Womb With A View

Hey kids.

Lot's happened since the last post...

Still relatively unemployed, but I'm doing work with my dad. It pays about the same, but with much less pressure, longer lunches (which he cooks, 'cause we drive home for an hour), and people give me Coke. It's pretty sweet.

Uhhh...

So...What have I been up to....

Jared and Kate came down from Guelph, and we and James hung out. Then James left. Then Kate, Jared and I went for pizza, met up with her brother and James' sister. It was fun. I hadn't seen either in a while. Kate was foxy as always, and Jared was thin, nerdy, and poor. As always.

Then I went to Jared's to spend the night and hang out. Which was exceedingly awesome. First we sat around and looked at computer parts. It was a lot of fun. Computer components are just nifty...

Then we went to see Pan's Labyrinth. It was cool. Owen and Wyatt were there. And Mark. It was nerdy to the max. Oh, and Mr. Goguen was there.

After that, I went back to Jared's, and we looked at more computer parts, and had a lengthy discussion with Mitch about what parts to use. We spent forever looking at computer cases...Basically, I want one with a window. A window to show off my baby. I'm thinking...crappier processor, but over-clocked and water-cooled. So the crappier becomes better! Or I could get a better processor, and over-clock it anyway...Either way, water-cooling is gonna look awesome! Especially when I put lights around the water, and dye IN the water. Whoa! Trippy colours!

If anybody has advice on what components to get, then please dish it out. I've got almost two thousand bucks to spend on this sucker (possibly with a nice new monitor and/or sound system), and it's gonna take me forever to decide on parts. I need help, badly. Mitch, Jared and I talked about it for hours, and I still have no idea what components I want at all.

So...Yeah...

I also went and saw Ghost Rider again, this time with Rick, Jared, Ryan, and Andrew. It was still awesome, and the company was good. *thumbs up* Andrew got to meet Ryan and Jared, and vice versa, and everybody got along great. I was a bit worried that Andrew's puns might kill somebody, but we made it through the day safely.

So yeah.

uhhhhhhh....



UHHH....

I don't know what else to blog about.

Oh, well...There's always that...

Well, there's this one fear that I realized a few weeks ago. I hadn't really talked to anybody about it until tonight when I mentioned it to Greg, and then Scott.

Okay, so it's the year 2007, correct? Of course it's correct...Idiots.

I decided that I wanted to see how many generations preceded me in the last two thousand years. So I came up with a number that I decided was a cross between average life span and average time taken to pop out a kid. The number forty seemed to fit.

So if you take two thousand, and divide it by forty, you get fifty. Now, don't take out your calculator and check it. It seems wrong, I know. But it's not. That's fifty generations.

Fifty generations separating us from the time when Christ supposedly walked the Earth. I mean, I've known my parents, and my grandparents, and me, so that's three generations right there. That makes forty-seven generations before my grandparents that separate us from that.

And think about it. How many civilizations have risen and fallen between now and then?

Hell, let's stretch it back further. Let's triple the damn number. It's still only a hundred and fifty generations. And that's stretching back beyond the very origins of generations, way back in ancient Sumer. Then there's ancient Egypt, Greece, Rome, all of those eras that we learn about in ancient history. It sounds so long ago when you consider it as simply a number. This many years ago, that many years ago. But when you think about it in terms of how many people have lived since then, everything seems so much closer...

I mean, back to the fifty number, that's fifty generations that separate us from when the Romans ruled large portions of the earth. Are we so different from them? We've got more technology and all that, but what makes us think that we can last forever?

All civilizations fall. It's in the very nature of being a civilization. We can't last forever. We're fucked before we even begin. And what choice do we have other than to just play along? In a hundred years, a bomb could go off and erase all records of you, and then it's like you never existed. Then you just become a number, a generation that came and went, separating the past from the people of the future.

It's a bit freaky to think about. And quite honestly, to imagine what we consider to be "ancient history" to have only a few dozen generations between us and them, it intimidates me.

Makes me think we're long overdue for the collapse of society, and everything we've ever known. And it makes things like work, school, and all that other stuff seem fairly unimportant.

I dunno, maybe I'm just rambling...I'm gonna go to bed, 'cause I don't know when the old man is gonna drag me out of bed tomorrow.

Until next time,
I should just...Not think about things.
~Kataron

Don't Talk To Strangers

So...Normally I'd be asleep right now, preparing for an early morning to go to work, but instead, I'm blogging.

Why, you ask?

If you haven't heard the news, I've been fired...For "attendance issues". Namely me being sick three days out of last week, and then again on Monday. And on all days, I was quite ill. The first three days were a nasty case of the flu (still not completely gone), and when I came back, I had a doctor's note saying such. Monday, I woke up with the unpleasant feeling of nausea, which stuck with me through most of the day. I spent at least three of the eight hours I would have been working in the washroom. Very unpleasant...

So because of this, they've terminated my employment. Ridiculous! And what a waste of ten dollars on that doctor's note...Yeah, they actually charge for those things. Bah!

And now I'm jobless...Sigh. I was really hoping I could make this last until I went off to school. 'cause the money was good. Quite good. And I've spent a lot of it...I should have been saving, but I didn't think I'd get fired for reasons such as these.

So now I need to seek other employment, and I'm back in the same pickle I was so many months ago, trying to find a job in Rockwood without a car. Sucks. Although, James has already sent me a bunch of links to on-line employment listings of factories around Guelph, which I could easily bus to. So perhaps...

And for those of you that are thinking "oh noes, Nate lost his job, I'll leave a comment and tell him how sorry I am!", please, don't. I don't need constant reminders of my being fired, or pity.

It's a shame that I lost the job, but life goes on. I'll deal. I'll find another job, and I'll have my revenge on all those who have wronged me. I'm lookin' at you, Tom Cruise. *glares*

So...Yeah.

Oh, and I saw Ghost Rider on the weekend. It was awesome. In fact, I paid for myself and four other people to see it...Plus lunch for myself and three of them, and a lot of money worth of tokens for the video games at the Galaxy...Probably spent about a hundred and fifty bucks, when you get past my popcorn and Coke (neither of which I finished), plus popcorn for somebody else and probably a donkey. If I'd known I was gonna be losing my income so soon, I probably wouldn't have spent so much. But ah well, what can you do?

But I've got enough cash left, plus some more coming to me, to get the new computer I've been so desiring. I just need somebody to help me pick parts and determine a payment method (me lacking credit cards and all). Volunteers are welcome.


Uhh...I don't know what else I have to talk about. So I'm gonna head out now. I'm tired. I was at up at five this morning for what I didn't realize would be my last day of work.

So remember, feel free to leave comments, but don't tell me how much it sucks that I lost my job, and how sorry you are. I know.

Until next time,
You can't fire me! I have a million children to take care of! And they all need surgery!
~Kataron

The Future Soon

Well, as it turns out I was sick again today. Which probably wasn't such a bad thing, 'cause the weather was shit, Jason and Tamara weren't going on (one sick, one not wanting to put their car through that), and James wasn't even able to get in.

I did, however, get the chance to go to the doctor's. He basically just said "flu" and prescribed me some antibiotics. So for the next couple days, I'll be popping pills, but hopefully feeling better as I do so. So I was still pretty ill today, but the coughing seemed a bit better. Which is good. So it looks like this work-week is going to be a two-day week...Yay? I dunno, it means I won't get paid much, and my days have been full of boredom. You can only play so many hours of video games alone in your dark room before you start to wonder "Why, oh WHY is my life so pathetic?". I haven't figured out an answer to that one yet, but I'm currently working on a theory involving clowns. God I hate clowns.

James came over for a while today, but it ended up with arguments and physical combat over a can of Coke. I hit him with a sword a few times. Take that, you ruffian!

I wonder if people get jobs at the pound because they hate animals....I mean, that kinda makes sense, right? The animals nobody wants, BAM! Put down. I'd work there if I had a deep-seated resentment towards pets, possibly caused by a friend's pet dog biting one's neck when hanging out there as a child.

But then again, it'd be a lot easier to just get a job killing animals for meat companies...I wonder if they'd let you do it in your own ways. Like...Bringing a sword to work, walking up to a cow, and SLASH! DECAPITATION!

What are the animals gonna do, whine about it? They can't speak, so who cares? Muahahaha!

Just like babies. I hate babies. So small and whiney. And poopy. Always pooping.

I wonder how long it's gonna take for people to perfect the ability to genetically alter people in really cool ways. Like...Night vision. Or spikes. Or something in my right wrist that will allow me to fire various objects out of it. Like crossbow bolts. Or coins. Or harpoons. Especially harpoons. I've always wanted to fire harpoons out of my wrist.

Would you believe I'm not even caffeinated right now? Well...I'm never really completely decaffeinated. I've got so much flowing through my system, I could probably stop now, when when I die it'll still be there. Well, that's also 'cause I'm not gonna live much longer. Who wants to set up a betting pool to see how long I'll survive? I'll lay down some money on that action, yo.

Strangely enough, despite my diet and habits, I don't get sick. Like...Ever. This is the first time I can recall being sick for more than just one day, in a long while. It's a bit odd.

Oh, and I got four answers about Ghost Rider. But some work schedules might be a-clashin', so I don't know exactly what's going on. Eric's definitely coming, and I'd be fine with bringing the other commenters (Dave, Rebecca, and Sarah), if a time can be arranged that everybody's cool with. But if I'm paying for four people, I'm not buying anybody popcorn, so suck it.

Nate sleep now.

Until next time,
I celebrated Valentine's Day by playing hour after hour of Disgaea. Is it wrong to fall in love with a flat-chested demon chick that's also a video game character? I need to get out more.
~Kataron

Ye Olde Gaspe!

I just posted not long ago, so when you're done with this post, head on down and read that one, 'cause it's got more substance, but I was just reminded of something.

Something so important that it deserves its own post.

AND A BIGGER FONT!

GHOST RIDER IS OUT ON FRIDAY!

(Note: I totally didn't get the day wrong and had to change it...Not at all.)

I'll be working, so I can't go then, but who wants to see it with me this weekend?! Decide now, and maybe I'll pay for you! I can do that, I'm loaded! If you want popcorn, though, you can go fuck yourselves. Well, maybe a small popcorn. Ah, fuck it, it depends how many people decide to come see it with me, I'll work out what I'll buy everybody then.

Comment fast, and you may just get to see Ghost Rider, with yours truly, for freeeeeee!

Until next time,
It's so much easier to just...buy friends. Well, easier than meeting people, communicating with them, and all that other crap. Who has time for that?! All I've got is lots of cash!
~Kataron

I Hate California

Today I elected to stay home from work. I've got a pretty nasty cold, and I was coughing a lot. The painful cough that dredges things up from your throat and keeps you up at night. It's a bit better now, and I should be back at work tomorrow, but today was a good day off. I just didn't wanna be around weld smoke and such all day...Never pleasant.

I basically played Samurai Warriors 2 and Disgaea all day long. Mostly Disgaea. SW2 is a game for Eric and I to play together, 'cause we make such a kick-ass team. We played through his character's campaign on Sunday night...Good times. I say "his character" because that's what Yukimura is. Eric's character. Back in the first version of the game, even, he'd always play as him. I was usually either the ninja, Hanzo, or the ladies man, Magoichi. So far I've yet to unlock either of those characters in this game, so I've found another one. A ninja that seems obsessed with chaos. He's pretty cool, I guess. But today, for kicks, I finished off a campaign I was mostly through, and ran through the campaign of one of the characters I'm not so fond of, a big guy with a spear-cannon named Ieyasu.

That was basically my day...

Lots of coughing, some television, thoughts of taking a nap (the motion was eventually shot down, and I had some Coke instead), and thinking about what I'd be doing at work right then if I wasn't feeling crappy.

I've been told that it's almost Valentine's day. Not that I have anybody to share the day of store-bought Hallmark love with. But I dislike the day anyway. You're expected to spend a bunch of money on your girlfriend, and if you don't, you're a crappy boyfriend. And I say it like that because it seems to be a holiday that's not much for gender equality. Or...Maybe I just date cheap girls. I don't know. But it always seems to be the male buying things for the female. Jewelry, flowers, all that crap.

If you have a terrific memory, and are a long-time reader, you might recall that I liken flowers to terminally ill puppies. Oh, they're nice to look at for a while, but then they DIE. You can prolong the life by a little while, but it's essentially a waste of money. Just like a terminally ill dog. I've yet to find a service that will sell terminally diseased pooches, though. That will be the day

But back to Valentine's day...You could always take the cheap way out and try your best at something romantic but inexpensive. Homemade gifts, poems, and other shit like that. But that's not what women want. They want to know that you value them enough to spend the monies on them. And if you spend enough, you'll get affection for a couple of days (if it's something really good, that is), and then things will go back to normal, and you'll be left with the bill.

Romantic dinners at expensive restaurants, roses and other such costly flowers, and all things shiny. That's what they want, and no matter what they say, you know it's true. I'll probably get a comment or two from random females saying "no Nate, you're wrong, that's not what I want at all, that's not me!". But you are full of it, and you know it.

So you can take Valentine's day and shove it. It makes guys in relationships spend money, and guys out of relationships feel bad about themselves. There's no winning! Unless, that is, you're a woman that's getting your man to pay the bill.

And they say they want gender equality...Pah!

blah blah blah

Spend money on me!

blah blah blah

Put the toilet seat down when you're done!

blah blah blah

Open this jar for me, that I cannot seem to do myself with my weak upper body!

And that's not just some women, it's all women. At least on some levels. Some better ones fight their urges to say things like that, but others don't bother.

Tell ya what, I'll put the toilet seat down when I'm done in YOUR house, but in mine, when you're done, you have to put the toilet seat back up. That's fair, right?

The first step to solving this whole gender equality issue is to realize that it's a dumb issue. We're not equal, and everybody should just deal with that. Women nowadays want the better parts of being a guy, but they don't want the suckier aspects. They want to get paid the same, but they don't want to pay the bill at the restaurant. They want to get promoted the same, but they want time off to give birth and such. That's what a break room is for, people!

And I begin to lose steam as my arguments begin to lose coherence. You pretty much get the point, right?

I hate Valentine's day, I dislike feminists, and bald people disconcert me. The last one might be a bit out of the blue, but I stand by it.

And for the record, I'm not opposed to equality when it comes to wage and such. As long as women realize that they still need us around for our facial hair and upper body strength, and especially for makin' babies. Keep that in mind, dammit!

Until next time,
Wanna hear a joke? WOMEN'S RIGHTS! Hahahahaha...God, it's no wonder I'm single.
~Kataron

Fuck Political Cats

Is anyone else as weirded out as I am by those mannequin things in stores these days? I mean, the female ones have nipples and everything. It's a bit awkward to look at. I mean, I get that they want them to look realistic and crap, but isn't that going a bit far? Do we really need fake people showing off clothes with their nipples jutting out?

This realism will eventually be our downfall. Eventually we'll want to give them more realistic facial features, then the ability to move, then laser-eyes. Why laser-eyes, you ask? Why not?

Then they'll rise up and try to destroy us, mostly just 'cause they're so tired of wearing our crappy clothes. That's how it'll go. Trust me. I've been there.

Those of you that read Dave's comment on my last post might be aware that I was out drinking again last night. I went to the bar with James and Jason, had some drinks, and had a decent time. Dave's comment advises me to "Stop getting drunk". But really, I don't do it often. 'twas only my fifth time being intoxicated in my life, but it was Dave's first time seeing me drunk. I stopped by the Johnston's house to hang with James a bit after going to the bar, and Dave was spending the night. I didn't stay long, but I said hello, then we left to go to Paul's for twenty minutes before taking a taxi home. But...Yeah. I must have seemed pretty intoxicated. But again, it's a rare thing for me, so I don't see it as a problem. Should it become a problem, then I'll deal with it.

So, Rick stopped by my house today. It was cool, I hadn't seen Rick in a little while. He had gotten off work early, and after going to Rebecca's, came by my place and hung with me. Then James showed up, then we all went to the mall. I spent a bunch of money on video games again. But I think it's worth it.

Three games for me, one for Rick (birthday gift from his birthday last month), and Day of the Dead, another zombie movie for Nate.

The games are all good.

Disgaea: Hour of Darkness, a cult classic for the PS2. And there aren't many games that can earn the title of being a "cult classic". I haven't tried it yet, but it's from the guys at Nippon Ichi, so I know it's good. It's also kinda rare, so it's not usually at the stores. I was surprised to see it there today, and pleased to grab it.

I also got the sequel, Disgaea 2: Cursed Memories. I'm hoping it's as good as the first one is said to be. Looks good to me.

I was torn between a couple of other games that looked good. I've been meaning to grab the Steambot game I've seen for a couple months. Oh, and Rogue Galaxy, which is a new title that looks pretty fuckin' awesome. It's a game from the "Space Pirate" angle, which grants it automatic success. But in the end I decided on Samurai Warriors 2, another game I saw there, simply because of how much I enjoyed the prequel. Eric and I spent a lot of time playing Samurai Warriors, and I'm hoping we'll enjoy this one just as much. I tried calling him a few times when I got home to come hang out and play it, but I couldn't get ahold of anybody. So I'll try again tomorrow.

For Rick, I got the game Ar Tonelico, one that was released just last week. It's been compared to the Playstation game "Thousand Arms", a neat little title I got to play a few years back, a mixture between a dating sim and an RPG. Disturbingly fun. It's new, looked good, and now Rick has a copy of it, so I'm guessing he'll enjoy it.

So yeah. I haven't had a chance to play any of them yet, 'cause when I got home, I just went straight to the movie, but I'm guessing I'll have a good time.

I've got so many video games that I haven't beaten yet. I'll get around to them eventually, I just don't have nearly as much time as I used to. I'm going well through Dragon Quest VIII, and I love the game very much, but I think I'm about to start trying Disgaea, so I'll get back to DQ after that.

Uhhh...I think that about covers it.

Work's been going normally, I have little to no social life, and I'm now going to go to bed. Yep.

Until next time,
If I found out I was dying, I'd write a book. People would read it simply because it would be the last thing I did before dying. I'd sound all profound and shit.
~Kataron

Better

Hey hey.

So, today was the Superbowl. Or so I'm told. I pay no mind to such trivial matters.

I've never really given a damn about sports or sporting events, but for some reason the Superbowl seems to be the biggest...Not quite sure why, don't care to find out. I don't even know what teams were playing. I was much more content to watch A Scanner Darkly alone in my bedroom. Good movie.

Soooo...Yeah.

Nothing much has happened in my life of late. I just finished my two weeks of day shift, and tomorrow I'm being put back onto afternoons, which means I'll be sleeping more and never seeing my family. Also not attending youth group. But hey, I didn't miss karaoke. We had that on Friday. Disturbingly fun. I can't even remember all the songs I sang. The Tim Horton's run afterwards was fun too, but for some reason I always seem to get depressed at some point either there or on the way back. No idea why.

Uhh...Yeah.

That's what's going on with me...

Oh, and I should have applied for my college thing by now, but I haven't. I have the stuff I need to fill out everything, but I do believe that I need to pay the site via credit card a sum of eighty-five dollars or so in order to make things official, and I don't have a credit card. Jared was going to see if his dad would put it on his, were I to provide the money, but I've received no word on that, so I try not to worry too much.

Nate + Worrying = Unpleasant.

I try to live my life as stress-free as physically possible. It works for me. Yeah.

I basically figure that worrying about most things is pretty pointless in the long run...I mean, sure, I could fret about every little thing, but what would that accomplish? I'd be unhappy a lot, and might get things done a little quicker. Boring...I hate people that get all freaked out about stuff.

'specially school. I'm glad I'm away from there, I knew so many people that were always worried about tests or assignments. Oh no, I have to get this in on time OR THE UNIVERSE WILL IMPLODE! Losers. I handed in so many assignments late. And what happened? Maybe five percent off, depending on the teacher. Boo-freakin'-hoo. I may have lost five percent, but I gained a hundred and eight percent in calmness. I say it's a fair trade.

...Am I the only person that doesn't have a facebook account? Fuck. Everybody seems to have one. I keep getting invitations to join from people. Most recently somebody who I -think- is a friend of my ex-girlfriend. Which made me wonder "Why the fuck would I join facebook because a friend of somebody I used to date thinks I should?". So I didn't. I deleted the email and moved on with my life. Facebook can suck it. Suck it long and suck it hard.

There's a church in Milton called "Milton Bible Church". I hate it. Such a dumb name. I mean, how unoriginal can you get? I guess it gets the point across, but geez. Might as well call yourself "Milton God Church". Or "Milton 'We like Jesus' Church". Bwah!

And you know who I still hate? Kathryn. Yep. Still hate her. Haven't seen her in three forevers, and I still hate her. Can I hold a grudge, or WHAT?! She was a bitch then, and I can only assume she's a bitch now. I mean, bitchiness is an incurable disease. When you get it, you're a bitch forever. You can take large amounts of drugs for the rest of your life to dull it down, but in the long run, it'll still surface.

So if I haven't seen her in so long, why am I calling her a bitch, you wonder? Mostly 'cause I can. They can't suspend me now.

And since we're on the topic, Mr. Coffey is a giant flaming douchebag that has little to no idea what's going on in his own school. And Ms. Norlan, she's still a bitch. Incurable disease. The new one, I've never met, so I have no opinion on. But the other two can suck it. Suck it like facebook.

I get angry a lot. Just...full of rage for no conceivable reason. And once it starts, events that happened to me just pop into my head and fuel the rage. Arguing with Mr. Coffey about the stairwell. Large chunks of that summer with Alyssa. Bob. Especially Bob. I still hate that fucker.

Damn you, Bob!

*ahem*

Plus other stuff. Just random little crap. And it occurs to me that I hate an awful lot of people. A LOT of people.

I'm bored. And semi-tired. So I'm gonna go to bed after listening to a couple more JoCo songs. 'cause I can't really think of anything else to say.

Until next time,
It's a shame that reality tv show idea didn't follow through...No, not the one just about me, the one where I traveled to Texas to hunt down and murder Bob after torturing him terribly both physically and mentally. That woulda been neat.
~Kataron