mortuusnox

i hate ipods. i used to love mine. then, one day, about a year after i start using the thing, i turn it on, but it doesn't turn on. so i think to myself, "i must have forgotten to charge the fucking thing, today's gunna suck." so, i get home and put it on my docking station, turn the docking station on and, nada, black screen. so, i'm thinking, "the fucking battery died". k, not so bad. so i go online and do some research about changing ipod batteries. everything i come across says that it's easy to replace an ipod battery DIY style. it only costs $20 for a replacement battery and it comes with ALL the tools required to change it. i get the kit today. i look at the battery and it's a flat, square thing with a few wires coming off the end, no plug. i think, "maybe it's like those car harnesses where you just push the wires into the plug", so i open my ipod up. no such luck. the fucking thing is soldered on. i don't do that kind of soldering so well. so i'm like, "screw it, it was only $20, i'll get it fixed somewhere. so i start putting the thing back together and it isn't going so well. the little snaps that hold it together aren't lining up and i'm having a difficult time. finally, it's togther, so i think to myself, "i wonder what happens if i plug it into my computer?", so i plug it in. the light comes on, but no, five cracks in the screen now. it's sitting at the bottom of my garbage can right now. admittedly, i am to blame for cracking the screen, but i'm still pissed. when someone advertises "everything included to replace your battery" and there isn't a soldering iron included, they're fucking lying. now i'm tuneless at work. total bummer. eh, at least i'm still breathing right? (we won't even go into the fact that what i'm breathing is probably killing me as fast as smoking a hundred packs of smokes a day here in the great central valley of california)

i'm going to Reno this weekend for the first time. it's my b-day coming up on monday. the wife and i are going for a romantic getaway. i think it'll really help recharge my batteries after this hecktic summer. we kept it a secret until just recently so that all of our friends didn't end up coming. nothing against our friends. don't get me wrong, we love them. it's just so hard to go out and do whatever when you're rolling 20 deep. everyone has an agenda and not everyone agrees on the agenda. so we're doing it the 'romantic' style. no parents, no friends, no dogs. hopefully i come back a winner so i can get a new piece of shit ipod.

my band is hitting a rough patch. i don't know what's going on, but we seem to be bickering a bunch lately. they came over to play at my pad for the first time in 6 months and our lead guitarist was bitching about having to set up the pa, though I set the thing up and saying how he didn't understand why we had to practice at my pad. i've been driving 180 miles round trip for two years for practice and he can't do it once? that started to piss me off a bit. then, after the practice, we were all a bit tipsey, and were having a smoke. the lead guitarist was being a jackass with the j and and ashed all over a puzzle of the Beatles my wife and i had just made. she made a comment about it and he started getting all defensive, so she said he was cut off from smoking. he got pissed then and wanted to leave immeadiately. his girlfriend, our vocalist, was laughing the whole time cuz she knows what a prick he can be and loved seeing Nikki, (my wife) put him in his place, (cuz she never has the balls to do it). regardless, he left all pissy, and i was a bit pissy myself. the drummer and i got another six pack and finished it off. if shit really hits the fan, i'm taking the drummer and saying fuck the both of you bitches from sonora to the other half of the band. k, i'm typing shit i don't mean now, so i'm gunna stop. just venting. thanks for reading to the both of you who read this.
-bleh