**Take My Picture is a song by Filter. I think it's a horrible song. I hate it.**
A very uneventful day in Hizzyland. Let's look at the highlights.
Roll tape.
Just got back from class. Got some good ideas for my project. Go me.
Looking forward to Sunday. If you don't go to this show, you suck.
Had another asshole in a huge ass pickup truck decide he was gonna tailgate me from Forder to my house and have his brights on. I was doing 50 down Milburn, hoping to lose him (it's a 35 through there) and he was still right on my ass. Fucker. Next time another big ass F-9zillion truck does that to me, I'm slamming on my brakes and letting him taste my back end of the car. Then he can pay for my medical bills. That fucker. It was probably the same dick fuck that did it the other day.
Oh well. I think that's it
Music - "Hey Jude" by the Beatles
LINK OF THE DAY- This is a must see for anyone who wonders what PV's kid looks like. Thanx to Toni for providing me the link. There are 4 pictures. You must must must see them. Anyway, I, Hizzy, am proud to present Nick's son Geordi
Wednesday, September 29, 2004
Monday, September 27, 2004
Break Stuff
**Break Stuff is by that band everyone loves to hate, Limp Bizkit. I think they suck, personally. I give Limp Bizkit no metal horns out of 5, just on principle**
Ever had one of those days where you are just sick and tired of people?
No I'm not going to bitch about anyone in the group in this. All this pissed-off Hizzyness transpired between the hours of 9 am and 7pm.
1. Is it impossible for me to just get one medical chart done without my fucking boss changing his mind on what he wants on the notes? I wasted 8, yes, 8 sheets of paper on one client. Now, I'm not a tree-hugger, so I couldn't care less that I was killing the rainforest or bullshit like that. What I'm pissed about is that I'm wasting ink by doing all this shit. Last week, my boss got mad at me for jazzing up the notes a little bit. He said it 'wasted ink and paper' and then he turns around and does this shit.
2. I hate robotic automated phone systems. I had to call a health insurance company today because I had a question. Now listen to this shit.You know how it says "Press 1 for whatever, 2 for this, etc...". Well now, this one insurance company says "Speak your answer". Yes, speak your answer. Is this culture becoming so lazy that we can't even press a phone button. Also, I mumble, so I had to do it a couple times and then I thought I was going to get a human, and it kicked me back to the main menu. Fucking hell.
3. My boss, the aforementioned dumbass, just got a brand new cellphone. Now, this is a 45 year old man. I must preface that. He sat there in his office on his fat ass and played with his ringtones for half an hour. Now, normally that would'nt bother me. What bothered me was that he had the phone on the 'super deafening trillon decibel" phone volume. I couldn't hear Howard Stern and it was annoying music anyway. I'm gonna scream the next time I hear the Blue Danube Waltz, I swear to fucking god.
4. When I was on the phone with the aforementioned lazy ass insurance company, my sister called me. Normally this wouldn't be a big problem, but I had actually gotten a human on the phone. The doctor said, "She's on the phone with an insurance company. Looks like she's about wrapping it up. I'll have her call you back when she's done." Now, my sister must not speak English. Not 2 minutes after calling the office, my cell phone started screaming. It was her. When I finally called her back, she had a super simple computer question that could have been avoided if she had just gone to 'Find' and then typed in what she needed. But NO! And then she bitches at me about how she needs to find a job, so I should help her. The question was resume related. I told her that if she wouldn't have been a bitch at work, she would still have a job. She said, "Family is more important than an insurance company. I said "Yeah, but it's not like it was one of my friends, besides, I don't want to sit on hold again for 20 minutes or speak my answers." She got pissed and hung up.
5. A lawyer called me up after Doc had left for the day and proceeded to go into a pissed off tirade about my boss. About how he hasn't recieved anything on his client. The conversation was weird, so I'm not going to repeat it. All I know is that this dude was PISSED!
6. I'm going to Taco Bell to get some grub after school. I'm driving up Baumgartner towards Telegraph when all of a sudden, big truck guy comes up behind me. By big truck I mean like one of those huge as Ford F-3 zillions or something. He speeds up and before I know it, he is right up on my ass. I mean like our bumpers were probably only about an inch apart. He flew up behind me and in turn, I"m flying up baumgartner. I finally signal to turn as he goes around me. I honk my horn and stick my middle finger out the window. He slams on his breaks and I thought he was going to turn around, but he didn't. Oh well, what a dick.
In other news:
I saw 4 apache helicopters today on my smokebreak. I don't know for sure if they were Apaches but they were definately US military helicopters. They were flying in a perfect straight line formation. It was sorta neat.
And now, a word on bracket-ology:
I'm slightly in disagreement over Juice Wars voting. Once a winner has been declared, that's it. Joe was rightfully declared winner, so voting was over. It's like in basketball. When the final buzzer sounds and Team A is declared winner, game is over. Team B notices a mistake or a bad call when they go back and watch tape of the game. Team A still wins. Game is over. Can't do anything now. I think Joe should have it. I think he got fucked.
Another example is that when you go vote in November, and you vote for Bush. You go home, eat dinner, maybe watch a porn, and you think to yourself, "Nope. I shoulda gone for Kerry." You can't go back to the voting place and re-vote.
Also, the winner vs. loser thing is no good. There should be a winner for the winners and then a winner in the losers bracket. ONce you've lost, you're out of that bracket. Because regardless, the winner of the winner bracket and the winner of the loser bracket are going to face each other and that winner's bracket winner is gonna win regardless, so what's the point, really?
Anyone else think there should be a "Women of Bugjuice" fight bracket. I sure do. Sadly, there's not enough girls, unless you include ex girlfriends and my sister and Nikki Green. If this is a good idea, I will arrange it and have steve post it on the Juice Wars site.
Just an observation. I now return you to your regularly scheduled life, already in session.
MUSIC : I Hate Jimmy Page by Mindless Self Indulgence (this song is hard to listen to, cause I love Jimmy Page. If you don't know who Jimmy Page is, you can't call yourself a music fan)
LINK : No link today. Go visit the Juice Wars site and vote.
HIZZY
Ever had one of those days where you are just sick and tired of people?
No I'm not going to bitch about anyone in the group in this. All this pissed-off Hizzyness transpired between the hours of 9 am and 7pm.
1. Is it impossible for me to just get one medical chart done without my fucking boss changing his mind on what he wants on the notes? I wasted 8, yes, 8 sheets of paper on one client. Now, I'm not a tree-hugger, so I couldn't care less that I was killing the rainforest or bullshit like that. What I'm pissed about is that I'm wasting ink by doing all this shit. Last week, my boss got mad at me for jazzing up the notes a little bit. He said it 'wasted ink and paper' and then he turns around and does this shit.
2. I hate robotic automated phone systems. I had to call a health insurance company today because I had a question. Now listen to this shit.You know how it says "Press 1 for whatever, 2 for this, etc...". Well now, this one insurance company says "Speak your answer". Yes, speak your answer. Is this culture becoming so lazy that we can't even press a phone button. Also, I mumble, so I had to do it a couple times and then I thought I was going to get a human, and it kicked me back to the main menu. Fucking hell.
3. My boss, the aforementioned dumbass, just got a brand new cellphone. Now, this is a 45 year old man. I must preface that. He sat there in his office on his fat ass and played with his ringtones for half an hour. Now, normally that would'nt bother me. What bothered me was that he had the phone on the 'super deafening trillon decibel" phone volume. I couldn't hear Howard Stern and it was annoying music anyway. I'm gonna scream the next time I hear the Blue Danube Waltz, I swear to fucking god.
4. When I was on the phone with the aforementioned lazy ass insurance company, my sister called me. Normally this wouldn't be a big problem, but I had actually gotten a human on the phone. The doctor said, "She's on the phone with an insurance company. Looks like she's about wrapping it up. I'll have her call you back when she's done." Now, my sister must not speak English. Not 2 minutes after calling the office, my cell phone started screaming. It was her. When I finally called her back, she had a super simple computer question that could have been avoided if she had just gone to 'Find' and then typed in what she needed. But NO! And then she bitches at me about how she needs to find a job, so I should help her. The question was resume related. I told her that if she wouldn't have been a bitch at work, she would still have a job. She said, "Family is more important than an insurance company. I said "Yeah, but it's not like it was one of my friends, besides, I don't want to sit on hold again for 20 minutes or speak my answers." She got pissed and hung up.
5. A lawyer called me up after Doc had left for the day and proceeded to go into a pissed off tirade about my boss. About how he hasn't recieved anything on his client. The conversation was weird, so I'm not going to repeat it. All I know is that this dude was PISSED!
6. I'm going to Taco Bell to get some grub after school. I'm driving up Baumgartner towards Telegraph when all of a sudden, big truck guy comes up behind me. By big truck I mean like one of those huge as Ford F-3 zillions or something. He speeds up and before I know it, he is right up on my ass. I mean like our bumpers were probably only about an inch apart. He flew up behind me and in turn, I"m flying up baumgartner. I finally signal to turn as he goes around me. I honk my horn and stick my middle finger out the window. He slams on his breaks and I thought he was going to turn around, but he didn't. Oh well, what a dick.
In other news:
I saw 4 apache helicopters today on my smokebreak. I don't know for sure if they were Apaches but they were definately US military helicopters. They were flying in a perfect straight line formation. It was sorta neat.
And now, a word on bracket-ology:
I'm slightly in disagreement over Juice Wars voting. Once a winner has been declared, that's it. Joe was rightfully declared winner, so voting was over. It's like in basketball. When the final buzzer sounds and Team A is declared winner, game is over. Team B notices a mistake or a bad call when they go back and watch tape of the game. Team A still wins. Game is over. Can't do anything now. I think Joe should have it. I think he got fucked.
Another example is that when you go vote in November, and you vote for Bush. You go home, eat dinner, maybe watch a porn, and you think to yourself, "Nope. I shoulda gone for Kerry." You can't go back to the voting place and re-vote.
Also, the winner vs. loser thing is no good. There should be a winner for the winners and then a winner in the losers bracket. ONce you've lost, you're out of that bracket. Because regardless, the winner of the winner bracket and the winner of the loser bracket are going to face each other and that winner's bracket winner is gonna win regardless, so what's the point, really?
Anyone else think there should be a "Women of Bugjuice" fight bracket. I sure do. Sadly, there's not enough girls, unless you include ex girlfriends and my sister and Nikki Green. If this is a good idea, I will arrange it and have steve post it on the Juice Wars site.
Just an observation. I now return you to your regularly scheduled life, already in session.
MUSIC : I Hate Jimmy Page by Mindless Self Indulgence (this song is hard to listen to, cause I love Jimmy Page. If you don't know who Jimmy Page is, you can't call yourself a music fan)
LINK : No link today. Go visit the Juice Wars site and vote.
HIZZY
Sunday, September 26, 2004
X
"X is a song by System of a Down. I love System of a Down like a fat kid loves cake. I give System of a Down 5 mega metal huge \m/'s. I can't wait until the first week of January when the new album comes out!"
I've been writing a lot lately. Have two stories going and not finished yet. One doesn't have a middle, and it's still 12 pages long. The other one needs to be tweaked. It's 15 pages long. Here's my dilema. These are not porno stories, but they're slowly turning into that. Is sex thrown into a story a bad thing, if it goes along with the plot. When I say sex, I don't mean "That night, they fucked." I mean, highly descriptive shit. I really don't want these to turn into smut, but I don't ever plan on getting them published or anything. Though one of them could be great fodder for a Lifetime Original Movie. I'd shoot myself in the head if that ever happened. Maybe it's because I just haven't gotten any in so long, I'm starting to project that into my writing. Oh well, I don't know.
Went shopping last night with the gals and Erich. I bought way too much stuff. I bought a pair of army green pants from Target -- which I need to take back, because they're too little. I bought a new purse that was on sale for 6 bucks from Famous. I bought some underwear from Victoria's Secret, and I bought Toxicity. Now, you are asking yourself, "Wha?!! Hizzy doesn't HAVE that CD?" Allow me to clarify. I re-bought Toxicity. My original one was all scratched and gross looking. It was on sale for 9.99 so I could hardly pass it up.
We went to Casa and then to see the Forgotten. That movie is a total mindtrip. I nearly had a fucking heart attack from jumping out of my skin twice in that damn movie. I do encourage you to see it.
Today is a bizzy Hizzy day. I have to, sometime today, go to the store and replenish the food supply, go pick up a chair from Amber's house, go to band practice, and then go to Chuck's graduation party. I'm getting ready to start some homework. I'll probably finish it tomorrow at work. I'm not worried about it really. It'll take me 10 minutes to do. I'm just lazy.
There's a Cardinal's rally downtown tomorrow that I REALLY want to go to, but I have class. I'm not going for Cowboy Mouth, even though they are playing free. That's Erich's department, not mine. I'm going for all the festivities. Who knows, maybe I could have snagged me a hottie ballplayer, or at least an autograph or five.
That's all for right now. I MIGHT post more later, if I can find the time. Thank you to everyone for contributing haikus. They were all quite amusing. I am gonna try to get Steve to post them on the BJ site, under a humor section if there is one. Like where the comic strips are. I don't know.
Later gators,
HIZZY
Song : System of a Down - Bounce
Link : A Perfect Circle.com -- go visit Maynard, Jeordie and crew's website to hear the new song off their very forthcoming new album (it's due in November) and it's filled with a lot of anti-war/revolutionary songs. Go to the 'music' section (the symbol on the bottom of the link bar at the top) and hit 'listen'. There you will be able to listen to their cover (which I actually enjoyed. I'm not a huge fan of covers and I don't like it when people mess with Beatles songs. They're classics in themselves) of John Lennon's Imagine. You can stream it over RealAudio or Windows Media Player. I recommend Media Player, but that's just me. Ok? So just go listen!
I've been writing a lot lately. Have two stories going and not finished yet. One doesn't have a middle, and it's still 12 pages long. The other one needs to be tweaked. It's 15 pages long. Here's my dilema. These are not porno stories, but they're slowly turning into that. Is sex thrown into a story a bad thing, if it goes along with the plot. When I say sex, I don't mean "That night, they fucked." I mean, highly descriptive shit. I really don't want these to turn into smut, but I don't ever plan on getting them published or anything. Though one of them could be great fodder for a Lifetime Original Movie. I'd shoot myself in the head if that ever happened. Maybe it's because I just haven't gotten any in so long, I'm starting to project that into my writing. Oh well, I don't know.
Went shopping last night with the gals and Erich. I bought way too much stuff. I bought a pair of army green pants from Target -- which I need to take back, because they're too little. I bought a new purse that was on sale for 6 bucks from Famous. I bought some underwear from Victoria's Secret, and I bought Toxicity. Now, you are asking yourself, "Wha?!! Hizzy doesn't HAVE that CD?" Allow me to clarify. I re-bought Toxicity. My original one was all scratched and gross looking. It was on sale for 9.99 so I could hardly pass it up.
We went to Casa and then to see the Forgotten. That movie is a total mindtrip. I nearly had a fucking heart attack from jumping out of my skin twice in that damn movie. I do encourage you to see it.
Today is a bizzy Hizzy day. I have to, sometime today, go to the store and replenish the food supply, go pick up a chair from Amber's house, go to band practice, and then go to Chuck's graduation party. I'm getting ready to start some homework. I'll probably finish it tomorrow at work. I'm not worried about it really. It'll take me 10 minutes to do. I'm just lazy.
There's a Cardinal's rally downtown tomorrow that I REALLY want to go to, but I have class. I'm not going for Cowboy Mouth, even though they are playing free. That's Erich's department, not mine. I'm going for all the festivities. Who knows, maybe I could have snagged me a hottie ballplayer, or at least an autograph or five.
That's all for right now. I MIGHT post more later, if I can find the time. Thank you to everyone for contributing haikus. They were all quite amusing. I am gonna try to get Steve to post them on the BJ site, under a humor section if there is one. Like where the comic strips are. I don't know.
Later gators,
HIZZY
Song : System of a Down - Bounce
Link : A Perfect Circle.com -- go visit Maynard, Jeordie and crew's website to hear the new song off their very forthcoming new album (it's due in November) and it's filled with a lot of anti-war/revolutionary songs. Go to the 'music' section (the symbol on the bottom of the link bar at the top) and hit 'listen'. There you will be able to listen to their cover (which I actually enjoyed. I'm not a huge fan of covers and I don't like it when people mess with Beatles songs. They're classics in themselves) of John Lennon's Imagine. You can stream it over RealAudio or Windows Media Player. I recommend Media Player, but that's just me. Ok? So just go listen!
Friday, September 24, 2004
Poem
**Poem is a song by Taproot. I think it's the only hit Taproot had. This song was way overplayed. 2 big \m/'s out of 5.**
I thought I was done blogging, but I guess not.
A while back, I wrote some haikus about the people in BJ. Nothing bad, for the most part. Sent them to Quill for evaluation and he sent back some gems of his own. I'm looking into obtaining a copy and getting them posted both here and on the BJ site.
Here are some I made up tonight, and believe me, these are for HUMOUR only. They are not meant to be malicious or rude in anyway. And besides, it's just a blog.
**If you would like to contribute haiku, the general format for it is 5 syllables in the first line, 7 in the second line, and 5 in the 3rd line. They are only 3 lines long, so you have a limited space to say a lot. Watch your syllables, people**
Bitch bitch bitch bitch bitch
That's all Hizzy ever does
I want to slap her
Yoda knows no fear
He is the Jedi Master
And he wears no shoes
Joe, need a favor
Can you fix my computer?
Take a number, please
Charles has returned
The Led Zeppelin shirt is back
Bye bye preppy clothes
Hizzy loves metal
She would fuck it if she could
God damn, that's hardcore
Spawn has a new game
So he doesn't take your call
For a whole week straight
Maybe more at another time
HIZZY
MUSIC -- Alice in Chains "Would" (MTV Unplugged)
LINK : Heard this looney on the radio today. He's the presidential candidate for the United Fascist Union. His name is Jack Grimes and he's nuts. Here's a link to the United Facist Union. I do not support the UFU. I just thought this guy was crazy enough that his party should be my LOTD.
I thought I was done blogging, but I guess not.
A while back, I wrote some haikus about the people in BJ. Nothing bad, for the most part. Sent them to Quill for evaluation and he sent back some gems of his own. I'm looking into obtaining a copy and getting them posted both here and on the BJ site.
Here are some I made up tonight, and believe me, these are for HUMOUR only. They are not meant to be malicious or rude in anyway. And besides, it's just a blog.
**If you would like to contribute haiku, the general format for it is 5 syllables in the first line, 7 in the second line, and 5 in the 3rd line. They are only 3 lines long, so you have a limited space to say a lot. Watch your syllables, people**
Bitch bitch bitch bitch bitch
That's all Hizzy ever does
I want to slap her
Yoda knows no fear
He is the Jedi Master
And he wears no shoes
Joe, need a favor
Can you fix my computer?
Take a number, please
Charles has returned
The Led Zeppelin shirt is back
Bye bye preppy clothes
Hizzy loves metal
She would fuck it if she could
God damn, that's hardcore
Spawn has a new game
So he doesn't take your call
For a whole week straight
Maybe more at another time
HIZZY
MUSIC -- Alice in Chains "Would" (MTV Unplugged)
LINK : Heard this looney on the radio today. He's the presidential candidate for the United Fascist Union. His name is Jack Grimes and he's nuts. Here's a link to the United Facist Union. I do not support the UFU. I just thought this guy was crazy enough that his party should be my LOTD.
Thursday, September 23, 2004
21 Questions
**21 Questions is a song by 50 Cent. I don't like 50 Cent, but thought the title was appropriate. Although, one of my all-time favorite lines from a song comes from this very song. 50 Cent says : "I love you like a fat kid loves cake" CLASSIC. If a guy said that to me, he'd have me forever**
So I don't have a lot to blog about tonight. You know, with all the turmoil and stuff surrounding blogs these days, I think 'blog' should be the new slang word for 'bitch/complain/rant/scream'.
Example : I don't have a lot to blog about tonight. I blogged him out. I just want to fucking blog. She was blogging at him.
Anyway, I stole this from my friend Ross. You can find his LiveJournal here
Thirteen random things you like:
1. metal
2. my apartment
3. The Cardinals
4. bloody mary's
5. being in the metal scene
6. Jumbo Jacks with cheese (no pwackles)
7. my car
8. sleeping
9. NBC Thursday night TV
10. A Clockwork Orange
11. somethingawful.com
12. The 8 music video channels I have
13. my cool sandals
Twelve movies:
1. Donnie Darko
2. Pecker
3. Pumpkin
4. Bowling for Columbine
5. Bartleby
6. The Royal Tennenbaums
7. About a Boy
8. Texas Chainsaw Massacre
9. Decline of Western Civilization Part II : The Metal Years
10. Anchorman
11. The Village
12. Candyman
Eleven bands/artists/celebrities you can't stand:
1. Ashlee Simpson
2. Dixie Chicks
3. Avril Lavigne
4. Hillary Duff
5. John Mayer
6. Phish
7. Ryan Seacrest
8. Tom Cruise
9. JK Rowling
10. Jay Leno
11. Paris Hilton
Ten things about you...physically:
1. I'm about 5'3
2. 23 years old.
3. My hair is a mix of colors, some brown, red, black, blond, from streaking and dyeing it.
4. Scar above my right knee.
5. Scar on my left ring finger courtesy of Jason.
6. Bad vision.
7. Green eyes.
8. No piercings.
9.No tattoos, yet!
10. short fingernails
Nine Friends:= MOST RECENT INCOMING CALLS ON PHONE
1. Beaver
2. Mom
3. Sean
4. Erich
5. Scott
6. Chrissy
7. Yoda
8. Posch
9. Chuck
Eight favorite foods/drinks:
1. Bloody Mary
2. Jagermeister
3. Dr. Pepper
4. Anything Italian
5. Chocolate milk
6. Sushi
7. Budweiser
8. Scrambled Eggs
Seven things you wear daily:
1. Jeans
2. A shirt, usually a metal band
3. Rings on each hand
4. Underwear
5. Glasses/contacts
6. Shoes
7. Medical scrubs
Six things that annoy you:
1. Slow drivers/people who don't use their turn signal
2. The mailman
3. Can't open the patio door without letting bugs in (2 people have walked THROUGH my screen
4. When my computer acts up
5. Gas prices
6. Construction
Five things you touch everyday:
1. Computer keyboard
2. Remote
3. Whatever book I'm currently reading
4. Kitchen faucet
5. Trashcan
Four shows you watch:
1. Joey
2. Will and Grace
3. The Apprentice
4. Chapelle's Show
Three of your all time favorite bands:
1. Pantera
2. Slayer
3. Deicide
Two books that are amazing:
1. Choke by Chuck Palahniuk
2. Mall by Eric Bogosian
One person you could spend the rest of your life with:
1. Currently, no one
That's all. You should try this sometime, it's fun.
HIZZY
MUSIC : "Obscure Divine Manifestation" by Old Man's Child
LINK : Dork Tower -- the most hilarious nerd comic strip ever.
So I don't have a lot to blog about tonight. You know, with all the turmoil and stuff surrounding blogs these days, I think 'blog' should be the new slang word for 'bitch/complain/rant/scream'.
Example : I don't have a lot to blog about tonight. I blogged him out. I just want to fucking blog. She was blogging at him.
Anyway, I stole this from my friend Ross. You can find his LiveJournal here
Thirteen random things you like:
1. metal
2. my apartment
3. The Cardinals
4. bloody mary's
5. being in the metal scene
6. Jumbo Jacks with cheese (no pwackles)
7. my car
8. sleeping
9. NBC Thursday night TV
10. A Clockwork Orange
11. somethingawful.com
12. The 8 music video channels I have
13. my cool sandals
Twelve movies:
1. Donnie Darko
2. Pecker
3. Pumpkin
4. Bowling for Columbine
5. Bartleby
6. The Royal Tennenbaums
7. About a Boy
8. Texas Chainsaw Massacre
9. Decline of Western Civilization Part II : The Metal Years
10. Anchorman
11. The Village
12. Candyman
Eleven bands/artists/celebrities you can't stand:
1. Ashlee Simpson
2. Dixie Chicks
3. Avril Lavigne
4. Hillary Duff
5. John Mayer
6. Phish
7. Ryan Seacrest
8. Tom Cruise
9. JK Rowling
10. Jay Leno
11. Paris Hilton
Ten things about you...physically:
1. I'm about 5'3
2. 23 years old.
3. My hair is a mix of colors, some brown, red, black, blond, from streaking and dyeing it.
4. Scar above my right knee.
5. Scar on my left ring finger courtesy of Jason.
6. Bad vision.
7. Green eyes.
8. No piercings.
9.No tattoos, yet!
10. short fingernails
Nine Friends:= MOST RECENT INCOMING CALLS ON PHONE
1. Beaver
2. Mom
3. Sean
4. Erich
5. Scott
6. Chrissy
7. Yoda
8. Posch
9. Chuck
Eight favorite foods/drinks:
1. Bloody Mary
2. Jagermeister
3. Dr. Pepper
4. Anything Italian
5. Chocolate milk
6. Sushi
7. Budweiser
8. Scrambled Eggs
Seven things you wear daily:
1. Jeans
2. A shirt, usually a metal band
3. Rings on each hand
4. Underwear
5. Glasses/contacts
6. Shoes
7. Medical scrubs
Six things that annoy you:
1. Slow drivers/people who don't use their turn signal
2. The mailman
3. Can't open the patio door without letting bugs in (2 people have walked THROUGH my screen
4. When my computer acts up
5. Gas prices
6. Construction
Five things you touch everyday:
1. Computer keyboard
2. Remote
3. Whatever book I'm currently reading
4. Kitchen faucet
5. Trashcan
Four shows you watch:
1. Joey
2. Will and Grace
3. The Apprentice
4. Chapelle's Show
Three of your all time favorite bands:
1. Pantera
2. Slayer
3. Deicide
Two books that are amazing:
1. Choke by Chuck Palahniuk
2. Mall by Eric Bogosian
One person you could spend the rest of your life with:
1. Currently, no one
That's all. You should try this sometime, it's fun.
HIZZY
MUSIC : "Obscure Divine Manifestation" by Old Man's Child
LINK : Dork Tower -- the most hilarious nerd comic strip ever.
Wednesday, September 22, 2004
Monarch of Misery
**Monarch of Mysery is by a band called Fleshgrind. Fleshgrind is one of my favorite death metal bands. I give them four \m/'s out of five. I encourage you to go to your local music dealer and buy something by Fleshgrind**
Take everything I said yesterday, or at least most of it, with a grain of salt. A lot of stuff was just on my nerves and I let it out. I sincerly apologize for offending anyone.
I'm having a problem with one of my classes. It's nothing major. Just an assumption made by the professors when they wrote the syllabus. They assumed that all of us in the class were already teachers. The gist of the project is, design a project that you can design and implement into your classroom that your students can do...something like that. Well, there's a problems. I DON"T HAVE STUDENTS!!!!!! I brought this fact up to them. THey countered with, "Well, can you go observe in someone else's class and do the project there." To which I countered "Nope. I work 8-5 monday-friday." So some special accomodations are going to be made and both of my professors are going to help me along with this.
Anyway, I think that's all. Slow news day here in the world of the Hiz. Maybe that's a good thing.
Current music : Rotting Christ - Lex Talionis
HIZZY
Take everything I said yesterday, or at least most of it, with a grain of salt. A lot of stuff was just on my nerves and I let it out. I sincerly apologize for offending anyone.
I'm having a problem with one of my classes. It's nothing major. Just an assumption made by the professors when they wrote the syllabus. They assumed that all of us in the class were already teachers. The gist of the project is, design a project that you can design and implement into your classroom that your students can do...something like that. Well, there's a problems. I DON"T HAVE STUDENTS!!!!!! I brought this fact up to them. THey countered with, "Well, can you go observe in someone else's class and do the project there." To which I countered "Nope. I work 8-5 monday-friday." So some special accomodations are going to be made and both of my professors are going to help me along with this.
Anyway, I think that's all. Slow news day here in the world of the Hiz. Maybe that's a good thing.
Current music : Rotting Christ - Lex Talionis
HIZZY
Voice of Unreason
**Voice of Unreason is a song by Cryptopsy. Cryptopsy is an amazing death metal band. I encourage you all to check them out**
**This does not concern the following bloggers or anyone without a blog -- Amber, Jessica, Nix, the Council, Beaver and any others i May have forgotten. I do apologize to you all for what I am about to say, but it is time.**
As for the rest of you...
THIS is why I'm angry:
"Hizzy, although she has excellent intentions, doesn't know what she's talking about half the time. She's only correct in judgment half the time, too. "
Let me explain something to everyone here. I don't give a fuck what any of you think about me. Frankly, I think you're all a bunch of insecure people who feel the need to talk down to others to fill some void in your life. And I feel sorry for you.
Yes, I do know what I'm talking about. You just HAVE to be right all the time I guess. Rather than saying "Now you know how I feel" ,you gloat and go on like you just won a fucking prize or something. Do you want a cookie? No? Then shut the hell up.
I'm tired. I'm tired of people turning others against other people. Can people think for themselves? Guess not.
"Correct in judgement" -- hmmm, I don't regret any judgements I've made. I think I Have a pretty level head on my shoulders.
"Doesn't know what she's talking about half the time" -- guess if it doesn't involve DBZ or shitty little anime cartoons, it doesn't mean fuck. Shit, I bet I couldn't have an intellectual conversation with half of you, without it somehow going back to stupid shit! YOU ARE NOT COMIC BOOK CHARACTERS! You are not a cheetah woman, you are not Goku, you are not whomever. You are a fucking human being. Have some decency and start acting like it, stop being delusional, and for fuck's sake. Grow the hell up. It's not mature to make "fake blogs" or talk to someone under a "fake screen name" so you can get your fucking jollies. That's not how you treat a friend.
I guess that if it isn't liked or mandated by someone in high command of the group, then it isn't needed. Then I'm not needed. I'm expendible.
You know, it's amazing really. I've never been given a fair shake by anyone in this group. My ideas are dismissed, I'm brushed aside, I'm not involved in the planning of anything. It's like you gotta be one of the 'founders' or one of the dudes to get your ideas heard around here. Shit.
I'm tired of people harassing 'weaker' people. I'm tired of the term 'weak'. Since when does physical strength hold any sort of purpose within a group. I don't sit around with Toni or Amber talking about how Amber is the better artist, so therefore, she's the better person, or that Toni and I have more ample chests than other girls, so we are somehow better. But everything just HAS to be about strength, or competition, or who's better. Last time I checked, there is not a single person in this group that I am better than or that is better than me as a whole. Sure, we all get pissed off and say bad shit, but in the end, we're all humans, and shit like that cuts to the fucking core.
Yes. Nick did anger me, a great deal. And yes, it does draw a striking parallel to the Toni and Erich situation. However, this is a bit different. No one in this group has made an effort, or at least a concerted one, to get a hold of Erich, invite him out. It was made abundantly clear through planning an alternate party on the night of one for him. Unlike that situation, myself and my other friends HAVE made an effort with Nick. We were there for him when he needed us, and frankly, we still try to get a hold of him. Nathan still talks to him from time to time. You guys ditched Erich as much as he ditched you. We haven't ditched Nick. We're better than that.
You know what else I'm tired of? I'm tired of people staking claims to things. For example, I was extremely angry at a whole lot of people the day I moved into this apartment. What was supposed to be happy day was immediately quashed when I was told that I was moving on the day someone else was having a party. You know what, I don't plan my life around shit like that. I'll move when I want to move. It's like people were all put out because I picked THAT day to move. I picked THAT day because I was able to get off work then, my family was free, and the handful of people who actually helped me out were free as well. I did it to suit me. I don't kiss anyone's ass. And since when can't people get married within a week of another couple? You don't own that week. Get off your high horses, people. Ooooh, Hizzy's playing all pissed off. You know what, I'm not playing.
I invite people over. I plan things and then no one comes, but rather they sit around the house and watch seconds of their sad pathetic lives tick away. Tick tick tick.
You know what hurts? It hurts that I plan something and people don't come because they're broke. You know what, we can spot you. Like on my birthday. Jason came out even though he was flat broke, because he cared enough to come out and have fun. What stopped a few of you from coming out? You were broke. Oh well. Shouldn't birthdays be about being with your friends instead of sitting around doing nothing? Guess not. BTW, thank you to those who did come out. It was nice to have you all there and I had a really fun time. The presents were not necessary, but were appreciated.
I gotta twist people's arms to get them to do something. I'm tired of asking.There will be no more asking. I don't care if you come to any of my stuff or not. I hope you sit at home bored with nothing to do and realize that I'm out somewhere having the time of my life and I'm happy.
I have no regrets in life. Absolutely none. And I do not regret saying any of this. Take it as you will. From now on, you will see a new Andrea, one who is not afraid to say what's on her mind, no matter whom it offends/bothers/or generally pissed off.
Now if you'll excuse me, I must go be stupid somewhere, for according to certain people, that's what I am...stupid.
Andrea
Link : No link today.
Music : that metal shit I listen to that none of you like. Currently it's Diabolic's "All Evil Aside"
**This does not concern the following bloggers or anyone without a blog -- Amber, Jessica, Nix, the Council, Beaver and any others i May have forgotten. I do apologize to you all for what I am about to say, but it is time.**
As for the rest of you...
THIS is why I'm angry:
"Hizzy, although she has excellent intentions, doesn't know what she's talking about half the time. She's only correct in judgment half the time, too. "
Let me explain something to everyone here. I don't give a fuck what any of you think about me. Frankly, I think you're all a bunch of insecure people who feel the need to talk down to others to fill some void in your life. And I feel sorry for you.
Yes, I do know what I'm talking about. You just HAVE to be right all the time I guess. Rather than saying "Now you know how I feel" ,you gloat and go on like you just won a fucking prize or something. Do you want a cookie? No? Then shut the hell up.
I'm tired. I'm tired of people turning others against other people. Can people think for themselves? Guess not.
"Correct in judgement" -- hmmm, I don't regret any judgements I've made. I think I Have a pretty level head on my shoulders.
"Doesn't know what she's talking about half the time" -- guess if it doesn't involve DBZ or shitty little anime cartoons, it doesn't mean fuck. Shit, I bet I couldn't have an intellectual conversation with half of you, without it somehow going back to stupid shit! YOU ARE NOT COMIC BOOK CHARACTERS! You are not a cheetah woman, you are not Goku, you are not whomever. You are a fucking human being. Have some decency and start acting like it, stop being delusional, and for fuck's sake. Grow the hell up. It's not mature to make "fake blogs" or talk to someone under a "fake screen name" so you can get your fucking jollies. That's not how you treat a friend.
I guess that if it isn't liked or mandated by someone in high command of the group, then it isn't needed. Then I'm not needed. I'm expendible.
You know, it's amazing really. I've never been given a fair shake by anyone in this group. My ideas are dismissed, I'm brushed aside, I'm not involved in the planning of anything. It's like you gotta be one of the 'founders' or one of the dudes to get your ideas heard around here. Shit.
I'm tired of people harassing 'weaker' people. I'm tired of the term 'weak'. Since when does physical strength hold any sort of purpose within a group. I don't sit around with Toni or Amber talking about how Amber is the better artist, so therefore, she's the better person, or that Toni and I have more ample chests than other girls, so we are somehow better. But everything just HAS to be about strength, or competition, or who's better. Last time I checked, there is not a single person in this group that I am better than or that is better than me as a whole. Sure, we all get pissed off and say bad shit, but in the end, we're all humans, and shit like that cuts to the fucking core.
Yes. Nick did anger me, a great deal. And yes, it does draw a striking parallel to the Toni and Erich situation. However, this is a bit different. No one in this group has made an effort, or at least a concerted one, to get a hold of Erich, invite him out. It was made abundantly clear through planning an alternate party on the night of one for him. Unlike that situation, myself and my other friends HAVE made an effort with Nick. We were there for him when he needed us, and frankly, we still try to get a hold of him. Nathan still talks to him from time to time. You guys ditched Erich as much as he ditched you. We haven't ditched Nick. We're better than that.
You know what else I'm tired of? I'm tired of people staking claims to things. For example, I was extremely angry at a whole lot of people the day I moved into this apartment. What was supposed to be happy day was immediately quashed when I was told that I was moving on the day someone else was having a party. You know what, I don't plan my life around shit like that. I'll move when I want to move. It's like people were all put out because I picked THAT day to move. I picked THAT day because I was able to get off work then, my family was free, and the handful of people who actually helped me out were free as well. I did it to suit me. I don't kiss anyone's ass. And since when can't people get married within a week of another couple? You don't own that week. Get off your high horses, people. Ooooh, Hizzy's playing all pissed off. You know what, I'm not playing.
I invite people over. I plan things and then no one comes, but rather they sit around the house and watch seconds of their sad pathetic lives tick away. Tick tick tick.
You know what hurts? It hurts that I plan something and people don't come because they're broke. You know what, we can spot you. Like on my birthday. Jason came out even though he was flat broke, because he cared enough to come out and have fun. What stopped a few of you from coming out? You were broke. Oh well. Shouldn't birthdays be about being with your friends instead of sitting around doing nothing? Guess not. BTW, thank you to those who did come out. It was nice to have you all there and I had a really fun time. The presents were not necessary, but were appreciated.
I gotta twist people's arms to get them to do something. I'm tired of asking.There will be no more asking. I don't care if you come to any of my stuff or not. I hope you sit at home bored with nothing to do and realize that I'm out somewhere having the time of my life and I'm happy.
I have no regrets in life. Absolutely none. And I do not regret saying any of this. Take it as you will. From now on, you will see a new Andrea, one who is not afraid to say what's on her mind, no matter whom it offends/bothers/or generally pissed off.
Now if you'll excuse me, I must go be stupid somewhere, for according to certain people, that's what I am...stupid.
Andrea
Link : No link today.
Music : that metal shit I listen to that none of you like. Currently it's Diabolic's "All Evil Aside"
Monday, September 20, 2004
And another thing
I hope his dick falls off from sleeping with that diseased ass cunt.
And that my friends, is the final word.
HIZ
And that my friends, is the final word.
HIZ
Goin' to the chapel....yeah, right
Be warned. I am about to unleash an ONSLAUGHT on someone. This has nothing to do with an upcoming wedding, but one that occurred, without any of us even knowing.
Let me pose some questions to you first, my dear blogger friends.
1. You're friends with someone for roughly 14 years. You, and many of your other friends, do not like his girlfriend/mother of his child. Would you expect that friend to at least let you know that he's gonna get married?
2. Why throw away 14 years of friendship over some fucking shit like this.
Well, guess what? I'm thisclose to doing that. My friend Nick (aka PV, Venkman, Pussy Viking, Pussy Venkman, Dickless Nickless) got married this weekend and neglected to tell ANY of us. I think it's really fucking shitty. If something THAT major happened in my life (now granted, it won't be a wedding, I'm not the marryin' type), I'd be so overjoyed that I'd have to tell everyone I know, and even complete strangers on the street.
Hmmm...complete strangers. Interesting concept. That's what we've all been to him since that cunt came into his life (you know I'm pissed when I drop the c-bomb). I'm sorry, but that girl is a few bricks short of a smokestack and has more fucking miles on her than a Boeing 767. And Nick, there's a few cherries missing from his fruit salad too. That guy has more fucking issues than anyone I know. He's so anal. I wouldn't be suprised if his wedding were Star Trek themed. Fucking dork. I can just see it now. He's Captain Kirk and Gina was Deanna Troi or someone like that. Fucking idiot.
You know, I don't understand why I'm pissed off about this. I guess because it really bothers me that I have done so much for that cocksucker, so fucking much. I listened to him pour out his fucking heart and soul when some bitch dumped him. I hung out with him when no one else even wanted to have anything to do with him. And what does he do, he turns around and shits on not only me, but all of my friends too.
Fucking dick. I hope he's happy with his whore of a wife and his bastard child. I hope they're happy with their little fucking family and I hope they have tons more little bastards and name them after all the Star Trek characters and just have a happy little Starship Enterprise family. I hope that cunt pops out 10 more kids for Nick to fucking raise on a small salary. I hope he never comes around again. I hope they burn in hell . Thanks for nothing, cock.
HIZZY
Let me pose some questions to you first, my dear blogger friends.
1. You're friends with someone for roughly 14 years. You, and many of your other friends, do not like his girlfriend/mother of his child. Would you expect that friend to at least let you know that he's gonna get married?
2. Why throw away 14 years of friendship over some fucking shit like this.
Well, guess what? I'm thisclose to doing that. My friend Nick (aka PV, Venkman, Pussy Viking, Pussy Venkman, Dickless Nickless) got married this weekend and neglected to tell ANY of us. I think it's really fucking shitty. If something THAT major happened in my life (now granted, it won't be a wedding, I'm not the marryin' type), I'd be so overjoyed that I'd have to tell everyone I know, and even complete strangers on the street.
Hmmm...complete strangers. Interesting concept. That's what we've all been to him since that cunt came into his life (you know I'm pissed when I drop the c-bomb). I'm sorry, but that girl is a few bricks short of a smokestack and has more fucking miles on her than a Boeing 767. And Nick, there's a few cherries missing from his fruit salad too. That guy has more fucking issues than anyone I know. He's so anal. I wouldn't be suprised if his wedding were Star Trek themed. Fucking dork. I can just see it now. He's Captain Kirk and Gina was Deanna Troi or someone like that. Fucking idiot.
You know, I don't understand why I'm pissed off about this. I guess because it really bothers me that I have done so much for that cocksucker, so fucking much. I listened to him pour out his fucking heart and soul when some bitch dumped him. I hung out with him when no one else even wanted to have anything to do with him. And what does he do, he turns around and shits on not only me, but all of my friends too.
Fucking dick. I hope he's happy with his whore of a wife and his bastard child. I hope they're happy with their little fucking family and I hope they have tons more little bastards and name them after all the Star Trek characters and just have a happy little Starship Enterprise family. I hope that cunt pops out 10 more kids for Nick to fucking raise on a small salary. I hope he never comes around again. I hope they burn in hell . Thanks for nothing, cock.
HIZZY
We are all made of stars
So sorry that my title of this blog is a Moby song title. I don't like Moby a lot, but it felt appropriate.
The stars have been pretty lately. Now, I know what you're thinking...Hizzy, you never said you liked stars. Well, I do. Last night, as I was driving home, I saw both a shooting star and the Big Dipper, right out of my car window. I see the Big Dipper all the time, but I guess this was notable because it was so bright and so close.
I just woke up from a 'nap'. It's amazing how my naps consist of lying on the couch when I get home from somewhere and falling asleep usually sometime around midnight and waking up between the hours of 1 and 3 am. I'm so weird. It's my couch, I swear. I used to be up all night at my parents' house watching TV, trying to fall asleep and couldn't. Shit, if you ever are having mega-insomnia, you can sleep on my couch. It will cure you. I don't know why I even own a bed.
At any rate, I'll be going to bed soon.
You guys need to start buying up those Scarlet Whore tickets. I don't know who we're playing with. As far as when we go on, it's a competition really. Whomever sells the most tickets gets to pick the spot that they want, next most tickets gets to pick their spot, and so on. That's why it's HUGELY important that you guys help me out here. I don't usually ask favours, but I'm asking on this.
Do not ever under any circumstances see Catwoman. I am saddened that I lost 2 hours of my life thanks to that piece of cat shit. 2 hours that I will never get back. Fuck you Catwoman. It was pretty amusing laughing at it though, at how dumb it was.
Duded out with Chuck, Yoda, Joseph, Jon and some others on Friday night. I watched them play some Backyard Wrestling video game, which looked neat. We ate taquitos and imbibed Miller Light. For some reason, it really felt like old times, just sitting there. No one fighting, them tossing barbs in my direction, talking about all kinds of stuff. I felt really at peace for most of the night, except when Jon would freak out about Amber. I think J and everyone tried to avert the situation as much as possible. Still, it was good times. More went on, but for brevity, I will cut this section. It's nothing dirty or anything (damn). I'm just tired of talking about this right now.
I didn't get my homework finished. That's okay though, I shall do it tomorrow when my boss leaves work. I just have to type up some response questions about a journal article I read. I'd like to define 'journal', which will be used a lot in this and future entries, since I'm in grad school and reading a lot of them.
The journal that I am talking about is not someone's own journal, like one they write in, their LJ, or their blog. A journal, in this case, is a periodical or sort of a written article dealing with some particular subject. For example, I'm working with a journal article right now out of the Journal of Cognitive Neuroscience. It's like a magazine really, with articles. Really long, boring articles. But god, the names are so fun. I'll compile a list of the ones I worked with an post them one day.
School is going well. Saw cute boy again on campus the other day. The more I talk to him, the more I realize that he very well could be a flamer. Why oh why do I attract gay men? It's a little disconcerting, really.
Oh well, time to go to sleep.
HIZZY
Link --> Now, as much as I love Pantera and all their heavy metal goodness, I did think this was HILARIOUS. Yes, they really did look like that back in the day.
Sounds --> System of a Down : Mind
The stars have been pretty lately. Now, I know what you're thinking...Hizzy, you never said you liked stars. Well, I do. Last night, as I was driving home, I saw both a shooting star and the Big Dipper, right out of my car window. I see the Big Dipper all the time, but I guess this was notable because it was so bright and so close.
I just woke up from a 'nap'. It's amazing how my naps consist of lying on the couch when I get home from somewhere and falling asleep usually sometime around midnight and waking up between the hours of 1 and 3 am. I'm so weird. It's my couch, I swear. I used to be up all night at my parents' house watching TV, trying to fall asleep and couldn't. Shit, if you ever are having mega-insomnia, you can sleep on my couch. It will cure you. I don't know why I even own a bed.
At any rate, I'll be going to bed soon.
You guys need to start buying up those Scarlet Whore tickets. I don't know who we're playing with. As far as when we go on, it's a competition really. Whomever sells the most tickets gets to pick the spot that they want, next most tickets gets to pick their spot, and so on. That's why it's HUGELY important that you guys help me out here. I don't usually ask favours, but I'm asking on this.
Do not ever under any circumstances see Catwoman. I am saddened that I lost 2 hours of my life thanks to that piece of cat shit. 2 hours that I will never get back. Fuck you Catwoman. It was pretty amusing laughing at it though, at how dumb it was.
Duded out with Chuck, Yoda, Joseph, Jon and some others on Friday night. I watched them play some Backyard Wrestling video game, which looked neat. We ate taquitos and imbibed Miller Light. For some reason, it really felt like old times, just sitting there. No one fighting, them tossing barbs in my direction, talking about all kinds of stuff. I felt really at peace for most of the night, except when Jon would freak out about Amber. I think J and everyone tried to avert the situation as much as possible. Still, it was good times. More went on, but for brevity, I will cut this section. It's nothing dirty or anything (damn). I'm just tired of talking about this right now.
I didn't get my homework finished. That's okay though, I shall do it tomorrow when my boss leaves work. I just have to type up some response questions about a journal article I read. I'd like to define 'journal', which will be used a lot in this and future entries, since I'm in grad school and reading a lot of them.
The journal that I am talking about is not someone's own journal, like one they write in, their LJ, or their blog. A journal, in this case, is a periodical or sort of a written article dealing with some particular subject. For example, I'm working with a journal article right now out of the Journal of Cognitive Neuroscience. It's like a magazine really, with articles. Really long, boring articles. But god, the names are so fun. I'll compile a list of the ones I worked with an post them one day.
School is going well. Saw cute boy again on campus the other day. The more I talk to him, the more I realize that he very well could be a flamer. Why oh why do I attract gay men? It's a little disconcerting, really.
Oh well, time to go to sleep.
HIZZY
Link --> Now, as much as I love Pantera and all their heavy metal goodness, I did think this was HILARIOUS. Yes, they really did look like that back in the day.
Sounds --> System of a Down : Mind
Friday, September 17, 2004
South of Heaven
Got my credit card bill today. Not nearly as bad as I thought it was gonna be. I thought I was about ready to go over my limit, but I'm still about 250 bucks away from that. Go me!
Going to tequila's tonight with the gang (sans Jon and Jason, for obvious reasons) and then they want me to go see Catwoman. I think I'd rather have my vocal chords cut with a pair of garden shears than see that trite piece of shit.
Been working on a story recently, but I'm stuck on the end. I don't know if I want it to end happy or end sinisterly. I'm thinking of going more of a sinister route, but I don't quite know how to tweak the plot enough to do so. Oh well, I'll have to look into it more, I guess. Right now, it's 8 pages long, and that's with me skipping nearly 2 chapters. This is the longest story I've ever written.
I have made Halloween plans. I'm going to Slayer. Sorry to anyone who is/was going to have a party, but Slayer? On Halloween? Shit, I'd never hear the end of it if I passed that one up. Anyway, just ordered my ticket online. Thank you Ticketmaster, for your wonderfully automated system. Anyway, so I am well on my way to seeing fucking Slayer! Now I just need to buy tix for Gwar and Fear Factory and I'll be set. God damn, I love Slayer. And on Halloween, that's double the fun!
Anyway, off to get in the shower. Then I get to go eat yum yums at Tequilla.
Rock out,
HIZZY
Current Music -- Slayer : Tormentor
Link : Enter the Internet
Going to tequila's tonight with the gang (sans Jon and Jason, for obvious reasons) and then they want me to go see Catwoman. I think I'd rather have my vocal chords cut with a pair of garden shears than see that trite piece of shit.
Been working on a story recently, but I'm stuck on the end. I don't know if I want it to end happy or end sinisterly. I'm thinking of going more of a sinister route, but I don't quite know how to tweak the plot enough to do so. Oh well, I'll have to look into it more, I guess. Right now, it's 8 pages long, and that's with me skipping nearly 2 chapters. This is the longest story I've ever written.
I have made Halloween plans. I'm going to Slayer. Sorry to anyone who is/was going to have a party, but Slayer? On Halloween? Shit, I'd never hear the end of it if I passed that one up. Anyway, just ordered my ticket online. Thank you Ticketmaster, for your wonderfully automated system. Anyway, so I am well on my way to seeing fucking Slayer! Now I just need to buy tix for Gwar and Fear Factory and I'll be set. God damn, I love Slayer. And on Halloween, that's double the fun!
Anyway, off to get in the shower. Then I get to go eat yum yums at Tequilla.
Rock out,
HIZZY
Current Music -- Slayer : Tormentor
Link : Enter the Internet
RIP
Dude.
Johnny Ramone died.
Now while I'm not punk at all, the Ramones were a seminal part of music and the history of Rock and Roll. Ramones were mentioned in the same breath as the Black Sabbath as the founders of their genre. Just as BS were the fathers of metal, the Ramones were, if not the founders, the leaders of the punk revolution.
I remember when I was in college and Joey Ramone died. That was a shock for everyone at my radio station. Regular programming ceased and we played Ramones songs for like 48 hours straight. It's out of respect.
Tommy Ramone is the only one left. He's the drummer. Never thought we'd lose 3 members of the most well-known punk band in history in 5 years. (Johnny, Joey, and DeeDee (drug OD))
HIZZY
Music : "Blitzkrieg Bop" by the Ramones
Link : No link yet
Johnny Ramone died.
Now while I'm not punk at all, the Ramones were a seminal part of music and the history of Rock and Roll. Ramones were mentioned in the same breath as the Black Sabbath as the founders of their genre. Just as BS were the fathers of metal, the Ramones were, if not the founders, the leaders of the punk revolution.
I remember when I was in college and Joey Ramone died. That was a shock for everyone at my radio station. Regular programming ceased and we played Ramones songs for like 48 hours straight. It's out of respect.
Tommy Ramone is the only one left. He's the drummer. Never thought we'd lose 3 members of the most well-known punk band in history in 5 years. (Johnny, Joey, and DeeDee (drug OD))
HIZZY
Music : "Blitzkrieg Bop" by the Ramones
Link : No link yet
Wednesday, September 15, 2004
I really don't have anything to rant about today.
I have the Scarlet Whore tickets here with me. If you'd like one or five, please let me know. I have 17 of them, but I can get more. There are 5 bands, not just 1 and tickets are 6 dollars. The show starts at 6 on October 3 @ Pops.
Anyone wanna go to a strip club after the show? Fuck having to work the next day.
What the hell is happening to my beloved Cardinals? We've lost 5 of our last 7. Ugh. Oh well, we're still in the playoffs and we're still 15 games up on the 2nd place team, and we only have 13 games yet, so we've got it.
Had band practice yesterday. the new songs are sounding great.
I'm late for work. It's ok though, because work is technically closed today. I just go there and "do work". Wish we had the internet. I'd "do work" on there.
Have class tonight, the chaotic one, not the very intellectual one. This one is like being in a fucking circus. They actually had to tell some people to be quiet the other day, like they were 3 or something. It was funny.
One more cigarette and then I'm going.
My hands are all dry. There is lotion in my car, but it's under my seat. It smells like kiwi fruit.
I know Steve already mentioned this, but Howard's the fucking man. I've listened to Howard for quite a long time, and used to get in trouble for watching Howard's show on E! when I was younger. See, I had Scott and Steve up to Columbia one weekend and we went on my radio show and had a fucking ball. It got very Howard-like :) I told Steve that i think us 3 and Beaver should take over for Woody and Whipping Boy on the point. I just want one crack at Traci Wilde. I will kick her ass :)
Anyway, time to go to work.
\m/,
HIZZY
Song of the moment : Agathodaimon - Tongue of Thorns
Link : This is from last post. I just forgot to include the link to Jesus
I have the Scarlet Whore tickets here with me. If you'd like one or five, please let me know. I have 17 of them, but I can get more. There are 5 bands, not just 1 and tickets are 6 dollars. The show starts at 6 on October 3 @ Pops.
Anyone wanna go to a strip club after the show? Fuck having to work the next day.
What the hell is happening to my beloved Cardinals? We've lost 5 of our last 7. Ugh. Oh well, we're still in the playoffs and we're still 15 games up on the 2nd place team, and we only have 13 games yet, so we've got it.
Had band practice yesterday. the new songs are sounding great.
I'm late for work. It's ok though, because work is technically closed today. I just go there and "do work". Wish we had the internet. I'd "do work" on there.
Have class tonight, the chaotic one, not the very intellectual one. This one is like being in a fucking circus. They actually had to tell some people to be quiet the other day, like they were 3 or something. It was funny.
One more cigarette and then I'm going.
My hands are all dry. There is lotion in my car, but it's under my seat. It smells like kiwi fruit.
I know Steve already mentioned this, but Howard's the fucking man. I've listened to Howard for quite a long time, and used to get in trouble for watching Howard's show on E! when I was younger. See, I had Scott and Steve up to Columbia one weekend and we went on my radio show and had a fucking ball. It got very Howard-like :) I told Steve that i think us 3 and Beaver should take over for Woody and Whipping Boy on the point. I just want one crack at Traci Wilde. I will kick her ass :)
Anyway, time to go to work.
\m/,
HIZZY
Song of the moment : Agathodaimon - Tongue of Thorns
Link : This is from last post. I just forgot to include the link to Jesus
Monday, September 13, 2004
Musings and a MAJOR announcement
Hmmm...what to do first....summarize, muse, or make a big announcement?
I have made up my mind
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Major announcement in 5...
4...
3...
2...
1...
SCARLET WHORE IS PLAYING @ POPS!!!!!
That's right folks, Pops, the oh so grandest of rock clubs. Such acts as Slayer, Cannibal Corpse, Morbid Angel, and countless other HUGE names in metal have graced the Pops stage. And soon, my dear friends, you can add Scarlet Whore to the list.
Here's the 411 on how you can go.
1. We are getting tickets on Tuesday. We have 100 of them to sell. We're looking to sell all of them, else we don't get paid more money.
2. If you would like a ticket, please contact me. I am starting off with 10 tickets for myself to distribute amongst friends. The tickets are $6.
3. The show is Sunday, October 3, 2004. For those of you going to Fear Factory, that's the night before Fear Factory. For those of you who aren't going to Fear Factory, the concert is Sunday, October 3, 2004.
I am making you a deal right now. If you come to this show, you will never be asked to come to another Scarlet Whore show ever ever again, at least by me. This is the one show where we need people and we need you to come out and support us.
Oh yeah, it's a deal sponsored by the Point. So there's gonna be cool Point prizes too, and if we get the most people there, I believe we get our set played LIVE on KPNT 105.7 The Point. Gotta doublecheck that though.
Anyway, yeah. If you don't go, I'm going to be very mad at you. And you don't like to see me mad now do you :)
End announcement
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Last night, there was a photo shoot in my living room. Yep, new band photos. We started at 10:30 in the pm and ended this morning at 4 am. Talk about a long night. It was fun though. Everyone was in relatively good spirits. We were fueled by the prospect of new pictures, lots of Bud Light, fun with fake blood, and just the general humorousness of the band. It was good times.
The night before there was a party at my place. Seems like everything is at my place lately :) I like that though. When the last stragglers left (Jason, Joe, and Chuck(um, I mean Lipton! If you don't know why he's called that, please ask). after watching a really weird cartoon on the Independent Film Channel -- ask Jason, it was majorly fucked up -- it was 4 am. So yeah, I'm tired.
No pictures of these events were taken by me. I need new batteries for my digital camera. That little fucker eats batteries fast.
Finished up some studying tonight. Moreso, I wrote a paper -- a reflection on an academic journal entry. When I re-find the entry I was writing about, I'll post it here. Believe me, it will make your head spin. God damn, I'm such a nerd. Had to call Len for a biological term, I figured if anyone knew about this stuff, it would be him. Oh well, now that i know the format, the next 5 of these that I have to do should be tons easier.
I just realised something. This is a marathon blog of my own, only I'm not really bitching about one particular subject. I just have a lot to say.
I think that's all actually. So much for having a lot to say.
HIZZY
Now playing on KHZY (Hizzy Radio) : Bethlehem - Schatten aus der Alexander welt
Link of the day : Jesus -- you need to see this fucking page, so wrong!
I have made up my mind
-------------
Major announcement in 5...
4...
3...
2...
1...
SCARLET WHORE IS PLAYING @ POPS!!!!!
That's right folks, Pops, the oh so grandest of rock clubs. Such acts as Slayer, Cannibal Corpse, Morbid Angel, and countless other HUGE names in metal have graced the Pops stage. And soon, my dear friends, you can add Scarlet Whore to the list.
Here's the 411 on how you can go.
1. We are getting tickets on Tuesday. We have 100 of them to sell. We're looking to sell all of them, else we don't get paid more money.
2. If you would like a ticket, please contact me. I am starting off with 10 tickets for myself to distribute amongst friends. The tickets are $6.
3. The show is Sunday, October 3, 2004. For those of you going to Fear Factory, that's the night before Fear Factory. For those of you who aren't going to Fear Factory, the concert is Sunday, October 3, 2004.
I am making you a deal right now. If you come to this show, you will never be asked to come to another Scarlet Whore show ever ever again, at least by me. This is the one show where we need people and we need you to come out and support us.
Oh yeah, it's a deal sponsored by the Point. So there's gonna be cool Point prizes too, and if we get the most people there, I believe we get our set played LIVE on KPNT 105.7 The Point. Gotta doublecheck that though.
Anyway, yeah. If you don't go, I'm going to be very mad at you. And you don't like to see me mad now do you :)
End announcement
---------------------------------------------
Last night, there was a photo shoot in my living room. Yep, new band photos. We started at 10:30 in the pm and ended this morning at 4 am. Talk about a long night. It was fun though. Everyone was in relatively good spirits. We were fueled by the prospect of new pictures, lots of Bud Light, fun with fake blood, and just the general humorousness of the band. It was good times.
The night before there was a party at my place. Seems like everything is at my place lately :) I like that though. When the last stragglers left (Jason, Joe, and Chuck(um, I mean Lipton! If you don't know why he's called that, please ask). after watching a really weird cartoon on the Independent Film Channel -- ask Jason, it was majorly fucked up -- it was 4 am. So yeah, I'm tired.
No pictures of these events were taken by me. I need new batteries for my digital camera. That little fucker eats batteries fast.
Finished up some studying tonight. Moreso, I wrote a paper -- a reflection on an academic journal entry. When I re-find the entry I was writing about, I'll post it here. Believe me, it will make your head spin. God damn, I'm such a nerd. Had to call Len for a biological term, I figured if anyone knew about this stuff, it would be him. Oh well, now that i know the format, the next 5 of these that I have to do should be tons easier.
I just realised something. This is a marathon blog of my own, only I'm not really bitching about one particular subject. I just have a lot to say.
I think that's all actually. So much for having a lot to say.
HIZZY
Now playing on KHZY (Hizzy Radio) : Bethlehem - Schatten aus der Alexander welt
Link of the day : Jesus -- you need to see this fucking page, so wrong!
Saturday, September 11, 2004
Quizzes
Here are a couple quizzes that I took.
______________________________________________
Bullshit!
Oh well.
Hizzy
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Bullshit!
Oh well.
Hizzy
Friday, September 10, 2004
In response
I'm responding to a post by Steve.
First off, let me say that I agree with Steve wholeheartedly. Yes, get the fuck off your lazy asses and register to vote. You may think that it doesn't make a difference, but it does. Let me explain the electoral process for those of you who may be unfamiliar (don't worry -- a lot of people don't know how this stuff works. I took a year of poli. sci. in high school and then again in college, so I know a bit about it)
I found this here.
I shall paraphrase
So that ends your little political science lesson for today. Now on to the rest of my post in regards to Steve's.
Armageddon has come. For once, I actually agree with Steve about something. I think that it's a travesty that war is being waged in our name. Instead of fighting for freedom of another country, why don't we worry about more domestic issues. Do you know that over 50 percent of Americans, especially elderly and people in the poorer urban areas do not have health coverage? What about the thousands of homeless people forced to walk the streets each day? What about the war on drugs or the problems with other domestic issues. I do agree that Iraq was in a bad sort, but why should we be the ones to go clean up THEIR mess. Here's an analogy for you. The United States = Hizzy. Think about that for a minute. The United States can't keep their tanks and troops out of other countries business, just as I can't seem to stay out of anyone else's matters. I am the 'great satan'.
I could care less about John Kerry's service in Vietnam or Bush's "service" to the country in the Air National Guard. I don't vote for president on whether or not they can wage war. That's not the number 1 factor in determining who is getting my vote. I would like to know what is going to be done for not only me, but my parents. Let's face it, our parents are getting old. A couple of them may even retire in the next 4 years. I'd like to know that my parents won't have to struggle to get coverage with Medicare and won't have to worry about the government screwing them over on prescription drugs.
I don't like to see jobs go overseas. What about the working father here in St. Louis whose factory got shut down and the jobs were outsourced overseas. He's trying to feed his family, but can't now. He can't find a job. There are none to be had. Over 4 years of college, my parents probably shelled out quite a large sum of money for me to attend a good school. Now, I'm not saying they were hurting or anything. My dad has a good job and he has always managed money well. However, after 4 years and a lot of money, I couldn't find a job to save my life. It's pretty sad when the best way to make money in this country is to sell drugs (which I considered doing, by the way, for like 5 seconds).
Anyway, I'm off topic. I am a Democrat. I'll admit that right now. I voted for Gore, as stiff and unanimated as he was. He was Clinton's VP and I adored Bill Clinton and his policies. He balanced the budget and made our country full of wonder and freedom. Yes, freedom. I'm not talking about terrorists taking away our freedom. I'm talking about little freedoms, like being able to walk around and freely express our religious views, personal views, and political views. Over 10000 people got arrested a couple weeks ago in New York for protesting the RNC. Do you know how many people got arrested for protesting the Democratic National Convention? Like 100.
War is inevitable. If it wasn't for war, we would still be under the rule of the British throne, or at least we would have been long after 1780 If it wasn't for war, we may still have had black slaves in our houses longer than the end of the Civil War. If it wasn't for war, Hitler may have killed far more than 6 million Jewish people. He may have even come over here and started killing our Jewish people. Sometimes, people do have to sacrifice for the common good. However, the war we are currently in, which is unjust by the way. According to the US Constitution - Article 1, Sec. 8 (11) states, "Congress shall have the power . . . to declare war." The president is commander-in-chief, but he must fulfill his responsibilities within the framework established by the Constitution and subject to the control of Congress" Hmmm, the last time I checked, Congress hadn't approved any war. We went in under false pretenses, saying that it was not a war, but there was a belief that Saddam had WMDs and we were gonna go check it out. To this day, war has not officially been declared.
Osama bin Laden will be caught. I know this for a fact. Hey, we may have him already, over there at Rammstein Air Base in Germany or even at Guantanamo. He may be dead, he may be alive. There's several rumours going around -- we have him, he's dead, he's at a base with his body on ice, so he can look nice and fresh for CNN's cameras when W. announces that we killed him a mere 2 weeks before the election, he's alive, we have him detained and are going to announce that before the election. Regardless, look for Osama to be "caught" in the next 3 months. What a way to boost an approval rating. That would spell 'doom' for John Kerry and for us as well. I don't think I can take another 4 years of this shit.
Where were you on September 11th, 2001. I was in the shower, getting ready for class, when Joe informed me through the bathroom door that "a plane hit a building in New York". My mom was folding laundry and drinking coffee. Jason was sleeping. Do you want know where our President was in the minutes leading up to, during, and after the first plane hit? He was reading to school children in Florida. He continued reading, even after a Secret Service man told him that we were under attack. He continued reading for the next 7 minutes. If I were president, I'd give each kid a piece of candy, close the book and say, "Your president has to leave. I've enjoyed spending time with you. Thank you for having me in your classroom" and then I'd get my ass to New York or DC or wherever.
Anyway, I have a lot more that I want to say, but this is turning into a book. All I will say is that if you don't vote, then you have no right to bitch at how our country is going. That's why we have elections, so the people can have a voice. So, please, register. It's easy. You can do it at the library or even at the post office. Shit, MTV even has something on their site where you can sign up online. So does the Missouri government page. You can even sign up at your school. It takes like 2 seconds to vote and you don't have to get up early. I voted in the primaries at 5 in the evening, after work. It takes a short amount of time. So make a sacrifice of about 5 minutes. It's better than sacrificing the next 4 years of your life to something or someone that you hate or don't believe in. I'm not going to tell you who to vote for. I know who I'm voting for. At least vote, then at least you have a right to bitch.
Respectfully,
HIZZY
MUSIC -- Bob Marley : Three Little Birds
Link of the Day -- Register to Vote (legit site, btw. It's Congress' site)
First off, let me say that I agree with Steve wholeheartedly. Yes, get the fuck off your lazy asses and register to vote. You may think that it doesn't make a difference, but it does. Let me explain the electoral process for those of you who may be unfamiliar (don't worry -- a lot of people don't know how this stuff works. I took a year of poli. sci. in high school and then again in college, so I know a bit about it)
I found this here.
I shall paraphrase
You go to your polling place and vote. Phase 1 of the election is decided by the popular vote. For example, let's say that John Kerry wins the popular vote (meaning that more people voted for him than Bush). He now has to win the electoral vote. The Electoral College decides who the president will be. It's a group of electors, not some party school on the east coast :) Each state has X amount of electors. These electors usually vote the way the people of their state did. A candidate must get at least 270 electoral votes to win the presidency. When a candidate wins in a certain state, he gets all of the votes. It is not possible for a state to be split. There has to be a clear cut winner in each state.
Here is a map of the electoral votes required. Missouri has 11, which means that if John Kerry wins in Missouri, he wins 11 of 270 needed for the presidency.
So that ends your little political science lesson for today. Now on to the rest of my post in regards to Steve's.
Armageddon has come. For once, I actually agree with Steve about something. I think that it's a travesty that war is being waged in our name. Instead of fighting for freedom of another country, why don't we worry about more domestic issues. Do you know that over 50 percent of Americans, especially elderly and people in the poorer urban areas do not have health coverage? What about the thousands of homeless people forced to walk the streets each day? What about the war on drugs or the problems with other domestic issues. I do agree that Iraq was in a bad sort, but why should we be the ones to go clean up THEIR mess. Here's an analogy for you. The United States = Hizzy. Think about that for a minute. The United States can't keep their tanks and troops out of other countries business, just as I can't seem to stay out of anyone else's matters. I am the 'great satan'.
I could care less about John Kerry's service in Vietnam or Bush's "service" to the country in the Air National Guard. I don't vote for president on whether or not they can wage war. That's not the number 1 factor in determining who is getting my vote. I would like to know what is going to be done for not only me, but my parents. Let's face it, our parents are getting old. A couple of them may even retire in the next 4 years. I'd like to know that my parents won't have to struggle to get coverage with Medicare and won't have to worry about the government screwing them over on prescription drugs.
I don't like to see jobs go overseas. What about the working father here in St. Louis whose factory got shut down and the jobs were outsourced overseas. He's trying to feed his family, but can't now. He can't find a job. There are none to be had. Over 4 years of college, my parents probably shelled out quite a large sum of money for me to attend a good school. Now, I'm not saying they were hurting or anything. My dad has a good job and he has always managed money well. However, after 4 years and a lot of money, I couldn't find a job to save my life. It's pretty sad when the best way to make money in this country is to sell drugs (which I considered doing, by the way, for like 5 seconds).
Anyway, I'm off topic. I am a Democrat. I'll admit that right now. I voted for Gore, as stiff and unanimated as he was. He was Clinton's VP and I adored Bill Clinton and his policies. He balanced the budget and made our country full of wonder and freedom. Yes, freedom. I'm not talking about terrorists taking away our freedom. I'm talking about little freedoms, like being able to walk around and freely express our religious views, personal views, and political views. Over 10000 people got arrested a couple weeks ago in New York for protesting the RNC. Do you know how many people got arrested for protesting the Democratic National Convention? Like 100.
War is inevitable. If it wasn't for war, we would still be under the rule of the British throne, or at least we would have been long after 1780 If it wasn't for war, we may still have had black slaves in our houses longer than the end of the Civil War. If it wasn't for war, Hitler may have killed far more than 6 million Jewish people. He may have even come over here and started killing our Jewish people. Sometimes, people do have to sacrifice for the common good. However, the war we are currently in, which is unjust by the way. According to the US Constitution - Article 1, Sec. 8 (11) states, "Congress shall have the power . . . to declare war." The president is commander-in-chief, but he must fulfill his responsibilities within the framework established by the Constitution and subject to the control of Congress" Hmmm, the last time I checked, Congress hadn't approved any war. We went in under false pretenses, saying that it was not a war, but there was a belief that Saddam had WMDs and we were gonna go check it out. To this day, war has not officially been declared.
Osama bin Laden will be caught. I know this for a fact. Hey, we may have him already, over there at Rammstein Air Base in Germany or even at Guantanamo. He may be dead, he may be alive. There's several rumours going around -- we have him, he's dead, he's at a base with his body on ice, so he can look nice and fresh for CNN's cameras when W. announces that we killed him a mere 2 weeks before the election, he's alive, we have him detained and are going to announce that before the election. Regardless, look for Osama to be "caught" in the next 3 months. What a way to boost an approval rating. That would spell 'doom' for John Kerry and for us as well. I don't think I can take another 4 years of this shit.
Where were you on September 11th, 2001. I was in the shower, getting ready for class, when Joe informed me through the bathroom door that "a plane hit a building in New York". My mom was folding laundry and drinking coffee. Jason was sleeping. Do you want know where our President was in the minutes leading up to, during, and after the first plane hit? He was reading to school children in Florida. He continued reading, even after a Secret Service man told him that we were under attack. He continued reading for the next 7 minutes. If I were president, I'd give each kid a piece of candy, close the book and say, "Your president has to leave. I've enjoyed spending time with you. Thank you for having me in your classroom" and then I'd get my ass to New York or DC or wherever.
Anyway, I have a lot more that I want to say, but this is turning into a book. All I will say is that if you don't vote, then you have no right to bitch at how our country is going. That's why we have elections, so the people can have a voice. So, please, register. It's easy. You can do it at the library or even at the post office. Shit, MTV even has something on their site where you can sign up online. So does the Missouri government page. You can even sign up at your school. It takes like 2 seconds to vote and you don't have to get up early. I voted in the primaries at 5 in the evening, after work. It takes a short amount of time. So make a sacrifice of about 5 minutes. It's better than sacrificing the next 4 years of your life to something or someone that you hate or don't believe in. I'm not going to tell you who to vote for. I know who I'm voting for. At least vote, then at least you have a right to bitch.
Respectfully,
HIZZY
MUSIC -- Bob Marley : Three Little Birds
Link of the Day -- Register to Vote (legit site, btw. It's Congress' site)
Love to hate
A couple things I hate:
I hate when I get my statement in the bank, and I doublecheck with my checkbook, and it's wrong. I just had to go back and re-balance the entire thing starting at August 1. I came out with the amount on the sheet, but still, it was wrong when I looked at it the first time.
I hate having a headache. I have one. Had one pretty much all night. I'm scared I'm gonna get a brain aneurysm like my aunt. She had a headache before she dropped dead.
I hate how my stomach feels everyday and how I'm sick almost every day. I mean like the shits sick, even when I don't eat, I'm sick. I think there's something wrong with me.
I hate that I'm paying almost 100 bucks this month for cable. Charter, those fucks, they did a nice 30 dollar jump on me. I'll get to the bottom of it sooner or later.
I hate not getting to bed until after 1 am. Then, I fall asleep at my desk at work. One of those half sleep/half awake things. I can still hear my boss coming and wake up real quick.
I hate that my school is roughly 2x the size of my high school and is about 5x as small as Mizzou. I feel clausterphobic there. And there's no food court either. Blah!
I hate that I cannot whiten my teeth for the life of me.
Now, things I love.
I love the fact that my car isn't making that funny jerking motion that it has been. Who knew that all I had to do was switch to a higher grade of gas. 89 octane, yeah baby. (Thanks to James for the tip). Also, it's not up to almost 300 rpms, it's at about 200, as it should be.
I love the fact that my mom's better.
I love it that I can come home to peace and quiet.
I love that my computer isn't as broken as it has been recently. Stuff is running and I only have a tad of spyware on here that I need to get off.
I love my digital camera.
I love school. Yes, I'm a big ol' nerd. I don't care. In a few short years, I will be away from my job at the chiro office and doing something with education or one of my degrees. In a few short years, I will have my Masters.
I love that I am able to finally call people true friends. I'm finally learning to trust people.
I love that I have lost 5 lbs in the last 2 months. It's not much, nor as quick as I'd like, but hey, it's a start.
Looks like the positives outweigh the negatives. I'm doing good, it seems. The only place to go is UP!
Love hate love
HIZZY
Current Music -- Scarlet Whore : The Shadows
No link of the day today. Due to the fact that I need to go out and find new ones.
I hate when I get my statement in the bank, and I doublecheck with my checkbook, and it's wrong. I just had to go back and re-balance the entire thing starting at August 1. I came out with the amount on the sheet, but still, it was wrong when I looked at it the first time.
I hate having a headache. I have one. Had one pretty much all night. I'm scared I'm gonna get a brain aneurysm like my aunt. She had a headache before she dropped dead.
I hate how my stomach feels everyday and how I'm sick almost every day. I mean like the shits sick, even when I don't eat, I'm sick. I think there's something wrong with me.
I hate that I'm paying almost 100 bucks this month for cable. Charter, those fucks, they did a nice 30 dollar jump on me. I'll get to the bottom of it sooner or later.
I hate not getting to bed until after 1 am. Then, I fall asleep at my desk at work. One of those half sleep/half awake things. I can still hear my boss coming and wake up real quick.
I hate that my school is roughly 2x the size of my high school and is about 5x as small as Mizzou. I feel clausterphobic there. And there's no food court either. Blah!
I hate that I cannot whiten my teeth for the life of me.
Now, things I love.
I love the fact that my car isn't making that funny jerking motion that it has been. Who knew that all I had to do was switch to a higher grade of gas. 89 octane, yeah baby. (Thanks to James for the tip). Also, it's not up to almost 300 rpms, it's at about 200, as it should be.
I love the fact that my mom's better.
I love it that I can come home to peace and quiet.
I love that my computer isn't as broken as it has been recently. Stuff is running and I only have a tad of spyware on here that I need to get off.
I love my digital camera.
I love school. Yes, I'm a big ol' nerd. I don't care. In a few short years, I will be away from my job at the chiro office and doing something with education or one of my degrees. In a few short years, I will have my Masters.
I love that I am able to finally call people true friends. I'm finally learning to trust people.
I love that I have lost 5 lbs in the last 2 months. It's not much, nor as quick as I'd like, but hey, it's a start.
Looks like the positives outweigh the negatives. I'm doing good, it seems. The only place to go is UP!
Love hate love
HIZZY
Current Music -- Scarlet Whore : The Shadows
No link of the day today. Due to the fact that I need to go out and find new ones.
Thursday, September 09, 2004
Question to ponder
Ok, so I have some orange juice in my fridge that I just opened. It was trapped behind a bottle of bloody mary mix and some kool-aid. I love the delicious orangey goodness of the juice. However, I noticed the sell by date being Sept 3, 2004. Here is my question.
Can orange juice go bad?
I mean, I know that milk can BIGTIME, but I guess OJ can too. Can it make you as sick as bad milk.
The expired orange juice scared me, so I dumped out what was in my cup.
Please help.
HIZ
Can orange juice go bad?
I mean, I know that milk can BIGTIME, but I guess OJ can too. Can it make you as sick as bad milk.
The expired orange juice scared me, so I dumped out what was in my cup.
Please help.
HIZ
Wednesday, September 08, 2004
Middle finger straight up in the air
Hi.
I hate Highway 40. Hate it like I have never hated a single road before. Now, I've just recently gotten brave and decided to start taking the highway to places far from home, like my school, which is off of 40 and McCausland. Now, let me preface this by saying that I went straight to school from work, so I took the city streets.
I hit Highway 40 at 9:05 PM. I guess they built 40 specifically for all those people who have no fucking clue what they're doing. I practically drove home with my middle finger out the window. People riding my ass, in the fast lane, when I'm doing 80 and can't push it any further without risking injury to myself. People with their brights right in my mirror, my side mirror, when I'm trying to merge or change lanes. People who drive 50 mph and are in MY way.
Why is 270 such a great highway, or 55. Shit, I"d take 70 365 days out of the year if it meant never having to drive 40 again.
end rant
begin blog
Was thinking about having people here on Friday. If you're interested, call me.
Met a cute boy today. We smoked together. His name was Kurt. He's also an Ed. major. He lives right off of Baumgartner by Southfield. Maybe I'll see him at the store.
I'm in a bit of a bad mood right now. If you talked to me, you know why. The rest of you, it's not your business. Don't even ask.
The girl I'm working with in my group for one of my classes is a total bitch. I wanted to make the presentation fun and interactive with the class. She wanted to use Powerpoint. Blech!
Anyway, that's all.
See ya
HIZZY
Music : == Harkonin - Godless Inhabitation
Link : Death Metal Karaoke
I only wish there was karaoke like that around here. I'd be so there
I hate Highway 40. Hate it like I have never hated a single road before. Now, I've just recently gotten brave and decided to start taking the highway to places far from home, like my school, which is off of 40 and McCausland. Now, let me preface this by saying that I went straight to school from work, so I took the city streets.
I hit Highway 40 at 9:05 PM. I guess they built 40 specifically for all those people who have no fucking clue what they're doing. I practically drove home with my middle finger out the window. People riding my ass, in the fast lane, when I'm doing 80 and can't push it any further without risking injury to myself. People with their brights right in my mirror, my side mirror, when I'm trying to merge or change lanes. People who drive 50 mph and are in MY way.
Why is 270 such a great highway, or 55. Shit, I"d take 70 365 days out of the year if it meant never having to drive 40 again.
end rant
begin blog
Was thinking about having people here on Friday. If you're interested, call me.
Met a cute boy today. We smoked together. His name was Kurt. He's also an Ed. major. He lives right off of Baumgartner by Southfield. Maybe I'll see him at the store.
I'm in a bit of a bad mood right now. If you talked to me, you know why. The rest of you, it's not your business. Don't even ask.
The girl I'm working with in my group for one of my classes is a total bitch. I wanted to make the presentation fun and interactive with the class. She wanted to use Powerpoint. Blech!
Anyway, that's all.
See ya
HIZZY
Music : == Harkonin - Godless Inhabitation
Link : Death Metal Karaoke
I only wish there was karaoke like that around here. I'd be so there
Ouch (the 2nd installment)
I injured myself again. My knee decided to introduce itself to Mr. Coffee Table. I now have a bruise. God dammit.
Stuff's going pretty decent here. Back to working normal hours.
Fear Factory is coming to town, we should all go. It should be a very rockin' show.
Did a lot of homework tonight and did some research for a project. I hate to say it, but I'm really enjoying graduate school. Now if only my wednesday class wasn't such a fucking chaotic zoo, I'd be just fine. My Monday class seems to prove much more sedate. Probably because there's only 15 people in that class and it's more of an ed. psych class, which I'm totally stoked about. I am such a goddamn nerd. I'm so glad I went back to school.
Everyone needs to look at the pictures below as I spent a lot of time uploading them.
Watched two excellent movies yesterday -- Bartleby and The Royal Tenenbaums. Bartleby is based on Herman Melville's classic short story, Bartleby the Scrivener, which is one of my all time favorite short stories. Bit of useless music trivia. Did you know that Herman Melville is a distant relative of Moby? Betcha didn't. It's true. Look it up, Moby's even talked about it in the past. Oh well, as much as I love Herman Melville, Moby still sucks. Gigantic balls.
And I just love the Royal Tenenbaums. I don't think I need to explain.
That's all for now.
Currently playing : StL Cards vs. San Diego Padres (on 1120 KMOX)
Link of the Day : This one is for all of you Megaman fans (not the new Megaman, but the really old Megaman that we all loved in the 1980s. A must see for any video game kid). I am proud to present, courtesy of Newgrounds.com, Megaman : Titanium Rhapsody
The Hizzy
Stuff's going pretty decent here. Back to working normal hours.
Fear Factory is coming to town, we should all go. It should be a very rockin' show.
Did a lot of homework tonight and did some research for a project. I hate to say it, but I'm really enjoying graduate school. Now if only my wednesday class wasn't such a fucking chaotic zoo, I'd be just fine. My Monday class seems to prove much more sedate. Probably because there's only 15 people in that class and it's more of an ed. psych class, which I'm totally stoked about. I am such a goddamn nerd. I'm so glad I went back to school.
Everyone needs to look at the pictures below as I spent a lot of time uploading them.
Watched two excellent movies yesterday -- Bartleby and The Royal Tenenbaums. Bartleby is based on Herman Melville's classic short story, Bartleby the Scrivener, which is one of my all time favorite short stories. Bit of useless music trivia. Did you know that Herman Melville is a distant relative of Moby? Betcha didn't. It's true. Look it up, Moby's even talked about it in the past. Oh well, as much as I love Herman Melville, Moby still sucks. Gigantic balls.
And I just love the Royal Tenenbaums. I don't think I need to explain.
That's all for now.
Currently playing : StL Cards vs. San Diego Padres (on 1120 KMOX)
Link of the Day : This one is for all of you Megaman fans (not the new Megaman, but the really old Megaman that we all loved in the 1980s. A must see for any video game kid). I am proud to present, courtesy of Newgrounds.com, Megaman : Titanium Rhapsody
The Hizzy
Monday, September 06, 2004
Happy 10th entry (aka Promises, Promises)
Happy 10th entry, Hizzyblog.
I promised you guys pics and I have made good on that promise. Hope you enjoy.
Click here to see the pics from the 9/01/04 Scarlet Whore show at the Hi-Pointe.
and here are some pics from Amber's party on 9/04/04. There will be more added to these later. I just got sick of uploading.
Hope you find these pics enjoyable.
Oh, here's that pic of Epps that everyone wanted to see.
I'm just a picture takin' freak.
That's all for right now. Maybe more later.
HIZ
I promised you guys pics and I have made good on that promise. Hope you enjoy.
Click here to see the pics from the 9/01/04 Scarlet Whore show at the Hi-Pointe.
and here are some pics from Amber's party on 9/04/04. There will be more added to these later. I just got sick of uploading.
Hope you find these pics enjoyable.
Oh, here's that pic of Epps that everyone wanted to see.
I'm just a picture takin' freak.
That's all for right now. Maybe more later.
HIZ
Sunday, September 05, 2004
Tiredness
I returned home from the party at 1pm. I was tired. I'm pretty awake now.
I will post a synopsis of the party at a later date. I need some time to think about how to best formulate said synopsis.
I'm watching The Royal Tenenbaums. It's on FX, so there's commercials. I've always loved that movie. I need to get the DVD at some point. It is probably one of most funny movies I've seen in a long time. By funny, I don't mean braindead funny movies like Half Baked or shit like that, nor is it a movie like Old School. Ben Stiller, Owen AND Luke Wilson, Gwenyth Paltrow, and Bill Murray are in it. I recommend picking it up at your local Blockbuster.
Deals is like my favorite store of all time now. They have food there. Good food. Not like crappy almost expired shit. I spent 30 bucks there and got loads of food. It's all a dollar. Yep, that's all. A fucking dollar. I have never been happier.
At some point, I have to vacuum. I have this shitty Dirt Devil thing. I wish I had a cool one like Scott's. I also need to put my laundry away.
Oh well, that's all.
HIZZY
Current Music : Barathrum - Demon Es Dues Inversus
Link of the Day : The Incomplete Words of Billy Shakespeare
I will post a synopsis of the party at a later date. I need some time to think about how to best formulate said synopsis.
I'm watching The Royal Tenenbaums. It's on FX, so there's commercials. I've always loved that movie. I need to get the DVD at some point. It is probably one of most funny movies I've seen in a long time. By funny, I don't mean braindead funny movies like Half Baked or shit like that, nor is it a movie like Old School. Ben Stiller, Owen AND Luke Wilson, Gwenyth Paltrow, and Bill Murray are in it. I recommend picking it up at your local Blockbuster.
Deals is like my favorite store of all time now. They have food there. Good food. Not like crappy almost expired shit. I spent 30 bucks there and got loads of food. It's all a dollar. Yep, that's all. A fucking dollar. I have never been happier.
At some point, I have to vacuum. I have this shitty Dirt Devil thing. I wish I had a cool one like Scott's. I also need to put my laundry away.
Oh well, that's all.
HIZZY
Current Music : Barathrum - Demon Es Dues Inversus
Link of the Day : The Incomplete Words of Billy Shakespeare
Saturday, September 04, 2004
No more work, please.
In the words of Dante Hicks from Clerks, "I'm not even supposed to be here today." Work -- on a Saturday, psssh, not in my world. Oh well, it's only until 2.
I have a lot to do for this party. I still need to buy a gift and go help Amber set up. You know, it's funny. True, this is sort of a party for Toni and Erich. Now, hear me out before you go jumping all over my shit. However, no one says you HAVE to talk to them. Shit, come over, drink, swim, be wild, whatever. The majority of 'the group' will be at this party. I guess I just find it humourous that there's a guy's night tonight. I chuckled when I heard that one. Amber and I discussed it, and she is not happy. She feels like that after she went through all this trouble, why people would be so petty as to let a problem get in the way of having fun. I guess she sees it as a indirect 'fuck you' to her, after she shelled out around two hundred bucks to make this a great end of summer party (that's not counting my contribution of around 50 or so). Anyway, Amber and I resolved that we are not going to even tell Erich that there's a guys night. It will upset him and ruin his entire night. The person I feel for the most in this entire situation is Beaver. I talked to him on the phone last night and he was confused as to what to do. He wanted to just do one, hadn't decided which. He knew that if he did this, he'd have to let someone down. Dude's even thinking about going to the party and then guys night. Hmmmm, wonder how we tell Erich why his best man left the party?
There are people I don't care for. Some of them were even in this group. But, I sure don't distance myself from my other friends or not go to an event because that person was gonna be there. Shit, if anything, I'd go to the event to see what slutty stuff the person does next (I'm not talking about anyone in this group. Think Columbia).
I'm not trying to bust anyone's balls here or shit like that. True, you guys haven't seen Corey in a while. Wonderful, go see Corey. I've been meaning to hang out with him myself. I just found it a little fishy that rather than coming and having a good time with your other Juice friends and acquaintences, there's this little guys night thing going on. I feel like it was almost deliberate.
Don't say that you forgot. Don't even fucking say that. People have only been talking about this for the last month or so.
Blogs are for expressing your feelings and I'm tired of this shit. Go, have your little karaoke competiton (this group always seems to jump at that word 'competition'. Someone always has to be the best.' I should do a list too, ranking the egotism and just over all rudeness of the people in BJ. Wonder how that would go over. Might be a more accurate list). Anyway, go have your fun. Just take comfort in the fact that right now, you've got Beaver all confused, Amber's pissed, I'm getting there quickly, and when people ask why others aren't there, I'm gonna flat out say "They had better things to do then come to a fucking cool party.)
Let the ass jumping begin.
HIZ
Music -- The Pixies - Where is My Mind?
I have a lot to do for this party. I still need to buy a gift and go help Amber set up. You know, it's funny. True, this is sort of a party for Toni and Erich. Now, hear me out before you go jumping all over my shit. However, no one says you HAVE to talk to them. Shit, come over, drink, swim, be wild, whatever. The majority of 'the group' will be at this party. I guess I just find it humourous that there's a guy's night tonight. I chuckled when I heard that one. Amber and I discussed it, and she is not happy. She feels like that after she went through all this trouble, why people would be so petty as to let a problem get in the way of having fun. I guess she sees it as a indirect 'fuck you' to her, after she shelled out around two hundred bucks to make this a great end of summer party (that's not counting my contribution of around 50 or so). Anyway, Amber and I resolved that we are not going to even tell Erich that there's a guys night. It will upset him and ruin his entire night. The person I feel for the most in this entire situation is Beaver. I talked to him on the phone last night and he was confused as to what to do. He wanted to just do one, hadn't decided which. He knew that if he did this, he'd have to let someone down. Dude's even thinking about going to the party and then guys night. Hmmmm, wonder how we tell Erich why his best man left the party?
There are people I don't care for. Some of them were even in this group. But, I sure don't distance myself from my other friends or not go to an event because that person was gonna be there. Shit, if anything, I'd go to the event to see what slutty stuff the person does next (I'm not talking about anyone in this group. Think Columbia).
I'm not trying to bust anyone's balls here or shit like that. True, you guys haven't seen Corey in a while. Wonderful, go see Corey. I've been meaning to hang out with him myself. I just found it a little fishy that rather than coming and having a good time with your other Juice friends and acquaintences, there's this little guys night thing going on. I feel like it was almost deliberate.
Don't say that you forgot. Don't even fucking say that. People have only been talking about this for the last month or so.
Blogs are for expressing your feelings and I'm tired of this shit. Go, have your little karaoke competiton (this group always seems to jump at that word 'competition'. Someone always has to be the best.' I should do a list too, ranking the egotism and just over all rudeness of the people in BJ. Wonder how that would go over. Might be a more accurate list). Anyway, go have your fun. Just take comfort in the fact that right now, you've got Beaver all confused, Amber's pissed, I'm getting there quickly, and when people ask why others aren't there, I'm gonna flat out say "They had better things to do then come to a fucking cool party.)
Let the ass jumping begin.
HIZ
Music -- The Pixies - Where is My Mind?
Scrambled eggs, lighters, Italian, and 'tards
I just lost an entire fucking blogger entry. Fuck.
Anyway, I'm gonna start over from where I stopped.
CDS coming out this week that I want to buy (* denotes absolutely must have):
Amon Amarth "Fate of Norns"
Amorphis "Far from the Sun"
Carcass "Heartwork", "Necroticism : Descanting the Insalubrious", and "Swansong"
Therion "Lemuria/Sirius B"
Lamb of God "Ashes of the Wake" *
Grave "Fiendish Regression"
Internal Bleeding "Onward to Mecca"
Dark Funeral "Devil Pigs"
Cataract "With Triumph Comes Loss"
It's always nice to know what's coming out that rules! I will probably pick up the Lamb of God and probably the new Amorphis, though now that they're off of Relapse Records, I'm a bit leery. Relapse Records = good, headbangin' times
Raise your hand if you have no clue as to who 90% of these bands are. Didn't think so. Oh well, ask and you shall be introduced.
Anyway, here's a quick rundown as to what was in the lost blog entry.
1. I have either half-assed lighters or lighters that don't work. I had a brand spankin' new Cardinals lighter, but I lost it.
2. Mom's better after surgery. On the mend, almost back to her old self.
3. Worked TONS this week. Can't wait until I don't have to work for 3 days!
4. Wanted scrambled eggs for dinner. No milk. Considered using chocolate milk, but decided it wouldn't be worth wasting both good eggs and good chocolate milk for a Chocolate Scrambled Egg Delight that would probably taste like shit. Ended up getting Taco Bell. Shoulda gone for the Chocolate Scrambled Egg Delight.
and now, for 2 longer observations.
Soon, once I get some time, I'm gonna start teaching myself Italian. I'm probably gonna see if I can get a good book on Conversational Italian from the library or find a good resource on the internet. I guess I want to learn Italian because it's 3/4 of my heritage and I'd love to speak the language of my ancestors. All the Italian I know is extremely dirty. Such wonderful phrases as :
Andate tutti a 'fanculo!
Vaffanculo a Lei, la sua moglie, e' la sua madre.
Tu mangi frenga de Madonna
Caccati in mano e prenditi a schiaffi
You don't want to know what those mean, believe me.
Amber is having a party tomorrow. I encourage everyone to come. I know there's a lot of bad blood and animosity that exists among people, but it's the last party of the summer. Nevermind. I don't know why I fucking bother.
Currently playing on the Hiz-trola : Jungle Rot "Humans Shall Pay"
Link of the Day : The Tard Blog
go to "archives". This is written by an actual special ed teacher. Funny, but oh so wrong.
Does anyone even look at my links of the day?
Non me ne frega un cazzo,
Hizzy
Anyway, I'm gonna start over from where I stopped.
CDS coming out this week that I want to buy (* denotes absolutely must have):
Amon Amarth "Fate of Norns"
Amorphis "Far from the Sun"
Carcass "Heartwork", "Necroticism : Descanting the Insalubrious", and "Swansong"
Therion "Lemuria/Sirius B"
Lamb of God "Ashes of the Wake" *
Grave "Fiendish Regression"
Internal Bleeding "Onward to Mecca"
Dark Funeral "Devil Pigs"
Cataract "With Triumph Comes Loss"
It's always nice to know what's coming out that rules! I will probably pick up the Lamb of God and probably the new Amorphis, though now that they're off of Relapse Records, I'm a bit leery. Relapse Records = good, headbangin' times
Raise your hand if you have no clue as to who 90% of these bands are. Didn't think so. Oh well, ask and you shall be introduced.
Anyway, here's a quick rundown as to what was in the lost blog entry.
1. I have either half-assed lighters or lighters that don't work. I had a brand spankin' new Cardinals lighter, but I lost it.
2. Mom's better after surgery. On the mend, almost back to her old self.
3. Worked TONS this week. Can't wait until I don't have to work for 3 days!
4. Wanted scrambled eggs for dinner. No milk. Considered using chocolate milk, but decided it wouldn't be worth wasting both good eggs and good chocolate milk for a Chocolate Scrambled Egg Delight that would probably taste like shit. Ended up getting Taco Bell. Shoulda gone for the Chocolate Scrambled Egg Delight.
and now, for 2 longer observations.
Soon, once I get some time, I'm gonna start teaching myself Italian. I'm probably gonna see if I can get a good book on Conversational Italian from the library or find a good resource on the internet. I guess I want to learn Italian because it's 3/4 of my heritage and I'd love to speak the language of my ancestors. All the Italian I know is extremely dirty. Such wonderful phrases as :
Andate tutti a 'fanculo!
Vaffanculo a Lei, la sua moglie, e' la sua madre.
Tu mangi frenga de Madonna
Caccati in mano e prenditi a schiaffi
You don't want to know what those mean, believe me.
Amber is having a party tomorrow. I encourage everyone to come. I know there's a lot of bad blood and animosity that exists among people, but it's the last party of the summer. Nevermind. I don't know why I fucking bother.
Currently playing on the Hiz-trola : Jungle Rot "Humans Shall Pay"
Link of the Day : The Tard Blog
go to "archives". This is written by an actual special ed teacher. Funny, but oh so wrong.
Does anyone even look at my links of the day?
Non me ne frega un cazzo,
Hizzy
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