Drag Your Feet Through Hollow Streets

Dog Day Sunrise, Every Day Of My Life

I fixed the scripts; it has to do with a--I dunno what it's called, not an inclusion, but a--a--GRR! Told you I dunno what it's called ;^P

Anyhow, it's basically once again a case of "if you don't watch it reeeeeeally carefully, the whole thing will backfire on you." Y'know, in that respect I'm really starting to hate the Internet. It's supposed to all be so "easy" and "instant", and then you find out it isn't.

Much as with "instant" coffee and "instant" dinners. Take that Prego Pasta Bake Sauce , for instance. You STILL have to add water and you STILL have to wait like an hour for it to cook. And here I thought the word "instant" meant "right away". Guess I don't know my own language very well. Not that that makes me much different from the rest of America. =^P

I could wax political--if I could be bothered to. Which I can't. Geez. I've been sitting at this thing since 4:30 AM, listening to the same five or six mp3s over and over...
Html, mp3s, CSS, blogs, linking within a blog post, pretending I know what the hell I'm doing when I really don't have a clue...I'm Johnny (Janey?) Come Lately to everything, just about. And I tend to stick around long after the whatever-it-is has ceased to be cool...

Hence my ongoing obsession with Mortal Kombat. My favorite character (that'd be the gal in purple with the slightly drunk expression on her face ;^P) is "dead", and still I keep crawling back and back and back for more. Demented, ain't it?

Scarier still is Captain EO. STOP that snickering!

I'm constantly one step behind, yet hopelessly addicted to the lure of instant everything . (Actually, I'll have you know, instant coffee is absolutely vile. But the graphic was eye-catching. =^P)

Somebody I know called me an apple-pie American. Wtf? I hate network TV and ugly imported crapola too much to be American, LoL. And apple-pie grosses me out. =^P

Dr. Jheti's Cure For Reality (Or, How I Learned To Stop Worrying And Love "Da Bomb") :

Sit down in a dark room with all the windows closed. Fight the overwhelming urge to go sit at your computer, and simply relax on the floor or a comfy chair instead.

If on the floor, sit Indian-style and do the little meditating/yogi stereotypical thingy with your fingers. If you don't know what I'm talking about, then fake it. ;^)

Shut your eyes and take deep breaths until you begin to feel lightheaded, and/or until you are on the verge of hyperventilating.

Once you have accomplished this, chant slowly to yourself the following mantra: "I will be cool someday, I will be cool someday, I will be cool someday."

When you are tired of this riduculous farce, rise up, open the windows and go do whatever it is you normally do. I swear your life will never be the same again ;^D

--This Message Has Been Brought To You By Another Instant Product of Some Sort--

Soundtrack: "Can't Stand Losing You" --The Police

Test Number Two

But Once The Seem Is Cut

You'll Find Out What is Learned

Been too long. Shall I give you the abridged version? Very well.

A friend of ours had her only car break down on her.

She was then affected by an escalating series of financial mishaps, only to recieve relief a day late and a dollar short, leaving her without a home.

Shortly thereafter, she and her two cats moved into the spare bedroom.

Then our car broke down.

Then the clothes drier went kaput. Which means I've spent the last three or four days hanging linens in the hot sun.

Our car, despite repair and an oil change, has developed two other chronic ailments.

Did I mention I have a sunburn? Now I really look red. *Scowling at the mirror* How, paleface ;^P

On top of all this, I'm being offered "comfort" by the Empress. --"If your father pushes you it is because he loves you..."

Oooh. *Flinches* She's digging for blood, alright.--I wonder if she'll find a major artery >;^)

If he pushes me, then why is it so awful for me to push back? I thought it was a sign of "love".

And now you come back and hold my mind
You try to make me look good
You know I just don't have the time
I never ever understood...

("Comin' Back", The Crystal Method)

I could go on and on like that, but why? Besides, the more you say, the more it can be used against you. And here people think I don't know what's going on. Pffft. I have a built-in shit detector that tells me when it's about to hit the fan.

Duck and cover, boys and girls ;^P

Lucky me--I have a fallout shelter >=^D

I'm speaking metaphorically here, OK? Gimme a break :^P

Do you bury me when I'm gone
Do you teach me while I'm here
Just as soon as I belong
Then it's time I Disappear...

Just as soon as I belong
Then it's time I Disappear..."

Hey Jheti, do you ever think your incessant martyrdom annoys people?

JHETI: Couldst be. 'Tis possible. But then, as they say in Earth Realm, who givest a flying f*ck? *Smiles beatifically*

Soundtrack for this entry: Freedom or Fire--Fear Factory