Month: March 2005

Well, I’ve been working on this crazy php project for here at work. Taking a database full of times/dates and notes and such and extracting it all into an ical format file. Very fun stuff. Though I’m stuck now because they haven’t fixed a problem with the database yet, so that’s a bit annoying.

Nothing too exciting has happened in my life since I last updated. I’ve been reading a lot of Cryptonomicon, which is a really exciting book. It’s amazing that a 1000+ page book can be so amazing. You just don’t want to put it down! This book goes through everything. Though at times it’s very hard to follow because it’s flipping between three different stories, which are all interconnected.

The room contains a few dozen human bodies, each one a big sack of guts and fluids so highly compressed that it will squirt for a few yards when pierced. Each one is built around an armature of 206 bones connected to each other by notoriously hault-prone joints that are given to obnoxious creaking, grinding and poping noises when they are in other then pristine condition. This structre is drapped with throbbing steak, inflated with clenching air sacks, and pierced by a Gordian sewer filled with burbling acid and compressed gas and asquirt with vile enzymes and solvents produced by many darks, gamy nuggets of geneticaly programmed meat strung along its length. Slugs of dissolving food are forced down this sloppy labyrinth by serialized convulsions, decaying into gas, liquid and solid matter which must all be regularly vented to the outside world les the owner go toxic and drop dead. Spheical, gel-packed cameras swivel in mucus-greased ball joints. Infinite phalanzes of cilia beat back incading particals, encapsulate them in goo for later disposal. In each body a centrally located muscle flails away at an eternal, circulating torrent of pressurized gravy. And yet….

We had sex on the bed. I performed dutifully enough, I suppose. I could not really sustain an erection and ended up with my head stuck between her bristly thighs. Even with my ears blocked by her quadriceps, I could hear her moaning and screaming. She went into erotic convulsions near the end, and almost snapped my neck. Her climax must have lasted two or three minutes. This was the moment when I first came to terms with the fact that Virginia could not achieve orgasm unless she was in close proximity to-perferably on top of- a piece of heirloom-grade furniture that she owned.

Well, I had a great weekend… And a horrible ending.

Lets see, Friday night I wanted to go out, but JonJon was too tired. So we stayed in and watched TV and had a good time playing games and shit… Went to bed really early that night…

I woke up at like 6:30 and couldn’t sleep anymore, so I got up and made the list of shit that we need for the camping trip, and then broke down the food stuffs that we’ve already come up with… Though they are completely temporary because Lauren still has to look at them and OK everything. But anyways, I broke it down into a list of all the food we need to buy and the utensils/cooking stuff we need to take too.

Then Cleaned the house and stuff. About 10:30 or 11 JonJon and I took my car to get smogged. I had a coupon for a $19.95 on, and when we got there they said they wouldn’t take it cause it was out of state. And I was like, screw you. So I left and we found another place. My car passed so that’s good. I have to go back to the DMV now to get my plates.

Went out shopping for the rest of the day, and ended up at South Coast which I’ve decided I really hate. Then came home and made an Angel Food Cake and sat around at home again. Again, I wanetd to go out, but I was too damn tired too.. Why do I feel so OLD! Anyways, ended up going to bed at like 1 or something and slept tell 11 today.

Got up and watched some TV then went back to bed for a while longer… JonJOn came over at like 3 and had dinner, then went back to work. I went back to sleep. Got up about 6:30 and went up to chapman.

That’s when all the fun started….. I won’t get into the details, but basically I decided that I’m sick of getting pissed off everytime I go up there, and it doesn’t seem to be getting any better, so it’s time to end it… I wanted to do it nicely, have a nice talk, discuss our weeks and then bring it up. But as soon as I got there, I just got so pissed off at him. So I told him. And then he used his body to lock me into his room, and I had to forcefully move him just so I could leave. after like 40 minutes of wrestling with me carrying a printer, and two shirts. And lots of yelling and my trying to call laura like 10 times to get her to come let me out of his room he finially let me go.

I never wanted to hurt him. But he wouldn’t fucking move, using your body to MAKE someone stay somewhere they don’t want to is only going to get you hurt.

So yeah, we’re through for good this time… No going back just to end it nicely, which I would have liked this one to happen. No going back to say good bye when he leaves this summer. It’s just over. And I personally blame him for all of it.

Goodnight all.

Well, after 8 years of having the same e-mail address. I am going to have my comet account deactivated at the end of next week…

So if you want to continue e-mailing me. Please use my @cjbonline.org address. (Which is the one most people should be using already).

Didn’t do shit today.

I had a really fucked up dream that I was in an orgy with a bunch of people from HS.

And then I had a dream that I was living with Chris Beiber (Or Jake Froling, I can’t remember which) in London, and he was a police man there, and I was just visiting. And we kept trying to get one each other, but he didn’t want to admit he was gay, so it was wierd.

Night all.