Tuesday Jan 13, 2009

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Tears For Fears - Shout

REX'S 2009 CALENDAR OF CRAP TO DO (barring severe injury or death)
*updated sparingly*
January
23 Dad the Asshole's bday; Underworld: Rise of the Lycans released
February
14 You're A Single Loser Piece Of Shit Day (note: drink heavily)
March
06 Watchmen, bitches!
14 Steak & BJ Day (note: find "date")
April
01 Pretend I'm dead for the entire day.
15 Audition for the ACT (American Conservatory Theatre) or Berkeley Rep.
May
23 Momma Rex's bday
June
25 My Birthday; BoozeFest '09/Orgia Latina
July
01 - 18(?) Leave the US for some foreign land with rich history, great food and beautiful architecture. ...or just go to North Dakota or somewhere else super cheap.
25 Get married to a Mexican for a week.
August
21 Go to the beach for the last time during the season (if bod is sufficiently within the realm of fuckability when semi-nude).
September
16 Finally shoot a set for a Hopeful or Suicide Girl (heh). I know Silencia's eagerly awaiting the opportunity!!!
October
31 Finally dress up after a 8 year absence in the costuming game.
November
26 Thanksgiving ...in the Caribbean?
December
01 Kiss some random woman with mistletoe in my hand and pray that I don't get slapped/kneed in the groin.
25 Celebrate Jesus' bday; my half-bday.
31a Go outside for the 1st time ever during this night... and pray I don't get shot/stabbed.
31b Get married to a Puerto Rican.

EVENTS TENTATIVELY UNSCHEDULED IN 2009
Visit Detroit, Miami/West Palm Beach, NYC, Seattle, San Diego
Lose approx. 40 pounds of fat and replace it with 35 pounds of muscle (6-8 month process)
Leave the country more than twice for locations currently undecided.
Complete at least four different courses for certification/licensing to be accredited in various skills and trades
Learn at least 20 songs on the piano/guitar
Meet at least 20 internet weirdos in person
Get at least 1 internet weirdo preggers.

In other (possibly tmi) news...

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blackeyed I THINK I MAY HAVE BALL CANCER. Or just a real bad case of Blueballs. frown
Sure, I've chucked a couple impressive salvos of white thunder recently, but the past couple of days I've had an aching around that area. Sometimes surrounding the beanbag, sometimes right at ground zero. It's strange, bothersome and pretty damn concerning. man. From the Flu to my Back to my BALLS. Health-wise, the new year blows.


The back is better, folks. smile Thank you for all the concern and sentiments you've thrown my way. It's still pretty tight yet I am a LOT more mobile than I was not even a few days ago. Here's hoping the weirdness I'm experiencing in the spoiler passes and I have no more illnesses and injuries the rest of the year. EL SUICIDO LOCO OH! I'm planning to make more cards soon. In case you forgot what those looked like, click HERE. I know some of you still want your likenesses all fucked up by Yours Truly...

.randomleibkaface.


Now I leave you with my usual smutty valediction...

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I fear for the safety of the next woman... miao!! love ARRR!!!

VIEW 25 of 30 COMMENTS
xtine:
Ha, yes. I just dress up in that and pout. Actually, I meant knitting. She's knitting! Because she is amazing.

I stopped reading comics for a while there. But once I started to finally get comfortable in Orange County, I went back to my old habits. Well, all the boring ones, I suppose. smile
xtine:
This is going to sound real fangirlish, but the only year I went to SDCC was when both Doc and Jackson were there. Yep. I haven't really bothered since. It gets too crowded and I get too nervous. I'm apparently a wuss.

And my brother seriously had Spiderman pjs when he was like, three. Pretty much the dorkiest things ever. smile

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