Friday, July 29, 2005  

damn this is a good song, it is by The The and is called Amargeddon Days (are here again)

They're 5 miles high as the crow flies
leavin' vapour trails against a blood red sky
Movin' in from the East toward the West
with Balaclava helmets over their heads, yes!
But if you think that Jesus Christ is coming
Honey you've got another thing coming
If he ever finds out who's hi-jacked his name
He'll cut out his heart and turn in his grave
Islam is rising
The Christians mobilising
The world is on its elbows and knees
It's forgotten the message and worships the creeds
It's war, she cried, It's war, she cried, this is war
Drop your possessions, all you simple folk
You will fight them on the beaches in your underclothes
You will thank the good lord for raising the union jack
You'll watch the ships out of harbour
and the bodies come floating back
If the real Jesus Christ were to stand up today
He'd be gunned down by the C.I.A.
Oh, the lights that now burn brightest behind stained glass
Will cast the darkest shadows upon the human heart
But God didn't build himself that throne
God doesn't live in Israel or Rome
God belong to the yankee dollar
God doesn't plant the bombs for Hezbollah
God doesn't even go to church
And God won't send us down to Allah to burn
No, God will remind us what we already know
That the human race is about to reap what it's sown
The world is on its elbows and knees
It's forgotten the message and worships the creeds
Armageddon days are here again

   [ posted  @ 3:17 PM ] [ (0) comments ]

damn friggin hyper ass me. i need to knock off the juicin.

   [ posted  @ 1:48 PM ] [ (0) comments ]

music: david reilly - blaming the truth
mood: relaxed
location: lowell office
actions: drinking vanilla coke and posting on Fazed

just like a monkey ready to be shot into space...

so i have only a half shift today, and it is in the lowell office. that is kinda like a vacation. i get to sit here and handle only one server and four workstations. that is so damn easy. plus i get payed. plus i sit here watching people while i read hunter s. thompson, post in the fazed forums, and listen to re:gen radio. what a wonderful mixture. industrial music...gonzo literature...and crazy alcoholics talking about the idiocy of it all. beautiful.

i had a really good night the other night. after a double shift, julie and i went to dinner at unos. had the golden margarita...or whatever they call it. pretty good, and goes well with chicken. we talked, we ate; we were teh_fat.

then i got some good sleep. then i got up and showered and came to work. and i will go home tonight and sleep till i double shift in burlington. then i will sleep and double shift in lowell on friday. then saturday morning shift. then sunday julie and i are chillin. so yeah. busy. oh well. busy with money. 88.9 hours. how did i manage that???

   [ posted  @ 1:12 PM ] [ (0) comments ]

music at the moment: attrition - 'two gods'
mood: awake but still exhausted
thinking about: some more sleep very very soon
doing: i am posting in the Fazed forums

   [ posted  @ 11:39 PM ] [ (0) comments ]

just kill me now

i can't believe that. a bill that has done nothing but expand government meddling has been upheld and extended. good bye civil liberties i doubt anyone will notice you are gone. after all, everyone is so afraid of terrorists that they are willing to give up the freedoms that america was built on in return for a false sense of security. we might as well bend over and let the whole world have a go at us. seriously folks, is everyone retarded? but they don't teach you that the founding fathers really thought. they were all good wholesome white christians that served god and country above everything else. that's what you learn generally. someone needs to start using howard zinn as a text book writer. oh well, the founding fathers would move out of the country if they were exposed to something as awful as the patriot act. they'd attempt to assinate bush because of his disgusting attempt to make this country into a 'christian' nation. i think i will side with thomas jefferson, who quite often thought the world would be better off without organized religions like christianity. of course, there is a difference between faith and religion, but people get all touchy about that shit. wah wah. if you aren't offended by something in your world, you don't live in a free society.

"I concur with you strictly in your opinion of the comparative merits of atheism and demonism, and really see nothing but the latter in the being worshipped by many who think themselves Christians." -Thomas Jefferson

well that is my rant about the patriot act, and bush's nazi regime. let's talk about something else, like the london incidents. as of this morning the london police had shot a man that was a suspected suicide bomber. this is the story thus far. the world is slowly going nuts, wait it was always like this. people keep thinking that everything was different before september eleventh, but really the world was always this twisted. just because america turned into china and became such an isolationist country does not mean that the rest of the world stopped functioning. instead of teaching our children seven times about the revolutionary war, perhaps we should teach them something about the other nations that exist. it might give them a little perspective. a perspective that might show them how far behind the rest of the world america truly is. take for instance a cell phone. just about everyone has one now, and we all love all the various uses that we can get out of a little phone. now, compare america cell phones to those in europe or in asia...we are drastically behind technologically and ours are more expensive. we're the only industrialized nation that lets people die of common illnesses because we are too morally bankrupt to approve a national healthcare system that would cover the basics. we have the twentieth best infant mortality rate, which is pathetic when you see how we pride ourselves on being such an advanced nation. like always though, i digress and lose site of what i was saying.

so, instead of refocusing i will downshift and change lanes. then i will gun the engine and pull ever single pound or torque and every last ounce of horsepower out of the engine and hope there isn't an unmarked state police car watching. we all know how much the police love me, and we all know how nice it is to get cuffed before work on a saturday. for those of you who know what i am talking about, i hope you are getting a chuckle out of that. for those of you who don't have a clue, just remember that i have never been arrested, but i am constantly harassed by the pigs.

on a lighter note, i need to stop farting at this office. it is only me and four candidates, so it is a little obvious who did it. not like i mind, but i think they do.

that is, for now, all.

   [ posted  @ 8:28 AM ] [ (0) comments ]

so 'they' struck again. although it is a little bit more than obvious that this was a copycat attack that was not well thought out. gotta love how the west has this false sense of security. that is enough about current events for now though.

it is another long day at work, and today i have to train Marc. yesterday i worked at the waltham site with Mark. he's the typical cali-boy. though he is 34 and not a boy at all. we had a blast thinking back to the early goth movement and the great music that came out of it. mmm...robert smith...bauhaus...the legendary pink dots...**swoon** gotta love it.

finally thinking about a new tattoo. i am half way through my 21st year so it is about time to get one. i am debating outlining my current tattoos to make them one piece of art, or to add something on my right arm. i am considering the gonzo fist, but i think i need to think a little bit more before i go adding that to my arm.

where is my pizza? damn slow delivery people...

   [ posted  @ 2:09 PM ] [ (0) comments ]

umm this scares me. someone hold me.

   [ posted  @ 11:32 PM ] [ (0) comments ]

where to start? hehe so many things to say, but i think i will keep it simple and civil.

i think i will open with a quote:

"Blogs are impersonal. Because the Internet is a faceless medium, everyone thinks that they don't have to communicate decently. This leads to blogs that are irreverent, rude, caustic, frivolous, spiteful, ranting, and even frankly blasphemous. In short, because they are impersonal people write stuff that they would never say out loud to someone."

-Lincoln Mullen

if you wish to discuss my rejection of jesus with me, i would suggest that you tell me who you are, after all you know who i am and it is common courtesy. if you don't want to discuss it, then i suggest you stop anonymously posting comments. so my greek enigma, shall we dance, or shall you choose the cowardly way out, just as all the rest of your friends have?

   [ posted  @ 12:28 PM ] [ (1) comments ]

funny word of the moment: fuck-stick
music: nin 'we're in this together now'
thinking about: corruption in humanity
feeling: hopeless

   [ posted  @ 12:03 AM ] [ (0) comments ]

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why do i get 404'd when i try to visit one of my favorite blogs? oh yeah, the nazis...i forgot about the nazis. eat shit you nazis! eat it with croutons!

   [ posted  @ 12:43 PM ] [ (0) comments ]

i can't sleep right now. i don't know why, so i went online to look at some old websites i used to visit regularly. i realized why i don't anymore.

first a laurence binyon poem:



For The Fallen
With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children,
England mourns for her dead across the sea.
Flesh of her flesh they were, spirit of her spirit,
Fallen in the cause of the free.

Solemn the drums thrill; Death august and royal
Sings sorrow up into immortal spheres,
There is music in the midst of desolation
And a glory that shines upon our tears.

They went with songs to the battle, they were young,
Straight of limb, true of eye, steady and aglow.
They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted;
They fell with their faces to the foe.

They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years contemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.

They mingle not with their laughing comrades again;
They sit no more at familiar tables of home;
They have no lot in our labour of the day-time;
They sleep beyond England's foam.

But where our desires are and our hopes profound,
Felt as a well-spring that is hidden from sight,
To the innermost heart of their own land they are known
As the stars are known to the Night;

As the stars that shall be bright when we are dust,
Moving in marches upon the heavenly plain;
As the stars that are starry in the time of our darkness,
To the end, to the end, they remain.

now, the site i went to was BushFlash which is also on the sidebar. i started watching the animations. i didn't make it far before i had to stop. i can't stand all of this sometimes. this war, where over 1600 american soldiers died for a lie. where over 100,000 iraqis have died for that same lie. bah. i don't want to talk about it anymore. i suppose i am just in one of those moods at the moment. might be the missing sleep.

on another note check out SunniDisposition. Julie does that. i hope she keeps writing. i am going to add a link to the sidebar as soon as i get the time to edit my template.

that is all for now.

   [ posted  @ 12:07 AM ] [ (0) comments ]

the captain is sick

   [ posted  @ 10:27 PM ] [ (0) comments ]

welcome to another day in lowell:

i don't honestly mind working alone all day. i have the candidates to talk with, and that is enough social contact. i also have the internet now so i can talk to people online if i get lonely. i also like that fact that if something goes wrong it is my fault, and i have to clean up my mess. i would much rather spend hours cleaning up after my mistake than spend a minute cleaning up after someone else. speaking of cleaning up apparently, in my zeal to leave the burlington office yesterday i did not clean up everything, or i missed the mistakes that my incompetent coworker made in cleaning up. telling someone to clean up the desk seems like such a simple command. however, with my dear absent-minded coworkers this is a task that needs to be monitered apparently. oh well, the fault is my own i do suppose. i should know he is a useless swine.

anyhow, so starting up today i am missing one station, but i have four people coming in for tests. that is bad. very bad. another day of sticking four people on three stations for the entire day. this might hurt, but like last friday it might work out nicely. i am not sure just yet, and i think i might have to write something later to update whether or not it went well.

Softly Now,
You owe it to the world
And everyone knows that you're my favourite girl
But there's somethings in life that are not meant to be
I'm not meant for you and your not meant for me
Here's to our problems
And here's to our fights
Here's to our achings
And here's to you having a Good life
From Me
Good Life

at least the guy that is scheduled for the broken workstation is nice. it is always a positive thing when you have people that are still nice to you even though they are waiting an hour or two longer than they thought they would be waiting. gotta love them happy candidates. i need a stiff drink. heck i would settle for seltzer water right about now. all i have is warm sprite that i got out of the back of my car. it was that or warm beer that i still haven't unpacked since i got back from maine. my parents bought a ton of beer for the family party, but no one really drank anything so we have to lug it all home. my parents move out of the condo for the rest of the summer on saturday. then the renter...rentor?...moves in till september. damn them. taking away my condo. my refuge. my haven. whatever. so i guess warm sprite is better than warm beer. i could run to the cafe that is next door to this office, but that would involve leaving the fone and leaving tech support. i hate tech support.

Softer Now,
You owe it to yourself
And don't think that you will be left on the shelf
Cause there's someone for you and there's someone for me
Like me you'll meet them eventually
Here's to your lover
And here's to my wife
Here's to your children and here's to you having a good life
From Me
Good Life

i hope that i have time to grab lunch today. otherwise i am going to be in trouble. the only thing that i have with me is sunflower seeds. i like them, but they are hardly a meal. and after nine hours of being here, i am sure that i am going to need at least a little something. i might be fat, but that does not mean that my body does not require food. i can't live off my blubber like a whale...though that would be an amazing thing...if i could that is.

Louder Now,
You've lost all your pain
You're married with children and happy again
And now I'm regretting the move that I made
Fatal mistakes are so easily made
Enough of my problems they only cause fights
Forget that I rang you
And promise you'll have such a
Beautifully happy and painlessly romantic
Good life
From Me
Good Life

   [ posted  @ 8:33 AM ] [ (0) comments ]

i am coming home later tonight. more than likely just to sleep. bah. i was thinking of something to write, but it forgot. damn catholic channel, it breaks my concentration.

   [ posted  @ 2:43 PM ] [ (0) comments ]

to the beach. just remember, bitches get stitches!!!

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