i am counting the minutes as they slowly tick by in this place called work. it's become a general slackfest around here, and most of my coworkers have already left for the day. why have i not left, you might ask? well…it's because i supposedly work a much later shift than everyone else, although i rarely stay here for the duration anymore. and do you really think i'm going to today? the day before i blow this pop stand for the better part of a week? yeah…keep thinking that.

so i'm really getting spooked about the availability of tickets for this here show. i haven't been abusing the grand and wonderful power that is transmission3000, lately. i only tend to do that here in town. okay. i've finally admitted it. i only started that damn site for two reasons: to get free recordings of bands and to get in free to shows. i'm a cheap, selfish bastard. sue me.

and in closing, i am completely elated to have rediscovered mark driver. i first found his writings back in '96 and i was completely blown away. this guy is the reason i ever got an itch to write for the web. you should check him out.

i'm gone.

it's my last day at work for a while. i'm taking a little mini vacation to go up to chicago for a long weekend. i'm really happy about getting out of town. i love living where i do, but i really like hitting the road. or the airways, as the case may be. i've never flown before, so this should be quite an experience. my main plan of action is to cue up something rockin' on the minidisc player and zone out. maybe catch a quick nap. anything but pay attention as i plunge to my fiery death.

it sounds like hey mercedes is gonna save some tickets for the kids coming in from out of town. that's really swell of those guys. but that makes me think…i'm flying up for this shindig, and i don't have a ticket. i won't get into town until late in the evening tomorrow night, so what if it sells out before then?

well i'm keeping my fingers crossed on this whole bank thing today. it looks like some of my cross deposit, heading off transactions shenanigans are working. this is a good thing. i really don't want to be poor before i even get paid. but this entire plan hinges on getting paid today. a day early. but since i don't work on fridays, this is a normal occurrence. damn…i'm really sweatin' this.

i'm really tired again today. i plan on getting plenty of sleep tonight, though. it looks like i'll toddle home fairly smashed tonight. tonight has the notoriety of being both my last night in town and the rumored last night that dedden's will be open. if you actually read any of these posts, or perhaps paul's log, you know that dedden's is our favorite little watering hole. it seems they got bought by a bunch of argentineans that want to open a nice restaurant there. big bummer. tonight we celebrate, tonight we mourn.

we've reached the conclusion that when you work for an isp and you can't get your email to work…this is not a "good thing." this is actually kinda stupid. as a matter of fact…nothing works around here today. no email, no nothin'. oh well. explorer works, therefore i have blogger, therefore i have happiness.

another near miss for today: moby almost produced the next guns and roses album. i don't know if this is a good near miss or a bad one.

since i'm actually not doing any work today, i'm actually catching up on my web reading. in my travels i've found some rough information about the iron man and daredevil movies. they're both looking to be pretty interesting, but my bet is that we see an x-men sequel or the incredible hulk movie before we see either of these. [all links courtesy of ain't it cool news]

damn those girls. you make a decision to be in a really shitty mood about things, and all they have to do is say one or two really sweet things and you're sitting there with a dopey-ass grin on your face.

this post's title courtesy of jack saturn.

on the way into work today, i was thinking about one of indie-rock's biggest near misses. a long time ago, there was this band slint. this band slint released what is quite possibly the best record ever, entitled spiderland. on the back of said record it had a comment about their search for a female vocalist. well they got contacted (by many people, i would assume) by none other than miss polly jean harvey. she tried out (as the story goes) but slint ended up breaking up, so the issue was moot. can you imagine how amazing that would have been? i am consistently amazed by pj harvey's song writing ability, and if those talents had been combined with slint? sometimes fate really pisses me off…

well today's post is brought to you by my complete inability to handle money. i'm really going to have to install quicken and stop trying to keep my balances in my head. i can barely remember where i left my work id when i get up in the morning…what makes me think i can keep a bank balance mentally? not so good, al.

this post is also brought to you by the greatest website ever created: spellcheck.net. it's been saving my ass lately, and i don't think i could live without it.

i am so gonna blow out of this city friday evening. i'm gonna get on a plane and leave my worries far behind. i've never flown before, but i don't even care at this point. i'm gonna take the minidisc player, throw the phones on, and lose myself in some tunes until that sucker touches down in the windy city. and my troubles will immediately dissolve. just melt right away. and i will be really, really cold. but that's beside the point. i'll be happy to get out of town. and that's all that really matters.

so we've got a near miss and a lesson learned. not bad for a wednesday morning.

in the words of paul: "that is so hot."

i got laundry done today. this seems to be the only big accomplishment that i can speak of. i didn't get out of bed until 1:30 this afternoon, and i felt great about it. when it gets on into these cold winter months, i usually find it hard to come up with a reason to get out of bed. aside from the usual ones like work and going to the bathroom, of course. but it's my day off, so i have an excuse.

are you wearing a wire? reached the one month mark last friday. in the short month that it's been in existence, it's become one of my first few stops of the day when i'm doing that initial bleary-eyed browsing. so congratulations out to bob, pumpkin muffin, the good doctor, and even drunk henderson. here's to many more months.

that said, i haven't really been doing too much browsing lately. but this weblog has really evolved from a standard link and commentary site, so i don't feel so bad about that.

i'm heading up to chicago this weekend. it'll be my big winter vacation, so i'm pretty stoked. i plan on hanging out with everyone up there that i don't get to see very often. i'll be going to the big hey mercedes, faraquet, rocket from the crypt show on saturday, so i'll get to see and hang out with bob a bit. i'll of course get over to the home of the matts and make them into eatmoshits. they'll rue the day they messed with the big monkey. and i also plan on paying respects to my departed friend sebastian. the last two times i've been up there, i haven't been able to stop by the memorial, but i'm making time for it this weekend.

all this while jack sits at home.

have you ever had on of those days? where sleep seems like a distant memory? where it feels like you got up about a week ago? yeah. one of those days.

i've been napping off and on for two days now. and when i finally go to bed, it's only to get right back up and head out to work again. i just feel like i've been drilling myself into the ground lately and getting nothing accomplished. the pizza, beer, and webdesign evening turned out to be going to za's for calzones and a beer and talking about webdesign. once we got home, it was timsplitters all the way. the playstation 2 will end up being the bane of my existence.

so yeah. i'm off tomorrow. i'm probably not going to use that day to accomplish anything. i'm stating this in advance because i know i have a ton of shit to do to prepare for my big trip this weekend. i'll probably end up doing laundry tomorrow, if i'm lucky. other than that? i'll probably be a non-gettin' stuff done kinda dude.

i think i'm gonna put on fight club and fall asleep to it.

well i've been decidedly quiet today. i actually wrote about half a post earlier, but i decided to erase it. it was mainly a treatise on being tired. i am very very tired. as a matter of fact…i'm tired.

i actually went out to lunch with co-workers today. that's the first time i've done that since working here (aside from that time when jesse and i went out for sandwhiches, but that was in training), and it was actually pretty nice. maybe i'm making baby steps towards not being such an antisocial bastard. maybe.

and i bet if you did a word search through bipolar you'd find about a million uses of the word "antisocial" and its many derivatives. ho hum.

i'm off tomorrow and i've been batting around a few ideas for bipolar. it sounds like tonight is gonna be a pizza, beer, and webdesign night around the ol' apartment. fun will be had by all. you can peek in from time to time, if you so choose.

according to newaskew, the clerks animated dvd has received an "r" rating. i really can't wait for this thing to come out. in other kevin smith news, he's been writing a weekly column over at psycomic for about a month and a half now. it's giving a great, funny insider's view of the making of his new movie.

i know it's short, but i want to get the hell out of here. i'm sure i'll have something more interesting later…

post lunch. not quite as hungry anymore. now i'm just very, very sleepy. oh sleep…how i love thee…please don't try to escape me…

work is really starting to wear me down. under any normal circumstances, i'd be gone from here by now. i'd be home on the couch snoozing like a trooper. fate, you cruel, cruel bitch. why do you taunt me so?

i finally got around to watching gladiator last night. i bought it on dvd last week and last night was the first chance i had to watch it. i've seen it before, but the dvd transfer is really nice. it's only the second movie i've watched on the new ps2, and overall i'm pretty pleased with it's playback.

i was pleased to find out that the guys had a hootin' good time without me last night. there is some strange talk floating around about matt, lois, and the men's room urinal, though. this is quite unsettling.

okay…in my current caffeine fueled, sleep deprived state of mind…i have completely erased an entire post. i was curious as to what email address i had this silly blogger thing set up to use, and i forgot to post this two hour long dissertation on life and girls that i was working on. i am a fucking idiot. if someone would kindly do me a favor and shoot me, i would be very thankful.

it's sunday afternoon now. when i originally wrote this post it was sunday morning, but now it is afternoon. i am at work. my brain is melting. it's grey outside and it's doing that retarded non-rain misting thing. the one where it's not even prudent to put the delay on the windshield wipers, but you have to keep manually clicking the wipers on. annoyance from the very beginning.

i'm all jittery because of my massive coffee intake this morning on an empty stomach. i'll probably have to go get some food soon, or the coffee may try to eat me from the inside. that is not what one would call a "good thing."

i'm trying to hook guy up with his current makeout club crush. this girl is the entire reason he showed me the site in the first place. i'm not really interested in the makeout club, as a concept, but it's kinda like a car wreck. you just can't stop looking. i also apologize for calling the majority of the girls on the site "fat straightedge vegan girls." it isn't really fair, i guess. i just don't really find most of the girls on the site attractive in the slightest. aside from that frickin' hottie at the bottom of page 23…26 year-old indie chick? no backpack? so what if she has a boyfriend…

i'm seriously counting the minutes until i leave for chicago. i'm looking forward to spending a solid five days in the windy city. my kinda town. i'll probably freeze my little indie-rock, ohio valley ass off, but oh well…there are ways to stay warm. i'm flying up and i've never been on a damn plane my entire life. this is a big step for me…i'm kinda spooked. it doesn't help that every time i've ever gone to the airport to pick up a friend , i've looked out the windows and snickered at the southwest airlines planes. oh cruel fate! please keep me aloft!

i've come to the conclusion that my recent bout of antisocialism is due to the changing season. it's getting cold out and i'm getting lonely. i just get to the point where i want to be alone with my thoughts, drowning in my own misery. when i get to this point, there's no point in going out to the bars or wherever. i mean…i'm there with friends that i can hang out with in my home. paying exorbitant prices of beer for "atmosphere" is kinda beyond me, at that point. i mean, yeah, there are girls there, but i wouldn't talk to most of them even if i didn't have a girlfriend.

it's that time of week where i list the top 8 of the '87 accord. i won't be updating this list next week due to the fact that i'll be in chicago. so without further ado:

driver side:
faraquet – the view from this tower
faraquet – live (from transmission3000)
pj harvey – songs from the city, songs from the sea
radiohead – ok computer

passenger side:
miles davis – kind of blue
neurosis – sovereign
hey mercedes – live (from transmission3000)
jsbx – extra acme usa

yeah…there's a lot of the same cds on here from last week. i've just had very little time to actually listen to most of the cds i've purchased recently, that most of them haven't been rotated out yet. i'll probably update this list from the road with a list of all the new music i end up buying on the trip, so kyeo.

probably more later on today as i remember what else i wrote about in my lost post…

well i've successfully found the most inane website i've ever seen. thanks to guy kelly, i've been exposed to the makeout club. i've never seen a larger assortment of fat straightedge vegan girls. this is not what one would call a "good thing." guy is correct, though; there are a few cute girls on this site. but they all ruin it by coming up with completely retarded names like "endeavor" and "covenant" and surrounding them with giant Xs.

my profile that almost happened on the makeout club:
interests: drinking beer, eating chicken, and copious amounts of anal sex.
dislikes: everything else.

i don't think anyone would get the joke.

i didn't do much of anything tonight. this anti-social thing is kinda starting to get old. i was accused of making a "rare public appearance" last night when i was at the record store. people act like i'm fucking j.d. salinger or something. but maybe that's the way i'm acting lately…

i skipped my friend chad's birthday party thing tonight. there was gonna be lots of rock music and lots of beer. chad turned 30, and i'm happy he's made it this far. but i just wasn't up to being around a ton of people tonight. i'm supposed to be going bed early for work tomorrow, but we see how successful i am at that, huh?

it looks like i'm one of the rare few that actually decided to update their weblogs regularly over the weekend. aside from paul, but he hung out with me all weekend while matt was gone, so he has a good excuse to be bored and updating. but much thanks to the puffin for putting up with my shit and hanging out the whole time.

in less than a week i will be in cold chicago. the windy city. the place that occupies my mind more often than the bathroom. watching bands and snuggling up with someone who matters.

adieu.