If you don't know what I've been up to, I've been writing (instead of blogging about my life) a satirical news column on my other blog: Aude Sapere Mortem
Check it out if you haven't already. I assure you, it's worth it (from what I've been told).
As for my life...
Not so much has changed since I last wrote. I've been doing the same old filing cabinet things in my old filing cabinet life. Very drab. Very drab indeed, I know.
That is basically the all and most of it and I will not bore you with talk of business suits and of mahogany desk sets or even of my precise knowledge of accounting. Talk of this will come later.
Do widzenia,
That is all.
Sunday, April 20, 2008
Friday, April 11, 2008
Pointe
I am completely obsessed with this song. Thanks, Cristina...
I Will Light You On Fire
And I can't just sit here thinking,
"My fleet is sinking,
Make room at the bottom of the sea,"
Or, "Don't upset the wealthy,
It's unhealthy,"
Everyone has a price, Sometimes I have two
And if I lack point or purpose
On the surface
It's only 'cause I was trying to fit in
And some years are uneventful
Inconsequential
And some years I don't show up at all
And I will build a wall to watch it tilting
Knock it over, start rebuilding
Just to keep from wasting time
Salute the march of the newly peaceful
From the mine shaft to the steeple
To the courthouse and back again
Why don't you don't I join the protest
I'm still asleep, you're not impressed
And we'd be better off uninvolved
Oh come on, come on tell me something
Sell me something or I'm jumping
And I cannot live that way for long
And you know this requires discussion
Or preferably, a concussion
Why can't we talk about something good?
So, I'm feeling better about Jenny
I still miss her, and what doesn't help is that I'm staying at Mom's on Friday to watch Zoe (who is now alone). She won't be there and that sucks. I think Cristina will be staying with me (because I'm scared of my mom's house at night when I'm alone [for some reason]).
I washed all my clothes and now feel extraordinarily clean and good about everything. I also bought a new Rugby shirt and I'm going to start up a Rugby Union with a few friends. I'll need a total of 15 to at least play, but it'll be fine.
Everything's boring... There's not much to report.
That is all.
I Will Light You On Fire
And I can't just sit here thinking,
"My fleet is sinking,
Make room at the bottom of the sea,"
Or, "Don't upset the wealthy,
It's unhealthy,"
Everyone has a price, Sometimes I have two
And if I lack point or purpose
On the surface
It's only 'cause I was trying to fit in
And some years are uneventful
Inconsequential
And some years I don't show up at all
And I will build a wall to watch it tilting
Knock it over, start rebuilding
Just to keep from wasting time
Salute the march of the newly peaceful
From the mine shaft to the steeple
To the courthouse and back again
Why don't you don't I join the protest
I'm still asleep, you're not impressed
And we'd be better off uninvolved
Oh come on, come on tell me something
Sell me something or I'm jumping
And I cannot live that way for long
And you know this requires discussion
Or preferably, a concussion
Why can't we talk about something good?
So, I'm feeling better about Jenny
I still miss her, and what doesn't help is that I'm staying at Mom's on Friday to watch Zoe (who is now alone). She won't be there and that sucks. I think Cristina will be staying with me (because I'm scared of my mom's house at night when I'm alone [for some reason]).
I washed all my clothes and now feel extraordinarily clean and good about everything. I also bought a new Rugby shirt and I'm going to start up a Rugby Union with a few friends. I'll need a total of 15 to at least play, but it'll be fine.
Everything's boring... There's not much to report.
That is all.
My Late Puppy
Jenny died 02 April 2008 at 6:00PM.
She was 12 years old.
My mother asked me to come to a vet appointment with her. She needed to bring both dogs although the appointment was only for Jenny because she doesn't like to leave Zoe at home.
I agreed and watched Zoe in the car while she went in. Jenny hasn't been eating lately. Mom came out half an hour later and tells me Jenny has a tumor. After and ultrasound, they found it on her spleen.
She decided to have her euthanised.
She looked into my eyes until the end. I was the last thing she saw. I saw it in her eyes that she had left. No thanks to the vet, who didn't inform me when she had done it. I saw it in her eyes.
She was fine earlier in the day.
Auto Reverse
I haven't been on here forever.
Sorry.
It's not really as though anyone reads my crap anyways.
But, oh well.
A ton has happened.
I got fired from Borders. lol
So, I got this new fancy job at the Hilton as a night Auditor. I get to do fancy important stuff like accounting and tallying and guest services.
But I'll be getting paid an assload, so that's what matters.
I guess, really, I've taken a real fall. Working at the Hilton is kind of like, for me, Royal living at the Lindbergh Palace then working there as an elevator operator. I never lived at the Hilton, but I lived in the Waldorf, like, five doors down from them.
I cleaned my closet out... mostly. It's really pretty now. I feel clean.
I cleaned my whole room, actually. With a tenacity beyond all reason. I was having an "OCD" fit and had to clean something. I almost cleaned Nate's room, but I don't want disease.
Alex and I have been hanging out. That feels nice. With the exception of this week, I've been over there every Wednesday night. I guess it makes me feel better about my situation being with her. She makes me feel good about myself. It's hard for people to do that because I'm really hardly ever happy.
I need $100...
...to pay for this internet connection.
I got a fat "severance" cheque. Really, it was my vacation pay that I didn't know I had and, apparently, didn't use. That was nice.
I need to sell my bass and accessories for said bass. I might just keep it, but who knows?
Nikki's laptop broke. I think the hard drive is trying to eat itself. I need to give it back, but she never answers her phone.
What else...?
I finally saw American Psycho. Great film.
I found an old tattoo design from like two years ago when I was cleaning the closet. It's all waterlogged and crumply, but it's awesome. lol
It's the helm and such for my family's coat of arms. I was revamping it because it's kind of out-of-date and 18th century Eastern European-looking. Plus, I want it personalised if I'm going to have it embedded into my skin.
So... that's about all.
Oh! I saw Cloverfield. I don't know if I posted that before.
Fuckin', like, the greatest, you know, story... lol
I liked it for what it was. A new-age monster flick.
I can't believe I just said "flick". Stupid Clerks.
Anyways...
That's all.
- JWK
Sorry.
It's not really as though anyone reads my crap anyways.
But, oh well.
A ton has happened.
I got fired from Borders. lol
So, I got this new fancy job at the Hilton as a night Auditor. I get to do fancy important stuff like accounting and tallying and guest services.
But I'll be getting paid an assload, so that's what matters.
I guess, really, I've taken a real fall. Working at the Hilton is kind of like, for me, Royal living at the Lindbergh Palace then working there as an elevator operator. I never lived at the Hilton, but I lived in the Waldorf, like, five doors down from them.
I cleaned my closet out... mostly. It's really pretty now. I feel clean.
I cleaned my whole room, actually. With a tenacity beyond all reason. I was having an "OCD" fit and had to clean something. I almost cleaned Nate's room, but I don't want disease.
Alex and I have been hanging out. That feels nice. With the exception of this week, I've been over there every Wednesday night. I guess it makes me feel better about my situation being with her. She makes me feel good about myself. It's hard for people to do that because I'm really hardly ever happy.
I need $100...
...to pay for this internet connection.
I got a fat "severance" cheque. Really, it was my vacation pay that I didn't know I had and, apparently, didn't use. That was nice.
I need to sell my bass and accessories for said bass. I might just keep it, but who knows?
Nikki's laptop broke. I think the hard drive is trying to eat itself. I need to give it back, but she never answers her phone.
What else...?
I finally saw American Psycho. Great film.
I found an old tattoo design from like two years ago when I was cleaning the closet. It's all waterlogged and crumply, but it's awesome. lol
It's the helm and such for my family's coat of arms. I was revamping it because it's kind of out-of-date and 18th century Eastern European-looking. Plus, I want it personalised if I'm going to have it embedded into my skin.
So... that's about all.
Oh! I saw Cloverfield. I don't know if I posted that before.
Fuckin', like, the greatest, you know, story... lol
I liked it for what it was. A new-age monster flick.
I can't believe I just said "flick". Stupid Clerks.
Anyways...
That's all.
- JWK
Ultra 72
The truth is, I'm lonely.
I'm always lonely. I could have all the friends in the world and never have any time where I'm alone and I would still be lonely.
I don't know why.
I've always been like this. I'm sorry.
I'm excessive. I'm obsessive. I'm compulsive. I'm extravagant. I'm boisterous. I'm aggressively kind. I'm aggressively rude. I'm aggressively existential.
I am existential in general.
I never care. Only about myself. I'm fake.
Again, I'm sorry.
I want to be normal, but who's to say exactly what defines normal. The masses. Why do I want to be a sheep? Because it's normal.
I want to be the leader. Always. I want to be in control. I've never not been in control... on purpose. I'm pushed down often. I never want to be a follower... on purpose.
I just want to be happy. I want people to be happy with me. I want a normal life, normal friends, normal experiences.
We'll start out tomorrow and see what happens.
- JWK
I'm always lonely. I could have all the friends in the world and never have any time where I'm alone and I would still be lonely.
I don't know why.
I've always been like this. I'm sorry.
I'm excessive. I'm obsessive. I'm compulsive. I'm extravagant. I'm boisterous. I'm aggressively kind. I'm aggressively rude. I'm aggressively existential.
I am existential in general.
I never care. Only about myself. I'm fake.
Again, I'm sorry.
I want to be normal, but who's to say exactly what defines normal. The masses. Why do I want to be a sheep? Because it's normal.
I want to be the leader. Always. I want to be in control. I've never not been in control... on purpose. I'm pushed down often. I never want to be a follower... on purpose.
I just want to be happy. I want people to be happy with me. I want a normal life, normal friends, normal experiences.
We'll start out tomorrow and see what happens.
- JWK
Deluxe
I can't stand this place.
I may not even attend NAU, now that I'm thinking about it... I may travel someplace else, just to escape from everyone.
I realise that I don't have many "real friends". Mostly, people prefer other friends' company to mine and that upsets me. I'm probably not going to inform many of my departure. I'll just go.
Anyplace will be better, wherever I go. I hope to leave the country. Start over elsewhere and hopefully be happy.
- JWK
I may not even attend NAU, now that I'm thinking about it... I may travel someplace else, just to escape from everyone.
I realise that I don't have many "real friends". Mostly, people prefer other friends' company to mine and that upsets me. I'm probably not going to inform many of my departure. I'll just go.
Anyplace will be better, wherever I go. I hope to leave the country. Start over elsewhere and hopefully be happy.
- JWK
Olympus
I really don't like Nate's friend Sara.
At first I did.
She's rude, mainly to me, in the place where I live. I really have never stood for people being actually rude to me in my house. Jokingly mean and/or rude is fine. But she's literally rude to me.
Plus, she's not being fair to Nate. Or at least, she wasn't being fair to Nate. He says they've both "...realised there's nothing coming out of this, but I still want to be her friend," he says. I still don't like her, though. After what she did to Brian then started doing to Nate... that's fucked up.
On all levels.
James is sleeping on my couch. In an awkward position. His back is going to destroy itself. I should wake him up. Looks painful.
Monica wants to see me, and I her, but her son. So probably not today. And his father is being a douche, so she's not letting him have him for a while. I really think this might work better than before.
Before, I met Rhiannon earlier on. Bad idea. Then she started calling me dad. Then Jenn and I started spending more time together than is healthy.
Then we got married.
This seems better because we don't see each other. At all really. Twice a week or so. It's nice to have freedom but still be with her. I know it just started a week ago, but, you know.
- JWK
At first I did.
She's rude, mainly to me, in the place where I live. I really have never stood for people being actually rude to me in my house. Jokingly mean and/or rude is fine. But she's literally rude to me.
Plus, she's not being fair to Nate. Or at least, she wasn't being fair to Nate. He says they've both "...realised there's nothing coming out of this, but I still want to be her friend," he says. I still don't like her, though. After what she did to Brian then started doing to Nate... that's fucked up.
On all levels.
James is sleeping on my couch. In an awkward position. His back is going to destroy itself. I should wake him up. Looks painful.
Monica wants to see me, and I her, but her son. So probably not today. And his father is being a douche, so she's not letting him have him for a while. I really think this might work better than before.
Before, I met Rhiannon earlier on. Bad idea. Then she started calling me dad. Then Jenn and I started spending more time together than is healthy.
Then we got married.
This seems better because we don't see each other. At all really. Twice a week or so. It's nice to have freedom but still be with her. I know it just started a week ago, but, you know.
- JWK
Century
I have a girlfriend.
It's nice to say. Her name is Monica Rodriguez and we've known eachother for around five years. She used to hang out with Alex and me and all of our friends then.
I also dropped my phone in the toilet and was forced to buy a new, better, faster one. It rocks. Cristina then went out and bought the same one. MP3 capabilities, fast interweb and all that crazy jazz.
So I've lost your phone number. I lost all my phone numbers. Give it to me.
There's a party tonight.
That's really all the news I have.
- JWK
It's nice to say. Her name is Monica Rodriguez and we've known eachother for around five years. She used to hang out with Alex and me and all of our friends then.
I also dropped my phone in the toilet and was forced to buy a new, better, faster one. It rocks. Cristina then went out and bought the same one. MP3 capabilities, fast interweb and all that crazy jazz.
So I've lost your phone number. I lost all my phone numbers. Give it to me.
There's a party tonight.
That's really all the news I have.
- JWK
Svedka
Happy Hanukkah (Chanukah) [Hanukah]!
The first night of the Festival of Lights and I feel like hell... I've had either a sinus infection or a cold for the past few days and hopefully it clears up soon.
For the fourth night of [the Festival], there will be a party; as with every Erev Shabbat. No theme, but I'd better get some fucking gifts. lol
I called out from work this morning because of my aforementioned sickness. I awoke and lost my voice. Pretty terrible. I slept until 3:00 PM or so and woke up still feeling like ass. I did have an interesting dream, though. I dreamt I went to my mother's house, for some reason or other, with my digital camera recording something. I entered and found my step-father sleeping with someone who was definitely not my mother. I didn't say anything, I just walked to the front foyer and grabbed the keys to my car he is holding ransom from me and walked out [knowing he's not going to say anything]. I get to the car and he runs out and says I can have the car, "just don't say anything to your mother". I drive off to attend my friend's party [note: the friend is undisclosed because I don't even know who it was]. As I'm driving, the car transforms into a go-kart. This startles me while making a turn and I end up driving down the wrong side of the street due to the surprise. I get to the party, the earth floods and we're all trapped inside while Jeff Goldblum tries to figure out a way to rectify the situation.
Pretty epic.
I only wish the car part ended up happening. Not that I wish my mother any heartbreak, of course.
Dreams, they say, are supposed to have true meaning. If this has true meaning, any at all, I'll be getting a car, my mother will be getting a divorce and Jeff Goldblum will be a front-runner in the battle against global warming. Interesting stuff.
- JWK
The first night of the Festival of Lights and I feel like hell... I've had either a sinus infection or a cold for the past few days and hopefully it clears up soon.
For the fourth night of [the Festival], there will be a party; as with every Erev Shabbat. No theme, but I'd better get some fucking gifts. lol
I called out from work this morning because of my aforementioned sickness. I awoke and lost my voice. Pretty terrible. I slept until 3:00 PM or so and woke up still feeling like ass. I did have an interesting dream, though. I dreamt I went to my mother's house, for some reason or other, with my digital camera recording something. I entered and found my step-father sleeping with someone who was definitely not my mother. I didn't say anything, I just walked to the front foyer and grabbed the keys to my car he is holding ransom from me and walked out [knowing he's not going to say anything]. I get to the car and he runs out and says I can have the car, "just don't say anything to your mother". I drive off to attend my friend's party [note: the friend is undisclosed because I don't even know who it was]. As I'm driving, the car transforms into a go-kart. This startles me while making a turn and I end up driving down the wrong side of the street due to the surprise. I get to the party, the earth floods and we're all trapped inside while Jeff Goldblum tries to figure out a way to rectify the situation.
Pretty epic.
I only wish the car part ended up happening. Not that I wish my mother any heartbreak, of course.
Dreams, they say, are supposed to have true meaning. If this has true meaning, any at all, I'll be getting a car, my mother will be getting a divorce and Jeff Goldblum will be a front-runner in the battle against global warming. Interesting stuff.
- JWK
Gimel
It's been raining all day and night. I love when it rains. The only time I find I can write quality material is when it is overcast yet I don't find myself in a particularly creative mood at the moment.
I've been having a great time at work as of late [knock on wood] and I hope that after the "holiday season" it remains that way. Cheyne, Anne and Brisa have all returned to work for Borders and I've been having a great time with them and the other members of the staff. The season has brought out a sense of familiarity in Brian and Nico. They've included me in the inside "holiday jokes" and I feel as though I had been there to see it firsthand last year.
I've been employed with Borders for nearly a year now, having been hired just after the season ended in 2006. I'm the fastest cashier on staff and ring, second to Sage in the cafe, the most customers in the district. The fate of the store's Borders Rewards Card numbers rest on Sage and me alone, and so far I have a higher percentage than he does [again, knock on wood].
I've been doing an exemplary job with my work and the managers have seemed to show interest in it. My work at the kiosk is especially exemplary and I'm hoping that Tim puts in a good word to the managers for me on that note.
I've been working on getting ready for my "campaign for president 2008", a YouTube series telling voters who don't know who to vote for to pencil my name in on the ballots next year.
There are other shorts in the beginning stages, including: "FlatMates", "Conversations" and "Suits". Look for upcoming updates on all four.
In other news: I need a girlfriend... I hate being alone.
Yet that's rife with self-pity, so none of that.
- JWK
I've been having a great time at work as of late [knock on wood] and I hope that after the "holiday season" it remains that way. Cheyne, Anne and Brisa have all returned to work for Borders and I've been having a great time with them and the other members of the staff. The season has brought out a sense of familiarity in Brian and Nico. They've included me in the inside "holiday jokes" and I feel as though I had been there to see it firsthand last year.
I've been employed with Borders for nearly a year now, having been hired just after the season ended in 2006. I'm the fastest cashier on staff and ring, second to Sage in the cafe, the most customers in the district. The fate of the store's Borders Rewards Card numbers rest on Sage and me alone, and so far I have a higher percentage than he does [again, knock on wood].
I've been doing an exemplary job with my work and the managers have seemed to show interest in it. My work at the kiosk is especially exemplary and I'm hoping that Tim puts in a good word to the managers for me on that note.
I've been working on getting ready for my "campaign for president 2008", a YouTube series telling voters who don't know who to vote for to pencil my name in on the ballots next year.
There are other shorts in the beginning stages, including: "FlatMates", "Conversations" and "Suits". Look for upcoming updates on all four.
In other news: I need a girlfriend... I hate being alone.
Yet that's rife with self-pity, so none of that.
- JWK
A Schoen Product
My room has all the flair of a filing cabinet in it's office-decor setup. I've become all too used to having absolutely no home decorations and it shows.
The new headquarters for Studio Sigma Films, Ltd. is centered, firmly placed, between manila-folder beige and xerox-machine grey.
No luck today finding a new antique typewriter. I did, however, find myself interested in the Hollywood Automat [stainless steel] Splicer (8mm.16mm) and ended up purchasing it (leading me to find that money, albeit necessary, has fucked me in my unwilling ass).
Bank of America's WorldPoints Credit Card department has been returning my payments due to an "error in your account number". I then scheduled a payment for $110 USD and realised that, "Fuck. I owe a shit-ton of cash this month and upcoming.
To remedy this, I've decided to file suit against the woman who placed me in a great amount of pain. [Note: for those not "in the know", I was struck by a vehicle on my way to work, whilst on bicycle, by a truck. Really, I was the one who struck the truck, having nowhere else to go; other than into traffic; when she decided to barge in front of me in the bicycle lane and proceed to turn ever so slowly. I went under the truck and was pinned, gladly realising (before screaming like a 10 year-old girl) that she had stopped.]
This suit should appropriate (yes, seize) me a minimum of $5000 USD, equaling enough for me to pay of all debts and purchase an much needed automobile.
Things were so much easier when I was rich.
The new headquarters for Studio Sigma Films, Ltd. is centered, firmly placed, between manila-folder beige and xerox-machine grey.
No luck today finding a new antique typewriter. I did, however, find myself interested in the Hollywood Automat [stainless steel] Splicer (8mm.16mm) and ended up purchasing it (leading me to find that money, albeit necessary, has fucked me in my unwilling ass).
Bank of America's WorldPoints Credit Card department has been returning my payments due to an "error in your account number". I then scheduled a payment for $110 USD and realised that, "Fuck. I owe a shit-ton of cash this month and upcoming.
To remedy this, I've decided to file suit against the woman who placed me in a great amount of pain. [Note: for those not "in the know", I was struck by a vehicle on my way to work, whilst on bicycle, by a truck. Really, I was the one who struck the truck, having nowhere else to go; other than into traffic; when she decided to barge in front of me in the bicycle lane and proceed to turn ever so slowly. I went under the truck and was pinned, gladly realising (before screaming like a 10 year-old girl) that she had stopped.]
This suit should appropriate (yes, seize) me a minimum of $5000 USD, equaling enough for me to pay of all debts and purchase an much needed automobile.
Things were so much easier when I was rich.
Habana Reserve
Today is the first day I've had an internet connection in years.
Nothing else is new, really. I've finished a script and we should begin shooting sometime soon.
That's all.
- JWK
Nothing else is new, really. I've finished a script and we should begin shooting sometime soon.
That's all.
- JWK
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