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Sick beats, man
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(Courtesy of Stumble)
I'd like to thank family and friends the world over for asking me if I'm going to invite the lovely smacktard I just met, John Q. Douchebag, and his pretty little buckwheat-mouth wife to my wedding. (She sounds just like Luanne Platter from King of the Hill - no shit.)
No, I don't know them. Yes, I just met them. No, I don't even think I really like them. John Q. Douchebag, stop staring at my bride-to-be's chest.
Sure. While we're at it, let's just forget that Nicole and I are getting married, and let's just turn it into a social event that we can invite the "Windsor Elite" to... Yes, small fucking hick towns in Missouri have an elite social class... No, southern hospitality does not exist in the Midwest, but backstabbing and gossip is king. Yes, these people are the scum of the earth - just adult versions of the bitches Nicole coped with through high school.
So I'm essentially going to toss my fiancée's dream of a small, intimate wedding out the window because apparently we're not the ones getting married - everyone else is just having a champagne party complete with a few dudes in tuxes and some chicks in fancy dresses. Everyone else is getting married to the idea that Nicole and I are no longer on the market, although that wouldn't stop some people from trying to steal us away from each other.
Not gonna happen, Mr. Bob Dobalina. I'll feed you your entrails first.
On another note I work with a man who looks and sounds like Mr. Furley and Barney Fife having buttsecks in a dryer.
Well shit, I've just got some sand in my vagina today! Let's rant, shall we? Let me get it all out, and hopefully I'll get a smirk from one of you readers...
Old people smack and lick their lips all the time and it bothers me on occasion.
I want to backhand people that chew with their mouth open.
Whenever I see a dude holding a fork like a knife and using it like a shovel, I want to break his wrist.
I hate it when people can't drink from a can of soda without slurping.
I hate it just as much when people suck the air out of a plastic bottle while drinking.
I hate it when people chew ice... Even though I do it myself.
Whenever a pedestrian nonchalantly steps out into the street in front of my moving vehicle, without looking or waiting for me to wave them across, - EVEN IF THEY'RE IN A CROSSWALK - I secretly wish the accelerator in my automobile would legitimately malfunction, causing me to speed forward and send them flying over my hood, onto the pavement behind me, only to be *thump thump thump thump thump*'d by a semi truck behind me.
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On a happier note, it has been a good weekend thus far, albeit busy. I'm enjoying Nicole's company very much, and it's great to be able to sleep in (except tonight, we have to book it early in the morning to Springfield)
Here's to a good week ahead, with minimal annoyances... :-P | comments: 2 comments or Leave a comment   |
| | Current Music: | Rob Zombie - Spookshow Baby | | Subject: | You got it. | | Time: | 03:50 pm | | Current Mood: | ![[mood icon]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/classic/smile.gif) jubilant |
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| THIS IS THE ANNOUNCEMENT OF THE YEAR. For me at least.
1. Today is my birthday.
2. Yesterday I proposed to Nicole. Her answer was not simply "yes", but a resounding yes complete with awesome glory and lots of making out.
Check here
I'm fantastic. How are you? | | comments: 3 comments or Leave a comment |
| We hold so much back and we dig so much up.
I trudge through the piles of others looking for a piece of someone else's regret to hold on to. To make mine, to make theirs again. And I can't keep the anger and hurt of another's action from phasing me, even if it wasn't for me, or at me.
If a war was fought 300 years ago, over something I hold dear, would I begrudge those fallen who were against my cause? Even if I never existed?
Never existed in their world when they were down and broken, looking for personal wealth in the form of attention...
doing things they now kill themselves over, and I kill myself over a memory I never should have known.
similar to reading a diary of another when you really DON'T want to know the truth.
but you look anyway.
you peer inside...
I hunt for rebuttal in an argument that hasn't yet been.
It's one-sided to begin with. It's an arguement I've been waging since those days that the other one betrayed.
And all I want is proof of the things I've been led to believe. But when they go silent, only speaking when gnashing their teeth, I doubt those words.
/wrist haha | | comments: Leave a comment |
| | Subject: | gih. | | Time: | 01:42 pm |
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| Skewl is going okay. Got things sorted out. Busy busy busy, once again.
I'm struggling with wanting to punch myself in the face a lot, but that's a completely different matter, and it doesn't concern you.
...so don't fucking worry about it.
:-)
I'm prepared for a weekend to do things for myself. (even though I'm broke..fucking student loans being on hold)
and try to be nice
and notice what the fuck is going on around me and try to understand how I sound when I say/do retarded shit.
It's not like anybody else is going to tell me.
I once thought that if I wore my emotions on my sleeve they wouldn't eat me up inside anymore. But instead they just kinda fester and cause more problems (and a horrible stench that makes me mean and spiteful).
So what to do with them? | | comments: Leave a comment |
| Christmas wasn't all it was cracked up to be. My (extended) family is seriously confusing the hell out of me...
So nobody was buying gifts for each other this year? I never got the fucking memo.
Not like I would have listened anyway.
That was the most awkward Christmas Eve of my life.
Christmas day was alright. Nicole's family made it as relaxing as possible for me. I guess that's good. They got me a deep fryer. Still felt uncomfortable as hell hanging out with another person's family, but trust me it was probably better than Christmas Morning at my grandparents'.
I'm waking up at like, 3:30 in the morning so I can work at 5. Did this yesterday on one hour of sleep and it was not good. Got to break shit up with power tools, but it still was just *BLAH*.
I'll feel better today. I guess Nicole's going to the bars tonight and she'll be 21 at the sroke o' 12. So I got something to look forward to, unlike yesterday. Things can look so glum sometimes.. and all you do is wonder what everyone is doing and if they're as bored and fidgety as you are. All I needed yesterday was some sleep, and I wouldn't let myself get it. I like to sleep at night... not in the fucking afternoon. If I'd tried to nap, I wouldn't have woken up... I was grumpy.
*smacks head on table*
Nicole's Birthday present got lost in the mail. *sadface*
and now I have to go to work.
Hopefully today will be a better day. | | comments: 5 comments or Leave a comment |
| | Current Music: | Modus Operandi - No One Love | | Subject: | 5 MONTHS! | | Time: | 12:30 am | | Current Mood: | happy |
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| 5 months with Nicole.
I love that crazy girl.... :-)
Even though I'm at Chris and Troy's without her, and she's at home asleep... | | comments: 4 comments or Leave a comment |
| Yay for overtime.
Gotta work Saturday.
Still got some shopping to do.
Off to work I go. | | comments: 1 comment or Leave a comment |
| My problem-solving skills get better by the day as I am forced to clean up "Upstair"'s messes at my workplace.
We had a US order of 8,000 coming in that had been awaiting approval for MONTHS, and our orders were on hold because of it.
Batteries piling up everywhere, and all the supplies for the 8,000 order just came in... boxes, angle-board, seperator (waffle) board..
the ramp is filled with this... SHIT...
and guess what happened to the order?
...they sent it to newport....
So now we're bombarded with DVD orders we should have had since... well, for-fucking-ever ago.
We don't have the space for this shit.
I don't like the "engineers" I work with who make a fat salary to sit on their coffee enemas and come up with half-ass ideas that we just shoot down because of their ergonomic flaws. They want to double our output but don't understand how our operation works in the first place.
My "boss" is pissy because he broke a bunch of shit yesterday... My REAL boss is a daft, head-up-his ass retard... Not to mention two of the three girls I work with now menstruate at the same time or something (they all hang out outside of work too, it wouldn't suprise me) because they're all being fucking unreasonable moody A-holes right now.
The only person I'm getting along with at work right now (IE, don't want to strangle the fuck out of) is the pregnant one.
And it's only fucking tuesday.
Kill me pls? | | comments: 1 comment or Leave a comment |
| | Current Music: | Soul Coughing - Circles | | Subject: | Thanksgiving | | Time: | 10:00 pm | | Current Mood: | loved |
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| Just got back from thanksgiving meal #3. Had two yesterday, at both grandparents' in Kansas. Today we ate at nicole's parents. Her mom worked yesterday, so they celebrated thanksgiving today.
We've got another huge meal of some sort tomorrow, at her grandparents', and then we're done getting fat for a while...
I feel pretty bad for her. I know she wants to work and all and likes her new job, but yesterday was the only day she had off, and she's working at 7am. Not good for us night owls. She's beat, and here I am with a 4-day weekend.... I feel like I should be working too, and am having a hard time enjoying my vacation without her around during the day.
She crawled in bed a few minutes ago and asked me to rub her back. I did for about 3 minutes and she was out, so I'm guessing she's pretty fatigued. Hell, throw turkey on top of sleeplessness and I guess that's what ya get. I'm glad she's happy to be working and productive, after the few weeks she had off between jobs...
Our relationship right now is as healthy as it's ever been, and both of us are feeling a real deep connection to one another. We're consistently affectionate... it feels great. I thought I'd be alone my entire life, spending small bits of time with whoever came along, but now I've found someone I want to keep for eternity... she's so beautiful, in every way...
Pigs are flying and ice hockey is the pastime in the nation of hell..... the dan is in love, and it's better than anything he could have imagined. (It's pretty freakin' obvious what I'm thankful for...)
<3
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| | Current Music: | Stone Temple Pilots... | | Time: | 02:22 pm | | Current Mood: | ![[mood icon]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/classic/blah.gif) listless |
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| Really don't know what I need to wake up.
I'm feeling, I dunno, just weird today.
Weird weird weird.
You feel emotions and you have no idea why... You feel things you shouldn't, and you're sad when you should be happy.
It's different than "depression", but similar to seasonal mood changes... but it's all fucked up.
Like, 30 second spasms of emotion, and you cycle through them.
It's not just me. I think it's an Autumn thing. But it could just be a personal lack of something. I can't express much to others without it being assumed that I'm upset, though, so it has to be my dimeanor... I don't know. I don't have the patience to try and wade through it, and well, nobody else does either. :-/
I need food, and happy music.
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Halloween party kicked mucho ass.
Everyone had a great time, as obnoxious and drunk as they all were. Keith and I finally got motivated to help out with the place. I was in charge of alcohol (lugging a keg like a champion, yoz!), keith had some creepy movies playing and whatnot, but Nicole did most of the work...It was Nicole's party, so I'm just going to give her all the credit.. ;-D We played the host & hostess game, and it was nice. I danced with everyone, greeted everyone, and got to bump and grind/swingdance with my lady.
So I guess I'm a host.
It's weird... everyone treats me like I live here, and people sometimes refer to it as Nicole, Keith, and Dan's house.
then the next second it's just nicole's and keith's.
I think people are confuzzled. :-P
I don't know. I call it home.
They did a hella good cleanup job yesterday, too. Speaking of, Keith is painting the other room... "my" room. I'm just gonna use the closet and put my excess junk there, but the clothes I wear most of the time and stuff will just be in here with nicole's.
Yeah, I still need food.
*out | | comments: Leave a comment |
| | Current Music: | Green Day - Brain Stew | | Time: | 03:44 pm | | Current Mood: | calm |
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| Had a bit of a party over here at keith and nicole's last night. It was a pretty good time, nothing got really out of hand, and I don't think anybody broke anything. :-P
The girl had to work early this morning though and I agreed to get my ass out of bed and bring her lunch at work. Well, so much for that idea because I closed my eyes and when I opened them again, it was around 1. I slept away any possible hangover symptoms, luckily, but at the same time I feel I broke a promise.
We'll do dinner tonight if she's up for it. Hope she knows I'm sorry. :-/
Spider bite is healed, I'm done with antibiotics, and I can probably start driving the forklift again at work.
I need more creative outlets. I need to feel like I'm making something rather than destroying things all the time.
Had a horrible dream. Alternate reality where dusty was alive and he tried to kill me. I lashed out in self-defense and hurt him, and spent the better part of the dream screaming at things. Don't fucking ask me, it's a weird dream that I can't even piece together.
Random points:
1. A string of glowsticks wrapped around a naked body in the dark is quite erotic.
2. People yelling and laughing in the other room are counterproductive to certain activities
3. My girlfriend is by no means a cheap drunk. | | comments: Leave a comment |
| | Current Music: | Temple of the Dog - Wooden Jesus | | Subject: | ENTER THE LAME | | Time: | 01:13 pm | | Current Mood: | ![[mood icon]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/classic/wink.gif) weird |
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| I swear the doctor's appointment was the biggest waste of time this side of beating off in a circle. I wake up at the asscrack of dawn (it started off okay when I got to eat breakfast with my mom), get a horrible driver's liscense photo taken of my half-groggy, drunk-looking mug, and then just waste a shit ton of time.
Anywhoo, doctor gives me the okay to quit the nitro patch, so I shouldn't be explosive anymore. Durn. Was hoping for superpowers. That's good, I guess, because that shit makes my head hurt bad. Now I get to goof off for an hour and then head to work and try not to pass out from fatigue. I should be okay tho, just as long as I keep my mind busy.
I'm craving beer, bad.
Dan need beer.
Preparing myself mentally to create some more music. I'm sick of writer's block, or better yet, lack of motivation. I need to feel like I'm accomplishing something, and when I'm not creative it gets to be very counterproductive to my sense of self-worth. I need to get some of this shit laid down and over to troy and bryan's ears. Been listening to a lot lighter music lately, which has helped ease my mind back into the creative mode.
Oh, and barring any unknown variables, I might be able to get out of my lease once my friend, Isaac, gets a job and lands a roomie. This could work out very well for me, but who knows... it's all up in the air at the moment, so I'll just expect to move out in March to save myself disappointment.
Adios. | | comments: 1 comment or Leave a comment |
| | Current Music: | team sleep - elizabeth | | Subject: | Early days | | Time: | 08:33 am | | Current Mood: | loved |
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| So I'm up way before I normally would be.
Got some schtuff on my plate today. Gotta get a Mizzou driver's liscense, as my South Dakota one expires today, gotta drive to Lee's Summit and visit corporate care for my worker's comp. follow up, then I got to try to make it back here on time to get insurance paid (although that's not deathly important) and then go to work..
Well, that's not a lot, but it is a lot of driving, and I don't feel like driving while I'm on all these poisons.
I'd also like to state that Nicole is the greatest thing that has happened to me, ever. I can't believe I got lucky enough to find a love like this. She's sleeping right behind me now as I'm getting ready to walk out the door, and I feel horrible for leaving her without me to keep her warm. :-P | | comments: 4 comments or Leave a comment |
| | Current Music: | Shadows Fall - A Fire In Babylon | | Time: | 03:57 pm | | Current Mood: | ![[mood icon]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/classic/tired.gif) tired |
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| Nicole and I spent the evening at the Independence mall. I bought a pair of what RicHard would call "girl pants". Throw a bandana in the back pocket and I'll be indie-rock......
..well, not really at all. Just jeans that actually fit me.
Neither one of us can handle being around large crowds of stupid people for too long, so when it was time to leave, there was no question.
Bryan and Troy met us there, and their goofy asses kept us giggling for a while. Then we headed over to Troy's, then ate at IHOP.
Headed back to troy's watched the Family Guy Movie, and I drank a 3 year old can of surge. Still good as ever. :-P
all in all it was a pretty chill night. Just makes me love nicole more because I was as comfortable as I could possibly be with her by my side. It was nice to be in the middle of civilization, but not really have any worries or appointments. Bryan and Troy are kinda "fly by the seat" guys anyway..
I can't think of anything else to say. I feel like hell, but the spider bite is clearing up nicely.
I'm going to go shower and throw on that horrible explosive patch.
*ugh* | | comments: 1 comment or Leave a comment |
| | Current Music: | Van Hagar - Can't Stop Lovin' You | | Time: | 11:41 am | | Current Mood: | loved |
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| So Nicole tells me she's making me dinner last night, and when I get off work I get a call asking to pick up a bottle of wine from the grocery store.
I had a hunch, and I bought roses too. :-)
Turns out she made a candle-lit dinner with manicotti... The hopeless romantic in me is apparently alive and well, and I'm so glad she did this.
Nicole, I love you. | | comments: 1 comment or Leave a comment |
| | Current Music: | Guano Apes - Maria | | Time: | 12:12 am | | Current Mood: | ![[mood icon]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/classic/sad.gif) restless |
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| Daniel is currently unmotivated. I seriously feel like I've failed at something when in all actuality I've not attempted a damn thing.
It's an odd sensation to lose faith in your own abilities simply because you think they won't work.
Fucking job.
Fucking gah.
*slams head on desk*
I'm going to go sip some PBR and wait for the girlfriend to come home so I can hold her in my arms.
that always makes me feel better.
...I just hope it makes her feel better too. | | comments: 1 comment or Leave a comment |
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