Monthly Archives: September 2003

Argh! I also be wanting to send the customer reps. at Samsung to the plank so they can be swimming with the sharks.

Hang’em all up on the keel, I say.

Shimber me timbers….Argh, I be the captain of this ship. And as such, the crew should be following my every command, see. But all them swabbies do is argue with me about my every command, the dirty sea dawgs. They be better watchin themselves or they be walkin the plank and swimmin in Davey Jones’ Locker.

[Listening to: Turntable – TLC – 3D (03:25)]
Last topic of the night is about God, Lesa and I had a 45min discussion about God. Has usual, it left me with more questions than answers. Maybe I am just incapable of being a Christian and finding God. Maybe God is hiding from me and doesn’t want me to find him. Maybe I should just accept the empty and incomplete feeling that I have has something that will follow me for the rest of my life.

Maybe God should just hit me with a lighting bolt and jump start my faith a bit.

[Listening to: More Than a Woman – Aaliyah – Aaliyah (03:50)]
The two biggest albums that I am waiting for so far is the new Dave Matthews CD (just Dave, not the band), and Fiona Apple (which according to Columbia House, is suppose to come out this month.) With Dave, I’m kinda interested in hearing the rest of the album. I’ve heard the studio/radio version of Gravedigger, which I don’t care for too much (Although a live version of this song would def. be something to listen too). I also heard two more tracks that I liked, so I’m hoping that the entire album will be worth paying full price for. As for Fiona, I can’t find any info on her new album, which makes me believe that Columbia House is talking out of it’s ass about a new album
coming out.

Also pissed off with local radio, esp. Alice 97.3 I am saddened that they were voted best morning show by the Bay Guardian. Ugh…I’m sorry but I just HATE No Name more and more each time that I hear him and Sarah has become such a bitch. Hooman is annoying and stuff, but with all of the crap that he has to take, I actually feel more sorry for him. And don’t get me started about the handicap kid that they have. What, they couldn’t get Hammering Hank from Wyld, so they went out and found their own. I am not going to start on the hyprocracies that is the Dog House at Wyld 94.9.

Corporate Radio Still Sucks…

[Listening to: Vogue [12″ Version] – Madonna – Vogue (08:27)]
web=cam is on…

So, I’m just minding my own business online and I get this IM ” Pssssssst” from Aleksmama4915. So first I’m thinking, “Not another porn IM” and I go to block the user. But there is something about the name and then it hits me, it’s my friend Stephanie. I haven’t seen Stephanie for about 2 years now; the last time we saw each other, we spent the day At Lagoon Valley Park in Vacaville with her son chasing after lizards. (I think I was waiting for Suzanne to get out of the Ren Faire.)

Anyway, I had to get her off line and talk to her in person on the phone. **sigh** OMG, Steph and I were such good friends back in the day in Vacaville. She seems to be doing well, living out in the Central Valley with her son. She told me he has just started
kindergarten this year. That just floored me; all of my friend’s children are
growing up so fast. So we talked for about 45mins. catching up on stuff. I def. have to go out and see her, her son, and their goats (even if it meant crossing 2-3
mountain/hills and travel in the Valley to see her.

Also brought up someone else who I really hate. And this is hate for what that
person did ages ago. It’s actually surprising that I still have this hate for this person. And there really isn’t anything I can do about what he did, it’s not my problem at all or anything. But if I ever saw this person walking down the street, I would have to go up to that person and beat the living shit out of them. It would be a matter of honor, I think.

**fumes** just looking at this person has me riled up. I need to punch something…

Am I wrong for wanting people to die on Survivor for me to watch?

Dido – Honestly OK

I just want to feel safe in my own skin
I just want to be happy again
I just want to feel deep in my own world
but I’m so lonely I don’t even want to be with myself anymore

On a different day if I was safe in my own skin
then I wouldn’t feel so lost and so frightened
But this is today and I’m lost in my own skin

And I’m so lonely I don’t even want to be with myself anymore

(now your safe, oh oh)
(how I feel, oh oh)

And I’m so lonely I don’t even want to be with myself anymore

(now your safe, oh oh)
And I’m so lonely I don’t even want to be with myself anymore
(how I feel, oh oh)

I just want to feel safe in my own skin
I just want to be happy again

Not overly depressed or lonely. Although today was a mostly shitty day. Just felt like posting these lyrics, cause that’s part of what blogs/journals are for, right?

[Listening to: Recovering the Satellites [Live] – Counting Crows – Across a Wire: Live in New York Disc 2 (05:49)]
Spent half of the evening cooking dinner. Made some pasta with some lemon chicken sausage that I bought. Took me 5 pans to cook everything though. Sorry, haven’t cooked sausage in a long time. So I fried some of it and baked some of it, and then fried then baked the rest. Think that it would have been easier to just boil all of the links. Well, eventually, they did get cooked and everything turned out surprisingly well.

Spent the rest of the evening working on Moveable Type, or more specifily, cleaning up my archives. for some reason, all of the html brackets for my earliest post got turned into their ASCII codes. So I was going through each entry with w.blogger until I realize that it would be easier just to goto the archive folder and fix the entire page at one time. It was only for March and April for some reason. Well, most of the pictures and links are fixed. The naked pictures aren’t up though. I don’t remember taking them off of my site, but they aren’t on the site or on my hard drive. Hopefully, I have a backup copy somewhere. Just fixing the archives and looking around my site makes me realize that I need to clean both the website and my hard drive; try to get some organization to it.

Tried calling Mew, but she didn’t pick up. The weirdest thing was that my phone rang this morning and I so I check the voice message and it’s Mew. So I call her back wondering why she is waking my ass up at 8a.m. (it needed to be woken up anyways…). She tells me that she called me last night, not this morning. So for some
weird reason, I didn’t get the message until this morning. Weird.

**sigh** I also have to make a public apology to the customer service person that I talked to this morning from Samsung. I was pissed off that she was dumping me to another person and couldn’t help me so I made the snide comment “Let me guess, you are in India right now?” It was a rude comment that shouldn’t have been said out loud. I’m just frustrated with this whole monitor mess, which I
shouldn’t be. I have a working 19″ monitor, it’s just that it should not have been this big of a deal to get me a replacement monitor and to ship the broken one back.

Am worried about the hurricane that is headed for the East Coast. My Aunt Jackie live in Portsmouth, VA. at the mouth of the
Chesapeake Bay. That’s where the hurricane is suppose to hit. Just this last week, a typhoon hit southern S. Korea, including Busan and my old home town of Daegu.
Luckily, my emo (aunt – my mom’s sister) lives in Seoul and they weren’t hit as hard. However some of the pictures are scary, with huge tanker ships just thrown against each other and around in the harbor.

I had better get my sleep. I might be babysitting Brock for Amber and Rob while they goto the Giant’s game.
Luckily it is a school nigh, so I can send him to sleep early.