June 30, 2002

Oh, and I love you too.
The worst part is the fact that it was an old man.
A 79 year old man.

Fuck.

Just got back from a little fishing/camping/watching baseball trip.
Something I never noticed - all three activities can (and will, when it's me and John Paul Thiel) involve massive amounts of beer.

Oh, yes.

June 28, 2002

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Fuck.
I hit a pedestrian yesterday.

They said he'll be okay though.

I should have looked harder.

So, I think now I'll be looking for a new insurance company.

Fuck.
FUCK. FUCK. FUCK.

June 26, 2002

anyone who has a " semi long " commute knows that VANS or MINVANS are the bane of any driving experience. Not only that - but high-priced mustangs, saturns or " fancy car " - and why you ask? Because it is these vehicles which decide to go twenty miles per hour in a thirty five mile hour zone. These are the vehicles which, in a fifty five mph zone they fluctuate anywhere from thirty five to sixty - for no apparent reason - maybe it is wind-drag and no matter how much they push on the gas the wind just slows them down to thirty five for a couple of minutes. I dont know. All I know is that ( mini ) Van and expensive car drivers can go fuck themselves, and I pass them AT ALL POSSIBLE COSTS - otherwise I lose valuable " relax that I am at work before the bell " time.

If you got a text-messege from me talking about anal-play, icecubes or anything else homo-erotic, please be informed that Joe got ahold of my cell phone and sent out text messeges to a lot of people. that bastard.

*crosses fingers* hopefully I dont work this friday ( my thursday ) - we'll find out today at work.

June 25, 2002


If a kid asks where rain comes from, I think a cute thing to tell him is
"God is crying."
And if he asks why God is crying, another cute thing to tell him is
"Probably because of something you did."


sounds like something Jack would say.
however - unconfirmed, still funny.

also - anyone notice that the blogger date hasnt updated with " the daylight savings bullshit "
I'd buy fireworks.
because I have the money.
but you know what.
I dont know where to buy them.

so in the event someone wants to give me a ride somewhere to get fireworks,
consider them bought.
wowzer:; so I have been trying to think of a way to describe what it is like being schizophrenic; I have it now. It is like being constantly surrounded by a bunch of nonsense, yes AMAZING isn't it NONSENSE.. everything is nonsense and a new road to being bored ; ok such is life ... I know you are thinking to yourself "nonsense doesn't sound all that crazy" but just wait until you are reduced to dancing around outside in the wind while wearing your pajamas in the middle of the day, then you will truly understand the path of nonsense..... Everything is crazy I am just the sane one,... Regards Mike
personally, I was thrown off by the fact that a storm-trooper was driving.
but hey

a minor little update for you all :

I only ran TWO orders tonight.
Just two.
The first one was for 1816 boxes.
not that many.
the second, we setup at 7.18pm
started at 7.55pm
and then finished at 4.54am.

total ran : 122 400.
oh.
that beat joe's previous record of most ran in a night.
and then - get this.
we ran 1.2 million square feet.
that means I get a t-shirt.

hoo - doggies.
we ran the machine full throttle ALL NIGHT.

sweet.

June 24, 2002



What.
The.
Fuck.

June 23, 2002

Oh. Wow.
http://king.users.fl.net.au/porridge.jpg

June 22, 2002

The MSRP is $20K.

If you can find a dealer that will sell it for less than $28k, you'll be doing good.

That, my friend, is "Adjusted Market Value."

A.K.A. "We have the only one in town, you're going to get screwed."

Korum added over $50k to the $45 MSRP of the Mustang Cobra R they had. Since Ford only made 500 of that car, they could get away with it. And did; I haven't seen it down there for a while.
The Official Website of Chicago - Discography - II - buying this - why? because of the song " 25 or 6 to 4 " because the song just rules alright. IT JUST DOES.
Hmm.

James wants to buy a 2002 cooper.
but its 20 000 dollars
and a hell of a lot of a monthly payment.
for a hell of a lot of time.

...

but it is oh-so-sweet.

June 21, 2002

Let's see here...hot females with guitars playing AC/DC? Nothing wrong with that.


In further news:





I won $60.

Out of all the people at the track today (there were several hundred) only six others were willing to throw down a lousy ten bucks. Cheap S.O.B.s
Doctor Steve McNobbisk is here to interview a said James Collins on many things about life and so on and so forth - here is a minor snippet from the show that will be airing tonight at seven -o- clock, local access channel :

Dr. Steve : so, James.
James C. : please, call me Markus.
Dr. Steve : so Markus. . .
Markus : what.
Dr. Steve : How do you feel about working a fifth day on a four on four off twelve hour schedule?
Markus : It fuckin' sucks.
Dr. Steve : so you dislike it?
Markus : want me to bash your head in?
Dr. Steve : I will take that as a yes, that you dislike it.
Markus : so you want me to bash your head in?

( James C. stands up out of his chair, grabs a hammer and . . . )


tune in tonight for great laughs and fun times as Dr. Steve interviews James C, the comical character from " That box factory " and " Dropout Dumbfucks Anonymous ".

Hells Belles...I've heard that they put on quite the show.

They were at the Fabulous Firwood not too long ago, but it was a 21 and over only show.
Scott (the Balding Mullet) went, said it was a damn good.

In other news:
Well, since it looks like noone else will be there, I guess my being late to Shari's doesn't matter.

So.

Carry On.

June 20, 2002

REDHEADS ROCK!

LOL... you can take that in more than one way I suppose, but I myself happen to love redheads. I myself am one.

heheehee....

Yes, Bonnie, I was at graduation last night and I do believe I got a picture of you, though I am unsure of that. It was sad when they took away your guys' beachballs. :P Hope you have lots of fun times in Cali... don't become a lobster!

woooooooh-hooooooooooo!
jimmoi is a wanker.
NWN is out.
i have to cash in my check.
I do b-guy work, c-guy work, and train a temp which wont even be here the next day and I get paid a lot but I have to work tomorrow ( my friday )

...
so if you were coming over for friday - monopoly night, uh.
fuck it.

okay one thing to note is that the word FUCK is being used a lot more on the board now than in the past. I know I could go on about something, the thing is, I have just run out of things to post about... BUMMER
Ok well maybe my experiences with redheads have in some way distorted my view on this, but it's hard to enjoy the aspects of which you speak whilst trying to dodge sharp flying objects. Either way, to each his own.

Heh heh she indeed called him a wanker.

Don't blame her, either.


I would have gone last night, but I was having my own fun. Janie never gave me the ticket, and I didn't find out it was last night until the afternoon. Or at least didn't remember it. Any way you stack it, I was up to my elbows in grease most of the night. Funzo.

June 19, 2002

Jimmoi, what the hell is up with this "I'm gonna be 2 hours late picking up Chrissie" bullshit?
Just come pick me up goddammit.
Fuck this.

I have plenty of sickleave.

I'm going home.

*grumbles as he walks towards the door*
Heh heh he heh Firecrotch?
You want to stay away from redheads man.....fuckin' A.

I'm surprised that's not genetically encoded in all men by now.

I suppose some guys do like abuse, but still.......

June 18, 2002

oh woe.
oh woe.

dear troubled soul.
where have you put - your red mug of happiness
in this hole
in that hole

where is the whole
we never were.

( consider the boxes acquired, jimmoi )

June 17, 2002

Import drags this Friday, my headers should arrive before then with enough time left to install.

That would suck if they get here late Thursday, leaving me only Thursday night to install. The install should take around five hours.....work Friday might be fun.

Hopefully I'll have them tomorrow after work. I might be calling in sick Wednesday.


I'll need every scrap of power if I hope to win anything Friday.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA ; <-- byproduct of absolute boredome
what a bunch of maroons
I have always been more fond of:
"I am not an alcoholic - - - I am a dedicated drinker."

June 16, 2002

Wharg.

Sleep is over rated.
Bizzare...

i am sitting at my new desk...it is wierd, this is the place i will be living for the next two months...it is like an apartment...in fact, it is an apartment that i share with four other guys...i haven't met my other roommates yet...only one moved in, but i think he went away for a week or so...

Roundtable pizza is good...
so is mint chocolate chip ice cream

old people piss me off...one almost backed into me today, even after kristen and i were yelling at her to stop, and i was beeping the horn... kristen had to roll down her window and start yelling at her to stop...and even then the old woman kept backing for a couple more seconds...

this is why old people should not be allowed to drive.

the people who live in my old place are indian or muslim...or something from the far east.

"tza" all over the tables...nice touch :)

don't bother calling me for a day or two, they haven't switched my phone over yet...bizaaa...

my old RA is a NAZI...at least i'm convinced so.

its a subway club...it has all types of meat.


ROCK THE jOE!

June 14, 2002

Hey ; is there going to be a jimmy day today ?... if so, call my house or come and get me; if I am welcome to come, that is:;;:;
Indeed; Perhaps it is about time I share a little story with you all. Once upon a time there was a man who had an unspoken name. THe End ...

I wish I could think of something more to say, however, it is the case that I don't beleive in originality beyond the superficial; We are all just posers in another mans dream \; we are all just dreamers in another mans bed,.. this may be the story without which there is no end;; or some bothersom thing like that...

June 13, 2002

I like that tattoo idea, James. If done right, that would be cool as hell.......I see only one problem with it:

You're kind of a pansy.
Or maybe lightweight would be a better term.

I'm not trying to insult you, I'm just saying....it would take some serious balls to go and get that on your chest and I don't think you've got 'em.
I would do it, but that really just isn't my style. Plus, you'd never see it through the hair.
I admit, you have, on occasion, surprised me with your testicular fortitude, but I'm just saying you're not the tattoo type.
If there is such a thing.

Unless you get it really small....


Either way, it'll never happen.
and now for more on being stupid... my brain is best described as a pointless bit of gray fart material:;:; whatever that means UGH WhARG etc
Fuck you Dr. Feelgood


( dances to twelve monkies soundtrack ) - thats right bitches it came in. and oh my oh my oh my, talk about a background dilly - it almost makes me want to play poker. HOWEVER - it seems I am cancelling poker this weekend ( you could show up but uh - I probably wont be there ) - dooba dooba doo - one of the silly reasons that I am not avidly up-and-at'em about being happy is, I've realised IM A REALLY BIG ASS when Im in a good mood. I just generally tend to be more-of-an-ass than I am. My feet stink. BOY OH BOY do they god-damned well stink, I worked a lot today at work, feeding papaya boxes - heavy - oi oi oi , saw Jesse ( JESSE SHOULD POST SOME BOX-FACTORY RELATED STORIES ON THE BOARD ) - in fact, I will tell him that. Foreman was getting desperate to the point that " volenteer work " for this weekend actually came to me - they were still looking for people after me when I told them to go fuck off, I've already got 20 hours overtime, I dont need 32. So guess what - Jesse will probaly get mandatory overtime - hope he didnt have plans. I feel like a blowjob at the moment, and that is odd because normally I dont exactly feel all that sexual - but damnit, I could damn well go for some head-bobbing excitement. Hum. Continuing on - I got a great idea for the board and might work on it this sunday - if not next weekend - if not sometime when I get the chance. Hooo doggies. It will be somewhat like the last layout but ... well -- you'll see. Where the hell is zach-o? EVEN MIKE IS BACK, that crazy psychotic looney-bin drug-popping foon, oh shit - I kept it bold all this time? ITS STILL BOLD?! - and Jeff is posting and Jimmoi is posting. Hmm. Maybe zacho is dead. but anywhey - whey? whey whey, curds and whey - drink'em down miss muffet - I try to hit birds when I pass them on the road but they are too quick and they fly out of the way and I say : " DAMNIT " to myself and continue going 88 miles per hour in a thirty five mile per hour zone. Im dancing again. Boom da da boom da da boom da da boom - my feet really stink - but that is life when you work at a box factory - the house is empty and I think I will have to play pornography really loud and open my windows so that all the old ladies who walk by with doggies who shit in my yard will pass by the house and hear : " OH YEAH FUCK ME IN THE ASS< OH YEAH I LOVE YOUR FAT COCK UUUUUNNNGG " - and maybe they'll mention me in the OHHA MEETING - which stands for Oakview Heights ( where I live ) House Association and well, MEETING stands for MEETING - and they'll say " WE DONT WANT THAT PORNO BOY IN THE NEIGHBOORHOOD " and they'll try to boot me out but I'll be like " TZA MOTHA FUKKAAAAAAAAS " - and speaking of tza I might get TZA|AZT tatooed on my chest - but the second Z would be backwards so that if you look at it in the mirror it would be the same. who rains trout? fuck off - dancin dancin. that is all.

WITH SEXY RESULTS
Yesterday was, it's safe to say, the
Return of the Slugs


Indeed.


And the triumphant return of "The Most Vile Thing Imaginable" will be a day remembered in the annals of history. Or, with the NAMBLA connection, would that be the anals of history?

Hehehe.

Bravo.

June 12, 2002



The Most Vile Thing Imaginable [2002] Part 1




Yes folks, that's right, its the "Most Vile Thing Imaginable [2002]"! I know you've missed it, so i've decided to bring it back. After all, fun and debaucery was had by all last year. Who can forget Judge Judy's duet with LFO, or big fat Target Woman, or Limp Bizket (don't really know, or care, if i'm spelling that right). It put people at edge with each other, such as the Unions|Anti-Unions debacle that took place for a time...

Yes yes, it is time once again for the "Most Vile Thing Imaginable - [2002]!

So now, without further ado, i present our first entry:

--[ Our first entry for the Most Vile Thing Imaginable was first presented to me in a popular cartoon. It was a funny episode, and i thought it was making fun of a topic by making up a special group that wanted nothing more than to do vile and nasty things to a certain sect of people. I though, "haha" that's funny, because it was...I never realized though, that there truly was such an organization, until for gist of it, i decided to see if it really existed...

and i found that it did. So i present to you, a truly real and serious Most Vile Thing Imaginable [2002]: NAMBLA.




Yea! Let's have lots of ass-raping with little boys!!!


Yes, that's right, I said NAMBLA...where some of you might have heard of them on SouthPark...at least that's where i had heard of them...

Apparently, they are real, and were strong and receiving much charity back in the eighties, and early to mid nineties, until several people opposed them, and showed in court that NAMBLA was receiving tax-payer money from shadow nonprofit organizations...

creepy no?

They no longer exist at their old website, but then again, it isn't too hard to make a new one, is it? and so after some investigation by a good friend of mine who has recently retired from weather broadcasting...the one, the only: Harry Wappler.

Though i may be out of Kiro, i'm still bringing you all my underground investigative reports...Whoooyaaaa!


That's right, good ol' Harry's back to investigate this NAMBLA nonsense...and investigate he did...
He has already provided us with NAMBLA's new website URL:
http://www.nambla1.de/
Now we can all see how evil NAMBLA is - plus if they have a guestbook, we can fill it full of really really mean things to say...
hey free speech works in two directions my friends..

(i didn't hyperlink that site for two reasons, one i couldn't remember how - and if anyone can remember how to make links, please re-inform me, and two, i didn't want to actually make it seem like we are offering people a free access to NAMBLA, as that would be morally wrong, no?)

In fact, look at this poor young boy, not realizing the ass-raping that he's in for...

please good NAMBLA people, save me from the terrors of the Catholic Priests, pleeease!


According to Harry, youths like these have flocked to NAMBLA from the Catholic Church, guiled into believing that Man-Boy Love means that there will be people there to care and watch over them...

yeah...watch over their asses perhaps...

We must be wary my friends, of this new evil...of this new VILE evil that has arising from the depths and ghettos of human sexuality...

Yes - be wary indeed...because this is only the beginning...




Now, as with last year, I am not the only one who can enter entries into the Most Vile Thing Imaginable contest...
some of our best came from others, like Mr. Jimmoi himself...
so i leave it to you all now.

and remember...when in doubt:
rock the jOe!

[Addendum]

(I think as part of the solution, i will start posting as i had in times before...which includes photo-off... just had a thought about that, that's all...)

You know what's disgusting...is when you are doing work, you turn-around to get something, and you see your roommate asleep, wearing only boxers...and boxers that aren't...covering all of the territory.

I think i will now slip into blindness...at least after i take my final exam...

I want my own bedroom...my god, is that so much to ask for...

guh. i will now study in quiet desperation.
Yes yes...sorry about not having the photo war...

Three reasons for why photo war has not taken place yet:


1) This is Finales week for me, and my last finale is today, after today i plan on doing lots of fun stuff - such as Photo-Off, Putting together all the movies onto a VCD-which may still take a good deal of time, and various other things (of which i am not ruling out masterbation...cause really, can we ever rule that out :)

2) My "borrowed" version of Adobe Photoshop that i "borrowed" from Limewire, stopped working-expired serial number, is what it said...
so i need to get a new serial number, then i can start "fixing" all those photo's i have.

3) My database of photos is down quite a bit, since they are all stored on my old computer's hard drive...which means that james, you and i are back on even until i scan these pictures into my new computer...


Yessir,...one i get my photos together, coupled with free time...i'm gonna post lots and lots, and it will be a new golden age for the board...

probably once we get rid of this crappy background...

my suggestion would be to go back to the old background, or something more like it, (you know, the very first one)...i didn't care much for the extra links and snazzy frames...it was all frosting on a crappy, mud-cake....

i preferred when the board was simple, and that little green slug and strange little man pointing to it was what i looked at as i read quality posts...

bring the old template back, and maybe we'll see a return to the old order....

yes, that is my hope

in other news...jimmoi is coming up here for a day or two...funzo...
we film stuff maybe even...who knows...if anyone wants to join him, call him and ask...
not too many people though, cause this room is already cramped with that stupid thing that sleeps here everyday...

oh well, that will soon be over,thankfully.

lets see...
oh, and yeah, jimmoi and i suck at Starcraft...i haven't played in awhile, and i suspect he hasn't much either...and we got our asses kicked when we teamed up against ONE terran opponent...

i mean c'mon...that's horrid....seriously horrid.

anyway, i should go now and study for my cognitive psych crap...yeeesssir...

so in conclusion, i have two things to say:


1) Bring back the very first template

2) rock the jOe!
fuck it, lets go bowling


so get this - Im getting bored and agitated with the monotony of my life - and am actually thinking about going out and doing something somewhere - with me driving ( gasp ) oh my jesus, you say. oh my jesus, you think. and oh my jesus, who would have thought I would avidly drive anywhere. chroist-cakes. but I digress. wait, how can one digress from digression itself, with no direction or designated place to go - one cannot stray from their path or get lost - being that there is no designation in which to make that possible. with that in mind - we come to my next little bit of information that may be of interest to you folk. I might be " cancelling " poker this weekend - a work buddy of mine is having a wedding reception on saturday and has invited me, and he has tried to get me to go to a bunch of " party-like " things and I have always put him off, so I am considering saying ' hey, not this week ' merely because of the habitual pattern we've all fallen into which consists of poker every saturday night. I dont know. things are all running around in meaningless circles trying to tell me that there is some subtle meaning to everything. I have recently stumbled upon the realization that I know nothing about anyone - that for each and every individual associate I know I have mere compiled databases on ' what they would do in such an event ' or ' what they have done in such an event ' - I dont care for any of you. I dont even waste my time getting to know you. All the whole lot of you are, are mere knee-jerk reactions in which I monitor and attempt to avoid being kicked from. But asides from that - sometimes you really brighten my day and make me laugh. I have a eerie sinking feeling that I might be bi-polar, merely because of my " explination of why I avoid happiness " - but much to my philosophies - FUCK MENTAL DISEASE and FUCK MEDICATION. and so we continue on. I feel like burning a hole into something - I dont know, Im starting to become active and not apathetic - ( why couldnt I be this way in highschool? ) - the things that piss me off are starting to piss me off to the point that Im going to try and do something about it. and yet, continuing on. Steven has his neat-o PDA, and it is my belief that the only reason that Steven is going to California is because of that PDA. You see - I have come upon the concept that he is going to CA to hook his PDA up to a solar panel and have it manifest FOOD - because the PDA being so awesome, I do not have a doubt in my mind that it cannot manifest food from solar energy. Just think of it " I feel like a hamburger " and you plug it in on a sunny day and sure you may get a turkerybuger or a veganburger but its the thought that counts you know. Then again it could just be that he's running to some woman who treats him well and is good in bed. Hey hey. Moving on - Should I run off with steven to the tatoo-parlour and get " TZA | AZT " tatoo'd on my chest? Hmmmmmmmm. Wouldnt that be a trip eh. so that even if I looked in a mirror - there it would be, reguardless. Hum de dum - shoobie-do-whop.

WITH SEXY RESULTS


where is zach-o?
jimmoi is back and zach-o is gone.
and why hasnt jeff started the photo-war?
why am I so lonely.

oh. speaking of lonliness.
you'll never guess who Im going to ask out on a date.




hee hee.
I think I have gotten pretty far along the do nothing line...... Because of my recent diagnoses as schizo I will be unemployable for at least a year and a half, that means free money and free time for at least a year and a half.. and still I can't get past wondering if my keyboard is just a new kind of enemy.. I sit here thinking about this "being" thing and I can't help but realise how much more I like life than the idea of being something important. Lets face it, important people must be miserable, me, I am not important and being that "being unimportant" makes me a happy person... ugh; someone go figure -+|- ohh yeah;; something interesting is "I believe in GOD" wild ehh ?.
Well put, Jimmi.

"barnesandnoble'd," that's great.

And remember, nice guys finish last.

June 11, 2002

My comment about one more year would have been fun wasn't really referring to wanting to be in Bethel any longer for academic reasons...

i mean geez...i suppose i could'a taken advanced pottery like everyone else,

nor was it necessarily about trying to get a more climatic ending, nor a "worth-while" ending.


I think it was more that i feel i graduated too early, as is evidence by the fact that most of the people i decided to spend my time around were my juniors. It wasn't that i couldn't befriend many seniors, because i actuallly did. Rather, i just dedin't see myself as being...complete around them...

just thinking. It

I think perhaps, i just didn't want to graduate yet. There are times when things happen to you, and when you happen to things...
graduation happened to me,

and i realize that many say, "i wasn't ready for gradutation" but in my statement, i don't feel in company with them...

i have my reasons, which i am having trouble gathering at the moment...

so i won't try any more for the time being...

however, i will say one last thing in my defense...

I find it intersted that the person to mention something about this, was the same who spent a considerable amount of time at the high school when it wasn't necessary, but out of the enjoyment of it...

and also from the same person who spent more time in there due to choosing not to follow the doctrines (and by mentioning that, i should say that that was not meant in any berrating way.)

now if you'll excuse me, this browser window is acting up, so if it looks like this post is messed up...that's why.
" it would have been fun to been in one more year... "

to this statement I sort of laugh, because to add that extra year doesnt make the end any more climatic or " worth while " - in fact, it is just dead-time. Most things in life are dead-time. I'm becoming bothered with how much dead-time there is in my life and Im going to try and stamp it out. Im going to do this by going out places and doing things.

I dont know anymore... I dont know.
okay today I I just wanted to check and see what was on the board. I was hoping that there would be more talk of this BBQ action. I can see that I was wrong, ohh well. Mike _ + + out

June 10, 2002

yeah...just had to test this out, cause i wasn't sure if it would work or not...

if it does...then awesome awesome--
trying out new browser...pretty boring eh--that and studying stats...you have no idea how boring that is.
what BBQ ?... it sounds like a time to be had by all :; Some recent news on my end of the spectrum is " patient number 1 <-- me " will not be able to work normally for at least a year.. apparently I have gone and gotten all schizo, or at least that is what the doctors tell me... I only know one thing, I have gained 20 lbs over the last few months ..YES I HAVE NOW GOT A BELLY !! whoo IT IS SOFT AND SQUISHY .. yumm
damnit.
all i can think of is how-much my life would be much-more easier in the event that I had a 600$ PDA much like steven. and now all I can think about is buying one. son - of - a - bitch.

WHARGH.

one more page in the blog... Or is it on the blog ?.. if it is, get it off..
So now what will the madman do ?.. I guess if you ask me "being the subject of this end of the question" I will say.. I am going to get free money from the state.. and then I plan on creating all types of visual pollution.. drawings and scribbles and attempts at painting.. I just want to create something worth keeping as obviously I don't see myself as such a thing...my soul for food to eat... Isn't that just how it goes ?..
Mwahahah...

I have spent the last two days avoid an annoyance...

though not because i can't handle her, rather for a different reason..

i have something that she needs to study for an exam...

funny thing is though, she had some of the notes i needed for the last exam, but her bitch-ass kept forgetting to give me them until the very end... even after i gave her the notes she was missing from certain days...

--basically, she was manipulative and deceitful...
that doesn't work this time

i am having the time of my life on this one..

in other news...i will probably work some on thursday jimmoi, just to get more hours for my last paycheck in two weeks, but you can still come up...

maybe you can even help me move into the new dorm place i will be staying in...depends if the other residents have packed up and left or not by thursday...we'll see

--
yeah, last monday of public education...doesn't it just make you smile? i remember mine...it was wonderful-and depressingly anti-climatic...
it would have been fun to been in one more year...

surprising...isn't it.

June 09, 2002

moonbeams.
hahaha !! !!! !! it works !! good for it.....
hey hey;;;; Mike Rigney as being myself is, or maybe I am not, but at any rate currently I have found my way back to the blogger... and in good time I suppose..
News about ME... After attempting suicide and losing my mind I wound up in a mental hospital, there I found out something interesting ... I am schizophrenic.. who knew ?... anyway lets see how this works

June 07, 2002

I'd just like to say one thing:

I don't consider myself to have enemies...
and as such, I also do not set out to make them. In fact, i at times go out of my way to give benefits of doubt, and overall avoid making enemies or having people generally turn into them...

however, over time i have also learned to adapt and not be walked over...thus, if you mess with me, don't expect me to be kind after a certain amount of time.

Someone is learning that slowly as we speak. She is from california...she leaves condoms just laying in the trash for me to see...she uses my refridgerator and blankets, even after i have told her not to...even after i have been nice and helpful to her...
...even after i have helped her in general...

but she doens't realize what it means to give me my space- and now she will learn...because i will only sit back and be patient for so long...and then...
as some of the people here will remember, i will snap-sometimes unexpectantly to the observer...and i am not pleasant and i will have the retribution that appeases me.

---

so poker is $50 dollars huh? hmm, maybe one of these days, hopefully before jimmy leaves, i'll come down and play...if not, i'll film...i'm thinking of making documentaries and other such things--i have become quite the amateur film afficiando in recent weeks--not that i'm knowledgeable, just highly interested.

Late.r
I have to work tonight.
what the bloody fuck.

everyone is on my case about how " Oh you'll have 20 hours over time, thats good money " - and Im like " IM NOT WORKING FOR THE GOD-DAMNED MONEY "

total, that is 420.48 in overtime money.

fuckers.

I just got the cd " SPACE " in the mail.
my god - I love this cd.

*raises glass* - here is to tomorrow.
Damn.

Slow day on the board...

Jimmi ... do you want me to get the margarita mix, or are you going to? Either way, I'm gonna need some damn margaritas this weekend.

June 06, 2002




I dont know.
I thought of Jimmoi.

June 05, 2002

So I got a new phone, right....

Nice phone, little Motorola.
This is actually my fourth Motorola cell phone, the other three being district equipment (how the first two died is another story altogether), this one being personal.

It came with, and I kid you not, the gayest carrying case on the face of the planet.
Now, I don't mean "gay" as in "happy," I mean "gay" as in "not funny ha-ha, funny queer."

Mmm-Hmm.

Fuck me.

Anyway.....

I think I'll go sharpen a lawnmower blade to kill a guy with.
Mmm-Hmm.
problem -

it seems as if I am now working this friday. which means this " barbeque " thing will be " starting " at 4.30 instead of noon. god damned work.
No, I didn't go to the DMV......once I found out that you seriously wanted it, I decided perhaps there would be greater entertainment value in fucking with you. As it turned out, your responses have not been as amusing as was hoped.

I am, however, open to suggestions as to what I should get......perhaps BIG TZA?

Not sure.

People might read that as "big teaser"
Not exactly what I'm looking for.
But not entirely bad, either.


Anyhoo.....11 more days. If you think the students are the ones keeping count the most anxiously, I'm afraid not. Right now most teacher's mental health seems to hinge on the fact that they have less than three weeks left. More than once I've heard a teacher say "I think I might make it...." with that twitchy sort of look that just screams "unbalanced."

Of course, there are some teachers who keep a running count from the first day in September, right from day 180 on down. These are the ones you really wonder about, they seem to enjoy teaching, but dislike children.

Either way, the summer is much anticipated, by all involved.

June 04, 2002

a few things before I skuttle off to work -

1. chips come in tomorrow ( dances dances )

2. jimmoi wasnt suppose to say anything really about a " party "

3. bradbury - in the event you did get around to the dmv - dont show me the plate, being that I dont to see it and I dont necissarily want to put into action the backlash that would happen if I did - also, please do not inform me of such - either.

4. it seems michael will be in for this weekend ( pokerwise ) - ooglies.

5. as for the party thing - this weekend Im not necissarily having a party in-as-much as if you want to come over and have hamburgers and food and watch movies and dink around it's all good. It'll start at noon on saturday and end sometime close to nine or ten - being as thats when the big money starts flying and the players need 1. quiet 2. people not hovering over their hands and 3. alcohol is invovled. However - in the event you wish to stay over you could ask and I could see what I can do - dont plan on it tho. And just to re-assure everyone ( mostly Aaron in the event he considers coming ) - I already have hamburgers and buns and so on and so forth and do plan to buy more. In fact - Im hungry for them right now. Personally - I dont expect anyone to show up - being as I havent planned this out in any real light, but if you do show up. happy funzo day, you can see the chips and eat food. if you want anything special ( large ribs ... ) bring'em yourself, alls I got is hamburgers. yum. yum.

6. I dont know really.

7. I found a problem with the board, instead of chronological order it was going first - first, last - last. that threw me off.

June 03, 2002

Random conclusions thoughts, all being reasoning. No endings or beginnings to sayings, phrases, or worlds in mind. Nothing for anyone to know understand or have a truth in life/hope in. All times just fucked up in their own periodical being. Reasoning no longer needed to be there.

Anger, happiness abound in all corners. People seemingly mad-eyes follow into shadows… lurking finding nothing but everything. Times change.

Older, remaining beings that just sit and stare. Eyes widely open shut as they stare. No mind to see, to hear, to read, to touch, to know, to feel.

Ignorance in it’s truest and finest form. Children running, playing - life is beautiful. Hearts proud in life as insects crawl, create confusion as everything amasses around us in one whole thing.

Beings, things, animals… mindless blobs without head, tail, or wing. Evil things lurking in daylight hours. Right behind you, smell you, breath you, are you. Sleep in waste, children crying in the day/night. Cracked skin, aged face, eyes glazed over as worm in death eat them while they sleep.

Laughing, crying, dying, lying, living your life. Everywhere, life is beautiful.

…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

A voiceless speech. Two tones ring in my ears from one. Dazzling my mind’s eye at this thing. Thoughts inducing, confusing. Living, loving life. No hunger here, no soulless thing. Nightmares may show their face, but they can cause no harm, cause no scares to appear and tear one in two. Living, loving life. Things we wish not to see, wish not to know, are.

A voice with two tones. All pain, and all joy. No language does this voice speak into one’s ears, but a singing rhythm that can cause pain to some for unknown reasons. To others it is a distraction to what is going on, or an annoyance that hurts ears. To others yet, it is a soothing thing, bringing about sleep, or lets thoughts drift off into a voidless state of mind and being. To some, it merely brings a calm.

For the one who has the two tones, it is a way to release and be all these things and more. A language that one does not understand, where it came from or what it is that comes out from lips and mind to pour over, out, into others’ ears.

Do you, can you, have you… heard the two tones in that one singing/speaking voice?

~Tarwyn

June 02, 2002

looks like I gotta move to a different state then.
Now, I'm not trying to insult anyone, and I mean no disrespect,

but

That pie was fucking nasty


That fucking thing took foul to a new level.

Wharg.

Oh, and James:
TZA
will be mine.

Indeed.

You'd better get your ass to the DMV quick on Monday.

Unless you think you can convince me to go with something else.....

June 01, 2002

damn you steven.
oh - and I would just like to point something out -
when uploading images via the " upload file " option - already placed there is :
/home/loose-slugs/www/ - all you need to do is type in images/ - so it looks like this :
/home/loose-slugs/www/images/

it would save me plenty of organizational pains.
again - ( top ten reasons why you dont play steven in blackjack )