home computer broken again.

urge to kill returning.

had to delete all my porn.

will hopefully be fixed within 2 or 3 weeks.

grrr..

so i'm finally leaving the hell that is my house. i'm moving this weekend to a wonderful one bedroom apt where no one can annoy me. i'll also have an internet connection again so i can actually come online and see what's going on. it'll be nice. i hope after i move out that the house will burn down with my female roomate inside. she's so nice to me. let me put it this way. a few weeks ago i come home from miami and she says, in so few words, i broke your phone cause i beat it against my desk till i broke. i'll pay you half the cost of a new one. isnt that nice? then she has the balls to ask to use my phone again like its no big deal. death.

tomb raider 2 is a very bad movie. very bad. if it were a child, it would be beaten severly about the ears. there were so many plot holes, it would have been more aptly titled "Tomb Raider: This Movie Is Not Worth $8.00. Nor Is It Worth $1.00. Please Give Your Money To A Movie That Deserves It. Like Maybe Spy Kids 3-D, For Example. I Think Even A Video Of Ozzy Osbourne Urinating Is More Interesting. Anything, I Repeat, Anything Is Better Than This Pile Of Rubbish."

and today's quote of the day is "You can't have babies, Stan! Where's the fetus gonna gestate? You gonna keep it in a box?"

thank you. but please, no dancing on the furniture.

work sucks.

sleep is good.

so is french bread pizza.

i want some colored contacts.

and a flame thrower.

put it together and what have you got?
bippity boppity boo.

you know, you get really strange reactions from people when you go around your office building singing that at a rather loud level. unfortunately, i can't really explain why i was singing that at work. it just popped in there. (note to brokenalice - that says 'popped' and not 'pooped')

other than that my day at work was terrible. i had the overwhelming urge to bomb our sales department with stink bombs and chewed bubblegum. the only reason i didn't do that is cause i didn't want to deplete my stockpile. i mean, you never know when youre gonna REALLY need stink bombs and chewed bubblegum.

alrite, i'm done talking about nothing. i'm starting to feel like an episode of seinfeld.

ahem. well im updating this tho i have absolutely nothing to say. although as many lj people found out, that was usually a load of crap and i usually ended up rambling on for quite some time. as im doing now. see?

i think one of these days i might actually work on my personal website. i might. its just gonna be uber work and uber work is uber bad. maybe ill get motivated to do it this weekend. everyone, please send words of encouragment.

so i think the show this friday is gonna be rather interesting to say the least. the only person i really know going there is nitrous so everyone has to be really friendly to me. or else, i'll, um, like throw my poop everywhere or something. dammit, dont make me do that. please.

oh, and in most of my new pics my hair is pretty faded. the only one where its the color its supposed to be is pic #3. please reference that picture accordingly.

and this robot is almost as cool as this chicken . but the chicken is stil lway cooler. maybe i'll have to mix it up now and then.

see? rambling. ug.

well its rather late and im exhausted. rather than go to bed, what do i do? sit online! im klever. hee hee.

i just played about 4 hours of dot hack also. thats a weird ass game. and im sure even the video game geeks on this site are gonna mark points off for me since i spent my entire friday night at home and eating domino's pizza. im such a party animal.

im gonna finally redye my hair tomarow. its practically blonde cause its been so long since the last time i dyed it. but tomorrow i will be half/blue and half/brown again.

oh, and at work today i was named Detail Boy, trusty sidekick to Technical Man.

shut up, it was friday. we were neurotic.

chickens are cool.

so i'm at work. but im tired and i have a headache and dont want to work anymore. so what do i do? i go online to websites i probably shouldn't log onto and update a journal i probably shouldn't update. breakin the law, breakin the law!

im also listening to the american mcgee's alice soundtrack for the 9 bazillionth time. or maybe 10 bazillion. i cant really remember. i tend to loose track after the first 6 or 7 bazillion.

i wonder if anyone is even going to read this. furthermore, i wonder if theyre going to care. its not like this is interesting reading material. theres no kung fu action or cool soundtrack. well, i guess i can throw in some special effects at least. ready? man, are those some special effects or what? eh. im going to go now. the costs of small pieces of metal made by 10 year olds in china await my attention.