Marilyn Manson - Sweet Dreams
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Yet another wasted weekend. My stupid father is watching TV so I’m going to miss ATHF, if I haven’t missed it already. Stupid head. IFCTV.com isn’t working so I don’t know what’s going to be on. Poopies. Ah, got it to work. Magnolia is on tonight. It’s a very good movie. I wish asshole would go to bed so he would be gone and I could enjoy my evening. I hate him SO much. Talked with my mom for a few hours about what college I’m going to end up going to. Sukiaki amused himself rubbing against me and lounging around in my lap while I talked. I’ve noticed that if I don’t pet him, he won’t strike at me. I’ve decided not to go to HSU, I’m going to go to college in New Jersey. I’ve realized that wherever I go to college is where I’m going to settle, and I don’t want to settle in Northern California, and I love New York City, so I’m going to move to the East Coast to go to school. And if I don’t like it, I can always move back when the time comes to get a job. I’m going to make tacos after my dad goes to sleep and watch Magnolia. Dinner tonight wasn’t filling at all, so I’m going to supplement it with a bunch of yummy homeade tacos.

I went to the Drift Office to get the camera, but forgot the data transfer cable, so it’s basically useless. I just checked UPS.com and my RAM is in Oakland. It says the estimated delivery date is the 18th. Oh….Taggart just signed on. Lol, he just signed off. I guess he’s still mad at me. That’s an emotion…it’s a start. He doesn’t realize it: fool me once, shame on you; fool me twice, shame on me. And there’s not going to be a twice, as long as I steer clear of Sacramento.

GO TO SLEEP DAD. You’re old. You have no reason to stay up. You have no reason to live, except to provide me with food and shelter. Grr. I don’t know if I’m going to be able to deal with this for another year. I don’t know how I’ll deal with the pathetic milieu of Crescent City either. I totally need to get Royce pics. So bored. GO TO SLEEP DAD.

My wrists hurt today because I didn’t wear my wrist braces while I slept this weekend. I need to get cotton balls tomorrow to take off my nail polish and cut my nails.

I’ve been playing around with this plan: after my last semester at CR to go to Sacramento and spend the summer there. It would be so dope, I’d have my cool computer, my car…it would be glorious. Except for the whole Taggart aspect. Hopefully he’ll be dead or something then. Lol, I don’t hate him that much. Actually, I don’t hate him at all. I wish there was a word that meant love and hate in one. Oh well. I kind of want to get a big TV, but when I leave I’ll have to cart it across the country. That would suck. Okay, dad just went to bed. Yay! Tacos! w00t!

I was going to come into town to get the Drift camera and get some stuff I needed at Safeway. But I don’t feel like dealing with people right now. So the Drift camera it will be. I hope to get the courage to stop at Royce’s house on the way home and take some pics of him.

Oh, guess who called me right before I left. The phone rang, and I’m all “Gosh, it must be my mom, I left her a message an hour or so ago.” I pick it up, and it’s Anus Face. “It’s Joseph,” the imbecile verbally defecates. Not believing my ears, I listen on. “Well, I was just calling to say that I just moved in to my own apartment and I wanted to know if you wanted to come over and stay the night.” I was so astonished at the titanic imbecility of that statement, all I could utter was a slow, sarcastic chuckle. I tried to be as nice as possible. I managed to not insult him while uttering “No…I’m sorry, no.” He started to say something in a pathetic attempt to save face, but I just said “Bye” and hung up. Asshole. And then I went and got in my car, popped in the CD I burned last night, and drove here. I love that CD, it’s so dope.

I called Tawna earlier in the day, I guess we’re not all going to get together to watch the “last episode” of Aqua Teen Hungerforce because they’re having an RPG. Well whooptey fuck. Whatever. I definitely need to upgrade to milieu v2.0. Almost everybody in the Lethargy Club dislikes each other…it just doesn’t seem right somehow.

Omg, last time I went to Television Production, Autumn had this fake gun that one of the other people in the film class had. It was so dope! I would totally love to go around killing people. Ridding the world of DNA that is not my own. I’m tellin’ ya, it all comes down to DNA.

It’ surprisingly dead here today, I don’t even know why I came. Well actually I do know. My father was being a shit head and bought the tiniest container of soymilk that they had at the store. I’ll maybe get enough for one bowl of cereal. And he was fucking BLASTING THE TELEVISION so loud it woke me up in the next room, and our house is uber-insulated. I can blast my stereo and not hear it in the other room. I hate him hate him hate him hate him when he blasts the television. Let’s just amend that to I hate him. He’s so fucking cheap. Doesn’t he realize that I’m just going to get his estate and piss it all away to spite him from beyond the grave? He’d better fucking realize it. And buy me a fucking half gallon of soymilk instead of the stupid sampler piece of shit. I’m going to pour out half of his milk after he goes to sleep to spite him.

I doubt I’ll have the balls to go over to Royce’s house. And it’s already 3:30. Oh, my RAM shipped though. I should have it by Tuesday at the latest. Oh I know what else I had to get at Safeway that was entirely necessary: cotton balls. I am out and can’t take off my nail polish in order to cut my nails. I can get those at Wal-Mart though. But I also need face wash, and they don’t have the kind I like at Wal-Mart. Hmm. I think I’m going to lay down on the couch for a while to contemplate things.

Charley, god of the AdultSwim.com boards, has just told me that Adult Swim is just playing a prank in “canceling” Aqua Teen Hungerforce. So yay.