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4/28/2001 02:17:00 AM
Screwdrivers

Orange juice and vodka(X7).

The evolution of my facial hair

I'm not even sure why, but every once in a while I get the motion to grow out my facial hair. Right now I'm on Day 5 of such an experiement, and that's the day when I shave off the neck hair and the cheek hair because it's far too scraggly to pass off as "missed" or "forgotten". When I go a day or two without shaving people think "Eh, he was just lazy." but when I go 3-4 says people think "Man he looks gross.". Day 5-6 is when people start asking "Are you growing a beard or something?" and that's where we are today. It's still not respectable, but it's not as disgusting as says 3 and 4. I'm trying to challenge myself to not shave until I releast eh Reduced Webpage on the world, but odds are I'll have a job interview before then and I'll have to curtail my valiant/misguided attempt at achieving maturity. Facial hair is considered a sign of masculinity. In spite of that, I sometimes grow it out. Go figure.

Welcome back Kevin

It almost sounds mean, but I'm happy in some ways, that Kevin and megan aren't dating anymore. It's drawn Kevin and I closer, and I like that. I guess I probably shouldn't say much more than that. I want Kevin to be happy, and while he may not be as happy now as he thinks he was with Megan, He seems happier to me in the times that we hang out. The fact that I'm writing it here is just a testament to my lack of social skills.

I strive for quality

I'd like to be the best person I can be. I'm no good with communication when it comes to how I feel, for many reasons. For one thing, I have trouble forming opinions because I try to see every side of every argument. I can't tell if that's big of me or just wimpy. it's certainly had ways of helping me and hurting me in my life. Noone likes to hear "Well I see your point, but have you considered this?". Lack of opinion is only good for psychiatrists and diplomats. On that note, I think I'd probably make a good psychiatrist or negotiator. I'm not so hot at talking to people on a personal level, but I can talk people through things, or so I think, because I am distanced from things. Being distanced isn't good though, because I end up being able to laugh at things that people think are horrible due to built-up defense mechanisms. I guess it's just my way of abstracting myself from situations. There's plenty of shitty shitty stuff in this world and I don't have time to cry about it all. I need to fix it though, that's my thing.

Hangover cures

Just like a cure for the hiccups, everyone has a cure for a hangover. My personal one is drinking two glasses of water and taking two aspirin, before you go to sleep. I've never had a problem with this method, but the kicker is that you have to do it before you go to bed, and usually you don;t feel much like taking preventative measures BEFORE you feel bad, only afterwards. Oh yeah, By the Way, I'm drunk.

Who am I?

Talking to people today, I got a number of answers as to what celebrities I look like, but I'd like to hear your input. In high school people said I looked like Dan Cortese (The Burger King "I Love THis Place!" guy), Some say I look like Tom Green some have compared me to Jon Stewart. My question is, what do you think? You came here to read about me anyways, so why not tell me who I look like? Help a brother out, will you?

I dislike figuring out how to spell the words inteligence and answers and friend. Good day to you Governor!

4/27/2001 02:08:00 PM
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I'm only semi-drunk, so this may only be semi-entertaining, but I do what I can. THings are moving along in my life, just the same as they ever do. I've been working a lot on the Reduced webpage but I've grown a little tired of it. It's almost as though I went through with doing all the fun stuff first and now I just have the nit-picky stuff left to do. Maybe I should have just buckled down and done it all right the first time or maybe I should have PLANNED IT OUT, but I did neither and now I pay the consequences. I'll survive, afterall... I'm a survivor. I really wanted to hear that song for some reason the other day, so I surfe the radio channels and found it on and listened to it. It had one of those weird hip-hop breakdowns where the lady talks really fast rhyming on occassion whilst a hi-hat made seemingly random noises in the background. I was unimpressed.

The shape of things to come

I'm going to be heading down to Orlando soon, in May. I know it's probably not the best idea to spend money on a trip when you're unemployed and looking for work, but when else will I have the autonomy to take a week and a half to head down to see the family and Brent and all? The correct answer SHOULD be "Anytime I want!" but seeing as this great nation thrives on people giving up their autonomy for money, the answer is "I don't know". So, ERica and I each ahve enough frequent flyer stuff (WHo knows how we do, but we do...) to go on free round trips anywhere in the US, but we think we'll just use one of them for this trip and save the other to go somewhere else. Sure going to FLorida will be fun, but it's not a Vacation-type vacation. It's a visiting family vacation. Getting a free trip means you need to use it to go spend your money in some exotic locationand I'll be damned if I'm going to waste that opportunity to spend money in FLorida. That place is a piece of shit.

Level 3

The problem with how much I drank tonight is that I drank enough to get tired but not enough to get wacky. Wacky is the way to go. I can get tired for free. But, seeing as I don't feel like chugging a few shots, this is the me you get. It must be tough on the homeless, trying to get enough money to get enough alcohol to make sleeping in an alley seem alright. It's not like you're homeless and you're getting a drink just to pass the time. WHen you beg for cash, it's because you want to be blitzed tonight so the idea of sleeping on a cushion of waste seems acceptable.I'm exhausted from my drinking, but I'd need a lot more booze to entertain the idea of sleeping in filth. So, Give to the homeless, knowing full well he'll spend the money on alcohol. I'm not going to, because some homeless dude ripped me of for $20 when I was in Tallahassee, but you should give. GO ahead, you're rich, right?

OK Bedtime. Later!

4/24/2001 08:57:00 AM
A Drunken Blog! Like a sunbeam from the heavens!
I got drunk and wrote this. I tried to post it Monday night but Jen was online. Later!
P-lo is dead. Long live P-lo!

I've never understood exactly how that quote worked. But, the Tequila we all knew and loved for so long, Pepe Lopez, is dead and gone. Kevin, Allen, and I finished it off before the two of them headed to the "Grandpa" show, or something like that. I feel it is my duty as a cool-unemployed-dude to drink with my friends before they go to spend their money at shows. I Give them the morale boost they need in order to get fairly drunk and not spend money on over-priced drinks at the show. I'm pretty much what you might call their SAVIOUR. Anyhow, after they leave to go see the show, I sit at home, drunk as a punk, and watch star trek and write blogs. It'sthe only way to fly, trust me.

Trust me


I feel that "trust me" has become my "thing" when it comes to bloggin'. I know i say it a lot, after I say something I find comical or somethig that seems uncharacteristic anyways. I'm sure you could prove me wrong, but whatever. I can deal. Anyhow, being drunk and watching TV just makes for me making more comments than usual. I say stuff like "Captain Janeway has a weird face!" and the like. I wouldn't advise it as the national pass-time or anything, but it can be fun, in moderation.

The old argument for drunkiosity

I really think that being drunk makes me more compatible with humanity as a whole. I just feel like I'm far more willing to say things that otherwise I would say "That bit of wisdom is unnecessary" and not say. Maybe I think differently than normal or maybe I just say things that I feel immediately. Whatever the case, it's a learning experience. I just hope I can afford more learning experiences before I go back to work, whenever that may be. Will somebody please start paying me to make crappy "Virtual-Joel" type websites and that way I can start living the life I was meant to? C'mon! I Should write a story called "My history with drinkin'" and it would be really GOOD. WHen I was younger (14-15) I thought that drinking was an evil, like smoking and premarital sex. That's how the world teaches our young to think, and so that's what I learnt. Around 16, I tried drinking on a lark, since my friend Adam was trying it out. He had older brothers, so he knew what was up. We did the "60-minute-club" which entails doing a shot of beer every minute for an hour, and I won. I beat Adam and John Grimaldi, most-likely due to my higher body-weight. I've been a real winner ever since. I didn't drink much in high-school, but once I got my older friend to purchase me a bottle of vodka. I left it in the trunk of my car and my sister (WHo shared the car) found it and pulled it out in front of my other lil' sister. They were all apalled and I told them that it was Brent's (It was technically true, we each paid for half of it). A couple of years later my lil' sister was a senior and holding drinking parties for the football team at our house. I'm not saying I forced drinking on her, there were plenty of LBHS football players in the world to do that, but I probably helped her to think it's ok.

It's all part of my rocknroll fantasy

What the hell is fantasy baseball? Did you know they have "fantasy" magic tournaments too? I bet you Sports-kids thought you were cool, and the only people to have fantasy leagues, but dorks have them too. Actually, Erica and I have been invited to play in the "special" leagues at a number of dork-stores. These are the leagues reserved for the people who play magic and aren't totally hyperactive and shitty. You'd be surprised how many magic plaayers are total dicks. They're like "I wasn't good enough to play football, so I'll just be an asshole now." or else they're like "I'm 12, and I sing eminem while I play!". So anyways, we've been invited into the league which is played by store-personnel and their friends. You'd be surprised how much mre the comic-shoppe types talk to you when you go there with a pretty girl.

Now it's time to say goodbye to all our company...

I rule.

4/23/2001 02:22:00 PM
I'm a new man...

Alright,. after that last "I need direction in my life" weblog I decided to go out and do something about it. I went out and got the Eazy-E Album "It's on 187-um-killah" which is by-far his best album, and could very-well be the best rap-album of all time. Well, it's funny anyway you look at it. Then, I headed to Camillo's and got myself a brand new haircut. It'd been about 5 months and I needed to look like a brand new man. My problem with haircuts is that I never realy know what I want. I don't want it cut too short that I only have one look, but I want to look sharp. Lately I've been going with short sides with a longer top and pointy sideburns. The sideburns are the most important part, because it makes me feel like I'm on Star-Trek, and that makes me feel like an important-new-man. Camillo's is a great place to get a haircut because they lather up your neck with a warm shave-cream and straight-razor it away. This was the first time that one of the asian women there shaved me and it was great. I mean, it feels good when one of the guys there do it, but it's harder to enjoy the sensations when man hands are administering them. Thats the way society made me!

On the horizon

The real reason I got the haircut (and the Eazy-E album) is that I have a couple leads on jobs and I've got an interview with a headhunter tomorrow so I wanted to look presentable. Nothing is more desirable to potential employers than someone knowing all the words to the song "Gimme dat nutt", trust me. In the field of things I'm putting plenty of effort into with no possible chance of making money, I'm working on the reduced webpage and I'm pretty damn proud with the way it looks so far. I'm hoping to get some help from Brent (artistic/design) eventually, but right now it still looks hott. I haven't touched Virtual-Joel in a while... Maybe I ought to give him some new toys.. Good thing I didn't add emotions or anything like that, because he'd hate me. Anything you'd like to seee him have?

Also, "Hi" to Ginna. She told me she reads this on occassion, bringing my "regulars" list up to about 2-3. Maybe I need to add some "membership incentive", or maybe I'lljust send out another mass-email saying I added stuff to virtual-joel. Maybe I'll give him a virtual haircut and a virtual Eazy-E cd... Maybe not!

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