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Friday, July 10th, 2009
1:09 pm	:: Windmill hunting :: I just spent almost exactly one (1) hour cleaning my room, and now I'm taking a break. Actually, it looks pretty good for not having been touched in a couple of weeks. ¡Qué sorpresa! The loose papers in the cubby below my desk have been once-overed into "My Art" and "Everything Else" and put into two separate boxes... I'll sort them further when I'm not so lazy~... |3 Clothes are clean but need folding. Bookshelf has books on it but needs sorting as well. Took the garbage out, and (oddly enough) recyclables as well. Now I just need to do two more loads of laundry, rip some CDs to MP3, and hopefully get a hike in before dinner. Go go gadget otter! Schedule: Sunday (7/12) = 12:15-9:15pm Monday = --- Tuesday = --- (tentative plans for going shopping with Danielle for some black ripstop nylon maybe perhaps?) Wednesday (7/15) = 12:30-8:30pm Thursday = --- (Danielle's birthday, observed... I'm making steak and potatoes and lemon meringue pie, yom!) Friday = --- Saturday (7/18) = 11:30-8:30pm Current Mood: cheerful Current Music: Kula Shaker - Govinda (nibble a magical panda-biscuit!)
Sunday, July 5th, 2009
11:47 pm	:: His sketch suffers the honoured virgin :: Just out of personal curiosity, I'm going to ask this of you... I'm offering you two objects; you can choose by either answering A) the first item, or B) the second item, or C) leave them both. You can't -have- both, but you may choose C) if neither one is desirable to you. Let's begin, shall we? Would you prefer: 1) A painted wooden duck or a faded tin sign saying "Piano Lessons: Enquire Within"? 2) A shiny gum wrapper or a piece of string too short to be saved? 3) Aeronaut's goggles or an ice-cold can of Crystal Pepsi? 4) A spoonful of wasabi or a spoonful of green-tea ice cream? 5) A clock that keeps excellent time but runs backwards or a clock that can't ever be corrected and loses one day every four years? 6) A year off the end of your life in exchange for $10000 (or the equivalent) a year for the remainder, or losing one perfect day forever in exchange for a perfect year at the end of your life (whenever that may be)? 7) A pair of shoes that look hideously awful but feel wonderful, or a shirt that itches slightly and continually but makes you look fantastically amazing? 8) A cure that causes horrible pain but leaves no scars, or a cure that leaves horrible scars but stops the pain immediately? 9) A useful tool that only you cannot use but -everybody- else can, or a useless frippery that only you can use but -nobody- else can? 10) Crossing a bridge that leads halfway to nowhere or encountering a wall that can't be traversed in any fashion? And please, elaborate. =D If you choose the ducky and then would make it ride on invisible waves, you can say so! It's encouraged, but not required. (And yes, the title of this entry has a meaning. I shan't tell you, it's a secret~) Current Mood: curious Current Music: Ella Fitzgerald - Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas (3 nibbled panda-biscuits | nibble a magical panda-biscuit!)
Thursday, July 2nd, 2009
7:13 pm	To whom it make concern: I'm sorry, but if I say to you calmly, rationally, "(Your statement) hurts my feelings, it makes me feel crappy (for XYZ reasons), and I don't appreciate it, plz stop kthxbye" and YOU get butthurt because of it... FUCK YOU. No. Seriously. I don't need your stressful drama crapping up things. Shut the fuck up and get out of my life. Thanks in advance! Current Mood: pissed off (nibble a magical panda-biscuit!)
Monday, June 29th, 2009
1:18 am	:: You think it's clever, then you write it down and it's obvious and banal :: Have you ever had one of those moments where you link two separate but related thoughts together and you realize a kind of 'no duh' point which you pretty much knew all along, but hadn't yet specifically thought it? (That's a horribly convoluted sentence, my apologies.) Well, in either case, I just had a little realization of my own, about why I don't... seek out... eating at fast-food restaurants. Thus: 1) Chain fast-food restaurants actively push towards 'sameness', in that every McDonald's restaurant you go to is exactly like every other one in the country, with a few regional differences (two scoop rice instead of french fries [with mayonnaise], for example) but otherwise, in effect, identical. Apparently this 'sameness' scans as 'normality' so customers are comforted by familiar surroundings (much like the ones they grew up in, complete with sticky floors and a ball pit?) 2) Chain fast-food restaurants are, like any mainstream media, want to appeal to the broadest audience available, so they appeal to the broadest base. (HA HA that was a JOKE. I'm a pretty punny guy!) In simpler terms, the lowest common denominator. In short, they're trying to make mass-appeal food in identical box-restaurants, whereas I am highly driven to difference, uniqueness, etc. ... Okay, it seemed pretty clever to me about 15 minutes ago when I was marveling over some handmade potsticker dumplings, in that they were different sizes and shapes, and the fillings were inconsistent, with one tasting almost like Italian seasoning and then another having more ginger root in it and so on... and it occurred to me "Aha, ticky-tacky food in ticky-tacky box-aurants!" It had never occurred to me that in this case it literally means "If you've been to one fast-food place, you've eaten at them all." There really is no difference between any given box-aurant because they all serve the same food. Pizza at Taco Bell, anyone? AND YET I still like In'n'Out Burger. I have fond memories of a childhood hamburger joint my family would sparingly visit (we were so POOR and I didn't realize until after HIGH SCHOOL because life was still substantially better than other peoples' lives!) and I guess INO Burger reminds me of it. Food is food. Sure, it can be more. Food can be nourishing and nurturing. Food can sway the heart and sooth the soul. Food feeds bodies and minds. Sure, food can be more than food, but really... to what end does it matter? Food is just fuel for the human machine. If once or twice a year I want to refuel on something made by human machine assembly line processing instead of made by my own hand... who should hold a lower opinion of me? And if they do, what good are they to me? Fuel for the thought machine. =3 Current Mood: cheerful Current Music: Orange Goblin - Lazy Mary (8 nibbled panda-biscuits | nibble a magical panda-biscuit!)
Saturday, June 27th, 2009
10:47 am	:: Frankensteinin Ikkunassa :: I suppose one definition of 'progress' is 'when you start running out of things to do to'. As I get my life more and more in order, I cross things off of my great big To-Do checklist. As I obtain items and reach goals, then I cross more things off. It's getting to the point where I have relatively few wants or needs or desires. I'm even working on getting more efficient, so I can get all my everyday things done quickly and easily, leaving me more free time. Sometimes I feel like my life is spiraling totally out of my control. Other times I feel like the master of my fate, the captain of my destiny. Right now I feel... tired. Life goes on. Anyway, on a wholly relevant yet unrelated note, I found not one but TWO new pairs of shoes at my local discount shoe outlet. 'Buy one get one half off', even. I'm pleased. n_n Cross Trekkers brand makes nice big toe-boxes on their skateboarding shoes, so I can get a smaller size compared to other brands (e.g., the shoes I have on are called size 15 but the size 13s I bought are pretty much the same size.) I also picked up some 'hiking' boots, which AFAIK online plus shipping would run me about 50 bucks but by buying them in person, on sale, they were significantly less so. Nicely nicely! Just for my own future noting: CrossTrekkers Basic Skate III Athletic Tan (13W) Rugged Outback Desoto Hiker Shoes Black (14) Current Mood: tired Current Music: Franz Ferdinand - Cheating On You (nibble a magical panda-biscuit!)
Friday, June 26th, 2009
10:45 am	:: Kaboom for Robbie! :: If a robot has been programmed to believe it cannot lie... And then it discovers (after some time holding this belief, perhaps its entire operational period) that it has been caught in a lie... A lie which is so fundamental to its core beliefs, which it has repeated to people innumerable times... This lie being: "I have been programmed not to be able to lie." Despite having been told when it was switched on, that it could indeed lie... ...what happens? o__o I eagerly await your suggestions! =D Schedule: Sunday = 12:15pm-9:15pm Monday = --- Tuesday = 12:30pm-8:30pm Wednesday = --- Thursday = --- Friday = 3:00pm-8:30pm Saturday = 1:00pm-9:15pm So yeah, as you can see, they didn't give me the 4th off. Since I took CF off I guess I don't get it now. Gonna shoot for next friday, though... and if not, maybe sometime in August, for my ONE YEAR ANNIVERSARY (08/08/08) ♥ or something. =D Hey Mofflebelly! I wub you! *wub wub* Current Mood: high Current Music: TOOL - The Pot (4 nibbled panda-biscuits | nibble a magical panda-biscuit!)
Wednesday, June 24th, 2009
10:00 pm	:: Fuzzy purple Canadian zombies... with glowing white eyes :: OMG, I totally forgot about this until JUST NOW when I moved my borrowed Waking Life DVD and saw it again! Okay, so, I got home the other day and my mom handed me my mail and THE FOLLOWING ENSUED: She: There's something there from your union *hands to me the letter* and someone in Seattle? is being attacked by zombies. Me: Thank y--What? She: *looks closer* Canadian Zombies, judging by the postmark. Send help. Me: .___.? She: Fuzzy purple Canadian zombies with glowing white eyes. *hands me the postcard* Just thought you should know. Me: o_o?! She (walking away): Remember to bring your passport if you're planning on leaving the country... and a machete. Me: *looks at the postcard* <3! Dad: I just installed Vista [on the new Mac]! The infection is spreading! Watch out! (Yes, I really did make an excited heart-shaped sound of glee, both from the post card and my mom's playing along with the joke.) Thanks for the postie, Morph. ^^ It was good for a larf. My parents, ladies and germs. Aren't they wonderful? Also, he installed Lord of the Rings Online on the Vista half of his new dual-boot Mac, and it completed at over 9000%! 30000 new files installed! I... don't think it works that way. Apparently it does. Current Mood: bouncy Current Music: Scooter - Jumpin' All Over The World (1 nibbled panda-biscuit | nibble a magical panda-biscuit!)
Friday, June 19th, 2009
12:04 pm	Happy birthday, lionburdy! =D And many purple returns of the day! *frustration noises* (1 nibbled panda-biscuit | nibble a magical panda-biscuit!)
11:58 am	Schedule: Sunday = 11:45am-8:30pm Monday = --- Tuesday = 12:30am-8:30pm Wednesday = --- Thursday = --- Friday = 12:30pm-8:30pm Saturday = 4:00pm-9:15pm Meh. If I had a BBQ, would 4th of July or 11th of July work better for people? That is, assuming you could make it~ Current Mood: curious (2 nibbled panda-biscuits | nibble a magical panda-biscuit!)
Monday, June 15th, 2009
7:02 am	How well do you get along with people who portray the same species as you online? Is there a species you seem to get along with better as a rule, or like the personality of better in general? I have a skunk friend who doesn't get along with any other skunks online... and I have a different skunk friend who said the same thing. I know some foxes who really really like other foxes, and some of them are just neutral with each other. I've seen dragons have verbal pissing fights over who's a better dragon. I know mooses tend to flock together! =3 Personally? I really like otters! I don't know what it is, but whenever I meet a person who's chosen an otter 'fursona', I seem to get along with them pretty well. There's a certain playfulness and relaxed cuteness that really... I dunno... curls my proverbial whiskers. ^^ I just like 'em, I dunno! I've also noticed that wolves seem to like otters as well. I think it's an interesting dichotomy, since otters are carnivores, but they're not big-time aggressive carnivores like wolves, lions, tigers, sharks, etc. but they're not docile prey animals either. So tell me, what are your experiences? Are you a wolf who has a full pack or are you just a joker who only plays with his own deck? Do you enjoy hanging about with your cougar buds? Do you, as a gryphon, enjoy spending time gryphonning about with your aeyrie-mates? Or maybe you're a raccoon who enjoys the company of dalmatians, or a lion who has no lion friends but 10 batty-buddies? (10 nibbled panda-biscuits | nibble a magical panda-biscuit!)
Sunday, June 14th, 2009
2:07 pm	:: Pronz :: ( You are about to view content that may only be appropriate for adults. ) Current Mood: devilish Current Music: Dead Kennedys - Viva Las Vegas! (8 nibbled panda-biscuits | nibble a magical panda-biscuit!)
Saturday, June 13th, 2009
10:30 am	:: Thinkin' about your body, thinkin' about your face :: First off, feminine ejaculation... I know there are girls and straight/bi guys who read this, so tell me... is FE fairly rare in your experience? I definitely imagine so, but if you were to believe pornography, all women get sopping wet as soon as they see boobs/cock/tentacles/knives/antimatter/whatever and then shoot gallons of cum after just minutes of schlicking. Also, all women have gravity-defying boobs, wear high-heeled shoes and makeup to bed, and there are no dykes when it comes to lesbian relationships. Comments? I'm hooooooorny today and have been for a couple days, and I can totally tell that I switched into MANIC MODE in the wee hours this morning, since I was kind of still depressive last night around midnight, but I woke up at 7 bright-eyed and bushy-tailed and mattress-humping! It's the GOOD kind of manic, too! =D *does a little in-chair dance of glee* So anyway... Cock! ( Sex talk! No photos, yet, but... see after the cut. COMMENT, DAMN YOU ) PICTURES. DO WANT? DO NOT WANT? COMMENTS PLZ. (Also, 'premium malt beverage' and 'caffeinated' really don't belong on the same can. It's like a bottle of Smirnoff threw up in a Red Bull's mouth while they were kissing. It's pretty nasty. Worth the couple bucks to learn for certain, though! X3 ) (Also also, Vietnamese-style salted kumquat sodas? AMAAAAZING! I definitely recommend them, and will try again given the opportunity. I lurve X0 plums (pr. 'ikkso'), umeboshi are nom-nom, and I like to salt watermelon and orange slices, so I wasn't afraid of it tasting awful... but it was WAY better than I was expecting! New favorite drink, for now! =D ) (Also also also, racing stripes make foxes look faster. VROOOM. You know what that means? Zero to sexy in six seconds! They'll need spoilers to keep their asses down during sex. XD ) (Also also also also, can you tell that I'm really really hyper hyper hyper? I'm not even hung over from drinking SoCo and jooss last night, wheeeeeeee~! =3 ) Current Mood: horny Current Music: Les Garcons - Oh, Gleucklichkeit! (7 nibbled panda-biscuits | nibble a magical panda-biscuit!)
Monday, June 8th, 2009
10:22 am	:: How's it gonna be when it goes down? :: *winces mid-stretch and makes an unhappy li'l sound* Got back from Califur last night about 10pm. I'm not really suited for long car rides, but it's a lot easier to do as a less-heavy individual, yaknow? Anyway, I had fun. There was some miscommunication and drama, but overall I had a good time, got to go out and eat with friends, and see people, and wander around... Is it just me, or are SoCal people less friendly and more cliqueish? 'Cos it sure seemed that way to me. I got -glares- if I accidentally made eye contact with some of the furs there. OPEN HOSTILITY ZOMG. Drama averted, yeay! Sleeping alone is nicht sehr Spaß, yaknow? Barnaby Jones... NAP. Current Mood: cold Current Music: Arcade Fire - Rebellion (Lies) (1 nibbled panda-biscuit | nibble a magical panda-biscuit!)
Thursday, June 4th, 2009
6:53 pm	:: MITHA MAZE DAR :: *imagine, if you will, the otter singing ABBA's 'Dancing Queen' loudly and slightly off-key in Hindi (available for your listening pleasure here [youtube]) and doing fakey Bollywood hand-gestures and mugging for a non-existent webcamera* tum ek bar kar lo pyar phir deko maza mere yaar har ek lamha lagta naya mitha maze dar sham dhale aur sham na ho kaam kare aur kam na ho ghire hue uljan se pareshan ho tum to bhoologe dhundo koi to mil hi jai bina bataye dil le jaye us se vahin apna lo apna hi samaj ke tum socho na haan tum bas kar lo pyar haan mitha maze dar tum ek bar haan kar lo pyar jane jahan jane bahaar chedo dil ke taar tum ek bar kar lo pyar phir deko maza mere yaar har ek lamha lagta naya mitha maze dar prem bina jag suna hai mai mai na hoon tu tu na hai do dil ek huwe to ek huwa jag sara (jeet legi? beeti yeh ghadi?) tum kabhi socho na Current Mood: silly Current Music: Salma & Sabina - Mitha Maze Dar (1 nibbled panda-biscuit | nibble a magical panda-biscuit!)
Tuesday, June 2nd, 2009
11:10 pm	On a wholly unrelated note, yesterday was a day when I had, apparently, a sign hung on store's doors saying ''Everybody who otterlot hates: inquire within.'' Well, not THAT bad, but -several- people from grade/middle/high school who I intensely disliked... and they were ALL being buddy-buddy with me? o_O; I don't get it. So I got to repeat myself several times re: the question "So what have you been up to?" Do you want the long answer or the short answer? The long answer's shorter. What's the long answer? *shrugs and sounds bored* Nuthin'. Heh. What's the short answer? *as rapidly as possible* I went to college, lost funding, dropped out, attempted suicide, moved up to Washington, started an internet start-up business, got cheated out of my earnings, took a 24 hour bus ride to California, played video-games for 3 months solid, got a job at Rite Aid, lost almost 100 pounds, and I'm hopefully moving down to LA later this year... How about you, anything interesting on your end? The answer? Inevitably (oddly): "Nothin'." And then they get all BIG-EYED at me. And then "Suicide, really?" or "Internet business, really?" or "Los Angeles, really?" and then we kind of talk about that for a bit. It's weird. I bought happypills on the internets, they came today, and I'm all of a sudden in a weird happy/angry/worried/manic mood. PANIC! I'm not packed or ANYTHING. UGHGHGHGH. Current Music: Modest Mouse - Float On (5 nibbled panda-biscuits | nibble a magical panda-biscuit!)
8:57 pm	So today my coworker A. might have broken her wrist scooping ice cream. It was a new 3-gallon bucket, it was fresh from deep-freeze, and she was scooping at an odd angle. I said "Hey, don't push too hard..." and then there was a crunch and she dropped the scooper and curled her wrist up against her chest. Needless to say, she was sent to the doctor's promptly. u_u So I had to finish all of her tasks as well as my own. Then my till was $220 short by the end of the evening. Luckily, it wasn't my fault. The computer b0rked. And it started raining and thundering and lightninging as soon as I was off! But a big circle of not-raining surrounded me on my way home, and I got a pretty picture of almost-lightning. It lit the clouds up really nicely, all purple-pink and bright. <3 {EDIT} Okay, shit. My parents read their online news sources out loud to each other, we all share sometimes... stuff like that. In the other room my parents are reading about a bad furry in the news. No, not the one who propositioned that 15-year-old... the one who was sexing up his malamutes. FFFFFF. {Second edit!} ...And they promptly verbally eye-roll it. ^^; Dad: "In any given population above a certain size, you're going to have such a broad range of people, there can't possibly be any way of saying behavior like that is indicative of the whole. Jeez." Mom: "Besides, it says here two of his furry friends were the ones who turned him in." Current Mood: relieved (6 nibbled panda-biscuits | nibble a magical panda-biscuit!)
Sunday, May 31st, 2009
9:57 pm	It looks like, at this point, I won't be going to Califur after all, since there's no room for me. Not even floorspace to flop an air mattress down. Suck. I wonder if I can get my money back or not? Hmmm... Current Mood: depressed (4 nibbled panda-biscuits | nibble a magical panda-biscuit!)
Thursday, May 28th, 2009
8:24 pm	Schedule, starting tomorrow: Friday = 1:15pm-8:30pm Saturday = 11:30am-8:30pm Sunday = 1:15pm-9:15pm Monday = 2:30pm-8:30pm Tuesday = 12:00pm-8:30pm Wednesday = --- (probably packing and supplies) Thursday = --- (also probably packing and supplies) Friday = leaving early in the morning for Califur with crygus Saturday = Califur (assumed) Sunday = Califur Monday = Califur, heading home in the evening Tuesday = recharging day And that's it. Current Mood: jubilant Current Music: The Eels - Novocaine For The Soul (nibble a magical panda-biscuit!)
Saturday, May 23rd, 2009
9:01 am	Is it just me, or have I been posting incredibly much more in recent weeks compared to the months prior? Odd... Not that I have anything to say or anything. =3 Sometimes you just talk to hear yourself speak, and sometimes you just talk to reassure yourself that your voice can still be heard against the background noise of your life. At least, I would, if I were you. ( Schedule ) Prior conditioning indicates that I go into most situations assuming every new person I meet will automatically dislike me on sight and sound, so I can either try hopelessly to win them over, which will inevitably fail, or instead not even bother trying to make a good impression and not care what they think, just treat them socially-nicely and politely and ignore their intense and growing distrust and hatred of me. The problem with this is that most people will approach me (as a new person) completely neutrally, and somehow despite everything I manage to win many people over. Who knew that acting like I'm-friendly-but-I-don't-really-give-a-fsck-either-way could actually MAKE you friends? *headscratches* This whole 'just be yourself' thing didn't work when I didn't like who I was. Now that I like being me better, just being myself seems to work. The question is this; did I become what I wanted to be intentionally, or did I just happen to change as I got older and the result is aesthetically pleasing and I'm sticking with it? Intention versus Chaos. I'm tending towards Chaos myself. (4 nibbled panda-biscuits | nibble a magical panda-biscuit!)
Wednesday, May 20th, 2009
10:10 pm	So I was doing sexy punny wordplay with my friend lunostophilesx, and he made a dick-tionary joke, and I said it was big and thick and heavy, and then he said: I just have you make sure you're the Merriam to my Webster, 'cuz you'll be coming first. OW! ZING. I hurt. X3 (nibble a magical panda-biscuit!)