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The dawning of a new age!

I’ve given in.  My will has been broken.  I’ve succomed to organizing my music in itunes.  I got a program that will auto update my library from a set folder (no matter how buggy it is) and last night I went through and moved all the music I lost from my drive crash off of my ipod on to my computer.  I retagged my hundreds of Led Zeppelin mp3’s and Misfits and Depeche Mode and saw just how much stuff I lost (all of my Acetone and most of my Massive Attack, etc.)  Musicbrainz helped a lot on that, but now it’s mostly showing up correctly in itunes with a few exceptions.

This is the real fucking dawning of the age of aquarius, make no mistake you hollow headed mofo’s.  I’ll be able to make a playlist of all my most recently acquired music instead of adding it to my ipod by dragging and dropping and then forgetting that I added it about 5 seconds after I disconnect the thing and never remember what it was called or who it’s by.  I can sync playcounts and all that bullshit and make smart playlists and roll them up and stuff them directly up my corn hole.  Can you do that?!?  Probably, but this is a life changing event for me, so back the fuck up.

ION (In other news – the new feature of my blog posts! This is the inaugural entry! Exciting, right?) there has been a female duck that has been in my backyard for the last two mornings, quacking away and freaking out my cats.  I wonder if she’s missing another duck or something, because it doesn’t seem normal for my backyard to be used as a duck landing/sounding pad.  I also like to think that she’s just stopping by to say hello and good morning, too.  Maybe that’s the case.

buy some fuckin underwear

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.

Imagine a Karaoke Machine

I have work to do, but I’m just gonna write this instead.

Friday, Raz came over, fell asleep on my couch while watching Tim and Eric, awesome show, great job. We did attempt to watch Return of the Living Dead, and we were successful in that. If you set small goals, they’re easier to attain. He ended up leaving around 11:30 and I was lame and went to bed by midnight. How fucking boring. I’m 31 years old and I go to bed on the weekends by midnight. I get up at 6 sometimes, but still.

On Saturday, I got up at like 9 or someshit, and Katie went out to my inlaws cottage to help them with some golf bullshit, so I stayed home and hooked my 360 back up and played a deathmatch on GTA (FINISHED 2nd, WOO!) and a couple games of Madden, and looked at some other shit, all in preparation for getting my game on SATURDAY NIGHT over RAZ’S HOUSE for a ROCKBAND 2 PARTY! I drank for the first time in like… 3 weeks or something, and ate some chips and drank a bunch of 5 o’clock vodka out of the plastic bottle. I tried to make Raz go drink for drink with me on the shots, but he doesn’t drink often and he only had like 3 sips while I drank a bulk of it and was feeling it. I ended up singing with two other people on some song that I don’t remember and duet with some chick on Psycho Killer by the Talking Heads. She let me sing the high parts, and I was probably awesome. There were a bunch of people I’ll probably never recognize again because I was inebriated. I don’t think I got home until about 3 or so.

Sunday I was awoken at 8am by my nephew, so I said hi and stuff, and Katie covered for me telling him “Uncle Sean has a tummy ache so he’s going to go back to bed” , what an angel… She left to take him to the cottage, and I stayed in bed and recovered. I woke up around 10 and sat on the couch the rest of the day.

I had Monday off, and I watched a couple movies, one documentary called Heavy Load about a punk band in the UK made up of some learning disabled people and some non disabled people. I only caught the last hour or so, but it was pretty interesting. I also watched The Barbarians with David and Peter Paul, also known as the Barbarian brothers… great job!

That night I had my final session with my trainer. I felt like it went kind of crappy, and I didn’t go into my training with the right attitude. I sweat my ass off though, and I felt like I had a good workout at the end. He was really cool, and told me if I had any questions to let him know, and to keep checking back with him, and he’ll help me modify my workout and stuff. I feel like in the 7 weeks we worked together, while I haven’t lost a lot of weight, I’ve lost inches and gained a lot of self confidence. I’ve put on a bunch of muscle and now I’m starting to lose weight a little quicker, which I have to obviously contribute to the muscle gain, the change in my diet, and the increase in my metabolism. I’m also eating the 5 – 6 small meals a day, so that’s helping too.

Today, back to the grind of work. 4 days can’t pass fast enough.