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Sunday, October 19th, 2003
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3:25 pm
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Just because it's so priceless... a segment of Roger Ebert's opinion of the remake of The Texas Chainsaw Massacre.
"The Texas Chainsaw Massacre" doesn't want to exorcise anything. It wants to tramp crap through our imaginations and wipe its feet on our dreams."
"There were times when I intensely wanted to walk out of the theater and into the fresh air and look at the sky and buy an apple and sigh for our civilization..."
You go Ebert.
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| Saturday, October 18th, 2003
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11:35 am - Stupidest shit I've heard today.
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I guess this is what the day is gearing up to be.
"I think Keanu Reeves is a great actor. Just because he looks like he's stoned doesn't mean he sucks at acting."
current music: George Clinton & Parliament Funkadelic - We Want The Funk
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12:31 am
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It was really cool. I had just picked up the phone to call Karin back, and I was walking over to kneel in the chair on my east window. A few seconds after she picked up, I noticed that a huge slice of mandarin orange was rising just above the east bay hills. I told Karin to go to her east window and looked, but she said she was too tired. I was like, "Fuck, how often do you get to see an orange moon rising over the hills." but she didn't care. After I finally bitched at her long enough for her to get out of bed and look, she couldn't even see it. Why does NO ONE have a sense of giving a shit about the fucking world.
Since I have decided to start writing in here again, I suppose it's important for me to mention that I have discovered within me a huge chunk of dormant adventure. With no outlet to use it on, it's becoming increasingly harder and harder to ignore it, especially with small things triggering it now and then.
Did anyone know that there's a fucking hidden grove in the hills behind Carlmont High School? I don't worry about talking about it here, because A) You'd never find it based on that alone and B) I doubt that many of the people out there in the world would care enough to go look for it, especially if they already know they might not find it.
I remember I was once with my dad driving up that stretch of Edgewood Road next to the mental hospital... y'know, on the edge of that canyon. I got this image of hanggliding across the canyon to whatever lay beyond. I was like, 9 or 10... maybe younger. Anyway, I asked my dad what I might find over there, and, I suppose humoring me, he told me there were a few abandoned buildings and stuff. Well, this always stayed with me even though I knew he was just making it up, and when I read about a geocache being around there, I went and asked him about the best approach. When I did, he told me that there'd be a few abandoned buildings and crap. I was like, holy fuck, I thought you were lying all this time. So yeah, that's spot number one to explore. To find the geocache, and to check out a bunch of decrepid buildings.
So yeah, I've become a geocacher and an Urban Explorer since the last time I wrote in this. Who's with me, damnit?
Edit: Fucking bullshit, it didn't enter the date correctly, but the time is now set correctly.
current music: Cake - The Distance
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| Friday, October 17th, 2003
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12:31 am -
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I know I said I'd never write in this again, but this is more of a checkup.
With things being the way they are... not neccesarily bad... but... just the way they are, I've had a lot of interesting experiences and thoughts that I've felt like sharing. They aren't retarded like they used to be, at the very least, they're entirely ignorable.
What I'd really like to know is... who's still on my friends list? Just give me a comment or something, I don't care what. It's just the shout in the dark to find out who I'm still talking to.
current mood: adventurous
current music: The Chemical Brothers - Electrobank(Live)
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| Wednesday, March 5th, 2003
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10:17 am - Ahem again...
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Two years ago, I wrote something really stupid...
Nineteen years ago, a legend was born...
Now, again, for your pleasure, on the day after Jasoneve, Jasonmas... I present the last shred of nostalgia I have.
(in the sound of any stereotypical Bruce Springsteen song)
Its-my-berf-day
yeah!
Its-my ber-er-erf-day
WOO!
It's-my-berf-day
yeah!
It's -my-ber-er-erf-day
if-it-wasn't-today
it-wouldn't bemyberfday
if-it-wadn'tmyberfday
it-wouldn't-be-today-today
YEAH!
Its-my-berf-day
yeah!
Its-my ber-er-erf-day
WOO!
It's-my-berf-day
yeah!
It's -my-ber-er-erf-day
Its-my-berf-day
yeah!
Its-my ber-er-erf-day
WOO!
It's-my-berf-day
yeah!
It's -my-ber-er-erf-day
*guitar solo*
Its-my-berf-day
yeah!
Its-my ber-er-erf-day
WOO!
It's-my-berf-day
yeah!
It's -my-ber-er-erf-day
*drum solo*
*guitar solo*
Its-my-berf-day
yeah!
Its-my ber-er-erf-day
WOO!
It's-my-berf-day
yeah!
It's -my-ber-er-erf-day
yeah!
Its-my ber-er-erf-day
WOO!
It's-my-berf-day
yeah!
It's -my-ber-er-erf-day
yeah!
Its-my ber-er-erf-day
WOO!
It's-my-berf-day
yeah!
It's -my-ber-er-erf-day
IT'S MY BERFDAY!
? Jason Hall
Happy Jasonmas everybody!
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| Thursday, August 22nd, 2002
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4:34 pm
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| Tuesday, August 13th, 2002
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11:43 am
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So yes. I am bored out of my skull.
Here I am at work, with absolutely nothing to do. It's not so uncommon, really... but I don't take my lunch break until 1:00 pm which is an hour and fifteen minutes from now. No one is online, or at least willing to talk to me. I've been through my friends page multiple times, and I'm nursing a bottle of water I got this morning. I've finished fixing 3 PC's this morning, and writing numerous e-mails. The flourescent lighting is starting to burn into my eyes, and into my ears comes the constant bitching of my coworker Patti who can't enjoy a single day without bitching about something or someone.
Patti, who I used to have a lot of respect for, is one of those hypocritical people who can't say a nice thing about anyone. She expands small events into epic tales of betrayal and danger, and only recently did I realize the warnings she gave me about certain people were completely unfounded. The reason the few who treat her like crap do so, is because all she does is treat them like crap right back. I smile, laugh, frown, and sigh at her stories because I don't ever want to get on her bad side. It's amazing I haven't done so already. Yesterday, the Chief, yes, the Chief of the department came in looking for Patti, who had called in sick. It turns out he wanted a document scanned and OCR'd and he asked if I thought I could do it. I said I'd give it a try... and when he left, I had no choice but to use Patti's computer, as no other computer had a scanner attatched to it. So I turned on her computer, logged in as myself, and tried to scan/OCR it, and it wouldn't... so, exasperated, I wrote a note to Patti, put it on the top of her monitor, and got back to what I was doing before... which wasn't much, heh.
This morning I walk in and the first thing she asks me is, "Why were you on my computer?" and I said, "Loren (the chief), wanted me to try and scan something. I left a note on your monitor." And she replies, "There's no note." and looks around for it. I reply, "Yeah, I couldn't find where the scanning software was..." and she's like, "There's no note here." I say, "That's weird, I left one there. Mike can vouch for me." She says again, "I'm serious, there's no note here." It's like she was looking for a reason to persecute me... and then she found the note under a pile of papers, and criticized how small I wrote it...
Mike is another story. Mike is a hard worker, but he's not driven at all. All he does is what's given to him, which is plenty, but if I ever need help doing something, he makes it quite obvious that he could be doing something better. He's fun to talk to, but his sarcasm and "humor" are that of a 12 year olds... if someone is in a bad position, he makes fun of it, rather than helping them out of it.
Anyway, that's it for my rant about them... I'm thinking that instead of coming back here to eat... I'm going to buy something, and then I'm going to eat it and sleep for half an hour in my truck, 'cause I'm tired as hell.
And I miss having the hope of ... what was bugging me for the last week, but... meh. That's what I get for doing what I always do.
current mood:  discontent
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| Sunday, August 11th, 2002
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10:42 am
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Note to self:
NEVER EVER E-MAIL ANYTHING TO ANYONE EVER AGAIN, EVER. YOU HEAR ME? EVER. NO. JUST DON'T. NOT EVEN TO THAT GUY WHO E-MAILED YOU THAT ONE TIME AND YOU WERE LIKE, "HEY, I SHOULD E-MAIL HIM BACK!" NO, STAY AWAY FROM IT.
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| Saturday, August 10th, 2002
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10:30 am
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Hours left: Thirty-seven and a half.
I think I lose.
*sighs* Yay for me. At least she didn't turn out to be a lesbian like the last girl I liked.
And why am I making this a public post? Because damnit, sometimes it's easier to just not give a damn...
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| Friday, August 9th, 2002
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8:24 am - ~censored~
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Well, so another night has passed, and now I feel oh so dumb.
So, instead of ------- ---, I decided to write -- ----- with a -------- edge. Probably not the best of ideas, but I thought it was clever. Ask me and I’ll show you. But yeah, then the -------- start ------ and I didn’t get any ----- and so I started to ----- ---. I mean I only have… what… - ----- left? It’s slowly ------ -- up from --- ------. I mean, the sheer thought, "perhaps if I had ------ ---, --- would’ve -------- me then…" but speculation like that only leads to ---------- and -------. I know this ----- is ------ and more ----------- than it should be, but that’s only for it’s ------- -----.
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| Thursday, August 8th, 2002
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7:39 pm
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11:32 am
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| Wednesday, August 7th, 2002
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10:15 am - First e-mail I've gotten at work today.
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ATTACHED IS THE CURRENT URINE SUPPLIES POLICY
PLEASE POST COPIES NEAR SUPPLIES AREA SO ALL MAY KNOW WHO TO CONTACT REGARDING BOXES, BOTTLES, SEALS, BAGGIES AND LIDS.
THANKS,
URINE TOXICOLOGY FORENSIC LABORATORY
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8:55 am - I seriously am starting to hate mornings...
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6:42 - Alarm (my stereo's volume set to 20 ((out of thirty)) wakes me up.
6:42:10 - I rush over to shut it off before I get a headache.
6:43 - I assess the situation:
1. Urinate.
2. Shower.
3. Hygenation.
4. Clothing.
6:44 - Urination cycle begins, bladder is relieved.
6:46 - Remove clothes and enter shower.
7:00 - Exit shower, squeaky clean. Start drying.
7:03 - Dry.
7:03:30 - Brush teeth, add deoderant, wash face, shave (trim).
7:09 - Complete above actions, continue to clothing.
7:15 - Clothing donned after much hunting for apparel.
7:15-7:30 - Blank time, I don't know what happens here.
7:31 - Put everything in pockets, add belt.
7:33 - Turn on alarm.
7:34 - Leave and lock house; enter vehicle.
7:36 - Start CD player, start car, begin drive.
7:37 - Exit driveway.
7:50 - Enter parking spot.
7:55 - Enter office, turn on computer...
8:00 - Computer loads, day begins.
8:02 - Read SomethingAwful.com
8:15 - NOTHING FOR ANOTHER 5 FUCKING HOURS.
1:00 pm - Take lunch break.
2:00 - Return.
2:01 - NOTHING FOR ANOTHER 3 FUCKING HOURS.
5:00 - Leave office, enter vehicle.
5:05 - Exit parking space.
5:20 - Arrive at home.
5:25 - Mope, due to circumstances beyond my control.
6:00 - Wishing period ends, freefall begins.
7:00 - Perhaps play a game. Watch a movie. Something. (Dark feelings.)
8:00 - Chat a little. Wish comes back for a moment, but is dashed. (Darker feelings.)
9:00 - Heavy sigh. (Reaching for the hand and just missing it.)
10:00 - The Resignation. Around 10, I stop caring.
12:00 am - Return to sleep, and repeat. (hope)
current mood: loop
current music: Some song on my coworkers radio. I think it's Flake.
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| Monday, August 5th, 2002
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7:24 am
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| Sunday, August 4th, 2002
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10:54 pm - C'est La Vie
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Woo... s'bringing me down. *sigh*
3 weeks left. Just live until then...
Worst best summer ever.
... how are all of you doing?
current mood:  lonely
current music: Oasis - Champagne Supernova
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10:52 am
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Oh. And I'm trying to find something to do today. If you happen to find it, please tell me so I can get it back.
(note: If, strangely, you noticed that my last post is gone... that's because I put it in friends only... Why? Erm...)
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| Friday, July 26th, 2002
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2:31 pm - The Rules For Creating A Spider Army
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Now, as is, spiders hold a large portion of this Earth. There are more of them than us (humans), and they cause fear in many, such as me, and possibly you.
But humans and spiders can live together in harmony, I preach.
"But spiders can kill people!" a voice says from the crowd.
People can kill people! We live with other people! An infant can drown in two inches of water! Does that mean we don't give him water?
The voice responds naught.
I continue, The basis of raising any spider army rests on one principal. Respect. Before you enlist spiders to join your ranks, you must realize that you are not their commander, you are their recruiter. You are the one sent to spread the word that it is possible to live together! Respect your fellow spider. Let him live, and he, in turn, will let you live.
Never kill spiders unless absolutely necessary.
Here're the ways to get spiders in your ranks.
If you see a spider on the floor, gracefully moving away from you, do not kill it. Let it go. What is the purpose of wasting energy to stomp on a spider which is just looking for some lovely bugs to feast upon? It's not out to get you, it's out to get out!
If a spider is approaching you, do not panic. Chances are he is lost, and he's coming to ask you a question on how to get out. Wait until he is within your danger zone* and from that point on, make a decision.
*The danger zone is a one foot radius around you in which you can instantly decide if a spider is for or against you. If the spider is traveling with great speed towards your shoes, he is a terrorist spider on a mission to do damage to what he sees as the flesh-devil. If it hesitates within this barrier, chances are, he meant not to be there at that moment. Give him a chance to make up his mind, and act appropriately.
If a spider is on your body:
First deduce where. If he is on your hand, flick him off, and see if he comes towards you. If he does, act appropriately. If he doesn't, let him go. If it is crawling up your arm, chances are he wants some sweet sweet flesh. Destroy it. Basically, if a spider is crawling away from warning areas (e.g. the torso, head, or groin) he is trying to get off of you. If he is crawling towards them, take evasive action, and launch a full offensive attack.
Lastly, if you ever see a spider which puts you in immediate danger, (e.g. black widow, brown recluse, etc.) do not be afraid to take immediate action. Your life is important.
Optional: If you ever see a seemingly innocent spider in danger, try to save him. He might go off and tell his other spider friends about what you did, and so begins a wonderful friendship.
For those who oppose this line of thought... think of it this way... would you rather have the spiders on your side, or against you? Exactly.
Heed these words well, as they will guide you to a new lifestyle between humans and spiders. Thank you.
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7:34 am
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Heh. I just realized that, after this post, the last one on the page will still be about Amanda. And a few more. And my berfday.
Good for me!
Perhaps things shall repair over time. We'll see. I only have about 3 and a half weeks left. Before school, that is. I'm hoping that perhaps something magical will happen there and I'll gain some sort of social life, and maybe even start to look half-way decent. Who the hell knows. Though... the social in social life is so fucking retarded, I'm not even sure I want one.
Here's to the future. And cars that go back to it.
current music: Nine Inch Nails - I'm Looking Forward to Joining You, Finally
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7:28 am
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complacent