and it ain't even over

in the middle of january i decided that the apartment i was at was too expensive. i was also dating a girl i was pretty in to, but since i was broke, dating her made me broke-er, and i convinced myself i didn't like her and i broke up with her. Feb 1 i moved in to a friend's very small apartment that had a toilet "room" and a tub in the kitchen and had many other points of "charm", and oddly enough, i kind of enjoyed living there. i could see the chrysler building and there were two nice snow storms while i was there. that residence lasted two months. then i moved in to another sublet while waiting for my current place to be closed on, and lived in a apartment with four 25-or-younger-year olds. two bottles of febreeze and lysol did not mask the smell of cigarette smoke in my bedroom from the previous tenant but on the upside i was forced in to an addiction of Gossip Girl. i was there about 8 weeks. after that time i felt i was much closer to moving in to the place that was being worked on than in reality i was, so i moved in to the shop and slept on a couch that i made last year. i figured i would be moving in "next week" for about 6 weeks, and finally, after 2 months, i actually did. that path took from january until august. in that time, i never cooked a meal, and rarely snacked. i didn't save much money, i didn't date, all tv was watched on hulu.com and while standing up at jay and rebecca's wedding i sweated -in front of the congregation- more than i have all year and that involves sauna time.
in all honesty, it hasn't been that bad. next year's probably going to seem boring.

poddy [re] training

now that i have a toilet that is "comfort height" and "elongated" (known in the midwest as "the normal toilet size), i have to remind myself that i can scoot a little further back while "resting" so that my fucking legs don't go numb.

CHALLENGE:

look at this picture and
1) not laugh
2) not love john mc

movie review: hancock

yeah. two movies in a week. it was fucking hot, ten bucks for two hours of cranked up AC was worth it alone. i wanted to see the dark knight but that shit was sold out, son!
i like the premise of hancock being a forsaken super hero that still does shit for the public, but fucks more shit up than it was worth and talks a lot of smack along the way... and i figured out that jason bateman (who i usually enjoy, including in this movie)'s wife was charlize theron, who looks great in a couple scenes but also looks like she's just out of makeup from Monster, which gives me the damn chills... well, i figured out it was her about half way through the movie. i don't know. it was ok. "fun" i guess. (puke)
you know, he has a love interest, he loses his powers, he gets them back, he saves some shit. blah blah blah. i think i like will smith. i dug most of i am legend, but walked away generally disappointed.
not sure about this one. he does beat up a little kid. that was cool. he hits a woman with a dough roller. so... you know. props for not being pc.
eh. 2-1/4 red and whites. director's cut with theron three waying bateman and smith and i'll watch it. fill her up from both ends like chinese finger cuffs!

movie review: wanted

i know this movie is for fun and all, but fuck did have a lot of plot holes. i don't like to shoot down a story line, but come on. i'm gonna have to see angelina's cans to let them get away with that shit. the action scenes were pretty cool though.
1-1/2 red and whites. i'll watch the directors cut where angelina has a bang out scene with morgan freeman. i will!!!

free drugs

in a major st. louis grocery chain, you get free anitbiotics just by asking for them.

apparati

it always surprises me when i'm having general conversation with a female and it turns out she doesn't know what a sybian is.
it's another one of those things where if the guys had vaginas, well, i guess they'd.... WE'D (phew) be girls, but WE would have a sybian in every room, built in to the car, next to the ketchup at mcdonald's.

the thing is, girls have all kinds of shit, but guys don't buy that kind of stuff. it's weird. i mean, i'm a fucking pervert to begin with, but i don't need a stack of fleshlights next to my bed/toilet to decrease my chances any more of getting laid.
you walk in and see a girl's rabbit half sticking out from under her pillow, it's cool. REALLY cool.
affirmative action run amock.

web md

according to my symptoms, i either had strept throat, tonsillitis or some glandular cancer thing. i figured tonsillitis, since i had these two growths closing in on my uvula... even though i wasn't sure they are my tonsills.
dr: (a woman!!!) "you have tonsillitis"
me: mmmkay.
dr: gargle salt water and take these anitbiotics
me: mmmkay



i'm pretty sure i could have been a doctor.

ow

when i put my hand down on the table saw and it tore in to my index finger, i thought "am i seriously doing this right now? this is so unlike me"

the embarassment swallowed the pain.

gimme a break

this was at the top of my gmail page this morning:

Quote of the Day - Muhammad Ali - "He who is not courageous enough to take risks will accomplish nothing in life."


what an asshole.
hey confucius, if i was built like a brick shit house, i'd probably take a few more risks here and there.
dick.