Wednesday, May 28, 2003
Do they make teflon pants? |12:10 PM| Edit:
I forgot to add: The vampire meetup day is in 20 days. The sort of people we'll be meeting should be varied. Varied, in the realm of total fucking nutjobs, that is. I'll interview a couple of them, take some pictures and video if possible. I don't think I'll win any journalism awards, since breaking the "otherkin are insane" story is an old one.
I dislike strip joints. They're smelly, sweaty, and expensive. I was in a strip bar over the weekend for a friend's birthday party. Someone bought me a lapdance, and I wasn't sure how to react. I tried to look as though I was enjoying it, but I was really waiting for it to be over. I laughed a lot. Despite the humor, I still had an odd looking woman humming at my ear and crotch trying to be hot. Uncomfortable is not the proper word for it. I think if I am ever invited to another strip club I'm not going to sit down. Harder to inflict a lap dance on someone when they don't have a chair. I could also wear really slick/smooth pants so any attempts to sit on my lap are met with a comical non-stick surface.
I also fucked up my car on a gate. The neighbors were arguing, looking like they might turn violent, but I should still have been paying attention at a critical moment. It's my fault.
How often do people use "It's completely my fault" when they don't fully believe it's their fault, but think that other people believe it is all their fault? And what's wrong with adverbs, anyway? Vorpal says a good step in writing is eliminating as many words that end in "-ly" as possible. I admit that many of them are superfluous, but emphasis is needed in some messages.
Someone who used to be my friend might be destroying themselves right now. Makes me sick, I wonder what happened to the friend I used to have. Apparently they're no longer on their self destructive path, good for them. The suffering of artists is often a symptom, not a cause, of creativity. Part of me wishes that I still talked to this person, because I'd feel obligated to help them somehow, but this is the sort of situation where I think they'll have to figure it out for themselves. Like why not having your own bathroom sucks. Romanticizing tragic figures is dangerous, however I'm not one to talk as I do it myself.
I saw "The Italian job" for free, surprisingly not-terrible. Inoffensive, only a few violent scenes, and creative in some interesting fields of the "complicated robbery movie".
I'm at work, and Time Warner is again having issues taking care of my payment. I'm going to have to go in with cash. Update: Paid with cash, I'll be back online in a couple days. Hooorah. In the meantime, I can clean my new house. Otherwise my roommate will cut me.
Rent is almost due. My W2's are missing.
Yes, I intend to expand on all these soon, and hopefully throw some humor in, but I want to get them down before I forget.
Do they make teflon pants? |12:10 PM| Edit:
I forgot to add: The vampire meetup day is in 20 days. The sort of people we'll be meeting should be varied. Varied, in the realm of total fucking nutjobs, that is. I'll interview a couple of them, take some pictures and video if possible. I don't think I'll win any journalism awards, since breaking the "otherkin are insane" story is an old one.
I dislike strip joints. They're smelly, sweaty, and expensive. I was in a strip bar over the weekend for a friend's birthday party. Someone bought me a lapdance, and I wasn't sure how to react. I tried to look as though I was enjoying it, but I was really waiting for it to be over. I laughed a lot. Despite the humor, I still had an odd looking woman humming at my ear and crotch trying to be hot. Uncomfortable is not the proper word for it. I think if I am ever invited to another strip club I'm not going to sit down. Harder to inflict a lap dance on someone when they don't have a chair. I could also wear really slick/smooth pants so any attempts to sit on my lap are met with a comical non-stick surface.
I also fucked up my car on a gate. The neighbors were arguing, looking like they might turn violent, but I should still have been paying attention at a critical moment. It's my fault.
How often do people use "It's completely my fault" when they don't fully believe it's their fault, but think that other people believe it is all their fault? And what's wrong with adverbs, anyway? Vorpal says a good step in writing is eliminating as many words that end in "-ly" as possible. I admit that many of them are superfluous, but emphasis is needed in some messages.
Someone who used to be my friend might be destroying themselves right now. Makes me sick, I wonder what happened to the friend I used to have. Apparently they're no longer on their self destructive path, good for them. The suffering of artists is often a symptom, not a cause, of creativity. Part of me wishes that I still talked to this person, because I'd feel obligated to help them somehow, but this is the sort of situation where I think they'll have to figure it out for themselves. Like why not having your own bathroom sucks. Romanticizing tragic figures is dangerous, however I'm not one to talk as I do it myself.
I saw "The Italian job" for free, surprisingly not-terrible. Inoffensive, only a few violent scenes, and creative in some interesting fields of the "complicated robbery movie".
I'm at work, and Time Warner is again having issues taking care of my payment. I'm going to have to go in with cash. Update: Paid with cash, I'll be back online in a couple days. Hooorah. In the meantime, I can clean my new house. Otherwise my roommate will cut me.
Rent is almost due. My W2's are missing.
Yes, I intend to expand on all these soon, and hopefully throw some humor in, but I want to get them down before I forget.
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