Something profound Ryan told me today:
"we both know I really only get off to little girls crying, and trashbags full of socks"
Monday, April 30, 2007
Sunday, April 29, 2007
I will kill you like a ham, see?
So I went down to see Opt yesterday, it was good. We watched Terry Gilliam movies, and ate food, most notably my first non-shitty frozen custard (Culvers was my only prior experience with Frozen Custard).
But the main awesomeness is the weird-ass conversations we end up having.
We were discussing whether or not a visit from me is better than a visit from her boyfriend (I was pro me, in that I am way more awesome than him, she was pro him in that he has sex with her). Anyway, as these things will, it came to dick size.
Her arguement was that I, being a girl, don't even have one, much less a large one.
My argument is that I, having this dick, know that it shares the same dimensions as a ham.
Her new argument became that her boyfriend's dick is Jesus. In that her boyfriend has, instead of a dong, our lord and savior mounted to himself somehow in that area, and that is what goes into the various orifices of her choice.
I never win.
But the main awesomeness is the weird-ass conversations we end up having.
We were discussing whether or not a visit from me is better than a visit from her boyfriend (I was pro me, in that I am way more awesome than him, she was pro him in that he has sex with her). Anyway, as these things will, it came to dick size.
Her arguement was that I, being a girl, don't even have one, much less a large one.
My argument is that I, having this dick, know that it shares the same dimensions as a ham.
Her new argument became that her boyfriend's dick is Jesus. In that her boyfriend has, instead of a dong, our lord and savior mounted to himself somehow in that area, and that is what goes into the various orifices of her choice.
I never win.
Friday, April 27, 2007
we ate all of the oranges off the navels of our lovers
Do you ever have moments where you step back and look at what you're doing and think how weird it would look to a stranger?
I'm not like, image concious or anything, but I do do this from time to time and it's hilarious.
To set the scene, it was last night, I was at home. Pantsless, as is my wont. And yes, my place is really messy right now. And no, I did not have the lights on.
I was watching a Dschinghis Khan music video.
I was also looking at this "art" Ryan was showing me that he had once made out of nosebleeds.
So basically I'm sitting home alone in the dark surrounded by everything from shitty origami to parmesan cheese to a stack of bottle caps and a McDonald's ad for their new cinnamon melts, wearing no pants, looking at this, and listening to the crazy disco music that they make on one side of my computer, and a handprint made out of blood on the other side.
I am clearly a small push away from being a serial killer.
I'm not like, image concious or anything, but I do do this from time to time and it's hilarious.
To set the scene, it was last night, I was at home. Pantsless, as is my wont. And yes, my place is really messy right now. And no, I did not have the lights on.
I was watching a Dschinghis Khan music video.
I was also looking at this "art" Ryan was showing me that he had once made out of nosebleeds.
So basically I'm sitting home alone in the dark surrounded by everything from shitty origami to parmesan cheese to a stack of bottle caps and a McDonald's ad for their new cinnamon melts, wearing no pants, looking at this, and listening to the crazy disco music that they make on one side of my computer, and a handprint made out of blood on the other side.
I am clearly a small push away from being a serial killer.
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
reading
I read two books in two days!
Okay, not that exciting, I used to do at least a book a day for days on end (my last period of unemployment, in particular). And one of the books is my favorite book, which I've read so often that it's more like a comforting ritual more than actually reading. But it's still an achievement, I don't think I've read anything in months. The last thing I can remember is about 75% of a not very good Michael Crichton novel. The store just somehow beat reading out of me... it's not like how people who work in a restaurant begin to hate the food because they smell it all day. More like the fact that there were ALL these awesome books around to read so I had a running list in my mind, which made me feel like I had to read faster (which is stupid, I already read about as fast as any non "speed-reader" can) which just made me distracted and not enjoy the book I was reading until I just stopped reading nearly altogether. So it's nice to be sort of back.
Anyway, I'm beginning to notice a pattern in what I like. I used to confine myself to SF/Fantasy (and for whatever reason, Amy Tan & Nick Hornby). Then like I mentioned, during unemployment my quest for cheap, plentiful reading material led me to the Normal Public Library, which has a shitty SF section. Really, aside from a few authors (Crichton, who occasionally branches out from SF, Vonnegut who is SF but so good he trancends genre, Amy Tan, Nick Hornby) I've learned to be suspicious of general fiction. I'm not a fan of old literature, if it's not been written in the last 50 years I am usually unimpressed. And so much modern fiction... just goes absolutely nowhere and is depressing. So I like "modern classics" such as Vonnegut, Catcher in the Rye, the Great Gatsby, etc. And I have found the occaisional author through reccomends or by accident (Christopher Moore, I love you, you magnificent bastard! You too, Time Traveler's Wife, the Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time, and Augusten Burroughs when you are writing funny anecdotes but not your heavier debut memoir Running With Scissors!). But mostly, reading the back of books like you would in a genre section is a total crap shoot. Anything that sounds interesting or even uplifting is inevitably depressing. Why is gen lit such a downer category of books? But this branching out continued as I worked in the store, I kept hearing about good books from coworkers, or noticing something interesting when shelving. Also I thought it would help me with reccomends, being good at knowing genre books (at least SF) sucks because no one ever asks. Because if the people like SF, they already know what they like and don't ask. Whereas I always get asked about how good books are that I wouldn't know (computer books, foreign language books) or to just randomly reccomend "something that would be good to read on the beach."
Oh but anyway, the pattern. This latest book I just read is called Cabin Pressure. To be honest, it was laying around in this box of free books in the break room one day and I was bored and picked it up. The first sentence was, "a douchebag says "what"?" and I was like, "sold!" But then didn't get around to reading it ever. Because of all the many other free books I've picked up at the store, only one other has ever turned out to be any good. It's a memoir of this guy who went back to his old summer camp and became a counselor. So... it'd be pretty boring if he was a shitty writer, but it was amusing so I liked it. And I just realized that it's like "Julie/Julia," another book I also read on accident and love. And Augusten Burroughs' "Magical Thinking." And Nick Hornby's nonfiction stuff. Basically just random blathering about slightly not ordinary things made interesting by the fact that the person is a great storyteller. So no wrenching emotional turns (that's why I'm not as big of a fan of Augusten's more famous Running With Scissors) or stupid contrived plots, and some bits that actually made me laugh out loud. Seriously, Julie/Julia does not sell that well even though from what I understand it's a critical darling, mostly because we have it stuck away in "food reference." But when describing it to people who want some interesting light reading it's my easiest sell, followed by Magical Thinking. So anyway I'm wondering if there's a title for this type of genre, and where I could find more?
Also I wanted to plug the book if anyone's interested, since I doubt this dude's all that popular. It's called "Cabin Pressure," by Josh Wolk. According to the "about the author" (and a couple references in the book) he's a writer for Entertainment Weekly. So I think this is his first book, but the fact that he has written before shows.
Here's one of the bits that made me laugh out loud, concerning this crazy driving instructor who keeps mixing up stuff from 'Nam into the car safety lecture:
"I was confused. An oncoming minivan can kick you in the larynx? I didn't know Dodge Caravans could do that. Well, if I ever did get my ass kicked by a minivan, I hoped it would kill me. I'd seen The Deer Hunter: I didn't want to get dragged back to its camp and made to play Russian roulette with a bunch of scared Priuses."
Okay, not that exciting, I used to do at least a book a day for days on end (my last period of unemployment, in particular). And one of the books is my favorite book, which I've read so often that it's more like a comforting ritual more than actually reading. But it's still an achievement, I don't think I've read anything in months. The last thing I can remember is about 75% of a not very good Michael Crichton novel. The store just somehow beat reading out of me... it's not like how people who work in a restaurant begin to hate the food because they smell it all day. More like the fact that there were ALL these awesome books around to read so I had a running list in my mind, which made me feel like I had to read faster (which is stupid, I already read about as fast as any non "speed-reader" can) which just made me distracted and not enjoy the book I was reading until I just stopped reading nearly altogether. So it's nice to be sort of back.
Anyway, I'm beginning to notice a pattern in what I like. I used to confine myself to SF/Fantasy (and for whatever reason, Amy Tan & Nick Hornby). Then like I mentioned, during unemployment my quest for cheap, plentiful reading material led me to the Normal Public Library, which has a shitty SF section. Really, aside from a few authors (Crichton, who occasionally branches out from SF, Vonnegut who is SF but so good he trancends genre, Amy Tan, Nick Hornby) I've learned to be suspicious of general fiction. I'm not a fan of old literature, if it's not been written in the last 50 years I am usually unimpressed. And so much modern fiction... just goes absolutely nowhere and is depressing. So I like "modern classics" such as Vonnegut, Catcher in the Rye, the Great Gatsby, etc. And I have found the occaisional author through reccomends or by accident (Christopher Moore, I love you, you magnificent bastard! You too, Time Traveler's Wife, the Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time, and Augusten Burroughs when you are writing funny anecdotes but not your heavier debut memoir Running With Scissors!). But mostly, reading the back of books like you would in a genre section is a total crap shoot. Anything that sounds interesting or even uplifting is inevitably depressing. Why is gen lit such a downer category of books? But this branching out continued as I worked in the store, I kept hearing about good books from coworkers, or noticing something interesting when shelving. Also I thought it would help me with reccomends, being good at knowing genre books (at least SF) sucks because no one ever asks. Because if the people like SF, they already know what they like and don't ask. Whereas I always get asked about how good books are that I wouldn't know (computer books, foreign language books) or to just randomly reccomend "something that would be good to read on the beach."
Oh but anyway, the pattern. This latest book I just read is called Cabin Pressure. To be honest, it was laying around in this box of free books in the break room one day and I was bored and picked it up. The first sentence was, "a douchebag says "what"?" and I was like, "sold!" But then didn't get around to reading it ever. Because of all the many other free books I've picked up at the store, only one other has ever turned out to be any good. It's a memoir of this guy who went back to his old summer camp and became a counselor. So... it'd be pretty boring if he was a shitty writer, but it was amusing so I liked it. And I just realized that it's like "Julie/Julia," another book I also read on accident and love. And Augusten Burroughs' "Magical Thinking." And Nick Hornby's nonfiction stuff. Basically just random blathering about slightly not ordinary things made interesting by the fact that the person is a great storyteller. So no wrenching emotional turns (that's why I'm not as big of a fan of Augusten's more famous Running With Scissors) or stupid contrived plots, and some bits that actually made me laugh out loud. Seriously, Julie/Julia does not sell that well even though from what I understand it's a critical darling, mostly because we have it stuck away in "food reference." But when describing it to people who want some interesting light reading it's my easiest sell, followed by Magical Thinking. So anyway I'm wondering if there's a title for this type of genre, and where I could find more?
Also I wanted to plug the book if anyone's interested, since I doubt this dude's all that popular. It's called "Cabin Pressure," by Josh Wolk. According to the "about the author" (and a couple references in the book) he's a writer for Entertainment Weekly. So I think this is his first book, but the fact that he has written before shows.
Here's one of the bits that made me laugh out loud, concerning this crazy driving instructor who keeps mixing up stuff from 'Nam into the car safety lecture:
"I was confused. An oncoming minivan can kick you in the larynx? I didn't know Dodge Caravans could do that. Well, if I ever did get my ass kicked by a minivan, I hoped it would kill me. I'd seen The Deer Hunter: I didn't want to get dragged back to its camp and made to play Russian roulette with a bunch of scared Priuses."
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
GWASAS
Me: that made the blog
Ryan: haha woo
Ryan: I am blogworthy
Ryan: then again, you should just rename your blog "Things Ryan and I say to each other"
Ryan: Since that's like.. 90% of its content
Me: haha god I know
Me: especially since I got unemployed
Me: I thought of starting up a separate one for my aim convers once but I got lazy
Ryan: We could cleverly reorganize words to avoid copyright infringement and call it "Girl with a stick, and Sliver"
Me: LOL
Ryan: gwasas.com
Me: GWASAS
Me: haha
Ryan: :D
Me: great minds
Ryan: haha woo
Ryan: I am blogworthy
Ryan: then again, you should just rename your blog "Things Ryan and I say to each other"
Ryan: Since that's like.. 90% of its content
Me: haha god I know
Me: especially since I got unemployed
Me: I thought of starting up a separate one for my aim convers once but I got lazy
Ryan: We could cleverly reorganize words to avoid copyright infringement and call it "Girl with a stick, and Sliver"
Me: LOL
Ryan: gwasas.com
Me: GWASAS
Me: haha
Ryan: :D
Me: great minds
burn
Ryan: Your mother was a hampster
Me: well since no such thing as a "hampster" exists
Me: I must not exist either
Ryan: it's true
Ryan: *poof*
Me: I'm a figment of your imagination
Me: I'm actually you
Me: and I've been starting up terrorist organizations
Me: I call them "fight clubs"
Me: you wish you could fight like me, dress like me, fuck like me, BE ME
Ryan: haha
Ryan: you mean, badly, badly, and not at all?
Ryan: Oo.. burn
Me: haha
Me: yeah
Me: it made me laugh though
Me: so I don't hate you as much as I would otherwise
Ryan: hahah woo!
Ryan: I get -1 to hate from Phoe for being awesome
Me: haha
Me: the D & D like assement of how much you make me not hate you also makes me laugh
Me: so -2
Ryan: haha awesome
Ryab: I get all kinds of saving throws against Phoe hate
Me: haha you do
Me: seriously if a regular person said that
Me: I would stab him
Me: if AC said that I'd stab her and then poop in the stab hole and then shoot her and fuck the brain hole
Ryan: haha
Ryan: nice
Me: but you say it and I'm like, "I should be mad but I'm not."
Ryan: The truth hurts, but in a funny way, kind of like an old man getting hit in the balls with a football
Me: well since no such thing as a "hampster" exists
Me: I must not exist either
Ryan: it's true
Ryan: *poof*
Me: I'm a figment of your imagination
Me: I'm actually you
Me: and I've been starting up terrorist organizations
Me: I call them "fight clubs"
Me: you wish you could fight like me, dress like me, fuck like me, BE ME
Ryan: haha
Ryan: you mean, badly, badly, and not at all?
Ryan: Oo.. burn
Me: haha
Me: yeah
Me: it made me laugh though
Me: so I don't hate you as much as I would otherwise
Ryan: hahah woo!
Ryan: I get -1 to hate from Phoe for being awesome
Me: haha
Me: the D & D like assement of how much you make me not hate you also makes me laugh
Me: so -2
Ryan: haha awesome
Ryab: I get all kinds of saving throws against Phoe hate
Me: haha you do
Me: seriously if a regular person said that
Me: I would stab him
Me: if AC said that I'd stab her and then poop in the stab hole and then shoot her and fuck the brain hole
Ryan: haha
Ryan: nice
Me: but you say it and I'm like, "I should be mad but I'm not."
Ryan: The truth hurts, but in a funny way, kind of like an old man getting hit in the balls with a football
in my bloodstained sunday's best
Me: oh by the way, the store is SO lucky that they are not my main job anymore
Me: because I would've had to stab some people today if I got as angry over things as I did back when it was my "real job"
Ryan: haha what happened?
Me: well they finally gave me an evaluation
Me: after working there almost two years
Me: and evals are what raises are based on
Me: and they graded me completely on attitude, not knowledge, and basically said I had a shitty attitude last year
Me: so no raise
Ryan: haha that's really lame
Me: yeah. It still makes me annoyed
Me: but I would've lost it if that were my real job still
Ryan: yeah I can imagine
Me: seriously, there are only 2 other full timers left who have been there as long as me
Me: one is a supervisor
Me: the other has even worse attitude than I do (though of course AC doesn't hate him)
Me: so except for the managers and that one supervisor, I basically know more than anyone at the store
Me: any book that's been popular at all in the last two years I can just automatically go and find in two seconds without looking it up
Me: even if the customer butchers the title
Me: and I'm even better with media since I put out all the new releases each week and used to do most of the other multimedia displays as well
Me: and no matter how much I supposedly slack I get more done faster than anyone else because I'm the only one left who knows what the hell they're doing
Ryan: yeah that's pretty lame, I guess they just want you to be a smiling idiot
Me: yep
Ryan: instead of a person who knows what they're doing
Me: I was kind of pissed, like there were at least ten categories
Me: and only one of them pertained to knowledge
Me: and they didn't even give me above "satisfactory" in that
Ryan: that's lame
Me: even though like I said I know way more shit than anyone else
Ryan: were you able to argue any of these things?
Me: I tried but I didn't really get anywhere
Me: I mean I have fucking helped train all my direct superiors in the last year except for Kevin and Thug, sometimes multiple times for each position given our high turnover
Me: but I didn't even get "satisfactory" on the category about helping teach coworkers because during christmas I couldn't get those fucking fuckers to alphabetize a goddamn new release cart right
Me: and got annoyed and gave up
Me: that was like the specific example they gave me for not being able to train anyone
Ryan: haha they dinged you for not being able to train becuase the idiots couldn't learn how to alphabetize?
Me: yeah. Like... I did EVERYTHING in my power, I even made up an instructional sheet ON MY OWN TIME OFF THE CLOCK.
Ryan: did you mention that?
Me: I took like twenty minutes every goddamn week telling and retelling at least one person how to do it
Me: yeah they knew
Me: but since none of the supervisors or managers backed me up because it had nothing to do with them
Me: the people actually doing it didn't give a fuck and did the least possible effort
Me: and fucked it up EVERY WEEK
Me: they still fuck it up I've just given up bitching about it
Me: it's less effort to just fix the shit myself than try and get anyone else to care
Ryan: yeah it sounds like it
Me: well plus... if they fuck it up right now it is not that much effort to compensate
Me: whereas during christmas a lot more stuff comes out
Me: and trying to find stuff when it's not alphabetized anywhere near correctly is really time consuming
Me: so it just made me really angry that no one cared
Me: it wasn't like some vague directive from corporate that doesn't really matter
Me: It was something that made my job a million times harder, and no matter how many people I told that they just didn't give a shit
Me: oh and here's an example of how awesome I am
Me: today some new person was trying to ring up a regular customer and they got confused
Me: so I came up to help
Me: and the when the customer saw me coming up she literally said, "Oh Phoe's here, she'll take care of it."
Me: with complete confidence because anyone who shops at that store regularly knows I'm a badass at getting the registers to do what I want
Ryan: haha nice
Ryan: that right there should get you a raise
Ryan: fuck the rest
Me: also since they're doing away with the corporate sales position, they're re training us all on how to ring them up because most of the employees don't know how the fuck to do them
Me: and I overheard the trainer training this one guy on it (specifically how to do tax exempt if it's not programmed into the card), and she was like, "Oh I don't think they told me how to do that"
Ryan: haha nice
Me: and I was like, "Oh you just go to the total screen and then press this button."
Me: I KNOW MORE THAN THE GODDAMN TRAINER
Ryan: haha
Ryan: "satisfactory"
Ryan: you should say something like..
Me: to be fair, she has only just recently become the trainer. But still... I really don't think even most of the longer sup's know.
Ryan: if your knowledge is satisfactory, does that mean everyone else in the store is below that?
Me: apparently
Me: because I would've had to stab some people today if I got as angry over things as I did back when it was my "real job"
Ryan: haha what happened?
Me: well they finally gave me an evaluation
Me: after working there almost two years
Me: and evals are what raises are based on
Me: and they graded me completely on attitude, not knowledge, and basically said I had a shitty attitude last year
Me: so no raise
Ryan: haha that's really lame
Me: yeah. It still makes me annoyed
Me: but I would've lost it if that were my real job still
Ryan: yeah I can imagine
Me: seriously, there are only 2 other full timers left who have been there as long as me
Me: one is a supervisor
Me: the other has even worse attitude than I do (though of course AC doesn't hate him)
Me: so except for the managers and that one supervisor, I basically know more than anyone at the store
Me: any book that's been popular at all in the last two years I can just automatically go and find in two seconds without looking it up
Me: even if the customer butchers the title
Me: and I'm even better with media since I put out all the new releases each week and used to do most of the other multimedia displays as well
Me: and no matter how much I supposedly slack I get more done faster than anyone else because I'm the only one left who knows what the hell they're doing
Ryan: yeah that's pretty lame, I guess they just want you to be a smiling idiot
Me: yep
Ryan: instead of a person who knows what they're doing
Me: I was kind of pissed, like there were at least ten categories
Me: and only one of them pertained to knowledge
Me: and they didn't even give me above "satisfactory" in that
Ryan: that's lame
Me: even though like I said I know way more shit than anyone else
Ryan: were you able to argue any of these things?
Me: I tried but I didn't really get anywhere
Me: I mean I have fucking helped train all my direct superiors in the last year except for Kevin and Thug, sometimes multiple times for each position given our high turnover
Me: but I didn't even get "satisfactory" on the category about helping teach coworkers because during christmas I couldn't get those fucking fuckers to alphabetize a goddamn new release cart right
Me: and got annoyed and gave up
Me: that was like the specific example they gave me for not being able to train anyone
Ryan: haha they dinged you for not being able to train becuase the idiots couldn't learn how to alphabetize?
Me: yeah. Like... I did EVERYTHING in my power, I even made up an instructional sheet ON MY OWN TIME OFF THE CLOCK.
Ryan: did you mention that?
Me: I took like twenty minutes every goddamn week telling and retelling at least one person how to do it
Me: yeah they knew
Me: but since none of the supervisors or managers backed me up because it had nothing to do with them
Me: the people actually doing it didn't give a fuck and did the least possible effort
Me: and fucked it up EVERY WEEK
Me: they still fuck it up I've just given up bitching about it
Me: it's less effort to just fix the shit myself than try and get anyone else to care
Ryan: yeah it sounds like it
Me: well plus... if they fuck it up right now it is not that much effort to compensate
Me: whereas during christmas a lot more stuff comes out
Me: and trying to find stuff when it's not alphabetized anywhere near correctly is really time consuming
Me: so it just made me really angry that no one cared
Me: it wasn't like some vague directive from corporate that doesn't really matter
Me: It was something that made my job a million times harder, and no matter how many people I told that they just didn't give a shit
Me: oh and here's an example of how awesome I am
Me: today some new person was trying to ring up a regular customer and they got confused
Me: so I came up to help
Me: and the when the customer saw me coming up she literally said, "Oh Phoe's here, she'll take care of it."
Me: with complete confidence because anyone who shops at that store regularly knows I'm a badass at getting the registers to do what I want
Ryan: haha nice
Ryan: that right there should get you a raise
Ryan: fuck the rest
Me: also since they're doing away with the corporate sales position, they're re training us all on how to ring them up because most of the employees don't know how the fuck to do them
Me: and I overheard the trainer training this one guy on it (specifically how to do tax exempt if it's not programmed into the card), and she was like, "Oh I don't think they told me how to do that"
Ryan: haha nice
Me: and I was like, "Oh you just go to the total screen and then press this button."
Me: I KNOW MORE THAN THE GODDAMN TRAINER
Ryan: haha
Ryan: "satisfactory"
Ryan: you should say something like..
Me: to be fair, she has only just recently become the trainer. But still... I really don't think even most of the longer sup's know.
Ryan: if your knowledge is satisfactory, does that mean everyone else in the store is below that?
Me: apparently
Sunday, April 22, 2007
wang city
Me: Viking movie? Two thumbs dooooooooooooown
Me: actually it's not that horrible
Me: but I wouldn't pay for it
Ryan: yeah that's kind of how it looked
Me: haha the main guy is the angry mullet guy from Chronicles of Riddick
Ryan: haha nice
Ryan: I thought he looked familiar
Me: and he seems less angry, although you'd think he'd be more angry as vikings killed his whole village
Me: but it's definitely him
Me: he was strangely girly in this despite all the killing he did
Me: (link) doesn't that look kind of gay?
Ryan: haha just a little
Ryan: too much makeup
Me: I was like, "I believe you as an angry assasin, an angry mullet guy, but you seem kind of like a sad angry viking/native american adoptee"
Me: I kept expecting him to just scream, "leave me alone!" and go home and listen to dashboard confessional
Ryan: haha
Ryan: go cry some more!
Me: oh also he was shirtless about half the time
Ryan: well of course
Me: which, he really does not have the body for that
Ryan: they should have gottne one of the guys from 300 to do it
Me: haha, yeah, that was like, distractingly defined abs
Me: whereas this was distractingly flabby abs
Me: I demand a happy medium!
Ryan: haha
Me: I guess my favorite is when they wear shirts and I don't have to care
Ryan: they should just not wear pants
Ryan: solves the whole problem
Me: I'd be like, "finally, something for Phoexx0r!"
Ryan: haha exactly
Me: it could be the women's version of sin city
Ryan: haha nice
Ryan: Wang City
Me: there was a lot of ass in that movie
Me: like, a lot
Me: like so much that by the end it wasn't even distracting anymore
Me: I want to pay that spirit forward to penis
Me: unexpected wang is just not cool
Ryan: what if you knew about it
Ryan: like.. the movie was called "wang city"
Me: LOL
Ryan: and you went into it knowing there'd just be wang everywhere
Me: then I'd wear sunglasses and a headscarf on the way in
Ryan: haha
Ryan: and no pants
Me: I don't want that sort of wang experience
Me: I want a loving wang experience!
Ryan: haha
Ryan: The Wang Experience
Me: if possible directed by Robert Rodriguez
Ryan: haha
Ryan: what, with zombies?
Me: what about zombies?
Me: I love how your'e all, "it's really good" and I'm like no
Ryan: haha
Me: and then you're all, "it's got zombie wang," and I'm like, "sign me up!"
Ryan: haha
Me: I have my priorities straight
Ryan: zombie wang is high up there
Me: 1) Zombie Wang 2) Myself 3) My Country
Ryan: haha
Ryan: The Country of Phoe
Ryan: Population: 1
Ryan: Our biggest export is Poo
Me: actually it's not that horrible
Me: but I wouldn't pay for it
Ryan: yeah that's kind of how it looked
Me: haha the main guy is the angry mullet guy from Chronicles of Riddick
Ryan: haha nice
Ryan: I thought he looked familiar
Me: and he seems less angry, although you'd think he'd be more angry as vikings killed his whole village
Me: but it's definitely him
Me: he was strangely girly in this despite all the killing he did
Me: (link) doesn't that look kind of gay?
Ryan: haha just a little
Ryan: too much makeup
Me: I was like, "I believe you as an angry assasin, an angry mullet guy, but you seem kind of like a sad angry viking/native american adoptee"
Me: I kept expecting him to just scream, "leave me alone!" and go home and listen to dashboard confessional
Ryan: haha
Ryan: go cry some more!
Me: oh also he was shirtless about half the time
Ryan: well of course
Me: which, he really does not have the body for that
Ryan: they should have gottne one of the guys from 300 to do it
Me: haha, yeah, that was like, distractingly defined abs
Me: whereas this was distractingly flabby abs
Me: I demand a happy medium!
Ryan: haha
Me: I guess my favorite is when they wear shirts and I don't have to care
Ryan: they should just not wear pants
Ryan: solves the whole problem
Me: I'd be like, "finally, something for Phoexx0r!"
Ryan: haha exactly
Me: it could be the women's version of sin city
Ryan: haha nice
Ryan: Wang City
Me: there was a lot of ass in that movie
Me: like, a lot
Me: like so much that by the end it wasn't even distracting anymore
Me: I want to pay that spirit forward to penis
Me: unexpected wang is just not cool
Ryan: what if you knew about it
Ryan: like.. the movie was called "wang city"
Me: LOL
Ryan: and you went into it knowing there'd just be wang everywhere
Me: then I'd wear sunglasses and a headscarf on the way in
Ryan: haha
Ryan: and no pants
Me: I don't want that sort of wang experience
Me: I want a loving wang experience!
Ryan: haha
Ryan: The Wang Experience
Me: if possible directed by Robert Rodriguez
Ryan: haha
Ryan: what, with zombies?
Me: what about zombies?
Me: I love how your'e all, "it's really good" and I'm like no
Ryan: haha
Me: and then you're all, "it's got zombie wang," and I'm like, "sign me up!"
Ryan: haha
Me: I have my priorities straight
Ryan: zombie wang is high up there
Me: 1) Zombie Wang 2) Myself 3) My Country
Ryan: haha
Ryan: The Country of Phoe
Ryan: Population: 1
Ryan: Our biggest export is Poo
sadf
Man, the store is just one big sexual harassment complaint waiting to happen.
Seriously, Thug was saying crazy filthy things the other night. Then today I apologized for something or other and he said, "That's okay, just as long as you keep letting me pee on your chest everything's alright." And I was like, "Cool but no crapping this time." And he was like, "aw, you're no fun."
Then later Bling (who does happen to be a lesbian) was complaining about smelling like fish (she'd had salmon for dinner) and then was like, "I don't like it! I'm not that kind of lesbian!" then later showed me this book she found called "Carma Sutra" which was various people doing it in various automobiles.
Then later YM forcefully humped me as I was trying to get into my car.
Seriously, Thug was saying crazy filthy things the other night. Then today I apologized for something or other and he said, "That's okay, just as long as you keep letting me pee on your chest everything's alright." And I was like, "Cool but no crapping this time." And he was like, "aw, you're no fun."
Then later Bling (who does happen to be a lesbian) was complaining about smelling like fish (she'd had salmon for dinner) and then was like, "I don't like it! I'm not that kind of lesbian!" then later showed me this book she found called "Carma Sutra" which was various people doing it in various automobiles.
Then later YM forcefully humped me as I was trying to get into my car.
Saturday, April 21, 2007
what?
If I live to be 100 I still will probably not understand the store or AC.
Yeah, yesterday I got a call from Thug, the supervisor on duty. "Did you know you were supposed to be here for a shift at 5?" Um.... no, I did not.
So I rush over there, thinking that maybe Elaine had asked me if I wanted to work this shift a long time ago, and I forgot. But Elaine's there too, and she says she went into the schedule to look, and she never altered it, and she's the only one who would.
So I figured maybe it was some weird glitch? I didn't really care, I do need the money and didn't really have any plans.
But I get a call from Thug today, "Uh yeah, do you know you're on the schedule for today, too?" Again, no I did not. Though thankfully, due to the whole thing yesterday, he called way before my shift because he guessed I wouldn't know about this one either, so I should be on time today.
So the only conclusion I can come to is that AC is intentionally scheduling me? It seems really strange, as I am supposedly a substandard worker and that's why I couldn't get any other scheduled hours but Tuesday when I asked. And, well, given the fact that she HATES ME. But she is the one who does the schedules, and if she did schedule me, I can see her being a fucking moron and not telling me about it. And the fact that this is no longer an isolated incident, having happened a second time makes me think it must be intentional.
Yeah, yesterday I got a call from Thug, the supervisor on duty. "Did you know you were supposed to be here for a shift at 5?" Um.... no, I did not.
So I rush over there, thinking that maybe Elaine had asked me if I wanted to work this shift a long time ago, and I forgot. But Elaine's there too, and she says she went into the schedule to look, and she never altered it, and she's the only one who would.
So I figured maybe it was some weird glitch? I didn't really care, I do need the money and didn't really have any plans.
But I get a call from Thug today, "Uh yeah, do you know you're on the schedule for today, too?" Again, no I did not. Though thankfully, due to the whole thing yesterday, he called way before my shift because he guessed I wouldn't know about this one either, so I should be on time today.
So the only conclusion I can come to is that AC is intentionally scheduling me? It seems really strange, as I am supposedly a substandard worker and that's why I couldn't get any other scheduled hours but Tuesday when I asked. And, well, given the fact that she HATES ME. But she is the one who does the schedules, and if she did schedule me, I can see her being a fucking moron and not telling me about it. And the fact that this is no longer an isolated incident, having happened a second time makes me think it must be intentional.
Friday, April 20, 2007
stubborn beauty
YM: You would happen to have any old papers on musicals would ya?
Me: haha no but I could write one for you
YM: ...you could?
Me: "the first time Cats was on broadway, the lead character was played by Count Popeula, a magical monster with pencils for arms."
Me: I got tons more just like that
Me: A+
YM: haha
YM: Well, it would have to be about musicals we learned about in class.
Me: haha what did you learn about?
YM: Assassins, Sunday in the Park with George, Passion, Company, Sweeney Todd, and Follies....and that's only the first half of the semester!
Me: "I thought the lead character of Sunday in the Park with George was a bit of a dick, but at the same time he captured a certain je ne sais quoi of the human condition in today's postmodern society."
Me: A+
YM: haha
YM: awesome
Me: "Sweeney Todd was about people killing each other and putting them in meat pies. It was awesome."
YM: I was thinking of doing a comparison of Shakespeare, like Hamlet or Romeo and Juliet and compare it to Sweeney Todd.
Me: haha niiiice
Me: that would be cool
Me: you could start off, "Polonius from Hamlet once said, "Brevity is the soul of wit.""
Me: and then just stop
Me: haha no but I could write one for you
YM: ...you could?
Me: "the first time Cats was on broadway, the lead character was played by Count Popeula, a magical monster with pencils for arms."
Me: I got tons more just like that
Me: A+
YM: haha
YM: Well, it would have to be about musicals we learned about in class.
Me: haha what did you learn about?
YM: Assassins, Sunday in the Park with George, Passion, Company, Sweeney Todd, and Follies....and that's only the first half of the semester!
Me: "I thought the lead character of Sunday in the Park with George was a bit of a dick, but at the same time he captured a certain je ne sais quoi of the human condition in today's postmodern society."
Me: A+
YM: haha
YM: awesome
Me: "Sweeney Todd was about people killing each other and putting them in meat pies. It was awesome."
YM: I was thinking of doing a comparison of Shakespeare, like Hamlet or Romeo and Juliet and compare it to Sweeney Todd.
Me: haha niiiice
Me: that would be cool
Me: you could start off, "Polonius from Hamlet once said, "Brevity is the soul of wit.""
Me: and then just stop
sdfasd
Ryan: brain.. shutting.. down
Ryan: need.. sleep
Me: haha
Me: I wish I could sleeep
Ryan: why can't you?
Me: insooomnia
Ryan: in-lame-nia
Me: your mom's lame
Ryan: don't make fun of her inability to walk!
Ryan: its' very hard for us
Me: I like to call her gimpster mcbadwalking
Ryan: haha
Ryan: makes it easier for you to manhandle her into the doggy-style position
Ryan: you sicko
Me: it's not sick it's awesome
Ryan: haha
Me: I wish I'd discovered manipulating cripples to my will a long time ago
Ryan: need.. sleep
Me: haha
Me: I wish I could sleeep
Ryan: why can't you?
Me: insooomnia
Ryan: in-lame-nia
Me: your mom's lame
Ryan: don't make fun of her inability to walk!
Ryan: its' very hard for us
Me: I like to call her gimpster mcbadwalking
Ryan: haha
Ryan: makes it easier for you to manhandle her into the doggy-style position
Ryan: you sicko
Me: it's not sick it's awesome
Ryan: haha
Me: I wish I'd discovered manipulating cripples to my will a long time ago
Thursday, April 19, 2007
pee
I was just looking at my blog and realized it's all AIM convers. And I felt bad because it is probably annoying to other people. But fuck those people, those bits are the only things I really like going back and re reading from this blog!
But anyway I thought I would break it up a little, and let you all know that the surfeit of aim convers is basically because lately, as an unemployed person, all I have to do all day is sit on my ass and talk on aim. So that makes it both more unlikely I will have something interesting to post, and more likely that I will have an amusing aim conversation. I think we should call it Phoexx0r's law.
Oh I did do some pee related things today, if that's what you sickos get your jollies from reading about. I took my urine test for the new job. Also, I saw my little nephew pee on the potty. For whatever reason his mom (my sister) had us crowd into the bathroom and watch tonight. I felt priveleged to be treated to this experience that so few people who aren't parents or child molesters get to have. Also it will come in handy to mention in the years to come if I want to traumatize the hell out of him. True story.
But anyway I thought I would break it up a little, and let you all know that the surfeit of aim convers is basically because lately, as an unemployed person, all I have to do all day is sit on my ass and talk on aim. So that makes it both more unlikely I will have something interesting to post, and more likely that I will have an amusing aim conversation. I think we should call it Phoexx0r's law.
Oh I did do some pee related things today, if that's what you sickos get your jollies from reading about. I took my urine test for the new job. Also, I saw my little nephew pee on the potty. For whatever reason his mom (my sister) had us crowd into the bathroom and watch tonight. I felt priveleged to be treated to this experience that so few people who aren't parents or child molesters get to have. Also it will come in handy to mention in the years to come if I want to traumatize the hell out of him. True story.
Wednesday, April 18, 2007
rock!
Ryan: but before that
Ryan: one of the most rockign songs of all time
Me: Wolf Parade?
Ryan: hahah
Ryan: Queensryche eats wolf parade for BREAKFAST
Ryan: and then craps them out around lunch time, and eats them again for DINNER
Me: HAHA, Queensryche eats its own poop!
Ryan: it rocks THAT hard
Me: that's unsanitary
Me: I bet Queensryche has lots of diseases
Ryan: lack of hygene is directly proportional to amount of ROCK
Ryan: one of the most rockign songs of all time
Me: Wolf Parade?
Ryan: hahah
Ryan: Queensryche eats wolf parade for BREAKFAST
Ryan: and then craps them out around lunch time, and eats them again for DINNER
Me: HAHA, Queensryche eats its own poop!
Ryan: it rocks THAT hard
Me: that's unsanitary
Me: I bet Queensryche has lots of diseases
Ryan: lack of hygene is directly proportional to amount of ROCK
eye of the tiger
Me: you seriously must not value my friendship
Ryan: I value your friendship
Ryan: I also value music you HATE
Ryan: and sometimes I wish to share it with you
Ryan: even though I know you hate it
Me: haha
Me: why?
Ryan: because sometimes you need to be dragged, kicking and screaming, into the ROCK
Me: haha why do I need to be dragged kicking and sceaming ino the rock?
Ryan: because despite your opinion, sometimes you need to rock out
Ryan: and you're not going to be doing it to coheed and girlia, or Say Anything (but don't hurt my feelings)
Me: haha you like BOTH those bands
Ryan: I do! But that's besides the point
Me: haha
Me: you could've at least made fun of Live or something
Me: haha
Me: that you don'tlove too
Me: coheed and say anything both rock
Ryan: I know, but those were the only ones I could think of that I could make sound wussy off the top of myh ead
Me: haha
Me: wow did you learn those debate tactics at oxford?
Ryan: I did
Ryan: But more like.. in the back alley behind it
Ryan: And it was the Swedish version.. Oxenfjord
Me: HAHAHAH
Me: I know I'm a nerd
Me: but I enjoyed the Oxenfjord joke
Me: hugely
Ryan: hahah
Ryan: Good!
Ryan: This is why you continue your subscription to World of Ryan
Ryan: and why you put up with my shitty hair bands
Ryan: I value your friendship
Ryan: I also value music you HATE
Ryan: and sometimes I wish to share it with you
Ryan: even though I know you hate it
Me: haha
Me: why?
Ryan: because sometimes you need to be dragged, kicking and screaming, into the ROCK
Me: haha why do I need to be dragged kicking and sceaming ino the rock?
Ryan: because despite your opinion, sometimes you need to rock out
Ryan: and you're not going to be doing it to coheed and girlia, or Say Anything (but don't hurt my feelings)
Me: haha you like BOTH those bands
Ryan: I do! But that's besides the point
Me: haha
Me: you could've at least made fun of Live or something
Me: haha
Me: that you don'tlove too
Me: coheed and say anything both rock
Ryan: I know, but those were the only ones I could think of that I could make sound wussy off the top of myh ead
Me: haha
Me: wow did you learn those debate tactics at oxford?
Ryan: I did
Ryan: But more like.. in the back alley behind it
Ryan: And it was the Swedish version.. Oxenfjord
Me: HAHAHAH
Me: I know I'm a nerd
Me: but I enjoyed the Oxenfjord joke
Me: hugely
Ryan: hahah
Ryan: Good!
Ryan: This is why you continue your subscription to World of Ryan
Ryan: and why you put up with my shitty hair bands
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
I LOVE PAULA DEEN
BDN, on jobs:
Me: if that's what you want I hope you get it
BDN: yeah, this is something I want, it's like a great position, and I get to be around awesome music all day
Me: yaaay!
Me: Though just to warn you, going into radio because you love music is like becoming an astronaut cause you like tang
BDN: exactly, isn't that awesome
BDN: see I'm the kind of person who would so do that if tang was not commerially available
Me: hahaha
Sista, on Paula Deen:
Mer: hmm someone just told me I look like claire danes
Sista: where did they see ya
Me: she saw me like a year ago when I was out there, told me just now
Sista: that is weird
Sista: have you seen romeo and juliet with claire danes she cries and looks like a freak
Me: haha thanks
Me: I don't think she meant that as an insult :P
Me: haha since I was curious after that I put my picture on one of those "what celebrities do you resemble" things
Me: and I got Elizabeth Taylor
Me: also Keira Knightly and Paula Deen
Me: none of these people look similar to each other much less me!
Sista: I LOVE PAULA DEEN
Me: haha thanks
Me: I'm assuming your love of her will rub off on me slightly
Me: since now a website says I look like her
Sista: i can see you being an older smaller paula deen
Sista: that is crazy
Me: haha....... thanks
Me: if that's what you want I hope you get it
BDN: yeah, this is something I want, it's like a great position, and I get to be around awesome music all day
Me: yaaay!
Me: Though just to warn you, going into radio because you love music is like becoming an astronaut cause you like tang
BDN: exactly, isn't that awesome
BDN: see I'm the kind of person who would so do that if tang was not commerially available
Me: hahaha
Sista, on Paula Deen:
Mer: hmm someone just told me I look like claire danes
Sista: where did they see ya
Me: she saw me like a year ago when I was out there, told me just now
Sista: that is weird
Sista: have you seen romeo and juliet with claire danes she cries and looks like a freak
Me: haha thanks
Me: I don't think she meant that as an insult :P
Me: haha since I was curious after that I put my picture on one of those "what celebrities do you resemble" things
Me: and I got Elizabeth Taylor
Me: also Keira Knightly and Paula Deen
Me: none of these people look similar to each other much less me!
Sista: I LOVE PAULA DEEN
Me: haha thanks
Me: I'm assuming your love of her will rub off on me slightly
Me: since now a website says I look like her
Sista: i can see you being an older smaller paula deen
Sista: that is crazy
Me: haha....... thanks
deeerrrr
Me: yeah she and AC (antichrist) had to go to st louis today
YM: I bet that was a fun, urm, trip.
Me: oh my god
Me: I would strangle AC before we even got out of town
YM: I would murder her by shitting in her mouth until she suffocated.
Me: I WOULD MARRY YOU
YM: I WOULD SACRIFICE OUR FIRST BORN RETARD AS A THANK YOU TO SATAN FOR TAKING AC
Me: LOL
Me: I WOULD APPROVE
YM: I bet that was a fun, urm, trip.
Me: oh my god
Me: I would strangle AC before we even got out of town
YM: I would murder her by shitting in her mouth until she suffocated.
Me: I WOULD MARRY YOU
YM: I WOULD SACRIFICE OUR FIRST BORN RETARD AS A THANK YOU TO SATAN FOR TAKING AC
Me: LOL
Me: I WOULD APPROVE
we need the land your standing on
Renegade: So how much do you work here now?
Me: One day a week, they wouldn't give me more.
Renegade: What do you mean they wouldn't give you more?
Me: I asked for more hours and they (I think it's Antichrist's doing) said no.
Renegade: They just said no? That's... crazy. I mean, I see only letting you do part time, but only one day a week? That's gay.
Me: That's what I think.
Renegade: You should light Antichrist on fire. I mean.... I wouldn't tell on you. Hell, I'd help. I'd like buy you the gasoline or whatever materials. And drive you there. And drive you back. But you'd have to be the one who actually lights her on fire.
Me: Thanks, if I have to take you up on that offer I'll let you know.
Me: One day a week, they wouldn't give me more.
Renegade: What do you mean they wouldn't give you more?
Me: I asked for more hours and they (I think it's Antichrist's doing) said no.
Renegade: They just said no? That's... crazy. I mean, I see only letting you do part time, but only one day a week? That's gay.
Me: That's what I think.
Renegade: You should light Antichrist on fire. I mean.... I wouldn't tell on you. Hell, I'd help. I'd like buy you the gasoline or whatever materials. And drive you there. And drive you back. But you'd have to be the one who actually lights her on fire.
Me: Thanks, if I have to take you up on that offer I'll let you know.
Monday, April 16, 2007
far from florida
Me: it was good talking to you
Mulva: Yes let's have a cyber date soon
Me: rrrrr!
Mulva: cyber meaning online not pretending to make out over IM
Me: I was hoping it involved robot sex
Mulva: Robots, you know just what is topical with me
Mulva: After all this time!
Mulva: I have some new insights into robots
Me: DUDE
Me: tell!
Mulva: i will share them with you later
Mulva: ask me next time i'm around
Mulva: They might not blow your mind, but they may make you go "WowMulva's retarded"
Me: I missed that feeling
Mulva: Yes let's have a cyber date soon
Me: rrrrr!
Mulva: cyber meaning online not pretending to make out over IM
Me: I was hoping it involved robot sex
Mulva: Robots, you know just what is topical with me
Mulva: After all this time!
Mulva: I have some new insights into robots
Me: DUDE
Me: tell!
Mulva: i will share them with you later
Mulva: ask me next time i'm around
Mulva: They might not blow your mind, but they may make you go "WowMulva's retarded"
Me: I missed that feeling
Sunday, April 15, 2007
they carted me off
Man, it's ridiculous how much my behavior as a non depressed person resembles my behavior as a depressed person.
Seriously, I am now not depressed. I'm actually quite happy. But I can't seem to make myself clean up the mess I made out of my apartment during my depressed times because I was too sad to clean up after myself. Now I'm just too lazy to clean up after myself.
I am kind of still overeating too. I think it's just being inside this place all day with food.
Oh and I'm also pretty glad, I'm almost done with all the origami. So... that'll be done.
Seriously, I am now not depressed. I'm actually quite happy. But I can't seem to make myself clean up the mess I made out of my apartment during my depressed times because I was too sad to clean up after myself. Now I'm just too lazy to clean up after myself.
I am kind of still overeating too. I think it's just being inside this place all day with food.
Oh and I'm also pretty glad, I'm almost done with all the origami. So... that'll be done.
Saturday, April 14, 2007
magic anger
(earlier BDN had been telling me that when he gets really crazy angry he can do magic, super human things)
BDN: well, I'm trying to cut up a ham in the kitchen so I have to hear you talk cause I can't see it with my glasses on
Me: I wish you had a webcam
Me: I really would liek to see the BDN cutting ham cam
BDN: well, I am using a knife so it's not very exciting... efficient - yes, skilled - yes, intricate and controlled - yes, exciting- not so much
Me: aww
Me: I guess I would have to wait till you're angry
Me: ham EVERYWHERE
Me: mixed in with hooker entrails
Me: EVERYWHERE
BDN: everywhere but neatly cubed
Me: haha
Me: you're right, your anger IS magic
Me: your anger makes perfectly cubed ham and hooker entrails
BDN: exactly
Me: haha I see this in my head and it is HILARIOUS
BDN: well, I'm trying to cut up a ham in the kitchen so I have to hear you talk cause I can't see it with my glasses on
Me: I wish you had a webcam
Me: I really would liek to see the BDN cutting ham cam
BDN: well, I am using a knife so it's not very exciting... efficient - yes, skilled - yes, intricate and controlled - yes, exciting- not so much
Me: aww
Me: I guess I would have to wait till you're angry
Me: ham EVERYWHERE
Me: mixed in with hooker entrails
Me: EVERYWHERE
BDN: everywhere but neatly cubed
Me: haha
Me: you're right, your anger IS magic
Me: your anger makes perfectly cubed ham and hooker entrails
BDN: exactly
Me: haha I see this in my head and it is HILARIOUS
Friday, April 13, 2007
Fire It Up
YM: eh, blah
YM: same ol' same ol'
Me: sorry :/
YM: lol it's ok
Me: do you want me to come over there and dance for you?
Me: I got jazz hands
YM: Haha, your dancing would be in vain. It wouldn't make Herd stop being a douchebag.
Me: haha I could go to his house and tell him he's a douchebag as I flash my jazzy hands in his face
YM: Nice. Could you?
Me: haha fuck yeah I don't care
YM: That'd be hilarious.
Me: haha it would be
Me: you should come along and get it on tape
YM: same ol' same ol'
Me: sorry :/
YM: lol it's ok
Me: do you want me to come over there and dance for you?
Me: I got jazz hands
YM: Haha, your dancing would be in vain. It wouldn't make Herd stop being a douchebag.
Me: haha I could go to his house and tell him he's a douchebag as I flash my jazzy hands in his face
YM: Nice. Could you?
Me: haha fuck yeah I don't care
YM: That'd be hilarious.
Me: haha it would be
Me: you should come along and get it on tape
I win at LIFE
Guess who's got a joooooooooob? Well, pending background checks, drug tests, and all that that I don't see not passing.
It's going to be 30 hrs a week and I'm still going to be making about the same or more than I did at the Store. I think I'll actually still manage to work the one day a week at the Store too. So I'm going to be rolling in the sweet moneys.
I'm also pleased because this is a job that could lead somewhere, if I want a career with this company (my dad worked there all his life). Or, that I could have enough free time to go to school, if I want a career somewhere else. It'll look good on my resume either way.
Only drawback is it's a call center, but I still think I'll do a lot better than I did with Afni. Either way, I'm a lot more excited about this than I was Afni.
I start May 19!
It's going to be 30 hrs a week and I'm still going to be making about the same or more than I did at the Store. I think I'll actually still manage to work the one day a week at the Store too. So I'm going to be rolling in the sweet moneys.
I'm also pleased because this is a job that could lead somewhere, if I want a career with this company (my dad worked there all his life). Or, that I could have enough free time to go to school, if I want a career somewhere else. It'll look good on my resume either way.
Only drawback is it's a call center, but I still think I'll do a lot better than I did with Afni. Either way, I'm a lot more excited about this than I was Afni.
I start May 19!
Eeeeeeemo
Today I was looking at Say Anything's website and found a rant on there I loved. Apparently Tim Kinsella posted an article online or something that (jokingly) said that every band that had been in the last issue of AP (AP is a magazine that is pretty much all about emo bands. It's so emo that even I can't take reading it very often) should disband. But his deeper point was that emo is killing music. (link)
Okay, first off, I don't get why people think that. You listen to the radio, you hear maybe one or two emo bands, tops. Emo is really not as popular as people give it credit for. You want something that sways the masses, gun for American Idol or Britney Spears or Nickelback, man. Emo is just some random buzzword that most people don't even know what it means. Which is because it's become a catch-all. Even someone like me, who knows and listens to a ton of emo finds it difficult to describe what it is to someone. Don't like something and want to be dismissive about it? Call it emo.
Plus isn't the entire history of music old people complaining about what came after it? Jazz was once crazy and revolutionary. Elvis & the Beatles were once "that noise." Old people now hate Rap. No one likes the next wave that comes after them.
Anyway here is the rant/response the lead singer from Say Anything made, and I heart it so much I had to cut & past it in its entirety, make you read it, and then avidly quiz you about it afterwards to prove you read it.
Hello Everyone, Max Bemis from Say Anything here.
Not that you would know, Tim, being that you are the kind of music-hermit who only listens to his own records, we are probably one of those bands you refer to, if not, we might as well be. I'd just like to point out to everyone that Tim is old, jaded, ill informed and his very own bands not only submit for the tours of the bands he disses, but Tim is a member of Joan of Arc and Make Believe, both of which are still relatively poppy run of the mill progressive psuedo- mathy emo bands. he was on Jade Tree Records which, though an indie, is still a COG IN THE EMO MACHINE HE CLAIMS IS CULTURE EATING ITSELF. To someone even more jaded, he would be the complete tool for ushering in the entire emo movement.
By refusing to embrace humanism and try to understand, rather than alienate the next generation and their choice in music or how they choose to express himself, he has become a fascist neo conservative of rock and roll: the worst kind of hypocrite. Don't let this asshole tell you what to do or even joke about the music your pour your passion into.
If bad bands exist, they exist so good bands can come and take their place: so art and expression can constantly evolve. Keep making music. If you don't like the music that's around, FORM YOUR OWN FUCKING BAND. MAKE A BIG FUCKING ROCK AND ROLL RECORD OR BETTER YET, SOME SUB PAR MATH ROCK RECORD ABOUT HOW CORPORATE AMERICA DICTATES FASHIONS, TRENDS, AND THUS, THE MUSIC INDUSTRY. Don't BITCH ABOUT IT and try and cross promote your own INFLATED SELF by writing AN ARTICLE in a youth cultured magazine that will only make KIDS FEEL SHITTY ABOUT THEMSELVES and WHO THEY ARE: something as disgusting as homophobia, genderism, or ignorance that you preach against. You are emophobic. Self LOATHING EMOPHOBIC. And the sick thing is, I love the music you make. It influences my music. And you are a part of this, not to mention the fact that you've been reviewed and mentioned countless times in Alternative Press. Of course you'd pick a fight with one of the smaller publications that exist. What about Rolling Stone. What about fucking TIME MAGAZINE, Tim?
If you're one Tim's six friends, send him this message:
FUCK YOU KINSELLA. YOUR REVOLUTION IS DEAD AND WAS BORN OUT OF LAZINESS. P.S I RIPPED YOUR LAST RECORD.
Love Maxim
Okay, first off, I don't get why people think that. You listen to the radio, you hear maybe one or two emo bands, tops. Emo is really not as popular as people give it credit for. You want something that sways the masses, gun for American Idol or Britney Spears or Nickelback, man. Emo is just some random buzzword that most people don't even know what it means. Which is because it's become a catch-all. Even someone like me, who knows and listens to a ton of emo finds it difficult to describe what it is to someone. Don't like something and want to be dismissive about it? Call it emo.
Plus isn't the entire history of music old people complaining about what came after it? Jazz was once crazy and revolutionary. Elvis & the Beatles were once "that noise." Old people now hate Rap. No one likes the next wave that comes after them.
Anyway here is the rant/response the lead singer from Say Anything made, and I heart it so much I had to cut & past it in its entirety, make you read it, and then avidly quiz you about it afterwards to prove you read it.
Hello Everyone, Max Bemis from Say Anything here.
Not that you would know, Tim, being that you are the kind of music-hermit who only listens to his own records, we are probably one of those bands you refer to, if not, we might as well be. I'd just like to point out to everyone that Tim is old, jaded, ill informed and his very own bands not only submit for the tours of the bands he disses, but Tim is a member of Joan of Arc and Make Believe, both of which are still relatively poppy run of the mill progressive psuedo- mathy emo bands. he was on Jade Tree Records which, though an indie, is still a COG IN THE EMO MACHINE HE CLAIMS IS CULTURE EATING ITSELF. To someone even more jaded, he would be the complete tool for ushering in the entire emo movement.
By refusing to embrace humanism and try to understand, rather than alienate the next generation and their choice in music or how they choose to express himself, he has become a fascist neo conservative of rock and roll: the worst kind of hypocrite. Don't let this asshole tell you what to do or even joke about the music your pour your passion into.
If bad bands exist, they exist so good bands can come and take their place: so art and expression can constantly evolve. Keep making music. If you don't like the music that's around, FORM YOUR OWN FUCKING BAND. MAKE A BIG FUCKING ROCK AND ROLL RECORD OR BETTER YET, SOME SUB PAR MATH ROCK RECORD ABOUT HOW CORPORATE AMERICA DICTATES FASHIONS, TRENDS, AND THUS, THE MUSIC INDUSTRY. Don't BITCH ABOUT IT and try and cross promote your own INFLATED SELF by writing AN ARTICLE in a youth cultured magazine that will only make KIDS FEEL SHITTY ABOUT THEMSELVES and WHO THEY ARE: something as disgusting as homophobia, genderism, or ignorance that you preach against. You are emophobic. Self LOATHING EMOPHOBIC. And the sick thing is, I love the music you make. It influences my music. And you are a part of this, not to mention the fact that you've been reviewed and mentioned countless times in Alternative Press. Of course you'd pick a fight with one of the smaller publications that exist. What about Rolling Stone. What about fucking TIME MAGAZINE, Tim?
If you're one Tim's six friends, send him this message:
FUCK YOU KINSELLA. YOUR REVOLUTION IS DEAD AND WAS BORN OUT OF LAZINESS. P.S I RIPPED YOUR LAST RECORD.
Love Maxim
Thursday, April 12, 2007
I will FREAKIN' SHOOT A MAN
Me: man I love how the first time I found out you had guns and was all, "that's kind of scary"
Me: and you were like, "no it isn't! it's a perfectly legitimate hobby!"
Ryan: haha it is!
Me: and now you're all, "yes I really am crazy! I could do a lot of evil!"
Ryan: Its perfectly legitimate, and I will FREAKIN' SHOOT A MAN
Me: hahaha
Me: and you were like, "no it isn't! it's a perfectly legitimate hobby!"
Ryan: haha it is!
Me: and now you're all, "yes I really am crazy! I could do a lot of evil!"
Ryan: Its perfectly legitimate, and I will FREAKIN' SHOOT A MAN
Me: hahaha
sadness
So, Kurt Vonnegut died. I'm sad about it, he was my favorite author (a previous incarnation of this blog was named Welcome to the Monkey House). It's hard for someone to successfully manage funny, sad, and touching all at the same time, but he's one of the few for me. Mind you, I'm not that surprised. The man was an 84 year old chain smoker, after all. And... he was getting more and more upset with his life and people in general. Maybe he's happier, wherever he is. Still, it's sad that one more of our better minds is gone forever.
It was kind of funny, how I found out was an email from Opt. And I was weirdly glad to get it, because I don't watch TV much anymore and avoid the news in most other forms as well, and there's a good chance I wouldn't have found out till way after it happened (though, I still am somewhat employed at a bookstore, who knows). Then Ryan was about to tell me when I mentioned I already knew. Then I looked, and Tina had e-mailed me too about it. And I felt glad that with friends like these, who really do know me and how much I love him, that I guess I never will be in the dark about anything I really do need to know.
It was kind of funny, how I found out was an email from Opt. And I was weirdly glad to get it, because I don't watch TV much anymore and avoid the news in most other forms as well, and there's a good chance I wouldn't have found out till way after it happened (though, I still am somewhat employed at a bookstore, who knows). Then Ryan was about to tell me when I mentioned I already knew. Then I looked, and Tina had e-mailed me too about it. And I felt glad that with friends like these, who really do know me and how much I love him, that I guess I never will be in the dark about anything I really do need to know.
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
now we see what the engine can do
Me: man since I signed up on monster.com I have gotten the most bizarre job offers
Me: this last one is like, asking me to write an advice column for some online magazine
Me: and I'm like, "advice? I'm the one who needs advice!"
Me: also most of the offers seem weird and crooked
Ryan: haha
Ryan: that might be kind of cool though
Ryan: I'd read your advice column
Me: haha thanks
Me: I'll call it, "What Not To Do: a Study of My Life"
Ryan: haha nice
Ryan: you could give anti-advice
Ryan: like.. tell people what you would do, and then basically tell them to do the opposite
Me: step one: major in something useful if you're going to waste money on a degree, goddamn it
Me: exactly
Me: step 2: do not get a crippling bowel disease
Ryan: haha
Ryan: yeah that right there means you win
Me: this last one is like, asking me to write an advice column for some online magazine
Me: and I'm like, "advice? I'm the one who needs advice!"
Me: also most of the offers seem weird and crooked
Ryan: haha
Ryan: that might be kind of cool though
Ryan: I'd read your advice column
Me: haha thanks
Me: I'll call it, "What Not To Do: a Study of My Life"
Ryan: haha nice
Ryan: you could give anti-advice
Ryan: like.. tell people what you would do, and then basically tell them to do the opposite
Me: step one: major in something useful if you're going to waste money on a degree, goddamn it
Me: exactly
Me: step 2: do not get a crippling bowel disease
Ryan: haha
Ryan: yeah that right there means you win
Monday, April 09, 2007
sons & daughters of hungry ghosts
So I actually wrangled myself out of my cookie monster pajama pants today and into nice dress pants and a button up shirt. No reason other than that YM wanted to know if I wanted to go to the Store with her cause she had to ask one of the managers something. And I had absolutely nothing better to do. I even wore a little bit of makeup, which is something I don't do that much even when I am feeling non depressed. It was nice to look good.
So I basically hung around there a few minutes and then her and I randomly wandered around to Meijer and DQ. YM had some great one liners, such as:
Me: I want to eat somewhere cheap and fast.
YM: Like your mom's ass?
Me: I want you to have my retarded baby, YM
YM: And his first word will be "dddeeeeeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr."
Then when I was about to drop her off at ISU, we ended up having an unexpectedly deep conversation. It was really good to connect with someone on that level, I haven't for awhile. And yeah, lack of human interaction on a major scale lately. But then the po-pos came and ruined everything, as they always do.
Yeah, a cop seriously came and told us to move because we'd been there too long, in about the douchiest way possible short of actually giving me a ticket (flashing his lights behind us and then acting all irritated at us that we didn't realize he was a cop, didn't know what he wanted, and so didn't move).
So I basically hung around there a few minutes and then her and I randomly wandered around to Meijer and DQ. YM had some great one liners, such as:
Me: I want to eat somewhere cheap and fast.
YM: Like your mom's ass?
Me: I want you to have my retarded baby, YM
YM: And his first word will be "dddeeeeeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr."
Then when I was about to drop her off at ISU, we ended up having an unexpectedly deep conversation. It was really good to connect with someone on that level, I haven't for awhile. And yeah, lack of human interaction on a major scale lately. But then the po-pos came and ruined everything, as they always do.
Yeah, a cop seriously came and told us to move because we'd been there too long, in about the douchiest way possible short of actually giving me a ticket (flashing his lights behind us and then acting all irritated at us that we didn't realize he was a cop, didn't know what he wanted, and so didn't move).
have you got nothing to say?
Okay, this should probably not irritate me as much as it does, but I have to say it is UNCOOL that my mom is making a mix CD for the 'Phew with about half of the same songs I put on my mix for the 'Phew.
Which, I mean, I can see why she would pick those songs. I picked songs I liked when I was little, she picked songs she remembers her kids liking when they were little. And hell, these songs are people she likes anyway kid song or no (Anne Murray, Peter Paul & Mary). And she does have a ton of Disney songs on CD.
It just bugs me though. I'm the music person in the family. I'm the one who makes unappreciated mixes that no one listens to. I already worry that they don't even bother playing it for the Phew (I know they don't listen to the ones I made for them) they'll be doubly so if they have yet another mix CD floating around. Or multiple ones, knowing how my mom likes to overdo things. And then if the kid actually likes that one, then mine is even more ignored. And of course he doesn't like mine, the kid will dance excitedly to any music (including the ice cream truck music) for about 30 seconds and then lose interest. No matter what it is. But I had hope that maybe in the future.....
Plus, I had kind of wanted to influence the music he listens to. I'm never going to have my own kid, I'd like to give my 'Phew's something of me to pass on, as dumb as that probably is. They're going to like what they like no matter what my parents their parents or I play for them. This day and age, they'll probably love fuckin' rap. And ALL kids love shitty music when they're little, that's how Kidz Bop gets rich. But anyway, I thought I could at least kind of try to steer. Give them something I love that they will love and remember me by. And kids music probably doesn't matter that much, like I said my mom and I thought pretty similarly on that (though mine is half stuff I liked when I was little, half stuff I like now that I guessed a kid might be into, which probably makes it bomb even more).
And really, I hate to be a snob, but my sister has awful musical taste. Mostly because she doesn't love music. Like she'll listen to the radio and occaisionally buy something she hears because it's alright, but she doesn't love it. My brother in law is better, I think he actually does enjoy music more than she does. But his tastes are kind of.... well, goofy. Let's just say, a grown man who listens to Gwen Stefani is a little off. My mom would be good for the oldies, she did listen to a lot of great things (Beatles, Simon & Garfunkel, etc) but now she only listens to crap like Barry Manilow. So of these choices, I am clearly who we want these impressionable young children to lean towards in music guidance, right?
So anyway I'm annoyed. For reals.
In Easter news, my Easter brunch waffles made me nauseous but then I recovered, gave the Phew a pez dispenser he seemed to enjoy, and watched some movies with my dad. Good times.
Which, I mean, I can see why she would pick those songs. I picked songs I liked when I was little, she picked songs she remembers her kids liking when they were little. And hell, these songs are people she likes anyway kid song or no (Anne Murray, Peter Paul & Mary). And she does have a ton of Disney songs on CD.
It just bugs me though. I'm the music person in the family. I'm the one who makes unappreciated mixes that no one listens to. I already worry that they don't even bother playing it for the Phew (I know they don't listen to the ones I made for them) they'll be doubly so if they have yet another mix CD floating around. Or multiple ones, knowing how my mom likes to overdo things. And then if the kid actually likes that one, then mine is even more ignored. And of course he doesn't like mine, the kid will dance excitedly to any music (including the ice cream truck music) for about 30 seconds and then lose interest. No matter what it is. But I had hope that maybe in the future.....
Plus, I had kind of wanted to influence the music he listens to. I'm never going to have my own kid, I'd like to give my 'Phew's something of me to pass on, as dumb as that probably is. They're going to like what they like no matter what my parents their parents or I play for them. This day and age, they'll probably love fuckin' rap. And ALL kids love shitty music when they're little, that's how Kidz Bop gets rich. But anyway, I thought I could at least kind of try to steer. Give them something I love that they will love and remember me by. And kids music probably doesn't matter that much, like I said my mom and I thought pretty similarly on that (though mine is half stuff I liked when I was little, half stuff I like now that I guessed a kid might be into, which probably makes it bomb even more).
And really, I hate to be a snob, but my sister has awful musical taste. Mostly because she doesn't love music. Like she'll listen to the radio and occaisionally buy something she hears because it's alright, but she doesn't love it. My brother in law is better, I think he actually does enjoy music more than she does. But his tastes are kind of.... well, goofy. Let's just say, a grown man who listens to Gwen Stefani is a little off. My mom would be good for the oldies, she did listen to a lot of great things (Beatles, Simon & Garfunkel, etc) but now she only listens to crap like Barry Manilow. So of these choices, I am clearly who we want these impressionable young children to lean towards in music guidance, right?
So anyway I'm annoyed. For reals.
In Easter news, my Easter brunch waffles made me nauseous but then I recovered, gave the Phew a pez dispenser he seemed to enjoy, and watched some movies with my dad. Good times.
Saturday, April 07, 2007
Yay
I re-found one of my favorites of all time.
It also makes me miss the DN's. The lead singer's goofy hairdo puts me eerily in mind of BDN's.
It also makes me miss the DN's. The lead singer's goofy hairdo puts me eerily in mind of BDN's.
so sad it's funny
Ryan: what're you up to?
Me: music videos and origami
Ryan: haha
Ryan: again?!
Me: yeah :/ It was funny I told someone I was actually kind of glad to work today
Me: cause I miss human interaction
Me: and I was like, "the only thing I do at home is sit around alone making bad origami"
Me: and it was a really sad moment
Me: but we bursted out laughing just and the ridiculousness of the statement
Ryan: hahah that is so depressing that it is funny
Me: yeah :P
Me: liek the whole time he was apologizing to me for laughing
Me: but I was laughing just as hard
Me: music videos and origami
Ryan: haha
Ryan: again?!
Me: yeah :/ It was funny I told someone I was actually kind of glad to work today
Me: cause I miss human interaction
Me: and I was like, "the only thing I do at home is sit around alone making bad origami"
Me: and it was a really sad moment
Me: but we bursted out laughing just and the ridiculousness of the statement
Ryan: hahah that is so depressing that it is funny
Me: yeah :P
Me: liek the whole time he was apologizing to me for laughing
Me: but I was laughing just as hard
suck in the middle with you
Ryan: think we may go watch Grindhouse tonight
Me: haha I hope for your sake it doesn't suck
Me: I'm never going to go and see it
Ryan: me too
Ryan: haha why?
Me: well first off I don't like Tarantino
Me: but I've seen the ads and it looks awful
Me: it's a homage to a type of movie that wasn't good in the first place
Me: "look! sex and violence for the sake of sex and violence!"
Ryan: nothing wrong with that, if you go into it expecting it to be just that
Me: eh.
Me: man I wish I'd been around and started making movies with random violence set to old music at about the time Tarantino got popular
Me: I could be rich right now
Ryan: haha yeah you could
Me: haha I hope for your sake it doesn't suck
Me: I'm never going to go and see it
Ryan: me too
Ryan: haha why?
Me: well first off I don't like Tarantino
Me: but I've seen the ads and it looks awful
Me: it's a homage to a type of movie that wasn't good in the first place
Me: "look! sex and violence for the sake of sex and violence!"
Ryan: nothing wrong with that, if you go into it expecting it to be just that
Me: eh.
Me: man I wish I'd been around and started making movies with random violence set to old music at about the time Tarantino got popular
Me: I could be rich right now
Ryan: haha yeah you could
these are my friends this is who they have been for always
Long conver which describes the malaise I've been feeling lately, also how bad I feel for the people around me and I wish things were less fucked up
Me: oh and I air petted Herd's head for you
YM: haha
YM: Did you tell him it was from me?
Me: like I told him you said to do it and then was like, "but I hate touching people"
Me: so I did it and was like, "this way I follow out YM's will and stick to my ocd"
Me: he said, 'I dont' mind people do it all the time. I had a shaved head in fourth grade too"
YM: Nice.
YM: That's all he said?
ME: yeah
YM: Nothing like, "I love YM forever and ever."?
YM: Dang it.
Me: haha I listened very carfully
YM: I feel like I stalk him.
YM: He's probably wishing I'd stop calling and bugging him and waving and looking at his pages all the time...
Me: he didn't seem annoyed or stalked or harrased
YM: He's probably freaked out by my admission of feelings and he's trying to avoid me.
YM: And probably wishing I wasn't moving in with him.
Me: is he avoiding you?
YM: I don't know.
Me: he probably isn't then
Me: guys don't think about all this shit half as much as we do
YM: Well, I texted him about meeting my friend K the other day, and he never texted back...I just texted him now asking what he was doing, and no text back...
Me: does he often not text you back?
YM: I don't know...he just never seems to want to do anything.
YM: Eh, it varies between responding and not.
Me: I dunno I guess you should just ask him
YM: Naw...I don't want to see like an overly sensitive and dramatic.
Me: really? I've said that to a dude before
Me: and it seemed to work out alright
YM: Who?
Me: no one you know
Me: his name was ____
Me: but I was basically like, "Are you avoiding me because I said I liked you? If you aren't, and I'm imagining it, that's cool. And if you are, I don't mind either I'd just like to know."
YM: What did he say?
Me: he didn't like me back but he wasn't avoiding me
Me: and we were friends till he moved away like a year later
Me: and then he didn't keep in contact at all, like all my asshole friends who never talk to me after they move
YM: Uh oh. The downstairs neighbors don't talk to you?
Me: okay I revise that
Me: like 80% of my asshole friends
Me: the DN's and Opt and Sista talk to me too
Me: But *rattles off a bunch of names* and oh god I could go on and on...
Me: don't
YM: I feel you there.
Me: but anyway I don't blame the ending of our friendship on that one thing
YM: I hate how I feel like I'm the only person who makes an effort.
Me: me too :/
Me: and I admit it I've been shitty to you lately
Me: like I'm like, "wah wah all my friends moved"
YM: Haha, naw, we are both miserable.
Me: but make no effort to hang out with the one friend I do still have in town
YM: I'm sort of caught up in it now.
Me: but to give you the big picture, for awhile I was like not doing my dishes or showering or anything
Me: like I didn't give a fuck about myself or anyone else
Me: I was wallowing :/
YM: Understandable.
YM: I wallow all the time.
Me: so.... I hope you don't feel like I was just being a dick and too lazy to call
YM: Nope. I wasn't making an effort on my end either for the same reasons.
YM: Well, I did do the showering bit...but I didn't want to.
Me: yeah even if I'm depressed and I have work I'd shower
Me: but since I wasn't really going outside or anything I was like fuck it
Me: I'll smell as bad as I want to
Me: and I had ants all over my kitchen
Me: hm it's probably bad that when I want to sleep I mix alcohol, sleeping pills, and chamomile tea?
YM: Um...probably, yes.
Me: don't worry though
YM: Do you buy alcohol now?
Me: hahah no I'm still working on the schnapps from x mas
YM: Dang.
Me: anyway I used to be addicted to over the counter sleeping pills
Me: and then I kicked it
Me: and now I am again
Me: so I am pretty good at judging how many I should take
Me: also after you become really resistant to them they do like nothing
YM: Yeah...that's how my 800 mg of Ibuprofen is going.
YM: My back still always hurts.
Me: I remember at one point I had the tea, a full dose of nyquil and like three times as much of the sleeping pills as you're supposed to, and I still couldn't sleep
Me: gah that sucks :/
YM: Yeah. I probably just need to get off my fat ass and excercise.
YM: It would help, I imagine.
Me: it cant' be all that though
Me: cause I neeeever exercise and my backs' fine
YM: Well, I do have anxiety and a lot of stress.
YM: Who knows.
Me: I get paid back double in colon pain though so don't be jealous :P
YM: Nebrasky never talks to me anymore.
YM: Random statement.
Me: he's a jerk
YM: Oh, and Thug gave his two weeks yesterday (Friday).
Me: he totally wanted me to send him that borat poster
Me: and then I tried to get his address and he was all "nevermind"
Me: without any other like... anything
Me: what???
YM: Yup.
Me: I thought he was happier now that he was inv.
YM: I suppose not.
YM: Who knows.
Me: he hates Antichrist even more than I do :/ And that's really saying something
Me: does he have another job lined up?
YM: I made a joke about how in the future booksellers have to wear uniforms and he's like, "no I won't." He walked away and Babystealer was like, "He won't...he gave his two weeks."
Me: WHAT
Me: uniforms?
YM: I don't know. She just said he was going back to Champaign.
Me: he misses it :/
YM: Yeah, they are testing uniforms out at like some of the Stores in like airports or something just to see how they go, and they are going good since sellers are more noticable.
Me: fucknuts
Me: I hope I get another job by then
YM: So, sometime in like a year it will be in effect, I think.
YM: All it is is that you have to wear khaki's and a Border's shirt.
Me: still
YM: Haha, welcome to my world!
Me: as shitty as that job is now for me, I really don't need one more thing
Me: man, Dance Whore was telling me about the money I could pull in if I got an MBA today
Me: I'm really fucking tempted
Me: I want a "real" job where I get money and respect
YM: Good luck.
YM: It is worth a shot.
Me: yeah I just don't know if I would have the smarts and or drive to get a masters
Me: I hated college
YM: I'm not feeding myself any support or belief of a future. I'm ready to face a lame job forever.
YM: Well, not ready, but I sort of don't have a choice.
Me: god it sucks, doesn't it?
YM: It does.
Me: I really feel like I should know what the hell I'm doing with my life by now
Me: I'm fucking 25
Me: I thought Afni was the solution
Me: but it was even worse
Me: I've given up on ever having a job I love
YM: Well, maybe you do need to get out of Bloomington/Normal then.
Me: but I really don't want to give up on having a job I don't hate
Me: yeah that's what Dance Whore was saying
YM: I'm not sure where you'd go that would be affordable housing with awesome jobs.
Me: I dunno I'm thinking of maybe applying around some of the places in the town my old neighbors are living in now. One day BDN was telling me about all the great opportunities out there
Me: I just really am afraid to move
Me: I've lived here my entire life
Me: and I depend on my parents financially a LOT
Me: and I don't want to miss my nephew growing up
Me: I don't want to have kids, so I have to bond with him now so that he'll pay for my retirement home when I'm old
YM: haha
YM: Well, explore your options there.
YM: At least take a look.
Me: oh anyway back to Nebrasky
Me: don't take it personally
Me: I like the guy
Me: but he's a dick
YM: He always said he was one.
Me: see even he agrees :P
YM: Eh, I don't think he is, I just think he flounders through life unaware that people care about his well-being. Unless you drink, cuss, and act real cool...he is uninterested.
YM: He was only interested in me so he'd have somebody to fuck while he was here.
Me: isn't that the definition of being a dick?
YM: I guess it depends on your perspective.
Me: well maybe dick's a bad way to describe it
Me: the way I feel about him is that there's something there
Me: he's not a complete jerk I hate
Me: or a total idiot
YM: Nope.
Me: and that just makes it all the sadder
Me: because you like him, and you want him to be good
YM: Like I said, he just is unaware.
Me: but then he just does shit and you know he would do it but you're still disappointed
Me: and you know that to him (at least I felt this way) that you're jsut someone who happens to be around to bullshit with
Me: and you're not a real friend to him and never would be if you knew him for a million years
YM: ...Herd is at Explosion's...I'm sad.
YM: haha I felt like that too.
YM: I knew the whole time that we'd never talk again.
Me: why is that sad?
Me: you know I really feel bad about that too :/ And not just about him... I meet SO many cool people at the Store, and the turnover rate is so high, they all move away and I never see them or talk to them ever agian
YM: Indeed.
YM: The downside of liking coworkers.
Me: I can't help it even now I still fall for it
Me: though I have been a lot more apathetic about making friends
Me: I get tired of doing it over and over again
YM: Herd says he doesn't see a problem with me going over there, but Explosion didn't invite me and the last time I was there, I slept with Nebrasky on his bed...I'm sure he doesn't want me there.
Me: so you're probably the only real friend I've made out of this last batch of people
Me: just because you seemed interested in being friends with me and like you'd do some of the work too
Me: aww
Me: but on the other hand it's Explosion
Me: you could punch him in the face and he'd be like, "it's the good kind of hurt!"
YM: True.
Me: what're they doing over there?
YM: Eh. I'd have to walk over and by the time I do that, people would be gone.
YM: Eh, drinking I guess?
Me: man they're such alcoholics
Me: I worry about Explosion sometimes
YM: He actually hasn't had a party thing in a long time.
Me: yeah but we play wow a lot
Me: and he'll be drinking the whole time
YM: Dang.
Me: basically home alone
Me: but he's so goddamn happy.....
YM: No wonder he's happy so much.
YM: lol
YM: True true.
Me: Like... I don't understand how someone happy can drink as much as I perceive him to
Me: I always wonder if he's really dark and tortured underneath it all
Me: I hope for his sake that he isn't
Me: people that happy make me think there's some miniscule chance I could be someday
YM: I think he may be lonely...I asked him about his love life once at a party and he got kind of quiet, and then changed subjects.
Me: seriously being around him makes me happy by osmosis
Me: aww :/
Me: poor explosion
Me: thats another thing about him
Me: I never feel like I have ever really had an in depth conversation with him
Me: like it's just always "blah blah blah is fantastic!"
Me: instead of "man I had a shitty day"
Me: it's hard to feel close to happy people when you're depressed all the time
YM: Yes.
Me: I've had deeper conversations with Nebrasky, and I told you how I felt about our friendship
YM: Sigh, I guess I'm walking to Explosion's now...though I feel silly and like a big goob...but you know, I'm obsessed with Herd...so he throws me an inch and I take a mile...maybe a 100 miles.
Me: tell Explosion and Herd I say hi
Me: tell Explosion I made him a super sweet employee of the month sign
Me: and that he should've told me it was him sooner
Me: and that if he's really lonely I'll fuck his face
Me: okay maybe not that last one ; )
YM: haha
YM: OK.
YM: Will do.
YM: I won't make it over there for a while.
YM: sigh
Me: whoa how late are you guys going to be up?
YM: I wonder if Herd actually wanted me to come over.
Me: it's already like 2
Me: for searious you should just ask him
Me: it makes things easier
YM: ...nevermind.
YM: I guess I'm not going.
Me: oh?
YM: He just told me he was leaving.
Me: sadness
Me: see the man clique's another thing I don't get
Me: now even though so many of the people are leaving
Me: the man dynamic still remains
Me: Explosion and I play wow all the time but he's never invited me to do anything with him
Me: Herd and I get along really well but he's never asked me to do anything
YM: yeah
YM: I'm going to go weep now.
Me: aww YM :/
Me: oh and I air petted Herd's head for you
YM: haha
YM: Did you tell him it was from me?
Me: like I told him you said to do it and then was like, "but I hate touching people"
Me: so I did it and was like, "this way I follow out YM's will and stick to my ocd"
Me: he said, 'I dont' mind people do it all the time. I had a shaved head in fourth grade too"
YM: Nice.
YM: That's all he said?
ME: yeah
YM: Nothing like, "I love YM forever and ever."?
YM: Dang it.
Me: haha I listened very carfully
YM: I feel like I stalk him.
YM: He's probably wishing I'd stop calling and bugging him and waving and looking at his pages all the time...
Me: he didn't seem annoyed or stalked or harrased
YM: He's probably freaked out by my admission of feelings and he's trying to avoid me.
YM: And probably wishing I wasn't moving in with him.
Me: is he avoiding you?
YM: I don't know.
Me: he probably isn't then
Me: guys don't think about all this shit half as much as we do
YM: Well, I texted him about meeting my friend K the other day, and he never texted back...I just texted him now asking what he was doing, and no text back...
Me: does he often not text you back?
YM: I don't know...he just never seems to want to do anything.
YM: Eh, it varies between responding and not.
Me: I dunno I guess you should just ask him
YM: Naw...I don't want to see like an overly sensitive and dramatic.
Me: really? I've said that to a dude before
Me: and it seemed to work out alright
YM: Who?
Me: no one you know
Me: his name was ____
Me: but I was basically like, "Are you avoiding me because I said I liked you? If you aren't, and I'm imagining it, that's cool. And if you are, I don't mind either I'd just like to know."
YM: What did he say?
Me: he didn't like me back but he wasn't avoiding me
Me: and we were friends till he moved away like a year later
Me: and then he didn't keep in contact at all, like all my asshole friends who never talk to me after they move
YM: Uh oh. The downstairs neighbors don't talk to you?
Me: okay I revise that
Me: like 80% of my asshole friends
Me: the DN's and Opt and Sista talk to me too
Me: But *rattles off a bunch of names* and oh god I could go on and on...
Me: don't
YM: I feel you there.
Me: but anyway I don't blame the ending of our friendship on that one thing
YM: I hate how I feel like I'm the only person who makes an effort.
Me: me too :/
Me: and I admit it I've been shitty to you lately
Me: like I'm like, "wah wah all my friends moved"
YM: Haha, naw, we are both miserable.
Me: but make no effort to hang out with the one friend I do still have in town
YM: I'm sort of caught up in it now.
Me: but to give you the big picture, for awhile I was like not doing my dishes or showering or anything
Me: like I didn't give a fuck about myself or anyone else
Me: I was wallowing :/
YM: Understandable.
YM: I wallow all the time.
Me: so.... I hope you don't feel like I was just being a dick and too lazy to call
YM: Nope. I wasn't making an effort on my end either for the same reasons.
YM: Well, I did do the showering bit...but I didn't want to.
Me: yeah even if I'm depressed and I have work I'd shower
Me: but since I wasn't really going outside or anything I was like fuck it
Me: I'll smell as bad as I want to
Me: and I had ants all over my kitchen
Me: hm it's probably bad that when I want to sleep I mix alcohol, sleeping pills, and chamomile tea?
YM: Um...probably, yes.
Me: don't worry though
YM: Do you buy alcohol now?
Me: hahah no I'm still working on the schnapps from x mas
YM: Dang.
Me: anyway I used to be addicted to over the counter sleeping pills
Me: and then I kicked it
Me: and now I am again
Me: so I am pretty good at judging how many I should take
Me: also after you become really resistant to them they do like nothing
YM: Yeah...that's how my 800 mg of Ibuprofen is going.
YM: My back still always hurts.
Me: I remember at one point I had the tea, a full dose of nyquil and like three times as much of the sleeping pills as you're supposed to, and I still couldn't sleep
Me: gah that sucks :/
YM: Yeah. I probably just need to get off my fat ass and excercise.
YM: It would help, I imagine.
Me: it cant' be all that though
Me: cause I neeeever exercise and my backs' fine
YM: Well, I do have anxiety and a lot of stress.
YM: Who knows.
Me: I get paid back double in colon pain though so don't be jealous :P
YM: Nebrasky never talks to me anymore.
YM: Random statement.
Me: he's a jerk
YM: Oh, and Thug gave his two weeks yesterday (Friday).
Me: he totally wanted me to send him that borat poster
Me: and then I tried to get his address and he was all "nevermind"
Me: without any other like... anything
Me: what???
YM: Yup.
Me: I thought he was happier now that he was inv.
YM: I suppose not.
YM: Who knows.
Me: he hates Antichrist even more than I do :/ And that's really saying something
Me: does he have another job lined up?
YM: I made a joke about how in the future booksellers have to wear uniforms and he's like, "no I won't." He walked away and Babystealer was like, "He won't...he gave his two weeks."
Me: WHAT
Me: uniforms?
YM: I don't know. She just said he was going back to Champaign.
Me: he misses it :/
YM: Yeah, they are testing uniforms out at like some of the Stores in like airports or something just to see how they go, and they are going good since sellers are more noticable.
Me: fucknuts
Me: I hope I get another job by then
YM: So, sometime in like a year it will be in effect, I think.
YM: All it is is that you have to wear khaki's and a Border's shirt.
Me: still
YM: Haha, welcome to my world!
Me: as shitty as that job is now for me, I really don't need one more thing
Me: man, Dance Whore was telling me about the money I could pull in if I got an MBA today
Me: I'm really fucking tempted
Me: I want a "real" job where I get money and respect
YM: Good luck.
YM: It is worth a shot.
Me: yeah I just don't know if I would have the smarts and or drive to get a masters
Me: I hated college
YM: I'm not feeding myself any support or belief of a future. I'm ready to face a lame job forever.
YM: Well, not ready, but I sort of don't have a choice.
Me: god it sucks, doesn't it?
YM: It does.
Me: I really feel like I should know what the hell I'm doing with my life by now
Me: I'm fucking 25
Me: I thought Afni was the solution
Me: but it was even worse
Me: I've given up on ever having a job I love
YM: Well, maybe you do need to get out of Bloomington/Normal then.
Me: but I really don't want to give up on having a job I don't hate
Me: yeah that's what Dance Whore was saying
YM: I'm not sure where you'd go that would be affordable housing with awesome jobs.
Me: I dunno I'm thinking of maybe applying around some of the places in the town my old neighbors are living in now. One day BDN was telling me about all the great opportunities out there
Me: I just really am afraid to move
Me: I've lived here my entire life
Me: and I depend on my parents financially a LOT
Me: and I don't want to miss my nephew growing up
Me: I don't want to have kids, so I have to bond with him now so that he'll pay for my retirement home when I'm old
YM: haha
YM: Well, explore your options there.
YM: At least take a look.
Me: oh anyway back to Nebrasky
Me: don't take it personally
Me: I like the guy
Me: but he's a dick
YM: He always said he was one.
Me: see even he agrees :P
YM: Eh, I don't think he is, I just think he flounders through life unaware that people care about his well-being. Unless you drink, cuss, and act real cool...he is uninterested.
YM: He was only interested in me so he'd have somebody to fuck while he was here.
Me: isn't that the definition of being a dick?
YM: I guess it depends on your perspective.
Me: well maybe dick's a bad way to describe it
Me: the way I feel about him is that there's something there
Me: he's not a complete jerk I hate
Me: or a total idiot
YM: Nope.
Me: and that just makes it all the sadder
Me: because you like him, and you want him to be good
YM: Like I said, he just is unaware.
Me: but then he just does shit and you know he would do it but you're still disappointed
Me: and you know that to him (at least I felt this way) that you're jsut someone who happens to be around to bullshit with
Me: and you're not a real friend to him and never would be if you knew him for a million years
YM: ...Herd is at Explosion's...I'm sad.
YM: haha I felt like that too.
YM: I knew the whole time that we'd never talk again.
Me: why is that sad?
Me: you know I really feel bad about that too :/ And not just about him... I meet SO many cool people at the Store, and the turnover rate is so high, they all move away and I never see them or talk to them ever agian
YM: Indeed.
YM: The downside of liking coworkers.
Me: I can't help it even now I still fall for it
Me: though I have been a lot more apathetic about making friends
Me: I get tired of doing it over and over again
YM: Herd says he doesn't see a problem with me going over there, but Explosion didn't invite me and the last time I was there, I slept with Nebrasky on his bed...I'm sure he doesn't want me there.
Me: so you're probably the only real friend I've made out of this last batch of people
Me: just because you seemed interested in being friends with me and like you'd do some of the work too
Me: aww
Me: but on the other hand it's Explosion
Me: you could punch him in the face and he'd be like, "it's the good kind of hurt!"
YM: True.
Me: what're they doing over there?
YM: Eh. I'd have to walk over and by the time I do that, people would be gone.
YM: Eh, drinking I guess?
Me: man they're such alcoholics
Me: I worry about Explosion sometimes
YM: He actually hasn't had a party thing in a long time.
Me: yeah but we play wow a lot
Me: and he'll be drinking the whole time
YM: Dang.
Me: basically home alone
Me: but he's so goddamn happy.....
YM: No wonder he's happy so much.
YM: lol
YM: True true.
Me: Like... I don't understand how someone happy can drink as much as I perceive him to
Me: I always wonder if he's really dark and tortured underneath it all
Me: I hope for his sake that he isn't
Me: people that happy make me think there's some miniscule chance I could be someday
YM: I think he may be lonely...I asked him about his love life once at a party and he got kind of quiet, and then changed subjects.
Me: seriously being around him makes me happy by osmosis
Me: aww :/
Me: poor explosion
Me: thats another thing about him
Me: I never feel like I have ever really had an in depth conversation with him
Me: like it's just always "blah blah blah is fantastic!"
Me: instead of "man I had a shitty day"
Me: it's hard to feel close to happy people when you're depressed all the time
YM: Yes.
Me: I've had deeper conversations with Nebrasky, and I told you how I felt about our friendship
YM: Sigh, I guess I'm walking to Explosion's now...though I feel silly and like a big goob...but you know, I'm obsessed with Herd...so he throws me an inch and I take a mile...maybe a 100 miles.
Me: tell Explosion and Herd I say hi
Me: tell Explosion I made him a super sweet employee of the month sign
Me: and that he should've told me it was him sooner
Me: and that if he's really lonely I'll fuck his face
Me: okay maybe not that last one ; )
YM: haha
YM: OK.
YM: Will do.
YM: I won't make it over there for a while.
YM: sigh
Me: whoa how late are you guys going to be up?
YM: I wonder if Herd actually wanted me to come over.
Me: it's already like 2
Me: for searious you should just ask him
Me: it makes things easier
YM: ...nevermind.
YM: I guess I'm not going.
Me: oh?
YM: He just told me he was leaving.
Me: sadness
Me: see the man clique's another thing I don't get
Me: now even though so many of the people are leaving
Me: the man dynamic still remains
Me: Explosion and I play wow all the time but he's never invited me to do anything with him
Me: Herd and I get along really well but he's never asked me to do anything
YM: yeah
YM: I'm going to go weep now.
Me: aww YM :/
Friday, April 06, 2007
over my head
Me: don't tell anyone
Me: but I secretly love the Fray
Ryan: the fray?
Me: haha they're on the radio a lot
Me: they're really fruity and I love them
Me: this video of theirs has children crying
Me: who doesn't love that?
Me: I think this song tells you how to raise your children and keep them off drugs
Ryan: haha
Me: if I ever have a child and have to have aconfrontation with him/her I want to quote this song
Me: "I do know best! This Fray song says so!"
Ryan: haha
Me: I need to find a song that backs me up for like every arguement I could conceivably have with someone
Me: like a, "Mom I'm not a retard" song
Me: or the "drinking at ten am is perfectly acceptable" song
Me: but I secretly love the Fray
Ryan: the fray?
Me: haha they're on the radio a lot
Me: they're really fruity and I love them
Me: this video of theirs has children crying
Me: who doesn't love that?
Me: I think this song tells you how to raise your children and keep them off drugs
Ryan: haha
Me: if I ever have a child and have to have aconfrontation with him/her I want to quote this song
Me: "I do know best! This Fray song says so!"
Ryan: haha
Me: I need to find a song that backs me up for like every arguement I could conceivably have with someone
Me: like a, "Mom I'm not a retard" song
Me: or the "drinking at ten am is perfectly acceptable" song
Is it any wonder?
Me: you shouldn't leave me alone with the origami
Ryan: :X
Me: it's driving me crazy
Me: I think I enjoyed making the snow flakes more than this
Me: this just seems like work
Me: that I'm not going to get paid for
Me: and no one's ever going to see
Me: cause most of my friends moved away
Ryan: aww : (
Ryan: no wonder you're depressed
Me: haha thanks
Me: I think
Ryan: :X
Me: it's driving me crazy
Me: I think I enjoyed making the snow flakes more than this
Me: this just seems like work
Me: that I'm not going to get paid for
Me: and no one's ever going to see
Me: cause most of my friends moved away
Ryan: aww : (
Ryan: no wonder you're depressed
Me: haha thanks
Me: I think
Thursday, April 05, 2007
we don't care about the young folks
I'm tired of being unemployed.
But I'm tired of working a job I hate, too.
I'm tired of being alone all day.
I'm tired of driving poorly.
I'm fucking tired of colitis.
I'm tired of World of Warcraft.
I'm tired of being depressed.
I'm tired of insomnia.
I'm tired of having absolutely no marketable skills.
I'm tired of blogging whiney-ass posts like these.
I'm tired of being tired.
But I'm tired of working a job I hate, too.
I'm tired of being alone all day.
I'm tired of driving poorly.
I'm fucking tired of colitis.
I'm tired of World of Warcraft.
I'm tired of being depressed.
I'm tired of insomnia.
I'm tired of having absolutely no marketable skills.
I'm tired of blogging whiney-ass posts like these.
I'm tired of being tired.
it's alright
YM: Cause I'm already nearly failing that class.
Me: that sucks :/
YM: Indeed.
Me: I'm going to shoot that class's aunt sally
YM: haha
YM: Please do.
Me: Oh
Me: I will
Me: twice
Me: three times, if necessary
YM: haha
YM: I'll take pictures.
Me: we'll post them on the interweb and make a fortune!
YM: FUCK YA
Me: and then we will live the rock n roll lifestyle we've always dreamed of
YM: With baby skin coats.
Me: oh my god
Me: marry me, YM
YM: *sniff* I do!
Me: yaaaaaaaaaaaay
Me: rock n roll baby coat lesbian lifestyle!
YM: lol
YM: I sure do hope that they have matching shoes...
Me: hmmm, no, babyskin isn't durable enough for that
Me: but toddler skin is a pretty close match
YM: Yeah, cause they fall down and get scabs all the time.
Me: haha
Me: that and all the beatings
YM: We can always toughen it up before we skin them.
Me: it puts the lotion on its skin or else it gets the hose again
YM: lol
Me: for someone who hates things that have to do with serial killers
Me: I sure do find myself quoting Silence of the Lambs often
Me: that sucks :/
YM: Indeed.
Me: I'm going to shoot that class's aunt sally
YM: haha
YM: Please do.
Me: Oh
Me: I will
Me: twice
Me: three times, if necessary
YM: haha
YM: I'll take pictures.
Me: we'll post them on the interweb and make a fortune!
YM: FUCK YA
Me: and then we will live the rock n roll lifestyle we've always dreamed of
YM: With baby skin coats.
Me: oh my god
Me: marry me, YM
YM: *sniff* I do!
Me: yaaaaaaaaaaaay
Me: rock n roll baby coat lesbian lifestyle!
YM: lol
YM: I sure do hope that they have matching shoes...
Me: hmmm, no, babyskin isn't durable enough for that
Me: but toddler skin is a pretty close match
YM: Yeah, cause they fall down and get scabs all the time.
Me: haha
Me: that and all the beatings
YM: We can always toughen it up before we skin them.
Me: it puts the lotion on its skin or else it gets the hose again
YM: lol
Me: for someone who hates things that have to do with serial killers
Me: I sure do find myself quoting Silence of the Lambs often
Wednesday, April 04, 2007
worse than you could ever know
Oh, I love this one too.
And it's actually good good instead of only goofy good. Though it does have goofyness.
And it's actually good good instead of only goofy good. Though it does have goofyness.
nobody knows you and nobody gives a damn
Ryan: how goes?
Me: Trying to do productive things
Me: and not doing them
Me: you?
Ryan: pretty much the same, actually
Me: haha
Me: at least you're making money foer it
Ryan: true!
Me: I want to look for jobs again and put up oragami to replace my snowflakes
Me: but instead I'm watching this Say Anything video over and over and reading livejournals
Me: oh and a nother reason I've not been productive
Me: is I've only just woken up
Ryan: haha that would help
Me: holy shiz
Me: my vcr just randomly changed time
Ryan: :X
Ryan: did it change for DST?
Me: no I had to change it
Me: so maybe now it finally did
Me: for no reason
Ryan: well
Ryan: DST was bumped up recently
Me: OH
Ryan: so it's possible that it's still running on when the old dst changeover happened
Me: you are so right
Me: all I knnow is I died inside a little when looked over at it and was like, "I woke up at 4?"
Ryan: haha
Me: you get over 12 hours of sleep and it's sad
Me: I woke up at 3, goddamnit
Me: and I went to bed at 3
Me: and I only got 5 hours of sleep the night before (Ben Folds concert + waking up at 6 for work)
Me: Trying to do productive things
Me: and not doing them
Me: you?
Ryan: pretty much the same, actually
Me: haha
Me: at least you're making money foer it
Ryan: true!
Me: I want to look for jobs again and put up oragami to replace my snowflakes
Me: but instead I'm watching this Say Anything video over and over and reading livejournals
Me: oh and a nother reason I've not been productive
Me: is I've only just woken up
Ryan: haha that would help
Me: holy shiz
Me: my vcr just randomly changed time
Ryan: :X
Ryan: did it change for DST?
Me: no I had to change it
Me: so maybe now it finally did
Me: for no reason
Ryan: well
Ryan: DST was bumped up recently
Me: OH
Ryan: so it's possible that it's still running on when the old dst changeover happened
Me: you are so right
Me: all I knnow is I died inside a little when looked over at it and was like, "I woke up at 4?"
Ryan: haha
Me: you get over 12 hours of sleep and it's sad
Me: I woke up at 3, goddamnit
Me: and I went to bed at 3
Me: and I only got 5 hours of sleep the night before (Ben Folds concert + waking up at 6 for work)
Tuesday, April 03, 2007
niiice
I LOVE this video.
It kind of reminds me of a not very good Weezer video. In that the concept bits aren't that great but there's enough goofiness for me to enjoy. Things about this video I enjoy:
1) That he stole my crazy pelvic thrust move.
2) The wide array of other spazzy dancing.
3) The special guest who shows up later. Also seeing said special guest lip synch along with "I called her on the phone and she touched herself" = extra hilarity.
4) The guy humping the keyboard.
5) The wide array of unsexy licking.
6) I enjoyed the song in general anyway, it amuses me.
7) I like the band in general. They're kind of proof that emo can be fun instead of all guys with black eyeliner tears.
8) I love the lead singer because I read once he had a nervous breakdown and believed that people who were hired to eat him were following him around. If you have to go crazy, go BIG, man. I love how it's not people hired to kill him, or people wanted to eat him, but people being paid to eat him. That's an awesome level of paranoia.
It kind of reminds me of a not very good Weezer video. In that the concept bits aren't that great but there's enough goofiness for me to enjoy. Things about this video I enjoy:
1) That he stole my crazy pelvic thrust move.
2) The wide array of other spazzy dancing.
3) The special guest who shows up later. Also seeing said special guest lip synch along with "I called her on the phone and she touched herself" = extra hilarity.
4) The guy humping the keyboard.
5) The wide array of unsexy licking.
6) I enjoyed the song in general anyway, it amuses me.
7) I like the band in general. They're kind of proof that emo can be fun instead of all guys with black eyeliner tears.
8) I love the lead singer because I read once he had a nervous breakdown and believed that people who were hired to eat him were following him around. If you have to go crazy, go BIG, man. I love how it's not people hired to kill him, or people wanted to eat him, but people being paid to eat him. That's an awesome level of paranoia.
la bamba
Me: do you ever get Lou Diamond Philips and Richie Valens confused because you've seen La Bamba too many times?
Ryan: haha yeah
Me: thank god
Me: I thought I was the only one
Ryan: haha yeah
Me: thank god
Me: I thought I was the only one
Its okay if you don't know everything
So I went to see Ben Folds last night. Got kind of crappy seats because I decided to go at the very last minute (I couldn't go at first because I would've still been in training at Afni by then, and then after I quit I didn't think I had enough money for it).
Anyway it was awesome, because of course it has to be, considering he's my favorite. And he did play my favorite song, "There's Always Someone Cooler Than You."
So the following was just icing on the cake:
--Pantsless encore!
--A song about Effingham that made me laugh because it's just the type of thought I would have. Basically that Effing is fucking and they must get up to a lot of dirty business over there. The song included such details as the McDonalds in Effingham where he got a burger that he claims did not set well, and the fact that they make a lot of porno and all the people in Normal buy it because that's "what normal people do." It also counted as the "Rock This Bitch" for the evening.
--a "Rock this Midget"
--Such Great Heights!
--the obligitory Not the Same sing along (Pantsless! Cause it was during the encore)
--a hilarious story about him brandishing a knife at a strange man while wearing polka gear
--Bitches Ain't Shit!
--Many awesome piano solos (You to Thank, Lullabye, Army mucho more)
--he played Bastard and Still Fighting It which kind of remind me of my situation now (not knowing what the hell to do with my life) and made me feel (briefly) better about it.
--Other assorted awesomeness!
The opening act was Eef Barzelay (sp?) from Clem Snide, which was a pleasant surprise. He played my favorite Clem Snide song (I Love the Unknown) and my favorite Christina Aguilara song (Beautiful) and some good songs I don't know.
Also kind of funny, Opt put Ben Folds and Clem Snide on a CD once and called it "The Ben Snide EP" so I got a chuckle out of him opening for Ben.
Lastly, I found it awesome how hilarious Eef is. Opt pointed out that his name is Eef, he has to be funny, but I found it really unexpected given how sad all of his music is. But he made one of the few good Normal jokes I've ever heard* and then also told us all to buy his album, and then get naked while listening to it and "do whatever comes most naturally."
I really need to kidnap Ben and Eef and make them have my babies.
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* "hmmm... growing up in Normal you guys must all have a sublime sense of irony about yourselves."
*pause*
"That will work well for me."
Anyway it was awesome, because of course it has to be, considering he's my favorite. And he did play my favorite song, "There's Always Someone Cooler Than You."
So the following was just icing on the cake:
--Pantsless encore!
--A song about Effingham that made me laugh because it's just the type of thought I would have. Basically that Effing is fucking and they must get up to a lot of dirty business over there. The song included such details as the McDonalds in Effingham where he got a burger that he claims did not set well, and the fact that they make a lot of porno and all the people in Normal buy it because that's "what normal people do." It also counted as the "Rock This Bitch" for the evening.
--a "Rock this Midget"
--Such Great Heights!
--the obligitory Not the Same sing along (Pantsless! Cause it was during the encore)
--a hilarious story about him brandishing a knife at a strange man while wearing polka gear
--Bitches Ain't Shit!
--Many awesome piano solos (You to Thank, Lullabye, Army mucho more)
--he played Bastard and Still Fighting It which kind of remind me of my situation now (not knowing what the hell to do with my life) and made me feel (briefly) better about it.
--Other assorted awesomeness!
The opening act was Eef Barzelay (sp?) from Clem Snide, which was a pleasant surprise. He played my favorite Clem Snide song (I Love the Unknown) and my favorite Christina Aguilara song (Beautiful) and some good songs I don't know.
Also kind of funny, Opt put Ben Folds and Clem Snide on a CD once and called it "The Ben Snide EP" so I got a chuckle out of him opening for Ben.
Lastly, I found it awesome how hilarious Eef is. Opt pointed out that his name is Eef, he has to be funny, but I found it really unexpected given how sad all of his music is. But he made one of the few good Normal jokes I've ever heard* and then also told us all to buy his album, and then get naked while listening to it and "do whatever comes most naturally."
I really need to kidnap Ben and Eef and make them have my babies.
___
* "hmmm... growing up in Normal you guys must all have a sublime sense of irony about yourselves."
*pause*
"That will work well for me."
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