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| Monday, October 4th, 2004 | | 7:07 pm |
"You know the world is going crazy when the best rapper is a white guy, the best golfer is a black guy, the tallest guy in the NBA is Chinese, the Swiss hold the America's Cup, France is accusing the U.S. of arrogance, Germany doesn't want to go to war, and the three most powerful men in America are named 'Bush', 'Dick', and 'Colon'" - Chris Rock | | Friday, September 24th, 2004 | | 1:11 pm |
HST
"...there was no denying his courage or his faith in the ultimate goodness of even the people who hurled rocks and eggs and insults at him. Dr. King didn't patronize anybody; he was wrong at times, and even foolish, but I think he believed what he preached and I envy him for his faith in the men who gave him damn little reason for it. The style of his death was a testament to his ignorance. He felt he was an honest man, and that even potential murderers would be neutralized by this honesty ... but of course he was wrong, and in retrospect his faith in this country seems like a tragic delusion." -Hunter S. Thompson | | Tuesday, September 21st, 2004 | | 3:30 am |
late.
3:30 AM and I'm still up to my ass in work due by tomorrow. Life is good. But I'm tired and so that shit will have to get crammed in tomorrow. Tonight I was doing my laundry, the machines are located very close to one of the pools, looking at the pool I was suddenly seized by the desire to jump in, fully clothed. Unfortunately I had a shitload of stuff to do and had no time for it, or I would have, some other time I'm sure, maybe tomorrow night, but only if I'm up late enough, these things must be done in the early AM or it's just not the same. Super size our tragedy. | | Thursday, September 16th, 2004 | | 1:20 pm |
bullshit
Sometime in the afternoon yesterday my internet stopped working, oh well, no big deal, I'll deal with it later. I secretly hoped it would just start working this morning, well, I try to load a page this afternoon and fuck no, it doesn't work. So I have to call Cox, those bastards turned my internet off because they say my network has a virus. Wow, that's incredibly gay. I spent an hour on the phone for that shit, thanks Cox. If those fuckers shut it off again, well, I'll bitch. A lot. | | Monday, September 13th, 2004 | | 11:59 pm |
| | Sunday, September 12th, 2004 | | 11:46 pm |
HOLY FUCK
HOLY FUCK, I found a MAN EATING bug, roach, thing, under my microwave cart. One of those sons of bitches that takes like 3 solid stomps to really put down. He laughs and carries roach hotels away. Scary shit. | | Wednesday, September 8th, 2004 | | 11:47 pm |
| | Tuesday, September 7th, 2004 | | 2:25 pm |
a dream
In my dream I was standing in a bathroom, it was an open room, none of the toilets had little cubicles. As I was standing there women were coming and going, after a little while of this Angelina Jolie walks into the bathroom, and from nowhere she produces a sizeable bag of cocaine which she proceeds to line carefully onto a rather unsanitary looking toilet seat. After consuming this line she dumps the whole fucking bag out and imbibes it the standard way. Now I'm not familiar with cocaine weights, but I'm confident that were this the waking world that bitch would be dead. After having consumed all of the bag she turns to me and I ask her "have you met Johnny Depp?" She responds "Yes, and he's an asshole." "You bitch." | | Monday, September 6th, 2004 | | 4:22 pm |
Dave Matthews Band's cover of Cortez, The Killer (on The Central Park Concert) is so amazing, if you can't appreciate the power of this song then I simply have no use for you. I have listened to this song all fucking day. P.S. If you don't like this song lie to me so we can continue to be on good terms. | | Sunday, September 5th, 2004 | | 1:59 pm |
I recant
Ok, I have long maintained that internet tests almost all suck, but today Chuck, Ryan, and I have found the coolest test site since sparq.com, as long as you don't get roped into their online dating shit this site owns. http://www.okcupid.com/Some of my stats: Gaydar test, I recognized 35% of the people, would have done better buy guessing randomly... Virgin test, recognized 61% of the virgins. Harry Potter test, 92% correct, Hermione score :p http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=15911495164408588591 48%, Eye of the Storm http://www.okcupid.com/personality?type=RGLD&g=1&o=1&h=185 The Boy Next Door; Random, Gentle, Love, Dreamer http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=12171902176392480029 Heavenly Cloud Congratulations! You scored 18 CuddlePoints out of 22! | | Thursday, September 2nd, 2004 | | 5:48 pm |
P.S.
This is my dog. Respect. Really sucks I can't have dogs in the apartment.  | | 5:26 pm |
prank calling
Jason works at the Game Rush store in Blockbuster in a red neck Oklahoma town, so I was bored and decided to give him a call... I paraphrased our conversation. ring ring... Jason: "Thanks for calling Blockbuster, this is Jas-" Me: "Y'all got a Game Rush in that ther stor?" Jason: "Yes sir, I work at the Game Rush." Me: "I went over ta my friens house an he had a black box call a Sony, y'all sell Sonys there?" Jason: "A what? A Sony?" Me: "Yeah, it was a long box with sum lights and stuff and said Sony, y'all have 'em?" Jason: "Yeah, we sell Sony Playstation 2's" Me: "Wut the hells a Playstation 2?" Jason: "It's a Sony Playstation 2, Sony is the brand." Me: "How much is one of them?" Jason: "I believe they retail for $150." Me: "Guddamn, one fity? I can jus paint a piece of wood black, and another piece of wood, and thas two dollars, wut's a Playstation do. Hahaha." ... Out. | | 1:16 pm |
Neo-colonialism
Chizuk and I were having a conversation over lunch today about how much The World Bank is fucking the third world these days. It's really a depressing situation and feels like American colonialism, we have really entered a more dangerous, depressing, and subversive era where countries indirectly subjugate the third world to do its slave labor. We infect the world with our culture, or lack of, and leave them with capitalism and material fetishism. What a step up for them, at least now they KNOW they NEED what we sell, too fucking bad for them they can't afford it, right? Another conversation on the topic of World Bank: Amerame: Yeah they're a bunch of dogmatic retards. I'm not completely certain that they are so bad on purpose, but I feel bad for the small countries that fail to resist to their pressure. Especially in South America and Africa. They are pretty much persona non gratta in Asia now though Amerame: Those people were talking of economy like they would have been talking about religion I couldn't have said it better than Amerame, the dogmatic assumption that no trade barriers or tariffs 'artificially' slanting their economy is negative, and that they need to use a western model of government and economy is so egotistical and foolish it baffles me. You need to watch Life and Debt, seriously by being ignorant in our society you are hurting the rest of the world, that's most of America's problem, we don't find out why the hell our bananas are so cheap, or why, when we go to the Caribbean all the people are living in fucking huts, we are cool in our resorts which are owned by westerners... I'm very disappointed in what modernity is offering us all, the only reason we aren’t all disappointed is because so many of us have swallowed object fetishism hook line and sinker. Out. | | Wednesday, September 1st, 2004 | | 12:16 am |
| | Monday, August 23rd, 2004 | | 9:04 pm |
I give up.
I really had a hard time finding the fucking button to update this journal. Yeah, I've decided, just now, that my life is boring enough that I don't care enough about it to relay it to more people who don't care about it. I tried to find a theme for the journal before scrapping it, the only one I could think of is, Aqua Teen Hunger Force fucking owns, but that's really the completed work right there, in that brief snippet of text. I suppose I can add a P.S. to it; if you don't like ATHF you can kiss my ass. Bingo. | | Tuesday, July 6th, 2004 | | 5:11 pm |
I am not a pussy.
Yeah, I decided to make my own livejournal, I'm confident that this will be a very short lived sort of thing considering I don't give half a shit about posting the occurences of my mundane day here for everyone to see, I mean to say this is not an endeavor I'm invested in. At the same time I'm sure you, the non-existent reader, doesn't give half a shit about reading, so we are even. If you want to read mundane shit like personality profiles being passed off as content this</font> livejournal is more for you. Reading most of the livejournals on here makes me believe that I am in the wrong place for this sort of thing. I realize that my foray into this online realm which is heavily populated by the worst sort of dipshit, the depressed middle class teenager, is likely to be misconstrued as the attempt of a vagrant who enjoys pointing fingers but secretly wishes to be accepted into the clique he professes are raving shitheads who merely need to pull their heads out of their asses, wipe the black paint off their fingernails and admit that emo is not cool. Yeah, can we say run on sentence? Anyway, that is not the case, I do believe that the masses of teens flocking to the jounals, boards, and chatrooms are the real reason for the dry rot of the internet. Parents blame the porn, but I know they are fools, if the fuckers kept their goddamn goth kids off my internet it would clean up in a hurry, because I, for one, can appreciate the digital pornography community, but no one with any shred of decency or sanity can enjoy the shit that the goth community has dumped on the internet, hell, the porno community should wage fucking war and get the kids off the internet. Pornography will make the internet a bastion of cleanliness and virtue again, by ridding us of the l33t speaking little fuckers invading it. Yeah. Upon further reflection I realize that something more severe must be done to the l33t speakers than merely banishing them from my internet. I must distance myself from them, they are painful to look at and cause me severe physical pain when I chance to overhear some of their jabbering in a public place. Only two solutions present themselves to this dillemma. I must move to a different country, or acquire a firearm and dispatch the little bastards in a blaze of righteous fury. Now the problem with the former of the two is the only two countries that would be reasonable to move to, economically (I am poor), are Mexico and Canada, I hope that I don't need to explain why those two options are not going to solve my problem, for whatever reason. If you need elaboration just shut the fuck up and be confused. The latter of the two is my best option I suppose. Start running you little fuckers, the hunt is on. Bingo. |
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