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Subject:Let's Beyblade!
Time:06:10 am
Picking up speed
Running out of time
Going head to head
It's the way of life
You gotta fall down
Eat ground
To get back up again
Let's Beyblade!
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Subject:Sleep perchance to dream...
Time:05:41 pm
Current Mood:awakeawake
Man, I have been having fucked up dreams the last couple nights. I just woke up, said "fuck waking up, it's my day off... I just sleep till I fucking feel like it."

I was working in a mall or something with my mother and brothers. I needed dice for something so she said I could go quick and get some. We were new in town so I didn't know where to go but there was a huge Walgreens in a farmland-like area. So, I went in but the place looked abandoned. There was no one inside and no lights were on but I went in anyway and lo and behold it was open. They had a really nice set of DnD dice so I was about to buy them and the clerk showed up ready to ring me up but then I noticed there was an enormous Dungeons and Dragons book section so I went over and checked it out. That's when I noticed that connected to the book area was an entrance to a larger mall and there were people inside. So, I was like "Hmm... let's see what the toy section looks like."

I eventually ended up going to a movie about two chicks in the 70s but it felt like the 80s... I don't know. In my dream, my mom had said she saw it when she was a teenager and I decided to see that based on her nostalgia. Basically I wanted to be able to say "Guess what I saw in theaters, today, mom!" It was bizarre, halfway through the movie some girl in the front row said something about "That reminds me of Kelly Hering." and I busted out laughing. Everyone in the theater was like "WTF?" and I said "That's my mom." I looked down and the girl that said that was a young version of one of my aunts but she wasn't my aunt cause she didn't recognize me.

It was at this point that I realized that I was supposed to be back to work in like ten minutes but I'd been gone for over an hour or two. So, I left the movie and was leaving when I got into an argument with some fat guy in line. He walked away like he pwned me or something so I followed him to his car, yelling profanities.

I watched as he got into his car and cooked up a scheme to fuck me over, him, his wife, two kids and brother in-law. They sent the wife back to the entrance of the theater with hot coffee. I walked out there and did a high kick right in front of her, not enough to hit her or the coffee but she acted as if I hit the coffee and sent it flying back into the brother-in-law's face, burning him with hot coffee. They all looked at me as if they got me again, saying that they were now going to call the police because the angle the security camera was at, they could make it look like I kicked it at them and frame me.

I said fuck that. By this time, they were driving off but I yelled "Get back here." and they stopped.

I opened the passenger side door and looked in. The wife was pretty cute. Though the husband now had a gun pointed on me. It seemed as if the wife wanted to come with me now. I just reached over and grabbed the gun that was pointed at me, I knew he didn't have the balls to shoot me. I pointed it on him and said "This is done. You're not gonna frame me or I'll kill you." Then, I told the wife she could come with me if she wanted and she chose me over her old life.

The fags drove off wetting their pants.


The above dream was exactly as I dreamed, nothing added or anything. Kind of fucked up, eh?

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Subject:Frankenmuth '08
Time:12:43 am
Current Mood:calmcalm
Frankenmuth '08
This past Monday my brothers, my mother and I went to Frankenmuth. It had been something like four years since our last vacation so with tax refunds arriving, etc, we decided it was time to go.

If you've never been to Frankenmuth, Michigan, here's a basic run-down: fudge and chicken. There's a bit more to it than that but I think those are the two main things it's known for. Oh, and also for trying to bring German back. It's kinda big in my family. We've had a couple whole family trips up there. My mother married Bruce there. For a while, not a year would go by without a trip of at least my immediate household going up to the Bavarian Inn Lodge and staying a night or two. But, like I said, we hadn't been there for four years so we made plans post haste.

It's a real family oriented place. The Lodge is like a hotel but with a giant game room and four or five pools in the lower level. It was probably more appropriate to go there as a family when we were in the 9 - 15 age range but whatever, it was nostalgic and what not. Just getting out of Port Huron and spending some "quality" time together was the main idea.

We stayed three nights, leaving Thursday morning. The real highlights were swimming and retarded meals. I put my diet on a bit of a hiatus, otherwise, what's the point of going to Frankenmuth? The first couple nights were awesome, Monday and Tuesday, so the place was pretty empty. We had the pool areas pretty much to ourselves, which is nice when you're self-conscious like I am.

Before entering Frankenmuth, we stopped off in Birch Run. If you've never been there, it's just like a huge strip mall. It was honestly a let down. Well, we were mainly going there because they have a Casual Male XL and a Big Dogs store but I was surprised at the lack of anything but clothing stores. Honestly like 40 clothing stores. I really wanted to get some video games or DVDs (yeah, I can do that at home but not when I'm in that "I'm on vacation, I have over $300 spending money to blow on whatever" mind set). They had a Borders but damn... this place was sad. It was like an impression of a bookstore. The whole store was like the clearance section of our Barnes and Noble. It was really sad that someone gets paid to maintain it. Anyway, I ended up getting a sweet hoodie and some new shirts. Good times there.

Highlights of the actual Frankenmuth trip were kind of mellow. I really just enjoyed four straight days of doing nothing/whatever in a relaxing environment with my brothers and my mom. Drew discovered that when left unchecked, he has a serious crane game addiction. It started when he showed me what's what in Kirby's Adventure up in the hotel room, then he won 4 mini basket balls (2 MegaMan, 1 Cookie Monster and 1 Pistons) and then wound down into dispair when he spent $5 trying to win a Mickey Mouse plushy in the "It's a Winner Every Time" game. He walked away with a sucker and Tootsie Roll, but if you ask me... he was the sucker.

I was kind of disappointed... several of my favorite shops had closed down as well as the entire School Haus Mall. I still walked away with a cool pewter R2D2 key chain though. And a shit load of China Musk incense. My mom already came down today and was like "You can't burn that stuff everyday or I'll get a head ache." I don't care, it makes my room smell awesome, woman!

Hot tubs rock. My work shirt, in which I swam, is now a brownish black instead of black. Thank you chlorine. Sharing a queen with either one of my brothers is impossible. Sleeping kinda sucked. Girls dressed as German... girls... are pretty hot. Wednesday night a group of like ten retards showed up and they are WAY good at arcade machines. I saw these people walking around with buckets full of tickets. It was like Rain Man or something... I'm sure one of them walked away with the fourth season of Angel, which was priced at 8000 tickets. Me and Drew spent like $15 between the two of us on this Deal or No Deal game. It was actually kind of addictive when tickets are on the line. When it was all said and done, the three of us were arguing about who had to spend all the tickets(we racked up a modest 1400). I guess the real fun was in the winning of them. Frankenmuth Pizza: not the greatest. Frankenmuth Pizza: $40 for two larges and drinks. Frankenmuth Pizza: Gay. I guess that's why Frankenmuth is famous for their chicken and not their hotel's pizza.

What else... what else... Played a lot of Mario 3. First thing I did when I got back in town was to go up and buy Mario World. The whole time I was playing 3 I was like "I wish I could throw this shell upwards."

All in all, a great trip. Good times, good food.
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Subject:My Old Drawings and Shit: Part 2
Time:05:19 am
This next installment will showcase several drawings I did in high school. Unfortunately, I think this was the height of my drawing ability and motivation to become an artist. Before I wanted to write and make movies, I always dreamed of becoming a comic penciller. Maybe you'll see some of that here... I think if I'd continued to draw every day I could have made it big time...
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Subject:My Old Drawings and Shit: Part 1
Time:10:55 pm
This is the beginning of a new segment of me being lazy but also being enamored with scanning things and posting them on my livejournal. I recently went through an old storage container full of old art assignments and drawings I did while in middle and high school. Thus, I'm going to make everyone look at them. Enjoy!

This first one comes from 7th grade. The last day of school, me, Roger Smith came up with this spiffy game called Uni-Wars (short for universe wars, I think). Here is the awesome art that would one day be in the Uni-Wars Players Handbook, if we ever made one. Also, the rules so you can play the game at home! Enjoy!

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Subject:This is what I do the last two hours of work every day:
Time:05:18 am
Current Mood:calmcalm
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Subject:I (kind of) finished my novel.
Time:06:44 pm
The Mausoleum - First Draft: COMPLETE.

Now, on to writing the second draft!
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Subject:I got my scanner working. I'm on a fucking roll, people.
Time:11:28 pm
Current Mood:calmcalm
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Subject:Life. Today, it's treating me well.
Time:06:38 am
Current Mood:accomplishedaccomplished
I'd like to sit a spell and think about how my life is currently. It's actually looking up, knock on wood.

My diet is going fairly well. I'm starting to love going to the gym. I've started to bring my PSP with me and I just watch anime for 40 minutes as I do some cardio. It's kind of cool because I always think to myself "Damn, I don't have time to watch as much anime as I'd like." Combining these two necessary things in my life is a perfect solution to two problems.

That last post about the dog shit really stirred something up inside me. Or, maybe it had started before the dog shit essay, I'm not really sure. But, today I've done something that I've fucking wanted to do for a good long damn while. I gutted the laundry room in my basement. Eh, might not sound like that big a deal when I say it like that but let me spell it out for you. I live in my basement (the only people reading this have been in my basement/room but I'm gonna explain anyways). Also in the basement is a laundry room area. As mentioned last week, the dog loves to shit down here. Also, I forgot to mention piss. As do the two little fucker cats that live in this house. I won't name any names but... Pepper and T-Lo, you bitches. Anyways, on top of cats and dogs that love to piss is a family that has way too many blankets and sheets and on top of that is a family that doesn't do blanket sheet laundry. Why do it when there is still an infinite supply of clean ones? Seriously... we have way to many sheets and blankets in this house. Anyway, combine all that and you have one seriously disgusting laundry room that keeps getting sicker and sicker as time goes by. No one seemed to want to take responsibility EVER so it just got worse and worse.

I gotta come right out and say, yeah... I'm really embarrassed that I live in such a way. But, fuck it... like with the puppy feces article I wrote, I'm giving it to everyone straight. This is me. I guess I've got skeletons in my basement. They are coming out in this legendary LiveJournal entry today, folks! So, yeah... for the past two years, ever since we moved in... this laundry room has been getting worse and worse. At the end of last summer, I finally cleaned up the area directly in front of the washer and drier. Mopped and everything but it soon went to pot. Yesterday, I finally manned up and spent like $30 in cleaning supplies and went to work today. There are about 12 garbage bags of destroyed blankets, sheets, Gundam Wing t-shirts and towels out behind my house right now. The floor was pretty damn bad. Bugs and dirt and ugh... Man, I think you're getting the picture. I felt I should have worn a fucking hazmat suit, no kidding. But, it's fucking clean now. The floor is clear and mopped extra damn good. I'm putting a long table down there so doing laundry is a bit easier for everyone. Only thing left is to make sure the damn animals stay far fucking away.

I think exercising must be regulating some chemicals in my brain and body or something because it's the only thing I can think of that would effect such a change in my habits and mood. I'm fucking writing again! I've written a page or two every night this week. It's unbelievable.

Also, I found this article about a guy who in two years went from this 630lb. fatty to a bulky hunk. Eh, I felt pretty gay writing hunk but it's the only word I think is appropriate... I mean, look at this guy: PICS.

Pretty fucked up, am I right? I was a little freaked out by all the saggy skin and what not but that guy was 200lb. heavier than I am and I'm probably not going to lose it in such a dramatic time frame. Still... if it happens, I'll cross that bridge when I come to it. Who knows... maybe my book will sell big and I'll be able to afford cosmetic surgery.

Also, I'm getting pretty excited about the new edition of DnD coming out in June. If anyone is interested in playing, man... I'd love to get some people together and hammer out a cool campaign.

Anyway, I'm sure you're all very very sick of my positive attitudinal beliefs right now so... Yeah, bye bye.
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Subject:My mind's been on Dungeons and Dragons a lot...
Time:12:17 am
Current Mood:quixoticquixotic
I've been doing a lot of "soul searching" lately... I don't know if it's just that I'm in the middle of a manic phase or what but I'm thinking fairly clearly. Well, I think I'm thinking clearly. Et tu brute. No... Damn, what is the cool latin for "I think, therefore I am." Cogeto ergo sum. Yeah, I'm college educated. Yet, I work at Little Caesars, home for infinite losers.

My basement smells like shit. No, literally. It's because my family dog, Chickie, uses this place as her bathroom. There is literally shit lying on the ground two feet away. Why didn't I pick it up the moment I first noticed it (24 hours ago)? I'm fucking lazy, first off. Also, my not doing it is a form of protest that no one else will see. I feel like constantly picking it up makes it my responsibility. Like I owned the shit picking up job or that the dog shit down here for me to pick it up. Like it was an expected part of the circle of life that is "my house." I hate that. I eventually do pick it up, of course. It's just fucking sick, otherwise. But, I leave it there for a day or two (or fucking more if it's far enough away from the places I habitat, in all fucking honesty) just so if someone comes by they will see it and think "Stephen is definitely not the dog's bitch. He is a hardcore man."

Eh, my life needs a serious overhaul.

I was going to go all out as I sometimes do and write like five pages of all my current problems and proposed solutions to those problems but I think that this anecdote about my dog's feces is enough for tonight. I save the really good stuff for a later entry.
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