dextra: (Shake the shit out of you)
Taylor Lautner Fan Letter To Universal: Your Wolfman Ripped Off Twilight

Oh. Oh god. I don't even have the words to express the horror that this sort of thing inflicted upon me.

I love, LOVE, the old Universal monster movies. I used to have all of them on VHS back in the day, including the Abbott & Costello ones, just because. My all-time favorite is Frankenstein Meets The Wolf Man, for the crackiness of it. Shitty Bela Lugosi as Frankenstein's monster, Lon Chaney Jr overacting, and even a musical number! You can't get that level of fuckery today in cinema unintentionally!

But this...I hope to every god in existence that the person that wrote this letter is still in high school. Otherwise, I hope they obtain a painful case of mutated hemorrhoids. With barbed spikes coming out of them.

Justin...say it with me.... WEREWOLVES ARE RUINED FOREVER!!!!111!!!111!!!!

Fuck this noise. Katy and I broke out the beer and Boondock Saints. Our brains need therapy.
dextra: (Heroes - I see what you did there)


I checked the DVR and it's not recording until Saturday. *HEADDESK HEADDESK HEADDESK*


May. 31st, 2007 12:53 am
dextra: (LJ Strikethrough 2007)
I've sat here for the last hour or so perusing through the journals, communities, news sites and other blogs posting about the permanent suspension of what looks like hundreds of individuals and communities. I was pretty neutral on the issue at first, though now it seems my rant from this morning was a bit premature.

We haven't been graced with an "official" statement from LJ about all of this. You can find links about the whole mess just about everywhere, but [ profile] innocence_jihad seems to be the best source I've found. And it's also where I found this:

Barak Berkowitz, chairman and chief executive of Six Apart did a phone interview with CNet where he said this:

"Our decision here was not based on pure legal issues," countered Six Apart's Berkowitz. "It was based on what community we want to build and what we think is appropriate within that community and what's not. We have an awful broad range of discussions and topics and other things going on in LiveJournal, and we encourage other broad-ranging conversations on all sorts of topics. This was a specific case where we felt there was not a reason (for these journals to stay online)."
(Bold emphasis was mine)

Hold up here. I've had this journal going on for four years now, long before Six Apart was part of the equation. I have two paid accounts, one with the extra icon addition. I have bought paid time for friends, and I've purchased several V-Gifts. I've probably spent somewhere between $200-300 on LJ goods and services since I started my account. I am a paying customer, and I'm paying for the ability to post my views on this site.

I never knew that I was paying to help Six Apart decide what was appropriate for me to post. Furthermore, what is this "community we want to build" horseshit? There was a community here long before Six Apart purchased LiveJournal. And thanks to this hamfisted approach to what could have been a quiet removal of a few really sick fucks has resulted in dozens of innocent individuals and communities being suspended.

I want an official explanation for this. I want LJ/SA to acknowledge their fuckups and to restore the journals and communities that were unjustly suspended, especially the abuse support groups. That was just senseless.

It really irritates me that I just renewed my account for another year last week. Had this happened before I had done that, I might not have. I'm going to wait and watch and see what happens. At first I was indifferent to the whole thing, because hey, I'm not a pedophile, and my posts and interests aren't likely get me swept up in the whole mess. Not yet anyway. When will the apparently panic-induced suspension spree be expanded to include other things that aren't a part of the community LJ/SA wants to build? That's what worries me.

Anyway. I'm letting it lie for now. See where it goes. For now, I need sleep.
dextra: (stop humping)
Today, I'm going to bitch about my favorite pet peeve and the curious manner in which I subject myself to them: stupid people. Thankfully, for the most part, my exposure to face to face stupidity is minimal these days. I prefer my dumbassery to be found online, where it is more easily contained and corralled. It's effortless to click away an offending moron online, whereas if you have the idiot right in front of you, poking them on the nose and making clicky sounds does nothing but exasperate the situation.

If you look at my userinfo, you'll notice that I belong to thirty communities. That sounds like a lot, you're probably thinking, and you'd be right. I don't read every single post in every community, no matter how little someone posts in it. I'd never get anything done. In fact, I have my communities set on a seperate filter than my friends, so that I can read my friends without having to hunt them down. This is my LJ routine (usually): First, respond to any comments that need responding to. Next I read my friends, and then if I have time, I'll do a community skim. I'll read what grabs my attention, and the rest, sorry to say, goes unread by these eyes. Aw.

One community I joined because apparently I don't read enough fucked up shit. And no, I'm not talking about [ profile] wtf_inc (as enjoyably fucked up as it is). No, I'm talking about [ profile] ohnotheydidnt. Apparently I felt like I wasn't getting enough tabloid in my life. Don't get me wrong, most of the posts are informative, if one believes that an article on Lindsay Lohan sending sex toys to her friends is newsworthy. It's the PEOPLE that make it fucked up.

For example, in this post, someone posted the contents of gift bags given to performers at the MTV Video Music Awards. It's a nice hefty list of stuff someone wasted money on to give to people with more money than they know what to bloody do with!


So I read this list, wishing that I could have at least ONE thing out of that mile long list. I read the words. I could imagine the products in my mind's eye. My brain was alight with pleasant imagery dancing about. And then, as they do, morons attack:

"Can someone insert pictures where the words are? :("

Teh wurdz! Dey hert mah branes! I would say that I'm starting to believe all that stuff I used to hear about modern technology making peoples' brains lazy and making an imagination a rare commodity. But no, idiots have always been around. The internet just gave them a spotlight. It's bad enough that someone asked for pictures rather than words. What's worse is that there were people agreeing with it. It just makes me think that while most of us have light bulbs that go off over our heads when we get an idea, these people have solar panels. Eventually, you might get a flicker.

And then, when I thought the kids who like the books with pictures in them where the peak of the day's stupidity, I WAS PROVEN WRONG. On a post about Patricia Arquette making a movie about male menopause, this person of indeterminate gender said:

"Yeah I learned about it a tiny bit in my psychology class. My teacher told me if men mark their calendar when they've becoming really moody during the month, they'll see it's just like a woman's menopause schedule. I thought it was very cool. :)"

Ok, now, I'm assuming (and I realize this is silly of me) that if one is old enough to be in a psychology class, they're old enough to know the difference between menopause and menstruation, yes? Apparently not. So, y'know, I had to be a smartass about it:

"We have menopause on a schedule? Well, that's convenient."

I really try not to read the comments on most of these posts, but if the meat of the entry is under a cut, theyre just....right there...and I can't really help myself...

Ah, fuck it. Look at this. )
dextra: (Alien Kitty)
I really don't drink that often. Usually it's just social drinking, such as I did tonight. We went out to Casey Jones' Grill with John and Kim (CJ knows John through school). It's your average place, with the average patrons. So we got annoyed with the other patrons very quickly, and moved out to the patio. We're the only ones out there, so we got to see everyone that got kicked out by the bouncers. And everyone that got kicked out had to loudly ask us if we thought it was wrong that they got kicked out. Most of them we just shook our collective heads at and went back to our conversation. But one girl caught my ears. She was being fairly calm and reasonable, but was still visibly upset. She asked to speak to the manager, so the bouncer went back in to fetch her. The girl stands there looking upset and shaking, so I ask her what happened.

She tells me that she had gone up to the bar and asked for a couple of shots. The bartender told her he wouldn't give her the shots unless she showed him "her fucking tits". So she retaliates with "Fuck you, I'm not showing you my tits, you fucking pussy!" Girl gets kicked out. We all agree that the course of action taken was bullshit. So I told the girl that I wouldn't stand fot it, and if it had been me in her shoes, I would have gotten bounced, too, but I'd probably get bounced right into the back of a police car.

The girl did get to speak to the manager, and the manager said that while she understood that the girl was upset, she was still going to have to ask her to leave, since she couldn't risk a fight breaking out or anything like that. The girl kept insisting she be let back in because all her friends were in there. I volunteered to go and tell someone what happened, so she pointed out a girlfriend of hers and I relayed the message. Well, by the time I got back to the patio, half the bar had cleared out. Turns out it was the girl's birthday, and the party was there.

When I had went inside to play messenger, the manager was talking to the tit-loving bartender, and telling him just to watch who he's a smartass to. I went back in to use the restroom after the crowd had cleared, and the manager was talking to the bartender again, only this time she was screaming mad because she just realized how much business that asshole had cost her. Heh.
dextra: (People Slinkies)
I got back from seeing Clerks II earlier, and I liked it for the most part. However, some asshole in the theater thought that because they were seeing a movie with a couple of stoners in it, that meant that they could toke up as well. IN THE FUCKING THEATER. So, of course, someone complained, so management came in with a bunch of fucking flashlights and repeatedly blinded me for ten minutes. And then they never caught the tard.

Hey, you want to get high, fine by me. But there's a time and a fucking place. Smoke out in your car before you come inside. Smoking in a public place is not going to improve your high. And that's probably along the lines that moron was thinking. Either that, or they thought they were doing something cool and rebellious. And from the smell of it, the had some shitty fucking weed. I hope it gave em a headache and a bad paranoia trip.


Jun. 19th, 2006 05:45 pm
dextra: (Rageahol)
NEW ORLEANS (Reuters) - Louisiana Democratic Gov. Kathleen Blanco signed into law a ban on most abortions, which would be triggered i fthe U.S. Supreme Court overturns its 1973 ruling legalizing the procedure, a spokesman said on Saturday. The ban would apply to all abortions, even in cases of rape or incest, except when the mother's life is threatened. It is similar to a South Dakota law that has become the latest focus of the abortion battle.
dextra: (Ron *rawr*)
I don't normally get up in arms concerning feminist issues, but something bugged me earlier. I stopped in at Barnes & Noble this morning, since I had an hour or so to kill before my hair appointment. I was disappointed at their dismal graphic novel selection (mostly Marvel Masterworks stuff), so I went to the magazines to thumb through some tattoo mags. I couldn't find the damned things. An employee was passing by, so I stopped him and asked where I might find the tattoo mags. He pointed me over to a section in the magazine rack designated as "Men's Interests".
Some days, I really like being me. Except for when it comes to beating KHII. Then I suck. )
dextra: (I will eat your soul)
Dear Cunt,

You EVER open your mouth to say ANYTHING to me again, I will cave your fucking head in.

That is all.

Love & Sunshine,

dextra: (Ron *rawr*)
Don't know what I was thinking, really, but a few weeks ago, I was bored and up at 3 am watching infomercials. This was before I had the internet back and could waste my money here. So I was watching this soul-sucking bit of tripe for a product called Turbo Jam, and being inundated with less than subtle messages that I am an obese tub of goo. I was weak. I called the damned number, and after being offered everything short of nirvana in pill form, I gave them my credit card number and ordered what I thought would be my salvation from the fat farm.
And this, children, is why advertising is the devil's profession. )
dextra: (We out)
I had a nice little talk with Cingular about 4:30 this afternoon, after I tried to call CJ, and got a message that my phone had been disconnected due to non-payment. Uh...bullshit. I just paid the damned thing on Friday. After sitting on hold for fifteen minutes, I finally get through, and they tell me "Oops, our bad." Well, I'm certainly glad I didn't have some sort of emergency when I got that message, that's all I can say. Stupid fuckin' cocksucking rhinocerous salad-tossing idiots.

I was nice to the CSR, though. I've done that job, so I have some sympathy for them. But I had called a couple of weeks ago to set up payment arrangements, because I knew we would be late on the payment. I was told it would be fine to make a payment on the 5th and another on the 19th to get caught up with. He didn't TELL ME that I had to call them after I made the first payment so they could put in the system that I had arrangements for the second. They guy I spoke to apologized, said it was their mistake, and thankfully didn't charge me for the reconnection.
dextra: (Gene pool)
How the fuck can you forget you have a baby in your car? Or just leave your kid in it while you go shopping? That's just stupid anyway. It's doubly stupid when you live in the desert. A couple of days ago, there was a woman arrested for leaving her 22 month old niece in her car. She was babysitting the the child. She'd taken her sister to work, drove back to her house, went inside, and took a nap. The baby was in the car for five hours, and died. It was over 110 that day. The baby was dead within an hour, they said. What makes it worse, to me, is that this is the fourth baby to have died in the metro area from being left in a car just this year.

Earlier today another woman was arrested, on the west side of the state, for leaving her 4 year old daughter in her car while she went in a Wal-Mart. Luckily, someone saw the kid in the car and called the police after getting the her out. They said at the time the police got there, the temperature inside the car was over 130 degrees, and they estimate the child had only been left alone for about 20-30 minutes.

The same kind of thing happened in Kentucky a few years ago, and there was all kinds of hell raised over it. Now, you can't leave your kid in a car while you're pumping gas without having the cops on you. Not that it's a bad thing. There's no reason to leave a small child in a car. It may take you a few extra minutes to take the kid in the store with you, but it's worth knowing that they're safe.

Oh, and if you have a swimming pool, but don't have a fence with a locking gate around it, you don't deserve to have that pool. Even if you have a fenced-in backyard. Even if you don't have kids. If a kid sees a pool that they can get to, they're going to get to it. And if you have kids and a pool, bloody pay attention to them!

If I hear about one more kid dying due to negligence such as this, I'm going to come and strangle you, ok?
dextra: (Default)
Well, on top of an already JOYFUL fucking day, I just got fired from the shitty job at the video store. The bitch manager (who I never liked to begin with) says that the 3 times they had me on a drawer that I came up exactly $10 short at the end of my shift. Bullshit. I don't buy it. The first time I worked on a drawer, she told me that I was a couple of dollars short the next day, but it was no big deal, not to worry. Then today she asks me to come back to the office, and says that Kenny told her I was wanting more hours. This much was true. I'd only been working Mondays for a month. Then she goes into telling me about 2 other times that I'd come up short exactly $10. It had been a month, why didn't she tell me when it happened? And I tried to defend myself, but she kept talking over top of me, explaining the same thing over and over like a broken record. She said that she had wanted to give me more time, but with the money coming up short, she was afraid to, blah, blah, and then she finally comes out and says that she's going to have to let me go. That just came out of nowhere.

I hate being called a thief. I don't steal. I'm too strong of a believer in karma to do that. Why the fuck would I steal $10 from a video store? I just don't understand it. And what pisses me off more than anything is that I have more education than anyone in that store, but they treated me like I didn't know my ass from a hole in the ground. Christina had me use the calculator to add 81 and 74. I know why I was let go, and mom agreed. Matter of fact, she said it before I even had to tell her. Cynthia (the manager) and Christina (the assistant) want their buddies working there. Hard to hire said buddies when there are other people working those jobs. How better to make these jobs available than to discover that *gasp* these employees are STEALING! I've heard them talk. I'm not stupid. There is another girl there that they talk about like a dog. I've worked with her. She's a good kid. She did her work about the same as anyone else. But I have a feeling she'll be a victim to this shit too. Lucky for her that she already has another job.

Fuck em. I was going to quit when I got my car fixed anyway. But I was at least hoping to have another job lined up before I did. It's just a blow to my dignity to be treated like a common criminal. Cynthia kept saying "I'm not saying you stole it" over and over. I finally just held up my hand and said "Don't patronize me, Cynthia." Then I walked out of the office. Walked up front, called Mom to pick me up and told Kenny goodbye. He was surprised. He said he really liked working with me, and he would miss me. I didn't want to cry, but I did for a minute once I was outside. Gods I was livid. I've only been home for about 20 minutes, so right now I really just want to take a shower, smoke a joint, and go punch something. So I'm gonna go do that.


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