Wow

Belay the last post.

Not having power for 3 days kind of sucked, although the nomadic lifestyle was fun. I'm exasperated at the world and have to work at 0600. I hate mornings.

wtf is the internet?

Holy ice storm batman!! Today began with digging my RSX out of an inch of ice. I then proceeded to drive to work (scariest drive of my life!!!) And am now working til 3pm. Its snowing, hard. It went from post-apocalyptic nuclear winter to post-apocalyptic winter wonderland. I love upstate NY. At work, I do meet random mutants and characters. One in particular just sparked my thought process. She was wandering, meandering even, and looking lost. I asked her if I could help her find anything, and we got to talking. She said that not only did she have no power but no internet. She felt lost. I was kind of taken back at this. Are we so dependent on our technology that were lost without it? Yes, I say to that. my morning routine is wake up, shower, eat breakfast and check WoW, gmail, and all of the forums I'm expected to be active on. This morning, however, I woke up, showered and ate breakfast in the same room as my parents while making commentary on the news. It was nice. Generally I enjoy my solitude in the mornings since I hate the world, but today was a nice change of pace. Granted, I don't want to do it every morning.

Anyways, I was seriously mindfucked by this... So much so, that I'm blogging about it, on the internet, from my Blackberry.

In hoc signo vinces, Slainte and keep it real.

Fuck my life, seriously.

I'm reeling.

In 2-6 months, my hero will be gone.  

I hope the world ends before then.

Once more, with feeling.

Let's try this again.  Dreams are ridiculous.  They either reveal where you want to be or where you never, ever want to be.  Personally, mine aren't so much nightmares as they are exposes (accented e) on my darker fears.  The last few nights I've woken up terrified of things happening.  The worst part is, they are things that will eventually happen, and there is no way of stopping them.  My worst nightmare is inevitability.  It doesn't help that the damn weather is beyond bleak.  One wakes up and expects sun but is greeted by a nice gray gloom.  A fun little treat is the fact I got a Verizon bill today expecting a $200 balance.  It was $17.04, thank you employee plan.  Funny part is, I don't even have the phone yet.  I'm hooked on Giant Panda Guerilla Dub Squad thanks to Nix, these guys are awesome.  I guess that's it.  

Winter is coming...

In Dreams

Dreams are ridiculous.  This is going to be update very soon from the Blackberry.  I just have to drive to work first...

Mike Leonard - OMG

My friends rule.  Yesterday proved that.  Erinrice's birfday was yesterday, and people went out to the Macaroni Grill for dinner.  The shrimp/chicken thing I ate was effing delicious.  Kristen ate tomatoes.  Seriously?  Erin's food was late, which sucked but worked out because the manager came over to apologize - and take it off of her bill.  Happy Birfs indeed.  After, they all had to get ready, so where did I end up?  Mahars!  I met up with Kamikaze (Kevin), Milkman (Dana), Probie (Andrew), Twinkie (Rob), and Sally.  After a beer or two with them, there's Benny (wtf is an Eric?) and Vamis!  More beer was had, and the phone rang - time for the 1920's party!  On the walk back to St. Rose from Mahar's, I was honked at and yelled at.  No idea who it was, but I remember, "MIKELEONARD!"  That was about it.  Of course I went over the top for the party... fedora, suspenders and cigar.  1920's ftw.  The party rocked, then went back to St. Rose and made sure nobody was dead/going to die.  Upon getting home at 5:45am, my ass went right to bed.   Larkfest is today!  Woo!  Waiting around for that, then who knows.  Hopefully BLT crew hanging out later!

I still hate warlocks.

I hate warlocks. I hate warlocks with a zillion HP. I hate warlocks no matter where they be. Fuck warlocks, fuck them long and hard. Fuck them with a spike, maybe even a glass shard. I hate their fucking DoTs, I hate their cosntant fears. I think warlocks are the reason I drink so many beers.

Wtf was all that about?

Anyways - terribly slow day at work. Was bored. Got sushi. Is better.

Don't live a life you don't love. If you need to make changes, start small. The journey of a thousand miles begins with just one step.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6KYLXv7Etfw

DJ Tiesto remixing Imogen Heap's, "Hide and Seek."  What a good mix.  Today is day 6 in a row for work, with judo (or GPD?) tonight.  Tomorrow I close, then open Thursday then have judo.  Did I mention I'm off ALL weekend?  That's right... Friday, Saturday and Sunday.  How I managed that I have no idea, but I'll take it.  I had some crazy dreams last night...  I was walking with someone who talked me out of something.  I can't give too many details away now can I?  I think it was because he's been there, done that.  It is what it is.  I've got awhile before I have to leave for work and the WoW servers are down.  I find myself blogging... yay?  I kind of want to get back in school and get my effing degree already.  Yeah, I said it.  I would actually rather be in class.  I feel like a deadbeat.  One of my friends inspired me last night, he said (in so many words) that we only get one chance at this life thing, why not do everything we can to always have fun?  I couldn't agree more with this.  New outlook - have fun. 

TPOV:  Work = long, Life = have fun.

This is the end of the world...... of warcraft.

O hai.  I slept for 8ish hours, and I feel amazing.  I haven't slept that long in weeks!  The dinner cruise was legit... prime rib ftw.  Work today then who the heck knows where I'll end up.  The whole Red Bull withdrawl is going well, I'm no longer suffering the adverse effects of cardiovascular disease!  Let's see... this week...  Work Monday open-5 then DeMolay, work Tuesday then Judo, closing Wednesday, then opening Thursday, then Judo.  I'm off Friday and Saturday - Woooooooooo!  

Live life for other people, and you'll find you're living for yourself.

Damn son.

Waking up at 6:00am for a meeting sucks.  It took 3 alarms to do it, but I eventually made it out of bed, ate some Pop Tarts, brushed my teeth and drove to work.  What a fun meeting, then I came home and tried to go back to bed.  I couldn't sleep, got mad and logged onto WoW.  Played that for a lil, got really tired, nap time happened, then shower time and get dressed up time.  Now I am off to dinner with the Albany Masonic District.  Did I mention it's on a boat?  We know how to party.  Work 12-8 tomorrow, then hopefully seeing someone.  

Off I go.

Maybe it was one guy with six guns?

Updatezzzzzzzz

Being able to sleep in rules, but having to work 4-11 today and then be back at 7am is uncool.  Quite uncool.   I started using Google Chrome and it's pretty legit.  I stopped drinking Red Bull thanks to a study that shows one Red Bull has the same effect on blood as cardiovascular disease.  It turns your blood to syrup, decreasing circulation and making the heart work harder to pump it... ta-da,  higher BP, quicker pulse!  I hate my cell phone.  The stupid thing takes 215 years to send a text to someone, forcing me to call them or them to call me.  Isn't that the whole point of texting?  In other news, only my dreams would consist of being half-ghost, fighting a Balrog of Morgoth, and then exploring the Mines of Moria.  Yeah.  No more Red Bull.

Oh No You Didn't.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kCvIw7DMHXc

Go forth and listen. I have listened to this song over and over and over for about 20 minutes. It's so good. It's so refined yet gangster. I'm suffering from caffiene withdrawl. My head is on FIRE and I feel waaaaaaaaaay sluggish. Is it Wednesday yet? Wednesday = day off. I need to do ltos of stuff... pick up my suits from the tailor, buy razor blades, soap and shampoo... then go to Mahar's wooooo!

Japanese game shows ftmfw.

Monday!!!!!

I love mornings, especially when it's Monday. I also love drama. I hate puppies.

FOR THE MOTHERLAND!

<./czarcasm>

^get it?^

Internet Formalities, Hamsters and Punk Rock.

Well well welly welly well well....

Is there any need for EVERY SINGLE INSTANT MESSAGE TO START OFF WITH: "Hey, hey, sup, nm you?, nm, cool!?!?!?!" Didn't think so. I need to move out, and my first order of business is to buy a hamster. That is my motivation to gtfo my house... buy a hamster, because they're fucking adorable and awesome. What happened to punk rock? Thanks to these shitty emo scene cut myself and cry in the dark bands, the scene is ruined. I don't know how long it has been, but for the love of all things holy... tight jeans and stupid t-shirts? Really? Sometimes I just want to kick one of them squarely in each testicle (providing they have them) just to prove a point. You aren't cool, now stop crying in your house and go shop at Hot Topic (Fatgoth Chick) for some more stupid fucking scene clothes, pussy.

OH IT'S PART DEUX.

I don't do drama. Fuck drama, fuck it hard and fast without any sort of lubricating element. Was that too graphic? Sorry. Not really. One of my good friends is currently having issues with this chick, who is another friend of mine. Yay for being stuck in the middle! All I hear is one person's side... and trying to find that sense in the center is difficult.

TL;DR Version: IM language is annoying, Hamsters are adorable, Scenesters can GTFO and FUCK DRAMA.

Now, let's hug it out bitch.

Easy like Sunday Morning... or your little sister.

O Hai. The Internet is not a big truck, it's a series of tubes. Either I have finally gone off of the deep end or I broke my Red Bull addiction. After a rousing game of BFME II with Brian last night, my eyes were on fire from not blinking for so long, and I kind of just wanted to die/sleep. Sleepdeath was had, and I wake up. Surprisingly, I don't want to kill everything I see and I have energy. What better way to use that energy than sit on my ass in front of my PC. It's also really, really nice out. The annoying thing right now is that 7 days ago was Sunday Brunch time. That was something fierce. I actually feel good, this is great. Oh wait, I have to go to work. Then a meeting. Yay 10-hour day! I has pancakes woooooooooo!!!!

I'm bored.

Emo post.

Today fucking sucks. That is almost all. This morning was Andrew's funeral... that was hard. Dave's eulogy couldn't have done Andrew any more justice though. I just came home to find out that the toilet upstairs broke and water cascading into my kitchen and my upstairs resembled a swamp.

Seriously, fuck everything.

Edit as of 3:20 - Apparently it was a pipe... yay for major repairs to my house.

Again, fuck everything... can I hit a reset button on today or something?

Moby...

Rules. That is all.

And here... we.... go.

Madness is kind of like gravity. All it takes is a little push.

I can't believe that I have to say goodbye to a good friend of mine tonight. This is the third time in my life that I have been yanked from a daze to realize that I (we) won't be here forever. First, it was in high school. Jordan Baumes, one of the most high-energy, boisterous people I had ever met suddenly vanished. Nobody knew what to do, we had all led sheltered Catholic-school lives, and suddenly we were faced with one of the most trying and terrible situations ever. The night we all found out, I called in to work and met everyone at the school. We had a makeshift candlelight vigil, a display of the bond we had together. I hope nobody's forgotten. Then it was one of my best friends. I grew up with this kid, and he took himself from us. Why, nobody will ever know, and I still want to tear myself apart for an answer, but I'll never get it. Not anytime soon at least. I hope. Tonight, I've got to say goodbye to a giant of a man. Andrew Sherman, or Andy, or just plain old Sherm was a take-no-bullshit, this-is-me kind of person. Never once did he not voice his opinion, if something sucked then he was the one to tell you. Football, though just a sport, forges bonds with people. This was the beginning of my friendship with Andrew, me being a runt of a 7th-grader and getting chokeslammed. I thought his whole hand would fit around my head. High school ended and I saw Andrew here and there, always taking the time to catch up. I just wish I took more time. What exactly does one say when they kneel in front of a friend?

Here is my next two days, count the hours I get to sleep.
Today:
-Wake: 5:00pm
-Work: Immediatley after the wake - 2a-4a, thanks to the truck.

Saturday:
-7:00am - Meeting
-9:00am - Funeral
-6:00pm-11:00pm - Work

Probably not going to stick with this, but hey!

I drink too much Red Bull. Seriously, I drink that shit like it's water. This is the sole purpose I started this blog. After a cannonshell-sized Red Bull I can't really sit still. Maybe this will be a good way to channel that energy, as opposed to WoW or Halo, and getting really angry. I do believe there will be much Red Bull consumption in the next 2 days. Stay tuned.

Because I can.