When cleaning the kitchen, my mom came across a Blockbuster gift card for \$50. She said to use it because after a certain period of time it started to lose value. After 24 months from the date of purchase the card loses \$2/month, and today I found out it was only worth \$46, which means that the card has been poking around for several Christmases. :) In order to stem this bleeding of value and I spent the whole thing. We rented the following discs:

• High Fidelity
• Super Troopers
• Auto Focus
• Curb Your Enthusiasm - Season 1 - Disc 1

I also picked up the following used discs ultra-cheap:

• House of 1000 Corpses
• 28 Days Later

I hadn’t seen any of the films we rented. So far we watched High Fidelity and Super Troopers. High Fidelity was pretty good, but the ending was kind of abrupt. Super Troopers I picked up after hearing a bunch of CSHers talk about it (I don’t remember who), but it ended up being a good, silly rental, but nothing spectacular. 28 Days Later was won of my favorite films of 2003, and House of 1000 Corpses was up there too.

is trying to convince me to take a bogus job at Radio Shack up here in Boston. I am torn about the idea, for the following reasons:

• While it sucks being turned down for a real job like the one at Red Hat, I have to say that not even being acknowledged by the Video Stores, Liquor Stores, and Video Game Stores that I have applied for in/around Hopatcong is downright humiliating. I’m not sure if I can take any more of that nonsense.
• It’s awesome being up here, but I’d feel like more of a welch living here than I would with my parents. I guess if I had a job, even at Radio Shack, I would feel like less of a dickhead. Coco says I could stay here for free, but it just seems like that would be weird.
• I don’t even know how much Rat Shack pays, and if it would be enough to keep up with my bills and still feed myself.
• It would be rad to be up here with Corinna.

Since I have had absolutely no luck getting even the most menial job in Hopatcong, I guess I should apply at Radio Shack. We’ll see what they say. Garrett is supposedly getting me an interview at his work, but he’s been out of town on business so I haven’t heard back from him yet. Hopefully something will work out there. I’m just completely fucking tired of doing nothing all day and feeling like I am not producing anything worth a god-damn for the world. At least selling RCA jacks would be a bit better than watching the paint dry all day.

I’m sure some people reading this will have opinions on this one, so feel free to voice them (i’m definitely listening)…. :)

I am hanging out at ’s place while she is at work. I have been watching alot of shitty TV, but fortunately I brought my Cosmos DVDs with me so I have something stimulating to watch. I walked down to the post office to pick up a package for her earlier today, and it was snowing pretty good. It’s a really wet snow, so it stuck to everything. Apparently a pipe burst in this building so there is no hot water, so I can’t take a shower.

I discovered that in addition to all it’s other wonderful online resources, I can access the Oxford English Dictionary through the Wallace Library at RIT. That’s badass, it’s nice to be able to use it legitimately..

CNN (television) is currently running a story on blogs. They are saying the words blog, blogger, and blogosphere over and over again. This is draining my will to live.

1. What’s the most daring thing you’ve ever done? I’m honestly not sure…

2. What one thing would you like to try that your mother/friend/significant other would never approve of? I’d love to go skydiving.

3. On a scale of 1-10, what’s your risk factor? (1=never take risks, 10=it’s a lifestyle) I’d say a 6 or so… Nothing super crazy, but I am not a complete wuss either.

4. What’s the best thing that’s ever happened to you as a result of being bold/risky?

5. … and what’s the worst? I broke my arm skiing outside of my ability once. But that didn’t stop me, and I got much better in the following years.

Casa Bonita is real! (via boingboing)

I’m heading off to Boston in a little bit, but first I have to fill up maude, get some food, and mail a book I sold on half.com before I can hit the highway.

My parents found this mug in the kitchen cabinets when they were being emptied for the renovations. Probably not work-safe.

Thanks to My Roommate, Jon Parise, I am now an Orkut whore.

So and Cansu did finally show up, and we made it into Manhattan around 5ish. We met up with Cansu’s friends who weren’t actually from Manhattan but from Delaware (Manhattan was a mid-point). They were good people, and it was good to get to know them and Cansu, as well as hang out with rory. We hoped to get together with who I had kinda forgotton lived in the area, but he didn’t want to do dinner, and by the time we finished with that Rory was pretty beat so we headed straight back.

They are leaving in the morning, but it was great to spend the day with them.

In other news, Alton Brown owns.