i think i've strayed away from the pointless dialogue that so consumed the world-famous weblog know as "nosuchthing"
so here's a tidbit the lovely folks at snapple told me "lizards communicate through push-ups" how's that for a fucking $1.25 spent on a watered down, yet very tasty lemon iced tea beverage.
tis friday and i ain't got nothing to do. it's weird going through the motions of actually planning a weekend. hear me out. you get used to something for so long, when it's not there anymore you're sort of at a loss. but it's for the best and i'm a be ok.
three topics. the state of the union. american idol. northkorea/iraq.
-bush did a suprisingly convincing job on tuesday night. i think his approval rating the next day was at post 9/11 numbers. i watched and the nerd that i am i took notes (it's for work kids). i don't buy his plan for economic stimulus nor do i think he is really trying to give monies back to the bottom 99% (you and me). his cronies are fiddling his strings and getting what they want. it's ok, clinton did it too. but he got a blowjob out of it.
-american idol is so fucking funny. it becomes cliche after awhile and you begin to wonder how many times this british guy can say the same thing. the other two, well they really don't count. one of the final 32, sang at my friend's sister's wedding last year. very odd. he said that this guy doesn't look like a pop star. that my friends should say it all. i'll still watch for the funny degrading element.
-north korea and iraq. two very small countries. yet both could have devastating impacts on the you ess of a. don't know what to think. i heard that rummy might go back to the draft process if "need" be. let's just make sure all their kids get accepted into the ivy league schools first, then we'll draft the rest. this is looking more and more like the late 60s/early 70s. germany and france are sacking up and voicing their distaste for cowboy bush's platform. i, myself, don't know what to say about that. i think france will join because they don't want to be left out of talks, germany will not join because they stand on their own principles.
as i've said before, this world is headed for the door as a giant turd on fire. before we inevitably go splat, someone needs to intervene and convince the world that war will lead to more war. not always peace. but either way no one will be happy. i don't know if we've begun to accept that.
ok enough...i think i'm done my geo-political stream of consciousness.
(third eye blind playing "narcolepsy")
i get tired of staring at this damn cell phone. i can feel this narcolepsy slide into another nightmare. i try to keep awake.
this weekend lyn is visiting. she's good people; one of the few left in this fucked up world. i think we're going round iladelph tomorrow.
as i depart for this evening three words "paris and amsterdam". it's coming soon kids.
(you're in my mind all of the time..i know it's not enough..but if the sky can crack there must be someway back..for love and only love..electrical storm..electrical storm..electrical storm. baby don't cry)
eleven days. the anticipation grows as i can smell the l'essence du monde.
i need to buy a dictionary.
it's hard not to miss something that's been a part of you for a considerable amount of time. time ain't no friend of mine nor hers. though i'd like to say i can read into the future and predict a happy conclusion, i can't, so i have no idea. it's something that i want, but is it something i'll get...hmm...anyone have the proverbial magic 8 ball?
"...and i've lost my page again, i know this is so real but i'll try my luck with you, this life is on my side, i am your one, believe me this is a chance oh."
(this is where i digress)
i think the industry i am involved in has afforded me the opportunity to sit on the pulse of different geo-political climates and the varying issues here at home or around the world. being the optimist aka bed-wetting liberal that i am, being surrounded by republicans and having conservative views whizzing past my ears every minute is quite a treat for me. it's surprising how the mind reacts when it's outnumbered. nature at its finest. the term "suck it up and take one for the team" has never been so prevalent. i'm what you can an living oxymoron, a liberal in a very pro "rich" industry. don't get me wrong, i wouldn't trade it for anything else right now. these are some exciting times.
anxiously i await and wonder how this world's going to fuck itself over during these upcoming years. by the way...the state of the union is on tomorrow night. sorry you bachelorette watchers. that bitch is taking a seat to dubya aka strategery aka more and more of our imports are coming from overseas aka i didn't really win that election. ah. live it up.
has anyone other than me seen the "All The Things She Said" video? for sheezy ma neezy. wow-za.
ok going now. all mixed up and i'm feeling cornered and rushed. good night.
peace.
this is shaping up to be one of the worst years ever. like a fcuking kevin smith movie. i'm actually typing this blog on my new computer. you know, the one i had to purchase because my flat was buglarized. that's right. some gaylord fawkers kicked the door open, looted, and left my flatmates and i in terrible disarray.
police came and a report was filed. i think it's time to move out. philly (or nyc) here comes the diddy.
i hark at lucydiamond when i say here here (go to lucydiamond.blogspot.com). i miss her (d.e.r.) terribly too. but my friend this is how it is and how it has to be. can't let nothing get us down. i know this much is true. it' s not letting them get down. go on, be happy, and hope for prosperity. this much is true-ooh.
like an old 80s song; i'm gone in a flash. i am kaiser so-say.
i think mac os X is the greatest computer platform ever.
going to finish up some snl. vaca in 11 days.
does anyone know if mtv is lookind for videojockeys? if so, please hook me up.
peace.
"are you in or are you out" -daniel ocean (g.clooney)
"if you want it you got it, you just got to believe
believe in yourself
cuz it's all just a game we just want to be loved" -lenny kravitz
i guess i owe it to the readers on the haps regarding my life...but then again i really don't.
here's a snipit. i'm no longer in a relationship with summer rain. the reason are too personal and too long to discuss. thought i'd share that much with you. still miss her but that's life.
like i told lucydiamond...sometimes you gotta roll with the punches
"you bet big and you lost. are you going to walk away or step up and bet again? i'm betting again." -will hunting, and he went to see about a girl.
on my new speakers...shakira and david gray
on my xbox...ocean's eleven
on my mind...sleep.
whew...last nite was a blur in the truest sense.
to go into detail would be an injustice to the promised confidentialities of last nite.
two words: vegas baby...no i did not go to las vegas.
tomorrow is the much-hyped football match that people in this area, it seems, have been waiting the last 20 years for. to me, though i do partake, it's no big thing. just another reason to sit around staring at a 27" screen all day. pizza anyone.
an odd occurrence. a friend from the past called me this afternoon. haven't spoken to this person since i was a sophmore in high school (1994-95). we used to be best friends, but still there's this feeling of uneasiness about the whole thing. i wonder what the motives are. after 7 years, i think i'm entitled to be a bit skeptical. details to follow.
if someone offered you a job in one of the world's most exciting cities, doing something you're not necessarily interested in, would you take it?
on itunes...i'm hearing the white stripes...incubus...50cent
on comcast...i was watching iverson crossover and the sly caps do shitty
fuck fuck fuck fuck. i've got all these ones i don't know what to do with them.
nothing went on today. actually, i'm finding this 'joe millionaire' show quite amusing. i don't know whether to think this guy is a manipulative, deceitful, poor man's don juan or whether or not he is a smart motherfucker for getting this gig and getting fox to flip the bill. hmm..i wonder
i'm still waiting for pdiddy to formally declare his exploratory committee for the us presidency. i'll settle for dave letterman.
one of the most awkward moments in the world is having an empty seat next to you on the train and having someone ask you if they can take it. i like to think i'd offer it to just about anyone, but you never really know until you're in that situation (on either end). i've been shot down a couple times and i've done some shooting. i have no idea where i'm going with this shit but whatever it was on my mind during the last five minutes.
i am very very very fearful that gwb will remain our president and that the elephants will have the controlling interest in both houses. although it may seem that i'm a democrat, don't assume that. i am an independent. c'mon democrats are republicans hiding under complex phrases and a left smile. they're all fucking schmucks. and you can quote me.
i hope i'm up for senate one day and they dig this fucking journal up. i'd love to explain my ass out of this one.
i was watching vh1 tonight, reliving the 80s...great. just what we need.
"trying your luck" by the strokes
"thin line" by jurassic5
"this love" by maroonfive
"electrical storm" by u2
happy holidays and happy new year (belated, of course).
i've been meaning to get on this sucker and write but my very busy fucking schedule hasn't allowed me the time. ok no more sarcasm. just been out of focus. now i'm back.
i actually started another "journal"...this one's more for when i don't have a computer at my disposal, when i feel like writing. also, it's for my upcoming venture.
don't think i mentioned this but i will be taking a journey in the upcoming month. i won't spoil the surprise, but i'll be sure to blog from where i'll be. anyway.
alot of funky shit has been happening in the world. the inevitable war with iraq, the potential war with n.korea, people cloning humans, neil almost getting axed (ok not really), freddie breaking up with his bitch ass girlfriend, me shaving my head, me getting fed up with finance, but then biting my tongue because the money is good (not for long kids)...whew. what a wild and crazy few weeks.
the holidays went by pretty well. other than the helpless feeling i had when my little cousin opened the gift i got her and she told me it sucked. that was great. had to fucking work the days before and after Christmas and New Year's. complete noise...everyone should have those two weeks off, except politicians. let those rotten mofos wake up at 630, defog their windows, shovel snow, and brave the cold weather. jerks.
oh by the way...if you make between $200-500K (or more). may you sleep better tonight. my strategery boy aka dumberer aka happy birthday mr. president aka big texas big oil big war big fun has implemented quite a ambitious economic recovery plan. cut taxes for the upper echelon of those who make money and while we're at it cease taxation on stock dividends. oh by the way...the only mofos who get tax dividends, you guessed it, they make between $200-500K. ah...eat the rich.
not that i care. i really don't but there's only so many times i can see asshole co-workers compare the shade of gold on their rolexes and make jokes about shopping at outlet stores. i fucking hate brooks brothers clothing.
let's see, what i'm listening to now. the new jurassicfive, new the roots, new system of a down, the used, and some sinatra.
not much else is up with me. i'm fastly approaching sept mois. went by fast, though there were some bumps, we're doing good (fingers crossed and knocking on wood). the week is filled with feelings of anticipation of seeing her. just like i felt when we were just friends and she came to visit me at ihouse on that fateful friday night. who would've thought she'd been in my life and i'd be so in love. ah. thanks for the beautiful ornaments. thanks for being you.
