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April 09, 2005

Life in the city

I saw Sin City last night. Oh my god. It was incredible. Go see it. Now.

Think if this has ever happened to you. You're busy as fuck, you have a bajillion things to do, and not much to look forward to in the near future. All of a sudden a wonderful opportunity presents itself and just as you are about to jump at the chance, either a) you realize you have a far more important but far less fun things to do instead, or b) you have something else of equal or greater attractiveness that happens to coincide. This has happened to at least 10 times in major ways throughout the last couple of weeks, but this last episode was the kicker.

So my girlfriend gets back after being gone for quite some time on this coming thursday. Naturally I've been looking forward to seeing her the next day, an as could be expected, it was planned in our respective books long ago. Now, a good friend of mine, generous as he is, as offered me FREE TICKETS to see Joe Satriani live at the showbox. So what day is the show?! THE SAME FUCKING DAY! God dammit anyway.

That said, panda's are cool. Except when they are psycho killer laser ninja pandas. In that case run for your life.

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April 03, 2005

Wheeee! I'm flying!

So Missing Link is now shooting a music video. Not seriously of course. We are way too modest to take ourselves seriously. But christ, I've known these guys for a whole three weeks and I'm already being made fun of. Apparently I am too tall. Michael, Ben, and Conner took a full month and a day to start tearing me to pieces.

No see the problem with the apocalyptic phenom known as a "blog" is that, as hard as I try, nobody will be able to tell that I am humored by the above stuff, as opposed to deeply hurt, which is how it comes off. They should invent an inflection-o-meter so that people reading the thing will know how to take things. That would be cool. Schmitz, get crackin! I want to see an animated face and artificial voice system coded by the end of the day.

Fuck. I am really dumb.

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March 24, 2005

Aha!

Bingo bitches. The first lesson is up. I don't know how I was able to write so god damn much for a beginner lesson on the pentatonic scale, but hey. There it is.

In other news, Conner...grow some fucking hair. Also come back. I miss wu. Pweeeze?! ok thx bye

Also Joe Satriani's "Satch Boogie" is kinda hard. I guess you could so Joe is an alright guitar player. CHRIST HE IS FUCKING GOOD!

Oh and Michael moved in today. What a little bitch. I hate his guts. I wish he would curl up and di--oh hey Mike! How's it goin? Didn't see you over my shoulder there...

Michael you know I'm kidding. I love you man. If I had a womb I'd totally have your babies.

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March 16, 2005

It's official...sort of

It seems I've joined the local band Missing Link. They are fucking good. Let's see if I can keep up.

I think I'm going to try to get a substantial portion of my website up during spring break. I was thinking of sticking some tabs and the like, tutorials, god knows what up there. We'll see. Damn that was both informative and interesting!

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March 10, 2005

The look of love

God knows what happened here:

Wait. Shit! That's my bed!

Fuck this stupid paper, I'm doin laundry before sleepin in that mess of fabric again.

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March 08, 2005

God it feels good to be a gansta

Perhaps not a ganster per se, but it's amazing how much finishing up with one chunk of the inumerable chunks of work you need to do can make you feel better. Moreover, I finally found a use for my 2 hour block honors course: doing other shit! I don't know why I didn't think of it before, but it makes so much damn sense.

It was especially rad (oh snapppp! 90s lingo...another reason I'm going to get capped) given that my lecturing co-professor, in a class of a mere fourteen and in a tiny room, thought I was taking particularly prolific notes. As luck would have it, I was actually drudging through my final CS assignment. I'm sittin right next to the guy, and glasses or no glasses, you'd think he'd know better. Yes. Notes. Notes with perfect formatting, curly braces, anal-retentive use of indentation to differentiate various scopes, and a buttload of non-sensical (in the context of the class) variable names and "shit = other shit;" statements. Besides, what kind of retard puts a semi-colon at the end of each line of their class notes?

Anyway, twas a good day. Since you don't care about that, I'll direct your attention to a much more interesting headline: "Some guy is a fuckin idiot!". This is proof that natural selection is a load of crap. Jesus! I'm kidding, no? Seriously though, all three of those guys should be dead, and yet somehow...Enjoy!

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March 06, 2005

It's just one of those days...

Limp Bizkit can back me up here. Some days just suck. Sometimes you just don't feel great, but then there are those hideous days where you are consumed by something. That something festers away inside and you are left totally paralyzed, in a state at which listening to noisy ultra-angst music and staring at the work you were supposed to do yesterday makes you feel better. I guess it's just one of those days. However, rather than mope and whine like the liveJournal community as a whole, I will simply accept the fact that, occasionally in my otherwise wonderful life, shit happens, and move on to something productive.

In this particular instance I went for a bike ride. I rode from campus up to my former high school's shellhouse at the top of Lake Washington and back, about twenty miles, without stopping and at a wicked pace. Best pick-me-up ever. Damn. Pfizer is so going out of business.

In other news, elephants have lots of trunk space. I'm thinkin 'bout swappin me out mah Jetta fer one o 'em thangs.

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March 04, 2005

We get smarter every day

I knew there was a reason I went to college. And here it is:

[this conversation occured while listening to DJ Assaults "Ass 'n' Titties"]

please hurt me: 1-2-3-4-1-2-3-4-1-2-3-4-1-2-3-4-1-2-3-4-1-2-3-4-1-2-3-4
please hurt me: ASS
please hurt me: TOTIES
please hurt me: ASS AND STST
OhboyoterO: Asntitties
OhboyoterO: ass n titties
OhboyoterO: big booty bitches
please hurt me: asssntities
please hurt me: asss
OhboyoterO: asssntitties
please hurt me: sss
OhboyoterO: asssntitties
please hurt me: ass ass titites
OhboyoterO: ass ass ass ass
please hurt me: aass ass ass ass assa ssa
please hurt me: we are cool

And there you have it. Higher education in action.

P.S. It would also be interesting to note that both of us, being room-mates, were sitting at adjacent computers within a foot of each other at the time, all the while not saying a word aloud.

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Das Page Ist Upenheisner!

General non-programmed page is up. It has a cool part, but the rest looks like ass. Sorry. Not my fault I suck at web design after leaving it behind for three years.

In other news, who is the ugly bitch that posed for that logo shot?

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March 03, 2005