11.09.2005

it's all connected on some level.

dear readers, please excuse my small mental breakdown last night. it was all true (true true, not my bullshit "this is all true" disclaimer), and it's been difficult, but i got out of the house today, bought a skankalicious skirt, and i feel better. i may actually go running tomorrow, but i don't want to set my hopes too high. i'm such a sloth.

speaking of which, i think i've actually committed all seven of the deadly sins in one day.

-pride - i became prideful when i got my first flash preloader to work.... i'm sure none of you give a shit. the point is that i became prideful when i realized i was fucking cool.
-envy - i became envious of madonna when i saw her amazing thighs in her new video online this morning... and remembered that i haven't been running in a week.
-anger - i became angry with joel when we miscommunicated nine times... i became angry when i stubbed my toe... i became angry when i saw fruit flies in my kitchen... and i became angry when i came face-to-face with the realization that "laguna beach" will have a third season.
-sloth - i was sloth...ful (?) all day. i sat on my pink couch in complacency, eating an m&m blizzard and watching "sex & the city." ah, sloth.. my old nemesis. you've overcome me once again.
-avarice - i became greedy when i opened my wallet at the mall and saw the cash. and i bought things. and more things. and more things... if only because i could. this shirt is twenty dollars? bah! i wipe my nose with twenty dollar bills now.
-gluttony - i was full of gluttony today. all things in moderation? how about all sloth, all day? there's two in one! i'm a multi-tasker. and i have TWO cuticle trimmers when those less fortunate only have one. moderation, shmoderation.
-lust - we all know that i'm in love with everyone. this one is pretty self-explanatory. i think it started with a joaquin phoenix spread i saw this morning. and by morning, i mean 1:30pm.

see? even though i don't do much, i accomplish a lot. (....thank god i work tomorrow.)

during my solitude today (after my extravagant shopping spree), i got to thinking and chatting, and i realized that there's a lot that i don't know about the people i choose to surround myself with. even people i thought i knew really well, i apparently don't. on some level, i think that's cool - spending time with them becomes more of an adventure, finding out more about them during every interaction. on another level, i feel like a terrible friend/acquaintance because i didn't know these things. let's change this. let's get everything out into the open. comment with something you're sure i don't know about you. it'll get me through the afternoon tomorrow. come on! i just shared the fact that i guess i'm going to hell, you can tell me that you play the banjo and write screenplays and have a passion for bocce ball.

to let you know some quirks about myself, i present to you the shitty things in pop culture i really like that nobody else does.
-gilbert gottfried
-"heartbeat" by don johnson
-the drew carey show
-david lee roth's ego
-michael mcdonald
-steve perry's mullet
-star wars: episode III
-axl rose

learning is fun.

Comments:
Fuck you anne...fuck you for saying the Drew Carey Show is a shitty thing...that man is chubby and funny and gets some good looking ladies to talk to him...that man is my hero and a SAINT!!! So god damn it go piss on someone else's dream will you?!?!?!?
 
Uno, the word is "proud" instead of "prideful", but either way it made me chuckle.

Two, I think "Heartbeat" is a great song too.

Springer Blog is up.
 
so, i don't know if you knew this. . . but i like to paint.
 
This blog is great. It has inspired me to blog. Keep up the good work. Oh, and Michael Mcdonald (or as I like to call him, "The Voice") is great.
 
I am the only guy I know who had a girl for a locker partner in high school. For some reason, no one teams up with someone of the opposite sex when it comes to locker partners. But I did.

Also, I swear I once saw Michael McDonald eating at Papa Don's in Superior at about 2:30am. But I was so drunk I could barely see my hands, so, consider the source.
 
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