Archive for November, 2005

November 24th, 2005 2 comments


It is snowing. True story.

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November 17th, 2005 7 comments

So apparently there’s a ticket out there of some flavor that I haven’t paid. this is news to me, since I’ve kept my addy up to day with the kindly MA DMV. There was a nice officer who was kind enough to let me know that my license was suspended as a result of this. The depths of his heart were deeper than this though. He was selfless enough to call a towtruck on my behalf and have my car towed for me so I wouldn’t have to do it! he even gave me a driving without a license ticket as a memento of our meeting.

to add icing, he put that I was speeding. 70 in a 65. that’s not even a valid citation. the net allowable variance between the radar gun, allowable change in reading due to rolling radius wear, and allowable inaccuracy for speedometers adds up to at least 5mph at 65mph. I guess someone told him his penis was small, so he felt the need to go out and flex it for a while.

hasn’t been a great week. at least the towtruck driver was nice enough to pretend like he didn’t see me crying in the passenger seat. shut up… you wouldn’t be holding up any better at this point.

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November 11th, 2005 5 comments

I didn’t want to post anything before Jim (Fishguy) did, but Ed (Sirkbac) passed away tonight. Prity called me while I was on the way to work, but I didn’t take the call since reception is spotty there. I don’t like talking and having it drop 12 times due to my phone’s inability to switch towers. I saw she left a voicemail and made a mental note to check it when I got into work. I got a call about 30 mins into my shift from a number I didn’t know, so I let it roll to voicemail as is my policy for unknown numbers. this reminded me I already had VM to check. it was Prity talking through tears, just asking me to call her back. So I called, expecting to hear about a fender bender or something. …

I’ll spare the internet the details for the time being, but Ed has indeed passed away. I’d gotten to know him well recently. Especially since he started dating Prity. Some people thought it was odd that I was so friendly towards Ed, but he was a friend beforehand. Prity is a great girl and I was happy to see him with her, and likewise Ed is a great guy and I was glad to see Prity with him. Anyways, we would hang out at his work on weekends or chat on IM. Eventually he started working here at Dimension Data with me, and I’d see him when the shifts changed over. I helped him and Prity move countless (ok, more like 3) times. He’s helped me move a few times. He would always give me random rides here and there if I needed a lift. Even lent me his car over a weekend when mine was broken. He was a damn good friend. I feel bad that living the 3rd shift life didn’t let me hang out with him more. but that’s more hindsight and I know I couldn;t have done too much about it.

Anyways, this is still fresh news and I don’t know exactly what happened yet. To my knowledge nobody does at the moment. still very much in shock and don’t know what to make of my thoughts.

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Matters of significance

November 11th, 2005 No comments

Odd how important a missed phonecall can be. Or how much weight a short sentence can carry. Matters of significance can totally change the “short list” of priorities you had in your head just minutes prior. More soon, but something bad happened.

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November 9th, 2005 1 comment

I just heard “chance of a snowshower” for the first time this season on the news. Of course my first thought was “Ice Racing”. Really looking forward to this season. I’m not sure whether or not I’ll be running screws on my silly little black car… but whatever I have wrapped around my mighty steel wheels, it will be a good time.

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Demons tear at my soul…

November 3rd, 2005 1 comment

…or at least my left leg. A few nights ago I awoke to one of the least enjoyable things one can experience when one first wakes up. It was a sunday and I had nothing to do for the day. a complete throw-away day of minor chores and passing out at random times from my body retaliating against my horrid sleep schedule. I woke up at around 2am after 5 or so hours of sleep. very rested, cozy, etc… bunnies, rainbows, the whole bit. I stretched a large catlike stretch… arms fully extended and toes pointed as far out as possible, as the mighty lion does after a meal to show any onlooking gazelles how satisfying it is to eat them and their loved ones.

Everyone has some position they can put their body in to trigger one of those horrid muscle contractions or “charlie horses” or whatever. you know what I’m talking about… it feels like a pair of muscles are pulling apart from each other or something and there’s nothing you can do but lock up in agony and wait for it to pass, since moving in any way undoubtedly makes it worse. There are 2 things I know for sure will do this to me. One of them is, oddly enough, triggered by subway sandwiches. they pack so much stuff into their huge rolls. if I try to bite off a hearty hunk to chew on and open my mouth too wide with my tongue pulled back to accomodate the massive lump of food, my jaw just behind my chin will do this. It’s only moderately excruciating, but not something one wants to have happen during lunch. for some reason, only subway sammiches seem to do this. all other forms of food are more reasonably sized/shaped and don;t seem to make my face turn into a sponge of agony.

back to the main story… the other thing that trips this effect is if I’m lying down, and I stretch way the hell out, pointing my toes and contracting my muscles a little bit. it makes either one of my calves go completely apeshit. I can feel the effect start to take it. about 5 seconds later, my calf is rock-hard flexing against itself with every bit of might it can muster. It’s one of the most painful things that I can think of that I’ve experienced. The only time it really happens is when I’m barely awake and too lost in reverie to know better than to stretch a big satisfying stretch. next thing I know I’m ripped from a hazy morning daze into horrible and sharp sentience. it actually still hurts now and I’m walking with a slight limp. it doesn’t fuck around with the agony thing. it really knows what it’s doing.

So that’s my story in far more words than it has to be.

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