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Don't you hate forgetting? [Apr. 30th, 2004|10:23 am]
[Current Mood |apatheticapathetic]
[Current Music |Les Filles de Sainte-Colombe - Suite in C Major (Scheidt)]

I am a lecherous chick magnet who loves to corner lesbians.

What are you? ( stolen from marikoroo)

Work has been going well. I've been working like a mule getting the stores converted to version 2 with the bill accepter.

Fiesta's The Festival buffet actually has some decent food in it. Alex being the weird mofo he is, has a vocabulary where 50% of it was learned from show's in the 70's or 80's. I ask who "Big Money Greb" is and they sat there and told me about Sanford and Sons, All in the Family and that these shows told people "how it is" or was at the time... Maybe I'll take the time to watch one of these shows sometime.

Caught a piece of southpark... immigrants from the future were taking over south park jobs... so the men protested by having gay sex... in a giant naked sex pile...riiight.
Bob's case is fruity, liquid cooling is neat... but multi colored. Bob's face when he hit button too soon on the Lightning Reaction thing I got nate... yah funny stuff.

Happy Tree Friends blanket, neato must buy.

There are 3 things, 2 of which you can have at one time, you cannot have the three out of three.


You cannot have all three, says Alex D

We'll see.

I should stick those sayings Walter spits out here... I can never remember adages, quotes or jokes...

Though I don't agree with everything these fools say, there is wisdom to be gleaned.

The fuck don't I write down thoughts on the go... this is bs. My brain sucks
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Free at last [Apr. 15th, 2004|08:36 am]

Overwhelming... the stuff to talk about... cripes...

So... I've been working at KFC for the past few months, hated it... hated dumbass Roberto the jackass assistant manager. On my last day as a celebration, I attempted to get the entire KFC staff high on chronic... 50% success. I put "Try our new Sackers" stickers on my crotch. I played chess with Bob while smoking weed in the back of the KFC. Ah strange how the stupidest things are nearly fatally humorous. Like this compressor cooling system from promi-something inc. Can run oc'd p4's at 4.1ghz at -35c ... below freezing... Yah... badass... which of course led to bob talking about how badass his next system is going to be. Something like a 510w or 800w power supply? These sort of things eventually led to the funny image in my head of Stephen Hawking floating on some throne made of alien metal supervising the construction of a small death star attached to the spare plugs in his computer that housed a 500w power supply... calling both me and bob bitches for having inferior hardware in his monotone electronic voice.

Is this journal supposed to be like an event log or some eloquent story telling? Random thoughts thrown like unused soccer balls into a garage...hrm. But KFC is done, now... I work for some crazy guy doing work for those @zone lan centers. Hopefully once the stores are redone and the safestation project is launched, I will sit around and do brainwork for the AIM side of the business.

Ah... so much more to tell now... About work and Walter G, my state of mind, wants, wishes, fantasies, random shit...

But I should probably mosey on in to work... since i'm supposed to be there sometime around come-in-whenever-you-like-tomorrow-Kevin o' clock.
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Hey, hey, mama, said the way you move [Mar. 4th, 2004|01:27 pm]
[Current Mood |crappy]
[Current Music |Led Zeppelin - Black Dog]

Hey, hey, mama, said the way you move
Gonna make you sweat, gonna make you groove.
Oh, oh, child, way you shake that thing
Gonna make you burn, gonna make you sting.
Hey, hey, baby, when you walk that way
Watch your honey drip, can't keep away.

Read slashdot today... fluid lenses...powered exoskeleton legs...led to super pogo sticks ( flybar )

Bored... growing hatred for KFC... pack it into a tiny ball of hate... unleash fury when i start glowing with an unholy aura.

Thoughts are pretty scattered... wanna quit smoking... I really do. I will. I must.

Actually enjoyed listening to music today... been tuning into streams lately... there's something about letting the stream dj decide what to listen for you that's boring, it takes awhile for them to shove something interesting into your ears. I guess it started since Nate sent me Spacehog - In the meantime... swore I didn't recognize it until a bit into the song... damned middle school years nostalgia.

Some songs he threw at me today...
Flash and the Pan - Hey St Peter
Dimmu Borgir - Progenies of the Great Apocalypse.
David Bowie & Queen - Under Pressure
Snow Patrol - Spitting Games

Now.. this Dimmu Borgir song... it's death metal. When I reflect on why I don't like it I realize it's because a) the vocals suck... that is... this growling retard trying to cram the most retarded lyrics proofCollapse )
into a chaotic mash of sounds. To put it simply... if WWF wrestlers were forced to make music... you would get death metal. I do like the part at 3:15 in that song though... Do you concur? I concur.

Accordians have a romantic sound no?

Now Led Zeppelin on the other hand... \m/ <-- Stole that from the stripper chick snakebite i think her name was...

What a boring entry...
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Never trust anyone who uses a fork to eat cereal. [Feb. 19th, 2004|04:05 pm]
[Current Mood |apathetic]
[Current Music |DI.fm Trance channel! - WM9 Streaming by Advection.NET]

Yes... one of the many useful anecdotes from yours truly.

It's a long story...

Wow I felt like typing a whole bunch and now I don't.

Would it be possible to love someone just because they like the same foods as you?
Sure it is, doesn't mean it's not ridiculous though.

I hate cotton candy.

Hrm... Semagic is a nice LJ client. Detects my music with wmp9 now... as the neat little MessageBox will kindly guide you on how to do this. Too bad I listen to streams mostly, doesn't help I lost my partition with gigs of music on it =/ Maybe I'll check out w.bloggar

Gotta start walking to work... look back and remember how shitty this is... kill all those who would make you do this again... even if it means yourself.
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uh...yeah... [Feb. 12th, 2004|11:53 pm]
[Current Mood |Too many moods to choose from]
[Current Music |Fan whirring - My Computer]

Got home from work... holy shit working at KFC sucks. Someday... I will take over the world in some beautifully malicious way fueled by my hatred of working at KFC. You have been warned.

Here are some thoughts... A La Carte. Laying in bed the other night, thought how funny it would be if one thrusted while nearing the end of a great fuck session with "Hadouken! Shoryuken" or however it is you street fighter gaming nerds spell it. Yah... you dorks.

Shortly after watching the badass video my roommate
showed me... I started having mild visual hallucinations... something like that one video for... uh... that one uh... techno song with the old guy singing "all the ducks are singing in the water...la la la la lal" you know.

Oh... this one is out of spite... If you want people to show up for stuff... you have to let them know in advance and... staying in touch often helps.  And don't give me any excuses... mister certain-someone-who-is-to-remain-anonymous-who-isn't-Greg.

I hung up my Ghost in the Shell poster... damn that poster rocks...Hung up the hot latino chica from GTA Vice City.   I'm going to make an honest effort not to target practice with ejaculate on them.

Diet barqs is good, but bad.  Most diet sodas have this horrible... horrible tendency to make one feel like one needs to burp... but the creators were sadistic types and also mixed a belching inhibitor into their vile carbonated potion.

Anyone have any more tests and quizzes that will make me a cool livejournal user?

At work, I watch people... doing some sort of amateur profiling with no basis for any of my assumptions what so ever...That guy is a crackhead, that chick sucks dick for chicken, she seems like a nice mom, hey tha--ok my roommate just walked in and showed me something he was doing while at work...
He said someone told him how when they see sunflowers they always think they're smiling at them ( riiight ) so he made this monstrosity... hilarious... but disturbing.

Yah, sleep well... the sunflowers won't get you...

So, back to putting people in cubbyholes... I saw some old lady with her two kids... the lady was in her mid 40's, slightly wrinkly skin with the deep grooves that comes from wearing makeup over the years...hastily applied mascara... she has the hump that old women get right at their beltline... the kind chicks get after having a kid that they never tend to get rid of... gross.  I tend to associate those with giant beltbuckles...the ones with the longhorns on em... hrm
Anyways I was mildly disgusted as most males would find themselves after observing her physical traits... all were less than savory, save her eyes... they were clear, blue and sparkling...  It's always amazed me that eyes carry so much information in them... the way she looked at her kids when she asked what they wanted... I could see the signs of many years of maternal instinct, she wore no ring on her left ring finger...I suppose I should have guessed if she was a single mom or not before looking doh.
If you want to know how to tell emotions or thoughts from people's body language... you don't need to read books or do lots of research and studying ( actually you should... )
Just watch a lot of Disney movies, those guys have that shit down.  Watch Bambi man... Bambi.

I tire of this, I'll update more as the night grows long and my patience with boredom short.

No sir we don't carry beef here, only chicken.
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So I guess this is what the cool people do... [Feb. 10th, 2004|03:47 am]
[Current Mood |coldcold]
[Current Music |di.fm - Chillout Channel]

There must be a deeper purpose for these damnable things... Why do we fill these out?  Is it an advertisement of your traits( or what you think they are ) ?  Perhaps to provoke comments on how true your friends think the attributes are?  Obviously it kills a little time and fleshes out your--ok my paltry journal.   Also, let me say now that if you taint my journal with retarded comments I will damn you, your significant other, your family and their significant others and you, your significant other's and family's and family's significant other's pets.

These choices suck, people are too dynamic to be boxed into months, categories etc.  By the way, ladies... I'm a Scorpio -wink wink-

1. Put your birth month in an entry.
2. Strike out anything that doesn't apply to you.
3. Bold the four that best apply to you.
4. Put all twelve months under a livejournal cut.

Has a lot of ideas. Difficult to fathom. Thinks forward. Unique and brilliant.  Extraordinary ideas. Sharp thinking. Fine and strong clairvoyance. Can become good doctors. Dynamic in personality( I think this means you're nuts ). Secretive. Inquisitive. Knows how to dig secrets. Always thinking. Less talkative but amiable. Brave and generous. Patient. Stubborn and hard-hearted. If there is a will, there is a way. Determined. Never give up. Hardly becomes angry unless provoked. Loves to be alone. Thinks differently from others. Sharp-minded. Motivates oneself. Does not appreciate praises. High-spirited. Well-built and tough. Deep love and emotions. Romantic. Uncertain in relationships. Homely. Hardworking. High abilities. Trustworthy. Honest and keeps secrets. Not able to control emotions. Unpredictable.

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(no subject) [Feb. 10th, 2004|03:39 am]
Don't feel like updating...

Been sitting around all day. Woke up...went downstairs and slept listening for the lawnmowing people...woke up and slept in my room some more... worked on GIR some... slept some more... foraged... hunted with Sara some... Browsed deviantArt...read other people's journals... and now I'm here feeling obligated to feel out this piece of shit...and putting lots of dots in between words =/

Still haven't caught robbers, stay up late nights for a while more... then back to normal sleep schedule via Melatonin.

Status of life: Not hungry, still poor, still demotivated, don't need to piss / poop, not tired.
Outlook: Crappy.

-twiddles fingers-
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And so it begins [Feb. 3rd, 2004|08:39 pm]
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