i decided today that i should catch up on some correspondences, so i just wrote some letters... but, i figure you guys might find them interesting, so i'm just gonna copy and paste them into here:
letter no. 1
dear two-point perspective,
im sorry for the severe ass-kicking i gave you tonight, but you shouldve known better than to challenge me. im sure you will be happy in your new role...
as my bitch.
your new master,
jordan
letter no. 2
dear new sign-shop location floorplan,
i know weve had a rough go of these things, but i wish to extend my hand...
to help you back up, after the smack down i gave you earlier this afternoon, when, instead of continuing to try and fit 7,000 square feet of workstations into the 6,000 square feet available on the bottom floor, i spit on you and then devised a pulley-system that would unite cut and print production on two separate floors by utilizing a 5 x 5 square cut into the ceiling/floor to pass along works-in-progress without causing unnecessary foot-traffic.
you were a formidable adversary, not like two-point perspective.
with respect to a worthy foe,
jordan
***
yeah, i'm retarded, what of it?
so i woke up in my girls bed, hauled-ass to work for a 7:30am meeting (which i will now have to attend twice weekly, as i am working between two departments) i worked for eight hours straight without breaking a sweat, solved two major problems, had a meeting with my boss, came home, got an estimate on a print job i need to have done, got paper shipped to the pritner, made tea, made dinner, and started drawing for a few hours.
i even worked out a little.
i listened to the AWESOME mix cd my girl made me for valentines day, highlights include this three song block:
CANNIBAL CORPSE : i cum blood
THE DISTILLERS : sing sing death house
EARTH, WIND & FIRE : lets groove tonight
now, in all honesty, CANNIBAL CORPSE couldn't suck any harder if they hired a crew of japanese technicians to maximize their suckitude, but i like the novelty of having this song on the disc and the obvious joy she took in including (and placing it).
its like "hey, i'm all metal" and then the first notes of THE DISTILLERS tune kicks in and brody totally wipes the floor with the entire band of CANNIBAL CORPSE. thats why punk is better than metal in my book and also why punks are better than metalheads (stereotypically, not on a case-by-case basis). i always think of SLIPKNOT thinking they are rough & tough and then imagining them going up against THE EXPLOITED or something like that...
but i digress, i apparently LOVE the shit out of EARTH, WIND & FIRE, that shit puts me in such a great mood.
right now i'm listening to a random mix of:
PRICK
POP WILL EAT ITSELF
SKINNY PUPPY
and
MY LIFE WITH THE THRILL KILL KULT
***
there is sooo much awesome music in the world.
letter no. 1
dear two-point perspective,
im sorry for the severe ass-kicking i gave you tonight, but you shouldve known better than to challenge me. im sure you will be happy in your new role...
as my bitch.
your new master,
jordan
letter no. 2
dear new sign-shop location floorplan,
i know weve had a rough go of these things, but i wish to extend my hand...
to help you back up, after the smack down i gave you earlier this afternoon, when, instead of continuing to try and fit 7,000 square feet of workstations into the 6,000 square feet available on the bottom floor, i spit on you and then devised a pulley-system that would unite cut and print production on two separate floors by utilizing a 5 x 5 square cut into the ceiling/floor to pass along works-in-progress without causing unnecessary foot-traffic.
you were a formidable adversary, not like two-point perspective.
with respect to a worthy foe,
jordan
***
yeah, i'm retarded, what of it?
so i woke up in my girls bed, hauled-ass to work for a 7:30am meeting (which i will now have to attend twice weekly, as i am working between two departments) i worked for eight hours straight without breaking a sweat, solved two major problems, had a meeting with my boss, came home, got an estimate on a print job i need to have done, got paper shipped to the pritner, made tea, made dinner, and started drawing for a few hours.
i even worked out a little.
i listened to the AWESOME mix cd my girl made me for valentines day, highlights include this three song block:
CANNIBAL CORPSE : i cum blood
THE DISTILLERS : sing sing death house
EARTH, WIND & FIRE : lets groove tonight
now, in all honesty, CANNIBAL CORPSE couldn't suck any harder if they hired a crew of japanese technicians to maximize their suckitude, but i like the novelty of having this song on the disc and the obvious joy she took in including (and placing it).
its like "hey, i'm all metal" and then the first notes of THE DISTILLERS tune kicks in and brody totally wipes the floor with the entire band of CANNIBAL CORPSE. thats why punk is better than metal in my book and also why punks are better than metalheads (stereotypically, not on a case-by-case basis). i always think of SLIPKNOT thinking they are rough & tough and then imagining them going up against THE EXPLOITED or something like that...
but i digress, i apparently LOVE the shit out of EARTH, WIND & FIRE, that shit puts me in such a great mood.
right now i'm listening to a random mix of:
PRICK
POP WILL EAT ITSELF
SKINNY PUPPY
and
MY LIFE WITH THE THRILL KILL KULT
***
there is sooo much awesome music in the world.
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I guess I just figure that everyone from Pittsburgh is harder than me. And I know that *I* could take Audioslave.