Entries for December, 2003

Back. Blah
Posted by Narzack on December 1, 2003 at 01:19 PM | 1 Dropkicked
My non-PC* thought for today.

I used to think lesbians ruled. Then I thought, no, that means a dude has no chance with them. Lesbians suck. Then I saw some real lesbians. I realized I wasn't missing a thing.

*Politcally Correct
Currently feeling: nothing
Posted by Narzack on December 2, 2003 at 06:03 PM | 5 Dropkicked
I'm drowning in gunfire. And I like it.
Currently feeling: tired
Posted by Narzack on December 3, 2003 at 08:03 PM | Get some!
Posted by Narzack on December 3, 2003 at 08:05 PM | Get some!
So, apparently my astronomy final is tomorrow and not Monday, as indicated by the syllabus. Wonderful. Ah well, no problem. I'll just print out the review tonight during computer class. I'm so full of great ideas. I should be hired by companies to think up stuff for them. And make movies and play videogames, too. And see Nikki, let's not forget her.
Currently feeling: apathetic
Posted by Narzack on December 4, 2003 at 06:03 PM | Get some!
It's been like six hundred days. How much more can a guy take? Not much more, I'd say. Lately, I've been missing Nikki more and more.

Suck it up, Narzack. Be a man.

Shut up, I miss her.
Currently feeling: cold
Posted by Narzack on December 7, 2003 at 06:10 PM | Get some!
Yes, that is correct. Tom Savini was at my school. All of you may bleed with jealousy, suckers. It was a great time. He started things off by cracking a bullwhip and scaring the skeez out of the small audience. He then grabbed an even bigger whip and began talking about suspense. Since we heard and were startled/scared by the first whip, we were tensed and expecting the crack. That's how horror works, he said. I agree, for some horror, but not all. But that's not important.

We saw a video, really just a fluff documentary, about his work. There were some really great clips from his some of his more famous effects, such as the soldier being torn in half in Day of the Dead. I remember that scene, so awesome. Then we had a QnA, with some really good questions. Savini is a great speaker, and very engaging. He answered the questions very well, oftentimes going on amusing and fascinating tangents, which I really liked. The man is a wealth of information, and I wouldn't have minded sitting in that auditorium for another three hours. But at last, the organizer brought the QnA to a close and Savini went outside to sign autographs. He's a really nice and personable guy, and I'd love to work with him someday. And I will. But, like I said, it was a really great time, and I'm really glad I went.

Currently listening to: Evanesence's Bring Me To Life
Currently reading: John Gardner's Scorpius
Currently feeling: pleased
Posted by Narzack on December 9, 2003 at 02:56 AM | 2 Dropkicked
Only two days left. Bring it.
Posted by Narzack on December 11, 2003 at 04:04 AM | 1 Dropkicked
Die, you vile swine of a paper. Die in a horrible spasm of agony. I will see you suffer.
Currently feeling: angry
Posted by Narzack on December 12, 2003 at 03:03 AM | 1 Dropkicked
So, for once in a while, I don't have to bloody worry about school work. Rock. I need to go talk to the people at my former place of employment however. I don't want to. I just want to screw around all break. But I can't. I curse the fates. At least I get to see Nikki. That's all I really care about.
Currently feeling: meh
Posted by Narzack on December 15, 2003 at 04:01 AM | Get some!
Good question. Who can I trust?

I'm having trouble sleeping for the first time in months. And it all stems from a conversation with one girl. I know she probably reads this. And I know that she is aware that this hurts, but I'm not sure if she knows just how far that knifre pierced.

I feel betrayed, and in a bizarre, way, decieved. When I first heard, my stomach dropped, and my body began to burn. It was not right. I can't justify or explain how this makes me feel. All I can do is try to make sense of it. It felt like I was being phased out of someone's life, that's what it felt like. The closest way that I can describe it is a grid. We're both moving in the same direction, side by side. But tonight, I moved forward, and she moved diagonally. We're now separated by a box, and that's not how it should be.

Why am I making such a big deal of this? Honestly, I couldn't tell you. It just sickens me, and I fear it. A fear that saps my joy and robs me of the simpe act of sleep.

Can I still depend on her? This hypocrisy stings. I do it for her, why can't she do it for me? Suddenly, I'm stumbling in a black room.

Just tell me why.
Currently feeling: distressed
Posted by Narzack on December 16, 2003 at 04:49 AM | 2 Dropkicked
Yeah. No matter what happens, Nikki and I end up together. No matter what tears us apart, we always come back together. It's a good feeling that no matter what happens, it ends well. I still love her. She still loves me.

All is well.
Currently feeling: relieved
Posted by Narzack on December 19, 2003 at 01:18 AM | 3 Dropkicked
I love Nikki. That's really all there is to it. I had such a great time with her tonight. To be honest, we didn't really do much more than lay on the couch together, but laying with her is one of the most magnificent simple pleasures of my life.

She's all I need. Nikki, I love you.
Currently listening to: Nirvana's Heart Shaped Box
Currently feeling: awake
Posted by Narzack on December 23, 2003 at 02:04 AM | 4 Dropkicked
Once again, here I sit alone. Well, not completely alone. My friends are here, but the one who matters the most has left again. Everytime she leaves, I get that wierd tickle feeling in my gut, it's strange. I guess it's just because I know that I will miss her. I get to spend New Years Eve and Day with her, and I'm happy about that. I love her.

Cripes, I'm a sap. Ah well. I'm just not afraid to tell it like it is. Deal with it, suckers.

On another note, I procured my Two Towers Extended Edition DVD. Glorious.

On a not so awesome note, my stepbrother inadvertantly burned my $50 Waldenbooks giftcard. I weep.
Currently listening to: Stabbing Westward's What Do I Have To Do?
Currently reading: James Bradley's Flags of Our Fathers
Currently feeling: sad
Posted by Narzack on December 28, 2003 at 11:23 PM | 2 Dropkicked
I just finished this book written by James Bradley. Those who know me, know that I don't often read nonfiction, but this was an exception. A Christmas present from my Nikki, I bloody devoured it. An incredible work of literature. It's the story of the sixflagraisers made unwillingly famous by the most recognizable American War Icon of all time: Mike Strank, Rene Gagnon, John Bradley, Harlon Block, Franklin Sousley, and Ira Hayes. It detailed their lives before joining the Marines, the terrible battle of Iwo Jima, and the aftermath of the war.

What particularly struck me were the depictions of the tragic bravery of those ill fated heroes in the maelstrom of death on Iwo Jima. One passage in particular actually brought tears to my eyes. Such a powerful book. I really enjoyed it, glad I read it. Thanks, Nikki, for getting it for me. I would recommend it unconditionally to everyone who can read.
Currently listening to: Nirvana's Heart Shaped Box
Posted by Narzack on December 29, 2003 at 12:30 AM | 2 Dropkicked
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