currently watching… some weird mystery show on the hallmark channel. “murder she wrote” is on next, heh.
thursday, august 16th, 2007
got my magazines back today — only 35 of them, but they look ama-freaking-zing!!!!!!! on the downside, though, i have to print more asap… blargh!
this past week lenny and i played like 13 hours of “guild 2″ because we finally got the shit working. and it was most exciting. that game is micro-management death, though, but it seems hard as hell to program (not that i know anything about programming) but everyone in the game has their own artificial a.i. and every computer character that you don’t control still interacts with one another. basically the point is your family has to win via violence, politics, or economic means and wipe out all the other families. werd.
we’ve also finally been playing a little bit of “company of heroes,” which is, of course, always great!
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friday, august 17th, 2007
after work, went with hsuhan and rachel to what was supposed to be the mf doom show. he actually was replaced by redman, though… i don’t know why! sean cee was spinning that night. they had the most annoying announcer who kept interrupting everyone. bleh. redman was a lot better than anticipated. the show was “sneaker pimps,” sponsored by k-swiss, and basically they get a bunch of shoes painted by artists and stuff. parskid was there painting a giant shoe. like, it was huge! it sucked because i brought my camera but i forgot to bring a memory card with it, so i didn’t get to get any shots of it. bleh. was going to for magazine purposes but i guess i ended up paying $18 just for the entertainment. the MC was a fucking idiot and sucked ass. he kept calling parskid “mars one” HAHHAHAHA and sean cee “c - something” (who is actually sean’s friend from texas). what an idiot. after the set, redman sat on stage smoking a blunt. hah. rachel got her shoe signed by him and i gave him my business card and told him to check the mag. i doubt if he will. but we’ll see. all these hoes were scribbling their numbers on his hand. like he’s going to call your ass. haha. he’s funny though — he was high as fuck and at one point he put a towel on his head AND put on a hoodie and looked ridiculous. he also had this fat gold chain which he kept taking off and people would get all excited thinking he was going to throw it out, but really he’d just flip it over and put it back on. again and again. HAHAHAHAHA. most funny.
afterwards we went to purple dot, which was alright… i think they switched a chef or something because shit doesn’t taste the same lately… but i’m not sure.
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saturday, august 18th, 2007
lenny and i were supposed to wake up and go to fort casey but as usually we got up too late. bleh. i woke up at eight am too because aeryn came over because he had to get a tape recorder before warped tour, but still, tried to take a short nap and get up again and it just didn’t happen. i don’t know why i need to sleep so much these days. it’s weird.
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sunday, august 19th, 2007
again was going to go to fort casey but the weather was bad when we woke up in the morning so we decided not to go. instead, there was a fucking poop nightmare at lenny’s mom’s house. omfg. lewis and taylor ran upstairs and i guess taylor was in the middle of pooping and decide to give a shake (the kind a dog does after being wet) and poop went flying all over the carpet, wall, clothes, backpacks, bedsheets, everything, everything, everything!!!!! … everything!! and it wasn’t the dry kind of poop — it was like the consistency of dog food. it was gross. disgusting. had to wash a load of clothes after that, heh, and get the carpet cleaned, and windex the walls… then i gave taylor a bath and it’s the first time i’ve given a dog a bath but i got soaking wet because he kept trying to escape. that bitch. and then somehow in that process i got poop all over my pants. blarghhhhh!!!!!! but i didn’t know it yet. so i went downstairs and all i could smell was poop for some reason. bleh! lenny let lewis outside and then as lewie was coming in i saw his ass and it was covered with poopy! covered!!! so we’re like AAAHHH! and lenny took lewis to get a bath. i was like, “no wonder i smelled poop!” and then i put some clothes in the laundry and then looked at my pants halfway thru the laundry being done and finally saw that i had poop on my pants. and again i was like, “no wonder i smelled poop!” it was a nightmare. stupid dumb dogs. taylor is such an idiot. he was like running around in circles after i gave him a bath, chasing his own tail and barking at it, and then smelled lenny’s mom’s clothes and just peed on it. not a moment of thought. so bizarre. i don’t understand at all. then later i was eating pizza and watching “survivorman” and all i could do was get dog hair on my pizza and in my mouth. i’m not even sure how that happens — i never even put down the fucking pizza, i was holding it the whole time. bleaghhhh!! no doggies for me for a little bit lol. at least not long-haired ones. or idiots. sick.

(poop shown is about … 1/4 of the poop that was splattered across the room… and splattered is probably the best description for it too!)