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Wednesday Oct 06, 2004

Oct 6, 2004
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mal grande tiempo Vaca de los muerte!!!!

long live the revolution. and stuff....

stay tuned

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ok ok... never mind that bad big time cow bullshit, the revolution is not a aol keyword.

what the f is really goin on.

Fer starters, soon i move again, then again shortly there after. maybe at the end of it all, i'll have a room of my own, with a door. This is good. at this very moment, i can't say i can claim that sort of luxury. before all that happens, i really only have one or two actual complaints, not to be voiced outloud for the sake of convenience. oh, and the mice keep me awake, because i wake at the slightest sound, like a ninja, but less skilled and more paranoid.

Fer not starters, but still near the top, i am getting older soon. pending aforementioned address issues, i might actually get a present or two. how nice. i guess. as for what to do for my day, i was thinking about locking myself into a hotel room with a view and drinking myself into a stupor alone in the dark, like a good alkie. maybe rent some overpriced ultra cheese softcore, and cry my lonely ass to sleep sometime around dawn. anybody have any suggestions? Realistically, i'm probably too broke even for that to work out well.

An excellent segway, if i do say so myself. My income/expense ratio is officially poopy. as in not good, as in i have work to do on my car, and maybe i can pay for that, all my bills and eat. maybe. shitty part is, my bills are not actually that bad.

Speaking of bills, i'm hella glad i have a gym membership, and even if the lil barbarian in my head was goofing off at a shuffleboard competition today, and not motivating me to smash my weak ass into some shape, i am all together still pleased. bad grammar strikes again. anyhoo, other things will kill me. besides, working out gives me something to do with my time.

on the other side of a satisfied bill paying proletariat shaped coin, i'm not too sure why i was so hot and bothered to get a local cell #. after all i've nobody to call locally, and yes long distance maybe free, but only during prescribed hours of inopportunity. By example, should i wish to call some one on the right coast, in say New York, i would have to wait until it was 11:00 pm their time, thus guaranteeing they would be out having a good time already and in no way waiting around to talk to me... which is fine because i actually don't know anyone in New York anyway. Like here.

So instead of going out by myself, i;ve been reading. a lot. a full on couple of grips worth. actually, way more than a couple of grips, as some of the books i've devoured lately are hard bound and doorstops anyway. In the past three weeks or so...

Eyes of the Dragon, Wolves of the Calla & Song of Susannah, by Lil ole Stevie King
1/2 of the Cryptonomicon (2nd read) By Neal Stephenson
Neverwhere, Gaiman
Prey by Crichton
Lords n Ladies by Terry Pratchett.

Am currently reading the last installment of the ol Dark Tower Scene appropriately titled, The Dark Tower (duh)
Next in line, Stephenson's System of the World
and a couple other SciFi ish stuff i can't remember the names to atm, and i don't really care to go through the Enormous effort of opening a new browser, clicking one link and typing a search criteria. Jeez, just thinking about it makes me tired. Oh wait, i'm already tired.

so that's about what's really goin on, should you care, which you must by now, since you read all this way and it wasn't too funny i don't think. Or you were hoping for a neat ending, like Fight Club but not, and are now sore and hating me for my uneventful plot manipulations. OR.... you are just that stubborn to read all this crap, just to prove a point, that you can not be defeated by the petty like of me and my rambling.

or you're a ninja, plotting my demise, and you need all the info you can get.

stupid cows

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