posts from 2005.11

Tonight at The Haunt Rob finally got his zombie wings. A winnar is he! Also, a winner is me, ‘cuz I’m getting a shirt out of the deal (as soon as my size comes in).

Even though Draven isn’t doing Dark Odyssey on Wednesday nights anymore (so there wasn’t a proper goth night [though the barkeep did play some goth music from his ipod]), I still dressed up:

I don’t feel much like a weekender ‘cuz I wore all but the corset (instead, I went with a t-shirt) to work- I don’t think I could have dealt with a corset all day. Also, I doubt my co-workers would like having to put up with even weirder ensembles out of me (I’m lucky I can get away with fishnets and purple hair without more than the odd glance my way).

Well, I found out what’s wrong with my car…

A wire between the battery and thre rest of the car had gone bad. It was replaced, and apparently the car starts now.

Cost to fix? 80¢

I guess my luck isn’t all bad… ;)

Yesterday we got our xmas tree. Look at the pretty.

Today, I went to the Sunday night Goth Night at The Haunt for the first time (I usually go on Wednesday nights). I was really happy with the selection of music played (sure, there was some NIN and Rammstein, but I happen to like NIN and Rammstein [even though I admit that neither is Goth], and besides, there was also some Sisters of Mercy). I was also really surprised with how many people there were (30-40 is my guess). I’m too unco-ordinated and shy to actually dance while standing on the dance floor and moving my feet around, so mostly I just hung out in one place on the side, bopping around. Despite the good music and all the people, I was really a bit lonely- I wish I had some acquaintances who were into this kinda music I coud drag along to these things (better yet, who would actually enjoy these things) so I don’t feel like such a leper. I think that people may have thought I was just some kinda tourist… blech. If I can, I want to go again in the future. If I can’t bring friends I already have, maybe I can make some new ones there… (nah, way too shy for that!)

Once I left The Haunt, my car wouldn’t start. The headlights wouldnt go on, so I figured it was the battery (even though the reading lights in the dome would turn on) and called happicow for a jump. Once he got there and that didn’t work (we did get to see some interesting sparks and magic smoke escaping from the general vicinity of the battery) he decreed that either the starter was broken (but would that really explain why the headlights wouldn’t go on?) or the alternator was really screwed up. We called a tow truck and had my car brought to one of the three mechanics down the road from us. My car is over 13 years old, and this is the first time it’s ever needed a tow (and it’s been in two accidents).

I so need a new car. happicow thinks I should get an American car (on account of the inexpensiveness), but I really don’t want to do that (on account of the cheapness). He also wants me to get a new car now, but I think it would be dumb to incur new debt like that without first paying off the debt I already have. Bah.

From Gina Lanik (via LC Live).

The Movie Of Your Life Is Film Noir

So what if you’re a little nihilistic at times? Life with meaning is highly over-rated. Your best movie matches: Sin City, L. A. Confidential, Blade Runner

Did I ever mention how much I (surprisingly) don’t love Bladerunner? I haven’t seen Sin City (shock!) or L.A. Confidential (I doubt I’d dig that one). I wonder if they had horrific B movie horror/scifi as a genre…

Oh, and before I forget- Happy Turkey Day. Even if you don’t eat turkey or live in America, still try and have a good day, kay?

I’ve went and gotten an exclusive gmail account, just like everybody else who’s been on the Internet for more than 60 seconds.

How typically boring and mundane of me. Shock!

Anyway, I’ve had plenty of opportunities in the past to get one of these gizmos, but someone (or something… hrmmm…) sent me a google talk invite, and apparently talk is the same as mail, and also the same as Jabber. I’m still not qute sure how that jabber bit fits in there, or why I want it as opposed to the other jabber I already had, but whatever.

So yeah, tekniklr@gmail.com, if you care. I don’t know how often (if ever) I’ll check the mail, but I should be signed into the chat at least occassionally.

I saw this on Claudine’s blog (via LC Live), and based on something Peter mentioned last night I thought it was somewhat relevant. Not that the person this would be relevant for would ever read this bloig, or even answer the questions realisticly should they partake in this quiz, but whatever.

For the record, I really think my life has been quite the opposite of difficult, having only had a few physical problems (the strabismus and a speech impediment when I was younger) and quite a bit of teasing in middle/highschool (I was utterly miserable at the time of course, but now I think I’m better for having live