i bought jPod last nite and i am fully geeking my way through it. it’s over 500 pages i hope i finish it in time for the nerd reading with courtney and fil on the 23rd. i haven’t met coupland yet, you’d think i would have by now, but no. i’ve heard stories about how he’s pompous or whatever i don’t care i’m just gonna say look dude, microserfs drove me crazy, for real. thanks for that. peace.
what happened is i read it over ten times and pretty much had it memorized and at the height of my bipolarity and crazy sketchiness in my life i was drawing back on it as reference and mixing that up with reality and it was pretty scary, for those around me at least, for me, i thought i was like some super duper smart person.
DON’T SMOKE DOPE!
we saw mi-3 last nite, it was alright. in every tom cruise movie when he takes his shirt off he does the same fucking I AM TOM CRUISE TAKING OFF MY SHIRT move where he’s all intensely looking at the girl, sorry dude, i would fully bust up laughing if i was in the room and saw you do that neck crane SHE IS THE CENTRE OF MY MOTHER FUCKING UNIVERSE eye contact crap.
maybe he knows what it’s all about though, maybe we all should be making grandiose productions of removing articles of clothing, like when you take off your work socks you can roll them down your legs like THEY’RE ON FIRE and then totally fucking launch them across the room like you are some mexican baseball pitcher, i dunno.
back to mi-3, there’s at least 30 parts in the movie where you will be WHAT THE FUCK NOT POSSIBLE for example how his wife brings him back to life after he electrocutes himself cos there’s a microchip bomb in his fucking head and so she brings him back to life by means of oldschool CPR and then resorts to punching and pounding on his chest and IT WORKS!
it’s good to know that i can put live power lines into a bowl of water and put a popsicle stick between my teeth and then have my wife pull the switch and zap the hell out of myself and i will totally come back to life.
uh maybe you shouldn’t have read the last two paragraphs if you didn’t want the end spoiled for you.
whatever. it’s still worth seeing, fil liked it.
the best line is when lawrence fishburne says DON’T INTERRUPT ME WHEN I’M ASKING RHETORICAL QUESTIONS.
and at the end of the film when it got all silent and right before the credits began i yelled out SCIIIIENNNTOOOOLOGYYYYYYY!
May 11, 2006
my green thai curry turned out very professional tasting.
the people in this building are complete assholes when it comes to laundry, if our clothes are left in the washer or dryer for 5 minutes too long they are violently thrown onto one of the counters in a big confusing mess, like holy rageaholics i’m sorry you are a hundred years old and live and die by the laundry clock but fuck, touch my laundry again and i will fucking kill you.
how’s that for rageahol!
fil’s wish
so tonite master chef raymi, that’s me, will be preparing a chicken and rice green thai curry dish with tomato, green onion, zuccini and mushrooms. i may or may not add the mushrooms, they might take over flavor-wise, tho there will also be spinach in it hi i am domesticated.
i flicked a cigarette at samir’s mouth/chin last nite by mistake.
i was trying to get him in the chest.
i felt bad too, mostly cos there were witnesses. i don’t like it when people outside of our circle know how evil i am.
when we left samir played the megatouch machine like it was a keyboard to the beat of the 80s music that was on and on our way back to the condo he said some shit, making fun of me with fil and i said YEAH I’M GOING TO FILE THAT UNDER NOT FUNNY.
it’s true.
look my crazy bird picture has a new home in willheim’s studio!
also, samir is gay! who knew?
