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Wednesday, July 31, 2002
The Latest In Bored Worker Ranting
 For the 3 in attendance, for the tens of people viewing this page, and for one Brahma, Ladies and gentlemen, llllllllllleeets get ready to ssSSUCK IIIIITTT!!" Complaints & Grievances has a new slogan, taken from my overnight show, Street Smarts. "Entertain the Brutes". In one way or another, someone is getting some form of entertainment here, cause people keep coming back. As per the number shown above, you can see I have hit 1800 hits and I keep climbing. I am thrilled with this, especially considering I hit 1700 just two nights ago. BS latest post on Randomness......talks about his own weight......after publicly battling me stating he doesn't want to have his weight issues on the internet......hypocrite in training...... Got to test the whole convenient thing out yesterday. On Monday I grabbed a Pasta Bowl out of the communal freezer for dinner (at 9:30 am). It was bought by LF 2 weeks prior and it seemed she had no intention of touching it anytime this year, so I figured I may as well use it and save the freezer burn. Worse comes to worse, I buy a new one. No biggy. LF sees the cover in my room and promptly throws a minor fit, stating that she in fact had planned to bring it to work the following day. Convenient, huh? She cold shoulders me the next time I am in her vicinity (after dropping off her car change holder, which I kindly filled with approx $4 of my change, not that it mattered). So the next morning (Tues) I run to P-mark after work to grab a new bowl, plus a few for me, and get it to her at work. I catch her right after she gets there and explain; "Normally, if the shit is there for over a week and a half, you've forgotten it. If I ask you if I can take it, you say you forgot it was there and then tell me to use it, but if I don't say anything in advance, you come up later and say you were just about to use it." Again, convenient. The test continues.........I wake up for 6 pm, figuring she would stop home for a bit and I would get to chat with her before she went out. At 7 I have seen and heard nothing, and it looks as if she never came home considering the mail was downstairs and one of the things that came in was her Palm Pilot. At 8, still nothing, at 9, still nothing. I vacate her room and go to leisurely get ready for work in my room. I go to stop downstairs around 9:45, and notice her light on. "Maybe I'll stop in, say hi" I think. Then I figure she had gotten home, she could have brought her own dead @$$ in by me to say hi, so I just continue my trek. Before I go back up I flick on the outside light to look around, and I notice the Mustang in the middle of the driveway (sorry, I've seen it I still hate it) and I know why she didn't stop in. On the way out to work I see BS out the door, and then LF moves so I can go. She taunts me for the racquetball match tomorrow (Wed)(so she assumes the convenience stays, and we will spend time today, figures) by stating that she will kick my ass. My response? "How? Will I be asleep on the court?" Revamp the page time.......maybe a new backdrop combining DX and the current.....I will probably make a new header as well, putting the title belt back, or something like that. My plan is to have a new header featuring 'Complaints & Grievances' and either in the same header or as a sub-header make the 'Entertain the Brutes'. Fin.
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Tuesday, July 30, 2002
The Latest In Bored Worker Ranting
 For the 3 in attendance, for the tens of people viewing this page, and for one Mexicano/Gringo pussy houseman, ladies and gentlemen, llllllllllleeets get ready to ssSSUCK IIIIITTT!!" So little has happened as of late. The Mexicano/Gringo pussy houseman I refer to is none other than Diabolo himself, who recently became a naturalized Americano! So now he's a gringo! Everyone laugh at the mexican/american! LF has ignored her own previous comments by allowing me to sleep in the room again. Everything will probably be discussed on Wednesday, since that's when it is conveniant for her. As far as BS goes, he has posted nothing as of late, other than a comment or so. Which shows that LF whipped him, and not in a good way. Sucker. My response to your last comment to me? I'll cry that river, as long as you promise to drown in it. I am enjoying chatting time both over AIM with cashmerewhore, and generalized on banshee wailings. It's fun to talk to new people, which was really why I started this in the first place. I finally got my archives working again, but thanks to republishing and his quitiing, none of David's old posts exist here, which annoys me. Fucking crap. Work is boring as shit. I had a SouthWestern Steak bowl tonight, and it's pretty damned good. The Chicken bowl rocks too. (Taco Bell, man) They both have ups and downs, more ups. The Chicken came with a dressing of some sort which mixes really well. The Steak may as well, but the person didn't give me one. I am about 10 minutes away from being completely done, which is good, since the gringo and I have to watch Street Smarts from 4 till 5. I love that show. I finished MASH while I was chatting earlier today. Which means I now have a year and a half until more MASH DVD's. At least it's on FX 3 times a day, 2-4 eps each shot. Fin. Monday, July 29, 2002
The Latest In Bored Worker Ranting
 For the 3 in attendance, for the tens of people viewing this page, and for one King of Bling, Ladies and gentlemen, llllllllllleeets get ready to ssSSUCK IIIIITTT!!" Thanks goes to cashmerewhore for her comment on my Sunday Morning Ed. of Ranting. I appreciate it. To any of you who may read my page that either have or had or know someone who has LiveJournal.....Is it any good? Is it worth a paying membership? Or should I ask someone for a code and get a free one? Or should I ignore it all together? I was considering this as another option for a all-personal jornal type thing, and when I went to comment on King of Bling's LJ, offering to be the DeGenerate Bling, it asked me to sign in. So I thought about it. But I may just try to get a free one for kicks and then use a new blogger site for my stuff, especially since I bought pro. So far I like pro and I don't. The title is muy sweet, having even one preloaded template is cool, spellcheck is a wonder, if I remember to use it. But I haven't been able to reload/repost my archives since I switched. I just don't know yet. And I am STILL looking for opinions on the domain for my blogging stuff, complaintsandgrievances.com or the like. David threw his two cents at me live, stating he though it would be cool. Especially using that new host I found. Sammy is still alive! Miracles of miracles! And still not posting! I slept on the floor yesterday afternoon to evening. With the dog. Who wanted to play, since he was sleeping most of the night and day while I was at the PC always clickin' on my mizouse...... With LF deciding not to speak to me the rest of the day following her third call to my cell, where she had to hang up to work, I decided to figure out how I was going to sleep from that point on. Barb's room is a no go. Too freaking hot, since there is no room to put in the a/c. LF supposedly won't allow me to crash in what was our room on what IS my bed with the kick ass a/c. So I had no choice but to barricade myself in my room where the closest thing I have to a bed is a mattress I get to throw on the floor in the middle of the main room where the PC is. I also have no alarm! I was going to stupidly rely on my cellphone Wake-up, but I know how cheesy that is, so I searched Google for PC Alarm clocks. Lo and behold I found one almost immediately! It allows you to use MP3's as an alarm, and can select online newspapers for you to read upon wakeup! The papers links don't work anymore, and I woke up 10 minutes before the alarm was supposed to go off, so today is the true trial run. Luckily, I have two sets of excellent speakers hooked up to that PC, along with two heavy subwoofers, plus I know the dog will get all pissed off at me with the noise. That's pretty much it. I now have 7 episodes of Season 2 of MASH left to watch, and I had finished the DBZ tapes Thursday. I feel very tired and I can't wait to go home and get some sleep. ::big yawn:: Sunday, July 28, 2002
The Latest In Ranting
For the 3 in attendance, for the tens of people viewing this page, Ladies and gentlemen, llllllllllleeets get ready to ssSSUCK IIIIITTT!!"  You are a phoenix. What legend are you?. Take the Legendary Being Quiz by Paradox The Latest In Ranting
 For the 3 in attendance, for the tens of people viewing this page, and for one convenient friend, Ladies and gentlemen, llllllllllleeets get ready to ssSSUCK IIIIITTT!!" Quick rundown of: **Blogathon 2002** Well, It barely started, it barely continued, it barely ended. Not much to say. I missed the opening hour, which Binya covered, but disappeared right after her first two posts, right after I put up my first post. The rest of the field posted a few things, and moved on. Jake and Kara had a decent convo to cover a few hours, but that was really the big time of the night. I was alone the last 5 hours. ***** To comment on Madmonky's post, I really don't care that you insulted BS, I don't care if you have it out with LF, and I don't care that you apologized to both. About an hour ago I left a comment on Randomness That I wasn't going to the shore for that family trip. Reason? LF just pissed me off. First I found out last night that during her conversation with David, she made mention to the fact that I she is my friend as a matter of convenience. Now as early readers hear know, that's a title which I believe I do not deserve nor should I settle for. It's convenient for her to spend Wednesday with me, since BS has to work. It's convenient that I spend well over $100 dollars in clothes for her with me not caring about re-payment but her insisting, and her "paying me back" by grocery shopping, something she always just paid for anyway. It's convenient that the same offer by BS to purchase clothes came with a payment plan. It's convenient that I get stuck seeing Crocodile Hunter with her while she sees a good movie, Road to Perdition, with him. And it's fucking convenient that she begs me to go to the shore, but tells BS that her brother invited me. It's also convenient that when I tell her about my unhappiness with all this convenience, her answer is to up and completely split apart, and never talk to each other or deal with each other again, instead of actually being the friends that I really want and that she keeps saying she wants, though she acts differently. As the ex-bf here, I find any talk of intimate encounters between her and BS rather unsettling. There are reasons behind this I don't care to discuss, though I almost did. (I had it typed but I changed it.) So the blindfold comments hit deep, and set off my comment. As far as the lingerie, it was LF who told us you didn't like the stuff. I still don't truly know if I am going or not. LF continues to try and talk me into it, back and forthed with saying she doesn't care if I go and to separate myself from her. The latest, after another round of 'go-fuck-yourself', was her saying we could go on a different day that week. I had offered that earlier, but she turned me down, stating she was broke. Now I offer to pay...... She is surfing the net at work checking this stuff out. And doing it consistently I may add. I called her to complain about the blindfold comment right after she posted it, and she hung up on me. Then I made my "no shore" comment and she called me back within a few minutes. She has called a couple more times since, opening with "you can keep bitching now", which is amusing since all I have been doing is trying to figure out why she had to jump to the extreme of "I won't talk to you and you won't talk to me and that's it". My front passenger tire is slowly but consistently deflating. I don't know what's wrong with it and have to find time to bring it back to where I got the tire put on and get it checked. Drowning Pool - Tear Away Quote of the Moment From the Song of the Post "I --- don't care about anyone else but me......" Saturday, July 27, 2002
What a bitch
The Latest In Ranting
 For the 3 in attendance, for the tens of people viewing this page, and for a group of non-existant bloggers, Ladies and gentlemen, llllllllllleeets get ready to ssSSUCK IIIIITTT!!" I have a total of 1600 hits since the inception of this page back in June. Though this may not be an awesome number, I feel quite priveliged by it! *****Blogathon Madness***** So the blogathon got off to a rocky start this morning as I overslept and missed the first hour of needed posting. I pop onto the page to find out that Brianne covered those first two and no one else has shown up yet. I also see that due to family concerns, amanda (who started this thing, figures, huh?) won't be able to post at all. So I begin throwing in some minor updates and it turns out that Bri managed to disappear so I was the only one on for the better part of three hours. Jake has shown up, so maybe light banter will ensue.*****End Madness***** David is friend again! In a strange turn-around from the past few weeks, the Madmonky himself called me yesterday to shoot the shit and declare his return to the world of the Keith, right after he had declared his return to the world of the Phoenix on this page. We hung out last night from 8 till 2 and old times ensued, as if the past month never happened. What does the future hold for this occasionlly strained friendship? Tune in some other time to find out! On the lighter side (to me, at least) David took the opportunity to poke more fun at BS by posting a number of comments on Randomness from my PC. He did use his name and info, but my IP. This has yet to garner a response. I would doubt anything would have occured except BS got here before David did last nightand his brandy new pussmobile was in the driveway. Having the same feelings towards new Mustangs as I have previously posted, he decided to drop off his personal feelings on the subject. In related news, I told LF (so she would be prepared for when BS went crying to her about it (suck it up)) and she bitched me out. Ah well, such is life. Barring anything else of interest today I will probably begin watching the complete 2nd Season of MASH on DVD while watching the blogathon and doing other things of little interest to anybody.....especially me. Fin. Friday, July 26, 2002
The Latest In Bored Worker Ranting
For the 3 in attendance, for the tens of people viewing this page, and for one Madmonky, Ladies and gentlemen, llllllllllleeets get ready to ssSSUCK IIIIITTT!!" So David has brought himself back to this blog in no fashion whatsoever........He misses me huh? Too bad I never hear from the guy..... Too bad the background can't cover the whole area. I'll have to look into that....... In interesting news, I have joined Blogger Pro. I'll check it out for this month and see if it is worth keeping. Definetely more options, though multiple post templates would have been cool. I have my "post templates" (you know, my header, 2nd header, Blogathon header w/link, DX stuff, footer w/Song and Quote) all saved in a text file both at work and at home, so rewriting doesn't happen anyway. Setting up Drafts and Future auto posts could be cool, though. Spell check....best used by David. The BS saga continues in ways I just don't care enough about to get into. All I remember is that he really wants to know if I am going to the shore or not, I guess for preparations. Personally, I just don't give a damn. I'll go using Ray's advice; "Just fucking go, and piss him off." Brianne has had her own problems as of late, and we worry about her (no negative comments here, David). Hopefully she gets over it all and can move on with little trouble. David, Alxnet.com is another web host. They seem decent, with good pricing and a bunch of features. I think they would be better than ValueTech. I'm considering getting that small package of $8.95 and putting keithmeehan.com there, or maybe purchasing complaintsandgrievances.com, or something. Check it out, let me know what you think. I have had absolutely no feedback concerning the idea of purchasing complaintsandgrievances.com or some variation. I was hoping SOMEBODY would have an opinion on this topic. The Blogathon is tomorrow, and so far the interest is in the toilet. I have a feeling I will end up as the most consistent poster on there, but we shall see. For now I sign off, due to extreme boredom as I attempt to pull myself out of the hell that is this job. Thursday, July 25, 2002
The Return
The Latest In Ranting
For the 3 in attendance, and for the tens of people viewing this page, Ladies and gentlemen, llllllllllleeets get ready to ssSSUCK IIIIITTT!!" Raymond convince me? And you believed that? Oh, it's true, he would try to convince me. He usually does. But in this case it wasn't, at least not yet. You'll never get it, will you? She enjoys spending time with me just as much or more than with you, but your the love interest (right now) so you get the attention. Why do you think I went to that last pig roast? I couldn't stomach the thought of going when you went, but she insisted. This is the same thing, except that on top of that she still wants to go just her and I, since she knows I hate the beach, and that's where Barb wants to spend half the damned day. She told me last week too, right after she took off the week. She was trying to plan some time for herself, a day with you for her b-day, a day with me for her b-day plus a day trip for her and I to the shore, as well as the family trip. As far as the three-way matchup is concerned, I did ask you by blog. I may have been crude, but still. As far as the weekend thing, I still have to think about it. It may have been her suggestion but I did say it may be a decent idea.... And I don't have a character, THIS SHIT IS ALL ME, MOTHERFUCKERS!! I don't need to be faster than you, after all, I'm better than you, and I have that info on good authority......hehehehe....... Aren't all personal internet sites a big waste of space? I am amused by the idea that people actually come here and read about me, considering the thrashing Brianne and Amanda gave to my page to start the War of the Blogs. But the hits just keep on coming, and that is totally cool. I have a simple formula for blogging here, and it follows DX rules and regs, which is why DX has earned a prominent spot on my posts. Break the rules, speak your mind, and don't give a crap what anyone else thinks about it. I do just hit Randomness for you, mostly because no one else ever posts there anymore. But I hit Off the Paved Road, nikkichannel, cashmerewhore.com, bansheewailings, 20somethings, and shokabra (Jake's) journal every day, sometimes multiple times. It's fun as hell, what can I say. Slander, you want slander? I can do slander. The stories I can tell......... Why does any comment have to make sense or have some deep cosmic meaning with you? I make fun of you, I use names, hehehe, and so on. Fin. The Latest In Bored Worker Ranting
Blogathon 2002 For the 3 in attendance, for the tens of people viewing this page, and for one ex/onceagain blogger, Ladies and gentlemen, llllllllllleeets get ready to ssSSUCK IIIIITTT!!" Hmm. The DX look. Good for me and my talked about degenerate nature. I have been asked by LF to back off of BS and the latest topics. It seems Mr. Sensitive has taken my sayings both personally and insultingly and is very upset, like boo-hoo upset. Well I can understand that. There are very few topics that I would EVER allow to get to me, if any at all, thanks to years of my father teaching me, "What the fuck does it matter what they say?" I like that philosophy. But the one or two things that can hit will hit hard, and I would be ultra sensitive as well, so I'll be the decent perosn and lay off. On a related issue, yesterday I challenging Mr High-and-Mighty himself to three-way racquetball, based on the fact that it causes great amounts of exertion and exercise. Upon mentioning this to LF, she decided to add to that the idea of him and I going on the weekends while she works. What is this? Buddy-up the men time? I gave the idea a big HAARUMPH, neither accepting nor declining the possibility. Then LF took it to BS to add to my little challange. He had the same reaction as me, and then stated that he would do it if I asked him nicely in a public posting. So let me see if I get this straight. I need to 180 degree turn around how I speak of a person, so I can do something I really don't care about doing, with someone I'd rather not do it with? Is he fucking kidding me? Must I begin laughing my ass off? Sorry pal. I may publicly apologize for giving you shit about the weight, which I really didn't do to begin with, but that was just being nice. I will not be caught dead being full of shit on my blog page. In more related news, thanks to a win in racquetball yesterday, I have somehow been drawn into a family trip down the shore withing the next two weeks. Now normally this kind of thing could be cool, a trip with LF, her bro and her mom. Problem = BS. I knew he would want to go, and would somehow do so even considering that he would have to take off of work. I just don't want to be around when he is there, thanks to both my intense dislike for him and the fact that my whole reason to go is to spend time and have fun with LF. Any idiot can figure if the boyfriend is there the friend will be mostly ignored, plus what ex wants to watch his ex hanging all over the current bf? So I don't want to go, and she is very upset by this. Finally I offer to play her for it. She doesn't want to, but right before the game she says something like if I win, I have to go for all she cares. But no official wager has been made. We play, I win, and then she tells me since I won, I have to go. Huh?!? Finally, for her sake, I give in, as long as I get that night off. From what I hear, he aint too thrilled either. BS says he won't post on Randomness anymore cause of me. Ok. Want to post here? David left a msg on the tag-board on the left bar ststing he will re-join the blog posters. Whoa. There's something. Quick rundown of: **Wednesday** Got home late. Racquetball, 2 games to 1, me. Then on to Jose Tejas for lunch. Spicy chicken, buffalo style. Burro, fajitas, and my fav, JAMBALAYA!!! Then to the mall. Cute puppies, I want another one! Phone stuff, no shirts, then on to spend money. Got MASH Season 2 on DVD, and the latest DBZ releases on video. Waldenbooks browsing, then arcade, where I lost at air hockey 7 to 5. Quick stop on the way home for a malted shake and ice cream, and then to bed. ***** And there you have it folks! Another mind-numbing edition of Worker Ranting. Bye bye, and don't eat the shellfish, I'll tell you why later. Wednesday, July 24, 2002
The Latest In Bored Worker Ranting
Blogathon 2002 For the 3 in attendance, for the tens of people viewing this page, and for one overweight sports car driver, Ladies and gentlemen, llllllllllleeets get ready to SUCK IT!!" AAARRRGGHH!! Christ why did I waste my time defending myself against the unbelievably stupid? Why do I even bother? It's like talking to a brick wall, or to LF. You can say all you want, but they don't listen. They just twist it around so they can say something back but give themselves a postive spin as they do it. I apologize to anyone who viewed my site expecting something other than this childish crap I stooped to so I could be on his level. 3 days and change till the blogathon, and I am maxed and prepped and r.........*snores as head rolls back*........huh, What? Where was I? Oh, yeah. Ready to stay up for 24 hours and post consistently so everyone else can ignore me, which is the feeling I get with the test posts on banshee wailings. So far only one person has acknowleged that I post there, and that was right after I bitched that everyone was ignoring me. It's ok, though. It wasn't like I expected everyone to jump up at once and say "Hi! Let's talk!" or something..... Work, as usual, is something of an experience. It all goes back to the "Stupid People" thing. Example; I answer the phone, "Thank you for calling AmeriSuites. This is Keith speaking. How can I help you?". Then people ask me, "Is this the AmeriSuites?" Makes me want to say, "No, you just called a pair of Pete's. Here's your sign." (Homage back to the Jeff Foxworthy skit, recently posted on banshee.) How about these genius'? I am standing behind the front desk, doing work, and they ask me, "Do you work at the desk?" "No. I'm just stealing papers. Here's your sign." How about this guy? He asks me how to get to the Lincoln Tunnel, which is about ten minutes from this hotel. So I tell him; "Go to the end of the road, at the light, make a right. Go over the bridge, look for the signs for Route 3 East." Him, "East?" Me, "Yes, East" Him, "So I am parked here, and I go East?" Me, "No, you go to the end of the road, make a right, over the bridge, Route 3 East." Him, "What's the bridge?" Me, "It's a bridge, that's it." Him, "So I make a right, and go East?" Me, "No, you make a right, go over the bridge, look for 3 East." Him, "Uh.........Ok....." Me, "Here's your sign." You have no idea how stupid people are until you worked in hospitality. In other non-related news, I am told Jake has decided to bait Osama out of hiding with some of that popcorn my fat ass can't have..... In related news, the only plan for Wednesday LF and I have decided upon is definetely racquetball. Now I may have the fat gut and the weight, but I move well on a racquetball court, and can whoop on her. I am told BS has lost his touch (meaning way out of shape, big huffer and puffer), and maybe the three of us need to meet up for a triple-threat match again. You got the balls for that? 45 minutes until Street Smarts. Very fun game show which has been an accidental staple in overnight work since I started at BJ's in 2000. They watched it every damn night/morning. Got to go get my work done so Diabolo and I can watch that show. Till later, everyone. Eminem - Without Me Rage Against the Machine - Original DeGeneration X Theme Quote of the Moment "SUCK IT" Tuesday, July 23, 2002
Tuesday Night Edition Blogathon 2002 If nothing else, not only did this little spat get SOMEONE to finally post on Randomness after this long drought, it even brought the Jake back for a brief interlude, even if it was just to take your side. I was going to post another actual response to you, based on what you wrote, but the fact of the the matter is, just like in the War of the Blogs, I just don't give a flying pig shit. Instead I had almost posted an explanation, so people know what's going on. But I deleted that before upload because........ In the end, none of it really matters. Everyone posts something negative about someone else on the blogs they post on at some point or another. BS did it, I did it, Binya's done it, Jake's done it, Dave does it in comments, and multitudes of other people do it all the time. It's the way shit is. It's never going to change. For a while there I was posting negative comments about former blog member David, who just happens to have been my best friend for the past 7 years. If I can post about him, I can sure as hell post about you, BS. Tomorrow is Wednesday. It's prime "hang out with LF" time. Lots of racquetball planned.
Tuesday Afternoon Edition Blogathon 2002 This post is a response to Brian's post on Randomness. I have posted with a white font so the wording will not show (or show very badly) against the background. This way, if you don't want to hear it, or you just don't want to know, you won't read this. If you feel like it, highlight the text between the stars. Thank you. *****Oh BS, oh BS. How full of shit you are. Gut issue. I stated a fact about the hanging. I also stated that I have the same gut, but I (normally) hide mine. I was weaing sweats, not boxers, and unlike you, I wasn't parading out in public, I was in the place where I live, attempting to have a private conversation with my friend before you barged in. Oh, and I said big fat, not insanely large. I'm not attacking your weight, as I posted about myself, I have the weight too. I was your choice of clothing in public. And I may weigh more than you, but not by much, I am told. You may wear a size less than me, but it also doesn't fit you. Plus I'm taller. If you are going to complain, fine. But use the facts. I hate to remind you, but your Randomness pals read this page too, so now they get the straight truth instead of your slanted tales. As far as the car. Maybe your test drive didn't go as I posted it. I admit that. I only reitereated what your GIRLFRIEND told me. If she lied to me, talk to her. If you told her that story for fun, yell at yourself. It's amusing how you state that "I?m being nice. I don?t plan to use a website to proclaim to the world how ugly or unsightly people are. This is a format where none of that really matters." Right after you proclaim to the world how unsightly I am.*****
Tuesday Morning Edition Blogathon 2002 Happy 57th to my father, who doesn't surf the web or even know about this page! Wanted to apologize to Brianne. I wasn't trying to badmouth or anything, and I kinda figured she had her reasons. Heck, the reason I stopped replying to their comments was the same as the reason she gave; It will allow their inane stupidity to continue. Better to just let it die and move on. I just don't want Binya to think I was being negative towards her in any way. (After all, I may want to eat at Mac Grill someday, and I'd like to come out of that experience ALIVE........) :-) Hung out with Dad a few hours today. All back and forth bs'ing about each other's lives and the stupid people that surround us. It's amazing how much my attitude towards the world reflects his. Decided on going out to celebrate next week or so, as he is plenty busy these days...... Slept a lot come 3 p.m. was out till 9, but stayed in bed till quarter to ten. Have been invited and added as a poster to banshee wailings (see side-bar link) and made my first post today which summarily was ignored by EVERYBODY. But I don't care. It was completely off the wall and opposite of the way I post here. If people want to read about my lame-ass life they can come here to do it. No sense in screwing with another page in the same way. And we have just a bit over 4 days until blogathon begins. I think my posts at banshee this week are a sort of test to see how these people react to me since these are the same people attached to our blogathon site. So far, no good. But hey, I'm new at this. System of A Down - Psycho / Puddle of Mudd - Control Quote of the Moment "If you can't stand the topic, close out the page." Monday, July 22, 2002
It's not that I wasn't backing you up, Keith. It's just that when stupid ass anonymous posters join sides with my at times jerky ex-boyfriend, there's no need for me to say anything... saying anything will just have their inane stupidity continue.
As with the comment from the "Great White Cracker" last week. It's useless to say anything and give them the satisfaction of thinking their stupidity has any effect on my feelings or my life in general. Life is calming down. Kinda. My nervous breakdowns have subsided, and I have a clarity (of some sort) for school this semester. Now I just have to get through the semester (which should be interesting, since on top of my responsibilities, I've decided to copy-edit for the Montclarion). Less than two weeks until the Basement Players' show. Am I nervous? Yes. This is the first time in 5 years I'll be singing... alone... on stage. I'm just hoping I don't choke... especially since I'm going to miss all of production week - I'll have the dress rehearsal and that's it. Next Friday we open. And I don't think any of my "friends" are going to come. I mean, Jim'll be there both nights, but the rest of my so-called friends? Who knows. People change. I know that. And finally... FINALLY, I find someone who makes me incredibly happy and treats me like gold... the person I've discussed spending the rest of my life with... and they could care less. Y'know, and you try to mend things, by inviting them to a party so you can start to maybe mend bridges... and what happens? They say they're not going. And then, weeks later, they attack you for not asking WHY they can't go. :::sigh::: Awhile ago, at my friend Sica's bbq, I had discussed with my friend Molly from HS how friendships get fucked up... and sometimes you fight for them and sometimes... well, you don't. At the time we were disucssing this girl Tonia I was friends with through high school and then had a (really ugly) falling out with... and at some point you realize no matter how hard you try, they'll never let things be the way they were. So you stop fighting. Is it for the best? Who knows. But maybe that's energy better directed somewhere else. Sorry, I'm rambling. See? I get started and never stop. Anyway, I need to go shower and stuff. 'Til next time, all... Administrators note: Never a rambler be!! Talk and the world (well, at least me) will listen! I left 2 comments, check 'em out and tell me whatever. Great to hear from you!
Monday Morning Edition Blogathon 2002 Some strange Eminem song is playing on K-Rock......"I'm sorry Momma, I never meant to hurt you...." Weird. On the upside, instead of the Buzz tonight they played the ENTIRE new Linkin Park CD, Reanimation. Some sound good, some suck, as with any album. But I'll still buy it. Got to have a chat with amanda today. And she started it!! HAHAHAH...... Anyways. We discussed the saving of the blogathon site by her setting up a donation. So, on behalf of my "company" Aldazar, I added a second donation. She has asked that others involved donate as well, but we shall see. In amusing news, I was informed today that BS ran into a brick wall while trying to purchase his brand new Mustang. Almost literally. The fact is he can't drive stick, and the dealer told him not only was he not allowed to test drive anything else on the lot, he will not be allowed to BUY the car unless he takes driving lessons. Man, that is funny shit. I mean, I can't drive stick either, but I know better than to go to a dealer and make an ass out of myself in front of them while potentially ruining a brand new car on the lot. In related news, BS is all pissy about the fact that I speak of him at all in my posts, stating that he stopped doing that awhile ago. While that may be true, I am following the same frame as him, starting my blogging experience by including things about other people that have nothing to do with me. Though I feel I am different since I'll tell everyone about my own fuck-ups as well as his, whereas he just ripped on me when he felt like it. I can best express this by restating my main page text as well as remembering something I read in binya's archives. This is here for me to write what I want about who I want when I want. Though more than I can post here, I am really the only one who does, and until more people decide they want to blog with me this is essentially a personal journal. If you do not like or agree with what I write, you can either make a comment telling me as such, email me the same thing, or piss off. Whatever floats your boat. Amanda reads my stuff occasionally, and she has commented on the things that pertains to her in some way, while ignoring everything else. That's the way it should be. Off the Paved Road is the same. It is Brianne's "journal" and should be filled with whatever she feels like posting, if she posts anything at all. Comments like the ones left by the anonymous guy and Dave that day are not necessary, which is why I tried to defend her. I was summarily told off by both of them (sort of) and upon no support from binya herself gave up my efforts. I already tried the back and forth, which ended up as the War of the Blogs. Not going there again. This isn't a tell all site. There's no need for that. I try to focus on things that pertain to me in one way or the other. The "obsessive" blogging about LF pertains to me. She is still a big part of my life at this point and will remain that way until one or both of us finally moves. It's just the way shit is when you all live together. I've tried to become less obsessive lately and focused on facts. (Yes, there was the gut talk thing) It's simply a lack of options. I don't really talk to, well, anybody. I'm not a social kind of guy, I can be, but I don't go looking for it. Obviously, looking at these other group blogs, if I had more people to bs with, I'd probably be more involved in convo. with them to really mention the stuff I go on (and onandonandonandon) about now. And then blahblah blah yadda yaddablah. And that's all I have to say about that. And here I am back where I started. What else to say? Work, nice and boring. GM is leaving, WOOHOO! Tuesday Dad is like 57 I think. Damned is he old. I see him today. I have to get a pic or three and start a family page on keithmeehan. Anyhoody. I have been considering purchasing complaintsandgrievances.com/.net/.org, one of those, and just bouncing it off currently owned space. Not to say that my blogging is such a huge thing, but I like easy domains. That whole keithmeehan.com/~ranting/blahblahblah is tough to remember. What say the general populous? Man, I think I need a Survey script. I may edit some of this off later. I don't want to censor myself, but I may have droned on a bit...... Incubus - Warning / Everlast - What It's Like Papa Roach - She Loves Me Not / NIN - Closer Sunday, July 21, 2002
Sunday Morning Edition Blogathon 2002 Got like 6 hours and back to work.....Woke up at 6:30, decided to start laundry since I need my work stuff clean for tonight......After that popped online to check out what was up, found I I left a couple mistakes on my blogathon template.....Fixed that up really nice, and then went to town on my page, giving it a slight makeover courtesy of my work on said blogathon page. I now have backgrounds specifically made for the page AND the posts (Check it out, pilgrim).....I opted not to do anything too fancy, as people don't come here for the sights. As usual all comments may be sent here. Saturday, July 20, 2002
Saturday Night Edition Blogathon 2002 Ok, now that it's been a couple of days. The majority of my time between Friday morning and about 20 minutes ago has been spent creating a template for amanda's blogathon page. I think it turned out well, and may use it for my next redesign of Complaints & Grievances. Blogathon is one week from today, but it looks like we won't truly be involved. See my post from 10 minutes ago to see my explanation. It's really too bad. Though the shelter is a worthy cause, I was in it for the possibility of meeting new people online that maybe I could get to know a bit and generally chat with. Possibly add a few more team members here for random posts, who knows. I know I was not invited to any of their big post sites, but I didn't expect to be nor does it truly matter. Though I may have enjoyed it........ Quick rundown of: **Friday** Work annoyed me, for no particular reason, so I just didn't get around to posting. In all honesty, I spent the majority of the night reading through binya's archives, checking out the backstory. This was spurred by a comment made to her stating how "not fun" the site is these days, as she is having personal issues which she stated herself. I defended her, then got told off, then decided to see for myself what it was all about. Boy, was there a whole lot of posting then. In 3 hours I barely got from May 2001 to late August/early September 2001. After work I got to run home to begin my weekend of relaxing, video games, and webpage creation. I bounced around through those things till noon, then crashed for the rest of the day, stirring slightly when the power kicked off and when LF stopped home the two times. Woke up for 8-ish. LF got in around 9:30, mentioning that BS was still around and she would let me know when he left. She also mentioned how great Road to Perdition was. That's when I kicked her out. Remember Wednesday? I get stuck seeing Croc Hunter, with the notion of Stuart Little 2 next week, while he gets to take her to decent flicks. Fucking shit. Come 1 am I still hadn't heard anything and investigated to find out he had left at some point and she had fallen asleep. So down went the mattress in my room for a night of trying to sleep while the dog wants to play. Quick rundown of: **Saturday** Wake up for 7, get LF up at 8:15. We chat briefly, she has to head downstairs for a few, so I wait in her room. Finally she comes back upstairs, walks in the door, and the first thing I hear is "Brian's here". (Biggest problem here is, in the almost 2 years they have been back together, she has always worked Saturdays. Not once has he EVER come over in the morning, hell he only called twice, assuming someone else would get her to work, namely me. Now the first week she has a car and BAM, he's here. WTF??) So I get up to go, only to be blocked by a big fat gut wearing a shirt 1-2 sizes to small, since it's stretched and the bottom of his gut is hanging out the bottom of the shirt. Oh yeah, I got the gut too, but my shirts fit me...... So she goes to work, he goes home, I go shopping. Then I try to work on webpages, but my internet died, so I shut everything down and went to relax and play games for a few hours. Started up again at 6 and finally finished at 11. What a fucking day. Well, it's been a long ass day and it's time to sleep again. Yeah, I may be sleeping a lot on the weekends, but I lose so much sleep during the week. Night hours can blow sometimes. Night all. Comments from Off the Paved Road: ?? - "Keith~you kiss so much ass." Me - "Thank you. I try." Friday, July 19, 2002
Friday Morning Edition Blogathon 2002 Don't feel like doing this now. I'll pop-up a post during the day today. Thursday, July 18, 2002
Morning Edition Blogathon 2002 It seems that I have been brought into a group blog for the Blogathon. cashmerewhore of cashmerewhore.com has decided to start up a brand new blog, found here for the sole purpose of this day-o-blogging. The majority of this new blog team seems to be hailing from 20 somethings and banshee wailings, with the obvious exception of........ME!!!! She left this post on both sites; "okay everybody, i'm working with KM of complaints & grievances to do blogathon. we need lots of people to help with this. basically, on july 27th (saturday) somebody has to post every half-hour for 24 hours. the more people willing to partake in this, the easier it will be. i will set up the site on my domain (it will be http://cashmerewhore.com/blogathon). please drop me a line if you are interested." Now I do appreciate both the nod and the link, but I have to be honest.....so far I haven't done a damned thing to help set this up. If I was asked to do something I would, but thus far I haven't. It's ok, though......I'm lazy. I may actually get to cyber-meet some new people with this, maybe have some conversation. Or everyone else will converse and I will occasionally inject a random comment pertaining to absolutely nothing. My only problem? this thing says you have to post once every half-hour for 24 hours straight. From 9 am the 27th till 9 am the 28th. Why do I get the feeling I am going to get stuck with the night shift of the AM hours the 28th? Maybe because I work overnights? Ugh. We shall see how this all plays out. Now I know most people have seen 6 am as the start/end time. I doubt I am the only one that has noticed this, but I'll mention it anyaway, to be safe. The Blogathon site says 6 am Pacific time, so for people in Jersey and such (say me and Brianne, at the least) we are in Eastern, which as near as I remember is 3 hours ahead of Pac. Which means we go 9 to 9, right? Ok. That's the blogathon portion of my rant today. Now the LF part. Still sick, but better enough to go out to the movies. Took her little car, I drove for 5 minutes before submitting to the cramped interior. But at least she has A/C. Went to go see Croc Hunter. Basic rundown; Ever see the show? Then you've seen the movie. Moving on. Run a couple errands, get home, I install my sound card and vid card drivers (after 5 days, whoops) and we watch Mr Deeds on my PC. Wicked awesome. She is even more sick now. We lay down, within a 10 minute span she has run down to.....well.....twice. She seems to be doing really bad, like Tuesday when she dumped on work. Must not have been that bad though, since she decided to go out to BS's tonight. Bitch slapping will ensue in the morning. I can't stand it when she gets me worried about her health by acting all sickly and then she runs off first chance she gets, showing she really wasn't all that bad. She just knows BS won't show her as much caring as I will. I have too many faults in that area it seems. Thanks to Off the Paved Road for the coding to change my scrollbar. Ozzy - Down to Earth Quote of the Moment Croc Hunter: Collision Course Steve Irwin (Once every 2 minutes) - "Crikey!" (or) "mate" (referring to his wife) Wednesday, July 17, 2002
Wednesday Morning Edition Blogathon 2002 Yeah, amanda. I'd like to participate in this blogathon in some way. Let's try to work something out on this. I must agree with the LiveJournal user I got this survey off of. I rarely do surveys myself, but a music one is very cool. I personally omitted a few of these. Thanks go to Jake. reminds you of an ex-lover: N.I.B. - Black Sabbath - Song of the relationship. reminds you of an ex-friend: Fuck Off - Kid Rock, Eminem - This rare track sums up how I feel... makes you cry: It's the End of the World - ?? - from ID4 - This choice is time sensitive, a big song when fights with LF got really bad. makes you laugh: Asshole - Dennis Leary makes you wanna dance: I Like to Move It (Clean Ver) - Reel to Reel - A high school/friend thing. David's fault. makes you wanna sing: Meatloaf - I Would Do Anything For Love - Easy for my choir trained voice to go with. reminds you of the one you love: You Don't Love Me Anymore - "Weird" Al Yankovic - No current love, have to look at past. you never want to hear again: Nelly - It's Getting Hot In Here - Same as Jake's, but I know the artist/title. sums up your teenage years: Eagles - Wasted Time you like to wake up to: Aerosmith (Original Ver) - Dream On - Tyler should have left this alone. Original was the shit. you like out of your parents record collection: Eagles - best band ever for me. Always liked them. you love that you wouldn't know about if it wasn't for a friend: Christ, almost half my music came from a friend. you love the video more than the tune: Weapon of Choice - Fatboy Slim reminds you of your first crush: Nine Inch Nails - Closer - This is most guys first crush soneg, you know "I wanna fuck you like an animal". you love which is from your favourite movie: Blame Canada - SouthPark: Bigger, Longer, and Uncut - This song almost got an Oscar. It should have won, but the judges had no balls. Robin Williams did a good job performing it live. makes you think of sex: Hmmm...NIN - Closer, Boyz 2 Men - I'll Make Love To You, Dave Matthews?? - Crash. To add to my WWE talk from yesterday. The Smackdown "GM" was revealed as Stephanie McMahon, the worst possible choice. Of all the McMahon's, the only one that should ever be allowed airtime these days is Shane. Vince is too old and way past the prime of Vinny Mac. the evil wrestling dictator. Linda is boring, and Stephanie is way too annoying. She is only good for showing off her new titties. Shane has in-ring ability, willingness to take some nasty bumps, and is good on the mike. The new GM shouldn't have been a McMahon at all, rather have Piper, Foley, of Michaels take the role. LF is sick. Very sick. Sick enough that she told her job to shove it and went home early. She still wants to hang out tomorrow, but I'm not pushing anything. She wants to go see either Road to Perdition or Croc Hunter in the theater if we go out, or watch Mr Deeds at home. Something like that. But then she wants me to go with her to watch Stuart Little 2 next week! AAAHHHHHH! Puddle of Mudd - Come Clean / Incubus - Morning View Tuesday, July 16, 2002
Tuesday Morning Edition Blogathon 2002 I have added a couple of links to the Blogathon webpage. This seems like a very worthwhile event which I would consider joining except I know something would make sure I wouldn't have gotten every half hour covered, and my team isn't big enough to go that route, so too bad. But others should definetly join up with this. This was a nice day consisting of a whole lot of sleep. After being up for over 24 hours (sort of) I needed it. I say sort of for 2 reasons. The first is the fact that I did get some rest on and off overnight at work. The second is the fact that although I got my work done, I can't remember actually doing most of it. Sheer repitition is the only way I could have possibly made it, since I distinctly remember not remembering how I got some of my stuff done. The morning was amusing, as I had to help LF find out how to open the hood of her car. She was tossing her "crate of car stuff" in her trunk, and she saw she had a bottle of oil treatment from her last car. She tried giving it top me, but I already had one. Plus BS had gotten the oil changed (at Avis Lube on Route 23, a shitty place for that, last time I went there I had to add oil within 2 weeks) and she needed the treatment for herself. Yes, yes, I use a bunch of those things. Oil treatment or extender, fuel system treatment (the full on kind, costs $15 bucks but cleans EVERY thing) all that stuff. I guess it works, as I have never had any problems with those systems. Personally, I like burning out transmissions. Got to argue the finer points of LF's b-day with her this morning. It was the same stuff I posted on here before. Would like to take her out, but don't want to make plans for fear that BS will take off of work and say he wants to take her out, then she tells me tough luck. Reminded her of that today, since she mentioned that he asked her to take off of work on her b-day. She doesn't want to; hell, she never has. I know I never asked her because she doesn't want to use her vacation days and personal days and that stuff unless she has to. She told me that she told him no. Then I threw out my story, and she told me she would like to do something with me. She also authorized me to write this on this page. For BS: Don't bother taking off work for the day after her b-day, that Wednesday, because I am going to take her out, so screw off!! I was thrilled she told me to say that. I doubt she meant it, but it was still cool. Robin Williams did his Live from Broadway show for HBO Sunday. God what I would have done to be there live. I watched most of it on HBO plus taped it. It was hilarious. RAW was live from Continental Airlines Arena last night. I would have loved to be there too. They do a hell of a job when they come to Jersey. The matches, like anything else, are so-so, but they seem to try to do something special for us. This time out, we get the end of the nWo (thank god, but what about Shawn Michaels?) and the introduction of Eric Bischoff, the ex-Pres of WCW and the new "General Manger" of RAW. Maybe WWE can get themselves back in order. The CD's came in today. My Van Halen CD is the only one with a damned "Mfg for BMG" stamp on it. Guess it was too old. And of course I forgot them at home; I really wanted to start listening to them on the truck rides. Damn. All for now. N.E.R.D. - Rock Star / Weezer - Buddy Holly Monday, July 15, 2002
Monday Morning Edition Ah it's back to hell for me. The work week has begun again and it is as worthless as I remember it. I've been awake since 8 a.m. Sunday morning. Another 24 hour ramp for me. I hate it when I do that. Thank goodness for the regular eight hour day, which really becomes 9.5 or more with driving, so I can go home to sleep. LF finally has her car, and as any other time when sppace is needed for another vehicle, the first thing everyone does is come crying and bitching and moaning to me to move my truck so we can all fit. No one bothers to mention shit to LF's brother, who is taking up three worthwhile spaces. One with his stripped and gutted Mustang which he wil never, and I mean EVER, put back together. The second, right next to it, is his broken down crap-assed truck that works for a month at a time and then decides to take 4 months off. Just like him, but he takes 6 months easy. Those are the two best spaces in the yard, as they are the car port spaces. But since he's an asshole and all-around pile of shit, he gets to do whatever he wants. The third is his Grandfather's car, which he drives around illegally (due to insurance reasons) and is in and out of the driveway at all hours. This leaves the area opposite the driveway, which can technically hold three vehicles but to do so and allow everyone to be able to actually enter and exit those vehicles, very anal parking must ensue. Then the "top area", which could hold up to three, but only allows 2 to go in and out. LF's mom, her brother, and I dealt with it all quite well, trading off two lower spaces and an upper. Then BS would use the other upper when he visited. Now, however, we have to deal with LF, her mom, her brother, and me on a regular basis, plus whenever BS decides he wants to pop by. Don't forget LF's bro's friends, and if David and I start hanging out again, and we have parking lot hell. All thanks to Ray and his selfishness. Hart's War bit ass. If anyone watched the trailer, don't watch this movie. It is SO not what the trailer makes you expect. Let me simplify it......Willis is not even Hart. Computer has been formatted and...........runs even slower now!!! I may just leave everything backed up, run my own format c: instead of allowing XP to do it, and then reinstall, one more time. I hate this shit. I slept maybe a quarter of the night. This is evident to me as I started this post at 12:00 a.m. and am finishing it around 7:20. I just got done with work and it's time to go home and get some sleep. I'm tired as......... ::Loud CRASH heard as head hits the keyboard, loud snoring ensues:: Saturday, July 13, 2002
Saturday Evening Edition Out of order here.......BS posted a comment on my last post; "Funny how you say that u figured out I posted that by claiming you are technically inclined... no matter- I thought it was kinda funny. Laurel mentioned it to me and thought it was funny. She also mentioned that you were trying to track who posted it and could not figure it out. She laughed awful hard when I told her it was my comment." My reply to that; "Yeah right. Off the Paved Road lists the IP addys of every commenter, and YAACS shows them for me here, too. Not to difficult to match up IP's. It wasn't that I COULDN'T figure it out, just that I DIDN'T CARE." Seriously. After all the crap I dealt with from his Randomness pals, and this jackoff has to try to berate me on my site? What I actually had told Laurel was that I had no idea who had posted that comment, but I thought it was funny as hell. I also stated that I could use IP addy's that are on the comments between here, Off the Paved Road, Randomness, and a few other spots and I would most likely figure it out. But I really didn't care. Leave it to LF to turn this shit into some stupid not-quite-a-problem. Other than that it's been a regular boring ass day. Got Ferris Bueller's Day Off on DVD. It's such a kick-ass movie. Rented Hart's War.....not a clue how it is yet, still have to watch it. Caught some of Diary of Adam Sandler: Enter the Sandman. My idol of a rich man. Still as normal (as normal as Sandler can be) and laid back as any regular guy. Mr Deeds just shows the same type of personality Sandler has in real life just jacked up some. Man I'm tired. Time for sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeepppp. *Snores* Friday, July 12, 2002
Friday Late Night Edition Yeah work sucked...... David has stuck with his apology to this point, though we have yet to see the beginnings of new talks...... The comment by Random Girl of "I saw BS headed to Kalamazoo" was quite funny, but more funny now that I figured out (due to the wonder of IP) that BS left that comment himself.......... Most of today was spent doing nothing, followed by more nothing, briefly interrupted by a period of sleep, to be followed by shopping and watching Mr. Deeds on my PC...... LF and BS went to see Reign of Fire.........current tales of LF REALLY not wanting to go......movie review by LF; "It sucked"......... Update on the dog....he got to Iceland......was headed to Ireland but got the spelling slightly wrong........now trying to figure out why Iceland is green......heading to Greenland next...... Time for bed........
Friday Morning Edition At 1:40 a.m. I am prepared to commit suicide based on my really crappy introduction to this work day. Then I realized you all were not getting off that easy. I get here only to be shown the possibility of mistakes, which were mistakes, and then led to me finding a slew of other mistakes. If I had found this stuff on my own during the audit, I probably would have given up on this job, gotten up, and walked out. For the next 2 hours I did nothing but this shitty paperwork, taking the first hour and a half to force the afternoon shift person who made all these mistakes to do the work to fix them. Then the next half hour after she left was spent going through this mess of paperwork making sure I had everything I needed from this adventure, which I didn't so I had to do even more paperwork. What a godforsaken mess. Where I have been done with the majority of my work by 1:00 the last few nights, it is a quarter to 2 and I am lucky I'm started. Spent most of the morning warring through emails with David, coming to an abrupt semi-resolution. Most of it was no surprise. I made my points, then he made his points and trashed my points, then I made new points and trashed his points, then he made his points and trashed my points, then I made new points and trashed his points, then he made his points and trashed my points, then he told me I was right, apologized, and asked me to forgive him. Needless to say, I am really lost right now. I attempted to talk to him over AIM at night but was ignored, so I doubt that this is ended, it may have just been his way to not talk about it anymore. Ugh. It's 5 a.m. now. I finished my majority around 3. Checked out L.A. Confidential on TNT for a bit. Decided for the 50th time tonight that I hate people as a whole, though the person can be a bit more amiable. This weekend will look to see the newest incarnation of "format C:" as I clear off the new PC and reinstall Win XP for the third time. God I hate that shit. If Microsoft could ever come up with a fully working OS, I think I'd have a heart attack and die. The programs I will have to reinstall, the preferences to be fixed. God what a pain in the ass. But between that and watching the downloaded movies I need to catch up on (I'm back by 4 now) it will keep me busy. What I need to do is go to the Macaroni Grill and annoy Brianne. Now that's living!! Offspring - Self-Esteem / Alien Ant Farm - Smooth Criminal Hoobastank - Crawling in the Dark / Offspring - Keep em Separated Words to live by Kiss as little ass as possible, and tell everyone else to fuck themselves. Thursday, July 11, 2002
Thursday Morning 2nd Edition To update: I emailed David last night to all three of his email accounts in hope to get some idea of what is going on. Apparantly my efforts to calm MC down that evening were looked upon as an act of betrayal. In some way I have manged to piss off the self-proclaimed god of the IO-Sphere Universe and brought down his mighty wrath of mis-spelled words and bad grammar. He has taken a simple show of friendship and turned it into the equivalent of Judas betraying Christ. I have one time too many told him what I think of his relationship with MC in 10 vulgar words or less, right after he asked me to tell him what I thought of his relationship, which is usually right after he has spent 10 minutes to a half-hour badmouthing her. But I did something wrong. But that's all well and good. That just means I'll have to be a real asshole from now on. In high school I try to be nice and helpful to our group of friends, I become the outcast, as a guy who lies about his entire life to look cool is welcomed with open arms.....right after he admits he lied his ass off. I attempt to be a decent, kind-hearted individual to my ex-girlfriend, only to keep getting shafted, and not in a good way. Then over all this time I try to open up to this friend. To be there for him when I think he is going through a rough time, only to find out later he was conning me. To be there for him more when the shit gets worse, only to find out later that it, too, was a con. To help him in his relationship problems to date for the last 3 years when I was aked to, only to get told I am interfering. I can't win. I try to be nice, I get fucked over. It sucks. And that makes my new Question for the time being: At what point do you stop treating others the way you want to be treated and start treating them as they treat you? Post your answers or email them. Whatever works.
Thursday Morning Edition Let me begin by thanking both Sam and Brianne for posting. I appreciate the show of support for my little uninvolved blog. And as I am sure you guessed, Sam, I don't really hate you. Well, there was that one time, at band camp......... But semi-seriously. Brianne has shocked me not only by posting here, but posting stuff that would normally (I think) be limited to Off the Paved Road and her LiveJournal, and haven't even made it there yet (as of 1:30 a.m.). I am honored. As of this posting I have updated my template to include the first ever header pic for this blog. It was thrown together on a half-way working PC in about 15 minutes, but I like it for it's simplicity and it is better than the text, I think. Comments and so on are appreciated as always..... David has seemingly removed himself from the blog team, a further sign of his apathy towards me at this point. Very upsetting to see a friendship of 7 years end on what seems to be the most pathetic of points, assuming there was a point at all. Just curious.....Sam, answer in a comment.....When did you see BS? Whoops. Did some surfing and found I was wrong. The Brianne post here was copied and pasted from 20somethings blog site. I cried. For all of a second and then I realized it didn't matter. Then again I realized it didn't matter before I began writing this blog. Hmmm..... Considering how little my team actually posts here, I have two things. First off, if for some strange reason ANYONE wants to join this blog site please send an email here. Second, my question will have to be the Question for the time being. That question is; After viewing all the different blog sites linked around by each other, can anyone come up with a question that hasn't been asked 18 times already? Administrators Note: I went back to 20somethings Friday morning and that post had disappeared. I would hope that my she did not remove it from that site based on my statement of how I was sad that the post was copied from there to here. As I stated after that, I really could care less if it had been posted in 8 different blogs, I was just thrilled I got "a piece of the action" as well. RHCP - By the Way / Linkin Park - In the End
So sleepy.
Things of interest... even when I don't show up to work and try to get fired, not only do I *not* get fired, no one yells at me or mentions it.... at all. Lord I hate that store. Spent many hours cleaning the room today. Well, actually Jim cleaned and I followed him around saying "trash" "not trash" and picking up the random bit of change off the floor. So sleepy. And I don't have a bed to sleep in. Not even a futon. Guess who's sleeping on the loveseat in the living room tonight... :::yawn::: Don't wanna go to work tomorrow. Boo. At least I get to go see my friend Amanda's show over at Willie P. And then Friday when work is done for the night, Jim and I leave for Brick for the weekend. Hm, maybe we'll actually venture out into the sunlight this weekend, and people will actually *think* I went down the shore. Eh. Highly unlikely. All for now kids.
OH!! And I forgot to mention, I saw BS at a diner tonight... I'm not sure if this is exciting or not, but it's news and I'm guessing BS reads here from time to time, so "HI!".
This title intentionally left blankThis subtitle intentionally left blank Arg, ok, so here is a post from Sam to satisfy one headached-sleepy Keith. Well, there's nothing much to say right now. I went out for a cup of coffee with a friend tonight and we talked about Glen Gould and Bach and how fun it is to sing along with Glen as he sings along with himself. I was told to go watch 32 Short Films which is a piece about Glen Gould. I have to go find this flick some place. In other news, I'm in a precarious position regarding a chess game I'm playing via email with a former college classmate. There was a very unhappy point in the last few weeks (which, of course, I won't discuss (no, it has nothing to do with DM (Dave M., not Danger Mouse) or his tasty hotdogs). Anyway, the unhappy point made me lose interest in the game for about 3 moves, resulting in my opponent getting a very nice center position on my side of the board, but with only a few pawns, a knight, and his queen. I'm now a bit more functional, emotionally, so I can think about the game a bit more deeply and am now trying to route him and start gettting in a better position. I took a bit of a chance tonight instead of picking up some positional advantages with a bishop, I cheap-shotted my oponent by taking an exposed pawn. Hopefully this will distract/enrage him away from where he is focusing his movements... it's a bit of a gamble... we'll see what happens... I'm such a lousy chess player. Well, that's about all from me... I'm getting a bit sleepy and should get to bed soon. Well, off I go, good night all!!! Wednesday, July 10, 2002
Wednesday Edition Just got in from my day out with LF. Now that David has gone and disappeared on me for the time being, I am left with one whole tagible "friend" to get to go out with once in a while. Won't bother with details this time. Had lunch, saw Minority Report (take that, BS) and got home. On the upside LF found out today that her insurance will be nearly as low as mine thanks to me putting her on my policy. Originally they were just using my policy to springboard her own, which is why the rate was going to be high. But they changed that and just added her to my policy completely for the time being, giving her a low monthly payment. She came in here thanking me profusely and kissing my feet when she found out. HAHAHAHA!!!! I am God here!! Ok, so I'm not, but it sounded good at the time. All the BS's family are all annoyed that she is on my policy. They feel she shouldn't have anything to do with me ever again. Maybe that has something to do with how the two of them got back together over my trampled love life after they started hanging out again? Hmmmmm?!? Found an extended version of Brianne's rant of me on her livejournal page. Nothing like the same person bashing me three different ways on three separate personal blogs. The viewpoints range from limited to full out explanations. Good stuff there. Talked to Brianne today briefly for the first time ever. I approached the situation with caution, not knowing where I may stand. I was given clearance to speak and was assured that I wouldn't be hunted down like a dirty dog and have my nuts chopped off. *Phew* Tine to sleep the sleep of the tired and headached. Whatever that means.
Wednesday Morning Edition I hate you Sam. Why can't you post? If I wanted a personal journal site I would have made one. Instead I make a blog for others and I am the only one who bothers posting.....EVER!! Fine. Forget you all. Me and the purple tap-dancing dinosaur are going to lunch at Star Lake Lodge. ***** So LF is finally supposed to get the car today. And again it is taken away. BS's pain in the ass mother has decided that BS needs to keep the car for the rest of the week, at the least. The problem with this is not only is he now driving a car that is owned and registered to LF, the damn thing is under MY FUCKING INSURANCE POLICY!!! Needless to say I was not happy when LF told me this at 11:30 p.m. AT this point if something happens to that vehicle while he is driving it is going to reflect on her and me, and then we are going to have some problems. Tomorrow is the ever important Wednesday. Thanks to her affliction, going out anywhere is a remote possibiliy, o lucky me. Which means I will probably be stuck sitting in my room staring at my PC screen while watching Minority Report, which I just downloaded. That sounds like a regular day to me. Fuckshitbitchhodamn. ***** My PC is all sorts of fucked up. It is time to format. I have begun backing up, which is easier these days thanks to the other PC on the network. RHCP - Give It Away / Strokes - Last Night Words to Live By You will never be behind your enemy if your enemy is your behind. Tuesday, July 09, 2002
Tuesday Morning Edition Oh what a wonderful day. Sam, Sam, Sam. Though I am happy to know you at least visit this site somewhat consistently, it would be good If you could post something. Like your comment on my post from Sunday. That could have been a post. While it is true you don't want to discuss your life and you never really did, that doesn't mean you can't post anything else. The majority of conversations you had that I was involved in are usually based on some off-beat topic of no particular importance other than we felt like discussing it at that time. To you I quote, "We are the prep cooks who say Ni !!" So BS is getting a Mustang. And a new red Mustang at that. First off, the insurance is crazy nuts. Second, I hope you don't think that a new Mustang is manly. New Mustangs, though they are still Ford power machines, are too little power and too much sport. They are the gay man's Mustang. That's one of the main reasons I want an old school Mustang, preferably mid-to-late 60's vintage. Now those were manly muscle cars. ***** LF still sick today. Called out of work and called the doctor. Basically if it's worse go to the hospital for a Cortizone shot. So she got some sleep and then it was off to get the car stuff done. First to Allstate for insurance. They don't like her no more so she can apply for insurance and maybe get it in a month from now. HAHAHAHAHA!!!!! So as usual it is up to me to step in. I add her and the car to my policy so she can have insurance immediately. Upside is she should be able to "spin-off" (what is this, a hit TV series) and get her own easier. Downside is that she will be paying double to triple what I pay now, thanks to her lapse in insured time. That's funny considering..... Finally that's done and we go to Oakland DMV to get the title and registration. I get on line as she fills out the registration application to save time. Waiting for an hour, then we out. Over to the KFC / Taco Bell combo for lunch. A couple toys for JD next door and then time to go home. Get home and split up, she needs to cool down the rash and I need to sort my mail. Find a thing for BMG and free music, I say "What the shit" and start picking CD's. Again being nice, I decide to offer LF a few choices so she can get a few CD's she may have been interested in but not wanted to waste monye on. CD's are expensive as hell. I was so in shock, as she was on the phone with BS. I went to relax while I waited for her to be done. She came in freaking out figuring I was totally pissed, which I wasn't. But I played it like I was to see what would happen. She asked me to come in her room where it was cool and I said no. I was going to say that I wanted to have her go with me in my room for the CD's but she didn't give me the chance and walked out. I followed into her room and bitched her out telling her about the CD's and she apologized. We went and did that and then went to sleep. It was about 4:30. I woke up at 9:30 when she let me know she was going to take her oatmeal bath and BS was bringing the car. She told me he would probably still be here when I was on my way out, so she would call me at work. She did and it turned out his mom wouldn't let him drop the car off and he had to take it home. Was she pissed! I, on the other hand, laughed my ass off.***** So in all this time they STILL haven't seen Minority Report and LF is all pissy about it, so she and I are going Wednesday. But hey, Lilo and Stitch was a funny movie I'm told....... As people can tell, I have added a slight wrestling theme to this page for fun. As a matter of fact I am working with pictures of the title belts for both the header and main background. Most of the blog sites I have visited have some type of personalized and interesting way of stating who posted and comments. I hav seen the old addage of "2 cents", "screamed by", "static", and one of my favorites, "Have a library card?" "Well, it doesn't make you fucking Yoda....". I had started by using my wrestling character name of Phoenix in my nickname, "The Phoenix Has Risen". Then "Chokeslammed;" took over "Posted by" and "Cut a Promo" took over "Complaints and Grievances" or "Comments". I really think "Complaints and Grievances" is going to be my new title. I hope everything is ok with Brianne. Haven't seen anything new up since she said something was wrong and I worry, though I really don't know her at all. It's in my nature. Drowning Pool - Bodies / Green Day - Desensitize Staind - It's Been Awhile / P.O.D. - Boom White Stripes - Fell In Love With A Girl Quote of the Moment Star Lake Lodge, anytime Sam - "We are the prep cooks who say....NI !!" Various Prep cooks - "Ni! Ni! Ni! Ni!" Monday, July 08, 2002
Monday Morning Edition Quick rundown of: **Rest of Sunday** Hmm. To think about it not too much happened. I had lay down to get some sleep after I set up my second load of laundry. LF got in around 10 after 6 and stopped upstairs long enough to see how I was and proclaim her leaving. I just wanted sleep. Then around 25 after, her mom called to complain that whoever did wash (me) had allowed the water to flood the heater room. Remember when I said I set up for the washer to get fixed? This is why. The washer will not shut off the hot water when it is sone with it, so it just keeps going. The water had been overflowing for well over an hour. Now I needed my sleep and when her own son does this she always cleans it up herself and he just laughs in her face even though he is a lazy asshole and just lounges around the house or dicks around with his buddies. He takes up a shitload of space inside and around the outside of the house but never does anything to contribute. So I figured "Fuck her, I need sleep" and passed out again not to be bothered by her again. Then LF comes home from BS around the time I am going to leave for work and she is totally fucked up. She is still itching with the rash plus now she has pain and she is cold and hot at the same time. She is crying in bed just trying to fall asleep and I have no idea what is happening. Work is the same shit, different day. Tomorrow (later today) I need to clean up in my room a bit and finish my laundry. Then LF is going to do her car stuff (she wants me to go, HA!) and she will pick up KFC for us for dinner. Plus Roland is supposed to cook that damned turkey work gave me for Thanksgiving. Linkin Park - Points of Authority (Jay Gordon Remix) Staind - Outside (Album Version) Quote of the Moment SouthPark - Season 6 Episode 8 - Red Hot Catholic Love Chef - "Hey children." Kids - "Hi Chef." Stan - "Chef, what would the priest want to put in our butts?" Chef - "Bye children." Sunday, July 07, 2002
Sunday Afternoon Edition Ugh. The pain travelling between my tooth and my head is like taking a tack hammer to your brain. God does it suck. It's been a couple days since my last post. Then again, it's been even longer since anyone else bothered to post here at all. Diabolo probably partied through the weekend considering he works tonight and tomorrow night with me. Brianne posts on like 8 other blogs so I can't ask anything there, though her own two blogs haven't been updated in a bit either. David is a prick, and Sam just doesn't have the time to keep us in tune with his current life, though I took notice that he stopped by and logged in long enough to give himself a nickname. I've been jumping blog links over the weekend both trying to get an idea of the looks others use for their sites as well as what these things look like when others actually give a damn about it and are a bunch of (at the least) online friends. I could use some of that. Ah well. Such is life. Quick rundown of: **Friday** Got my DBZ watch a new band. Was nice to LF (dumbass I am) and deposited her check so Monday she can work out all this car shit. Brought her down her Aloe for her sunburn, since she can NEVER remember to do this stuff herself. Did some basic b***s*** shopping and pissed off everyone on the express lane with my 22 items (they were small, 12 dog food cans and 3 cans of tuna were 15, plus a pair of shoelaces). LF comes home and jumps into her bills and stuff, where I find that the price of that car went up $1500. Yeesh. Gets out of work at 5. Goes shopping till 6:15. Gets home and starts her bill stuff and then misc other b*** and goes until 7:30, with me sitting right next to her this whole time, mind you. She says nothing to me. Other than she doesn't know what she and BS are doing since he called and told her he is still at work. At 7:30 she grabs the phone and starts dialing BS. Well, shorten the story. I'm ignored, I get pissed, I leave, blah blah blah same old story. Went to bed at 8 o'clock p.m. Quick rundown of: **Saturday** Nice relaxing day, up until LF came home. Well. Woke up. She takes the truck to work. Almost right after that the groomer calls telling me they can take J.D. I agreed without realizing that my truck was down the road. So I had to make J.D. walk down the road to DNE. Drop him off, go home. 3.5 hours later I get to go pick him up. A whole lot of d-loading, got Mr.Deeds, Bad Company, and some other stuff. Some minor gaming mixed with TV. Then I set up for the washer to get fixed since no one else in the house is unbelievably lazy. LF comes home and immediately starts complaining about everything for the 10 minutes she stays before she runs off. She gets back around 10 saying she is feeling bad. She asks me to stick around by her while she falls asleep, so she lays down and I sit and watch SouthPark. Quick rundown of: **Sunday up to 4 pm** She stops in complaining about itching thanks to a rash and asking me to find her Benadryl. She is in all sorts of discomfort and some pain. I brought her to work and then went shopping a bit. Stopped off at DNE and dropped off new Benadryl and went home to get my laundry done. Drowning Pool - Tearing Away / Thicke - When I Get You Alone Nada Surf - Popular / Saliva - Lackluster Timmy & the Lords of the Underworld - Livin' A Lie Friday, July 05, 2002
Friday Morning Edition I have updated the template for this blog to include author nicknames, and not regular names. For those of you with no nickname, David and Sam, please add one in ASAP. This msg will be repeated until the updates are completed. For Brianne and Diabolo, make sure your nicknames appear as you want them. Bored is SO the word of the day. I started my actual work at 11:30. I was done, for the most part, by 1:00. God what am I going to do the rest of the night/morning to keep what little remains of my sanity intact? LF just called me from home as she just got back from her trip. At 1:30 in the morning? Yikes. She actually talked to me for a bit, a credit on her part considering both the hour and the fact that she has work in the morning. She bitched that she still hasn't seen Minority Report. Got a bit of sunburn. Enjoyed an aquarium. I on the other hand spent as much time as possible cowering from the heat this entire week and I will continue to cower until the fall. I hate the heat. Probably why I spent a year working in a fridge and a freezer. I am still waiting impatiently for my oh so wonderful friend David to contact me. It has been about a week now and I feel like his spouting about the one great friend was another crock of crap. Luckily I learned years ago that is the way he is and to take it as an insult is a waste of my time. Yeah! K-Rock is doing a "Uncle Sam Jam Weekend" so all timelines of Rock are playing!! Guns N Roses - Sweet Child O Mine / Night Train Beatie Boys - Fight for Your Right To Party / New Style Thursday, July 04, 2002
Thursday Morning 2nd Edition Just did this. I thought it was somewhat amusing and wasn't really surprised with the outcome.   Basically you're just a big tough bastard. Take The "Which WWF Wrestler are you?" Quiz.
Thursday Morning Edition God damn was yesterday long. Every day and night lasts forever these days thanks to a new dental problem, and it's going to be a little while longer until that is dealt with. But yesterday was just long. I stayed up until almost noon so I could watch MIB2 on my PC and write my rant/review at the same time. Once that was mecifully done, I tried to get some sleep. But I was stupid and turned off the air in the bedroom since cold air can make my tooth-to-head pain worsen. Two hours later I awoke in a dry heat, and knew I wouldn't get back to sleep until it was cool in there, so I turned the air back on and hightailed it into my room where the air is on 24/7 to relax. It was during this time that I started working on my new template to pass the time. BIG mistake. Once I finally get started on something like this I will not stop until something significant has been accomplished. I copied what was my current template to a .txt file in case I screwed up so bad I had to shove it back. Then I copied the code off of Blog Skins and started redesigning. The original code was some Pink thing, then some goth chick got a hold of it and recolored it to her own likes. I flipped the tables, cleaned up the code (which was a horrible mess) and tagged everything, then added my own touches. By the time I got it set the way I wanted and all published, it was damn near 7:30. I had 2.5 hours to sleep before I had to get up for work. Needless to say I was late. Luckily they pulled the time cards again and approximated my time in. Now I need to update my archives templates. Then my main deal is custom art. Headers, logos, backgrounds, and the like. Any feedback is appreciated, either by comments, Tags (I added that, what do you think?), or e-mail. Oh, I added a link to amanda's site. Papa Roach - Last Resort / Nickelback - This Is How You Remind Me Wednesday, July 03, 2002
Wednesday Morning Edition I have attempted to check out both pages that cashmere whore (amanda) linked for me so I could get ideas for my new template. I found three on Blog Skins but Blog Designs is under reconstruction. My general idea (at this point) is to come up with a custom header, possibly frame it at the top, have one side "bar" on the left with some base info, post team members, Misc links, and the like, then a large area for the posts. My dream is to have every post member have a default table that will automatically be attributed to their own posts. Kind of like Off the Paved Road but each section would have it's own header, background, font color, whatever. I think that would be near impossible using another server to actually make the posts, but who knows. For now I am between having the one big table and putting in separators for each post, or going the Paved Road route and having each in it's own box. I need to make a custom background for the page as well, and I am torn between a mainly light backing with dark "shapes", like my current background, or inverting to a dark background with light "shapes". Once this ID thing is resolved, I really do want to change my comments coding to say "Complaints and Grievances" instead of "Comments". Of course, I was also considering renaming the blog itself to "Complaints and Grievances" over "cman's Rants". LF has actually decided on her own to get all her shit for the car done on Monday night instead of waiting until Wednesday and making me deal with it. Wow. Clear Eyes. It has ingrediants to mosturize AND......Wait, I got sidetracked. I had forgot to mention in my description of last Wednesday how I had again mentioned going to Minority Report, and she still wouldn't because she didn't want to upset BS, so she started mentioning other movies that I didn't give much of a shit about going to see to try and distract me. Got pissed and moved on. They STILL haven't seen it, as it was all sold out Friday and they saw Lilo and Stitch instead. And on this trip they are supposed to take his cousins or something to see "The PowerPuff Girls Movie". She was so annoyed by that one. Regardless, she said we would probably go see it next Wednesday. Papa Roach - Last Resort Will Smith - Black Suits Comin' (Nod Your Head) - Theme of MIB 2 Quote of the Moment MIB 2 Agent J (Smith) - "The de-neuralizer. In a few moments transverse magneto energy will surge through your brain unlocking information deep and dormant that could hold the key to Earth's very survival." Kevin (Jones) - "Ok. What's that thing?" J - "The de-neuralizer." Tuesday, July 02, 2002
Tuesday Morning Edition So write in Spanish, see if I care. For some stranger reason, the blog posters ID's have disappeared from their posts. I have no idea what happened, though it started the last time I updated my YAACS code. I have asked Blogger for help, as well as why this template does not work in Netscape. I am still trying to create my own template for both the main rant page and the archive, and have decided on making one for the comment box as well. Why I am having creative blocks on all this I have no idea. With David MIA as my pal and co-worker, I am left to do this alone and am stuck. The few ideas I have had for even the most basic things have been put on hold as I can't get the fonts to work with Fractal Design Painter. I am currently getting a copy of Adode Photoshop. I have seen no signs of life on Randomness or Off the Paved Road since Friday. David and MC. I still don't know what, if anything is happening there. He is still ignoring me and knowing him, she has been forbidden to talk to me at all, probably for fear I may say something about him that she doesn't know yet. Asshole. BS and LF. Who cares? She is going to be gone after work tonight up until before work Friday morning. Gaming on the good TV, lots of cold air conditioning (my room is semi-cool air), and showing those poor animals what it means to be taken care of properly. I really wish I could keep the 27" TV over my crapfest 19", and I'll probably want to more after I get to try out my newer gaming systems on it (both the Xbox and the GameCube have yet to be displayed there) but she has to be able to take something with her when she moves, even if she keeps telling me I can keep it all.
Just because.. if you still talking sh.. about my grammar .. I'll write in spanish gringo pendejo!! and I'll kick your ass (well .. actually is David's ass) but anyway..
Monday, July 01, 2002
Monday Morning Edition I really am not in the mood to do this today. I have been awake since 8 a.m. Sunday morning, and I won't get back to bed until 9 a.m. or later Monday morning. What in the hell is that shit. It's not like I have been doing anything of consequence, work included, but still, I couldn't get any extra sleep. I have no idea what is going on with David and MC. He is still refusing to talk to me and she hasn't contacted me either. Not that I neccesarily expected either to contact me. That's mostly everything. LF is going away with BS to Conneticut to visit his family for the holiday, and of course my dad and his girlfriend are going away, added to me getting to work, so my holiday is, well, another day. I am downloading MIB 2 as we speak at the house. She is buying a car from his family, a bad idea if I ever heard of one. The idea with Wednesday's at this point is that he will try to take off one a month and I get the rest. But as I have said before, if she doesn't take a regular weekday and try to do something with me instead of him Wednesday won't last. The Mighty Mighty Bosstones - The Impression That I Get / Jimmy Eat World - The Middle Quote of the Moment Outside David's house Friday night MC - "He's probably going to get pissed off that I am talking to you right now." Me - "I don't see why he would. He'll be fine." Boy am I kicking myself on that one. |
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