| Tuesday, March 31st, 2009 |
| 1:28 am |
I can't....
digest ramen noodles any more. I just can't. They come out as unprocessed semi-food. That sucks. I love ramen noodles. Gross. |
| Monday, March 30th, 2009 |
| 12:33 am |
Ugh.
Ugh. Why? There's no need. SHUT THE FUCK UP. |
| Saturday, March 28th, 2009 |
| 2:31 am |
Wow.
I love me some sake, but I just had a sip of possibly the worst thing I've ever tasted. Ozeki sake. Comes in a 1.5L bottle, available on the web for $10.99. Good lord. So bad I washed my mouth out with a swig of fucking BROKERS. Ouch. Don't drink it unless your local store is out of MD20/20 and you really are that desperate. It's in a similar price bracket. Spending money on this sake to share with people would be like spending money to post on LJ. A complete, utter waste of time that would simply tell everyone that you would probably be willing to buy land on quit-claim deeds. Woof. Current Mood:  infuriated |
| Monday, March 2nd, 2009 |
| 5:44 am |
Weird.
Two entries in such a close time....after so long...blah. Probably just my bowels reminding me that I am in fact human, after now going through 4 days of being sicker than I've been since a bought with Norwalk virus back in 2000 with a 104+ fever....E. Coli is nasty. Kinda like the whole month after my last wreck compressed into three days. I still can't sleep, still have the butt pee. Still dehydrated, but I managed to fill myself with food for the first time since Wednesday afternoon without running to the bathroom. Woof. Key words in life- don't die. Time to go hit the bathroom. |
| Wednesday, February 18th, 2009 |
| 11:27 am |
Huh. Now yearly post.
Guess I don't do much on here anymore. I see that my last post was censored in the year since I made it. I don't even remember what it was anymore, much less why it would be censored. They censor people on here now? Weird. Ughh. Tired. Legs hurt. Time for a nap. |
| Monday, January 21st, 2008 |
| 7:12 pm |
Well, here goes.
2008 came. I'm still here. I guess that's something. Mayhaps a little clusterfucked in the head, but otherwise intact. 2008 needs- Better $$$. Better ****censored Better gear. I'm gonna climb a big fucking mountain. More moped parts. |
| Monday, October 29th, 2007 |
| 3:37 am |
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| Wednesday, February 14th, 2007 |
| 4:00 pm |
Tonight's the night.
I leave tomorrow morning to begin my life anew, again. The Pacific Northwest edition. I think it will go well. We'll see how the drive to Portland treats me. I have confidence that it will go reasonably well. Then it's a hop up to Seattle for the weekend, and I'll finally get to go to Seattle, like I've meant to some 8 million times. Fun Times for All. Current Mood:  anxious |
| Monday, February 12th, 2007 |
| 9:04 am |
Do it!
I'VE GOT TO GET ON THE ROAD BEFORE I FUCKING LOSE IT ALTOGETHER. FUCK. Now that's out of my system, good. Things I'm sick of, 2007 edition. (In no particular order.) 1. Money. Whether I have it or not, it's always there, and I hate it. 2. Not having a goddamned backrub. All I want is a backrub. 3. Moving thousands and thousands of miles in a ratty, tiny pickup truck. 4. Moving thousands of miles. If I'm going to drive that far, I'd rather enjoy it. 5. Man I'd like to put my hands upon your fucking sexy ass and squeeze. 6. The desert. Fucking dry ass nowhere land. Fuck that shit. 7. 2007. Fuck it. Let's get to 2008 already. 8. Not having a bed. 9. Not having a room. 10. Phoenix. Current Mood:  uncomfortable |
| Thursday, February 8th, 2007 |
| 10:38 am |
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| Tuesday, February 6th, 2007 |
| 8:31 am |
Wow.
It's safe to say I'm in a terrible place. Current Mood: crushed |
| Sunday, January 21st, 2007 |
| 10:35 pm |
Well, fuck it.
I'm in Phoenix on way borrowed time. Time to get my tax refunds and get my shiny ass to someplace swwet, rainy, and out of this dry desert hell. Heh. My boss makes fun of me all the time, because Phoenix has been having an unseasonably cold winter. It's even rained a few times in the past couple weeks. Everyone at work complains about it being cloudy and cold. (It's 45 outside in the early morning, who cares?) Lovely. So I'm going to truck it up to Portland and stay with Blair for a while, ride mopeds, probably make Blair and Emily's Puchs unholy demons, and learn some Motobecane magic. I've been stuck here too long in Tempe with a slow ass moped and huge streets. I can't deal with living in a town where a typical moped ride is like 10 miles just to get to the damned bar. Then ride back and have to work at 7:30 in the morning. Fuck that. Also, am I getting old, or what? The Rolling Stones have been growing on me lately. It's horrible, but when they come on the radio, I'm saying "Ok, give ME a honky tonk girl, and bring on your honky tonk world." More like give me a girl who likes guitars, backbacking, and mopeds. Thow in a splash of whiskey, then blend. Throw the whole package in a beat up 65 or 66 Mustang, and enjoy thoroughly. Heavenly. Current Mood: restless |
| Saturday, January 20th, 2007 |
| 9:20 pm |
Man, slow.
Yep. Rode that new Moby to work this morning after fucking with it for like 10 minutes. Not bad. It doesn't idle, it's a slower than shit 20mph version, looks like. I haven't even cleaned the carb yet, and yet it runs, all the lights work, and it feels solid on the road. Perhaps my luck with will stay with Motobecane. I have a wish list already though. Namely a new bottom end. This thing makes so much noise, the clutch is janky, and the bearings sound like they're ready to explode. Lord only knows what the seals look like. I love getting new mopeds.  |
| Friday, January 19th, 2007 |
| 11:48 pm |
I'm a going crazy.
I think I just committed moped suicide. I bought a (sshhhh) Motobecane. Now I'm well familiar with the frustrations of French mopeds. I've owned a few Peugeots over the years. But a Motobecane? What have I done? I must be growing masochistic in my age. Anyway, it's nice. It's got spark and compression, but no fuel flow. It'll be running in an hour tomorrow. In the meantime, I have a lot of reading to do.  |
| Thursday, January 18th, 2007 |
| 10:15 pm |
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| Wednesday, January 17th, 2007 |
| 9:38 am |
Pain in the ass.
And so the cop is sitting in front of the store again this morning. What does he look for? |
| Tuesday, January 16th, 2007 |
| 8:36 am |
Cut them off at the Pass
Again this morning. Cop sitting in his cruiser in front of the store. There he goes...he got out. I wonder what he's waiting for. He's scoping out the building, walking around it and all. He did the same thing yesterday, but I guess he was cool with the guy who was sleeping in the ditch behind the store, as he left that guy there. SO what is he looking for? Current Mood: annoyed |
| Monday, January 15th, 2007 |
| 9:08 am |
Snake in the grass.
There's a cop sitting in his car in the parking space in front of the shop. I think it's scaring people from coming in. That's fine with me. I hate people. Where do I get one of those jobs where I deal only with cool, creative people? |
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| Tuesday, January 9th, 2007 |
| 9:09 am |
Freako Custo.
I fuckin' hate that shit. I've got this guy who comes into the shop here and feels the need to spout "Jesus is lord, ain't no other truth than that." repeatedly every time he comes in, and just like that. It's like he's got Jesus-based Tourette's or something. I wouldn't even care, except I'm at work. Outside of work I can see a guy who is proslytizing on the street and I can avoid him. Here at work I'm supposed to...well, what? I dunno. But it's creepy. Any god who would want his followers walking around saying "Jesus is Lord" repeatedly with the same tone and inflection you'd expect to hear someone say "Free candy in the van, kid" can count me out. All I have to say is that dude is one creepy ass dude. |
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