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stomach hurts, called in again, tho i’m feeling guilty cuz i might have been ok enough to work. oh well.

i remembered the guided missile case at carbosil so i decided to look up the missile it once contained, the AIM-54. and wow. pictures. pics make it look way bigger than the case, but it’s hard to tell from my pics. apparently it’s 13 ft long with a 15 inch diameter. that seems right, but the wingspan is 3 feet, which would not fit in the case. one source says they cost about a million dollars each to make, others have a unit cost of 477k. the weapon is apparently retired.

after this websearch i’m definitely on the FBI subversive list.

for those not interested in clicking the links, just note this

The AIM-54 Phoenix was retired from USN service on 30 September 2004. F-14 Tomcats will be retired on September 22nd, 2006. Both F-14 Tomcat and AIM-54 Phoenix missile continue in service of the Iranian Air Force.

now again, why on earth is the case for this weapon in carbosil?

now to research the base, NF-17DC….it was once proposed (1981) to turn the site into a medium security correctional facility…interesting. according to a 2001 document, property was still owned by the air force, and was being looked at by the department of housing and urban development as “property suitable as facilities to assist the homeless”. i’m curious as to if the main large “burned” building is the bomb proof missile master building that is spoken of in some of these reports. (well this overhead shot certainly looks like it could be) *edit* it indeed is the missile master building. now i REALLY want to get inside it

http://www.lockport-ny.com/Pictures/n4.htm
http://www.radomes.org/museum/documents/LockportAFSNY.html

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i got an “advance” of Lacuna Coil’s new album Karmacode. sadly, i’m a bit disappointed. it is way way more commercial than their other 5 releases (no, they are not a new band!). it almost sounds like Korn to me. it sounds more Korn than Korn’s new album does (which wow, is really bad). in particular, “what i see”, so korn it could be off of Issues. some of the songs have a very pronounced bass line, that wasn’t there in past releases, and it makes me think “wow i didn’t know Fieldy left korn and joined LC”. the album really lost some of what made me love them so much, that element of goth creepiness. there’s lots of christina chanting, but it lacks that mysterious element that Comalies had. it’s almost like they tried too hard to keep that element in, so the songs where there is some, it seems not to fit. it’s still better than everything else on the radio, but…it is very mainstream now. it’ll probably grow on me, if i can stop thinking that i’m listening to korn with a female singer.

stomach was perfect when i woke up, but around 230 sudden pain again, and i’m really dizzy. may have to call in tonight, tho i don’t want to. i only have 12 sick hours currently.

which reminds me however, we’ve cut down the number of shows from 14 to 6. only doing the ones in a 5 hr radius or so, which means: saratoga, toronto, cleveland, columbus, detroit, pittsburg. it’s a issue of money, amphitheaters, money, shitty 1st bands, money, jobs, money and money.

waiting for my dad to get here with my new printer. i’ll be able to make more pins 🙂

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stomach is dying again. ug. hurts so bad.

lunch was fun, there ended up being about 10 of us. it was weird though because Most Hated Player Ever was actually friendly and nice to us, and gave us a whole 8$ discount on our check. he brought over some kind of duck thing, and no one would really touch it cuz who knew what the hell was really in it (ifyouknowwhatimeanandithinkyoudo). i still don’t like chinese food tho so i didn’t eat much, and people put in way too much money for the check so they kept giving it to me so we wouldn’t tip them. since He was nice to us i sorta felt bad trashing the place. Xiao started throwing stuff on the floor though so we made a bit of a mess. ended up we were all non smokers so we couldn’t light up in there, i never bought the cigarettes like i said i was going to haha. hit a few stores with mary after and now waiting for board meeting. but i sooo don’t feel good. time to drink more antacids.

and this site is fabulous!

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i love george bush

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i somewhat randomly decided to go to canada to check out the stripper shoe store i saw when amira and i were…um…in canada, to see if they had any gothboots. so off to canada, and why on earth does everything in canada close at 5. sheesh. went to the outlets to urban behaviour, they had a cool corset that sorta fit, but i didn’t buy it cuz again, not comfortable wearing it. i decided to drive around and try to find the penn center, went through st catherines downtown which is actually sorta cute. finally found the penn center (after driving by it twice) and shopped around. bought some eyeshadow from another mac-like cosmetic counter. seriously, it HAS to be the same stuff mac sells, it all looks exactly the same.

anyway…on the way home, rainbow bridge, the customs guy asks to see the trunk. fuck. i have all the stuff that jasen gave me from his basement in my trunk still. fuck fuck fuck. first the guy couldn’t fathom that someone might actually go and shop by themselves. he was convinced i knew someone there and went shopping with them. um no, SOME people can actually handle doing things by themselves. then the trunk he was like, what is all this stuff, and i’m like…i have no idea really haha. i knew i was so totally done. so i got pulled over, and not just pulled over and searched in the parking space, but i had to drive my car into this little garage thing, and they closed me in there. i had to sit in this little room and they took my cell phone away, and they searched my car. i wasn’t really nervous cuz i didn’t do anything wrong, but really. i have no idea what was in my trunk hahah. what if jasen really had found uranium in his basement and it was in the box in my trunk. and all i could think of was jasen getting body cavity searched haha. thankfully, there was none of that. it didn’t take long, i just think they took a closer look in the trunk, looked through the back seat, and were done. they didn’t really say anything to me or ask me anything except why would i go shopping by myself in canada (they asked me again haha). oh they did ask me about work, and if i had my gaming license, tho i don’t know why that would matter. i didn’t have it and he didn’t press the issue.

so if i wasn’t already, i’m sure that i’m now on an FBI list of subversives. gotta remember to take that stuff out of my trunk before i go to canada again. we joked about it last friday. who knew it would happen. damn george bush. damn terrorists.

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dream: i was watching some show on tv that apparently was about grammy performances. that and really slutty costumes. they were showing britney spears doing some song that i guess i knew, and had this really slutty outfit on, but it really just looked like a bathing suit with a garter belt and stockings. so she finishes and suddenly i’m AT the show. backstage. so i see her come off the stage, and then next up to perform was michael jackson. he was doing “childhood” but as i’m trying to watch from the side lines, and from behind these sheer curtains so i could only sort of see, i totally didn’t recognize the song at all. i thought, wow it has been a long long time since i listened to this. so i’m trying to watch him, and britney is so excited about him performing that she goes back onstage behind him and starts dancing around. the light guys put a spotlight on her, and mj is pretty much in the dark. so i think, oh no he’s going to be soooo pissed that someone stole the spotlight from him. but britney doesn’t stay long, and mj finishes the song, and there are 3 children on stage with him. he leaves the stage and goes wherever…to the special jackson waiting area, but he forgot one of the kids, a baby. apparently HIS baby, blanket. so i pick him up and i’m carrying him around trying to figure out how to get him to one of the jacksons. i’m talking to some people back stage, and they all said i had no chance of even getting near the jackson waiting area cuz they had so much security. but what else am i gonna do with this baby? so i walk back toward their waiting area, and i walk right in, there is no security anywhere. i see janet walking toward me so i tell her i have blanket cuz mj left him on stage when he left. so she takes the baby from me, and i walk back into the heart of the waiting area and all the jackson brothers are there. the walls are all decorated with their albums and gold records etc. i take a quick look and say hi and i go to leave through this sort of lobby area to their waiting area, and janet and michael are sitting on this couch and janet is holding the baby. so i say hi and go to leave and mj grabs me and pulls me toward him sorta violently. he says “you’re not going to tell anyone you were back here right? it’s not going to end up on some nine inch nails website is it?” and he’s all sinister and his eyes are sort of small and all i can think of is “yeah he totally got his eyes done, cuz now they are way bigger” – since this was a tv show i was watching of past grammy performances, i guess i had travelled back in time to be backstage during this show. mj has abnormally hairy arms. so i tell him that i promise i wont tell anyone, and he let me go and i left.

wtf.

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work has been weird. well rather, people at work have been weird. i had told a bunch of people i was going to the party sunday night when i really had no intentions of going. didn’t feel like paying 20$ to not drink. whatever. the next day i saw siu and asked how it was, and she was like “Good but i was disappointed you didn’t show up.”….ok. and she’s confirmed with me 1000 times that i’m going to lunch at Most Hated Player’s Restaurant with her and a bunch of people on thursday. then today anna was my supervisor, and i was on a dead game when our new scheduling boy was picking stuff up in the pits. and she randomly said that i should go out with him. ok. weird. whatever. i went on break and later came back and she brought it up again. ok. now we don’t talk. we hardly ever work together, and she intimidates me so i don’t really know what to say to her. so it was weird that she’d just start in on this. then later, she brought it up again, offering to tell him and set us up together. wtf. and i got another message on my space from someone who knows who i am from when i was a pit clerk. and i have no idea who this person is. if i hadn’t just been contacted by someone i actually liked and got along well with in high school i’d just delete my account.

i really want to go to coney island.

i found tons of stuff on ebay that i want to buy. i’ve resisted so far but there is one thing i’m definitely sniping once i find out a shipping price. hehe more junk for me to move yay.

and haha there’s apparently a new trent feud going on…trent and jerome, stemming from jerome’s new interview with mtv. trent posted on his “blog” and quickly deleted a nice little message to jerome haha “A few thoughts / corrections on Jerome Dillon’s latest press attempt to create interest in his project:
First, the facts:
I was impressed with his demos that ended up being his record.
I thought the choice of using Claudia was fantastic – I love her voice.
I did not offer to produce his record.
I did not attempt or ask to use any of his tracks for the “Tapeworm” project (which was long dead by the time I heard his music).
His recollection of the events leading to his departure from the band is once again inaccurate.

Now I venture into commentary:
Jerome continuously has to see himself as the victim in all circumstances. He lives in a world where he is always being wronged by someone or something. That could be me, that could be management, that could be his drum tech, that could be the girl who mistakenly washed his permanent press designer jeans, that could be the person that didn’t cook his chicken properly before the show, or that could be the record label that wont give him tour support for his new band to play a show. On that topic, what in the hell do you need tour support for? You’re a new band with no record sales yet… do what any new band does – practice in the garage, pack your shit in the car, play a goddamned show and quit whining about it.
p.s. You look like an asshole in your picture. ”

hahaha

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still thinking about the egg donor thing.

i realized today that i never got billed for my little drunken trip to the ER. nice.

i bought some clothes from fredericks of hollywood (seriously ha). i got one today, the other is out of stock. i’m not sure i’m going to keep it tho. i like it, but i am not comfortable in it. i have time to decide. haha. i hope the other one comes tho, it has sleeves haha.

i bought edy’s whole fruit frozen juice bars. the orange-creme one tasted vaguely alcoholic haha.

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“Tupac to Join Celebrities at Wax Museum” – why is that news??

news over here…i found out a way to fund this tour. i’m going to contribute to the advancement of medicine by donating my eggs to science. for $4000. and i’m totally serious. does anyone know anyone who’s had this done? apparently somewhere in rochester, probably Strong, does it. steph at work has a whole pamphlet on it, that came home from pre-school with her stepson hahahaha. it apparently takes about an hour, it’s a local, you’re done and on your way with $4000. i see no negatives about this, except for a bit of pain i’m sure. but FOUR THOUSAND DOLLARS…i don’t need all those eggs! you can also do it once a month too LOL. *grr initial look seems like i couldn’t do it if i wanted to. gah. now what am i gonna do to raise funds, open a lemonade stand?*

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i am not goth because i dislike the majority of “goth” music, cuz it came from punk and i really hate punk music.

in other news. i had wonderful trent dreams last night. one of them, i was at a show, and it seems like it was in a school gym cuz the seats were all bleachers. so i’m sitting in the bleachers waiting for the show, and ppl are wandering around, so i go wander too. i’m talking to someone when pinion starts, so i just take off, and instead of going back to my seat with all my friends i run to the front of the stage. and the stage is like a school gym stage, there is no barrier, so we are pressed up against the front of the stage. there are only a few of us up there tho, everyone else is still on the bleachers. ok whatever, the band starts playing and i’m the only one rockin out. everyone in the bleachers is just sitting there. slowly everyone else leaves and sits down, and now i’m the only one up front. and it’s like, wow how disrepectful. a few times i try to be cheerleader and get the people to stand up and do something, but they won’t, so i just give up and watch the show. trent realizes that i’m the only one there, and he recognizes me from other shows so he finishes a song and just starts talking to me. there are a few other people with me now, so he asks us what we want him to play next. i said deep. he ends up playing a new song for us, and suddenly the show is like…just for us. for some reason we end up on stage with him, and suddenly me and him are like really good friends, and i get alot of hugs from him. something happens to piss trent off and he leaves and goes back stage to one of the classroom/dressing rooms. so i follow him so i can go comfort him about whatever he’s mad about, and there are a few other people hanging around. and our “relationship” is weird because we don’t really have to talk to eachother to know what’s going on. i find him on a computer on AIM and his screenname is just TR hahah. i rubbed his shoulders to make him feel better, and a few other people came in. one girl had this shirt on – it was actually pretty ugly – but it was apparently a shirt we are all gonna get at the spiral show in cabazon on the 31st haha. i kept trying to get all these people to leave because trent was tired and we needed to take a nap on the couch in the room.

i can’t really remember the other ones, except for something about trent giving me casino chips that were specially made for me with my name on it, and it was really cute. he started smiling cuz he was so proud of himself cuz he did it hahah.

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today consisted of being very very VERY cold. i spent 4 hours or so with some photographer/explorers from downstate and NJ at the terminal. i dressed warm, gloves, hat, sweatshirt, big jacket, but after 4 hours it was horrible haha. couldn’t feel my feet at all. they were all very cool people, and they’ve been EVERYWHERE haha. i may be going to Grail#2 with them this weekend if things work out right time wise.

tonight consisted of tripping up to toronto with kate and lei to go to the big st patty’s day party with u2 coverband Elevation playing. unfortunately when we got there, there were no more tickets left. it wasn’t a huge surprise, so we made alternate plans and went to dinner at hard rock cafe (where i spent 14$ on a drink and a hot fudge sunday wtf). then we were gonna go to get me tattooed at new tribe, the only tat place i know of in toronto, but we couldn’t find anywhere to park that didn’t cost 20$. so we just came home, stopped to buy candy at a gas station, and found jalepeno pringles (so good!) and dill doritos (so bad!).

i realized it is probably easier for me to go to toronto to go to H&M than to go to rochester to H&M.

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