Monthly Archives: January 2005

a simple job in strip lights 0

> Massive Attack – Group Four, Risingson

I just wrote a lengthy post about my night and what transpired, but it got lost cuz I closed the browser window too soon. For some reason my key logger isn’t working but I haven’t fixed it. I’ve taken up a fatalistic attitude towards my posts. If it didn’t post, then fuck it. Nobody cares either way.

icons and malaise 0

> Massive Attack – Risingson, Group Four

My accomplishment for the weekend was making an icon for my site that displays in the title bar. Well, it doesn’t work in Internet Explorer for some reason. I’m going to try another method so I can get it to work in IE. Anyway, I didn’t play much Diablo II, but I did talk to my dad about my classes. He still seems a bit disgruntled, but not angry any more, I suppose. It’s always impossible to tell with him. Well, I’m going to work a little more on getting the icon to work in IE, and then I’ll try to read. I finished the Kinsey book. The ending was in some ways predictable, but it was an interesting read. I hope to finish Totem and Taboo sometime soon, before I get swept up in the work and school thing. Well, I would have to finish it tonight for that not to happen. And Stranger is online. He’s up for the random Brookings trip. I’m up for it too. I should go. I couldn’t get the icon to work in IE, but that doesn’t really matter. Firefox is superior in all ways, that’s the browser I use all the time. But yeah, I should go.

fuck 0

Just when I think everything is fine, somebody just comes around and fucks it up. My dad has been bitching all day that he’s going to kick me out or some bullshit because I’m only taking one class that counts for my AA. Fuck him. I guess it is kinda my fault, but still. Fuck him. I’m taking three classes and working. That’s a lot of fucking work. As if he ever would know how much effort it entails to take classes, with his fucking trade school diploma. What a fucking idiot. I’m just pissed. It’s just so nice of him to drop something like this the day before school. It’s days like this where I just want to kill him. I will be so happy when he finally does die. People like that don’t deserve to live, people who don’t support their own children. It’s not like he’s fucking destitute, he is fucking well off.

this may be your last chance 0

> Scissor Sisters – Tits on the Radio
> The string tribute to Nine Inch Nails – Something I Can Never Have

Well, I’m bored. I read some of that Kinsey book Molly lent me, but I couldn’t finish it. I’m just so tantalizingly close to the end, but I never seem to reach it. Strange. But anyway, I just played Diablo II for an hour or so. I just thought I’d upload a pic of my current favorite character: Deckard, my Druid. He has all these cool shape-shifting, summoning, and elemental spells. He’s like the best of the necromancer and the sorceror (two of my fave character classes) in one.

I have some kick-ass plate mail armor, a heavily armored crown, and this killer maul that does incredible damage. I killed Mephisto without even going back to town for more health potions. It was pretty darn cool. I usually morph into a werebear when I fight, but sometimes I get lazy and just use my maul and my elemental spells. But anyway, I just thought I’d post that. I guess Stranger and I are supposed to hang out, I have no idea what we’ll do, the movie-watching thing is getting kinda old, at least to me. I was thinking we could go do random shit in Brookings if he wanted. I just want to go on a road trip SOOO bad, but I can’t. I hate my job. Well, I will hate it when I’m facing the wall and a mere four feet away from my boss all day. Grr. Eh, maybe it won’t suck so much. Tom can be talkative, but I’ll have my back to him. Hm. I just don’t like change. I feel that being closer to my boss will lead me closer to being fired. I don’t know why I feel that way. I think it’s an inferiority complex or something.

Oh god, I’m listening to Culture Club…kill me now.

hmm 0

I found this place that is supposed to pay for used textbooks, they said they’d give me $70 for most of my pile of books. That’s a good chunk of change. I’m not sure whether I’ll do it, though.

savings 0

I was rooting around in my online banking and I found my savings account, it was pretty cool to know that my money didn’t just disappear. I titled the account “Escape to Sacramento Fund,” although it’s more like an iBook fund. I hope my books aren’t too expensive, but I’m sure they will be. I can never get ahead. I’m going to make a list of the ISBNs for books that I’m not going to use any more to see if I can sell them online.

stuff 0

Me and Stranger ended up hanging out, we watched Nadja, half of Thomas In Love and half of Blade Runner (during which I fell asleep). But anyway, we started watching porn on Stranger’s laptop while we were watching Thomas In Love, and I was doing my Mystery Science Theater 3000 porn commentary, it entertained me. Hm, I wonder what the iBook’s battery life is like. Off to Apple.com. Wow, the 14-inch iBook (the one I want) has a maximum of 6 hours of battery life. Sweet. The PowerBook only gets like 3 hours. How incredibly lame. I made a banana milkshake when I got home from the recipe on the back of the soy milk box. It was really good. Um, I have no idea what to do today. I’ve just been hanging around listening to the Scissor Sisters on my mp3 player. I know what I should do, I should go get a tire pump from the store and then fill up the tires on my bike and go for a ride. However, I’ve already been to town like a million times. I forgot my driver’s license so I went back to my house when me and Stranger were driving around. I don’t feel like wasting gas today. Maybe I’ll go on a hike or something. I don’t have any hiking shoes though, I just have my running shoes with paint peeling off of them. Well, I’ll think of something to do. Maybe. I’ll go outside and play with my cats. It’s not like there’s anything else to do. Shit, I should do my FAFSA. Fuck it. I’ll do it later.

LOL 0

The Dante’s Inferno Test has banished you to the Seventh Level of Hell!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:

Level Score
Purgatory (Repenting Believers) Very Low
Level 1 – Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers) Very Low
Level 2 (Lustful) Very High
Level 3 (Gluttonous) Moderate
Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious) Very High
Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy) High
Level 6 – The City of Dis (Heretics) Extreme
Level 7 (Violent) Extreme
Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers) Very High
Level 9 – Cocytus (Treacherous) Very High

Take the Dante’s Inferno Hell Test

harder, faster 0

> Scissor Sisters – Filthy/Gorgeous
> Scissor Sisters – Lovers in the Backseat

I’m in love with this CD, I haven’t listened to anything but it (besides Massive Attack) all week. But anyway, when we went to eat I saw Stranger, he was dressed very dapper, very posh… so nouveau riche post-glam Goth Mod. It was sexy. It almost makes me want to buy clothes. We talked a bit. But anyway, my dad and his girlfriend and I had Chinese and it was pretty good. On the way over I kind of pissed my dad off by telling him that only one of the three classes I was taking really counted and that I couldn’t take any of the science classes because of my job. He started with this bullshit about that my school comes first, and I shut him up right quick with the simple fact that he wanted me to get a job so bad and now that I have it I’m stuck with it. So fuck him. Bastard.

But anyway, I’m really looking forward to hanging out with Stranger tonight, I wonder what we’ll do. I hope we do something, I’ve been SO bored this week and suffocating in the hell of work. I’m not looking forward to speech. But I get to have fun tonight, I hope.

I tried to get myself to go over to Royce’s house today (I heard that he was back in town from Charley) but I couldn’t. He has a boyfriend. The only reason I would show up would be to say something to the effect of “I love you, go out with me.” And that is just rediculous. We live in two different worlds. It would never work. And he might not even like me any more. We never have anything to talk about. He doesn’t have a computer. I don’t know. I guess I just pretend that he’s the perfect guy just living a few streets away.

Anyway, I was looking at flat screen monitors (I don’t know why) and I found the perfect one, it’s made by ViewSonic (i.e. really good quality), it’s a 19 inch TFT LCD monitor. In short, TFT=incredible viewing angles and clarity. It has a contrast ratio high enough to make me pop a boner. Well anyway, it’s an inch bigger than the CRT monitor I have now, but there’s one problem: it’s $430. I don’t really know what I need a flat screen monitor for, but it would be cool. It would be incredibly cool. But I suppose not as cool as getting a PowerBook.

Motherfuck, my bandwidth has gone to shit in the last few hours. It had better fucking get better if they’re going to charge me $10 more a month. That’s fifty fucking dollars. Well, thirty when my dad pays his share, but still. Fuck Charter and their monopoly. I’m going to restart and see if that does anything to my bandwidth. If that doesn’t work, Charter is going to get an angry phone call.

good news and bad news 0

Well, this day is finally over. The cool thing that happened today was that my computer at work broke! It’s this ancient iMac and it made this tick-tick-tick-tick sound, then this grating sound, then when I restarted it couldn’t find the startup disk. That’s the cool news. Well, the cool news is that I get the newer iMac that Matt M. is using. That’s kinda cool. The bad news is that they’re moving me totally away from everyone, right next to Mike’s desk. Which pisses me off. I’m going to face a wall. And everyone in the news room will be able to see my screen. No surreptitious blog posts when I’m pissed any more. Fun, fun, fun. But at least I get a newer computer. I’m not really very jazzed about it, it doesn’t have OS X. Lame. But at least maybe it won’t crash all the time. Life bores the shit out of me. And Charter is raising their rates, which means it’s going to cost $10 a month more for my Internet service. It’s total bullshit. But I’m hooked, and they have absolutely no competition. They could charge $1000 a month if they wanted to. Fuck. Well, at least the new TigerDirect catalog came in the mail. I’d better give it a drool.