it is only monday…
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i have been up for entirely too long today. it’s already like…HOURS that i’ve been at work, on top of the freakish amount of HOURS i have been up already and it’s not even noon. god i hate meetings. especially useless, fruitless meetings where i’m half blown off anyway. bleh.
i am excited for the day regardless, though, because: KICKBALL!!!!
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arguably the best part of the weekend was hot fuzz. i totally *heart* simon pegg and nick frost now. totally and completely — and they are some special lookin’ dudes, but i love them anyway.
also: old lady gettin’ kicked in the face. it doesn’t get much better than that!
of course, after a weekend of steadily gorgeous weather, today is a whopping 82 degrees and i want to be anywhere but inside. stupid in-of-doors! i have a blender at home just callin’ out my name…
the rest of my weekend, weather aside, was pretty wonky and i don’t know why. just everything was ever so slightly off…and i hate that.
today: eye exam! OH NOES!
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it’s like the week is making a concerted effort to crap all over my Awesome Weekend. not only is today marathon day (gag) but it’s fucking total bullshit outside. i’m soggy and cranky and under slept now. the only thing keepign me from a full-scale homicidal rage is the fact that my beautiful lil car now has music. nothing is better than driving with some kick-ass tunes.
also, i both did a lot and did a lot of nothing this weekend, which was just so great. sometimes i really like having no set plan, you know? it means there are no deadlines no pressures, nothing. it’s relaxing. in fact, the only thing that was actually “scheduled” over the weekend was my cd installation for the car and even that got moved up earlier & thus more convenient.
music in the car? check. 300 soundtrack for rockin’ out? check. fucking delish stephen colbert ice cream? double-fuckin’-check. kick ass local bar within spittin’ distance of home? c-h-e-c-k! unbelievably awesome movie in unbelievably shitty theatre? double-check.
grindhouse, now that is a movie, man. it was awesome. the gore, the action, the hos, the fast cars, the explosions, the weapons, the fighting, the pretend movie ads (machete!!!), the dialogue, everything about it was just so much fun! also: hot cars. and, tracie thoms (from wonderfalls) was in death proof and absolutely awesome. probably the most impressive person in the whole movie: zoë bell. it’s not often you see women stunt actors, but she’s pretty fuckin’ bad ass. and obviously does her own shit, and does it well. and of course, i am not surprised that tarantino uses her so much, but he does so with good reason. i mean, you have to give props to anyone willing to flop around on the hood of a car going at breakneck speed just for kicks.
mad props.
and now…i pretend to be productive…
ETA: guitar hero makes my eyeballs MELT
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as much as i adore having a long weekend, the whole 5-days-of-work-crammed-into-a-4-day-week thing is just a little bit draining. or you know, totally & completely draining. my shoulders are sore from various haunched over positions while working, my eyes are literally freaking the fuck out and my head hurts. also: my desk is a complete and total disaster area.
i’m le tired.
on the plus side, kickball starts soon and i’m way excited for that. it will be good to go out and play hard, party hard & socialize.
also, i have come to acknowledge and accept my habit of incessant window shopping online (can you even do that, really?). it’s gotten worse over the years and at the end of the day i’ll find i’ve just browsed about 50 different online stores and spent (in my mind) a few month’s worth of paychecks on any number of things. i do this all the freaking time, really. i’m not even hardcore materialistic or anything but i have about 100 thousand wish lists built up in my headmeats. it’s ridiculous. and they’re things that aren’t even really for me, actually. birthday presents for folks, things people i know need, stuff that would be cool to share, etc. and dear lord, now that i have my own apartment it just doesn’t end. i look and look and look.
and then i look at my bank account and cringe and look away.
sigh.
what exactly, is so special about friday the 13th anyway? i never really ever notice it until the day has passed…
also: alanis morrisette is my hero these days
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category : daily grind, g33kd0m
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i have been away from work for less than 12 hours. that is kind of totally ridiculous when you think about it, really. not that i don’t totally love my job but what the hell, man?
lately i’ve just been so fried, so rundown. i don’t know what it is…probably the weather. right now it’s supposed to be lovely and springtime and fresh. it’s totally not, in fact, it’s totally completely bullshit. and well, i’ve been stressing UNBELIEVABLY a lot over the whole upcoming travel thing. there’s tickets to buy, times to coordinate, money to have that is not there…and on top of it all, i still have to get tickets to fly my buttnugget out here in july. such a freakin’ headache, i swear.
i wish i weren’t so god damned poor.
in other news, i’m attempting to draw again. it is not going so well & i fully blame the boy for this. because if he had not have brought it up i would not have ever bothered in the first place. and yet, and yet…here i am, scrawling away and totally fuckin’ up shit. r.a.h…
i completely lack inspiration, i think. that’s my problem.
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but i begin with a mini rant:
i cannot quantify in mere words my utter & extreme & scathing, burning, all-encompassing hatred for Host It Now Networks and Mr. Timothy J. Rice.
words cannot even begin to explain the rage i have towards that filthy, fuckwit, retard, douchebag asshole. such a shady, underhanded, despicable person. i hope he’s consumed by at least 50 different types of fiery venereal diseases. burning, oozing, volatile diseases.
suck ass motherfucker.
but at the end of the day it totally doesn’t matter because i am free free FREE from him and his fucking sorry ass excuse for a hosting company and all the fraudulent practices therein.
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