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| Tuesday, August 15th, 2006 | | 11:08 pm |
On a side note... due to a wonderful co-incidence with how an e-mail filter was original created many years ago, anonymous posts to my LiveJournal are not automatically forwarded to my phone. I would have been dying of curiosity had I been out and had my phone go of so ridiculously. Fortunately, I got to read it all at once. And anything new that is added will be waiting for me in the morning. Ohh! It's going to be like christmas! I'll leave some milk and cookies out for you bitches. Hope I don't get any coal in my stockings.  | | 10:57 pm |
Everyone, please calm down. If you're interested in hurting me you're going to have to use tactics beyond those you've learned in middle school. Simply copying and pasting numerous articles does nothing to scratch my veneer of self. Linking to shock pictures which I have already seen and laughed about before does not make me question who I am as a person. Large marquees scrolling single words and phrases do nothing at all. The truth is that you're all a bunch of bitches. You put zero effort into mounting a really offensive offense. Where are the truths about me that you've learned from Kelly to throw back in my face. Where are all the secrets I've shared with her that you proclaim to the people in my friend's list which I don't want anyone to know? Where are the statements which comprimise my integrity? They're nowhere around because you all lack any real merit in life. You're all as weak as the shock factor of tubgirl. Now, for something a bit more real... what went down went down for a reason. Both Kelly and I made some gross miscalcuations about where the other was standing. I do not want your sympathy, but one of you has already suggested she's dishonest in the events which occured before she came to Arizona. Kelly, I just wish you had been more honest with yourself. I wish you could have seen through the flowers and the way that I talked with you on AIM that I was still keen on you. I don't throw words like love around so carelessly; and I would have really appreciated to have been able to sort through the fact that you were not interested in continuing a relationship without you sitting on the sofa beside me. Just remember that I showed you the beauty of Arizona when I loved you and the horror of myself when you made it perfectly clear that there was nothing left to salvage between us. | | 9:11 am |
The compelling idea of the day is a powerful one. At once it both explains a great stress in my life and gives me an idea of how I can overcome a hefty road-block. I'm a resentful bastard. It all stems from the first time someone used me to their advatange with little regard for the effect it would have on me. I may never get over it really... but more dastardly, I find that I'm left feeling as though I've been a stepping stone whenever a relationship or friendship ends. As I'm not an artist who can visually create an image, I will try to describe what I see within my mind. | | Monday, May 29th, 2006 | | 7:56 am |
Days like this, this three and a half day weekend, often make me wonder if I keep the clutter around me, that burdens me so, if only to just keep the mantle of purpose above my head. I honestly think I fear the idea of not having anything to do more than the fear of not getting what I need to get done. Maybe I'm just afraid of evolving. After all, what is the purpose of evolving more when I already feel as though I'm incredibly divergent from the people around me; the people who I want to come closer. It's holidays like this that really put on an edge on the Thanksgiving/Christmas holiday season. Why it is so damned important that I be invited along for those holidays, but not this lengthy three-day holiday where absolutely no one has reached out to me at all. No one has so much as said hello, save for a few IM conversations which were not all that spectacular. I suppose there's a great deal of burden on me with the thought that I could change all this if I just went out and mingled and preened, but that's not really what I like or want. Hell, that's what I loved about going out to gay clubs and bars back-in-the-day. The whole pressure to meet someone was removed and I could instead tap into the boundless energy of people who were casting off the cloaks of normal appearance and dancing in the view of hundreds who thought similar thoughts. Where is my club? Where do I find people like me? Or is everyone like me stuck at home, frustrated, torn between pointless work for work or pointless work for home? | | Saturday, April 15th, 2006 | | 12:58 pm |
Need to start a conversion with someone you haven't spoken to in a while? "You're quieter than a Scientologist giving birth." | | Wednesday, April 12th, 2006 | | 8:10 pm |
Ooh, a new icon... thank you Lisa. | | Monday, April 3rd, 2006 | | 6:50 am |
Now that Daylight Savings Time has been springed forwad upon us, I look to the Wikipedia for some solace.
However, there was less than none to be found there.
My love is an hour further away from me and why? Why!? I cry. (I'm still not talking about you Wonka)
Turns out it's the fault of airconditioning:
The reasons are simple: Having everyone come home from work an hour earlier to turn on or turn down their apartment or home's central air conditioner would cost the state a prohibitively large amount of money. However, many homes on the reservations have only a swamp cooler, if even that. Source
It really amazes me that this passes for good science. Daylight Savings Time is a bunch of ho-ha which amounts to little more than national doublethink. If they can trick us so easily with the tme... what else are they tricking us with already?
God damn it, that quote infuriates me. Like we don't leave the A/C on all day long anyway so that the house is temperate when we reutrn. Gag me with a fucking spoon already. | | Sunday, April 2nd, 2006 | | 9:38 pm |
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The past is nothing, if not entertaining:  Once a snob... always a snob. | | Saturday, April 1st, 2006 | | 7:42 pm |
| | Friday, March 31st, 2006 | | 8:08 pm |
Detoxing
I'm desperately at odds with myself right now. The idea was that I'd post a winding and raucous post about how much I'm beginning to believe that drama is a drug. The irony though, is that such embellishment is fundamentally where I think my weakness to drama as a drug lies. Fundamentally, I'm stuck wanting to make a mountain out of this tiny molehill of an analogy. Ha.. how fitting life truly can be. I've been flirting with misery and doom this whole week. The world is crashing around me, but it's a slow lesson to learn that it's not crashing into me. I'll make it through the problems I see around me at work, not because I'm a survivor, but instead, I'll make it through because my role and purpose has not changed very much at all. Fundamentally... nothing is wrong with my life. I want to say that I'm proud of myself... but it's like wanting to be proud of remembering to shower in the morning. I appreciate it, and I'm sure the people around me appreciate it, but all it takes is 10 extra minutes of not stressing. Why haven't I always been like this? And who put velcro on my shoes? | | Monday, March 13th, 2006 | | 8:47 pm |
Did you see what God just did to us, man? | | Wednesday, January 5th, 2005 | | 8:01 pm |
I want to re-arrange all the furniture in my house. | | Friday, December 24th, 2004 | | 7:50 pm |
| | Thursday, December 23rd, 2004 | | 7:40 pm |
it saddens me to think that enough people think that this is in any way an acceptable way to capture the image of Aeon Flux in a live action movie. I saw the first picture a while ago but just dimissed it as inherent to the scene being filmed. But seeing as it's Christmas--and Christmas is about being let down--it is becoming obvious that the movie is going to suck major balls. There's nothing about Charlize's image that harkens to Aeon Flux what-so-ever. Her face is too round and her hair is merely black and a bit longer in the front. Is that really all they could afford to do? If we can replace guns with cell-phones, why couldn't this production have a bit more ambition than it currently seems to have. Oh well... in truth, I suppose it really doesn't matter. Aeon Flux has been shit on for years. My truest hope from all this is really just that they will make a box set of the MTV show and sell it on DVD before the movie opens. If having to endure the complete bastardization of the story to get this... I suppose it will be worth the trouble. | | Thursday, November 25th, 2004 | | 11:36 am |
Man... it got tricked. After all of these years of not having immediate family nearby, and constanly getting those solicitations to join people for Thanksgiving and Christmas time celebrations, I thought I had my "no, I don't need your pity" filter set pretty well. However, this year it wasn't presented as "because you have no one else around" or "because we hate to think of people being alone" and so I agreed because it was just like being invited out to any other dinner. Right? Wrong. Oh, you got me this year. But next year don't think you can pull the same trick on me again! I'll be ready. | | Wednesday, November 24th, 2004 | | 4:40 pm |
The best thing I've read all week: "Sleep is no substitute for caffeine" | | Sunday, November 21st, 2004 | | 9:16 am |
*OPEN* *OPEN* *OPEN* Yesterday we went hunting around Best Buys to see if there were any that were selling the DS early. We hit both in Scottsdale and the new Chandler Best Buy. Alas, there were none out. There were demo units at all locations, which was cool, and at the Indian Bend store there were DS accessories and games out on display. Interestingly enough, I found a link to GameSpot when I cam home. It's the second paragraph that's killing me. WHY NOT ME??!?!?!  | | Friday, November 12th, 2004 | | 8:43 pm |
I was leaving a message on Lori's voice mail earlier today. For background, it is important to know that I had just been speaking with Wonka while he was half-asleep. Our conversation was rather lucid and he wasn't that able to keep up with wat is usually a very snappy and witty volley of comments and references. After that I called someone whom I haven't spoke with in quite some time, and got her voice mail. I left a rather long-winded voice mail message, as I am perhaps known to do. Though it was more because I wanted to remind her of the time that I told her that I found her nostrils to be horribly non-symmetrical. So, after this I called Lori to finalize plans, and got her voice mail. I rambled on through the voice mail. At this point, I was desperate for interaction while I was driving home on the 101. While leaving this message, I hit upon what I consider to be one of my best ideas ever. This idea far exceeds my idea for the ultimate in dollar discount stores: The Canadian Dollar Store. Here's what I need to find the venture capital to do: I want to make a voice mail system that prompts the person leaving the voice mail with "uh-huh" and "yeah" when it detects that the person is hesitating. We could also program it to say "you don't say" when there was a barrage of speaking and a abrupt end. Or maybe we could get it to detect when someone was crying and it could say "calm down, I can't understand you when you're talking like this." Ohh! Then I could sell it at the Canadian Dollar Store... since I'm probably the only person who wants to have prompting during his hour long voice mail messages. | | Sunday, November 7th, 2004 | | 10:07 am |
Ha... here's something for all those prophesiers of doom who also umm... just happen to be ever-so-tragically single. It's kind of cool really. Just imagine getting involved with someone who will endlessly be in agreement with you that America sucks.Why stay here talking to Americans with even a shred of pride in their country? We all know that it's only a matter of time until the corporate brainwashing has us forgetting what was so obvious just a few weeks ago. I mean... let's face it. We just got Served on a national level. It's like we were given a choice of tables at Denny's, but just over a smidgen of the group went for the table on the right said of the restaurant.They thought it'd be safe--there was a rumour of there being WMD's on the other side--but there's no ketchup at the table we're sitting. Even if the service does improve, what are we going to put on our fries? Mayo? Vinegar? Will we even be American in that regard? Halliburton Ketchup! Is that what our children are going to have to live with? I don't know about you... but I could never live in a world with chuncky ketchup or ketchup made in Mexico. *sniff* We're *sob* so... ever so very... *sniff* FUCKED *sob* eh? |
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