YEEAA BUOOOOYA!! FUCK GWAR, I SAID, WHAT TIME IS IT?

it's the year of the mix tape/cd

i'm listenin' to the WARP mix from their Videos DVD comp and it is MADHOT!

'Watch And Repeat Play' - A Warp Records Mix
Mixed, arranged and edited by Buddy Peace and 'ZILLA'

shit. It's 12:30 in the afternoon the next day and I'm still feeling that "morning-after-drunkenness". But damn, I really gotta stop coming home drunk as hell and posting messages everywhere on the internet. It's not good.

Anyway, right now I'm thinking the moral of last night's story can be summed up by paraphrasing the immortal words of one Jeremy Gauthier:

"I gotta start not stop drinking so much no more..."

Did I mention I'm potentially guest-listed for that next Our Mercury show on the 20th??? HELLS YES!!!!

It's a bloody shame nobody came out to punk rock bingo with me tonight. You totally all could've seen me at the top of my drunken game. Hell, I'm still shit-faced now and it's like 3 hours since I've stopped drinking. I totally hooked up with the lead singer from the Frosted Tipz (whose boyfriend is in Les Tabs and was there that night- bad news on my part) as well as Kim (Delilah; the BINGO girl).

Shit, I should never get this drunk. I turn into a real fuckin man-slut when I'm like this. I never used to be like this. What happened?

Plus, the knuckles on my right hand are swollen and bruised. I don't remember what happened, but Jess told me I punched out a mirror. hahahaha Wish I could remember that one.

I think I got invited to the Les Tabs New Year's party too. I think I'm supposed to go jam with them at some guy named Jason's house. But I'm too fuckin drunk to know for sure. All I know is Kim is calling me tomorrow to sort it all out. Thank goodness, because I can't remember shit right now.

FUCK, I'M SOOOO DRUNK. hahaha

Nite.

hey par, I'm getting better at installing stuff. Some things I need to use "tar -xvjf"

I've unzipped mplayer, and it's odd, I can see it's directory in the shell, but I can't access it... in konqueror I can't find it or the zip file at all...

Very apt, edo.

So, speaking hypothetically, why is it that if one's hypothetical brother smashes in the hypothetical door of his hypothetical car, thereby making it completely unusable, the person hypothetically most inconvenienced by this hypothetical incident is hypothetical me?

Also, caught The Life Aquatic today. It's no Tenenbaums, but has that familiar Wes Anderson touch of making characters who, with a heavier touch, should be loathed, but instead end up as being quite lovable. Despite the reviews which depict it as disappointing, I still think it's worth a look. The innocent quirkiness alone makes it worthwhile, and some of the exchanges are absolutely hilarious in their non-chalant delivery; such as when Steve Zissou is told his expedition will be financed on the condition he doesn't kill his objective, the elusive jaguar shark:

Corner Gas is funny.

new years will likely be at Pam's but we'll have to wait for her to e-mail something out for sure.

My room looks like chernobyl right now... but holy shit does is sound great in here.

I changed over all the shitty speaker-cables to nicer thick shielded ones and spent the majority of the afternoon re-arranging my speaker placement. The front stereo field has finally been adequately separated (the speakers are roughly on either side of the room), and instead of having the subwoofer in between the four front speakers, it's now instead BEHIND you as opposed to in front. It makes for a super rad stereo-field; everything's coming from all around you!!! Plus, I tightened up the subwoofer's bass response so it's less boomy and more punchy. It sounds fuckin INCREDIBLE.

BTW: I'm going to BINGO tonight with Jess and Karlin after I'm done work. If anyone should care to join...