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| Feather's On My Breath Monday 11.26.01 12:46AM by Aaron |
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| I was thoroughly unimpressed with the DFW LAN, possibly because I only got to stay til around 6:30 (littler over 4 hours of playing time), but definitely because several cockgobbling ubergeeks broke out the OGC cheats. Absolutely unbelievable. I go to the trouble of dragging my shit to Dallas to get away from all the cheaters online only to run into them at a fucking LAN party. It's also worth mentioning that these guys are no normal nerds. They are nerds. Your first reaction is of course, "look who's talking," to which I first say "Ouch," and secondly at least we (meaning the original gankstas of lanning) are at least funny and can exist in social situations not involving anime or id products. These brothas were lame. One of em did have a killer mullet though and seeing it struck me as quite an anomaly given the setting. I didn't bother to play Quake3 or GTA2 and whatever else they played because I only really had time for CS. Christmas is going to be one long motherfuckin holiday. Thanksgiving was long enough, or maybe it just seemed longer because so many bloody people were at our house. It was nice seeing everybody but we had like 25 people over including my cousin's boyfriends family from Montana!! That was over the top in my opinion. I didn't get to yoink any pumpkin pie from the house either. I got to hang out with people I never get to see though, which is always nice. I hadn't seen Ben Lou the Rock Casey Jeff etc in months. Hadn't talked to Karen in as long. I've been on a Massive Attack binge for the last several days and there's no end in sight. Dark but uplifting, moody, intelligent, creative... Strangely enough I was on a Pixies and CKY binge not too long ago which stands in stark contrast to M to the Izza. Last week I was asked to work at 1pm on Sunday so I had to come back to Austin Saturday. I help April unload her shit at her dorm, I come home and get high and turn on the blacklight and listen to Massive Attack and stay up substantially later than I had intended, but it's ok cos I didn't have to work til 1 right? Fuck. I'm happily asleep at a little after 10 (got to sleep at 4:30ish) when the on duty manager calls and says I was supposed to be in at 9:30. Bullshit. I tell him I'm not supposed to be in yet so he says he'll call me back. I'm asleep again when he calls and asks me to come in anyway, that fucker. Work sucked before I even got out of bed today. That same bastard manager made me work far later than I should have. The normal day shift is 1-6 but i worked 10-6. And yet I'm still up.... because if I were to try to sleep I'd never make it because my roommate's got the AvP2 demo going at 110 decibels. Tomorrow I get to see whether this semester can become an even bigger waste than it has been already. If my grade tomorrow isn't decent then the only positive things of Fall 2001 will be having discovered Ultimate and gotten a social science out of the way. That is awwwwful. On another note I'll be seeing Weezer and the D tomorrow which will grant me a new opportunity to put off reviewing another concert. Ok what have I put off so far? Toadies, Travis, U2/No Doubt, Government Mule.... anything else? I'll get to it over Christmas if anything just for a lack of anything better to do. Book your tickets to Pasadena, people. Ready for a burst of school spirit? ::ahem:: Hook-em Hor-.... I can't do it. We beat A&M so I don't wanna hear a goddamn PEEP out of my Aggie friends for at least 4-6 months. No "saw em off"'s or "tsip"'s (as if anybody really knows what that means). We're gonna 0wnz0r CU in the Big 12 Championship, too. It happened again recently. I'm sitting around thinking how things are vastly better than they were last year (or ever for that matter, nostalgia's effect on the acuity of perception notwithstanding) and I get the feeling I need a girlfriend.... Yeah, good plan. Complicate the mcfuck out of your now stable and enjoyable life, Aaron. That logic is easy to spit out when I'm not confronted with a girl I want to go out with... Babble babble babble. I better sleep if I'm to have any chance of making my early class. |
| Bong Water is Rank Tuesday 11.20.01 12:41AM by Aaron |
| Thanks to a clumsy-dumbass-when-drunk roommate, I know firsthand how bad bongwater smells. I'll be washing my pants in a moment. This weekend was killer. Any weekend that starts on a Thursday is bound to be killer. We played urban disc golf and a few of us got tipsy. We got in the fountain again, but only briefly and out of necessity (to retrieve Twot's disc). After hitting Kerbey (and vowing never to return to that one) we got to sleep at about 5. Friday was the pre-Celebracion party for the Haters. This involved weed and alcohol and eventually Ken's Donuts. Celebracion is a very informal ultimate tourney which we hosted this year. They use any excuse to give people tequila shots and I know I smelled weed several times. The Sex & Tequila team beat us even though they were baked. The mud was fun but it was a pain in the ass too because I missed at least 2 d's in one game because I fucking slid. Laying out was smooth as hell cos you slide like 20 feet. There was a massive afterparty at somebody's bigass house off Ben White and I remember some moron from Florida pissing in the washing machine. Somehow everybody thinks I'm the drug source for the Ultimate team. I walked into JT's the other day and reached into my pocket and drew out a pack of Shock Tarts and noticed I had everyone's complete attention because they thought I was pulling out a big bag of weed. Quite a reputation... maybe that's why I made the team. Somehow most people made it back to the fields Sunday for the rest of the tournament, with the exception of much of the Hater team. Where the fuck were all the Haters? Our fucking captain was gone! Price, you owe us all a round of beers for your absense. I worked Sunday and made out like a bandit thanks to tips. And ayyyy I got a full Plucker's meal for $2. I'm baffled by my Calculus grades. I go to class, I do the homework, I feel good about my tests; then I get my tests back and they're bare minimum 20 points lower than what I'd expected. I'm not an idiot. I know this stuff. Baffling. If this test I'm taking Wednesday isn't up to snuff I'll be forced to drop the motherfucker and retake it next semester. Goddamnit you, Mr. Calculus. Goddamnit I wanna stay in town til next Sunday but I also want to work Sunday... I want to go to the DFWLAN but that might not happen, or might only partially happen. My predilection towards procrastination has really screwed me up lately. Still haven't picked up Radiohead's new LP. Still haven't taken FAFSA stuff to the bank. Still haven't picked a topic for my research paper. Lie to me and say it gets better with age. Apparently I'm the only one who checks the weather before going to class. This morning the classic t-shirt & shorts combo provided sufficient warmth until just before noon when I was the only person within 4 blocks wearing a much needed sweatshirt. You'd think college peeps would be more wary of the elements. Speaking of cold weather I'm crossing my fingers hoping to be able to afford the ultimate ski trip. I've been away from Copper Mountain too long, and it's time for my triumphant return. It's also time for those bastards at Bungie to get their asses working on porting Halo to PC. If I had $400 right now I'd buy an X-Box, an extra controller, and Halo. A few days before it came out, several of us played Co-op til the wee hours of the morning, giggling with delight all the while. That game isn't just an orgasm, it's tantric. It's a constant, indefinite splooge. I think that's worth at least $400, eh? Taco Cabana rox my sax0r. GodDAMNIT I missed Nickelback again. For the record, I was into them about a year and a half before you all decided How You Remind Me was brilliant. You know that guy who was into the band way before it was popular? He's pretty annoying isn't he? I'm him in this case. I even predicted they would get big. I'm listening to STP's latest album and it's pretty fly. I expected it to be bad, if not worse than No. 4 (which was uninspired shite overall). It's really Led Zeppeliny, which is right up my alley. I remember Scott Weiland saying something to the effect of using Zeppelin as the bible for their band, and he wasn't lying. All hail those gluttonous Pilgrims and their unsuspecting Indian pals for inventing Thanksgiving. Food and apparently a shitload of relatives. My mom says we're having like 25 people over, including my cousin's boyfriend's family. Wha?? Anyway I'm bringing home some special treats. I mentioned my idea of getting high before the big feast and everybody went crazy at the thought.... All that food. It'd be pretty weird to be blazed in front of all those relatives but think of how much you could eat. I haven't posted any new editorials or anything else for that matter all semester seems like. Come Christmas I'm sure I'll be bored as the dickens and Hachie will bring out many a rant in me. I could rant right now about how 90% of the girls I develop an interest in dating have boyfriends. The remaining 10% will slip away somehow, like when the forces of fate don't afford me a single opportunity to exchange phone numbers. But I'm not up for a rant right now. I could also go off about how if you can afford to order out, you can afford to tip. Cheap cockgobblers. Radiohead - The Amazing Sounds of Orgy U2 - Elevation Nickelback - Too Bad Kings of Convenience - I Don't Know What I Can Save You From Astral Projection - Liquid Sun CKY - Flesh Into Gear I'll be gone til Sunday and hopefully the next update won't be as massive or as long in coming as this one. I find it hard to believe that after an entire semester no one has anything to bitch about or make observations of. Send me editorials. Complaining is a key attribute of obnoxious college kids who know everything. |
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