- 2002-02-09 17:10:52 nailz, I find your response to that review ironic, given that you were the one who gave me all 5's on a review because the download link didn't work. I had to have it removed by Phade.
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return to my own vomit like a dog...rhymes and giggles muffle the dialogue...carve my initials in a tree, i will never leave...maybe one day i'll be royalty...kingdom kindergarten..
2002-02-08 15:35:40
Jesus...I somehow woke up an hour and a half late today, which means I had to work through lunch in order to get out of here at a reasonable time tonight.
I made a pretty big decision a few days ago, one that I'd never ever mentioned to a single person while I was thinking about it. Then I told Leandra about it, and she already knew. I'd never said a word to her about it, but she somehow knew what I was going to do before I did. She's amazing.
Sigh...aside from her, things kind of suck right now, for reasons I won't go into.
I get daily emails from Korea that consist of hundreds of X's. It's getting really obnoxious. NJStar doesn't help.
I've noticed that when I playlist my Jpop mp3 CD, I always skip over the Megumi Hayashibara songs. Anyone else tired of her stuff?
Argh. I'm just rambling because I feel too shitty to do or say anything productive. I was thinking about maybe heading down to hang out with RYS and Maboroshi this weekend, but I think I'm going to bury myself in editing instead.
TODAY
IS
INTERMINABLE!!
I've been writing this since 10 am. Or rather, I've had this open in Notepad and been jotting down lines in it now and then.
The highlight of my day has been a 2-minute call from Leandra in which she chided me for eating two slices of bread for lunch, and laughed at me for eating Thai food from a donut shop.
This is the worst kind of boredom. The kind where I actually have stuff to do, but I'm sooo bored that I can't bring myself to do it...and therefore, boredom begets boredom. 3-4 PM is the worst time of the day, because that's when all the union workers get to leave.
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2002-02-07 16:33:26
8000 profile views EXACTLY.
Just thought I'd point that out while it was still true. -
sink the eight ball...buy the lady a drink...and nobody knows my name...bodies float up from the bottom of the river...like bubbles in fine champagne...
2002-02-07 14:29:18
Hmmm, I wonder who started the whole lyrics-as-subject-line thing. I've regularly done that on message boards and emails for years, but I started doing it on my journal entries after other people started it.
On my way to the post office today to pick up more DDR CD-R requests, I passed by a little shanty that said "Donuts & Breakfast!" but on the window there was a big neon "Thai Cuisine!" sign. I thought ONE of the signs had to be some old thing that they had forgotten to take down. I had originally planned on grabbing some fast food, but I decided to stop in for a look. Sure enough, the place was called Dorsey Donuts & Diner. I went in, and found myself in one of those old country diners where the menu is on the wall and you can get donuts, coffee, heart-killing breakfast foods (served anytime, of course) and grilled cheese sandwiches. And then there were the random Thai statuettes and flowers on the counter. It was a little odd. On one side of the paper menu I saw a croissant and scrapple sandwich (wtf is scrapple?!?!) listed within two inches of the tom yum kha. I ordered the prawn curry, and the guy after me in line ordered a biscuit with egg and sausage. It was surprisingly good...and Leandra will surely be horrified ^_^ Then again, by her estimation I have never had *real* Thai food (ie, her mom's).
My current video is in an interesting place...by tonight, I will have finished capturing all that I need (urgh...3...more...episodes...). And then, AFTER about 10 hours of editing this weekend I'll be able to determine whether or not to actually go all the way through with it ;_; The reason being that I don't know if I'll have enough footage until I'm at least halfway done with it. I don't know if there's ANY way to salvage the ending. For those of you who complained about the ending to Bachelorette, get your torches out, it's time for a lynching! It's really annoying how the song is really dark for 3 minutes and then switches to a major key for its final 30 seconds.
This is looking like the current order of my future projects:
1. Finish the Ayashi No Ceres video
2. DDR2 (Dub-I-Dub)
3. The video that EK did Photoshopping for
4. Wack-ass Trigun video
5. The bestiality porn video (okay, it's not REALLY bestiality porn, but the title of the song sure makes it sound like it...so that's how I'll refer to the video from now on).
6. Finish my Karekano video 2 years after I started it. w00t!
Hmmm...guess I'm having another ghetto bachelor's dinner tonight to accompany the Duke vs. FSU rematch...fry a couple of eggs, put them on toast, with some leftover asparagus that I stir-fried last night on the side.
The Puckered Squirrel:
http://www.iwillpretendtocare.com/stories/edited/story5.html
Mark my words, your grandchildren will be reading it in their college English courses one day! ^_^
'Mendoza de Mented was beside himself in anxiety. Where could his goat have gotten to? Battering his brain for answers, he decided that the best thing to do would be to return to yakuza headquarters to gather resources for his goat-hunt. He grabbed some fondue take-out on the way back.
"YEEEOUCH!!" he shrieked as the clerk passed him the pot of boiling oil through the drive-thru window. His pain had just begun, however. Dropping the pot to relieve his burning fingers, the hot boiling oil spilled everywhere, effectively deep-frying everything within a 2-foot radius of his lap! He could feel his wang turning a crispy golden brown.
"Larry!" yelled the drive-thru clerk. "We've got another one!"
Immediately, an ambulance pulled out right in front of Mendoza's car. Evidently, Fondue-It-To-Me-Fast was used to such accidents. The driver, Larry Laffer Ferguson, jumped out wearing a white leisure suit and loaded Mendoza into the ambulance.
"Don't worry," he assured the dimwitted yakuza lackey. "You're gonna be just fine."
Succumbing to the shock from his burns, Mendoza De Mented whimpered weakly. It was to be the beginning of the longest night of his life.'
Sure it doesn't make sense, but that's it's charm! ^_-
For nearly 4 more hours I must sit here! Rrrgrggg... -
go on and wring my neck...like when a rag gets wet...a little discipline...for my pet genius...
2002-02-06 13:21:11
Today got off to one ass of a start. After months of not eating breakfast, I decided last night that I was going to cook myself breakfast this morning. So the alarm clock went off, and as usual, I hit snooze...except, instead of getting up after one or two snoozes, I fell asleep after the first one and had a strange nightmare about a violin audition, an old man playing Paganini while holding his instrument like a fiddle, a run-in with my old high school French teacher Mrs. Kargul, riding on shady buses in Mexico, and being hungry while on a ski trip with my brother and his friends. Yes, it was all one coherent dream...though I couldn't tell you how it all made sense. So anyway, that nightmare caused me to oversleep, so I didn't have time for breakfast. Then I got dressed and checked my computer for messages before leaving work. Turns out I went to bed last night 10 minutes before Leandra came online, so she left me some messages...nice messages, but it still sucked because I miss her and didn't really get to talk to her yesterday. I was pissed, so I decided to indulge myself with a morning smoke, which I don't usually do. So I grabbed a pack as I ran out the door. I got to work, stepped out of the car, and reached in my pocket for the pack...empty. Goddamnit.
Okay, so it really wasn't that bad in the big scheme of things, but it made me grumpy anyway :P
The Brilliant Green kicks ass. I spent half an hour yesterday searching for my JPop/Rock mp3 CD, and now I finally have it with me at work!
EK: Sure, just let me know when. I've got 6 more eps to capture for my current video, I should have SOMETHING ready soon too. I'm impatient to start my other videos, so this one will probably be quick and dirty...not my best, but then again, nothing will be my best until I'm dead.
My very newest video idea is getting major skepticism from my friends....again! I should stop letting that discourage me...after all, these are the same people who said "Huh? I don't see what you're trying to do" when I first mentioned my ideas for Bachelorette and My Iron Lung.
So let's see what my top 3 ideas are right now:
1. A video which will actually be more like a short film; characters from an anime playing completely different characters from the song. I haven't told anyone about this one yet, because I'd get laughed at.
2. A video which I've basically been told is stupid and doesn't make any sense...which uses familiar footage in a way that I've never seen it used before.
3. A video which gives me shivers and brings tears to my eyes just thinking about it, but which I know walks very unsteadily on the line between being moving and being laughable. This one has me more excited than any other video I've ever done, but as far as I know nothing quite like it has been attempted yet...so I have no idea whether or not it's just going to look entirely silly.
Matt: I appreciate your thoughts on Blue Velvet...I'm not blowing you off by not responding directly to them, I just think I need to watch it more to really form a full opinion on it. You read my immediate impression of a disjointed viewing of it (kept getting interrupted by AIM!). That, and I'm feeling wholly inarticulate today :)
Nothing really interesting to say today, I'm basically sitting around, waiting for lunchtime to come.
Life has now officially been entirely surreal for one week now. And it doesn't look to be stopping any time soon. You'd think that a barely avoided castrophe would make someone LESS stupid instead of MORE stupid. But no. It seems to have pushed a certain unnamed someone all the way into IMPOSSIBLY stupid.
Yuck. I just went to the cafeteria and returned to my desk with a sandwich labelled "Smoked turkey with Havarti." I opened the box, picked up the sandwich, about 5 pounds of some avocado/guacamole-ish gunk dripped out the side of it. Nasty. I had to dissassemble (nooo dissassemble Johnny 5!) the entire sandwich, scrape off every drop of the gunk, and put it back together.
And ew...sour cream & onion potato chips taste like crispy flakes of ass. No wonder I ditched this flavor when I was a kid.
Bored enough that I decided to enter my current video into the site, months before I intend to premiere it. I'm gonna take Heaven and Film down this week and put up two other older videos.
<bobs head to B'z>
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