The First Day of the Rest of My Life

Sunday, February 27, 2005

Four words that should strike fear in the heart of every good and decent American:

Fred Durst sex tape.

First off, this is SO 1997. Secondly, I find it hilarious that instead of releasing another album, this happens to pump up his rep. I'm starting to think that I need to do one of these in order to get famous.

In other news, they say Paris' cell phone was hacked. Looking at the pics that are floating around, only one thing comes to mind: why so many pictures of the owner of the cell phone? And does she have someone to take the pics for her?

Friday, February 25, 2005

Oh yeah, a couple of more things...

1) My Series 6 exam is officially scheduled for March 2, 2005.
2) The official schedule for SXSW is out (via Mouse Words). The Donnas AND Billy Idol on the same night? I need to find some way to actually check out the event this year. Anyone else I absolutely HAVE to check out?

So I came upon this over at Steezy's place the other night, and it got me to thinking...

Has the "gym-hook-up" ever been accomplished, ever? In my mind, such a thing is almost as mythical as the G spot. Yeah, there's people at the health club that I'd like to hook-up with. But usually they're concerned with their form/iPod/magazine, never giving me a shot to even say "hello." I don't know why, but I'm a fan of the sportsbra/shorts/ponytail look. Truth be told, I don't really care for women that are overly made-up, which probably explains my like for the look.

But I've never heard of anyone that's said, "We met at the gym." And from what I understand, being hit on is the last thing women want in the gym. Anyone out there care to enlighten me on how to go about picking up a woman at the health club? (Besides "lift with your legs," please...)

Thursday, February 24, 2005

Back in my first three semesters of college, I was an electrical engineering student.

Why they never taught us to do anything like this, I'll never know. Of course, I'll have to run out and get an Xbox now. Among other things, of course. (Any idea on how to translate this for a PS2?)

I guess this'll give new meaning to "Offroad Fury"...

Monday, February 21, 2005

One small-time blogger's plea...

Hey ESPN, if you're going to honor Hunter S. Thompson and his work on Page 2, take his archived columns out of the locked Insider section, will ya?

(Apparently, not everyone thinks he was that great...)

Sunday, February 20, 2005

Follow the adventures of a newly-minted Austinite over at Revolutions Per Minute. This will be one I'll be sure to check in on....

For some reason, I'm watching the Daytona 500 right now. (Matthew McConaughey just told all the drivers to turn on their cars.)

I've never really been much of a racing fan. I'm sure I'll probably flip to the race a few times before the day is done. But as I see all the Anglo faces come across my screen as the drivers are introduced, I wonder what can be so exciting about this thing that draws 200,000 people to Florida. Seems like it's more of the equipment holding up, or just sheer luck, rather than skill or athletic talent that determines who wins this thing. Step on gas, turn left, repeat a few hundred times until you win or crash.

Maybe someone out there can tell me what the big deal is. I figure if I were ever to be a race fan, it'd be for the Indy Racing League. (and not even because of the drivers, if you know what I mean...)

Friday, February 18, 2005

Another blog meme, thanks to Profgrrrrl:

1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the sentence in your journal along with these instructions.
5. Don't search around and look for the "coolest" book you can find. Do what's actually next to you.

The sentence:

When your brain has checked out and neglected to leave a forwarding address,
and it's all you can do to get the food from the dinner plate to your mouth
before you collapse, asleep, at the table.

The book: No Plot? No Problem!: A Low-Stress, High-Velocity Guide to Writing a Novel in 30 Days

Of all the words I least expected to hear once I got out in the professional world, "dryhumping" was probably near the top.

In other news, I didn't mean for the last post to be so "OC"-like in its drama. Mostly, it was all in my head. I had thought that if I didn't get an 85, I was going to hear, "You're fired!" But it didn't happen. Now I have the weekend to get the score up (right now, I'm running at around 78-80). Sounds like fun, doesn't it, kids?

Wednesday, February 16, 2005

In 12 hours, I take a practice test at work. If I don't make at least an 85 on it, my Series 6 test will be pushed back to sometime next month.

I don't think I've ever been this nervous about a test in a long time.

Monday, February 14, 2005

I want someone.
I want someone to love.
I want someone to love completely.
I want someone to love me the same way.
I want someone to watch game shows with.
I want someone to laugh at Dave with.
I want someone to sing along to the bad pop songs on the radio with.
I want someone to make love to because I want to, not just because either one of us is horny.
I want someone to go to breakfast with the morning after and pretend we're nouveau riche.
I want someone to teach me about the world.
I want someone to share in my neuroses.
I want someone to tell me everything will be okay.
I want someone to share my successes with.
I want someone to cheer on.
I want someone to kiss when they walk in the door.
I want someone to look at, just for the hell of it.
I want someone to cuddle with on the couch while watching the romantic comedies they show on cable.
I want someone to tell me to stop with the incessant whiny blog posts.

Happy Friggin' V-Day.

Sunday, February 13, 2005

Can't sleep. Just getting over a 102+ fever. Anxious about going into work for the first time since Tuesday. Anxious about the test coming up. Wish I could sleep. Wish I could take a few more days off.

Just hope this is a good week...

Tuesday, February 08, 2005

I've now given the ability to comment to everyone that comes across this blog.

(I know of at least one person this will help...)

Monday, February 07, 2005

Well, this isn't your mama's Christian chotchke...
Check outJesus Christ Superstar.

Thursday, February 03, 2005

Alright, so I don't do much reality blogging, but here's where I make the exception.

I don't watch The Bachelorette, nor do I pretend to. (My two cents: if the girl is REALLY "America's most beloved bachelorette," as I seem to recall a promo saying, why the hell is she single?) But that's not the main target of my rant.

That honor goes to Jason Illian. You may remember him as the "virgin" from the show. Well, he writes about his experience here. I came upon it tonight, and thought it would just be another little essay on how Christians should "save themselves." Turns out I was wrong...

"Now, you are probably wondering why a Christian man would go on a show like The Bachelorette to find love. Good question … but the wrong one. I didn’t go on television to FIND love—I went on television to SHOW love."

Um, okay. Plenty of people do that: televangelists, Mr. Rogers, Oprah... Going on a reality show to evangelize? That's weak. True, there have been others that have done it, most notably Jason from Big Brother 3. He actually LIVED the walk, so to speak. Showing off while trying to "marry" a "beautiful" girl? Please. Looking at his screen credits at the bottom of the article, makes me wonder who he's trying to glorify more: God or himself.

BAD THING: Forgetting my lock when I went to the gym today.
GOOD THING: Getting reimbursed by the manager for the purchase of a lock from the gym's store.

GOOD THING: Getting a $5 off coupon to 1-800-FLOWERS for Valentine's Day with the purchase of said lock.
BAD THING: Not having anyone to buy flowers for.

GOOD THING: Running into the mother of my high school sweetheart at H-E-B.
BAD THING: Getting the cheek squeeze as she told me how handsome I became.

GOOD THING: Getting an "A" on my Unit 2 review test for my Series 6 License.
BAD THING: Taking the test 26 times before I did it.