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Maybe I should feel bad....
2003-04-28 23:46:35
but I'm sorry to say I really don't. UncleMilo is smart, and makes good points on occasion, but he is SUCH A FUCKING ASS. He can't see how to work with people due to the thick clouds of smug, far-left elitism emanating from his head.
My original post in the (current) GOTF thread was meant to be a parody. What's sad is just how accurate it seemed to be. UncleMilo is like an automaton or something - he just rehashes the same old shit in the same old tired "radically angsty" tone.
Anyhow, my reply to his crap was a release, and it felt GOOD.
So yeah, time to drop the subject, and see if he's written about me in his journal.
Today's coded message:
PATLABOR SHARPIE ARAMARK FUCK SHIT WORK SUCKS
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More bitching....
2003-04-27 21:49:27
I hate Sunday. It's a day off, but there's never anything to do, and the day after it is Monday, meaning the beginning of another work week.
Anyhow, I've sat around all day, getting depressively more bored as the hours march on. Finally, around 5:30 or so, me and klinky go to the Arby's to get something to eat. We get home, find out the fucker who handed us our order didn't include ANY sauce. Stupid fuck, we should've gone back and bitched out his minimum wage ass...
So now I'm back here on a boring Sunday. I feel like sleeping, and there's still light out.
*sigh*
Today's coded message:
DOG DOG FART SHIT FUCK -
Today was a good day....
2003-04-25 22:58:19
After getting off of the usual 7 to 2 grind at work, me and klinky went out driving. I wanted to stop by Big 5 and look at the rifles, but they were too expensive when I called. Sadness.
So we go to the local Mega Super Ultra Uber Mart, since klinky is dead set on buying those limited edition Dark Chocolate Kit Kats. He ended up buying two cases worth. I think he's sick in the head, but whatever...
Saw a bunch of antique cars on our way back home. It was pretty cool, there must be a show in town or something. We were cranking the Xtort album by KMFDM.
All in all, things were pretty damn swell today.
Today's encoded message:
SHIT PISS FUCK FUCK BINGO.
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It's hard to type when your hands are sore and chafed....
2003-04-24 00:39:52
God fucking damn. It's been over 6 months since I've written anything here.
No time like the present, I guess. Anyhow, between then and now, I've gotten a job, signed up to enter Job Corps, and purchased TWO cars (one of which was maliciously towed off by an angry Korean man. I miss you, buddy!) :( . I've also tried for my license (and failed. Try, try, try again).
So things are going pretty good.
I guess.
I'm tired of my job. Wake up, physically fatigue myself for 7 hours, swallow other people's bullshit, and then go home dirty and depressed. For what?
$7.75 an hour and getting nowhere.
To top things off, klinky's unemployment is up for review, which means he may not get anymore. Hopefully he can get an extension...because I have no idea what we will do otherwise.
Sigh. Maybe tomorrow will be better.
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Pre September 11th wackiness...
2002-09-10 07:22:31
As some folks may know, I am something of a regular poster at <a href="http://www.fark.com">FARK.com</a>. It's a pretty diverse site, stoners, liberals, gay folkels, socialists, conservatives, Aussies, military personnel, all these people and more post there. Things can get heated, harsh words can be spoken, but it is all part of passionate Internet debate. There are, however, the cretins of the site who pop up from time to time to cause problems. Such a cretin is one poster called <a href="http://cgi.fark.com/cgi/fark/users.pl?login=kennyc">Kennyc</a>, who pops occasionally to mock the US from New Zealand. His favorite pastime as of late, it seems, is to mock the whole WTC incident. Blah blah blah, wrong to do, etcetera. It's probably all an act, but there are some jokes that go too far. Anyhow, we tangle back and forth, and then I write this:
"I think I have you figured out. You are viewing the towers as phallic symbols. In your mind, they represent some of the genitalia of America. Since New Zealand does not have towers the size of the World Trade Center buildings, you have a size envy problem that is phallic in nature, and causes you insecurity regarding your "country", and in effect, yourself. So to see the major phallic symbols of America collapse, symbolizing impotence and erection failure, makes you happy, since you feel your "country"'s national identity is less threatened and has less competition in the global building as penis metaphor size contest. Since your "country" is less threatened, you feel a minor euphoric joy that you are possibly not so small yourself. And yet you forget, or refuse to consciously acknowledge that there is no building in New Zealand that equals the remaining tall skyscrapers in America. This irks you still, since you view the world through the lens tinted with the influence of the phallus. Thus you deny and try to bury your insecurity and discomfort by lashing out, hoping to seek validation that yes, your "country", and hence you, do have testicles and a penis of respectable length and width. Since you know that, at least for New Zealand, this is not the case, you feel it is necessary to try to "prove who is the big man with the large penis" to those who you view with anger and jealousy, namely, the average American, and perhaps the average Australian, out of landmass size envy with an overlayer of phallic insecurity. Yet, since you cannot do this in person, due to fear of social repercussions or financial limitations, you seek the anonymity of the Internet, where you can engage in ego masturbation safely, anonymously, and as much as you like. You sir, seem like a person with much insecurity, who needs to seek help. To have an overriding obsession with phalluses and phallic symbols is a bad thing, that will plunge you into the depths of neurotic dementia, and I strongly encourage you to seek out help with this disorder, for your sake and sanity. YOUR PENIS IS PROBABLY OF A RESPECTABLE SIZE. NO ONE CARES IF IT ISN'T! YOU HAVE NOTHING TO PROVE TO ANYONE!"
So far he hasn't responded, but if it's good I'll post back. And too think I have read pretty much diddly about psychology and psychiatry in my life.
In other news, job search is chugging along, chugging along. I have high hopes of good news, however.
Later, the three people who will probably read this.
JOURNAL: kthulhu (Mark H.)
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