i have the cape. i make the fucking whoosh noises!

b.l.o.g.

i was thinking…and thinking…and thinking about what i want to do when i move. and it’s getting awesomer by the moment but i totally have to save my money.

i want to decorate, i had wild fantasies about painting, and i want a disco ball. i want a real kitchen with all my cookware so that i can actually cook, i want a coordinated bathroom. fuck, man, i totally want to start ordering yumminess from omaha steaks. seriously, dude…meat. delicious, delicious meat! (i also want a grill!)

the boy has been waiting for this, but finally…finally…i think it’s just now starting to hit me:

i am getting my own apartment!

oh my god…

it’s real. it’s really happening!

really

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days that i do not miss
1.17.07 at 5:50 pm

category : filler

not in the slightest.

also, i have tentatively removed the knee brace in the hopes that The Knee will bestow it’s good graces upon me.

(crosses fingers)

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revenge of The Knee
at 12:31 pm

category : wrath

damn the gods of laundry and the unholy beasty that has taken up residency in my kneemeats.

The Knee has decided to unleash it’s wrath upon me full force finally. over the course of teh past week or so there have been twinges and tints of anger coming from The Knee.

but now it is angry, vengeful and full of bad temperment and wrath. it obviously has a GIANT GRUDGE against me and therefore i woke up with searing pain in my kneemeats and an unability to bend in any particular direction very successfully…

i don’t know what brought it on. i thought maybe it was the cold? a sudden shift in air pressure that upset it? maybe? i just don’t know. actually, yeah…i do know.

the technical term for the Wrath of The Knee is chrondromalacia patella compounded by hyperextension of the knee joint related to a mild case of double-jointedness (hyperextension)…which is fancy-talk for Oh My GOD THE PAIN!!!

i have succumbed — do you hear me, Knee? i give in! — and dug out the cursed knee brace for the day. i have to admit, it’s helping a bit, actually. but that is just a stop-gap, as far as The Knee is concerned. even the painkillers i choked down with my coffee — blessed, blessed coffee — aren’t going to help completely.

and i just don’t know what it is.

i hate to admit, but between feeling sickly and tired and all the apartment searching drama i just haven’t felt like going to the gym. i am in HORRENDOUSLY DESPERATE NEED of going to the gym, but i haven’t. so i haven’t done anything to outwardly anger The Knee, and yet it is vengeful to the fullest.

last night i was entertaining fantasies of having my own punching bag at home to seriously work on some boxing. this morning, The Knee has reduced me to hobbling around like an old person, gingerly taking my steps for fear of angering it.

i know my place now.

at the mercy of The Knee.

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i have conquered teh innerwebs!
1.16.07 at 8:00 pm

category : g33kd0m, glee

or rather, i have just installed my new airport card in my spifftacular imac computer. god i love this computer.

the untimely death of my mac mini (*sniff sniff*) has forced me to actually do something with this extra computer. it fucking rocks. the swivel, the lil orb speakers, the dual boot system (hooray ubuntu!).

i’m happy with it, for once.

and once i’m settled in my new digs, i’ll have a totally awesome, totally wireless setup!

god i love it.

god i want a laptop…

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need.caffiene.now.
at 12:34 pm

category : daily grind

i just had the most awesomely relaxing weekend. and i celebrated my bottom bitch’s birthday in fabulous style. and i made scrumptiously yummy food.

but 4 am is a bad time to go to sleep man.

and i’m SO GHEY! (see also: roswell & forever knight, natch)
but i will have wireless tonight.

yessssssssssss.

ghey.

also: work is totally eating me right now.

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bleeding heart liberal
1.12.07 at 4:33 pm

category : teh wurld

i worry i might be turning into one. the midget makes fun of me for being too much like one occassionally.

but then i remember that i hate democrats. i hate republicans. i hate the government and i hate the war.

besides, this is true.

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fetish
at 3:10 pm

category : music

i could so fall in love with a guitarist. it would be so easy…because i’m practically rendered helpless after a few skillfully plucked notes. just a puddle of goo…it’s shameful, really.

but i can’t help it…i love guitar, i love it so hard i’m not even gonna try and hide it. i can’t, actually — i tried once.

but the thing is, i don’t want to date a musician (again); because the more i think about it the less i feel like i’m totally lusting after whoever’s playing the instrument of my desire (see also: les claypool, slash & aaron lewis), and more like i’m totally swooning over the guitar itself.

there are, of course, exceptions. jimi hendrix rockin’ out on a 1954 les paul custom is just so orgasmically awesome that i need to take a moment to breathe and savor that…

…

yeah…it’s that good.

and we all know i’ll forever have a special place in my heart specifically for gavin rossdale. guitar + guitarist/singer sandwich i would love to be in the middle of (except how do you wash off the gwen stefani?).

those are exceptions.

but no matter how much i love aaron lewis, i don’t get nearly excited over him as i do his guitar. and the numerous bass players that are just too fucking cool for school. some of those mofos are sad sacks of ugly — with talent of the gods! — yet i love them anyway. but more and more, i love their guitars more than them. if that makes sense.

there’s not quite anything that gets me all breathless & excited like walking into guitar center and gently plucking a finely-tuned 12-string. or fingering a killer bass. acoustic, electric…they all have a special place in my heart…and i want them.

i want them so bad.

so much more than i want anyone who plays them.

and while musican’s are nice…or rather, guitarists. and there’s something to be said about the strong hands one gets from endlessly playing chords & such (ahem)…none of that is as exciting to me as the guitar.

the smooth neck, the frets, the taut strings, pickups & finish.

i want it.

i want it now.

(and i still want to learn to actually play something other than the random noises i make, but i also kind of feel like that could be a little too…intimate?)

or really, what i should do is stop going to guitar center’s website.

maybe.

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archive for January, 2007

lofty goals

Thursday, January 18th, 2007

i was thinking…and thinking…and thinking about what i want to do when i move. and it’s getting awesomer by the moment but i totally have to save my money. i want to decorate, i had wild fantasies about painting, and i want a disco ball. i want a real kitchen with all my cookware so […]

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days that i do not miss

Wednesday, January 17th, 2007

not in the slightest. also, i have tentatively removed the knee brace in the hopes that The Knee will bestow it’s good graces upon me. (crosses fingers)

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revenge of The Knee

Wednesday, January 17th, 2007

damn the gods of laundry and the unholy beasty that has taken up residency in my kneemeats. The Knee has decided to unleash it’s wrath upon me full force finally. over the course of teh past week or so there have been twinges and tints of anger coming from The Knee. but now it is […]

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i have conquered teh innerwebs!

Tuesday, January 16th, 2007

or rather, i have just installed my new airport card in my spifftacular imac computer. god i love this computer. the untimely death of my mac mini (*sniff sniff*) has forced me to actually do something with this extra computer. it fucking rocks. the swivel, the lil orb speakers, the dual boot system (hooray ubuntu!). […]

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need.caffiene.now.

Tuesday, January 16th, 2007

i just had the most awesomely relaxing weekend. and i celebrated my bottom bitch’s birthday in fabulous style. and i made scrumptiously yummy food. but 4 am is a bad time to go to sleep man. and i’m SO GHEY! (see also: roswell & forever knight, natch) but i will have wireless tonight. yessssssssssss. ghey. […]

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bleeding heart liberal

Friday, January 12th, 2007

i worry i might be turning into one. the midget makes fun of me for being too much like one occassionally. but then i remember that i hate democrats. i hate republicans. i hate the government and i hate the war. besides, this is true.

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fetish

Friday, January 12th, 2007

i could so fall in love with a guitarist. it would be so easy…because i’m practically rendered helpless after a few skillfully plucked notes. just a puddle of goo…it’s shameful, really. but i can’t help it…i love guitar, i love it so hard i’m not even gonna try and hide it. i can’t, actually — […]

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