doomsandwichx

Better then a kick in the ass

Tue, 22 Dec 2009 04:16:26 GMT

I got my computer running, it's 40 gigs and is built to be hooked up to an auto-dialer, I'm sure. Internet soon, still stealing Kurtis's chair while he uses the phone to type things out, but at least now if I get inspiration at home I can just belch it out onto my screen if need be. Hooray.

Fri, 18 Dec 2009 05:51:35 GMT

Broken clocks everywhere lately, like a recurring theme in my life. Some sort of metaphore in a fever dream we're all having at once.

On a happier note...somebody has to fecking post one sometimes.

Wed, 16 Dec 2009 02:00:13 GMT

Government cheese has arrived.
I got a cell phone, it's the first I've owned in a few years and definitely the highest tech... I'll be getting a shiny new cheap arsed XP system soon for writing and emulation, maybe internet in the near future. Until then I might be offline a bit more because I'll be actually able to write in my own environment...I hope. Most of this is going to rent and stuff I owe my mom for saving my ass in previous rent debacles. I'll be a couple months ahead now so that's good. It took a few months of punching my fists into bloody messes but I'm finally making some headway in this enigma we oft begrudgingly call life, cleaned the apartment too.

Tue, 15 Dec 2009 19:19:21 GMT

Today I did an odd job with RaY, we where moving heavy particle board furnishings into the new RaY site from a VERY disorganized semi-trailer. Winnipeg is being pretty cold lately but gods damnit, the back of that fucking trailer, where we spent the most time was so fucking cold. Take Winnipeg cold and then put it in the dark to sit, starve, stagnate and brood, and then present it with warm, tasty flesh.
Last night somebody posted something that I don't know how to respond to. It was so sad, and I related to everything and I'm reasonably sure it had something to do with me but I'm at such a loss for words because it's all getting mixed with other words pertaining to my own feelings which I'll let remain silent for now. Then you posted something even more heartbreaking and...fuck. This is another one of those days I wish that fucking body of water didn't exist so I could give you a hug. I said I'd go to hell and back... don't have the coins to pay the ferryman.

AAAAAAUGHUAGHUAGAAAAAARAUGHAOROGHAAAAAORGH!!!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAARRRRRRGGHHUGHUGHGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Mon, 07 Dec 2009 07:36:57 GMT

You fuckers like METAL???
YOU FUCKERS LIKE AHNAHLD?!?

I AM POSTING ON MAH LAHVE GERN AHL

Sat, 05 Dec 2009 06:30:14 GMT

I started a LJ for my various writings
meat-breakfast.livejournal.com/
mostly horror right now, good sloppy horror, sci fi, fantasy and other sorts of fiction to come.

Wed, 02 Dec 2009 02:52:17 GMT

Watching resident evil extinction. Cool movie but I find Umbrella Corp. to be so fucking over the top it makes the whole fucking movie retarded... like really-really retarded.

Recipe for theGhettochino

Tue, 01 Dec 2009 21:30:38 GMT

great for days that FEEL cloudy,where you just want to curl up to pokemon and blast queen

1 teaspoon full of ice cream, adjust as needed depending of the shittitude of the day, place on bottom of coffee cup.
Pour in coffee, add whatever syrup is around as needed.

Thor wishes to have a word with you.

Sun, 29 Nov 2009 15:59:26 GMT

You know who you are, who I'm posting this for. Strength.

I TRIED TO CUT IT! FUCK IT! FUCK YOUR FRIEND'S PAGE WE LIVE IN THE AGE OF DSL YOU'LL LIVE!

Lyrics

Dreadful thunder
The storm's moving in
And Judgment Day is calling
My soul has been healed
By the power of steel
And the sound of glory

I will send into the ground
All that are found
By the sign of the hammer falling
Yes,heathens will fall
I will strike down them all
Then you will know my calling

Bravery calls my name
In the sound of the wind in the night
My sword will drink blood
And I will fight
Yes I will fight
In the dawn of battle
...Dawn of battle

I will rise up from the chaos
I will rise up from the grave
A brother to the Darkness
A master to the slaves

I am the soul descendent
Of the fire and the rage
I was wrought upon the earth
Born to rule and battle wage

By the total domination
Of the world in my command
By the air and the water
By the fire and the land

I give no explanation
I was branded by the will
Bringer of death and destruction
To all that I now kill

Bravery calls my name
In the sound of the wind in the night
My sword will drink blood
And I will fight
Yes I will fight
In the dawn of battle
...Dawn of battle

I long to be free
So I wait for a sign
I wait for a star to fall from the sky...

From the dust of sleep
A promise to keep
Then all who see shall believe

Deliver into my hand
The sword of the land

Let my journey begin
So all shall understand

That if I fall
I will live again!

I will rise up from the chaos
I will rise up from the grave
A brother to the Darkness
A master to the slaves

I give no explanation
I was branded by the will
To bring death and destruction
To all that I will kill

Bravery calls my name
In the sound of the wind in the night
My sword will drink blood
And I will fight
Yes I will fight
In the dawn of battle

Bravery calls my name
In the sound of the wind in the night
My sword will drink blood
And I will fight
Yes I will fight
In the dawn of battle...

Thu, 19 Nov 2009 19:06:38 GMT

I walked down to the place I uced to live at on Furby two years ago today and knocked on the door. Miguel doesn't live there any more, the fact that I'm a free man and am typing this and not in jail for some horrible act of mutilation is proof of this.
Been feeling really wierd lately, I'm honestly kinda scared.

being nurotic again.

Wed, 18 Nov 2009 04:14:42 GMT

I don't know how to take a compliment from a pretty lady, this isn't good. I would work on it if knew how...

Thu, 12 Nov 2009 20:02:44 GMT

I say we pass a law that grants sub-human status to sociopaths.

Free internet, free conditioner, free time,

Tue, 10 Nov 2009 19:14:42 GMT

Kinda bitching in this one. Be warned.
I'm not sure what to type, but I'm using the good computer at RaY so I feel obliged to put something of worth in the fucking box.
I'm switching conditioners, mainly because my Dove bottle is almost out, now I've got some Hannah Montanah endorsed shit. I have another day off, it's pissing me off, I have too much free time and not enough money, waiting on that government cheque is getting old.
I've been sleeping way too much, still feel drained, it's kinda a huge pain in the ass and has been happening more frequiently. But I am out of coffee and tea and have absolutely no stimulants in the house to counter act the burnout from smoking weed. If this keeps up after buying some coffee then I'll worry.
I'm going to go and do something now, I don't know what, but I'm getting that emotion that comes before anxiety so I'm going for a damn walk.

I finally got around to it. Joel you where right.

Wed, 04 Nov 2009 19:54:12 GMT

Played Guilt Gear for the first time, it was x2 reloaded or something. I haven't had a thumb blister in a while. My friends pointed faust, a guy with a bag on his head and said I might like him, I avoided playing as him until I knew what I was doing and then I killed the living christ out of everyone.

An open letter to the asshole that took my fucking heart with them in their carry on luggage.

Thu, 29 Oct 2009 20:21:51 GMT

Writer's Block: Yes, offense taken AT THIS GAY QUESTION

Sun, 25 Oct 2009 22:10:20 GMT

If a friend or relative makes a racist or homophobic remark, do you tend to confront them or let it slide? Are you more likely to confront them if it offends you directly or someone else who seems reluctant to speak up?

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The whole OMG GAY IS NOT A SYNONYM FOR STUPID DDDD: politically correct bullshit is honestly one of the most retarded non=issues in our culture. If you disagree with me go to your local library and pick up a book about etymology. Because guess what my butthurt(literally and figuratively) friends...GAY USED TO MEAN HAPPY AND FAGGOT USED TO BE A BUNDLE OF STICKS USED FOR KINDLING. The gay community isn't allowed to complain about it until they get around to actually acknowledging the fact that the B part of GLBT seems to stand for "breeder" as a slur in the eyes of many elitist hypocrites within the queer community.
As for retard, it was actually the highest substandard intelligence score you could get in the original IQ test, just above moron I believe. It basically meant you where too dumb to spell potato but could still do damn good in an assembly line.
I'm not too sure about the word nigger but let us consider that 'negroid' is an accepted scientific word for people of African descent and there's a country FILLED WITH BLACK PEOPLE that calls itself Nigeria.
Goof, amongst the ghettoized urban population of Winnipeg can get you killed. It now means pedophile over here.
25 years from now who knows what's going to upset the next self righteous asshat and frankly, who the fuck cares. My mom once uttered a phrase to me when I was a lad of 12 that I will take with me through this life and into the next as a personal motto.
"Fuck'em if they can't take a joke."
A word is a word and means only what you think it means, if I came up to you and called you a 'rabbit sniffer' with every intent of malice in my mind, you would look at me like a crazy person.

Thu, 15 Oct 2009 16:07:21 GMT

Somebody I went to school with died the other day. He was always a bit of an outcast in grade school and high school, much like myself I guess, though we never hung out. I'll admit at times it was me being mean to him with the other kids, that was gradeschool though and I suppose it was my way of dealing my own insecurity, being a little shit. In high school he suffered the pains of adolescence a little worse then the rest of us did, being not only already unpopular and of much larger stature then most of the other kids turns out he was gay too. He came out after high school, and it seems he finally found somewhere where he could be a freak with everybody else and not get picked on. The circumstances in which he died are all over the news, there was a fire in a bath-house, he was the only of the two victems named so far, mainly because he had so many facebook friends the news spread like wildfire. I woke up two days later listening to CJOB and addler was talking about Steven, and bath-houses and everyone was calling in to get thier two cents. His aunt, a woman who was a substitute TA for me in grade school called in and said that facebook should be stopped, I'm inclined to agree.
It's been pretty surreal overall.

Wed, 14 Oct 2009 20:20:30 GMT

Today is a slug. Slow and bloblike, kinda gross and creeping along the bottom of a rotten out tree carcass in a single minded determination, leaving a wake of goop in it's path.
I'm working on a 'head-draft' for chapter three of The Flan, the blob story I've been posting. Still too lazy to edit, I need to get around to that... damn.

Weather

Tue, 13 Oct 2009 19:15:31 GMT

The weather yesterday was fucking crazy, Jamie if your reading this I take back my birthday wish for you for un-winnipeg like weather. You would appreciate the tiny snowballs that pelted everything and bounced like popcorn off the ground. It reminded me of the ice cream balls they had at the carnival, but if they where vanilla as opposed to rainbow flavored.
The clouds today are dark, tall and compact and the sun is bright as hell, the streets are shining like white gold, it's spectacular. I'm going to a patio and getting a beer before work today, this is a day that needs to be appreciated and sucked in.
Anyone who doesn't like winnipeg has never been here during it's brief but fantastic autumn.

Fri, 09 Oct 2009 21:24:58 GMT

First snow of the year was yesterday, it was just teaser snow that peeked in and out of the clouds to say hello every half hour or so. Today was the real first snow, it's huge and puffy and blows about in a way that seems to write poetry in the air like a comet's tail behind the flake.. I was outside handing out calenders for Art City for an odd job when it decided to get really blustery.
Big fluffy white dots dance to inaudible music outside, sure it's cold but it's pretty outside. I just got a new pair of gloves, snowballs shall be made.

Tue, 06 Oct 2009 00:34:16 GMT

Agh, today I feel terrible and drained, my muscles feel like soup and my soul feels like shit, not sure why. Dave had a party thing on Saturday, I got way drunker then I had planned and I feel like a dick about it, although everyone assures me I'm fine and nobody cares. I haven't gotten wasted in a while and I guess I overestimated my ability to drink. I've blown any chance I had with the chick I like, came on too strong because I panicked.
Yesterday sucked too, I woke up and felt like ass, then to relieve some stress I went out to Osborne Village with a cardboard sign saying KISS MY ASS to Sunday afternoon traffic, that was fun. I made four bucks Then I went to work which made me feel boarderline suicidal.
I'll be okay I guess, I'm just really, really bummed lately. I'm feeling very clingy, but there's nobody to cling to to tell me everything's going to be okay. There's alot of shit on my mind I guess, I wish I would get hired for a second friggen job already, I think I just need something to take my mind off and a little extra spending money.

Damnit Joel, you made me do this.

Sun, 13 Sep 2009 06:32:31 GMT

Sat, 11 Jul 2009 23:24:51 GMT

fuck, as if Tomb Raider hasn't been run into the ground enough it's now owned by the geniuses over at Square-Enix.
Hooray, Lara Croft's last game is going to be a fucking Kingdom Heart's sequel, that's just great.

Sat, 04 Jul 2009 18:40:38 GMT

I should start writing here more, I need to combat my writer's block, maybe I'll take advantage of those writer's block thingies LJ has featured on it's front page.
I just finished Dune, and I'm starting up on the second in the series. This is probably the best book I've read in a really long time, if any of you reading this get the chance, you should pick it up, even if you don't typically like sci-fi. Great action scenes and political intrigue, fuck, I can't do the book justice by describing it, just read it.

ALL YOU MOTHER FUCKERS ARE GOING TO PAY! YOU ARE THE ONES WHO ARE BALL LICKERS!

Mon, 29 Jun 2009 08:43:51 GMT

Okay in a slightly better mood now, no more thoughts of setting western civilization ablaze. so let`s get something actually useful written in here, got a new job as a projectionist at the globe. It's pretty darn decent I must say, the movie projectors are massive intimidating mazes of spools and sprockets and such but I seem to be getting the hang of things thanks to the tutelage of a grumpy old machine elf who resides up in the booth.
Also I rip tickets, keep the place pretty and occasionally help out in concession, most of the people are pretty cool most of the time, I'm like one of only two male employees so I have to put up with a bit of typical female passive aggressive plotting/dominance bullshit. Egh, estrogen is a horrid substance in large amounts.
I still want a fucking grilled cheese sandwich... no cheese in the house. Must kill brighton later to solve this problem... not sure how that works, kinda tired.
Been getting weird random bouts of insomnia related to anxiety lately, man it's annoying.