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| 04:29pm 12/08/2008 |
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i don't update as much as i should, but something specific has been on my mind and i feel i need to objectify the situation.
ok bernie mac was a pretty good guy. he wasn't really funny, and often i'd say "i hate bernie mac", but then all of a sudden he died. this was shocking, because even though he may have not be too funny or talented, he was a seemingly invincible icon of black entertainment. "bad santa" was a good movie. i will sincerely miss his living amongst us. na zdorov'e.
it's kind of easy to picture him dead. imagine just finding his corpse. i would flip.
but at least it was him instead of someone like, say... oh i dunno... Isaac Hayes?? Fuck that. Fuck that right in the face. That stinks on ice. Isaac Hayes was a massive pillar of love-making soul music, with songs that appeared in many Disney/Pixar movies like "Hold On I'm Coming". He was amazing in "I'm Gonna Git You Sucka" and most importantly he was the voice of chef. Though he was a SCIENTOLOGIST FREAK, i loved him. Roast!
one of the original ballas. too bad that he got the SHAFT.
and just when i the wounds begin to heal, MORGAN FREEMAN goes and GETS IN A CAR CRASH and is in CRITICAL CONITION!!!! FUCK. how did this happen?? WHY WAS HE NOT SAFE?? FUCVK. you fucking bastards. WTF DID YOU DO TO MORGAN??? I want the guys name, his address, his wife's name, his dog's name. This shit will not stand. I want the best doctors and the hottest nurses. We can rebuild him like jax, can't we?? ....can't we???
on dogs, i love parmesean pasta-roni. that shit is delicious. but if i would give it up for morgan freeman in a heartbeat.
a world without these guys is a very real future. Just be ready. Things are gonna get real bad real quick, as we lose more and more of these key black people and the world turns more into a vast, filthy prison. Drink up.
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| yoshi's story |
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| 10:37am 14/07/2008 |
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lol my work is so funny. it's like i'm playing a live-action game of asshole every day and i'm the asshole. Bottom of the barrel. I'm just there to get shit apon. But even if they are calling the shots, i'm the one who deals the cards, bitch.
It's a fucked up hierarchy of caddy women who want to make anybody around them feel as miserable as they are. If they are having a bad day, they want you to have a bad day of athe same calibur. Say the wrong thing and they'll be talking about it. They know how to fuck with people's heads. They don't even fire people, they kinda just drive them out. There's no equality there and the main rule is COVER YOUR ASS. That was one of the first things Michelle (the other dialysis assistant) told me when i started. I didn't understand at first the severity of what she was saying. Now i know why she keeps to herself and shes so pissed off all the time.
But this is a challenge for me. Ive never been good at holding back my aggression toward those who condescend (police, teachers, etc...). My mother works for corporate now. Boy, were they pissed to hear that. That's probably the reason why they're currently hating on me. Don't get it twisted though, a good half of them i absolutely LOVE. But the rest of them... it's hard to love them when you know they are talking shit. Even though i complain, i fit right in. I just have to involve myself with them a lot less.
..but back to my life. THE TEGU IS HERE!!! that's right folks, the next 10-12 years of my life will be dedicated to taking care of a giant lizard. here are some glamor shots. His name is Yoshi BTW. If you are unfamiliar with Tegus, do some reasearch. Pretty sure they are the only "dog-tame" reptiles on the market. When you watch this video, you'll get one too! ESPECIALLY JAY MELLO!!!
^Yoshi diffusing a bomb in my room. thank god he was there.
Get one!!!! They come in a variety of colors! and it beats the shit out of your hamster! sucka!
So that would make it two snakes and a tegu. Or, as a herpetologist would put it:
Ball Python 1.0.0
Corn Snake 0.0.1
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| i breaks em off |
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| 07:42pm 10/04/2008 |
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i don't understand relationships. when i say this, i don't say it in a sorry tone. i simply don't understand the concept. i'm sure most of you are in a relationship. i just ended mine. she acted like it's the end of the world. i'm not going anywhere. i'm not changing. yet, i am to be exiled, most likely. relationship people are like that. if i can't offer myself as a sacrifice to the gods of relationships, then i'm as good as dirt. it's stupid. if i can't be a lover, then i can't be a friend either... fuckin stupid.
i just got call of duty 4 and im already better at it than i am at relationships. if anybody can give me some tips, that would be cool. |
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| asshole: bad ending |
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| 09:57am 31/03/2008 |
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Yey! Everything goes wrong! I shouldn't be allowed to talk to girls. I should be ignored/banned. I should be a freakin' eunuch and cut my penis off. Then i'll have a great excuse for not wanting to get involved with women. and wtf was i thinking, getting involved with an older, smarter and well-off girl? She's a dater. She likes to date. She likes to have a boyfriend. She likes to have a reliable other, that can be there for her and who can be responsible and take care of her. I've never been any of these things. Ask anybody. Hell, chances are you don't even need to ask anybody because you've experienced this firsthand.
It always ends with me being an asshole. But this time it's different. It's like Bubble Bobble... there's a good ending and a bad ending. But i'm not a cute, bubble-blowing dinosaur, i'm an immature asshole. So i always ending being an asshole (good ending) or an asshole (bad ending). I got the bad ending this time, needless to say.
But, even James Bond got the bad ending once. Usually he just goes from mission to mission having sex with important women, and continuing on his secret agent agenda afterwards. No harm, no foul. He's happy to be a secret agent and the women are happy to have sex with him. But then there was that one film On Her Majesty's Secret Service, i believe. He ended up marrying the girl in this movie, but then at the very end, his wife got shot and died. Sucks. It Sucks. Timothy Dalton sucks too.
.....am i Timothy Dalton?? I sure hope not. |
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| toilet paper on the side for example, homie |
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| 04:21am 12/03/2008 |
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music: Squarepusher - Anstromm-Feck 4
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It's 4am. Usually, if i were up this early in the morning it would be because i havent fallen asleep yet but in this case, i just woke up. Such is the case tomorrow; such was the case yesterday. Nothing a little adderall and a buttload of coffee cant takecare of. My previously insomniatic (madeupword) sleep schedule, is being furiously altered and agitated.
I watched some of No Country for Old Men, the new Coen Bros. movie. I probably saw like 1/3 of it, and what i saw was real good. If you like Coen Bros, or good films in general, it's definately in your best interest. It's one of their darker flicks, in the tradition of Miller's Crossing and Barton Fink.
Nothing beats the rush when coffee collides with adderall. It's like one of those rogue waves. Only problem is, i get all jittery and anxious, so i need gum to chew at all times so i dont tear my mouth apart. Adderall/raitalin tends to create an imaginary film on the inside of you mouth that must be removed, as far as the tweaking brain is concerned.
Gotta wait for my ride... pz |
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| i'm bloodin' |
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| 05:57pm 05/03/2008 |
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music: The Fucking Champs - Aliens Of Gold
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i work with a bunch of maniacs and i love it. i'm not a nudist and i didn't have reconstructive surgery to become a woman, but i fit right in. i'm the token shakey epileptic kid with ADD.
everything else is going real well and ive become real good friends with Pinky. she's a rad girl. very straightforward and extremely easy to talk to. I follow her around everywhere.
you know how in books and movies they are always talking about the smell of blood? Well, I never thought that blood actually has a smell but i've quickly discovered it to be very real. Now i am very familiar with the smell of blood. It almost smells like cedar but with a morbid staleness to it. Today i was in the biohazard closet and i smelled blood, which isn't right because all the needles and bloody paraphenelia is double bagged and boxed. So i looked around, and sure enough there was a blood leak. Blood everywhere. It sucked. |
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| she's so heavy |
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| 03:08pm 02/03/2008 |
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music: Electric Wizard - Wizard In Black
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Last night, went out with a girl who works with me. She is quite awesome. It's been a long time since iv'e met someone new who has so many similarities with me. Weird part is, i knew it before i even really met her. Just one glace, about a week ago and i knew the whole story. It's been pretty compelling. rich and compelling. But, last night i hung out with her for the first time. Things went at an excellent pace until i got stoned, and that set me back a little because i can't operate correctly if im mokie. We watched Cemetary Man and Tales From the Crypt and i had tequila from a tumbler with ice. She's very relaxed and comfy. She's also one of those people that make fake babies for british people. no joke. I'm looking forward to working with her more, but if we are going to be involved malplatonically (made up word), then it must be kept on the downlow. jobs could be at stake. rock on. I love a good scandal. |
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| geobakerysur |
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| 01:44am 01/03/2008 |
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The job is going well. Everyone there is cynical and funny. Except for this one guy today, who i had no choice but to listen to for hours as he tried to impress and condecend everyone around him. He made everything way more difficult to understand than it had to be, and he goddamn knew it! He was one of those moustache characters...
Very fun otherwise. I am one of very few males again and the only person who is around my age is Pinky, but Pinky is very cool so i'm not complaining. Still a lot more to learn. I want to get better at it. I chose to go to work tomorrow so i could get some practice in. I'm going to be very tired. It's 2 right now.
^WINDJAMMERS IS SUPER HAPPY GREAT FUN TIME!! ^_^ it's like street fighter WITH FRISBEES. (im talking to you jay mello)
^this is by far one of the worst games i have ever played. after i played this i took 12 showers and masturbated while crying and whispering Hail Marys to my other dead brothers rotting corpse. todd.
I'm thinking about making a move. I know it's a good move. But i need to read the other player first. |
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| get high rule the world |
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| 11:18am 20/02/2008 |
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finally the drought is over. there will be no more of this grey period in which one day blends into the next into the next into the next. There will be no more sleeping until 4 and no more insomnia. No more bumming cigarettes, no more of this million paged empty chapter of my life. No, i don't have a girlfriend (that would make things worse). This stoner's got a job, baby!
And my mother kicks ass. She's getting me detox pills so all that THC i suck in wont show up on my drug test.
You know whats a fantastic movie?
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| vague entry!! |
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| 01:07pm 16/11/2007 |
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mood:  horny music: Om
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what's all this about a new way? there's been some very large talk behind my sleeping back, no error.
I'm getting antsy. In my pantsy, if you know what i mean. You know what i need. Give it to me.
oh that's torture. but i guess i deserve it. deserve it? not quite. maybe i owe it.
Today is casey's birthday. It's gonna be quite the time, i'm hoping. Last night got fun around the time when i had to leave. So.... no fun. |
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| updating journal |
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| 02:26pm 07/11/2007 |
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Last night was SO STRANGE. I have all these wounds on me and I can't pinpoint the source of them.
Nick bought some fancy whisky called Bushmills while Conrad and I redeemed enough cans to buy a gallon of wine. We went to J-Crazy's house and got shitfaced.
I'm drunk so I take a nap for a while. Sam shows up and tries to write on my face. Does not succeed. She doesnt need to call me ever again.
I get up and start getting drunk again when sam leaves. her presence is infuriating. But i need to apologize for my immediate reaction. It was not cool of me to react violently.
I guess the story was that everyone is moving to this new apartment on Weld St. cool. So, anyways last night it was revealed that jcrazy is no longer part of their little family. he's not coming along. so there was crying and there was hugging and all that. Jcrazy and i had a great heart to heart which he doesn't remember today. But that's fine. The rest of this is kinda fuzzy.... I remember talking shit at people (kelsey) to make jcrazy laugh and shit dunno if they heard me. Hope so. Then everyone started leaving so on the way out i robbed kelsey.
Now, stop. This has nothing to do with Jcrazys issue. I've known jcrazy longer than all (maybe except one) of you. He's constantly getting kicked out of places, and everyone can't be as hospitable and flexible as the Nye St. crew. BUT KELSEY IS A BITCH. didn't wanna say it until now because i wanted to take advantage of "her" apartment. thats right. can't stand her. she tried to fuck me over with my friend k-chan and she made me walk the illest distance one night and she is just an EXTREME BITCH!!! SHE'S A TYRANT!!! he has her underling suckling on her tits of life. She reminds me of that roman cow sculpture. This is not my apartment, i know.... but she moves in and gets to decide who stays and who goes and shes got the only phone, the only car, the only job and she sells trees. Her "room mates", who i should refer to as underlings, are in check at all times. It's pathetic. Don't get me wrong, I love Kchan to death. But how can two men be rules by one woman like that??? It's disgusting!
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| it's like PBR but it's got a BIG FUCKING RED DOG ON IT!!!! |
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| 02:34pm 30/10/2007 |
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music: at last feedbacker (parts I - IV so far)
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I dunno if i should start feeling bad. Maybe there was a misunderstanding. Maybe things weren't as tense and bizarre as they seemed at first. Maybe it was just me perceiving things through some sort of tunnel vision associated with miscommunication. The little communication that I got was enough to convince me that things had turned sour. Now that's all fucked up. Maybe i should of kept to myself and kept away at the same time. That would have been a perfect way to handle the whole mess until something untied all the knots for me. But instead i had to talk about it with 3rd party individuals who, I know i can't trust and who have no business being involved with the matter. I'm a moron. But, i'm eager to see how this will all turn out. I hope it turns out. I don't want to throw trash at anybody anymore.
But, for future reference: "be easy" became bad when used in succession in 5:30am text messages (and when nas said "be easy, man. don't body yourself"). It just gets a little weird. maybe you should actually talk to me instead of barraging me with cryptic messages. I doubt you are even reading this, but i'm talking to you. And I don't normally use my journal as a vehicle for communication but i don't have too many options, i don't think.
BORIS WAS AWESOME!!!!! They rocked so fuckin hard. They played so many great songs. They played a bunch off of Rainbow and they played a handful off of Pink and a few from Heavy Rocks. Also, a bunch of songs that I have never heard before, but i wish I had because they were amazing. And the addition of Michio Kurihara's nasty shreddings made everything so much more intense. At one point I ACTUALLY got a boner from the vibrations. It was truley a "Japanese psychedelic underground" experience. Damon and Naomi was killing me though. Terrible. Damon looks like Nick Cave and Steve Martin combined. Fuckin weirdo. While they played, i got drunk.
I need a job real bad. I'm milking any debts that I have on the backburner. Just to get some money. I gotta get a job. I gotta pay back Tiff soon. She dropped $20 for me, in turn making my life 30% better. But i still need to pony up the dough. I need money to pay for heat in the office. I don't want to wake up in a block of ice. Though, that would be better than waking up and being on fire like in the G.I. JOE video.
I just had some ronzoni. Delicious. I can't believe my brother hates cheese. Anybody who hates cheese should seriously be quarantined. Haters, cut it out like a coupon. I'm also crammed full with antioxidants. Mona Vie (this crazy juice made from acai and other fruits. the most potent acai extract in the world) , blueberry, pomegranate, acai and some weird tea that conrad produced. Good stuff. That's how dudes in the Amazon stay healthy. Acai. I love that berry. It's tart.
I need new friends on livejournal!!! It's not that I''m sick of writing for you guys or anything. It's not like that at all. Just as long as you keep reading, i'll keep writing (and vice-versa!) I just want some new readers and I want some new stuff to read. If anybody knows anybody cool, refer please. I feel like my entries are getting too personal. Well, not really too personal... because personal is good. But, i don't want them to apply only to people i'm close to. I want anybody to read it and be on the same level. Like the beginning of this entry only applies to a select few people. That's bullshit. I hate when people make entries that say some vague bullshit that means nothing to anybody else except themselves; or a song lyric that obscurely describes their current, mystery, situation. I'm not holier-than-thou in any way - i assure you - because, i do this do sometimes. Yet, certain people are always so minimalistic with their entries. I WANT TO KNOW, PEOPLE!! I don't want to wonder, i want to know!!
<3 love to the readers
see you, space cowboy... |
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| mt. fuji really ties the room together |
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| 11:42pm 28/10/2007 |
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hell yeah! great game of D&D. We taught tiff to play and she rocked. She played my Catfolk Assassin. Everything went well. Conrad and Jay both died (at different times) but i granted them Phoenix Downs and they kept truckin. Jay played a Psion and Conrad, a Swashbuckler. They are trying to save this princess from a guy with a flame whip. Tiff needs to make her own character before she gets mine killed.
This one is working out!!!! I'm so glad to have someone this cool. well i wouldn't say "have", really. I don't have anybody. But i'm working on it. =)
Chilled with Casey yesterday and drank PBRs. Casey's mother gave us primitive instruments to jam with and it was a blast. Good times. Chad and Steve came by too. Steve seemed in a bad mood. They went to Kerri's house. There were too many variables involved with Kerri's house for me too go. I would've liked to but I just can't be around certain people. I can't fucking be around this kid anymore. he creeps me the fuck out.
Well, nonetheless, there are good things going on in my world. See you, space cowboy... |
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| I Just Brought A Space Shuttle. imma put some D's on that bitch |
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| 03:36pm 25/10/2007 |
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great things! great wheels are in motion. the best wheels.
Conrad an I made D&D characters yesterday and played for a few hours. Made the same character that i have in Oblivion, Lenn. Lenn is the man. He's the cat man. Assasin, bitch! Poison your shit. Get your throat slit.
But anyway i was Dungeon Master and conrads dude was fighting swamp thing and he died. But i wanna start a quest! A real one. NOt sure if i wanna DM though. I never get to play. Well enough of this incoherent bullshit. |
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| 01:40pm 23/10/2007 |
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mood: content music: four tet
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awesome! i'm getting closer to a goal! just need to get these weird pimples off my face....
I've been having pastrami lying around my house, so if anybody wants a delicious pastrami on rye sandwich, let me know before you let anybody else know.
Stupid entry. Nothing to say. It's just that, cool things are in motion and I feel like i need to let you all know. I'm not going to tell you whats up though. Not quite yet. It's just that I'm alone and I have nobody to be excited at, currently. So, i'm telling the internet.
Maybe i should start writing a book. Thats what i feel like doing. I wanna write, but i can't really write about myself right now. Because I don't want to speak to soon. |
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| delicious breakfast |
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| 12:23pm 22/10/2007 |
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my room looks excellent. now i just need a job before the winter comes so i don't freeze to death. I moved all my stuff into the office and we broke it in last night with beers and weeds and video tapes and cards and tunes. The office now knows what it's in for. Ben Bakersmith came over last night, which is awesome. We watched C.H.U.D. Excellent film.
everything has been fairly sweet. but i keep finding myself going out of my way, to end up with no tangible result of my efforts. It's kinda funny though. Almost George Kastanza-like. Also, i feel like i'm under supervision. We've all been under this ridiculous scrutiny lately. Hehhe. not sure i wanna be around any self-riteous sub-authority figures. so i just won't be anymore. nigga's changed and it's a damn shame.
also i bought a Good Burger poster for my room. nope i lied. i was just corrected. I got Pizza fractions and MOUNT FUJII! very good. its gonna look kickass. especially pizza fractions.
let's see.... what else?
kerri is scraping a bowl with a spork. hopefully we get some resin.
halo 3 is okay. it's probably sick online.
sorry for the shitty update. maybe i'm just not in the mood. |
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| 05:53pm 14/10/2007 |
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mood: relaxed music: "Dimotane Co."
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C'mon, people i haven't seen a new update in like 3 days. I'm getting sore over here.
Couldn't sleep last night because of respiratory difficulties. Spent an hour in the shower. Not bathing or anything. Just kind of standing and focusing on breathing. The moisture in the air made it feel a bit better. After a few hours dragged by, i considered walking to the hospital and hitting the nebulizer. I do love the nebulizer. Yet, who was online at 5:30 AM other than....Casey!! The only kid i know who owns a nebulizer. SO i went to his house and toked on his albuterol. Felt like a million bucks. Not only that; his mom gave me one to keep!
I'm looking at it right now. It looks like an Apple II. I wanna play Oregon Trail on it. Or super Word Munchers, but all i can do it breath in it's salty vapors.
I've got two joints and nobody to smoke 'em with. I just organized my VHS collection. VHS is way better than DVD. Well, i guess it depends what kind of person you are. If you're love your collection itself or if you're just a neat type of guy, you probably love DVDs. If you're like me, on the other hand, and you prefer huge stacks of timeless gems, protected by black plastic casing.... you're the VHS type.
I just ordered Halo 3. So i hope that all goes well. I also ordered this samurai comedy from the makers of Ichi The Killer.
Moving into the office tomorrow.
see you space cowboy. (i'm taking it back) |
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| 01:24pm 13/10/2007 |
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The other day i had a dream that i was swimming in the pond at camp cathedral, wearing boxers and a tee shirt. someone blew the whistle to get out and i looked down to see that i had an enormous penis. like, fuckin huge. bigger than your arm, unless you have a really big fuckin arm. so i was terrified to get out of the water. chris jacobsen was there and he was offering his hand to help me out of the water but i refused because i didn't want everyone to see my monstrosity of a penis. so i tucked it into my shirt and folded my arms over it and walked out of the camp. then, i saw bruce and craig hontz at somebody's cool house. bruce had black spikey hair as if he were one of those people with an 8-ball tattoo.
Then i woke up and bruce called me!!! really!! but my penis was regular size.
last night i was very drunk. i remember very little. i remember being on the floor. i remember laughing and being stupid. very funish. I remember drinking a handle of tequila. Tiff gave me a ride home because she's a sweetheart. I would eat that heart in a second. i'll be on some temple of doom shit.
It was very cold this morning. The window was open. The heat was off. I woke up at like 9 in my street clothes (shoes included) and immediately got in a hot shower. now conrad is here, eating chicken sallad. i'm saving my appetite. I'm still a little drunk. Maybe i should drink more; to keep the drive going. |
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| 02:25pm 08/10/2007 |
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Thank you for making my bed smaller last night and talking to me through sunrise. You are a truly beautiful person and I am grateful to have you become so close to me over the past two years. I feel a lot better today.
Yesterday was an odd day. I knew it would be. It all started when conrad and I said "circus" at the same time for no reason. I consider myself a superstitious person; maybe more than most, and this could've easily been some sort of jinx that made the day all loopy. First, I met up with Lindsey. She rules. We got a dime and we got a gallon of wine, then we headed to the closest safe spot where we could get down. This happened to be the green traintrack bridge that runs over route 18 next to the Wamsutta mills. After we smoked a blunt, Conrad and I invented an amazing game called chinese bowling. This game is great fun and it's perfect in every way. Let's see if i can describe it to you.
Chinese Bowling:
This game must be played on the very bridge i am talking about. It's behind Dunkin Donuts on Purchase St. in New Bedford. In the center of the bridge, I marked it "Game Point Zero" with black paint marker. it shouldn't be hard to find. This is where the game begins.
The railroad on the Game Track has double rails on both sides. So it has four rails going down the track, making it so there is a strip down the center of the tracks and a "gutter on each side", just like this:
The only difference between the above track and the regulation track is that the track in the picture has no endzone. So it can not be used without determining the length and calculating the Game Point Zero. But, since i am a good guy, and i want you all to play this game, I did that for you. The track should be 143 wood planks long (mark where you start counting and where you end. These are the endzones.) and the Game Point Zero should be on the space between plank 71 and plank 72. Mark it. But if you use the designated Game Track, it's already done for you. Each endzone should be two planks long
The two opponents face each other, at game point zero and flip a coin to determine who tosses first. The said Tossman takes the Chinese Bowling Spike, while the Flagman (other guy) stands aside and watches his opponent's toss. The "Bowling Spike" is your standard railroad spike which can easily be found along the railroad tracks.
The game is turn-based and the spike is thrown (UNDERHAND ONLY!!) as far and as straight as possible down the tracks toward your opponent's endzone (like football). If your spike lands on the Strip (area between the two inside rails), your opponent takes his shot, in the opposite direction, from where the spike landed. So, the further your toss goes, the farther away your opponent is from your endzone. Get it?
But, if your toss lands or bounces off the track or into the gutters (the two side sections between the out rails, such as in the picture above) then you must stay where you tossed from, and your opponent tosses from that point letting him get closer to your endzone.
So this goes on for a while until someone lands their spike in the small endzone on their opponents end of the track. If the spike is overshot and it lands past the endzone, the game returns to Game Point Zero and your opponent takes his turn. If the spike lands on the border of an endzone then then you may make the judgement according to where the spiked end lands. The head end means nothing. Also, if something weird happens like the spike lands on top of a rail, that is grounds for a re-toss.
Sweet! Now you know how to play Chinese Bowling. Don't try to steal our idea or i will kill your family but feel free to play it anytime with your family.
....so anyway, we did that. Once it got dark, we left the Game Track and grabbed a bagel from Dunkin Donuts. We were only gone for a few minutes but when we got back our Carlo Rossi was gone!! Stolen!!! I felt like jumping off the bridge. We thought the day was ruined but we ended up at this show, where someone wanted a packie run so I was saved. We killed the whole gallon on the overpass. Kerri and Tiff showed up and Lids left.
We went to tiff's house and drank some weird portugese shit that got me trashed. and then we brought kerri to her house and the rest of us had a Jurassic Park sleepover.
Ha! While sleeping, Conrad started talking to himself and he was saying "No! Dennis wants to hurt them!" Tiff and I thought for a second who Dennis could possibly be and then i realized he was talking about Dennis Nedry, antagonist of Jurassic Park. Hilarity ensued.
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