Your Doggy Is Never Coming Home

Current Music:	Boris: My Neighbor Satan
Subject:	My Refrigerators, Let Me Show You Them
Time:	08:44 pm
Current Mood:	Absolut and Fanta

Right now, at this moment in time, I am really interested in the refrigerators of others. On top of my fridge is an intergalactic ice cream man, a can of Sylvia's black-eyed peas ("They're Real Good!"), and a figurine of a coffee-drinking Buddha talking on his cell phone. On the fridge is Chewbacca playing Super Smash Brothers Brawl as Jigglypuff, Darth Vader issuing orders to his Patapon, and Yoda describing what it is sharks need you to do. Also, a Rachael Leigh Cook kitchen magnet courtesy of

katesterbp, an advertisement for SERIOUS POOL CARE featuring a drowning child flanked by piranhas labeled "bacteria" and "germs", a mostly armless and legless Ugandan child screaming down the street belly first on a skateboard, a trading card of my brother when he was 12 and playing soccer, and a flyer from the Bliss dance nights that The Black Cat in DC put on (it says "Hang The DJ" on it). Oh yeah, and little mini panda and bunny magnets from

iheartretards.

What is on your fridge?

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Current Music:	Rhythm Collision: Happy As A F#@*ing Clam
Subject:	Does Not Work Well With Others
Time:	02:11 am
Current Mood:	zero wolf

What up Internets? I decided on this year's birthday, a day of cards filled with cash, and a heart full of, whatever, at being one year away from 30, to retire the old

stevenleighcook journal. Mostly because I was over the name. I like my new one. More refined, more adult, more 30-ish.

I haven't written much since there hasn't seemed to be anything to write about, so I think this one will be mostly about games and books and movies that I like, and show photos of course. I'm kinda "whatever" on the whole rehashing day-to-day shit every couple of days.

I haven't been up to much lately since I got back from Korea. My stepdad was in a pretty gnarly motorcycle accident on Halloween morning and I spent the entire month of November taking care of him during the day while The Moms was at work (he's a-ok now). Towards the end of December my car's transmission shredded itself while visiting Sambo

iheartretards. 3000 thousand dollars later it's all better! For New Years, I went to a party that consisted 90% of faux-cholos and cholas. Oh California, I haven't missed you at all. It was easily the wackest party I have ever attended.

Present day: I moved to San Diego recently. I refuse to get another job in the nuclear engineering field so I am going to bartend instead while I finish my degree, in the nuclear engineering field. Makes perfect sense doesn't it?

I have never done anything like bartending before (I've spent the last decade learning/doing projects/work for the most part on my own...which I immensely prefer) so I'm a bit nervous of how I'm going to interact with the people I work with, since it seems like it's definitely a co-op-type environment, based on how I've been playing the Xbox Live Arcade Game: N+.

There's a co-op mode where, if your partner fucks up, you're both fucked. It doesn't matter how good one person is, if both people can't do their part you lose, which I do not enjoy one single bit. Of course, since it's my birthday and I'm infallible and awesome, I am never one that fucks the team. Instead I am the one always wondering aloud "are you related to the lobster claw guy from Carnivale how do you fuck up something I just showed you how to do ten times in a row okay the Timmy impersonation was funny the first five times but could you cut it out already seriously are you kidding me unfuckingbelieveable how many loads of laundry do you think I can get done before you figure this out" and on and on and on.

So obviously, I'm concerned a bit. Though, I mean, I do have different gears for different social situations, but sometimes the mouth is on autopilot. Can't help it. I'm a nice person, I swear! Haha. Next time we play I will practice giving helpful advice, not being demeaning or sarcastic, or just keeping my mouth shut. Hopefully the bile buildup in my body while doing this won't reach innard-liquefying levels.

I'm still alarmed by today's fact of the day. "You're 29 now!". Maybe if I listen to my favoritist record from high school (okay, maybe not favortist, but tied with Cheshire Cat, Doggystyle, Friendly People, Siamese Dream, The Blue Album, and The Crow and Mortal Kombat soundtracks) I'll trick myself into believing...ah fuck it. I get delicious cake today! Fuck yeah!

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