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COMPLAINTS, MUSINGS, AND OF COURSE WISDOM FROM DOUCHEBALL HIMSELF! NO'MSAYIN'? ~George Carlin
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Tuesday, October 30, 2001
Here is a link to my new location for the blog: Click here, motherfucker!
By the way, Tracey, don't ever come to my blog again...if you know what's best for you. Go to Scott's blog. Everyone knows he's always had a huge crush on you.
Sometime within the next week or so, I'm going to attempt to move my blog to geocities, so's I can have some freedom to incorporate more things in my blog. My test run was finally successful. Wish me luck.
Sunday, October 28, 2001
Went to see "13 Ghosts" tonight, with my Rene. I really liked it. I give it an 8 out of 10. It actually had really cool, kinda scary, ghosts. Last week, we saw "From Hell". I give that a 7 out of 10. Enjoyable, but not amazing. Although, I continue liking Johnny Depp in everything I see him in. Capped off the evening at Olive Garden, and I'm now home blogging.
I think Scott is gonna try to assist me with getting a background back up. I'm gonna try to do it a different way from linking from someone else's page, as every site I go to for a background demands that you not do that. Pussies.
I haven't been that drunk for a minimum of 5 years. Out of control drunk. Saturday night. Halloween party. Jeremy and Michelle's house. The pictures that will result from this will surely humiliate me for quite some time. But, at least I maintain my physical modesty when drunk, so I won't see naked pictures of myself in one of those "priceless" e-mails, somewhere.
Being in costume was actually kind of fun. The monk robe was surprisingly comfortable. The best costume of the night was Bryan Lefevre. He was Wolverine. It was amazing. He had grown his facial hair in and had styled his hair just like the guy in the movie. I was pleased that I didn't puke, despite Jeremy and Bryan piling on me on the couch downstairs. I had to stay on guard and awake all night, as Jeremy kept threatening to shave the crown of my head like a monk if I passed out. I get drunk so rarely that many people were surprised by my behaviour. I have never heard "are you okay?" so many times in a night as I did last night. One person in particular was very concerned about me. Thanks, Grace. Your attempt to take care of me was noted and appreciated. It's amazing how good it can feel to lie face down on somebody's lawn when you're that fucked up. I'm just glad I got there before Rob's friend, Bryan, threw up there. And the people moshing in the front room that Lorene mentioned; well, one of them, unfortunately, was me. I just hope that it wasn't so out of control that Michelle never wants a drunken party there again. Thanks again to Michelle and Jeremy for hosting such a good time. And special thanks to Rob and Toni for driving my drunk ass home. It was nice not to have to sober up before I went home.
Saturday, October 27, 2001
Jeez. I get my website how I want it, and the image that I'm linking to goes away. Web page design is a pain in the ass. Does anyone know how to walk me through putting images in my background using the "save as" method? I don't understand how to upload them to your page.
Friday, October 26, 2001
You have to read these embarassing masturbation stories. They are uproarious...except for the last one, which made me squirm uncomfortably in my chair at work. Click here.
Thursday, October 25, 2001
So I guess world events are wrestling their way in to my psyche. I dreamt that Lorene and I were on our way home from somewhere on 3500 South, and we were under a hideous nuclear attack. It was like fire and lightning coming out of the sky. Lots of fun. So I woke up, took a leak, and went back to bed.
Wednesday, October 24, 2001
Don't know how this happened.
I AM 30% GOTH. 
Take the GOTH Test at Fuali.com!
I took some liberties with this test, but here are the results. Like the shit yourself question; yes, I did....in second grade. But not because of drunkenness.
I AM 41% PUNK. 
Take the PUNK/POSER Test at Fuali.com!
Here's the measure of how geeky I am, according to this online test:
I AM 15% GEEK. 
Take the GEEK Test at Fuali.com!
Monday, October 22, 2001
My links feature is not functional yet. If you click on it, it will just route you back to the weblog. It will be ready soon.
Saturday, October 20, 2001
Alright. The poll about the biggest musical fall from grace is coming down. Metallica wins with 71.4% of the vote (5 of 7 votes). U2 and the Clash got 1 vote each. Next up: things that I own or like that y'all think I should be the most ashamed of (my guilty pleasures). By the way, I don't feel guilty about my porn collection, so don't expect that to be there.
Monday, October 15, 2001
So, I'm going as a friggin' monk, for Halloween. I wanted to be a pimp, but the costume I wanted was 70 goddamn dollars! That ain't gonna happen. Unfortunately, your costume selections become very limited when you become a fatass, like myself. The only good things about the costume are: 1) It's easy, and 2) Lorene and I will kind of be dressed as a couple (her costume is soooo cute, by the way).
Friday, October 12, 2001
Thursday, October 11, 2001
On a quick, positive note, my Mom won the SILVER FREAKIN' MEDAL on Monday at the senior games in St. George! Her event was the 10k run! I am so proud!
I hate when I can't pigeon-hole someone as someone I like or don't like. I have begun watching "The O'Reilly Factor" with relative frequency. I thought I disliked him, as I saw him verbally attacking a peace protestor on his show, and I felt that he was saying some really unfair shit. But last night, I massively enjoyed watching him doggedly going after a leader in the United Way organization, trying to get them to pursue the victim's families of the WTC attack better than they are. He had 3 spouses of victims on the show who had been offered no assistance from any of the charitable organizations out there, despite these people registering with many of them. I realize that this is a massive undertaking, but I agree with Mr. O'Reilly that almost a month ought to be enough time to contact 5,000-6,000 people's primary family members and offer assistance. These poor people shouldn't have to hound organizations to get help in a timely fashion for their immediate needs. As always, I'm sure that there are many variables that I'm not aware of, but to an outsider, it seems like terrible turnaround, when these people are in immediate need. If Mr. O'Reilly was able to get quick assistance for these 3 people by applying some media pressure, then I say good on him.
This happens to me far too often: I look down at my arm and I have a huge bleeding cut. No clue as to how I got it. It's just there.
Hung out with Jeff today. Played frisbee, ate at Cafe Rio, went to the comic store, got a sundae from Squirrel Brothers, and watched some TV. One of the shows we watched was "Enterprise". It was the first episode I'd seen, and I wasn't really knocked out. I think the thing that stuck out the most about that show, is how bad the lighting is on the ship. That annoyed the piss out of me. If that is a constant, I probably won't be watching. Jeff also gave me a "Judge Dredd" graphic novel. Very cool. And he gave me a little book of comics by Ivan Brunetti called "Haw". Ivan Brunetti probably draws the most offensive shit I've ever seen (remember Schizo comics, Rene?). Jeff said he wanted to give it to me ASAP, as it made him uncomfortable to have it in his house. I don't even blanche at having something like that in my house. I just howled with laughter (almost) all the way through. There must be something wrong with me.
Monday, October 08, 2001
Skattie, you should be proud of me. I changed all kinds of shit all by myself. The poll is back up. It's kind of old, so I may replace it with a new one when I dream up some new, unimportant, lame-ass question. By the way, does fiddling with things like fonts, font sizes, etc. slow the loading of the page? It seems to load a lot slower, now.
Saturday, October 06, 2001
I now have reblogger on my blog, in case you didn't notice. Just click on the "SPIT IT OUT!" link, and tell me what a douche I am.
Friday, October 05, 2001
So, maybe I shouldn't have posted my last entry... I am amazed at how strongly people feel about the issue in question. Reading Bryan's (Scott's blogging pal) blog made me hope that I hadn't really appeared too preachy with my statements. That guy had some strong words, and the intellect to back it up. But frankly, I have no desire to come off so heavy handed. I feel strongly about free speech (and clearly Bill's statements came with a price; thus, I can hardly consider it free), however, it is very frustrating engaging in debates with people that I love (I've had 2 people who are close to me want to discuss this with me), while defending the rights of someone that I've grown to really dislike. Maybe I should stick with telling funny stories about my parents...and discussing bodily fluids, excrement, and boogers. Politics probably isn't the right thing for someone like myself to discuss. I tend to over simplify, and just speak from the heart. However, I'm certain that the next issue that comes around that evokes a reaction in me, I'll feel the need to spout off about it, anyways.
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