House of Blues

My house has been pretty depressed these past few weeks. 3 out of the 4 of us are in various stages of the blues. It's like living in a live version of some really horrible Victorian novel that a Bronte sister would write about.

Thankfully tomorrow is Friday and we're having a Girls' Night. Gonna go out to drink, be merry and forget all this stupid shit :)

This site has some pretty good stuff. I cannot imagine the thought process involved in creating such astounding pieces of visual cinema.

Hi

Hi, I'm going back to H.K. this summer from end of June to mid of Aug. Should we arrange a trip for all cousins next year?

The Strokes

I am off to see the Strokes tonight. Eagles of Death Metal are opening. I saw them 5 years ago on the Is This It tour. They played the Cat's Cradle in Carborro. Cave In opened (on a side note the Icarus Line were playing down the street that night and spray painted $UCKING DICK on their tour bus). The Strokes were completely wasted. During the last song Julian Casablanca whacks himself in the head with a Heineken bottle. The bottle did not break, but he was pretty dazed. I thought he was going to pass out. At that point, one eye was looking left and the other was looking right. For all of us Canucks, Narduar is in this picture. I love Narduar, he is the only annoying person I like if that makes any sense.

PS. For some reason every time I see the singer I think of my younger brother Irate J. Must be something to do with the bags under the eyes.

Vacation time

Ok, time to get it together again. Who's up for summer vacation? If so, who's up for going somewhere like hawaii? If we go to hawaii, there's an off chance that hawaiian 5-0 can get discounts on hotels or other conveniences.

Or is everyone busy coming to HK?

I need to know right away because vacation during peak season really sucks. Well, the vacation itself is sweet. It's the damn airlines that arbitrarily decide to make things hell for travellers. Down with Air Canada! Burn starbucks!! Burn GAP!!! @#%*$*!

Hijinks at the Gym

I was at the gym today and while doing "clean and press"-es I hit myself with the crossbar...again :(

With the clean and press you lift the bar up and pop it above your head in order work out your legs and back. Well, on the way up I hit myself in the chin with the bar. Thankfully I didn't have the full momentum going otherwise I think I would've knocked myself out. That would've been embarrassing. More embarrassing than the time I hit myself in the forehead with the crossbar while doing "skull-crushers".

If you are wondering ....

what the hell me and Little Thingies are commenting about, then you should head over to www.sickanimation.com and watch the Red Dragon Club cartoon (run-on sentence). That is some ill shit. Some of you with more polite sensitivities may want to stay away from this (NSFW).

The weekend

I went to go see V is for Vendetta this weekend. I liked it, but thought it lacked subtlety. I wonder how it will do in the red states. Will they even get it?

Went to West Hollywood last night to the Vine bar. Nick Jago (who for some reason reminds me of Little Thingie) from BRMC was DJ'ing. Some dude grabbed my head as I was walking by. He felt bad when I turned around. He thought I was someone else and offered to buy me a drink. Later that night, he introduced me to the guy who he thought he was grabbing. His friend was a good looking guy! The guitar players from NIN were there. It was pretty good night- good music, good crowd, cool location - except that drinks were not cheap. They even played Spacemen 3!!!!

Countdown to Sweet, Sweet Freedom

I have exactly one month to go before I'm released from my prison that is school. But before I'm free I have to write 5 exams, 4 of which are weighted at 100%. Meaning, those exams have the power to erase my existence at school. I predict Good Times.

I still don't know where I'll be this summer. I don't want to work, but I'm being told that being a bum for four months is not an option. I don't know what to do. Maybe I'll just sell my car and use the proceeds to run away for the summer to go to the North and participate in the seal hunt.

Has this ever happened to you???

I went to the cafeteria today to buy lunch. I bought an egg salad sandwich and added mustard. While eating at my desk the egg salad fell on my pants!!!!! My crotch was covered in mustard and egg salad. I had to go to the bathroom to wipe it off. In the end my crotch was wet and yellow.

Luckily I have a sweatshirt in the office to tie around my waist.

Surfin' USA

I am glad I went to the beach today. I busted out of work at 3:30 headed down to LJ shores. It was clear blue skys and 70 degrees. The water was 56, definitely chilly. I am glad I wore booties. These are one of my most cherished posessions. 3-5 ft sets were rolling in with decent shape. Someone got in my way only once today. I was in a good mood so I did not try to run him over. We surfed for about an hour. I got 2 pretty decent rides.

No jellyfish, clean water, no aggro dudes in the line-up. My body is tired and sore now. I have not surfed since I busted my hand in October.

It was a good day. Ask Little Thingies about surfing. He knows.

Next generation hardness

I just didn't believe he got the xbox 360 until i went over and saw it myself. But anyways, there it was. You should see the power brick for this thing, you could brain someone with it. I tried out Perfect Zero...WOW. Unbelievable I grew up playing the Atari.

But first person shooters aren't my thing. So i'll be going out to pick up some driving games. You can party with those. And Fight Night! Awesome!

When he's gone back to Canada, it'll become my domain ha ha.

Bustin' Out!

Another crappy day at work. I have decided to bust out early and meet C-Smooth to go surf.

Yeah! That is what I am talking about. It is sunny and 75! Waves, smell of surf wax, dank wetsuit ...

Summer Fun

Is anyone going to HK this summer? I'm thinking of going there May to Mid-August.

Art Gotham Over

so the gallery show i participated in is over. and nobody bought my crap. boohoo...
maybe you would like to buy them? $300 each for a 1'x1' canvas...it is suggested to buy all 4 of them for the full effect. and then you can hang them up in a 2 x 2 square for a bigger "1 piece" painting.
if you don't want to have them, i'll still take your money though.

I AM 33 TODAY.

The times on this blog are all wrong, but it is 3/21 today in sunny San Diego. Too bad I have work today and the water is too cold and polluted to go surfing. I am sure I can find some other trouble to get on in!

Today will be one of those "Taking drugs to make music to take drugs to" days.

Birthday Greetings and a Story

It's xcharlesbronsonx's birthday today so let's all give him a set of birthday bumps.

Going down memory lane I want to re-tell the tale of how he nearly let me drown when we were younger. We were on a family vacation and one day we were all at the outdoor pool having fun in the sun. He met some other kids his own age and decided to play with them in the big-person swimming pool. I wanted to play in the pool with them so our parents set me up with a floating tube since I didn't know how to swim while xcharlesbronsonx was supposed to look after me.

Well, I was cramping xcharlesbronsonx's style and him and his friends swam to the deep end. I tried to follow them but I let go of my tube and fell below the surface of the water and freaked out underwater. A very nice gentleman noticed my predicament and rescued me.

So the moral of this story is don't cramp xcharlesbronsonx's style.

Sworn to pleasure, loot and treasure!

I had nice birthday dinner last night. C-smooth gave me a surf magazine and a bottle of Patron Anejo. If you don't know Patron, I feel sorry for you man! I also got an Ugly Doll from my pal Scottish Kate. Pretty good times. The food and company was brilliant (anchovie and capers on my pizza yo!).

Battle of the Dishwasher

Today's post will be an opinion poll. I'll tell you guys about my roommate and you guys can tell me if my OCD is too much.

One of my roommates is a perfectly nice girl but she's a slob. This week it was just the two of us in the house since our other two roommates were on Spring Break. I could tell she was putting in an effort to be neater, she would actually put her dishes in the dishwasher right away as opposed to leaving them on the counter or in the sink.

But whenever she loads her dishes she loads them in the most random places. A bowl in the middle of the rack (so that you can't place anything around it), cups where the bowls go (bowls have their own special place because they don't fit neatly anywhere else), etc...

My beef boils down to the fact that it's not an efficient use of space; if you don't stack the dishes properly then you can't maximize the number of dishes you can fit in and will then have dishes leftover that you'll have to wash by hand.

Should I just be happy that she loads the dishwasher, period and invest in some meds to relieve my OCD?

Ichi the Killer

We finally watched Ichi the Killer at Wayne's recommendation. Sick shit. Made me feel a little queasy. Another other flicks I should catch?

V for Awesome, Part II

Just watched "V for Vendetta". I think the general consensus is that this movie rocks hard but I would like to add that after watching this movie I have added another goal to my list for this year: I'm stepping up my workouts so I can get a waist as tiny as Natalie Portman's.

hung over in Del Mar

I feel so hung over today. I went to a party last night thrown by the tattoo artist I go to. It was in this sleazy dive bar. Heavy dub and rock steady was being played. The place was full of tattooed peeps. I met so many weird people (horse trainers, welders, telecom engineers, etc ...). Afterwards I went to Denny's in PB around 3 am. It was a scene from hell. So man kids passed out in the booths/tables. People were fighting in the parking lot, kids puking in the bushes.

What did everyone else do last night?

this deserves a posting

i wanted to share something with you all. especially b/c i've noticed that my cousins are a bunch of idiots who say a lot of retarded things.
you will appreciate this guy then...for real, you should read all of his entries. damn hilarious. and you see him make fun of children's drawings...
i love him.
http://maddox.xmission.com/

Amanda Bynes

YO YO YO!!! I'm gonna go see She's The Man this weekend. Who's with me??

so...

so...
it took me forever to get to the page where i can write a post. i had to go into my profile and then go to home and then finally found the posting tab. there has got to be an easier way to post. i don't see anything! i don't see posting-related buttons on the actual blog. am i blind? maybe.
so...
i think i have a ginormous pimple growing on my left elbow. it hurts. ok, discuss..........

V for Awesome

Seriously, go watch V for Vendetta now! Down with the government! Down with Starbucks! Down with Gap!

Anyways, for anyone that hasn't been added as a member, send me the email you used to sign up to Blogger. I can't do anything until I have your email.

Pay Attention to Me!

Go visit my other blog please: The Heidi Report. The comments section is looking pitiful and my blog needs to feel validated.

Praise the lord ...

Today is one of the greatest days of year. If you don't know what day it is today, I feel sorry for you man. Today is the start of the NCAA Basketball Tournament. What a great day to be alive! Can I get a hearty Praise the Lord! Thank you our heavenly father for providing us with our yearly providence of sports gambling blah blah blah ....

I am predicting Gonzaga goes out early like the punk bitches they are.

Go Duke!

I'd just like to say...

Happy birthday to Bronson. Am I the first one to say it so far? Man it feels good being the first one. I'm awesome.

Scenes from the Asian market

1) Fascism and Veganism go hand and hand.
2) This shit is fresh yo!

Gross Food Day

Today is Gross Food Day. Post your most disgusting meals or dirty restaurants. GO!

Simple Rules

Just one rule, stop changing your gawdamn names too often! You're like a moving target; I can't ridicule you if I don't know who's behind the name (because I've allowed random strangers to post comments as well).


I smell a'poo coming.

I Was Given the Finger by Fate Today

The weather here in K-hole has been really nice lately and I thought it was finally spring so I thought I'd be pro-active and take my wool winter coats to the dry-cleaner for freshening before putting them away.

2:30pm: I go to the dry-cleaners and give them my winter jackets
3:45pm: It starts snowing again
3:46pm: I scream "shit motherfucker shit fuck" at my window

fruitbooting

From the Urban Dictionary:

Fruitbooterz
Def: One who takes part in the gay sport of rollerblading which is last in the hierarchy of extreme sports which looks like this:
Surfing > Skateboarding > BMX > Fruitbooting
Usage: That gay dude fruitbootz.

So who is this rollerblade_boy? I didn't think I had any gay cousins? Am I wrong?

Cluster Fuck

Looks like we maybe reaching critical mass with contributors to this blog. I want to see the peeps in NY and UK throw up some mad stories yo! My life here is pretty quiet these days, I need to live vicariously through all the young 'uns on here. For example, last night I was at Los Olas with some surfer friends drinking beer and tequila. Pretty underwhelming.

Welcome all foreigners (English people)

New member today!! I assume he's gonna bring soccer hooligans with him.

Upcoming events in SD

These are the events I am going to in the near future.

March of the Mod (3 day mod weekend with bands, all-nighters and rallies)
108 (Krishna Core)
Righteous Jams (Beantown straight-edge)
Greenhornes (60's garage frat rock)
Tragedy (smelly punx from OR)
Fucked Up! (Toronto hardcore!)
Earthless and Isis (brutal 20 minute metal jams)
Apes (organ driven DC weirdness)

Music is pretty damn good this year. Which one of you fuckers wants to come along?

ASIAN GANGSTA BITCHES and DURIAN

I was grocery shopping at the local Asian mall today. I was minding my own buisness - you know like sniffing the durian to see which one I should bring home. There is nothing I like better than a dank piece of durian. It is important to pick a ripe one, otherwise you have to cook it with coconut to make it yummy.

While sniffing the spiky fruits, I hear this noise of girls screaming and laughing. I was like WTF as this is interupting my durian picking experience. I go back to inspecting the durians. You know you got to pick a soft stinky one. The noise still does not stop. So I go take a look see in front of the store, all the while thinking "no one better steal my fucking cart with my righteous durian." I immediatly see 20 asian girls dressed in black (tight hoochy mama pants), high heels, and way too much fucking make-up. I was like great! Fucking asian sorority girls. But then I see 15 girls dressed as FUCKING SHREK! They had their faces painted and the whole 10 yards for the costume (even down to the clown size feet). The "SHREKs" were singing and dancing - generally acting like morons. A crowd of Saturday night asian shoppers stood and watched. Some were bemused, while the rest were confused.

All I could think was how fucked up this was. If my kids every join the Greek system in college I will seriously lay the beats on them or have them sent to re-education camp. After fantasizing about tossing a hand grenade in the crowd I walked back into the store. I was glad to see my cart and durian was still there!

I called my friend Whitey C afterwards. He asked his brother's GF if what I saw was a pledge event. She said, "Yeah, I help planned that!"

I Am Vain

There's this antique stand with a mirror attached in the front hall of the house. Because of the shoddy craftsmanship the mirror is at slight angle but I absolutely adore the tilted angle; I have yet to look bad in that mirror. At any given time I can be found in the front hall checking myself out in the mirror. In fact, if I'm having a bad day I will purposely go down two flights of stairs to the front hall and look in the mirror to cheer myself up and then go back to my room.

NYC STORIES

So my man J Smoothe is not giving up the NYC stories. So I will have to bust some out.

So four years ago I was in NY for the annual neuroscience dick stroking convention. My pal Cookie calls me up and asks if I want to go to a birthday party at a strip bar. I was like sure, I am so done with these neuroscience dorks. I am always down to go the strip club with ladies. So I tell the neuroscience fuckers I am at the hotel bar with that I am going to the strip club with Cookie. They were shocked and envious. I felt like the coolest dude in the universe at that exact moment. So she picks me at the Marriott in Times Square and we head off to the Pussy Cat Lounge by ground zero.

When I get there the party was out of control. It was free booze and righteous tunes. The best part was all the bands playing and the strippers up front! Japanther played the best set that night of spazzed out punk. The singer was on some serious drugs. The DJ's in between bands were even better. I don't care who you are, if you can't bust it when someone plays OPP then you are a serious faggot. They played old school 80's hip hop. Imagine a strip club full of Williamsburg hipsters bumping and grinding to "It Takes 2." Cookie and I broke it down on the dance floor and represented Cali. As the night progressed I got tired from all the booze and other stuff so I sat beside the world's thinnest man. It turns out to be Nick from the YYY's. He was nice. Did I mention all the Yakuza lookin guys. Anyways, as 6 am broke I trundled back to the hotel thinking "I FUCKIN' LOVE NY!"

Next time I'll write about the VTNM dudes.

Utah and Colorado

First pic - top of Breckenridge, Colorado
Second pic - top of Snowbird, Utah.

High altitude, thin air. Awesome.

NYC Stories

Daphne had her first art show. Check the website - www.artgotham.com

This weekend, Nora's having a show in NYC but she's not flying over - www.divafair.com/newyork/diva.html

Never go back.

I went to PB Bar and Grill last night. It was going off, I am sure there was a fire code violation with the number of people packed in there. Pints and high balls were $2. My pal D from Edmonton was visiting, so I wanted to show him the local wildlife. This was the first time I had been there, the place is gigantic. Visualize an outdoor beer garden attached to a sports bar attached to a full-on dance club. Combined with no cover at the door, the place was packed with kids from UCSD and SDSU. I was amazed at the number of asian kids. At least 60% of the people there were an asian of some type (the club must of been stoked there were no Viet kids causing fights). They came in all sorts of shapes and sizes. If I was a pervy white dude I would of been stoked. Some she-male with tatts kept on bumping into me.

There is not much to this story. I would not go back again. It just reminded me too much of being back in college and those crappy nights at the club. There are somethings y0u can never or want to go back to. I am going to go out on a limb and say 90% of the kids there last night are waking up right now and asking themselves, "Man, that was shitty last night and I am waking up alone in bed...FUCK."

Buongiorno Beetches!

How are you beetches doing?

Long time no talk.

Should be good stuff.

See you out there.

I feel sorry for myself ...

Not sure how I ended up wasted last night. Went to the Turf Club and had to wait an hour for a table. So we drank at the bar. I was on my third martini (Ketal 1 straight with a twist) by the time we were seated. I was so gone. I managed to get home and drunk dial E. We talked about how great I am. So I was sitting in physics class this morning. It was brutal. I was hung over and learning about second derivatives w.r.t. electrical charges in point space and divergence/curl operators. Did I mention the Maxwell equations? Chew on that for a second.

Since there is only one day left for Floorpunch week, here is another quote from the mighty Punch -"I'm gonna spit through this window. When they come out, we're fighting."

The LO's are here!

The LO's.... the LO's!!!! Jesus Christ THE LO's! That's like undeniable glory, y'know!!!!!!

My New LCD Monitor is the Sexiest Thing I Have Ever Seen

My new 17" LCD LG monitor is a sexy bitch and is completely blowing my mind with how vivid the colours are. And there aren't any dead pixels :)

This completely kicks the ass up and down the hallway of the pair of red patent leather mary-jane Pradas I bought for my birthday a few years back. And that says a lot since I love my Pradas so much that I've named them.

F*@K!

I had to take a shower with cold water last night. I had to shiver under the shower for 10 minutes because I had to wash my hair because I had just come back from spin class. Fucking eh, what the hell happened to all the hot water last night?

I also finally told my friend that I want to live by myself next year. It was really awkward and I almost blurted out "I hope we can still be friends" afterwards.

There are retards living amongst us

A little background info. There's an anonymous forum on the staff intranet where staff can post questions to bank executives and hope for a half-ass response. How much you wanna bet it's not anonymous? It basically achieves nothing, the exec's will provide a standardized bullshit response, but staff are happy because they think they're making a difference.

Some more background, the bank is very bitter that Citibank is the global leader and there's a huge gap between them and us. Nevermind the fact that they probably have fewer retards working for them.

One last note, the bank spent HUGE money worldwide to unify the brand under one name...the brand you see all over the ads and stuff. Yeah it's a waste of money because people in North America have still never heard of the brand.

With all that in mind, it blows my mind that someone actually submitted the following question:

"'H5BC' does not sound great and difficult to pronounce. 'Citibank' sounds much better. Any plan to change?"

Here's my suggestion, CountriBank should work since a hard 'C' is easier to pronounce for a fob than a soft 'C'. And a Countri sounds much bigger and important than a Citi.

Or we should make the name inline with our moto "we are the best". Just call the bank.....The Bank. Or The Best Bank. (Below is the 3rd place winner of a tshirt design contest last year. The endless flow of talent and creativity here never ceases to amaze me).

But then again, BB might be confused with Best Buy which is no good since it's a discount electronics store...we obviously can't let our bank be associated with such a cheap brand.

I like sound of repeating letters like BB and hard C's so let's work with that girlfriend. Let's combine that idea with my first idea of Countri...but we'll spell with a 'K' so we have Kountri, just to throw the competition off balance (what will those crazy guys think of next?!?!). We should keep Hong Kong somewhere in the name so that local people can feel some pride about the brand. So Kountri Hong Kong Bank = KHKB.

But that's no good, i want repeating letters like BB. So how about we drop the H because let's face it, Hong kong isn't very hong anymore, it smells like shit.

With Bank, we can just drop the BAN and keep the K because BAN sounds a little negative.

So i propose the new name of our bank:

KKK

We'll finally break into the "unpenetrable" market of the confederate states and gain much needed exposure in the Southern USofA! They'll be lining up to use KKK bank machines.

This is music ...

Things that I am listening to these days -

Integrity - Palm Sunday bootleg
I could go on and on about this band. They were the first to mix straightedge, Slayer type metal with WWF theatrics (i.e., pulling guns at shows, beating up kids, violence as sport ...). The lyrics are hard as nails. The usage of the word "motherfucker" is used to maximum potential. Kids today should listen to Integrity instead of shitty mall punk bands like Atreyu (those bands are the logical extension of 80's hair metal). Did I mention that Integrity was into the Church of Final Judgement? If I was christian I would go to this church. The lamb and goat have indeed fused.

Elliot Smith - All
Too bad his shitty shit shit asian girlfriend killed him. Another reason why asian girls are bat shit crazy. But seriously, I am still sad about his passing. Just listen to "I didn't understand" on XO. At the end of the song, you expect the song to end at the same place where it started, but instead it goes two octaves up. The octave change is unexpected and it makes the song that much more memorable.

Robbers on High Street - Tree City
Think of a college rock version of Billy Joel. Yes, the songwriting is that strong. They employ all the tools of the trade in writing catchy hooks. The lyrics are pretty good in terms of a musical device. Can't say I care much for the narrative though.

The Stooges - S/T and Raw Power
Iggy is the man. He injected heroin into his eye. Enough said.

Also, it is Floorpunch week. In honor of Floorpunch week I am going to put up a quote by Chris Zusi of Floorpunch - "People who are straight edge and don't call themselves straight edge are fucking gay. They are one step away from taking a dick up the ass."

Breaking Up is Hard to Do

So I'm in a bit of a situation. I had orginally told my friend that I'd be roommates with him next year since we both wanted to cut down on costs (I really want cable tv and it'd be cheaper with two people).

But I've given it some thought and I think I might want to live by myself instead. I lived by myself for a bit before school and even now I live on the 3rd floor by myself with my own bathroom so it's almost like living by myself, and I've decided that I really like having my own space.

So is cable tv good enough of a reason to share a bathroom with another person? And how would I tell my friend that I don't want to live with him anymore? Does it make a difference that I'm just casual acquantices with him (my rational for choosing him as a roommate was that I knew him well enough that he wouldn't steal and hock my stuff, but not that well that if we had a falling out over living together, I wouldn't be losing a close friendship)?

Fun for the whole family!

Seriously, one of the things a person never expects his dad to call and ask:

"So, I'm at the store putting down the deposit for the Xbox 360. You sure this thing has better graphics than the PS2?"

Thank you for smoking

Man, I almost lost it and exploded at work today. So after being virtually smoke free (well...almost) since new years, I had to cool off during lunch time and have a smoke. Stupid me, i'll have to try again after today is over.

I must move on to greener pastures.

Hard times coming your way ...

South Dakota has banned abortions, even in cases of rape and incest. This is so backwards that I cannot even comprehend the thought process behind this. My wish would be that the children of all the supporters get raped. Let's see what they would think of this ban now.

This is similar to the idea of sending the children of politicians who supported the war to Iraq.

One can only wish and dream for such great things.

Birthday Present for Myself

I finally jumped on the LCD monitor bandwagon and ordered one today from the campus computer store. I had asked Little Thingies earlier for advice on choosing one and he sent me a nice comprehensive e-mail. Unfortunately I didn't use a lot of the advice because the computer store works on a catalogue basis. You choose what you want out of the catalogue and they get their warehouse to ship it over (Sort of like a really shitty version of Consumer's Distributed).

So we'll find out next week if I'll be calling up LG and complaining about dead pixels.

Another Thing that I Worry About

After my strength-building class at the gym today I realized that I have another fear. I'm afraid that one day while I'm putting away my weights and crossbar someone will push into me and I'll poke my eye out with the business-end of the crossbar. Seriously, what's wrong with me? I have too much paranoia.

On another note, I posted more pictures of my San Diego trip on my other blog. There's a picture of xcharlesbronsonx attacking the dog.

That will be $140

I went to the skateboard shop today and dropped down for a helmet and pads. I am off the skatepark tomorrow!

I am picking up all my interests again I had growing up. The best thing is that no one can limit my time with them now. Sometimes it is pretty rad to be a grown-up. I can skateboard all day and all night.

Draw a straight line from point A to point B ...

Went to the Turf Club last night with my man J and his woman. No eating, just drinking vodka martinis. My drinks were a little on the wet side. But none the less, they have the best drinks in this sleepy one horse town. We left after the Gregs showed up. You could stick the entire Sears hardware section in those guys. We then went to TGIF for food cause J was hungry. That place was packed with UCSD students. The fucked up thing was that each table was race unique. There was no race mixing at the tables. That is fucked up beyond belief.

Came home stumbling and went to bed. Stepped on the dog on the way in.

Things I Worry About

Speaking of Japanese horror movies, remember that scene from "Hypnosis" where the girl enters a haze and starts sprinting and can't stop and eventually her shin breaks in half? I'm sort of afraid of that happening to me. It could be that I'm worrying over nothing, but I'll explain my reasonings and you guys can tell me.

• I have this fear that I'll develop osteoporosis. I take calcium supplements and drink milk everyday but I still think I will develop it.
• I do a lot of running now because school and other things are giving me worry-lines and running helps to calm me down.
• I've never broken a bone or sprained anything so I don't think my luck can hold out much longer.

I should really find something more productive to worry about, shouldn't I?

Ghost story time!

Me and hawaiian 5-0 (soon to be member if she passes initial testing) just watched Resurrection. Very disappointing.

Anyways, the following is a true story that happened to Hawaiian 5-0's colleague...you know those crazy investment bankers. Too much snort and they start seeing/hearing things.

It starts off like this...it's another month-end stretch and the poor guy is stuck at the office until the late hours of the morning. He finally decides it's time to go home. He grabs his coat and heads out the building where he proceeds to grab a taxi. Well lemme tell you about that part of central. I can imagine it passing off as an old, haunted industrial area with the right kind of lighting and fog.

The guy is tired, but hey! What luck! A taxi is already down there waiting for him. So as usual, he gets into the back seat and tells the driver "take me home!" The driver starts driving...and suddenly says "sorry for the trouble, but there's an extra passenger. Hope you dont' mind." So the guy starts looking around the taxi but of course, doesn't see anything. So he's like "whatever" and continues staring blankly out the window.

(Interruption) At this point in the story, i'm like "yeah bullshit, your colleague is probably on drugs or something. I dont' believe this story!"

ANyways, back to the story. After a few moments, after no response from the banker, the driver assumes he wasn't heard the first time and says the same thing again. "Sorry, my wife wasn't feeling well tonight. AFter dropping you off, I'll be taking my wife to the hospital" The banker, at this point, starts getting creeped out. He done another quick glance around the taxi and doesn't see anything.

The banker starts freaking out, he wishes he followed his heart and became a florist instead so he wouldn't have to put up with these late nights at the office followed by creepy taxi rides home. So he starts thinking "do i politely ask the taxi driver to stop so i can get out? Or do i just kick the door open and jump out as if my life depended on it?" So he's there getting goosebumps, trying to get a grasp of all the crazy thoughts going through his mind.

While sitting there sweating bullets, a dark figure starts rising from the front passenger seat. Imagine the Ring when Sadako starts crawling out of the TV with the long stringy hair barely doing a good job of covering that horror that is her face. Well it's the same thing in this taxi. But instead of giving a cursed look of tortured pain, the dark figure starts talking!!! (In chinese of course and with the requisite almost-dead voice) "My apologies Mister, hope you don't mind me riding in the taxi with you. I'm not feeling well and my husband is taking me to the hospital."

Harold Hunter RIP

Legends never die.

PUNCHBUGGY GREEN!!!!!!

Somedays you just want to punch something. I wonder what it would feel like to punch an octopus. Probably pretty good until he grabbed you and put the hurt on.

Listen to The Stooges. Makes me want to drive a camaro, smoke Lucky Strikes and drink cheap beer.

ARGGGGH

So I'm in charge of my own little application at work. I get to design, code, document, and make any decisions since it's mine. So I've been updating, making a log of my changes, backing up previous versions, versioning whatever i have, etc. It's all mine. I think up of improvements and keep an eye out for bugs. Just work away at it whenever I have time at work.

Well there's an email component to it...and lately it's been getting harder and harder to code. Then my manager finally tells me, "oh wow, it's like you wrote your own mail server." ARGGGGHHHH. No one told me!!! Son of a bitch, no wonder it's getting hard to organize my code and do things properly. Oh well, at least he says it's better this way so we dont' have to use someone else's mail server.

poop

I just nearly passed out in the bathroom. My lower GI tract is so unhappy. My insides came pretty close to coming out. How am I suppose to go on a 5 mile run today?

My Fridge is Making Me Angry

I think the fridge in my house is broken again. I took a swig of milk from an unopened carton (granted it's been sitting in the fridge since before Reading Week, but the expiration date was March 7th) and nearly did a spit-take. It just tasted fowl; it was bitter and sour all at the same time. I poured it down the sink and it smelled pretty bad.

At least this time isn't as bad as the last time the fridge broke down. Last time my brand new milk curdled into yogurt in two short days; I tried pouring a glass of milk and it came out in chunky streams.

Turfing out the weasels ...

So my significant other's position with the group was blocked today. I blame two people squarely: 1) one of them is totally nice to her face, but at the closed door meeting he was violently opposed to hiring her; 2) the incompetent junior person, I am suprised she even has a job (I guess she feels threatened since she is so shitty at her job).

Anyways, I wished there was a world where I could turf out all the truly shitty shit shit people. This list would include so many people. In fact, I bet your name would be on there twice.

Maybe it is time to start looking for greener pastures. Edmonton?