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Jul 1, 2009 - 05:55 PM

Ugh. Cellphone Cameras. Also: Raiho.

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Mar 23, 2009 - 09:57 PM

Fuck you Paco, Fuck you Salient Worm.

So I make this entry, and I throw in an off-hand comment that one time a girl maced me - for no reason, the bitch - while we were out having coffee. And that was fine; it illustrated my colorful dating record, it was a self-contained little anecdote, and it was no big deal. Or at least, it shouldn't have been.

But nooo, some people decided they need the whole story. "But I don't really wanna tell the story, you guys" I said, but they were all like "no you can't just say that dude" and I was all "fiiiiiine, god." That's exactly how the conversation went. It was just like that.

So I woke up the old demons, I opened those closets and I dragged the memories kicking and screaming back into the light of day, and I told the goddamn story. More or less. I kind of half-assed it, really look what's important is that these old should-be-forgotton memories were instead right at the forefront of my mind today when I went to go see a new psychiatrist - sorry, "ADHD Specialist." It's like a psychiatrist, only instead of being a psychiatrist he's an expensive drug dealer. Who charges you to see him. Which is... kind of a kick-ass job description, when I think of it like that, man I should have gone into psych, this Writing / Econ / Also-PoliSci-Sometimes concentration thing is bullshit.

Right, so I had to see this new "ADHD Specialist" because the last guy, who was just "a head doctor" and not some fancy specialist, got arrested because apparently you can't just decide you have a degree and then sell people drugs out of your RV, who knew. So I walk in this morning to see this new guy, and he looks down at his clipboard and says, "You're a new patient, right? Mr. Moth, is it?"
"Uh, yes, Moth - the "h" is silent, it's foreign."
"Ah, good, well have a seat, I'm-

IT'S HER FUCKING DAD

This is, very clearly, the internet's fault.

Also I saw a dollar store going out of business today, it had a sign out front saying "everything ¢79!" and now I can't decide if that's really funny or if it's really sad

Currently Playing: I had to search so hard to findout "I hate religion" = paco, damn.

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Mar 13, 2009 - 03:14 AM

Calm down; false alarm.

Jesus Christ I could drink the Rio Grande and still it would not be okay that I had drank gin, ever. Shit is awful, I would rather get drunk by slamming my head into a tree.

That being said, I had never had a martini before, and I had to know. Someone once told me they taste like olives. Someone once lied through his fucking teeth. Now I know. On the upside, I decided to go wait in the REV Midnight Releas line instead of hitting "post," so at least you were spared the gin version of this post, even if I wasn't. (It was awful, seriously.)

So, I ask this chick out. And she's totally into it, it turns out I'm a really interesting person and she would love to know me better.

Oh, but there's this thing she forgot to mention; see, she has this boyfriend...

Eh, whatever. As long as we're changing the subject, I tried to find an old entry about this once ex I had.

Short version of the story: This one time I went out for coffee with this chick a few times. Over the course of like three dates she was a pretentious bitch, one time she maced me, and one time after that she attacked me with a stick for not putting out.

The long version of the story is more interesting, I guess, but I really don't feel like typing it out, though I vaguely remember having done so in the past. I asked the internet, and here's what I found out!

1.) I hate that story.
2.) Jesus this must have happened like five years ago, it's not even up in my ChocoJournal archives anymore
3.) I used to run a blog, apparently. But not for long enough that it was in those archive, either.
4.) I ran a fucking livejournal? Jesus, I was like an internet journal whore. But don't worry, GFF, I swear you're the only journal for me, now.
4b.) Damn, I used to be a whiny bitch, this is why I hate nostalgia
5.) All that aside, looking through my archives I bitch about this chick and the mace thing a lot, I have got to get out on a date soon, because while the being single for forever thing is starting to make me look pathetic, my material is getting old, yo.
6.)REV is sweet as hell, why am I still talking to you guys?
6b.) Jill is dead?

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Mar 10, 2009 - 03:12 AM

Wait, I did -what-? Also how do you host audio files, this will be important to me.

So I have this lecture class; "Introduction to Muslim Thought and Culture." It's very exciting, partly because sometimes we watch Algiers during class, but mostly because now, since I'm in it, my harddrive is sporting a dozen or so essays full of words like "Fundamentalist", "dar al-Islam", "Perpetual violence in Thailand's Patani region", and "holy shit boobs." Sometimes... sometimes I watch artsy indepentand flicks while I'm writing my first drafts.

Also sometimes I lose my head and start talking about the class to overseas family members. On my cell phone.

But beyond trying to get my ass arrested, I actually do enjoy the class, and I put a lot of work in. Like today! I have this paper due, so after the class is over I head up to the front of the class to turn it in. Professor accepts it, makes a snide comment about me looking scruffy, (Me! Can you believe it? She even used the word "scruffy.") I ignore it and turn around and there's this girl there. This next bit gets weird, you might just want to skip down a few paragraphs to where I need technical advice.

So... I guessed her name in one try, which is only an important detail because then I asked her out. Which shocked her so much that she did this adorable thing where she made like she was too busy shoving papers into her bag to make eye contact with me, and tried to nonchalantly say "yes" like it was no big deal.

YesIknow it happens to some people, it's just... it's a big deal to me, alright? The last time I dated someone was like...six...seven months ago? September, october december... point is it was forever ago, and a friend would later describe talking to her as an experience "that made me.... hate life. It's not like I wanted to die, I just... I just felt tired, and like I was never going to enjoy anything ever again." The one before her was a vegetarian. And the girl before her maced me. So I'm actually pretty excited about maybe being in a relationship with someone picked randomly out of a crowd instead of out of the class of people actually attracted to me. Because bitches be crazy.

Where was I going with this? Ah, yes. Everyone who plays Akuma is a douche.

Also I need to know how to host soundfiles. We have a guest speaker coming to the college tomorrow, (this evening, I guess, technically?), and if I can haul my drunken ass out of a stupor long enough to get down to the lecture hall I'm going to try and record it and throw it into the Palace, why not. Dude's a scholar who managed to smuggle himself out of Zimbabwe and plans to speak to us about the crises as it is from the ground, which should be especially interesting after the "accident" that injured opposition leader Tsvangirai and killed his wife a few days ago, which to my understanding is like squeezing the last bit of hope out of the country like an orange. It should be an interesting lecture, until the psuedo-intellectual liberal hipsters are allowed to ask questions.

But, you know. Bratty sixteen year olds online, the horrific conditions of life in Zimbabwe, and bleeding-heart youthful idealists aren't my problem, because I have a coffee date.

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Mar 8, 2009 - 04:15 AM

Lorri.

You know - Doctor Manhattan's girl. From that movie.

Sometimes she's naked. And that's great.

And sometimes, she's beating people up. And I'm really into that.

And sometimes, she's speaking. And when that's happening, I wish I was watching a different movie.

Shoot 'Em Up, maybe. Or Watchmen. But a part of Watchmen where any other character is speaking.

Outside of that, though, great movie. Fun time. Don't take it too seriously, you'll just hurt yourself.

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Mar 4, 2009 - 12:07 PM

See, this is why I buy tank-resistant things.

I... ugh.

I've got a crack running right down the middle of my monitor. Of my Toughbook. I think it might be still on warranty, though, and if not they might even be impressed enough to just replace it anyway.

Also! I did not see Street Fighter this weekend. I was going to, but I decided to cut my hand off with a bandsaw instead. I didn't tell anybody that I'd changed my plans, though, so last night my film major buddy went and saw it so he could keep up with the conversation.

I found this out when I saw him this morning, and I said "Hello" and he just hit me.

Has anyone else seen the Mirror's Edge DLC? It's fun, but it's... a good thing that the game is designed around running through it really quickly. I've had nightmares that have looked eerily similar.

Alright, I can't deal with this screen anymore, I'm peacing out. Find me a public library computer, or something.

Oh, one last thing, though -

makes me want a Kindle. I thought I was going to be alright, but I found out the old Guide series is free on the Netflix "watch instantly" setup, and I'd forgotton how awesome it was.

I want a Babel fish.

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Feb 27, 2009 - 02:21 AM

you promise?

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our garbage man didn't come this week.

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Feb 24, 2009 - 07:18 AM

A god just passed through Mount Vernon.

Alright, so it's like six am, and I've just been pulling this all nighter, and I've been trying to cram all this macroeconomics into a paper that will not get me failed by my crazy-liberal Marxist professor (grrr...), right? And I am blocked up like a motherfucker, I just cannot type anything all night. I'm supposed to have this essay on why Keynesian economics are not based on an untennable idea supported by pussies, and instead all I've got down is "You know what would save the economy is if your mother would stop EATING EVERYTHING she is so fat." What is that? That's not even a good "your mom" jab, that's hardly even lucid. (Seriously, though. Your mom should stop eating everything.)

That's.. actually been a problem I've been having, lately. In an effort to, you know, pull something out of college, I decided that maybe I should go back on the ADD medicines and try and be a good student. That was about a month ago, and since then I've pretty much just stopped being able to function socially. Crippling anxiety, extended bouts of wallowing in self pity, unrelenting waves of depression, they actually managed to cram my entire high school career into a pill. Oh, and also it's made me utterly incapable of getting any work done.

Wait, how did this turn into an angst entry? This is supposed to be an awesome entry. Point is, I quit that nonsense because there's an upper limit to the bullshit I'm going to deal with from something that's not getting me laid, but I have been having kind of a shit time, lately. That's important to the story. Just bear with me for a minute. Not an angst entry. I swear.

Anyways, clearly the only thing to do with this macro assignment is to procrastinate. Sure, it hasn't worked for the last sixteen hours, but that doesn't mean another half hour won't fix anything. Besides, I'm hungry, I need a coffee, and I have no money but I do have a credit card. And if anything's going to save this country right now - nay, the entire world, even - it's irresponsible spending. So off to the Dunkin' Donuts.

On the way to Dub-D, there's this bridge with a metro station on it. And there's this kid there - just him, no one else; the sun is just barely cresting the horizon so he's all alone. And he's jamming out on his iPod, waiting for a ride, I guess. Or maybe he's on the phone? Because he's also speaking, it could be one of those Bluetooth headsets, I guess maybe he could just be having a really awesome conversation with whoever's supposed to be giving him a ride out of this freezing weather right now.

But I get closer, and nope, he's just singing. Damn, this dude's going to feel awkward when he turns around and notices that I'm here, and he's not just singing to himself - which is really a shame, you know, because dude's clearly having a good time, and if there's more things I need to see right now, it's people not being fucking miserable, right? I've had enough of that.

So I'm crossing the bridge, and now I'm right across the street from him, and now he definately sees me, right? So you know what this kid does? He looks right at me, from across the street, and he starts shouting - "There's a feeeling, I get! When I look, to the west!And my spirit is calling for leaving!"

So I'm awestruck. And horrified. And all I'm thinking is, "Am I getting Ledrolled? In real life?"

No way. Fuck that. So I start shouting back, "...my thoughts, I have seen! Rings of smoke, through the trees!" And now he's shouting with me, "And the voices of those who stand looking!"

And now it's dawn, and this kid and I are screaming Stairway at each other across an overpass, and then I'm all the way over the bridge and this is the best day ever.

I wish I'd stopped and asked this kid his name. That would have ruined it, I know, but god damn. This kid was so fucking cool that I got more awesome just by walking past him.

Why isn't this fucking song on Rock Band?

Currently Playing: And it's whispered, that soon! If we all call the tune! Then the piper

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Feb 24, 2009 - 02:23 AM

God damnit.

So it looks like Vega got nerfed again, huh?

Come on, guys. My roommate rolls Sagat. I didn't need that.

Currently Playing: a losing battle

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Feb 16, 2009 - 10:28 AM

Otis

It's a movie.

Has anyone else even heard of it? Supposedly there was a trailer out, but if that's so then I missed it. Seriously, though, this shit is hysterical. You cannot watch it alone, though, because if you try and explain this movie to someone and why you thought it was funny, you are going to lose friends unless you have someone else there to back you up.

Caught it over the weekend (Side note: Netflix sends movies to my XBox! That's friggen awesome!), it was enough of a feelgood slasher-flick to make valentine's day a net gain, which is pretty impressive.I managed, somehow, to run across my ex at a party. So I guess I started drinking? My friends dropped by yesterday to make sure I didn't need an intervention. They brought a ferret. It was like having a tiny golden retriever running around my apartment, man those things are

Um

you know how netflix sends movies to my xbox? Yeah, well, I'm streaming this documentary on squids. You laugh, but this is horrifying. They don't have any bones, man. They don't have any bones. Think about it. Also they're fucking massive.

Where was I, something about a ferret? They d'AUGH, sorry, they just did a close up of a nautilus.

Speaking of Valentine's day being a bullshit holiday and me being perennially single, I had this awesome experience the other day. I actually hung out with this chick I'd been flirting with on and off for some time. Five painfully long hours of realizing that I'm an awful judge of character.

Ah, well. Least I'm done with that.

Well, as long as I'm doing a Valentine's day episode, and I'm watching documentaries anyway, (everything that lives underwater is an asshole) let's talk Discovery Channel. they have this new show, "Brink"? I didn't catch it, but this week (last week?)'s episode promised to go over Science's progress in making a "love potion." Something about the chemistry of it all, maybe certain chemicals can stir up certain "bonding" hormones, I dunno. I don't really care. But what has been bothering me - and I've been wondering about this for a week, now - is what possible ethical use could there be for this potion? Did anyone catch this episode? Did they cover that? Or is Science seriously just trying to make a super-effective date rape drug?

Currently Playing: seriously guys stop doing close ups of squid eyes right now

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