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The worst excuse for a human being... [Jan. 31st, 2011|12:37 am]
[Tags|, ]
[mood |contemplativecontemplative]

this side of the musicians Mississippi, if not the country...better yet, maybe the world

That would be me apparently. Current descriptions of myself and my character: Egomaniacal; egotistical; bag-stabbing; insufferably arrogant; inconsiderate; insulting; prick. I am also the devious mastermind in charge of taking advantage of the less fortunate by the removal of said persons because they don't fit my agenda.

My favorite part is how I'm continuously attacked about my excessive ego by a man who only cares and concerns for himself. The world revolves around this man, yet I'm the egomaniac. The whole world takes it upon itself to notice and is against this man, yet I'm egotistical. Nobody from a certain band that I was previously a member of has any hope of replacing/filling in for this person nor deserves the right to even play with the band that I am currently in, yet I am insulting and insufferably arrogant. He can decide who plays or doesn't plays the gigs that I have booked based on whether or not he is available, yet I'm an inconsiderate prick.

I don't need this kind of drama and I certainly don't need to associate with someone who thinks so lowly of me. I'm most certainly not going to respond to remarks made on the internet intended to ignite controversial responses. I just turned 30 last week, why would I be so childish as to fight with someone over the internet about something that happened over a month and a half ago? I'm also not going to throw his brother under the bus just to make pot shots at him...like he'll do for me. Last time I checked, if you're going to attack someone, do it directly. Don't use and take advantage of your brother's webspace, especially a happy/triumphant post, to attack me. It's insulting to you brother and it makes you look pathetic.

Honestly, if I was as a despicable person as this man believes me to be I would not still be playing in a band with his brother and considering the blood is thicker than molasses rule in that family...I'm just throwing that out there...

I'm the happiest and most easy going that have been in many years and even during my "angry" period I was never as bad as he believes me to be. This is the same person who I helped out during some of his rough times a few years ago for no other reason than because I cared. This is the same person who invited me as a guest to a couple of important ceremonies in his life because we were "friends". Last time I checked, friends did not so maliciously and viciously attack one another. And those who deem themselves intellectual adults, as well as past the age of 30, did not do so on the internet.

So this is me, ending a chapter of my life and beginning a new one, sans someone who thinks so low of me as to believe that I would treat a friend so badly on purpose, with motive, because I have an agenda...last time I checked, it was the quiet ones you had to worry about and I am anything but quiet.
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Criminy [May. 5th, 2010|01:17 am]
If it isn't one thing it is another. Let's check the list shall we?

[x] Lots of art work that needs to be done that isn't done and is going to take a long time to finish
[x] Work getting in the way while also showing how fragile job security really is
[x] Band 1 issues
[x] Band 2 issues
[x] Someone somewhere freaking out about the wedding...not me, but always someone I have to deal with
[x] Friend's drama
[x] Another friend's drama
[x] Yet a 3rd friend's drama
[x] Money disappearing and not being replenished
[x] Zero gigs. Nada. None. Zip.
[x] No time to start my new practice regimen
[x] No time for the gym
[x] Family drama
[ ] Kitchen sink

Thank goodness for that last box being empty! Seriously though, is it June 12th yet? I'm ready for this shindig to be on, over, and for me to be at the beach in Florida...no answering the phone, no dealing with work problems via computer, no dealing with other people's drama. Vacation. Honeymoon. Whatever you call it, I'll be on it and everyone better forget how to contact me for a week's time.

Actually, I'm quite excited and am looking forward to the big day...it's just that, I've been doing so for 6 months already. I'm ready for it to be here so I can survive it.

So I took a gamble and auditioned for an original band. They were a cool group of guys and had some pretty songs. I liked the style...blues based heavy rock, if that means anything. They said I was in, I went back and dropped off a practice rig, a month went by and I went back and picked it up because there had not been another practice since my audition. I guess it is a good thing I didn't ever learn their name. Pretty discouraging. I was really excited about being part of an original project.

A Fool's Errand is starting to write some stuff. Honestly, none of us are qualified to be writing anything. That's just my opinion. I'm an ass, I know. In my opinion, every one of us is capable of contributing/fleshing out/tweaking something that someone brings to the table...but when we bring something to the table, it's always lacking something. The 1 tune we've been working on isn't bad. It's just a little...blah. Maybe I'm too harsh. Maybe I'm a little impatient. Maybe I just want to play out right now and I'm frustrated since I haven't had a gig since November...and that sucks.

The new apartment is a wonderful change from the hole in the wall I used to inhabit with an evil mountain goat/wanna-be MMA fighter. 2 bedrooms, 2 large bathrooms, deck storage, and garage storage for only $30 more than the total from the previous place...and I didn't have the deck storage, garage storage, or nearly as much space.

Ok, this is all rambled and jumbled. Just like my brain at the moment.
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Son of a bitchin' fuck shit dammit asses [Jan. 19th, 2010|01:38 am]
Great, my Facebook is being censored because people are "shocked" by my language. I'm sorry, we're all adults here. It's time you grew up and dealt with the fact that some people get angry sometimes. I'm gratuitous with it as much as I used to be. This isn't an official censor (I know many people who would get that before myself) but a censor none-the-less. Grow up children. If I'm stuck in a situation that makes me angry (and we all know how extremely long my fuse is...not!) then words come out.
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? [Jan. 15th, 2010|10:01 pm]
[mood |sleepysleepy]

Where did you come from? Why are you here? When did you decide to connect? What is the reason for this?

I'm just wondering...

In other news, the Spring Rush was hellacious, but not unbearable. Also, I was told, even by new people, that I'm the favorite manager because even though I'm a little crazy and can be a little grumpy and irritable, I'm endearing. Who would've thought that my faults in the beginning would turn out to be the reason that people like working with me.

Ancients Behaving Badly is fun show about really crazy and boarder line psychotic tyrants.

Moving back to McDonough in a month. Elise and I have a new apartment right off of Jonesboro Rd. Can't wait to get out of this Hell hole and into a new place. I'm sure this place will have its problems as well, but at least they will be new problems. Every place is going to have them and until we look into getting a house, we're going to have to deal with the issues that come with renting apartments and townhomes.

And as of today, 148 days and counting.

Back to the original point, interesting timing...
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Curtis doesn't do statistics [Oct. 2nd, 2009|01:13 am]
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[Current Location |bed]
[mood |tiredtired]
[music |fan]

Well, I attempt to, I just plain do not get it! Stupid numbers. Stupid equations. Stupid graphs. I feel a similar feeling of hopelessness attempting to make sense of these things as I do when I receive financial/turn/sales reports from the home office. None of it makes any damn sense, no matter how many times my boss explains it during the mgr meetings (I've quit trying to understand the damn things and just started taking his word for it). Being busy and stressed a bit about work is part of the problem but the other is that I'm lazy, procrastinate way too much, and my mind wanders on to various and sundry other things (which happen to be way more interesting) while listening to the graduate assistant ramble on in his thick Chinese accent and obvious ESL grammar issues. Bah, I tried to wonder if I would have done any better 7 or 8 years ago when I still had some high school math retained but then I remembered the grade I received in my only other math class...it wasn't pretty, but I studied for 3 days straight for that C! Anything under a 94 on the final would have left me with a D. I might have to take a day or 2 off before the actual "midterm" midterm so that I can score a lot better than I did on the "quarter-term" midterm.

Holy crap, how long has it been since I updated this damn thing? So many things have happened since then: change in residence, awesome relationship, bad-ass beard, cut hair shorter and now it's growing back out some again (at least long enough to brush back, but no more "long" hair), niece being born and then carted off to South Florida, bands that I play with/don't play with anymore/sometimes still play with/will be playing with soon, GSU being GSU, and a plethora of idiotic work crap.

Oh, I watched all of the Tiny Plaid Ninja videos the other night. Those things still make me laugh, lol.
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Night Gallery is awesome! [Mar. 24th, 2009|09:58 pm]
[Current Location |drafting table]
[mood |aggravatedaggravated]
[music |Night Gallery Season 1]

My schedule this week isn't. I've got a lot of work to do and few other things that I'd really love to do that are on a limited time basis that the schedule is interfering with. Fuck this week. Maybe my beard's built-in awesomeness can extend a certain deadline. One can only hope for chances sake.
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Have to post this for posterity's sake [Feb. 25th, 2009|11:09 pm]
[mood |tiredtired]
[music |"The Last Vampyre" Sherlock Holmes]

"Curtis wonders why the majority of the human race likes to back up their stupidity with "facts" of their peer group's making...sheep are so amusing"...Facebook status for the last 7 days. It references the idiocy mentioned in my previous post.
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Wow [Feb. 19th, 2009|08:46 am]
[Current Location |bed]
[mood |confounded]
[music |silence o alarm clock!]

Just read a post on Facebook that read, "smoking cigs to look cool sets you apart from the less experimental" and this person continues this line of conversation adding that the most intelligent people she knows smoke. Then moves on to any health risks are worth the aesthetic and that the "persecution of smokers bothers me more than any mythical second hand damage I can get from their cancer sticks"...

I know it is first thing in the morning and I am not fully awake yet but this sounds like an attention whore teenager argument to me. If it isn't then my faith in humanity has dropped again. I'm questioning how far this faith can go.

Sheep are utterly amusing and disgustingly annoying at the same time.
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CurlyMo says, [Nov. 15th, 2008|02:45 am]
[Current Location |bed]
[mood |annoyedannoyed]
[music |random noise]

"You have a room for a reason, so fucking use it!"

Someone learned how to take out the trash (still learning how to put a new trash bag in but baby steps I guess) but I'd rather they learned to not sleep on the damn futon in the living room. Then again, I kinda thought that would be common sense/courteousy but what do I know right?...since I kind of figured a futon in the living room would be great for guests sleeping over, not the regular weekend haunt of a roommate and gf. Blah

Bitch bitch bitch bitch bitch

I know.

I'll sleep now instead.
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Too tired to think straight but not enough to fall asleep [Oct. 12th, 2008|03:56 am]
[Current Location |Bed]
[mood |tiredtired]
[music |none]

Lets see. I fucked up my truck because dad and I thought I could make it to winter time before I got new tires (apparently not considering my radiator does not sit well with have a trailer hitch smash into it). I've actually gotten to a good a spot in both of my classes...yay me and tons of hard work and long hours. I played a bad-ass gig with Brian Wilson and Friends and got really drunk (don't worry, I'm smart enough not to be driving, I rode with Mark Wilson, the bass player). Other updates? Well let me think. Work still sux. School and work together is working me to the brink of sanity. My niece grows too much between the visits I can make to the house with my schedule (maybe once a week) and little Samantha is just as cute and disobedient as ever (luckily neither Ken, Julie, nor myself let her get away with the disobedient part). So I'm sitting here Sunday morning drunk at 4am and tired but unable to fall asleep. ::sigh:: Ugh
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