hmmm, I guess you all want an update on the shittrainwreck that is my life. Let’s start off with the basics: Girls: No. Money: No. Car?: No. Did I mention Girls? Yes, you dummy. Oh. What about money? Yes, again, you smacktard. Please append your own assorted versions of me bitching about all of the above. You can do it just as well as I can. Well, maybe not, but I don’t want to because it’s 10pm and I just want to type this and be finished. I got a haircut on Monday for a meeting up at Colorado Technical University. This was not just a haircut. This was the be-all, end-all of haircuts. I went to Herb’s Barber Shop, which is across the street north of HPI and got a haircut. It was $12, including tip. Herb cut my hair, and he is 76 years old. No, not shaky, doddering 76 years old. More of a 76 years young. We chatted while he cut hair, and he’s damn good at it. To top it off, he shaved my neck and sideburns. No, he didn’t just cut them, he *shaved* them — with a [L=http://images.google.com/images?q=straight+razor]straight razor[/L]. I have never shaved with one of those, much less been shaved with one by an older gentleman. It was quite the experience, and I definitely want to go back. While I was at Colorado Tech I ran into a bunch of people I know, including Aaron from the Perk, Tom from [L=http://www.spartanmortgagegroup.com]Spartan Mortgage[/L], and of all people, Bryce Case of [L=http://www.ytcracker.com]ytcracker[/L] fame. Unfortunately neither of us had time to chat, but it was nice running into him again. I think everybody goes there for some reason. Other people updates: Mike Lee came back from an 11-day stint in Costa Rica, props. Tore is coming into town for spring break & DLX. Paulie will be back on March 18th (!!!), also going to DLX? Mannie will be back visiting on the 19th, again for DLX. I saw Emily driving her green bug today. Jordan Weil is also coming back into town, but not for DLX. Remember how in January that I [L=http://rand0m.org/viewcomments.php?NewsID=419]mentioned our washer broke[/L] in December? Yep, still broke, still not replaced. Yay for doing laundry at scary laundromats. I don’t know what to say about this. Keen is not doing well. I mean, he might be, but honestly I don’t know, as I never see him. However, he did stay up and drink a whole bottle of wine single handedly, and has not been sleeping (as hit or miss as this is). These are definite signs of something being wrong. No idea what to say, even less energy to handle it. Perk up Keen, life doesn’t suck that much. I put up a 7-and-change mile wireless shot today w/ Sam for HPI. We used Trango gear, and it’s wicked good stuff. We tested it and are getting right under 10mbps across it … unbelievable. We are supposed to be doing another shot tomorrow, but I need to find time to configure the radios (before 9am). The store is getting along. We’re not making any money, but we’re not closing. We are walking the line most dangerous to small businesses, and we need to step to one side or the other. I am just so tired all the time, it’s really hard to muster the energy to do small things, like send out emails or update the webpage. I think it’s because I am horrendously out of shape, have a terrible diet and don’t sleep well. Hmm. I went out with Amanda to get some beer last night. Ordered a pitcher & Tony’s and between the two of us, drank three glasses. Then left. Leaving > 1/2 pitcher. Utter sacrilige. I hope that doesn’t say something about me. *sigh*
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My my my we’re jaded
A real conversation that just occurred while watching a Discovery special on Eathquakes, the 1994 quake in Kobe, Japan in particular: Person 1: “Man, god must hate slopeheads.” Person 2: “These are Japanese, not slopeheads.” Person 1: “Oh. What are slopeheads” Person 2: “I think they’re Koreans.” Person 2: “Hey, Person 3, slopeheads are koreans, right?” Person 3: “I thought those were gooks?” Person 2: “No, those are vietnamese” Person 3: “Oh right” Person 1: “So what are Japenese?” Person 3: “Nips!” Person 1: “Right. So god must hate nips.” It was humorous. Laugh. Although I’m sure none of you will. Ha! I laugh at you in lieu of you laughing at the above!
Laundry, Flat Tire, Outing, Tax Dilemma
Okay, so I went to the Laundromat again on Sunday night. Not my normal laundromat, which is down the street, but over on the westside as it was late sunday night and I needed a 24 hour one. This trip wasn’t as crazy as it normally is. Well, actually, it was more “crazy” but less exciting. I got there right around 10:40pm and immediately noticed that their washers are newer than my normal laundromat’s, but it costs the same. I think. Honestly, I don’t even notice, I just keep plugging in the quarters until I think it’s ready to go. Regardless, at right around 11pm, ~10 minutes into my wash cycle, three people come in with a truckload of laundry. And by truckload, I mean [i]a truckload[/i], the back of a datsun pickup filled with laundry, covered with a tarp. Not the highest class gang I’ve ever met. Among them was a guy who was crazy as a loon who kept on going on about how “his people”, referring to his own indian heritage?, called the Sioux indians “Prairie Niggers”. He found this quite amusing, and regalled us with the same tale 8-9 times in an hour. Fascinating. The other people, however, were quite normal and were pleasurable company. The time came, and I left with all my laundry – a slow laundry run, coming in at 1h 39m. I woke up and got ready to go to work on Sunday morning and came out to a flat tire on the front-left of my truck. I was unhappy, and walked the requisite 2 blocks to work. Later that evening, James helped me put my spare on so I could go do laundry and such. I got the flat tire fixed for $8, from their normal $16, over at Tire King, just west of Academy on Galley. Good group of guys over there, very fast service, and said they’d cut a deal on my next set of tires. Cool beans. I’ll need to put the real tire back on in place of the spare sometime this week. I went out with [L=http://pinklaura.blogspot.com]Laura[/L] on Saturday night, as she was in town and (I presume) had nothing better to do. We went over to Phantom Canyon and got to enjoy a total solace downstairs – didn’t see any other customers while we were there. I had a good time, especially because Laura is much more fluent and literate than I when it comes to conversing about variably complex topics, ranging from beer to politics to affirmative action. It was nice to have a sit down with her. She isn’t as loony 1-on-1 as she is in a group, and I found myself agreeing with her liberal views on several topics. It really was a breath of fresh air – thanks Laura :-). I have a tax quandry. I made some bucks (untaxed) on some contract work and have to pay the taxes on it real soon now. Depending on how I file that income with the IRS, it will cost me either $820 or $418, alongside a $386 refund ($434 or $32, out of pocket). This is quite the ethical dilemma, and is running the risk of an audit? What the hell is there to audit, here’s my W2 & my 1099, what do I owe now? The difference? I am thinking that it is worth it to intentionally misfile, save the $400 right now then run the slight risk of getting flagged and asked to refile. Oh, the $402 tax difference is FICA/Medicaid/Social Security. Isn’t it great that over 35% of my income goes to Federal taxes? And that I can get 50% of that money back by *not* paying for F/M/SS, which are things I will never use in my lifetime? Incredible. I talked to Sammi the other day, and she, despite being hundreds of miles away, is still incredible. Even three or four sentences from her, over a terribly impersonal medium like the intarweb, totally makes my day. Also amazing. [b]Update[/b]: I totally forgot to mention that there is now a Photos link up at the top that goes to the galleries I’ve collected. Also, the rand0m.org database has been cleaned up considerably, so the site should feel a lot faster.
Totally worthless buddy list post
Here is the buddy list changes I made today. Please note that if you’re listed here, you’re either doing a good job and have moved up in BuddyListValue, or you suck ass and have lost points. [b]New[/b] New Group “EGC” Made [b]Migrations:[/b] DiscoNova has been upgraded into the “Team Weberstreet” group Wonderfish19 has been downgraded to the “misc peepz” group insaneblackdog has left “Team Weberstreet” and is in “Misc Peepz” anubis452 has been moved from “Peepz” to “Misc Peepz” fallabella3 has moved from “Peepz” to “Misc Peepz” flair4fire has moved from “Peepz” to “Misc Peepz” xxxjoeyinsanexxx has moved from “Peepz” to “EGC” ufogmng has moved from “Peepz” to “EGC” SilentKid1783 has moved from “Misc Peepz” to “EGC” Ross86 has moved from “Misc Peepz” to “EGC” GZDoka has moved from “Peepz” to “Misc Peepz” [b]removals:[/b] prezlis (misc peepz) thefascistrag (peepz) aberjoiner99 (weberstreet) clubbel (weberstreet) megfoot (peepz) digtalabys (misc peepz) plasticchips (misc peepz) psych028 (misc peepz) nobody (misc peepz) dcartman22 (misc peepz) akamc17 (misc peepz) JeanUST (misc peepz) kurty757 (misc peepz) linecipha (misc peepz) traveler422 (misc peepz) jerang111 (misc peepz) MstrPrgmmr (misc peepz) SACool073 (misc peepz) Vanyel1027 (misc peepz)
Partay Notice
423 N. Weber – 719-201-1104 for details
The Party Spread
Other than that, I really don’t have anything. Cheers!
Little sump’n sump’n before I leave work
Ok, so I was off from HPI yesterday in observance of MLKJr day, so I got up at like 10am and went and bought a laundry basket. From Wal-Mart. This was a mistake, as Wal-Mart brand anything is of horribly low quality. This laundry basket does not have even 1/2 the strength of my existing laundry basket. But it was 4.53, and the dollar rules all, so I bought it anyway. It works okay. I need two baskets because of the unbelievable volume of dirty clothing I have amassed in 14 days. I bought the laundry basket so I could go to the Laund-Ro-Mat and do all my Laun-Dry. Well, I got there at like 12:59. Unloaded all my clothes, got everything ready to go, looked at my watch, 1:10pm. Start up the laundry (4 washers!), sit down, read my book. 5 minutes goes by and all of a sudden, 8 people show up to do their laundry. So they’re doing their thing, and then WHAMO 4 bums walk in to do their laundry. Dallas was among them. Remember Dallas? Wanted Mike’s g/f, Annie? Yea. So I’m sitting there, doing my laundry, trying to save my nose from their odiferousness. Eventually my 4 loads finished, and the people at the Laund-Ro-Mat were like wolverines on a fallen antelope carcass, if they have those down under, fighting scratching cursing to get to the washer. I then proceeded to take up 4 dryers. You may not know this, but at the average Laund-Ro-Mat there are approximately 2 washers to every dryer. In this case, 18 washers, 9 dryers. So the fact that I took up 4 washers was not a huge deal, despite the volume of people. However, I smiled in glee as I single-handedly took up nearly 50% of the dryers. You should have seen their faces as I loaded my stuff. Hahaha. Among one of them was this tall thing girl who had been rather good company so far. Everyone else was either a bum, who stayed away from me as I am a formidable twenty something yuppy who doesn’t like homelessness, or they were people who were unwilling to chat to pass the time. So I put in all my dryer stuff, and when I was done, I happily gave up my dryers to the nice young good-company girl. People were staring, mouths agape at this breach of first-come-first-servce. I, however, did not care. I hung around a bit, talked to the girl and at approximately 2:32, left. Notice that it is one hour and twenty two minutes this time, including chatting time. This is because I have refined my laundry-loading-unloading-drying skills and schedule. Jack is gone from HPI. This makes me sad, as the workload is heavier. Despite that, I feel a little better because (with regard to the network)I can basically do whatever I want, when I want. Despite *that*, it sucks to not have someone to bounce things off of. James has moved in. He’s a good roommate because he is clean. He likes to talk about his penis a lot, and tends to point at it very often and then quip “were you looking at my crotch!?” He also enjoys playing computer games, which is OK in my book. Did I mention that he’s clean? He has bad parts, though. One being his penis-loving, the other being his incessant nipple-grapping. I think that the second one is taken care of though, as I told him he’d “get a five-knuckle sandwhich if he did it again”. I no longer fear nipple-pain when near him. It is nice having a roommate who is normal. You hear that girls? All the ladies in the world? We no longer have a nutcase in the house. Sure we have a guy who may leer, a guy who may drool and a guy who may run away and hide, BUT IT IS SAFE NOW. GIRLS, PLEASE COME OVER. AGAIN, WE ARE NOT SCARY, NO TONY, IT IS NOW SAFE, COME OVER. I have nothing else to add, except this cool flash came from Craig – I got a 323.4, give it a whirl: [L=http://1337-face.dk/pingvin.htm]http://1337-face.dk/pingvin.htm[/L]
more worthless blah blah blah
Ok, so 1:47am on a Thursday. WTF am I doing awake, you might be asking … hmm … actually, probably not. Regardless, I went and had a beer, then put my hax on James’ computer, and it didn’t work. POS Wal-Mart USB wireless adapter. So my brother came here and posted. That’s neat and super and all, but man, maybe I just don’t like family and whatnot, but family / personal issues should not be aired in public (unless it’s your personal website and you’re ranting about one particular thing). With that being said, Matt, please email me at rand0m@rand0m.org. Thnx. Okay, so there’s this theoretical situation. Say you sorta-hookup with a medium level friend, but then fear the inevitable “cling-on” effect, where they attempt to attach their lives to yours by adding too much … erm … feeling to the whole situation? WTF is a guy supposed to do!? Fucking hormones, always fucking everything up. I am glad that I do not have a strong case of the “Can’tkeepitinmypants” syndrome. I have also decided, thanks in part to Laura, to never have a solid, long term belief, as it will not only be challenged, but assaulted over and over. Honestly, it’s a lot easier to just be “open minded” and go with whatever is popular at the time, be it women’s rights, liberal social policy or what have you. WTFOMGBBQ, why is Randal spouting such heinous ideas you are obviously not asking. Well, I’ll tell you anyways: it’s because I don’t have the patience to debate that shit anymore. I might as well give in and go with the flow instead of building up animosity / aggression / irritation. Sure, it’s at the expense of personal opinion and such, but it sure makes political/religious/philosophical discussions easier. Day job is good. Jack is out on contract for several months, leaving me to handle the entire shebang on my own. I might ask for a raise. Dunno. The store is doing better after the Christmas break slump, but it’s not banking. We will probably need to do a good financial evaluation to see if this thing is ever going to work, or if we’re wasting our time. It’s nice owning a business; it’s would not be nice to own a drowning business. I think I saw Anna Pruitt at Pikes Perk. Of course she didn’t give me the time of today (what else would I expect? acknowledgement? HA!). It was definitely her, if she put on 30lbs since the last time I saw her. Jordan or somebody else, feel free to chime in. I did not spend time with Janelle while she was here. Shit. I actually wanted to, but it didn’t happen. She came over to the store and hung out with Tore, but I didn’t really talk to her. See previous posts RE: east-coast/european snobbery yada yada. I should have really made the effort. FUck me. With that, all I have to ask is … what if the hokey pokey really *is* what it’s all about?
Xmas, NYE, Kelly/James, Clothes, Sammi
Okay, so this is the Inaugral post of 2004, so it’s going to be a doozy. Ha! Had you thinking that it would be worthwhile there for a second, didn’t I? Ahh, yes, now proceed onto the comments like a good reader. So … I totally missed XMas in the last post. I got a lot of clothes from my sister, and some really nice pillows from the folks, as well as some more hand-made socks from my Oma. mmm, socks. I also got some of the candy orange slice thingies that I like so much. Yay for traditions! So, New Years Eve. We had a [L=http://cos.everlan.com]lockin at the store[/L] which was superfull, and a ton of fun. We had a BringYerOwnComputer this time, which went really well. After that I sped like hell over to James’ place, where I walked in just in time for the countdown. Grabbed some champaigne, counted down, drank it, and then proceeded onto a Long-island Iced Tea and got LIT (get it? LOL) … then the best goddamn martini ever – sour apple. It was scrumptious. I fell in love with Kelly, which I’ll get to in a second, got drunk, then slept it off until 4am, when I went back to the store and worked till about 9:30. Then blessed sleep. Kelly. I met her at James’ NYE party, and she is apparently a friend of Emily’s. This is an issue, as Emily loathes me. (defaming statements about her here) She also necked with James, which he was very proud to point out, despite his total devotion to Emily. Which is an Issue. James is MovingIn RealSoonNow, and with him, he is bringing his passion for Emily, and with that, Emily herself. I do not know how that will go. All I know is that my chances with this Kelly are doomed, as Emily will undoubtedly put in a less-than-positive word for me. She didn’t even say “Hi” at the party. Sheesh, some people. However, Kelly did say Hi, and that was nice. As she is smart and hot. Oh, James is moving in. Cya Tony. Cheap Bastard. Keen is keeping this fucking reduckalous picture journal of his life at [L=http://keener2u.textamerica.com]keener2u.textamerica.com[/L]. It’s hawt. I am thinking I’ll get a camera phone and do the same, as it is freakin awesome. I went to the Laund-Ro-Mat today to do some laundry, as our washer is still broken. Did I mention that earlier? (I can’t find it in the archives – it’s a good story, involving me giving a girl a ride home at 3am). But yes, it is broken. So yes, the laundromat. The laundromat is a very interesting place, especially at night. This was during the day though, and it took exactly one hour and 24 minutes to wash and dry three large loads of laundry for less than $5. This is the way to do laundry. I also read a lot in my book, which was good. I had lunch with SuperSammi on Friday, and it was everything I thought it would be. She is so mind-alteringly amazing. The food at the Ritz was good, as was my martini (sour apple, of course!), but the conversation was stunning. She’s really great. *hugs to sammi* [b]Update[/b] – I totally forgot to mention that Keen left for a while, but came back, then left again. In the meantime, I got to drive his car, which is nice. I think I’ll buy a car sometime. Whilst shuttling Keen to and from DIA, I met up with Craig and his g/f Rachael, had some Chipotle (best burritos, evar!). On the second trip, we all went to Old C’s and had a good time. Additionally, I watched James’ ferret over the holidays, and oddly, the ferret is not so bad. w0ot for friends!
Ehhhh is my new word, and updates
So lots of things have happened as of late, only a couple of which are even mildly interesting. I’d like to say first off that Jordan Weil rocks my socks. He’s the best, particularly because he’s really smart and is really down to earth. It sucks that he’s in Chicago, but he’s really going places and I think he’ll do great things. Tore is back in town. I missed him. He’s great. I also *just* found out that he has hacked off a foot of his hair (Kids With Cancer donation). It’s nice having him back in town as well, because smart people are not a dime a dozen – Not even a dime for one, more like ten bucks! I really enjoy Tore’s company, but alas, like every other person on the planet he is usually far away. What can you do, you know? Janelle came to the store the other night. She looks european. I guess it fits her. It was nice to see her again, as she is also smart. She seems a little more … mmm … arrogant? I don’t know how to describe it, but she just seems not as nice. Oh well, it was good to see her. I ran into Lilly, Amy Rice-Jones, Strecker, Anna Pruitt and Adrienne Tuck at Tony’s while I was drowning my sorrow. Adrienne is still a huge bitch but Lilly is nice as pie. Ahhh, Lilly. Right up there with Sammi :-D. [L=http://nick.aesirdynasty.com]Nick[/L] linked me in one of his posts, with a blurb. Makes sense, I guess. I must say that I am glad that, although I do have my own set of them, his girl issues far outweigh mine. And honestly, that is really good for me to hear from myself, because that means I’m not involved with all the bullshit that it definitely entails. However, I am not getting laid. I am unsure if he is either, though. It’s not a competition. Or is it? Regardless, girls are nice to have around, but I don’t think I *need* one like he does. Interesting. [b]Update[/b] – I’m really thinking about putting together a quick PHS registry so that it’s easy to find people’s contact info … thinking it’ll be handy come reunion time in … 6 1/2 years. Opinions?
Jordan, Drinking, Crazy
Okay, so Jordan WEil is herein town and we diecided that we’d poick up hio and go out and do somet drinking. So I went over to his opalce where ‘s staying, “His uncle’s fplace!” and picked him up in my POS. Then we went over ot eht store and met up with Laura (Pinky), Amanday, Keen, NIck and .. me. So then we were there for a awihle and then we went over to tony’s bu i was totally full, so we left and decided tovo ogver to PHantom Canyon, wihic si the best bar in colorado springs. So we went over there and bought a piture of Hefe and of Demo Cream Beer. SO we drank that, then bought a couple more pitures of beer, mostly hefe. Actually aslll of htem were hefe. And so then JOrdan’s chicken was raw. which was bad. SO WE got tome Bar Chpis for FRE! It was great. And then we kept drinkng. And then it was time to leave, and Keen picked up the tab for all the fodo thre. And then we left! SO thwen we ent over to JACK WUINE’s! And it was awesome and all …. irish. We lined up a shitlaod of Irish Carbombs (Depth Charges in Ireland, due to IRA STUFf) and we all slammed them down. SO wthen we left and waent outisde to start walking hiome. So we’re stanidg there, burning a couple cigs and all of a dusden this HUGE BRAL breaks out. THese gfive dudes totally jumped on this one guy and fucked him hp. LIKE WOW> AN dthen they beat todwn his girlfriend!:? WTF :MATE! That was gottlaly whack. Keen bummed this guy a cigarret and was like “just sit aback and wathc the entertain ment”. SO tehen we walked home with a ta stop at the store tlet NICk use the bathroom! And tehen we went home, adne verybody is pretty drunk. GOOD sitmeS! YAY JOrdan! [b]Update @ 2:56p[/b] – I’m sober now, which helps greatly when typing and trying to not sound incoherent. I thought I’d take some time and tell everybody that Jordan Weil is the shit. Not only is good natured and generally very pleasant to be around, he is also wicked smart. It felt great to be around a lot of smart people last night. Oh, and he has just enough “I’m fucking with you” to keep everything fun. Honestly, I’m pretty surprised by all this because in HS he was (smart, yes) but didn’t seem to … friendly. A little more caustic, like there was a chip on his shoulder with a touch of arrogance. But now? Nothing like that at all. Just a great guy. Too bad he lives in Chicago or I’d have to recruit him into the social circle ๐