inside my head

a few random thoughts today:

there are a lot of stray cats around the campus at my college, they're called the "Pratt Cats" and I've been here 3 years and have yet so see any Pratt Kitties. What the hell? I know that when you have like 20 stray cats stickin around the same area you should definitely have a yearly batch of kittens running around. Maybe all the chemicals that the art students use have created a breed of sterile super cats.

Sometimes I'll be wandering around the most decrepit parts of the school and when I walk into the bathroom its like I've gone through a portal into a completely different world. There are shiny marble counters, clean tiles on the walls and floors, spotless stainless steel stalls. I've found out where my tuition goes.

Coincidently the absolutely best bathroom on campus is hidden away in a corner under a flight of stairs.


So after sleeping in for a very reasonable amount of time. (though I was very upset with a boring but disturbing dream) I woke up this fine Saturday wanting to get off my lazy ass and do something. As luck would have it my friend Niki suggested that we do this "kayaking on the hudson" thing that she saw. Well, I love kayaking, so I was game.

We embarked on our voyage to the upper west side and found our way to the dock that was doing the kayaking. After signing our lives away and putting our valuables in a locker we got out on the water. It was a blast, even though we had to avoid this old curmudgeon who told me to "quit messin around" cuz i was "making trouble for everyone." whatever. old foggy just doesn't know how to have a good time. Anyways we paddled around the little area they gave us for about 40 minutes until we paddled back in, and smelling like the hudson river we started walking down along the river.

After about 30 minutes we came upon another little spot that was doing the same kayaking program and the 40 minutes before was hardly enough to quench my kayaking hunger so we singed the papers, stowed our gear, and hopped out on the water again. This little area had some nice waves that near the end I was able to ride towards the pier rather well and they gave me some nice speed.

Anyways the moral of this story is that I finally got out and did something in the city.

Also I took this.

5'x3' of pure transformers goodness.

so today was an awesome day.


Super Powers

I've decided that my ability to find, date, and fall for crazy chicks has gone beyond just being a coincidence. Its officially my superpower. Call me Captain Crazy Magnet. seriously, its like a 7th sense, my 6th one is smision.


Happy Birthday Mom!!!

Love ya and wish i could've sent ya something but you know, I'm destitute.

so here ya go.



Eating the same thing for more than two days will, I guarantee, give you the shits.

I have tested this and proven it to be true.


Domestic Violence

For some reason today I decided I'd kill some time by reading some news articles. I know news? not really my cup-o-tea, but I figured what the hell. Anyways I came across this story


and it made me laugh. I mean really people. Why are you bringing a gun with you in the first place and then what kind of argument are you getting into that makes you want to shoot the other person? I don't get it but it was hella funny to me. I think that makes me insensitive but this isn't anything new. hehe


Phone sex

Today I had a pretty tight schedule between sleeping in late, going to class, doing work, helping Jess with her homework, and design work there was hardly any time to have some good sex. So we had to multi-task, and by multi-task I mean I had to take calls while we were in the middle of some sweet sweet lovin. Normally I would ignore calls but these were important and I had to take them. At first I expected Jess to hop off while I took the call, but in the interest of keeping the mood going she just humped her way straight through the call, and the call after that. In her defense she didn't know about the second call. I wonder if the people I called knew what was going on. Lord I hope so.

Change in scenery

So looking back on my entries here I noticed that a number of them don't fall under the premise of what I started this blog for. so from now on I think I'm gunna write my funny stories here, and my sad depressing rants on my livejournal account. So only funny and or mildly amusing stuff will be posted here from now on.


Is this how it was? Its been awhile so I can't recall, but is it always just a continuing series of games? What are we testing hmmm??? You got me but I kinda don't like the path its goin down. Cuz I've walked it before.

Also. New tattoos!!!!

Stars on the elbow is something I saw like forever ago and have been wanting to do. Took forever to find a tattooist that wasn't a fucking little bitch about it telling me "oh its a really hard area to get to stay" or "its gunna be really painful" yeah I knew that but my friend had this awesome guy who was just like "shit yeah I'll do that, and come back for some free touch ups"
Love it!


We Don't Need No Water

My friends forced me to go see the nurse today due to the fact that a large burn that I got on Sunday night, which was doing fine Monday and Tuesday, took a wicked right turn into badsville this morning and appears to be severely infected. So I go see the nurse and she confirms the suspicions. Infection, and prescribed me some antibiotics to take for 10 days. She also gave me a wicked huge ace wrap so now it looks like I had major surgery on my arm or something.

But the burn story aside, tonight is Whitney's senior show and our first tennis match of the season. Also a bunch of Whitney's friends are in town so I think there will be a party tonight. If so I'm saying fuck school and livin it up.


Some Saints Day

So what did I dude this St. Patrick's Day? I drank. I don't know how much Irish I have in me, but I'm certain that all of it is concentrated in my liver. So I drank cuz thats how you celebrate st. patty's day. Also I went and saw the 300 on Imax. Fucking incredible. I'm mean seriously. It was amazing, so amazing in fact that I feel like going to see it again. This time I think I'll take Jess. Expecting her to get in tomorrow around 4 which might be close to the time that I wake up tomorrow. But as enjoyable as having Jess back will be I think it'll be dampened by the fact that yet another spring break has come and gone. But at least I did something with this break instead of crawl into my hermit hole and drink myself retarded. I still drank. But not alone. And that makes me a happy Panda.


Touch me

I don't know if its the feeling of spring thats in the air or something in the water cooler today but for some reason in the 2 hours that i've been working here I have been touched 3 seperate times. I'm not complaining its just something that struck me as odd. Cuz for as cramped as the office is that I work in, everyone is pretty cautious when it comes to personal space. Come to think of it this is the first time that I can remember being physically touched by the ladies I work with. Isn't that odd. I've been working here for like 7 months and this is the first moment I can recall having physical contact with some of the people I work with. curious. Anyways. I came in for a half day of work today because I didn't feel like getting up at 8:30 this morning. Which is rediculous cuz I think I was up anyways getting a drink for the dry mouth I had from drinkin a six pack last night. good stuff.

Tonight I believe I'm goin into the city with Whitney to check out a bitchin japanese book store and so she can buy this wicked pair of boots she's had her eyes on. I don't think I'll drink tonight cuz I want to get in a full day of work tomorrow. But I believe St. Paddys day is coming up so I'll be soused for that. I'm thinkin of drinkin all day, cuz its always fun.


Holding Patterns

Here's what i'm doing today.

Right now - working. and by working I mean i'm doing everything except work. well thats not true, I'm doing a little work. But mostly I'm wasting a large portion of my time on the internets. What am I doing on the internet. Nothing special, message boards, myspace, facebook, jess's livejournal, this. Its all gravy.

Later - probably wasting more time. I think after lunch I'll play are large amount of solitaire on the computer. Not really feelin lucky so I probably wont win any games.

Even Later - tennis, during my god damned break. I think its just gunna be me and one other guy though so coach makes us do the whole workout i'm gunna be super pissed.

Latest Tonight - watching tv, and NOT masturbating. My hand is in a constant holding pattern over my pants though just waiting for the moment to strike. but I won't let it. The reward sounds too good. I am worried however that something might happen when I sleep, the subconcious can be pretty powerful sometimes.


2 weeks

Spring break coming up, and just like every year before this one I'm doing nothing. Absolutely nothing. Well something. I'm gunna work. woooo! But the money will be good cuz right now I'm fairly certain I'm hella overdrawn on my bank acount and thats not good.

I was sitting in bed earlier trying to think of things I could do over the break. I need to keep my mind occupied so I don't end up abusing myself. Jess doesn't think I can go the whole week. I'm sure I can as long as I keep busy. And I was promised a good prize if I make it, so I got that incentive working for me. I think I'll finish my painting that I've been working on for about 5 months.

Thats about it. Excited about the 300 might go see in over the break.


new news news new

Its been awhile since I've updated this sucker. I wouldn't say a lot happened. But stuff has happened. Mostly good stuff. I'll get the bad stuff out of the way first. I seriously am the worst person at keeping track of how much money I have in my checking account. three times now I've gone to get some money and overdrawn my account. Sucks balls. Alright the good stuff. As a friend put it I met a girl "through the power of myspace bulletins" I had met jess once before I think when she came to a random party at my apartment at the beginning of last semester. Pretty sure we talked a little cuz i remembered her saying a lot about working at home depot. Yeah well anyways 4 months later she sends me a little message responding to one of the many bulletins I do out of boredom on myspace and I was like "hey home depot girl" so I answer back propositioning that we should hang out and thats all she wrote. Went and saw the Reno 911 movie yesterday and it was tits.

Phew! I just got an email from my tennis coach that said there was practice today and i was like Oh dear god i don't wanna practice cuz i thought we didn't have it today. But luckily I just got another email correcting his mistake and there is no practice tonight! I WIN!!!

It should of been a snowday today...



Some words are just terrible all by themselves. For example: Cyst. There's nothing good going on there the C and the Y are like polar opposites locked in an epic battle of phonetic destruction. And then that st on the end is really bringin it down. Theres also the actual meaning of the word that just destroys all hope. Like herpes. Maybe before it was a case of burning sores on your genitals, herpes was a happy word.

I bet a lot of people look at the word tumor and think of it as an unpleasant word but I don't because when I was little my grandpa had gotten a tumor in his brain, but since I couldn't remember the word tumor I would always say tulip. like asking why grandpa had a tulip in his brain. So now when I see or hear tumor I still think tulip.

yeah well, I thought it was funny.

Every panda that won't screw to save its species

I want to destroy something beautiful.

Right now I am just so done with people I'm afraid I might do something very irrational. It takes me a good 10 minutes each morning to center myself and get ready to deal with a bunch of people that I just want to fucking end.

I'm done with people complaining about stupid shit

I'm done with people acting like ridiculous r-tards

I'm done with people that refuse to think about others

I'm done with people overreacting

I'm done with people taking everything too seriously

I'm done caring

I'm just fucking done.

I need something more than this to vent though. I can just hear myself screaming as loud as I can in my head. I want to punch something. hard. I wanna put all my frustration and anger in one fist and destroy something.

and now I'm done posting.


Semester molester

I've just begun my 6th semster in school, which, barring any further changes to my major marks the second half of what will be my college experience. So how was the first half you ask? Well I give it about a 6 outta 10. On the plus side I got out of a crappy small town, got away from the parentals, and just got out more than I did back in the day. I constantly feel that had I gone to a state school that certain aspects of my college experience would've been better ei. I would've gotten more ass. But thats the price I pay for my college choice. I'm not saying there haven't been golden opportunities that I've completely fucked up 5 ways to the weekend. I'm just saying that maybe with a bigger student body and a smaller percentage of wack jobs, those opportunities might have come along more often so that I wouldn't fuck them all up. But what can ya do. This second half of college has me pretty stoked though. opportunities are on the horizon and all JP Morgan has to do is seize the day. So I'm gunna get off this computer and start seizing.