Rant Time
Alright. So here is the thing. My mom bought me a $600 home theatre reciever, fuly equiped with Dolby Digital, DTS, DSP, and 85 watts RMS per channel (all 6.1 of them)
Basically this means that movies pound the shit out of my house with amazing movie theatre quality sound. You might be thinking, hey, thats great, why so ranty? Wellllll, I CANT USE IT BECAUSE EVERYONE WANTS ME TO TURN IT DOWN!!!! I have to wake up to Ozzy fucking Osbourne (circa 1970s Black Sabbath era) EVERY FUCKING MORNING< RIGHT ABOVE MY ROOM!!!!!! GOD forbid that I exercise my right as an occupant of this home to DO WHAT I WANT, WHEN I WANT!!!! Ask Kaitlin, its like pulling fucking teeth around here to get a second of privacy. ARGH!!!! Everything is all about my cousin and my aunt. Its like a fucking motel at my house, yet the ironic thing is, if my girlfriend spent the night, it would be bad and I would get in trouble. I dont undertsnad why, cause everyone else and thier fucking cat is living here!! Whats one more to the mix? well, I know her parents would have something against it as well, BUT IM TRYING TO MAKE A POINT HERE!! OH YEAH, and at work today, it was fucking retarded customer day. I had a customer tell me I had Susan Powter's name wrong, and thats why I couldnt find any available books by her. No, woman, I dont have her name wrong, I know who susan powter is, and no one has bought on of her books since 199fucking5. THATS why her shit is unavoailable. ANd I just love getting told how to do my job. at this point (if anyone is actually reading this) you might be thinking whoah, how can this guy be in a jubilant mood, yet have the rantiest rant of an email!? WELLLL, allow me to explain: I realized I love my life right now. I have been in a ridiculous mood the past couple of days (yes beleive it or not, I am laughing hysterically as I wrote all this rant, cause its hilarious and not really angering me), and this good mood is becauase I have been running and getting in shape, i have been eating good, I have been listening to some good music, I am starting to put issues regarding my father away finally, my art is on display and people like it (plus i have been in two argus articles, an article in the source, the chronicle journal, and on TBT news) and I have the most wonderful and amazing girlfriend, who means the world to me, and gives me something to look forward to everyday. I am starting to get a grip on myself and on my thoughts, and even though I faulter I can take solice in the fact that I am getting better, and things are ok. I am happy, and I can share it with someone I love. So yeah, thats it. hehehehehe I think i am going to wake up at like 6am, and fucking BLARE Mr. Self-Destruct, to the point of doing serious damage to my speakers, as well as everyones hearing (nothing can stop me now).......... ;-)
Basically this means that movies pound the shit out of my house with amazing movie theatre quality sound. You might be thinking, hey, thats great, why so ranty? Wellllll, I CANT USE IT BECAUSE EVERYONE WANTS ME TO TURN IT DOWN!!!! I have to wake up to Ozzy fucking Osbourne (circa 1970s Black Sabbath era) EVERY FUCKING MORNING< RIGHT ABOVE MY ROOM!!!!!! GOD forbid that I exercise my right as an occupant of this home to DO WHAT I WANT, WHEN I WANT!!!! Ask Kaitlin, its like pulling fucking teeth around here to get a second of privacy. ARGH!!!! Everything is all about my cousin and my aunt. Its like a fucking motel at my house, yet the ironic thing is, if my girlfriend spent the night, it would be bad and I would get in trouble. I dont undertsnad why, cause everyone else and thier fucking cat is living here!! Whats one more to the mix? well, I know her parents would have something against it as well, BUT IM TRYING TO MAKE A POINT HERE!! OH YEAH, and at work today, it was fucking retarded customer day. I had a customer tell me I had Susan Powter's name wrong, and thats why I couldnt find any available books by her. No, woman, I dont have her name wrong, I know who susan powter is, and no one has bought on of her books since 199fucking5. THATS why her shit is unavoailable. ANd I just love getting told how to do my job. at this point (if anyone is actually reading this) you might be thinking whoah, how can this guy be in a jubilant mood, yet have the rantiest rant of an email!? WELLLL, allow me to explain: I realized I love my life right now. I have been in a ridiculous mood the past couple of days (yes beleive it or not, I am laughing hysterically as I wrote all this rant, cause its hilarious and not really angering me), and this good mood is becauase I have been running and getting in shape, i have been eating good, I have been listening to some good music, I am starting to put issues regarding my father away finally, my art is on display and people like it (plus i have been in two argus articles, an article in the source, the chronicle journal, and on TBT news) and I have the most wonderful and amazing girlfriend, who means the world to me, and gives me something to look forward to everyday. I am starting to get a grip on myself and on my thoughts, and even though I faulter I can take solice in the fact that I am getting better, and things are ok. I am happy, and I can share it with someone I love. So yeah, thats it. hehehehehe I think i am going to wake up at like 6am, and fucking BLARE Mr. Self-Destruct, to the point of doing serious damage to my speakers, as well as everyones hearing (nothing can stop me now).......... ;-)