Month: June 2005

So, apparently I’m memorable, to people I’ve only said Hi to, I don’t get it. So, I’ve decided my response is “guys are weird” and I’m not going to try and rationalize exactly how I’m memorable.

Now, before I get on my rant about Ticketbastard, I would like to say….

HAPPY B-DAY TO THE ARMY!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YOU GUYS ROCK MY SOCKS!!

but the Marines still have hotter uniforms

With that said….So, I went to pick up my Ozzfest tickets today from the local Ticketbastard outlet. They wouldn’t let me walk away with them, because they don’t sell for venues in Virginia. I purposefully use the outlets because, especially when concert is in apprx 1 month, I can walk away with tickets in hand and not wait for them to come in the mail. But nooooooooooo, Ticketbastard can’t have that, now can they? Instead I have to pay the additional fees to have the suckers mailed to me express, because I don’t trust their claim that tickets will get here within one week of the event. Knowing my luck, they’ll show up the day after I leave to go up to VA. Last time I had the tickets held at willcall, the tickets miraculously never appeared, not even on their roster. Nice, ain’t it? Thankfully, venue snuck me a pass and let me in. It’s good to know the guys at ELL, they rock, and I will continue to laud them. I could have them emailed to me, but hey, if they’re going to charge me fees, I’m gonna make it worth it ($4 to send out an email so I can print the ticket on my own paper, nice).

May the offices of Ticketbastard be overrun with mice and cockroaches. May the fans on their servers be coated in non-removable bacteria.

Oh yeah. WT reminded me about Batman Returns….

Locals post here and we’ll set-up a date night for us all (anonymous posting allowed, just put your nick at the bottom so I know who to expect). I was thinking maybe Hollywood 28? Though, apparently it’s also playing at the IMAX (thanks waymerich) Any takers, suggestions, commentary, bitching????

Today was pretty good, for some dumbass reason I was in the shower by 8.30A. I guess my headache last night knocked me out, good thing I wasn’t getting whipping boy time, would have massively sucked the time driving from his place back to my house. Anyway, meeting started half an hour late, kinda irked me because this is a progressive habit of my DQB (Drama Queen Boss) to set a time, and over time show up progressively late. Meeting was decent, some stuff was set and properly clarified so now I can just set my meetings with my CB (Cool Boss) for next week to go over the webstuff, ad nauseum. WT time was awesome, as usual. Off for buffet wings and pizza (look boys and girls, something for the freak to gnaw on!), but it didn’t seem to sit well, I think it was the ranch dressing on the wings. Then off to Petsmart to take care of Mr. Kitty’s food and for some nice blood sprays, hot samauri’s and cuddling. I must say, while I view The Last Samauri with Tom Cruise as more of a movie with the same name, other than a remake of the original, I give Tom Cruise credit for doing a good job in his role. Yes, there’s a first time for everything. Then we watched National Treasure, which I really liked in the fact that there were so many puzzles in that movie and half, of which, I don’t think the writers intended (like the whole play on the family name “Gates” – yet another case of ask and I will answer, if you’ve seen the movie). The down-side was that I spent the first half of the movie saying “WTF?” because they got this syntax and grammar completely wrong on the period parts of the puzzle, but what can you expect out of hollywood these days?

But hey, I got something to gnaw on, and I got to get some of the 5th chakra crap out of me, so I’m not feeling like I’m choking anymore. Hell, I even got to prod my brain for wrestling tactics for fighting. WT thought I was nuts, but he agrees with the rest of my Inner, Inner Sanctum, that I’m creating a monster with the fighting stuff.

Mraowr!

Scorpio for this week:

Scientists are on the verge of recovering the lost treatises of Archimedes, ancient Greece’s most brilliant mathematician. The words were originally inscribed on an old parchment, but were mostly erased in the 12th century by a Christian monk who wasn’t interested in math and needed a fresh surface on which to write his prayers. Fragments of the ink that conveyed Archimedes’ original thoughts remained, however, and now physicists at Stanford are using a particle accelerator to discern them beneath the newer text. Let this be your guiding metaphor in the coming week, Scorpio. Look for ways to retrieve precious information that has almost disappeared or that is hidden by a source with little meaning to you.

FreeWill Astrology

Hrm. And this goes along with my therapist’s commentary about my 5th chakra being blocked and what was it that I wanted to say, but wasn’t getting out. Maybe I just need to go into my room and scream and throw a 2-year-old tantrum, maybe I’ll put that on the plate for next week. I just feel somethings aren’t worth vocalizing to the general public, or even to people in specific. Mainly, because half the time I live in the little fantasy world that is my head, and the crap that goes on in there does not always equate to what is going on in reality.

Otherwise, I also need to get over my nerves when calling some people. I don’t know why I do that, but every time I call the whipping boy I have this overwhelming desire to talk to his voicemail. We talk just fine online, and we do ok when others are around (or at least I do when there’s someone distracting me on my end of the phone), I clam up face-to-face and resort to silliness – which, thankfully is ok because he’ll follow suit. I really don’t know why I do this, and it’s not like we don’t have things to talk about, and neither of us has to tip toe around the other to avoid sensabilities. Strange.

In other news, today is WT time. Yay! Distract me from no Zoomie time.

Today was good, granted I now have a really nasty sinus headache, but it was good. The whipping boy was unable to join me for my fun, and got stuck in class as I drove by on my way home, so no dinner. 😦 Anyway….

My assault on Deal’s Gap

Alix- you should recognize a few shots, as I took them just outside of Canton on 575N.

Today was good, granted I now have a really nasty sinus headache, but it was good. The whipping boy was unable to join me for my fun, and got stuck in class as I drove by on my way home, so no dinner. 😦 Anyway….

My assault on Deal’s Gap

Alix- you should recognize a few shots, as I took them just outside of Canton on 575N.

Looks like I’ve got my workout twin back. This should be awesome, and I know my abs are gonna kill me in the morning, but that’s fine. My body is further co-operating with me, and I’m quite happy. But still, it wants to flesh out like a guy’s and just get cut. 😦 My knees are holding up well, but I can hear the popping in my right knee, not sure what it is because I’m not feeling anything. Least I know it’s not a tendon or ligament. My hope is that it’s scar tissue breaking up and nothing serious. When doing the ab work, we were using light weights, and I noticed that I can’t extend my right arm all the way over my head, while trying to support the weight. Was feeling a nice pull in my posterior delt, very not good. I know which muscles are strained in there, so tomorrow I’m just going to have my therapist tear up my entire rotator cuff. Least as much as he possibly can while stripping my arms down to my wrists. So, I’m not expecting to be online too much in the next couple of days, because I might not be able to move my arms much. This is something that’s had to happen for a long time, but I was hoping to do this in small doses (scar tissue tearing is a very painful process). So, in the future, if you ever want to make me scream, shove a finger in my acromio-clavicular joint. Just fair warning, I’ll kick your ass when I’m done.

‘Tis a sad day in my life, when I feel moved to send a letter to the ACLU, requesting them to stop representing me as an American. If they continue in their direction, I will never contribute to them again.