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January 31, 2004 11:59PM

Headachy Bastard is Me
  • I lived with Ben on Cartier
  • I was with Linzie
  • I worked at Pizza Hut


Linzie came over very early this morning (5:30am) and I cooked her scrambled eggs and toast, and I cooked myself poached eggs and toast and then we went to bed. The previous night Ben and I beat Halo on the legendary difficult (quite a feat) co-operativly, and saw the incredible bonus ending! You have to beat it for yourself though!



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January 30, 2004 12:16PM

Dell can suck my nuts
  • I lived with Ben on Cartier
  • I was with Linzie
  • I worked at Pizza Hut


Today I went and picked up the keyboard Dell sent me for my laptop with the help of my Mom, and it didn't come with any instructions at all. Fuckers. I had to search google to find out how to install the damn thing.



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January 29, 2004 3:08AM

Such a... tragedy.
  • I lived with Ben on Cartier
  • I was with Linzie
  • I worked at Pizza Hut


Just a note: If I wrote all of the things I think about writing throughout my day, every entry would be the longest thing you've ever read in your life (trust me, I have cameras). I always think of things that I should write, some make it (like the jeep on the bus story), while others don't (the cocks on the bus story). I dunno why some make it and some don't... each and every story are as uninteresting as the rest, although I attempt to make them seem interesting by using long words, insults and clever humour, it's often hard to hide up the most boring stories. So... Yeah... that's just a note. *cough*



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January 27, 2004 9:43PM

Nothing Worth Writing
  • I lived with Ben on Cartier
  • I was with Linzie
  • I worked at Pizza Hut


I wasted too much of today sleeping. While I wasn't sleeping, I managed to finish cleaning my room, and if I had a laptop, I'd take neato little webcam pictures of the freaky cleanliness. But I don't... so you must cry now.



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January 26, 2004 5:11PM

Winding up to explode
  • I lived with Ben on Cartier
  • I was with Linzie
  • I worked at Pizza Hut


I went to the mall today to buy some Coke because that's more vital to me than my organs, and I tried putting $1.36 on my debit card and I got insuffecient funds... kinda embarrasing... I figured I had almost ten bucks.. bah. Anyway, on the way home from the mall (after near dying from coldness) some lady brought on this stroller that looked like a small jeep. It took up the entire isle, had eight wheels, cup holders... grips... I mean, if you know you are going to take a bus, and no go offroading with your baby, I don't think there is much need for such an intense, and inconsideratly large stroller. She parked it right in front of my seat, so there was no way for me to get off the bus. She finally moved it back a bit, and I could sorta squeeze by, but not without a bit of work. I just thought it was odd to bring such a large stroller, or small jeep, onto the bus.



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January 25, 2004 7:46PM

Steps Ascending
  • I lived with Ben on Cartier
  • I was with Linzie
  • I worked at Pizza Hut


steps ascend to a loaded gun, the scent of matches hangs in the air (a lit one flickers out in a heartbeat). we don't want to see this: a flash of light that's letting go of an empty bullet case, by the time it hits the ground, he's out of reach. let go, the wolves are closing in. there's no room left to make amends. do you remember when we'd fly that kite so high? all the time we've wasted, spent fighting, will burn in the fire our regrets all the time we've wasted, spent fighting, it's blood and it's running down the stairs, freeze the frame between the gun shot and the hole it makes. a spinning bullet waits in the middle. there's no way to stop it, it will surely hit the mark. you can try to understand but i'm giving up.



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January 25, 2004 12:00AM

Over The Stars I Go
  • I lived with Ben on Cartier
  • I was with Linzie
  • I worked at Pizza Hut


Ya know, I'm just really pissed off. Nothing ever changes, nothing ever develops. People everywhere always say that I can come to them for help or that they're here for me, and then when I actually need them, or try to open up, I get people telling me I'm stupid for thinking that, or they say, "Oh, be quiet!" or they just don't let me open up at all... play it off like something that's not actually killing me. Well fuck.. everyone's just kinda full of shit then eh?



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January 20, 2004 1:20AM

This Is, How It, It Goes
  • I lived with Ben on Cartier
  • I was with Linzie
  • I worked at Pizza Hut


Hmmm... today was strange. The first half was me being angry about not feeling anything about anything (except anger .. shutup) and blah, normal fucked in the head type shit that no one reeeaaalllly cares about, and the second half was me in horrible pain. I pierced my ear in a tough spot (right below the conch) and then after all that pain, I got the stud in, all was good. I wanted a CBR in though instead because I thought it would look much better, so out goes the stud and in goes the CBR... half way... and it wouldn't go through. So much.. pain. So, after giving up, I tried to get the stud back in and after.. near vomitting from pain and screaming, the stud just wouldn't go in, so the hole just closed and now I have a scar and a lot of painful memories. So.. in a week I'll try again! :)

Right now I'm talking to JULIA!!!!!! which is a rare occurance as she doesn't really chat online that often. She's one of my super bestest friends of everness. I don't think she knows that though, but she is. So yeah... I have to pee.

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January 16, 2004 12:22PM

Is This Where Titles Go?
  • I lived with Ben on Cartier
  • I was with Linzie
  • I worked at Pizza Hut


Today I woke up late again, at 12 this time. I really have to get up tomorrow. Stupid being me. Grr says I. I know you people don't understand so I won't try to explain myself. Everyone is just so judgemental. Just FUCK OFF, that's all.



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