Stolen directly from Nessa...
IF YOUR LIFE WAS A MOVIE, WHAT WOULD THE SOUNDTRACK BE?
So, here's how it works:
1. Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc)
2. Put it on shuffle
3. Press play
4. For every question, type the song that's playing
5. When you go to a new question, press the next button
6. Don't lie and try to pretend your cool...
Opening Credits:
"America's Dream" by Face To Face
Waking Up:
"Blues In The Night" by Julie London
First Day At School:
"You're the Greatest Love" by Bonnie Tyler
Falling In Love:
"Vivid" by Electronic
Fight Song:
"Levon" by Elton John
Breaking Up:
"Numb" by the Cure
Prom:
"Rock n' Roll/Night Clubbing" by the Human League
Life's OK:
"Once and Not Speak" by Tanita Tikaram
Mental Breakdown:
"Burn Down The Mission/The Old Man's Shoes/Madman Across The Water" by Elton John
Driving:
"Cuts Like A Knife" by Bryan Adams
Flashback:
".....So" by Soft Cell
Getting Back Together:
"Heroes" by Blondie
Wedding:
"Good Enough" by Sarah McLachlan
Birth of Child:
"He's A Man" by Madonna
Death Scene:
"American Woman" by the Guess Who
Funeral Song:
"Understand" by George Michael
End Credits:
"Celebrate Our Love" by Howard Jones
7.25.2008
7.23.2008
Stolen!
I admit I steal freely from Nicole, but I'm going to mix it up a little and steal from another source this time. Thanks to Sasha for posting this on her own page.
The rules are simple. Go to UrbanDictionary.com and type in your answer (or the closest thing to it) to each question in the search box, then write the first definition it gives you.
Your name: Walt
Abbreviation for 'Waltor Mitty' - someone who pretends to be something they're not, especially: a member of the armed forces, a war veteran or a policeman.
These pathetic individuals try to compensate for their social inadequacies by adopting what they see as a glamorous or respectable lifestyle.
"Check out that military re-enactor walt. What a cunt."
"This walt tosser told me he was 22 SAS but I recognised him from Burger King.'
Your age: 42
The Almighty Answer to the Meaning of Life, the Universe, and Everything. It was calculated by the computer Deep Thought for seven million years and when asked to build a better computer to discover the Question to the Life, the Universe, and Everything, it built the Earth. Before the Earth could tell the Question however, it was destroyed by the Vogons to make room for an interstellar highway bypass. For more information, see The Hitchiker's Guide to the Galaxy.
One of your friends: Sharon
Noun: an extremely hot Asian girl or woman. Currently common in regional dialects of Seattle and Atlanta. But spreading like wildfire across the county. Get on board before it’s too late.
"See that waitress over by the door, she's a total sharon".
or
Feel free to replace massage parlors with "Sharon spas"
What should you be doing?: Housework
Busy work you do around the house.
Cleaning the house before a party or just to keep your place clean.
Your favorite food: Pizza
The perfect meal--an open-faced pie using tomato sauce, cheese, and any manner of meat toppings. In addition to the standard, medium-thick-crust pizza, there are two major American varieties: New York style, also called thin crust; and Chicago style, also called 'deep-dish' or (more accurately) 'stuffed' pizza.
Pizza is the perfect meal, man. A slice for lunch, a whole pie for dinner, and cold pizza for breakfast--hallalujah!
Hometown: Ellington, CT
a tiny ass town in CT where the population of cows is triple the population people.
Pat: "U live in Ellington?"
Garrett: "Ya I do."
Pat: "Which barn?"
Car you drive: Saturn
See ricer.
Redneck's honda.
A dream for ricers. A whore attached to aftermarket CRAP upgrades.
Last person you talked to on the phone: Ken
It literally means "know" in Scottish. Can also mean "know what i mean?" in Scottish.
1.Scottie: "Dae ye ken him?"
Translation: "Do you know him?"
2.Scottie: "It's fucked up, ken?"
Translation: "It's fucked up, know what i mean?"
The rules are simple. Go to UrbanDictionary.com and type in your answer (or the closest thing to it) to each question in the search box, then write the first definition it gives you.
Your name: Walt
Abbreviation for 'Waltor Mitty' - someone who pretends to be something they're not, especially: a member of the armed forces, a war veteran or a policeman.
These pathetic individuals try to compensate for their social inadequacies by adopting what they see as a glamorous or respectable lifestyle.
"Check out that military re-enactor walt. What a cunt."
"This walt tosser told me he was 22 SAS but I recognised him from Burger King.'
Your age: 42
The Almighty Answer to the Meaning of Life, the Universe, and Everything. It was calculated by the computer Deep Thought for seven million years and when asked to build a better computer to discover the Question to the Life, the Universe, and Everything, it built the Earth. Before the Earth could tell the Question however, it was destroyed by the Vogons to make room for an interstellar highway bypass. For more information, see The Hitchiker's Guide to the Galaxy.
One of your friends: Sharon
Noun: an extremely hot Asian girl or woman. Currently common in regional dialects of Seattle and Atlanta. But spreading like wildfire across the county. Get on board before it’s too late.
"See that waitress over by the door, she's a total sharon".
or
Feel free to replace massage parlors with "Sharon spas"
Busy work you do around the house.
Cleaning the house before a party or just to keep your place clean.
Your favorite food: Pizza
The perfect meal--an open-faced pie using tomato sauce, cheese, and any manner of meat toppings. In addition to the standard, medium-thick-crust pizza, there are two major American varieties: New York style, also called thin crust; and Chicago style, also called 'deep-dish' or (more accurately) 'stuffed' pizza.
Pizza is the perfect meal, man. A slice for lunch, a whole pie for dinner, and cold pizza for breakfast--hallalujah!
Hometown: Ellington, CT
a tiny ass town in CT where the population of cows is triple the population people.
Pat: "U live in Ellington?"
Garrett: "Ya I do."
Pat: "Which barn?"
Car you drive: Saturn
See ricer.
Redneck's honda.
A dream for ricers. A whore attached to aftermarket CRAP upgrades.
Last person you talked to on the phone: Ken
It literally means "know" in Scottish. Can also mean "know what i mean?" in Scottish.
1.Scottie: "Dae ye ken him?"
Translation: "Do you know him?"
2.Scottie: "It's fucked up, ken?"
Translation: "It's fucked up, know what i mean?"
7.20.2008
S C O R E ! ! ! ! ! !
It's been a long weekend. Ken and I made plans to go visit his best friend Jim and Jim's partner down in Jersey this weekend. It's been a long time since I've seen Jim. I think it was probably 5 or 6 months, if not longer. Anyway, we headed out yesterday morning. One of the best parts about going to Jim's house is he lives about ten minutes away from IKEA! So when we go, we plan a stop there first before ending up at Jim's. This time was no different. We didn't have anything in mind to buy this time, which is unusual. Last time we went was to buy a computer desk for me. We poked around for about two hours and ended up with a bunch of stuff, including a new chair and foot rest for my office. If it wasn't so fucking hot and humid right now, I'd be disassembling the futon to make room for the new chair. We also bought a little kitty tent for the cats. Ken saw it and he couldn't resist.
We made it to jim's and then headed out for lunch, since we hadn't eaten. I was going to be good, but then said fuck it and got a cheeseburger and fries. After all, I saw this on the scale on Saturday morning before leaving for New Jersey:
We mostly spent the weekend just hanging around at Jim's house, which was fun. I was dismissed at one point because the prescription the doctor has me on has been kicking my ass. I ended up taking an hour and a half power nap, which helped a lot.
Today was mostly about getting home. The traffic was very heavy, particularly the southbound traffic. Thankfully we were northbound. But even though I was away, I had access to a scale and I did my usual Sunday weigh in. I was hoping to see a number in the 180's this morning to go with yesterday's number, but I didn't. I got 190.0. 190.0! Can you fucking believe it? I hit my goal. Officially. While it may not hold for next week, I have officially dropped all 110 pounds I have been aiming for. I rule the fucking world!!!!! So for dinner, I'm torn. I was going to behave myself and eat a salad. But I also picked up a pint of chocolate peanut butter ice cream. I'm having an internal struggle and so far the ice cream is winning.
We made it to jim's and then headed out for lunch, since we hadn't eaten. I was going to be good, but then said fuck it and got a cheeseburger and fries. After all, I saw this on the scale on Saturday morning before leaving for New Jersey:
We mostly spent the weekend just hanging around at Jim's house, which was fun. I was dismissed at one point because the prescription the doctor has me on has been kicking my ass. I ended up taking an hour and a half power nap, which helped a lot.
Today was mostly about getting home. The traffic was very heavy, particularly the southbound traffic. Thankfully we were northbound. But even though I was away, I had access to a scale and I did my usual Sunday weigh in. I was hoping to see a number in the 180's this morning to go with yesterday's number, but I didn't. I got 190.0. 190.0! Can you fucking believe it? I hit my goal. Officially. While it may not hold for next week, I have officially dropped all 110 pounds I have been aiming for. I rule the fucking world!!!!! So for dinner, I'm torn. I was going to behave myself and eat a salad. But I also picked up a pint of chocolate peanut butter ice cream. I'm having an internal struggle and so far the ice cream is winning.
7.18.2008
Skinny Bitch
Check it out! I'm inching my way to my goal, slowly but surely. Today is the best number I've seen on the scale yet. No way in hell did I think I was going to hit a new low today. Now if I can just hold on to it until Sunday, I'll be the happiest boy on the planet.
7.17.2008
See, I'm Not 100% Poopy
Or else I wouldn't be posting this.
Nicole, whom I love, tagged me and now I have to do this. Normally I just steal shit at random from her blog, but this time I have full permission.
Here's her post about this shit.
Here are the rules….
1. Link back to the person who tagged you.
2. Post these rules on your blog.
3. Share six unimportant things about yourself.
4. Tag six random people at the end of your entry.
Here are the six unimportant things about me:
1. After I shave, I tweeze the whiskers I missed with the razor.
2. "Invisible" by Alison Moyet is one of my all time favorite songs. Ever.
3. I've eaten dinner at Fred Hembeck's house.
4. I think everything tastes better when the bread is toasted.
5. I often dream I'm interacting with B-List celebrities or that I'm on different reality shows.
6. I do the grocery shopping.
Now to tag six people (in alphabetical order, no less):
Alex
Holly
Nessa
Phreddy
Sasha
Tony
Nicole, whom I love, tagged me and now I have to do this. Normally I just steal shit at random from her blog, but this time I have full permission.
Here's her post about this shit.
Here are the rules….
1. Link back to the person who tagged you.
2. Post these rules on your blog.
3. Share six unimportant things about yourself.
4. Tag six random people at the end of your entry.
Here are the six unimportant things about me:
1. After I shave, I tweeze the whiskers I missed with the razor.
2. "Invisible" by Alison Moyet is one of my all time favorite songs. Ever.
3. I've eaten dinner at Fred Hembeck's house.
4. I think everything tastes better when the bread is toasted.
5. I often dream I'm interacting with B-List celebrities or that I'm on different reality shows.
6. I do the grocery shopping.
Now to tag six people (in alphabetical order, no less):
Alex
Holly
Nessa
Phreddy
Sasha
Tony
Poopy Post
I was going to write this last night, but I just never got around to it. Ken's not home from work yet, so I'll have a little quiet time to write and not get interrupted.
I'm having a really bad week. It's just the pits. My last post was on Monday and as you may have read, this whole sciatic thing is really getting me down. In the last two years or so, my body has been slowly falling apart. I developed carpal tunnel, my shoulder has become unaligned, I discovered I had neuromas in both feet.... All of this I've managed to deal with, whether it was get treatment or just deal with the pain, but the sciatic issue is different. It's getting in the way of my day to day living. It seemed to come out of nowhere and it's taken up residence and won't go. The doctor prescribed me medication last week that did little to nothing. He was very surprised when I told him that. This week he gave me a prescription for some steroid and then sent me for x-rays just to make sure it's not something else going on. Once he reviews the x-rays, he'll let me know if I need a return visit. I'm guessing I won't. The steroids he put me on are only for a week. Six days actually. The first day I'm to take 6 pills. The second it's down to 5. Then 4 and so one. I don't know for sure how quickly these are supposed to work or how much they'll help. I'm half way through my pills for day two right now. I will say that the pain is less severe right now. It's still there, but I'm not limping or anything. I'm hoping that each successive day I'll see more improvement. It's killing me not being able to get out there and go for a long walk right now. And my mood for the last two days has be... different. I'm still feeling down, but different down from earlier this week. I really think the pills are doing something. My mind has been very prone to wandering, my focus has been off and I've been dragging. But at the same time, as exhausted as I was last night, I just couldn't fall asleep. Insomnia is one of the listed side effects. So is "mood, mental and personality changes." I'm poopy and I finally have an excuse. It's terrible, because on and off today all I wanted to do was cry. At least I know why and that's half the battle.
Last night we were supposed to record the new issue of Dial "H". I was just not into it. At all. And I convinced the guys that maybe it wasn't the best thing to do last night. So we chatted for a little while and went our separate ways.
I'm going away this weekend and maybe getting away will do me a little bit of good. One of the things I'm looking forward to is stopping into IKEA. I love that place. All this unnecessary Scandinavian crap that no one needs... It's wonderful.
Thanks for letting me babble on like Debbie Downer. I'm okay, really. I'm really feeling overwhelmed by everything right now and when I'm overwhelmed, I tend to start shutting down. At least I have this place where I can come and fight the shutting down. I know it's a losing battle because if I'm going to shut down, I'm going to shut down, but maybe I can prolong it a little. And I'm only on the pills for four more days anyway. No need to post comments on this crap. I know where I am, I know why I'm here and I know I'll be outta here soon. I'm fine.
I'm having a really bad week. It's just the pits. My last post was on Monday and as you may have read, this whole sciatic thing is really getting me down. In the last two years or so, my body has been slowly falling apart. I developed carpal tunnel, my shoulder has become unaligned, I discovered I had neuromas in both feet.... All of this I've managed to deal with, whether it was get treatment or just deal with the pain, but the sciatic issue is different. It's getting in the way of my day to day living. It seemed to come out of nowhere and it's taken up residence and won't go. The doctor prescribed me medication last week that did little to nothing. He was very surprised when I told him that. This week he gave me a prescription for some steroid and then sent me for x-rays just to make sure it's not something else going on. Once he reviews the x-rays, he'll let me know if I need a return visit. I'm guessing I won't. The steroids he put me on are only for a week. Six days actually. The first day I'm to take 6 pills. The second it's down to 5. Then 4 and so one. I don't know for sure how quickly these are supposed to work or how much they'll help. I'm half way through my pills for day two right now. I will say that the pain is less severe right now. It's still there, but I'm not limping or anything. I'm hoping that each successive day I'll see more improvement. It's killing me not being able to get out there and go for a long walk right now. And my mood for the last two days has be... different. I'm still feeling down, but different down from earlier this week. I really think the pills are doing something. My mind has been very prone to wandering, my focus has been off and I've been dragging. But at the same time, as exhausted as I was last night, I just couldn't fall asleep. Insomnia is one of the listed side effects. So is "mood, mental and personality changes." I'm poopy and I finally have an excuse. It's terrible, because on and off today all I wanted to do was cry. At least I know why and that's half the battle.
Last night we were supposed to record the new issue of Dial "H". I was just not into it. At all. And I convinced the guys that maybe it wasn't the best thing to do last night. So we chatted for a little while and went our separate ways.
I'm going away this weekend and maybe getting away will do me a little bit of good. One of the things I'm looking forward to is stopping into IKEA. I love that place. All this unnecessary Scandinavian crap that no one needs... It's wonderful.
Thanks for letting me babble on like Debbie Downer. I'm okay, really. I'm really feeling overwhelmed by everything right now and when I'm overwhelmed, I tend to start shutting down. At least I have this place where I can come and fight the shutting down. I know it's a losing battle because if I'm going to shut down, I'm going to shut down, but maybe I can prolong it a little. And I'm only on the pills for four more days anyway. No need to post comments on this crap. I know where I am, I know why I'm here and I know I'll be outta here soon. I'm fine.
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