| New toy |
[Jul. 3rd, 2007|10:57 am] |
finally came...
also got this for a cool $130, a 500GB HD for work/music and *cough*netflix*cough* backup...
Started moving my music over to the laptop. And though I am still unsure of how happy I am with doing this, I took about 30gb worth of music from Sam... |
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| ... and to the dark side I go... |
[Jun. 21st, 2007|01:28 pm] |
I bought this today... my last major purchase until I get a raise or a second job. I still like PCs, but for what I do this is better:
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| deja vu |
[May. 25th, 2007|09:48 am] |
Woke up this morning, lifted my head up, and BAM, pain.
I hope this is just a pulled muscle, because god fucking dammit this hurts alot. I looked like a retard trying to come into work today, limping, my head tilted to the side, wincing in pain. I can barely turn my head right, or look down, or tilt my head to the right, and my shoulders are stuck in a one-sided shrug...
Because of memorial day weekend I can't see a doctor until tuesday at the earliest, which means for the rest of the weekend I will be super-gimp with not one, but TWO debilitating injuries.
I rule.
I need a deep-tissue massage stat.
PS - it also takes me about 10 minutes to take a shirt off, or put one on. |
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| bad mood update |
[May. 4th, 2007|11:29 am] |
Ive had a really good two days, pretty much after the peak of frustration and aggravation.
I slept really well two night in a row (except I was woken up early this morning when Davey yelled at Justin for getting stabbed and passing out bloody on her bed and not wanting to go to the hospital).
I managed to stay awake after work.
I ate food.
And the big finale, went to the dr. yesterday, and he said in two weeks I can get the cast off. I'll get an air-support cast, but big deal is I can take it off and I will be able to move and stretch my foot again. Two weeks after that I get to start putting some pressure on my foot, and walking again. Chances are I will need a cane for a little while, but stairs and doors will no longer be my enemy.
They will once again be my friend.
Plus I can do some work in the apartment that I have been meaning/wanting to do. Staircase in my bedroom, doorway to the 'deck'.
And tomorrow is the rooftop party which will be cool i think, though i am not looking forward to actually getting onto the rooftop. |
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| feel like crap |
[May. 2nd, 2007|11:04 am] |
Im wiped. I hate to be a whiny bitch, but...
My sleep schedule is fucked, and my futon is so fucking uncomfortable... I get home from work at 7, pass out almost immediately, and toss and turn for 13 hours. Never awake enough to get up, never comfortable enough to actually get any real sleep.
I barely eat dinner anymore. Getting it is such a pain, especially since I can barely stay awake when I am home. I usually wake up around 1:30 AMish and that's too late to order in. And I can't get food at the supermarket, because im, you know, crippled. So I usually wake up at 8 for work, still exhausted and starving.
My commute is awful. Standing waiting for the train makes me left foot hurt. The G/L station at Lorimer/Metropolitan has 3 sets of stairs 2 up, 1 down, and I am usually sweating my ass off by the time I get to the train. And then it's usually fucked up or super-crowded so I have to wait for 3 trains to go by before I can even get on. Not to mention the 3 blocks I have to walk to get to the G, and the 4 blocks I have to walk to get to my office is so exhausting that for the first two hours I am here I can barely keep my eyes open. That mixed with my head being fried from lack of real sleep and I can barely get any work done.
Hey, and only 2 more months to go. |
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[Apr. 30th, 2007|12:06 pm] |
one month down
two months to go |
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[Apr. 18th, 2007|06:06 pm] |
commute + crutches = most exhausting experience of my life. |
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[Apr. 16th, 2007|07:10 am] |
BACK TO BROOKLYN TONIGHT!!
The only thing I dread are stairs... lots and lots of stairs.
I hate stairs.
And any and all situations involving 'carrying'... Like, you know... foodshopping, and laundry...
At least, ill have music again... and netflix... AND BEER!
And next weekend is Culture Shock, that's going to be interesting. |
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| bummer |
[Apr. 5th, 2007|10:58 am] |
I fractured my left knee cap, and my right heel. My left foot isnt supposed to be touching the ground for 3 months. Right now basically both my legs are unusable. This really blows. This summer is going to blow. Have to cancel my motorcycle class. Have to be laid up in pougkeepsie for at least 2 weeks.
I am really really bummed. |
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| moving blows |
[Apr. 3rd, 2007|01:39 pm] |
What a long fucking weekend. And I still have so much shit to do. I just want to go home and pass out until tomorrow, but the room is still in shambles. Hopefully I get this shit wrapped up today.
The next place I move is either out of state, or it's going to be a long term lease. I have to stop hopping around, it's too damn expensive. |
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[Mar. 27th, 2007|03:09 am] |
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edit: i want TO MAKE a kegerator |
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| flawed logic? |
[Mar. 15th, 2007|01:37 pm] |
So I have been saving up for a bike, or... I put my birthday/tax return money in an account and let it fester. I have a decent chunk of change, but it's not getting any bigger. It's enough to buy an OK bike and not insure it or ride it ever. Also, I am moving into a new apartment on the 1st with a higher rent, and more utilities... which makes the measly $40 unspoken-for bucks a week I make disappear. So basically until I get a second job, or a raise no luxuries for me.
... once I do get a new job/raise I am golden and all of that money is mine to waste. I expect a $6000 raise when I get one. $100 a week extra basically. And I might get a part-time job on top of that, so altogether maybe $250 a week extra, in the bank. As soon as that's in place I can cash in the stocks, if they go up of course, and I will maybe have a bike by mid/late summer.
All speculation... basically the point is I am buying more stocks, and justifying it to myself.
PS - Fucking Pogues show tonight might be cancelled... argh.
PPS - Huggy kissy bullshit is gay... trying to basically be a fucking girlfriend on the second date? plain old not gonna happen. Jerking off is suiting me just fine for now thank you. |
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| things are ok |
[Mar. 11th, 2007|11:13 pm] |
Its been a pretty good couple weeks.
*Party in Peekskill, had a good time, saw some people, played some darts, played some beer pong (i realize i just really like competition, regardless of how dumb the game is).
*Morgans back in town so I have someone to shoot pool with.
*Moving April 1st. Huge loft. Bigger room. More people, but more privacy. Crossing my fingers that my stepfather doesn't sell his work van before this so I can hijack his tools and build a lofted bed that day.
*Joining a gym (FINALLY) to not be such a lethargic pile of crap. Only $75/year.
*Loft show with Peri Lee Pipkin in the bowels of bushwick, saw some more people, saw some decent roots bands (that chick who sang about corn was giving me the eye i think), drank a 40, talked to Peri, and hit the road.
*Pogues on Thursday (with Jaffe and Gail? DROP THE CLASS).
Looking forward to BBQs at purchase. MSF Course. Getting a raise - which equates to new tattoos, motorcycle, vacation, and paying some of my credit card bill. |
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| attempted suicide doors |
[Mar. 8th, 2007|01:48 pm] |
| [ | music |
| | Th' Legendary Shack Shakers - CB Song | ] |
i saw it in Kalifornia the other night, and it rekindled my love for this car...
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| go fuck yourself 'bookarama' |
[Mar. 7th, 2007|11:10 am] |
I just sent this email to a seller on amazon.com after sending two ignored emails and leaving negative feedback.
This is my third email.
I would just like to say that you guys are assholes. I wish I could leave more than one feedback on your account so no one would ever buy from you again. Bullshit. I don't care if this cd only costs $5.00, you don't send a disc in half a jewel case with stickers all over it (which could very well damage a cd player and/or computer) and expect the customer to be happy, let alone satisfied. Not to mention ignoring their emails.
Next time you might as well just break the cd into peices and send it in a ziploc bag, this way you are just a blatantly shitty business, instead of plain old shady and incompetent.
Thanks again for the awful service.
-Matt
i know i spelled pieces wrong, but it's too late now. |
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| im getting legitimately frustrated |
[Mar. 5th, 2007|12:55 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | irritated | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Coma Girl - Joe Strummer & The Mescaleros | ] |
I guess it's not THAT serious, but I am starting to get really angry with my inability to say what I mean to say. Meaning, the words that come out of my mouth are often a jumbled version of what I had originally intended to say. I think I can, at times, come across as slow, maybe even dumb... and this frustrates me. I don't know if it's a speech impediment, some form of dyslexia, or what... but it's incredibly annoying.
It's actually one of the reasons I can be pretty shy... because I worry that people's first impression of me will be that I am a bumbling idiot.
I wonder if this has any connection to my shaky memory and forgetfulness. |
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[Mar. 2nd, 2007|01:07 pm] |
I have a 'callback' interview at a bar on the east side in an hour... I had a first one just now, and the girl (who is cute as hell by the way) told me to come back at 2 to talk to her boss.
I NEED THIS JOB, for mine and my bank account's sanity.
[EDIT] - ARGH, did not go so well... I got there after a bunch of people and she called me up first... which I thought was a good sign. But she asked me like 2 questions and said 'ok, thats all i have to ask you... thanks for coming'.
dammit. |
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[Feb. 20th, 2007|08:57 pm] |
...got no strings to tie me down
got no cause to hang around
what difference does it make which way i go...
I cant wait for this summer.
I cant wait to have a bike (or a car even).
When I am not working I just want to be gone... I don't care where. |
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