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| Wednesday, August 10th, 2005 | | 8:33 pm |
Allright! I've definatly let this sucker lapse,and.. well, more importantly, I look back on it all, (or am grabbed forcibly and facerubbed in it...) it's mostly negative bullshit that bypasses all the important stuff. So! Time to fix that, make myself socially active again, and generally get the whole thing back on track! For this purpose, and many others, I am moving! *Sets a small nuclear device in the middle of the journal, and nods* Yup, that'll do it... Just finished setting the new one, I'll delete this one in a week or so. So! http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=jamesthestrange | | Wednesday, May 25th, 2005 | | 9:20 am |
Report!
Okay, feeling MUCH better than last night. Dunno what triggered it, but probably Dad has been seriously stressing me out since I walked in the door. For one thing, his tenitis is obviously kicking up, since he hasnt spoken a single word at normal voice-tone. It's like he's always in caps, if not screaming, you know? Add to that he's basically lain down that I'm no longer a child in the house, I'm a tennant, but I WILL work 40 hours a week, subject to change only when I put a class shedule in his hands... Y'know, the usual sort of thing that happens when a kid declares he's moving out, and comes weeping back two months later. But enough about that! Because it's not a big deal. Why? Caus I already GOT me a new job! In the middle of paperworking, but the guy told me he liked me for it, so happydance time. I'm going to be, (drumroll please.....) A Securtiy officer at Six Flags! Now, this rocks for a great many reasons. One, it pays 8 bucks an hour. Better than any damned job I've ever had thusfar. Two, I'm pretty much guaranteed 40 hours, also better than any damned job I've had thusfar. Third, on my off days, or even when I'm just not punched in yet, I'm allowed access to the park! Which I must say, rocks all manner of ass. So, good summer job, start saving up, and then squeak into college come the fall. Another bit of good news for that, I've found out I dont need anything other than a brain to apply at the community colledge here, which takes a load of worry and paperwork off my back. I was worried I'd have to have school trancrips that dont exist, SAT scores that I never took... y;know, the same sort of worries every half-assedly homeschooled kid has. ^_^; My family is joyous to have me back, for the most part, and my siblings are allright. Josh has this cute little girlfriend who apparently likes recieving major hickeys, and has asked to borrow a paddle. XD Kiska..... Kiska still has Mike. The retard. No, seriously, he's deranged. Medicated and all. Some sort of hyper-super ADD, he has zero impulse control. Little fucker mooned his ass right on my car one time. suffice to say, I dont like him. I dont care about any sort of condition, girl, being stupid is no excuse to be an idiot. There IS no excuse period. Hrmn... report on the great white north.... Ehh. Some good, some bad. I was couch-hopping the entire time. And only AFTER I leave does Jenna tell her two roomies she's moving. Made plenty of friends up there, most of whom I cant really get into contact with... But I'll fix that tutsuite. Jenna herself... we're still loosely together, but I refuse to stress it, or take any more wierdness. Fortunatly since it's pretty much back to online now, no worries of that. As to my own opinion on all this... Mnnn. I have a bed again. My own bed. Mnnnn. Current Mood: Zippy! | | Tuesday, May 24th, 2005 | | 8:12 pm |
| | Monday, May 23rd, 2005 | | 4:55 pm |
HOME!
I'm home, safe, sane, sound, and so on. More details on later, once I'm all hooked back up. | | Friday, May 13th, 2005 | | 10:13 pm |
To those it may concern. Jenna and I are now officially broken up. Current Mood:  Anihalated | | Saturday, April 30th, 2005 | | 10:53 pm |
How does a person go from being completly unable to listen to the most important things, to... well, being able to? Anybody? I've aparently got this hella big mental block that's completly fucking over every aspect of my life. There was a half joking line here about demanding solutions, but I wouldnt listen to it anyways, would I? Which means I need to come up with some way to beat this myself. Only thing is, I'm always so damned convinced I'm right, and that things need to be solved right the hell now, I refuse to be told 'leave it be', because that means you're encouraging the current state. There, thats the issue. "Leaving something be encourages it's current state." Always fun when you figure these things out. Now intelectualy, I can look at that statement and know it's not true, but whenenver push comes to shove, I want to change states, make them better... More fitting my view, usually. *sigh* Thorny little bitch of a problem, this. I've got to break it, though. My foolishness is damn near killing Jenna, and our relationship. And with damn good reason, too. So. Knowing that... now what? Got nothing. Now I'll sleep on it. | | Thursday, March 10th, 2005 | | 9:19 pm |
I. HATE my little brother, with a depth and magnitude I cannot express. This is not a momentary thing, brought on by a particular bout of horribleness. I simply hate him. | | Wednesday, March 9th, 2005 | | 8:42 am |
The value of cost.
Why should I be impressed if you can effortlessly do something? What does it prove to me? A person ought to be more impressed if an action costs you something, if it makes you impress yourself. The harder something is, the more valulable it is. Current Mood: Pondering | | Thursday, February 24th, 2005 | | 11:46 pm |
Hrmn. Existential question. Why are lies, and the results there-of, so hilarious? Piles of deciet, and all that junk, so bloody funny? (Nothing terribly angst-filled, mind you, just movies like Shark Tale, or anything else where the main comedic point is some big lie... they always kinda disturb me, rather than amuse, really. ) Current Mood:  thoughtful | | Wednesday, February 16th, 2005 | | 3:29 pm |
| | Tuesday, February 15th, 2005 | | 11:04 pm |
| | 8:33 pm |
Wacky, wacky song.
Believe me, Natalie Listen Natalie This is your last chance to find A go-go dance to disco now Please believe me, Natalie Listen Natalie This is your last chance to find A go-go dance to disco now Forget what they said in Soho Leave the oh-no's out And believe me, Natalie Listen Natalie This is your last chance There is an old cliche Under your Monet, baby Remember the arch of roses Right above your couch Forget what they said in Soho Leave the oh-no's out Yes, there is an old cliche Under your Monet, baby You left the station now to the floor With speculation, what was it for? In that old hallway Moses, why don't you say You've been away for a long time Believe me, Natalie This is your last chance To find a go-go Forget what they said in Soho And walk away If my dreams for us can't get you through Just one more day It's alright by me God help me somehow There's no time for survival left The time is now... Cause this might be your last chance To disco, oh-oh XD May I just take a moment to thank ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) sedyah for introducing me to "The Killers", one of the coolest bands since Cake. Some of thier stuff is sappy/romantic, and then you get... wacky. Yet more points for her already towering lead in the "Most Awesome Woman the Universe Dares to Contain" award. Current Music: Do you NEED to guess? :P | | Sunday, February 13th, 2005 | | 9:49 pm |
Well. Tonight I've done about one of the top stupidest things I've ever done. At about 9, I had to go pick up Josh from work, and Kiska from her boyfriends. I drove to Mike's first, about 20 minutes out, and started driving back. There were frustrating factors to the event, I wont detail them because they arent important. I completly snapped at one of the ongoing factors, her bitching, and stopped the car, and forced her and Mike out. I then drove to pickup Josh from work, got a bite to eat, and cooled down. I dropped Kiska off at 8:54, and drove out of the parking lot at work at 9:05 or so. I spent the next 15-20 minutes going to find her, but she'd already been picked up I later found out. Once I got home, I subsequently argued with Dad loudly about a lot of things, including various leftover anger I have at him for other things. But none of that is the point, since this is simply a recording of one of my worst acts of the year. Current Mood: Slowly calming.Current Music: Quiet. | | 8:07 pm |
DAMN. Just.... DAMN! I'm a fan of martial arts flicks. So I've seen a lot of vicious hits. My ENTIRE Top 5 list is now from one movie, Ong Bak. Go see it. And somebody start cropping it for "OWNED!" icons. Seriously. Current Mood: Owned. Just... owned. | | Tuesday, February 8th, 2005 | | 1:19 pm |
Damn! nothing like a good workout. A half hour of DDR, and a 10-set of pushups between each song. Now that's progress! Current Mood: hyper! And a wee bit sore around the shoulders. | | Friday, February 4th, 2005 | | 2:30 pm |
No, it dosent make any great deal of sense. I like the overall tone veryverymuch, however.
I was born a child of grace Nothing else about the place Everything was ugly but your beautiful face And it left me no illusion I saw you in the curve of the moon In the shadow cast across my room You heard me in my tune When I just heard confusion All because of you All because of you All because of you I am...I am I like the sound of my own voice I didn't give anyone else a choice An intellectual tortoise Racing with your bullet train Some people get squashed crossing the tracks Some people got high rises on their backs I'm not broke but you can see the cracks You can make me perfect again All because of you All because of you All because of you I am...I am I'm alive I'm being born I just arrived, I'm at the door Of the place I started out from And I want back inside All because of you All because of you All because of you I am Current Mood: GroovyCurrent Music: All Because of You - U2 | | Wednesday, February 2nd, 2005 | | 12:32 am |
Question. Do you know the word "Grok"? Never read Stranger in a Strange Land, then? Children should LEARN to read with this book. It ought to be grafted into every holy book on the planet. It would be the first of my three wishes from a Genie to plonk the transcript into every human's mind. Anyways. That's not the point. The point is it means to drink. To know, understand, learn of, share from yourself, intermingle, to be at one with, to expose yourself to, to completly and utterly know something to the point where it is as breathing to you, to cherish and praise and hold deep and secret and part of the substructure of your bones, and the key of your smile, to give of your heart, to know, to love, to accept and be of and with, without, within... *Sighs* Such beautiful words we as a species can imagine, words we can barely comprehend, but still. To grok completly, of this world, of the people in it, of my mate and her life and self, is a spiritual goal of mine. Just for reference. Current Mood: Deep and wide | | Sunday, January 30th, 2005 | | 11:24 pm |
Personal notes.
Well, we learned something important today, didnt we, Me? All or nothing, because half is worse than anything else. | | Tuesday, January 11th, 2005 | | 11:07 am |
| | Tuesday, January 4th, 2005 | | 6:38 pm |
Just so you all know.
The Aviator SO sucks. It's... spastic, and nonsensical. It just ruins the fact that Leo DiCaprio is hot. I mean, they sucked it right out of him. Sad. So, so, sad. I mean, Hughs, DiCaprio, heck, it had Hepburn! On the plus side, I saw a trailer for Sin City, and THAT looks like it could very well own your behind. http://www.themoviebox.net/movies/2005/STUVWXYZ/SinCity/trailer.php |
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