i would totally let some japanese hottie pay me 80 bucks to sleep with her, but NOOOOOoooo, some stupid pillow company has to beat me out.

last night i met up with my old roommate for some dinner. we had a few beers, some dinner, then she wanted to meet my dogs and see my house. so she came over, i showed her around the place, and she proceeded to spill beer all over everything. it was just like living with her again. only this time it was beer, and not wine…and the house was messier because she wasn’t around to make me clean up my stuff.

at work today i crushed my little pinky toe…right now it looks like a giant black olive is sort of growing out of the side of my foot.

i’m still trying to get my imaging plugins for MT working. so far i’ve got a bunch of crapola that just doesn’t work.

most of this afternoon will be spent in boring homage to my new washing machine. it is absoultely gargantuan, which means i should be able to wash all my clothes in 2 loads. hooray.

the drying however may take quite a bit longer.

so things in my head seem to be pretty much back to normal. sometimes you have an idea in your head. you know the idea won’t really ever come to fruition, and the fact that you don’t act towards it keeps you in control. then something comes along and demonstrates to you the complete and utter impossibility of things coming to pass. since things were now OUT of my control, i kind of lost it. it took me a little while to come to terms with it, but now things have settled in my mind and i realize that my reaction was really stupid, and even more frustrating was that i knew i shouldn’t have been upset about the whole thing…which led into a just ever growing feedback loop of frustration and angst. i’ve made some apologies for my behavior and i feel like things are back to a really good place.

tomorrow i’ll be venturing to the beer fest with joshua, corey and rachael. we’ll probably at some point meet up with some of the loafers as well. it should be a really fun time…much love to james at city for hooking me up with the extra ticket.

joshua has spent the good part of this week in NYC, shooting some pictures for a band. i talked with him this afternoon and he seemed like he had a really great time. hopefully he’ll post up a report once he’s back.

today has not been the best of days for me. i started the day in a pretty foul mood and it doesn’t look like things are planning on getting better anytime soon.

and my foot really hurts from kicking myself so much.

on a slightly happier note, there’s a good chance that soon city beverage will be hosting a pub quiz on wednesday nights, hosted by yours truly.

in other news, this weekend is the beer festival, which tends to be a good time…maybe that will help snap the funk.

why is it that people look at me and think i’m so fucking confident, but when it comes to shit that actually fucking matters to me i sit in a fucking corner like a piece of shit….motionless and fuming in my own stank!?!!?

i get a lot of email on a daily basis. some (ok….a LOT) of it is people telling me about crazy things they saw on the news or whatever. every now and again, though, i get some crazy real life shit. take this email that i got today:

There is a man walking by my office who is wearing a
white trashbag like a skirt. I think his life took an
unforeseen turn at some point.

how crazy is that? i mean, to be at work and look out your office window and see some dude in a trash bag skirt? i’d be just a little freaked out. and never mind about giving any kind of guess as to their current mental status. normal people just don’t do that kind of shit.

I raise my drink, for it’s reliability and simplicity:liquid weapon

y’arrrrh. today be international talk like a pirate day. i’ll keel haul the lot of ya!