One Of These Days I’m Going To Cut You Into Little Pieces

Original Title: A Dream Achieved

There is nothing better in this life than watching your arch-nemesis being cut into tiny pieces and thrown into a dumpster.
Ah Arby's lobby drink station, where shall I direct my rage now that you have been destroyed?
I was victorious, and that made my day!

They Write Me Letters, Tell Me I’m Great

Original Title - The Hell (15)

Imagine you are given $1,000,000 and told you must give it to one of the following political causes. Where do you donate the money?

• Right to free speech.
• Right to bear arms.
• Pro-choice causes.
• Anti-abortion causes.

I don't know. The right to arm bears would be pretty hilarious though...

I Spent Four Lonely Days In A Brown L.A. Haze

Original Title: Monday, Monday, Monday!

I found my torrent, and I now have my Zeppelin show.
Much happiness here. Also, get to not hear so much Christmas music on the morrow, because for two hours, I am subjecting my customers to a low to mid grade bootleg of the 12-10-07 Led Zeppelin show.
Why? Because that's how I roll!

Good Times…

  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bYGu1PWRPKc&feature=youtu.be

Edit: Yes, I am aware that the video does not exist anymore.

This Is My Story

Original Title - Biographical things

I am trying to decide on the title for my biography/autobiography. Just so that the hard part is done should someone ever decide to write it.
I have narrowed it down to:
"Scent Of A Jackass"
or
"Every Which Way But Lucid"
The latter being my personal favorite.

Games People Play

I was reading the box for a game at the Starbucks this afternoon, and it said some stuff, then came the words "doodling a poodle."  That threw me for a loop.
Is it just me or do the words doodle a poodle just sound perverse?

• Current Mood: exhausted

And Then One Day You Find Ten Years Have Got Behind You

Happy birthday Sis-Tar!

I’m Making Records, My Fans They Can’t Wait

Original Title: Stalkeration

Location: Home
Music: Life's Been Good ~ Eagles
Stalkeration. I am aware of the fact that it is a made up word. I just made it up.
I just checked, I guess I did not just make it up.
Ah well.
I am posting this here, because I don't the subject of this actually knows it exists. I would post it on the other LJ account, but I don't actually know if she knows it exists or not.
But I digress.
This one girl I know from the Starbucks has recently decided that I am stalking her. Every time I see her conversation takes a turn to that subject at some point or other. I found someone on the okcupid site that I thought was her, and after much deliberating, I sent the person in question a message, only to find out that it is indeed the same girl.
Anyway, that was a couple of months ago. She was making some "Don't be stalking me now, ya hear" comment last week, and I told her that since she smokes, I would not ever dream of such a thing, I then outlined my "Women who smoke" logic to her. The same sort of conversation came about today, and she answered the smoking rebuttal with "I'm trying to quit."
I was all "Damn it." She then proceeded to gripe about her work schedule for the rest of this night and the morrow. I told her she was safe from my alleged stalking, and she decided that she needed to rearrange her work schedule so as to facilitate my stalking of her.
Needless to say, I was slightly creeped out by this.

Dear Whack!

So, it's been seventeen weeks since last I wrote in this eh?

Well, time's fun when you're having flies (if you are a frog, anyway).

Let's see...where to begin

Picking up where I left off...

The Jeep made it's triumphant return from the land of the dead.  Then two months later, the drive shaft broke.  Got that fixed, and then about two weeks ago I blew the transmission.

Super good!

Or not, ya know.

I discovered it would be simpler to merely purchase a new Jeep,  So I did.  The old one is sitting behind my grandfather's barn, and it will continue to do so until I am able to raise the liquid capital required for reincarnation.

Which won't be happening this month.  I get to make something that works out to being about 3 car payments plus my rent this month.

Needless to say, I'm on the poor for a hot minute.  Just barely able to keep my account balance in the clear.

I went to deposit about half the money I got from rolling change this evening, and the other half bought me quite a lot of Ramen.

Yes, I've been poor before.

Anyway, in other news, I've been to Calimafornia, and it was spiffy.

I've accidentally rediscovered an old friend whom I thought I would never see again, and I've made a couple of new lady-folk friends.

Fun stuff there.

I am also marginally ill from Boo Boo The Fool opening a box that reeked of cigarette smoke whilst I was right there.

Damn him.

Anyway, goodnight for now kids, and theoretically, it won't be no stinkin' seventeen weeks before this happens again.

• Current Mood:ill
• Current Music:The kitchen fan

Freakazoid...Chimpanzee!

So, the universe is all about playing creepy tricks on me.

I was aimlessly wandering the MySpace last night, and this girl whom I know and have not exactly seen for something like eighteen months, due largely to the fact that she moved to Colorado about two years ago is last person I come across before deciding to give up on humanity again.

Which struck me as odd.