DON'T DRINK THE WATER!....er.....tea
It's 2:07 and I just got back from hours of washing dishes and making coffee-type-drinks. Eh...it pays well. Much better than selling my body ever did (obviously people like my coffee better than my body). Speaking of my body...I went golfing the other day with my brother and we both got some iced tea to quench our thirst on the 90 degree day. A couple holes later we both began to feel incredibly queasy and nauseous. Seriously...how do you get sick from friggin iced tea? Obviously they don't clean out their iced tea machine. Obviously they want their patrons to get a staph infection and die and never come back to play golf again. So the rest of the game we both felt like vomiting. Just thought I'd share. Oh, and if anyone wants to donate $60 to me so I can go to the Curiosa festival (where, appropriately, The Cure is playing) I would forever be in your debt and be your personal servant and do anything for you. Come on. Do you really want me to start selling my body on the street again? I never got any offers on selling my brother's body...so that offer is still in the air. Anyone?
My Friend Melatonin
In the past week I have ordered 2 first edition, hard cover, signed books by Will Christopher Baer. "Who?" You might ask. But even if I tell you, you just won't know. That's because I have found myself with the insatiable urge to buy books that, if the author were famous, would become extremely valuable and collected and so forth; but the author is not/will not be famous (at lease to the best of my knowledge) so the books will most likely depreciate in value and I will be stuck with first edition, hard cover, signed books that are merely good for reading. C'est la vie.
Oh, and I saw Mystic River, Stepford Wives, and Saved!. Fantastic acting, coulda been better, and actually had a good message....respectively.
Do you ever find yourself somewhere in life that you never expected to be? Not necessarily some huge change from your original plans, but maybe just some minute shift in what you thought would happen. Maybe just a little deviation from where you thought life might be at your current age. Something you never thought would be part of your life, but now it is, and you aren't even sure how you got to where you are. Or maybe it's the melatonin speaking.
10 Easy Steps To Becoming A Corporate Whore
There are basically two options. Finding a job that is not "corporate", but will still offer some kind of financial reparations for the work done for them, or working for a "corporate" business. I chose the latter. I'm working at Starbucks starting next week.
There seems to be a problem, however, in the way everyone spits out the sentence, "Oh, you work for a corporation." The problem? Here's the definition of corporation: "A group of people combined into or acting as one body." Hmm...so that means even the most anti-government, anti-big business, and anti-major corporation companies are in fact a corporation.
Anyway...
Things That Have Happened
-I worked out yesterday and thoroughly pulled something in my right arm...now I can't move it past a 90 degree bend
-I went back to the urologist and had, no joke, 6 dilations done in 30 minutes (if you don't know what I'm talking about, check my archives for other urologist related posts)
-I got a really bad sunburn......on the right side of my face. Yup...just the right side.
-I am now eyebrow piercing-less and am soon to be mohawk-less too (damn you Starbucks!)
Movies That Have Been Seen
-Happiness: Incredibly disturbing. Don't see it if you have a clean soul.
-Monster: Amazingly good. Don't see it if you're an optimist.
-In America: Even amazinglierly good. Don't see it if...um....ok, just see it.
-The Spanish Prisoner: Very interesting. Don't see it if you need flashbacks to explain things.
Now I'm off to band practice. See y'all later.
MORE Hate Comments...
Alright, well Abdual wrote me another comment about my post on his comment. Here goes:
"Yeah you American feel so superior to all of us. Well your helicopter came and destroyed a house on my street yesterday. Enjoy your nap.
-Abdual
Sigh...do I really have to do this again?
First: Abdual, I never said anything that would make me sound as if I believed I was more superior to you as a person. You made a stupid comment last time about me not being validated in my emotions. Come on. I was giving a rebuttal to an attack on what I am allowed to feel. To risk sounding pedantic and immature, you started it.
Second: I am so incredibly pissed off about this ambiguous "you" that keeps flying around it's not even funny. Our world has devolved into a bunch of mudslinging, stereotyping hypocrites. Much as it was not "the Germans" who persecuted the Jews, it sure as hell is not "my" helicopter that bombed the house on your street. You know what I think of that bombing? It's ridiculous, stupid, and completely and utterly unnecessary. If I could have stopped it, I would have. But guess what? The American government doesn't come to each house and ask if it's okay that civilian houses are bombed. So get over calling it "your helicopter" or anything similar.
Third: Once more we are back on whether or not I am allowed to feel stressed over allot of work or relieved when said work is complete. Do I need to explain this to you again Abdual? This is not MY war and whether or not I believe in it it's happening. If I were not allowed to feel happy as long as someone else in the world was less happy than I, I might as well shoot myself right now. Let's put it this way...Abdual, I can't believe you use a computer. Shame on you. I know this homeless guy down the street who doesn't even have shoes, let alone a computer. And there you are using a computer to read websites. That is so selfish.
Abdual, not all Americans are evil and selfish and wanting the destruction of the rest of the world. I am allowed to feel stressed/happy/sad/ecstatic and that has nothing to do with my opinion on world affairs. So get over yourself.
Hollywood Unoriginal? Wow...Big Surprise
I just saw a Catwoman trailer (the new Halley Barry version) and their trailer tagline is this:
"It's been said that when a person dies a cat can bring back their soul to make the wrong things right..."
Here's the opening line of "The Crow":
"People used to think that when someone dies, a crow carries their soul to the land of the dead. But sometimes...only sometimes the crow brings that soul back to set the wrong things right."
You're kidding me, right? I thought I had seen The Crow rip-offs before but this is just utterly ridiculous. Sigh...
Hate Mail..er...Hate Comments
Hey kids, I just got a nice comment on my last post in which I talked about being incredibly busy and really really tired. I never said anything about wanting to die, I never said anything about how horrible my life is. Here is the comment I just received on that post:
"Yeah well another couple kids in Iraq lost their appendages today so cram it. But oh I'm sure it's real horrible for you."
-Abdual
Well, Abdual, thank you for the comment. Now let's think about what you said, shall we? First off, thank you SO much for setting me straight. I mean gosh, for a second there I must have thought that me being tired and busy was worse than horrendous suffering. Without you I might have accidentally considered myself worse off than those kids. You are truly on the road to being a great politician or lawyer since you are obviously quite good at twisting words.
Secondly, nice logic there Abdual. If we are to take your comment seriously then nobody can feel any emotion at all because someone else in the world is probably feeling that same emotion to a higher degree. ie: I feel happy, but that obviously is discredited since someone just won 6 million dollars in the super lotto jackpot and that guy is most likely happier than I am.
So the anger you felt about my post? Sorry...doesn't matter...because I bet those poor Iraqi kids are angrier than you are about losing their arms and legs, so your anger doesn't mean anything.
Next time you might want to think twice about making a stupid comment Abdual.
So...Much....Tired....
In the past 48 hours I have spent over 24 hours working on this film. Yes, that means that since 7:30 Sunday morning I have been up. It's now 7:50 Monday morning. Now I have two 10 page papers to write and finals to study for. I'm doomed.
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spent 12 hours mixing sound today.....that's 12 hours in front of a computer with 2 pee breaks and a 10 minute food break.....don't cross me right now....i'm liable to kill someone