you know what this site is rapidly making me discover? that there's only one thing more conservative than a 70-year old republican from texas.
and that is a 40-year old ex-punk from anywhere. shit. i've never seen so many people who used to "rage against the system" and whose motto is now "if you don't agree with every syllable i have to say, then you're stupid and ignorant." half the members on this site are now for damn near everything they once stood against. they just hide behind a mask of "no, look, i like naked girls with tattoos. see? i'm alternative."
i've been talking about leaving the site for years now. this might be the year i finally do it. i can deal with a lot of shit. hypocrisy isn't one of those things.
animal farm, you have been made flesh, once again.
and that is a 40-year old ex-punk from anywhere. shit. i've never seen so many people who used to "rage against the system" and whose motto is now "if you don't agree with every syllable i have to say, then you're stupid and ignorant." half the members on this site are now for damn near everything they once stood against. they just hide behind a mask of "no, look, i like naked girls with tattoos. see? i'm alternative."
i've been talking about leaving the site for years now. this might be the year i finally do it. i can deal with a lot of shit. hypocrisy isn't one of those things.
animal farm, you have been made flesh, once again.
so, i started uploading a ton of pics from over the last month or so up into my albums. after getting a little over a dozen loaded into the Halloween 2010 folder, SG let me know that my file sizes were too large. i checked and, yes, they are. however, that means EVERY picture i've taken will be too large and i really don't feel like spending the hours it will need to dither them all down. so, i suggest you just go to
my facebook page
and look at them all over their instead.
while you're at it, also go to
my website for all my short stories
and read some of that, too.
i will leave you all with two pictures that SG decided to take. one cute. one disturbing.
Collini out.
my facebook page
and look at them all over their instead.
while you're at it, also go to
my website for all my short stories
and read some of that, too.
i will leave you all with two pictures that SG decided to take. one cute. one disturbing.
Collini out.
if you don't laugh at this video, i'm pretty sure we can't be friends anymore:
proper blog update coming in a week or so.
proper blog update coming in a week or so.
August.
good:
around the beginning of the month, i finally bought myself a website (www.JETobal.com) in order to give my short stories a proper place on the internet. i started building the site, polishing up some old short stories, etc. this was going to be step one of my personal renaissance in getting my feet back on the ground as both a writer and a professional (waiting tables is gay). oh, and the full title of the site is "A Study in Bourbon: The Stories of J.E. Tobal"
very, very, very, very bad:
two weeks later (on the 15th) i got a call around midnight letting me know that my best friend of 15 years, someone i loved like a brother, died suddenly and unexpectedly. needless to say, my entire week last week was shot. i spent several days bawling like a little girl. this week i'm finally getting my life somewhat back on track. though i expect it will be years before i'm actually completely over what happened.
who fucking knows:
yeah, who's got two thumbs and is still in love with his ex?
sheesh.
the best friend and the ex, together:
good:
around the beginning of the month, i finally bought myself a website (www.JETobal.com) in order to give my short stories a proper place on the internet. i started building the site, polishing up some old short stories, etc. this was going to be step one of my personal renaissance in getting my feet back on the ground as both a writer and a professional (waiting tables is gay). oh, and the full title of the site is "A Study in Bourbon: The Stories of J.E. Tobal"
very, very, very, very bad:
two weeks later (on the 15th) i got a call around midnight letting me know that my best friend of 15 years, someone i loved like a brother, died suddenly and unexpectedly. needless to say, my entire week last week was shot. i spent several days bawling like a little girl. this week i'm finally getting my life somewhat back on track. though i expect it will be years before i'm actually completely over what happened.
who fucking knows:
yeah, who's got two thumbs and is still in love with his ex?
sheesh.
the best friend and the ex, together:
my first, complete short story of 2010 was finished last night. it is a little over 7,000 words (which translates into about 19 pages) and is one of the more bizarre and perverse things i've ever written in my life.
if you've got time to kill and you enjoy a good laugh and a good gag at the same time, then please to enjoy.
i give you Fuck You, Stephanie Meyer: A Cautionary Tale
if you've got time to kill and you enjoy a good laugh and a good gag at the same time, then please to enjoy.
i give you Fuck You, Stephanie Meyer: A Cautionary Tale
i find it ironic that all my friends call me a man whore, yet i'm the only single person i know who seems to actually be able to keep it in his pants for longer than a month.
eh. pictures:
new tattoo:
placenta shampoo:
at the bar with big hoop earrings:
last two weeks of just working, drinking, and being a bump on a log.
real life starts again after my 30th bday.
i'm not ready for adulthood.
eh. pictures:
new tattoo:
placenta shampoo:
at the bar with big hoop earrings:
last two weeks of just working, drinking, and being a bump on a log.
real life starts again after my 30th bday.
i'm not ready for adulthood.
this happened last night. and i swear to god it's the truth.
i went to library bar (where i frequent quite regularly) and saw a cute girl sitting at the corner of the bar. i sat down and looked at her when she waved hello at me and then called me by name. i had no fucking idea who she was. apparently in a previous outing i met her and made a total ass out of myself. she said that even though i was cute, there's no way she was going out with me after that night. of course, since i have no recollection of this night, it technically means that i now have the amazing super power of screwing it up with girls before i meet them.
in other news, i got a job. newest server at Blue Smoke. not my ideal job, but a job nonetheless.
kalini out.
i went to library bar (where i frequent quite regularly) and saw a cute girl sitting at the corner of the bar. i sat down and looked at her when she waved hello at me and then called me by name. i had no fucking idea who she was. apparently in a previous outing i met her and made a total ass out of myself. she said that even though i was cute, there's no way she was going out with me after that night. of course, since i have no recollection of this night, it technically means that i now have the amazing super power of screwing it up with girls before i meet them.
in other news, i got a job. newest server at Blue Smoke. not my ideal job, but a job nonetheless.
kalini out.
