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Friday, February 10th, 2006
10:51 pm	final entry I am abandoning LiveJournal! Nobody reads my posts anymore! I am sorry! Until next time! wait... Current Mood: complete? (Comment on this)
Sunday, January 15th, 2006
11:15 pm	You Can Call Me the Local Band P.I.M.P. CONCERT SURVIVAL TIP NUMBER 35: ALWAYS be aware of your surroundings. Otherwise, you will be caught completely off guard when Silent Surface comes up behind you and start expressing their gratitude toward you for coming to see them. (I will gladly explain if anyone asks.) So I went to a concert last night. POP QUIZ: I had seen 76 DIFFERENT bands in concert prior to Saturday night's show. Silent Surface, This Fires Embrace, and 13th Borne played. How many bands had I seen by the end of the show? The first correct answerer gets a loaf of bread! (Offer expires Tuesday at noon.) As is my policy, I will not be specific when I discuss the show here. I am wary about sharing details because, as aforementioned, even an experienced concert goer such as myself may not know who is behind him or her. What I will say is this: Appl Brwn Btte canceled. Mr. X and I both agree that this band simply sucks. Of course, they are probably not as bad as Pitch Black, but I do not know that any other band besides Pitch Black is that bad. Silent Surface opened. Did you know their bass player is left handed? The band's web site describes the singer, Shawn Eavenson, as a "semi-psychotic ball of energy," and, after careful observation, I do not disagree. Do not get me wrong. I love those guys, especially Shawn (and Brock, of course). Next came TFE. They did a Killswitch engage cover that even impressed 13th Borne. The lead singer was sick, but you could not tell. Also, the bass player broke a string during the first song. He ended up having to burrow a bass from Ryan of 13th Borne. All is well that ends well, though. 13th Borne closed, and the crowd began to go a little crazy. Now "T-RAV" and the boys are off to the "Midwest." never mind. P.S.-I am the local band PIMP. Contrary to increasingly popular belief, I am NOT a groupie. Current Mood: loved (Comment on this)
Thursday, January 5th, 2006
9:30 pm	The Libaray Card Saga Once upon a time I woke up wearing a different outfit than the one I was wearing when I fell asleep. Actually, that has happened more than once, but the most recent time was probably the most perplexing. I found the top I was wearing in the bathroom the next morning. It was there that I realized my water bottle had been moved and it had more water in it than when I went to bed (indicating I likely filled it sometime during the night). That is not the peculiar part, though. The night before I placed my library card inside my Biology text book. I intended to go to the library after school so I could rent the movie MEATBALLS. (Have any of you seen it? It was on the list of a hundred and one must see movies my boss gave me.) Anyhow, I realized in the morning that my card was no longer there. I quickly scanned my bedroom floor, thinking perhaps I dropped the card when I picked up my text book. Having no success, I decide to give up the search and try again after I came home from school. When I returned I retraced my steps. Since the initial search had been fruitless, I did as thorough a job as I could the second time (and the third and the fourth). By this point I was so confused I began to consider the possibility I had actually walked to the library in my sleep and left my card there. If in fact I had taken my card during my nighttime escapades, I wondered, what would I do with it? Naturally, I would throw it in the garbage. Why I thought that I do not know, but I proceeded to check all the garbage cans. When I entered my bathroom (where my clothes and water bottle had been found), I immediately spotted the unmistakable red and white corner of my card UNDERNEATH the garbage can. What on Earth was I doing that night!? Well, I took the whole ordeal as a sign that I should skip my trip to the library and just take a harmless nap instead of watching an eighties era comedy. Maybe I (or somebody else?) came back from the future to prevent myself (me) from going... (just a thought) Please feel free to share your tales of late night wanderings. On a completely different note, Leishan came back today! I did miss her. Apparently she did not reciprocate my feelings. See if I ever seduce a secretary for you again! ahem. She was wearing this cool dress. It was gothic lolita style and was black and red (my two favorite colors, I think SOMEBODY was trying to impress me...). Her outfit came close to outdoing my corset. CAME CLOSE Surely you all know that my corset cannot be beat, especially when I wear it (seeing as how my radiance is unsurpassable). yeah Well, Leishan, if you are reading this, I would like you to know that I have moved on and am happily engaged to a wonderful person who RESPECTS me. never mind Current Mood: confused (Comment on this)
Sunday, January 1st, 2006
9:23 pm	Ah, the hell with it. Happy new year everyone! may we all feel better in the morning... (Comment on this)
Tuesday, December 20th, 2005
9:30 pm	What Could It Mean!? I uncovered a perplexing note a bit ago. Evidence exists that I wrote it sometime in August of 2004. On it I listed eight names: 1. AARON BENNER, 2. SLASH, 3. ROD SERLING, 4. TODD MCFARLANE, 5. DIANA MELTZER, 6. LLOYD ALEXANDER, 7. AESOP, 8. PUDDIN'. (Puddin' was written off to the side and in blue ink [all the other names were in black], indicating that I likely wrote it as an after thought.) If you have any idea what I was thinking when I wrote this, let me know because I certainly haven't the faintest. Current Mood: thunderstrck (Comment on this)
Saturday, December 10th, 2005
8:20 am	No Athens Hoy. Es Triste. I (with the help of my boss and a coworker) played a joke on the new guy at work today. Last night, I was working with this girl, and I told her I was going to stop by this morning to meet the new guy, even though I was not scheduled to work. I wore my bondage pants and my corset because I thought it would surprise him. The girl and I decided that I would walk in there and act like I was an employee but at the same time my boss and the girl would tell the new guy, "Hals," that I had been fired a long time ago. I walked into the store this morning and my boss pretended that I was a customer. The girl started laughing, but my boss and I "stayed in character." I walked behind the counter, and as I did so, my boss had a bewildered look on his face because it is unusual for customers to do that. Before anybody could stop me, I walked pass my boss and, with a smile on my face, told him I was checking the schedule. I stood in the back of the store for a bit and let my boss and the girl handle everything. They told Hals that I come in at the same time every Saturday to check the schedule, but I had been fired a month ago. The girl came back to me and started cracking up, so I knew I could go up front again. I approached my boss and said, with a hint of confusion, "So I'm not working this week?" My boss responded slowly by saying "no" matter of fact-ly. When I asked why, my boss told me I had been fired a month ago. At this point, Hals happened to be walking by my boss, so I pointed to him and said angrily "So you are just going to hire all these new people and fire the ones you already had?" My boss answered yes. Hals walked to the back where the other girl was. I later learned what the two of them said to each other. He asked her if I used to work at this time on Saturdays. She answered yes, and Hals was a tad uneasy. My boss and I had kept up the charade but were running out ideas about what to say. I whispered to him that I did not not think Hals cared. He agreed and told me to scream. I said I couldn't, and told him to scream. He said it was too early for him to do it, so we gave up and told Hals the truth. Well, that did not turn out the way I wanted it to. I swear it was funnier in person. I would ramble more, but I have to get ready to go see U2 in Cleveland. not that I even like U2... Current Mood: devious (Comment on this)
Saturday, November 26th, 2005
10:58 pm	Evacuating Athens County!? What is going on!? If you have heard anything, tell me! (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Friday, November 25th, 2005
12:00 am	I Am Pretty Snotty, Aren't I? Well, the second busiest week of work has ended, and we all survived. I was scheduled in at seven in the morning the day before Thanksgiving. It was after eight in the evening when I finally left because I did not want to miss anything. (I had sufficient breaks.) Luckily we only had one coupon lady and one S.O.S. character. S.O.S. Ten Grain came on Tuesday and for that reason did not cause a scene. For hours on Wednesday the store was completely packed, so an irate customer would have been a problem. We did have one complaint about cinnamon rolls, however. Hmmm...whose fault could that be? ahem Lobster!*cough I was satisfied with the system that we used on Wednesday. My station was at the cash register all day, and there was nowhere else that I would have rather been. Since our credit card machine is located on the other side of the store, somebody else usually took the card for me so that the cash register was never left unattended. Skippy was with me for the entire time that she worked. In addition to running credit cards, she bagged everything and took bread cards for me. All I had to worry about was taking the money and yelling "Cash Drop!" every so often. Skippy and I got a little wierd by the end. (Me more so than her because I had a Red Bull, an MDX, and a Hair of the Dog, but when her "boyfriend" stopped by, she was pretty giggly.) Lumbar was, hmmm, how should I put this?, "touchy" the entire time. Oh well, I never liked her anyway. It was not until that weird guy came that she began to lighten up; which leads one to wonder, could she perhaps have what is often referred to as a "crush" on this man? It is none of my business. Lobster also complained the entire time. Anybody who calls me Dipstick (or Dip Shit, I am not sure I heard correctly) in front of Boss Man can kiss my...and yes, DDM did come back to work, but not for very long. I would like to think that I did not contribute too much to the stress, but you all must remember: if somebody gives me a specific job to do and I am prohibited from doing that job simply because the boss's wife is elsewhere and the whole world stops spinning until she arrives at which point she does not contribute at all to the completion of said task I will become a bit tense because, as long as I know I can successfully complete the task on my own and have not been given any further assignments, I would like to be left to my own devices and not made to wait until seven o'clock the next morning to begin working on it, K? As for those of you that I mentioned: lighten up, will you? The world is not going to end because somebody made a mistake, especially when the results of which can be easily remedied, and stop using the holiday as an excuse for rude behavior. We are all in the same boat, and you ought to be grateful that you have a job. Oddly enough, Baker and Dough Boy were probably the only people who did not become overly sensitive this week. They have the most important jobs but hardly complained at all. Anyhow, I more fun on Wednesday than I have had in a long time, regardless of the fact that King John never graced us with his presence... Current Mood: tired (Comment on this)
Thursday, November 24th, 2005
12:45 am	I Had This Exact Conversation More Than A Hundred Times This Past Week... Me (S)-Hello! Can I get you a Slice? Customer (C)-Hi. I am looking for some rolls. S-Great. What kind would you like? C-What kinds do you have? S-Well, throughout the year we can make rolls out of any kind of bread, but since it is so close to Thanksgiving, we can only offer Butterflake, Farmhouse White, and Honey Wheat. C-What kind is the best? S-Butterflake. Most definitely. C-What do they taste like? S-They do have a buttery flavor and they contain potato flakes. They are less dense and lighter than the other two kinds. Would you like to taste one? C-Okay. S (handing over a roll)-There you are. These are definitely most popular right now. C-Mmmmm. I bet they are. How much are they? S-It is $2.65 for a dozen Butterflake and $2.50 for the Honey or White. C-I will have a dozen of the Butterfalke and a dozen white. S-Great. Your total is $5.15. C (hands over a twenty dollar bill) S-Out of twenty?... (Comment on this)
Wednesday, November 23rd, 2005
8:12 pm	I Cannot Wait For Christmas Week! Oh, wow. Today was the longest day EVER... (Comment on this)
Sunday, November 20th, 2005
11:04 pm	He approached her quietly from behind. She was not afraid, for though she sensed a presence, she had some how been overcome by a calming trance. It was as if she was aware of his intentions and at the same time was conscious of her inability to defeat him. His mind was focused, and he walked with a sense of purpose. He was not going to enjoy what he was about to do, but it was for the greater good, or so he had been told. Without saying a word, he gently brushed her arm and took her hand. It was cold, soft. He led her down a short flight of old, steep stairs and into a dark room; she followed silently and without hesitation. Once in the room, the stench of decay and mildew filled their nostrils. He gestured for her to sit in a large, wooden chair in a corner. She obeyed, her movements slow and labored like a zombie's. He turned his back toward her, knowing she would not try to escape. Crouching down he opened a black chest sitting on the floor below the only window, which had been boarded up long ago. Thinking about his orders, he began to sweat. How could he harm this beautiful creature resting only a few feet away from him? She could not have been older than twenty years, but in her short life she had managed to get her name on The List. What could she possibly have done, he wondered as he stared at the single shiny implement at the bottom of the chest. Miles away, in Allentown, Pennsylvania, the new capital of the United States, A-Tahg sat in disgust, marveling at the stupidity of the organisms in front of him, flittering away their dull and meek lives. They possessed one trait that he envied: an average life span of over seventy years. Though he was the leader of an entire race, and in his final years of life, he was less than two decades old. His plan was simple: dominate the pathetic Earthlings and isolate the specific gene that kept them alive for so long. The first part did not take long; he accomplished it in only a few days with the help of his minions. On the other hand, the second phase of his scheme had proven to be more difficult. He had managed to implant an alien embryo into a number of human hosts, but neither the offspring nor the mothers lived long after childbirth. Each new mother he added to The List was younger and, in his mind, better suited for the tasks of giving birth to the first alien human hybrid. While A-Tahg’s power over the humans and the peoples of his own planet was immense, his physical strength was waning in his twilight years. It was for this reason that he relied on the service of his loyal underlings to bring his plan to life. At least he thought they were loyal. In the dark cellar miles away, the most trusted of A-Tahg’s henchmen had, for the first time in his life, decided to blatantly disobey direct orders. He did not view the humans as an inferior race, but rather as a civilization that had adapted to and conquered many hardships, both internal and natural, throughout their entire history. This opinion coupled with the captivating beauty of the young woman sitting across from him is what led him to make the most rash and uncharacteristic decision of his young life. He threw the syringe he had taken from the chest to the ground. In one fluent motion and with only brief hesitation to take one last glance at the woman whose looks were as sweet as a Siren’s song, he escaped. A-Tahg was as stunned as Julius Caesar when he was approached by the one whom he considered to be his most reliable follower. Neither man was alone, however. Many of A-Tahg’s men had been overwhelmed by their task of defeating the humans for, they all agreed, the wealth of knowledge of Earth and everything on it that the humans possessed seemed reason enough to form an alliance rather than a race of hybrids. A-Tahg, of course, was never without his security guards, and the battle that ensued was one for the ages… (Comment on this)
10:15 pm	White Thanksgiving!? Das ist nicht gut! Well, Thanksgiving is coming up, and we all know what the means. WORK I do not really mind, though. It just seems like everybody is going to be a little edgy. Honestly, I do not like Thanksgiving that much. Do not get me wrong. I think it an interesting story, the indians and the pilgrims, I mean, but I do not really like a lot of the traditional food. Big mitch from the farmer's market gave me a carton of yams, and I am looking forward to eating those. Other than that, I am not too excited. Typically, I only eat foods that have been prepared in a microwave. By the way, everybody please give me their Hot Pocket UPCs! I had a lovely "debate" with Skippy, a coworker (she does not know I call her that), today. It was nice to discuss all these controversial topics without have to worry about anybody getting angry at anybody else. She is a Republican, but we listened to each other's views without criticizing the other person. I think that made sense. It would be difficult to have the same discussion with anybody else there. DDM (another nick name that no one else has heard) got mad at me simply for saying I heard some believalbe rumors. Then we have Boss Man. I mean, can you really trust anybody who does not like AC/DC. They are only the greatest band ever. Kidding! Please do not fire me! If you have not figured it out yet, I really do not have much to say right now. I suppose I could tell you how thirsty and tired I am right now, but I doubt you would want to waste your time reading about that. Aaron Benner is on the radio right now. His next show is December 2, so everybody check it out because all the cool kids are doing it. So I was on the computer last night. My parents were watching the new Batman movie, but I was not paying any attention because I had already seen it. (The computer and television are in the same room.) I was using AIM and talking to Leishan, who lives in Washington, meaning I have not seen her in several months. That is sort of what happens when two people live in different states. Anyhow, my father kept turning up the television, but I thought nothing of it. Though it drives me nuts, the man might as well be deaf. Eventually he just stopped the movie. I turned around to see what was happening. It turns out I was typing too loudly. I was forced to abruptly end my conversation and go elsewhere. I mean, it is so unfortunate that we only have one DVD player. Wait. Isn't there another one in my parent's bedroom? Yes, I belive that is true. oh well I suppose it is too much for me to ask to be allowed to use the computer when it is convenient for me. (In case you are wondering, I had to wait until my father fell asleep to use the computer tonight.) Well, as much as I would like to continue babbling, I believe I am finished for now. Current Mood: thirsty (Comment on this)
Thursday, November 10th, 2005
10:15 pm	Everybody Loves Andy The good news: Newark brought in more than 950 dollars. (congratulations, Tom) You know what that means. People of Athens: Band together and make it worth the three hour round trip! Also, Tom was on the front page of the Newark paper. (Didn't that happen when the Pickerington store opened?) The bad news: I still have no duck. NO, I am not crazy because I want to burrow one. By the way, Christmas is coming up so if you happen to be near a pond and wish to supply my subject... "Let the rain come down," he muttered to himself. Nothing much mattered to him anymore. He figured that he would be the next to go. Strangely, he was the only one who was not afraid. He was unaffeted by the hysteria that had consumed Allentown. The death he was sure to face would be agonizing. Once infected with The Virus, the victim's body literally ate itself. The entire city had been quaritined over a decade ago. It that time, it had been forgotten by the world, or it had forgotten the world. He was different some how. He was old enough to remember the way life was before The Virus. But nobody remembered him. He was in the middle of a trial when the first case was reported. Intially, the infection spread so quickly that some considered in the apocalypse, or at least a new kind of Black Death. Eventually, the number of deaths each night dropped to a mere one or two, until it happened only once or twice every couple of months. Regardless, the fear lingered. Families that had baracaded themselves in their homes still refused to come out until the inevitably starved or ended their suffering it a quicker manner. P.S.-The best movie ever is Crash. No, it was not on The List but watch it anyway! (Comment on this)
Saturday, November 5th, 2005
11:58 pm	M D X wow. (Comment on this)
Sunday, October 30th, 2005
10:40 pm	Love is Like a Bomb! (DL) Def Leppard is easily one of the greatest bands I have ever seen in concert. (They performed at Nationwide Arena last Thursday.) Their eighteen song set was incredible. It included "Foolin'," "Photograph," and even the title track of their 1996 flop "Slang." They did not play Rock Rock (Till You Drop) or Stage Fright, but they did cover the David Essex classic "Rock On." Wow. The original is orgasm good (orgasmo bueno, if you will), but Def Leppard managed to make it better by changing the ending. "Pour Some Sugar on Me" was the last song of the night, and that was definitely one of the biggest crowd pleasers. The crowd, of course, consisted mostly of forty/fifty-somethings trying to recapture their youth. Tough luck. Not everyone can see more than seventy different bands before they turn seventeen years old (like me). By the way, Cheap Trick, one of the opening acts, did not suck either (though they neglected to play "Gonna Raise Hell"). As the observant reader may have noticed, I am grossly behind in my movie reviews. Here I am going to provide a condensed version of my famous opinions. A Home at the End of the World-best movie ever. Watch it. Chasing Liberty-sucks (way too cute). Monster in Law-same problem but marginally better with less plot. Caddyshack-not too bad. I have acquired a list of one hundred and one must see movies. If you wish to add to it, feel free, but I doubt I will get through the original list before the end of this decade. Aaron Benner in hosting Local Stuff right now. (Local Stuff, as you recall, is the radio program I was forced to harass disc jockeys about just over a month ago.) The show as a whole has become a hit or miss affair. Tom Cline (Leveled, Cringe, Noise Auction) is the new host, and the station (WBZX) was wise to hire him. They failed miserably, however when they chose to include new segments of the show like "Groupie Chat" and "Stripper of the Week." Too bad Mr. Hal Fish has his head too far up his ass to realize that strippers have nothing to do with music. oh well For those of you who are not already aware, Jones has released their own energy drink. The flavor is excellent and the affect is of average strength, so give it a try. Next energy drink of the week: MDX. Does anybody want to buy me a can so I can actually taste it? Beggar's Night is tomorrow. Have put together an outfit to look like Special Agent Dana Scully from the X-Files. I do not make as big a deal out of Halloween as some people, but I do take handing out candy seriously. Last year, one hundred and five people stopped at my house, but eighteen people passed it. I will admit that that can be attributed partially to the fact that Miles and I were dancing in my driveway for a little while, but still, that is unacceptable. My goal is for less than ten people to pass my house this year, but that will be difficult to achieve seeing as how I have to wear shoes with heals and will for that reason be unable to chase after the ungrateful few who decide to bypass my candy and me. of course I do not eat candy because it destroys one's teeth, but I cannot wait for tomorrow night. Current Mood: relaxed (Comment on this)
Tuesday, October 25th, 2005
9:25 pm	I Want You To Want Me I saw a ghost today, and it was in the form of guv. It has been years since it happened, but I found out today that I am still consumed. If you want to forget events from the past, you need also to forget the people involved in those events. Apparently, I was unable to do that. Everything is bringing back memories of what happened. I wish that I could either comminucate with guv or simply forget guv all together. Until today, I was doing just fine because I thought I had come to peace everything that happened. You cannot possibly understand he inner turmoil I faced when I saw guv and those memories flooded back to me. It was surreal because no communication, not even eye contact, happened between me and the ghost. The ghost, whom I am sure has forgotten me. Current Mood: crushed (Comment on this)
Monday, October 17th, 2005
9:48 pm	als 4given...srry (Comment on this)
Monday, October 3rd, 2005
7:30 pm	Tom-I Hope This Meets With Your Approval I regret to inform you, my loyal readers, that, for the first time in the history of this journal, I am forced to issue a retraction. As you may already know, in my entry posted at 10:30 pm on Saturday, September 24th, 2K5, I wrote the statement: "Slipknot said it first: People=Shit." I have since been informed that this is untrue. The MC5, as well as others (perhaps), made this observation long before Corey Taylor and the gang. I know you have come to rely on me to provide you with factual, relevant information concerning music and other topics (such as the best variety of Diet Coke). Please accept this apology and the assurance that I will make more of an effort to verify my sources in the future. P.S.-Is this satisfactory, Thomas? Current Mood: disappointed (Comment on this)
Sunday, October 2nd, 2005
10:45 pm	MDX coming soon... (Comment on this)
10:08 pm	barely 5 minutes into the new local stuff and it sucks already tom cline is hosting now the man is crazy has a bad reputation (a part of him is said to resemble two tic tacs and a gumball) but he was nice to me and he played purple rain but what is up witrh groupie chat and stripper of the week blitz-you guys suck LS-rip (Comment on this)