that seems like a fitting title to my autobiography. i think that the subtitle then would just be a comic book sound effect like "ziff!" or "bing!"
well, that would actually be the emo version of my autobio. the happy version would be like "here's your dream job and a cultural heritage that gives you every possible advantage over the vast majority of people living on earth: playing video games all day is fun: the ben bunting II, esq. story: why did you buy this: no, really, i'm seriously asking: part trois".
that's a lot of colons, but if there's one grammatically correct way to represent how my thought process works, it's colons.
i finally woke up today feeling not-like-death for the first time in recent memory; i can move my head from side-to-side without pain, i can swallow without pain, i can even take medicine and not register any decrease in the amount of pain i'm currently feeling (which i think means i'm not feeling any pain). so after my six-day rendezvous with learning what it feels like to be really old, i fell asleep at 1030 last night and then woke up promptly at 420am. then i spent like four hours reading pointless shit on the internet because there really wasn't anything else to do. i meant to watch TV on hulu until i fell back to sleep, but somehow reading the entire DC superman mythos on wikipedia turned out to be far more interesting, and by the time i cross-linked my way all the way over to the hubble space telescope it was 8am and i was cracking open my morning chocolate cereal and diet coke combo.
i think the plan is to replace the mazda entire car-limbic system...or something. i was planning on replacing the timing belt and the clutch, but upon removal of the rotors yesterday, cracks were found (passive voice R0X0RZ) and thusly the rotors will probably be replaced as well, so as to avoid 70mph incidents involving me hitting my brakes and my car responding by destroying my front tires and/or splitting in half down the middle and/or shooting fire from the front wheel wells while i continue to travel 70mph. the good news is that my suspicion regarding that weird, ghetto-ass rattling the car has been making for months were confirmed in the form of a loose coat-hangery, lame-ass fastener that was supposed to be holding my exhaust system in place, but was doing a shitty job of that while doing an awesome job at making a shitload of noise. curt assure me this is easily fixable by welding.
i'm convinced on some level that spending the necessary many-hundreds-of-dollars ("spending" here is a euphemism for "putting it on credit") on these repairs will somehow make my car into this insanely fancy super-car that'll be able to all fly and shoot missles and shit. boy am i going to be disappointed when i'm way the fuck in the hole again and all i have to show for it is a car that's marginally functional as opposed to borderline broken.
still thinking about that one unnamed secret girl again. starting to think that i'm just never going to be able to manifest my positive relationship intentions towards anyone in a way that's not just totally fucked up and weird and potentially creepy and/or crazy. i'd say more, but i don't really feel like it at the moment; more fun to just beat myself up about it.
god, i'm going crazy with the slashified conjunctions today.
Nov 28, 2008
Nov 27, 2008
six days later, vacation finally starts
after six days of simultaneously working and on/off being sick, i'm in seattle...just hanging out and getting ready for some car surgery.
good times. more later.
good times. more later.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY FENDER!
the blogfest has been raging for 13 months here on blogger. i'm much happier and much less emo than i was over there on ol' livejournal.
all in all, i've been blogging for...almost four years now. bizarre.
the interwebs!
all in all, i've been blogging for...almost four years now. bizarre.
the interwebs!
Nov 26, 2008
the record-breaker gets broken.
sad, evil days in fake san francisco.
partway through a back-and-forth game against rival seattle, bunting was sacked hard and was taken off the field with a broken tailbone. needless to say, he's done for the season, which sucks because he was putting up numbers that were easily better that his previous six seasons (highlighted by the fact that he got voted into the pro bowl before getting injured, four weeks before the season actually ended).
the team pretty much fell apart after that, and backup QB jordan was decimated by the seattle defense. the niners went on to lose 35-28. bowes was also kept to 50 yards on the ground in the snowstorm.
the now 12-2 niners next faced the buccaneers, a team that not too long ago elimated them from the conference finals. this time, despite 2 fumbles, 2 interceptions, a missed field goal, and giving up a defensive touchdown, the niners just could not suck enough to lose to the buccanneers. early on, both teams had a few ludicrously obvious chances to score that somehow went awry, and then finally late in the first quarter, michael faulk, the bucs' QB, fumbled and it was run back by the 9000 pound lineman harold minter for a touchdown.
on the very next play, faulk threw an interception (one of many), but the niners weren't able to turn it into any points as stewart (who recently made 4 50+ yard field goals) missed a 29 yarder.
up 17-0 early in the second half, the niners made what was surprisingly their biggest mistake of the game: knocking out faulk and forcing the bucs to put in their second-string QB. he turned out to be approximately 19 times better than faulk, and got the bucs to within 3 points, 20-17, before the niners found the end zone again.
the bucs would score one more time with the clock running out, but would fail to recover the onside kick. the somewhat battered niners (11 injuries in the last two games, with 6 of them coming among the secondary) went on to win 27-24.
partway through a back-and-forth game against rival seattle, bunting was sacked hard and was taken off the field with a broken tailbone. needless to say, he's done for the season, which sucks because he was putting up numbers that were easily better that his previous six seasons (highlighted by the fact that he got voted into the pro bowl before getting injured, four weeks before the season actually ended).
the team pretty much fell apart after that, and backup QB jordan was decimated by the seattle defense. the niners went on to lose 35-28. bowes was also kept to 50 yards on the ground in the snowstorm.
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the now 12-2 niners next faced the buccaneers, a team that not too long ago elimated them from the conference finals. this time, despite 2 fumbles, 2 interceptions, a missed field goal, and giving up a defensive touchdown, the niners just could not suck enough to lose to the buccanneers. early on, both teams had a few ludicrously obvious chances to score that somehow went awry, and then finally late in the first quarter, michael faulk, the bucs' QB, fumbled and it was run back by the 9000 pound lineman harold minter for a touchdown.
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on the very next play, faulk threw an interception (one of many), but the niners weren't able to turn it into any points as stewart (who recently made 4 50+ yard field goals) missed a 29 yarder.
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up 17-0 early in the second half, the niners made what was surprisingly their biggest mistake of the game: knocking out faulk and forcing the bucs to put in their second-string QB. he turned out to be approximately 19 times better than faulk, and got the bucs to within 3 points, 20-17, before the niners found the end zone again.
the bucs would score one more time with the clock running out, but would fail to recover the onside kick. the somewhat battered niners (11 injuries in the last two games, with 6 of them coming among the secondary) went on to win 27-24.
Nov 24, 2008
sudaFED
WELCOME TO WARP ZONE!
no WONDER they only sell this shit over the counter nowadays.
who needs meth?
no WONDER they only sell this shit over the counter nowadays.
who needs meth?
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