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29 April 2011 @ 06:15 pm

just testing this out...

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05 March 2009 @ 01:25 am
So I haven't updated this in a long time... Maybe I should start again.

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20 July 2008 @ 05:12 pm
Thought it was awesome.





That is all.
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I had a dream the other night about Anderson Cooper. For some reason I was on a film studio lot next to some trailers where a bunch of people stood around outside. Next thing I know, Anderson Cooper comes walking up and stops to talk to some people around me. As he walks away, I look down and see that I have a feather duster and some lady comes up and makes a joke about how the feather duster looks like Anderson Cooper's hair. We laugh at the horrible joke and turn around and he's standing right behind us. He takes the feather duster, holds it up to his hair, and kind of runs it down his face before saying, "yeah it does kind of look like my hair," he gives the feather duster to the other lady and walks away again. The lady next to me is holding the duster having a conniption because Anderson Cooper touched the duster and I remember thinking, "this bitch better give me back my feather duster," and that's when I woke up...

There was another part involving So You Think You Can Dance, but I don't remember anything about that part.
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04 July 2008 @ 11:45 pm
Basically the short story is that the UTSA VA office needs to be more proactive and do things their damn selves instead of making me do their job for them.

When I have to call the VA and they end up pissed off at you for not doing your job, well then you have a problem buddy. And by buddy I mean people who can't pick up a phone and call for themselves to verify that yes, I am supposed to be receiving this money from the military for the past two years of schooling.

Flippin' UTSA and their creation of flippin' work for the flippin' people they're supposed to be flippin' helping in the flippin' first place.
Current Mood: irritatedirritated
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17 June 2008 @ 12:26 am
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19 April 2008 @ 12:49 pm
I went and saw Forgetting Sarah Marshall yesterday and it confirmed what I already knew. I hate Kristin Bell. That's all I could think about during the whole movie. That's funny *chuckle chuckle* Oh wait, now here comes Kristin Bell (aka where the funny dies). Yep still hate her. Ooooh more funny stuff.

The best part of that movie besides the Dracula puppet show, has got to be all the scenes from "Crime Scene" the fake tv show Sarah Marshall was the star of. And not because of Sarah Marshall, but because William Baldwin plays Caruso's character from CSI: Miami. That was hilarious to me.



Movies to see in the future based on the trailers before Forgetting Sarah Marshall:

Hamlet 2

The Incredible Hulk (I don't even really want to see it all that bad, but I know I will anyway)
Speed Racer (It looks cool, but I don't know if I'll be able to take all those damn colors without getting a massive headache)
Tropic Thunder
(The only downside is Ben fucking Stiller. Man I hate that guy. He's the same guy in every movie, and needs a new fucking shtick)
Wanted (James McAvoy in an action movie, 'nuff said)
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In a recent interview, asked rapper (and fountain of knowledge) DMX about the presidential race.

Are you following the presidential race?
Not at all.

You’re not? You know there’s a Black guy running, Barack Obama and then there’s Hillary Clinton.
His name is Barack?!

Barack Obama, yeah.

What the fuck is a Barack?! Barack Obama. Where he from, Africa?

Yeah, his dad is from Kenya.
Barack Obama?

What the fuck?! That ain’t no fuckin’ name, yo. That ain’t that nigga’s name. You can’t be serious. Barack Obama. Get the fuck outta here.

You’re telling me you haven’t heard about him before.
I ain’t really paying much attention.

I mean, it’s pretty big if a Black…
Wow, Barack! The nigga’s name is Barack. Barack? Nigga named Barack Obama. What the fuck, man?! Is he serious? That ain’t his fuckin’ name. Ima tell this nigga when I see him, “Stop that bullshit. Stop that bullshit” [laughs] “That ain’t your fuckin’ name.” Your momma ain’t name you no damn Barack.

Just, wow...

I especially like how DMX completely ignores everything else that comes out of the interviewers' mouth outside of "Barack."
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07 March 2008 @ 02:28 pm
From Stuff White People Like

Subject: Sarah Silverman

"White people love to laugh, so it’s no surprise that some of the funniest people in the world are white! But do not believe that white people find all types of humor funny. BET Comicview for example is not considered funny, and white people generally get little to no enjoyment out of the program.

The easiest way to find out if a comedian is approved by white people is to see if they get mentioned on music blogs or have ever given an interview where they talk about how much they love The Magnetic Fields, Of Montreal, or The Shins. But this does not guarantee white acceptance.

If the topic of comedy comes up, the best thing to do is talk about how much you love Sarah Silverman. White people can’t get enough of her!

Her whole shtick is about saying really offensive things! But it’s ok because she’s pretty and has a small voice so it all sounds so cute! Get it? It’s not offensive, because when she says racist or sexist things she knows they are offensive. So it’s ok.

Much as white women will say that John Stewart is their perfect man, it is fully acceptable and encouraged for white men to say that Sarah Silverman is their perfect woman.

Sarah Silverman is also considered an “alternative comic” which essentially means she is universally loved by white people, but not enough so that she can be a movie star.

Other acceptable ‘alternative’ comedians: David Cross, and the Comedians of Comedy (Patton Oswalt, Brian Posehn, and Zach Galifinakis).

Also acceptable: Any comedian who shares your ethnicity.

WARNING: under no circumstances should you EVER list Dane Cook as your favorite comedian. The wrong kind of white people like him. And mentioning him will cause white people to lose all respect for you.
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07 March 2008 @ 12:00 pm
On Wednesday we had a final presentation for the project we had been working on for the past month or so and it was the wierdest presentation I have ever been a part of.

First off, I was the only person who had everything ready to be shown for the final presentation (full drawings w/ some minor things left out because of the amount of time left and models), which I had never experienced before. I mean there is always one or two people who just don't finish enough to have a successful presentation, but for 12 people not to have their stuff done (not completely done mind you, but done enough to give the appearance of finality) is just plain shocking to me. So throughout the presentations the reviewers are getting more and more pissed off because people weren't showing much of anything substance-wise to get critiqued on. So then I go up with all my stuff, not completed but with enough detail for them to get what I'm trying to do, and they get all happy because "hey, at least someone has all there stuff in order to give a real critique." So I say my concept about whatever and get some constructive criticism and sit down all happy that it went well. Then the tide turns against everyone that's left. The reviewers start picking apart other people's projects for things which are common sense (like having a ceiling be 25 ft high to get the feeling of high ceilings when having a ceiling height of 12 ft will create the same affect) people get torn apart for not having enough drawings to successfully explain what the hell they're trying to do, and then "Harold" goes up.


Harold - been in architecture school for four years, but doesn't know if it's what he wants to do. Goes to studio class just to sign in and then proceeds to leave and be sociable elsewhere, neglecting to do work. When he does do work it's completely half-assed and without any thought behind it. And he's one of the most annoying distracting people in the world, who just won't leave people alone when they're trying to work.)

Harold goes up and presents the two or three sketches he has about his design and a model that has nothing on it regarding architecture, but is clearly made out of brightly colored construction paper. He starts talking, but before he can get too far into his presentation the professor stops him and start reading him the riot act about him never doing/having his work. It's about five minutes of "I've tried to help you, but you don't seem to be getting it," "I chase you down and try to get you to work, but you never do any," blah blah blah. And then the one of the jurors pops in with "Are sure architecture is what you want to do?" To which, Harold has nothing to say about the subject. And then he tries explain his concept more fully about just "copying what was there before" because there used to be an old plantation in that area before the school was built which draws the ire of the jurors even more. Finally the professor's had enough and just says next. So Harold leaves.

And that wasn't even the craziest part of the presentations...

The jurors and prof are still pretty pissed as "Jim" goes up. Jim starts explaining his stuff by essentially just walking through the building , he has his drawings but no model, and the prof stops him saying that's good and all but what's your main idea/concept. Jim starts repeating what he said earlier, but the prof stops him again clearly still angry from the Harold critique right before, and goes off on him about never really having an idea and just doing what he wanted to do without taking the site into consideration, as well as never really showing the profs (there are three profs in total, they come to studio on their respective days and you get three different opinions about your work) what he had as far as ideas go. So Jim gets pissed and starts tearing down his drawings saying "well I guess I wasted your time then" and throws his drawings onto the floor in a corner. So the prof gets up trying to tell Jim that there's no need for the dramatics and Jim steps up to him and starts eying him like he wants to fight. So I'm behind them thinking that Jim is more athletically built than the prof and probably has the speed, but the prof has the height/ and maybe weight advantage and could possibly catch him by surprise if a rumble were to happen. The whole room gets quiet and neither one of them is backing down. Then they start to gain their senses, Jim leaves and slams a door, and the prof calls for the next person.

All I know is that shit was crazy, even crazier without sleep for over 24 hours.