Well that sucks

I read somewhere that Alan Wilder has put the "music" part of his life away, and considers it his past. I really wanted to hear new music from him. Oh well.

May 31, 2005 | 2:45 PM | Link | 2 comments

Shunt

What's up with Recoil? I want new music. It's been such a long time without news or updates.

That's all.

May 27, 2005 | 10:44 AM | Link | 0 comments

Hard to concentrate

I have a terrible memory, much of the time. I can't remember dates, names, places. When I went somewhere or who was with me when I went.

It's recently come to my attention that the reason I may have such a bad memory is that I have a difficult time concentrating. At any given moment, my mind is firing away in several directions. I've thought about my options to deal with this, but most of those options seem to come in the form of pills, and I just don't want that. Besides, I've nowhere near the severity of condition to require medication. If I were, I doubt I'd be where I am today: in an office, sorting through processes as I try a day without coffee.

Once in a while, however, something comes along that grabs my attention with such gravity that I'm suddenly capable of remembering such delicate details as arbitrary dates and unusual names. My attention stays in one place, and my memory banks take notice.

I think I like remembering things, and I'm not looking to move my attention soon.

It's funny to me that I'm thinking about this while I'm doped up on Theraflu. Real doped up.

May 25, 2005 | 2:08 PM | Link | 0 comments

Recap

I'm half here right now. Just woke up from another nap trying to beat this sore throat.

I'd had a great weekend. Logan came into town, and we wore three different matching outfits. One on Thursday, another on Saturday, and the best on Sunday. We went up to Long Beach for their homosexual pride festival. Logan and I wore large, sparkling black vaginas and matching hats.

I got to meet Charley, which was great. We hung out with him and his friends, jumping around to various bars in the Long Beach gaytto. I tried to kill the mood at one bar by picking eighteen sappy crappy slow songs on the jukebox. I have no idea if it worked. I was filled with too much Jäger to notice.

Where s my mind? It's not as if I'm all medicated. I've just been filling myself with vitamins.

That's all I guess. I think I'll go back to bed.

P.S. Post-script notes make perfect sense in email and blog entries now, don't they?

P.P.S. I think Jäger is going to be my new standard for a little while, rather than a night-cap.

P.P.P.S. Mucous. That's all... just mucous.

May 24, 2005 | 11:51 AM | Link | 0 comments

Usefull and efficient services

I doubt we'd need any other than this. Don't you agree?

May 18, 2005 | 4:05 PM | Link | 0 comments

Closing

Where to begin?

There are several different exciting things going on right now, and I can't exactly talk about any of them. Now, this next paragraph is code that I hope will remind me down the road of what exactly it is I'm writing about in this post, so feel free to skip if you don't want to think I'm more retarded than I was before, which I am.

Stale perfume lingers throughout the quarantined space. A memory oozes to life in sparkly pink, black, and white. Tall, dark, and handsome doesn't have to be dark—or even Mexican... Purple monkey dishwasher.

God, my code sounds like some crappy existential fortune cookie. Why does that sound familiar? Is there a movie or book with that name? Hmm... it didn't come up in a google search. So, I guess it's my property now: Existential Fortune Cookie™.

May 17, 2005 | 9:22 PM | Link | 1 comments

Crash and burn

After all the excitement today, I am ready to crash. Not getting to sleep until late and then waking up anticipating a pleasant announcement and then going for a celebratory lunch complete with margarita after receiving the pleasant announcement has left me in a state that can't be fixed by the world's most caffeinated coffee served up in a pipe with crack I'm even too tired to use punctuation

But that must come to an end. I'm not a barbarian, after all.

I am going to crash so hard when I get home. Have I ever told you how much I love my Tempur-Pedic mattress? It took a couple weeks to get used to it. In fact, for the first couple of weeks I absolutely hated it. But after my muscles adjusted and learned to relax, I just couldn't do without it.

I wish I was on it right now! Oh, and that $100 pillow? I use it between my knees. My head prefers the bouncy $10 pillow from Linens-N-Things. I feel so fancy.

May 17, 2005 | 3:29 PM | Link | 0 comments

Jesse thought she was excited when she got hooked on caffiene, but shit!

I am so excited, that I can't sleep. My mind is racing with a spark of creativity, thanks to one of my favorite people on this world. Ooh! I can't find an adjective good enough.

I really do need to sleep, because today is going to be a happy, happy day. Also, I need to fucking get some work done. Fo' sho'. Shiiit.

May 17, 2005 | 1:07 AM | Link | 0 comments

His fingers weren't magic, just slightly mad

What is it about playing piano that drives people insane? This is the third such story I know of.

It's my favorite instrument, by the way.

May 16, 2005 | 10:20 AM | Link | 4 comments

Short again

I couldn't take it anymore. I cut my hair off again. I was trying to let it grow, and it had gotten back to my old style, but I just couldn't stand having all that hair there. At least not in this warm weather we're having.

I had duck confit tonight at the Kensington Grill. Tasty dish. If finished with a nice pot de creme. Now I'm going to read a bit more from The Salmon of Doubt and hit the hay. Good night.

May 15, 2005 | 12:20 AM | Link | 0 comments

Baby-blue collar workers

Postal office workers may not perform manual labor, but they're certain not white collar. Not with their attitude!

Ooh, even after all these years, I still hate Stevie Nicks.

May 13, 2005 | 2:49 PM | Link | 4 comments

gmail

I'm so glad I finally started using my gmail address. It kicks dick over all the other online email services. If you're on a Mac and you use gmail, I highly recommend this little app. It makes gmail feel like a real true honest-to-goodness email program.

I've got a lot of invites, so if anyone still doesn't have a gmail account and wants one, send me an email (to the address in the link up and to the right.. it's not gmail, but whatever).

May 13, 2005 | 11:24 AM | Link | 0 comments

Shiny happy people

People are a lot more smiley in the office these days. Just waiting for official word on what we all already know has happened.

Well, I have nothing interesting to say, so I'm going to stop typing riiiight... now

May 13, 2005 | 10:51 AM | Link | 0 comments

A perfect day.. and then some

So today we got our plane tickets for Buenos Aires. This trip is going to be so dirt cheap! I ♥ Poor Countries.

Looks like Satan's Cheerleader is almost nearly officially out of our hair. We're ready to break out the champagne and dance in the streets!

This is not surprising. And that's disturbing.

May 11, 2005 | 5:24 PM | Link | 0 comments

George Lucas is a douche

George Lucas is a douche. Just one big, leaking Summer's Eve.

I was perusing through the IMDB, looking to see what he's really created other than the crappy Star Wars films. Not much worth noting, I should note. Sure, he came up with the story for the Indiana Jones movies, and those are badass. But he didn't really write them.

I'm assuming he emerged from his room where he'd spent the day masturbating with his Ewok dolls and breathlessly told his friends about an idea he got for a SWEET movie.

"So, guys! Hey. Guys! Listen! So. There's this guy named Ind... Guys! Listen! There's this guy named Indian Jones and he has a whip and his.. Guys!! His dad is James Bond!!! Dude! Dude! That would be SWEET!"

Ahem. Know what I mean?

May 10, 2005 | 3:29 PM | Link | 0 comments

Abandon all hope, ye who ent... Wait a minute!

Just when you think there's no hope in humanity, some random guy comes along and reminds you you're not alone.

Oh, and this one fails to move my faith in humanity either way. It's just funny.

May 6, 2005 | 9:38 AM | Link | 1 comments

Replublicanometer

May 4, 2005 | 4:57 PM | Link | 2 comments

Reach out and touch someone

I just got a letter of thanks from the CEO of the company I work for. It was in regards to my work with a recent large project. We've got over 20,000 employees worldwide, so it feels pretty cool to get a personal letter of thanks like this. It made me smile :)

May 4, 2005 | 1:59 PM | Link | 0 comments

Binge and snap

Now that I've actually gotten myself to go to the gym—twice, I might add—all I want to do is eat Tim Tams, burritos, Maruchan® Instant Lunch, and fast food. I just want to eat, eat, eat.

Um, here.

Where was I? Oh, yes! Gluttony. I always say it's one of my seven favorite sins, though I hadn't been committing it lately. I really should just get back into gymnastics, as I've been putting it off due to frivolous spending habits. Then I would really feel free to gorge.

Mmmmm... gorge. It's such a gross sounding word, no?

Addendum: Now I'm eating an absurdly large piece of carrot cake which amongst its layers of cream cheese frosting is, I swear to you, a layer of burnt sugar!

May 4, 2005 | 10:53 AM | Link | 0 comments

It's about time

Finally, the iTunes Music Store has a proper, snazzily designed, page for nin. I'd expected they were waiting for the new release.

The new album is really very good, IMHO. I recommend you buy three copies (Trent Reznor is poor these days. He spent all the rest of his money on 30" Apple Cinema Displays for his studio).

May 3, 2005 | 7:27 AM | Link | 0 comments

Sloth

I just finished watching Requiem for a Dream. It's such an amazing movie. Difficult to watch, but amazing.

I bought a new iPod photo the other day. I'm in love with it, but I should really clean the naked pictures out of it before the people at work start shuffling through my collection, shouldn't I? No? Whatever you say.

I've seen The Hitchhiker's Guide three times already. I'll probably go see it again soon. I really like it :) and now I don't even care if it does well.

Oh, this post was titled Sloth because I was thinking about what a lazy motherfucker I am and how I'm too content letting my life fly by. All the standard stuff for me, you know?

May 1, 2005 | 11:01 PM | Link | 4 comments