Locked in the trunk of my car, again.

A blog about life, love and the smell that used to come from the trunk of my car, before it was stolen.

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28, single, comic book geek, that's me in a nut shell.

Wednesday, December 27, 2006

the conversation was getting heated....

"let's not talk about religion, it's Christmas!"

- Trevor

Monday, December 25, 2006

MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ONE AND ALL!

Friday, December 22, 2006

I'm such an asshole

I've been writing this blog for over a year and a half now, and it's never really occured to me that people, other then friends, like people i've actually met, bother to read the shit i spew on here. I've had the odd comment now and again, but for those who do read this, you know it's used to be shitty come see how to make money sites, once or twice a few readers i didn't know would comment and it always made my day.

I'm lazy. Shit happens, you forget to blog, but you thinks it's ok because the people who read you can just get off their lazy asses and call you. Or you're my mom. Allo Maman! ... so anyway, it never dawned on me that other people out there take the time to read what i have to say. Case in point : Anonymous had this to say about me back in may What a great site, how do you build such a cool site, its excellent, and, i'm assuming it's the same person, commented on two other posts that month. I never replied or even commented on the fact that someone had thought i was cool. Shit man. I am a fucking douchebag.

It's by chance that i even fell on that post, i was checking wether or not the count at the bottom of the page would go up if i picked a past month in the archives. And it does, which at the time made me think, great, so like 1000 of those fucking hits are probably just me! I happened to glance over the page and spotted where i'd talked about hotboxing a bathroom and getting a lesson on tampons, and saw that i had a comment, and another on the one before! Fuck.

So, To Anonymous (who probably has un-bookmarked me by now) : I'm sorry dude, i cannot answer your question because i obviously have no freaking idea how to run a web site and keep up with technoloy (ei: see this months post on my computer-retardedness). I'm sorry. But if you are still reading me, i'd love to discuss the fine art that is not being able to handle the internet, as i am a master in said art form. What the fuck was that? i don't even know, but come be my friend on www.myspace.com/lockedinthetrunkofmycar, i'm there during the day at work and bored out of my fucking mind.

Wednesday, December 20, 2006

A little less stupid.

Well thanks to the visit from Matt last night, Annie's a little less computer dumb.
I can use my webcam.
I can use my Ipod.
I can transfer Cds to my computer and then to the ipod.
I downloaded my superman screensaver.
I can download movies or tv shows.
I cannot however burn the shows to a dvd... apparently not only is memorex the crap brand of cassettes, but also burnable dvds.

Thursday, December 14, 2006

Enough with the videos, and oh god the pain.

Ok I know, i might be overdoing it here with the clips, what with the no blogging and two videos in a row. I am lazy. This i know. But you know what, all this shit to learn is taking time. More then i thought i would really. I still haven't set up the printer, or even looked at how the ipod is gonna work. I've pretty much figured out the webcam, so now i can see people on msn and they can see me. But you know that's another thing, that fucker from the other day, who asked "as a joke" to come stay with me, that fucker drive-by cock-flashed me. Yes that's right, he messaged me to view as we talked and when i clicked on the link he was bare assed naked, holdin' his cock all proud. Jesus H Christ. And then has the nerve to ask "why did you turn it off?" I had to explain to this guy that showin' my private parts to total strangers was just not in my agenda.

So to sum up, i'm learnin'. It's hard. But i'll get there.

On the down side, i think all this technology is killing me. No, really. I've had this sharp ass pain in my side all day long. I think it's colon pain. Girls have colons right? I don't really know where the colon is, right know i'm picturing this kidney shaped mass of fire that's sitting right in my back above my left hip somewhere in the middle. It's hard to describe really. But it hurts. And there's pressure building. Of the gas variety. oh lord. And i'm certain it's all this crap of having to call sympatico three days in a row.

justice

Monday, December 11, 2006

the video below, took me 39 minutes to figure out how to add that from YouTube. This is going to be a long and arduous journey.

Xmas is a comin', what to get for the man who has everything.

my printer scares me

Is it normal to be totally intimidated by a piece of electronic equipement? Probably not, but i am. When i picked up the laptop last week, opened the box it was all idiot proof. step 1) open box. step 2) take PC out of the box. step 3) plug it in. step 4) turn it on. The printer's a whole different story. I opened the box to find instructions, instructions and more instructions. And wires. Lot's of them. But no paper odly enough. So at this point it's still tucked away in it's box. It may stay that way for quite some time, or perhaps i'll wrap it to make the bottom of my Christmas tree look less bare.

Thursday, December 07, 2006

Tech shit tornados!!

Man oh man has it been a whirlwind of nanobites and wifi goodness this week or what? Maybe it's just me, i don't know. Ladies and gentlemen, the laptop is in the hizzhouse, or whatever. I ordered it last thursday and its already here, its practicaly a Christmas miracle. First of all its the prettiest little thing you'll ever see. Yep. Thats correct. Annie hadn't actually seen the laptop before it arrived. I had no idea what i'd ordered that day with Laura from Dell. A leap of faith? Some might say so. But i say neigh. In Ed i trust, aka the Chocolat Wonder. That man hooked Annie up. I told him what i needed and it arrived in a neet little box at purolator 4 business days later. Isn't that the way all things should be? sigh. Where was I? Oh yes. It's sooo cute! Silver and white on the sides, and it came with all the shit already installed! It was idiot proof! Annie proof says I! I just plugged it in, turned it on and voila! An Alanis Morrisette video already in my computer. Ok that was a little weird, but still nice of Dell to want to give me something, lame as it may be. But then again the gave me some pretty cool under water footage from National Geographic, i guess it makes up for it. The only hard part was trying to get the Voyager feature working on my cell phone, to be able to take my internet connection from there since the super duper high speed-o-rama is only coming next week. Get this : you have to download a program FROM the internet to be able to get ON the internet. yeah. So i walk by a team manager who uses his laptop at work and you know what? for once, ask and Ye shall receive, a goddamn Christmas miracle i tells ya.

So the hook up isn't great right now, but it'll do. At least i can sit here in my underwear and tell the world about it. I wouldn't have it any other way, would you?

Other then that i won an Ipod at work. Can you believe that shit? Man. I have no idea how those things work. I barely have a handle on how this internet business works. Its going to take weeks to figure out how to burn movies and music. I'm amazed that i figured out how to download MSN. But it's there right now beeping at me. Telling me that i've received a message from some guy that i don't remember giving my email to and the thrid question he asks me is if i'm a virgin. Dude from Barbados. Or so he says. lol .... lol snap oh man he just asked if he could come stay with me lol some people are fucking nuts. Ah man, too funny. I love this shit.

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