Arch Nemesismanship

"Alright you primitive screw-heads, listen up!!"--Ash, Army of Darkness

I forgot how funny Army of Darkness was. So many quotable lines. Humor vs. Horror and Humor won. So, that movie was viewed last night at my Arch Nemesis' apartment. The night was spent venting about work, the screepy people there, cling-ons, heckling those listed above, each other and discussing an assortment of other topics like Harry Potter, blogs and the man on the motorcycle with the sexy neck and eyes. You get the idea.

First off, 'twas so nice to just to get out of my apartment and do something, anything, not there. I was at the HQ of my arch nemesis. I mean, what better way to spend the evening? Watching movies, discussing, heckling and commentating who knows what the good goosin' heck!!

One of the topics discussed was about titles. Everyone has a title to someone else whether it be friend, passing acquaintances, Sandra D. or whatever else. I've modestly earned my title as an arch nemesis. I'm okay with that. She's mine. She claims to be good. I claim neither good nor evil. This whole let's be enemies is just between us two. And it's good fun.

What was especially fun was that I learned of some of her weaknesses. Ooh, this is great!! I could tell everyone what they are but, seeing as we are arch enemies to each other and no one else, it wouldn't be right of me to spread the word. It's some sort of unwritten code or something like that and I don't want her to have the desire to destroy my soul. She's allowed to destroy my ego but I'm rather fond of whatever is left of my soul. Besides that, I enjoy the fun we poke at each other. I have to keep her around just for that. But at least I found a weakness. Well, she told it to me straight up. Anyway, she got the 1-up on me on other stuff. She's better at the slander and can cut me down like nobody's business. So, we're even. And besides, we have to have a reason to keep up our title. Ha ha!!

Crap hits the fan

"I am vindicated, I am selfish, I am wrong,
I am right I swear I'm right,
Swear I knew it all along,
And I am flawed,
but I am cleaning up so well,
I am seeing in me now,
the things you swore you saw yourself."
--Vindicated, Dashboard Confessional

I hoped for a lot this week. I wanted so much. And yet again, the world has turned and left me here. I believe I have good intentions. I try hard when I find something I want. I am able to focus. Sure I'm not perfect but I'll take a good stab at it. Am I hoping for the wrong things? Should I have my focus elsewhere? What do I give in to? What do I resist? Why does everything have to come down all at once? I'm tired of this crap. I just want to slip away and just have the leaves in North Carolina just bury me! Bury Me!! I don't want to do your sleepwalk dance anymore, I just want to go to Summerland. Why is it that when I come to the rescue I get left behind? I can hear them talking in the real world but they don't understand. Don't fall down now you will never get up.

I want to be saved.

I have two brains

"We stayed at home to write, to consolidate our outstretched selves."--Sylvia Plath

Brain number one is located in my head. It's supposed to process any and all information it collects. It has its good days and its bad. Brain number two is on paper. I write. It's for recollection. It keeps track of everything. Storage space is purchased from the Moleskine Co. Somehow for me, this works.

Only I have to understand

"Sometimes the most real things are the things you can't see."--Tom Hanks, Polar Express

My experiences are my own. I have my own reasoning. The fact of the matter is that I will do my own thing and follow my own path. What I do and how I feel depend completely on the way I view things. And at times like these I don't think I'll ever be able to explain things so that others will see exactly what I see. That does not matter to me though. What does matter is that I do what I feel is right. I respect those who do likewise. I cannot ask for more.

I must wait my turn

"I hope to risk everything for what is right."--William Hurt, The Village

Tonight I am unable to write my thoughts down in my journal. I am calm. It is so nice to read someone else's perspective. I hope and pray for what is right. Tonight, someone else has the pen.

It does exist

"If you did that, I would have to shiv you."--Nathalia

There are things I hope for. I had a job interview last Wednesday. There's a girl that I like. Interview went well and now I just have to wait to know if I got the job. My friends express confidence in me. That helps. I went on a date with said girl and we had a good time. Now what's my next step. These stem to the following: I hate waiting and what the crap do I do next? I know I need to plan for the best and the worst but that's so hard!! I hope, I hope. Even when things look good I still fear. I hope...

I have been good these past two weeks. Kick over that rock!! I've done well with keeping my goals and I feel good for the most part. My confidence has grown but it's still shaky every now and again. The unkown is killer. I'll do my part and I'll leave the rest to the Man upstairs.

You can be dispensed

"We're just two ordinary people hating the crap out of each other."--Audrey H.

So, I've decided that many people, more often that not, have the collective IQ of a brick. There was this massive camp-out shindig and once again I realized that a lot of people are careless twits. Signs are pretty clear, so why the blazes are you driving in the wrong direction? Do you not know how to read? I don't care out if we are in the middle of freaking nowhere, so please have some respect. It's not that hard. It's not inconvenient.

Don't throw anything at my car even if it is just a water balloon. Apologize once and go away. I don't care for any explanation or lengthy groveling for forgiveness. Please depart.

You got a ride up here. That means someone has a car and you transported here by their kindness. I know I have six seatbelts. Just know this: please ask for a ride. Do not expect that you will automatically get one if you just follow the group up to my vehicle. I am an easy-going man but I am not okay with everything. I am not always happy. You cannot expect me to be happy all the time. I experience different emotions. I am human.

Respect other people. Don't take open space just because it's there. People need a margin of error. No one is perfect. There is tolerance, stepping on the toes, being entirely too strict and also stupidity. Know your limits. Do not test them.

I feel like a jerk

"So, which one are you hitting up first?"--Dr. Jones

I have good friends. They treat me well. And sometimes I feel like I am a nobk and/or jerk to them. 'tis in my blood [I do believe] to often times disregard other peoples thoughts, feelings or opinions. Sometimes that's needed but today I had horrible timing. I have no real conscious desire to destroy your hopes and ambitions but sometimes I just suck!!! I'm sorry!!

There's always a cult

"Join the Nintendo fan club today Mac!!"--Doc, Punch Out!!

Ah, the joys of listening to one half or one side of a conversation. Hence, I had a thought. Cult and Mainstream concepts, ideas, items, fads and whatnot. So my basic idea is thus:

Mainstream- Everybody is into it and there's no problem

Cult- Only a small amount of people are into it and many people have a problem with that

So, the only differences in the eyes that I claim as my own are the following; the amount of people into something and the amount of people having a big deal about those into that one thing. Frankly, I believe that no matter what you are into, somebody somewhere has a problem with it. Hence, everyone is in a cult. Pogs, Magic: the gathering, pokemon cards, punching people in the face. Those may or may not be good examples of what I am talking about. Right now for me it's those plastic tie things used at work that I use for bracelets. And would someone please burn that oven mitt. [grrrrrr......]

Goin' to TOWN!!

"That's what I go for, scoring....[awkward pause]. Points I mean."--Christine

Sorry. 'Tis been awhile. There was about two or three times these past 30 days in which I've tried to blog but the connection each time got screwy and I lost what I wrote. Not so enjoyable I tell you. And doing things twice is not my favorite activity. But what can you do? [shut up, I know]

This past month I've had some crazy ups and downs. Mostly just what the heck I so desire in life. I did take a road trip to Reno which helped a whole heap. So good to get out of town and see something different. Car troubles were something else though. Cars are expensive. Couldn't Harrison Ford or someone rich give me a billion dollars or something, I would really like that.

The comedy troupe is still quite joyous. We had our first public show not too long ago. It turned out quite well. I would like to do that more often. Except for the part in which one of the players jacks their knee. But all is well. We got her ice cream.

Work is lazy and dumb. I got my raise. I am currently looking for another job because I hate custodial forever and I gots an interview to be a referee. That's right up my alley. I would like that a lot.

Now for the goin' to town part. This started out Tuesday afternoon when I was doing laundry. I cleaned out my closet drawers by throwing away some really worn out clothing and putting other stuff in storage [hint: underneath my bed]. I organized everything there and in my closet. The closet door actually closes which hasn't happened for several months I do believe. Then last night I went to town on my dresser. I trashed pretty much everything I don't need. I can see my floor. My bed is made. I feel dang good. I've started over this week. Kick that rock!! I'm signing out. Love you all.