why I don't like bleu cheese.

flickr photoset

those are some pics from our old apartment. several parts of it were covered in mold. we've had to throw out a fair amount from our closet, including the shoes pictures and many more.

we moved across the hall to the east side of the building. it doesn't have the moisture problems, and it was easier than trying to move elsewhere. we didn't have to pay all of the deposits again, and we didn't need to rent a truck. result: our savings account remains unscathed. we didn't want to move for another couple years, when we'll be able to afford to buy a condo, so this works okay.

the downside is while moving, we kicked up a shitload of mold, and it's wreaked havoc on my immune system. I've missed two days of work, and it brought our unpacking to a standstill, since I've been sleeping most of the past two days. I had a fever and chills sunday night (which is REALLY weird for me), and I've had at least three pints of snot come out of my nose since then. been having frequent nosebleeds too. we had hoped to be completely settled by now, but we're not even close.

we do have our new place tho. our address remains the same, we're just in apartment #209 instead of #206 now. all other contact info remains the same..

ridin' the pine.

so work is just going peachy... to the point that I'm taking tomorrow off to get drunk instead, for st urho's day (patron saint of finland).

turns out the big account I've been put in charge of feels I'm "in over my head"... the reality is, this is an account that's avoided us for ten years over a perceived slight. I was told the story today, and it involved a bankruptcy on their part, and our insistence they re-apply for a new line of credit. standard shit, but they got offended and avoided us for a decade. our salesman has been pursuing them REALLY actively lately, so they awarded us a job. and it's all fucked up. they keep changing things around on us, usually at the last second, and then get pissy when we can't meet their demands.

so I've been benched. that bugs me a bit, since I feel I've been set up to fail from the beginning. but what bothers me more is I think the salesman is buying into this shit about me being incompetent, which will be REALLY bad. he's basically the one guy at the branch I really don't want to piss off, as he can keep me very busy and I need him to be successful. if he loses confidence in me, my job is going to suck even more.

rather than think bad thoughts about shooting up the place, I decided to burn a vacation day. I'm going to sleep in, try to catch up from daylight saving... fuck daylight saving time, by the way. I'm gonna run a few errands, and then I'm gonna head over to the lock and keel and get drunk with ann, who is gainfully unemployed for the time being, and thus the only available mid-day drinking buddy available...

I plan to be shitfaced by the time miyuki gets home from work at 4:30. yippee!

top ten reasons for shaving my head.

I shorn my head tonight down to a 2. that's pretty damn short. I'm sure to take a lot of shit over it at work tomorrow, because my coworkers are annoying and seem to have nothing better to do. here's the reasons I'll give:

10. I joined the army
9. I was tired of that britney spears bitch getting all the attention
8. miyuki was punishing me for saying her dinner tasted like ass
7. I've been listening to a lot of ani difranco lately, and think I might be a lesbian
6. I was drunk
5. I can save $2.18 a month in shampoo costs
4. I felt I had no control over my life and wanted to exert dominance over something
3. I make this shit look goooooooooooooooooood
2. I was abducted by aliens
1. it seemed like a good idea at the time

I don't know why I did it. it certainly wasn't because I was drunk. a lot of it was frustration. and a lot of it really was trying to exert any sort of control over my life. it's a knee jerk response I've had for years. I've been shaving my head semi-regularly since I was ten. it doesn't look quite as good now as it used too, face is a bit too round now...

it'll be another several months before I have nice, luxurious curly blond hair tho. maybe if I'm lucky, it'll be back by my birthday. I doubt it tho.

where is that fucking comet?

"PARIS - A new law in France makes it a crime for anyone who is not a professional journalist to film real-world violence and distribute the images on the Internet. Critics call it a clumsy effort by authorities to battle "happy slapping," the youth fad of filming violent acts — which most often they have provoked — and spreading the images on the Web or between mobile phones.

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Last year, a student used a cell phone camera to film an attack by a fellow student on a teacher at a high school in the town of Porcheville. In another incident, photos were taken of a young girl who was gang-raped in Nice and the images were circulated at her school.

Some believe that shows such as MTV's "Jackass," in which the regulars perform stunts involving self-inflicted pain and humiliation, are the inspiration for the acts."

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funny, I must have missed the episode of jackass where they gang raped someone, filmed it and then showed the video to all of their friends. last I checked, 'jackass' type antics didn't HARM anyone unwilling to be involved. confused, sure. embarrassed, certainly. but they didn't go around picking fights with strangers or raping people. that's just fucking stupid.

on an unrelated note, I had a shitty day at work, so I'm getting drunk tonight. I don't have a boss anymore, since he was promoted and they never bothered to replace him. so there's all sorts of pissy going on at work as people are at each other's throats and just generally being bitches. I got yelled at pretty much constantly today for shit that was at least 90% NOT my fault, and to top things off, the drunk lazy cocksucker who sits next to me (that they refuse to fire despite the fact that he's worthless, is being sued for sexual harassment, and steals from the company) broke my favourite coffee mug. it was an xmas gift to me from a plumber about six years ago, and I really liked it. he broke it today trying to get into shit at my desk he had no business getting into, and didn't even bother to apologise.

they cannot fire that cocksucker soon enough. I hope he gets fucking brain cancer.

I'm going to burn in hell.

last night we went over to some friends' place for dinner, and watched the directors label DVDs. when the video for "frozen" came on, I made a comment that madonna was the worst thing to happen to judaism since the pogroms.

evidently this was a horribly offensive thing to say. I'm not sure if it's more offensive to jewish people or madonna fans, but I don't particularly care.

I'm a horrible person.

I don't get it...

why is it no one around me appreciates a really good poop story?

yesterday I made an EPIC poop at work. it was incredible. I wished I had weighed myself before and after, it was that impressive.

every so often, I make such a poop, and it always reminds me that if I were to fall upon hard times, I have a fall-back career option in the gay porn industry. it's just simple algebra. if that much can come out of my butt, surely that much could go into it.

you wouldn't believe some of the looks I got yesterday by co-workers when I mentioned all this...