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Thursday, May 24th, 2001 | 12:49 am |
My trip to Denny's, or: How Brian regained his crown. We went to Denny's tonight. It was pretty uneventful, except I was drunk, but the political debates that we were having got a little heated and were pretty fun. The real payoff was when we were leaving and Brian decided to play the claw game. He put a few dollars in before he got the payoff, a teddy bear with lederhosen. Of course, he couldn't stop there, and promptly put in more money, and soon got a dolphin. with the extra chance left from the money he put in for the sucessful dolphin grab, he scored a bear in a construction costume. Then, the big score, a teddy bear in formal attire with a mexican flag across his chest. I was reminded of the glory days, when Brian would put in 2 credits and walk away with 2 toys. Anyone who thinks you can't beat the house on those claw games hasn't seen Brian at work. He is the master. | Friday, May 11th, 2001 | 7:03 am |
Why DO I get up in the morning? Recently the question was asked of me, "WHat gets you up in the morning?" Not wanting to fire off a glib answer, I've been thinking about that question a lot these past few days and I've come the the conclusion that I don't have a goddamn clue.
The best answer I've heard so far is "The realization that if I don't, things CAN get worse", but that hardly seems like a reason to get up. Instead, it's more of a reason not to stay in bed all day. I need something positive, life affirming, but it just feels like there's nothing there for me.
Maybe I'm just being a big crybaby, demanding something to make my life happy when in actuality there is nothing of the sort anywhere, or maybe I'm justified in my depression.
Either way I feel let down by Surprise Wedding 2. I wanted to see rejection and heartbreak for cying out loud, not happy endings! | Sunday, April 15th, 2001 | 7:42 pm |
Gabba Gabba Hey! So, lymphatic cancer took it's toll, and took from us one of the most radical and refreshing voices in music of the past 50 years. Joey Ramone died this afternoon. I'd be hard pressed to think of a band, or a singer, who has influenced me more, both as a musician or a person. The Ramones have a reputation as punkers, and along with that sterotype comes the inevitable assumption of nihilism, but when I was growing up, hating the world and myself, the Ramones' sound was music of hope. That's really what was so amazing about them to me. Their songs weren't particularly uplifting in content, songs about antisocial angst, sniffing glue and general sickness with the world, but when I heard that other people felt the same way as me, it was like the load on me became a little more shared. There's a void in the music world that I don't think can ever be filled. Joey Ramone, you will be missed. Current Mood: distressedCurrent Music: Ramones - Here Today, Gone Tomorrow | Thursday, March 29th, 2001 | 12:45 am |
I forgot to mention my new hairstyle... I HAVE A MULLET!!! It truly is glorious. I'm officially the toughest guy in the house now. Hell, I'd even beat myself up, I'm that tough. | 12:38 am |
Hey, look, I suck! Damn, I never update. I guess that makes me pretty worthless as web entertainment. So, I just finished watching Boot Camp. For those of you not in the know, it's the mid-season replacement for Temptation Island (RIP). I loved TI. It was the weekly party. Everyone would come over to watch it on the tv over here, and we yelled at the people and made fun of them. I have to admit that I was upset when everyone stayed together, they were pretty lame to one another. I guess they all just sucked. | Wednesday, October 11th, 2000 | 12:00 pm |
The laziness that is me Well, the grind is taking a toll on me. If it weren't for coffee, I'd probably be dead. Anyway, things are going relatively well, I'm finally doing well in calculus, all my classes are pretty much under control, and I'm pretty sure that I'm the baddest mofo in Humboldt county. Awwww yeah. I also recently realized that I'm a big jerk and forgot to call my sister on her birthday. I can't believe that I forgot it, but with how hectic things have been lately, keeping a thought in my head has become rather difficult. | Thursday, August 24th, 2000 | 3:10 pm |
Whoo, what a week. I realize I'm not updating this very often, well, i'm a lazy bastard. I've been spending this week drinking, recovering, repeat. Last thursday was the start of that whole cycle, but also the pinnacle of the last few weeks. Link 80 came up to play a show up here, and hanging out with them, it felt almost like i never left the Bay Area. We spent a few minutes catching up with what everyone had been up to recently, then we just got down to talking about the same old things. The weirdest thing was that Matt, their original guitar player, and one of my few friends in high school, was their roadie for this tour. So they spent the night here, and a lot of drinking and debauchery went on. AKA Nothing also played that show, and came over to hang out for a while, which ruled, since they're all really nice guys, and a very cool band. So now I have only a few days to clean up my act and get ready for school. Woo Hoo. Current Mood: drainedCurrent Music: Mighty Mighty Bosstones - All Things Considered | Saturday, August 12th, 2000 | 2:14 pm |
I'm a wuss. So, last night, Tim, Carla, Brian and I went out to Arts Arcata, to hang with all the Arcata art snobs, and on the way home, we stopped to rent a movie. Carla decided she wanted to see "Magnolia" and talked Tim into it, and I agreed, though a movie with a flower for the title wasn't what I had in mind. We got home, and I made a swing by the liquor store for a 40, figuring it'd make this "wimpy" movie tolerable. Honestly, I had no idea what this movie was going to be about, I was kind of expecting a Jane Austen period piece. So we're watching, and I'm loving how it's all interrelated, yet disjointed, and I'm also enjoying my malt liquor. Well, about in the middle of the movie, I started noticing lots of parallels to my own life in funny little details, and also in the main themes, and a lot of these parallels are sensitive areas for me. The whole subject of father-son relationships, particularly sour ones, is a pretty touchy thing for me. So what happened? I cried like I haven't cried in years. I suppose I made something of a spectacle of myself, sobbing, with tears streaming down my face. It was really therapeutic, as I haven't really cried since the summer of '97, when I had a huge fight with my dad, and the things he said were pretty weak sauce, to say the least. So, I'm even more of a big cuddly, sensitive teddy bear guy now. I even stayed up till 6 watching the movie a second time. I haven't seen anybody since last night, though, so I have no clue if they're all laughing at me. This place is so deserted on weekends. Current Mood: drainedCurrent Music: Common Rider | Wednesday, August 9th, 2000 | 12:33 am |
OOPS... Well, it looks like St._Ranger isn't the only one to jmp off my balcony and hurt themselves... the door locked after me, and since no one was home, I had to jump, and i severely sprained my ankle in the process. I remember that snap. goddamnit! | Tuesday, August 8th, 2000 | 10:54 pm |
Hell, it often seems my life is going nowhere, and I only get around to writing about it when I'm drunk. I can't even find a reason to get out of bed lately. I figure, when I'm asleep I incur no debt, so why wake up? I'm quickly losing all hangups about this new possibe job. The only one I really have, and will always have, is that I'll miss all my friends. To fix that I'll definitely be up here to visit, but this damn tcnophobic ton is destroying my soul, I'm sure of it. It's tough to find anyone with a computer mindset, which is good to a point, since it insures that I keep my other interests up, but I'll never make it as a musican, and a roadie? No roadies ever "make it" but it's a fun vacation. No doubt about it, Arcata's a tough town for geeks. I love it though. I've heard "it's too early to take calls" be used as an as excuse for businesses to not take calls at 10:00 in the morning up here, which reflects well. But it'll be difficult to go back to being the small fish again. I'm a big fish in a small pond up here, but the valley'll make me into a guppie. I can't stay here, though, there's no good computer jobs, and it's been wearing on me for the past 3 years. I'm sick of being on the "dumbshit crew", but there's nobody hiring for the "I know some stuff, and like to joke in Perl" crew.
Current Music: Mustard Plug, Common Rider | Friday, August 4th, 2000 | 12:03 am |
Well, I'm all outta malt liquor. I'll give y'all a chance to guess what I'm drinking now. Three guesses per person, and I bet evilbeard will get it first!
Winner gets a song of their choice. I'll find you and drag you to a karaoke bar.
Related news: did everyone hear that Tim and Carla asked me to sing the first song at their wedding? I'm gonna sing "You're Nobody 'till Somebody Loves You" by Dean Martin. Schweet. | Thursday, August 3rd, 2000 | 11:19 pm |
Yaargh! I am the Stitchmonster! ok, so I'm just Stitch... I'm a monster though. It's funny how a 40 is way more fun when you drink it in shots. But the insomnia haunts me still... gaaah! I'll fall asleep sometime. |
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