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Wednesday, July 30, 2003
Alien Resurrection is a great movie. I'm watching it right now on USA. This is making me want to buy all 4 Alien movies - they all kick ass. Aliens (the second one) is my personal favorite. Anyway...I don't feel like doing anything because I've got so much to do. So much to buy. Tomorrow when I get my check, I'm going shopping for stuff. I'm planning on buying Final Fantasy X, but I might not have enough money left over. I've got $300 saved up to buy clothes and crap, I might use that to get some PS2 games as well. Oh! Mcdonald's did something that pisses me off. Their sandwiches are all in a box now, so now it's nearly impossible to eat while driving. I would usually unwrap the burger enough so that half the sandwich is exposed, and the other half is diapered in a sense - any juices that would normally fuck up my pants were caught in the diaper. Now that it's in a box, there's no way to eat a burger without spilling something in your lap. What dumbasses.
Going to the movies tonight as always. Hanging with friends. Playing DDR. Blah blah blah. "You're a robot?? I should have known. No human being is that humane." - Ripley, Alien Resurrection ¶2:57 PM e-mail me (0) comments Monday, July 28, 2003 Woo Hoo! Emmanuelle in Rio comes on Cinemax tonight at 12:15AM. It's been a while since I've seen an Emmanuelle movie. I probably won't be going to bed early tonight...hint hint. I had a puny 1:30 - 6 shift today - what bullshit. That's only 4.5 hours which totals about $15. What a waste of time. If I work, I want at least an 8 hour shift (complete with matching socks). I enjoyed being at home at 6 however; I got hot and sweaty for about an hour playing DDR, and then watched/(laughed at) my mom when she played. With all this excitement going on in my life (sarcasm), it's weird how all I can think about is college. I need to go back now. I need to get my semi-independence back. I need to hang out with the cool college kids I met from last year again. Sadly, I heard my old roommate killed himself - yeah, he grabbed a gun and shot himself in the head. I guess he was too laid back for is own good. Okay...I didn't hear that about him, but it's fun to believe that. Let's believe that together shall we? [moment of silence] Cu cu cachoo. By the way, I've got a penis (emphasis on -nis). ¶10:21 PM e-mail me (0) comments Saturday, July 26, 2003 this is what my problem is - i have no stamina. when i play ddr, i get extremely tired. i'm playing to hard; i'm using up all my energy before the song is over. i've gotta figure out how to not work so hard. maybe i'm jumping too high, maybe i'm not breathing correctly...who knows. i am capable of doing things on heavy, i just run out of energy. the rhythm is no problem for me. i'm a shame. Work work work; I go to work tonight. 6 - 12:35AM (Oh boy!). Woo Hoo! It's raining...which means even more people are coming to the movies tonight. Have you ever noticed how when it's raining, more people are at the movie theaters? Of course you haven't - you don't work there almost everyday, ha ha (that was...so...fucking hilarious right?). I don't give a crap about people sneaking into a rated R movie tonight; if they want to, they can. Yesterday, I even let some people watch dos movies for the price of one. I still get a kick out of (literally) throwing people out of there, don't get me wrong. Hell hell hell; I go to hell tonight. ¶3:13 PM e-mail me (0) comments Friday, July 25, 2003 It's just not fair. It is so much easier to hate a movie than to praise it. The only way for a movie to satisfy movie critics is for it to be a quasi-historical drama with academy award winning actors/actresses. Every single movie - from X-Men 2, to Hulk; from Matrix Reloaded to Wrong Turn; from The League of Extraordinary Men to Tomb Raider The Cradle of Life - all of them got tons of bad reviews. So many critics said not to see them, or that they were a waste of time. Yet, I loved all of these movies. All of these critics are forgetting one key aspect of movies. Whether you like it or not doesn't depend on the amount of intellectual stimulation; rather, it simply depends on if it was entertaining enough to see it again. If it is, it's a good movie. If it isn't, it's shit. Case closed. ¶3:42 PM e-mail me (0) comments I enjoyed Tomb Raider: The Cradle of Life. To my surprise, the story was better than the action. No matter how slow paced the action is, if a movie has a great story...it's good. All the action and stunts in the movie were based on realism (unlike ::cough:: Charlie's Angel's 2 ::cough::). Sure the part in the very beginning when she rides the shark back up to the surface is a little crazy, but its possible. If a person can tame a killer whale to do that, a shark is child's play. That was the only stunt that was unbelievable somewhat. At least it looked cool. The movie portrayed Lara Croft very very good this time. As a semi-rabid fan of the Tomb Raider games, the very first action scene was so freaking cool! It looked like something straight out of Tomb Raider 3. Lara Croft dives underwater, and resurfaces into an underwater temple - it's even complete with that damn shark that would always kill me. The movie was a little slow at the beginning, but the ending made all of it perfect. The idea of Lara Croft in love is something the games have never explored; this gave us Tomb Raider fans a breath of fresh air. One thing that really bugs me - the minute the movie is over, and I'm walking out the hallway...people said it sucked. That's such bullshit. Those fuckers were bashing the movie before they saw it. Bashing the movie after they've seen it was already their plan. They were pressuring everybody to say the same. I hate it when people force their believes onto others. I told all of them proudly that I loved it, and "It was really really really good." As an experienced movie critic, I didn't find anything wrong with Tomb Raider. The first one is shit compared to this one. If you go to the movies to see this movie, you won't be disappointed (of course, you won't like it if you hate it before you even see it). The story was there. The action is kind of there. There was closure. There was even a lesson Lara Croft had to learn (which is something she hates doing) - "Not all secrets were meant to be found." Again, the action was all REALISTIC for a change...most of the cool stunts Lara did was just her having fun. The scene towards the end when they are trying to get to the BLAH, that scene freaked me out! Sure...people were spraying bullets at Lara Croft, and they didn't hit her - but nowadays, what action movie doesn't do that? Take my advice...if you are planning on hating the movie whether it's good or not, go get a knife and stab it into your heart. It's just bullshit. One thing I hate about working at the movie theater...when a majority of people hated a movie, all of them bash the movie. People like me feel obligated to defend the movie. SO probably all night, I'm going to defend it. I'll gladly do it because I enjoyed it. All those people are going to tell everyone else that it sucked, which is going to make everyone hate it before they see it. You see how that works? The bashers who bashed it before seeing it are going to create more bashers before they get to see it...which will ultimately create more bashers, and more bashers, and more bashers. Meanwhile, a handful of people are alienated because these bashers think we're retarded for liking it. I hate people. ¶12:57 PM e-mail me (0) comments Thursday, July 24, 2003 Some juicy Matrix Revolutions news from actress Nona Gaye, who plays Link's babe Zoe. She clearly knows what kind of foreplay Matrix nuts (such as myself) get turned on by, click here to read. Meanwhile...I'm doing nothing. Oh! I'm going to see Tomb Raider: The Cradle of Life tonight. I'm am very excited about this sequel. I know a lot of people said the first on sucked - well, if it sucked so bad how the fuck did it make over $130 million at the box office? Explain that one? I think the reason the first one is said to be bad is because everything in it was too cliché. We had this artifact that could destroy mankind, and Lara Croft has got to get it before the bad guys do. We didn't really get a good characterization of Lara Croft...she didn't really have a unique personality us Tomb Raider fans were expecting. Well yes, Lara Croft has one, but Angelina Jolie didn't exploit it enough. She was holding back a little too much. Blah blah, she got the artifact and manages to have closure with her father. Big deal. They could have just cut out all the bullshit about her father...that was a real drag. The video game doesn't have that much heart, so the movie shouldn't as well. ---- With that said, this sequel gives the director another chance at capturing the true essence of the video game. More stunts...but more realistic stunts (None of that Charlie's Angels shit). More personality for Lara Croft. More sex. And please please!!! More of Angelina Jolie's hard nipples. You put those 4 things into a movie, and multiply that by 100 - Hopefully that'll equal Tomb Raider: The Cradle of Life. ¶2:12 PM e-mail me (0) comments Wednesday, July 23, 2003 The Assertive Introvert. It's good reading. I'm an introvert, and I'm totally secure with that aspect of my personality now. For years, I've hated myself for being socially impotent. Now...after years and years of trying to become more active, it just hasn't been working for me. I can't just say things to people without preparation first. I fucking hate small talk because its such a waste of time. At parties, that's the only thing people do - small talk. Occasionally at a party, you'll meet that one person who you can have a productive deep conversation with - very very occasional it is. A person I talk to can't be this dumb piece of shit with the I.Q. of a brick wall; I can deal with that. I'd rather be alone listening to music than wasting time trying to have a meaningful conversation with someone like that. I love being alone, but that doesn't mean I'm anti-social; that doesn't mean I'm a weirdo. It just means being by myself energizes me, while being with lots of people exhaust the hell out of me. It sucks how I'm expected to be this highly interactive people-person everywhere I go. Fuck that. I'd rather sit in a chair and stair at a wall than go to a highly social event. Thinking is a lot more productive than speaking...when will you people understand that??? I don't need alcohol in order to have deep conversations, but I need it in order to have those stupid meaningless stupid small chit chat conversations. That's really the only reason I would drink alcohol at parties. No other reason. It's just another form of peer pressure. It's always peer pressure. That's the only reason I ever participate in unnecessary social activities that puts me in a room with stupid people. Otherwise, hanging out with stupid people is just plain stupid. Stupidity. Lack-less stupidity. Uh...anyway, check out The Assertive Introvert and whenever you're bored go to Google and search for introvert or/and extrovert. ¶5:41 PM e-mail me (0) comments ... .............................. ........................I'm really upset. These 5 people went to see 28 Days Later today, and they brought their 2 year old in there. What fucking retards they are. The "baby" was hollering and making so much noise. I went up there and simply said, "Please take your baby in the hallway and bring her back in when she stops making noises." The movie has been playing for 20 minutes, I'm sure the 2 year old was making noises the entire time. I waited on her to take the baby out - I find that all 5 people are leaving. I'm wondering, "What the fuck?" I didn't tell them to leave...I just told her to take her baby out in the hallway until it shuts the fuck up. I asked her if she's leaving, she says nothing back. They are out at the front now, the manager isn't in guest services like he's suppose too (that prick). The manager is in box office talking to the box office chick (and he's getting paid for it...such a dickless hypocrite that fucker is). I tell him there's people out here who want a refund. He tells them me to tell them to come out to box office. So they do. It seems while they were out there, they were telling the manager some things. How an usher was rude to them, therefore they want a refund. Such stupid people. They were the ones being rude by letting their child make so much noise in such a serious film. They were the irresponsible dumb fucks who brought a 2 year old to such a gory rated R movie such as 28 Days Later. I was merely treating those people with the amount of respect they were giving to every other people in the theater house watching the movie. They lady said they wanted a refund for 2 movies....28 Days Later, and Bad Boys 2. So not only were they going to see 1 rated R bloody movie, but 2 (such great parents). They were saying all this to the manager. You would think the manager would use common sense here, but no. So around 9:35PM when I was busy as hell (every single movie was getting out at the same time), the manager had to pull me to the side and talk to me. He told me he wanted to talk about the incident from earlier with the people who wanted refunds. He told me that he was going to have to explain why he had to give back $50 in refunds. He tells me the lady said I was rude.....as if I was bossing her around. He tells me I should have told her so blunty (PLEASE TAKE THE BABY....), and that I should have asked her instead (WOULD YOU MIND TAKING THE BABY...) - I was infected with rage. So he's telling me all of this, when I try to let him know my justifications...I can tell he wasn't interested. He didn't care about how fucking loud the baby was! He even told me, "Well, there was only about 7 or so people in there." What the fuck!! It doesn't matter how many people are in there...if a baby is making noises, it needs to be stopped. You know, I've asked parents to take their babies out in the hall in the past; they would just ignore me. I'm tired of being ignored. To deal with these ignorant people in a productive way, you have to say things with authority. I AM A FUCKING USHER. It is my duty to ensure that all customers have the best movie going experience. In my mind, once a customer starts bothering other customers....that customer is no longer a customer, but a problem. A problem I need to solve. It really pisses me off. I really hope this manager says something about this at a meeting. I won't be as reserved. When this manager was saying these things, I had to block him out. If I were to speak, I would have been too honest about things and said something I would have regretted. I hate managers that lack common sense. To sum it all up, I got bitched at. A manager pretty much said, "You're the reason we lost $50 today." Fuck you dumbass. I did the right thing and you know it. I would choose to be this hard ass that doesn't get ignored over a sensitive person who gets walked on any chance I get. ¶1:08 AM e-mail me (0) comments Saturday, July 19, 2003 I'm a sweaty bastard right now. Wanna know why? Because I just had 3-some with these 2 hot girls I met at my job. Nah...just kidding. I spent all of my pay check and bought a PS2. Just to let you "fucks" know, it's not because I'm bored with my gamecube or because I'm starting to think PS2 is better - it's because I wanted to play DDR, and there's not DDR software available for the gamecube yet. Just basically, I bought a PS2 to play this one game. I figured I would probably spend more money playing it at the arcade, so I might as well save some money. Sweat sweat sweat. I've been playing it for a couple of days now semi-nonstop; I've got an addiction problem it seems. Eh...it's fun though. My friends warned me that as so on as I start playing this PS2 reincarnation of DDR, all see arrows everytime I close my eyes; sadly, this is true. Not only am I seeing fucking arrows everywhere, I'm humming all those fucking songs at all time. That Candy song as corroded my highly efficient logical thinking, indubitably (ha ha, I know a "big" word). The only other PS2 games I'm looking forward to are: Metal Gear Solid 3, Silent Hill 3 and Resident Evil Online. Fuck GTA and all that other repetitive/recycled shit (aka sports games). Gamecube is still the shit in my opinion...I can't wait until F-Zero GX!!!!!!!! Oh my god (w/ a lowercase 'g', hahaha)!!!! It's going to be amazing - the gameplay is going to revolutionize what extreme racing games will be in the future. Bad Boys 2 is okay. Tonight is the night when all the demons of hell arise and buy tickets to see it. We're going to get smashed tonight!!!! Yesterday was merely foreshadowing tonight (like yesterdays always do if you think about it). The white troublemakers game to watch BB2 yesterday; however, tonight the black and white troublemakers are going to literally fuck us. So many people are going to try and sneak into BB2 and 28 Days Later...we're going to kick so many people out...there's going to be so much DRAMA. Yesterday, I worked 6PM - 12:45AM! That so fucking late. Of course I didn't get any sleep this morning because of my perky parents. Wow...my body is aching because of a mix between DDR exhaustion and standing up hours at a time. Woe is me. Woe is my feet. Woe Woe Woe your boat. ¶2:29 PM e-mail me (0) comments Wednesday, July 16, 2003 Absolutely nothing has been going on. Why? Because I haven't been doing anything. At work, I know a lot more about a coworker - he's had an amazing life. I'm probably going to the arcade to play DDR today. I was suppose to hang out with a friend earlier, but I guess that's not happening. I working on some wallpaper. I really really want a digital camera; I've got some ideas. There's so many things on campus I can take pictures of (aka booty). Later tonight, I'll probably go watch movies with someone somewhere all night. Good stuff. I've got today and tomorrow off, blah blah blah. Getting ready for Bad Boys II tomorrow night at 11PM (oh yeah). If you haven't seen Pirates of the Caribbean yet, shame on you you fat bastard-ass bitch. Laptop's still working great, so that's cool. Eh...Sorry for such a boring post. Just wait until college starts, buahahahaha. ¶4:25 PM e-mail me (0) comments Monday, July 14, 2003 Whoops...I pressed the red button. It's been a hectic weekend. Pirate of the Caribbean kicked lots of LXG ass. Everyone says they hate LXG. I enjoyed it myself. It was different - in a good way. It seems as if people were expected too much. I could tell a majority of their budget went into paying Sean Connery rather than support some of its potential cool effects. Take the invisible man for instance; when he has makeup just on the front of his face it was cool. But there were times where the makeup was covering his entire head, and times when it wasn't; to inconsistent for me. Obviously they ran out of funds to keep this CG effect going. They also got lazy with Mr. Hyde. The transformation from Dr. Jekyll to Mr. Hyde wasn't a smooth one; maybe the director wanted it that way, maybe not. If you don't know what I'm talking about, take this into consideration - when you saw Bruce Banner change back and forth to Hulk, you saw the whole transformation. In LXG this transformation shows phases - shows a phases, then the screen flashes into white...shows a phases, the screen flashes into white; all of a sudden he's Mr. Hyde (or Dr. Jekyll). Eh, I got used to it. This movie should have came out in the Fall. It was stupid for them to try to compete with a masterpiece such as Pirates of the Caribbean (the movie's composer is HANS ZIMMER! the composer for movies like Gladiator, I've gotta buy that soundtrack). Conversely, Daredevil should have waited until the Summer to compete with Charlies Angels 2...that would have been an awesome fight at the box office. Switch the release date of Hulk with Daredevil. But whatever. The Daredevil DVD is coming out soon, I've gotta get that shit. I only got to see it one time, and I'm a big Jennifer Garner fan (Alias kicks ass!). As far as my social matter goes, it's good. Having fun. Blah blah blah. I spent $25 on DDR last Saturday, which means I need a PS2 now more than ever. I'll probably buy one Thursday. The PS2 games I'll probably get: Devil May Cry (b/c it was such a good game), Devil May Cry 2, Metal Gear Solid 3, DDR of course, fuck Vice City (that was such a boring game), Maximo: The army of Xin, I might even get a Final Fantasy game (to play one for the very first time). This PS2 will be my Gamecube's bitch. ¶11:44 AM e-mail me (0) comments Saturday, July 12, 2003 The new Spider-Man cartoon on MTV is officially my favorite show on television. It's like a mixture of Anime w/ my favorite Marvel comic super hero. I love it, I love it. It's definitely aimed towards college students. The Spider-Man folks are in college, and they do and say college things. In fact, Spider-Man lives in a dorm. As far as the story goes, the cartoon semi-starts where last year's Spider-Man movie left off. In fact, next weeks episode is going to have The Lizardman in it..which is going to be one of the new bad guys in the next movie installment of Spider-Man. This show's Spider-Man stays true to his witty humor while he's kicking bad guy ass. So fucking hilarious: Spider-Man to some electric guy: "Where were you when we had those power outages?" This new Spider-Man cartoon comes on MTV FRiday nights at 10PM. Okay, I got off subject...this show is geared towards the college crowd. And it's has blood, and semi-gore. In the 1st episode, Spider-Man said "Dammit!" Spider-Man cussed! Oh my fucking God! In the 2nd episode, this sword slinging chick cut this guys finger off. Very cool. I wish the music was more intense, but whatever. It's the best show on television. The only thing that comes 2nd to it is Alias. ¶3:29 AM e-mail me (0) comments Friday, July 11, 2003 I'm not working tomorrow! All Summer, I have worked on Saturday nights. It has become the night where I get to be a bad ass, and strike my vengeance on all the ignorant black folks who've made my life more difficult than it should be. It is a night where I get together with my cool co-workers to form an elite team with one purpose; to ensure that all customers have a good time. We can accomplish this purpose through any means necessary...even death (nah, probably not). It is my gift; it is my curse - do you really wanna know who I am? I'm a movie usher. (If you're too stupid to know, that was ripping off Spider-Man...the best movie of last Summer!) So damn! What the fuck am I going to do tomorrow night? You know what's gonna happen? I'm gonna ask a couple of my friends if they want to go to the movies, so I'll be "going to work" anyway. I really don't have anywhere else to hang out at. I love movies! I should see 28 Days Later again! That's what I'll do. I'll go at the 10PM showing with all the troublemakers so I can once again, tell them to "SHUT THE FUCK UP!" - but this time not get paid for it (how sad). Sorry I haven't been updating my calendar...it's not like anyone looks at it anyway. You know what? I'm glad I'm not getting a lot of hits. The more hits I get, the more money this site will cost me to own. And do I have money? Fuck no I don't. Well I do, but I want to spend it on things that are a lot more important - like video games, music, and DDR (OH! and maybe food...you never know when food will come in handy, ya savvy?) I'm getting ready to cut the grass. I hate doing that crap, it sucks. But luckily, it's really the only chore I have to do here at home. With a job and all, my parents think I'm too busy to do other stuff. Most of the time I am (My Consciousness: "Keddaris, you are a fucking liar. You're going to burn in Hell w/ Michael Jackson and Bill Gates"). Well, I'm gonna get started. I hate blah and blah (I'm sure you can relate). In the words of Prodigy, "Smack my bitch up!" ¶2:44 PM e-mail me (0) comments Thursday, July 10, 2003 Yesterday night at work was "veeird." This guy brought his whole family in there; his brother, and both of their wives...plus 3 kids, 2 and under. What do you think they were coming here to see? Finding Nemo? No. Sindbad: Blah of the Seven Seas? No. Pirates of the Caribbean? Yep...you guessed it, no. They brought the family out to see 28 Days Later! What a great movie for the family. Where they white? no...they were black of course. Why is it always the ignorant black folks who cause the most problems?! They were so fucking loud. When they gave me their ticket, they obviously were smoking some good old marijuana before they stumbled in there - the smell was intoxicating in a good way (which is pretty bad). So loud. So they eventually stumbled end there. 30 minutes later the king of ignorance comes to me and goes: King of Ignorance: "Would it be okay if I blaze up in the theater?" Me: I gave him a what-the-fuck look and said, "No." If you know me, you know what look I'm talking about. King of Ignorance: "Come on man." ME: "If I catch you smoking in that theater, I'm going to kick you out." Yeah, I said it. I've got balls now. I'm starting to realize how much authority I have at that place. King of Ignorance: "Calm down. Okay man." He went outside to smoke...something. This guy eventually came in, and went back into 28 Days later. So when we closed around 10:20PM, it was time for me to check the theaters and make sure no one's being too loud. Naturally, I wanted to check out #4 (28 Days Later) I thought since the kids were young, they would be the ones to talk. 28 Days Later is such a quiet movie. I went in there, and it's the King of Ignorance talking to his Queen. They were having a fucking conversation in there! They were sitting on the last row on the left side, looking up. I thought, "What the fuck! Shut the fuck up!" I stormed my way back there. Me: "I mean this in a nice way - if I hear you talking again...anyone of you, I'm kicking you out." King of Ignorance: "Why are you talking so loud?" Me: "Look, I mean it. Talk one more time, I'm kicking one of you out." I stormed back down the stairs. I was so annoyed. 10 mintues later, The King of Ignorance and his Queen come out, and they are cussing each other out! Queen of Ignorance: "Get away from me fucker. Don't touch me." King of ..: "Come on!" Queen of Ignornance: "You're not getting me kicked out, we paid all this money." So that went on for about 10 minutes, and they went back in. 5 minutes later, I go in there. The King and Queen are in the front, and they are...you guessed it, HAVING A FUCKING CONVERSATION. Obviously, the woman was mad about something. I didn't want to increase the tension. I told the King of Ignorance to go back in his seat and leave her alone. He did. I had sympathy, really. Later...I went in there, and they're talking! Me: "Sir...." I pointed at him and everything... "Sir, get out." King of Ignorance: "Come on man!" I just stood in front of him, listening to his whining...I just pointed towards the door. Oh yeah, I'm the shit. He went out there, and continues to beg. King of Ignorance: "How old are you?" Me: "19" King of Ignorance: "I paid all this money to see this movie, you can't do this." Me: "As long as I'm working, this is my theater, and those were my customers. You are bothering my customers, so I'm kicking you out." Yeah, that's right. It's my theater, lol. King of Ignorance: "I swear man, I won't talk anymore. I want to watch this movie." Me: I saw the sincerity in his eyes. "Well, ok. If I here you talking anymore tonight, I'm kicking you and your family out for good." I escorted him back to his theater. He was so happy. King of Ignorance: "I'm 27 man, I hope you live to be this old. You aight. Jesus must love you. If you hear me talking again, all you gotta do is point at me...you don't even have to come up there." At that point, I was wondering what he meant by, "I hope you live to be this old." I started realizing that this job I've got is a high risk job. That could mean there's a bounty out on me in the streets right now. Anyway. I check over and over again, and didn't hear a peep. The manager told he didn't have anyone complaining to him about the disturbance, so that means I did my job. I kicked ass. I was the only usher there, and I handle it pretty much on my own. One of the projectionist guys walked with me in there to back me up. You know, just in case something were to happen. Good times. I'm taking my dad to see The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen tonight (now that's a long title). He seems to be nonsexually excited about it (as he should be). ¶6:06 PM e-mail me (0) comments Wednesday, July 09, 2003 To make a short story long, Pirates of the Carribean was way too fucking long. With that said, it was a very entertaining Summer movie - ENTERTAINING being the keyword here. 2 hours and 40 minutes!! Too fucking long. This would have been perfect if it was under 2 hoursl; the sword fights were very redundant (watch it, and you'll know what I'm talking about). I got my scholarship information today, I'm getting $8,000 per semester (oh yes, ass kicking to the max there). I got my iBook back...all they did was erase and install OS X again (which is what I did 3 times). It's working okay right now, I'll have to continue playing around with it. I'm praying to myself that it works. I got the soundtracks to The Hulk and The Italian Job today. I was wondering why the music to The Italian Job sounded so much like The Bourne Identity's music; duh! They're both made by the same person - John Powell. Very good stuff. The Hulk is made by Danny Elfman; that's why the music in from that movie sounded like a mix between Spider-Man and Red Dragon. So it's time for me to get ready for work now. 6PM to 12AM, crazy hours there. Crazy, but good. Later. ¶5:04 PM e-mail me (0) comments Tuesday, July 08, 2003 Wanna know what the best feeling in the world is? No, it's not an orgasm because those things leave you craving for me. The best feeling in the world is driving home from work - windows down, sunroof back, music semi-blasting. It gives me chills the entire time (no, that the bad cold chills...that almost orgasm/tickle-behind-your-neck feeling). It's such a great feeling. I'm all by myself...it's dark outside. With the windows down, you smell all sorts of things. The air flows all over your body. Your ears listen to your favorite songs. As I shift from gear to gear, the car feels like an extension of my body (yeah I know that sounds cheesy). You feel at ease with the world. It's "eye candy" for all your senses. Everything that's anything [in your life] is okay for about 25 minutes. 25 minutes of peace. I don't worry about my insecurities, or who said what about me, or dumbass people in general. It's amazing. I wish there were no speed limits at night. No, I don't want everyone to crash into things and die; the faster I go, the more intense these feelings become. It sounds like my music is coming in with the air, not through speakers. (It's cool how the best feelings in the world are those that appeal to all your senses simultaneously.) While in the car, I think to myself..."This will probably be the best years of your life." Eventually, all good things come to an end. It's pretty fucking sad; I hate that about life. The funny thing about the best feeling in the world - it's different for each and every person. What's yours? I don't really care what it is, it's just a question to make you think about it. It's very important that you figure out what yours is, so that each time you have it you'll cherish the fuck out of it. ¶12:08 PM e-mail me (0) comments Monday, July 07, 2003 http://172.162.160.113:8180 Send that link to your enemies. I think it's a virus, I'm not really sure what it is. I friend sent it to me, and since I have a Mac ...it didn't really fuck anything up. I hope you're not thinking about going there yourself. (Don't you just love reverse psychology?) Seriously, my friend said it'll fuck things up. Viewer Discretion is advised. I'm sleepy now...Goodnight fuckers. PS - Where's my damn laptop at!!! It better be fixed when it gets back. ¶1:33 AM e-mail me (0) comments Sunday, July 06, 2003 Some quotes about Matrix Revolutions. I found these here. Joel Silver: "Reloaded and Revolutions could be one film. But I think they work best as two sittings. It's quite a lot to absorb. Revolutions is all-out war between the humans and the machines and will, by all accounts, blow your fucking minds. We have a 14 minute, $40 million battle sequence that is the most complicated sequence ever put on film. John Gaeta: "Reloaded, no problem; even though it was incredibly difficult, there was a lot of buffer time built in. Revolutions, on the other hand is aggressive because it's quite grand. Revolutions is much more epic. More creature based and much more about machines and bio-mechanical places. It's an awesome category to work in as a lot of us are big fans of Alien. It's a completely different train to anything we've done before. Dan Cracchiolo, production executive: "You know Revolutions is the real thing, right? Revolutions is the pay off. Reloaded is just a tease...." Keanu Reeves: "The first is about birth. The second about life. The third about death. I don't know though. Maybe it should be called The Matrix Resurrection." I am so fucking ready to see this film. I've read so much about the third...it's going to be amazing. ¶12:58 PM e-mail me (0) comments Yesterday at work was so freaking boring. You know how many people I kicked out? 0. You know how many people I said "If I hear you talking again I'm kicking you out" to? 0. 4th of July weekends sucked! Why do the managers always assume there's gonna be a huge crowd for holidays? Everyone was at home spending time with their families (while I got to work). It's kind of sad how our busiest crowd this Summer was for the weekend when 2 Fast 2 Furious came out; that's the most mediocre action movie, yet it produced the biggest crowd for us. What the fuck? Meanwhile, action movies like Charlie's Angels and Terminator 3 are flopping. Well, they're doing good...just not as good as they expected to make (check out www.boxofficeguru.com for all your box office info). You know what I gotta say about that? "Oh fucking well." If this trend continues in the movie industry, movie companies are gonna stop spending so much goddamn money on their movies...and we'll stop getting all these cool special effects and action sequences. I need food now. Me so hungry. ¶12:35 PM e-mail me (0) comments Friday, July 04, 2003 The inside of my car was starting to smell like rotten human flesh...so it was probably ready to clean it out. Technically, my car doubled as a trash can. I would just throw all my garbage in the floor, and push everything up under my seats. Sure this was effective last year...but after a year of doing this, you can imagine how badly it smelled and how awful it was to clean. I got a huge trash bag, and went to work. After about 35 minutes and 13 seconds, the trash bad was full. I got a vacuum cleaner and again, went to work. Success, the car was big-trash free and small-trash free. Ha! I though, "Hmmm...I might as well give the vinyl/leather dashboard thing a good old spit shine." I gave the vinyl so many coats of shine, I could almost see myself in it. I got some Frebreeze, and soaked everything. My car now smells like fresh baby powder. Something unfortunate happened though. I put my floor rugs in the washing machine, and it turned out swell. I put them in the dryer, and....when I took them out, the inside of the dryer was layered with silt. It was nasty. Do not ever put car floor rug thingies in a dryer! Don't tell me it's common sense not to do that! The rugs were wet, so naturally I thought..."Hmmm...if I put them in a dryer, they won't be wet anymore." If that's not common sense, kill me now. Just now, I went in there and washed the fuck out of it. Ouch!!! My feet hurt. My right arm hurts (no! Not from jacking off...this time). I played dodge ball yesterday. The game of dodge ball is fun, but the version of it I played yesterday sucked ass! When you think...playing dodge ball with about 14 balls, you think it's gonna be fun right? Not exactly. Because someone thought up the rule..."If you throw the ball and your opponent catches it, you're out"...everyone was scared to throw the ball. It was so slow and boring. People would just stand there holding the ball, waiting for the other team to throw it. How retarded is that. That rule sucked ass. If it didn't exist, everyone would be throwing balls nonstop...which would result in more action...which would result in more dodging...which would result in more fun. I don't know what the fuck that game was I played, but it wasn't dodge ball. I got all dirty, and hurt my feet and arm for seemingly nothing. I got nothing out of it but a bad mood. I'm never playing that version of dodge ball again in my life. Fuck it. ¶12:08 PM e-mail me (0) comments Thursday, July 03, 2003 (Note: Keep reading this post...skip ahead if you need to. Amidst the incoherent ramblings, there is actually a point.) Sleep. Sleepiness does funny things to my brain. It's 2:32AM right now, and it seems that I'm sleepy. Unlike most people, instead of going to sleep when I get sleepy, I stay up longer. Sleepiness causes me to rebel against what I really should do (sleep), and thus I can't sleep. As you can tell, this is pretty hard to explain (especially when you're sleepy). More simply put, the sleepier I get the more I stare at shit (yeah, that rhymes on purpose...ain't I the cleverest?). I'm sitting in front of my computer, eyes burning and brain dead, it seems as if I can do this all night. Statistically, the day before I get a whole day to do nothing, I stay up at least to 4AM before I even consider sleep. Plus my parents go to work during the day...I get the whole house to myself. It's so fucking quiet, it's so fucking great. I know what you're thinking, "Why do you cuss so much?" I don't know why I cuss so fucking much! I don't even consider a cuss word profane. It's as natural as eating food and shitting it out to me. Whoops, I changed the subject...Uh, I'm sleepy. Sleepiness wakes me up. What the fuck am I talking about? No, I'm asking you...what the hell am I saying? I think I've finally lost ....it. It is lost forever and ever and ever and ever [breathe] and ever (repeat 100 * (20(x+2)) times). Ha! I made a loop. Loops are fun. Especially when it's an unnatural loop: such as two tits (from the same girl) are connected to each other at the nipple. Speaking of nipples, I have 2 of 'em myself. Why the fuck do I have nipples for? Isn't it kind of redundant of "GOD" to give men nipples when we don't breast feed? There's some logical proof that God isn't perfect somewhere in there. Because men have a functionless pair of body parts (aka nipples), our bodies aren't perfect....since God made us in reflection to his on likeness, God himself isn't perfect. If God isn't perfect, God really isn't a God; he's merely an imperfect mad scientist who fucked up human genetics. Think about that shit. I bet at one time, a guy's nipples served some purpose. Hmmm, another way to look at it; all humans are Frankensteins. We were built from scratch, and made imperfect in reflection to our creator. Okay, fuck all that shit. God sucks. Whoops, did I say that? I meant to say he swallows (God always likes to please). God sure knows how to deep throat...boy oh boy. Hmmm, I've gotta say it now: GODDAMMIT. There, it's out of my system. Why the fuck is that word so satanic? Goddammit is the coolest goddamn word is the whole goddamn universe. Fuck Hell! I'm not going to hell. Fuck Heaven, I'm not going there neither. You wanna know where I'm going when I die? I'm gonna be stuck in a coffin and buried in the ground. My body is going to decompose, and maggots are gonna eat the fuck out of my internal juices. My nuts are gonna swivel up...my pecker's gonna swivel up...my whole goddamn body is gonna swivel up. It's gonna be so much fucking fun. I really want to be cremated and thrown into the sea. I'd rather be dust than a decomposing cornucopia for worms. Obviously heaven doesn't exist...it's impossible. Saying I have a soul, and this body is just a vehicle for my soul to travel in before it's final trip to Heaven or Hell is nonsense. I have a soul alright, but I don't call it a soul. I call it a consciousness! Buahahaha! Yeah, that's not funny. Stupid Christians probably call me a satanist. Ha! How can I be a satanist when I don't believe in satan? Speaking of Christians...Christianity is shitty. All it is is blinded idealism. It's so fucking fake. Dear Non-Christians: (sing this aloud for the best effect) We are Christians...We are perfect...none of us will ever fail. Fuck your ways....Join us now...if you don't...go to hell. PS - You Satanist fuckers. That's Christianity in a nutshell. Whoops! I got off subject. Uh...I'm sleepy. When I'm sleepy I can't go to sleep. Sleep does some strange things to me. One effect...I get all huge and shit, and my skin turns green. Fuck you! I know that was corny. No matter what you say, I'll always be funnier than you...goddammit. I'm the funniest fucker in this entire fucked up fuckery of a fuckfaced world. Okay, I'm not. At least I'm not a Christian...they're the scum of the Earth. They're so insecure with their lives, they've gotta create they're own security. They have to developed this arrogant superiority complex, and tell everyone who isn't one of them they are going to go to some fiery pit of eternal damnation. That's so American of them...don't you think? Their insecure asses sleep better at night because for some reason, they think they're going to have eternal happiness. The only thing you have to do to obtain this utopia is believe Jesus is your savior. That's it. Well that was easy! Now, no matter how fucked up you are in the head. No matter how many people you've killed. No matter how many atrocities you've filled your life with, you will forever be a Christian. You will forever be superior to everyone else. Get the fuck outta here with that shit. Christianity seems like pure ignorance to me. Oh no, not that cheap ignorance you would find Saturday nights at the movie theater; rather, the good shit. Ah yes...that's the stuff. A Christian Minister: Now that we've established how ignorant we truly are, let's entice more people to join how ignorant but arrogant cult. Yes Yes! Let's put our fucked up ideals in public schools, and fuck 'em up while they're young. Better yet! Let's have youth camps all over the world and convince all the kids who go there ...that God told them all to be pastors. Our kids can make so much money as pastors! It's the fastest growing field in the world. Who cares if they want to do things such as cure genetic diseases (i.e. - cancer). In fact...doctors are playing God. There's only one God, and that's my God. Who cares if these doctor's would save millions of lives, genetic manipulation is satanic. Fuck common sense...let's have these people develop cancer and die! Then more people would lose hope which in turn would cause more people to join our ignorant but arrogant cult. Who needs money, when you've got Jesus in your lives. Who needs medical treatment and scientific advances when you've got Jesus in your lives. God is the reason I make money...not because I scare money out of people by saying "You're going to hell if you don't give me money." Ha! I would never do that. God is the reason my car starts up, not because of an engine! God loves us! That's why he made those 2 planes crash into the twin towers in New York. God loves us! That's why he kills Millions and millions of people from AIDS every year. God loves the fuck out of us! Goddammit! Whoops, I changed the subject again. Why do I keep doing that? I know why! (I bet you know why too.) It's because I'm sleepy. Goodnight. ¶3:45 AM e-mail me (0) comments Tuesday, July 01, 2003 Here's a link to probably some of my best work. This is when I walked in on my ex-roommate having sex and such. I told some people about it, so here it is! I'm making it a little easier on you since I know your lives are so productive. "Click on me, and I'll free your mind." ¶9:39 PM e-mail me (0) comments At my job, we're doing something special for Fourth of July; we get to wear t-shirts with the American flag on it along with jeans. I really really wanted to wear this new setup, and get in a patriotic mood...really. I look all over Anderson for t-shirt w/ the flag on it, I couldn't find it anywhere. I went to Walmart (aka the gates of redneck hell), I didn't find one freaking shirt with the flag on it! You'd think the American flag would be everywhere on everything with it being only a couple of months since we were at "war." Where's the patriotism. I'll be honest...I don't really think just because I'm an American, I've gotta have the American flag on everything I own...fuck that. That flag doesn't match my skin complexion (that's a joke people_ yeah, i know it's lame). But Walmart! One of the most pro-American, pro-conservative, and pro-[trailer]trash businesses didn't have a t-shirt with the flag on it. What kind of shit is that? I gave up my search, and I'm gonna simply wear what I've been wearing...the AmStar 14 uniform, buahahahaha. I'm starting to think this laid back uniform we can wear is gonna look retarded! Everybody's gonna have on a different American flag Tee, and everyone's gonna have different colored shoes, and everyone's gonna have different shoes, and blah blah blah! We're gonna look so fucking retarded. Whatever. Terminator 3 was great. I'm seeing it again tonight. SPOILER!! (to see it, highlight it) It makes me feel good to know I'm going to die of a nuclear war caused by a cyber virus. The big action scenes had no music! That was different. Usually lots of action equals lots of music. I didn't like it. Sure, it made the action more believable because if it was really going on in real life, there wouldn't be any music. Sure, it let me hear my own gasps. Sure sure sure...I want action that has music pumping in the background. For that reason along, the highway chase in Matrix Reloaded will always have a special place in my heart. As for as story goes, I think the Terminator story is a simplified Matrix story. Scratch that! The Matrix story is a complication of the Terminator story. Yada Yada. T2 is still the better of the 3. With that said, T3 still kicked ass. After seeing it, everyone's gonna be saying, "Fuck Hulk, Fuck charlies Angels (over and over and over again, doggystyle), Fuck Finding Nemo, Fuck From Justin to Kelly (oh! They were saying that anyway!)." 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