Monday, April 29, 2002
it feels like last thursday, thats how fast this weekend went by.... oh what a crazy world we're living in...
time has lost all sense of consistancy. i mean, you would think it would always be concrete, something for you to rely on. after all, an hour is an hour, whether you are running in circles, or watching tv, or whatever. but no, an hour is not just an hour. sometimes it is an hour, sometimes it is a week. blah, time sucks, i hate it. crap monkeys.
i've got to get out of here...
time has lost all sense of consistancy. i mean, you would think it would always be concrete, something for you to rely on. after all, an hour is an hour, whether you are running in circles, or watching tv, or whatever. but no, an hour is not just an hour. sometimes it is an hour, sometimes it is a week. blah, time sucks, i hate it. crap monkeys.
i've got to get out of here...
Thursday, April 25, 2002
so yeah, apparently any internet search about my job will turn up my blog in a search :)
here's hoping that anyone important will either be to scared of it, or just disregard it entirely. oh well, lol.
doo da doo doo...
this week is moving by at a painfully slow rate. its really weird, because they days seem to be moving by so fast, but then i look back and i'm like GAH, its only thursday??? it should be next thursday by now, this week is just crawling.
oh, another wierd side note. ok, actually its not really a side note, because it is unrelated to anything, and i haven't been talking about anything yet, but whatever. i overdrew my account about a month and a half ago when i lost that paycheck and thought i had already deposited it. when i did this, they opened a visa account to pay for the overdraft fee of $20. but, they opened the account in my dads name, kind of. they opened the account under the name Robert A. Harding. my dads middle initial is S. anyways, my dad has never been a part of my account, like at all. when i opened it originally, my mom cosigned on it with me. my dad didn't even know i was opening the account. anyways, he said we should meet and go get this cleared up with the bank, so i just kind of ignored the notice thing, thinking we were going to go take care of it at the bank, you know, like he said. we both kind of forgot about it, and he got another notice, about late fee for paying the overdraft fee of $30. bleh, whatever, now i owe $50, but it was my own damn fault anyways. its just wierd the way it all happened. like, they never once told me i overdrew my account. they told Robert A. Harding, because for some reason they opened a visa account in his name to cover the charges. hopefully we can just get the whole thing called off because of the wierd confusion, especially like the late fee aspect. its just really wierd. i should talk to matt and ask him what to do. i'm sure if i just bitch enough, i can get the fees taken care of and not have to pay. its not that i can't afford it or anything, its just annoying, because i would have paid it, if they had told me that i had too...
so yeah, saturday we both have time to go take care of it. so, that will be $50 down. then i have reimburse my parents for gas, because i haven't done that in a while. apparently my mom has been sending me emails about how much i owe, but i haven't gotten one, so whatever. thats probably going to be another large chunk of money. my dad also wants to get me completely off the car insurance, instead of just having me pay him back. this makes sense, but if i do it they are probably going to make me start paying right away, even though i'm insured and all paid up on my parents account until like august. if that happens, well shit. i mean, i should have gotten bumped down in rates, since i just turned 21, and have been insured for 5 years. but still, that will probably be like what, $700? it sucks being a young male trying to get insurance. my rates have just gone down, and it still costs more to insure me, a 21 year old with no tickets or accidents, than my 17 year old sister. that is bullshit. so yeah, this doesn't bode well for my new computer.... god damn, shoot me in the head, FREESTYLA bwahhhhhhhhhhhh nooooo yaaaaaahhhh SUCKS
my computer is really starting to go downhill. something is definitely eating up resources somewhere. it just chugs along. i reboot and it doesn't help anything. it just sits there, sucking, not doing anything. it plays games, and it goes all jerky on me, like always. then i was playing in a ut match the other night, and it just started freaking out during the 3rd map. like, all of the sudden, it would just hang up, and then i would reappear somewhere else. it made it very hard to do anything. needless to say, we lost. i should never have been playing in the first place, but whatever. we are on kind of a hiatus, because everyone is playing daoc now instead. including myself, of course :)
bwah i'm getting hungry. its so lunch time. i didn't really eat dinner last night, i suck. i need food.
wankout
here's hoping that anyone important will either be to scared of it, or just disregard it entirely. oh well, lol.
doo da doo doo...
this week is moving by at a painfully slow rate. its really weird, because they days seem to be moving by so fast, but then i look back and i'm like GAH, its only thursday??? it should be next thursday by now, this week is just crawling.
oh, another wierd side note. ok, actually its not really a side note, because it is unrelated to anything, and i haven't been talking about anything yet, but whatever. i overdrew my account about a month and a half ago when i lost that paycheck and thought i had already deposited it. when i did this, they opened a visa account to pay for the overdraft fee of $20. but, they opened the account in my dads name, kind of. they opened the account under the name Robert A. Harding. my dads middle initial is S. anyways, my dad has never been a part of my account, like at all. when i opened it originally, my mom cosigned on it with me. my dad didn't even know i was opening the account. anyways, he said we should meet and go get this cleared up with the bank, so i just kind of ignored the notice thing, thinking we were going to go take care of it at the bank, you know, like he said. we both kind of forgot about it, and he got another notice, about late fee for paying the overdraft fee of $30. bleh, whatever, now i owe $50, but it was my own damn fault anyways. its just wierd the way it all happened. like, they never once told me i overdrew my account. they told Robert A. Harding, because for some reason they opened a visa account in his name to cover the charges. hopefully we can just get the whole thing called off because of the wierd confusion, especially like the late fee aspect. its just really wierd. i should talk to matt and ask him what to do. i'm sure if i just bitch enough, i can get the fees taken care of and not have to pay. its not that i can't afford it or anything, its just annoying, because i would have paid it, if they had told me that i had too...
so yeah, saturday we both have time to go take care of it. so, that will be $50 down. then i have reimburse my parents for gas, because i haven't done that in a while. apparently my mom has been sending me emails about how much i owe, but i haven't gotten one, so whatever. thats probably going to be another large chunk of money. my dad also wants to get me completely off the car insurance, instead of just having me pay him back. this makes sense, but if i do it they are probably going to make me start paying right away, even though i'm insured and all paid up on my parents account until like august. if that happens, well shit. i mean, i should have gotten bumped down in rates, since i just turned 21, and have been insured for 5 years. but still, that will probably be like what, $700? it sucks being a young male trying to get insurance. my rates have just gone down, and it still costs more to insure me, a 21 year old with no tickets or accidents, than my 17 year old sister. that is bullshit. so yeah, this doesn't bode well for my new computer.... god damn, shoot me in the head, FREESTYLA bwahhhhhhhhhhhh nooooo yaaaaaahhhh SUCKS
my computer is really starting to go downhill. something is definitely eating up resources somewhere. it just chugs along. i reboot and it doesn't help anything. it just sits there, sucking, not doing anything. it plays games, and it goes all jerky on me, like always. then i was playing in a ut match the other night, and it just started freaking out during the 3rd map. like, all of the sudden, it would just hang up, and then i would reappear somewhere else. it made it very hard to do anything. needless to say, we lost. i should never have been playing in the first place, but whatever. we are on kind of a hiatus, because everyone is playing daoc now instead. including myself, of course :)
bwah i'm getting hungry. its so lunch time. i didn't really eat dinner last night, i suck. i need food.
wankout
RYAN RYAN! drop whatever you are doing, and join me in a chuckle. an ex coworker just sent me an email that said: "In sluts we trust" (hee hee).
I'm just glad it was her and not my bosses and such who found it. there is some fairly incriminating evidence in there :) not that it actually matters, but still, it might require some awkward explainations...
i just want to know how she found it... i'm hoping she just stumbled upon it randomly, and it wasn't somehow attached to a sig on the email i just sent her (and everyone else)
ahh well, i guess it was bound to happen eventually :)
I'm just glad it was her and not my bosses and such who found it. there is some fairly incriminating evidence in there :) not that it actually matters, but still, it might require some awkward explainations...
i just want to know how she found it... i'm hoping she just stumbled upon it randomly, and it wasn't somehow attached to a sig on the email i just sent her (and everyone else)
ahh well, i guess it was bound to happen eventually :)
Tuesday, April 23, 2002
what you say!?!!??!
so here i am, sitting at work. my boss took us out to lunch for some reason after we were done at the job site. that was pretty sweet. also, it is a freaking gorgeous day. i mean damn, its beautiful. i was working in my tshirt for like the entire morning. this was a good thing.
but enough about work, work is always boring to hear about
i realized today that i haven't actually used my brain in about 4 years. i mean seriously. i'm in a job that requires little or no actual thought. before that, i was in college... we all know what happened their. when i was at class, i was asleep. i think college was actually a step backwards in terms of brain-use. before that, senior year of high school. is that 4 years? how long have i been out of college. i don't even remember anymore. but yeah, senior year i guess i kind of used my brain, but oh well. its like, i spent all this time building up my brain, only to realize that i don't actually need it. a humorous thought, that a brain isn't a necessity, more of a luxury. but in someways, it is true :)
scorpion king.... good god what a great movie. everyone should see it. i mean, it was great. you have to realize what kind of movie it is going to be, then you will truely enjoy it. to be honest, i wasn't really looking forward to seeing it. it really surprised me in a good way. come to think of it, the last 2 movies i have seen really surprised me. changing lanes was also pretty damn good. i enjoyed that one too, even though the previews were god awful. but anyways, scorpion king. it was great. it was the best, most jackassed movie i have seen in a while. the best actor was a camel, and this isn't an insult. the camel was hilarious. i swear he should be nominated for an academy award for his role as the camel... he was absolutely brilliant. besides that, everything was so over the top, the costumes, the make up, the action. i mean, jesus, the rock was the main character. he is the definition of over the top. but it was so great, oh man, i am getting all hot and bothered here again just thinking about it. Kelly Hu was amazingly attractive, and wearing skimpy outfits the entire time. it was a great thing. everyone see it, even if you think you will hate it. even if you do actually hate it, you should see it. i have spoken, now obey.... or not... not like it really matters to me anyways, i enjoyed it and thats all that matters :)
the past few weeks are showing up as a blank spot on my memory. its not that i have actually forgotten, its just that nothing has really happened of any importance whatsover. they have left no impression on me. the wierd thing is, usually when i fall into "ruts" like this, i'm mad and stuff. but now i'm really not. i have more or less come to terms with work again. i dont' bug it, it doesn't bug me. we have a nice relationship here. the past 2 days have actually gone by fairly painlessly, even though looking back it feels like it should be thursday. while i was out there, they went fast. its kind of eerie in a way, the way time can move so fast and so slow at the same time. but whatever. when i think back to april 2002, i will see a whole lot of nothing... maybe may will bring something groundbreaking and revolutionary.
its like a week and a half or so ago. i was driving to work. after a while of driving, i realize the cd is on like track 6, and i remember it being on track 2. i change lanes, thinking i have one more to go over, only to realize that i already changed lanes sometime during the last 4 songs. i also realize that i am halfway through downtown, and i don't even remember creeping up to the shipcanal bridge. its like there is this whole huge blank spot in my memory. it kind of freaked me out for a few minutes, but then i realized i was still alive, so i promptly disregarded it.
oh, and jing, i can't remember much at all in terms of particular memories from my childhood. i have these bits and peices, certain moments that come back to me in flashes. from there, i can kind of formulate what was happening around it. it kind of ties into these thoughts i always used to have when i was growing up, especially in the middle of the night when i would wake up suddenly and fall back to sleep. when it was happening, i would be like, ok, this isn't really happening now, this is really a memory in the future. it was almost like things weren't really happening in the present, they were happening in the future as memories. after all, if i can't remember them in the future, did they actually happen at all? for a long time i didn't think of things happening in terms of me actually doing things, i thought of things in terms of me remembering them sometime in the future.... i don't know if that made any sense, but yeah... my mind was even wierd when i was 10 years old :P
i really really miss cartoons and such. i miss watching transformers. that was a great show. the thing is, i can't remember a single thing about a single episode, but i remember how much i loved it. it had to be the best show ever. nowadays, i love watching cartoons. i watch pokemon just about everyday. there is this other show called yu gi oh that comes on right before it that i always miss because of work that is really great. its like, a card game in a tv show, and they battle eachother. i know this sounds really boring, but it is actually really fun to watch. i have no idea why. but damn, i miss the transformers.... they had some cgi transformers show in the recent past i think. i watched it a few times, and it really sucked, so i stopped. anyways, old school transformers, with the good airplanes and the bad airplanes, grimlock the tyranasauras, oh baby.
i miss the power rangers too, like back when they were good. before everything got really stupid. like, the end of the first part, and the beginning of the second part when they first got new zords, that was great. i loved that show. then it went downhill and sucked... but oh well, power rangers rocked too. oh oh, and there was the other show i used to watch religiously on the cartoon network in alaska. like, this was between the ages of 5-8, i think i watched it pretty much every day. funny, i remember more flashes of this tv show than i do the transformers. i think it was called silverhawks. it was awesome. i remember i asked on this message board what the title of the show was, and someone actually knew. i was so happy, because it was like a piece of my childhood coming back. but yeah, it was like these people, and they flew in space in these space ships. but they all had these like cool metal robotic birds that would fly around with them and such. i think they had a bigger ship that all of their ships connected too and such. i seem to remember some part of the opening where all the birds would fly off together into the distance in 4 consecutive silver streaks or whatever. i remember it being a great show. i mean, to a 5 year old what isn't cool about space ships and robotic birds. but yeah, thats another show i wish i could watch again. i'm sure i would still love it. pokemon will have to suffice for now.
for some reason i had one of the chimpmunks christmas songs in my head the other day. it was the most ass random thing to have going through my head. it wouldn't leave. i had freaking chipmunks singing about hula hoops for 3 hours straight. it wasn't really maddening, i just kind of turned my brain off and ignored it, but jesus. where the hell did that come from? eventually i shoved it out with barbie girl from aqua. it is really funny that jing happened to mention aqua in his last blog.
speaking of hula hoops, i used a tool called a hula hoe today. the fact that this tool exists is funny in itself, all names aside. also, we had a lawn shark, and a winged weeder at the park i was at. these are all rediculous tools. i guess they have their niche. they have to do something well. what they are good for is beyond me, but whatever.
i wish i could just lay my head down and take a nap. i'm thinking i might just go home here, even though it is only like 2:20. i can drag it out longer... i'll go browse some websites and the blog again. i'll meet you back here :P
ok, i've figured it out. i have been wondering why i haven't been blogging as much. i think the main reason is because i have been hanging out in irc instead opening up my blog. i found this nice little java irc client that lets me chill in a chat room spouting random phrases and such, instead of having to resort to my trusty old web journal. of course, this kind of sucks, because i just end up over flowing with things i feel the need to talk about, until eventually my mind just shuts down and they are all lost. but yeah, irc from work is fun, it makes things better here around the office.
well, i'm off to go read the paper and brows the forums. later wankagators
so here i am, sitting at work. my boss took us out to lunch for some reason after we were done at the job site. that was pretty sweet. also, it is a freaking gorgeous day. i mean damn, its beautiful. i was working in my tshirt for like the entire morning. this was a good thing.
but enough about work, work is always boring to hear about
i realized today that i haven't actually used my brain in about 4 years. i mean seriously. i'm in a job that requires little or no actual thought. before that, i was in college... we all know what happened their. when i was at class, i was asleep. i think college was actually a step backwards in terms of brain-use. before that, senior year of high school. is that 4 years? how long have i been out of college. i don't even remember anymore. but yeah, senior year i guess i kind of used my brain, but oh well. its like, i spent all this time building up my brain, only to realize that i don't actually need it. a humorous thought, that a brain isn't a necessity, more of a luxury. but in someways, it is true :)
scorpion king.... good god what a great movie. everyone should see it. i mean, it was great. you have to realize what kind of movie it is going to be, then you will truely enjoy it. to be honest, i wasn't really looking forward to seeing it. it really surprised me in a good way. come to think of it, the last 2 movies i have seen really surprised me. changing lanes was also pretty damn good. i enjoyed that one too, even though the previews were god awful. but anyways, scorpion king. it was great. it was the best, most jackassed movie i have seen in a while. the best actor was a camel, and this isn't an insult. the camel was hilarious. i swear he should be nominated for an academy award for his role as the camel... he was absolutely brilliant. besides that, everything was so over the top, the costumes, the make up, the action. i mean, jesus, the rock was the main character. he is the definition of over the top. but it was so great, oh man, i am getting all hot and bothered here again just thinking about it. Kelly Hu was amazingly attractive, and wearing skimpy outfits the entire time. it was a great thing. everyone see it, even if you think you will hate it. even if you do actually hate it, you should see it. i have spoken, now obey.... or not... not like it really matters to me anyways, i enjoyed it and thats all that matters :)
the past few weeks are showing up as a blank spot on my memory. its not that i have actually forgotten, its just that nothing has really happened of any importance whatsover. they have left no impression on me. the wierd thing is, usually when i fall into "ruts" like this, i'm mad and stuff. but now i'm really not. i have more or less come to terms with work again. i dont' bug it, it doesn't bug me. we have a nice relationship here. the past 2 days have actually gone by fairly painlessly, even though looking back it feels like it should be thursday. while i was out there, they went fast. its kind of eerie in a way, the way time can move so fast and so slow at the same time. but whatever. when i think back to april 2002, i will see a whole lot of nothing... maybe may will bring something groundbreaking and revolutionary.
its like a week and a half or so ago. i was driving to work. after a while of driving, i realize the cd is on like track 6, and i remember it being on track 2. i change lanes, thinking i have one more to go over, only to realize that i already changed lanes sometime during the last 4 songs. i also realize that i am halfway through downtown, and i don't even remember creeping up to the shipcanal bridge. its like there is this whole huge blank spot in my memory. it kind of freaked me out for a few minutes, but then i realized i was still alive, so i promptly disregarded it.
oh, and jing, i can't remember much at all in terms of particular memories from my childhood. i have these bits and peices, certain moments that come back to me in flashes. from there, i can kind of formulate what was happening around it. it kind of ties into these thoughts i always used to have when i was growing up, especially in the middle of the night when i would wake up suddenly and fall back to sleep. when it was happening, i would be like, ok, this isn't really happening now, this is really a memory in the future. it was almost like things weren't really happening in the present, they were happening in the future as memories. after all, if i can't remember them in the future, did they actually happen at all? for a long time i didn't think of things happening in terms of me actually doing things, i thought of things in terms of me remembering them sometime in the future.... i don't know if that made any sense, but yeah... my mind was even wierd when i was 10 years old :P
i really really miss cartoons and such. i miss watching transformers. that was a great show. the thing is, i can't remember a single thing about a single episode, but i remember how much i loved it. it had to be the best show ever. nowadays, i love watching cartoons. i watch pokemon just about everyday. there is this other show called yu gi oh that comes on right before it that i always miss because of work that is really great. its like, a card game in a tv show, and they battle eachother. i know this sounds really boring, but it is actually really fun to watch. i have no idea why. but damn, i miss the transformers.... they had some cgi transformers show in the recent past i think. i watched it a few times, and it really sucked, so i stopped. anyways, old school transformers, with the good airplanes and the bad airplanes, grimlock the tyranasauras, oh baby.
i miss the power rangers too, like back when they were good. before everything got really stupid. like, the end of the first part, and the beginning of the second part when they first got new zords, that was great. i loved that show. then it went downhill and sucked... but oh well, power rangers rocked too. oh oh, and there was the other show i used to watch religiously on the cartoon network in alaska. like, this was between the ages of 5-8, i think i watched it pretty much every day. funny, i remember more flashes of this tv show than i do the transformers. i think it was called silverhawks. it was awesome. i remember i asked on this message board what the title of the show was, and someone actually knew. i was so happy, because it was like a piece of my childhood coming back. but yeah, it was like these people, and they flew in space in these space ships. but they all had these like cool metal robotic birds that would fly around with them and such. i think they had a bigger ship that all of their ships connected too and such. i seem to remember some part of the opening where all the birds would fly off together into the distance in 4 consecutive silver streaks or whatever. i remember it being a great show. i mean, to a 5 year old what isn't cool about space ships and robotic birds. but yeah, thats another show i wish i could watch again. i'm sure i would still love it. pokemon will have to suffice for now.
for some reason i had one of the chimpmunks christmas songs in my head the other day. it was the most ass random thing to have going through my head. it wouldn't leave. i had freaking chipmunks singing about hula hoops for 3 hours straight. it wasn't really maddening, i just kind of turned my brain off and ignored it, but jesus. where the hell did that come from? eventually i shoved it out with barbie girl from aqua. it is really funny that jing happened to mention aqua in his last blog.
speaking of hula hoops, i used a tool called a hula hoe today. the fact that this tool exists is funny in itself, all names aside. also, we had a lawn shark, and a winged weeder at the park i was at. these are all rediculous tools. i guess they have their niche. they have to do something well. what they are good for is beyond me, but whatever.
i wish i could just lay my head down and take a nap. i'm thinking i might just go home here, even though it is only like 2:20. i can drag it out longer... i'll go browse some websites and the blog again. i'll meet you back here :P
ok, i've figured it out. i have been wondering why i haven't been blogging as much. i think the main reason is because i have been hanging out in irc instead opening up my blog. i found this nice little java irc client that lets me chill in a chat room spouting random phrases and such, instead of having to resort to my trusty old web journal. of course, this kind of sucks, because i just end up over flowing with things i feel the need to talk about, until eventually my mind just shuts down and they are all lost. but yeah, irc from work is fun, it makes things better here around the office.
well, i'm off to go read the paper and brows the forums. later wankagators
Monday, April 15, 2002
oh good lord...... 11 days, its a record....
well, a much needed break from all thought in general, or so i hoped. instead, i'm sitting here annoyed because i have all these thoughts that are LOST FOREVER!!!! its not that their lost, i'm just pissed because i didn't have a chance to work them all out, and such, in my head. so yeah, poop my own dick...
ok, 11 days is a lot of time, let me try to work this all out.
the 4th, last time i blogged. oh yeah, i showed back up and no one was there. update on this sort of thing, a few days ago, i just didn't show up at all. like, completely blew it off. no one noticed. even the person who is usually in my office. next day at work, she asked me what i did after i got home from work. this is why i will never leave my job..... it is too lax.
i'm on another "my job rocks" kick. well, not that it rocks, but more like "i'll never find another job that lets me slack" kick. its like, i've gotten into another little mindset here where i don't let work effect me. it is working out well. i'm sure soon, i'll get all pissed again, and i'll complain, and everyone will roll their eyes at me again, but right now i am happy.
i was explaining a little about my job, and my boss and such to my friend Jing online. hopefully he can sleep a little sounder tonight, because he always is convinced i'm going to get fired. i told him that it is more or less impossible for me to get fired, because we can't handle losing another person, even if it is just me and my spankity ass self. yeah, i mean, yeah... my job... everyone who knows anything about it shouldn't be doing anything more than laughing about it.... and the fact that i managed to fall into it. i mean, look at this. i'm fairly technology oriented. i'm a little geekish, spend my days on my computer. i go into UW hoping to either do computer science or chemical engineering, or biochem, something like that. yet here i am, with this pseudo career thing in the wonderful world of environmental restoration. here i am surrounded by hippies, environmentalists, and the rest of the liberal left. i mean, i consider myself as a fairly liberal guy, in that i don't connect to the conservative right, well, at all. but some of these people kind of make me laugh. i mean jesus. i guess it is just me striving for the middle again. i don't deal too well with extremist thinking. but yeah. somehow, me and my wired self are outside on our hands and knees every day pulling out weeds. not only that, the foundation i work for refuses to use anything mechanical to aide them (shunning technology, such as computers, major choice #1) or anything chemical (chemistry, chemical engineering, biochem, major(s) #2). here i am with a job, that conflicts with my major interests. i find this humorous. this also brings to light a new theory on how it is possible to care so little about something, like how i care so little about my job....
this weekend, well, was kind of a strange weekend for me. it was wierd, because i actually like, did stuff. oh yeah, and on friday i didn't drink. i can't remember the time i didn't drink anything on a friday.... but yeah, it was cool. it was really funny. shannon and matt had these free voucher things from some newspaper for free tickets to some movie. for some reason, the decided to invite their favorite 3rd wheel, me. its fun hanging out with them, i dunno why. probably because they are both fun people. maybe that has something to do with it, i dunno. just a hunch. anyways, we went to the uptown theater on queen anne. i really know that area fairly well, even though i didn't know it. well, i didn't know it was called queen anne, for some reason. there are so many hills and such in seattle, i always get confused. i've just resigned myself to ignoring neighborhood names and such. it works... so yeah, we didn't really know how to get there. well, it turns out that i did, but i didn't know it at the time. taking directions to that area is really tricky, because there are a lot of like merges and half turns and poorly marked streets and such. so, it became obvious we didn't know where we were going. i was driving, which was why i didn't drink :D so yeah, we are like, its not over here. so we stop, and i'm like, hey! i know were that is. and me and matt both felt kind of silly. shannon seemed content in the back listening to Ben Folds Five, lol, and just kind of let us fumble around. anyways, we get there, and matt is like HEY! i know this theater!!!! so we both knew where it was, but didn't. that was kind of funny...
so we get there, not really knowing what to expect. it was called Don't ask don't tell, it was kind of this mystery science theater type thing, except they dubbed over the entire thing. for some reason, they decided to add their own scene's in too, which were all just TERRIBLE. so, the beginning there were some funny parts, but they ran out of material after about 15 minutes. so they kept reusing the stupid jokes. it got pretty bad by the end. people were snoring. i was just kind of sitting. there was some guy with a CRAZY laugh behind us. i didn't know such a noise was even possible to make. but somehow he did. anyways, it was pretty awful, but we joked about it afterwards, and it was free, so we couldn't really complain :) the wierdest thing, like at the end, during the credits, we got up and left, but no one else did. it was surreal...... very... so we left. maybe we missed something really good, like the whole purpose behind the movie that would have made it good or something. somehow i sincerely doubt that, but it really made me wonder.
so, i dropped shannon and matt off, and went home and went to bed, and that was friday :) actually fun for what it was.
then saturday, i got up early to help my dad build his deck... so, he's building this whole elaborate deck thing, with all this fancy wood and such. but first he needed to put these beams in place. thats where i come in. i was the brute force, the grunt labor. i did this fairly well. i lifted, i held, i hammered, i shoved, basically did whatever. it is shaping up pretty well. i hear he had to replace one of the beams, because he cut it too short, but yeah, apparently things are shaping up. it was all that hard work, but it would have been impossible without me, so i was glad i could help. i mean, this is a major project and my dad is really into it, so it was the least i could do. he hasn't made me help too much with the whole backyard makeover up to this point. so we did that, it went pretty well i thought, even if we did make a few miscalculations. who knows if i'll have to go back again to help. i don't really want too, but i would i suppose. anyways, my parents took me to dinner, which was the real reason i went over ;) hard to pass up a free meal. it was nice, because my parents mostly gossipped about my sister instead of me. very relieving, they didn't ask me much at all. it was great.
one thing i have been thinking about for a while. ok not a while, for like a week maybe. going back to redmond kind of brought all this back again. where is home? i mean, i have been moving around so much in the past 3 years, its like where is home? i've lived at this house for a longer duration than than anywhere in the past 3 years, more or less... i guess you would have to count mcmahon freshman year as 9 months, but there was spring break, and christmas break.... ok, i guess this is the second longest period. but still, it is 7 months. everywhere else has been 4 months here, 6 months here, 3 months here, etc... so where exactly is home? its hard to think of a place where home is. its hard to commit to someplace after all this skipping around, you know things like changing the permanent address on my checks... i guess i should have changed it to here. but who knows if we will resign the lease here? in 3 months i might be changing to a new house again. home home usually refers to my parents house, but i can't keep getting stuff sent there. i mean, i never get it. i don't go home often at all. i dont' really see my parents often at all... its just a wierd thing to think about, where is home?
when i think about it, this has been more home than anywhere else. its a wierd feeling, yet it isn't at the same time. i dunno, its hard to describe...
i finished harry potter 4 last night. yet another series i pick up in the damn middle, and have to wait literally years to finish. anyways, i completely agree with jing now, when he said that harry potter isn't a childens book. after reading the end of book 4, it can completely see where he was coming from. anyways, it was a good book. i can't wait for the movies, and i completely can't wait for the next one to come out :P i was trying to find out a release date online, and heard all the rumors, which got me even more worked up. shiot...... anyone who hasn't read harry potter yet should start now. i mean, good books, they are fun. there are of course a few things that bother me about them, like how childish some of the adults act, and how hopeless things seem at points, and how they kind of work themselves out. but a lot of fantasy books are like that, and i still love them, so its all good.
speaking of having problems with books... i don't know if i blogged about this. the book i read before harry potter. its like the 6th, 7th book in the series. the book before, went on this whole thing with the main characters being seperated, shit going down, and then at the very end they get back together and it just like ends, pfft, cuts off, you don't know whats up. so i am stoked about the next one, to see what happened. instead of writing about them, the author introduces 2 new main characters out of the blue. after like 700 pages of just them, no mention of the real main characters, you finally meet up with them for like 50 pages :P it was really annoying, because it is like why should i care about these people? it was even more annoying, because they were both in league with the enemy, and being brainwashed towards the enemy's crazy ideals. its like, you had to put up with the real main character having to submit himself too them because he was enslaved by this woman, and now the new main characters willingly submit themselves to it. it was just, bah. i still enjoyed the book, but i was slightly disappointed. i am still surprised i was only slightly disappointed. i should have been really disappointed. but i wasn't...
i really wish i could read more. i really wish it didn't take authors years to write books, and longer for them to come out on paperback so i can read them. i really wish i could be motivated enough to write a novel of myself. that has been something i have been saying i was going to do since i was 15. i actually sat down and created this world when i was about 16. i had countries, main charaters, a map, the start of a basic plotline... but then i just dropped it. i never followed up. that seems to be the way i work. i get really interested in something, invest time and money in it, then just lose all interest and am able to just drop it. i haven't quite decided whether this is a good quality or not. i kind of enjoy it, but it has major downsides. its almost like i am wasting my chances to be interested in certain things. like, maybe if i had decided to get intrested in this later, when i did have the motivation, something could actually become of it. but no, i'm doing it now, and kind of blowing it. but, in other cases. its like, this thing was really stupid to begin with. yet, i'm able to just drop it, and be like fuck you, you are stupid, instead of wasting time, money and effort on it.
anyways, i'm not really sure where i am going with this. i'm not really sure where i am going with anything, and you know, it is kind of comforting. i heard someone say this on tv or something. "i have dreams, i just haven't had yet" or something to that nature. i will do something with my life. i have aspirations to do this thing. i just haven't figured out what it is yet :P
well, a much needed break from all thought in general, or so i hoped. instead, i'm sitting here annoyed because i have all these thoughts that are LOST FOREVER!!!! its not that their lost, i'm just pissed because i didn't have a chance to work them all out, and such, in my head. so yeah, poop my own dick...
ok, 11 days is a lot of time, let me try to work this all out.
the 4th, last time i blogged. oh yeah, i showed back up and no one was there. update on this sort of thing, a few days ago, i just didn't show up at all. like, completely blew it off. no one noticed. even the person who is usually in my office. next day at work, she asked me what i did after i got home from work. this is why i will never leave my job..... it is too lax.
i'm on another "my job rocks" kick. well, not that it rocks, but more like "i'll never find another job that lets me slack" kick. its like, i've gotten into another little mindset here where i don't let work effect me. it is working out well. i'm sure soon, i'll get all pissed again, and i'll complain, and everyone will roll their eyes at me again, but right now i am happy.
i was explaining a little about my job, and my boss and such to my friend Jing online. hopefully he can sleep a little sounder tonight, because he always is convinced i'm going to get fired. i told him that it is more or less impossible for me to get fired, because we can't handle losing another person, even if it is just me and my spankity ass self. yeah, i mean, yeah... my job... everyone who knows anything about it shouldn't be doing anything more than laughing about it.... and the fact that i managed to fall into it. i mean, look at this. i'm fairly technology oriented. i'm a little geekish, spend my days on my computer. i go into UW hoping to either do computer science or chemical engineering, or biochem, something like that. yet here i am, with this pseudo career thing in the wonderful world of environmental restoration. here i am surrounded by hippies, environmentalists, and the rest of the liberal left. i mean, i consider myself as a fairly liberal guy, in that i don't connect to the conservative right, well, at all. but some of these people kind of make me laugh. i mean jesus. i guess it is just me striving for the middle again. i don't deal too well with extremist thinking. but yeah. somehow, me and my wired self are outside on our hands and knees every day pulling out weeds. not only that, the foundation i work for refuses to use anything mechanical to aide them (shunning technology, such as computers, major choice #1) or anything chemical (chemistry, chemical engineering, biochem, major(s) #2). here i am with a job, that conflicts with my major interests. i find this humorous. this also brings to light a new theory on how it is possible to care so little about something, like how i care so little about my job....
this weekend, well, was kind of a strange weekend for me. it was wierd, because i actually like, did stuff. oh yeah, and on friday i didn't drink. i can't remember the time i didn't drink anything on a friday.... but yeah, it was cool. it was really funny. shannon and matt had these free voucher things from some newspaper for free tickets to some movie. for some reason, the decided to invite their favorite 3rd wheel, me. its fun hanging out with them, i dunno why. probably because they are both fun people. maybe that has something to do with it, i dunno. just a hunch. anyways, we went to the uptown theater on queen anne. i really know that area fairly well, even though i didn't know it. well, i didn't know it was called queen anne, for some reason. there are so many hills and such in seattle, i always get confused. i've just resigned myself to ignoring neighborhood names and such. it works... so yeah, we didn't really know how to get there. well, it turns out that i did, but i didn't know it at the time. taking directions to that area is really tricky, because there are a lot of like merges and half turns and poorly marked streets and such. so, it became obvious we didn't know where we were going. i was driving, which was why i didn't drink :D so yeah, we are like, its not over here. so we stop, and i'm like, hey! i know were that is. and me and matt both felt kind of silly. shannon seemed content in the back listening to Ben Folds Five, lol, and just kind of let us fumble around. anyways, we get there, and matt is like HEY! i know this theater!!!! so we both knew where it was, but didn't. that was kind of funny...
so we get there, not really knowing what to expect. it was called Don't ask don't tell, it was kind of this mystery science theater type thing, except they dubbed over the entire thing. for some reason, they decided to add their own scene's in too, which were all just TERRIBLE. so, the beginning there were some funny parts, but they ran out of material after about 15 minutes. so they kept reusing the stupid jokes. it got pretty bad by the end. people were snoring. i was just kind of sitting. there was some guy with a CRAZY laugh behind us. i didn't know such a noise was even possible to make. but somehow he did. anyways, it was pretty awful, but we joked about it afterwards, and it was free, so we couldn't really complain :) the wierdest thing, like at the end, during the credits, we got up and left, but no one else did. it was surreal...... very... so we left. maybe we missed something really good, like the whole purpose behind the movie that would have made it good or something. somehow i sincerely doubt that, but it really made me wonder.
so, i dropped shannon and matt off, and went home and went to bed, and that was friday :) actually fun for what it was.
then saturday, i got up early to help my dad build his deck... so, he's building this whole elaborate deck thing, with all this fancy wood and such. but first he needed to put these beams in place. thats where i come in. i was the brute force, the grunt labor. i did this fairly well. i lifted, i held, i hammered, i shoved, basically did whatever. it is shaping up pretty well. i hear he had to replace one of the beams, because he cut it too short, but yeah, apparently things are shaping up. it was all that hard work, but it would have been impossible without me, so i was glad i could help. i mean, this is a major project and my dad is really into it, so it was the least i could do. he hasn't made me help too much with the whole backyard makeover up to this point. so we did that, it went pretty well i thought, even if we did make a few miscalculations. who knows if i'll have to go back again to help. i don't really want too, but i would i suppose. anyways, my parents took me to dinner, which was the real reason i went over ;) hard to pass up a free meal. it was nice, because my parents mostly gossipped about my sister instead of me. very relieving, they didn't ask me much at all. it was great.
one thing i have been thinking about for a while. ok not a while, for like a week maybe. going back to redmond kind of brought all this back again. where is home? i mean, i have been moving around so much in the past 3 years, its like where is home? i've lived at this house for a longer duration than than anywhere in the past 3 years, more or less... i guess you would have to count mcmahon freshman year as 9 months, but there was spring break, and christmas break.... ok, i guess this is the second longest period. but still, it is 7 months. everywhere else has been 4 months here, 6 months here, 3 months here, etc... so where exactly is home? its hard to think of a place where home is. its hard to commit to someplace after all this skipping around, you know things like changing the permanent address on my checks... i guess i should have changed it to here. but who knows if we will resign the lease here? in 3 months i might be changing to a new house again. home home usually refers to my parents house, but i can't keep getting stuff sent there. i mean, i never get it. i don't go home often at all. i dont' really see my parents often at all... its just a wierd thing to think about, where is home?
when i think about it, this has been more home than anywhere else. its a wierd feeling, yet it isn't at the same time. i dunno, its hard to describe...
i finished harry potter 4 last night. yet another series i pick up in the damn middle, and have to wait literally years to finish. anyways, i completely agree with jing now, when he said that harry potter isn't a childens book. after reading the end of book 4, it can completely see where he was coming from. anyways, it was a good book. i can't wait for the movies, and i completely can't wait for the next one to come out :P i was trying to find out a release date online, and heard all the rumors, which got me even more worked up. shiot...... anyone who hasn't read harry potter yet should start now. i mean, good books, they are fun. there are of course a few things that bother me about them, like how childish some of the adults act, and how hopeless things seem at points, and how they kind of work themselves out. but a lot of fantasy books are like that, and i still love them, so its all good.
speaking of having problems with books... i don't know if i blogged about this. the book i read before harry potter. its like the 6th, 7th book in the series. the book before, went on this whole thing with the main characters being seperated, shit going down, and then at the very end they get back together and it just like ends, pfft, cuts off, you don't know whats up. so i am stoked about the next one, to see what happened. instead of writing about them, the author introduces 2 new main characters out of the blue. after like 700 pages of just them, no mention of the real main characters, you finally meet up with them for like 50 pages :P it was really annoying, because it is like why should i care about these people? it was even more annoying, because they were both in league with the enemy, and being brainwashed towards the enemy's crazy ideals. its like, you had to put up with the real main character having to submit himself too them because he was enslaved by this woman, and now the new main characters willingly submit themselves to it. it was just, bah. i still enjoyed the book, but i was slightly disappointed. i am still surprised i was only slightly disappointed. i should have been really disappointed. but i wasn't...
i really wish i could read more. i really wish it didn't take authors years to write books, and longer for them to come out on paperback so i can read them. i really wish i could be motivated enough to write a novel of myself. that has been something i have been saying i was going to do since i was 15. i actually sat down and created this world when i was about 16. i had countries, main charaters, a map, the start of a basic plotline... but then i just dropped it. i never followed up. that seems to be the way i work. i get really interested in something, invest time and money in it, then just lose all interest and am able to just drop it. i haven't quite decided whether this is a good quality or not. i kind of enjoy it, but it has major downsides. its almost like i am wasting my chances to be interested in certain things. like, maybe if i had decided to get intrested in this later, when i did have the motivation, something could actually become of it. but no, i'm doing it now, and kind of blowing it. but, in other cases. its like, this thing was really stupid to begin with. yet, i'm able to just drop it, and be like fuck you, you are stupid, instead of wasting time, money and effort on it.
anyways, i'm not really sure where i am going with this. i'm not really sure where i am going with anything, and you know, it is kind of comforting. i heard someone say this on tv or something. "i have dreams, i just haven't had yet" or something to that nature. i will do something with my life. i have aspirations to do this thing. i just haven't figured out what it is yet :P
Thursday, April 04, 2002
zippity doooooo dahhhhhh
here at work. i have no motivation today. yesterday i didn't even have the motivation to wake up until 2, lol. no one even noticed that i didn't show up to work. at least no one has mentioned it. i showed up today, and no one was here. i left for lunch, and one person had just showed up. none of my bosses are here. yikes, what is happening to this place, lol.
i am kind of looking forward to summer where i at least have a place to show up every morning.
it is a beautiful day outside though, which makes it hard to sit here. not that i would be outside if i weren't here, but still. i had to close my blinds because i was just staring outside wishing i wasn't working. i can't wait to go home so i can go sit inside and stare at the beautiful day out the window from my room, instead of my office ;)
oh yeah, another thing that should be a lot of fun, hopefully. i ordered some of those harry potter trading card game thingies. me and Jing ordered them, and we are going to play online over irc. that should be fun :D my mom found my old baseball cards, and my old magic cards i had in like 7th/8th grade. i've been looking at those, its kind of nifty.
it brings me back to the days when those things were cool to me. of course, it also brings back memories of the annoying friends i had when was playing with them and stuff. baseball cards remind me of this kid i knew named corey harrington or something like that, he was such a knob. it was one of the things, we both were starting school, and our moms met when they were enrolling us. so we hung out, and i was knew, so he was one of my only friends. i had other friends, but my mom always made me hang out with him, so i couldn't hang out with them. sucks, because it was an abusive friendship, he would always steal money from me, or baseball cards, or whatever, just straight up jack stuff. and he would cheat at things, and make me cry and such. this was in the 3rd grade. but eventually he was like my only friend, so what was i going to do?
magic cards remind me of joey thompson, another abusive friendship. he wouldn't steal from me per se. he was actually a pretty good friend, some of the times. its like, it was fun hanging out, and he always had stuff to do, and we had fun playing video games, and things went pretty well most of the times. but sometimes he would just get wierd. i think he had add or something, because sometimes he would just flare up and get mad at me and hit me and such, or go off and start cheating at games, and forcing me to trade magic cards, and blah blah. it was kind of wierd. it was a much more constructive friendship, until he went off to high school at eastside catholic in 9th grade, and therefore had no friends but me in redmond. it pissed him off, so he turned into an asshole. he always had a tendancy to overexaggerate, which made me do the same (something i have never learned not to do). i mean, competition is important to young lads... but after that, he started outright lying, saying he was dating the coolest girl in school, with they hey hey hey, and the hah hah hah, and i just wasn't buying it. he kept doing more and more, and lying more and more trying to impress me, me being his only friend. eventually we were at my house doing something, and he got mad at me and started hitting me, and eventually hit me in the head with a metal folding chair. i told him to get the fuck out and called his mom and told her to come pick him up. he tried calling a few times, and i'd either just hang up, or say go to hell and hang up on him. eventually he stopped calling. let me tell you, getting hit in the head with a folding chair isn't as much fun as it looks like on wrestling...
so yeah, thats why its good to have MULTIPLE friends you hang out with all the time when growing up, for those of you keeping score at home....
here at work. i have no motivation today. yesterday i didn't even have the motivation to wake up until 2, lol. no one even noticed that i didn't show up to work. at least no one has mentioned it. i showed up today, and no one was here. i left for lunch, and one person had just showed up. none of my bosses are here. yikes, what is happening to this place, lol.
i am kind of looking forward to summer where i at least have a place to show up every morning.
it is a beautiful day outside though, which makes it hard to sit here. not that i would be outside if i weren't here, but still. i had to close my blinds because i was just staring outside wishing i wasn't working. i can't wait to go home so i can go sit inside and stare at the beautiful day out the window from my room, instead of my office ;)
oh yeah, another thing that should be a lot of fun, hopefully. i ordered some of those harry potter trading card game thingies. me and Jing ordered them, and we are going to play online over irc. that should be fun :D my mom found my old baseball cards, and my old magic cards i had in like 7th/8th grade. i've been looking at those, its kind of nifty.
it brings me back to the days when those things were cool to me. of course, it also brings back memories of the annoying friends i had when was playing with them and stuff. baseball cards remind me of this kid i knew named corey harrington or something like that, he was such a knob. it was one of the things, we both were starting school, and our moms met when they were enrolling us. so we hung out, and i was knew, so he was one of my only friends. i had other friends, but my mom always made me hang out with him, so i couldn't hang out with them. sucks, because it was an abusive friendship, he would always steal money from me, or baseball cards, or whatever, just straight up jack stuff. and he would cheat at things, and make me cry and such. this was in the 3rd grade. but eventually he was like my only friend, so what was i going to do?
magic cards remind me of joey thompson, another abusive friendship. he wouldn't steal from me per se. he was actually a pretty good friend, some of the times. its like, it was fun hanging out, and he always had stuff to do, and we had fun playing video games, and things went pretty well most of the times. but sometimes he would just get wierd. i think he had add or something, because sometimes he would just flare up and get mad at me and hit me and such, or go off and start cheating at games, and forcing me to trade magic cards, and blah blah. it was kind of wierd. it was a much more constructive friendship, until he went off to high school at eastside catholic in 9th grade, and therefore had no friends but me in redmond. it pissed him off, so he turned into an asshole. he always had a tendancy to overexaggerate, which made me do the same (something i have never learned not to do). i mean, competition is important to young lads... but after that, he started outright lying, saying he was dating the coolest girl in school, with they hey hey hey, and the hah hah hah, and i just wasn't buying it. he kept doing more and more, and lying more and more trying to impress me, me being his only friend. eventually we were at my house doing something, and he got mad at me and started hitting me, and eventually hit me in the head with a metal folding chair. i told him to get the fuck out and called his mom and told her to come pick him up. he tried calling a few times, and i'd either just hang up, or say go to hell and hang up on him. eventually he stopped calling. let me tell you, getting hit in the head with a folding chair isn't as much fun as it looks like on wrestling...
so yeah, thats why its good to have MULTIPLE friends you hang out with all the time when growing up, for those of you keeping score at home....
Tuesday, April 02, 2002
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PANIC, OH GOD THE PANIC......
so, yes, things i have seen today that frightened me. crazy looking redneck in camoflauge following a scared black woman down the street yelling at her. crazy old woman coming out of the dmv, and getting really scared and confused a guy walks past her and she freaks out and leans up against the wall. she shuffles back and forth, trying to figure out where to go. so she goes back and almost goes to the dmv. then she starts shuffling towards the street like she's going to cross. only, there isn't a crosswalk, and there are cars going past. she gets scared, then starts shuffling down the sidewalk. god help us all if this woman just had her liscense renewed....
anyways, weird stuff happens. oh yeah, and i found my cds. i know none of you knew i had misplaced them, but i found them. so yay for me! yee haw.
i want a new computer. my old one just kind of putters along. i have trouble watching movies even, because it starts chugging along or crashes. and my monitor is so damn dark. its like STOP BEING SO DARK. but it sits there all dark. a lot of pictures i can't look at, because its too dark. i want a new monitor, too. that would rock!! maybe i can scrap together some money here, enough for a new computer. HAH!!!! never going to happen. i've been saying that for like a year now. i am going to be stuck with the computer i have now for like another year. then i'll get fired and be $20 short for rent, so i'll sell it. then i'll sit there with a piece of paper with keys drawn on it on my table, and some stick figures on a on my desk, pretending to type to my new "friends". of course, they won't respond often, and i'll be sad. but i'll get over it. i always get over it.
i was thinking about addictions for some reason today. i don't think i could ever find the motivation to form a dependancy on something. its like, having to go out and buy crack? would never happen. i've been avoiding going out and getting food for like 3 weeks. and food is something you REALLY need to live, not just something you are chemically dependant on. the thought of addiction has always intruiged me, just because i have never experienced anything remotely like it. i've never had the willpower or need to like HAVE IT RIGHT NOW and such. it just seems like such a foreign concept. i've always wanted to try to get addicted to something. i just don't think i could. i'd end up being lazy, and just lying there thinking, i could go buy some crack and cure these annoying shakes and this damn headache, but that would take effort. oh well, i'll lie here until the withdrawl goes away in a few days. that is something i would totally do... its like, i could go downstairs and get a sandwich to cure these searing pains of hunger, but its all the way downstairs, and that mayonaise doesn't spread itself... i just don't see how addictions, psychological of physical are possible, because i could never see myself in a mindset to need a substance like that so bad, i'd be willing to call someone up, and then drive somewhere to get it. it just isn't something i'd do. i mean shit, CALLING someone. that just screws the whole damn pooch right there.
bleepbloopblapp... i've been here at work for like 30 minutes again, and already i am checking my watch every few minutes. damn me, anyways....... i suck goats.
anyways, cds are good. fun to listen too. after having my cd player, i don't know how i put up with the radio, and its scratchiness and its bad habit of playing crappy songs all the time. i mean, seriously. i used to listen to funky monkey, with its shat audio quality and blinking in and out signal. today, while my cds were lost, i could hardly stand listening to the end because it seemed so shitty. how the hell did i used to do it!!!! VIVA LOS CDPLAYER!!! tres chic!!!!
oh yeah, today was a pretty buffooned day at work. i dunno, we were just acting up i guess. there is this weed called chickweed. somehow we started calling it chic weed, like tres chic dahhhling, and all that jazz. i don't know why it was so funny, but it was. oh yeah, and me and my coworkers kept ripping into each other. like, we were playing this famous people game. i don't know if i've mentioned it before. one person thinks of a famous person. the other people have to guess it. the only clue they get to begin with is the first letter of the first name. they have to describe other people who's names start with that letter, and stump the other person. if they stump the other person, they get to ask a yes or no question about their dude. so yeah, we are playing this, and me and one of my coworkers don't really want to play it. so we turn it into just an opportunity to make fun of everyone. it was great. but yeah, she ended up guessing my person on the first try. like, her first person she described to me was dennis leary, and that was my person.... it was wierd. she got all freaked out, and then my other coworker was like, cool, you are on the same wavelength!! and she was like, i know thats whats freaking me out so much... i started cracking up, because it reminded me of the whole wavelength thing we had running in high school. it was pretty funny... i guess you had to be there, and be one of us. ok, lets put it in perspective. you are sitting there on your ass weeding for hours. things become funny that really shouldn't be... like chic weeds... ryan will probably understand and roll his eyes and try to hide all knowledge, but yeah, he will understand. in fact, i predict a flood of memorys will rush into his head, and he will flip out of his chair, and then start yelling "shoot me in the head FREESTYLAAAAAAA" from the floor of his room up in bham... i'd pay to see that.
so yeah, we were weeding the edge of this plot. so we were leap frogging, like going past the other people to the next area. i kept having this vision of me actually jumping over my first coworker, then diving over my second coworker and landing in a heap of clothing and wank and gravel. that would have been one of the funniest things ever. if i could have pulled it off, and done a diving roll thing, it would have been even more stylin than ryan and mines dual combat rolls at genesee that one day. ok, maybe not, but it would have been at least as cool as any of the times i hurled myself on a weed at roxhill. not quite as hilarious as the time i got my head caught in the net and ended up flipping out and lying on the ground in the fetal position for a few minutes.
speaking of flipping out, and being awesome (and by awesome, i mean totally sweet).... any of you who haven't checked out the official ninja's webpage, go to www.realultimatepower.net. it is the funniest site i have seen in a while. ever week or so, i go back, and its still funny. i mean, big pimpin......
and on that note, i'll conclude this edition of wankblog..... please tune in tomorrow. or don't. when you really think about it, it really doesn't matter to me :P
so, yes, things i have seen today that frightened me. crazy looking redneck in camoflauge following a scared black woman down the street yelling at her. crazy old woman coming out of the dmv, and getting really scared and confused a guy walks past her and she freaks out and leans up against the wall. she shuffles back and forth, trying to figure out where to go. so she goes back and almost goes to the dmv. then she starts shuffling towards the street like she's going to cross. only, there isn't a crosswalk, and there are cars going past. she gets scared, then starts shuffling down the sidewalk. god help us all if this woman just had her liscense renewed....
anyways, weird stuff happens. oh yeah, and i found my cds. i know none of you knew i had misplaced them, but i found them. so yay for me! yee haw.
i want a new computer. my old one just kind of putters along. i have trouble watching movies even, because it starts chugging along or crashes. and my monitor is so damn dark. its like STOP BEING SO DARK. but it sits there all dark. a lot of pictures i can't look at, because its too dark. i want a new monitor, too. that would rock!! maybe i can scrap together some money here, enough for a new computer. HAH!!!! never going to happen. i've been saying that for like a year now. i am going to be stuck with the computer i have now for like another year. then i'll get fired and be $20 short for rent, so i'll sell it. then i'll sit there with a piece of paper with keys drawn on it on my table, and some stick figures on a on my desk, pretending to type to my new "friends". of course, they won't respond often, and i'll be sad. but i'll get over it. i always get over it.
i was thinking about addictions for some reason today. i don't think i could ever find the motivation to form a dependancy on something. its like, having to go out and buy crack? would never happen. i've been avoiding going out and getting food for like 3 weeks. and food is something you REALLY need to live, not just something you are chemically dependant on. the thought of addiction has always intruiged me, just because i have never experienced anything remotely like it. i've never had the willpower or need to like HAVE IT RIGHT NOW and such. it just seems like such a foreign concept. i've always wanted to try to get addicted to something. i just don't think i could. i'd end up being lazy, and just lying there thinking, i could go buy some crack and cure these annoying shakes and this damn headache, but that would take effort. oh well, i'll lie here until the withdrawl goes away in a few days. that is something i would totally do... its like, i could go downstairs and get a sandwich to cure these searing pains of hunger, but its all the way downstairs, and that mayonaise doesn't spread itself... i just don't see how addictions, psychological of physical are possible, because i could never see myself in a mindset to need a substance like that so bad, i'd be willing to call someone up, and then drive somewhere to get it. it just isn't something i'd do. i mean shit, CALLING someone. that just screws the whole damn pooch right there.
bleepbloopblapp... i've been here at work for like 30 minutes again, and already i am checking my watch every few minutes. damn me, anyways....... i suck goats.
anyways, cds are good. fun to listen too. after having my cd player, i don't know how i put up with the radio, and its scratchiness and its bad habit of playing crappy songs all the time. i mean, seriously. i used to listen to funky monkey, with its shat audio quality and blinking in and out signal. today, while my cds were lost, i could hardly stand listening to the end because it seemed so shitty. how the hell did i used to do it!!!! VIVA LOS CDPLAYER!!! tres chic!!!!
oh yeah, today was a pretty buffooned day at work. i dunno, we were just acting up i guess. there is this weed called chickweed. somehow we started calling it chic weed, like tres chic dahhhling, and all that jazz. i don't know why it was so funny, but it was. oh yeah, and me and my coworkers kept ripping into each other. like, we were playing this famous people game. i don't know if i've mentioned it before. one person thinks of a famous person. the other people have to guess it. the only clue they get to begin with is the first letter of the first name. they have to describe other people who's names start with that letter, and stump the other person. if they stump the other person, they get to ask a yes or no question about their dude. so yeah, we are playing this, and me and one of my coworkers don't really want to play it. so we turn it into just an opportunity to make fun of everyone. it was great. but yeah, she ended up guessing my person on the first try. like, her first person she described to me was dennis leary, and that was my person.... it was wierd. she got all freaked out, and then my other coworker was like, cool, you are on the same wavelength!! and she was like, i know thats whats freaking me out so much... i started cracking up, because it reminded me of the whole wavelength thing we had running in high school. it was pretty funny... i guess you had to be there, and be one of us. ok, lets put it in perspective. you are sitting there on your ass weeding for hours. things become funny that really shouldn't be... like chic weeds... ryan will probably understand and roll his eyes and try to hide all knowledge, but yeah, he will understand. in fact, i predict a flood of memorys will rush into his head, and he will flip out of his chair, and then start yelling "shoot me in the head FREESTYLAAAAAAA" from the floor of his room up in bham... i'd pay to see that.
so yeah, we were weeding the edge of this plot. so we were leap frogging, like going past the other people to the next area. i kept having this vision of me actually jumping over my first coworker, then diving over my second coworker and landing in a heap of clothing and wank and gravel. that would have been one of the funniest things ever. if i could have pulled it off, and done a diving roll thing, it would have been even more stylin than ryan and mines dual combat rolls at genesee that one day. ok, maybe not, but it would have been at least as cool as any of the times i hurled myself on a weed at roxhill. not quite as hilarious as the time i got my head caught in the net and ended up flipping out and lying on the ground in the fetal position for a few minutes.
speaking of flipping out, and being awesome (and by awesome, i mean totally sweet).... any of you who haven't checked out the official ninja's webpage, go to www.realultimatepower.net. it is the funniest site i have seen in a while. ever week or so, i go back, and its still funny. i mean, big pimpin......
and on that note, i'll conclude this edition of wankblog..... please tune in tomorrow. or don't. when you really think about it, it really doesn't matter to me :P
Monday, April 01, 2002
one of those days, one of those days....
jeebus, beginning of work actually went pretty well, besides the stupid traffic getting there. i was like, sweet going back to the office, i can blog!!! i haven't been blogging quite so much in the past 2 weeks or so, basically ever since vegas and such. but i was all stoked to blog. now i'm just like grumble grumble don't want to blog. traffic sucks. i had to go get the mail today. i left the park late, so i was already going to be cutting into my lunch. then traffic sucked, so it took me a while to get there. then we had a package, so i had to wait in line to get it. then traffic sucked getting home for lunch. so i had to cut lunch short. then
traffic was crazy on 85th, but only around me. so i decide to cut across to take 80th and avoid the pocket of traffic death. of course i miss every light on and between 80th. ljalksdfjlas. so i was late back to work, and frustrated at traffic lights. i know it is stupid, but driving can be really frustrating sometimes.
good news though, my car is all better. i had to get a new alternator, doh. my dad offered to help pay for it, so i was just like, yeah yeah yeah. i didn't want to have to pay for it all, it was expensive. doh, rent is due today, doh doh doh. mental note, get money for rent, then pay rent. then shoot self. ok but yeah, my car is all better, so to speak. that is to say, it goes forwards now. it still has all its other problems it had before, but at least it moves again. so yeah, that was good. i'm happy it does this, so i can go places and not miss work and such because i don't feel like going on a bus and all tripat aided attempts to push it down the street to get it going fail.
OH GOD. sorry to interrupt that train of though so suddenly. don't worry, it wasn't a good train of though. anyways, let me hop on this new train of thought. it just popped into my head, so i need to write about it. i saw a lot of ryan this weekend, and chilled in redmond. it was hilarity. sunday night, me, him and one of his friends named spencer (who also happens to be one of the most hilarity filled, buffooned jackasses, EVAR). we decide to go see a movie. we need something we won't take seriously, because we are in one of those moods. so we decide to go see panic room. sorry to spoil it for anyone, but it was a terrible movie. thats what made it so great. it didn't make any sense. so here are a few things we have deduced, that should help clear a few things up. forest whittickers character was actually a warlock, hence the swirling winds at the end of the movie. the reason they don't continue his plot line, is because in fact he disappears using his warlock powers, and will reappear in the sequel. yes, in fact, there will be many sequels. in fact, there is a huge demand for Panic room writers (writers who write solely panic room based screenplays) in hollywood right now. a few of the sequels to look forward in the near future.
-Panic room 2: can't stop the panic
the panic room grows legs (much like prof. frinks house on the simpsons) and runs out of the house. forest whittaker shows up as the puppet master, guiding the panic room to jodie fosters new dwelling. they are reunited. then some sort of monsters attack, and they have to hide in the panic room again. forest whittaker fights them off with his warlock powers, and they are saved. the panic room sacrifices itself to save forest whittaker, who was mortally wounded by the monsters.
-Panic room: PANIC IN THE SKIES
the spirit of the panic room posesses an airplane laveratory. mass panic ensues, leading up to the climactic ending in which the antagonist is flushed out of the toilet, and sent spiralling towards earth in a cloud of solid waste.
-Panic room: Panic on the high seas
the antagonist from panic room: P.i.t.S. manages to fly out to sea during his decent. a passing nuclear submarine hears his screams, and raises its periscope. he falls from the sky, and is impaled on the periscope. he lives, and manages to break into the submarine, even though it is diving. the spirit of the panic room possesses the torpedo room. this leads to a climatic finish, in which the antagonist is strapped to a nuclear warhead and fired out the torpedo tube en route to a small uninhabited region in the philipenes.
there have been some rumors of the nuclear blast sending the antagonist backwards or forwards in time. of course, the spirit of the panic room also holds this power.
i see no end in sight. this could be one of the greatest movie franchises in history. i plan to be onboard from the beginning!!! i am going to quit my job and start up my own panic room writing company. i'm looking for talented, able-bodied panic room writers, and of course hot women to act as official corperate strippers. i mean, really, what is a good company with out strippers, anyways?
jeebus, beginning of work actually went pretty well, besides the stupid traffic getting there. i was like, sweet going back to the office, i can blog!!! i haven't been blogging quite so much in the past 2 weeks or so, basically ever since vegas and such. but i was all stoked to blog. now i'm just like grumble grumble don't want to blog. traffic sucks. i had to go get the mail today. i left the park late, so i was already going to be cutting into my lunch. then traffic sucked, so it took me a while to get there. then we had a package, so i had to wait in line to get it. then traffic sucked getting home for lunch. so i had to cut lunch short. then
traffic was crazy on 85th, but only around me. so i decide to cut across to take 80th and avoid the pocket of traffic death. of course i miss every light on and between 80th. ljalksdfjlas. so i was late back to work, and frustrated at traffic lights. i know it is stupid, but driving can be really frustrating sometimes.
good news though, my car is all better. i had to get a new alternator, doh. my dad offered to help pay for it, so i was just like, yeah yeah yeah. i didn't want to have to pay for it all, it was expensive. doh, rent is due today, doh doh doh. mental note, get money for rent, then pay rent. then shoot self. ok but yeah, my car is all better, so to speak. that is to say, it goes forwards now. it still has all its other problems it had before, but at least it moves again. so yeah, that was good. i'm happy it does this, so i can go places and not miss work and such because i don't feel like going on a bus and all tripat aided attempts to push it down the street to get it going fail.
OH GOD. sorry to interrupt that train of though so suddenly. don't worry, it wasn't a good train of though. anyways, let me hop on this new train of thought. it just popped into my head, so i need to write about it. i saw a lot of ryan this weekend, and chilled in redmond. it was hilarity. sunday night, me, him and one of his friends named spencer (who also happens to be one of the most hilarity filled, buffooned jackasses, EVAR). we decide to go see a movie. we need something we won't take seriously, because we are in one of those moods. so we decide to go see panic room. sorry to spoil it for anyone, but it was a terrible movie. thats what made it so great. it didn't make any sense. so here are a few things we have deduced, that should help clear a few things up. forest whittickers character was actually a warlock, hence the swirling winds at the end of the movie. the reason they don't continue his plot line, is because in fact he disappears using his warlock powers, and will reappear in the sequel. yes, in fact, there will be many sequels. in fact, there is a huge demand for Panic room writers (writers who write solely panic room based screenplays) in hollywood right now. a few of the sequels to look forward in the near future.
-Panic room 2: can't stop the panic
the panic room grows legs (much like prof. frinks house on the simpsons) and runs out of the house. forest whittaker shows up as the puppet master, guiding the panic room to jodie fosters new dwelling. they are reunited. then some sort of monsters attack, and they have to hide in the panic room again. forest whittaker fights them off with his warlock powers, and they are saved. the panic room sacrifices itself to save forest whittaker, who was mortally wounded by the monsters.
-Panic room: PANIC IN THE SKIES
the spirit of the panic room posesses an airplane laveratory. mass panic ensues, leading up to the climactic ending in which the antagonist is flushed out of the toilet, and sent spiralling towards earth in a cloud of solid waste.
-Panic room: Panic on the high seas
the antagonist from panic room: P.i.t.S. manages to fly out to sea during his decent. a passing nuclear submarine hears his screams, and raises its periscope. he falls from the sky, and is impaled on the periscope. he lives, and manages to break into the submarine, even though it is diving. the spirit of the panic room possesses the torpedo room. this leads to a climatic finish, in which the antagonist is strapped to a nuclear warhead and fired out the torpedo tube en route to a small uninhabited region in the philipenes.
there have been some rumors of the nuclear blast sending the antagonist backwards or forwards in time. of course, the spirit of the panic room also holds this power.
i see no end in sight. this could be one of the greatest movie franchises in history. i plan to be onboard from the beginning!!! i am going to quit my job and start up my own panic room writing company. i'm looking for talented, able-bodied panic room writers, and of course hot women to act as official corperate strippers. i mean, really, what is a good company with out strippers, anyways?
