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November 4th, 2009
07:14 am
Something was up yesterday afternoon-evening. I felt pretty frustrated for no reason at all.
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November 2nd, 2009
12:22 am
I just killed a whole bottle of Merlot. Never had Merlot before. I think what I said after my first couple sips... was something like "It's not as smooth as Pinot Noir and kind of lacking."
I dunno. I was just being a wine snob, that I actually don't know much about, but apparently still can type drunk. Oly after backspacing a whole bunch and laughing at how much I type capslock when I mean "a".
I chugged some water, too, right, but I'm still gonna feel like shit tomorrow I just know it.
Fuck there's so many feelings I want to say, but even drunk I'm gonna hold them back and keep them to myself. I'll just sound whiny otherwise.
I guess I like to keep a certain image. Or at least NOT look at a certain way.
That certain way is whiny and weak.
Edit: This mood looks like a James Bond wannabe.
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/sam/drunk.gif) Super drunk.
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October 29th, 2009
10:48 pm
I'll be at another job later down the road, look back, and ask why I ever stuck around with this hell hole.
My boss is a pussy.
My company is shitting on me.
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October 2nd, 2009
10:09 pm - Keyboard Ken (Doo doo doo do doo doo doo doo)
Now all I want to do is play music all day... I actually did that today, for the most part. I woke up, ate whataburger breakfast (never have before), planned on going to that courier company and didn't, went home, played piano/keyboard off and on all day until I was invited to eat dinner and see a movie with friends...
Invention of Lying is a terrible movie, by the way. It had about 4 funny parts that I could tell you verbally in about 30 seconds.
It was kind of a cool feeling though, I didn't know why I was so hungry when I went to eat dinner. I didn't even realize I missed lunch because I was playing music.
I'll eventually get tired of it, like I do everything else. It's just nice to WANT to be committed to something for once, even if it's temporary.
I think the last time I missed a meal I was awake for, and didn't even realize, was back when I first played WoW. At least this seems a little more substantial than an MMO.
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11:59 am
You know I didn't even look at the ounces of this coffee I ordered... but it's a 32oz bag.
It's bigger than my head.
I don't drink coffee THAT much, so I think I'm good on coffee for a while...
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/sam/complacent.gif) Facepalm.
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September 30th, 2009
12:04 pm
So I got to talking with one of the couriers who deliver product to my store about his job and stuff...
Couriers get paid pretty good, man, I am surprised. After driving down to San Antonio I realized driving around isn't so bad, which is one of the reasons I didn't think I'd like being a courier.
This company is even lenient and they try to keep couriers delivering in the area they are from/live in, or if you want to drive out further for more money you can...
Only other problem is getting up super early, but every job has its negative.
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September 21st, 2009
11:14 pm - Now I have west nile.
What a greedy mosquito. He was about the size of a small pea...
An easy kill.
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September 19th, 2009
07:38 am
My LEGS! My poor poor lleeeegggssss!
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/sam/scared.gif) PAIN!
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September 16th, 2009
11:23 pm - My moods require you to see them on my page to get the full effect.
Oh no way! I, too, orbit around the sun.
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/sam/tired.gif) Olive, Tired, and Asian.
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03:08 am
Jesus I bet this song is cake on piano, it is a TONGUE TWISTER on guitar...
But amazingly enough I am getting it...
Now... to go ice my hand.
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September 15th, 2009
05:20 pm - Hands and guitars were not built for the punishment I am issuing them.
I am KILLING MY HAND playing my guitar... I'm trying to sort out the final fantasy prelude and all the tabs I've looked up were straight up wrong, and all the sheet music isn't exactly guitar friendly just because it covers 4 octaves and the guitar is technically made for it, but covering 3 octaves sounds pretty close.. and that way I don't have to go above the 12th fret which I have always found lame in tabs. At least for acoustic.
And most of the tabs are only tabbed to 2 octaves anyway, because one said the guitar isn't capable of playing 3 in this song...
I hate the tabs on the internet. But it gets me pointed in the right direction to find out the real way the song is, so I don't fully hate them.
I had to take a break, because I am using muscles in my hand I have never used before to try and get this song learned correctly...
I will learn it though.
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September 14th, 2009
10:43 pm
I had this urge to be creative musically, but when I started jamming out some crap the feeling went away.
I guess trying was enough.
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September 10th, 2009
06:17 pm
Well... nothing in the attic. I sweat a whole lot, though, seeing as how I was in jeans and a heavy, hooded coat.
I take no chances.
It's raining now so I suppose they were just trying to get away from that, rather than already set up a nest in my house.
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05:13 pm
Another fucking wasp in my room.
I'm like "fuck this", after I kill it, "I'm going outside and checking the area for a nest... they're getting in trying to make a second nest."
There's a wasp at the back sliding glass door, on the inside.
It's inside, it's gotta be. It's in the attic if there is one.
To dream that you kill a wasp, signifies your fearlessness to ward off your enemies and maintain your ethics and rights.
My mom is deathly allergic to wasp and bee stings, and I've never been stung so I don't know if I am allergic as well... but this needs to be taken care of, so here I come you assholes. I'm donning my battlegear and searching the attic.
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September 4th, 2009
11:55 pm
Man my forearms hurt from carrying a 24 pack of 1/2L dasani bottles in one arm, and bananas a 6 pack of juice drinks and a 104 CD case across WalMart and waiting in line.
If only I could carry stuff with my legs, because my legs are massive and strong like a sumo wrestler, and my arms are far from that standard...
Well. Off to San Antonio to visit with my dad and some other cousins I haven't seen since I was maybe 12.
I haven't been to San Antonio since I was maybe 17/18, it's gonna be kind of weird.
Nah not weird. Just long overdue I guess.
I don't really want to drive for 4-6 hours to get there honestly, and then have to drive 4-6 the next day, but I already said I would, and I hate the idea of getting my dad's hopes up and then crushing them.
I don't think he ever did that to me, so why should I do it to him.
In fact, he was very careful in trying to not ever get my hopes up just so I didn't feel any disappointment in him or the situation...
So. 5 hours of sleep, and then 5 hours of driving.
Let's see how I do.
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02:46 am - People have been socially outcasted/blacklisted for this kind of behavior in America at one point.
For a while I've been trying to track down some good russian opera, like military choir, and I never could get the search right... I mean I had absolutely nothing to search with except Russian Military Opera, and that yielded just boring ole opera originating from russia.
Well today I realized I did have a point of reference to find this type of music... the soundtrack to Hunt for Red October!
And bam, just like that, the song Hymn of Red October (Main Theme) was actually on allmusic.com and had some description saying how it was very reminiscent of the Red Army Choir.
And now I have Red Army Choir on my computer. It was exactly what I was looking for and it is completely awesome.
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/sam/moody.gif) Content, Relaxed, and Red.
Current Music: Red Army Choir - My Army
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September 2nd, 2009
02:32 am - I can't sleep, damnit.
Thoughts of sorrow
birthed from my own boredom.
How distracted I have been.
I'd like to write more, since I don't really like that one, but I can't think of anything so I don't want to force it.
Current Music: Please Let Me Get What I Want (Dream Academy Cover)
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August 23rd, 2009
11:23 pm - Fall and Winter is my time to shine.
Fall is coming, I can feel it.
I'm getting that urge to listen to certain music and be all nostalgic.
And I'm sleeping less because I want to be awake and think and be creative.
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August 20th, 2009
09:38 pm - Chasing concepts and larcenists.
An acquaintance came into the pharmacy to pick up some prescriptions, and she was on pain killers (I guess she just got out of the hospital for something). She was there enough to be a person, but out of it enough to where you could tell she was acting strange. Pretty normal circumstance, really, happens everyday.
The strange part was how comfortable I felt talking to her. I never feel comfortable around her, because honestly I don't really like her, but whatever state she was in was just calming.
I didn't think about that all day until just now. Either I'm remembering wrong about how I felt or I am truly that abnormal.
In other news: What the fuck can you make out of shampoo? I'm losing ~40-60 bottles a WEEK to these fucking thieves, and it's creating so much work for me. I figure they're reselling it, but that's a lot of shampoo... they have GOT to be making something out of it.
Someone told me they heard anti-dandruff shampoo has something in it that can be made into methamphetamine, but I researched it (as best I could) online, and found nothing that talked about that.
I guess if they're making crack or something, it COULD just be used as some sort of "filler" to make more. Like maybe it bakes really well with the other crack ingredients...
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August 18th, 2009
11:04 pm
Today just felt good.
I almost don't want to sleep just to preserve the feeling.
Current Music: Let the Drummer Kick
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