If you want to sit by me, you’ll have to wash your ass, because it stinks.

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Music Shuffle Survey

- TO TAKE THIS SURVEY, SIMPLY PUT YOUR MUSIC PLAYER ON SHUFFLE -
- AND ANSWER THE QUESTIONS WITH THE TITLE OF THE SONG THAT COMES ON -
[it’s better if you don’t cheat and don’t skip any songs.]
What is your name? Or what should your name be?: Wabby Legs
How is your life going?: Wolf Like Me
What is your nickname?: Here we go
What is your theme song?: Accuracy
What is your best friend’s theme song?: where it never rains
How is your life going to turn out?: dirt
Will you get married?: why don’t you
Will you have kids?: I think I flooded it.
What will your job be?: Peepin’ eyes
Did you/will you finish school?: Spec Bebop
Who is your best friend?: for lovers not fighters
Who is or will be your significant other?: my house
Who do you like?: It’s destiny
How will you die?: Take the bench
How do you feel right now?: Devil stuff
What is your favorite song?: Metronomic Underground
How could you describe your parents?: five people in my family
Your best friend[s]?: Corrine, Corrina
Your teachers?: windowsill
Your significant other [or crush…]?: click your fingers applauding the play
Yourself?: Devil’s whorehouse
What is your best feature?: the pale spiritual
What will you be / should you be, profession-wise?: refinery
How could you describe this survey?: Wilma’s Rainbow
What makes you angry?: brothers of the red
What makes you sad?: happy cycling
What makes you happy?: money it a lick
What makes you dance?: upright kangaroo
What is your favorite color?: memories fade
How would you describe yourself?: if it’s in you
Who is your worst enemy?: we’ll be right back!
Who do you hate?: opening the mouth
Who do you love?: Lover’s day
Who do you lust after?: Mr. Ameche plays the stranger
Finish the Sentece
I wish: Eternal life
I want to: this. here and now. with you
I want to kill: multifoiled
I want to eat: Death… in it’s arms
My head: We let the “s” hang in the air
I am: Newjack
My best feature is: breathe
My eyes are: hurt conveyor
My hair is: breakdown
My face is: cadence of water
You should: Darkfall
Random
Words of advice: good things
How do others see me?: I do because I couldn’t care less
How do I see myself?: formula

viola!

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I lived for another week.  I’m currently procrastinating something I need to do at work so this will be my outlet.

Saturday I saw babies, and went to Birch Run to look at getting some deals on some clothes because I need new ones.  It was a wash.  The weirdest clientele and place i went was Pepperidge Farms.  Everyone in that store was just weird.  They were old and broken down each with a large bag of goldfish crackers and day old bread.  There was a man-mountain cutting a deep ridge through the floor like a glacier carving it’s place through the earth whilst looking for godiva chocolates and old sickly women coughing their cancers all over the place.  Yah.

Sunday, I was bored so I went to the gymnasium to work out.  When I got home, I had to get ready to go meet my parents and my sister at fishbones for my dad’s birthday dinner thing.  His birthday was actually Friday, but Sunday worked out best for us all to get together.  I had sushi, it was ok.  Afterwards we went and picked up cake from the astoria pastry people and went back to my parents house to chill out for a while.

Today I went out to lunch with my boss to Jimmy Johns and while we were about to walk in, this old lady was holding her keys out and she said “I can’t remember where I parked”.  This should have been the queue for us to hurriedly walk into JJ’s, but we decided to help her find her car.  The parking lot is only one single side of parking, so if you forgot where you parked, you’re probably not doing so hot in the brains department.  She said she was driving a black Audi, but she didn’t know where her car was, so I walked to one side of the little strip mall and my boss walked to the other.  I saw a silver Audi, but she insisted that wasn’t her car.  She said she had an appointment, and we asked her when it was.  ”10 o’clock”… it was 1pm, soo… she was probably going to be late, unless she meant 10pm and she wanted to be early.  When we asked if she could call anyone to help her, she said “I could, but they wouldn’t know my name”.  We began to wonder if she knew her own name.  We walked around the building and didn’t see her car, and when we came to the front, she was wandering away.  We decided to follow her to help her out and then she just disappeared.  When we caught up to her, she was driving out and waved to us in her GREY NISSAN.  Did I mention it was about 35 degrees FAHRENHEIT outside?  Needless to say when she drove by she flipped us the bird… no, not really, but that would have been fitting.  At one point she said “I knew I was old, but I didn’t think I was that old…” I wouldn’t be surprised if we heard that an old woman drove through the front of a 7-11 or something.

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Sometimes, I have to double check email that I send out to make sure I didn’t accidentally type what I was really thinking on accident.  Especially when I just want to tear into someone, or after I’ve told them something numerous times and they just don’t give a shit to remember, because they know they can continually ask you for the information.  It’s a lot easier to ask someone how to do something a couple hundred times than it is to just look it up yourself, I guess.  If you were to do it yourself, then you wouldn’t have an excuse as to why it didn’t get done, right?

Q: “Why didn’t you get that report done?”
A: “Well, I never got a response back from so and so, so I couldn’t finish it”

Seems pretty valid to me.

“Give a man a fish; you have fed him for today. Teach a man to fish; and he will ask you to do it for him instead”

Maybe there’s already too much knowledge in their head though, and that one thing that you keep trying to force into their brain is pushing out something really important, like how they get home, or their phone number, or that they’re supposed to breathe periodically.  What if my one piece of information is what causes them to asphyxiate?  I’d feel really guilty, I guess.

And how someone who works in front of a computer most of the day doesn’t know how to create a shortcut to a file is beyond me.  At least I know someone is creating shortcuts though, because when I go into my folders on the network, there are always about 5 shortcuts sitting there, because they can’t figure out how to cut and paste it onto their own desktop.  I can imagine them sitting at their desk scratching a smooth spot onto their skull because they can’t remember where the files are, and when they eventually figure it out after retracing their steps from their last bowel movement, they decide to make another shortcut file.  Keep in mind, these are probably people of what would be considered “average intelligence”, so you couldn’t even image what a “stupid” person would do.

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I bought a medicine ball today.  Imagine the cashier’s surprise when she thought it was a basketball and tried to put it into the bag.

I found some split mittens that I think I want to get.  I think they’ll keep my hands warm, and they make me kind of feel like an alien.

There’s a new Dr. Doolittle movie, but it’s not Eddie Murphy, it’s a girl, and it’s on ABC family.  I’m sure it will be just as good as the other ones.  And by good, I mean diarrhea inducing bad.

I’ve been waiting until I lost 25 pounds to start saying I’ve lost 20.  My goal is to lose 10 more by the end of the year.  Soon I will be able to crush raving mobs of small children.  I’m preparing for the impending zombie apocalypse - hence my trip to Costco mentioned in my previous post.

Time to test out that medicine ball.

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We went to costco today to get a few things, vitamins, water, etc (because of the pending apocalypse, of course) and right when you walk in, they have a wall of display tv’s.

I was surprised to see Vizio using a reverse goatse image on their boxes…

Well, hello there!

frankly, I have to say I was amused, but a little disturbed at the same time…

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It’s a great day when you can put all your songs on shuffle and this is the first one that comes blaring through your headphones…

Too much horror business
Driving late at night
Psycho 78
My bathroom is new

You, you dont go in the bathroom with me

Psycho 78
12 oclock, dont be late
All this horror business
My mirrors are black

You dont go in the bathroom with me

With you
Ill put a knife right in you
Im warning you
Ill put a knife right in you
Im warning you
Ill put a knife right in you

Too much horror business
Drivin late at night
Psycho 78
My bathroom is new for you

You, you dont go in the bathroom with me

Psycho 78
Im talking about
12 oclock, dont be late
I say, all this horror business
My mirrors are black for you

You, you dont go in the bathroom with me

With you
Ill put a knife right in you
Im warning you
Ill put a knife right in you
Im warning you
Ill put a knife right in you
Im warning you
Ill put a knife right in you
Im warning you
You, nobody can do
What I can do, no

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It bothers me that a shitty cover version of Morrissey’s “Everyday is like Sunday” is used in an NFL network commercial.  What does that song have to do with football at all?

Hide on the promenade
Etch a postcard :
How I dearly wish I was not here
In the seaside town
…that they forgot to bomb
Come, come, come - nuclear bomb

Yep, sounds just like football to me!

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halloween was fun, i passed out candy to 28 kids.  I don’t eat candy anymore so we have about 400 pieces of candy in our house that no one is going to eat.

I’ve been playing fallout 3 for the past few days so I’ve been doing that.

I voted today.  I hate having to walk the gauntlet of people trying to give you shit.  MY MIND IS MADE UP, don’t give me any of your bullshit paperwork that I’m going to throw it away or throw it on the ground and get ticketed for littering.

A friend of mine sent me a text message telling me to be sure to vote yes on proposal 1, which would legalize medical marijuana.  Coincidentally, he is the biggest pothead I have ever known.  He would (and probably still does) smoke on his lunch and breaks at work.  I agree that marijuana should be legalized, especially for medical purposes.  When a person is in pain and dying from cancer or some other illness, I think it’s a little heartless to deny someone from something that will make them feel better or help them eat or etc.  I also don’t think that the biggest pothead you know championing a cause helps it’s credibility much.  Maybe that’s just me.

I took last week off (except friday) from the gym.  When I went back, basically nothing kicked my ass and I had to go home early because I felt horrible and actually started walking towards the bright, white light.  I went today and I also was whipped, but I made it a little further.  I went home early and laid in bed and wanted to die.  Today I’m sure I’ll feel worn out all day.

I have a lot of work to do and it’s due by Thurday but it’s totally dumb and worthless.  The guy that wants the information just wants to look it over.  The joys of being an analyst.  The worst part is he really knows nothing about how all this data correlates so he’s really just enjoying seeing me waste my time.  Then when it’s done I’ll have to go and talk to him and explain all of it to him.  How about I just tell you what the problem is and save us all some time.  YOU’RE LOOKING IN THE WRONG PLACE, DOUCHE.

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Spooky!

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Love Comes in at the Eye

The Eye is the Window to the Soul

The all new Medici line at Spectacular Optical!

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I like Iced Tea.  I like when I go to a restaurant and I can order Iced Tea, because I don’t like to drink pop, soda, the like.  I do not, however, like Nestea.  Nestea is not Iced Tea.  Nestea is a poor imitation.  Unlike Iced Tea, which at best is freshly brewed through a series of magical ingredients, amongst which I assume to be tea leaves and ice.

Nestea, on the other hand, has the flavor of dirty, soiled toilet water filtered through a series of dirty diapers and filthy sweat socks.

While I usually steer clear of Nestea, today at lunch it was unavoidable, as the eating establishment that I was visiting didn’t have a “water” spout on their lineup of fountain drinks.  Now I sit here agonizing with this horrific tea flavored drink, aka Nestea.  Yuk.

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My old primary harddrive was failing.
My computer was rebooting.
My anger was rising.

I switched out my old drive
I inserted my new drive
I was living the high life.

A third drive was missing
A channel was not reporting
A aneurysm was forming.

Long story short, I had a failure on my primary drive, I bought and installed a new 1TB drive, but for some reason only 2 of my SATA ports on my mother board would show up in XP.  After a lot of fucking around and working on my shit all weekend, I got the 1TB drive installed and working, but I lost a 500GB drive (which had been working perfectly until I tried to install this new drive) to some mysterious issue.  All of my music was on that drive,  and my most recent back up is a year old.   Live and learn.

Now I’m going to have to try to see if I can recover the data by connecting the drive through an enclosure.  It’s under warranty,  so I’ll get the drive replaced, but I don’t want to have to re-acquire a year of music that I can barely remember what it is in the first place.

I also went to microcenter for the first time… that place is a fucking madhouse.

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So, I was thinking about how advertising that’s aimed towards baby boomers are always playing music from the 60’s and early 70’s, and usually referring to hippie culture and talking about how when they were young they revolutionized the workd, blah blah blah.   While I find it really annoying, having to put up with that because it seems so contrived, that I’m really looking forward to a time when we they come up with something new.

Then I realized that the next generation they’re probably going to start hard marketing is probably my generation… That means instead of seeing people surfing and reliving their hippy days, we’ll see a bunch of people sitting around a coffee shop, or elderly people riding on half pipes, doing 360s on skateboards or tailwhips on bmx bikes or backflips on dirtbikes or something…  EXTREME!

That might actually be more annoying.  Then of course they could just reuse some old idea that they’re already doing, because isn’t that what this generation is all about?  Making remakes of everything old?

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