Wednesday, September 28, 2005

Armed to the teeth.
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Irish- I'm stuck between being a child and being a corpse. I think that quagmire is as frustrating as the adult/child one.

If I'm getting cuter as I age I wonder if I'll be a cute grandpa. A conundrum. I think I'm alright looking. All I need is one bitching pair of red sunshades and I'm in business. I bet you're pretty cute, yeah?

Baptism is basically a choice. Prior to that you can be an un-baptized publisher which means you can go from door-to-door/place materials/etc. but you cannot uh, well- do other things. Become a pioneer [someone who strives to meet a certain goal of hours door-to-door in a month] or rise in the ranks of JWdom, etc. I had to take a verbal quiz, which was basically like a really low-key theological exam. I don't really know why I lost my faith. It was seriously all I had left. Socially, optimistically and otherwise. Eventually I just kind of fell out of 'believing' and arrived at this juncture in time where I'm not really anything religiously. I am spiritual but have no where to direct it, lol.

The strange lives we live.

Leaful- My dad is ageless. Okay, maybe not- but he is eerily similar to that picture, yes.

Yeah, I look pretty rad in a suit/trench coat/parted hair. I should try that look out again sometime. Just, without the psychotic cow.

Oh shit- duck ninja.

Theme song of this post: St. Petersburg by Supergrass.



Before the time of the morning sandman
I can find my way around
Soon be here at the borderline I guess
Armageddon coming down

And here lies a pretty state again
It's time to make a move on
Cos' in three days I'll be out of here
And it's not a day too soon

Firelight, the light of love, burns
Turns to ashes in your hand
So to bed by the morning light I guess
I'm awake and understand

Set sail for St. Petersburg
Making use of my time
Cos' in three days I'll be out of here
And it's not a day too soon

Head out to a better life
I can get a job, settle down
I'm full of love, of a full of feeling
I can't stand the here and now

Leave town for pity's sake you know
It's time to make a move on
Cos' in three days I'll be out of here
And it's not a day too soon
Yeah, three days I'll be out of here
And it's not a day too soon

^Lyrics posted because I find them poignant/relevant to myself.

They caught a picture of a giant squid which is good for science- but bad for me. I have no idea why but the idea of being in the deep ocean freaks me the fuck out. Pictures of the ocean freak me out too. Like those documentaries about whales where they always have like 40 minutes out of a 50 minute documentary being footage of the whale underwater just.. chilling. Or leaping out of the water. But for some reason deep water just scares the shit out of me. Like all these weird, foreign creatures are there and all of them are made to be there. You're a human. You have legs for a reason, you jackass. GTFO. Like walking on the fucking moon- hello, not your place, go away. Just the moon doesn't have a vibrant ecosystem full of things that are larger and more powerful than you in their native environment. ARGH! FREAKS ME OUT! AHHH FREAKED OUT BY WATERNESS OF IT ALL. The squid is kind kawaii but the WATER PART causes IRRATIONAL FEAR. *shivers* Eggggh. *looks at it again* EEGHHH. OKay I have to stop looking at it. I'm on the Yahoo! News site and it's like everywhere. It's fucking freaking me out. Damn you, giant squid. Damn you and the Japanese who took a picture of you.

History books are goddamn expensive. I made this comment sort of off-handedly to my mom about a book I had seen in Waldenbooks that was orgasmic. It was called Armageddon and it was about World War 2 from 1944-1945 [Eastern Front for the win]. I looked to the back of it and it was 30 dollars which is a massive dent in my "loser who has no job" lifestyle. She went to mall the next day and bought it for me as a gift which took me by surprise. So yes. My mom is cool. The book is cooler than my mom, unfortunately. Not by much, though.

Sometimes when people say that God is punishing us I just want to look at them and say "Don't have the audacity to think you're worth the time." Seriously, the human race is one of the most insignificant things that exists on the scale of the universe. I'd be really fucking sad if all the creativity God can pump out to destroy us is Hurricanes that flood cities that we predicted would flood. That's stealing our idea, damnit God. Get your own disasters. Lazy. But, I can't really say that humanity is important enough on the celestial spectrum that we warrant a yearly whomping with godsent disasters. If people whine about Rita/Katrina being caused by God, wait until the next extinction event. Then you'll really see some god worthy ruination. Apocalypse, yeah.

It is sad, though, that people lose so much by just living in a region of the planet. And, really, it's hard to escape. Living here there are several things that could destroy all or most of my property- I'm on the southern tip of tornado alley, I am subject to intense flash flooding that almost washes my SUV away, San Antonio is close enough to the coast to be pummeled by a Hurricane, San Antonio houses a couple of military installations so we could be subject to a terror attack. You can't really exist with a full guarantee of anything resembling safety- the chances are low, obviously, that terrorists will attack San Antonio. However, there is no real, total security anywhere. Obviously if you live in a bowl-shaped depression along the Gulf Coast you're asking for some trouble, BUT- no where is safe. Not totally. 9-11 proved that, especially when directed by humans, chaos can happen anywhere.

I also am of the belief that it's idiotic to even presume that any mass of roads can handle millions of people fleeing in terror. That's not going to work no matter how many lanes you have. Personally I would rely on a mixture of train, air and road lines- but not solely on any three of them. It would overload the local network with ease, especially when you are dealing with a metropolis that has 2+ million people in it. Of course, I'm not exactly in a position to lobby for evacuation reforms or anything. I don't think I could convince anyone beyond, say, my dog that any of my ideas are valid. But, you have to start somewhere- right?

You're not ready. Please stop acting like you are.

Alright. Pass out time.

P.S. Dad: Hey, Kenny. What are you up to?

Ken: Killing blood orcs.

Dad: ... Ahh.

Ken: It's a hobby.

P.P.S. Fuck. I went to Yahoo!'s most popular news page and the entire photos section is tons of picture of the goddamn squid. Fuck. Fucking squid.

P.P.P.S. Whole news story about the squid thing. *sees picture again <_>;;;;
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