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| Tuesday, July 7th, 2009 | | 12:21 pm |
I miss Michael Jackson :'C
I'm reading his Wiki page and he had a much, much harder and sadder life than I realized. He got a pretty bad wrap for a while there, and he didn't deserve any of it. Oddly enough, it reminds me of what they said in The Dark Knight.
"You either die a hero, or live long enough to see yourself become the villain."
Michael lived long enough to see himself become the villain, but judging by his memorial, he at least got to die a hero as well. I just wish we hadn't been so terrible to him in his life. I guess when the population of an entire planet is obsessed with you, they'll use you up in any way you let them. I hope he's at peace. Current Mood:  sad | | Sunday, March 29th, 2009 | | 11:11 am |
| | Monday, March 9th, 2009 | | 3:32 pm |
Ass Smoothie
I just heard about this today, and I swear to god, Internet. Sometimes I just don't know what the fuck to do with you. Not worksafe. Not mindsafe. http://www.analbeverages.com/You can easily find others. Just Google "Ass Smoothie." Or don't! Current Mood:  Ass Smoothie | | Monday, March 2nd, 2009 | | 10:55 pm |
| | Wednesday, February 25th, 2009 | | 12:11 pm |
How well do I know...
Jenn!!! 1. She's sitting in front of the TV, what is on the screen? Avatar: The Last Airbender 2. You're out to eat; what kind of dressing does she get on her salad? Oil and vinegar 3. What's one food she doesn't like? The pulpy part of the tomato 4. You go out to eat and have a drink. What does she order? Cosmo 5. Where did she go to high school? Irvine High School 6. What size shoe does she wear? I'm gonna go ahead and guess size 8 womens. Jenn will then immediately correct me with "Nine." 7. If she was to collect anything, what would it be? Achievements that put me to shame? Or Protomen memorabilia. 8. What is her favorite type of sandwich? Tuna fish 9. What would this person eat every day if she could? Tabouli 10. What is her favorite cereal? Jenn has a passionate hunger for life, including its eponymous cereal. 11. What would she never wear? A leopard print dress 12. What is her favorite sports team? Dodgers 13. Who did she vote for? Obama-rama! 14. Who is her best friend? Me or Julia, depending on if I qualify 15. What is something you do that she wishes you wouldn't do? Procrastinate 16. What is her heritage? Southern white people and Native Americans 17. You bake her a cake for her birthday; what kind of cake? Dark chocolate with raspberry filling 18. Did she play sports in high school? Softball 19. What could she spend hours doing? Boning? Or maybe sleeping. She loves both of those, and it's the only time she stops multitasking long enough to do just one thing for multiple hours. 20. What is one unique talent she has? She can pick up pretty much anything with her toes | | Sunday, January 18th, 2009 | | 11:02 pm |
So...
I pretty much made Jenn eat a huge chunk of Kryptonite this evening, and by way of making good, I am coming here to admit this humiliating tidbit to the world: The first thing I ever jerked off to was an instructional leaflet that came with a pack of tampons. That is all. Current Mood:  hrrm | | Saturday, January 10th, 2009 | | 1:21 am |
| | Tuesday, January 6th, 2009 | | 2:46 pm |
Has anyone else found they are incapable of embedding YouTube clips on LiveJournal lately? Current Mood:  confused | | Wednesday, December 24th, 2008 | | 12:46 pm |
Celebrating in a dying world.
On this Christmas Eve, millions (not to mention the untold others who make merry in the name of numerous other year-end ceremonies) will be gathering with their loved ones to enjoy each other's company and celebrate making it through another year. Before we abandon ourselves to drunken revelry and poorly conceived holiday sweaters, let us stop for a moment and think about why we do this; why we've done this since the beginning of time. Christmas, Hannukah, these and others are just the latest incarnation of the age-old tradition of celebration of the winter solstice. Think back to early man. He toiled constantly to survive, and understood little. Every year, the skies would grow cloudy and dark, the earth would become hard and fruitless, the air cold and rainy. He didn't understand why this happened, so all across the world he came up with various reasons. Gods. Spirits. The stars. Regardless the explanation, the reaction tended to be similar; find your loved ones, come together, hunker down and share what you have. Tell and hear stories. Ask how they're doing out in wherever they live. Smile as you hold the tiny new life they brought into the world. Every year, celebrate what life you've earned even as the Earth grows cold and dies. And that, I think, is the point. We don't always think of it this way, but winter is the death of the world we know. Plants drop their leaves, animals hide away for months, the very sun seems miserly with its precious warmth even on the days you can still see it. The world dies, and man, early or modern, understands that he truly has no idea or control over when he will follow suit. Remember this. Even as you celebrate the joy and life of yourself and your loved ones, nothing ever stops dying. Keep that desperation in your heart as you embrace distant family and welcome visiting friends. Remember it as you enjoy your feasts and share your gifts. If hunger is the best of spices, that knowledge will be the clearest lense though which you will remember this time, for one day you will be in the winter of your life, and all you will have or want will be to hold on to those memories. In the end, those are all that will matter. So please, be safe, have a warm and loving holiday, and remember that one day soon or far, you'll be growing cold as well, and I hope that knowledge makes you insatiably hungry to savor the time you have now. (ripkv) Current Mood:  contemplativeCurrent Music: Pumalin - Closing Time | | Tuesday, December 23rd, 2008 | | 10:03 am |
Dammit, why does this alwasy happen at MY house?
So Jenn is insanely ill. Like, up since 3 a.m. and turning inside out through her face ill. She's a fucking soldier about it though, I don't know how she does it. But I wish I knew what was wrong. :[ Current Mood: worried | | Thursday, December 18th, 2008 | | 1:27 pm |
| | Wednesday, December 17th, 2008 | | 11:09 pm |
| | Monday, December 15th, 2008 | | 3:33 pm |
| | Sunday, December 14th, 2008 | | 1:12 pm |
My cell phone.
Hey all, my phone seems to be (hopefully) temporarily hidden in my house, so I won't be able to respond to it. I will be hanging out with Dave most likely all day, though, so if you need me you can try him. 8====D, Devan Current Mood:  phoneless | | 1:54 am |
| | Friday, December 12th, 2008 | | 12:31 am |
On the trendiness of poverty.
So I've been seeing and hearing a new word that absolutely fucking galls me. You may have noticed it too. It's one of those new terms that marketers, newsmakers, and PR departments come out with every once in a while, presumably to manufacture a demographic; the tail wagging the dog, or by my reckoning, the turd finding a dog to have been shit from. This magical new piece of language? Recessionista. Mull that one over for just a second longer. Recessionista. God forbid we allow people to fully understand the magnitude of what is happening in our economy. God forbid we call it something other than a credit "crunch" or a "squeeze." God forbid we treat a serious situation with any kind of gravity. Just because you lost all your savings for the future and/or the kids' college education doesn't mean you have to stop being fabulous! Just because your house is being foreclosed doesn't mean you should stop looking for cheaper ways to keep up with the Joneses or thrifty ways to look like you're not the dreaded "p" word. Poor. You've seen it before. You've worked at a place that habitually could not give you a raise, instead giving you ever-grander bullshit titles. This is essentially the same. "If we don't come up with something for people to call themselves other than 'poor,' they might actually start to think about all the things that are wrong with the status quo," the decision makers worriedly ponder. "We can't have them realize that there's barely such a thing as the 'middle class' anymore! We can't have them hop off the hamster wheel for one fucking second! Somebody get me public relations." Well I got news for you, bossman. There's nothing "fun" or "cool" about poverty, though you're about to see it get a hell of a lot trendier. Besides. Everyone knows it stops being cool when everyone does it, and I've been living hand to mouth since way before it was popular. Fucking posers. Current Mood:  hungry | | Thursday, December 11th, 2008 | | 3:22 pm |
| | Monday, December 8th, 2008 | | 2:15 pm |
| | Thursday, December 4th, 2008 | | 3:18 pm |
| | Monday, November 24th, 2008 | | 12:51 am |
Delicious salty tears
I do not know or care what this is about, but their suffering delights me. Current Mood:  sated |
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