let me tell you what the facts are!
it’s nearly midnight

tomorrow we are seeing The Protomen

here is what Tyrone has to say about The Protomen The Protomen are a
sigh and pull up pants
concept… band… based around Megaman
the videogame Megaman
it’s kinda like, I don’t know, I’m too tired to think of the words
it’s like a rock opera
they are a band based out of Nashville
and… uh…

he left the room

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dial-up sounds and Neopets

are basically what I remember from when I first began really using The Internet.

my parents got us a family computer when I was in the 6th grade and in true parent style it was a hunk of junk and something that my friends who knew me then still make fun of me for. guys I dated in highschool either spent their time fighting with me, on the phone with me troubleshooting my computer, and sitting in my parent’s basement trying to remove all the malware and trojans and misc viruses my brothers got from looking at pr0n irresponsibly (c’mon, I’ve never gotten one virus from that, once).

oh and deviantart too, I think. oh no, it was elfwood. wow, just checked out that site and it’s basically pictures of faeries and Middle Earth and stuff, don’t even click there it’s embarrassing I even went there. but aren’t most sites we visited when we were younger embarrassing?

case in point: I just showed Tyrone a picture of the Neopets site (I think) when I used to use it, in grade 8. it was freaking huge I tell you, we had to fight each other for computers to use at lunch so we could collect fake money and play stupid games like a Neopets version of Snake (which I was very, very good at).

can you believe I played something that looked like this? that the guys in my class played it, too??

what was wrong with us.

oh yeah, we were stupid kids.

in highschool things got marginally better. My friend Eric (remember him?) introduced me to ebaumsworld, boingboing and penny-arcade
(remember when they got sued by American Greetings for that Strawberry Shortcake parody?)
among other things. finally I was learning how to use that vast interconnected series of tubes -and I hadn’t even discovered online pr0n yet!

and with that came the days of Xanga, LiveJournal and DeadJournal (who had one of those?) blogging! everyone had one! back before we knew how to insert photos or do anything but complain about that bitch you saw while your mom was picking you up from the mall with your friends after you blew all your money (15$) at Sirens (if you were a sloot) or Frenzee (if you went to raves like I did)

yes I went to raves, but that was back before they got disgusting and sketchy and places I now generally avoid, so, not really not really since highschool in case you were wondering, and no I never looked like this:

because kandi is stupid)

and now I’ve totally lost my train of thought about the years of Internet Antiquity for me because I got lost looking up pictures of people I knew partying way back in the day, how did I even get in to those parties? oh right I knew people. who doesn’t ‘know people’ though? Everyone knows someone, that doesn’t make us special.

but I was 16 and thought I was. though didn’t we all.

I’m trying to write today, but I can’t

I spent all day in a sick-coma. slept till noon, woke up, made an insane sandwich which I forgot to take a picture of before inhaling in with my sickness-empty stomach. here is what was in it:

2-egg omelette folded over some pieces of cheddar and mozzarella
sliced red onion
sliced vine tomato
on whole-grain bread

now I want to eat again.

ps how badly do you want to see this movie? I do x1,000,000

just now I put my tongue piercing back in

I took it out yesterday because I’d irritated it while drinking wine in the park and watching Top Gun because when I drink I tend to mess with it. so today when I went to put it back in the bottom of my tongue had started to heal over and I had to actually break through the skin a bit and it was simultaneously disgusting, and awesome.

I have tea cooling here to help soothe my sore throat but I’m a bit scared to drink it now because I don’t want to burn myself. ps have you ever felt a drink go through the piercing inside your tongue? so weird.

gross stuff like that is reason #156 why you read this blog.

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today I am home sick.

some crazy stuff happened this weekend that meant instead of resting up I was awake until nearly 4am Saturday night and stressed out all yesterday which I guess compounded onto not feeling great last week left me in this state. awful.

so here I am hopped-up on Buckley’s and waiting for Tyrone to get home and make me soup. I’m not sure which movie I will make him watch with me just yet but I think it might be this one:

if you look up the names of the actors in it and say them out loud it’s like you’re a record playing backwards or throwing up in your mouth, kind of. Icelandic is weird.