Now, this blog was started off as a 'dairy' of sorts, in order for me to write about my day, as well as write it in an interesting enough manner that anybody like me could, pick up, read through easily, and hopefully draw humor from. For the most part, I believe a decent job despite the fact that my blog is an incredible pile of shit. But, I'm sorta at this point where I'm almost tempted to ditch it. I like writing, and I think the informal nature of my blog gives me a nice writing fix that I really don't have to think much into... I can just do. Don't think, do! However, with my schedule, I write about 2 blogs a week. Considering I've done a blog just about everyday (prior to maybe the past month or so), 2 a week is a vast decline. And I'm the type of person who believe 'It's all or nothing'... No half-assed bullshit! So, with the state of it now, half-assed would almost be a compliment!
Take for instance, the fact that, if you've read any of my posts thus far, you usually get a nice rough outline of my day, with the important bits being more prevalent. But now, you don't know shit about my life! Which is altogether counter intuitive because the busier I am, the more shit that's actually going on in my [boring ass] life!
Ugh.
What do you think? Should I scrap this thing while I'm 'ahead'?
(yes, I realize the fact that all of...1 person will respond to this, sooooo... Tell your friends!!!)
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Monday, April 13, 2009
Blogging Sucks When You've Got No Time To Do It...
Yeah, so I missed wishing you all a Happy Easter. The Easter Platypus sends his regards... and his shrimp... I also missed telling you all about my super cool concert. The concert was fun, but for ways I hadn't expected. First off, Shiny Toy Guns only played 5 songs... only one of which was off of their new album. So that was a bummer, however the All American Rejects portion of the show was a lot more fun than I thought it would be. First off, I must say that AAR is NOT a hardcore band by any means... That being said, the crowd was fucking crazy pushing and shoving in huge waves of people, throwing elbows and shouting. It was pretty crazy... Plus AAR attracted A LOT of barely legal ass into the Rave, which was nice to see. However there were some girls, who didn't look a day over 12, with the shortest skirts I've ever seen. I'll be damned if they were any longer than my pinky finger... It was REALLY sad... Slut... Anywho, fun time. Yar! Now I'm at work and this week is gonna kill my insides!
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
What The Fuck?
So, much to my dismay, my blog has really taken a far back seat in my list of priorities... I know, it's as much of a surprise to you as it is to me... I mean, I end every night looking back on my day as if I were to be writing my blog (I even make semi-stupid witty jokes along with it! (Yeah, I got problems, and I'm not afraid to admit it!)). And yet... End of the night rolls around, and I'm bloggless...
Oh well, you're getting one now, shut up!!! Okay... Hrmm... Where to begin? I haven't blogged for a few days now, so there's probably loads of things I could talk about. And yet... I'm really not sure where to begin...
Well here's a start (it has nothing to do with my blog, but I want to talk about it nonetheless), I've seen some things. A coworker of mine was searching random stuffs on Google, and of course a lot of the initial hits were popular news sites and blogs. So, as fate would have it, she clicked on one of the many blogs. And when she was done reading it, curiosity got the best of me and I quick read through it... And you know what I realized? My blog is always gonna stay a personal thing. Why? Because I don't write about anything in particular... Everybody's blog that receives ANY hits has a central theme, such as music, movies, or sports. They all circulate around one main topic... I just bitch about random shit, and the seemingly mundane nature that is my life... Plus, all of these other blogs look so... sterile... What with their fancy-pants little lay outs, and their perfect grammar, and engaging text... pfft. I prefer the 'real' look... And by that I pretty much mean this... look around- My blog's got mistakes and it looks like shit, but that's the way I want it to look, so you can all go to Hell!
Anywho, I'm at work right now, and rather than continuing to strain my brain to remember some more important pieces of days gone bye, I'll just move on to the present, or as I like to call it: constant-anal-torture. Now, of course I mean this figuratively, and I have not had any object enter in/around my asshole (nor do I foresee any in the near future), but It's true, people have just been throwing shit at me (again figuratively... I know, hard to believe right? I ride the bus for over an hour every day, and nobody throws shit at me... crazy)! First, my architectural drawing class has been bothering me. The homework assignments are due every other Monday, and I'm supposed to be going downtown and drawing preselected buildings. However, between work and school, I don't have the time to hop a bus, go downtown, and expect it to be a light enough outside for me to locate any of these buildings... I guess I could if I really applied myself, but I don't feel like spending a few hours during my slim free time getting very little to show for it... So instead I've been using Google maps (street view is playing God!!!). I won't lie, I know that this is in a way hindering the true potential of these drawings, but if I've learned nothing this semester it's this: ...mathematical perspective is gay... And, this almost gos without explanation, I do it all last minute... So my TA wants to meet with me... I've never seen this guy before, I have no clue when his office hours are, and this class is REALLY getting on my nerves now... Plus, I've got a project due in art... I'm not quite sure when it's due... but it's coming... It was originally due last Tuesday, and it just keeps getting pushed back. I guess that's a good thing, but I can't plan very well when it keeps moving around... I should probably already be done by know, but if the last minute keeps moving, how can I? And then, to add on to that, I read an e-mail last night at 7:30, that in fact, yes, I do have to choose and mount a piece from my art class to submit to the "Foundations Show" (I'm not sure if I mentioned this or not... It's an art Gallery for first year students, however I was told that it was only open for art majors... I'm not an art major). So... Great. I need to buy some foam board to mount my drawing, tape it, then cut it down to the right size. Wow. No art store EVER stays open that damn late... Okay, I can finish it Tuesday and just submit it Wednesday right? WRONG! They stop accepting work at 5... And I've got almost straight classes till 3, and work at 4:30. Fuck... Fuck... and another for good measure: Fuck... So I took the first bus I could home, hit up Michael's, got the board, got some double-sided tape (The manufacturers of double-sided tape are fascist pigs! Price-gauging demon spawns!!!). So then I take the next bus back to campus (good bye lunch time...). I go to the gallery, finish mounting my piece, submit it (btw, they sell your shit there, so if anyone buys mine, they just bought me lunch! ^.^). Then I ran over to my Trig. class to receive very, very good news... I got a 58% on the last test! Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1!!!!!!!1!! I hope that sarcasm hit you like a vindictive bitch... The good news though, is that the whole class did bad, which means the TA thinks we're stoopid, which means he feels pity and sadness, which means he's gonna let us retake it! But (and there's always a but...), it's rescheduled for the exact same day as my art history exam... So now I have two test I, at this moment, am far from proficient from the subject matter of... Ugh... And then after math today I had to catch the later bus (which I hate because the schedule says it comes at 3:16, but it doesn't come till like 3:24 (which if you just want to go home and eat something that remotely resembles dinner, is a huge amount of time)). Blah. I made some fish sticks when I got home (which I threw in the oven while it was preheating... fuck it). And yeah... Work's almost over, and that about all I can bitch about for now (for now...).
Oh yeah, one more thing (nice!): Go see The Curious Case of Benjamin Button!
Oh well, you're getting one now, shut up!!! Okay... Hrmm... Where to begin? I haven't blogged for a few days now, so there's probably loads of things I could talk about. And yet... I'm really not sure where to begin...
Well here's a start (it has nothing to do with my blog, but I want to talk about it nonetheless), I've seen some things. A coworker of mine was searching random stuffs on Google, and of course a lot of the initial hits were popular news sites and blogs. So, as fate would have it, she clicked on one of the many blogs. And when she was done reading it, curiosity got the best of me and I quick read through it... And you know what I realized? My blog is always gonna stay a personal thing. Why? Because I don't write about anything in particular... Everybody's blog that receives ANY hits has a central theme, such as music, movies, or sports. They all circulate around one main topic... I just bitch about random shit, and the seemingly mundane nature that is my life... Plus, all of these other blogs look so... sterile... What with their fancy-pants little lay outs, and their perfect grammar, and engaging text... pfft. I prefer the 'real' look... And by that I pretty much mean this... look around- My blog's got mistakes and it looks like shit, but that's the way I want it to look, so you can all go to Hell!
Anywho, I'm at work right now, and rather than continuing to strain my brain to remember some more important pieces of days gone bye, I'll just move on to the present, or as I like to call it: constant-anal-torture. Now, of course I mean this figuratively, and I have not had any object enter in/around my asshole (nor do I foresee any in the near future), but It's true, people have just been throwing shit at me (again figuratively... I know, hard to believe right? I ride the bus for over an hour every day, and nobody throws shit at me... crazy)! First, my architectural drawing class has been bothering me. The homework assignments are due every other Monday, and I'm supposed to be going downtown and drawing preselected buildings. However, between work and school, I don't have the time to hop a bus, go downtown, and expect it to be a light enough outside for me to locate any of these buildings... I guess I could if I really applied myself, but I don't feel like spending a few hours during my slim free time getting very little to show for it... So instead I've been using Google maps (street view is playing God!!!). I won't lie, I know that this is in a way hindering the true potential of these drawings, but if I've learned nothing this semester it's this: ...mathematical perspective is gay... And, this almost gos without explanation, I do it all last minute... So my TA wants to meet with me... I've never seen this guy before, I have no clue when his office hours are, and this class is REALLY getting on my nerves now... Plus, I've got a project due in art... I'm not quite sure when it's due... but it's coming... It was originally due last Tuesday, and it just keeps getting pushed back. I guess that's a good thing, but I can't plan very well when it keeps moving around... I should probably already be done by know, but if the last minute keeps moving, how can I? And then, to add on to that, I read an e-mail last night at 7:30, that in fact, yes, I do have to choose and mount a piece from my art class to submit to the "Foundations Show" (I'm not sure if I mentioned this or not... It's an art Gallery for first year students, however I was told that it was only open for art majors... I'm not an art major). So... Great. I need to buy some foam board to mount my drawing, tape it, then cut it down to the right size. Wow. No art store EVER stays open that damn late... Okay, I can finish it Tuesday and just submit it Wednesday right? WRONG! They stop accepting work at 5... And I've got almost straight classes till 3, and work at 4:30. Fuck... Fuck... and another for good measure: Fuck... So I took the first bus I could home, hit up Michael's, got the board, got some double-sided tape (The manufacturers of double-sided tape are fascist pigs! Price-gauging demon spawns!!!). So then I take the next bus back to campus (good bye lunch time...). I go to the gallery, finish mounting my piece, submit it (btw, they sell your shit there, so if anyone buys mine, they just bought me lunch! ^.^). Then I ran over to my Trig. class to receive very, very good news... I got a 58% on the last test! Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1!!!!!!!1!! I hope that sarcasm hit you like a vindictive bitch... The good news though, is that the whole class did bad, which means the TA thinks we're stoopid, which means he feels pity and sadness, which means he's gonna let us retake it! But (and there's always a but...), it's rescheduled for the exact same day as my art history exam... So now I have two test I, at this moment, am far from proficient from the subject matter of... Ugh... And then after math today I had to catch the later bus (which I hate because the schedule says it comes at 3:16, but it doesn't come till like 3:24 (which if you just want to go home and eat something that remotely resembles dinner, is a huge amount of time)). Blah. I made some fish sticks when I got home (which I threw in the oven while it was preheating... fuck it). And yeah... Work's almost over, and that about all I can bitch about for now (for now...).
Oh yeah, one more thing (nice!): Go see The Curious Case of Benjamin Button!
Thursday, April 2, 2009
R.I. P. ER
So, It's later than I normally like to type my blog, so I'm likely just gonna keep this one short. First off, let me wish all of you a happy belated April Fool's Day. You fool anybody or have any note-worthy pranks (or pranks done to you?). Either way I hope you enjoyed yourself. One prank I participated in only lasted for a few minutes, but it was golden! So, early in the morning I switched my status on Facebook to 'in a relationship', which for everyone who knows me was like a "whoa, who the fuck is this murose mutha' fucka' dating now? What the Hell???"... And yes, I was expecting this response... Then a few hours later, I get a text from Maddie saying something along the lines of "whoa, who are you in a relationship with?". I ignored her and she asked again about 10 minutes later. I ignored her again (I was gonna tell her somthing stupid, but I really dodn't want to spoil the facade). So about an hour later when I got back on Facebook, she sent me a message asking again, so I figured there was no avoiding it now. I was gonna have to think on my toes! I was aprehensive with her at first saying things like "why do you want to know? You wouldn't know her anyways...", but she kept up (she's a psycho crazy bitch when it comes to secrets and finding out information (sometimes the truth hurts)). So I finally started my story. (Note: This story is entirely fictional and does not represent the views and opinions of the author. This story was made up for the sole intensive perpous of deciving a friend)
Apparently, I had gone to a party Monday night. It was a pretty big party because the guy who invited me invited most of the people in all of his classes. While at this party, I decided to 'not be myself' and drank a little. I also introduced myself and started talking to a chick named Claire. She was pretty cute. And after a few hours of talking, her and I left to her house only a block or so away. There we made our way up to the bedroom and had half-sober sex. I woke up beside her Tuesday morning, and we started dating sometime late Tuesday/ early Wednsday.
And she bought it!!! And for those of you (who I seriously doubt exist) who don't know me all that well, this story will cause the eyes to go big, and a lack of words coming out of the agape mouth... But she bought it, and was so surprised/shocked! Then she shifted gears. She went from I "Oh my GOD... I can't believe you DID that!" To "Oh my GOD! I can't believe YOU did that!". that's when she started to get angry and called me a man whore a few times saying that I shouldn't have done that, and I've changed for the worse, and I'm a horrible person. Then she started crying saying that she didn't want to see me turn into one of THOSE guys and that she still cared for me andblah, blah, blah. I kept it up for a while trying to defend my "actions". And after a while I couldn't take it any more. She seemed so distraught and broken hearted to hear that I would do this, and no longer care. So... I had to hit the emergency exit button on it all. I apoligized a few times saying that I didn't intend on it to go this far (which is the truth). I was honestly expecting her to turn green and start ripping peoples heads off all while emitting a strange red-orange glow from her eyes, but luckily she seemed more relived than anything else. It was good fun though, because while I was making all of this up, I was watching 40 Year Old Virgin, and looking at the new series of Halo toys (lol). But yeah, I got her good, and I even got props from her roommates. Plus, on the off chance (and by off chance, I mean if it were to happen, the world would no longer know how to proceed living...) something like this were to happen... I now know I could never tell her!
So yeah, that was my one big prank for the day. My next topic (more like half a topic). I got an Ebay account, and bought a Nine Inch Nails shirt (Oh my God, I love it! I't soooooo sexy! Looks like this)I super excited about that and can't wait till it gets here! It was only 12$ after S&H too!!! YAY!!!
So, one mroe thing to note before I go: Tonight was the last episode of the television drama ER. The show first aired in 1994 (I was only 4!!!). 15 years later, it was time for the legend to retire. I assume it has something to do with high costs and lowered ratings, however this show has still held every bit of integrity since the beginging. Even if you weren't a fan of the show itself, or the genre, you've still got to admire a show that cab last this long in modern times (you know, how shows throw huge celebrations if they even get signed on for a second season). I must admit that I haven't kept up with the show in recent years, but I'm still saddened to see it go. The end however was a great tip of the hat as the curtain finally closed for the final time. That show will be missed, and it will live on in the countless endeavours it has influenced.
Apparently, I had gone to a party Monday night. It was a pretty big party because the guy who invited me invited most of the people in all of his classes. While at this party, I decided to 'not be myself' and drank a little. I also introduced myself and started talking to a chick named Claire. She was pretty cute. And after a few hours of talking, her and I left to her house only a block or so away. There we made our way up to the bedroom and had half-sober sex. I woke up beside her Tuesday morning, and we started dating sometime late Tuesday/ early Wednsday.
And she bought it!!! And for those of you (who I seriously doubt exist) who don't know me all that well, this story will cause the eyes to go big, and a lack of words coming out of the agape mouth... But she bought it, and was so surprised/shocked! Then she shifted gears. She went from I "Oh my GOD... I can't believe you DID that!" To "Oh my GOD! I can't believe YOU did that!". that's when she started to get angry and called me a man whore a few times saying that I shouldn't have done that, and I've changed for the worse, and I'm a horrible person. Then she started crying saying that she didn't want to see me turn into one of THOSE guys and that she still cared for me andblah, blah, blah. I kept it up for a while trying to defend my "actions". And after a while I couldn't take it any more. She seemed so distraught and broken hearted to hear that I would do this, and no longer care. So... I had to hit the emergency exit button on it all. I apoligized a few times saying that I didn't intend on it to go this far (which is the truth). I was honestly expecting her to turn green and start ripping peoples heads off all while emitting a strange red-orange glow from her eyes, but luckily she seemed more relived than anything else. It was good fun though, because while I was making all of this up, I was watching 40 Year Old Virgin, and looking at the new series of Halo toys (lol). But yeah, I got her good, and I even got props from her roommates. Plus, on the off chance (and by off chance, I mean if it were to happen, the world would no longer know how to proceed living...) something like this were to happen... I now know I could never tell her!
So yeah, that was my one big prank for the day. My next topic (more like half a topic). I got an Ebay account, and bought a Nine Inch Nails shirt (Oh my God, I love it! I't soooooo sexy! Looks like this)I super excited about that and can't wait till it gets here! It was only 12$ after S&H too!!! YAY!!!
So, one mroe thing to note before I go: Tonight was the last episode of the television drama ER. The show first aired in 1994 (I was only 4!!!). 15 years later, it was time for the legend to retire. I assume it has something to do with high costs and lowered ratings, however this show has still held every bit of integrity since the beginging. Even if you weren't a fan of the show itself, or the genre, you've still got to admire a show that cab last this long in modern times (you know, how shows throw huge celebrations if they even get signed on for a second season). I must admit that I haven't kept up with the show in recent years, but I'm still saddened to see it go. The end however was a great tip of the hat as the curtain finally closed for the final time. That show will be missed, and it will live on in the countless endeavours it has influenced.
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