DVR, How I Love Thee

DVR'ing NYPD Blue Smits episodes is such a nice thing.

Photos from when Morgan and I went out with Turtle Saturday night.
Me After 4 Smirnoff Twisteds
Morgan
Turtle
Turtle offered to take our broke asses out, if one of us would be his designated driver. Can't turn that offer down!! Smirnoff Ice Twisted Watermelon is the best, followed closely by Mandarin Orange.

I had an interview yesterday morning, but obviously that went nowhere. So driving all over the fucking country filling out applications has netted us absolutely nothing; at $2.69 a gallon for gas. Lovely.

We're having our own little hurricane.

People are stupid.

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That Time Of Year Again

Yes, it's that time of year again. Halloween time! So it isn't even September yet, but it's been colder this week, which puts me in mind of Fall. Have I ever mentioned that Fall is my favorite season? I like Spring with the flowers blooming and stuff, but I love Fall the most. The days are still warm enough, the evenings aren't hot and the leaves change and all that good stuff. Plus, Fall means Halloween season. I love Halloween, and I always have. I checked out haunted house websites last night; I will go to the Factory of Terror this Halloween season. Even though I got fired Tuesday for not going in on my day off on Monday, Morgan and I get our first school disbursement the 1st or 2nd week of October. We'll receive another disbursement in November as well. Even if we aren't working, everything will be all right, but we both plan on working as well as going to school. I had an interview yesterday, and I think I have a job. Yeah, I think I have a job. Nice, yes? I go in Monday at 9AM, but I have no idea if I'm working that day, having a second interview or what. I don't even know what the company does that I went to; they pay $8/hr and it's a relaxed setting which is all that matters to me.

School...Monday, Tuesday and Thursday every week, 6P-10P. We'll be finished in two years and will have our Associates degrees. Our major is Computer Networking and Applications, and we'll also be MCSE certified upon graduation. Everyone's jealous, I know. At least that way I'll be able to get a good job, save up and go back for Forensic Psych. So yeah, orientation is September 1, and our first day of school is September 6. I'm excited.

Digital cable with the DVR box is still pretty fucking cool.

Wireless Internet is also still fucking cool.

Gah, my Pooper.net mail is still down. I can log in, but all I get is a continuous "logging you in" screen.

I plan on visiting Travis in WV before it starts snowing. I know the Birdy will make the trip with no problem, but I'll need the time off from school and work. School's not a problem since I'm off Friday, Saturday and Sunday every week. I guess I could leave on a Friday after work and come home sometime Sunday afternoon. I must go to the Burnsville diner for cole slaw, dammit!!

I feel bad for people with snaggly teeth. Thankfully my parents blessed me with braces from ages 9 to 14.

We desperately need an entertainment center.

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Schooooooool

Morgan and I start college September 6th. I'm so freaking excited! It's only an Associates Degree, but it's better than nothing. We'll both be MCSE certified as well. We're going for computer networking and applications. We rule.

I'm off to watch the 3 hours of NYPD Blue I DVR'd today. Smits better be in some of the episodes.

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Allow Me To Elaborate

So yeah, I was on my way home from my Mom's house last night a little after midnight. I had the TruckBird loaded down with stuff, and was buzzing right along. I thought my dash lights were getting dimmer, but then I thought it could have been cause I was kinda tired. Then my airbag light popped on, and my headlights started dimming. I pulled a U-Turn and hauled ass back to my Mom's house. I almost made it there, but the car just gave up and died about three blocks from my Mom's house. So there I am, walking to her place at 12:30AM. It was fucking creepy, and where she lives is as safe as any town in America can be in the year 2005. So I get there, wake her up and we take her car to load all of my shit so no one steals any of it while it's sitting in the bank parking lot (where I coasted to after he died.) There was about a .01% chance anyone would have messed with my car, but I didn't want to take the chance. Just for shits and giggles I decided to try and start my car. He fired right up and I sped my way to her house. I had just parked when the TruckBird died again. Today my brother ran me to Advance Auto Parts so I could buy a new alternator, and Morgan installed the part. Jeff needed to come over because the damned bracket bolt was stuck, and we couldn't get it loose. The car's fine, and he just turned 140K miles. Seriously, we paid $300 for the car in March. We knew it needed a starter when we bought the car, and that was $105. Now, 5 months later, I had to pay $75 for an alternator. Total, we paid $480 for the Birdy. I'm not going to complain. But that's what I get for running my mouth about the dead Camaro. I still trust the Birdy to take me anywhere, and I'd prefer to not ride in the Camaro at all, piece of shit that it is.

I must remember to watch Supersize Me on Showtime. We have Showtime and Showtime On Demand free for 6 months, and everyone best believe that I'll be taking advantage of the On Demand stuff. Digital cable is so fucking cool. I know I'm old when I'm fascinated by printing from the couch and pausing live TV. Recording TV is just a bonus.

Eh, guess I'll go to bed.

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Goobledeegook

Lets play Guess What Part Failed and Left Lisa Stranded:
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It was fixed today and the car is fine once again.

Digital cable with a DVR is the best thing ever.

My pooper.net mail is down, as is my SBC mail. Nice, huh?

More tomorrow.

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*Updated* For all of those who guessed the alternator, gold star.

Woo

By 2PM we'll have cable. I'm so excited I could shit myself. Did I mention we're also getting the DVR box? Yay!!

Some photos to keep you busy while I'm away playing with the cable box:
Someone thinks he's Hitler
Our cars
Our apt building!
Cars again
Someone had a milestone!

Yes, Morgan shaved that horrible Hitler thing right after I took a photo.

I printed from the couch a couple days ago. As in my butt was on the couch, and I printed to the dining room printer. Wireless continues to amaze me everyday.

I'm old.

The new job is going fine. My first week and I fixed two PC's. I rule.

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Workers Comp?

I cut my finger on a pair of scissors at work today. Fucking hurts like a sonofabitch, too. Does that qualify for workers' comp? Light duty? Didn't think so.

I found this photo of Barb and Lord_Kanan from the Metal Steve benefit:


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Scary Men

For your weekly dose of scary as fuck:

David Coverdale looks like a chick


Pete Burns scares the fuck out of me

David Coverdale is the lead singer of Whitesnake, and Pete Burns is the singer from Dead or Alive.

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Wireless Wonder

I finally received my wireless card today, and after a billion connection attempts, it spontaneously connected and has been online ever since. Wireless is soooooo nice. Now if I could get the laptop battery to last longer than 3 hours, I'd be set.

I just tried watching Swimfan on DVD, but the disc is all jacked up. Sucks cause that looked like a hella good movie.

Guess I'll clean since Morgan would rather sleep all evening than spend time with me.

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Some People

So this guy calls today and requests a quote to have service performed on a Xerox phaser. I tell the guy I'll find out and return his call. I do just that, and the first time I called he wasn't answering his page, so I left a voicemail. I just called him back to make sure he received the quote, and his secretary, who was running interference, informed me he was "unavailable." OK, fine. She then asked what it was in regard to, and I told her. She then said, "Oh, we had that serviced earlier today." Well piss off then. The guy didn't even have the decency to take my call and inform me. My time is valuable, probably more so than his, but I don't even garner the common courtesy of speaking directly with him. People amaze me sometimes.

Morgan and I rented three DVD's last night for $1.50. Yeah, less than two bucks for three DVD's that don't have to be back until midnight Wednesday. We rule.

Twenty minutes until going home time.

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First Day

The first day at my new job went fine, even though I was woken up at 4:30AM by Morgan playing the computer way too fucking loud. Fuckface. So I had 3 hours of sleep last night. Nice, yes?

The goldfish wasn't in bed last night when I laid down. That damned goldfish was looking for porn on the Internet. Don't believe me?
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Bad goldfish!!

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Who Needs Two Kidneys?

My nephew is going back on the kidney transplant list this October. He's A+ and I'm A+ so I guess I'm going to get tested to possibly donate a kidney. Hell, what do I need two kidneys for anyway?

More tomorrow.

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Apartment Photos

As promised, photos of the apartment with our sparse furnishings:
Kitchen
Kitchen 2
Bedroom 1
Bedroom 2
2nd Bedroom 1
2nd Bedroom 2
2nd Bedroom 3
Dining Room
Our Couch
Living Room
Bathroom 1
Bathroom 2
Yeah, Morgan loves the Hello Kitty bathroom accessories. Just as much as I love having the couch covered with one of my comforters. Tacky as hell, but it's better than the actual couch color. Besides, the couch was a freebie so we can't complain. Everyone is soooo jealous of our circa 1984 TV.
Look closely at the master bedroom photos; that's a Morgan-lump under the covers. 4:30PM and he's still in bed.

We're venturing out later to go grocery shopping; it's too hot outside right now.

Um, they should have called about the Camaro by now. They close at 5PM, and we need to know for sure if we can pick up the car tonight. Fuckheads.

I need a nap. Or food. Or something.

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I'm Baaaaaaack

OK, so I've been gone a while. I think 12 days is some type of record for me, and I don't wish to duplicate it ever again. We're pretty much settled-in at our new apartment, and we finally have DSL. Still no cable for the TV, but that'll be soon, I hope. I'm no longer working at Summit Racing, and no, I'm not getting into it here. Suffice to say I did nothing wrong other than getting food poisoning, and getting stuck in road construction on the way to work. It worked out for the best, though, since I begin my new job Monday (won't miss a paycheck,) and this new position is 10 minutes from my house, I can wear jeans and it's at a computer/printer/fax machine repair place. Did I mention I can play on the Internet all day long? And I'll have minimal contact with customers, and 99% of the customers I do see won't be pissed off and screaming at me?! Wooooooo!

The Camaro is alive once again. Turns out the new timing chain (less than 8K miles) broke in two. How I love that car. /sarcasm

Morgan applied for a job at the junkyard and hopefully he'll get hired.

So yeah, food poisoning...Morgan and I went to the benefit for Metal Steve two weeks ago. Earlier in the evening, we went to Mr. Hero for dinner. We couldn't finish all of our food, so we stuck the remaining Romanburgers and the rest of my cheesesteak in the back of the Birdy (Camaro had a hole in the radiator at that point, so we were driving my car.) Anyway, I didn't know the food was in the car all damn night, and I ate some of it Sunday afternoon. Around 3AM Monday I woke up puking and shitting my brains out. Suffice to say, I couldn't go to work that day. I just was able to start eating normally earlier this week, but I guess I was supposed to go to work with stuff flying out both ends of my body. I did call my former boss a spineless faggot, so that has to count for something. I rule.

We should retrieve Morgan's crap from his Mom's apartment before she throws his stuff away. She's a big enough cunt that she'd throw his stuff away just for something to do. She threw his microwave away because it was "broken" and he wouldn't drive an hour up there to reset the fucking thing. Dumb bitch.

I so want to ram my feet up SBC's collective asses. Don't even get me started on an SBC rant or I won't be able to stop.

Morgan and I saw this lovely person yesterday, while driving down Cleveland AVE. For some reason, we found him to be quite amusing. I think the beard hanging out from under his helmet was the cincher.
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Easily amused, we are.

If I'm not too lazy later on this weekend, I'll take photos of the apartment with furniture and crap. Amazing, I know.

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1991 Camaro RS-Natural Environment

The Camaro in its natural environment:
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Watch, the Birdy will fucking die this weekend.

Yeah, I'm gone for for almost two weeks and this is all you get.

That is all.