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Saturday, March 4th, 2006

Subject:This Blog is dead. Long live my Blog.
Time:10:33 am.
Any peoples:

You may have noticed I don't post here much anymore; mostly what I use LJ for nowadays is to look at music or sports communities, and even that hasn't exactly held my interest lately. In any case, if you're interested, I do have another blog that I actually post on more frequently than I ever did here. It's here: http://nerdword.blogspot.com/ And you can grab a syndicated feed of it here: http://nerdword.blogspot.com/atom.xml

Cheers,
Luke
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Monday, October 24th, 2005

Time:8:45 pm.
Discovering I'm the victim of theft is a shitty way to spend a Monday evening.

Audrey blogged it too, with pics.

I am full to the brim with impotent rage right now. I feel like I could put my face through this computer monitor. I want my bass guitar back, it means a lot to me. And I want to smash a hammer into the face of the guy who took my shit.

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Thursday, October 13th, 2005

Subject:40 hours of every week I loathe those whom I see
Time:12:36 pm.
Mood:Get me out of here.
Is it weird that even though I grew up in a land relatively chocked full of them (Florida) and have since moved to a land relatively free of them (Portland, Oregon), my hatred of them has only increased with my own advancing age? By "them," of course, I refer to that class of society, the bane of all right-thinking persons: rednecks. A.k.a. morons, dirteaters, yokels, waterheads, meshbacks, etc. Oregon has them, every town/state/country has them, but living in that part of the world I do (southeast Portland), I'm able to avoid them with near totality in my private life. It's primarily in my professional life that I'm thrust into contact with them. I work for a large company in downtown Portland, and I would estimate that between 60 - 70% of my coworkers (let's call them clerical/office workers) come from the suburbs, and some from as far away as Salem, Sandy or Battle Ground, WA. These people inhabit a world so completely divorced from my own, with tracks of thought and philosophies so often at direct odds with my own, I am surprised that I am surprised by the things they say (thence the things they presumably think). There is a certain point beyond which quaintness or mere 'folk' sensibility passes into the realm of willing and often malicious ignorance and myopia.

But at the end of the day, nobody likes to be pigeon-holed (I certainly don't); and most of what I've just written suffers from the same things I'm attacking: subjectivity and irrational bias. Let's just agree to disagree: I'll say Tomato, and you say whatever it is you're going to say...just say it to someone else.
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Thursday, June 9th, 2005

Subject:Is 'Coercion' spelled correctly?
Time:6:20 pm.
Mood:Alright, thanks anyway..
Um, this is a meme that was forcibly forced upon my by the force of bigdrumboy. So, in no partickler order,

Things you enjoy, even when no one around you wants to go out and play. What lowers your stress/blood pressure/anxiety level? Make a list, post it to your journal... and then tag 5 friends and ask them to post it to theirs.

one, reading
two, watching DVDs
three, spectating sports (right now, soccer tops the list)
four, throwing darts (not to be confused with wax darts, which maybe should have made this list)
five, knitting

I am now compelled to compel phaseshift, eeyorerin, abortedtoolate, mousebad, and xiadyn to fill out this compulsory meme. One of you probably will not comply, and one of you I don't even think reads my lj, so um, I just cried myself to sleep and stuff.
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Monday, May 9th, 2005

Time:9:04 pm.
I'm so lame. All my recent posts are either memes or 'boo hoo I'm sick.'

Well, here's another meme I done got from bigdrumboy.

I'm sick and boo and hooCollapse )
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Saturday, May 7th, 2005

Subject:stop stabbing me in the throat
Time:8:04 pm.
Mood:achy breaky larynx.
I am sick. nosethroatchest sick. And maybe a fever, the jury's still out. I hate sick. If it were Sunday I would already be writing off the working day after, because I feel like a lump of squashed possum on the side of Barbur Blvd.

On the upside, my girlfriend is, in terms of the world, the best. She's walking to the store now to get, among other things, chloroseptic and ginger ale for her sick stupid boyfriend me.

Loves, loving, loved, love.
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Tuesday, May 3rd, 2005

Time:12:00 pm.
I yoinked this rad meme from abortedtoolate. Below you find his quextions a moi.

MurdleizeCollapse )
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Monday, April 25th, 2005

Subject:ennui?
Time:5:06 pm.
Mood:Meh.
Fantômas is playing Roseland tonight, and for some reason I'm sacking out and feeling like not going. I've been looking forward to this show (Ipecac Records Geek Tour feat. Fantômas, The Locust & Trevor Dunn's Trio Convulsant) but I don't feel like going. I saw it last year (Fantômas, Melvins & Melt-Banana), it was awesome, and I think it'll be a really killer gig again this year. Fantômas' new album is crazed and blows up my brain, I dig Dunn's solo work, and The Locust is supposed to be good. And I'm not going? Why? I played sorta hooky today, because I am shagged out after last weekend (late-night hilarity featuring clever chicanery on Friday, Timbers match featuring clever et cetera Saturday, and long hike in Forest Park yesterday, featuring sore feet), and I just don't want to deal with bus/tickets/weirdos/show/bus. Am I geezering out? I think the possibility of riding a #20 bus at 2am might be as interesting as the show itself.

I still have about 3 hours to decide to go. I'll probably just stay in with Audrey and watch Return of the King. (LotR = Best. DVDs. Ever.)
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Friday, April 22nd, 2005

Subject:It's Love. It's Love. It's Love.
Time:3:45 pm.
Mood:slick.
Is there any better song for a Friday afternoon than Blackalicious' "Make You Feel That Way"?

No. This song makes me want to weep and laugh and screw and run and scream and have a conversation with dead relatives.
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Saturday, April 16th, 2005

Subject:eieio
Time:12:32 am.
There's a sort of woolen stricture around my eyeballs. I don't know what that means. But it is there, and I'll fight any man woman or child who says different. Pronounced "say-s". Say. Zz.
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Wednesday, April 6th, 2005

Time:3:00 pm.
Did you hear the news? Mount Rainier died.
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Subject:In related news: darts.
Time:12:15 am.
Drizzizz. Baseball started. Basketball is over, but basketball is keepy going. Soccer starts next weekend (timbers_army). Tonight was Horsey Brassy, and some authentic dart nerd told me what's up, and showed me how space-age technology equals I lose very quickly. My lip is chapped in one small place, which keeps splitting and bleeding. Not so much good times hooray. I like things; and stuff.
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Thursday, March 31st, 2005

Time:12:27 pm.
My airhead boss just walks by waving her arms, so I take off my headphones and she says, "Ciao." I'm a friendly guy, I enjoy taking part in ritualized greetings, etc., but this bugged me for two reasons. 1) I hate it when I'm interrupted and have to turn off my music; and 2) I know that if she wrote it down, she'd write "Chow." And just for shits'n'giggles, 3) I'm completely misanthropic. So go screw.
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Wednesday, March 30th, 2005

Subject:things overheard in the punch-clock room
Time:12:06 pm.
Exhibit A (wherein employee regales boss with tale of vacation): "The funnest thing about being in this pile-of-sand country was taking the little boat from the big boat to the land."

Exhibit B: some lady farts

Exhibit C: the sound of me weeping
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Tuesday, March 29th, 2005

Subject:let us live and let us love
Time:11:20 am.
Mood:ahhh.
So yes I got a sort of promotion, and my current position is kaputz in two weeks. And the really great thing, apart from the raise and the escape from this wretched job, is how I don't care anymore what happens. I got a call just now that would have enraged and frustrated me a month ago; but now? Don't care. Let it all burn, flush it away, scrape 'em off. I don't give a farthing. I value at a penny whatever the geezers are saying.
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Monday, March 28th, 2005

Subject:I gots me a new (sorta) job.
Time:10:35 am.
Mood:and there was much rejoicing.
and a raise

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Tuesday, March 22nd, 2005

Subject:Leaving Portland - for Las Vegas
Time:1:15 pm.
Mood:all giddy and shit.
Going to Nevada with an achin in my wallet. Dudes and Wimmins, all 3 people who read this journal, I shall take my leave of you - and of my senses - for the next 4 days. I am going to The Fertile Plains, where I shall swill many free boozes, inspect the bottoms of women in ridiculous costumes serving said free boozes, perhaps watch a small silver ball roll around in a twirling wooden wheel, and say with regularity "Double-down, motherfucker!" (or something to that effect, but in a way which won't have a pit boss punching me in the windpipe).

Mmmmm, Vegas. I'm still at work, in my wretched cubicle of despair; but hardly more than physically. Mentally I'm already at home getting ready to go, saying au revoir to Audrey, getting on a bus-then-train-then-plane and HITTING THE FUKKEN CASINOS!! Oh, and also spending time with my family I suppose.
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Friday, March 18th, 2005

Subject:Not this world
Time:10:11 am.
I'm fixin to fix myself a samwich. Would you mind shutn your fuckin mouth?
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Thursday, March 17th, 2005

Subject:We saw a play
Time:8:16 am.
Mood:grizzeen.
Audrey and I saw Sojourn Theatre's production of Frederick Durrenmatt's The Visit last night, and it was amazing. If you've seen any of Sojourn's productions, you know they use plenty of movement, recorded sounds, minimalist and multiple stage spaces, and generally unusual (at least to a theater greenhorn like me) techniques. This was the first time I'd seen them perform a "traditional" play, by which I mean something other than their usual fare of interview-based/audience-involvement type stuff. The lead role of Claire is played by a powerful and unsettling Gretchen Corbett, who kind of scared the crap out of me in the final scene.

We were chagrined after seeing it that we hadn't attended an earlier performance; we would love to have seen it again, but alas the run ends this weekend and is booked solid (only 40 audience members per performance).
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Sunday, March 13th, 2005

Time:9:40 am.

Describe yourself using one band and song titles from that band

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Choose a band/artist and answer only in song TITLES by that band:Frank Zappa
Are you male or female:Penis Dimension
Describe yourself:Can't Afford No Shoes
How do some people feel about you:Jesus Thinks You're a Jerk
How do you feel about yourself:Zomby Woof
Describe your ex girlfriend/boyfriend:Alien Orifice
Describe your current girlfriend/boyfriend:Penguin in Bondage
Describe where you want to be:Inca Roads
Describe what you want to be:The Grand Wazoo
Describe how you live:Cheepnis
Describe how you love:Nanook Rubs It
Share a few words of wisdomDon't You Ever Wash That Thing?

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