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sorry that i have not been around. i have been to weddings and had to move people and been working 12-15 hour shifts everyday for the last 3 weeks. and its been very hectic.
i miss having more time to write and read blogs. ill catch up with you all as soon as i can.
dont forget about me dammit!
i miss having more time to write and read blogs. ill catch up with you all as soon as i can.
dont forget about me dammit!
My emotions these past couple weeks have been up and down. right now im taking a break from a cleaning binge that needs to be done for tomorrow. I feel lonely and then other times i just dont give a fuck.
Im sad that more people didnt come and hang out at the boston tattoo convention. i had fun. i ended up in jp later that night and drank too much sho chu. and i had to move my friends girlfriend into his house yesterday, that kinda sucked.
I found a pizza place down the street from my work where they have a pizza called the juggernaut. it has on it... mac & cheese bites, chicken fingers, pepperoni, jalapeno poppers, and mozzarella sticks, and 2 types of cheese. it comes with a health disclaimer. haha i need to try it even though im on a diet.
I cut out been on the weeknights and last week i lost 4 lbs just from doing that. i may continue this trend even though i love beer.
Oooooooooooo its time! I had another fucked up dream on saturday night.
My brother and I were looking for the restaurant and so we were driving around. We could not find it but got lost in some neighborhood that we had never seen before. We heard people in one of the backyards so we decided to go back and ask them if they knew where it was. They didnt, and they seemed kinda off... in a inbred sorta way. The head of the household was called the matriarch in my dream even though it was a guy. The whole family just kind of stared at us. We decided to leave to go find this place ourselves and on the way out my brother for some reason pulled out a skateboard and started skating on the lawn. THe matriarch came outside and my brother accidently knocked him over. The matriarch fell over and had a heart attack and died on the front lawn. We freaked and didnt know what to do but decided to tell the family. We knocked on the door and told them what had happened. They told us that it was ok but that we had to stay for the funeral. So as we stood there on the front lawn they started a funeral pyre and banged drums out on upside down wheel barrows. It was at that instance that i realized that they were going to kill us and that we needed to run. I started running and i tried to get my brothers attention but he wasnt paying attention to me and i started running down the street hoping that he would follow. He didnt. I was trying to hide behind peoples houses because i knew the family would soon realize that i was gone. I kept on going into backyards and little kids were swimming in pools and jumping on trampolines even though it must have been 3 a.m. I saw the family running down the street and then i saw one of them running near me with a super soaker. he shot me in the face with it, at which time i realized that it was alcohol and he them lit a lighter and blew flames at me from his mouth. I lit on fire and half of my face burned off, to the bone. I thought i looked like ghost rider or scorpion form mortal kombat. Anyway, i could find my brother so i somehow got home, i could not sleep but i was laying in bed trying to get a hold of him and everytime i tried to call i would get weird ringtones or static. fucked up things kept on happening to the phone. I got through to him a couple times but we got cut off. Finally i tried one more time and he said "Steve, come find me, i dont want to be alone right now." i asked him "where are you" and he told me that it didnt matter, so obviously i say "it does matter, if i dont know where you are how can i come and get you?" he replied "i just dont want to be alone tonight," quietly.
This is when i woke up sweating, and tearing... and i realized that in my dream he was dead and that the static was from some sort of distortion ala silent hill or white noise or something of the same ilk. my dreams are too screwed up.
on a lighter note, my car has been driving good and there isnt anything going on that i can really, truly, complain about.
Im sad that more people didnt come and hang out at the boston tattoo convention. i had fun. i ended up in jp later that night and drank too much sho chu. and i had to move my friends girlfriend into his house yesterday, that kinda sucked.
I found a pizza place down the street from my work where they have a pizza called the juggernaut. it has on it... mac & cheese bites, chicken fingers, pepperoni, jalapeno poppers, and mozzarella sticks, and 2 types of cheese. it comes with a health disclaimer. haha i need to try it even though im on a diet.
I cut out been on the weeknights and last week i lost 4 lbs just from doing that. i may continue this trend even though i love beer.
Oooooooooooo its time! I had another fucked up dream on saturday night.
My brother and I were looking for the restaurant and so we were driving around. We could not find it but got lost in some neighborhood that we had never seen before. We heard people in one of the backyards so we decided to go back and ask them if they knew where it was. They didnt, and they seemed kinda off... in a inbred sorta way. The head of the household was called the matriarch in my dream even though it was a guy. The whole family just kind of stared at us. We decided to leave to go find this place ourselves and on the way out my brother for some reason pulled out a skateboard and started skating on the lawn. THe matriarch came outside and my brother accidently knocked him over. The matriarch fell over and had a heart attack and died on the front lawn. We freaked and didnt know what to do but decided to tell the family. We knocked on the door and told them what had happened. They told us that it was ok but that we had to stay for the funeral. So as we stood there on the front lawn they started a funeral pyre and banged drums out on upside down wheel barrows. It was at that instance that i realized that they were going to kill us and that we needed to run. I started running and i tried to get my brothers attention but he wasnt paying attention to me and i started running down the street hoping that he would follow. He didnt. I was trying to hide behind peoples houses because i knew the family would soon realize that i was gone. I kept on going into backyards and little kids were swimming in pools and jumping on trampolines even though it must have been 3 a.m. I saw the family running down the street and then i saw one of them running near me with a super soaker. he shot me in the face with it, at which time i realized that it was alcohol and he them lit a lighter and blew flames at me from his mouth. I lit on fire and half of my face burned off, to the bone. I thought i looked like ghost rider or scorpion form mortal kombat. Anyway, i could find my brother so i somehow got home, i could not sleep but i was laying in bed trying to get a hold of him and everytime i tried to call i would get weird ringtones or static. fucked up things kept on happening to the phone. I got through to him a couple times but we got cut off. Finally i tried one more time and he said "Steve, come find me, i dont want to be alone right now." i asked him "where are you" and he told me that it didnt matter, so obviously i say "it does matter, if i dont know where you are how can i come and get you?" he replied "i just dont want to be alone tonight," quietly.
This is when i woke up sweating, and tearing... and i realized that in my dream he was dead and that the static was from some sort of distortion ala silent hill or white noise or something of the same ilk. my dreams are too screwed up.
on a lighter note, my car has been driving good and there isnt anything going on that i can really, truly, complain about.
So I finally got a new car. Its a Ford Five Hundred. What is a Ford Five Hundred you ask? Its pretty much a luxury Taurus. It has all sorts of gadgets and doodads and they are fun. i like my moon/sun roof the best. the 6 cd changer doesnt hurt either. i just need to get those pictures for insurance and the thing will be fully ready to roam around. heres a couple of pictures.
that last one is a picture of outside my sun roof.
i need a new keyboard my arrow buttons are broken and its a pain in the ass to fix spelling errors.
So last night i had a dream that i was in a fight with a zombie with some friend and i was kicking his ass but he kept getting back up, as zombies tend to do. i backed up at one point and there was a second one behind me so instead of trying to fight i ran away into the woods. at this point my friend turned into my brother (the one with leukemia). and we ran through the woods at high speeds for about 3 miles, found some random town that we had never been to before. my brother needed to rest so we rested and i was scouting and i turned a corner and the zombie was there and he started chasing us. this time we ran about 5 miles and figured that we had escaped the zombie. but this time two of my brothers were with me. and my sick brother couldnt run anymore... they decided that they wanted to buy some fresh salt water taffy. as we bought the taffy, the zombie saw us again. so its the dead of night and we are running through the woods i see this big wooden fortress that looked kinda like the fort from f-troop but with more of the m. night the village, feel. we ran into there... it was abandoned, we were jumping fences and dodging torches and we got on the otherside of the wall thinking yet again that we were safe. as we turn the corner there is a zombie army. we couldnt run anymore so we just let the zombies come. and when they got real close they stopped and the leader emerged.... it was a zombie john cleese, he started telling me about how being a zombie is a great way to lose weight and that i should be one. all of these zombies were super intelligent and i noticed that some of them were my friends... so i gave in, just as the descended upon me, i woke up. FREAKY!
anywho i havent been up to much of importance. just trying to get my ass in gear to go back to school. if anyone wants to see a weird movie go check out Old Boy. Its Korean and its english subtitled, if you like that kinda stuff, check it out. but be forewarned it takes many strange twists and turns and may leave you with a sour taste in your mouth when you realize what is actually going on.
ok usa i have nothing more to say at this juncture. how is everyone else doing though?
that last one is a picture of outside my sun roof.
i need a new keyboard my arrow buttons are broken and its a pain in the ass to fix spelling errors.
So last night i had a dream that i was in a fight with a zombie with some friend and i was kicking his ass but he kept getting back up, as zombies tend to do. i backed up at one point and there was a second one behind me so instead of trying to fight i ran away into the woods. at this point my friend turned into my brother (the one with leukemia). and we ran through the woods at high speeds for about 3 miles, found some random town that we had never been to before. my brother needed to rest so we rested and i was scouting and i turned a corner and the zombie was there and he started chasing us. this time we ran about 5 miles and figured that we had escaped the zombie. but this time two of my brothers were with me. and my sick brother couldnt run anymore... they decided that they wanted to buy some fresh salt water taffy. as we bought the taffy, the zombie saw us again. so its the dead of night and we are running through the woods i see this big wooden fortress that looked kinda like the fort from f-troop but with more of the m. night the village, feel. we ran into there... it was abandoned, we were jumping fences and dodging torches and we got on the otherside of the wall thinking yet again that we were safe. as we turn the corner there is a zombie army. we couldnt run anymore so we just let the zombies come. and when they got real close they stopped and the leader emerged.... it was a zombie john cleese, he started telling me about how being a zombie is a great way to lose weight and that i should be one. all of these zombies were super intelligent and i noticed that some of them were my friends... so i gave in, just as the descended upon me, i woke up. FREAKY!
anywho i havent been up to much of importance. just trying to get my ass in gear to go back to school. if anyone wants to see a weird movie go check out Old Boy. Its Korean and its english subtitled, if you like that kinda stuff, check it out. but be forewarned it takes many strange twists and turns and may leave you with a sour taste in your mouth when you realize what is actually going on.
ok usa i have nothing more to say at this juncture. how is everyone else doing though?
still no car... very aggrevating. ive been stuck in the house for the most part. been cleaning. going to work, thats about it. gone out every once in a while. nothing new to report. i found a silverfish in my bottom dresser drawer last night. freaked me the fuck out and then ran away. it came out again this morning and i was fast enough to squish it. i dont even know what they look like. they are so damn fast they are like a blur and looking a picture of one online would probably make me throw up. ive been having crazy stressy dreams. such as the one i posted about before. ok you know what, im gonna end this now cuz its just ramble, no point.
force unleashed demo rules. strong bad video game is mehhhhhhhhh.
force unleashed demo rules. strong bad video game is mehhhhhhhhh.
i have a car im looking at, but thats all i am going to say now, ill jinx it otherwise.
ill let you know when and if i actually get it.
i decided to write a blog about my dream last night... i woke up very upset and then i fell back asleep and had a dream that i was crying my eyes out... that last part may not have been a dream, but i dont know.
so last night i had a dream that i came home from ummm gawd knows where. i saw my mom with a big white van, full of white boxes... im wondering wtf is all this? so i walk inside of my house and i go to walk upstairs and my mom is looking down the stairs and asks me if my shadow boxes can have different product in them (that part is work lingo that appeared in my dream for some reason) so i ask her why? and she says, no reason. so i continue to head upstairs and feel as though things are off. i go into my sisters room and she doesnt even live at the house anymore, she is huddled under her blanket and i get her to come out and talk. next thing you know our mastiff runs upstairs (she cant climb stairs) looking all scared she runs into my sisters closet and hides under some blankets, i try to pet her and she almost bites my head clean off (she has never gotten angry in real life, shes a sweetheart) so im like ok kait, whats going on? she tells me that apparently someone came to the house and liked the view and the land and offered my parents an unknown but MASSIVE amount of money for the house. the white boxes in the van, were all the things my mom always wanted but could never afford. i start flipping out and crying and so does my sister. my parents are moving far away and if we want to stay they are going to buy us all appts in boston. which sounds good to me now, but in the dream i was flipping out and SCREAMING FUCK YOU!!!! I FUCKING HATE YOU, YOU DUMB BITCH! to my mom and then my dad came home and im screaming YOU IGNRORANT FUCK, TURN YOUR BACK ON US LIKE THAT YOU FUCKIN ASSHOLE, ALWAYS THINKING OF YOURSELF. i go out back to check out my favorite part of my house, which is the pool and there are all sorts of fake bushes inside of it to make it look european and shit, im flipping my shit, and the fuckin bastards buying the house come into the yard and start touching everything, and i tell them to fuckin leave, i go up to my room and there is a guy with a baby sitting on my bed, who gets up and goes through my closet, turns on my tv. im pissed because i have lived in this house since i was born, i have a huge connection to it, and i was so pissed that they didnt consult anyone and they gave no notice, we had to be out in 2 or 3 days. i dont know why i was so pissed but i kicked them all out of my house, and my parents got pissed. i woke up really upset, it has set a strange tone for the day. hopefully the next blog will be a bit happier.
love,
Steve
ill let you know when and if i actually get it.
i decided to write a blog about my dream last night... i woke up very upset and then i fell back asleep and had a dream that i was crying my eyes out... that last part may not have been a dream, but i dont know.
so last night i had a dream that i came home from ummm gawd knows where. i saw my mom with a big white van, full of white boxes... im wondering wtf is all this? so i walk inside of my house and i go to walk upstairs and my mom is looking down the stairs and asks me if my shadow boxes can have different product in them (that part is work lingo that appeared in my dream for some reason) so i ask her why? and she says, no reason. so i continue to head upstairs and feel as though things are off. i go into my sisters room and she doesnt even live at the house anymore, she is huddled under her blanket and i get her to come out and talk. next thing you know our mastiff runs upstairs (she cant climb stairs) looking all scared she runs into my sisters closet and hides under some blankets, i try to pet her and she almost bites my head clean off (she has never gotten angry in real life, shes a sweetheart) so im like ok kait, whats going on? she tells me that apparently someone came to the house and liked the view and the land and offered my parents an unknown but MASSIVE amount of money for the house. the white boxes in the van, were all the things my mom always wanted but could never afford. i start flipping out and crying and so does my sister. my parents are moving far away and if we want to stay they are going to buy us all appts in boston. which sounds good to me now, but in the dream i was flipping out and SCREAMING FUCK YOU!!!! I FUCKING HATE YOU, YOU DUMB BITCH! to my mom and then my dad came home and im screaming YOU IGNRORANT FUCK, TURN YOUR BACK ON US LIKE THAT YOU FUCKIN ASSHOLE, ALWAYS THINKING OF YOURSELF. i go out back to check out my favorite part of my house, which is the pool and there are all sorts of fake bushes inside of it to make it look european and shit, im flipping my shit, and the fuckin bastards buying the house come into the yard and start touching everything, and i tell them to fuckin leave, i go up to my room and there is a guy with a baby sitting on my bed, who gets up and goes through my closet, turns on my tv. im pissed because i have lived in this house since i was born, i have a huge connection to it, and i was so pissed that they didnt consult anyone and they gave no notice, we had to be out in 2 or 3 days. i dont know why i was so pissed but i kicked them all out of my house, and my parents got pissed. i woke up really upset, it has set a strange tone for the day. hopefully the next blog will be a bit happier.
love,
Steve
yea my car is totalled (im still not sure if i am spelling that right). i will probably be buying a new car in a few weeks after the insurance money comes through. who knows though. any recommended cars? 4 pictures of that crap check out the previous blog.
in other news sorry that i havent had a chance to comment on all of your blogs yet, ive been pretty busy getting things in order, then drowning my sorrows. and i found out that through my company we get good travel discounts, i wanna go to vegas.
if you want some advice, check out this video.
i love The State. the end.
in other news sorry that i havent had a chance to comment on all of your blogs yet, ive been pretty busy getting things in order, then drowning my sorrows. and i found out that through my company we get good travel discounts, i wanna go to vegas.
if you want some advice, check out this video.
i love The State. the end.
i have nothing major to write this time around, nothing too exciting, just tired and burnt out. i told myself i was gonna make an update at 40 comments... so here it is. for those of you who havent seen or watch, and for those who dont care well then leave me some love anyway. off to drink some beer and watch scrubs.
new harry potter movie.
new harry potter movie.
ok so heres my ecct rundown.
fucking amazing.
i thank all of you, i would love to single out people, but you know who you are since i probably spent the majority of the weekend talking to you. for those whom i didnt meet or talk to more, im sorry, i wish there was more time. i almost wish that we had a week or more and that the camp was maybe a little less stretched out. but i digress.
i did meet a few who inspired me and whom i owe my time to. i was among a few others who were getting sick of the politics of this site and my career on sg had run its course. this weekend was to be my last trip and i was going to ride into the sunset. the ones who showed me compassion and opened their minds and hearts to me and showed me a good time even though you had no idea who i was. you are the people, and those are the values that teach me. i will be staying on a bit longer, if anything just to be able to attend this trip again next year. the organizers were great, fuck... im not calling anyone organizers or attendees or +1s anymore. i am just going to call you friends.
i am writing this so fast that i know im spelling shit wrong, but i need to get the words out before they escape without thought. there are a few friends who i met this weekend. i dont care how far you are, or how much a plane ride may cost i would love to visit you in the near future and have fun and learn from you.
a few friends in particular made me so that my life has been utterly changed... i may sound stupid concidering maybe we passed on a couple hours of conversation, and half of that was while intoxicated but there was a magic in the air and a knowledge that people can make their way, and that this shy boy can do things. i want a better job, go back to school, do volunteer work, lose a lil bit of weight and get in some sort of shape, learn hobbies and crafts, maybe just take the time to breath the air and realize that it isnt all about stress, it isnt all about everyone else, its also about yourself.
there were many funny instances, there were many deep conversations, maybe a little too much booze, maybe too many cigarettes. friendships are formed so quickly, maybe a few of them dont stick, but at least you tried and at least you put yourself out there.
i thank EVERYONE who attended, even if we didnt talk, you came and you made the difference.
so i sit here exhausted and bruised, scraped, and beaten... i stand here changed. i feel an air of change, i see good things ahead.
one last time thank you, every single one of you. use my blog if you would, to post your favorite experiences of our trip or maybe your least favorite. time to get some more sleep.
-Steve
-"code brown"
-"phi phi beach"
-"the bees dont like alcohol anymore"
-"i got the poo on me"
-no pants
-our own circle
-dirty patomic
-mad dog 20/20
-boones farm
-cider
-gummy worms
-hanshin tigers
-puke in tent
-low rafters
-cigarette beer
-big hill
-big farts
-fuck i gotta stop this, just too, too many.
fucking amazing.
i thank all of you, i would love to single out people, but you know who you are since i probably spent the majority of the weekend talking to you. for those whom i didnt meet or talk to more, im sorry, i wish there was more time. i almost wish that we had a week or more and that the camp was maybe a little less stretched out. but i digress.
i did meet a few who inspired me and whom i owe my time to. i was among a few others who were getting sick of the politics of this site and my career on sg had run its course. this weekend was to be my last trip and i was going to ride into the sunset. the ones who showed me compassion and opened their minds and hearts to me and showed me a good time even though you had no idea who i was. you are the people, and those are the values that teach me. i will be staying on a bit longer, if anything just to be able to attend this trip again next year. the organizers were great, fuck... im not calling anyone organizers or attendees or +1s anymore. i am just going to call you friends.
i am writing this so fast that i know im spelling shit wrong, but i need to get the words out before they escape without thought. there are a few friends who i met this weekend. i dont care how far you are, or how much a plane ride may cost i would love to visit you in the near future and have fun and learn from you.
a few friends in particular made me so that my life has been utterly changed... i may sound stupid concidering maybe we passed on a couple hours of conversation, and half of that was while intoxicated but there was a magic in the air and a knowledge that people can make their way, and that this shy boy can do things. i want a better job, go back to school, do volunteer work, lose a lil bit of weight and get in some sort of shape, learn hobbies and crafts, maybe just take the time to breath the air and realize that it isnt all about stress, it isnt all about everyone else, its also about yourself.
there were many funny instances, there were many deep conversations, maybe a little too much booze, maybe too many cigarettes. friendships are formed so quickly, maybe a few of them dont stick, but at least you tried and at least you put yourself out there.
i thank EVERYONE who attended, even if we didnt talk, you came and you made the difference.
so i sit here exhausted and bruised, scraped, and beaten... i stand here changed. i feel an air of change, i see good things ahead.
one last time thank you, every single one of you. use my blog if you would, to post your favorite experiences of our trip or maybe your least favorite. time to get some more sleep.
-Steve
-"code brown"
-"phi phi beach"
-"the bees dont like alcohol anymore"
-"i got the poo on me"
-no pants
-our own circle
-dirty patomic
-mad dog 20/20
-boones farm
-cider
-gummy worms
-hanshin tigers
-puke in tent
-low rafters
-cigarette beer
-big hill
-big farts
-fuck i gotta stop this, just too, too many.
just rolled in from ecct. it was freakin awesome, thank you to everyone who made it that way. i will make a full report later, now i just need some food, a shower, and some relaxation. you were all awesome, thanks again.
OCTOBER 2008
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