December, 2000:

“I wanna get you in the back seat, windows up, that’s the way you like to FUCK….”

oops… sorry… wrong song…

Someone (online) introduced me to the Get Up Kids today. They are decent. Not incredible enough that I recommend you go buy a CD right now… but if your bored and wanna scrape a few of their songs off the trampled walls of Napster’s servers… it wouldn’t be a bad choice.

They remind me a lot of a garage band that was made up up some of my friends from high school. I cannot remember their name, though. The Super Stars or something like that, I think. I’ll have to call my brother later and find out. They had one really great song, of which I am going to attempt to recall some of the lyrics:

She takes a breath, a really deep breath
Washes her hands clean, the feeling just wont go away
Another day, another haircut
What was she afraid of?
Was it life?

…

Freedom and Gummi Bears
A thousand rickety fences
Well fuck you.
And now she’s gone.

…

A girl, is your world
And your sky rocket’s dying.
Apple juice kisses wont build a new world.

Okay… so I don’t remember it all that well. I wonder if my brother still has their CD? Doubtful, but I’ll ask.

Ack. Late. I woke up at 5am and said, “Fuck it… twenty more minutes won’t kill you.” I reset the alarm, and went back to bed. Twenty minutes later I woke up and said, “You know…. twenty more wont make that much of a difference.” Again, I reset the alarm and went back to bed. The third time I woke, the scenario was just about the same, with with one small change. I didn’t bother to rest the alarm. Two hours later… I wake up again. “FUUUUUCK!”

But I don’t care. No one is at work anyway, because it is the week after Christmas. On top of that… the few people that would have been there, wont be because “the roads are too icy to drive on so I am going to work from home.” Wimps.

My Dad is building my mom a website in his time off. She is VERY excited. I would give you the URL, but there are some very incriminating photos of me on it. You know… Christmas morning, I had just woken up, and mom’s shoving the digital camera in my face. On top of that, I don’t want THIS journal linked with THAT page in any search engine. If you want the URL, send me an email.

So, I’m drinking coffee, and listening to some crappy MP3s trying to decide if I should get in the shower or lounge around some more.

Work sucks after a week of vacation. Hell, work sucks no matter what. I am going to go lie down and read a bit… and then I am off to bed.

Drum roll please…..

A flannel comforter (Mom and Dad)

A 77mm red camera lens filter (Mom and Dad)

A George Foreman Grill (Aunt Marcia and Uncle Bob)

A $25 Old Navy Gift Certificate (Aunt Karen and Uncle Butch)

A $50 Gap Gift Certificate [currently lost in the mail] (Grandma Jane)

A safety can opener [as seen on TV] (David)

A pair of Old Navy work Kakhis (Mom & Dad)

An Old Navy Oxford work Shirt (Mom & Dad)

And Old Navy Plaid work Shirt (Mom & Dad)

A pair of brown Old Navy corduroy carpenter pants (Mom & Dad)

“The Best of Friends” [2 DVD set] (Brooke)

A set of towels [cheap kind] (Meemee and Papa Brooks)

A black Old Navy half-zipper fleece pullover (Mom & Dad)

$75 JC Penny Gift Certificate (New York Mom)

A new wallet (Mom & Dad)

A Farberware steak knife set [4 pack] (Mom & Dad)

“The Ultimate Hitchhiker’s Guide” by Douglas Adams [hard cover - five books in one] (Mom & Dad)

The following items were in my stocking (yes… I am 22 years old and I still get a stocking from Santa… laugh and I’ll break your fucking legs):

Old Navy boxer shorts [3 pack]

Package of Bic razors

Shaving Cream

Crest Toothpaste

Pizza flavored goldfish

Durex Ultra Sensitive Condoms [24 pack] (just kidding)

Right Guard deodorant

Glide dental floss

ACT II Extra Butter microwave popcorn [15 pack]

A bottle of shampoo

A can of “Sweet and Crunchy” honey glazed Planters peanuts

I imagine I left out a few things.

Watching the “Best of Friends” on DVD (thanks, sis). I’ll post the obligitory “list o’shit I got for christmas” in a bit.

At my dad’s house now. Played Taboo with eight people. Did Tequilla shots with my dad and my brother. Not a first time for either… but a first time for all three.

Time for bed now, I think.

Goin’ over to my mom’s for Christmas now.

My dad bought a couple bottles of liquor and fully intends on getting trashed. I can’t let the man down, now can I?

Woke up quick, at about noon
Just thought that I had to be postin’ soon
I gotta get codin’ before the day begins
Before people start bitchin’ about they “friends”

About to code and damn near went blind
Apache in the house throwin’ up bad signs
I got on the server, to get the tip
With emacs on the side of my hip

I got inside and started greppin’
Just as I thought, mysql kept steppin
I jumped in the code with SQL on my mind
I optimzed every query that I could find

Then I let XMMS play
I was pumpin’ new shit by the Bloodhound Gang
It was “The Bad Touch” at the top of the list
Then I played my own shit, it went somethin’ like this:

Shiftin’ myself into perl mode,
Jockin’ the glitches, slappin’ the code
I went to the logs to get the scoop
AOLers out there are outta the loop

A rewrite line will fix their ass
I open the conf file and fix it fast
I get an email from them with nothin’ to say
It’s all about gettin’ the goat some play

Cuz the Brad in the hood is alwayz awake
Just send him an email and he’ll fix the mistake
Doin’ Nothin’ but LiveJournal, that’s legit
If ya wanna say thanks send a woman with big tits.

I don’t listen to a lot of Dance/Techno/R&B/Hip Hop/Rap music. A lot of it I just don’t like. The rest of it, I have just rarely been exposed to.

I need Artist/Song suggestions for party type music. You know, fun stuff people will dance to.

I don’t really care for the stuff that has NO lyrics what so ever… so unless it is REALLY good, don’t bother suggesting it. The hardcore indie rock stuff is cool, as long as it has a good beat to it.

Please, no gangsta rap.

Thank you.