Parannoyed

late nights, early mornings

2005-03-31T10:38:44Z

So,

It's 2AM here in my bedroom and I'm staring at 3 screens in a generally sequential order, one being my tv with endless reruns of the Daily Show, the other 2 being my new (old) laptops. One being recently purchased from a friend, the other being given to me by my sibling. Unfortunately, the batteries in both laptops are almost completely dead.

In other news, I travelled roughly 1000 miles last weekend to make it to my Dad's retirement party. Friends and family raised approximately $2050 in fives and silver dollars (presented appropriately in a big treasure chest) to send my parents to Hawaii. We took it home and counted it. Ya know, this sounds shallow, but counting money in large quantities is really a lot of fun.

And then we played poker. (I won)

HALF (assed) LIFE 2

2005-03-08T01:06:09Z

So I finally beat Half Life 2, and let me just tell you how much the ending sucked!
Just at the glorious moment where the evil alien overlords' Dark Fusion reactor is about to blow up, time stops and that stupid G-man comes out and blathers off some nonsense about time and how he's selling my services to the highest bidder. God. Damn. It.

Give me some fucking closure! Let me have the GIRL!! Give me cheering crowds and the salvation of humanity!!!:!QH@#20Q38Y_(*y%#MOTHERLSDKHF)*HFUCK#@IYER!

*pant*

I'm okay now.

juanabee @ 2005-02-28T17:36:00

2005-03-01T01:36:25Z

I've determined that I should never live alone.

When left to my own devices, my house-keeping becomes atrocious. My bedtime gets pushed back to "sometime tomorrow" and I wander around in my bathrobe and a pair of super-baggy camo pants. I can't be bothered to dress like a normal human, noooo...

SWEET FUCKING FUCK

2005-02-28T08:37:54Z

I just watched a rather unkempt Fred Durst give "the business" to a anonymous young hottie. in good lighting. complete with face shot. The man just pwnd himself.

"Yeah. Touch my balls and my ass!"

I seriously cannot believe I just watched that.

Hunter's gone...

2005-02-22T07:18:19Z

So Hunter S. Thompson killed himself yesterday. He put a large caliber bullet through his temple while his wife was away at the grocery store. It was some time in the morning at his remote compound in the Rocky Mountains near Aspen, Colorado.

This, for complete lack of a more succinct word, sucks.

But of course, as some of his local cronies from the Woody Creek Tavern would have you believe, Hunter's never been the kind of cat who would pass gently into that dark night. No, he would go VIOLENTLY, or not at all. And maybe in that manic, mixed-up, grain alcohol soaked mind of his, he finally surrendered to the fact that he just might not die during one of his self-destructive (not to mention hotel room destructive) adventures. In fact, his adventuring days were over, and long ago at that. He’d settled into a wealthy hermitage there in the mountains, only rarely appearing in public and never for any extended stay. He was safe at home. With his guns.I’ve a hunch that things finally crystallized in his mind regarding his largely dreary future. His failing health. Wheelchairs. IV’s. weakness and waste and slow, undignified, death. Perhaps he remembered Johnny Cash. Or maybe Bob Hope, although I’m almost sure he loathed the man. Perhaps he looked back on his long, weird, and fully-seized life and thought, “Why should I die any differently than I lived?’

And I, as much as I love the man and the work he did, cannot find much fault in that reasoning.

juanabee @ 2005-01-17T17:57:00

2005-01-18T02:01:48Z

okay, just had an odd moment.

I was listening to winamp on shuffle. All my music, right?. "3 libras" by APC comes on, so I decided to visit Songmeanings.com to see what their interpretation of it was. Naturally, theres about a bajillion entries on it's meaning. I'm reading through these, and there's a lot so the song ends and "Street Spirit" comes on. At the same time that song is playing I read an entry about "3 libras" that says this:

by goodbyeskyharbor on 05-13-2002 @ 06:12:45 AM
amazing song....all that i can say.
and radiohead-street spirit is beautiful

creeeeeeeeepy.

and yes, I'm a big dork, I know.

things..

2004-11-29T00:09:02Z

Today is cold. It's that nasty, lonely kind of cold that seeps into your bones and chills you even through your overcoat. It's the kind that says it's settling in for at least four months and you best get Goddamn used to it.

I'm fresh back from a week spent in a small 7 bedroom mansion on the beach in North Carolina. When I arrived it was 68 degrees at 9pm. Balmy. When I left, it was topping out at 40 degrees at 1pm. Winter hits quick out there.
I spent most of that week drinking, laying waste in Halo 2 and Ghost Recon 2, drinking, eating, playing cribbage, drinking, eating, smoking, drinking and playing Trivial Pursuit. I swear I almost needed two seats on the plane back.

Interesting note: Beached, dead whales do not always smell as horribly rancid as one might expect. They are, however, rather difficult to sort out. What end is that? Is that a tail? Is that it's blowhole or its anus?
Also, whales have tongues roughly the size of a volkswagen.

Too much going on.

Currently attending 2 schools, while holding down the 40 hrs a week at the "office". Can't wait to quit, which should be near the end of the year. On that front, the word of the day is Trepidatious. But then, that's the case with any new job, right?

Oh! I now have family in Florida. Granted, it's my sister-in-law's half-sister, but it still counts and she invited me down. Now I just need to come up with the capital. I heart family connections.

More later. maybe.

Fucking Felching Fuckitty FUCK.

2004-11-03T23:24:44Z

This being the first entry in many moons to this journal, please note it's importance.

I feel betrayed.

It's not that people were simply too lazy to make their opinions known. No, in fact, in almost every state, this year, there were record numbers of people showing up to vote. As in the most. ever.
I feel betrayed by the American people. Apparently there's a lot more cranial-rectal inversion going on out there than I previously anticipated. As one pundit I read today said, the Republicans have managed their greatest victory. They've convinced the poor to vote for the causes of the wealthy. Really, can anyone tell me what George Bush has done for us lately? I mean, how has this man made our country better? The economy has been in a long slow clinical depression since he took office. The world opinion of Americans, not gleaming in 2000, has gone from "rich capitalist pig-dogs" to "Americans? You've seen some around? where's my pipebomb...". Our national debt has ballooned. We're spending billions of dollars a month in Iraq in order for our soldiers to be killed, civilians to be taken hostage, tortured and executed, and a horribly managed guerilla war to be waged. All because George couldn't keep his hands off the country. He said himself at the beginning of his term that at some point he wanted to take out Saddam. People with revenge motives DO NOT MAKE GOOD PRESIDENTS.
I simply don't understand the rational for these people. Is it fear of the unknown? Is it the fear that Kerry might somehow fuck things up more? Let me tell you. HE CAN'T. IT'S NOT POSSIBLE.

/cries

I'm just trying to keep in mind what happened to Nixon on his 2nd term.

deep fried steak will be my unravelling

2004-08-11T03:50:52Z

It's hot as the Heatmisers ass crack in this house and I am powerless... POWERLESS to stop it...

I'm down to my black skivvies, sitting here, listening to Sigur Ros spout out catchy gibberish at full volume, putting off all the things I want/should/need to do, including my homework.

My friend Brandy promised me we'd watch pr0n together. Specifically Edward Penis Hands, or maybe one of the sequels after her bible study with her mom tonight, but I have no idea even where to find that piece of trash anymore.(Edward Penis Hands, not Brandy) Ever since the Video Update down the street closed, it's been hard to rent good, cheap pr0n in this town.

And another thing, why does every low rent sex shop in the fucking country have to paint itself a particularly horrible shade of pink? Are we supposed to be reminded of labia or something?

Oh, and my dog had an epileptic seizure earlier tonight.

feh...

I'm going to lie naked in the grass.

juanabee @ 2004-08-06T09:08:00

2004-08-06T16:32:18Z

++Plus Column++

My skin looks good right now. It's been a trend for a while. Not sure what I'm doing right besides getting out the sun more often. Only further proves my hypothesis that I'll be a much happier human in southern climates.

Burning Man cometh.

School started, and I'm looking forward to reactivating my brain after years of letting it rust in the corner of my head.

--Minus Column--

Don't want to talk to the stupid people I'm bound to encounter on the phone today at werk.

It's raining. hard.

Burning Man cometh. And the stress of preparing as well.

I owe a lot of money to the government. Which I haven't gotten around to start paying.

juanabee @ 2004-07-28T00:10:00

2004-07-28T07:12:31Z

Ladies and gentleman, we can now safely and with a minimum of effort have ourselves professionally kidnapped.

http://www.extremekidnapping.com/service.html

And it comes in a variety of flavors!!! Aren't j00 excited@!@^TQ#$

Also, I got burned like crunchy steak today in the sun.
God how I love being irish.

Stupid fucking corporate buzzword of the Day:

2004-06-22T21:47:26Z

Ideation

juanabee @ 2004-06-21T12:54:00

2004-06-21T20:13:29Z

Well then....

The epic struggle of manhandling all of my worldly goods into small containers and transporting them across town took 2 days, approximately 80 ft of packing tape, 48 gallons of sweat, and a small chunk of my left foot. I will repeat this again at some point in my life, but I NEVER WANT TO MOVE AGAIN. EVER.

If I do, I'm just going to sell all my belongs and start over with new ones. I envision a sort of relocation-nirvana in which I can carry everything I really need with me in the back of a small volkswagen beetle. And a fat stack of cash.

But now, I'm at the new house. The 60 inch bigscreen in the living room, with the piping hot Directv feed claimed my soul last night, so I didn't get much done outside of taking a shower. GOOD GODDAMN it was hot as balls last night. It was that kind of sticky, lay naked on top of the covers with the fan on full kind of hot. I can't take that every night, man. I'LL KILL some foo'...

Looks like a number of you had wonderful weekends. I'm planning one of those soon. Oh yes. I WILL seize the weekend. And make it my bitch.

posting via email

2004-06-16T21:19:06Z

Lawdy lawdy! I'm all fancified!

Packing continues to kick my sorry ass. It's time consuming and difficult
and depressing to be moving out of a situation with some really good people.
Anyfoo, I got the majority of my clothes packed last night, and will
continue on to the books and garage stuff and misc. junk that I have
floating around my bedroom. Dishes go next. Getting the truck and moving the
bed and washer and dryer on sunday.

Material posessions are Teh Suck.

--Corey Miles--

~"You can lead a gift horse to water, but a bird in the hand is worth a
pound of cure."~

where's my dealer....

2004-06-09T22:05:33Z

I think I'm developing a lively little ephedrine addiction. Is this how coffee addiction feels?

these are the people on my street...

2004-06-07T22:45:14Z

At lunch I was watching a show called "TABOO" on Natl Geographic channel. It was all about body modders and the crazy stuff they do to themselves (implants, scarring, bifurcation etc.) and they were flipping through a bunch of pictures of people with body-mods and I saw somebody I knew.

That's always kind of surreal.

juanabee @ 2004-06-07T14:31:00

2004-06-07T22:40:37Z

I think I've complained about this before. My life always gets interesting and then I stop posting or just don't have time to. Among the other interesting things that have happened, here's what I have the energy to write about...

The Good News:

Found a new house to live in!! Yay for not living in a VAN down by the RIVER!!. It's got a hot tub and a pool table and a big screen and all the modern necessities. Plus room for all my crap. Speaking of, I've seriously got to sort through my stuff and start giving or throwing away some things. I've got boxes I never unpacked from my last move a year ago and seriously, do I really need it if I haven't found a use for it in the last year?

SIMPLIFY, DANIEL-SON

The Bad News:

I still have to move. And clean. And sort out all the usual bullshit with addresses and subscriptions and phone numbers and cable companies and it STILL makes me what to hang myself from the ceiling fan.

I went to Primus. CROWD SURFING IS MORE FUN WHEN YOU DON'T FALL ON THE GROUND. ALSO I LIKE BEER.

That is all.

juanabee @ 2004-05-24T09:14:00

2004-05-24T16:31:02Z

BEST. PAINTING. EVAR.

werk is teh slowww..

2004-05-18T17:22:15Z

Well, the phone lines are currently being raped by AT&T, so we're getting exactly .0082% of the usual call volume we get on a standard Tuesday. THUS, I have time to POST!

couple things, yo:

Going to a SCA event on Memorial Day. It's this pirate gathering. Buncha people wandering around in peg-legs and eyepatches, drinking rum and going "YYAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGFGGHH@!!

It should be fun, and I'll get to see my friend Monica, who's been in freaking Wisconsin for the last 6 months, but just hearing the word "SCA" makes me want to fucking cringe.

Planning for Burning Man continues. Felicia is going with me. She has no clue what she's getting her ass into, though I keep trying to tell her. I'll be building a geodesic dome for shelter. Still working out the math on that one... I need to start shopping for parachutes.

Btw, anyone wanna go with me?

Also, I have to fucking move in June. This holds as much enjoyment for me as, say, being anally raped to death by rabid gorillas, but it's gotta happen. I loathe apartments, so I've found a nice lady to let me move in with her, closer to work.

Planning on going camping on the coast sometime this summer. Also my family misses me. I miss them. They seem so far away.

Oh, also Monica was at E3 for her job, and she promised me some schwagg. FULLY PUMPED FOR THAT SHIZNIT.

bright side

2004-04-29T08:40:05Z

On the upside, I did buy these guys a round of beer on their way to Las Vegas. These guys 0wnz3r j00r b33R!!!$!@

apparently I'm in the movies

2004-04-29T08:34:07Z

OH JESUS BLEEDING HUBERT CHRIST@!#%!)@#*^%@!#^&%_#%)!Q*)*!YUIOASDF:HJBLHHBBWWL@JKQ

I just googled my name. It's a been a while since I did that..

Go read the review of my LATEST GAY PORN FLICK!!

GODDAMMIT@SDFKJHBKLJB:OBWEOUBEEUEUEUEUEU_++++++++++++++@#)@#*#)@*

Migraines

2004-04-27T15:27:15Z

A few words about me and migraines.

First, I didn't really understand what a migraine was until I had one at age 13. Being the total geek that I was, I'd been playing pretty much non-stop Doom sessions through my modem with a friend across town for approx 87 straight days. Suddenly, I lost the peripheral vision in my eyes. I'd look around and there'd be nothing there. It's like that blind spot you can find using the spiffy diagrams in your high school biology book. Naturally, as one would expect a 13 year old to act when losing his eye sight suddenly and without warning, I freaked out.
I remember lying on my parents couch,rocking back and forth, moaning and crying and trying to hide any trace of light from my eyes with a pillow. There was this throbbing, solid pain behind my left eye, like some unknown force was trying to pop my eyeball out of my skull.

Flash forward to age 22. I get another one. And they haven't gotten any funner. Had TOTALLY forgotten what they were like. Thought I had outgrown them. This time, the visual precursor, partial blindness, happens 25-35 minutes before the actual medula-crushing pain sets in.

which reminds me, I'm running out of time to write this.

Okay, so I was 22. haven't had one since. Was beginning to think I might be over it again, THEN, I get another one last saturday and again, this morning, 3 days later, I start losing my vision while in the shower. SHIT. FUCKING SHIT.

So, I called work, I took my meds and hopefully, this tinge in my right cerebral lobe will go away soon. Otherwise I might as well write off the whole fucking day.

juanabee @ 2004-03-18T16:48:00

2004-03-19T01:01:41Z

I'm absolutely horrible about checking my voice mail on my cell. NOW, someone has left a message and I can't call them back to ask what they said. And I NEED to know what they said.

So, I have choice of wading through weeks of voice mails to get to the one I need, or simply not knowing at all.

Frankly, I'd rather chew on tinfoil.

technophiles, listen up!

2004-03-18T23:55:14Z

So, this website tells the story of a new gizmo-phone that can, are you ready for this?, KILL ALL SPERM IN AN 18 FT RANGE! That's right, your phone can now protect you from unwanted pregnancy.

WtF. but I still think it's cool.

St. Patrick drove the snakes out of ireland... and into my head

2004-03-18T23:46:14Z

Seriously. FUCK THIS HOLIDAY.

I've felt like BOILED SHIT for most of the day. I'm finally starting to recover this afternoon since I've eaten. Nothing like greasy food to help kill the hangover monkey.

Oh hey, here's a word of advices kiddies...

DON'T MIX YOUR DRINKS. At the bar last night I was drinking everything from Irish Car Bombs to Sauza tequila to beer to vodka-crans. These drinks are scientifically proven to get in knife fights in your stomach and run roughshod over your liver. Stick to one, or at most, 2 types of drinks a night. Drink segregation is good for the digestion!