Saturday, July 22, 2000

yuh..im goin 2 hell..on the fuckin express bus...
7/22/2000 02:21:40 AM | immortalize me | 21 comments

you know what i dont get?..why is it that ppl have nothing better to do with their useless, pathetic, why-not-just-spare-us-all-the-agony-of-breathing-the-same-air-as-you-and-shoot-yourself-in-the-head lives than call and get ppl in trouble at their jobs...some asshole got all pissy today cuz i wouldnt let him have some fuckin (insert name of video rental place here) porn movie for .99 when the fuckin sign CLEARLY states "rent one, get one for .99" i tried explaining this to this waste of space and when he said, in a VERY broken english fuckin arab accent "no i will not pay full price for this movie, i dont want it then" (yah, ok apu) so i wuz like fine...we can just void that off for you, and he's like "give me the address to your corporate office..i want to write a letter"

yeah, go ahead and write a letter....if you can spell...piece a shit fucktard

my quote for the day: "This job would be great if it wasn't for the fuckin' customers."
7/22/2000 02:21:08 AM | immortalize me | 21 comments

back dat ass up....sometimes i wonder bout nite's mp3 collection...
7/22/2000 01:55:30 AM | immortalize me | 21 comments

there is no greater challenge than tryin at one o'clock in the mornin to find out why one column of numbers is adding up to one thing, and the other column of numbers is adding up to somethin $.03 more. i fuckin hate math
7/22/2000 01:50:15 AM | immortalize me | 21 comments

Wednesday, July 19, 2000

what a fuckin joke....i just went to that stupid talkin trash with lola thing n the host gagged me...for tellin him he was wrong...lmfao...what a moron...
7/19/2000 10:56:32 PM | immortalize me | 21 comments

I LOVE YOU LIZZIEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!
7/19/2000 09:12:49 PM | immortalize me | 21 comments

how retarded...sittin in vp right now n some dork is laggin me ..prolly the whole room 2....why do these pplz parents allow themselves 2 breed?....i wonder if they have visited the ice cream man lately?
7/19/2000 08:19:51 PM | immortalize me | 21 comments

there is no better sight in all the world then watching the cards come flyin at you after you win a round of puter solitaire...

omgosh im sad =)
7/19/2000 07:25:19 PM | immortalize me | 21 comments

shit shit shit..i need 2 record matrix tonight and i dont have a tape
shit shit shit...
7/19/2000 07:18:17 PM | immortalize me | 21 comments

my purity test score (but i got the same as someone else so i think its fixed)

Thou hast scored only 40% pure. Thou suckest in the eyes of thy Lord. Repent now or be cast into the lake of fire to whine for all eternity.
7/19/2000 07:08:39 PM | immortalize me | 21 comments

It's just past dinnertime, and I'm just sittin' here, watchin t.v.(well not NOW, now I'm typing, silly) and I heard a familiar sound. A sound everyone knows, and everyone at one time or another in their lives has been associated with, be it from the inside or the outside. Coming down the street toward my apartment building I heard, as if on the breeze, a cheery little tinkling tune. And almost immediately after it, the sound of several neighborhood children screeching at the top of their lungs, "ICE CREAM!!! ICE CREAM!! ICE CREAM!!!" over and over again like some sort of idealic tribal chant. And it got me thinking (as so many things do nowadays). When the hell did my life go from that...to this? And where the hell was I? When did the point in my life disappear where just that one, tiny, insignificant sound made everything right in the world? For the one minute or so before I got my ice cream (usually a nutty buddy bar, or one of those multicolored rocket shaped pops) to the 10 minutes or so later when I finished it, life, the world, and everything in it made complete and total sense. If Santa Claus himself had shown up at that exact moment to offer me the one thing I asked for every year, but never received, I would have told him to hold on until I had eaten the last little bit of chocolate at the bottom of the cone, or licked the stick completely clean (whichever it happened to be that day). Maybe if we all ran out the next time the ice cream man drove down our streets, waited in line, and got that wonderful frozen treat...maybe..just maybe, the world would be a happier place...

Just a thought...
7/19/2000 06:25:45 PM | immortalize me | 12 comments

nite left for work...i think ima cry...i hate it when he leaves...
7/19/2000 02:34:22 PM | immortalize me | 21 comments

i wonder how the first person 2 blog feels right now...n 2 think...im feedin this egomaniac right now..."lookit what i started..yeah baybay..i am da booommmbbb!!!"
7/19/2000 01:02:20 PM | immortalize me | 21 comments

m'k...time for a stream of conciousness blog..no punctuation (cept !'s n ?'s where appropriate) n no worryin bout cap. or spellin r nething...jus good ol fashioned stripped down 'chat-type'...
btw..nite's not an asshole heh..i wuz jus sorta kiddin bout that...sorta...
i jus went thru n read jess' n pizza's n goldi's blogs n wow man, wow...pizza's pizza..of course as always a lil off center but entertaining none the less...goldi is sweet, and soulfull and all emotional n chit..makin me cry n stuff n btw goldi...hell YEAH@boys dont cry..omg...great movie but one that definately leaves u feelin...kina ...whats the word?..icky
n then theres jess...someone with a slant in the brain perhaps equal 2 my own...jus lil thoughts n feelins here n there..little bits of the brain splattered out on a glowin screen for the world 2 see...sometimes i wonder bout things tho...like...will i (or any of us) really devote the attention to somethin like this that would make it totally what it could be?....n like...who among us will turn out to be the anne frank of bloggin, n who will turn out to be the 'switchblade' guy of bloggin? i just hope mine arent boring...i really do...cuz thats the whole thing, right?...i mean..u pour out your thoughts in here...n lets face it..some of us have pretty fucked up-REALLY long-thoughts, your feelings, your heart n soul n stuff..n then ppl think its boring...
im not gonna put up a counter....that way i cant see how many ppl ARENT readin my blogs...but i will eventually put up links tho...i jus wanted 2 get it up first...get it started...then, when im good n ready 2 be the complete fuckin idiot i am, ill turn to nite n say "honey..im an idiot and we know this, can you please help me set up this thing that everyone on the planet but me can do by themselves?"
i wonder sometimes if im missing that part of the brain that allows ppl to retain puter stuff...i dunno...i can sometimes barely remember how 2 change my av in vp..n iv givin up turnin myself upsidedown when brb'n cuz i always inadvertantly jus turn myself to face the other way first....what was it my dad told me bout horizontal vs. veritcal?...o yeah..."horz" lay "horizontally"...thats how i member it..when i think of it..n seein as i dun really like 2 think bout my dad 2 much, i try not 2 think of the witty shit he used 2 tell me...least he used 2 think it wuz some witty shit....wfe...so ok, i think for the moment im done...post this n get some cereal r sumthin...frosted mini wheats sound good right now...n maybe a short stop 2 daytime vp..shake it n see what comes loose
...r sumthin...
7/19/2000 12:03:23 PM | immortalize me | 21 comments

M'k....I have just had the livin' shit scared outta me. Getting up this mornin', I was in the bathroom...doin' what normal people do in the mornin' in the bathroom...and I hear this strange noise outside. Sounds kinda like "smack! thump. smack! thump. smack! thump." So I pull back the curtain, look out and down the 3 stories to the little-I guess you could call it a yard-next to the building, and there is this kid down there, maybe 8 or 9...maybe 10, and he is taking a cute little baby doll, in a cute little baby-blue baby outfit, with a cute little pink bonnet on its cute little head, and throwing it at full force over and over again at the electrical pole outside my bathroom window. I stood there just sort of frozen in a state of temporary shock as he threw this helpless (albeit obviously guilty little sack of a babydoll) representation of human life against a giant HARD wooden pole...over...and over...and over again. I started to get flashes of trailer parks and beer bellies and ford pick-em-up trucks in this kid's future...

Now onto the REAL reason for this mornin's 'blog'. Why the fuck is it that when I hafta work, I could sleep until the world ended...until all time did not exsist, but if I DON'T hafta work, I'm up at the buttcrack-a-dawn, like some psychotic chick-farmer, gettin' ready to go outside 'n milk good ol' Bessie?And no matter what I do, I can't fall back to sleep....

Life sucks...
7/19/2000 11:17:26 AM | immortalize me | 21 comments

ugh...nite's an asshole
7/19/2000 02:55:15 AM | immortalize me | 21 comments

Hello....Yes, it's true. I am a sheep. It is a realization that I have found some degree of comfort in. Knowing that you will never be a leader, never have the expectations of that particular position takes alot of the pressure off...allows for a certain degree of clarity in the ensuing madness peaking out from under the bed and behind the closet door on those dark, moonless nights...
Wow...that was deep =)
Arc of descent...has a nice ring to it, doesn't it? I got it from a book (how typical). Literally defined, I believe it means the path that a moving object takes as it plunges downward at a forward angle...or something. Kinda like my mental state of late. I'll warn you now; take heed friends, for if you have decided to read my entries in full, settle in for a LONG, and hopefully entertaining ride. As anyone who knows me(including owl sitting snickering on the couch now) can tell you, I can be a bit long winded at times...although I prefer "wordy". It's nicer. I can guarantee you however that future entries won't be this um...what's the word?...abstract? At the beginning anyway. I'm just trying to get a feel for this, and trying to allow you the feel (however icky and confused it may be) of the inner workings of a psuedo-psychotic mind.
Anyways...the bulk of these entries will no doubt be dedicated to the boundless tide of blatent stupidity that walks in and out of the door of what I have lovingly come to refer to as my second home-that is, my place of business. For legal reasons, I will refrain from mentioning the name of that business, after all my reflections of it won't be exactly flattering. Besides, most of you know where I work already. In addition to work-bashing, I will also hopefully use this as a reflection, a place to get out all the shit that's running around in my head out, so I can look at it and admire the "Arc Of my own Descent."
Enjoy...
Much love,
Psy

p.s. look ma! punctuation and capitalization!
7/19/2000 02:14:01 AM | immortalize me | 21 comments