it anymore. It WAS good to have around since it got me places, but now it's just a huge hassle to have around. I don't think it's going to last through the payments I need to make on it. Here's what's been going on... - Battery died
- Apparently burning coolant
- Tire blew out on the freeway
- Speedometer acting up
- Seriously wondering what the fuck's next to go
I wish I never bought this thing. There's nothing I'd like more than for the sellers of this vehicle to wind up shilling pull carts in Siberia. Current Mood: furious | | Thursday, January 17th, 2008 | | 8:52 pm |
Just for a change of pace, I relegated posts that would've potentially been LJ posts to my MySpace page. I stopped doing that now because my words are so intense that MySpace can't even keep them on the screen. Then I have nothing to show for the half hour that I just spent typing shit. So now I'm back here because LJ is trustworthy enough.
Here's a semblance of what was written before my words got pulled into Sub-Space:So I went to court on Monday. There was a lot of waiting involved. Many people waited. During this period of time, everyone was treated to an eyeful of g-string that was carefully hanging four inches above some hooker's pants. Even though I "invited" the bimbo who drove up my ass AND the rocket scientist that provided her with her implement of destruction, only the driver showed up. She didn't know that I was there, and was convinced that I wasn't going to be there. Wanna know how I know that? Because I was sitting RIGHT BEHIND HER when she said it. That's right. She didn't recognize me AT ALL. I must've looked infinitely different without an ice pack over my eye. She must think that Clark Kent and Superman are two different people, too, right? Anyway, our names were called, and we went to a side room after presenting some paperwork. At this point, the defendent displayed a type of utter ineptitude that was hitherto unknown to me. I didn't know that civil proceedings could be so difficult for somebody. Then again, what do know? Perhaps she was preparing some airtight defense when she was saying that she didn't think that my car was worth the amount that I was demanding, and when asked why she thought that, she replied, "I just don't." Oh my God. So now the case is adjourned until February 29 so that she can run around and find a quote that she thinks is more accurate, which isn't going to happen. You see, she stated that she thought my car was worth a little more than half of what the estimate is. I just checked Kelley's Blue Book yesterday, and it actually gave me a quote that is higher than what I'm asking. And what other source is she going to look at if/when she does this? It feels like I'm letting her shop for what car she hit. Although nothing about this seems fair to me, I know that eventually I'm going to come out on top with this fucker. That is all. Current Mood:  discontentCurrent Music: CAUSTIC, "Faceplant" |
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