Tuesday, December 26, 2006

Dream -last night (serial-killer)

it's a bit choppy... but this is what i remember...
apparently i was some sort of serial killer, and had quite a collection of bodies in my basement, and i lived in some sort of house with the lower level converted into a small diner, and i'm guessing that i killed the poor fools that decided to stop in for a bite to eat... anyway, i got caught by the fuzz, but for some reason they didn't take me to prison, they instead put me on house arrest and let me continue operating my "diner"... but there were very frequent visits from police checking up on me... and i wasn't killing anymore.

a few month lapsed by and over that time i'd meet girls that i'd have interest in or try to make friends, and i'd have to tell them (because of a court-ruling) that i was a reformed serial-killer... this of course would end most conversations or short-lived friendships. but then one day i was talking to some girl that i'd been talking to for a brief period (maybe a few weeks?) and i decided it was time that i told her my secret. so i laid it on her and was expecting the usual "i don't know how to react" face, or just plain old shock... but she kind of looked down at the ground, a bit embarrassed, and looked back up at me and said, "i've killed a few people in the past as well"... it was like we were soul-mates!!!
if it were a movie i think some sappy music woulda started playing and the camera woulda pulled back and then faded to black... -fin

Tuesday, December 12, 2006

songs to take your pants off to

is what i want to title my next music compilation... which won't be out anytime soon considering it's been about 4 years since i've made one... i guess around the time i got my first ipod... but yea, i've been keen on ending other peoples sentences with "with your pants off"... for no reason... and it usually doesn't apply or make sense... but it amuses me... with my pants off...

Thursday, November 16, 2006

Dream -last night

it's always the realistic dreams that freak me out, not so much the dreams with floating aliens slinging fudge at waffles...
anyway, last nite i dreamt (or dreamed) that i was working late in the office, which is on the 22nd floor in downtown SF. I was looking through some paperwork with my friend wendy and some other nameless folks... and there was a real low rumbling sound that slowly started getting louder over about a 10 second period... after a few seconds we all started looking around at each other with slight concern on our faces... realizing that it sounded a lot like a large airplane, which should NOT be flying this close to the downtown area.

then there was a fairly loud crashing noise and a bit of a quake, and within a few seconds the lights flickered and everything in the room started to slide a little bit to one side, along with us people... we all realized there had been some sort of explosion and the building was falling... for some reason i wasn't panicked at all and pretty much accepted that this was the end... so i said to wendy, "we might as well go out together", so i went over to hug her as the building went down (in a purely friends type of way) and she shoved me away from her like she didn't even know me, which is possible since it was a dream...

so everything crashes and crumbles and it all goes dark... next thing i know me and wendy come to amidst the rubble, i sit up and look over at her bruised body and exclaim, "we're alive!!". then she groggily gets up and looks over and responds with, "no, i'm alive"... then i look behind me and see my limp body on the ground... apparently she was the sole survivor of the building collapse, and i guess since we were so close at my death (or some crap) she was able to see and talk to me.. from there i remember i started having all of these ghost-type thoughts... like, what now? should i travel to NJ to hang around my family? can ghosts ride on airplanes? when the plane takes off would i be left floating in the air where the plane was?? that's one far walk to NJ... and a whole lot of other crap happened after that, but it gets a bit foggy from here...

but still, i woke up really freaked out about going to work today... but the day is almost over and the building is still standing, i'm almost disappointed that my premonition didn't come true, since it means i DON'T have psychic powers... but then again, i'm still alive!! woohoo!!

Tuesday, November 14, 2006

note to self...

it would probably freak people out if i started drawing demons... with my own blood... i'm just sayin...

Tuesday, October 31, 2006

hallow's eve...

'tis halloween... i'm costumeless... i haven't done ANYTHING halloween related this year... BUT i'm gonna try to get joe to go to the castro tonite... i've been there before, and it's basically like being tortured, but i just feel like i need to do something halloweenish...

so my crude joke of the day was to walk into geoff's office (who isn't dressed up) and say "nice costume... you're dressed as a retard right??"... it made me laugh...

sidenote: firefox v2 has some built in spellcheck... and every other word in this post has the little red "you spelled that wrong" line under it... which makes me think that my grammar ain't so good... and also makes me think i should turn that crap off...

Tuesday, October 3, 2006

christian childrens' fund...

one of those "feed the children" commercials was just on... and i was trying to figure out in my head whether or not it would be assholish if i sponsored a kid, but when they sent me the kids "packet" i called them up and asked if i could get a different kid because i thought the one they sent was ugly...

Monday, July 31, 2006

overstand

random thought of the day:
how come people say, "i don't understand" instead of, "i overstand"...

Wednesday, July 5, 2006

Last nites dreams...

I had a couple of dreams last nite involving lots of soldiers... i remember the first one fairly well, it was me and a couple of friends riding around town bored... and someone (not me) thought it'd be a good idea to drive over to the army base and shoot at some soldiers, and apparently we had some handguns and rifles in the car... so we drove over there, drove straight up to the gate and started exchanging gunfire, i think i killed one guy, mainly because he was about to kill one of my friends... next thing i know we're trying to get away on foot, running down railroad tracks... but unfortunately we got surrounded by a buttload of troops and we threw our hands in the air and surrendered... and i remember saying, "i knew this wasn't a good idea"... there was even a military trial in my dream and we were all sentenced to at least 10 years in prison... the dreams was pretty realistic, i can remember the feeling i had in my gut when i realized i'd be spending the next 10 years of my life in prison... not fun...

the other dream i remember only in bits & pieces... something about being in the future, in the army, and trying to fight off some aliens that were invading our bunker... but they were pretty much humans, so i guess they were bodysnatcher types... the bunker had fogged over glass and i think we were trying to hide in there, when we shoulda just been shooting at them, since they started chucking grenades into the bunker... anyway, a female alien busted through the window pointing a machine gun in at us, i was under the window and wrestled the gun away from her, and shot her twice in the chest... it was pretty intense, the rest of the dream is too choppy to put into words... that's all...

Monday, July 3, 2006

Dream -last night

so last nites dream was the first one in a long time that i've remembered any amount of detail, which isn't even that much really...
anyway, i remember it started out with me and some other friends climbing around on some big mound of light-brown dirt... it was supposed to be the backyard of my families house... and the yard was huge! and there were smaller mounds on the one HUGE mound... and i think they were infested with termites... there were bugs everywhere... but that's about all i remember from that part... just hopping around and climbing on the big dirt mounds... then i remember running through some wooded area with some friends, it was either really cloudy/dark or it was twilight... not quite dark yet.. and we came to what seemed like a dried up moat, with a fence on the other side... so there was about an 8 foot drop into this dried up moat that was about 10-feet wide, then we had to climb up the other side, walk a few feet and climb over this 10-foot fence.. once we got over the big fence we noticed that it was slightly darker and a lot windier, and there was an ominous feel in the air... so on this side of the fence there was this abandoned grade school a little ways down from us, and there was a much smaller fence that ran perpendicular from the larger fence all the way down to the school... as we approached the school a group of small children appeared in front of us, they weren't normal though, they seemed like they were made of black smoke, but sort of solid. anyway, they were mumbling things like "go away" and "you shouldn't be here" and started coming closer to us... so i fore-armed one of them in the head... and i remember him getting really upset and me trying to tell him it was only a joke... but it was too late, and after that day i was haunted by him, and his ghost would kick me in the balls every once in a while... not cool at all. but apparently in the dream i made some kind of threat to him, like if he didn't leave me alone i'd come after him after i died... i might have even threatened him with, "i'll kill myself just so i can come fuck you up!!"... and it worked...

Friday, June 23, 2006

evil mockingbird...

oh man, i just got back from my sisters graduation... luckily the sun wasn't out (it was hot as hell), and luckily it didn't rain.. win/win... anyway, during the whole two hours that we watched from outside the fence (standing the whole time) my father didn't stop yapping/complaining, now i know why we haven't gone anywhere as a family in about 15 years... oh, and my sister went the wrong way after she got her diploma... hehehe...

so anyway, there's this mockingbird in our backyard... apparently my cat attacked it about a week ago, but wasn't successful in catching it... so now almost any time my cat is in the backyard this bird will perch somewhere and squawk at him non-stop... not only that, he's been dive-bombing him, and actually clipping him in the back, he even knocked my cat off of a fence once... i'm trying to catch it on film... and i'm also trying to avenge my cat...

ps- i never want to get drunk off of wine again...

Tuesday, June 20, 2006

today's highlights

after picking up my dad from work, i had the privelege of driving him to newark to visit some old lady in a nursing home to pick up some pill(s)... don't ask...

but my favorite part of my uneventful day was at dinner.. some huge fly landed on the loose plastic wrapping of the hamburger buns... so i gave it a swift backhand... it went flying, smacked my grandma in the forehead and landed on my dads paper-plate... i think it was a lot funnier since i didn't notice it hit her and she didn't really know what was going on, we both found out right after when she said (holding her head), "something just hit me in the forehead"... i just cackled...

Thursday, June 15, 2006

the chainsaw massacrap!!

so last nite me, jonny and hami went to see a live performance of the texas chainsaw massacre. well, it was actually called "the chainsaw massacre", i guess to avoid any copyright infringemtents... anyway... it blew ass... big hairy ass... i went to the live performance of evil dead last year, which was actually pretty damn good... but this year the place they held it at was pretty much a warehouse... and the cocksmokers didn't even have a stage, they performed the whole thing on the floor level with us seated-folk... so of course nobody could see half of the shit going on... and the place was hot as the devil's balls... and the seats were shit too... oh and the story was half-assed and all over the place... adding in characters, making lame references to jason vorhees and freddy... it was really a painful experience that lasted about 4 hours... i feel like i got robbed of $20.

Wednesday, June 14, 2006

apocalyptical

so i've decided on how i want to die... well actually it's more of a "when" than "how"... anyway... i want to die during "the apocalypse"... or some form of earth-ending event... like a meteor destroys the planet, or aliens come and exterminate us, or a super-virus eradicates us all... i've just realized that it'd be kind of comforting knowing that i'm not gonna miss anything... like there isn't gonna be any really cool movies or books or anything that i'm going to miss out on after dying... and it's kind of cooler to die off with everyone else than getting taken out by a bus or some std... and plus if most everyone else dies... i wouldn't want to be one of the handful of schleps left wandering around saying things like, "oh my god..." over and over again with one hand on top of my head; and "so much devastation...". or after a few weeks, "good god these bodies smell like shit!!!"

Friday, May 5, 2006

Dream -last night

man... this is so typical, as soon as i decide to start blogging my dreams i either don't remember them at all or i remember a 2 second snip-it... so anyway, last night i know i had a dream that took place in a bar in mexico and involved burt reynolds... i remember his face looking like he had wayyy too much plastic-surgery... and i remember going into my jacket pocket to get my camera and getting that panicked feeling that i lost it :( but pulling out my camera phone to snap a quick photo of us with the burt... i'll come back and update this if i remember anymore...

Wednesday, May 3, 2006

Dream (old) 03/28/2004

starts with me & grandparents at some outdoor church. we start heading home, grandma is movin' fast and gets out of view... i run ahead to find her, but i can't, then i lose gramps too... shit gets all weird now, there's a talking bunny that's getting electrocuted, some axel foley (beverly hills cop) looking dude getting arrested, some headless guy sitting in a car...
then all of a sudden i'm back living at my grandparents house, we have a golden retriever, it's sitting on my lap and starts to spazz out & tries to bite me, it's body is stiff and motionless, just it's jaws are slamming shut trying to bite me... my dad refuses to help, he's standing in the next room with one hand on the wall trying to vomit... i look out the window for help and see some strange looking little girl, she smiles and has this bizarre looking 2 rows of teeth (like a shark)... next thing i know me, nick and jonny are upstairs with these 2 spanish broads (1 skinny, 1 chubby), the chubby one is a perv and keeps trying to get us to feel her boobs. we look out the window (which is level with the patio roof) and see some weird party going on, on the patio roof, with these 80's looking bikers (the guys that crashed the party in weird science) & mike is dressed as one and has a really dark tan. we head back downstairs and instead of being the gramps house we're at the longo house... sergio is there with them... and they say to us, "fill your bags with the abundance of little asian snacks"... which were actually moon-pies...

Dream (old) 07/01/2005

The Larry David dream:
This one took place in front of my grandparents house in Nutley. So there was this HUGE tree in front of the house (that isn't really there) and a larger than normal telephone pole with a couple of levels of wires on it. Also in the immediate area are a few random buffalo, just sittin' around chilling... they really have no part in this dream except as decoration. Then Larry David comes out of nowhere to climb the ginormous tree, and before you know it there's a crowd gathered to watch Larry conquer the tree. He gets really high up in the tree, and then slips and falls out of the tree from about 30 feet up, a fall that should have hurt him really badly... but he just landed on his feet and was perfectly fine. He then turned around and began ascending the tree again, going higher than before. This time he slipped again and managed to fall onto the telephone pole, landing safely on a metal bar that held some of the wires in place. When he landed a few of the wires snapped and sparked as they fell to the ground, causing everyone to worry about Larry's safety. Everyone started yelling for Larry to stay still and wait for help, but he wouldn't have it! He decided to grab one of the wires by his feet, yank it out and pull it over his head... getting ready to swing his way to safety. Now, when I looked up at the situation it appeared that there was way too much slack on the wire and he would just swing straight into the ground, but that's not what happened at all. So Larry, holding the wire, jumps off of the pole he was standing on and swings really really far. He swung at least 200 feet and didn't let go until the wire was at its highest point right before it began its swing backwards, which ended up being about 50 feet in the air, then landed on someones porch across the T-intersection. We all ran over to see if Larry was ok... when we got closer I could see what looked like his neck only it was stretched out about 2 feet long and it was split open with blood gushing out of it, and the rest of his body was broken and twisted, it was really grotesque and disturbing, and that's about when I woke up.

Dream (old) 02/04/2003

The buffy dream:
It starts off with a whole crew of us in a huge super market, and all of the sudden all the lights start to go out, people start flipping out and everyone runs for the door, which is about the only area that is still lit. i kinda freeze for a minute trying to realize whats goin on, when i see mike, who is about 50 feet away, take a real bad spill while running full speed, after he slams his head he slides across the floor about 6 feet and hits the wall where he lay unconscious. before i could reach him someone else starts to shake him to revive him, and hes back on his feet (slightly groggy) in a few seconds. by this time im right next to him and i throw his right arm over my shoulder (crutch style) and we flee the supermarket together... when we get outside we're heading down a car ramp and pass up some guy thats chained to the side of a railing, and topless when we reach the bottom we see some kind of creature off in the shadows (in the direction we need to go) so we turn around and start running back up the ramp, and at this time for some reason mike is completely unconscious and im basically dragging him. while making our way back up i keep looking back to see where the "demon" is, and before i know it its right behind us, big claws, teeth, and all... ok, now im not proud of this at all... but i had to think fast and i decided to throw mike at the demon and make my escape, and i also figured he would stop to eat the chained up guy... however i realized i couldnt get back into the supermarket... and had to hide behing some wall that was about a foot tall, then the demon was standing right next to me right when i got comfortable, right before he killed me i decided to try to bargain with him, i told him that if he didnt kill me, i would let him make me into a demon and help him in killing the human race (another thing im not proud of) and this is where it got wierd for a bit... so the demon decides to go along with my idea and then poof, im in my grandparents back yard, and im not me anymore, its hard to explain what i was, i remember complaining in my dream sayin that i look like a rounder version of sponge bob... but after a few scenes i looked more like a demonic human figure again... and there were other demons in the backyard too, hangin out in the patio. it was night time and we were camping out in the back waitin for people to wander out of the house (aparently there were alot of people in there, anyway, finally one of us opened the door, and (this parts wierd too) there were these weird neon colored, football sized, ameoba looking things by the door, and the demons were acting like they were people and started yellin and eatin them... then the dream took a turn, i was a normal human again and i was in our SF house. i was in what was supposed to be my room, but for some reason it was really angel's (from buffy) room. and for some reason when i heard him aproach the room i got really scared and ran to try to hold the door closed, we wrestled with the door for a few moments but he finally forced it open and pushed me onto the bed, i threw some meaningless kicks at him, then he pulled buffy's severred head out from behind him and kackled and ran off... i was stunned and couldnt move for a moment... then i got up and decided to go after him, but first i found a wooden frame on the floor, kicked it a few times and picked up a piece to use as a stake. i began creeping down the hallway in search of him, i reached one of the ends of the hallway, where there was a bathroom, this bathroom had a foggy glass door on it, and i could tell someone was in there... so i crept up and flung the door open, and saw a stunned seth green taking a crap... i apologized and kept looking... then there was a whole bunch of stuff i don't remember... and then, i was still looking for him in the house, the entire buffy crew comes in the front door laughing and angel pulls out the severred head from his pocket, which was really just a mask... i wasnt too amused... anywho, the dream took a really wierd twist, the next thing i know im in some wierd old school foreign mask making building, where some strange foreign guy is showing me the process involved in making the mask that they fooled me with... and the machine involved alot of pullies and it looked alot like a cookie making machine or some shit...

Dream (old) 10/08/2001

so i decided i'm gonna start logging my dreams whenever i remember them... so i figured i'd post some of my old dreams that i happened to write down in notepad, the only reason i wrote these down was because i seemed to remember almost every detail, and that they're kind of crazy... anyway...

The X-men dream:
i dreamt that i was in gramps house with jean grey and another x-chick.. they had knife fight and came after me... i escaped downstairs and headed for the door, and unlocked it... mike was right behind me... i picked up a pillow to block the knife jean threw at mikes back, which i did. we made it outside and little kids tried to get us to take them with us... but it was a trap, so we ran. when we got outside there were lots of cars... we decided to head to my car but as we got closer i noticed someone sitting in the drivers seat... so we got in some passing car... we went to the mall. at this point i became wolverine and mike was nightcrawler, in the mall in a hair salon there was a woman who looked like the oracle from matrix and she was behind the whole thing, and when we closed in on her she said teh whole mall was gonna come after us, and they did, so as to not harm the innocents nightcrawler (mike) tried to break down the door, but couldnt, so i used my claws to slash it open... we escaped outside and mike disappeared and i was no longer wolverine. however wolverine was out there dressed in a yellow rubber nuclear looking outfit, playing opposum. another yellow outfit guy came to see if he was ok, when he got close wolvie stuck his claws in his sides, letting the body fall on his and the blood to soak into his outfit. he then flipped the body over his and laid his back ontop of it, covering his back in blood. he then acted like the slain victim and crawled toward another head character in the invasion and crawled right ontop of his already laying body. he then started stroking his head very hard like a toy and when i got over there his head had a writing all over it, kind of like a map of his brain, showing what different parts do and what not... and wolvie said we could hit this one certain part and make him normal and not kill him, so i was for it. wolvies nails were semi-long and kind of sharp, so he started scratching at the mans head, which seemed like it would have been a long and painful ordeal, so i suggested that he just pop his claws and go in that way. he like my idea and stuck one of his claws deep into the mans head, the man let out a moan and dropped dead, wolvie looked at me and said "oops". and thats about it. 4:12 PM 10/8/01

the buster...

so i feel the need to blog the fact that the blockbuster store on geary @ 17th ave (in SF) has a ridiculous amount of crappy/awesome horror movies... i'm not sure half of them are sci-fi channel original movies... but everytime i go there i see new terrible horror movies... but there was one i saw yesterday that shall be rented soon, probably when nick comes out here in a few weeks... i think it was just called "the gingerbread man" starring gary busey... which of course stars a killer gingerbread man... like an actual man-sized cookie... killing people... i really should find out who runs this store, so i can shake his hand... or marry her if it's a girl...

Monday, April 24, 2006

THE dream...

so i've realized i have a recurring dream of sorts... it pretty much consists of me being somewhere and basically being lost... i've had a couple where i'll just be standing in the middle of a school, that i'm apparently attending... and i'm sometimes naked, but the main thing is that i've BEEN going to school there for a while and SHOULD know where everything is... but i have no clue where my locker is, let alone the combo... or where my classes are, or where the office is, or who anyone is... last nite i had a dream that i woke up in a foreign place, but i think it was just a part of SF that i haven't been to yet... anyway, i was naked when i woke up in the dream and had no idea where my clothes were, or my keys, or phone, or wallet, or anything else i normally have with me at all times... i had that same feeling of helplessness and vulnerability from the other dreams... and for me these dreams are far worse than any type of dream that most people consider nightmares... i actually LOVE those dreams where you get chased by a maniac, or 50 little gremlins eat you and shove you into a milk-crate (yes i've had that one)... they're kind of like little movies for me... but on the upside i do have a lot of dreams where i'm flying or floating... come to think of it... i remember waking up kind of sweaty last nite... i just figured i was hot... but i think that dream got me all sweaty and anxious... and yea, i'm pretty sure i know what the dreams mean... it seems obvious that it would mean i feel lost and without direction... which is pretty much true...

Tuesday, April 11, 2006

i <3 undo

oh, so the other day i finally made the leap and purchased one of them tablet & pen input doo-hickeys for the computer... they look like a mousepad with a pen... and you can actually draw on them and it draws straight to the computer... i guess mainly because i've seen so many really awesome paintings on the deviantart.com website and most of them turn out to be digital paintings... which seems a lot more carefree and relaxed... since there's always that sweet undo button... :) i <3 undo...

Thursday, April 6, 2006

The Order of the Boom-Fist!

so, keeping in line with (b)logging my random thoughts...
i was talking to sergio earlier today on AIM and he was telling me how the punches thrown on LOST sounded ridiculously loud... so of course i told him that if i ever make a movie, every punch thrown is going to sound like an explosion!

so naturally i started to think that the same effect could be achieved if i taped some of those little snap things (the sperm-looking wads of tissue paper with gunpowder in them) to my fingers and punched someone in the head... so obviously my next thought was that if i "taped" enough of them to my hand maybe i could make someones head explode (of course my hand would be gone too, but it'd be worth it!)...

so sergio was in awe of my brilliance and said he wanted to be my pupil, so i decided i should have a dojo or something... and it should be called "the order of the boom-fist"!! i should make a mock-website... i already have the logo all planned out...

Friday, March 31, 2006

sa-TURD-ay

i don't know why i have such a fascination with poo... it's not even crap-jokes or that farts are funny... i just like to use the words: poo, crap, and turd a lot... i mean, i guess it could be the fact that i'm part german... and since i'm only PART german i don't take it too far, by getting off on poop, or pooping on girls...
so yea, i just looked at my desk calendar and realized that the word "turd" sits right in the middle of saturday... it made me chuckle, so i said to myself "i should write about turds in my journal"...

random sidenote: i've been having issues using the spacebar lately... my timing is off... i keep putting the space in the wrong spot.. lik ethis... ort his...

ps- i went to the gym yesterday.. and ran on the elliptical machine for 2 mile... which is about 1.9 miles farther than i've ran in about 3 years...

Thursday, March 9, 2006

the dreaded laugh-talker...

oh no!!! 2 entries in one day!! what's going on here?!?!?
anyway, i feel the need to vent to my journal about the laugh-talker... she's one of those people that when i hear her i grit my teeth... i almost feel bad about how much i loathe her, since i'm sure she's a nice person, behind that sinister laugh-talk of hers!!
so, what's her deal you ask?? what makes one a laugh-talker?? i'll tell you! it's quite simple really, and the name is very indicative of what it is... she talks whilst laughing, it's hard to explain in type... but it's something like this:

random person: hey laugh-talker, what's new?
laugh-talker: ha-ha-not-ha much-hahaha
random person: nice, what'd you do this weekend?
laugh-talker: he-he-i went-ho-ha to the ha-ha-movies-he-ho

i'm not exagerating, she does this obnoxious laugh-talk for no god-damn reason!! i mean, the things she's laugh-talking about aren't even in the realm of funny... and she always visits this one office right outside my cubicle... and i usually walk away from my desk or turn up my radio... done venting..

5-year plan...

i don't really look to the future all that much... which is bad... since i'm almost thirty now... i should be settling down and planning for my retirement soon... or at least trying to figure out a way to make money that doesn't involve me sitting in a cubicle shifting papers around all day long...
anyway, i think when people ask me my 5-year plan... or even my long-term goal... i think i'll just respond with "to not die"... i mean, that's definately a reasonable goal... shit, as long as i'm still alive, that's an accomplishment!! see, i feel better about myself already...

Thursday, March 2, 2006

stupid thought of the day...

so i'm riding the bus to work this morning... staring out the windows as usual... the bus stops at a light, and i see some woman walking her dog, and then the little pooch stops and starts droppin' hot logs on the sidewalk... and i could tell he didn't like all us bus-folk watching him do his business, so i started thinking that if i owned a dog how he'd feel awkward that i always watch him do his business, which made me think that i wouldn't really love someone watching me poop, which then lead me to start thinking that i'd let my dog watch me poop once in a while... just to even out the score...

Tuesday, February 28, 2006

ran-dumb...

dear diary... i hate work...
hey, i just noticed that my last entry was one week ago, at the same exact time!!!! OMG!!!anyway, not much new going on... it's been really rainy and chilly lately... i got a new "water-pipe" this weekend... which kind of counter-acts the fact that i was thinking about giving up the green... oh well... i'm a fatalist anyway... a drifter if u will... i like to think i'm "supposed" to be doing exactly what i'm doing right now... yea, i know it's basically a cop-out... but i didn't ask you!!

Tuesday, February 21, 2006

not much to report

so this weekend me and jonny went to a potluck dinner at loren's place on friday nite... i brought a gallon of JD with me... and got pretty shitty... don't remember all that much, but i did have fun, and aparently didn't make an ass out of myself. and saturday nite me, jonny and hami went to dave and busters... it was "wicked" "hella" crowded... and there were lines to use just about every machine, oh, did i mention that i got the "777" jackpot... not once... but two times!! i'm like a god at that game... and then sunday and monday (presidents day) i basically played WoW most of the time... ok, well not nearly so much on monday... ran some errands with the ham-ster... picked up some new games... (sweet jesus i play too much video games)... anyway, tonite is trivia nite at the bitter end... jonny and hami are pumped for it... i'm not a huge trivia fan... but i'mma go lend a hand...