Preacher

this LJ is now friends only.

this doesnt mean i dont want to know you, and it doesnt mean i belong to a little click, or something.
i'm a rather open person, and will pretty much talk about anything. but only around people i know, even if it is only a little.
so if you want to be added, leave a comment. that doesnt mean i'll ad you, it just means likely i'll talk to you on aim, or yahoo or something, to get to know you, first.

peace out, you wacky kids.

HA!

it seems that in an attempt to nullify the rights of gay couples that have been legally married, Texas has nullified ALL marriages in the state. so if you are married, and go to texas, you are not married.

http://www.mcclatchydc.com/251/story/79112.html

"This state or a political subdivision of this state may not create or recognize any legal status identical or similar to marriage."

so, due to random luck, i ended up with a bit of spare cash and picked up a Wii. so far i'm liking it, there's just one complaint.

the WIImote cover? smells like old stale pot... and i mean you can smell it from across the room when it gets warm. it also smelled like someone tried to wash it to clean off the weed smell, and it smelled like floral weed.

after a lot of cleaning on my part, and scrubbing of the rubber cover, it now smells far less...

now it only smells like old stale weed smoke >.< fuck, never buy used electronics.

what the fuck? i'm 27 now? when the hell did that happen?

see more Engrish

the zombies have organized, and are running their own corporation.

well, this is week two without cigarettes...

so far i fell off the wagon once, and that was in the first week. since then, i seem to have been ok, and even had little or no urge to smoke.

today i step down one level of patches to a lower dosage... oh boy. i'm gonna be great company.

i know i don't update often, and when i do it's not really... well, anything about real life in general, so here goes.

mother in hospital, they say it's nothing wrong with her heart, but seem to be giving her nitro pills which stop her "chest pains" instantly.

roof leaks like a sieve in two places, nothing we can do about it because it would be 30K to replace it.

had to have a 80 foot maple torn down in the back yard because it was literally about half way eaten through by Carpenter Ants, and was about to fall on the house. cost 1.5K, and they left the Carpenter Ant infested wood laying RIGHT against the side of the house when they left, so the house could have them too. we went out with ant spray and killed... i dunno, 1.4 million ants, stomping on most of them once they had run out of the logs.

stopped smoking. i realized that all of my "i'll slowly ween myself off of cigarettes and blah blah blah" plans weren't going to do shit, so i just stopped ordering cigarettes, and got a box of nicotine patches. this is only day two, but actually, so far the cravings aren't that bad.

the rich aunt that i don't like is... well, probably not long for this world. as much as i don't like her, she is in fact a good person, we've just never gotten along, and i've never hated her... even if she could be a bit of a bitch. the person i feel really sorry for is my uncle, who is 83, and having to take care of her himself. no one should have to see the person they love slowly... fade away, like she is.


that's all i can think of... my life isn't that interesting, so updates are few and far between, as usual.


i'd fucking stab a nun in the eye to play in or run an RPG, though... something other than D&D... like Ghostbusters... or Paranoia.

damn... it's not much that will actually bring a tear to my eye, but this did it.

"doesn't matter what the press says. doesn't matter what the politicians or the mobs say. doesn't matter if the whole country decides something wrong is something right. this nation was founded on one principal above all else: the requirement that we stand up for what we believe, no matter the odds or consequences. when the mob and the press and the whole world tell you to move, your job is is to plant yourself like a tree by the river of truth, and tell the whole world "no, you move.""

Captain America.

if i ever meet god, i'm going to have to ask him why it is he gave me the random skills to accomplish most projects i set out to do, but not the attention span to finish most of them.

i swear to go, this was how my thought process went about a half an hour ago.

"after i get done building that set of shelves, maybe i'll come up with some other project... like Steampunk Goggles. yeah, when i'm done with the shelves, i'm gonna make Steampunk Goggles... i'm gonna make Steampunk Goggles, now."

but at least some times it's useful crap.


i was digging around in the basement, because i'm looking for some sort of project for the summer. there's an old speaker cabinet down there, and a BIG damn one at that. it's actually the speaker cabinet for a church organ, and has about 10+ speakers in it, as well as a huge amplifier... a tube amplifier, actually.

i was bored, and we're all in a bit of need of cash right now, so i brought it up to see if it was worth anything. the amp, no... the tubes, about 10+ of them on that amp alone (we have 4) are worth $70... each. apparently they're some very rare style that may or may not been made in a long time, yet professional musicians love. at the moment, i am to say the very least pleased with this fact, and have scoured the basement a few times now, coming up with close to 30 tubes of various sizes and resistances. looks like around $1000 worth of them all in all.

some times i truly love living in a giant pile of crap.

sure, i'll jump on board the Meme train.

( Potato )

just had another wisdom tooth removed. they're pretty much just more trouble than they're worth, ass far as i can tell.

still have to have the two on the bottom removed... weeeee! and once again, god bless Vicodin.

so i had a wisdom tooth pulled today.

actually, two of my wisdom teeth had pretty much half rotted away seemingly at random, this was just the one that was farthest along. i had gone to a dentist about a week ago and he informed me that ALL of my wisdom teeth have to be pulled, and he recommended doing it all in one go at an Oral Surgeon.

that would be where i'm going for the last 3 april 1st.

it's funny, though. aside from the bad wisdom teeth, and some form of gum infection he gave me a mouth wash to clear up, my teeth are in great shape. not even a damn cavity, and that fact nearly made me crap myself.

ahh, now i've just got to resist poking the hole in my jaw... it's harder than i thought it would be.


and god bless Vicodin.

so, things have been rather unchanging around here for some time. about the biggest event i can think of is that i have myself a shiny new toy.


a friend of mine is in a bit of a dire situation financially, and i know how that feels, and money isn't... horrible at the moment, so i offered to buy a toy of his off of him.


he sold me a 460 to 500 year old Wakizashi, for around $200.

now, i know some of you are thinking "you ripped him off," but i'd like to point out that A, he payed $90 for it, B, whoever owned it before him did... horrible, horrible things to it. (the cutting edge looks like it was mauled by a mad man with a rock, though it's still sharp enough to shave with.)and C, it's just a loan, like a pawn shop. he can choose to pay me back whenever he likes (though i expect him to forget about it, honestly,) and get it back. till then, i have a really neat toy.


problem is, aside from the maker's name, which i've been able to find, i can't make hide nor hair of the Kanji on it.

anyone out there know enough to give it a shot?

Directions: Comment to this post and I will give you 5 subjects/things I associate you with. Then post this in your LJ and elaborate on the subjects given.


Tiny and cute - an RPG reference to a friend of ours who seems to play her characters with the attitude "omg i'm tiny and cute and bad things have happened to me and you should feel bad for me and WHY DON'T YOU LOVE ME?!" and views that as a strong, rational female role.

Spousal abuse - she only beats me because she loves me, and i need to learn.

Suck and fail - Roy Mustang. in the same RPG, her Edward Elric refers to himself being "full of awesome and win," and Roy being full of "suck and fail."

Death by laughter - Ariel has a bad habit of starting to sip a drink just as i'm about to say something, and that almost assures that what i'm going to say is going to make her laugh, and choke on her drink.

Poop - obviously a reference to the work of Franz Kafka... hehe, poop.

jesus christ.

so, i stopped drinking soda about three days ago... well, not completely, i still have 2 cups of it a day or so, but that's mostly just to wake up, then later to enjoy with dinner. i've switched mostly to Tea now, iced or normal, and no sugar so i brew the iced tea myself.

anyway, i stopped drinking it because i noticed i had put on a lot of weight lately, because i had been drinking more soda than normal, or is likely healthy... like, a gallon or so a day.

well, went to weigh myself today, and after just three days i had lost about 8 pounds. i mean, holy crap! i knew there was a lot of sugar and junk in there... but jeebus cripes!

man, if i actually lose enough weight, combined with the fact that i'm cutting down on my smoking (though not trying to quit anymore, really,) then i might have to start exercising again... maybe... perhaps.

so, PETA, in it's latest fit of Crazy has decided it was time to make a change.

that change?

they want to have Fish (all of them, as a whole, the name for all aquatic, water breathing creatures,) renamed. and what do they want to rename them?

Sea Kittens.




i don't know about you, but i would eat a fucking Sea Kitten.

fuck, it might just make me take up fishing... spear fishing. i would stab a Sea Kitten.

gather round children while uncle James tells you a story of horror.

so, i'd been deciding that it might be time i cut back on soda. i've put on a lot of weight lately, and i want it to go away. granted, i'm not expecting skinny, just getting rid of a few pounds i've picked up that i'm sure are the result of my drinking about a case of soda a night.

now, i need the caffeine, and i won't lie about that, so i decide to try to switch to coffee. so, i get up and wander in to the kitchen, pour myself a cup, and nuke it because i notice it's cold. i drink the cup, and an hour or so later i go for a second. i had noticed that the first tasted funny, but i HATE coffee, so i just pushed it out of my mind.

this time when i pour myself a cup, i notice that there are what look like chips of paint floating in the cup, unlike the last one. so i open the pot and look inside.

mold. the entire top of the coffee was covered in mold. i couldn't even see the coffee.

so, i ask, and find out that the last time anyone had made a pot of coffee was about 3 weeks ago. yep, i drank a big old cup of three week old moldy coffee. that was yesterday, and i'm never going to drink coffee again.

Merry Christmas, happy Holidays, Chag Urim Sameach!

if you celebrate Kwanzaa, you should feel bad.