rbsn ~ excursive

show me the monay!!!!!!!

vegas was muy expensivo. and all it did was left me wanting more. oh this is baaad.

stealing red kettle moneys is like stealing from church. like stealing from mr. rogers. you just don’t do that, i don’t care how poor you are. that’s just fucked up.

am bitter and pissed off. usual holiday clashes, irritating people, and (oh joy) Jerks At Werk. my new year’s resolution, for the first time ever of having a new year’s resolution, is to beat all the arses in the face with my inner zen. yes there will be such a thing. situations piss me off more than being broke ever will.

why is it that every time i go to vegas i get the ominous sore throat. bah.

new colors here are fab. all cold-ish and stuff.

found my ipod. so so happy. my precious. my own. all the time sitting quietly in my laptop bag. wtf with my cursory frisks.

trump tower sure is fugly. i hate french food. never trust buffets. feet hurt. room with a view was actually a real strip view for once. fotos galore. i really should bust out for a nikon d90.

when i was a kid, if someone were to come up to me and say “wax on, wax off”, i’d be all fuck yieah, myagi-do karate!!!. maybe it’s my upbringing. grew up with the awesomeness of myagi-san ingrained in my brain from the parentals — not because he’s a japanese karate sensei blah blah blah, but because boy, did he show that squirt daniel a thing or two about respecting old asian handymen.

thank the almighty one for the recent rains.

cuz A) it’s now officially cali christmas season for me.
and 2) hotdoggit, the plastic buggy is cleaned.

on the other hand, i’ve consumed much butter lately. i dunno what oprah’s complaining about with the gaining weight back blah blah. at least she doesn’t have to fight an all-butter, all-the-time craving. ohmygod. butter.

blah de blah. hate that the werk grind starts again tomorrow. christmas shopping is bullcrap — i should be saving my dough for more important things like my condo and 52″ aquos. aiming for 90% online retail this year cuz i’ve no motivation to get offer me arse and run around in the mall. got the external (finalmente!!) and it’s farking 1tb. wtf am i going do with 1tb of space?! i only needed this thing cuz the poor old 120g wd is slowly dying on me. oh well. really wish that portables were 7200rpm — i want that portability dammit! am also slowly warming up to the idea of sitting out on telly purchases till the lasers come out. that’ll be years until affordability of course but i feel real bad buying a large screen filled with rare earth elements that are approaching extinction. i feel bad about everything. i feel bad about too many things. es stupido.