Don't you just hate that...

2003-10-28T14:41:00.000-08:00

I finally relized that I really really hate the Yin Yang Twins song "Get Low". I fawking makes me sick, I heard it on XM and they play it on every goddamn channel, and all day and all nite. Just thought that I would share that with you....

2003-10-02T08:54:00.000-07:00

hiatus

isnt that a cool word in itself? an interruption in time or continuity. yeah, so i'm going to take a break from this whole blogging thing.. strip me of my blog citizenship if you want. i guess i just want a break.. a change of routine of sorts. and its ironic b/c during the school year, the time is so tight and when you can't blog or don't want to, that serves as the model excuse. but yeah i definitely have time for blogging and visting blogs if i so desire. but i don't. its all good. hard to explain. it does come down to what you want your time to be composed of.. and these days my time is filling up nicely, with all this random stuff.

school, school, school...
work on a webpage.. even if doesn't really get me anywhere
take naps when i want to
watch tv.. reruns of law and order, the practice, csi--ill find something good to watch.
run random errands
read books
write
maybe pick up my guitar.. learn some chords
surf webpages
get up-to-date with the news
learn

ok yea well the above list is more than my time can handle.. but you get the gist. so yo, don't get me wrong. im not out of the cyber world. not for a long shot. my shitey dialup and i joined at the hip. just want to take a break from this. hell i have not even added my archives yet....that is months worth of worthless ramblings not yet reposted. so, see you around in cyberworld. im out.

2003-09-15T10:45:00.000-07:00

My how time flys. The weekends all come and go so fast and then back to class and homework and dealing with the usual crap of life. I recently got an email asking why I dont post on the weekend. Well to tell you the truth I am usually so wasted that I could not get my hands to do anything other perform the motions that are only related to consumption of copious amounts of whatever I might find. All I can think about is next weekend, it is Mon freaking morning and all I can think about is the next time when I can leave this town, when I can go somewhere that there is no one wearing a tweety bird tee from the local stealer mart that has a stain from the food that was inhaled for three hours at some shitty buffet while letting their eight nasty kids run all over and then yell at them at the top of their nicotine filled lungs across a crowded room. FAWKERS. But the highlight to my weekend was rock climbing for about five hours, buying some new climbing gear and partaking in nightlife. Oh yeah, I had to eat. Met up with a girl that thought that I was someone else (long story) so I spent most of the talking with her. OK. So we made out till about eleven in a corner of a small upstairs martini and cigar bar until I had to leave to make it to another local watering hole. When I was eating earlier in the eve I had met a waitress at an Italian place and talked her into calling my cell later in the night. Whada ya know--she left a vm so I slipped off to the restroom to text girl2 about where to meet. When the time arrived, I made my move to leave, got girl1's number and made my way down the block. There was girl2 with girl2's cranky ass roomie. Girls, please, PLEASE...if you go out and you are in a good mood, a mood to party and have a good time...please dont bring your roommate, you sister or anyone that might f**k the nite up. Girl2 and I hit it off, went to a two-level bar and spent most of the time dancing and doing shots and generally having a good time. About half way into a makeout/dance session here comes cranky roomie, so off to the girls room they go, and five min later girl2 comes back and informs me that she has to leave. Seems little roomie has seen her x out with someone else and now her mission in life is to ruin my nite. GREAT. Oh well, got girl2's number and email and will follow up with that whenever. I am going to eat corn pops now.

2003-09-11T13:48:00.000-07:00

"A place to rant." I feel like I have homework on top of the homework that I have at f*cking school. I have to provide the ISP with a "informational" sheet on what I am going to do with my space on their svr. This is the most ludicrous thing that I have ever seen in my life. AND GET THIS SHIT. I was telling this to a buddy online, and he points me to a site that lists hosts of prOn in missouri. MY ISP IS ON ONE OF THE LISTS OF DAMN HOSTS. And they are afraid that I am going to be "negative." I hate this place right now. I just want to get in my pos and drive until I hit Mexico like some movie. I just want to swill bad beer and hard liquor all night and smoke cubans until I have no lungs left. I want to be somewhere where I fee like I can relax and not have to be a pC sheep. BAWHAHAHA. How much for the girl? Your daughter, your wife?? How much for the women.....

2003-09-11T12:24:00.000-07:00

And something else....For those that are wondering WTF, where did all the other blogs go??? I was using web space from where I used to work and just FTPing blogs and such to the serv. Well that is no longer an option and since I now live in a less technologically advanced place in the world and decided to work towards something other than being a netslave, I am just going to use this space. For now. I am talking to the current ISP peps, they are complete idiots. One guy had no idea why I wanted space to blog and told me that they just sell space for web sites…I just stood there and looked at him. In my mind I hoped that my deodorant had some special formula that kept the stupid germs from sticking to me. He had never heard of blogs, and told me that I would have to sign a contract and not make any comments that could be considered derogatory. There was a list of things that could and could not be put on the site. Welcome to my hell. Short story long, I am going to get all my other mindless ramblings into an archive and get them back up for all to waste time with.

2003-09-11T11:46:00.000-07:00

Jeezeeusss. First thing in the morn, like I dont have enough worries, insecurity, and other issues in my life...what the f*ck do I hear? "The is the day that America will remember forever." "Somber moments in the Big Apple today." "Thousands remembered today on the anniversary of 9/11." I will always think back to where I was, just like everyone else. But why the hell do we have to relive this again, turn on ever channel from local to international and there is the same images that were played over and over and over. I have no problem with a memorial and the feeling of loss, I am just sick of hearing it. But you know what this is not about me. Cant we be more compassionate towards the families of the victims?? How the hell do they feel, they will have to live with it more than someone like me does, so far away from the tragic place where it happened. Granted there were people from all over that were on the planes that crashes, but why go thru this again. So today I am going to immerse myself in the things that make me feel all warm and fuzzy. I am going to go out to eat really shitty Chinese food and spend most of the day surfing and generally wasting time until I have to go to class.

2003-09-10T12:47:00.000-07:00

2003-09-10T11:47:00.000-07:00

Have you ever had one of those days that you just dont want to get the f*ck outta bed, you just have no desire to ever get up and do anything. I dont want to go to school or to eat or take a crap. It has been a long time since I have been bummed out about anything but in the last few weeks all I have wanted to do is just stay up all night and watch shitty info flicks about how I should look and watch neat inventions that Ron Co. or some other idiot has come up with to sell me to make my little crappy life better. Like the new oven that cooks with a light like you have on a porch, a flood light I think. What a bunch of crap. Oh well, my life is what it is. I think that I am going to try to pull my self together and get some homework done. I have reading to do and class is in a couple of hours and I have not even open the freaking text yet. I spent all morning doing my laundry and watch taped episodes of futurama and the family guy. If you are in need of some mild entertainment, I highly recommend the Adult Swim on the Cartoon Network, (Sunday-Thursday 11 p.m.-2 a.m. (e/p) it makes me smile.