Current mood:	blah
Current music:	i like you so much better when yr naked.

coincedence?
i don't trust my mailbox.



it's the one all the way on the end, and this row of mailboxes is like, a quarter of a mile down the road from my actual house. it's okay for getting bills and crap, but i wouldn't send a package to it. so, when i order something from like, amazon or somewhere, i have them send it to my mom's house. on wednesdays, i go over to my mom's house to watch Lost (because i refuse to pay for television), and so that is when i usually pick up mail if there is any for me there.

last wednesday, i received these, which i am now the proud owner of after a night of drunken internetting:



to my delight, i discovered that the Nuke'em High box came with this fine bumper sticker:




before applying it to my bumper, i decided to clean the bumper off a bit. i went into mom's pantry and discovered a bottle of my favorite cleaning spray, Kaboom. i was so delighted that i told my mom a story about how one time in chicago we decided to do some product testing, and we sprayed half of the coffee table with Kaboom and half with brand x. Kaboom, of course, was far superior. so, i went out, cleaned the bumper, slapped the sticker on, and then came inside and checked my email:



i said, 'wow, no shit, Kaboom just sent me some email.'

my mom then told me that house must be bugged, because the other night she clicked on some ad on the internet, and five minutes later the company that manufactured the product in question called her on the phone.

a few strange coincidences, it seemed. i decided to tell my parents about a strange coincidence that happened to me a few nights previous.

so, you know when you are half awake and you sometimes hear voices, and sometimes you aren't sure if they are real or not? well, this happened to me one night. i woke up at about 3 in the morning, and as i was slowly regaining consciousness, i heard a 'HHRRKK' noise coming from the window, which is right next to my bed. i thought that someone outside was straining to open the window to come inside.

i flew out of bed. i stood in the middle of the room, looking at the window (the shade was down), until i started to calm down. i sat down at the computer and decided to look at the internet for a while and not freak out. i opened youtube, and i actually said to myself, 'now, be careful, sometimes videos on youtube are scary and they don't warn you that they are going to be scary.'

i didn't want to see anything scary, as i was still feeling a little weird about the window. so, i saw that parry gripp had posted some songs, and figured that this would be safe:



well, at 42 seconds my blood fucking froze. talk about bad timing. i did not sleep.

after this story, my mom told be that that very morning she had called 911 because the soap dish fell off of the wall in the shower, and made such a loud noise that she woke up thinking that someone had smashed a window and was coming into the house.

we are all loosing our minds.

so, on anther note, it is spring and shit and it is fucking awesome and i'm driving around with the windows down and shit and i need to get into better shape and skate and play tennis and i figured it was about time for my quarterly lj update. woop. i've been running around videotaping stuff and working on a few projects and being somewhat productive and it feels good. i need to go to the hospital and give them some blood. i need to start taking all of my pills again. i need to run more. i need to go to fucking sleep.