Mantis Style!

Sorry I haven't posted in a while, it's been a bit hard to find the time, what with work, and having to spend 6 hours at a time in front of my computer pretending to be an elf or some shit like that.

Honestly though, there's not really a lot for me to post about. That is unless you're interested in my latest foray into sanitizing this "rat nest in training" I call home. Today saw me take on several ambitious cleaning projects. First up was the bathroom, my favorite. Somebody's been making a habit of leaving a fresh supply of the Short n' Curlies all over the place. I'd blame Mike, but he claims to never use the bathroom. It would seem that he's convinced himself that his hygienic needs are limited to showering every few days, and urinating. As a note of interest, Fat Mike is also convinced that his urine is comprised mostly of Mr. Clean, which explains why he should never feel the obligation to touch a sponge, ever . Were this true, I could not be happier, as it would mean easier sanitation of the toilet, and also that the sloppy bastard is in a hospital getting his stomach pumped. I wish.

Next on my "To Do List" was collecting all cans/bottles/jugs that I can recycle for money. This turned out to be a bigger job than I expected, as all that we drink in this house is recyclable. Going over 4 months without taking care of stuff like this leaves you with a fair amount of collecting to do. I'm hoping to make $40+ on this project. Most of the money will go towards the further cleaning up after of Fat Mike, but I'd like to think that I can get a nice sushi dinner out of it as well. Right now the stash of crap is freezing in the garage, so as the molding sludge found in each individual container doesn't stink up my car.

Last on my list was to scrub off the inch-thick layer of grime on the washer/dryer, composed mostly of spilled detergent/lint. That took some scrubbing, let me tell you. I'd celebrate this achievement by actually doing some laundry, but there's a load of unmentionables that's been left to mold overnight, and I don't really feel like taking care of that right now.

I'll end this post with a sincere apology for having grossed you out with this post. I really just don't have anything else interesting to say.

posted by Tay @ 11:52 PM 5 comments

Two Quick Things

First off, the new Death From Above 1979 remix album, Romance Bloody Romance Remixes & B-Sides is an incredible companion to You're a Woman, I'm a Machine. My only dissapointment in this album is that there's no cover song by Bloc Party, which would have been an awesome way for them to return the favor. Oh well, it still rocks my head off.

Second off, the Mr. Martha collection is now online thanks to my Flickr account. Think of it like an episode of MTV Cribs, except that it's only a few rooms, and it all cost under $400. I think. I'd hate to think that I spent more than $400 on all of this.

posted by Tay @ 6:32 PM 4 comments

If hell does exist, then the devil's a scientist

Today has been a really rad day, despite what my body may be telling me right now. I woke up to my favorite fruit smoothie, being as it is one of few breakfast options that I can afford. Not more than an hour later, it became obvious that my blender concoction was not sitting right. Upon further investigation, it would appear that both the milk and the orange juice that were used had expired several days previous. Basically this was bad news.

It was especially bad news, as I had to go meet Chelsea (formerly known as Hot Adbusters Girl) and friends for dinner at Mysore Palace. I guess we were celebrating Indian New Year, or something like that. In any case, the buffet was packed with a countless number of digestables, none of which went without chilies, or peppers, or edible fire. We are talking about some spicy food here. While trying to simultaneously hold down both the contents of my stomach as well as intelligent conversation, I met some very interesting people. Not only were these other guests interesting, they were connected.

I think I may have an idea where to focus my job search. A couple of people at this shindig had contacts in the voice acting industry, and thought that I was a natural. I'm not getting my hopes up, but I did give out my phone number/email to a woman who promised to hook me up, so to say. Who knows? I may be the voice of the next doomed-to-dissapoint anime import. Wouldn't that be something? Dubbing any anime hero is easy, all you have to do is pretend that you're a SoCal stoner with constipation. Think about it, you know I'm right.

Also, things between me and Chelsea have been going really well lately. I'm commited to not screwing things up here. Yeah, I think that it might be rad to try not screwing things up this time. What is it that I'm not going to screw up? This.

posted by Tay @ 3:13 AM 6 comments