Micah

SHATDAY

Sun, 03 Oct 2004 21:15:53 GMT

As I type this I am sitting on the trunk of my car in the parking lot of the "Ranch House Restaurant", a roadside cafe unfathomably stereotypical of roadside cafes along the highway. I sit here not of my own volition, but rather because a sparkplug BLEW OUT of my engine. That's right, popped clean out. So I managed to pull off 15 right to this parking lot, and I now have a 30-45 minute wait for AAA to come and, theoretically, tow my car to a station because GOD KNOWS they can't put in a sparkplug for me.

When I got here an older fellow wandered over and said "Spark plug blow?" "...?" "Yeah, there she is *pointing*. You're probably just gonna need to screw that back in, yup, be right on your way again. Thanks, old guy. At this point another, different old guy, apparently a diesel tech, wanders over, makes small talk, and actually pulls out the plug. "Yeah, see it's broken. Never was put in right, that's why she blew... Wasn't screwed in the whole way!" "I see... No surprise." "Yeah, I normally have my tools in my car, but I'm in my daughter's car today... otherwise I'd fix you right up." Wow, also, thanks old guy.

I really enjoy friendly people, I don't often get to meet any.

Hey, neat, someone from AAA just called to clarify my location and tell me he knows Exactly where it is because he lives in this area.

I sincerely doubt that will take care of my problem, but it's nice to know they at least know where I am.

I count it amongst the nicer things that at the very least it is a small problem and that it will be cheap and easy to fix - well, easy, I have yet to see if/when I will have to shell over cash to someone, although I kinda feel it's inevitable. If they tow me to a service station I am guaranteed to have to pay some cashings, and frankly I just don't have cashings to be spending.

I went inside the diner/restaurant and bought a soda. It's a good soda.

That bee is back.

It's a nice day out, I'm ge- go away, bee - I'm getting some sun and I'm finally getting to write a bit, which I am happy about. The subject matter, well, not so much. But the experience is good.

Holy shit, there are dogs in this SUV next to me! Where's that piece of shit that left those dogs in the SUV so they could go get a reuben? Yukon XL Denali, my ass, poor dogs. It's hot in the sun. One of them is whining. Hold on, I'ma go check the back of the car, I have a theory. Wow, no "Support our Troops" ribbons. Suprising, I could have almost guaranteed there'd be one.

Soda supply dangerously low.

The bee is fighting himself in the mirror. He's like a little Don Quixote, tilting at windmills and the like. You know, but without the moral lessons or chivalry or such. I wish he had a little helmet and such. However now he is just being annoying and attempting to enter my shirt or hide behind my glasses.

I'm desperately trying to figure out why it's always SUVs with the "Support our Troops" ribbons and such adorning them. I guess they just want lower gas prices. P.S. 1.95.9/gal.

Woops, tow truck.

Come on, throw me a bone!

Fri, 30 Jul 2004 01:06:25 GMT

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Hahaha YES

Sun, 25 Jul 2004 02:08:04 GMT

Based on the lj interests lists of those who share my more unusual interests, the interests suggestion meme thinks I might be interested in
1. sex score: 4
2. penny arcade score: 4
3. monty python score: 3
4. mst3k score: 3
5. sarcasm score: 3
6. nerdcore score: 3
7. they might be giants score: 3
8. video games score: 3
9. gaming score: 3
10. theater score: 2
11. women score: 2
12. tool score: 2
13. kissing score: 2
14. pirates score: 2
15. maynard james keenan score: 2
16. ninjas score: 2
17. eddie izzard score: 2
18. douglas adams score: 2
19. humor score: 2
20. movies score: 2

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Fri, 16 Apr 2004 01:02:15 GMT

Top Hat: $22.85
Cane: $6.00
Tuxedo: $90.54
Haircut: $10.00

Looking Fucking AWESOME: Priceless

Tue, 27 Jan 2004 18:17:44 GMT

It's my 18th birthday.

And I'm sitting here, alone. My mother won't let me leave the house because "she'd worry" (because of the snowy weather)

I am fucking 18 - TODAY - and I am sitting here fucking alone, bored out of my skull, while some of my friends get together to play games and have fun.

happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me.....

Thanks, mom, for ruining the very last day of my childhood. You sure are thorough.

OBLIGATORY

Fri, 26 Dec 2003 00:57:26 GMT

100 CD-Rs and Cases (desperately needed, I just ran out)
4 T-shirts and a shirt-shirt (I'm satisfied with my current arsenal of shirts, but my mom feels "holes" in "shirts" are "bad")
Annual Hess Truck to add to collection
Asston of Money (what I really asked for - saving for collegiate expenses*)
'lectric Razor (lots of men bitch about these, but I figure if I start from the get-go I'll cope well)
Various Gift Certificates for Caffeine and Gasoline

All in all a very practical Christmas, but it's good - frankly, I have enough "stuff", but it's the things you take for granted that you miss most when they're gone.

*yes, this includes an uber gaming rig I am building

Thu, 11 Dec 2003 04:01:25 GMT

This place is no good

i have to get out

Sun, 07 Dec 2003 02:07:33 GMT

Based on my own esperiences, I present a short, very informal

Everyone makes mistakes. There's no way around them; and the worst kind always come with the opposite sex. Some people get lucky, though, and you know who I mean - the high school relationships that never end, the one concrete couple that everyone can take as a given through their high school career. They're always together, always in love - they will have fights, possibly a small breakup in the middle, and god only knows how many times they'll share tears. In the end, Suzy Smith and Johnny Johnson become the hit marriage of the decade.

Reality, however, has a much sicker sense of humour. The average person is given a very unique mental hang-up - they continually choose the type of person with whom they will never be happy. I'm no exception - my illness is particularly severe, in fact. The ladies in my past are basically summed up by these two words: Batshit insane. I mean it - let's take a look. Within them, there are two subcategories, exact opposite of one another.

There was the pious girl, trying to retain her strong moral sense while riding an emotional rollercoaster requiring me to pull the proverbial razorblade from her wrist every other day. This one was particularly heinous, because I couldn't escape - I felt bad about even considering leaving someone who needed so much emotional support. I couldn't cope with pulling one of Christopher Reeves' wheels off, frankly. I spent seven months with her, trying each day to permanently pull her to a level of happiness, or at the very least contentedness. Finally I gave up and pulled a full speed retreat from Der Depressenheim, and I really don't regret it, even if she otherwise was a decent person.

On the other hand, we find the community wishing well - everyone's put something in. My first encounter with the Whore of Babylon was in the sixth grade. That's right, elementary school. Needless to say, I was NOT equipped for this - pre-pubescent, introverted nerd, 11 years old and scared to death. Of course, meeting her family took some of the mystery out of it - the Clampetts tend to mature faster, as I hear. More recently, there was a girl who, I believe, secretes more pheromones than the combined cast of the movie "Porky's". That's what got me - I mean, that and her constantly grabbing my buttocks in a manner not indicative of dislike, to say the least. It sank in to me to get out, and I did, and it was just in time. She later informs me I was the only boyfriend she never cheated on, and two days after our split she gave a dual hand job after classes. This is a regular occurrence; I feel unclean talking about her now. Please, kill me.

Nobody can be unlucky forever, though. The law of odds is always in play, even if it's hiding behind trees pointing at you and laughing most of the time. It came to bear for me just recently, in the form of a girl. Her name is Hope - an open if I've ever heard one and promising at that. What's different here is a crucial element of my previous relationships was missing - the part where I made the choice. That's right, Hope was a blind date, and I could kiss the girl who set us up.

Would you like to know my magical secret that tells me this is different than previous times? It's the contentment. It's the tension. It's a multitude of tiny emotions and events and sights and smells that combine to create a feeling deep in me that I cannot shake, and wouldn't if I could. It's a slow and steady creation of a deep relationship that I never, ever want to lose. Is it love? I don't know - how can I say? You never know when love hits or what it is; it just is, and you know it only when it happens. When you can't bear to be parted, when the simplest things like the first sight of her or the sound of their voice or a small note can make an entire day worth living... that's when you know.

This has gone on long enough, don't you think? I feel I'm boring you, and I've already kept you long enough. Just meditate on the lessons I've learned - I may be far from worldly, and the antithesis of a great thinker, but some things are universal, timeless, ageless - and beautiful.

It's rough, informal, and slightly crude - but to the point. I felt the need to write, this is what came out.

Fri, 05 Dec 2003 20:04:15 GMT

So today, I'm driving down the road in the snow, which we just got a fair dusting of and it's still coming down. Anyway, I get to this corner and I'm about to pull a Dukes of Hazzard around a telephone pole when I see a cat on the side of the road. It's just sittin' there, staring at me and I think it might have been next to a piece of beef but I didn't take notice.

Point is, he looked cold. So, being the nice guy I am, I stopped and let the cat in the car to warm up and be all comfy-like. He's shaking, which doesn't surprise me, given it's 27 MILLION below zero. His eyes are wide open and darting around, and he sort of growls a lot. It's not really a growl, but it's that weird sound cats make when you feed them Jalapenos or something.

Anyway, about 10 minutes later, I look at him and he looks up at me and we stare for a few seconds, and then he bursts into flames.

I grab my coat and start frantically beating this cat trying to extinguish his charring kitty limbs, and he's wailing and screaming (which every now and then sounded a bit like "Dueling Banjos") and next thing I know I've swerved into the opposite lane and this Mac Truck jackknifes right in front of us, spilling his tanker full of Milk all over the place and sliding into an orphanage.

Long story short, I'll never forget the day I shared smoothies with a burnt cat and all the little residents of St. Mary of the Holy Visigoth's Living Words Orphanage, and we laughed and sang and danced till our hearts nearly exploded.

I hope I get a medal or something from PETA. They like this kind of stuff, makes 'em feel all warm and punitive inside.

Mon, 10 Nov 2003 03:34:47 GMT

Omigod Omigod Omigod Omigod Omigod Omigod Omigod Omigod Omigod

Girlfriend = Lord of the Rings fan
Girlfriend = Lover of all same candies, nuts, icecreams as myself
Girlfriend = Smart, nice, and all other personality traits one finds desireable
Girlfriend = Very attractive

Me = Happy as a (friggen) clam

Sun, 19 Oct 2003 03:18:33 GMT





	
	
	
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Hell yeah

Thu, 02 Oct 2003 01:17:49 GMT

I should run for Governor too... but noone would vote for me, noone likes me and I'm dumb and my mom is so mean

Oi.... Fucking weird

Tue, 16 Sep 2003 00:44:44 GMT

Lasers Hurt: Hello
Woman: Hey.
Woman: Whos this?
Lasers Hurt: I was about to ask the same thing. You IMed me about 1-2 weeks ago, said "Hey", and that was it.
Woman: Hmm..I find that hard to believe.
Woman: Never saw your screen name before.
Lasers Hurt: But it is so true.
Lasers Hurt: Do you have siblings or misceivous friends?
Woman: however theres someone with the screen name pinkiejo
Woman: so hmm...
Woman: none that would have the password.
Lasers Hurt: Do they have names?
Lasers Hurt: Or rather, I should ask do you live in the south-central PA area?
Woman: Yes.
Woman: Yea.
Woman: So who are you?!!
Lasers Hurt: I'm Mike. Mike McMullen.
Woman: ...From...what area?
Lasers Hurt: Red Lion
Woman: age..?
Lasers Hurt: 17
Lasers Hurt: And yourself? Any names/regions/ages yourself?
Woman: Yeah..but wait how did you get this sn.
Lasers Hurt: Because it IMed me about a week and a half ago.
Woman: no no.
Lasers Hurt: Dude, I'm not making this up. What's the likelihood I randomly picked a SN for someone from my area who I don't know to IM?
Lasers Hurt: But really. What's your name? Or at least, do you live in the red lion area?
Woman: Yeah I'm weireded out.
Woman: Yes.
Lasers Hurt: But you won't tell me who this is?
Woman: No.
Lasers Hurt: Not even a first name?
Woman: Sorry dont flatter yourself,...I wouldnt im you.
Woman: no.
Lasers Hurt: It's not flattery, alright? It's an anonymous IM that I recieved, and I really just wanted to figure out who it was
Lasers Hurt: Do you have a boyfriend? Maybe it was him, i know him? I don't Fsking know. I have a log, if you don't believe me.
Woman: look you are convinced I imed you..I wouldnt..no boyfriend, and why the heck do you keep a log or is that the cool thing to do?
Lasers Hurt: The program logs automatically
Woman: Right.
Lasers Hurt: Ugh. Fine, screw it. I'll just see who looks at me like a retarded chimpanzee at school, and assume it's you.
Woman: Sure..actually i dont even know you
Woman: i had to look you up in the year book
Woman: and i know i never saw you
Woman: nor would i talk to you
Lasers Hurt: What year are you in?
Woman: jr
Lasers Hurt: I see, so you're a pretentious bitch as well...
Woman: Yes.
Woman: Sure am.
Lasers Hurt: Well, whatever floats your boat. I'll just be sure to scrawl it on your wall in blood after I knock out your teeth with a ballpeen hammer and skullfuck you into oblivion.
Woman: you are too weird for me
Woman: leave me alone
Lasers Hurt: But you're just right for me. Come on over, my basement's nice. I have a great S + M dungeon
Woman: my friend just said you are a nerd...thats an understatement.
Lasers Hurt: I just want to touch your hair
Lasers Hurt: I'll give you 20 for a pair of your panties
Woman: ok you are just a sick, dirty kid, leave me alone, i dont know you
Lasers Hurt: PLEASE! LOVE ME! I JUST WANT TO TOUCH!
Lasers Hurt: You have skin like a porcelain doll.
Woman: oops i xed that out
Woman: what did you say?
Lasers Hurt: I made a startlingly refreshing postulate on the nature of mankind on the whole and the societal implications of human interaction in the matters of the Sea Otter.
Woman: you are a creepy kid.
Woman: go away.
Lasers Hurt: Touch me where I pee!
Woman: eeeeewwwwww
Lasers Hurt: I shaved it to look like a cat, for you.

Tue, 09 Sep 2003 21:25:52 GMT

Just found out my car repairs are going to be well over 700 dollars, as estimated so far.

Well, God, there we go. Fuck me in the ass as thoroughly as possible. Couldn't stop at giving me physical ticks and defects, mental shortcomings, and social lackings - throw financial liquidation in there too! WOO-FUCKING-HOOO

If I weren't to lazy to kill myself, I might seriously consider it.

A dream

Mon, 25 Aug 2003 01:02:07 GMT

I had a fantastic dream the other night. It was so beautiful in its simplicity and joy.

A little bit ago, I asked this fantastic girl I know if she wanted to go out sometime, and she said she'd think about it. (Ee had just finished a heavy conversation about her Ex, so bear that in mind.) I chose to be optimisitic.

Now, the dream.

I ran into her at work, and she stopped me and said she'd like to go out sometime.

That was it.

Yeah, that was a good dream...

coughripoffcough

Mon, 18 Aug 2003 02:04:48 GMT

Democrats
Circle I Limbo

Parents who bring squalling brats to R-rated movies
Circle II Whirling in a Dark & Stormy Wind

Republicans
Circle III Mud, Rain, Cold, Hail & Snow

George Bush
Circle IV Rolling Weights

Goths
Circle V Stuck in Mud, Mangled

River Styx

Riceboys
Circle VI Buried for Eternity

River Phlegyas

Hipsters
Circle VII Burning Sands

Feminists
Circle IIX Immersed in Excrement

Emo Kids
Circle IX Frozen in Ice

Design your own hell

Thu, 14 Aug 2003 20:08:46 GMT

Just to Note: Computer still fried. All good data backed up on other drive, so I just need to get me some work done on my other drive. Maybe then I can boot! Yay!

Scheduuule

Tue, 12 Aug 2003 18:14:57 GMT

Period 1: AP English - Suppa
Period 2: Semester 1, Days 1-4: Study Hall. Day 5: AP Physics
Semester 2, Days 1-2: Gym, Days 3-4: Study Hall, Day 5: AP Physics
Period 3: AP Physics - Smith
Period 4: Latin 3 - Milburn
Period 5: Semester 1: Lunch, Semester 2: C++ - Hively
Period 6: Semester 1: Days 1-3, Study Hall. Days 4-5, Gym. Semester 2: Lunch
Period 7: World Cultures - Danner
Period 8: Cisco II - Neff

What the fuck? All those study halls? And where's my web design? And can you make it jump around any more? I have a call to make.

Edit: Apparently, the counselors aren't in this week either, so I can't do crap for crap about it. SUNUVA.

Werd.

Mon, 09 Jun 2003 22:55:18 GMT





	
	
	
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Wed, 26 Feb 2003 19:34:56 GMT

That is our current terror alert status. Watch for updates!

Wed, 05 Feb 2003 22:59:33 GMT

Knowledgeable -
You know all the tricks, you just haven't used
them. You can talk big, but that doesn't change
the fact that you're inexperienced. You haven't
had the chance yet to put all you've learned up
to the test. You probably spend time online
having cyber sex and looking at porn and
hentai. You really should get out in the world
before your sexual frustration catches up with
you. So get out there and get some in the field
training already!

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Thu, 23 Jan 2003 23:07:03 GMT

Mon, 20 Jan 2003 18:51:50 GMT

Maht's party was fun last night/this morning. Good people, good fun. Cept for that thing, with the stuff.

Oh, and Maht, hope you're feeling better.

Thanks for the ride again, Allison.

*sets up risk board* I will crush you.

Going to work soon/now. Won't be back before nine, so see most of you tomorrow.

Wed, 08 Jan 2003 03:00:22 GMT

Damn snow day messed with my talking-to-people schedule...

I got to talk to Allison a good bit during the morning/day, that was nice, but noone in my evening routine.. Ah well. Tomorrow.