| ADDENDUM |
[May. 4th, 2005|09:09 pm] |
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Alright, let's get something straight. I am not claiming my friends have abandoned me, I am not abandoning my friends, I am not crying out for attention, I am not trying to cause trouble. I am killing my LJ connection, because I see it as a cesspool which helps the (as Holden would say) falseness in people fester and replaces real, meaningful connections between people with bullshit emoticons and emotional masturbation. I repeat: ONLY LJ IS MY ENEMY, AND I AM ONLY LEAVING IT.
Disclaimer: I reserve the right to abandon my friends, claim they abandoned me, cry out for attention, cause trouble, and rally against the hypocrisy and interpersonal decay rampant in our society. |
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| No more LJ! |
[May. 3rd, 2005|01:32 pm] |
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So, I'm abandoning this livejournal thing for good. Won't be much of a difference from how much I've been posting/replying lately, but I guess now it's official. I suddenly became very angry late last night for no direct reason, and thinking about why has led me to this: I think this whole LJ thing is a digital representation of people's egocentrism and lack of true concern for others. As far as I can tell, most people don't really have friends, they have people they keep around to make them feel good about themselves. Everyone's too wrapped up in themselves to really care about anyone else, except so far as that person makes them feel good through reciprocation. I'm sick of people who use you for entertainment when the whim strikes them and ignore you the rest of the time, I'm sick of people who string you along when you both know you aren't friends anymore, and I'm sick of people who just want you to play a roll in the melodrama they've created for themselves. I'm sick of feeling like I care more about people than they do about me. I'm sick of getting angry, having people say "Oh, I'm sorry", and then having everything back to exactly how it was a week later. I used to think it was odd that Kevin had so few friends, and just figured he was slightly anti-social; that may still be true, but now I also realize that he is one of very few people I can say is truly my friend, so maybe he's a step ahead of me in not bothering with all the crap that's floating around in the social world. Anyway, this has gone on far too long, I just figured there should be an official declaration of LJ-lessness, so here it is. |
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| I'm like Stef! |
[Mar. 24th, 2005|11:34 am] |
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Been sick for a long time, haven't really bothered doing much. Not even eating... I should probably do something about that. Almost better now.
Here's your crap.
Advanced Global Personality Test Results | Extraversion | |||||||||| | 40% | | Stability | |||||||||||||||| | 63% | | Orderliness | |||||||||||||| | 56% | | Empathy | |||||||||| | 36% | | Interdependence | |||||||||||| | 43% | | Intellectual | |||||||||||||||||||| | 83% | | Mystical | |||||| | 30% | | Artistic | |||||||||||||| | 56% | | Religious | || | 10% | | Hedonism | |||||||||||| | 50% | | Materialism | |||||||||||| | 43% | | Narcissism | |||||||||||||| | 56% | | Adventurousness | |||||||||| | 36% | | Work ethic | |||||| | 30% | | Self absorbed | |||||||||| | 36% | | Conflict seeking | |||||||||||||||||| | 76% | | Need to dominate | |||||||||||||||||| | 76% | | | Romantic | |||||||||||| | 43% | | Avoidant | |||||||||||||||||| | 76% | | Anti-authority | |||||||||||||||| | 63% | | Wealth | |||||| | 30% | | Dependency | |||||||||| | 36% | | Change averse | |||||||||||||| | 56% | | Cautiousness | |||||||||||||| | 56% | | Individuality | |||||||||||| | 50% | | Sexuality | |||||||||| | 36% | | Peter pan complex | |||||||||||||||||| | 76% | | Physical security | |||||||||||||||| | 63% | | Food indulgent | |||| | 16% | | Histrionic | |||||||||||| | 43% | | Paranoia | |||||||||||||||||| | 76% | | Vanity | |||||||||||| | 43% | | Hypersensitivity | |||||||||||| | 43% | | Female cliche | |||||| | 23% | |
| Take Free Advanced Global Personality Testpersonality tests by similarminds.comAlso, Erica doesn't suck. |
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| I have returned |
[Feb. 1st, 2005|11:09 pm] |
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Getting your internet back is awesome. Downloading GITS at well over 200k is awesome. Installing World of Warcraft is awesome. Being able to put down the newest strains of computer super-viruses with ease is awesome. Making fun of the time Bran-lok made out with an 8 year old fat girl at the bar is awesome. Ditching D&D to smoke pot is NOT awesome. Remember these things well, my young students. |
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| Bat Signal |
[Jan. 21st, 2005|07:45 pm] |
477-5795
That is all. |
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| Watch out for snowmen |
[Jan. 17th, 2005|11:25 pm] |
I suspect that being in love and having bipolar disorder are very similar.
Is it just me, or is LJ dying? Maybe I just have the wrong friends list, but it seems like for some time now updates and comments have both been trailing off, until now it's just a trickle of information posted perhaps out of habit more than anything else, empty little messages flung out to fill the otherwise silent internet dialogue. Or maybe everyone's partying like it's 2099, and I'm just at the wrong house.
Answers: 2, 3, 8, 10. And maybe 9, I can't even remember. What am I talking about? If you don't know, I'm not going to tell you.
Soon I will be moved. Living with people kind of sucks, but paying $250 or so less every month sure doesn't. I hope all my stuff fits into that midget room.
I'm full of strange right now.
I think maybe I'll write something. I guess only time will tell...
What a silly update. I mean, why bother? Oh well. As the update reads (only less intense), WATCH OUT FOR SNOWMEN!!! Peace out, my homies. |
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| Competition! Glorious Competition! |
[Dec. 21st, 2004|01:39 am] |
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| | Er... SLAYER!!! | ] |
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| | SLAYER!!! | ] |
I will buy lunch for whoever correctly guesses which of these did NOT happen today.
1) My shoe fell apart halfway to work
2) I transformed into an elephant
3) I bought some tasty chocolate to maybe give to a cute girl
4) I was hit by a truck on Donald street
5) I was sarcastic at one of the girls at work
6) I forgot to pay a bill
7) I made some vegetarian spaghetti
8) Someone else was hit by a truck on Donald street
9) I ate before work
10) I sneezed on my Asuka figure.
Ready... Set... GO! |
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| Trite Crap |
[Dec. 6th, 2004|09:38 pm] |
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World of Warcraft is fucking amazing. Stef will tell you otherwise, but he thought Ghost World was stupid and enjoyed The Matrix Reloaded and Postal 2.
( Here's a story: ) |
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| Don't worry about things like tidal waves |
[Nov. 16th, 2004|01:02 pm] |
Ah, the spectacular mushroom cloud in the sky.
Er... there used to be a whole bunch of text here. Why did it disappear? Aaagh! Well, I'm not writing it all again. NO POST FOR YOU! |
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| Back From the Abyss! |
[Nov. 10th, 2004|10:51 am] |
My friends, I have embarked on a journey to the precipice of madness and returned to tell you the tale! Brace yourself, for it will shatter the feeble constructions you call sanity and hope!
I used to have the internet. Then I lost it. Now I have it again. END.
Losing the interweb (and my phone, for a shorter time) is a greatly limiting thing. It's sort of like opening the door to your house and finding a brick wall has encased it, preventing you from going outside. There are still things to do inside, of course, but your options have now been severely limited.
In other news, I'm having a birthday party on Saturday at Erica's house. Everyone in the whole world is invited, except a specific random selection who won't know until they're turned away at the door. If you require directions, they can be arranged.
For those who are partaking of the magnificent feast tomorrow, the menu is as follows:
- Delicious salad
- Delicious beef and lentil soup
- Delicious Chow Mein \a (that's the best I can do) la Rufus
- Spicy Chicken Rice
Steph: Dawn of War! You have been challenged! Are you a warrior, or a weak coward? |
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| SAlkjfdlk;sjflds; |
[Nov. 1st, 2004|09:28 pm] |
Sleeping on couch + hangover + work = FUCK
When several people post about a party, it was probably a good one. I know I performed many great feats there.
Erinn, I WILL have a present for you. You just wait, and dread...
I feel as though my affection for the opposite sex hasn't been getting the feeding and care it deserves, and taking an example from Erinn's various dead pets I'd best get to the loving, before it's too late. So lock up your daughters, as they say.
I have no work and no plans tomorrow. Someone call me, or I'll kill myself. Or maybe just listen to Linkin Park, I'm not sure yet. PAY ATTENTION TO ME!
Seb: Where's my shower curtain?! |
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| Something is afoot... |
[Oct. 30th, 2004|07:30 pm] |
For those who follow these sorts of things (which is really just Brent and, to a lesser extent, Erinn), I have two pieces of information, both of which can be verified at the LMF site.
1)2nd Gig episode 15 is now available, and
2)LMF just fucking retired. Apparently, some Japanese auto worker is going to take up the baton WHENEVER HE HAS THE FUCKING TIME. ARGHHHH!!!
That is all. |
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| What's New in Awesomeopolis? |
[Oct. 16th, 2004|09:28 pm] |
So, work's been really fun of late. 1)I'm working/have worked every weekend for 4 weeks; 2) I sometimes get to work 6 days a week; 3) I get to start some shifts at 8 AM. Now, anyone of these would bring me mild irritation, not unlike a rash in the privates. All three... well, I won't burden you with an analogy. Suffice to say, it SUCKS.
With that said, it's been a surprisingly good few days. I made a new friend, who I'm planning on sacrificing to the ancient Blood Gods of Qul'Nkoth in exchange for an unlimited supply of skittles. On Thursday, Erinn came over, and I had an enjoyable time watching Stand Alone Complex and eating her pizza and drinking her pepsi, as well as eating the rice crispie squares I had made and skittles and 7UP I had procured. That same night, my illegal aquisition... no, let's call it liberation, of Dawn of War completed, so I played that for about 6 hours: Very fun. I had to work at 8 Friday morning, so this meant I didn't sleep at all that night. Work was nonetheless tolerable, particularly because of the newest addition to our staff: THE REAPER. Superficially, it's a new stapler. In depth, it's a fucking work of art. Most of our staplers are bulky plastic monstrosities which seem to resist your efforts to staple things, vile contraptions whose only redeeming feature is the ease with which they break. THIS stapler is like the only surviving artifact from a long-forgotten race of advanced beings who were destroyed by the necromantic/technological wonders they had wrought. It's made of charcoal coloured steel, smooth and shaped in elegant lines, a work of true dark beauty. It staples so well it seems to be punching into the very fabric of the universe (and perhaps it is); it's as quiet as the grave and efficient as... well, it's damn efficient. This truly is a stapler fit for a king... no, a god. Hence, I call it The Reaper. I particularly enjoy asking people to "pass me The Reaper", although that doesn't happen much, as I use it exclusively, going so far as to carry it from station to station and switch it for others when people aren't looking. In other work-related news, there's a cute new girl starting on Monday, so hopefully my shifts will ease up AND working the shifts I have will be more pleasurable. In fact, that day was full of attractive members of the female persuasion: Coming into the store, walking down the street, even working at the cafe. Speaking of which, Erinn: You should work with that mystery girl more often (she was there today as well). And while work today was reasonably unremarkable, it did pass by quickly, and I had a good (if often interrupted) discussion ABOUT SECRET THINGS with Erinn afterwards. So in conclusion, as per usual, I have spent an inordinate amount of time causing people to read - if anyone actually reads this - relatively unimportant and trite text. AND I FEEL NO GUILT.
Also, I've noticed that every time I write a post, I realize I forgot something. Sometimes I post it as a reply, but then I just realize I forgot something else. And, to any smartass who was about to mention it, I'm sure there's a way to edit it after the fact but that's after the fact. As a great man or woman (can't remember who - pretty sure it was a man, though) once said: "Don't tell me how to do my job. I don't tell you how to sweep up." |
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| Bored bored bored |
[Oct. 6th, 2004|10:36 pm] |
No Risk or roleplaying tonight. I suppose we could probably do it tomorrow, but I'm feeling too lazy to organize anything, especially on such short notice. Disappointing turn of events, really. I blame Erinn.
That bedamned Paranoia Agent is refusing to make its way onto my hardrive. Argh! JUST GET ON THERE YOU STUPID THING! Oh, woe is me. My life is so fraught with let-downs.
On the plus side, Ghost in the Shell 2 should be available to me sometime tomorrow, which is my day off. Entertainment and relaxation, here I come!
A few minutes ago I went through an archive of some of Chala's older posts. You see, when she decided I was some kind of leper, she cited 'my posts' as an example of how I was far too negative a person to hang out with. I was under the impression that I was actually fairly nice to her (something I made a specific effort to do, as my barbing had been a point of contention in the past) while she was actually somewhat mean to me, both in person and, to a lesser extent, on the Interweb. I am happy to say that said impressions were correct (although I no longer have access to friends only posts, so maybe I was really mean in those and just forgot about it), thus reaffirming my conclusion that she's a delusional nitwit with no social skills and a clubfoot. Whoops! Or maybe she just didn't like me and that was an excuse because she wasn't honest enough to say as much. Nah, that's ridiculous.
I need new tea. Some instant chai, and something new and exotic, hopefully with actual leaves. Suggestions, anyone? Actually, on that subject, Erinn: If you ever want to enter the apartment again, you have to bring my a bag of German tea as a ransom. And GIVE ME BACK THE KEYS!
I see less of Seb now than I did before he lived with me.
I really have nothing worth posting right now. What a waste of time... YOUR TIME! |
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| Two posts in one day? Preposterous! |
[Oct. 4th, 2004|08:59 pm] |
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| | the sound of eating skittles | ] |
So, I'm all candied up and planning on having a playtest for my d20 thing ready to go by tomorrow morning. I would like it if we could get together and do it as well as play Risk or something sometime before Sunday. I know I work until 7:30 at the latest every day until then, and Bran-Lok is on days so could be out here by 5 or 6. Brent/Steph/Seb if I don't see him? |
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| I like food |
[Oct. 4th, 2004|12:27 pm] |
First of all, in two out of two dictionaries I checked daemon can be pronounced EITHER 'demon' or 'd-eh-men' (obviously not the syllables they used, but I'm sure you understand). As it looks like 'eh', I'm going to keep right on saying it and nothing but death will stop me.
Secondly, I'm not going to play D&D when Erinn is around. This is because she comes to socialize and chat, thus distracting from any actual playing. She wants to hang around with Stef and Brent and even Bran-Lok, whiling away the time with conversation and laughs. I'll point out that the two occasions she's come, we've either not played at all or gotten about two hours worth of playing in 6 hours or so. If Erinn was PLAYING, or watching quietly with little interaction, that would be fine. But she's not, she's talking and distracting and having a grand old time. This is not to say that I won't come at all, just that I will come with the full knowledge that playing that night is a lost cause, and won't bring any of my stuff.
Now, I'm not saying I'm against Erinn or anything. But if I wanted to hang out with her, I'd do it on a Thursday or something. Apparently, "playing D&D" when Erinn is around is just a pretense, so I'm dropping it right now. At least it will leave more time for homosexual subtext, text, and supertext. |
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| My next message will take 1 year, 3 days to reach earth... |
[Oct. 1st, 2004|10:36 pm] |
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| | I don't know what exanimate means! | ] |
Let's see, news, news, news...
My DSL has been upgraded from a little trycicle squeaking bravely forth to a mighty iron juggernaut crushing all beneath its massive spiked treads. Needless to say, my criminal downloading has increased vastly. Soon, I will be king of the underworld! Uh, I mean queen! Queen! Wait, no, I did mean king. Fuck.
Said downloads included the Ghost in the Shell Tachikoma Specials. Unfortunately, it has stalled with 8% left to go, but I can still watch most of them, albeit with occassional lapses of video quality. With that said, I'm a little disappointed, as the things make no fucking sense. Brent, explain to me what's going on, because I am so very confused.
Running on 3 hours of sleep shoved between 16 hours of work and about the same of screwing around when sleeping might be a good idea. I fear my brain may be degrading as a result... In fact, this post is evidence that that's exactly what's happening. Nichevo.
Erinn just arrived with my quesadillas... yes... everything is going exactly as planned...
Watched Voices of a Distant Star last night and again today. I was very tired the first time, so I didn't pay enough attention to the ending and finished it uncertain of which of two endings actually occured: A) The uplifting true love can conquer even the greatest of obstacles happy ending, or B) The depressing the universe is a cold and uncaring place which will snuff out love and life unhappy ending. I've figured it out now, but I won't let you in.
I think I had something else to say, but I guess not. Well, adios until next time, and remember: Kill the mutant, burn the heretic, purge the unclean! |
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