| I keep hearing it, that distinct sound of the universe cocking its fuck with me gun.... |
[May. 5th, 2009|01:37 am] |
And it has been. I landed back in Texas after being screwed out of between 14-20 thousand USD... I will only return to Korea to commit an act of vengeance....
I am crashing at my uncle's place and learning to grow vegetables in a garden out of a need to do something. I am trying to find a gig as an accountant...
I started a gig at the local ren faire doing a street hustle and realizing that sometimes great ideas don't work for reasons known as weather. It isn't that I hate my life, I don't I just hate Murphy making me his bitch... Oh and I have gained weight and need to get back in a gym but don;t have the money to afford one and lack motivation to do a lot of things. I'll get over it and rise above, it has been an interesting journey so far and it is getting screwier. I just need to spend some time playing with my brain. I guess I will start on that soon.
wee I hope you are all alive and well. I want to return to Atlanta soon but don't know how... |
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| I'm in Masan, South Korea |
[Jun. 24th, 2008|08:37 am] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | Masan SK | ] |
| [ | mood |
| |  calm | ] |
I am not dead in a ditch, although with the way I have been drinking if I was in the states I probably would be... I quit smoking. I created a new journal to write about life in Korea, yes one that my family that doesn't really know me can read. It is CowboyinKorea if your interested. I'll also be scribling both places, and posting pictures when I can. I am surrounded by hot asian women and I don't speak enough Korean yet to do anything other than drool at them, talk about a motivating factor for learning the language. The air is cleaner than either Atlanta or Dallas, the Koreans complain about how dirty it is, they also are actually worried about the acid rain that they have, which compared to the US seems like nothing. I need to eat breakfast and go play with children. enjoy |
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| So, Murphy seems to be making me his Bitch again. |
[Apr. 16th, 2008|01:26 am] |
So Murphy seems to be making me his Bitch again.
A side note to give you a frame of reference, many people I know have called me on and off today all day long including a few that decided to wake me up asking me all the same crap, it is April 15th what do I have to do with Taxes today? And the questions have come on and off all day long… Somewhere in the cosmos I am racking up some serious blowjobs to be paid in the future points in droves all day long. It gets really annoying when the 12th person asks you the same freaking question in 30 minutes and then starts into some longwinded story that has no bearings on the facts and won’t let you shut them up to tell them that you answered that question and no story is needed or desired, compensation in any form would however, be greatly appreciated. My phone was on the charger 3 times today just to keep it working and all that before 9pm when I started having phone calls from Korea. So enjoy the current cluster fuck.
I got my ass back to Texas. I am crashing here with one of my uncles in Keller, Texas. I was told to get a criminal background check run in Texas rather than in Georgia. The only time I was ever arrested for anything was in Texas just over six months ago over a bunch of crap. Ok, so I was arrested for being asleep, and consequently shaken down by the City of Richardson, Texas for a few hundred dollars and given a differed adjudicated sentence if I behave for 6 months. The fun part is that six months ends on the 20 somethingith of April. I am having to run a state level criminal background check on myself to go to Korea and have it to them before that date...and have it apostilled (Note: If you ever want to experience a serious case of fuming inner rage and frustration try to do this when time is not a factor and when you don’t live in Texas.) I discovered that unlike what the recruiter was telling me you can not have this run by going to the local police station and asking them to run it for you. (You know do something that was his or her job, but is now someone else’s due to our need to have digital everything.) I discovered that, in Texas, as well as a few other states you must first contact the local state police, here lovingly called the Department of Public Safety. They will then explain that you must contact a private company to get yourself finger printed. That Company’s website will tell you that they only accept checks and cashier’s checks for services, no cash, no plastic, and that you must schedule and appointment at one of their offices to have yourself electronically fingerprinted, and added to a large private but publicly accessable database. Never mind, the fact that fingerprinting is now an obsolete method of identification and that if you question this just do what I did and type “faking fingerprints” into Google to get 167,000 results. Included in the first 10 are at least 5 sites showing you how including a video instruction method posted on YouTube. And don’t even think about the concept of a for profit company being the one that maintains this service and database, and the Orwellian aspects of that, not until you’ve had 3 or 4 good stiff drinks. Oh and yeah that appointment has to be scheduled at least 24 hours in advance, but since your special and got run around all day by various state and local police and other agencies your now discovering this fact at just after 11pm local time and the soonest you can be booked for an appointment that is only 17 miles away is over 36 hours from now and you really wanted it done before you went to sleep tonight but that you must now wait until Wednesday afternoon to do what you wanted to have started today which was Monday. I then have to get my results of the entering into the system to the DPS office across town and submit a request to have a state level background check run, this also costs some nominal fee, but being the state I am sure that they will take it in any form that I have it in. I will however, be checking the DPS website to confirm this. I then will need to road trip it to Austin to be at the Secretary of State of Texas Office before like 2pm to have this background check Apostilled. In simple English, rubberstamped with a big enough stamp to say that this is a legitamite document and not a forgery. I then take this stack of rubberstamped crap that says I got arrested for sleeping in the wrong place at the wrong time, obviously you need to be worried about my dangerous criminal history, but even that might not show up. So this stack of crap and my college diploma get shipped off to Korea and then I wait on my Visa to be half approved. At which time I will be invited to go to Houston to have a face to face interview with the Korean Consulate who takes my passport and stamps it in some official manner that says I can hang out in Korea for a year and teach English. Oh and all of this needs to happen in the next few weeks as they want me in Korea teaching ASAFP. Let’s not talk about the fact that I interviewed with another school in Korea tonight. Well not really another school, more like the same school in a different city that is closer to the area I wanted to be in, in the first freaking place. I have a few different rides to Austin all have various strings attached. I still need to finish unloading my POD and sort through what I am taking verses what goes into storage and what gets shipped rather than travels with me. I need to get the Korean language pattern to stick in my head enough to know that what I am hearing is actually Korean or Hangul, rather than some Generic Asian Language that is not Japanese, but sounds sort of close. Add to all of this the fact I, am almost out of money and need this job to start ASAFP to not worry about filing for bankruptcy, as I am simply out of money after living on credit for over a year. And as a Final note add to all of this that I am feeling extra horny and well have no one to direct it towards, no real privacy and you get a very armed horny man that is trying to leave the country before going bankrupt and still trying to get a good grasp on the sounds of the Korean language.
Then my recruiter called and set up another interview with for a different school closer to the area of Korea that I asked to be in. I have no real idea of what is going on… I think I just changed schools and cities. I just need to make my paper and bang some Asian Booty.
Picture if you can my bald, (Oh yeah, I shaved my head and my face, I left the eyelashes and brows but everything else went away, and goes away every other day.) Uncle Fester looking self, shows up in Korea, broke, horny, grumpy, and generally unable to speak the language and teaching children English. That is my current plan for how I am going to spend my summer months. I already have ideas about Asian women and Bondage as a Dom that likes rope work it is fun. But I have a feeling that I might almost consider feeling pity the first few women I get a hold of in Korea, and then I realize that unless they are very fluent in English I am going to stuck with plain vanilla sex until I can at least get naughty Korean down. Where is that watchtower in Austin again???? |
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| Frank has left the Building |
[Apr. 13th, 2008|07:47 pm] |
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I am at my uncle's place in Keller, Texas. Think north west Between Dallas and Ft. Worth. Not really near anything but the airport is only about a half hour away. |
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| Public Service Announcement |
[Apr. 1st, 2008|02:27 am] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | Roswell GA | ] |
| [ | mood |
| |  amused | ] |
| [ | music |
| | I hear the monkey in my brain and the little bird in my mouth | ] |
I will be leaving the ATL again on the 12th of April. I am going to Texas for a few weeks then to Korea. I have a one year teaching contract in Mokpo, South Korea. I'll be in Korea soon after my brief return to Texas to get things in order. I am doing Pimsleur's Korean lessons. |
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| cooking the bad things |
[Feb. 11th, 2008|05:56 am] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | on the surf | ] |
| [ | mood |
| |  indescribable | ] |
| [ | music |
| | I hear the monkey in my brain and the little bird in my mouth | ] |
For dinner today I made a Yorkshire Pudding with my latest batch of Porter in both the pudding and the onion gravy as well as a pint to wash it down with. Ahh, sweet heart attack I feel your embrace coming, but jus damn it is good. I took a few pictures. I’ll see if I can post them somewhere to link. No, I didn’t eat the whole thing.
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| oops |
[Feb. 7th, 2008|03:11 am] |
All of the things that could go wrong have, and yet I still live. It has been “an interesting time. “
I am drinking a bottle of Kentucky Straight Bourbon Whiskey that is dated 1978, it is a wonderful thing, that old school candy style with a smoothness of a maser distiller, that is sadly no longer made. It is a touch of the best of us by the dram. And, I am happy to have tasted such ambrosia, for I let a single tear flow for those of you that have never and will never taste the work of such an artisan. |
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| insomnia |
[Feb. 2nd, 2008|04:01 am] |
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Staring into the black pit that is my mind, I see things forming. Shapes of loneliness, fear, desperation, and self-loathing all sitting on the edges of a mass of depression form and stare at me waiting for me to accept them as my own. I know that they are mine and that I have to process them. I must once again break out side of my self and fix my brain. To fire up an old tool, that alchemy kit and begin to refine it all to gold. I just lack the energy, alone, it is past the demon’s hour and I am still here insane and unable to sleep, embraced by that cold mistress Insomnia. She kisses me and I know the fear of remembering psychosis. Questioning how long can I hang on to hope that long since expired. |
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| Update |
[Feb. 2nd, 2008|03:28 am] |
| [ | mood |
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I found the scooter, it had been moved. The engine is locked up and I am in the the process of performing a minor overhaul. I still haven't found a gig as an accountant. I am sliding in and out of sanity due to no work and too much free time. weee..... |
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| A Public Service Alert |
[Nov. 21st, 2007|12:32 pm] |
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Consider this your warning. I have returned to the ATL. My scooter is currrently MIA (stolen or towed not sure which yet) and I will be brewing beer & drinking beer on Black Friday. If you wish to see me or want to learn to brew beer (it is really easy) drop me a line. I am off the grid, no marta access and outside the perimeter so getting around sucks, but I am here. I hope to hear from some of you. |
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| (no subject) |
[Oct. 27th, 2007|04:48 am] |
things have conspired and converged in ways that would make a weaker man cry. Yet, I remain, unmoved. I am just starting a drink as I would say... you that read these words have seen, and know the truth of what i say, I am just starting to drink.. 3 bottles of real beer, a tequila, and a bit of absinthe and I am just starting... My liver will get me for this at some point....
I am returning very soon.. Heed this warning.. I come and I come in fear of what this Babylon has turned to. I come because I have been Summoned. Yes, The necromancer was invited, be aware of what that means things that bump in the night, for I too go Bump....
I return with blood on my tongue and a taste for vengeance...
I seek to be what it is that I AM, That I am
and the pieces in between I watch
I miss you Maude's Keeper. How are you now that things have gone ways that make me want to weep for your pain...
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| I feel as though there are forces beyond my control and understanding converging. |
[Mar. 29th, 2007|12:01 am] |
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Conspiring to fuck with my reality all together. I turn 36 on the first night of Passover, which also happens to be a full moon. I am the first born of my generation of my family. This is also my year, the year of the Boar. Things just seem to be converging and conspiring to send me in some new direction that I am not yet aware of. And to top it all off to make things even more interesting. My father is moving back to this part of the world to retire.
Combine all that with the inverted yield curve and the fact that that means the recession will start between May of this year and February of 08 and things just look screwy on a lot of levels. |
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| What has been happening to me this week |
[Mar. 16th, 2007|09:24 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  bitchy | ] |
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| it is freaking december already |
[Dec. 7th, 2006|10:15 pm] |
a lot has happened since I went to atlanta including pictures and stuff and yeah grad school and work keeping me freaking busier than a bee. I hope to update this thing some time soon in the mean while here is something I found oddly appropriate.
Hermes
33% Extroversion, 13% Intuition, 44% Emotiveness, 14% Perceptiveness
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You have a very keen intellect, are interested in the facts and the
truth, but you don't have the antiauthoritarian streak of The Oracle or
Prometheus. You are most like Hermes. You are dependable to a fault,
and you can develop feirce institutional loyalties. You can seem
outwardly cold, and very calculating, and any display of emotion is
extremely taxing for you. You are, above all else, dutiful, punctual,
and reliable.
More rebellious types will see you as a toadie and a stiff,
but they're unreliable iconoclasts anyway. You are very pragmatic, and
you aren't easily distracted from the task at hand. You can be counted
on to do your job without being hampered by personal interests. You are
extremely traditional, and are most likely to use "We've always done it
this way" and "Those are the rules" as justifications for hanging on to
the status quo. Most of the other personality types will have a
difficult time relating to you, but will work something out. Prometheus
and The Oracle freaking hate your uncritical position regarding
established rules and procedures, and they'll let you know it. You'll
get along well with Atlas and Apollo if they're your boss. You'll
probably get along with Icarus, too.
Famous people like you: Judge Judy, Andrew Johnson, Herbert Hoover, Harry Truman, George H.W. Bush, Ronald Reagan
Stay clear of: The Oracle, Prometheus, Dionysus, Pan, Orpheus, Aphrodite
Similar Personality Types: Atlas, Icarus, Apollo, Nemesis
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My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender: | You scored higher than 15% on Extroversion | | You scored higher than 4% on Intuition | | You scored higher than 30% on Emotiveness | | You scored higher than 1% on Perceptiveness |
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| interested and amazed at myself |
[Oct. 4th, 2006|12:33 am] |
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I realized just how much I am looking forward to returning to Atlanta. I thought I was over missing the people and the city and getting used to being back in Texas. I was the other thing besides right about that. I don't know how much of the screwy relationship that I am disentangling my selfs from with some one here that I wish to discuss. I can summarize it simply. I ran into an old friend the sparks flew like the a war zone and then she showed me that I could not trust her to respect my privacy, which means that I can't be involved with her. For me the decision is really that simple, emotions be damned once my trust is betrayed it takes a lot to even get me to be more than polite. I had considered spending a few years with her, but her behavior has changed that, now I have to extract myself from her influences as painlessly as possible, it sucks because I might loose the friendship that lasted over a decade. Oh well, such is life. |
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| public service announcement |
[Sep. 28th, 2006|11:03 pm] |
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I will be returning to Atlanta the weekend of Oct 6th there will be a party on the 7th for a variety of reasons including my return....it is at the house of wayward children on Tipperary in Tucker. If you can read this then you are invited call and or email for more info....thank you |
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| story time |
[Sep. 24th, 2006|10:01 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  annoyed | ] |
I had an argument with the girl I have been seeing here. Not a normal argument more one of those she did some thing that caused me to feel as though my privacy had been ignored and she was way overstepping the normal boundaries of politeness. This was only exacerbated by the fact that she was "trying to help." Granted, but she discovered that when I am truly angry with some one that I simply shift my references to of and to them as though they no longer exist in my future or even in anything other than my immediate present when they are in my vicinity. She found this to be cruel and abnormally emotionally distressing. I simply turn cold, until I finish being angry. I find it is a better more polite way of dealing with my urges towards violence. She informed me that she couldn't handle it, that it was too much. Well actually she used a confusing plethora of words to say please please don't do it again I can't handle you being mad at me. I don't know i find it interesting that she thinks she and I will be together for any real length of time. I don't understand this clingyness. Does she honestly think she can change my mind up about how I wish to live my life as a confirmed bachelor? Then again I guess she must otherwise she wouldn't throw tantrums and beg for forgiveness, cause that just what I want to deal with. I guess maybe I am a cold bastard when pissed, like that is news or something I am just supposed to have figured out. I know me quit well, I just wonder why people think they can control or manipulate me into being someone else.....
I have a tax exam to take in the next 45 minutes just trying to clear my mind to focus on it.
I'll be back in Atlanta the weekend of the 7th... see you then if I can. |
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| I have an odd confession |
[Sep. 17th, 2006|11:40 pm] |
After all these years of masturbation I thought that the old stories about injuring yourself or doing permanent damage was a crock, but after what happened to me two days ago I am no longer certain. I was having a wank thinking of a friend that has been a source for my personal masturbatory fantasies for years now. As I started to achieve orgasm I jerked my head due to the intensity and pulled something in my neck. I am now having issues with how I hold my head and feel a constant muscle pain down the right side of my neck into my shoulder. I just thought I should warn others. Be careful when spanking it, you may pull a muscle. |
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| here is an odd question |
[Sep. 16th, 2006|02:28 pm] |
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What would you subject yourself to for a free college education? Where are your personal limits when it comes to achieving the goals you have set for yourself? What would you really be willing to do to have a year or more off to pursue your true interests?
Is prostitution to far? Would you playhouse/sex slave? Is that any different from being married? How is it different? |
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