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Now... let's talk about how I get back home.
2004-04-29 02:04:49
http://www.animemusicvideos.org/members/members_videoinfo.php?v=37695
New video! Get now! Before all gone! Oh no! Godzilla! -
Rubyeye
2004-04-23 04:30:19
All of the minds of the world are corrupt due to poor taste in music? That's bad logic.
I agree with you on your front concept of men (being primarily controlled by their hormones), except for this: not all guys are like that. Some are actually civilized. You can't deny that there are some men out there who are sensitive, because that would be denying truth.
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A funny thing happened on the way to the ORG forum
2004-04-18 04:48:16
Less than a week until SakuraCon. Looks as though I'm coming to Seattle with a war scar; and when I say war I mean work. Work is hell. War is hell. Balance rocks.
I work at Red Robin. I'm a busser. I clean tables, I fill up the ice bins and keep the glass racks full. Basically, I'm one of the restaurant's gopher boys. Tonight at one point, I was putting a dirty glass into the glass rack and was close to a wall at the time (it was an awkward angle for me to put the glass into the rack because about two or three other people were trying to put away their dirty dishes and glasses). One, two, or three of the following things happened:
1) I'm too strong for my own good
2) The wall is harder than it looks
3) The glass is more fragile than it looks
Either of or a combination of which, the glass broke and my hand had a swell color of natural red on it. Yeah.
I cried. I admit it. I cried. BUT, for different reasons than just pain. The pain of the glass was oddly refreshing, much to my surprise... Anywho, I cried because I made a fool of myself. I had a few moments of loathing in self-pity. Lately I've felt like I've been going slowly and not really keeping my worth at the restaurant. SO I've been trying to go faster and, in a way, prove to myself that my efforts are up to par at least or possibly even exceeding what's expected. Tonight, I pretty much made a fool of myself and in front of my friends. Obviously, I stopped thinking like this after getting over myself and stopped my moment of loathing in self-pity. In other words, it's all good.
Two hours later, one hospital trip, a few shots of some fancy worded juice that made my fingers numb, two stitches, and too much damn sitting around waiting, I was back to the restaurant to figure out my schedule. I can't wash the hand that was cut for three days, so I got my Monday and Tuesday schedules given to a co-worker/amigo of mine, while I got his Thursday shift, and got to keep my original Wednesday shift. All in all, it's fine. I still get to work two days this week, compared to my original three. Three-day weekend besides school on Tuesday. Woot. :P -
An entry relevant to my life? BLASPHEMY
2004-04-13 05:15:06
Two weeks until SakuraCon. I'm so pumped up for this. I keep thinking something will go wrong, and that's really got to stop. I think my alarm clock's going to break or something and I'll sleep in after my bus leaves, or because I'm missing Saturday's class that week I'll get too far behind in assignments. BAH. However, my dad always told me to pray for the best, prepare for the worst. It's great advice and I really should listen to what he has to say and what he has said to me in the past. He's a great man and I truly admire him.
... I really went off topic with that one, lemme try again
I told my manager that I'm going to be off the weekend of SakuraCon.
I have my bus ticket, I got it a week or so ago from the station.
I have enough spare cash for food on the trip.
I'm going to make myself work on Saturday's assignment beforehand.
Everything looks pretty taken care of, so I really have nothing to worry about, to be honest with myself.
Btw, I just got a new Cowboy Bebop cardboard poster. Spike's never looked swankier, and Faye's never looked hotter. :O
A little less than a week ago, I discovered the beauty of energy drinks. A 16 oz can of Rockstar kept me up all the way through an ass-boring three-hour lecture about GUI applications and programming, when I had just gotten five hours of sleep. It's odd; about a year and a half back when I was in Georgia for my grandmother's funeral I had a can of Red Bull and then fell asleep in the car not long after when we had to drive somewhere that was a few hours away.
Anywho...
This is the best smiley in the world
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2 Hours of Sleep, ladies and gentlemen
2004-04-11 00:59:13
brain frat up in day, phone calls happened with minutes thought wanted and were really FRAUPDED. no thinkee happen.
BEES!!!!!!!!!!!!!1111111111111111111111111111
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