So, I have to make an update about the fest still. And about life in general. But instead, I'm giving you a birthday list... because my birthday might be tomorrow.

BIRTHDAY LIST:
acrylic paints (white is needed most)
LCD monitor (yeah, right)
Monster Zoo by Doug Tennapel (Chicago Comics has it in stock)
manic panic electric banana hair dye (cheapest here. cant seem to find it irl anymore.)
money


My party is gonna be next week sunday. I'll make a proper post about it when I organise a time, but its gonna be video game themed. I'mma dress up as Ness from Earthbound. ill have some systems up, have a chiptunes dance party, and later in the evening watch The Wizard. Racinians, its about time you came and visited me in the chaitown. Metra in Kenosha drops you off, like, a mile and a half away from my house. I can even pick you up.

Only this time the good-bye hurt.

Look up look up look up, look up into the sky love,
you see the moon shine, it's so high up above us,
it rolls around on account of a bunch of scientific stuff,
I like to think it does just because He loves us.

So, I'm leaving in a few hours to go to Cornerstone Festival. Won't be back till probably Monday the 6th. Everybody b& everybody while I'm gone.

Also, I was gonna send a mass text out about this as well, but on Monday the 29th, my mom is shuttin' off my phone. I don't really have any other ways to be gotten a hold of except for the internet. Which isn't terrible. Just so you guys know.

So, I took on wiping a girl's computer for 10 bones. I pretty much run this at the community. I'll clean up yer computer if you buy me bubble teas or give me 10 bones. It is a wonderful operation as I am a glutton for getting frustrated at archaic laptops.

So I'm working on this little (well, not so little. is actually rather cumbersome) Dell Inspiron 8100 (iirc). I'm gettin memory errors so I find the faulty ram chip and take it out. This poor little shoebox went from 256MB ram to 128. Shiiiiit. So I boot up XP and, sure, its slow. That's to be expected. But the mouse. You move it, wait 30 seconds, and THEN see where the cursor went. Unbearable. I couldn't navigate via keyboard because it was equally unresponsive

At any rate, this Dell BIOS is absolute crap and I had to navigate it (alt+p, alt+p, alt+p) to finally be able to boot from CD to install win2k, as XP was too much for that poor piece of shit. Even in the BIOS the keyboard was unresponsive. I felt like I was banging my head against the fucking thing trying to get it to work.

I tried plugging in other keyboards and mouses. Still equally as unresponsive. Even since I've installed win2k, the keyboard/mouse supercombo still fucking sucks.

I'm sure its better off as a door stop, but I'm determined (especially since I found some 256MB of PC133 in the server closet) to get this thing to work. What do you think is causing the problem if its not the OS and its not the mouse and keyboard themselves?

Not last weekend, but the weekend before Carolyn, Tyler, Buttons and I went to Starved rock. It was awesome and I took some pretty neat pictures.

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On that note, you'd think after that weekend things could only get awesomer. I'm sad to say that this past week has been kind crummy, but I'll save that for another lj post.

Got new glasses cuz I broke my last ones wrestling. Well, they were super old (like, 4 years) so it was about time.



They're a little bit bigger than my last pair. Dunno how I feel about 'em yet. But I'm sure I'll get used to them quick enough.

GIVE ME YOUR OPINION, INTERNET.

ps: disregard the messy hair. Its been raining.

Like most kids, when I was growing up I had an NES. Some very early memories can be linked to video games. I remember renting video games from Phar-mor all the goddamn time, along with getting their delicious 35¢ strawberry sodas.

So along with the same Final Fantasy 2 cart I rented EVERY GODDAMN WEEK (with hopes no one erase my save files)(my file was stuck at the part where you have to fight the Calbrena and Golbez, and then Rydia comes back), I had also been known to rent some sesame street games. There is an incredibly vivid memory of a game where Big Bird said (and not just text on a screen! There was a special sound chip!) "How many words can you make before the sun goes down?" along with other phrases.

The reason that phrase sticks with me the most is because THAT PART OF THE GAME SCARED THE CRAP OUTTA ME. In my memory, I remember an angry sun and I was so terrified of not making any words and the sun would come kill me. So I always handed the controller to my older brother. He's five years older than me, and lets face it- he didn't deserve to play some Sesame Street game.

I decided to find this game and beat this goddamn sun once and for all. Mostly because it reminded me of the sun from Super Mario Bros. 3. You know? The angry sun? He also scared the fuck outta me, but I've proven myself better than that shitty sun:



So, here I was illegally downloading roms of shitty NES Sesame Street games. I vividly remembered some of the games (ABC-123, ABC) but I still couldn't find what I was looking for (cue Bono). AND I was tired of shitty children's entertainment. So I went to the googles. I found the name of the game I was looking for was "Big Bird's Hide and Speak". So I download that motherfucker and got ready to show that sun who's boss, once and for all.



This is what I was afraid of.

Wow.

Let's zoom into that "TOTALLY TERRIFYING SUN" there.



side-by-side comparison?


 

Well, I guess its always good to overcome childhood fears... sun-themed or not.

Next challange:

http://starlightpunker.livejournal.com/414.html

6-23-01

oooOOOOooo event sounds too nice for my life. oh well, i became so gosh darn bored. u wouldn't believe it, but outta by 60 buddies, not a soul is on, i swear it, theres a party somewhere and i wasnt invited. oh well, this is my life, its kinda intersting on days that are interesting (oooOOOoo that made sence) my life co-stars katie, n@, megan, krys, and my baby, david. maby i sould start my life with the spheil wiht david. we ain't supposed to be together. his parents wont let him go out wiht anyone (mind u hes 15) (EGAD!) oh well, i hope the wrong person finds this and spreads the word. oh well, people are already staring to find out...im a punk, yes, if u r wundering. i am a christain too. i guess im not a punk, i dunno, DANG IT! i cant be classified as anyone! im Raye. thats all i know. but, welcome to my life, enjoy your stay. dont forget to wipe your feet...

14 fucking years old. I'm a goddamn champ.

Need to make a picture post soon. i have stuff adding up. These past couplea days I've been very dissatisfied with myself and my life. I know what I want, I'm just afraid to make the necessary changes. When you don't have to worry about money, you become contented easily. I'm tired of saying "I'm going to go back to school" and never fucking doing it. I don't wanna be that guy.

PS: paid account running out. ANYBODY FEELIN' GENEROUS? <3

So, on Tuesday I got puked on by a client.

We used to have our own employee bathrooms. It was awesome. WITH HOT WATER EVEN. But, we acquired an emergency women's shelter and we've had to open it up for their use. Since this has happened, every bloody time I go use the restroom, something bizarre happens. Like a few days ago, I had a client sleeping on the floor around the toilet bowl. I had to open the little lock with a butter knife and wake her up. She was pretty wasted.

Well, two days ago I went to use the bathroom. When I came in the woman in one of the two stalls had the door wide open. I gave her a "OMGWTFRUDOIN" look and she closed it. Then I heard water running. At first I thought she was playing with the toilet bowl water... playing with her own shit and piss. I mean, who knows, right? Then, I heard it again, and felt my leg get wet. I looked down and THERE WAS PUKE EVERYWHERE.

SHE DIDN'T EVEN WARN ME. SHE WAS JUST SHITTING AND MANAGED TO PUKE EVERYFUCKINGWHARE. AND IT GOT ALL OVER MY LEG.

it was my last pair of clean pants too. So I had to go home, shower, and wear a skirt. I didn't go back to work, because, I figure if you get puked on, its a get-out-of-work-free card.

In other news, yesterday was a rather fun day. After work, I did Manna, which is the xian Food not bombs. We had a billion seagulls and pigeons hovering over us while we gave out free pizza to our neighbors. Its always just like a big picnic and its always fun. We also were giving out free bibles and books and stuff.


Button's shoulder and the pizza


There was a woman who we deemed the Seagull Whisperer. (either that, or she was one of them and a OMGSHAPESHIFTER) She told us to feed the seagulls because "they are very hard up right now"

Then, Marco, Tyler, and I went to the new moon festival where a bunch of people gather, have a big drum circle and fire dance and breathe fire and stuff. The best part was getting to hang out with Tyler without Carolyn. I mean, i like carolyn, but I miss my BFF. It felt like old times. Every now and again in the drum circle, there was an oboe (it may have been a clarinet, it was playing quietly) and it was one of the most beautiful sounds i had ever heard.




These're all the pics I wanted to post on twizzler, but twitpic WOULD NOT LET ME AT ALL.

Afterward, Simon, Lauren, Moriah and I played WARLORDS on my Atari and then we went for LATE NIGHT INDIAN FOOD. If it's one thing that'll make you feel fat in the morning, its late night Indian food. Shan's is just a cabbie joint down the street that serves awesome Indian food past midnight. They stopped making samosas after 11 though ;-;. Still, I thoroughly enjoyed it.

Today I was supposed to meet up with the lovely Michelle Abject and see World/Inferno friendship society, but it's also good friday. See, at jpusa we make a big deal about easter and have this huge celebration. I'm super excited about it, actually. The house is all decorated, and people from out of town visit, coffee and cotton candy are free, and a lot of fun is had by all. So, I didn't wanna miss it. Thankfully, next weekend she'll probably be around in the city again (she lives in the suburbs) and I can meet up with her. I saw some super old picture of us on fecesbook the other day. It just was, like, a big blast from the past. I don't miss dating Kyle, but I miss hanging out with those kids every day of my goddamn life sometimes.



old pictures are old. i think its pretty obvs which ones are me. also, what could have been a pantyshot.

I got Brave Saint Saturn's new album. Shit is golden. Pick it up (except its not ska. hahaha)

so we got an enormo donation of freezie ghetto pops. i love these things. but apparently, the people on 4th floor are not as fond. the first is a sign about the dangerous evils of freezepops, the second is evidence to how bad the outbreak is. (as always, you can click the image for a larger size)

here are some examples of the spelling i put up with everyday at work. this'll be a repost for my twizzler followers, but this shit is too funny not to repost.

i was on hold for 20mins with a city worker who couldn't do his job. everyones an idiot except me. (PS: GREETINGS FROM MY CELLPHONE)

test test

Im tinkering with some mobile lj settings. But, i cant seem to get an MMS to send thru these fallout shelter walls. I wanna be able to post pix from my cell.

Dear livejournal,

No matter how much I neglect you, I promise, on the moon and the stars, i will NEVER broadcast my shitty twitter updates to you. Just as i have promised i will never go friends only.

Expect a picture filled real post soonish...but probably not this weekend. I dunno.

Until then,
buttfrenzy