rbsn ~ excursive

OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG. LIKE OH. MY. GOD.

so stressed from werk my right hip is sore.

WTF.

which seems a minor complaint considering andrew koenig was so clinically depressed that he committed suicide.

but fuck it man i am so effing tired.

hey dumbass, i emailed you for a reason. so you can have the how-to in writing. read, dammit. stop thinking you’re so smart. if you were, you wouldn’t be calling me for help in the first place.

caved. bought a “gaming” mouse. from logitech (squirm). next purchase — gaming mouse pad. i don’t even fps. standard ms optical just doesn’t cut it in extended gaming sessions though.

ate lunch too early. wanna sleep. or, if i was home, plunder diabro2.

caught sex and candy on the radio driving home today. flashback from the 90’s. youtube’d it just for kicks cuz i missed the video. someone commented about the ‘95 rule — music went to shit past 1995. true that. can’t think of any single song or band that moves me from the 2000 decade. all a blur of Processed Crap. unlike back in the day when a song defined a moment in your life and you carried that memory with you.

affectation of the moment is dropping the word “situation” here and there. and saying stuff like “quit the sphere” a lot. yieah. i’ve been rollicking amid a self-imposed austen fest. joy! sure the romance is sweet and all — the men though, so yummy. even shifty willoughby. i think the only one that truly bugs is bingley’s ridiculous head of red in the kiera knightly p&p. so. damn. yucky!!

the truly nerdy. i’d stick the spector higher up, add in jensen, make miyamoto-san #1, and tuck trevor chan in there somewhere. but hey, the list makes me giggle anyway.

i find it ironic that my so-called creative talents are submerged and i’m looking for a job in the tech field. computers, logic, and reasoning are also hobbies of mine — so really, i’m still making money off of my personal interests. being a cpa would kill me. explaining software to idiots may try my patience but i’d much rather yammer on about computer-y stuff than plug numbers into a balance sheet.

dear butter:

did guv mcdonnell buy out your entire winter store? cuz that was some endless slathering of glossy overstatements for 10 minutes. granted he only had 10 minutes versus obama’s hour ten, but damn. phrases out of the ole cliche can much?

and oh yieah, if goverment’s job is to extend opportunities to everyone, then everyone should just shut up about gay rights. last i checked, “everyone” includes gays. by that logic, gay rights is a no-brainer, non-issue. by mere dictionary definition of “everyone” gay people get all the same rights — singleling them out is, just, stupid.

unfortunately for the u.s. (and the rest of the world for that matter), common sense can’t be bottled up and sold. so no matter how wonderful obama’s goals are, achieving them is a whole nother issue if much of the body being governed can’t read the constitution to understand it.

small government is a great goal but, aforementioned lack of common sense withstanding, not possible in the meantime. we need big government because the public don’t know any better.

lack of foresight. or maybe just coming from a place where one has no sense of security.

like, land lines will always have a place. it may play a diminished role but there are advantages to landlines that won’t ever be filled by cell phones. no issue with signals for one. how many times has your cell dropped your call? duh.

people who think storing their precious data at an online source are likely the same people who ask how in the world they got a virus on their computer. it’s called SECURITY people. storing your data on someone else’s server is UNSAFE.

compact digital cameras isn’t going anywhere either. cuz not everyone (actually most everyone) don’t feel like lugging around a giant dslr. duh.

and guess what, CD’s and DVD’s won’t disappear completely. cuz there are those of us who collect films and albums. and there are people who like to re-watch a flick at any time.

and if i wasn’t so poor, i’d buy new college texts. buying second hand or online is only because i’m POOR. everyone’s poor in this economy. new college textbooks won’t disappear.

oooo. phylicia rashad is rockin in the latest raisin. mr. puffy hasn’t shown up yet. hrrm.

mousebot’s back in full force (farce?) and we celebrated last night by staying up till 3am trawling the nets aimlessly. which just served as a reminder for me to switch occupations forthwith.

holy craptastic i wanna read this. and i’m ashamed. that i find sordid drama just, so. damn. Fun.

throat hurts.
fuck.

at least in the banking industry there’s an attempt at accountability. so what really needs to happen is that the feds should enforce harsher don’t-be-an-asshole laws. so capitalism doesn’t run amok from innately lazy, selfish, stuck-up, oh-wtf-fill-in-the-blank business owners. what i wish is for people to eventually actualize their potential of non-assholery (totally a word). achieving this consequently reasons for non-restrictive laws. but damn if people don’t act like self-entitled dicks more often than not.

customer service makes me want to invest in brass spike knuckles. some people do not deserve to be serviced. unless it’s service wherein their face is rearranged.

someday my annoyance with twilight will full-on blow up. sanitizing vampires is so effing lame.

stayed up till past two last night spilling out neat figures in a master budget project. got stuck on the cash budget so my dreams last night were filled with, gah, conceptual analysis. like srsly. not analyzing actual numbers but analyzing stuff like personal robots over self-parking. it was ridiculous. especially when the robot thingie tried to slap me while i was doing analysis of his use at work. wtf man, wtf.

all aforementioned struggles were for naught when, smartie pants me, found out today while reviewing the assignment details that i was supposed to do problem set 5a and not 5b. oopths. surprisingly non-disgruntled about the mistake. figuring out figures within a controlled environment is fun (it’s homework man, there’s always gonna be a right answer). getting to do it again is the best kind of review since i got through muddling over the logic and reasoning of this budgeting stuff yesterday. today i can just plug in those numbers. hopefully i’ll figure out that damn cash budget too.

mousebot most likely got virused. boo! jedibob needs more ram. i need some more personal time with hellfire. there was something else i wanted to say but i’m old so i’ve forgotten what it was in the space of, oh, five minutes. crap.

i should be stressed and screaming and supremely pissed off at the world. but for some reason i’m inordinately excited about the idea of possibilities. not reality, just a foggy notion of making the intangible, tangible. am i delirious??

am in love with ralph’s twist commercial. sooooo cute. never thought stick figures can make me mushy.

love/love/love ebay shopping with gift certs. stocked up on some more rare graphic adventure titles without dishing out a cent. buying stemmed from me not finding my journeyman project 3 dvd anywhere. wtf?! it better be lying around somewhere waiting for me to root it out. i canNOT lose that one. i AM agent 5 dammit!!