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11:03 pm
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Current Mood:  killed by small dog
Current Music: Hancock - Beaver and the Swankers
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02:27 pm
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The end of America(the book) as we know it.
Yes, the country is in deep dogsh*t, and there ain't no way out. So, what better way to make yourself feel better than to read a humorous treatise on said dogsh#t. But what the heck am I supposed to do now that I'm done??? I guess I need a new book. I like books that win awards, like book awards, and "pen" awards, pulitzers and things like that. Does anyone have a book they want to lend me? I would be happy to reciprocate with America (the book), except that it isn't mine, and Val really doesn't like it when I give her things away with absolutely no regard to how she feels about anything. Ever.
Buying books off of the internet doesn't work either, because you can find literally any book for less than thirteen cents, the shipping cost is always $9.95. Well fuck th@t, I could just go buy a new book. Maybe I will just go buy a new* book. Take that shipping.
* = used.
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08:38 pm
[Link] | Somethime when I'm writing on the computer, I'll realize I want to insert something behind what I just wrote. In situations like this I will erase to the point of "insert-eration" and then type whatever it was I wanted to add, and then re-type what I just erased. I realize I could easily use the mouse to adjust the cursor to the point where I would like to add stuff, but I don't like to take my hands off of the keyboard when I'm typing. I also realize that I could just as easily use the arrows to move the cursor where I would like it to go. But that just ain't the way I like to do things, you know? Besides, that would mean moving my hands away from home row, at least one of them, and they both belong on home row. I like the idea of that term: Home Row. If my hands lived in an apartment of my keyboard, home row would be their couch. Although, this isn't really my computer, it's Val's. Still, my hands belong in their home row away from "home" home row. I don't even type on my own computer anymore...I use it primarily to increase my text twist score in the hope that one day it will eventually cross above five and a half million again. I played for a little while last night and now it's up to one and three quarters million, but that's still a long way. Still, it's good to have a goal, one that's achievable and yet will take work, because let's face it, instant gratification is just no good. If you are instantly gratified, there is no time to let the desire to grow inside of you. The yearning which continually manifests itself while a goal is being accomplished makes the achievement worthwhile. If something instantly gratifies you how can it be as satisfying as something you worked for. Case in point: Do I like mexican food? Yes. Do I like to get mexican fast food? Yes. Do I like to make mexican food at home? Yes. Do I like my homemade mexican fast food better? Yes. Is it because I put in the hard work? Sort of. But I think it's mostly that I have complete control of the mexican food that I can make at home, adding just the spices I want, combining ingredients in the proper proportions, tweaking and preparing just exactly I know I like. Plus, I have to wear pants to go to taco bell. This is not necessarily so in my kitchen. I live in a "pants-optional" kitchen. It's great, although sometimes I prefer pants and no shirt. Like right now; if we were hanging out and having this conversation, I'd be wearing a shirt. But guess what? The cool breeze is strumming a harmonious melody through my magical and resplendant chest hair, 'cause I'm shirtless. And I like it that way.
"Done for the night."
-Valerie Donnals 8:52 PM, 4/19/06
Ok folks, I'm done for the night I guess. To bed, cause I have to get up super early tomorrow. Hopefully I'll convince Val to watch an episode of Arrested Development first though.
I'm out.
P.S. I can't believe you read this whole thing. I'm real out now.
Current Mood:  good
Current Music: Chemistry - Kimya Dawson
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12:08 pm
[Link] | Feeling very productive today. It's weird that it coincides with skipping work. Oh well.
It's funny how productive it is to spend three minutes searching for just the right song to add to the end of a livejournal post. *jinkies*
Current Mood:  productive
Current Music: Small Town Girl - Journey
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08:34 am
[Link] | Oh Jeez. I was just on Myspace, doing my new myspace thing (looking at my picture) and thought, hey, I wonder what's going on at Livejournal. I find ten friends posts that I've never read, complete with a total of sixty six comments. All posts that I want to comment but am too fucking lazy to log Valerie out so I can comment. So, I get to the end, decide to post, login, go back to count and realize I've missed 8 Dan Tye posts because I wasn't logged in. I'm sorry Dan Tye, but fuck you. No, not really, I just don't have time to read your posts right now...maybe another time. So, alas, here I go, trying to insert myself in ten or so different conversations. Here's what I can remember, sorry if I leave anything out, please feel free to comment:
Shane, are you fucking kidding, cause I will (hopefully) be in Carbondale that first weekend of April/last weekend of March. I hope I see you there, and I hope I'm still ugly.
Rampage is a fucking great game. When you're seven. Now that I'm in my twenties it's more the bane of my video game existence. Did I ever tell you about the time when I was like 9 and decided to beat Rampage(something which I've still NEVER done) and got to level 101 and then accidentally set my foot down on the floor wrong which made my nintendo decide to FUCKING RESET? Nevermind, I'm not going to tell that story.
Shane, I also notice that you're listening to gilmore girls a lot. Isn't gilmore girls great? Can you believe Lane is getting married? I was so excited the next day. What a tool am I.
The academy awards. What can be said...we all knew bbmak mtn was going to win and it didn't. damn pretentious academy. Still, I wasn't that miffed about it, maybe i just don't care. Maybe it was just late for me and i was tired and I wanted to sleep. Maybe I just didn't hate crash as much as the rest of you and perhaps this is due to the fact that I try not to feel artsy about films and just have been trying to enjoy them more, even though i was secretly pulling for good night and good luck to win, cause let's face it, it was fucking awesome. Maybe I just like long rambling sentences, especially those that congratulate the things I do like, like seeing dolly parton get excited about nothing, or altman's speech, or Funny jon stewart (that's right JON stewart) and getting wasted during another academy awards(seriously, next year, we need big party as opposed to all doing the same thing hidden apart from each other, the flickering glow warming our cold faces in dark bedrooms and closets(i miss my closet)). And jeans. that dude fucking wore jeans.
Bonnie, I did forget you were on my friends list.
Wow, I think I'm spent, and I'm definitely going to be late for work. And if I don't sell that insurance, no one else will. Bye for NOW!
Current Mood:  listless
Current Music: The Beta Band - Dry the Rain
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06:59 pm
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the perfect soundtrack
here's a tip for all you commuters out there: when you have but 3 minutes to run through the train station to catch the train, set your ipod to play "riding along in my automobile". and when you catch the train 12 seconds before it leaves, switch it over to neil diamonds "Coming to America".
this should probably not be read by and living person, but here's what happens when i talk to sergey and im tired. He never breaks first:
Horseless Piano: have you seen serenity and/or history of violence yet?
dangerbox5: i saw serenity...it was pretty good
Horseless Piano: yeah
Horseless Piano: although i don't like how they killed some of the people
Horseless Piano: it seemed pointless
dangerbox5: they always break up the married couples
Horseless Piano: why?
dangerbox5: its more heartbreaking
Horseless Piano: do people wanna feel heartbreak?
dangerbox5: plus then the other people who havent had the sex yet can still have, "the sex"
dangerbox5: i guess so
dangerbox5: i wasnt too heartbroken about it myself
Horseless Piano: haha
Horseless Piano: you're able to NOT FEEL?
dangerbox5: about the characters in SERENITY?
Horseless Piano: hahaha
Horseless Piano: i joke
dangerbox5: sometimes i understand humor...but then, there are the other times
Horseless Piano: i know what you mean
Horseless Piano: sometimes i can't go to the bathroom even when it feels like i need to
dangerbox5: cause you're scared?
Horseless Piano: I never considered taht
Horseless Piano: I think it's because I can't understand time
dangerbox5: big hands and little hands and such
dangerbox5: ?
Horseless Piano: Hahaha
Horseless Piano: No
Horseless Piano: The concept of time
Horseless Piano: At first I imagined someone's tiny wrist + hand next to a big one
Horseless Piano: Which made no sense
dangerbox5: like time magazine?
Horseless Piano: No
Horseless Piano: Like the fourth dimension
dangerbox5: oh, like old Wristy McJohnson, the enfeebled confederate soldier, who traveled to the 4th dimension galaxy and got swept up in the nuclear fusion rock band, "Enfeebled Confederate Soldiers"
Horseless Piano: i hope you made that up. yeah just like that
Horseless Piano: except wristy has no concept of time either
Horseless Piano: so we're both in the same boat
dangerbox5: and its called the "TIMEtanic
Horseless Piano: rated r.
dangerbox5: a.k.a. the halifax special
Horseless Piano: 34 dollars a night for the captain's quarters
Horseless Piano: sail to the back side of the universe
dangerbox5: the trinitron northern in the afternoon, can i borrow a quarter sonny
Horseless Piano: indigo spiral, starboard, direct your attention to the faceless photon mass
dangerbox5: spare me your twenty-five cent piece of malarky, said I, and I continued straight on forward to the past
Horseless Piano: smelly socks optional
dangerbox5: where i was able to convince the fair maidens i belonged with them...together we invented mahogany monogamy
Horseless Piano: Red white and single sexed organism
dangerbox5: to the mayor's office, and be damned with conventions intentions: We will have justice this eve!
Horseless Piano: I'd like the mayor to witness 3 weddings
Horseless Piano: Concurrently
Horseless Piano: Really strain her powers of looking at things and remembering them
dangerbox5: bushwhacked in the 27th century, chinamen all around, left with nothing but my sense of direction as my only weapon, and still she wouldn't marry me. Damn the sweeping tides of iron sodium "astroturf"
Horseless Piano: they should just call them lendlords
Horseless Piano: they lend us aparments
Horseless Piano: aparture
Horseless Piano: departure into the money void
Horseless Piano: bankvaults.
dangerbox5: we lend them our rights to our souls, our dignity, and our three penny operas. Better off living at the bottom of the sea without a towel or a hair dryer
Horseless Piano: at the bottom of the sea a dryer of any sort (except a dryAD) would just be a liability
Horseless Piano: electrocute yourself
dangerbox5: electrocute yourself into stardom...and while amongst the stars, tear orions belt off, beat him with it, and send him straight to the milky way, thus teaching the meaning of the word "checkmate".
Horseless Piano: if we're talking about education we might as well discuss the final lesson, i.e. the lesson about being a drama queen on your deathbed. i believe it was goethe that said "MORE LIGHT" and we all think he meant enlightenment
Horseless Piano: i think the man was going blind
dangerbox5: alas, my desire for sustenance outlives my inane dribble drabble. you win again, good sir, but i shall best you yet. you, and the firedragon of your minds sharp tounge...until we meet again, glamorous life of sergey hanai
Current Mood: chinese food
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01:09 pm
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Where'z the katz at?
Where IZ the katz at? who knows...I have this wedding to go to this weekend. Hmm...that sounds weird...no, not that that is weird, but it came out wrong, at least in my head. It should have been more like: "Val and I get to go to this wedding this weekend. It should be awesome." Speaking of weddings, I helped Sambler film his cousins wedding a couple of weeks ago. Was it cool? Yes. Did i get to dance with sam's mom (a.k.a. Mrs. Sambler)? Hell yes. Was I the victim of random violence perpetrated by urbanian thugs? Unfortunately, yes. My rear windshield took a baseball bat to the glass part. About 36 hours after I made my last cleaning attempt, it occured to me, after laying out the towel in the backseat so I could push all the glass out in an orderly fashion, just so I could clean it "all", and still have a shitload* of glass fragments littering the vehicle in various places, I should have smacked the shit out of all that leftover in-place-but-stil-broken windshield. It would have felt good, and then I would have at least gotten to take part in the destruction, instead of just being victimized with several cuts and unleashed anger. Also, I lost at trivial pursuit.
Last week was the American Idol audition in Chicago. It was cool. I think I might have enjoyed it more than last year, but I'm probably the only one of my friends to think that way. This is because while the first day was pretty standard for all of us (though I did have tons of fun talking to thousands of strangers and getting lots of cool free FOX and Ford swag for free) the second day we all had different jobs. Andy had to take people's release forms. This means that every person who auditioned handed him a release form. A constantly moving, never ending line of folks auditioning to be on American fuckin' Idol. He did get a five minute break in which the whole system he set up broke down miserably. Joe actually got to sit at a table with one of the producers and was even asked his opinion once in a while. Unfortunately the opinion he was asked for was usually, "Is this person bad enough to make fun of on National Television, or should we just crush some hopes right now?" to which Joe had to dutifully reply "Don't forget the dreams, too!" at which point he'd pull out the sledgehammer. He too did get a nice m & m and potato chip break for about ten minutes all day. Did I mention that the morning this happened we were all outside for hours in freezing wind and rain? Just thought I should mention that, too. Whit had an okay job, but then thanks to her conversation the day before with a guy on camera, she was allowed to use another camera to get reaction shots. Shots of people crying; the "non-winners". The sledgehammerized folk. And what did I do? Well, after all these people went to audition, most people would be told to go out through the tunnel. About 2% of them were told to move on to the next round. The producers would tell them to keep moving "that way", and then what did they encounter? Me. I talked to most every person who passed through the first audition. The happiest mofo's in the world, and who do they speak to directly after this moment of ultimate happiness, this pinnacle of existence, in which all has been justified and they've been given the magical golden ticket, their passageway into better things? Me, baby. So, would I do it again? I think so. I've just got to make sure I snag that all important winner exit door job again.
Hopefully they'll pay me, although I'm sure we won't get the overtime we were promised. Oh well, they can't all be winners.
Also hopefully is that I'll be in carbondale the weekend after the wedding weekend, possibly new car in tow. Only time will tell. And, like, probably my mom.
Katz out
P.S. Burning Scrotum would be a good band name.
Current Mood: jovial
Current Music: Rhett Miller - Our Love
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09:43 am
[Link] | Today's office survival tip: Avoid eye contact with everybody, and you never have to talk to anybody.
And if that doesn't work, I can always rely on the fact that I'm quitting at the end of the day. It's cool though. I mean I can't imagine anyone caring too much, seeing as how they lost their contract with Deere and everyone will be needing a new job in about 3 months. What am I going to do? Struggly, hopefully, for a very long time. Without the struggle, the sweet just wouldn't be as sweet.
I feel like I have more to say, but can't think of it right now.
Current Mood:  disaffected
Current Music: Me and Mrs. Jones
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03:00 pm
[Link] | These were a lot harder, cause I was using only music on my ipod, and while I have a lot of cake songs, not so much herman's hermits, etc. so, yeah. enjoy it.
Choose a band or artist and answer the following ONLY in song titles. It's okay to use song lyrics for the last one, though.
My Artist Choice: Herman's Hermits
Are you male or female: I'm Henry the VIII I am
How do some people feel about you: My Sentimental Friend
How do you feel about yourself: Doo Wah Ditty
Describe your ex girlfriend/boyfriend: No Milk Today
Describe your current girlfriend/boyfriend: Mrs. Brown You've Got a Lovely Daughter
Describe where you want to be: Silhouettes
Describe what you want to be: I'm into Something Good
Describe how you live: Can't You Hear My Heartbeat
Describe how you love: Love Potion Number 9
Share a few words of wisdom: "Everybody's got to love somebody sometime"
Choose a band or artist and answer the following ONLY in song titles. It's okay to use song lyrics for the last one, though.
My Artist Choice: Bob Dylan
Are you male or female: The Man in Me
How do some people feel about you: Blowin' in the Wind
How do you feel about yourself: The Times They are a Changin
Describe your ex girlfriend/boyfriend: Just Like a Woman
Describe your current girlfriend/boyfriend: I Want You
Describe where you want to be: Positively Fourth Street
Describe what you want to be: Mr. Tambourine Man
Describe how you live: Like a Rolling Stone
Describe how you love: Most of the Time
Share a few words of wisdom: "Don't follow leaders, Watch the parkin' meters"
Choose a band or artist and answer the following ONLY in song titles. It's okay to use song lyrics for the last one, though.
My Artist Choice: No Doubt
Are you male or female: Excuse Me Mr.
How do some people feel about you: Don't Speak
How do you feel about yourself: Hey Baby
Describe your ex girlfriend/boyfriend: Ex-Girlfriend
Describe your current girlfriend/boyfriend: Hey Baby
Describe where you want to be: Bathwater
Describe what you want to be: Just a Girl
Describe how you live: New
Describe how you love: Simple Kind of Life
Share a few words of wisdom: "Why do the good girls always want the bad boys?"
Current Mood: amused
Current Music: listening to my co-workers being laid off
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02:48 pm
[Link] | Choose a band or artist and answer the following ONLY in song titles. It's okay to use song lyrics for the last one, though.
My Artist Choice: Cake
Are you male or female: Frank Sinatra
How do some people feel about you: Friend is a Four Letter Word
How do you feel about yourself: Satan is My Motor
Describe your ex girlfriend/boyfriend: You Turn the Screws (Although I don't really have an ex girlfriend)
Describe your current girlfriend/boyfriend: Haze of Love
Describe where you want to be: Mexico
Describe what you want to be: Opera Singer
Describe how you live: I Will Survive
Describe how you love: Love You Madly
Share a few words of wisdom: "...And so I sit here at this bar, I'm not a hero I'm not a movie star, I've got me beer I've got my stories to tell, but they won't tell you what it's like in Hell..."
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09:29 am
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Ripped from the Headlines.
I can't even believe this. I can't tell you if it's awesome or weird or ungodly or "guys will be guys". Maybe that should run "guys will be guys that lick girls' asses". You decide.
From 'Rolling Stone':
On the lush green grounds of the Getty Museum, in Los Angeles, [Owen] Wilson is sitting in the shade, at a table, munching away on a Rice Krispie Treat, just hanging out and talking about some of his preferences in women. He is, he says, primarily an ass man. "It seems to me if a girl has a good ass, she has a good body," he's saying, "but I'd almost just as soon not have sex if you're going to have to wear one of those, even though it's hard to find the moral high ground when making that argument to a girl. Anyway, there are other ways."
As it turns out, this overall general attitude of his recently made the news, in a half-blind item in the New York Post, as follows: "Which blond stud, nicknamed the 'Butterscotch Stallion,' has a perverse sexual bent? He recently picked up a girl at a wedding [!], and the two went back to his hotel room. When the woman asked if he had a condom, the actor replied, 'I don't want to have sex with you, but I do want to do something else' -- and proceeded to lick her buttocks for 'over two hours.' "
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09:13 am
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Love songs are just different when you're in love.
So, I was going to write about how I feel bad about this job, and the fact that they are training me to take over someone else's accounts who is taking a month of maternity leave even though I am secretly quitting next friday. I mean, I'm kind of leaving them in the lurch, and my conscious has stirred itself up. But now I'm even more worried. I just had an experience in the bathroom that was spine-tingling to say the least: The man standing at the urinal when I entered, talked to me. That is not cool. If you're familiar with guy protocol, it involves not talking in the bathroom. Occasionally you can get away with it, but certainly not with a stranger. What's worse is, on my way back to my desk, I had two quick exchanges with other people in my office. I don't want to be friends with these people. I'm leaving in a week. Well, probably, but I will still be leaving sometime soon, and I don't need more friends. I have trouble keeping up with the friends I already have, what with job & girlfriend & play practice and video games. Here's the thing about video games: just when I have recommitted myself to playing the same 18 games for NES and SNES (that's Super NES, for the unenlightened), Sam goes out and rents this game that I totally got into: Destroy All Humans. You're this alien following orders on a mission to conquer earth, blah blah blah, very standard story, but you get to do awesome stuff, like throw cars with your mind, and suck out peoples brains and stuff. Two nights ago I destroyed a '50s town fair, then laughed maniacally for a long time alone in my living room while dramatic music swelled from the TV. It was freaking awesome.
This is another thing that bothers me about work: Fridays. Or Wednesdays or Mondays. People's moods are in a large part determined by what day of the week it is. That's bullshit. What if I'm having a good day and it just happens to be Monday? Or a shitty day on a Friday? These people. Although, I do enjoy the fact that when I leave, I won't have to return for 64 hours. That's a pretty long time. Fridays are sweet.
Tomorrow Val and large portions of her family, and me, are driving up to Sterling, IL, through Mendota, and helping her move into her new apartment. I am excited to see it and to help her, just not excited about waking up at 6am, driving 3 hours to carry heavy things up 2 flights of stairs for hours in 90 degree heat. That's okay though, cause I definitely owe, because Val's parents treated herself and myself to steak dinner at Outback. It was amazingly good. Steak is just always always good. Mostly. They played good music at the Outback, but I really hated the fakey "aussie" words inserted on the menu and around the restaurant. For instance, when I went to the bathroom, the first door I looked at said "Sheilas". Now I was pretty sure it wasn't for me...but who knows. Let's say I'm a little tired. Or if it had been a Monday, I would most certainly have been having a shitty day and I might not have thought twice about peeing behind a door that said "sheilas". The mens room door said "blokes". I am not a bloke. I prefer man, but I'm also a dude, guy, even "bro" would be okay by me, but no one has ever called me a "bloke", thank freaking christ. In england do bathrooms say "mate" on them? I'd be okay with that too.
My ipod has been doing so well this morning that I started jotting songs down for Ted's "Pick five songs thing". Well, I've done just that. So here, in particular order, are five songs I've enjoyed this morning:
List five songs that you are currently digging. It doesn't matter what
genre they are from, whether they have words, or even if they're any
good but they must be songs you're really enjoying right now. Post
these instructions, the artists, and the five songs in your blog. Then
tag five other people to see what they're listening to.
Back in Time - Huey Lewis & The News
The Air that I Breathe - The Hollies
New Kid in Town - The Eagles
Open Road Song - Eve 6
Chains Of Love - Erasure
Wow, looking at that I realize that's kind of a weird fucking list. How about music from the last ten years, Mike, you ever get into any of that? Well, disembodied voice, as a matter of fact I do. Just not this morning. So blow it out your ass if you can't handle it. Seriously though, remember Huey Lewis? They were the MAN when they were popular, like 18 years ago. Still, BTTF kicks ass. Ummm...The Hollies. I really like The Hollies, and this is one of their songs I don't listen to very often, but it came on this morning and it clicked, you know. Maybe it's that whole being in love thing. New Kid in Town: I can never, NEVER turn this song off if it comes on. Something about it always makes me listen to it. Eve 6? Well, what can I say, I like this song. And I think it might be in the movie "Can't Hardly Wait", but I'm not sure. Anyway I like it. It's fast, and about driving. Who doesn't like driving fast? I certainly do. Okay, and Erasure. Well, I needed a fifth, and that certainly was a fifth song. It's my favorite Erasure song, followed closely by A Little Respect. Just good classic feeling. I guess I have to "tag" five people now. I didn't think this would be so hard, but it was. I don't have too many friends, so here:
Valerienicole
HellonStilts
Symbolica
Jennafrye
Roxette521
Maybe I'll do another one with songs from THIS century, but don't hold your breath...I'll probably have work to do this afternoon. I think that's all for now. If you've made it this far, you've certainly read a lot of pointless gibberish. I'd give you five brownie points, but as I just mentioned, it was pointless. Go do something productive. I'm going to lunch, perchance to dream.
Current Mood: hungry
Current Music: What's Left of the Flag - Flogging Molly
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01:02 pm
[Link] | Val is taking this job in Sterling, IL, a town about 70 miles due west of Naperville. She starts a week from this coming Monday. Wow, that's kind of soon. My play starts the Thursday after that, runs for two weekends and is then over. The next day, I have to move out of my apartment. After that, I'm not sure what to do. I had planned on taking this sweet internship for the fox corporation, but they're not really feeling an internship program right now...which leaves me with no cardinal direction right now. Should I leave town, stay, move to chicago, back in with my parents who are leaving or, which is probably what will happen and IS the most appealing, move in with Val for a while in Sterling and find a good job to take, something creative/involved with film. I have found one internship to apply for, but am not that hopeful.
They asked me to take a part in one of the other short plays last night. It's tempting, but it's just more responsibility to handle...I don't know. There aren't very many lines, just two big blocks of dialogue, but I have to be by myself onstage for awhile...I don't know. I'm the fourth person they've asked to take this part, and even though the third guy is supposed to still be doing it, it seems unlikely. SO, not sure what to do about that.
Drinking is fun. I wish I was drinking right now, instead of pretending to work. Yesterday, I only did about 45 minutes of work all day. This was the day I discovered Wilwheaton.net. What a fantastic website. I have lots of time to just kill on the web all day, so if anyone knows good sites to check out, give me the hook up. On that same note, if anyone knows where I can find a place to stay in Chambana for a few weeks to a month, please let me know also. If I can't find one, well, damn!, I'll just have to move into an apartment with this girl I know. She's a journalist. She's swell. I think I love her.
Current Mood: work is stoop-id
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02:55 pm
[Link] | Last night I went to a play at the station theatre, "Tape", with sam, shane and ted. We all thought it was okay, and we like seeing live theater, but there was one thing we couldn't agree on: which actor sucked the most. While everybody HATED the girl, we were split on the two buffoons. Some people enjoyed coked out crazy guy and his amazing neck swivel, while others, like myself, preferred quiet and moody crack-a-smile guy...he was sweet, and almost as good as Robert Sean Leonard. On the internet today I confirmed that there have been talks of a remake of adventures in babysitting. That is such fucking bullshit...i might just have to go buy the original from best buy with my free money, go home, lock all doors, make mac and cheese, turn off all lights, light some incense and watch it with my eyes closed just to preserve the sanctity of Keith Coogan in his second best screen performance.
The maltese falcon is playing this weekend at this cool independently minded theater in champaign. I think me and val are going to go see it instead of camping...how urbanized is that? either way, it excites me, especially since i haven't ever seen the film.
Play practice tonight and on Sunday. I hope no one has expected me to "memorize" anything yet.
Oh, and here's some quizzes I took. Please feel free to ignore, but i was bored, and if everyone else can do it, so can i...i thought a couple of them had very interesting results. fucking quizzes.
| You Are 41% American |  America: You don't love it or want to leave it.
But you wouldn't mind giving it an extreme make over.
On the 4th of July, you'll fly a freak flag instead...
And give Uncle Sam a sucker punch! |
Even I can't argue with the facts people
You Are 22 Years Old |
22
Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.
13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.
20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.
30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!
40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.
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You are funky, outdoorsy, and down to earth.
While you may not be a total hippie...
You're definitely one of the most free spirited people around.
You are very impulsive - every day is a new adventure.
However, you do put some thought behind all your actions.
Still, you do tend to shock and offend people from time to time! |
Star Wars Horoscope for Leo |
You add a whole new meaning to self-assurance.
You are a nurturing person with great physical strength.
Like many Leos, you will see that your mission for good is completed.
You are very optimistic about the future.
Star wars character you are most like: Princess Leia |
You Will Die at Age 64 |
64
You're pretty average when it comes to how you live...
And how you'll die as well. |
You Are a New School Democrat |
You like partying and politics - and are likely to be young and affluent.
You're less religious, traditional, and uptight than most Democrats.
Smoking pot, homosexuality, and gambling are all okay in your book.
You prefer that the government help people take care of themselves.
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Current Mood:  indescribable
Current Music: Kodachrome - Paul Simon
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10:48 am
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"London is a punk"
Stupid London. London was chosen to host the 2012 olympics instead of a myriad of other world destinations. During the contest to see who could sell their soul the most, val and i were travelling in europe and got to see firsthand two of the "competitors": Madrid and Paris. First, Madrid: Madrid, you weren't really trying...in fact the only advertisement for it I saw was in the middle of a moderately crowded metro station where there was a mostly blank poster advertising: "Madrid: I guess we can have the olympics here...I mean, we're kind of busy, but just, you know, let us know and we'll clean up and stuff."
Then, there was Paris. Paris had their fucking shit together. It was everywhere, on every metro ticket, street sign, even so far as to deface the beloved, although not by Parisians, Eiffel Tower with a gaudy Paris 2012 logo with the stupid interlocking rings. I don't know what London must have done, but I think it must have involved tattooing the asses of every nobleman and magistrate in the queen's land. Also, Moscow would have been cool.
I love to shop on the internet...did you know you can find awesome stuff to buy on the internet? like books for a nickel with 12 dollar shipping? Did you know you could easily find this stuff? did you know i'm broke?
Going to see a play tonight that was made into a movie i didnt like, but hey, the ticket's free. Now, get out of my house!
Current Mood: bored
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10:52 am
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Need a job job job
I need to get a film-esque job...hopefully in the chicago region. I need to get out of this faux accounting job for which I have no motivation nor any real talent. I need to be nurtured creatively. I need to find me a job...I need to hustle.
What a weekend...amazingness. Two years and still going...and there was steak too.
My dad has accepted a job with Amazon.com, so he and my mom are moving to Seattle sometime soon. It's sort of sad, but I am excited for them, especially my dad. Now I need something like this.
Val is great. Great great great. She bought me text twist...i'm too damn lucky.
I want to quit my job, but I like money...where's the line?
Current Mood:  anxious
Current Music: Red Hot Chili Peppers - Californiacation
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04:10 pm
[Link] | I was going to tedfaust's project with the five songs...so, I start putting them in a new playlist on my ipod...well, i have 31 so far...so, cant make this crucial decision now...need some time to think about it.
Being bored at work today, I had time to read EVERYTHING i've ever posted on my livejournal. good grief. i guess its not that big of a deal...there wasnt too much. the highlight, well maybe not the highlight, but a damn interesting entry is me complaining how life sucks. then in the comments section is a comment from me from 8 months later going, "self, you thought that sucked, let me tell you about now! I'll be back later to tell you how horrible then will be!" which is what i did. I don't think i can ever make fun of a blogger again...i get pretty bloggy sometimes.
TED - AND SHANE - I have many (i don't know, like 4) ideas for rubberneck. sort of.
looking forward to everything this weekend, including hanging out with my parents and their friends. will it be weird? i've decided that it wont be. ive decided it.
last bit: i posted on craigslist in search of an apartment. within one hour i had two replies, both from people named "karen". Do i give off a karen vibe? thats gross...i should probably take a shower. I should definitely be giving off a "dave" or "buster" vibe. some sort of nickname. I want to be friends with a "Skeetch" or possibly "Funnyface". "Beerzly" out, yo
Current Mood: work almost over
Current Music: Good Thing - Reel Big Fish
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03:19 pm
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2wo in a row!
It is now 3:20 and i have finished all work that will possibly be assigned to me...arghh.
I had a job interview this morning for a restaurant that is opening, coincidentally enough, in the building where I am living right now. It was going well until I had to fill out this application towards the end. After that I was in a foul mood, and I think I put the kaibosh(?) on myself. It was nice to really feel like I wasn't going to get the job, as opposed to this other job that I interviewed for last week, where I officially gave up hope monday, then again on tuesday, but am still secretly hoping they will call me cause the guy they chose to go with fell through, and I am the only one stupid enough to work at their crappy job for jerks. And i bought some jeans off of ebay today.
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04:52 pm
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bored at work
It seems i have lots of time on my hands...too much. And, it's been a while since i've posted on here, so perhaps this can begin the era of mike making posts from work. perhaps. i dont know where i am or how this could be happening to me but i just wanted to tell you that i cant go on like this anymore. youre fired and get out of my house.
that paragraph started out normal, but then i just let my finger go typing crazy. they enjoyed it. i enjoyed it. im just saying, it could happen again.
"WHAT'S UP?"
Current Mood: i hate work
Current Music: three dog night - never been to spain
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08:17 pm
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I'm sick
i have a cold, and i hate it. I feel so tired, and although this probably isnt a side effect of the cold, also apathetic. i was supposed to find a place to live today. instead i wrote down three numbers i found on the internet and didnt call any of them. i also forgot to find out the court time for wed.
i also got a message this morning from one of the jobs i applied for. there is a group interview on friday in champaign for (don't laugh) Eddie Bauer. I kind of want the job because the two managers there were the nicest people i met in 3 days of job hunting, and because there was this cute employee there that was kind of flirting with me...i think his name was brian. anyway, i have plans in carbondale on thursday that i a) can't miss and b) really dont want to. whats a boy to do? maybe i could have brian talk to them for me...
so all day ive hung out in sweatpants, napped and watched tv. it sucks when you trick yourself into not enjoying your own leisure time. what a stupid thing to complain about...im sure if you are reading this you probably have real, important problems. but im sick. arghh.
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