2.9.05

the ancestors are having a flesh fest downstairs, and all of their sad mates are over to partake in the meal, so i have locked myself in the computer room (and by locked, i mean sat down in... there are no locks in this house, sadly). i had been banking on going out this evening, but that thought fell through this afternoon, so here i sit, wondering why i'm still here.

i can't get my mind to think in whole sentences, and the ones i've managed to crank out so far are compilations of fragments. and i'm done. cheers

postscript: KS- i transcribed the Story of Lars and Miriam, you can thank me later... :D

TGIF... not

right now, i should be showering and getting ready to go, yet here i sit typing away on a site that nobody reads, for reasons i don't know.

had some crazy ass dreams last night... i think it's time i gave up sleep again. when you're waking up more tired than you were when you went to sleep, it's time to just give up and say "i'll sleep when i'm dead." which should be pretty soon, given my eating habits. mwahaha

yeah, weird moods also come with weird dreams. my apologies to anyone who plans on interacting with me any time soon, and also to the people who haven't been warned.

tomorrow needs to come quickly... i need a hug, and don't have the money to go drive an hour to get one right now... i didn't on wednesday either, but i made the trip anyway, and now here i am trying to avoid driving, so as to hopefully make this tank of gas last waaay longer than i know it will. -sigh- alright, i think i will go take said shower, because if i'm going to make my lunch meeting, i'll need to get a move on. i believe today's move will be... to Queen. oooh yeah, baby. cheers

1.9.05

Sandboarding... :D

ok, yes, i know i'm a sad person, but having said that, i did actually have quite a good time yesterday. even if i am burnt to a crisp. even if my mate probably thinks i'm stupid (she lobes me bery bery mucho, and she knows who she is). even if i am pretty dead today, and almost snapped with the kids today. scary

anywho... yesterday, meagan and i drove over to Florence, and sandboarded/slid down a dune, among other things, and it was fun. i feel bad about her not having as good of a time as i did, but i think she's almost managed to convince me that she had a decent time. meagan, if this isn't true, speak up now.

i am half-expecting a parental figure to tell me any day now, "ok, now that we've managed to create reasons why you can't take part in everything else you've been planning on, we've decided that you shouldn't go to college, because we can't control your life there, and we've slashed your tyres and hid the car keys so you can't get out... and we installed a gate and guard at the end of the driveway so your mates can't come to save you." that might be a bit over-done, but if they pull that "it's our car" shit on me one more time this week, i am going to... i don't even know what. sarah has departed, so who knows.... we'll see.

ok, i feel better, sorry you just wasted your time reading that. i think i'm going to go in search of a hug or something... cheers

30.8.05

Day After Blues

well, got back from PAX last night... 7 1/2 hours driving, i was exhausted. woulda been closer to 5-6 if there hadn't been this fucking accident that had traffic backed up for miles. it was a mess.

had a good time in Seattle/Bellevue. some of the people at PAX were hilarious.... for instance, Cat Man, Chick Magnet boy, that one chick in Sailor Moon costume, and all of the other ones that people who went can think of, and those who didn't go can only imagine. The only really weird part was when I got stuck in an elevator trying to take my cell phone up to where we all were parked (and by "we" i mean Zac, Suzy, Kyle, and myself), and it sucked.... but the weird dude i was stuck in there with didn't seem to be phased. i think his name was... Justin? Derek? I don't care.

I have many photos from the trip, including some of the aforementioned individuals. If you're interested in viewing a grown male with a cat collar and giant cat bell around his neck, email me, and i'll hook you up. he was nifty.

my eyes are tired, and if i remember correctly, i have a few things to do around the house before i go collapse in my sad bed... phone's always on, door's always open. cheers!