This time tomorrow, I’ll be in FUCKING SAC!!!!!! *keyboard smash of ecstasy!*
Categories: Happiness
At 1 a.m., I’m inspired to do many things, one of which is two randomly obey the commands of my blogosphere buddies. Amanda posted a list of her top 5 people she’d like to fuck. And I must put in my five cents as well. The countdown begins!
At number one, we have the indomitable Brian Molko (center), the singer for Placebo. One word: delicious. He sort of old now, but in his prime he was the ubersexy god of androgynous SEXINESS. Watch the “Pure Morning” video if you want to see the sex at work.
James Duval. Oh… what can I say that isn’t said by this picture? All those incredible Gregg Araki movies would be nothing without the pensive, sexy figure of James Duval punctuating every scene. *spooge*
Milla Jovovich Yes…I know, I’m gay. And she’s old enough to be my mom. But LOOK AT THAT! I want to get shot by her, that’s for damn sure. So fucking hot.
Steve Jobs Yes, I know…how silly of me. But look at him. He was a millionaire back then. And not so bad looking, by millionaire standards. If I squint my eyes he sorta looks like that guy from That 70s Show. Give him a shave and some glamming up, and we would be hitting the clubs, Apple-style.
Werner Heisenburg – I had to Google it just to be sure, but it turns out that my darling Werner was actually not so bad looking! And to think of all the incredible discoveries he made! I don’t know about you, but it turns me on to know that the outcome of the universe isn’t fixed. And then there’s the whole ‘former Nazi’ thing, which is even sexier! j/k
Categories: Happiness
I WANT TO MAKE LOVE TO DISK UTILITY! Twenty minutes on my Mac at work was all that was needed to fix my iPod. YAY!!!!!! I’m in ecstasy. *orgasm!*
Also: a new record, 97 spam comments today. And I haven’t even opened my email client today, there’s probably a hundred more.
UPDATE: The record is now 161.
> Modjo – Rollercoaster
> Lacquer – Time for Yesterday
Today was pretty fun, I got off work early and got to walk over to beachfront park and take a bunch of photos. I posted them all on my flickr gallery.
I love this one:
Anyway, after that I went over to Misty’s house and we talked for a bit. Then I went up to my house, took a nap, ate dinner (spaghetti, yum!), and went up to my class in Brookings. I think that I’ve gotten over the part of the math that I was getting stuck on, but I’m having to solve these incredibly complex, tedious problems. I have to spend even more time doing my work now. Grr.
I don’t know why, but I have this incredible desire to create art now. Like, I can’t even fight it. I HAVE to take a million photos a day, even if most of them are crap. I think that the creative part of my brain is fighting the logical math part. I sort of enjoy the duality. Well, after my class was over I went into town and played dance revolution for a while. I was still pretty good, but I would always die on the last song. Like, right before it would end my life bar would run out. I guess I’m just not as good as I used to be. But I will soon fix that.
Today I told Misty that I couldn’t move in with her, and she was fine with it. That felt good. Now I have to tell Matt that I can’t work on his web site. I’m so tired today.
I ended up running into Misty and Katelyn (the one that I went on the trip with) at the movie theatre, and we met back at Misty’s house. We ate this delicious ham and lima bean soup that Misty had made and watched the end of 50 First Dates. Then we got this puzzle out that Misty had been working on for a few months and we started on that while watching Will and Grace. After Will and Grace we got such a craving for ice cream, so I drove us over to Safeway. I got all natural mint chocolate chip, and it was de-freaking-licious. We kept going on the puzzle for hours, watching Sex and the City and this prurient “cheaters” show, finishing the puzzle around 1:30 a.m. I put like five pieces in, but still…I helped. Me and Katelyn had this cool convo about David Lynch and weird movies, and I was able to supply her the name of Lost Highway, a David Lynch movie she’d seen but couldn’t remember the name of.
I’m hungry and tired. Last night I dreamt that I took my iPod swimming with me and it got in the water and the headphone plug broke, turning into a plug made of clear plastic covered with thin tin foil that was flaking off. But it was still playing music even though it was all full of water. Weird.
Oh yeah, I have great news. One of my coworkers is going on vacation so I’m going to have to cover for her for three weeks which means I basically have a full-time job all through November. And guess what I’m going to get!
I really want the 23″ display, which is $1100, but I probably will only be able to afford the 20″ display, which is $700. I really like my current monitor, but I have outgrown it. I can’t deal with only 18 in. of workspace. That means I have to cram every single thing I do into 18 in. Yes, I know. Not possible. With this new display all be doing lots more work and less alt+tab. I hate it when I think that I’m done toning a photo, then I zoom out and realize that I’ve just done the rectangular center of the photo and it looks ridiculous.
And I also want a great digital camera. My current one is perfect for taking pictures for online viewing, but it only makes prints that are like 8×6 in. and I really want to get into the whole digital photography thing where you print out your prints instead of just uploading them to flickr, and to do that I’m going to need a camera with more than three megapixels.
Omg. The more I read William Gibson’s Neuromancer, the more I realize that the Wachowski brothers (creators of the Matrix trilogy) basically stuck Neuromancer on the copy machine and made millions of dollars. Guess what the orbital space station where the characters are staying now is called? Yes, you guessed it. Zion. And the descriptions of the characters that inhabit this place are exactly like the ones that are in the Zion from the Matrix movies.
It’s still sort of interesting though, to see what the moviemakers took from the book and what they didn’t. I wish this was a Philip K. Dick novel, because I would know that there was going to be some incredible twist at the end. Well, they’re still might be. I just have to be patient.
Crap. I need to go to bed. I put off doing some work yesterday, and it’s going to catch up with me tomorrow. Damn people. Why do they have to keep dying? They bore me by dying. When they die in droves, my workload goes through the roof. Old people are lemmings. Well, I should go to sleep.
It’s been awhile since I’ve blogged. Let’s see… I went on that trip to Eureka with Misty and that other person, and it turned out at the other person wasn’t the person that I thought that she was taking it all. I thought the trip would totally suck, but it was actually really really fun. It turns out at the girl that she brought and I have the same birthday, and all sorts of other stuff. We got along very well. I got a bunch of new clothes, a cigarette lighter power charger thing for my iPod, and a new belt. I spent a lot of money, but I can’t really feel bad about it because I got so many cool new clothes and such. And I didn’t go over my balance either. I also got some new shoes! They’re very nice, and very comfortable.
I also have some pictures from the trip, but that would require me to open Photoshop and do a bunch of stuff that I don’t feel like doing this morning. My wrists hurt quite badly this morning, and I don’t know why. Anyway, the hotel we stayed in was quite affordable, and very nice. I wasn’t even grossed out about taking a shower in it, and I am so picky about my hotel rooms.
Well, I’d better get dressed. I got a white dress shirt, and I’m wanting to include it in my outfit today, but I really don’t want today to be the day where everybody is commenting on my clothing. One day I wore a brown blazer and everyone was freaking out because it wasn’t black. I don’t enjoy such attention.
I wanted to ride my bike to work this morning, since I rode the three-mile loop yesterday and it felt great. However, there is a big difference between riding 3 mi. and riding 10 mi. I would have to start out much much earlier than normal just to have some sort of safety cushion in case I got exhausted. Well, I should get ready. More details about the trip will follow.
PS: I started J.G. Ballard’s Concrete Island yesterday, and I’m about halfway through it. It’s a really interesting novel, but it’s much shorter than I ever thought. It’s more like a novella. It’s around 170 pages, but the margins are absolutely enormousand the type is a bit large as well. I’m loving the idea of the story more than Ballard’s style of writing, but they combine to make it the cool story that it is.
Categories: Happiness
Check out Apple.com. Video iPod. Incredible new iMac.
I WANT AN IMAC SO BAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!! DAMN MY TENDONITIS!!!!! DAMN THE LACK OF VOICE-RECOGNITION SOFTWARE FOR OSX!!!!!
THE IMACS ARE SO FUCKING SEXY!!!!! GRRRR!!!
Okay, I’m done.
Today I make a vow. The first Intel-based iMacs that ship, I’m buying one. I don’t care what I have to do. Well, I have to save up $1200. But other than that, I will do anything to get one. Climb mountains, cross deserts, ford streams…even *gasp* work fast food. I am in awe. I want to sell my Nano and get one of those new iPods. It would only be like forty dollars more if I sold my Nano on eBay. But I just want it for coolness, not utilitarianism. I like how stealthy my Nano is. Try to hide one of those incredibly sexy new iPods. Well, we’ll see how long I hold out before I buy one. My love for the iMac is the only thing stopping me.
Categories: übergossip!,Happiness
I did two sections of math and then started A Scanner Darkly. It’s incredible. I absolutely love the way Philip K. Dick writes. It’s a very different narrator than his other novels that I read (Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep and The Man in the High Castle).
Unfortunately, my next section of math is going to be incredibly boring. It’s beginning algebra, instead of geometry (which I find relatively interesting, due to how visual it is). Fucking uberyawn about the algebra though. But at least I know that I’ll be able to do it home and I won’t have to ask the teacher any questions. My wrists were really killing me after I did all that math. I think I’m going to have to start doing it in pen so that I’m not straining my wrists as much. Shit. I have to get up at 6 a.m. tomorrow to cover for one of my coworkers at my second job who’s on vacation. It’s going to screw up my whole schedule for tomorrow. I’d better get enough sleep.
Categories: Happiness
> Infected Mushroom – Blink
I slept until 3 p.m. today. When I woke up my box full of books I ordered from Amazon.com was in front of my door. I got everything except for Concrete Island. I immediately started to devour The Atrocity Exhibition. It is very interesting. It’s also fragmented and strange. Most of the stories and and stuff I’ve read so far are all variations on the theme of the dehumanization and mechanization of the human race. But there is this really cool thing about the book is that Ballard wrote little notes to the reader in the margins and I really like it. Ballard is one of my favorite writers and it’s really cool to think that he’s just explaining the coolest parts of the book right to you. A note on The Atrocity Exhibition: when it was first published in the seventies, the CEO of Doubleday ordered every single one of the books shredded once he read it. There are all sorts of illustrations of the human body and technology and it’s really weird and macabre.
These books arriving when they have is very bad for my math. I have to do to two chapters this week. I’m so behind. Oh well.
At least I’m not getting high and watching daytime television instead of doing my homework. Reading social commentary of the magnitude of Ballard’s definitely pardons my math procrastination.
I have to find some way to tell Misty that I’m not moving in with her. I really want to do it, but I have a feeling that I’m going to be totally broke if I do it. Which is totally true. And I have to save up $2000 for an Intel-based Power Mac or PowerBook.
Anyway, I need to take a shower and get ready to go to work. I really don’t want to go. But then again I never do.
Categories: Happiness
> Lacquer – Track 11, The Tosser’s Song
> Depeche Mode – Policy of Truth
> Dondolo – Peng
> Black Eyed Peas – My Humps
So I guess that guy from Brookings didn’t block me at all. He instant messaged me last night while I was talking to Kelly, and we had a long conversation. He had been been hanging out with this friend almost exclusively that is going into the army sometime very soon. The guy (Thomas) said he’s going to be in Crescent City on Friday, so I guess we’re going to see see a movie. He was a bit vague as to whether there were going to be any other people. We had a great conversation over the phone weeks ago, so I hope the same will follow for meeting in person.
I just did the Dragon NaturallySpeaking tutorial, and I have now found out how to do all of the things that required me using the keyboard. Why I didn’t do this before, I have no idea. It’s timed very well, because I totally blew out my wrists typing obituaries today. They still hurt. And I have two more to do tomorrow, at the least. I hope I feel better tomorrow. Why can’t they just use PC’s there? Well, if they did, I’m sure that they would be incredibly crappy and completely unable to run Dragon.
My math class is Thursday, and I need to do a bunch of homework. I’m really hungry, and I can’t focus. Not to mention the searing pain in my arm. After work I walked over to Rite Aid and bought a tea ball so that I could make some of the loose red tea that I bought ages ago. Joe’s still hasn’t e-mailed me back, but he’s probably busy with classes like I should be.
My dad made chili for dinner, and it was actually palatable. I’m very surprised. Last night I slept for about 12 hours. Misty called me around midnight, and I was totally asleep. I hope she calls tonight, mostly so I can tell her the gossip about the Brookings guy. I think he was flirting with me, but I couldn’t be sure. Jordan has been obsessively messaging him. The one lesson I learned from The Persian Boy is to never be importunate. And Jordan definitely excels at that. How pathetic.
Since the auction on my laptop didn’t go through; I bought books yesterday and they shipped today! I got:
Neuromancer (remembering tomorrow) by William Gibson
The Atrocity Exhibition by J. G. Ballard
Ender’s Game by Orson Scott Card
Concrete Island: a Novel by J. G. Ballard
A Scanner Darkly by Philip K. Dick
The Ballard titles I have wanted for ever, but didn’t want to play roulette with whether they would be good or not. But come on, it’s Ballard. I guess I was just disappointed by reading Player Piano by Vonnegut, and having it sort of suck. I read later that it was his first novel, so I can understand it’s sucking… but if Ballard sucked, it would destroy my precarious world. Anyway, I have been reading Jane Austen and Mary Shelley for way too long and I need the testosterone/semiconductor-crazed fantasies of some cyberpunk pulp. I have wanted to read The Atrocity Exhibition and Concrete Island since like 2003. It will be incredibly cool to finally get them. And I always wanted to read Philip K. Dick. I heard ages ago that they were making a movie out of A Scanner Darkly, so that was the reason I wanted to buy it. I wonder when it’s coming out. I should ask Josh.
I can’t wait to hang out with Thomas Friday. It probably won’t happen, since he has stood me up before, but it would be cool to hang out with a stranger for once. Well, not a stranger. But someone that I don’t know everything about. I stayed up to 5 a.m. two days ago pulling Misty’s hair through a cap in order for her to put blond highlights in it. She totally owes me a haircut. I don’t know how I would look short again. I am sort of accustomed to this scraggly Beatles-esque look now. I hope me and Misty will hang out tonight. I will bring over my tea, if she wants some. Oh yeah, I promised her I would bake her cookies. I will once I don’t have any more math homework to do. I really need to get on that. I will put some soft music on my iPod and get to it. Now.
Oh, PS: I was overhearing a conversation between the Insipid Coworker of Doom and my boss, and she was assuring him that we absolutely couldn’t scan is one thing in because it was too big. I wanted to walk into his office, smack her, and say “Shut up, lazy bitch. I scan big documents all the time. You just scan it in section by section and knit it together in Photoshop. It’s amazing that since your primary job is to use Photoshop that you have absolutely no idea how to use it. Go suck a cock, you inept cunt.”
OK, must start the homework.
iPod dance tunes of the day: Lacquer – Behind, Lenny Kravitz – Dig In, Gwen – Hollaback Girl, NIN – Only, Kinky – Mas
You can’t dance to anything but music with puerile lyrics and incredibly simplistic beats.
Nothing gets me in the dancing mood more than a random guy from Brookings that seems intelligent adding me as a friend on MySpace. That and only getting like five hours of sleep.
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