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Dear Neollita,

My health and well being are none of your concern. You have nothing that interests me, and spamming me for a photo is not going to net you what you want.

Die in a fire you stupid cunt.

Biafra Republic

A Retrospective on being 30 the day before turning 31

Since turning 30 last year, it’s been one long barrel of suck with some very brief highs before landing back on Shit Street. I probably should have known this when, going to my birthday dinner put on by her family, my mom decided to drag along her current boyfriend, who I regard as a bit of a twit after her widow’s pension. On the way to dinner, the tire popped off its rim, and AAA had to be called.

I probably should have taken this as a sign to just put myself in a medically induced coma for a year, but I was too busy waiting for the AAA guy to work his magic on the tire and get us on the way to the Chinese buffet we were heading to.

The next few months of job hunting after my birthday turned up absolutely nothing.


Nothing but emails saying “Thanks but we’re looking at someone else” or “The position has been filled” from my birthday until early November.

Being poor didn’t help matters much as well. They say not having money leaves you without food and you lose weight, but in actuality, you don’t truly starve. You just reach for the cheapest things off the store racks and eat them, despite being loaded with fat, sodium, cholesterol, etc. As a result, the weight loss I had the year prior was erased and then some. Despite a comeback during the holidays, I’m at 293 lbs. at present. At 6’2″, that isn’t anywhere near healthy. I don’t even want to know what my cholesterol is.

Eventually, I found ways to keep myself busy. My podcast over here as well as a couple events I organized for them helped keep me from going stir-crazy. Also, Amazon’s Mechanical Turk thingummy helped to give me some semblance of pocket money.

Family’s starting to help as well. Caring for my mother became unbelievably difficult the past year due to her emotional and mental issues, coupled with health issues that are causing her to hit the prescription coverage gap. Fortunately, my older sister is around now to help out. She’s got her humors and health issues, but she’s a lot less of a stone-cold psycho bitch than my mom. Her husband’s okay so long as he doesn’t go off on a rant about how Obama fucked him over.

In conclusion, being 30 sucked ass, despite the few lone highlights, I hope you lot who read this will join me in getting thoroughly soused to forget this monstrosity tomorrow.

(Tl;dr: 30 SUCKED ASS!)

P.S.: This is also my first actual post (not counting Twitter weekly feed digests) crossposted to Google+. Welcome Google viewers.

My Twitter: A Retrospective

Picture of Twitter for Windows 8

After taking a look at @SilverSonic having a conniption over reviewing his early tweets, I decided out of morbid curiosity (and a rainstorm overhead) to read some of mine. Unlike most people I know with Twitter accounts, I didn’t use mine all that much for the first year, mainly because I only was able to use the web interface. At one point I actually didn’t bother with it much for six months. After that, I got the text interface working I started posting at least 1 tweet monthly.

Probably some of the most memorable shit on my Twitter was

• The rise and fall of the old URL shortener
• My tweets from back when I worked at Walmart (not my finest moment)
• My lack of tweets around the time my stepfather passed away in 2009 and my mom’s subsequent battle with breast cancer
• The first tweets of Summer of Sonic, back before Truman Brewery became home of RinseFM.

Through it all, I could find three major point when I really picked up tweeting:

• When I first discovered the text Short code at 40404
• When I got my first smartphone (Looking back, I wonder what I ever saw in BlackBerry) with Twitter app capability.
• When I really got acquainted with the guys over at this place, especially Nemain the Incomparable.

Looking back, there are moments when I tweeted something that now I can see look very childish, boorish, or even borderline bigoted. Fortunately, almost all of those tweets (including all the borderline bigoted ones), are all replies without any context, leaving me to assume that I was right and the other party was fucked up.

This is probably not the case at all, but I still like to believe the better angels of my nature telling me this.

More cross-posting madness.

In my ongoing effort to cut down the amount of places I have to log into to post, I have finally added the capability to cross-post to Tumblr from my WordPress blog. I have also re-enabled cross-posting to my old and decrepit blog mirror that I created as a fallback when Windows Live Spaces died a couple years ago.

Also, I have utilized my control over my DNS to add in a new custom URL for my Tumblr, which is now, as well as setting my LiveJournal URL to I considered doing the same for the aforementioned blog mirror, but they want $15/yr/blog for the privilege of accepting a fucking CNAME. Screw that.


It’s almost six in the morning, and largely because of the lack of a job since mid-September (of which I’ve nearly exhausted all sources of employment to alleviate that fact), I have nothing to so aside from sitting in front of my PC and writing about it on my barely used blog. Sleeping doesn’t help matters much either…

FUCK! I’m BORED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Some males are no better than women

My douchebag stepbrother, since my stepdad’s demise, has beaten his wife up, left her to shack up with her uncle’s wife for several months, and now is arrested for Possesion with Intent to Distribute – Meth & Child Endangerment. As a result, his wife had the house she and her mother lived in (which is in both my stepbrother and his wife’s names) seized by the police. The contents are safely tucked away, largely because of advance warning. Mom opened up our house to both her and her mom until they find an apartment, and they brought over their pets.

One of them is a fat male weinerdog who is the most neurotic I have ever met. When his owners are gone, he whimpers for attention, but won’t let anyone give it to him. The whimpering is starting to drive me crazy. Any ideas on how to deal, people?

SCAM ALERT: Dante Marketing, LLC

I just left the local bank with mom, who came in to file a charge dispute. Three of these charges came from a company in Florida called “Dante Marketing, LLC”. They go by various names, such as “IDProtect”, “IdentitySweep”, and other unknown names. It turns out that these people were charging my mom up the wazoo monthly for services she never ordered. After doing some research online, I found out my mom wasn’t the only victim. Several people reported online about how they were ripped off by this entity.

Mom was lucky, as the bank was able to get them to refund the charges, before she cancelled the check card they used to charge my mom. However, there are others out there who might have been ripped off. So be on the lookout for these people in your bank statements.

Live Spaces on life support (and other bad jokes)

Been a while since I posted from here and out into the world, but a quick update for those not in the know.

Family’s been doing fine for the most part, the sole exception being my brat of a nephew who came over to Texas seemingly to consume like a locust swarm… Suffice to say, it didn’t work out, and after he nearly got ran out of the county because of an altercation that got the law involved, he ran off to his mother’s place out of state.

Speaking of family issues, my mom celebrated her 1 year anniversary of my stepdad’s passing away back in August, crying for three days while holding his ashes. Shortly after he died back in 2009, mom found that she had breast cancer. Fortunately, it got caught in time and over the course of the past year, received chemotherapy and radiation.

I ended up taking a summer job this past summer at a local water park, which out here takes a lot out of you. On the plus side, I saved enough money to rent my textbooks for fall and buy myself a new BlackBerry(R) Curve 8530.

Right now, I’m in my usual state of post-Thanksgiving blah, further being compounded by being a publicly-closeted gay man (in an area that is decidedly


a gay mecca) and a furry without a significant other. I’m planning out my tax refund to be received late Jan-early Feb 2011, of which I plan on building a new computer.

Finally, a quick note to all people catching my blog mirror on Windows Live, this will be the last post mirrored onto Windows Live Spaces, as Microsoft is closing it down and migrating everyone to hosted blogs. Since I self-host the main blog mirror and crosspost using WordPress and/or notify the mirrors and such on other services (LiveJournal, MySpace, Twitter, etc…) I have decided to just delete the Spaces crossposting plugin for WordPress off of the main blog mirror after this post and save my Windows Live Spaces blog mirror contents for offline consumption and possible upload, then delete the blog mirror. I apologize for any inconvenience caused.