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Apr. 18th, 2007 @ 11:43 pm
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I have this shirt that I wear to bed. It says "Bud Light Athletics" and has this old timey picture of a baseball player on it. It's pretty much the embodiment of what I hate about trendy clothing. Maybe that's why I wear it to bed? I like how it promotes both beer AND sports awareness. These are things that I value most highly in my life. Anyway, it's insanely comfortable. It has 2 arm pit holes in it. One of them is ENORMOUS. It gets any bigger and I will have a 3rd sleeve. I think it's funny that I have all these "bed shirts" in my drawer and I constantly keep going back to this one, every day the holes growing larger and larger. My mom would go nuts if I raised my arms around her. |
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Feb. 13th, 2007 @ 05:44 pm
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I was just taking out my contacts and I had an itch in my ear, so I accidentally gave myself a wet willie.
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Sometimes you feel like you want to say or yell something, but it's so jumbled up in different emotions that are both good and bad. That was supposed to seem like a question but since it was so long, the reader would only questio-phasize the last word so it would be like "bbAeehhD?"
Yeah. So right now I am:
-pissed
-content
-depressed
-relaxed
-contemplative
-running out of positives
-basically BLANK
Either I don't know what to think or I don't know if trying to know what to think is a good idea. I hyperanalyze so very much and I wish I didn't. I wish I could just accept things for what they are...but I probably wouldn't have gotten this far if I had. Basically, I love having more free time and I love not having to live in a stupidass dorm. I love working 35-40 hours a week and not having to worry about a huge homework workload. Honestly, the only thing in my life that has EVER made me feel a range of emotions...namely depresso-induced stress, is people. I'm not depressed, but I ain't satisfied neither!
With that said, I wish my computer's internet worked properly at the same time as the wireless going to any one of my systems. WTFMATE. Still not tired but I have to sleep anyway. |
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Nick: Did you talk to anyone else that I had talked to before about this?
Awesome lady: No I did not...
Nick: So...if I talked to you TWO HOURS AGO, I would have been set in FIVE MINUTES?
Awesome lady: that...is a possibility *laughs*
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nOTE how my ranting focusses solely on the home row. |
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So I'm on the phone with the tele-media guy (my cable provider) and obviously my internet is currently in a working state. He did SOMETHING and told me to unplug/plug my stuff back in. Eventually it started working so I'm not really sure if he actually did anything but whatever. I'm currently on hold because for some reason he had our modem listed as "deactivated" yet I've had internet all this time regardless...
Mike's been deathly sick for the past few days so I've had to work more than I'd of liked. I worked alone this morning which wasn't TOO bad, but constant sales with moderate trades made for no breathe-time. IM STILL ON HOLD!
There's this blemish/rash thing going on on my face that really needs to go away because I have to shave and I'm not one to keep a beard. It's dangerous business and itches like HELL.
Oh and now apparently the annoying exit interviews that I did for my student loans weren't recognized and some bitch from UMass sent *disconnected from internet* me a snail mail about how my transcripts were being withheld because of my "neglect." OOOOHkayy, I'm pretty sure I did them on time.
Argh, I was hoping my internet was working for at least a LITTLE while but it was merely a fluke :). I'm still typing in hopes that it comes back so I can post this. I am on hold for a SECOND time! Cable companies really do hire morAns.
This mountain dew is flat. This is exactly why I always buy cans.
UPDATE: Called Comcast as my cable company is switching over to them. The tele-media guy told me to call them tomorrow, so of course I called them today. The woman can't find my file and I'm going to guess it has to do with my account not being switched over yet. This isn't why he told me to wait mind you. He said they would have technicians available tomorrow. So right now my account is experiencing KNOWN issues. The fact that this issue is KNOWN (only by his supervisor apparently..hmmm) is progress. Ok it might not really be progress, but it was a way to get me off the phone with him at least. Oh yeah, I'm on hold AGAIN.
Uh oh...I think I have to go #2. OH HEY SHE FOUND IT!
*hour or so passes*
I won't get into the boring details but I really can't do much else while I'm on hold here. Basically I never needed some guy to come down here. I need to set up a new account with this change-over. Has NO ONE else had this issue yet? For some reason they can't get my modem "enabled" but I CAN get to the "LOL THIS IS COMCAST, INSTALL SOME SOFTWARE" page. Oh hey! I was just hung up on. I'm calling back. This post is over, but I hope to post it as soon as this issue is resolved. |
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If I were to make a post about tonight's 2 hours of 24 using only 2 animated gifs stolen from a forum...this would be that post:
Jan. 15th, 2007 @ 03:11 am
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Holy Shit! This commercial for...something, had a guy saying "I'm thinking of a number between 450 and 850" and I was like "seven.....twenty" and RIGHT as I said 20, he shows a big 720 on the screen next to him! AGH! I can predict numbers AND the future (as it happens).
Jan. 4th, 2007 @ 11:48 am
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So I've just been sitting at my computer for like 20 minutes, thinking. Of course I was also thinking in the shower. This involves a lot of talking to myself. I go back and forth between what I should do and how I should think. Something that seems like just a fantastic idea at one point is an atrocious idea at another. I've also been thinking about my life in general lately.
about how I've been over the years, socially.
also about what I will end up doing in the near future and what will become of my current lifestyle.
One thing I've noticed is that I tend to make things much harder on myself when my outlook is negative. Things somehow seem better when I go into them with a positive attitude. It sounds like an after-school special but its TRUE. I have to accept the facts and NOT assume things. Analyzing human behavior is unfortunately something I do all the time. I'm constantly making sure that I know every little detail and that's not a good thing. I want to roll with what hits me as it hits me. I don't want to worry about the inevitable. You give my brain one second though, and it's a downward spiral.
I just overthink things way too much. Tomorrow is New Years Eve and I'm almost positive I won't be doing anything special for it. I think I remember being pretty depressed on it last year...and then I played Prince of Persia...Anyways, I hope I can be happy with what little I have. I'm really sick of giving up, so maybe I'm finally old enough to deal with it. It's just hard right now.
Dec. 31st, 2006 @ 01:57 am
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That subject was supposed to be random text, but somehow it started off with "wet." There is no significance to that.
I'm sitting here trying to figure out how to relieve some stress, so I think HEY I'll post on that journal that I created for the semi-explicit purpose of complaining about stuff. I'll also make it public so Dom can read it and know that I want work when I come home because I'm both a tiger and a charging rhino! HOURS!! Hell I can manage the Bristol EB...no I can't. Maybe I can get people that don't want socks to buy 2 pairs of socks. If only I had an anecdote to inspire me...
So I need to take 2 bullshit E-Exit interviews for my 2 student loans. HA I didn't even realize it was $20,000 until last month. I thought it was more like 10,000!! AHAHAHA I'm so responsible. Anyways I dont have all the info I need because I don't talk to anyone in my family and I don't memorize addresses and my memory is shitty regardless so even if I just asked you "hey pete, where do you live" it wouldn't matter because once I left, I would be like "dude Brandon, where does Pete live?" OH shit I'm all alone with Brandon. FUCK GIVE ME A GUN
I don't know anyone named Pete.
Then there's also homework. I need to cut some more paper out. I've been doing this EVERY DAMNED DAY this week and I'm still not done! Today is my 4th day off in a row and I now expect to be working from Friday-Wednesday. MAYBE even thursday. Who knows. I'd sure like to do something before I left. For the first time in over 4 years, I'm going to miss something up here. TOO MUCH...BRAINad;lkadkjadfjf
Life was simpler last summer. Oh it seemed so simple. I didn't have to care about anything, things were swell. Now things are complicated and it's stressful. Argh, I don't want to move out to California.
OH YEAH! I wanted to do frickin laundry a while ago but the jerkass took the next open washer like the SECOND it ended! I was being nice and waiting a FEW minutes for the owner to take their stuff but NO, I see wet laundry sitting off to the side. SAVAGES! Tonight is retard drunken party night (thirsty thursday) so I can probably do laundry around midnight when most people are too busy laughing and banging their heads on tables with ping pong balls in their ears.
DAMN YOU MUCHAAAAAAA
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Dec. 7th, 2006 @ 03:23 pm
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Why do I have so wierd fuckin dreams?? I should have posted this right when I woke up cuz I dont even remember it now. Lessee...
I was at this amusement park with this group of people, kind of like some school fieldtrip. The only people I could identify were some from my Typography class. We were there doing...something I don't remember. Anyways there came a point in time where we were all supposed to perform some kind of duty for someone. I was first. I was assigned (at first) to carry a loaf of bread from one building to another building across the road from it. I went into that building and my chore turned into putting an entire box full of stuffed (furry) octopusses in a giant crate. There were tons of empty boxes littering this room. I found myself throwing all of these off to another part of that room until I uncovered...another box of stuffed furry octopusses. So I double checked with my "master" what I had to do and suddenly there was this enormous crate to my side that was bigger than the room itself, but somehow was still right there. Suddenly the bags of octo's turned into Wii system boxes! I think I went to reach for one when my alarm went off. Country music wakes me up. I put my radio station on the one thing I can never (usually) sleep through. Bleh.
Why do I always have dreams about going on field trips to giant amusement parks???
Nov. 19th, 2006 @ 09:54 am
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