4.29.02
yo
ho, blow the man down
Good
day, actually, a good day in a series of days.
You see, I just installed Windows XP on my laptop,
and so I didn’t have office to update my webpage, so, for a few days, I’ve been
on hiatus. Yay for me. Good days, too. Let’s start with Friday:
Friday – Ok, first things first, I’m so glad that
I’m leaving Game Keeper, Joe Anna is such a bitch. She cancelled MK league
because of this chess sale she’s having, where she CAN’T MOVE THE CHESS SETS
OFF THE LEAGUE TABLES. So, my friends showed up, and get this, we just traded
right on top of the sets...a slap in the face to the chain smoking cunt. Then,
I really slacked off at the actual “work” portion of the evening...I went to
emily’s, and I really wish that I could see her more, but she’s got the most
hellish month of the year, May...coming up, and so I will leave her be until I
can have her once again...I want to go somewhere with her, and just be with
her, without having the worry about stupid things.
Saturday – I worked at EB really for the first time,
and damn, g. It’s going to be so much cooler than my current environ at GK. For
one, the boss isn’t a complete whore, and for two, it’s easier and less
stressful. I had a damn good time, and after work, I came home, ready to go out
and see emily...but she wasn’t there...and so all night I stayed at home and
played the Curse of Monkey Island, waiting for her...bah. She had a nice night,
I missed her.
Sunday – Singing in the morning, work in the
afternoon, and then over to emily’s to move her house around a bit, well, the
inside of her house, that is. I helped by ordering people around, because I’m a
power-monger. I feel bad, but I helped out. And that’s me all over.
Helperoonie!
Today – I farted around after I woke up at noon, and
helped pick robert up and go get taco bell, then off to work, where joe anna is
still using her godlike force to make us not have any leagues do to this inane
chess sale. And more freaky magic fans came in, reminding me of, well, ugly
life-less losers I see every day. It’s kind of odd how freaks can find each
other, and then totally fall in love with each other, and the guys will TOTALL
100% think that the female that they love is the most gorgeous girl on the
planet...even more than the original Beta Serra Angel (OMG NO I DID NOT SAY
THAT !!!!1111!!1) I need a stiff drink.
Well, besides really really wanting to see emily
some more, life is damn good. Ryan and I are now the ebay acount
“mylittlemangina” and can be contacted at mangina@istillhateyou.com,
and we’re well on our way to having GOOD recordings of our nerd club songs.
What I’m listening to: In MasterCard Revenge...the
rap song at the end...bang bang
What I’m reading: 1.
NINJA LESSONS
2. Just
click
What I’m thinking: <I am so going to use those ninja
lessons...so quickly>
4.25.02
unbelievable
luck
Great
day, got lots of things done, had a nice class, and the only real problem was
that I had to let Ryan Quinn down and not go to see Days Away because of
family/emily obligations, and although I wish I had, I couldn't make it. C'est
la vie (pronounced sest la vye) I did, however, sleep in again, and then went
to school and drew this asian girls face, it looks hauntingly like her...we
also had to draw this creepy creepy skull, and you don't really get how scary
skulls are until you draw them and REALLY have to look at it, with the eye
sockets and the teeth, and the feeling that at one point, someone was using
this hunk of bone to keep their face together...<shudder>
After
that, I went over to emily's and realized that I was supposed to work at 4:30,
not 5:30, so quickly to work! We got in Sinister boosters, which greatly
pleased me, so I bought four. My pull, well, I got a magestone lord, which was
good, and a weak golem mechanic, also a weak troll gunner, another great
fighting automaton, and oh, a solonavi creator and avenger. booyah chris
francis.
After
I closed the store, excited at having given another person the joy of Mage
Knight by teaching them the basics, and learning that apparently my cunt of a
boss Joe Anna is going to cancel tomorrows Mage Knight league (my ASS she is.
You all better show up, bitches), I went to emily's...her cousin is leaving for
Nebraska tomorrow, and he's like a little brother to her, so this was his last
night with them...sad. Then home where I had to assist dad in mucho chores
because of his broken leg...and now online and then to bed.
What I’m listening to: You hear that? That's the
sound of me getting TWO UNIQUES! AHAHAHAHAHA
What I’m reading: Ok, this sounds freaky, but I go
online sometimes as a female named "dirtykitty13" just to fuck with
guys minds who try and cyber me. The results, in part, are here: I'm going to hell.
What I’m thinking: <When I wear Carmex lip balm,
I feel like a princess>
4.24.02
demo
tapes
Well,
on the day-ometer, today was a solid 7. It had it's ups and downs, but a lot of
ups made it worthwhile.
First,
Ryan Quinn and Kevin Hainline, the band known as Nerd Club, made our first demo
tape for a one samantha ketcham. It isn't actually bad...I mean it could use
some work, but hey, we even came up with another song on the goddamn spot, and
it really is a good tape. Samantha should be proud. I am, because emily,
SERIOUSLY, and hopefully not just to make me feel better, wants a copy. (point
to little hearts around kevin's head) So, a copy will be made for all those who
need one. Eventually, I'll put them in wicked mp3 form, and booyah, that's when
they will grace this here website. I was excited to be having a productive day,
because later on I went and got some scholarship info straightened out and HMC
stuff ready to be spent.
I
went to choir, then went with emily to Shakey's for her cousin's going away
party...and jesus, if you ever want to spend a fun filled day of white trashiness,
end it with Shakey's. It's like a vomitous mixture of Popeyes, Lampost Pizza,
and the crappy parts of Chuck E. Cheeses. The party was hosted by emily's
cousins mother, who I now know as "the lady emily's dad called a cunt
really loudly to on the phone." I know why, too. She is such a terrible,
trashy person, I mena, a party at Shakey's? Inviting really...to put it nicely,
reatarded looking people who nobody knew (one guy came with a beautiful mullet,
the other sported a Raiders t-shirt). I did go and play in their exciting
ticket-gaining area (that pales in comparison to Nickel Nickels) and won emily
another ring, and myself a huge die and star shaped slinkie (which originally
didn't slink, until I pulled it off from it's stickiness...wow mom! it's a
stiffie! A wonderful toy!). Emily collects the rings I get her from arcades,
and so she had another one tonight. Well, that was long and boring, so I sleep.
Night.
What I’m listening to: Our demo tape. And then maybe
alkaline trio.
What I’m reading: http://www.geocities.com/gammacles/Thoughts04.html
Chris, you need to get a girlfriend. Mage Knight is good, but...come on dear...
What I’m thinking: <Star Wars paraphernalia came
out today...so, that means that life will be overflowing with Natalie Portman
merchandise...and since her main part in the movie is in skin-tight white bare
midriff outfit, I'm good to go>
4.23.02
if
there were just more emily...
Good, if not amazing day.
I had a great little morning after I indulged myself
and slept in for a bit. Then, I woke up, ate a bit, and went to class.
Today’s class was quite excellent. All I did was
model my beautiful head for the students, well, 1/3 of them. One of the kids
drew me DAMN well, the others were kind of lacking, but they weren’t bad...I
was really impressed. My head is a tough mother to draw. Especially with the
nose and the glasses. So, after sitting for a few hours and staring, and thinking,
I left school and picked emily up. We went and had a great little time at
Rubio’s, probably our favorite little restaurant for the two of us. Then we
went to her house for like a half hour and practiced jumping around like
idiots, which was cute and fun. She got a part in her EMAA show, which is good,
but not the part she wanted, because Mrs. Herde is a cock-n-balls. Emily is
such a great girlfriend everybody, and I know most of you are jealous. I would
be.
Then, I came home, and ate more dinner with my
family, and then called Ryan to come over. We played Mage Knight in our garage,
I ripped Ryan a new one. Three games...I whomped on him the first game, I just
barely squeaked by the second, and the third, which was for fun...was actually
pretty easy. But Ryan has one figure that will put my entire army to shame...so
I’m scared. Until then...I need to go to bed.
Tomorrow’s a big day.
What I’m listening to: Ryan Quinn singing Saves the
Day, in my head.
What I’m reading: The Hole in the Universe, a
strange book about Nothing...weird.
What I’m thinking: <I can’t believe I beat Ryan
like that. I hope he isn’t at his dorm crying like a baby right now...>
4.22.02
the
joys of pic-n-save
I
really had this boring morning, basically doing nothing, but I did manage to
fuck up my laptop, so right now I'm on my brother's, currently messing his up,
well, let's hope not.
Then
Chris came over, and so began our wild wild trip through Southern California
for Mage Knight figures. We were going to go to the Wizards of the Coast at the
Block, we ended up just going to Brookhurst Hobbies and buying some there, and
meeting a man I will only describe as Annoying, Unattractive, and Lonely...but
he wasn't lonely because he was annoying and unattractive, he's lonely because
the world doesn't understand his kind, and will continue to shun him until he
gets, mayhaps, a bit of deodorant, or...in an even more unlikely chance, a
small bit of personality.
We
left Mr. McFatty and went over to the local Del Taco to eat, and eat we did,
then we perused the aisles of Pic-n-save, hence today's title. What did we
find?
1)
The Double Dragon DVD. I've been looking FOREVER for this...man.
2)
A movie where the catch line on the front was something like this: "After
200 years, this cop thought that the past would never catch up to him, but it
has."
3)
Shades. Cool, cool sunglasses.
4)
All three of the Blair Witch computer games, packaged together, for the low low
price of 6 bucks. WHY DIDN'T PEOPLE BUY THESE? GEMS!
5)
The Angel Chola necklace that I bought for Emily. awwww.
Well,
we came, we saw, and Chris got a probably toxic/fatal skeleton gooey toy. Don't
eat it Chris, even though I know the tempation must be unbearable.
I
went to work, and found out that EB hired me! Huzzah. So, later in the evening,
I quit from the Game Keeper, and Arthur almost started crying, but then
confided in me that he's looking as well for another job...Arthur, you big
baby. We also were about to throw away like 800 dollars worth of chess sets,
but I got them and am giving them to charity and silent auction fundraiser. Go
me.
I
saw emily, but not for long, so, because I always throw in an emily reference
to keep people pissed at me, I'm going to say that I love her, and proposed
with a ring that I bought for a quarter today.
So,
I go to bed. Long, unfunny update. The moral is that you should buy more things
at Pic-n-save, since they have everything you could ever need, music, food,
birthday cards, great films...and jewelry.
What I’m listening to: I'm listening to more Man or Astroman,
9 Volt.
What I’m reading: http://www.mkrealms.com
What I’m thinking:
<Chris Francis and I...musing about the activities of the Mage Knight fatty:
RubixsQube: and placing
solonavi in his rectum
gammacles: "the
destroyer feels good, because its spiky, whereas the creator is smaller and
less pleasurable."
RubixsQube: "my
current desire is to fit at least two in, maybe a...Nuren the
Tooth...and...say...a Centaur or other female figure"
gammacles: "I pulled
a thunder golem.... out of my ASS. Then I put right back up there."
RubixsQube: "Last
night my 'mage knight special buddy' and I viewed Double Dragon, the great DVD
we just purchased, but only got fifteen minutes into it before he was trying to
place his full compliment of goblin volunteers into my anus...I'll bet they
weren't volunteering for that! I was, however." .>
4.21.02
if
I were high...
I
always miss out on the opportunity that presents itself every april 20th...because
I’m sure, that if I wanted to get high, it wouldn’t be that much of a
challenge...but that isn’t the opportunity. I want to make a short film of
people, while high, answering important world questions like: “Why is the earth
round” and “Do you know the muffin man” and “Dude, have you ever thought about
a guy like, you know, THAT?”
I
think that the answers would be suitably hilarious.
“Well,
I mean, who hasn’t, because, I mean, a guy is just like a girl without a pussy,
and dude, you don’t need a pussy to really really get down, because it’s all in
the way you kiss, and if it was a fat guy they might have tits, too, and you
could close your eyes...and really, guys know better how to really show a good
time, dude.”
That’s
something that if I had on tape, would never fail to make me, in the least,
guffaw.
I
need to go to bed. For I am tired.
What I’m listening to: I think Super Cool Radio 94.3 has a
local indie band show on Sunday’s. If that’s the case, then nerd club...jesus.
What I’m reading: Jim
Fingal's Website of Love, and Shame.
What I’m thinking: <Whenever, Wherever, I am
Shakira, which in Spanish means “another beaner who shakes her ass”.>
4.20.02
no
four twenty jokes
Well,
in the interest of keeping this short, I’ll just write a few new facts about
me:
1) I can shovel dirt, like a
man, but my calloused hands need attention, like a woman. I also get giddy when
large amounts of dirt are poured into the back of my truck.
2) I apparently have an
allergy to my girlfriend’s uncle’s house. Bad house. Bad. Bad.
3) I just found my Compaq
notebook that I used to write up every one of my US history chapter outlines
on, but I can’t find the the computer connection cable anywhere, which is
pissing me off. No wait, I just found it, and I’m the man.
4) I have to sing a solo
tomorrow. If you wanna see me, be at my church at 10:30 and whammo, there I am!
Go me. Sing Sing Sing.
What I’m listening to: Frank Sinatra, Fly Me to the Moon.
What I’m reading: Compaq Consumer Support.
What I’m thinking: <Achoo Achoo Achoo.>
4.19.02
back,
like a bitch
Ok,
I’m tired to people telling me that this journal is boring and about myself, blah
blah blah...you know what? WHERE did I say I was writing this about YOU? This
IS my online journal. So I’m coming back, with a little bit different
format...quick thoughts, not a day recounted.
So,
tonight’s big thing was Mage Knight and Quitting. First, Mage Knight. I am
slowly amassing an army that, I’m sure, is making Napoleon cry in his grave and
say things like: “I’m am zee ugly fraanch pahrson, and I ahm, zee...bestard.
Kevin is zee best.” I laid the smack down on Chris Francis, and he’s my bitch
because he wanted to play Atlantis, and because he thinks he stands a
chance..hahahahahaha! Chris, quit. Play Black Powder. Or you shall perish like
so many others...
Secondly,
I am going to quit, and I hope to do it in grand style, and I’d have quit by now,
but as always my girlfriend is level-headed and informed me NOT to quit until I
have acquired my job up at EB, which is smart. I’m stupid. I think that either
Ryan and I are going to quit:
1) Simultaneously to the
Beegees singing “Stayin’ Alive”
2) As a song we wrote, in the
store, singing.
3) Through interprative dance
involving me pretending to whack off and then urinating on my boss.
4) As a bandito, running in,
masked, and demanding that my new boss free Ryan and Kevin from their slavery
and opression! FREE THEM!
5) With sticks, or other
beating instruments.
Anyhoo,
that will come as soon as I confirm that I am an employee of the Electronics
Bootyke. Yes, that’s booty as in “ASS” and “ke” as in dyke, which is probably
what my new boss is.
Off
to bed. Huzzah.
What I’m listening to: Days Away, a pretty damn good
band.
What I’m reading: I’m reading the internet’s vast
storehouse of information. If you really want to see some scary pictures of me,
go here.
What I’m thinking: <Yo mama and yo daddy. If you have a
problem with my site, yo be a fatty, so sit on yo’ thumb and rotate, because
I’m be rapping like a masta, no hate.>
4.17.02
no
more
Not up to updating tonight.
I thought that I’d had a good day
But I didn’t,
So I’m not going to talk about it,
I don’t want to talk to anyone right now.
This website is this giant me billboard of fucking
crap.
That’s
all I think about, me me me, because I have nothing else to think about, and
that’s horrible, amazingly horrible...and makes me into this incredibly
terrible person who needs to fall into a hole somewhere and just left there
forever so people can totally not care at ALL about me. I think this will,
effectively, be my last update until I get my head out of my own ass and
realize that I’m being a cock to EVERYONE and I always have, and I have NO
REASON too. End transmission.
“yesterdaysstar:
fuck you, kevin”
fuck me
4.16.02
mudd
Ok,
I got back from the illustrious Harvey Mudd today, and as much as I’d like to
just go into it, I’m actually pretty tired from my experience...and I’m damn
sure you don’t want to have to read all about my boring trip...but let it
suffice to say that it is totally my place to go to school. Yes, I will be the
stupidest person on campus, but I will try, HARD, to be apt and understanding
of at least what I’m doing. I’ll try. I hope I get a cool roommate, I
hope my dorm isn’t crap, and I hope that the classes start out easy, even if
they don’t stay that way for very long...just to give me some reassurance that
I’m not THAT stupid...anyhoo, some of the highlights are:
1) I have the nickname
“bookmobile” because I carted around all of my books on this dumb “Hash Run,”
the HMC name for a six mile run around campus and a quarry. Through the cactus.
And the rain.
2) I went to a show by a band
called “we are scientists,” a little band that consists of a few guys from
Berkeley and a guy from HMC just playing really really good music. If you can
find their CD, buy it.
3) I went places with a guy
who’s nickname was “Freq,” short for frequency, and he actually was a pretty
damn cool guy. Fun to be around, but I think I ended up scaring/annoying
him...which wasn’t fun.
4) This morning I was host to
a p’tit activity shown through this long string of words. If you can find out
what this activity was, you win a grand award, but it’s not that hard to look
for in this paragraph. Try, try, try.
This
above was ACTUALLY a game I played this morning...around the lunch tables with
some of the smartest guys in the school.
5) I did a lot of other
stuff, but that’ll come later. As for now, I’m gonna just move on to this
afternoon’s activities.
I came home, and then after visiting with the
materfamilia and watching these movies we just transferred from betamax (“this
format will be the FUTURE in home recording!”) to DVD...movies of my 2nd
and 4th birthday parties...I went over to emily’s. Well, emily and I
visited, but she was sleepy, so I went home and ate dinner and watched more of
these little windows into my apparently brilliant childhood. I was this little
kid who could spell, I was counting and dancing and jumping...where did that
little kid go? Afterwards, I went over to emily’s and hurt her ear, and I’m
sorry, and we spent some time watching Andy Richter, which was GREAT, so, off
to bed!
What I’m listening to: The Method, by we are
scientists. I have the t-shirt now!
What I’m reading:
IMs from friends...everyone wants to know how I’m doing...everyone
except for myself.
What I’m thinking: <all of my t-shirts are small, maybe
because I’m scared of being overweight, or maybe it’s freudian for my desire to
eat so badly I have to accentuate my thinness, or maybe I want people to see my
cold hard nipples.>
4.13.02
dance
dance dance. dance.
So,
today, I moved to a new computer, and so things might be a little strange at
first. Also, for the first time in forever, I’m going to have to not update
tomorrow and the next day, unless I take this here laptop and do it from…HARVEY
MUDD! That’s where I’ll be…so don’t wait up, since I probably won’t have time
with all the swinging fun I’ll be having...
Ok,
on to my day, since I have to go to bed as soon as I can. Today was hectic, I
had to clean my room my mother’s way, which involves throwing everything of
mine onto the floor and then making me pick it up. Excitement? Yesh. On to the
good part...after doing work around the house...well...a LOT of work since
today apparently is make kevin work day.
After
that, I went off to Brooke Ishibashi’s birthday party, a wild swinging night of
fun fun fun out in Costa Mesa. Everyone and their mother was there, and Emily
and I danced the night away...when we weren’t dancing, emily was flirting with
the other men, making eyes, and inviting them over to her boudoir...and I was
sitting and insulting people like Ryan Young, who ended up leaving the party
early because he got in a tiff with a girl there over some spilt water...and he
was humiliated (yay!) and so he up and left...hahahahahaHHHAHAHAHAAHAHAHA BWA
AHAHAHAAA!
Anyways,
emily and I had a grand time on the dance floor to a michael jackson song and
we were the stars, gaining the laughter and affection of all those present.
Emily is such a cutie pie...now if she wasn’t so promiscuous....hrmmmmm....
Anyways,
I need to get a going...so night all. I’ll write next...maaaaybe from Harvey
Mudd. Night.
4.12.02
shame
God damn it. I feel like this steaming pile of crap.
Tonight (it doesn’t even fucking matter what
happened during the day), Ryan and I played our Nerd Club songs for Emily and
Chris, and I guess I just failed to notice how unbelievable bad the songs were.
I mean, I really don’t think I want to sing them anymore, especially “a moment
in plaintive,” which, besides Ryan’s beautiful accompaniment, sounds like
incubus singing a crappy slow, trite song. It’s crap, I feel like shit, and
although emily did a noble job trying to convince me that she thought it was
good...I believe her, but I guess I was hoping to be better than just good.
Meh.
I don’t think I wanna be in a band if we’re going to
suck. Because Ryan’s great by himself. He’s funny, his lyrics aren’t crap (“ I
saw you across the school yard?” what the FUCK?), and you know what, he isn’t
a bad singer. He could do things Dashboard Style...even my scatting blows
chunks. I need to just leave it be....I feel shitty, but the worst is that I
took it out a little on emily, and I shouldn’t do that, sorry emily....
I’m so ashamed, mostly.
Good
night. Oh, and I’d be listening to Man or Astroman, but Ryan has my CD. He
needs to give it back, but I feel bad looking him in the face.
“bondjbondjr:
"and I have to cry so hard just to feel the weight of the tears on my
cheeks"
bondjbondjr:
JESUS FUCKING CHRIST
bondjbondjr:
I sound fucking gay/retarded/sad
bondjbondjr:
like a homosexual sad bear.
Grutex:
bears are neat.”
4.11.02
I
have found the face of evil
Yeah, so I think that I’m going to shut down this
website, because it’s boring as hell...and I don’t really think that people
really need to hear about the inner workings of my life. So! I’m going to make
a poll, on my website: H E R E. If you don’t have an ezboard
account, then tough, you can’t vote. GET ONE.
A’ight, now, onto bigger and better things. My day!
I woke up, and after a small mix-up involving emily,
her being sick, picking her up, and two water buffalo, I dropped her off safe,
sick, and sound at her humble abode, then scooted back home so I could head off
to class. Well, today was the day of reckoning. We were going to go into the
field, and draw random people’s houses...I was nervous, because I didn’t want
some lady hurriedly BEATING ME TO A PULP for casing...er...drawing her house. I
chose a nice small one, cute style, lots of space to draw, parked myself, and
man...it was so relaxing. If you have any desire to slip into a peaceful
trancelike state...just go out and draw a house. If you don’t draw it, at least
just sit and listen to outside noises. Birds. Trees (YES! trees make noise too,
kiddos). Umm...cars. Babies. Lots of things. And look at them. Aww...hell. I’d
have rather been playing a video game. So afterwards, I went over to emilia’s
for a while, then home.
My family went out to eat at Denny’s because that
restaurant, it TRULY is an American staple, I had a BLT sandwich (mmm...I can
still taste it) and then we came home and watched Survivor, because apparently,
my family is the classic brainwashed nuclear family. Bah. So, after chatting
with emily, I made this beautiful morph, and I’ll make a few
more tomorrow. haha!
Well, goo’ night everyone.
What I’m listening to: A CD I just found again that
Ryan Quinn made me, called “EMO...” good stuff.
What I’m reading: My brother’s “stream of
consciousness” english homework. Not too good, but eh.
What I’m thinking: <I’m going to have nightmares
that directly feature Sarah Barb’s face.>
4.10.02
argue
argue argue
Yeah, today was a run-around day. I went a lot of
places, but it was fun...bah, I’m having this argument online with a guy and
he’s really cool and all, but I feel really bad for starting this argument, and
I hope he doesn’t hate me and I’m feeling that this website is becoming trite,
contrived bullshit, so I’ll write a little bit less about my days from now on
and more about the things that are interesting.
Emily is sick. Coughing, hacking, coughing, sick.
And if I get sick, well then....it’ll be MY job to make EVERYONE ELSE
sick...because I hate being sick, like, I hate it with a passion about as hot
as the heat from emily’s back...it’s so sad to see her just so sick and sitting
there...but meh. She’ll get better, because I’m going to SHRINK down to
microscopic size in a small boat and go into her body to zap every one of those
damn bacteria! hahahahahaAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Don’t ever EVER...<grabs your shirt collar> EVER
insult someone’s favorite band, especially if they’re System of a Down.
<lets go of collar> <takes another puff on the cigar> Kids these
days...<cough>
I beat chris’ ASS in Mage Knight today, but it was a
learning experience...I mean, I learned that boy not to go around getting good
figgers unda’ my nose like a beeeotch...I learned him how much it hurts to be
spanked like a little girl! I was playing an army around ONE 143 point figure.
hahahahhahaha again. I laugh myself silly.
Church tonight too! I’m apparantly going to sing as
a cantor with Annmarie (jesus christ, what a long story there is with her...let
me tell you about THAT goil, sit down, have some hummus...) in church in a few
weeks...well, it’ll be fun, I like singing in church.
Oh man, I’m fucked with this guy...so I need to go
to bed because I’m tired, and because I need to get offline and away from the
damage I’m causing.
Oh, and I love samantha, and I don’t do a good job
showing it, because I don’t listen to what I should and bah...I’m sorry.
What I’m listening to: Winamp
What I’m reading: Feynmann lectures
What I’m thinking: <I push people...too far, and
then I realize I’m a bastard for doing it, but I’ll never push them like that
again, hopefully>
4.09.02
going
to florida
Long day. Long, fun, sad, happy, sick day.
I woke up, messed around online, and then went to
school...and by god, I had hoped that we would draw pictures outdoors, because
anything else would have been boring, but instead, we drew these stupid still
lifes of cylinders and rectangular prisms and cones...and blah. And toilet
paper. I was done so quickly that I started to fall asleep in class...which I
haven’t done in a while. Boring, long class, punctuated by giving some girl
change for a fiver. WHAT AN AMAZING AFTERNOON!
Then, after some mix-up with times and coupled with the fact
that my cell phone is ass, I got to emily’s late and took her over to visit her
really really good friend Annette at a ritzy convalescent home...and it was
tear-filled, but sweet. Annette is a wonderful person, incredibly sharp, and
quite funny, I’m going to miss her, but Emily will more. It’s ok, emily,
because I’m here (flashes cheesy grin...grin fades to frown, frown fades to
grimace). Well, after a ride, we decided to go and eat dinner at Disneyland,
which is going through this period, I hope it’s just a phase, of CLOSING
ENTIRELY TOO EARLY. So, we had to eat at Downtown Disney, which should just be
an extension of California Adventure, because literally, it’s like the same
goddamn thing...we ate at Napoli, the Italian restaurant that we’ve frequented,
and this time we sat inside, in the warmth, and I had gnochetti (prnounced
nyelketti) which is like little potato dumplings served with herbs and
spices...and man...it was so good. But I was too stuffed. I am a food guy. I
really like food. You wouldn’t tell by my AMAZING GIRTH, but I happen to enjoy
eating, the taste of things, and this was just fabulous. Well worth the $16.50
for the plate....yum.
Afterwards, I took her home, and came home, and
tomorrow my mom and I are going to walk/exercise because my own exercise
program was a bust. My dad is going back to work, and because this morning I
discovered that I had a flat tire (and so, consequently had to drive Ford’s
Road Marine Vehicle, the Ford Exploder) my parents had fixed it and got angry
that I wasn’t home...gah. So, I go to bed and wake up earlier. whee!
I love you, I wish I had a friend like you with
annette.
What I’m listening to: Right now, nothing. But have
you ever listened to the hum of the little fan inside the computer? It’s such a
calming noise. At my dad’s work, they have a cold room where the network sits,
and all it sounds like is this: “whrrrrrrrrrrr.”
What I’m reading: I finished One Flew! GREAT book.
Definitely recommend.
What I’m thinking: <Nyyyyyeeeeelllllketttttti>
4.08.02
just
another day
Well, in order to get to bed due to parental
interference, I present another day of Kevin’s Journal Fat Free.
I really had a ho-hum morning, punctuated by going
to Del Taco for my dad to eat something...and then going to get emily and going
to Del Taco again for her, and then over to her house, I really enjoy every
second with her...but I had to get to work, so I went, and had an altogether
boring evening cleaning the backroom...woohoo...the back room is always in a
state of disarray and I did nothing to improve upon it except shuffle things
around, a magic trick based on the age old way of pushing food around your
plate to make it look like you ate...and then, Magic League (joy of all joys)
but they decided that tonight was the night to unleash EVERY SINGLE line from
Monty Python and the Holy Grail...and the fist of justice...although it was
angered to action, it did not smite on this evening. Bah!
After work, I went to emily’s, but had to leave for
home, where the family was watching..<shudder> The Bachelor. It’s like
this one giant harem...with the head pimp getting to make out with EVERY
FEMALE. He’s like, “hello female number 18, please let me touch your breasts.”
and she’s like, “ok, any time.” and then THEY SHOW all of the nauseating scenes
to hokey piano love music. Television today sucks.
Well, I went upstairs, called emily, and went
online. Now I’m going to bed, so don’t wait up. Days are getting more boring
than ever...but in a few I might go to China Town with emily! Which should
prove fun. Or prove Fermat’s Last Theorem (HAHAHAHAH NERD JOKE! HAHAHA)
What I’m listening to: Mom telling me to go to bed.
What I’m reading: One Flew again! huzzah!
What I’m thinking:
<"i've seen all the episodes
i know all the secret codes
so where i go i don't need roads"
-ozma, game over >
4.07.02
the
river of blood out the door
I woke up feeling like I’d lost a whole hour of
sleep, and lo and behold, I had. So, I made the most of it, and went to church,
which was a great service, with the mentally me
handicapped TNTers singing...and a cool sermon, and
Nicole’s birthday (happy birthday nicole!) and then back home. I quickly got my
stuff together, and went over to my friend Ty’s house in Diamond Bar, where I
tutored him in calculus...and we had fun, because I can hardly remember ANY of
my calculus but it came flooding back...ok, not flooding, more like
dripping....wait, that sounds gross...ewwww.
So, I got home, and then went BACK out, to go to my
aunts house and drop off grandma and cousin, then stay for dinner and a movie.
Dinner was cheesy chicken, (B+) and movie was Atlantis (A). The best part about
it was that their TV was around...well, it was as big as three Magic Players
standing next to each other. VABOOM. Nintendo...on big TV...drool...
Then, back home, back to emily’s house, where we
watched a Late Nite special that was hilarious, because it had Mr. T (instant
funny), Conan O’Brien (funny in a FUNNY sort of way) and Tina Fey (instant
sexy). Then, we studied math, and I came home. Fun, quick, run around day.
Well, that’s it.
What I’m listening to: hellogoodbye...AGAIN.
What I’m reading: What
are you worth?
What I’m thinking: <Samantha is going through
some turbulence, and it’s no good...I feel really terrible about it all, but I
can’t feel empathy...bah, don’t go away or hurt yourself, I love you
samantha>
4.06.02
saving
daylight
Ok, because of the stupid daylight savings time, I’m losing
this stupid hour of sleep that I’d really really like to have, so today’s
update will be short, but will cover a few key points. I got to see the first
half of the film classic, Soylent Green...and well, I just wish I had had the
time to watch the end, because I’ve so wanted to see Charlton Heston scream:
“IT’S PEEEEEOPLLLLEEEE! SOYLENT GREEN IS PEEEEEOPLLLEEEE!!!!” That man is my
hero.
Work, boring, boring, repetitive...but afterwards,
emily came over and we talked with my mom and grandmom, and my mom forced emily
to eat...it was hilarious. We watched Dangerous Liasons, which is a really good
movie, and then went and watched SNL at her house, because Jimmy Eat World was
on. They rocked the hizouse, as usual. But anyways, I have to get up early
tomorrow, so, night everyone. Sorry for the quick update, I hope this will tide
you over:
oh,
sorry, that didn’t work?
What I’m listening to: Jimmy Eat World on
SNL...mmmm...
What I’m reading: Harvey Mudd welcome packet for my
stay next week.
What I’m thinking: <once again, for the millionth
time, I’m thinking about emily.>
4.05.02
crotch
shots in video games
I’m so tired that today’s update will be very meager, but
hopefully not in a “Oregon Trail” way, but in a “Please sir can I have some
more” way. I basically didn’t do much today, when Nickel Nickel with Nicole
Nicole fell through I was left scrambling for ideas, and instead went over to
visit emily, which was great, because I love being with her...and then, after
that, I went to my work and got paid to play Mage Knight, but still made a heap
of money for the store...and after that, although I really wanted to see emily
again, we ended up going to Nickel Nickel anyways (no nicole, or emily). Nickel
Nickel takes all of your worries and takes them away to a magic land. We played
games with crotch pictures, we played some crazy japanese party game with long
poles that I was the complete bomb at (up yours ryan young! ewww.) and we got
lots of tickets playing skeeball, and when we redeemed said tickets, the ticket
guy was so fucking stoned that he just started giving out free prizes, and ryan
young got a special police kit. He blew the whistle all the way home while
Chris played with his pinwheel, ryan, his suction cup lizard, and me, my
plastic animals. Then, I came home, and went over to emily’s a little bit more,
and we stayed up a bit to talk...we are meant to be together. Now, I show you a
few things:
That’s a link to the Nintendorks board where most of
the pictures are up at...but the real interesting things are...
“Nice pictures. You look a lot like someone I know. And
your girlfriend is se...I mean...You like oatmeal cream pies? I like
oatmeal cream pies!”
-My girlfriend is fucking amazing, my friend.
and a picture:
yes, this was made by someone on nintendorks
What I’m listening to: In a few minutes, I’ll be
listening to the Illustrious Daniel Boone: Pioneer of Social Ingenuity, by the
Detachment Kit.
What I’m reading: Nothing. AT ALL.
What I’m thinking: <we forgot to play time
killers! The only game where if you lose your arms, you can still fight, and
kill.>
4.04.02
me
me me
I have a problem.
Yes, it’s
kind of a doozy. You see, today’s events weren’t all that interesting, but
tonight I came face to face with a realization.
I am incredibly
self-centered.
I don’t know. That’s
the problem, see? I’ve always been like this. Ever since I could remember. Just
stuck up and only caring about myself. Everyone says so...they say I’m
arrogant, self-centered, brash, I exist in “kevin’s world...” my parents have
been telling me this stuff for ages, and tonight it hit me full in the face. I
have to do something about this. BAH! I hate this sort of thing, I mean, look
at this site! It’s a pathetic tribute to me! It’s strange how much people can
hate themselves, but still see themselves as the complete center of the
universe.
I have no idea...I need to
get perspective is what I need. Maybe I just have to find out how to really
start caring about EVERYONE else, well, not EVERYONE, but a lot more than the
one or two that factor heavily...I’ve had to fend for myself for so long it’s
second nature to me now....totally and completely loving myself....I’m so pathetic.
If I’ve ever screwed up by being so egotistical, I’m
sorry. I’m especially sorry to emily...bah. <holds head> I’m going to
bed. emily, jesus, I feel so bad because of what I do to you. I shouldn’t treat
you this way, even if it isn’t for long.
What I’m listening to: buh-thump buh-thump heart
beat.
What I’m reading: Project-Reality MB
What I’m thinking:
<what do you say when you’ve screwed up that badly and she’s crying? and
you’re hurting because you realize what you’ve done?>
4.03.02
use
your imagination, mickey mouse!
My head is on fire right
now...what a long day...wowzers penny...today was a long ‘un. I woke up at 8
and got ready for Disneyland, me and my good friend Oni Locke had planned a
great outing with our respective girlfriends, although mine couldn’t come until
6 oclock.
But in the interests of getting to sleep, I’ll very
quickly run down what we did...because the pictoral version will come soon. (YES!
There was pictures! weeeeee!)
I got there, we walked around and talked, played
some zobmondo, talked, went to the other park, then I went to pick up emily,
ate dinner, and man, we had such a great time after that, laughin’ and a
talkin’ and a messin’ around, telling stories, and generally having a grand ol’
time. I’m going to use a lot of words where I drop important last letters and
replace them with apostrophes, because that’s the mood I’m in right now.
Man, I need to get to bed, but not before mentioning
emily again: Emily, I love you. Thanks for your time everyone in hearing that
public service announcement. I will show pictures of the day when oni sends
them...but, just to pique your interest:
So, night.
What I’m listening to: The Moulin Rouge Soundtrack.
too trendy, I know, and I apologize.
What I’m reading: not One Flew, and I should be
reading it...but...nah. secret note to emily, pow pow pow!
What I’m thinking: <so,
they added this creepy spanish voice to the uphill climb portion of the haunted
mansion, right after “do not pull down on the safety bar please...” Jesus. that
was scary....My name is Bob, I’ve got a JOB, I am no SNOB!>
4.02.02
soon,
the world shall be mine!
I’m sitting here, about to go to bed in a few
minutes because of my fun filled, exciting, wonderful day ahead...wearing my
new watch, reading informative IMs from friends, and I notice I smell like BO.
I’m sorry, friends, family, relatives, if I smell like my despised Magic
leaguers. I have failed you all. <hangs head in shame>
So, today was great, but it could have used a little
more emily. You know what I mean?
I woke up to the loud bangs (at 11, go me) of the brilliant
movie: “The Fast and the Furious.” I won’t get into that. But let it suffice to
say that...as far as movies go, this one should have been made with mute
actors. Or robot actors. Or mute robot actors.
Then, I went to emily’s, and we were with each other
for a while. It was really fun. We listened to the White Stripes, who are
awesome, and then we went and bought my new watch...seen here. It’s really cool. And it has robots.
Wait...that’s two robot references..
Afterwards, we went back to her place, and I had to
go, but I love it that I’m so comfortable with her that I can walk right into
her house, into her room...and just lay down with her and kiss her. Go emily! Emily,
here’s another sneaky little message. I love you, thanks for pointing out the
watch.
Afterwards, I went to ryan’s house, and we finished
another song, so we officially have three songs. THREE. Count them. 1-2-3. You
can read samantha’s reviews on her site, which I have like five times linked on
my site. Oh, what the hell, here’s
another link.
We worked on the songs, I came home, and ate sloppy
joes with my family...and then we watched Rat Race, and jesus...that’s a funny
movie. I mean, it looks really really dumb, but it turns out to be very funny.
I laughed so hard...hitler’s harmonica. hahaha. Anyhoo, I need sleep, because
I’m waking up, mighty early tomorrow, so goodnight moon.
What I’m listening to: tick tick tick of my watch.
What I’m reading: I’m having this conversation with Brooke Ishibashi.
What I’m thinking: <yeeeeeeeeeeeeeehaaaaaa!>
4.01.02
april
fool
I’d love to keep these short, to minimize the need
for my reading audience to have to drink caffeinated beverages in order to read
it all, but alas, my life is SO interesting that I just MUST share it ALL with
you.
First things first: I
slept in today. And the people rejoiced, eh? Yes. I woke up, and wandered
around the house, which was full...my brother was playing GameCube, my mom was
tending to my dad, and my dad was being tended to. I went online, read, ate,
and then went to work. Yes. I had a boring, do-nothing morning. The people...I
can hear...they’re rejoicing again! Work...jesus. I walked in, and started
arguing with Joshua...who DID take an application at EB, but probably won’t
hand it in because of his obvious lack of ANY video game knowledge. Score one
for the Kev-man.
So, other than that, it was a good day at work, made
money, put up boxes...until I was about to go on a fifteen minute break and my
boss informed me that the new district manager has cut all of my hours but 13.5
and I am off at 7 instead of 9:30. (way way in the distance, the people
rejoice) I was excited. I could go to emily’s...have a nice evening, maybe buy
a swatch robot watch! But no. Arthur has this “family emergency” he has to
“rush off” to and I have to “close the store” by “my” “self.” So, I have to run
his league, run the store, and close up...all because of Arthur’s sister
getting screwed all the time and having a baby. Meh. We made money, but I had
to deal with three, large, smelly, social phobic Magic players who kept on
playing each other until we closed...and they almost wouldn’t leave. I was
going to go get the dolly and wheel their lardasses out, but that might
have been mean. So I instead pelted them with subtle insults like: “yeah, you
need to get a life more than he needs mana right now!” or “I bet you whacked
off to serra angel last night” and “hey, if you get any fatter, that card won’t
be the only thing that’s broken! Your chair will be too!” I crack myself up. I
do.
Then, home. I wish I could’ve seen emily, but now,
on my new schedule, I get the next three days off! woohoo! So, until next time,
intrepid readers!
What I’m listening to: Well, I got my CD player back
from the repairmen, so now I’m listening to the Moulin Rouge soundtrack,
because of stupid oni. Damn you! Making me listen to music again!
What I’m reading: www.swatch.com
What I’m thinking: <more more waffles waffles
please please>
