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07:21pm 17/10/2008
 
 
langarotti
Alright, fine, just for you I'll write some more crap in here. The time is drawing nigh, for me to grow the fuck up and get a real person job. CVS ain't forever. Plus that job sort of suck s a little bit. Just another stop on the long and arduous quest to, as the rappers so eloquently put it, "get paid." Ha, so I just accidentally typed "get pain," Freudian slip? Oh yeah. The point is, living at home sucks. I've totally regressed straight back to my pathetic teenage rebel thing. Although, when your parents treat you like a kid it's tough not to act like one. On the upside, my beard is kicking some ass. What I really need is a winning lottery ticket. If you find one, I call half. Sorry, but I called it, and you know the rules.
 
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03:53pm 31/07/2008
 
 
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And now for a new bit I hope to keep up with. It's called Why Children's Lit Actually has Way More Interesting and Thought-provoking Content than an Average Book for Adults or WCLAWMITCABA for my fellow fans of absurd acronyms. Name that book and win a prize. (Prize not guaranteed to have any sort of monetary value whatsoever.)

"'Tell me,'said the jaguar,
'why are you so lazy?'

The sloth thought
and thought
and thought
for a long, long, long time.

Finally, the sloth replied,
'It is true that I am slow, quiet
and boring. I am lackadaisical,
I dawdle and I dillydally.
I am also unflappable, languid,
stoic, impassive, sluggish,
lethargic, placid, calm, mellow,
laid-back and, well, slothful!
I am relaxed and tranquil,
and I like to live in peace.
But I am not lazy.'
Then the sloth yawned and said,
'That's just how I am.
I like to do things
slowly,
slowly,
slowly.'"
 
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06:46pm 27/07/2008
 
 
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Journal of a Hermit

Day 3 of living in this totally empty house. So far the cons are as expected, that slightly empty slightly lonely feeling one ets when occupying far too large a space on one's own. You know the feeling. The one where you wish you had more people or at least fewer rooms. When a whole house goes practically unused except by one person an intense feeling of wastlefulness can't be avoided.

The pros involve the following. I can spend all day sitting around and using whatever stuff I want. The TV, the oven, my brother's laptop, any couch or chair. It's certainly freeing. Another upside, impulsiveness needn't be justified or answered for. No one gave me a funny look oday when I bought a dozen glazed donuts from Dunkin' Donuts today just because I like them. I can stay up till 4 in the morning watching Heroes on DVD and there's noone to say shit to me. I don't even have to feel guilty for using the TV all day, as we previously discussed.

Overall this hermit is rather enjoying a total lack of companionship, though he wouldn't turn it down if offered.
 
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03:02am 25/07/2008
 
 
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Top 5 reasons I should update more:

5. Writing is good for me, even if it's just a stupid blog. Putting things on the interweb and having people read them makes me feel cool.

4. The people love my work.

3. It dulls the pain of living at home.

2. It's unbelievably flattering that someone would bother to read this and so I feel as though I owe them some sort of new content in exchange.

1. I need to get better ar creating these stupid lists. Face it, I let everybody, not leas of all myself, down with this one.
 
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01:45pm 18/06/2008
 
 
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Alright, look. I'm giving you all false impressions I think. That's what happens when I use this thing solely for complaining. The thing is, life is pretty good actually. For example, the next two weeks of my life involve a sweet bachelor party, making some cash money, moving the fuck out of Oakland, and a vacation with the lovely and talented Erin which includes, among other things, Taylor and Marcia's wedding a tour of very prestigious whiskey stillery, and a day at the races. So before you take any of my whining too seriously remember that this stupid blog is where I do basically all my melodramatic complaining that I am too embarrassed to do in real life conversation.

So yeah, here's to whiskey and gambling and Taylor and Marcia and most of all to my beautiful girlfriend who lets me get away with this shit.
 
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12:48pm 23/05/2008
 
 
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You know what pisses me off? I know that many of you just said "Yes, Mike because you never stop telling us" aloud but whatever. If you don't want to here my unoriginal and cliched rants you can go read some other blog. Who even reads this thing? You have bad taste in the internet. What pisses me off is this: Every day I have shit to do and every week and every month. Just lots of shit. I get through it by telling myself it's almost over. But the thing is, it's not. It's never going to be over. It'll just look different, but different colored shit is still shit. After school it'll be work. After rent it'll be house payments. After that the apocalypse will probably come. And then after all that crap I'll be fucking old, and that's worse. Sometimes my cynicism just ruins my whole fucking day.
 
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01:08am 05/05/2008
 
 
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I seem to insist on making everything difficult. If someone knows how to stop me, go for it.

You know what's a funny thing? Perspective. I've just committed basically the worst fuck up of my life, I owe people money and I'm sort of a fucking mess. I mean it all seems to suck pretty bad right now. But there's starving homeless people with incurable diseases out there. I mean this isn't that bad, right?
 
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01:53am 11/02/2008
 
 
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I don't know if you guys have ever watched HBO's Pornucopia but it is fucking hysterical. For example, there was a musical porno titled My Bare Lady. That's really funny and it's also the kind of thing I can only learn from that show. I'm sorry, I haven't written in months and this is what you, my faithful readers, come back to. I don't deserve you but I love you.
 
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04:53am 11/12/2007
 
 
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I have got to be the only college student I know who actually likes finals week. It's the end of the semester. It means one more down. Plus I probably do less work during finals week than during an average week of school.

I just want it to be break. I want to go home and have Christmas and enjoy myself. I want to see Erin and my family and stop having life rubbed in my face. I'm tired of this whole thing. It's just so fucking boring and monotonous.

On a much lighter note, it's getting to be that time of year when the Patriots prove that they are just the hands down best football team ever. Taylor told me to go fuck myself last time I said that.

New Years is coming up. I've always liked New Years. Now I like it even more. Last year was the best one ever and this one should kick it's ass thoroughly.

I can't wait for it to be 4 o'clock tomorrow. I'm going to the real library and getting out a bunch of crappy fantasy saga shit to read over break. I love books without an agenda. Books that don't care what you think about politics or religion or the crappy way the world is working out. Books that don't try to hard to make you laugh or cry. Books that exist purely for entertainment are a release for me.

I've read so many fantasy saga books that I now have at least 5 or 6 worlds that exist in my head. There's something cool about that. And the best part is, none of them is the real one. Not that the real world is bad, it's just that you sometimes get a little tired of it. It's hard to keep all my worlds straight sometimes though. I have a milllion characters to remember and a million maps and plot lines to sort through. Middle Earth, Wheel of Time, Song of Ice and Fire, Tencendor, Caer Dalben, the world of cute but brilliant and sometimes angry bunnies, the Dark Tower, the list goes on. It's neat to think they're all stored up in my head. These other worlds.

I met an old guy at Gene's last night and he bored the shit out of me. Usually old dudes at bars are interesting and have weird life stories you can get them to tell you. And usually old dudes at the bar are pretty cool. Not this one. He was drunk as hell and he just kept saying inane shit. I left before I even spent $5.

If someone came up to me now and offered me an $8 an hour job at a book store but I would have to drop out to take it, I'd be hard pressed to say no.

A girl I went to elementary school with friended me on The 'Book today. It was weird. She looks exactly the same as she did 10 years ago.
 
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09:52pm 10/11/2007
 
 
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I'm a fucking mess and I'm sick of it. Whine, whine , whine. God, I'm even annoying myself now.
 
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