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I have uploaded some photos from my Sony Dsc-U60.
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Drool…..

Fujitsu P 1000

Tiny, super-light (2.2lb), touchscreen, built-in WiFi…. sigh…..

/techgasm

I was struck by Marilyn Manson’s words in Bowling For Columbine.

I’m not a Marilyn Manson fan. Not for any reason except that I have not really been exposed to his music. I have nothing against him.

However, after watching Bowling For Columbine and listening to him talk, I’m impressed. He had alot to say and his words really struck me. I mean, what he had to say was important, and made you think.

I found myself wishing I could go to my favorite coffee house with Michael Moore and Marilyn Manson and just sit and drink and talk for hours.

Yes, I am weird.

UPDATE: Huh, he wrote his own autobiography which got a 4.5 out of 5 star rating by reader reviews on amazon.com. I may have to add this to my list of things to read. “The Long Hard Road Out of Hell“

Why I hate my one-horse town:

The new library in San Jose, California is *EIGHT* stories tall!!! .:Link:. (a photo from a fellow blogger’s moblog) Oh, if only to live in a town like that, or Toronto, or anywhere where there is more culture, more intellect, more libraries, more coffee houses, more book stores, and more stuff to do for 30-somethings besides get drunk at bars… anywhere but here.

I was at a bookstore today, and they had a whole table of “Chick-lit” and the book “Why Girls Are Weird” was NOT on it. So I went over to the fiction section and took all but one of the copies and put them on that table. I’m bad, but I want people to know about the book, it’s a riot! (Thanks to Christine for turning me on to this great book.)

“Bus company issues curry-scented scratch ‘n sniff timetable.” this article via Fark.com

M & I went down to south south south Fl. today. We took pix of the smallest US Post Office (which is in danger of closing), then drove past/near the everglades, then took a drive thru a state preserve. I took pix w/ my Canon D60 but have not uploaded them yet. M took pix w/ the Aiptek Pencam SD
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Holy shit. M & I watched Bowling For Columbine tonight, HOLY SHIT was it good.

UPDATE: Michael Moore for President in ’04!

Took daytrip today, see moblog.

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It’s nights like this that make me remember how much I hate people.

These punks were being disgusting toward the pretty, thin, girls. And they were also being disgusting toward the heavy-set waitress (and she wasn’t even FAT!). Nobody is safe from those types.

Psuedo-intellectuals will often spout that people, women for example, get fat to avoid attention from men. Yeah, not even the fat chicks were safe from these punks tonight. So that theory obviously doesn’t hold water.

When nights like this happen, where I am subject to assholes, afraid to even have a conversation w/ my dining partner for fear that we’d be overheard and mocked, it brings to mind several other intances that have happened in the past.

When the homeless girl on the Toronto street accosted me, it wasn’t the whitey-punks (from tonight) fault. And it’s not the Toronto girl’s fault that tonight’spunks were pissing me off. But see, one thing happens and it brings up the memory of old instances.

I found myself staring at the floor of the car on the way home. I was far away in my head imagining a scenario of a confrontation that happened in the past, or what might have been tonight, if they had picked on us as well as all the others.

See, people don’t fuck w/ me and at least not have me ruin their day. Could I leave intact if I’d taken on three whitey gangsta wanna-be’s w/ tattoos and earings? Probably not. But that wouldn’t have stopped me. And that’s scary. But I don’t WANT to change. I like being me. I’d rather be a beaten up Chihuahua up against ten Dobermans than to let someone insult me and get away without even a word. Thank god they ignored us, or at least I didn’t hear them.

Fucking scumbags.

Overheard @ Denny’s:
-”I’d fuck her.” (looking right at a girl in the next booth, loud enough for them to hear.)
-”Fat bitch, where’s my fuckin’ food?!”

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The only thing worse than the ebonics-speaking punks from the last time we made a midnight run to Denny’s, are this week’s punks, who are whiter than white, -pretending- to be degreed ebonics linguists. Kinda hard to be “bad” gangsta punks when mommy and daddy bought u a car at 16 and u live in a six-figure house. “Dawg!”

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UPDATE: .:Photo:.

Great new TV show, Myth Busters on the Discovery Channel. They take urban legends and try to either debunk them or verify them by TESTING them by re-enacting them. It’s pretty good, sometimes hilarious.

[[***NOTE from Laserone: Mythbusters is not MY show, this is NOT the TLC website, this is NOT the official website for Mythbusters. This is my personal blog (journal) where I just talked about Mythbusters. I am not affiliated w/ TLC nor Mythbusters.**]]

I’ve got to get my clie surfing. I can’t log into mt w/ my phone to delete the last screwed up post, the form won’t let me type things right. Ugh.

CDs in my car this week:
Rush: Spirit of the radio;
Crash Test Dummies: God shuffled his feet.

Almost done w/ book “She’s come undone” (depressing), started “The idiot girls’ action-adventure club, true tales from a magnificent and clumsy life” (funny).

Oh my freaking god… I just realized that this coffee joint is playing christian pop music!!! Ack!! Get me outta here!!!!

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This is cool. I’m blogging on my clie nz90′s full keyboard, then i’ll bluetooth it to my 3650 phone and email it to my blog. I have yet to get my clie working w/ the 3650 as the connection to the internet.

I have my toffee coffee now so I’m happy now.

My clients are driving me crazy.

This keyboard has slippery tiny keys. They should be rubberized, geez.

I feel stressed. My “boss” (the guy i subcontract for) doesn’t read my emais then calls for an update. I find my emails to him in the trash folder UNREAD. Now yesterday I leave him a voicemail and then he emails to ask forupdate as if he hadn’t heard my voicemail. Nothing like feeling like nobody hears you. It’s like being invisible.

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Perhaps you’ve seen this before, but I just love this photo-blog:

wvs.topleftpixel.com

Man. Today I went to the grocery store, and subway for another lite sub, then the drug store. I brought my pencam w/ me, but there was nothing to take pictures of. At least… nothing I haven’t already taken pictures of. Landscape flowers, traffic, yadda yadda yadda.

Then my mother goes to the SAME drug store 2 hours later and sees, quote: “…a drug bust in front of [some store] and two car wrecks”. When I go, camera in-hand, I see nothing.

I’ve added some misc. Canon D60 pix.

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I have uploaded some more pix. Photos taken w/ my Canon D60, from 9-1-03, @ the swamp.

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I’m in the middle of the book She’s Come Undone, and I have to say it is freaking depressing. How in the world did this book become so proclaimed? It’s completely unrealistic as far as how the author has people speaking to children, has this man ever been a child? And it’s just one ubelievable tragedy after another. My god, they should sell a gun with this book so that you can commit suicide when you are done reading it.

I slept in today. I have been so tired. I slept ’till noon.

Then I went to subway for a lite lunch.

Then I went to the coffee place and had a yummy Toffee Coffee and read my book (and overheard a bunch of turbo-christians yapping on about brainwashing).

Then I went and saw my brother…

Then I went to a 3-year-old’s birthday party ahd took a ton of great photos w/ my D60.

There was no traffic coming home and by blowing one yellow I was able to catch subsequent greens and really open up my GT. It was fun.

I wish I had a Toffee Coffee now. MMMmmmm….

Overheard at the coffee house: “and THEN she married a *non-christian*! Can you believe that?!?” freaks.

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A quote from a book I am reading: “If you want your prayers answered, get up off your knees and do something about them.”

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Overheard @ the coffee house: “She’s not a christian so of course I don’t associate with her.” “We need someone w/ a sheppards heart to do this.” “*I* know what god’s plan is.” It’s a freaking cult, I tell ya. They’re dillusional!

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Overheard at coffee house: bunch of women christian cultists: “We need a class for all the brides @ the church, to teach them their PLACE in the home, and the REAL purpose of marriage.” Fuckin freaks.

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Geez, some people just don’t GET that this website is a personal journal and not a message board. I get people asking for drivers just because I mentioned that I had a certain camera, and these people don’t even READ WHAT I SAID IN MY POST or else they’d KNOW that I DON’T HAVE THE FUCKING DRIVERS!!!!

I get people coming here for emotional support re. topics I discussed. It’s bewildering.

It’s enough to make me want to disable comments, but I don’t want to because I enjoy comments most of the time.

So, what I’ve done is implement COMMENT QUEUEING. Now all comments that are left are emailed to me (as usual) and then I get to read them, and then either approve them which then posts the comment to the site, or delete them.

I want to blog, but the laptop is really hot and is irritating the heel of my hands. They are red and shiny. I guess I’ll go read for a while.

Love,

The Internet Addict

What’s for dinner? A sea of asses.

I’ve uploaded yet more Aiptek Pencam SD pix. It’s just so easy to take everywhere you go, so I keep having more to upload! .:PHOTOS:.

I’ve gotta start taking the D60 w/ me more often.

I came home from the astronomy club meeting and had a binge-fest with the halloween candy. First I had a sugar-induced heart-racing skin-flushing episode, now I feel nausious. Gross. Keep me away from that stuff! YAK! I wish I could just go throw up. ehhh >:o