I'm all out of Pop Tarts, and this is sad

I'm so depressed. Watching food network, and I ran out of pop-tarts just now.

DID YOU KNOW THERE ARE 25 FLAVORS OF POP TART? I WANT THEM ALL

I wanna try the cherry ones

Anyway, I figured you all should know this

and enjoy the picture in the title link.

They're delicious.

Eating like a poor bugger

Well Hiya guysss


It's been awhile, sorry about that, I've been busy working on my film project. I'm finished with the story board AND the shot list (yay, go me!) and I'm all set to hand it in tomo-'scuse me, need to get some water, these noodles are SPICY!

OK back now. Anyway, ya, my film, it's coming along nicely. Paul, the stubborn member of the team has finally cracked, and I have him working on our script. I'm excited. He's a smart, funny guy, so I'm glad we've got him engaged.

In other news, I've been cooking for myself now. And I don't mean Easy Mac/Ramen Noodles. I mean real meals! Well as best as I can do with no reliant source of income, I mean I donate plasma when I feel motivated to do so, it's just a LONG PERIOD OF TIME. For a small pay out.

Well Friday night I made this scramble, like we used to do back in high school. And by "we" I mean people I no longer hang out with, cause they're all tools/I moved across the state :-P

Any way: When we would all hang out at AJ's house, we would get hungry around 2 or three in the morning, so we would make these scrambles. It would be a whole roll of Jimmy Dean's Sausage, with a shload of potatoes, onions, and zucchini. We'd season the fuck out of it w/ garlic, salt, Worcester sauce, hot sauce, etc. W/e we felt like. Finally, we'd melt a block of cheese over it, and consume it. It was greasy, artery clogging Heaven on earth.

And I recreated here, in a tiny apartment kitchen, using only vegetarian options. Mainly out of necessity, but never the less, it was GOOD.

I started out dicing two small potatoes. They were a bit past their prime (IE squishy to the touch and growing eyes) But I cut them open and found that they weren't rotting, so I used them. In addition to these potatoes, I skinned and cut two small (but still really potent) onions. I then heated a skillet w/ some olive oil in it, and added the potato and onion mixture to it, with a big spoonful of diced garlic (I love garlic) and a healthy pinch of crushed chilis. I let this simmer and sweat for a while, and in the mean time I prepared my veggie burger mix, by adding the mix to a bowl full of hot water, and letting it sit for 15 minutes after I mixed it. I then crumbled the mixture into the pan, and fried it all up. When everything was golden brown, and seared ever so nicely, I cut the heat and transfered it to my plate.

It was amazing. I just wish I had cheese to shred on top of it. But all in all, a good night's meal. (bottom photo, my apologies first time dealing w/ photos :-X

Saturday Night, I made Penne (center photo) w/ a tomato/basil sauce, to which I added sweated onions and some left over veggie crumble. It was fairly divine.

That's pretty much all I've done. I'm off to go play on StumbleUpon

buh-bye

And tonight I made Bowtie (top photo) noodles w/ a spicy olive oil dressing. I sadly burnt the garlic/red pepper/olive oil dressing when i was making it, so it obviously tastes a bit burnt, but it's still really good, and filling

Oh Crap

So, I got my tail light ticket taken care off. And that's good.

It seems that Kayla's former roommates are having a St. Patrick's Day party at their apartment.

I'm not invited.

Not to say that I'm surprised by this. Because I'm not. I mean I've never been fond of them, to be honest. But I've always been nice and polite with them. I guess it just depresses me somewhat that it's almost been two months since I moved up here, and I still have no friends.

Damn that's depressing, but nevertheless, you know what I mean

So I guess I see this party as a wasted opportunity to find and make friends. But I don't know if I want to. Cause they're all their friends. And so far, I've also been none to fond of their friends. 'Cept for Neil, he's pretty cool, but I haven't called him to hang out with him in a while. I don't know.

I guess I'm just so used to knowing everyone through someone else, that it was never really truly "awkward" or "too difficult" for me to make friends. But now I don't have any close friends up here. So I have to make them on my own, and then meet new people through them.

Or just become the weird loner guy at school/apartment complex that everyone is wary of.

It's just a thought.

Nursin' Mah Whisky

Man I wish I was Irish. Thanks to the media, Irish people now have a stereotype of being plain awesome. I'M LOOKING AT YOU BOONDOCK SAINTS AND TO A LESSER EXTENT THE DEPARTED.

Ok so maybe I'm just wanting to be an Irish Bostonian.

STILL I'M DRINKING WHISKY AND LISTENING TO IRISH PUNK.

not really. I'm actually getting ready to go drop Phil off at EMU and then swing by the police station to take care of my ticket.

But the Punk is still playing.

and fuck you

Nerves of Cardboard

Oh man I'm so nervous. I'm the god damned director of my first 100%
legit film school project. I'm not negating the two movies I made
while at LMC. But compared to this, those are nothing.

Can you believe I'm going to be running auditions for actual actors
for an actual short film? Part of me is nervous.

But the majority of me is calm and collected. I know what I need to do
and what my crew needs to do. I'm not worried or panicked. This is all
coming naturally to me.

Which is a relief. I was worried I'd be hacking and dragging myself
through hell and back by taking on this role. I'm so happy that what
I've always wanted to do is so easy for me to learn and do.

But I guess I'm nervous about this coming year. This semester is a
third over. I've gotta buckle down more then before. I'm only really
nervous about my philosophy class at this juncture in time. It's alot
of archaic information that is unfortunately the foundations for
continued learnings in the field. I hope I can organize and sort this
information out before our finals, or hell even our next paper.

Then after this semester, I am still unsure as to what is going on. I
need a place to live, that's for sure. Philorie is moving into a
housing co-op with their friends in downtown ypsi. I'm looking at just
subleasing this apartment from them. Which is alot harder to do then
say, realizing I'm still broke and jobless.

I know I need to buckle down and find work. It's just scary and hard.
I have yet to find a reliable place here in aa/ypsi to apply. Alot of
the potentials I have fall through, or disappear entirely. I feel as
if I'm going to have to start looking at cities outside of this so
called "comfort zone" of mine. Or just get a job at McDonald's across
the street.

Kayla is supposed to be moving back up here in the late spring to
finish out her lease with her roommates. But when I aske her about
this back in January I think, she was unsure. I know she wants to move
back out here. She and I are talking about subleasing this apartment
from Philorie as I mentioned earlier.

I'm sure some of you will exclaim: "BUT ITS SUCH A BIG STEP YOU BOTH
ARE SOOOOO YOUNGGGGG" and well ya, duh. It's a big step. But I'm
comfortable with Kayla. I can see myself living with her. Which is
something I could have never pictured doing with any other girl I've
been with. Probably cause they were all in high school at the time I
was with them. But I understand it's a big step.

But it makes sense. She's wanting to stay in the area, after her lease
is up with her other roomies. And I want to stay in the area too, so I
can get my associates then transfer. It be silly, and costly for us to
get two separate apartments. I just need people to understand that we
wouldn't be "playing house".

I think Kayla said she wanted to go to travel agent school up here.
Which is pretty cool.

I should go to bed, try and sleep you know? But I'm wide awake and
full of energy.

Dude, Have Fun :)

Guysssssss

my tummy is gurgling. it's fuckered up

anyway, just watched The New Guy. It's pretty funny. Goofy ass. Oh hey, it's Hasselhoff!

that's about it.

Oh, check the link in the title. it's fun

woo...

Heading home early to see Kayla

except she's out with friends, and busy until Thursday.

Well all well

Well this was going to be in my title, but I was to lazy to figure out how to make my title a hyperlink: http://www.badassoftheweek.com/albertjohnson.html

It's pretty intense, a crazy Canadian guy outsmarted the RCMP's for a good chunk of time.

Now some of you will probably be like "lol the RCMP, how lame, any half brained person can outsmart those so called cops"

But keep in mind: These were RCMP officers trained and stationed in the Northwest Territories, as in spoiler alert: they fucking knew what to do in that situation

But that guy is pretty bad ass. You should read it..

In other news, I'm fucking hungry, but sick. and I have cold toes. So I'm not particularly happy at the moment. Anyway, ya.

OH SHIT BIG NEWS
I'm the official director for my film project. So exciting :D

Tweet Tweet

So I live tweeted the Superbowl Ads.

I was just really bored. Hopefully someone read them and laughed. I giggled at some of the commercials but didn't really find any of them that hilarious. In fact the funniest thing about tonight was Adri texted my phone, demanding that I stop tweeting. I didn't respond to her text, I just blocked her on Twitter. I know, sooooo interesting, right? But I just find it funny that even though she knows I don't like her, or even want to talk to her, she still thinks she can text me and tell me what to do.

She's a dumb broad is all.

I think my favorite commercial was the Doritos Ninja commercial.

Least favorite? Go-Daddy. For being humongous dick teases. :-P

Also, free Grand Slam at Denny's this tuesday. That's pretty cool. I'ma get some of that sweet sweet action

alrighttt

I should probably do my homework, so I'm off to do that. Maybe. Eventually. It'll be done by 11 am, let's just say that

Home Alone

So, I have the apartment to myself, until about 10 o'clock tomorrow night. Let the heathenism and sins commence!

Seriously. Please come over, I'm bored.

Noah dyed his hair Red. That's pretty cool. I told him to dye the carpet. He said he shall. Noah's also already bored with Vince. Which is funny.

I would have to say I'm pretty much in love with Simply Lemonade w/ Raspberry. It's heavenly.

But my all time favorite drink is Blue Raspberry Kool-Aid. Don't even get me started on that. I love it so much I would kill a cripple for a cold glass of it.

I should probably shower soon. I'm smelling kinda rank.

I guess I'll go do that...

sorry this isn't a super "insightful" or "personal" entry complaining about life.

Because life isn't shitty.

We're white adult males in a society that values being white and male above all else, even now in 2010. So for us to whine and complain about trivial things, it makes no sense. Think positive. Our future household is almost guaranteed to have eight times the income as a black house hold.

Fucking disturbing isn't it?

So just remember kids, cheer the fuck up. Unless you're a minority in this country. Then do something about it. Fight back. Don't put up with gentrification of your neighborhood and culture. Take pride. Revolutionize.

Please

Update

I apologize for not updating in a while. I forgot what my password was for the longest time.

I now live in Ann Arbor. I'm living with Mallorie and Phil, with their two cats. In a 900 sq. ft apartment. It's not bad so far. I do the dishes when I can. I just wish I had more money, so I can give them money, so I don't feel like a leech. And of course here is where Kayla would say: "Well if you just went and donated plasma, you wouldn't have that problem!" I couldn't agree more. However, I'm scared to donate. I don't know why. It's obviously safe, or else they wouldn't allow us to do so. It's probably because I'm just a chicken shit. I'm always scared to do new things. Which is why I'm so surprised I actually went through with registering, paying for, and attending class here in Ann Arbor. But, I digress. I have to donate plasma. So I can get money, for my gas, and to help Mallorie and Phil out.

School's really interesting. I've never been on such a large campus. And I'm sure some of you will laugh when you realize that I think this community college's campus is large. but it is compared to the schools I've been to. Maybe it's just because I've spent my entire life in a small community with smaller scale schools. Of course not Eau Clair/River School sized (ie 50-60 lol, enjoy that Kayla) but still, it's sometimes overwhelming. For example, last year at LMC, I would recognize faces in the crowds as I went (or should I say when I went) to my classes. But here, still no dice. Every face is new. Every time I walk the halls. But it's still a good choice for me. I like not knowing any one. It means I can walk the halls in peace, and attend class in peace. I don't have to worry about trying to be quiet, for fear of being overheard when I talk to people.

My schedule is really favorable as well. I only go to school Mondays and Wednesdays. Of course it's pretty much all day on those days, but I don't see the point in complaining about that. In the mornings, from 11-12:25 I have my Intro to Philosophy class. It's pretty interesting, I guess. Sometimes I zone out, but I understand the lectures well enough. I should read the course text, but I find issue with how content heavy they are. Which is rather depressing, come to think of it. All well. Then, from 1-3:50 on Mondays I have my Video Production class, and on Wednesdays in the same time slot, I have Video Editing. Now these classes are the reason I left Benton Harbor. The Production class gives us real "in-the-field" experience, as well as insightful worthwhile classwork covering all aspects of video production. Plus the fact that it's taught by professionals in the field is another added bonus. My editing class is some rigorous stuff as well. As with all computer classes I've taken in the past, I'm always worried I'll be completely lost in the lesson. So far, this hasn't happened to me, and I seem to be at the head of the pack when it comes to understanding the concepts and techniques. I'm just really eager to advance with excellent marks in these two classes, because if I don't, I can't go on to the next level of the Associates Program I'm in, and since that's the sole reason I'm there, that would be no bueno.

I'm glad I left LMC. The horror stories and problems I've heard from other people that went there really do exist. It's a sad little excuse for a college, and I just didn't see the point in staying there, when it offered no real options for my career path. Of course, some will beg to differ, saying that at the very least it would have allowed me to get two years of my basics out of the way, so I can concentrate on my field, but why would I do that, when I can go to a school that offers an entry level degree in my profession from the very first day?

At night, I have my composition class. It's very, very basic. my AP teachers would cringe and possibly cry if they knew I was taking this course. However, the teacher is nice, and the class is very laid back and mellow, so at least I'm not straining to get out.

I also like this liberating feeling I have, now that I'm away from SWMI. I just really enjoy not being there. I just think it was time for me to get away from there. Being cooped up in such a small place for 12 or so years is ridiculous.

I'm also glad to have gotten away from the drama that always seems to find my friends.

It's in essence, stupid stupid stuff, yet it affects everyone so harshly. Someone says something stupid, and everyone else gets mad and upset.

The kind of stuff you swore you would never deal with after high school.

But yet, it still finds you.

I guess it's just what people have to entertain themselves.

"god I can't believe he's such an ass"

"I don't see why people think I'm such an ass"

so on and so forth. You like how I changed my formatting? just one or two lines now? as opposed to massive blocks?

Enjoy it bitches.

I guess I'm just tired of the same group of friends. Probably the worst thing they're ever going to hear.... I just mean, I've known these guys for ages, and I do enjoy their personalities and whatnots. But it's just...after a while I grow tired and weary of them. I'm just so used to them that it doesn't excite me to hang out with them. Everything's become routine.

Should I name names? Fuck, probably

But then there would be such a fallout because of that. I'll try and keep it simple:

Kayla: I'm not bored. I love the fact you're my girlfriend, and you're a really awesome person. In fact, don't be worried, I'm not upset or bored or anything with you

Jared: Sometimes you piss me off. I think I know what it is: it's your simplistic views on everything. I don't know, if that's it, because at the same time, I respect that. I just think you don't entertain the possibility that people think differently then you do. But props to your creativity man, I dig your short story ideas, and the two films we made wouldn't have been anything w/ out your initial ideas. I really want to collaborate with you and make more films this summer. But in the mean time, you just go out and shoot on your own. It doesn't matter if you don't have a script. Just fucking go out and play with camera angles. Just get friends to fuck around on camera...but not to literally fuck on camera, I'm not sure we can handle some amateur porn from you...or any of our friends. :-P

Noah: You're almost like a brother to me. And I'm not just using that cause you're black. I like confiding in and with you. But I guess my biggest issue is that you're so damned wishy-washy. Plans with you fall through, and ideas never get off the ground. You should fix that. So we can be awesome together. Oh, and also, no more of this whole "disappearing" act of yours. I totally respect having a day to your self here or there. But to just leave one group of friends for another, because of a minor social problem is no bueno friendo. You're probably the only guy friend I have who I'll say "I love you" (no homo friendo, but you know what I mean) to...so don't be a dick and disappear on us anymore

Because I will find you

Gavin: You're a cool kid. But there's no need for theatrics. I've read your blog. It reads how I would expect one of Sydnee's little scene friends' journal would read. You've got brains m'friend, and damned good luck. Sure shit's not going to be the same after your car accident. And bitches are bitches, don't worry about it. I just don't like how you get yourself all worked up over things. I also want to say some other things...

-There's a new sexbot about to come on the market. $7k for the most realistic sexbot yet. I'll send you the link in a PM

-Shit...I really did have something that I thought was profound (the above point being just a joke) Oh! You're a cool kid. I just don't like how you're so anti-social when we all hang out. It's a lot of you at your computer...on the Xbox...or iPod in ear doing your thing. Which is alright, if we were all on our computers, or playing multiplayer, or having a listening party. But we hardly ever are. I don't know if that's really what I had planned on saying...but it's all I can think of. Oh also:

-You're portraits are really good. And I swear if you say "no, no they're really not" I will punch you so hard in the dick you'll piss blood. I enjoy your work.

What else is up?

I don't know, I'm listening to Bloc Party and it's bringing back memories from 2008-2009. Which is really weird because Vince Foster is back to hanging out with Noah and Jared, and Bloc Party was all we listened to when the group of us would hang out. I find it weird that he and I stopped hanging out. We stopped after he and Noah played a prank on Adri where they made her believe I was with another girl...or something happened around there that stopped us from hanging out. Eh...He and Adri are still friends, which is interesting, cause when she and I were dating, she didn't like him and vice versa. All well.

My toes are really cold...And I fear this post is quickly turning into a "stream-of-consciousness" exercise.

Well, to get back to my school, I'm in a group for our first film project. I'm pretty excited about that. The people in the group are pretty cool. And I also found out I should def. not be in front of the camera...my face just kind of melts into itself. It's def not attractive. Or it could have been Rick's decision to use primarily closeup shots for the footage he had to shoot of me...That was just an uncomfortable time of my life having this camera about 12 inches away from my face as I mutter and stutter my way through explaining why I want to be in film production.

Anyway: Rick is this old guy auditing the course, so he doesn't get graded on anything, lucky bastard. And then we have Paul, our backup guy, for when Rick isn't with us. We haven't worked with Paul yet, but he seems pretty cool, although a bit apathetic, as made evident by his near constant tardiness to class. Also in the group is this girl Chrishelle. Yeah that's her name. She's pretty cool, she knows what she's talking about when it comes to preproduction, so that's good. Finally, we have Cole. Hipster kid, has some crazy hair. Possibly gay. Pretty cool either way.

I don't know what I'm going to do this weekend. It looks like Mallorie and Phil (from here on out they'll be known as Philorie, because I'm just that lazy) are heading back to Sodus later today (being Friday) meaning I'll have the apartment to myself. I think. If so, AWESOME EVERYONE PARTY HERE. But no not really. I guess it'll be alright.

I'll just be even more alone then I am now.

Shit

That sounds so pathetic. I just mean I've only hung out with one other person since I've gotten here, and that's Neil. He's cool, I just don't know how to go about hanging out some more.

Everyone is like "just go out and make friends!" But it's really not that easy for me. It's been so long since I've had to make brand new friends. As far as I can remember, all my friends were introduced to me by other people, or I've been in school with them for ages so we became friends.

Examples:

Kayla>Jesse>Me

Gavin>Jared>Mark Miller>Me

Noah>Gavin or Faith>Me

I guess I could say

Neil>Kayla>Me

but that's not the case on two accounts:

1) the three of us have never hung out exclusively and for a long enough time that I became comfortable calling Neil a friend (outside of Facebook of course)

2) What's the protocol for befriending someone that's been with your girl? HOW DOES ONE BOND? "So...yeah...how was she for you?" "Pretty good...drunk tho...you?" "She's uh...really good. Fuck this is awkward"

I'm just playing Kayla...i'm just using it as an example to showcase that I have no social tact...and don't worry, that conversation hasn't come up...YET MUAHAHAHAHAHA

Kayla said something about going to a coffee spot and sitting down with a good book and wait for someone to come up to me and talk about the book. But I don't have any "good" books with me. I do have my Canon 40D book. And that's about it.

She says it works for Phil all the time. But Phil has crazy awesome radical/philosophical literature which naturally sparks interest. And not to mention and Awesome beard. Yes so Awesome I continue to capitalize the A in it.

Craigslist has a "strictly platonic" personals section...do you think I could post on there?

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NEW TO TOWN, NEED FRIEND (Ann Arbor)

m2mw 19

Hi craigslisters. I'm new to town. I'm a 19 year old straight guy, just looking for someone that can be my friend and show me around town, and help me get a start on this whole "socializing" thing. I'm into film and plan on making a career out of it. I also enjoy photography and cooking, and hanging out at friends house. No drugs please. No sex also please. I don't feel like being raped. I would post a picture here, but that seems desperate. Let's see, what else do I like? Oh I enjoy books, of course. But sci-fi, like Ender's Game, or Starship Troopers. I pretty much enjoy all movies. Although I can't watch movies over and over again. I have to wait for a while before I can watch it. Uh I live off Washtenaw with a newly married couple, so I want to make friends, so I can stay out of their way. They're good people, it's just that I feel kinda guilty crashing with them. I'm currently out of a job, so if you know of anywhere in the area that's hiring and is supportive of student schedules, I would love to hear about it. Do you like chinese food? We could meet at Golden Wall and hang out from there. Please respond in an email with the subject being "New Friend"

also, please include a picture.

No Ugos

or Fat Chicks

or Conservatives.

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I feel as if that would be a very weird and lonely thing to do. I'll call up Neil and see if he wants to hang out this weekend. He's actually a pretty cool guy, aside from a rather disturbing display of Hannah Montana merchandise in his apartment. But he's still pretty cool too. And I get the sense that he's one smart mother fucker, so that's pretty awesome too.

I like smart people. They's good company.

teehee

I've been typing this damned post for ages....

Anyway, Noah and Kayla are currently out with Misha. I heard she's pretty rad and such. She makes a lot of home movies. Which is really awesome. Apparently she has through out high school and more. Which I wish I had known. Cause looking back on it, I would have befriended her and her posse, so as to get some movies under my belt.

I feel as if my friends from high school are talkers, rather then doers. Don't get me wrong, so am I. But it's kinda sad when the most outgoing of us is the guy who hooks up with random girls from the internet.

Alas, I'm off to bed.

I'll try to post in the next five months