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Monday, September 1st, 2008
2:19 pm	My new persona. I've chosen to create for myself a brand new persona. From this day forth I am arrogant and self-centered. I'm pretty sure that everything I do is just about the most amazing thing that anyone could ever do, in fact, could ever possibly do. And not just the specific things I do, the art or the writing or the music. I mean everything I do. The way I answer the phone, the way I walk to the grocery store, the way I handle myself while speaking to people on the subway. I am unimaginably interesting and every story I tell, every tedious facet from my life, is a nugget of pure creativity. I figure if I act this way for long enough, eventually self-loathing, self-doubting, depressed, demented, disturbed and, above all, damaged individuals will flock to me. They will see my self-love and, needing a god, will take up that pathetic banner for themselves and convince themselves that they love me as much as I love myself. And certainly, that will be far, far more than they love themselves. Now and again I will look down and bless my followers. I will make them feel as if I care for them as much as I care for myself. This will be a lie, of course. Nothing will matter to me as much as me. And every single one of my coterie of 'friends' will be easily replaceable with yet another ugly, attention starved, ragged child. The internet is full of them, after all. I will be a god and every LJ entry I write will be scripture. I figure that to make this dream come true I just need $4.11. So, hey, become a sponsor of my new persona, and I'll pretend to like you. (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Friday, August 29th, 2008
9:04 pm	Oh, neat. Hey, look. I got a job. Neat. Pays better than my old job, not including a yearly bonus which beats the shit out of my old job's laughable bonus program. Better benefits. No longer reliant on sales. More opportunity to make my own way. Much better location. Blar blar blar. Now I just hope they don't do internet blocking and I'll be set. Ten fucking months, people. Ten months. Today was my last day of this ten month unpaid vacation. Thank Christ. 'Course this means I won't get a real vacation for more than a year. Maybe if we can get ahead in the next six months (I'm gonna get fuuuucked on taxes cos of the way unemployment works) I might be able to convince keelie to take me for the birthday Vegas-cation I was robbed of last year. 31st in Vegas isn't quite as sweet as a 30th in Vegas, but it's not like I was gonna be hitting the strip and plugging hookers either way. It strikes me that my mom recently mentioned that she used to read ectopic_steve's LJ until it depressed her. That's kind of scary. I hope she doesn't read mine. Mom? I never plug hookers. Seriously. Anyway, not getting a real vacation for 18 months or so means I need a really good calendar. This me, with my priorities straight. As the current dream vacation in the Bahimiron houshold is a month in China, I've got my eyes set on one. Unfortunately, it's only available on B&N and none of 'em around here seem to have it. Bastards. Fuck, I just meant to post 'I got a job', not get into some truly boring minutiae. Sorry. Edit: LJ should be more like a wiki. I shouldn't have to click more than one thing to edit a goddam post. Is there a wikijournal out there somewhere? There probably is. But it ain't at wikijournal.com. (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Wednesday, August 13th, 2008
8:22 pm	It's a MUX! Just in case you don't read keelie's LJ... I run a game called Devilshire. It's a Buffy MUX. Or rather, it's the Buffy MUX. It's not perfect. I inherited a lot of stuff from staff both lazy and crazy. I'm doing the best with what I've got, though. keelie is my sidekick and zou is my girl Friday. We had some problematic players in the past, but by our refusal to cater to their vile perversions they've chosen to leave the game. As such, the game is almost entirely ham free. I'm almost tempted to advertise on WORA with 'Devilshire: It's the Buffy MUX. 99% Ham free.' For more info on the game, check out our wiki which has pretty much all of our news files. In fact it's more up to date than our news files usually are just cos it's so damn convenient to update. The theme is basically Buffy meets Lovecraft in a small New England town that is (for now) basically Ipswich, MA. We're seriously considering changing it up a little so it's more Gloucester, MA. But if you don't actually live in New England, none of that means anything to you at all, does it?! I'll be honest, since I've taken over I've tried to excise some of the sillier aspects of the Buffyverse and make a more consolidated meta-theme. It's likely not something most people will ever encounter, but I think the hell out of thoughts. I'm Thousand Truths there. We inherited the 'sword theme' for staff names. If I had my way our staff theme would be 'terrible MUSH gods'. keelie would be Calmwater and I would be Doctor Teeth. OH SNAP! The wiki's got our setting as well as our current character list and our census. You can also visit our forum which has an assload of RP scenes posted to it, as well as logs of the game's plots, both player and staff run. We've got a heavy 'staff exists to run plots for players' emphasis, with PGMs (which is short for Players Who Run Plots For Other Players, Dogg) giving backup and providing subplots and one-shot scenes. This is longer than I really meant it to be. If you want to stop by, direct your MUSH client to devilshire.org 4500 In the interests of disclosure, here are my characters. (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Saturday, November 10th, 2007
11:38 pm	Non-awesomeness and super awesomeness. The non out of the way first. Last Wednesday my boss was coming in to work so I shaved and wore the proper company outfit and everything so he'd know that I run a tight ship. He then told me that I'd done a hell of a job for the company over the past two years and had really turned my branch around, so he was really sorry to say that the company had decided to eliminate my position and let me go. Not so sorry they didn't do it, though. So I'm back in the hunt for a job. I'm accepting that I'm likely going to lose some money, but I just need to get back to work. I've been at home for longer than I have in years. Fortunately, I've kept busy enough with doing some chores around the place and running the res in the mornings. Still, if I don't start getting callbacks soon, cabin fever will set in. In awesomeness, I went and saw keelie in her opening night performance of The Crucible. Most of the cast was pretty good, a couple of them were bad, and Hale and John Proctor were standouts. I'd seen the guy playing Proctor before in Salem Theatre Company's run of Macbeth, so I know he was good. However, as Mary Warren, keelie absolutely stole the show. Whenever she was on stage, she was owning her character. I'd seen her play some bit parts and I'd seen her in some secondary roles, but I'd never gotten to see her in as major a role as Mary Warren, so I'd never really gotten to see her rule the stage. She did. I knew she could act, but even so I was floored. Mary Warren was terrified and uppity and confused and miserable and terrified again and finally stark raving mad and at no point did I doubt the emotions. There were times that I forgot it was my girlfriend up on that stage and found myself feeling sorry for this poor, scared girl. She was amazing. Unlike Macbeth, I'm actually looking forward to seeing it again before the run is done. (Comment on this)
Monday, July 16th, 2007
2:43 pm	I have no idea. You paged Laurie with 'Everyone you know is made of meat!' You paged Laurie with 'AND CAME OUT OF A VAGINA!' Laurie pages: I think we should all celebrate our similarities! You paged Laurie with 'Everyone, whether man or woman, black or white, gay or straight, Christian, Muslim, atheist or Jew, came out of a vagina.' Laurie pages: That's beautiful. You paged Laurie with 'And if you cooked them, they could be eaten.' You paged Laurie with 'Did that ruin it?' Laurie pages: No, man. No. You paged Laurie with 'Actually, I just realized that I didn't come out of a vagina. I was a Caesarian.' You paged Laurie with 'You could still cook me up and serve me with mashed potatoes and corn, though. That'd be good.' You paged Laurie with 'Now I'm hungry.' (Comment on this)
Sunday, July 1st, 2007
12:28 pm	so much pain Let's just get this out of the way. 294 steps? Not a good thing. The signs warn you. They will warn you! YOU MUST PAY ATTENTION TO THE SIGNS! So yesterday we did the Freedom Trail here in Boston. We started at the USS Constitution, which is an old-ass ship that apparently has had every part in it replaced so it's really technically like ten days old. After that we went to the Bunker Hill memorial. In the Bunker Hill memorial you are cramped into a tiny little area with a circular staircase that starts on the ground and leads you deep into the heart of Hell. There's a point when demons are crawling out of the wall and taunting you, the great Beast cackling as he slowly consumes your soul. Then you get to the top and there's a pretty good breeze and you sit down and watch everyone else come up, looking like they've just been in the shit. Then you have to walk back down. So after that, we still had to do like a million more miles on the goddam Freedom Trail. There was just a lot more FREEDOM to take in, you know. As it turned out, a lot of the freedom on the freedom trail involved going up hills. I've lived in Boston for going on three years and I recognize that it's a very hilly place. However, I donno how the people who designed the Freedom Trail managed it, but I think it's all up hills. Yeah, I recognize that these early Americans died for our freedoms, but did they have to be such assholes about it? So we saw the church where they hung the lanterns for Paul Revere's ride. The lanterns are still there. That's just a little stupid. I mean, I get it. It's for the tourists to salute while wearing their crying American bald eagle shirts and say something like "If only we'd had lanterns tuh warn us that thuh terrorists would be comin' by AIR!" I get it. It's still a little dumb. We also saw Paul Revere's house. This was after telling some tourists some very, very wrong directions to that same house. I like to think that they found someplace even more awesome. Like they went down Public Alley 122, opened up the back door to a mysterious old Chinese shop and ended up in Narnia. We saw the old State House and saw Nathan Fillion juggling. That dude has come down so far since all of his shows got canceled. I felt so bad for him that I gave him a nickel. I hope he does not use it to buy beer and meth so as to forget the bad times. Eventually we made it to the end of the trail and went to see a movie at the AMC on the Commons, which is basically the only theater we go to now. We used to like the AMC at Landmark near Fenway, but AMC sold it off to Regal and now it's kind of like going to see a movie in a dump. Last movie we went to see there was interrupted by rats nibbling at our toes. I came away less three toes, people. Fuck Regal. Anyway, we saw Live Free or Die Hard. The movie was awesome with a load of great over-the-top action scenes, though there was one in there that was a bit more over-the-top than necessary and actually had me wondering if we were supposed to think that Det John McLane was suicidal. Also, there was some questionable editing, but shit, I guess it makes me a douche for even noticing that. After two hours of sitting, we then pushed ourselves to our feast and realized how stupid it was to stop walking in any place other than the place we would be sleeping. Still, we managed to stiffly walk our way down Newbury Street, head down to Kenmore and take the t home. Where we both died. Cos we're wusses. So I'm writing this post from the afterlife. It's cool. They've got frappuccinos here. (Comment on this)
Wednesday, May 23rd, 2007
1:18 pm	Agents are ... GO! Sharing just because I can. Just beat Jumpin' Jack Flash on Sweatin'. I deserve a fuckin' t-shirt. (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Monday, April 2nd, 2007
9:31 am	Great idea or the greatest idea? Ekchuah: We should do Bible MUSH. You, me, and someone else can play Shadrach, Meschach, and Abendego. As super-heroes. BIBLICAL super-heroes. me: That's almost a good idea. Ekchuah: :< me: No, I mean... you're kidding, but there's a seed of awesome. HistoryMUSH. Ekchuah: Oh. Haha. me: Which is a mishmash of shittily misunderstood history. Set in Rome. Ekchuah: Just an insane clusterfuck of -- yeah. Kind of PI, but set in Rome. me: But with a totally ignorant view of how shit owkrs. Ekchuah: Oh, that too. me: It's set in Rome and FCs include Hercules, The Dude From 300, Caesar, Cleopatra, Jesus and George Washington. Ekchuah: My idea involved Future Abe Lincoln fighting werewolf John Wilkes Booth in the colosseium. Hahaha CAN I PLAY XENA. me: Big XP for 'key scenes' where like George Washington crosses the Rubicon and declares, "I cannot cast a die!" I just made myself laugh v/ hard. A little poop came out. Ekchuah: Hahahahahaha There are MUSH ideas I really like still. me: Historical superheroes. Damn, that's so dumb we should write a d20 suppliment. (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Saturday, February 3rd, 2007
3:26 pm	Happy birthday to me! Okay, so the birthday isn't 'til Tuesday. keelie has been desperately trying to avoid telling me what my big gift is for several days now. Well, it's getting close enough as it is, so I finally demanded she tell me, so she could get it off her chest. I'M GOING TO DISNEY WORLD! WOOOOOOOOOO!!!! (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Monday, January 8th, 2007
9:19 am	Offending my mom. Getting sassy with my mom probably isn't the wisest thing to do a month before my birthday, but there was no way I could possibly resist myself. I love the woman. I do. I've always had a very good relationship with my mom. However, she constantly, as I imagine many moms do, sends me emails with cute internet shit in them. Sometimes they're chain letters about walking with Jesus on a beach but I only see one set of footprints, and that's because JESUS HAS BEEN CARRYING ME THE WHOLE WAY YOU THINK I WOULDA FUCKIN NOTICED THAT BUT HELLS NO APPARENTLY I AM AN INOBSERVANT FUCK! or whatever meme was popular roughly three years ago. Today she sent me the 1895 quiz. I'm sure most of you have seen it before. It's this dipshit list of questions that were required to pass the 8th grade back in 1895. They are unbelievably difficult and your average high schooler could, in no way shape or form, pass this quiz today. Of course, your average 40 year old couldn't either. Or your average 60 year old. Or even someone who was a kid back in 1895. (Your average 115 year old?) This is because, as everyone knows, the quiz is fabricated nonsense. ( For those who may not have ever seen this particular meme, here's the quiz. Feel free to try it! If you pass, perhaps you should look into being a beet farmer in early 1900s because you've clearly found your calling. ) Did you get all that? Funny that it comes from Salina, KS. We can't be bothered to teach evolution, but you'd better know of what use are oceans, motherfucker! AND YOUR ANSWER BETTER NOT INCLUDE IT BEING THE SOURCE OF ALL LIFE BECAUSE I AINT NO KIN TO THE MONKEY AND THE MONKEY AINT NO KIN TO ME! Anyway. Since I'm a shitty, shitty child, I replied to my mom thusly... http://www.snopes.com/language/document/1895exam.htm This one actually kinda bugs me. This quiz doesn't prove that the education system is in decline. It's just that a lot of the information here simply doesn't matter in today's world. Who uses rods or bushels these days? Heck, I doubt even farmers use rods anymore. If these kids from 1895 are so much better educated than kids today, then let me fly back to 1895 and administer the following exam: 1) Explain the uses of an Ethernet cable. Explain why the need for Ethernet cables for household use is in decline. 2) When driving an automobile 55 miles per hour (5913600 rods per fortnight, for the 1895ers in the crowd) how many car lengths should you put between you and the person in front of you? How many meters is that? 3) Explain the importance of the following doctors: Doctor Gregory House, Doctor John Dorian, Doctor McDreamy, Doctor Who, Doctor Leonard McCoy, Doctor Anthony Green, Doctor Donald Westphall. 4) What does a radiator do? Demonstrate your ability to perform routine radiator-related maintenance. 5) How much meat, pre-cooked, do you get on a triple-whopper? 6) Explain the ramifications of the US PATRIOT act. 7) What does the following internet jargon mean: LOL, LMAO, WTF, OMG, IMHO, :), DIAF. 8) What are the three laws of robotics according to Isaac Asimov? What about the three laws of owning a mogwai? 9) Briefly explain who the following people were and give at least one quote from their works: William Shakespeare, William Butler Yeats, William Blake, William Faulkner, Tennessee Williams. 10) If someone says the following to you 'IM IN UR BASE KILLING UR D00DZ' what of the following has occured: 1) A young Korean man has ruined your game. 2) Your cat is using your computer. 3) the call is coming FROM INSIDE THE HOUSE! 4) Whatever you do, listen to Jamie Kennedy. He knows what's going on. 5) all your base are belong to us. (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Tuesday, December 26th, 2006
2:25 pm	Year end review. As the year comes to an end, I realize that I have not, in fact, written a damn thing in this journal for a great many months. There are many reasons for this, the least of which is that I don't actually even check Livejournal anymore. If I keep in touch with you, great. If I do not, oh well. It's like a box filled with stuff that might be sitting in your attic. If you don't know what's in there, you'll never miss it if you just throw it all away. However, I found the box, dusted it off and have decided to open it up for a bit. A lot of big, important things occured to me this year. However, I'm not going to talk about those big and important things at all, cos frankly, I don't much like thinking about them. In August, keelie and I went to see my parents. It was a very nice little trip, though it involved a lot of flying and driving several hours in quick succession for keelie, so she spent most of the trip out there very, very tired. There was an enjoyable party for my parents' twelve billionth anniversary and we saw some of the early evidence of my nephew's love of BB tag. Later in the year he and his step-brother would shoot eachother in the face with BB guns while on break at work and he would lose vision in his right eye, but hey, that's life in the middle of Kansas, I guess. (More recently my nephew, Zach, lost most of his little finger. That was job, related though. He works on an oil rig and makes around $65k a year, but few people really keep all their fingers and toes past the first year.) I would spend the rest of the trip with my good friend, ectopic_steve, but due to some of his work scheduling we wouldn't get to hang out quite as much as I might have liked. Still, he introduced me to Aqua Teen Hunger Force and I spent a lot of time watching that, then brought it home for keelie to injest. We are both now big fans. The fall months would bring many exciting changes to my life. For instance, Studio 60 on the Sunset strip is now a favorite show of mine. Also, Kari Byron of Mythbusters did a sexy photo spread in a gentlemen's magazine. I have not purchased it, but just knowing this fact makes my life seem a little bit better. Also, we started watching the new Doctor Who, which is quite enjoyable. At one point, I also got a new laptop and started playing the WoW again. That might have been mentioned in another LJ entry, but it deserves another mention. In September, keelie and I would make our second big trip to Walt Disney World in Florida. I love that place. I really do. This time we decided to be a bit more extravegant than the last time. We ate at the only 5 star restaurant in central Florida, Victoria and Alberts, situated right in WDW's premiere resort, the Grand Floridian. Though we got smashed enough on overserved wine that I barely remember our dinner, I would call it delicious and well-worth the money. Unfortunately, despite all the little perks, the dining plan, the tours we took, the massage treatment keelie got, the trip itself wasn't quite as good as our first. keelie was sick during the first half of it, and we felt very rushed throughout the whole thing. On the one hand I think we should take a WDW break, but on the other hand I want to head back there and do it for two weeks this time, just so we can take our time, relax and do it right. Spending an entire day relaxing at someplace like Typhoon Lagoon or Blizzard Beach without having to worry that you could be at one of the major parks, riding a ride or seeing a show. That'd be nice. Right around this time keelie got into another production of the Salem Theatre Company's. Notice the British spelling of 'theatre'. Not an affectation on my part, folks. The dude who runs it is just that fancy-pants. Anyway, she was cast as a killer and a witch, which are roles that suit her well. Over the next few months I got to know Salem very, very, very well. First in that as we got into October, I was finding fewer and fewer places to park, since Salem is all about being Halloween-town. Then because as she started going more and more often and for longer, it just became fucking dull to hang out at the same places every night. So I got to know the North Shore Mall and the Liberty Tree Mall quite intimately. (North Shore- boring. All women's clothing stores. Liberty Tree- skanktastic. Has an actual pet store with dogs in it, though. You don't see those a lot any more.) It was all worth it, though. I got to see keelie in Macbeth twice, and both times she was the queen of the witches. The show was definitely an unconvential production, but when it was done well, it all really paid off. Unfortunately, one of the witches didn't seem to understand how the effect in which she was participating was supposed to work, so some bits weren't quite as good as others. keelie, as would be expected, was quite awesome. Not only did she give her lines with aplomb (despite lackluster direction on how she should read her part) but she actually had a chance (as I'm sure you've read in HER journal) to actually save the whole play one night. I never did see my cut of the money she was paid. Driving her home all those nights cost me $3 a trip! Stupid bridge. Speaking of the bridge, just a few weeks ago while driving over the Tobin out of Boston (the lower road) my car ran out of gas. It would seem that my meter was giving me a bad reading, though to be entirely honest I knew I was getting close to my maximum range. So I pulled over on the bridge, got out and looked forward and backward. Forward was a long trip over the bridge, a walk down into Chelsea and hopefully a gas station. Back was a tunnel, a twist and I-93. So forward was the best and only way. A few things. Walking along the bridge? Not the carefree fun you might expect. First of all, it has no real shoulder. There's a raised area that's about a foot and a half wide, but you're hugging the railing or getting hit by passing cars. Every time there's a sign (and they're bigger than they look from your car) you're ducking out of the way and having to step into traffic to get by. There's also the noise. Lots and lots of noise. And exhaust! But best of all is the way the whole bridge shakes like mad whenever a truck goes past. I felt like I was one of those guys in the video where the bridge starts flailing around and then falls over. After about ten minutes of careful walking, with people blasting their horns at me as they passed and being just a few inches away from death via rapid application of Mystic River, a city bus pulled over. The driver opened the door, then leaned over in his seat and began screaming 'ARE YOU GONNA JUMP?! ARE YOU GONNA JUMP?!'. I honestly couldn't tell if he was hopeful or not, but at that moment I started seriously considering it. When he said 'DON'T JUMP! DON'T DO IT! DON'T JUMP!' I realized that, hey, maybe he's right and I've got lots to live for. So he gave me a free ride over the rest of the bridge, but called my car into the state police. When I got to the other side, he let me out and I walked down to the Mass Highway building. While in there, trying to explain to the guy behind the desk what was happening, I heard radio communication between state troopers and their dispatchers. Hey, a car had been dispatched to my vehicle! And according to the radio, a 'wrecker' was on the way. 'Wrek-gar?' I thought to myself. 'They're sending Eric Idle to tow my car?' But then I realized that they, in fact, meant a WRECKER! That's WAY worse! Even better, the person on the phone used the phrase 'stalled car on the bridge, should we consider this a possible terrorist threat?'. So I hurried the guy through the process of assigning me someone to take me to my car. The fellow who drive me back up onto the Tobin was very nice. He said I shouldn't feel too bad about running out of gas. Cops forget to refill at their depots all the time, so they always end up having to go out and rescue state troopers on the highway. Also, they're always going to help truckers who run out of gas, and when an 18-wheeler runs out, they have to completely rebuild the engine because the gas can't self-prime. That made me feel better! He also let me in on a secret (one I shall share here for my MA area friends) that they will soon be upping the tolls on the Tobin. YOU DIDN'T HEAR IT FROM ME! (Since it's 3 bucks at the Tobin and at the airport, it's a safe bet that the airport's gonna get a bump, too. Fuckin' Boston.) When I got up to my car, it turned out that a wrecker was just one of those things with the big blinky lights on them telling people to go around. Not nearly as bad as I'd thought. I walked back to my car, doublechecked that everything was okay, then walked back to the cop that was sitting there. That's when the 20 minute lecture began. Apparently, yes, any car stopped on the bridge? Seriously considered a potential terrorist threat. In fact, had my car run out of gas IN the tunnel? They would have just called the bomb squad out. Which makes me feel good. As it was, the guy asked me permission to give my car a once over, which I was fine with. After he was done, the guy in the wrecker gave me a gallon of gas and I left, with a fun, terrible story to tell my friends and family. More recently, of course, there was Christmas. A few months ago I told keelie that what I wanted for Christmas was an XBox 360. She looked into it and told me that they were too much and to tell her something else. So I went through a few other things that I'd accept, but I always pretty much wanted a 360. A Wii would be nice, but nearly impossible to obtain. A slingbox would be a fun toy, but I don't really know how much use I'd get out of it. So I pretty much left it for her to decide, though now and again I would jokingly comment 'but I sure will be disappointed if there's no XBox 360 under that tree', which would lead her to glower at me for trying to hurt her feelings for lamenting a gift I'd never get. A few nights before Christmas I made a referece to the Aqua Teens and she commented off-handedly 'well, I hope you still like them' or something to that effect. I said 'oh, is that what you got me?' and she shot me a nasty look and said 'shut up'. Then she got all mad at me for having guessed the gift I'd be getting and wouldn't talk to me about it for two days. Christmas day rolls around? XBox 360. She had me so damn fooled. She really did. I honestly had no idea that that was what she was actually getting me. I was pleased as hell and when we went home, after seeing Pirates 2, I hooked it right up and started playing Gears of War. Great game. Still getting used to the strafing, though. Not your standard FPS fare. Viva Pinata, however, is not your standard anything fare. Go read some of conditormalorum's posts on the subject. To sum it up, you create a garden to get living pinatas to come and live with you, then you utilize these pinatas in whatever brutal way you need to fullfil your personal desires. You can sell them into horrible white slavery, feed them to one another, participate in brutal pinata on pinata combat, feed them date-rape drugs and send them off to screw their own offspring and more. Jeff Green of GFW Magazine commented 'it sometimes feels like to be successful in this game, you need to set up little pinata concentration camps'. He was not wrong. Heil pinata! As for the rest of Christmas, I got keelie an assload of her favorite Pfaltzgraff place-settings, as well as the new Sims 2 expansion for the Mac and a new set of pajamas from Eddie Bauer. We got her closer sister a pair of boots and a couple of gift cards, her further sister a new iPod, her mother a nice computer and new outfits for every baby member of my family. In turn we got lots of books and DVDs, lots of cookware and cutlery and a new litter box. keelie probably has a more complete list. At the end of the day, it was a very nice Christmas. Stockings were made for the cats. Baxter, keelie's mom's doggie, was given his own stocking packed with toys and chew bones. Robots sent by the aramada of the Robotoid Armies did not attack Brookline, bringing us under the stainless steel submission of the Robotoid Alliance as I had expected. We watched plenty of Torchwood and are almost caught up. Now we just have to catch up on Dexter. I look forward to the New Year, because it's another day off. Maybe there will be even bigger and better things around the corner. I hope everyone else had a good Christmas and has an excellent New Year, and I will see you all next time I climb into the attic and go looking for dusty old boxes. Current Mood: satisfied (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Monday, July 24th, 2006
8:32 am	Best weekend evar?! So on Saturday morning keelie was going to take me to George's Island for a little pic-a-nic basketing. We woke up and she was all stressing about whether or not we'd make it there on time. We did a lot of very fast walking to the T at Brookline Hills and a lot of very fast running at the Gub'ment Center T stop to the ugliest trains in the world, the Blue Line and then up the escalators at the Aquarium. Throughout this entire trip she kept saying, "We're going to miss it by like three minutes." or "We're going to miss it by like ten minutes." or "WE SHOULD JUST TURN AROUND! OH WAILY WAILY WOE IS ME!" and then making all emo with the razors and her wrists. Fortunately we got there with like fifteen minutes to spare. Which is when it turned out that the trip to George's Island was in fact a surprise whalewatching trip for me! Hooray! I'd never seen a whale (numerous obvious jokes going unsaid) and I'd told her so, so keelie felt it was her Masshole duty to get me on a boat, out to sea and to see a whale. I've never been on a boat in open waters before, so I really had no clue if I was apt to get seasick. And given that Saturday it was raining and windy all day and out past the harbor they had predicted 4-6 foot waters, I suppose that it was the best test ever. Fortunately, aside from the head-cold I'd been suffering from for the past two days, I was just fine. Lemme just say the obvious. Whales are frickin' HUGE. I mean, you might have seen a Discovery channel show or something and thought 'man, whales are probably pretty big', but until you've seen them dwarfing the enormous boat you're tooling around on, you really have no concept. These things were gigantic and gorgeous. We saw one at first and then nothing else for the longest time. keelie was getting pretty disappointed, but then the boat captain got a call that another boat had seen some whales, so we zoomed over to where they were and sure enough, there were at least five of 'em there, playing around and splashing about. It was just amazing. I have to note that the weather was probably not ideal. It was overcast and foggy, so once we got maybe ten minutes out from the dock, you couldn't even see Boston anymore. On the way out, we couldn't see any of the islands or the bay's many peninsulae with the exception of some of Logan's lights. And much beyond the harbor, it was just us existing in a universe that ended about a hundred feet away in a shroud of fog. Kinda Stephen King-esque. Admittedly, the spook-factor was shot to hell by A) the blast of the fog horn every five minutes and B) the twelve thousand billion children running around the boat screaming at one another. I loved it though, and I'm happy as hell that we went. After the whale watch, we hit the Aquarium. I'd only ever done a couple of aquariums before in my life. The amazing Shedd Aquarium in Chicago and the Living Seas at Walt Disney World, which might not really count to some, but which is one of America's biggest aquariums, so it's gotta count for something. I enjoyed it. There was definitely a hoopty 70s quality about the place, and it, of course, smelled a lot like fish, but it was still kind of neat. Not something to visit more than once in a blue moon, but still pretty cool. Except for the jellyfish exhibit. Jellyfish are horrible creatures that are Not Meant To Be. A while back keelie and I saw a Discovery channel special about jellyfish. They're unholy monstrocities from the depths that are utterly inaccessible to the human psyche. Godless bringers of death and pain and horror. I mean, fuck you, jellyfish. Just fuck you. Why do jellyfish have to be that way? :( ... After the aquarium, we hit Fenway for a little Pirates 2 action. I liked it! It was kinda slow to get going, but when it got going, it got really going. Very enjoyable. A couple of references to the original Pirates ride and a scene-to-scene reference to the second Monkey Island game which was so awesome I nearly jumped up and cheered. Oh, and there's the surprise twist at the end, which had keelie nearly dancing out of the theatre. In such high spirits were we that we stopped off at Staples and bought a brand new router. A router that, unless it gets its act together pretty quickly, is going to be taken back. Laggy damn thing. At least the old one just dropped us constantly and had zero security! The new one is just slow as hell. Stupid LinkSys. When we got home, we spent the rest of the evening with our new hobby. I notice that, oddly enough, keelie hasn't mentioned her favorite new game in her LiveJournal. I wonder why that is. I really wonder why keelie has yet to mention how much she loves her new favorite computer game in her LJ. Hmm. OH WELL! WE PLAY LOTS OF WORLD OF WARCRAFT! Hahaha! If you see Isabellez on the Garona server, /w her with lots of HAHAHAHAHA! Then buff her and give her a gold for EZ cybers. On Sunday we did basically nothing. Nothing that culminated with keelie making her now world famous chicken 'n' dumplings. Good God, they're delicious. Tragically, there wasn't enough for me to bring some for lunch today, given that we ate them all, due to their deliciousocity. And that's that. Two more weeks 'til KC. Seven weeks 'til Disney. Good times are comin'. (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Thursday, June 15th, 2006
11:23 pm	L@@K!!!! My laptop is dying. A few months ago I somehow managed to crack the housing on the left side and now the stress of that and the unit's internal heat (which has been a problem since I got the wireless card put in) are combining to put enough stress on the video card that it is shorting out. Just a few days ago the problem was minor and just meant I couldn't move the keyboard. At this point, I pretty much can't type without getting glitches on my screen with each keypunch. I've got no real reason to believe that my computer, who has served me so well for the past four (maybe 5!) years is likely to live out the summer, if even the month. So you could help make up the difference between me getting the replacement computer of my dreams or second best! Buy my crap! I'm selling a bunch of DVDs on eBay. Lots of them might be of zero interest to you, but hey, maybe there's something worthwhile in there. http://search.ebay.com/_W0QQfgtpZ1QQfrppZ25QQsassZbahimiron Ignore the overly exuberant descriptives. I'm tired. (Comment on this)
Saturday, May 13th, 2006
3:53 pm	It's a meme! Okay. So I pick like 15 movies or something and then take famous quotes from them and you try to guess what movie they come from! Hoorayes! And ectopicsteve abuses the Google search engine to finish it off! 1. I will cast you down among the sodomites. You'll think you'd been fucked by a train! Shawshank Redemption ectopicsteve 2. 'Cause if one of those things gets down here then that will be all! And all this, this bullshit that you think is so important, you can just kiss all that goodbye! Aliens atrocity 3. I don't want to play the gender card right now. You want to play a card, let's play the "let's not die" card. Finding Nemo ectopicsteve 4. That thing has a name? Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone turkeygirl 5. "It's not everyday you hear that you're responsible for 3 billion deaths. He took it pretty well." "I feel like I'm gonna throw up." Terminator 2: Judgment Day ectopicsteve 6. Su-per-man! Iron Giant zou 7. I'm always beneath you, but nothing is beneath me! I hereby declare war on peace and happiness! The Incredibles turkeygirl 8. "So tell me sire, do they speak of the beast in Paris?" "Speak of it? They're already singing songs about it." "Instead of singing songs, they should be saying prayers." Brotherhood of the Wolf ectopicsteve 9. Maybe I'm spending too much of my time starting up clubs and putting on plays. I should probably be trying harder to score chicks. Rushmore zou 10. Do not grieve. Soon I shall be one with the matrix. Transformers: the Movie flusterbunny 11. Oh no no no, dead broad off the table! Shrek joiedecombat 12. Dick dick dick dick dick dick dick dick dick! Reservoir Dogs "That's a lot of dick!" ectopicsteve 13. "And I always confuse Monet and Manet. Now which one married his mistress?" "Monet." "Right, and then Manet had syphilis." "They also painted occasionally." Ocean's Eleven joiedecombat 13. "Do you have anything to declare, sir?" "Yeah, don't go to England." Snatch atrocity 14. If you wake up at a different time, in a different place, could you wake up as a different person? Fight Club ectopicsteve 15. I have become the monster you were intended to be. Dark City atrocity (10 Comments |Comment on this)
Friday, April 28th, 2006
8:39 am	Today sucks. The primary system we use where I work appears to have a virus. It's been pretty shitty for the last few days, but whereas it has simply been very slow and difficult to work with since Monday, today it is actively acting like an asshole. Like you'll press a button and rather than doing what the button should make it do, it will instead go to your house and rape your dog. Or say you want to enter an order. Rather than letting you enter an order, it instead spits on your shoes and then punches you right in the ballsack. If you do not have a ballsack, I imagine it would find something else to punch you in. Perhaps the ovaries. Does being punched in the ovaries hurt? I may never know. Either way, this system sucks. Which leads me into inventory. I'm the leader of a three person team. One of those people quit a month ago and the other one broke her shoulder two weeks ago. Then inventory. To be counted, fixed and punched in all by myself. So fun. So ... so very fun. Fortunately, keelie came to the rescue and, altogether unpaid, helped me do some keypunching late into Wednesday evening when it was due. So it got done, thanks to heroes like keelie, Lieutenant Murphy O'Halloran of the Boston Police Department, Captain America and kids like you. Seriously, though, after I we finally got the inventory in, I was all 'Oh keelie, thank you for helping me to see that I could do the inventory without my coworkers!' and she was like 'The magic was inside you all along!' and we laughed and laughed. Speaking of my awesome job, I need help from some of my multilingual readers. I need phonetic translations in Spanish, Mandarin and Cantonese for the following phrases: 1. I am sorry, but I do not speak your language. 2. What is the brand name? 3. Do you have a model number? 4. Do you have a serial number? 5. I really need a model number and a serial number. 6. What is the name of your business? 7. What is the street address? 8. What is the phone number? 9. The souls of your ancestors are the food for a thousand unwashed demons. 10. Have a nice day! Thanks! (4 Comments |Comment on this)
Monday, April 3rd, 2006
11:02 am	Today's Achewood has been printed out and made into the first item of decor for my cubicle. The end! No moral! (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Friday, February 24th, 2006
8:24 am	Les Mis. Saw Les Miserables at the Boston Opera House last night. Very, very good. It started on one good and one bad step. Jean Valjean? Was easily better than any of the Valjeans I've heard on any CD or seen in any video. He had an absolutely amazing voice and did a spectacular job on the solos, but he could also act, which far too many people in musicals don't seem to realize they need to figure out how to do as well as just belting out a popular musical tune. His only downside, and this is not really his fault, is the fact that the dude looked dead on for Silent Bob. In my mind he will always be Silent Valjean, the Mallrat on the run from the law. The bad was that Javert, obviously everyone's favorite, was an understudy and he started out very certain. By The Stars he was pretty much awesome, but both he and Eponine suffered from a similar problem. Both were good on solos, but seemed to misstep on the bits where they were singing out dialog. Still, Javert warmed up quick enough and by the time he killed himself, I was willing to give him a standing ovation. I liked Fantine well enough, despite the fact that I generally dislike the character. keelie absolutely hated her. She was an Asian-American actress. Hm. keelie also hated the Asian girl who plays Eponine on the symphonic record. keelie MUST BE A RACIST! That could explain why she's always killing black people and all of our good sheets have pointy bits on one end. At first I wasn't keen on the guy playing Thenardier. I'm sorta stuck on the creepy, skinny old dude with the gravel voice. Our guy won me over eventually, though. He and the Lady de Tenard were just hilarious. Their expressions and gestures, not to mention a few gags that got stuck in that I'd never seen or heard elsewhere. "Let's not haggle for darling Colette ... er, Cosette!" Along with Grantaire, they kept a pretty miserable story humorous. All of the students were amazing. Enjolras especially. Tragically, Gavroche was awful. keelie insists I'm being too mean, since the kid was like 7. My response is that there HAVE been good seven year old actors playing Gavroche, so there's no reason they couldn't have found one of THOSE. The kid didn't seem to understand his lines and as such he had no grasp of how to sing them so they made sense to the scene. He missed his cues. His timing was terrible! I've never been so happy to see a homeless orphan boy shot to death by French soldiers. Just one more complaint about the performance that I'd've changed if I could. It felt very rushed. Not that it was sloppy or seemed 'last minute', but more that the tempo for every song was just slightly increased. I got the feeling that the producers wanted to squeeze the musical down to under the three hour mark. It lessened the impact of some of the scenes for me. What's worse, they cut out a lot of the little quips that are some of my favorites. Half of the scene with the Pie Guy was nipped, along with a lot of the opening dialog from Master of the House and the interplay between Javert and the students when they take him prisoner. It made me sad. I realize it looks like I've done a lot of complaing, but overall I thought it was a great performance with a great (if small) cast. I'm thoroughly happy I finally got to see it. Now I'll have to let keelie drag me to some small third world country across the sea called 'Eng Land' so we can see it in London. It comes in second on my Musical-O-Meter, right behind Wicked seen last year in New York, NY. (5 Comments |Comment on this)
Thursday, February 9th, 2006
3:12 pm	Yet Another Hideous Memetic Virus. If there is someone on your friends list who makes your world a better place just because they exist and who you would not have met (in real life or not) with out the internet, then post this same sentence in your journal. (Comment on this)
Monday, February 6th, 2006
10:57 am	Happy Birthday to ME! If you haven't yet sent me something on my Amazon wishlist, you're an asshole. That's all. Haha. Just kidding of course. (Jerks.) My birthday has been really boring so far. Mostly cos I'm at work for it. And it's so goddam slow here. I need to get business going. I mean, that's my job. Unfortunately, some of the people I count on to help me make it happen have been slacking. Slacking slackers! I stayed up 'til midnight just to justify opening my gift. A Nintendo DS with Mario Kart! I was dubious about the DS at first, which is why I put my money into a PSP. However, my PSP is no longer used for playing games. It is used to store MP3s of audiobooks which I then listen to on my daily 30 minute walk to and from my car. Which, honestly, an iPod shuffle could do. Or any other MP3 player. Or anything that can play MP3s. Like most cell-phones. Or those new glasses Sony has out. Or my shoes. I'm pretty sure babies are being produced these days that come MP3 ready. So having something that actually has a pretty hot selection of games out for it is nice. Especially since the DS is actually a more community friendly device. With my PSP I might have played a few games of Twisted Metal over the internet, but I never managed to get an ad-hoc game of anything going. Even when in Orlando and there was a dude on a bus next to me actually playing Ridge Racer, the fact that he didn't have his WAN switch on meant I couldn't try to invite him to play a game. I've already played a game of Mario Kart with someone else in my office building. I have no idea who or where. I just sat down during my break and saw someone immediately invite me to a game. I kicked his ass. Wario rules. That's it so far. I'm pretty sure my mom got me a Nostromo. Maybe that'll induce me to start playing WoW again. It's an odd thing, though. I'm not sure why my mom would look at an Amazon wishlist covered with things she could understand, books and movies, and would pick out the one thing that must have meant absolutely nothing to her. Oh well! I shall honor her gift by using it at least once. I get dinner wherever I want this evening. I really want Famous Daves, but I really don't want to deal with driving out there. So it'll probably be Bukharas, which is awesome too. Also, I'm sad that trejo kicked me off of his friends list. 'Course, if I was acting like a whining manbitch and someone called me on it, I suppose that my gut response would be to prevent them from ever doing so again by cutting off their ability to communicate with me. Current Mood: happy (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Thursday, January 26th, 2006
8:14 pm	Hey, it's almost my birthday! Yep, it's coming up on the 6th of Feb and I'm gonna be the big ol' 2-8. Sure has been a crazy year. Done a lot of things that I never thought I'd do. But I sure could use some great and awesome gifts, so I'll post my wishlist here so- oh, what the fuck am I thinking? No one will buy me anything with an opener like this. hay all:) a hot young girl here!! im a hot adn seXXXy emo webcam teen who can bearly keep her cloths on ^_- oooh its so hot in heere ^^;;;;;; hay i know for every gift u get me off my wishlist i wil take of some cloths on mt HOTTTTTT cam;) oooohhhh yaaaa buying thigns off of amazon wishlists is sooooOOOooOOOooo hott (3 Comments |Comment on this)