i set out to get a bunch of stuff done, this weekend. i wanted to do some writing. i meant to check up on the status of some amp repairs i'm having done. i should have encoded a new oxes show i got for transmission3000.

but what i ended up doing is seeing lost in translation, doing a whole lot of drinking, spent saturday farting around town with brooksie and then going to see my morning jacket rock their hearts out, last night.

and now i'm sitting here at work, almost ready to clock out for the day (night), feeling tired and down about just about everything. i never seem to get anything done. hell…even this post is feeling rather half baked. i've been feeling trapped by every little thing, lately. i've felt like i need to find the reset button on my life and press it a few good times.

just for the sake of argument, though….lost in translation was good. incredibly good. probably the best movie i've seen all year. funny and heartwrenching at the same time. if you haven't seen it yet…do so asap.

this work week seems to have really flown by. i couldn't be happier about it, either. i was actually thinking of calling in to have a three day weekend, but i opted not to. i'll play that car when the girl gets back into town. i'm really looking forward to just relaxing over the next couple of days, though.

of course…not much relaxing will probably happen, with these retarded painters that are painting our building. these bastards were outside my third floor window at 9am, this morning, hammering on the window frames, drilling at god knows what, and yelling at each other about cigarettes. i was tempted to open the window and shove one of the stupid motherfuckers right off the scaffolding. they also somehow managed to knock out my phone jack at some point, yesterday. i would imagine that it happened sometime around the erection of said scaffolding. i now have to go downstairs to use the phone. delightful. i will be having a conversation with the landlords tomorrow, hoping to get that fixed.

at some point this week, i cooked up a master plan to start going to bed earlier. i realized that there was no real reason for me to be awake until 5:30am every night (morning) and then sleep right up until i have to come into work. in the past week i have accomplished going to bed before that time a grand total of…one time. and i still slept until 1:30pm, so i guess it really doesn't count. damn.

today at work i had to talk to a guy that sounded exactly like ned flanders. it was incredibly hard to not bust out laughing the entire time. poor bastard.

it's been a long week and a short weekend. i ended up heading out to the girl's parents' house to spend the weekend with her. this thing with her living out of town is starting to get to me. either way, i got to spend some good time with her and had a couple of good homecooked meals. i never realized how much i like turkey burgers. add a little a1 sauce and it's heaven on a bun.

now i'm back at home. back at home means back at work. and that's where the grey weight of monotony weighs in. i wouldn't mind my job so much if i didn't have to come here every day…

last night i got hungry, and since it was really late (3am) i was limited in my choices of what to go get to eat. since i'm sick and tired of taco bell, i opted for steak 'n' shake. well…this didn't turn out to be such a great idea. i pull up to the little speaker thing and notice that they don't have an overhang over the ordering station. since it was pouring down rain, this ended up being a pretty bad thing. i kept trying to order a turkey melt and the girl taking my order kept insisting that i ordered a turkey club. at some point she actually had me ordering a turkey melt and a turkey club. splendid. after about the fourth repeat of my order i stopped and asked her…

"you do realize that it's pouring down rain out here and i am getting incredibly wet, right?"

i repeated my order one last time and was surprised as shit when i got to the window and she actually got it right. i pulled the cherry off my shake and threw it on the ground right outside the drive-thru window in a weak display of defiance.

i saw once upon a time in mexico a couple of weeks ago. it was pretty good.

the new hey mercedes record is good, as well.

other than that? i got nothin'.

okay…i can't seem to follow through on my promises to update this thing more often. work's been busy, i've been busy with other stuff, blah blah blah, generic excuse, whatthefuckever, etc. either way, here i am attempting an update. let's see how it goes…

i really don't have a clue what all has gone on since my last post. i know that billy and kevin left for tour (europe with elliott) yesterday. i hope they have a ton of fun. with them gone and the girlfirned spending the next month at her parents' house, that leaves me with no one to hang out with through the week aside from my cat and brooksie. i guess i'll get a lot of reading and videogame playing done. i'm working on a few writing projects, so maybe i'll be able to make myself finish those up…

margaret cho has a blog. margaret cho is funny. so is her blog.

i was really sad to find out that johnny cash had passed away. the girlfriend and i were actually just talking about him getting released from the hospital the day before. it certainly was a shitty way to start the weekend. i ended up down at the bar most of the day, drinking with my cousin, saluting him in the only way we really knew how.

new fugazi show up over at transmission3000. it's from 1999, but it'll blow your socks off. download it asap.