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August 31, 2007
I hate machinery
Once again I had to reformat this fek computer, and now it's giving me shit. It doesn't want to read the backup I made so I wouldn't lose anything, so now of course I've lost it. Which really is my fault anyway, assuming that some bitch machine was actually going to do what I wanted it to.
I want to beat this thing with a hammer.
Filed under "Bitchy rants" by damyano at 02:55 AM | Comments (0)
August 30, 2007
Hardcore wankery
I Stumbled on this peculiar news article about a man who just could not let it go.
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August 22, 2007
Reviewage
Once again the birthday thing has brought some new bits of media into my life. I've already digested it, so here's what I think.
I got two CDs this year. The first was a new one by the Chemical Brothers called We Are the Night. It was pretty good, but I wouldn't call it great. It's one of those things that I'm going to have to listen to a few times to really know where I am with it. There are a couple of good tracks on it that grabbed me, specifically Do It Again. The second one is the Community Service II album by the Crystal Method. This one grabbed me and shook me around a bit. Definitely worth the purchase - I expect to be booming this from the car often.
Bookwise I finally got around to picking up Neil Gaiman's Anansi Boys. I knew I was going to get it eventually, but I've just had other things jump ahead of it on the purchase list. I wish I'd grabbed it sooner. This is one of those rare novels that I sit and read and keep telling myself I'll just read to the next section break and put it down. I nearly got home late with dinner - I read through about 2/3 of it before I had to make myself quit reading it. Fantastic read, worth every moment, I even laughed out loud several times. If you have even the slightest like of Mr. Gaiman's work, do read this one.
Filed under "Brain candy" by damyano at 11:18 PM | Comments (0)
August 21, 2007
Loving the wrongness
Here is a funny little music video that is entirely wrong. I was going to embed it directly, but it's easier to just use the link because it has not only the video but the lyrics. Yes, you can sing along.
Filed under "Brain candy" by damyano at 03:24 AM | Comments (1)
Death and housework overload
The cats brought fleas into the house. This is due in part to the fact that the extra moisture this year makes everything alive extra prolific. It's ridiculous. And of course the little fuckers bite the shit out of me and barely even acknowledge the hubby. Today was bug bomb day - I had to go to Clovis to do the DVD exchange, so it was the perfect time to fill the house with poisonous gas. The little fuckers can choke on it!
So now the house has this slightly sticky feeling everywhere, and I have to wash everything. I mean, it's better than itching my ankles raw every day, but you just know that even in death those vampiric bastards had to get one in on me.
I hate bugs.
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August 19, 2007
The aftermath
I woke up to that song. You know the one. Fortunately there were donuts. And apparently I was in dire need of two buckets of Blue Bell and an ice cream cake. I'm gonna be so fucking huge by the end of the week, I tell ya.
Phone calls from various sources, of course. More singing. Plus various e-communications. It's nice to hear from y'all.
We sprayed poison on the annoying weeds. No, that wasn't supposed to sound exciting.
The presents I got will have to be returned - because what I thought was going to happen is exactly what happened. Hence, no surprise. Not that I mind, I'll still basically get what I wanted and now I have a good excuse to go to Clovis on Monday and fuck around for a few hours.
Somehow I got to not go to mass. I have a feeling my dad's a touch disappointed with this fact, but he's not giving any real sign of it. Once again I have dodged the religion argument bullet. He still wants me to see that awful Mel Gibson Jew-hating propaganda movie. But we'll get to that horror at another time.
So instead of Catholicy goodness I got to see Stardust instead. Not a bad movie. Deniro is funny as hell. (Plus a couple woofy pirates...) There were a couple points that kind of got under my skin, but in all it was a worthwhile movie experience. Also, it's apparently based on the graphic novel instead of the book, so some discrepancies are not an issue with me. It's nice to have my psychotic purist urge disarmed sometimes.
We met dad at Leal's for the big dinner moment. Apparently my b-day is popular, because they sang for three people before they got around to me. Mind you, I didn't want anybody singing at me in the restaurant (ever in my life), and it's not like I needed the giant free sopapilla that comes with the sombrero and clapping sing along, but it was all good.
And now, pretty much just hanging around the house. The ice cream cake was good, even though I had to wait until after midnight to get my sweet craving up again. I figure I'm just going to stay awake until I'm bored of it, so there is a chance that I will still be up when my dad gets up to drive home. It's been a nice visit (despite my constantly bitching about that particular thing) and I'm glad for it.
That's it.
Filed under "Mixed bag" by damyano at 03:20 AM | Comments (0)
August 13, 2007
Birthday madness creeps up on me
My dad is planning on showing up sometime this week so we can do the visit thing for my birthday. We may even go shopping. I had planned to go see Stardust, but I know he isn't going to want to bother with movie nonsense, so I guess I'll just take myself tomorrow or whenever I get around to it. I should be cleaning the house tomorrow, of course, but I'm tired of that already.
The hubby has already bugged me with the 'what do you want?' nonsense. He insists that I need to get new boots, but I don't want boots for my birthday - I want them for xmas. I don't mind practical gifts at that time, for my birthday I want something frivolous. And I don't want to bother telling anyone what to get me so they can wrap it in paper and I can be not surprised when I open it. That is such a waste. If you can't be bothered to surprise me, get me cash or take me shopping.
But here's what takes the cake. I finally broke down and told him 'look at that stack of dvds, and if you see one with a number on it, get me the next one.' This totally goes against my surprise me requirement, but at least I might not know exactly which one I get. Oh but no - he tells me 'I can't do that, it's too hard." WTF is up with that? It's too difficult to copy down a few words that you don't need to understand cuz the gimp at the counter can decipher anime weirdness for you? Oy...
So now I'm not going to be able to just hide under the covers for the whole useless day. I actually have to pretend I'm cheery and sociable and enjoying the annual torture. I'm sure I'll get a bunch of people just dying to ask me how it feels to be old. Bleh.
All I want is some cake and ice cream!
Filed under "It's all about me" by damyano at 02:26 AM | Comments (1)
August 09, 2007
Grumble
Dangerous Skies Over Valorisa, that cute freeform type game on the portal, is turning into a big pile of stupid. It's been weeks since anything game related has been posted. Apparently, about half of the overlarge cast has bailed on the game already, and we're waiting for the roll call to finish so the game can move along. So in the meantime people are posting bullshit about ice skating and eating strawberries and cream.
WTF?! This isn't a fucking Strawberry Shortcake and Friends episode dammit, it's supposed to be a flying fucking pirate ship! And before you wonder why I don't join in with the cute festivities, my primary reason in not doing so (that I would like to get the game moving and nevermind this cutesy shit) pales in comparison to the logistics of the situation:
1) Demetrius doesn't have feet to wear skates on, nor does he touch the ground
2) Demetrius doesn't eat solid food
So once again I'm just sitting here twiddling my thumbs and being ignored. I wish these fluffy idiots would get their shit together. I am on the verge of quitting already, and the only thing keeping me from doing so is that Demetrius is cool as hell.
Filed under "Head games" by damyano at 03:07 AM | Comments (0)
August 06, 2007
Make it stop!
This is so creepy! I'll see it in my nightmares.
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August 05, 2007
A word to the cat haters
I hear it said often by people who prefer dogs to cats that dogs love you and are loyal and the best animals ever, and cats just look at humans as a food source, and would otherwise ignore them. They say that cats don't like anybody.
Did you ever stop to wonder if maybe they just don't like you?
Filed under "Nothing in particular" by damyano at 11:37 PM | Comments (0)
What I want for my birthday
To be surprised.
It isn't going to happen.
Filed under "It's all about me" by damyano at 11:33 PM | Comments (0)
The random shit going through my head right now
I have a tube of superglue and nothing to use it on.
Humidity sucks.
I could really use some ice cream right about now. But I'm too lazy to go get it.
Howcome all the hawt prison meat has to be born again?
I don't want to imagine what would happen to the Bailey's already in my stomach if I put Razz on it. I mean, I'm sure it's already in an ugly state, but then it would be fruity. Ew, too late - already imagined it.
Morissey looks awful now. Has he been snorting elephant rails since the last time I saw him or what?
I deserve fireworks.
I already don't feel like getting up tomorrow.
Filed under "It's all about me" by damyano at 10:32 PM | Comments (0)