a new low in bee logging

you know that far away kinda car/motorcycle sound...
it makes me sad for some reason
i just heard it now

but it's strangely pleasant too

groundbreaking research

yo, so i was checking up on people's myspaces again cause that's what i do, and i've pretty much come to the conclusion that the more elaborate the profile, the lamer the person is in real life. i declare it to be the first fundamental theorem of idiots on the internet. also, the number of bands, movies, interests, etc. that are listed is proportional to how pretentious and truly uncool the person is. this goes for any and all of those stupid websites requiring people to create profiles, take some fucking deep artsy mirror pictures, and "network"*. i feel a mass killing coming on...

*except for this one. yeah, pretty much everything i touch is acceptable.

i got wurms

the scene: after work yesterday, on an escalator
i'm minding my own business and stuff when i look down and notice like, the HUGEST MOTHERFUCKING PUDDLE OF BLOOD EVER! with smaller drops of blood scattered around in the vicinity. there were paramedics and a caution: wet floor sign (lol). i hadn't eaten for hours at that point, and naturally the sight of all that blood only made me hungrier. so instead of investigating the scene i rushed home. when i finally did get home, i didn't even eat (katy distracted me). it's many hours later now and i'm still tortured wondering what happened...

this picture > 1000 words

for katy.

the republican vampire

-have you ever seen the show "my super sweet sixteen"? i'm just asking. don't expect me to write anything meaningful about it, because it's too easy. all i'm saying is for my "sweet" sixteen i ate dinner alone in my room. or was that my sweet 18?
-is it just me or do people who know a ton about computers and stuff kind of scare you? i worry that there's a whole bunch of technology that i don't know about, like being able to watch people through computer screens and stuff and it gives me the heebie jeebies.
-i missed the hottest night in the history of this bumfuck town on friday. i'll never forgive myself.
-what do hockey and soccer have in common? they both fucking suck, that's what. why do people care about sports? i don't get it. i hate people who like sports. i hate people who like people who like sports. yup.
-all the soccer nonsense made me think about the old country, my homeland and all that shit. i ate the biggest peice of kim chi in the world today. all the other countries have contributed cool things to the world. scandinavia has all the hotties PLUS ABBA, germany gave us pretty much everything cool and good that has ever existed, same thing and also the best candy that has ever seen the face of the earth for japan, a ton of good food comes from italy, china makes great movies, finland gave me my kevin, etc. really i could go on forever. korea? bowl noodles.

oh wait, we probably ripped that one off japan.

i had the best breakfast ever today

yesterday after work, between babysitting my 21 year old sister while my parents are out of town (i'm only half joking), i went to get some pictures developed. so of course i had to find a way to waste a perfectly good hour. i spent some of the time in one of those euro trashy disposable clothing stores, where the fire alarm went off. an especially classy couple standing near me thought it was part of the music. the thought of burning to death there of all places briefly entered my mind. when a man finally came on the PA to make it clear that yes, it was a fire alarm and everyone had to get out, the idiots continued to shop like nothing out of the ordinary was happening. when i left though, there were still a ton of people walking around so i picked up my photos and then went home. 'cause i'm motherfucking efficient like that, even in life threatening situations in suburban malls.

i had a disturbing dream about a certain person who likes/d nickelback. ask me about it later.