beach party 2004 was a rousing success, despite my complete and total lack of preparation. thankfully my friends and roomates took the time and money to purchase delicious beverages, decorations (beachy stuff), bring in beach chairs, and invite people. i didnt do any of these things, nevermind clean the apartment before or after the party. to be fair though, not a tremendous amount of cleaning was done after the party. i also have yet to chip in for the booze or decorations. in fact, i slept from 430-930 and by then people were showing up and the boozefest had begun. despite my low involvement level i did have a fantastic time highlighted by key appearances danielle, scandier, justine, byrne (sp?) and his sister (hospital visit ... oopsy), nader, Ja, jeff allen, buckley, shaw reshaw way, pete street, and 1000 other people i never met before. good times.

good weekend. friday i went out with work buddies. disguised as team bonding, many beers were consumed on the company dollar. first we went to the sunset grill in allston, famous for its absolutley silly beer selection. 112 taps. some obscene amount of different beers. next we tried jillians where leo (age 35) got turned away for only having his hong kong id. boston billiards didnt care so we drank and played more. the older gentlemen grew tired around 12 and left me to carouse by my solo. i returned to jillians in hopes of meeting up with jess, neil, martin, and a slew of neil's crew. luckily i knew somebody working there and disappeared into Tequila Rain (the club downstairs) to continue my search. i found them, enjoyed a wet t-shirt contest, drank more beer, and stumbled home around 230. while on the home stretch, within sight of my building, you know what happens? my right shoelace comes undone. great, just what i needed. honestly retying a shoe that has already been tied ... that seems a little ridiculous. once should be more than enough.

ive been known to crack my neck. numerous times per day in fact. id say, approximately 25 times, though it actually only cracks about 10 of those times. today, one of the ten almost robbed me of my eyesight. after cracking my neck my vision went all crazy colors, bright purple, orange, yellow and red. happily my regular vision with the colors im accustomed to returned after about 5 seconds

a few days ago i wrote about my bosses boss and how he was a killing machine UFC fighter. come to find out today, he is still very active in UFC competition and has been known to come to work sporting various bandages, eyepatches, slings, stitches and casts in a fightclubesque manner. there is no doubt in my mind that this guy could, and more importantly would, tear my torso into pieces if he wanted to.

Land of Confusion - Genesis. watch the video. its a good one.

stupid white trash

The Power of Love, by Celine Dion. the first girl to sing me this song wins an invitation to marry me.

by the by, kinlin started writing again, the lazy bastard. check it out maybe. or not.

15 people were fired today from my company. many more layoffs are expected this week ... makes for a fun co-op. no way anyone is gloomy or pissed off. nope, just totally content happy workers. like kinlin.

i went to the lane health center yesterday after leaving work early to make my appointment. whoopsy, i guess my doctor didnt come into work! thanks a lot lady. plus, the next available time .... MAY 27th. absurd.

Mark Lefebvre. this man is my bosses boss. my office is directly adjacent to his. passive aggressive is his nature, going straight to my boss whenever he catches me on the computer. never will he tell me first, in fact, ive exchanged no more than 10 words with the man. unfortunately afflicted with a perma-scowl, i am deathly afraid and intimidated by him. when i spoke to my boss about my fears, he laughed and laughed. after telling me my fears were in fact very justified, he added that Mark is a former UFC (Ultimate Fighting Championship) fighter. for the uninformed/girls, this is the best (read: toughest, most gruesome) fighting league that is legal in the united states. basically it means that this guy is an animal. consequently, ive begun bringing a sharpened stick to work for protection.

has anyone seen the new commercial with the drill sergent guy from full metal jacket? shouting on and on about some crappy sporting goods store. absolutely awul. who even said drill sergents would be good salesmen for anything. such angry little men.

at 50 years old, i do not want to find myself bagging groceries in marlborough massachusetts. i also do not want to have a humongous growth on the back of my neck the size of a soccer ball. that guy does not have it made.

co-op has made me realize more and more that most people are just as, if not more, lazy than myself. for example, today there is a meeting scheduled for 1:30. because lunch generally ends around 1, and nothing can be accomplished in 30 minutes, that time is wasted at the computer writing blog entries and buying things on eBay. laziness rules.

ive heard a lot recently about 'The Passion of Christ', directed by Mel Gibson (assisted by God). i read a review that tore apart the movie and defended earlier statements that basically said that Mel Gibson is a nazi, the film is anti-semetic, blah blah blah. while i havent seen the movie and cant comment on its content, claiming god helped you direct seems a bit egotistical. mr gibson has faced a seemingly unending string of angry people grilling him about his movie and i think its only fair to step back and tell those idiots to shut up. evidently the movie makes pontious pilate look like a decent human being, and the jews like assholes. i dont care how gibson made pilate look, nor that he kept in a line where the jews admit they were wrong, and i especially dont care whether that reflects the actual events. its a movie idiots, subject to creative licenses and what not. and as to its anti-semetic nature, i can only point to the unending list of movies that make catholics look like dicks (or homosexuals/perverts): Stigmata, The Order, Priest, Primal Fear Waking the Dead, Dogma, and 40 Days and 40 Nights to name only a few. so lets see, 1 anti-jew movie, and countless anti-catholic ones. so shut up.