Living Dead
So today I had a meeting at 6am. And I didn't get to bed till 2. So I woke up at 5 and was a walking corpse all morning until I got off at 2 and passed out.
And today being one of the drunkenest days of the year (right under St. Patrick's Day), I hope everyone who's out getting smashed right now won't be driving as nothing pisses me off more than drunk people who kill un-drunk people with their cars and then walks away with scrape and a bruise. So don't be an asshole, get smashed and pass out.
This entry is brought to you today by the letter "Z". "Z". As in "Zoning Out".
Morrowind is Bitchin’
I made an orc warrior. His name is Alan Thicke. He likes to kill things with his axe while wearing piecemail armor.
Days off. I can't wait until the wireless networking junk shows up. Not that it will make life easier (okay, so it will, the router is a LOT better than mine) but because I love playing with new tech.
Stale gummy fish really really suck.
I’m Not Really Here
There's a huge hole in my tongue. And it's not because I got it pierced. And it's making it hard for me to talk.
Despite what Katie says, christmas rocked this year. I got a loads of cool stuff, best of which are the Dawn of the Dead and Day of the Dead DVDs Katie got me. Both are out of print (but they're supposed to be re-released this year) and what's better than getting GOOD zombie movies for christmas? NOTHING.
Anyway. Work. I've been doing it. And soon I'm going to buy some wireless networking components so Katie can have her computer in another room and she'll stay off of mine (and quit knocking over my fucking speakers) and we can have AIM conversations about what she's making for dinner and we can find some goofy ass game that we can both play against each other and swear through the walls at each other. Ahhhh AIM will see usage from me again. Almost takes me back to those good old days. Almost.
It's official, Matt's (not Katie's brother) going to be around for a while. I wonder if Katie's kissed our time together goodbye yet? Oh wait no, my next semester hasn't started yet. Then she can kiss it goodbye.
Oh and here's the list of cool stuff I got...
Dawn of the Dead DVD
Day of the Dead DVD
E "Broken Toy Shop" CD
Babylon 5: Season 1 DVDs
Elderscrolls: Morrowind for PC
Time Warp of Dr. Brain for PC
Rainbox Six Gold Edition for PC
Sonic Mega Collection for Gamecube
a nice vacuum cleaner
a fleece blanket
some socks and wifebeaters
A Best Buy gift card
Some money from the Grandparents
A Christmas Story
My mom decided to come tomorrow instead of staying the night over here, Brian is at his parents house, and my brother (who hates the smoke and doesn't really drink) is back at the gay bar, probably hanging out with our good friend, Starlet the transvestite. So here I sit, broken hearted. I won't finish that poem.
Holy mother of spam, I cleaned up this year and it's not even Christmas morning yet! Recklessly spending all of my hard earned funds paid off, because I got some great presents, and I haven't even opened the ones from my mom and my brother yet. Sunday was Christmas with Brians dad, and since Brian is going to be gone all day tomorrow, I went with him to his parents house for the Brian-can't-wait-twelve-hours-so-we-have-to-open-presents-tonight festivities.
First off, Lauri got me some jeans. I detest shopping for pants, because I refuse to pay $30-$50 for one pair, and I can never find anything good on the sales racks. Most of all, I hate trying to find normal jeans, ones without glitter, stamps, pre-made holes and crap like that. In tribute to Lauris spank-a-licious leather pants, I bent over for the pictures (you have no idea how hard it is to click a mouse behind your back and keep your ass in the shot).
Brian's mommy got me a blender! Thanks mommy! I've always wanted a blender, and now that I have one I have nothing to use it on. I wonder if ice cream and orange juice go good together?
Brian asked his dad for a new hard drive, I asked for a vacuum cleaner. I won, obviously. It's cute avacado green, and it only weighs four pounds more than my cat, which means I can haul it up and down the stairs without fear of plunging to my death. Yay!
Then of course, comes the presents from Brian. The latest Breeders cd, Title TK. Rawk. The Summer of Sam dvd, which I just so happened to tell my brother to buy me last week. And finally, the Friends trivia game. Lauri and I started to play it, but it involves a board and score keeping, so we just took turns asking eachother questions off of the cards. I won, proving that I watch Friends reruns way too fucking much.
Mother-fuck-sucker
Officially my new "it" word. Thanks Brad.
It's hard to find time to think of shit to put up here when there's so many people around and so little private time. Right now Katie's asleep, Matt (her brother) may be home but if he is he's staying downstairs, Matt's at his parents' place, and here I am.
All work on a new layout have halted for Warcraft 3. This game isn't a time consumer, it's a time destroyer.
I kill me.
Don't you love it when you say something, and then you go back and read it and you almost fall over laughing? This is me right before I moved into my apartment next to the cokeheads: "I will have privacy. I will have my cats. I will only be eight blocks from work. I won't have to get up at 6:30 anymore. I can move in next weekend. I won't have to live with two kids or worry about my stuff getting stolen, broken, or smashed."
HA HA HA HA HA HA HA! That's the most fucking hilarious thing i've ever said in my life.
Zombie Motherfuckers
Yeah, that's right. I'm playing Resident Evil again. I've managed to get somewhat farther than my last couple attempts to crack the impervious difficulty shell of this game. I can burn bodies, I've got a key, and I've found a couple puzzle items. Pretty decent for only an hour of game time.
I have a house guest. Katie's brother is living in my living room. I think we needed his company before we bored ourselves to death.
Between work and video games I'm working on a new layout. And yes, I can hear the gasps of the thousands of surprised readers.
Why am I Awake so Fucking Early?
I'll give you two hints; it starts with a "T" and ends with "Arget". Bleh.
I had to get new shoes last night. My all-stars got this HUGE rip in the side of them. Fucking cheapass shoes! I hated those shoes the whole time anyway. So I got a new pair of black shelltoed adidas's because they're comfy from a kid that works with Sir Drinks-a-Lot because he wasn't working (you bastard! get back to work!) and I couldn't wait any longer. I also got some bitchin socks.
I want to just crawl back into bed and pass out for a few days.
Friday Pants
Yup, it's Friday. A day for my black raver pants and my Resident Evil zombie t-shirt. A day to finally finish watching my Extended Version of Lord of the Rings. Maybe a day to get a little further in Metroid Prime.
There's a pile of movies I want to see. In the theaters even, if I can stand to leave my house for that kind of a journey. Bowling for Columbine is playing, I've heard good things about that. And I also want to see Equilibrium because everyone says it's 1984 mixed with The Matrix. And the more I see the commercials for Adaptation, the better it looks. I don't even like Nicholas Cage and I want to see it. And, of course, The Two Towers opens next week. I'm sure I'll just wait until half of them come out on DVD though, like I always do. The only one I'm seeing for sure is Two Towers because I have a free ticket to it.
Super Happy Train
Yup, riding the Super Happy Train. No wait, that's crap. I'm sitting in the computer lab at school (not the crappy one either, the good one with the view) and I'm listening to Beck's "Sea Change" and I'm wishing something would stop me from being able to go into work today.
I had a weird fucking dream last night. I dreamt I had walked into Parkway (the movie theater I worked at when I was 16 - 17), told them I'd be a cashier for 20 hours a week, and they hired me and put me to work right there. Then everything went nuts, influenced I believe by what I got to see of the movie "Excalibur" because everything was really dramatic and smoke was everywhere. So I sold a few tickets but not a lot and there were a billion people in the lobby but the concession stand was gone and had been replaced by two smaller stand on opposite ends of the building. And then people complained that no one had started their movie so I squeezed through the crowd to get to the stairwell up to the projectors and there was smoke and red lights everywhere up there. And then I woke up. It was fucking weird.
I spent a chunk of last night doing more Festivus shopping. Everyone's so goddamn hard to shop for but I've almost got everyone covered. I think LAURI needs to make a FESTIVUS suggestion list because I have NO IDEA what to get her. See all those caps? That's emotion dammit.