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Sunday, June 29, 2003
Wondering why I'm having a lack of updates??? It's because I'm working a hellalot. Sure lots of things have happened that are funny as hell, but things are a little chaotic. On top of having so many work hours, my iBook (the primary computer I use w/ all my updated bookmarks and contacts) is still funky. Apple is sending me a box for me to put it in to send to them so they can check it out; it'll be free of charge of course. I'm not mad at people anymore. It seems like once every 2 weeks, I get in this mood where I hate every living thing on this planet. If you check out my archives, you'll see this pattern. I don't really know why I do this - maybe it's a man's version of PMS (minus squeezing an egg and squirting blood out of a vagina). One of the funniest things to happen... I kicked out some people in a movie theater for acting ignorant. I saw those same people at the Mall a couple of days ago, and they followed my friends and I around for a wall. They would just follow us while laughing and attempting to make fun of me. Whatever. I said something witty, my friends laughed....they stopped following me. Big deal. I moved up from a light DDR player to a [barely] standard player; that was cool. I was bragging to some people I work with just because I could. Last Saturday, I found out cops are pretty cool. We had this cop who was "playing with the customers." He would go up to old women and tell them people were saying they were being disruptive. The funny thing about it is that these women (and men) would believe this cops and FREAK OUT! One woman almost cried. Cops are cool. They cuss and blah blah blah just like us regular folk. When it's all said and done (whatever that means), cops are just regular folks with uniforms on who just happens to carry a gun. Speaking of gun, this other cop took out his gun and threatened to open fire on a ball up piece of paper we threw at him. That was cool. Saturday was so fucking boring; I didn't kick anybody out.
29 Day Later was an awesome movie. Must see. Several people have walked out on it this weekend which I don't understand. Not scary, but realistic. The realism and the natural silence throughout the entire film makes for one of the most eeriest atmospheres. The grittiness of shooting off a DV camera mixed with great CG/FX makes it impossible to tell what is real and what isn't. How the fuck did they shoot all that awesome footage of an empty England??? An empty London?????? That in itself is worth seeing this film. It had great themes. It was funny how the scariest thing about the movie wasn't the "zombies"...but the undercover brutalities of humanity (sorry for the big words). Charlie's Angels Full Throttle had great action sequences that were planned out well. The only problem was how unbelievable how acrobatic these girls are. It was such unrealistic fighting choreography. It was comparable to The Matrix, but at least The Matrix explained that it was only possible to bend the rules of gravity because it was nothing more than a mental simulation. Charlie's Angels is in THE REAL WORLD. The real world has gravity. As far as story goes...it's comparable to XXX...unfortunately. The first Charlie's Angels was great. One of my friends said, "It was like Vin Diesel with breast divided by 3." How very true. I work tomorrow, and I also get to see Terminator 3 and Legally Blonde 2. Life is good. ¶11:38 PM e-mail me (0) comments Monday, June 23, 2003 I hate people. Gossip is the root of all people. It sucks when the people you can't trust are the ones closest to you. We all allow a handful of people into our world...it seems as if the people you let into your world always turns out to be your greatest enemy. I hate people. I'm now remembering why I'm such a reserved person when it comes to socializing. I'm just gonna live my life the way I'm doing it. I fucking hate people. I'm not totally paranoid-free, but I'm so fucking secure with me. No one will ever understand, I am who I am just because I can. I'm not happy anymore. I want to go away...back to college. I hate people. I will not do something just because everyone else is. How hard is that to understand??? Living your life like that is so one-dimensional...so superficial. It's so fucking conservative!! Conservatism and "being average" is not fun at all. Fuck the norm. Fuck people. Fuck the world. The world is my hell and society is the devil. Society (the devil) is trying to make me do things I don't want to do. I don't have to be the stereotypical black guy and I don't have to live life like a stereotypical Southern dumbfuck. Society can shut the fuck up and leave me the fuck alone. I feel like all I've been doing is bottling up all this anger. Not anymore. From now on, anger is my new best friend...not some of the fucks around here. A person can only be stabbed in the back so much. I hate people. ¶11:32 PM e-mail me (0) comments Friday, June 20, 2003 Hulk kicked so much ass. ¶2:14 AM e-mail me (0) comments Thursday, June 19, 2003 Work work work work. I go to work today at 11:30AM which = lots of fun. I'm kind of in a hurry. I wanted to stop and get food before I get there, but I don't have anytime now (stupid pornography). Hmmm....kind I take a shower and get dressed and all ready to go in 20 minutes? The world may never know. Well, atleast you'll semi0know my schedule! My calendar is updated (daily), change the view to the "months view" and enjoy laughing at how much crap I have to do. If you have iCal, you can subscribe to my calendar and it'll automatically download my calendar for you whenever I make updates (pretty nifty stuff). Yep...looks like I'm going to be late today. Now I've only got 15 minutes to get ready, ha ha. Isn't that hilarious?? Later. ¶10:45 AM e-mail me (0) comments Tuesday, June 17, 2003 Has it really been 4 days since my last post?? Whoops. I've been working nonstop for 4 days. I'm finally giving a break today and tomorrow. Everyone decided to take off last weekend, so me and this other guy had to work for them. Had to. And last night I was pretty P'd off because the manager made us mop and sweep everywhere. I got through it okay. I was so tired I didn't even feel like watching Matrix Reloaded again. The closing usher stays until 12:30AM. Usually, I would just watch Matrix Reloaded until after that cool truck crashing scene. Anyway, I'm here...I'm writing...we're all happy aren't we. I'm extra happy because my hard drive is functional again. I fixed it. I am a computer God. A computer God who's gotta cut the grass again :-( I hate cutting the grass. It looks like the grass is too wet out there, so I really shouldn't cut it. I'm going to the movies tonight with a buddy. I'm gonna treat him to Italian Job probably (maybe Wrong Turn). I get 4 free tickets a week, I think I should try to use all of them. Getting ready to see Hulk Thursday!!! I don't really know who I'm going to take. I got two books yesterday: Cocoa Programming for Dummies and Flash MX for Dummies. I took my friend's advice and bought a Flash book to help me animate. Making OS X programs is gonna be fun as well. I don't know if I'm gonna support Windows yet, I'm thinking about it. Nah!! I'm only making OS X apps. Ha...you people don't care. I found out I can make native OS X apps using Java, so that's gonna save me a lot of time (I KNOW JAVA mostly). If you have a website, and you want me to link to it....talk to me baby! I'm currently updating my links, and they're mostly gonna be blogs this time around. ¶12:31 PM e-mail me (0) comments Friday, June 13, 2003 ::yawn:: Two days ago, I had a "date" with a girl-friend of mine. How'd it go" It went great sort of. I don't think I'll ever purue a relationship with her because the connection isn't there. I can't be myself around her. I tell her about some of the things I did in college, and she can't believe it. Her idea of me, and what I'm really like are totally contradictory. I found myself censoring some of me from her (which I did to my roommate), which means there's no hope in having a meaningful (or retarded) conversation with her. The whole time, she was talking to herself. She was literally having a conversation to herself. I was only giving the oportunities of saying..."Oh....Uh-huh....You don't say....Wow." That is not the type of conversation I like having. Some of you may think it's my fault; that I should just be myself and stop pretending I'm someone I'm not. Yeah, I should have. Maybe then, she would see how incompatible we really are. I was trying to spare her the discouragement. I was trying to be sensitive. Obviously, she wants us to become something we can't be. But on the other hand, when I look at her I really want to do things to her. When I was driving, (since I only drive with my left hand) I felt like putting my right hand on her thighs and seeing where that would take me. Everytime I look at her, I wanted to kiss her. So I was pondering, "How can I turn her into a friend w/ benefits?" But I try to avoid doing that, because it would probably make things worse than they already are. Soooo, I've reduced her to friendship status - I have no promotions in store for her. I know it's not impossible to find a girl that's compatible with me. I found 2 girls who are fuckable in college, and there 3 girls fuckable her. What do I mean by fuckable? Someone that I share similar interest with. SOmeone that I can be myself around. Someone I would mind getting in a relationship with. That's it. I don't ask for much. Meanwhile, another one of my friends lost there virginity. I feel the pressure to SCORE, but I don't really want to. I'm too scare that I might fuck up my life - either by getting a girl pregnant, or getting in a crud relationship that I'll never get out of. The funny thing is that ALL of my friends who've had sex have all had a time where they thought their partner was pregnant (or they were pregnant). For some they weren't, for others they were (unfortunately). My right hand is all the woman I need at the moment (I could never get it pregnant). To all my friends who've gotten laid, more power to you. ¶1:38 PM e-mail me (0) comments Wednesday, June 11, 2003 The "date" is tonight. I'm sort of looking forward to it. I hate dates. I'm always afraid of what a girl's expectations are. I don't even know if this is a date...so when we say goodbye, do we just hug? or should I kiss her on the cheek? or should I slap her on the ass? I have no idea; I hate how you can't plan ahead due to the unpredictability of your date's expectations. I'm planning on buying her food and shit, so that would qualify it as a date right? This girl is so unresponsive to things...it makes me not want to talk to her (which is a problem). I'm thinking she's just very shy. The last time we had a "date" ...she would laugh at everything I said, even when I knew it wasn't funny. I hate that. Just tell me, "Keddaris...that wasn't funny" and I'll be happy. I hate people who aren't opinionated. Tell me I said something stupid, and I'll do the same - don't just AGREE with everything. Back on the subject, I'm picking her up at 6:45PM (hopefully I still remember where she lives)...the movie starts at 7:20PM (Wrong Turn). I really want to see Matrix Reloaded again (which would make the total 6 times seeing it), but I wouldn't be able to get free tickets (I have to wait 4 weeks before I can see it for free over and over again; however, I only have to wait 2 weeks for Wrong Turn). It should be an interesting night filled with uncomfortable silences and fake laughter. Not to mention, I'll have to listen to the fucking radio...seeing how she probably doesn't like the kinds of music I listen to (Grrrrrrriouhjlkjiuouytyt...rrrrrrrrr). I'm putting a condom in my wallet though. You just never know what'll happen - which is why I fucking hate dates...unpredictability, high expectations, secretive horniness, and fear of uncomfortable siliences. ¶2:05 PM e-mail me (0) comments Monday, June 09, 2003 Oh yeah! This couple was smoking in a theater house yesterday, and the cops busted her. They later found out that she was DRUNK. They did those infamous drunk test right in front of the usher stand! I had a front row seat (oh yeah! uh-huh! bia bia! cool beans! coocoocachu! yowza!). She was mildly attractive (great body, less than great face). Her hair was poofy...like a classic 80s hairdoo (or a middle aged prostitute - God I love HBO). So I was sstanding there watching. They asked her to recite the alphabet, starting with the letter R (I was thinking "WHAT THE FUCK!!"). She did it okay, kind of, sort of... "R, S (pause), T, W, Z" Hmmmm, she messed up a little didn't she. Then they asked her to walk in a straight line. She did it okay, kind of, sort of... "Why do I have to do this, I'm not drunk" and she can't seem to put her right foot in front of her left foot....interesting desu ka? no? verdad? She is so fucking drunk it seems. It was like I was watching an episode of cops. Anyway, the cops took her outside and that's the last time I saw her. She'll be back..they always come back. Meanwhile, in house #4 (it'll be on your left, last one on the right)...some rednecks are smoking and dipping (people were complaining). Whenever I would go in there and check the shit out, they wouldn't be doing anything. But I could smell it oh so well. I fucking haTe people who smoke (especially if they are hippies, buahahaha...I crack myself up). haTe with a capital T and a lowercased h,a and e (fuck yeah that's different from "hate"...email me, and I'll tell you why). Okay....fuck all that shit I said above.. This girl just called me (the girl I went to my junior prom with)...I don't really put myself out there. She kept calling and calling. Blah blah....I've gotta "date" with her Wednesday. I'm talking her to see Wrong Turn. I don't fucking know what I should do! She I be aggressive, and try to get booty? Or should I just maintain our friendship and keep down to minimal flirting? I don't fucking know. I know one thing; I'm getting a fucking hair cut now..I need to look pretty. This girl is sexy, and she's not a genric black girl (aka...she's intelligent). I'm so scared of relationships and committment - PETRIFIED. Yay! I love problems. This girl would be perfect...if only she liked rock music. Hmmm, I dont know what kind of music she like. She fucking called me! You know what that means. She wants me. She's craving me. I don't know if I'm ready for it. I'm not aggresive at all. If she wants something to happen, she'll have to make it happen. Hopefully I'll be up for anything (yes, that has double meaning...read that sentence one more time.) ¶2:49 PM e-mail me (0) comments Ehhh...everything's cool. Finally the weekend's over and I'll be able to get some sleep. Parents go to work leaving me here by myself, so no one can wake me up. About 5 minutes ago, I looked out the window and saw a snake coming toward the house. I went out there (wanting to get a shovel and bash its head in), but as soon as I opened the door the snake did a u-turn and "ran" like hell. I was really looking forward to some good old animal cruelty. It makes me feel good to kill every now and again...(I'm talking about killing animals people, what the hell were you thinking?) I don't feel like doing anything today. I'm so close to beating Enter the Matrix; right now, I'm after the art where you have to kill those retarded Vampires. I just beat up Serif (I don't know how to spell his name). Even though the game isn't perfect...to a Matrix fanatic, it's the next best thing. My room is a mess, but I don't feel like cleaning it up. I want to see where this goes - what biological creatures will emerge from underneath my underwear? It's only a matter of time before I'm taking over by flesh-eating bacteria derived from the huge butter stains of my work uniform. Messiness isn't necessarily a bad thing; it doesn't make my life even more chaotic - at least I know where everything's at (in the floor). Blah. ¶2:20 PM e-mail me (0) comments Saturday, June 07, 2003 Last night...there were several cars featured outside the theater. I don't really know what the models were, but they were modified to be "2 Fast 2 Furious"-like. One was yellow, and it had these lightening strikes on the side. There were hydrogen tanks in the trunk, and a DVD player on the dash playing The Fast and The Furious. It was attracting a lot of people. There were 3 other cars on display, but I didn't car about the details. All of them had great audio systems, and were thumping away. Tonight, the manager says there's gonna be a truck with 4 12inch speakers in the back. Too bad no one came to see the movie. Yeah, we sold out a couple of showings...but more was expected. Everyone was saying, "I'll just wait until it comes on DVD- it'll just be like watching the first one over again." For the most part, they're right. I even thought the action in the first movie was better prepared and more tastefully done. In this sequel, it seems like the director forced all the action in there; as if action was primary, and story was secondary. In the first movie, the action and story was more balanced. Anyway!!!! I was a closing usher last night, which means I had to stay there until 12:30AM. It sucked of course. There were several kids trying to squeeze into 2 Fast 2 Furious from Daddy Day Care. I had to put the smack down on those fuckers. me: Let me see your ticket stub. little fucker: What's a ticket stub? me (trying to be patient): You were given it when you paid to get in here. little fucker: I don't know what you're talking about. me: Look, I don't have time to play games. If you don't have your stub, you can sit out there in the lobby for the next 2 hours. He gave up, and just went back into Daddy Day Care. Of course there were other problems. A group of people talking in Italian Job, and others. This job makes me hate people. It really does. I don't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing. I'm not as afraid to tell people to "shut the hell up and watch the movie" or "if I hear you talking again, I' kicking you out." I'm becoming more insensitive and apathetic to people's feelings. Is that a good thing? This could seriously fuck up my social skills even more so. (You may not know it, but I'm the master of manipulating people, making them do whatever I want them to do without directly telling them.) Whatever. I'm ordering lots of anime for my dad. He really digs all the violence and nudity. I'm not talking about kiddy anime (like Pokémon), I'm talking about movies like Ninja Scroll, Vampire Hunter D (and bloodlust), the ghost in the , and Akira (to name a few). Speaking of money! I've got a check for $200 from my tax return. That's pretty cool. I'm going to save it of course (or atleast try to save it). I don't really need anything, except clothes and more games. I want to get The Hulk, and I might even get a PS2 just to play Dance Dance Revolution. Yeah...that sounds good. I friend has the pads and everything for his PS2, and it's so addictive. I can picture me playing that in college all day. Did you know the XBox is now cheaper than the PS2??? It's $179 now while the PS2 is $199. Gamecube is gonna kick so much ass when Resident Evil 4 and Viewtiful Joe comes out. Well, I'm tired of retardedly rambling randomly about redundant rubber (whatever). Later. ¶2:27 PM e-mail me (0) comments Friday, June 06, 2003 I'm using my iMac at the moment. The hard drive in my laptop is unmountable.... "fsck -y" (UNIX command) could't fix it, so I'm surfing the net for something that will. Don't worry - Tech Tool Pro 4 should do the trick, but it's $120. I guess that's worth it. I will not erase my fucking hard drive! There's is just too much important stuff on there. No not porn... serial numbers, registration numbers, all the music I bought at the Apple Music Store, some mp3s, not to mention it's customized in such a way - it would be impossible to get it looking the same exact way. I saw 2 Fast 2 Furious last nigh; if you're a car person, you're gonna love it. If you're like me, and don't give a fuck about vivid colored cars...the movie sucks. Some of the camera work is pretty new. This movie didn't get me pumped up like the first one did. After watching the first one, I had a need for speed. After watching this film..."I'm Hoengrey, Braw." (If you watch the movie, you'll understand what I'm talking about.) I work tonight. I have a feeling we're going to have problems with kids bringing there souped up cars to the theater. Problems with bass, and all that "2 Fast 2 Furious" goodness. As always...I'll tell you about it. ¶12:58 PM e-mail me (0) comments Wednesday, June 04, 2003 I keep forgetting the fundamental element of creating a great website design - simple is always better. I tried to make the site bluey. Blue title, blue background, blue everything....it didn't work out (it blue, hahahahahahahahahaha). So then I looked at my original design, I just though of how I could make it even better. I got rid of a lot of extra fluff shit, and put it the essentials. Frames are back, and better than ever. I wanted a visitor to come to my site, and be able to see everything this site is about without scrolling down. I think I accomplished that. You just gotta make sure your browser window is the right size. I fixed the links for my May archives!!! SO now you people can read everything leading up to my last day of college. (They're a series of heart warming and exposed emotions...brought to you in technicolor.) You like the changes?? I sure do...not only are there cosmetic changes, but also behind the scenes changes. This site is so much easier to update now. I honestly believe I'm a design genious. I don't need no stinking template. Fuck templates. I created my own original design, and it's cool as fuck. Why don't you bastards email me more?? I promise, I won't put anymore of your emails on my site without your permission. (And if I do, I'll protect your integrity ...unless you're a hippy.) ALright people, expect big things coming to this site. Buahahaha. I'm working on some Flash projects. The reason why I haven't put any on the site is because I want them to be perfect. You know, I want these ideas of mine to be perfectly expressed on this site. Same with software...I want to fully create usefull high quality freeware. Same with wallpaper...I want to release sets at a time (If I create a teenage mutant ninja turtle desktop picture, I want a complete set of everything that is TMNT.) If I want to create wallpaper expressing my hate for hippies, I want to perfect the fuck out of it. Mmmmmm....I ideas are tastey. ¶12:22 AM e-mail me (0) comments Tuesday, June 03, 2003 I got into a slight argument with a co-worker today. He kept referring to the other guy I work with as a Nazi, and Hitler. I'm a very opinionated person of course...this guy he's calling a Nazi is from Germany. Calling someone from Germany a Nazi evertime you get mad at them is just wrong. I told him it seemed racist, or just harsh unnecessary stereotyping. He started getting mad, telling me he's not a racist and blah. I didn't mean for what I said to come out as if I was calling him a racist, but it did. It's not racist, but it's the next best thing. I consider this German guy a really good friend - it pisses me off when people call him a Nazi everytime they talk about him. That's the worsetthing you can call a German person; don't call him a Nazi...don't call him Hitler. Then I started getting pissed off because he didn't see anything wrong with calling this German guy a Nazi. I don't get that. I'll call someone a hippy, that's ok - but I would never call someone (especially a German) a NAzi! We kind of apoligized afterwards, but you know me. I didn't say anything to him all that night because I didn't want to make things worse. The only thing I could think about is how fucked up it is for him to say that, so naturally if I talked to him I would bring it up again; which would make things suck for both of us. He sensed me distancing myself. When I clocked out, he apoligized once again. I'll get over it. It just takes me a while to get over things I hate about people. Also...Finding Nemo is kicking my ass. 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