johncanlas.com

i have nothing better to say nor do i have anything inspirational to say. my life could be better.

thank god its friday. I can't take much more of this. the madness is creeping down my spine, entering my brain, and then drop kicking it. I think I need to find some side work to earn more money. Enough for my top secret import car project. Anyone need a wanna-be graphic designer for their next project?

which one is fred durst?

I was fed some experiemental chicken recipe for lunch today. It didn't taste bad and it didn't taste good. It just tasted like chicken. Go figure.

A special salute to DP for holding it down on the westside with all the mex!

First i'd like to say, holy sh*t. NJIT still has my first webpage. Ah freshman year. Its wierd how you go through freshman year once, but all the other years a hundred times over. haha. damn degree.

For the first time in history, BOTH the archives and the comments are running smoothly. It was actually really funny to see what I've written in the past on blogger. About a year and a half's worth of senseless yapper from yours truly.

didnt have the internet all morning. so i decided to document the situation on stickies (apple people know what that is).

diary of madness
8.55am - no internet. seems that the server is down (yet again). i'm not sure how much longer i can maintain composure without internet. it's been about an hour already at work. damn this sucks.

8.57am - eating my bagel. still no internet. where are the admins when you need them. FUCK.

8.58am - I forgot. I am an admin. FUCK.

9.05am - internet is overrated. i dont NEED it.

9.17am - coffee induces bowel movement.

9.57am - still no internet. i've taken up drawing in the meantime.

10.47am - so tired. need sleep.

11.00am - eating a nestle crunch bar to keep me awake.

11.50am - network is back upstairs, but I'm not located upstairs. Dammit.

12.09am - internet is back. madness ended.

As you can see. Lack of internet may cause severe trauma.

well now that everything is back to order with blogger, i can resume my useless typing. I finally got the comments back up (not that anyone other than joy makes any) and finally have the date / bookmark thing going. You know. Just in case someone wants to site a particular entry of my blog. HAHA. Yea right. And yes, I am a cheese ball and have chosen a template from blogger because I'm a lazy bastard and have no creative sense what so ever.

I did have the archives running for two seconds. Where did that go?

Mike Tyson is now a sucker and can't box. He was a human boxing bag for everyone who hasn't seen the fight. Actually the fight before the main event was much more interesting. It featured a young Filipino boxer named Manny Pacquiao, the defending IBF super bantamweight champion. He basically out boxed his opponent until the refferee stepped in and stopped the fight, 69 seconds into Round 2. You have to watch out for those left hooks.

In other news, the Abu Sayyaf hostage situation has come to an end with some controversy behind it.

"The American missionary Martin Burnham survived for a year as a hostage of Abu Sayyaf bandits only to die as he shielded his wounded wife from a barrage of bullets believed to have been fired by Philippine soldiers during a bungled rescue operation supported by United States forces......"

I'm not sure on what else to say about it. It's just sad.

Yesterday I had the opportunity to try the self check-out lanes at my local Pathmark. Seeing that Mark was too chicken to try the first time, I thought I might take the opportunity to embrace the technology. The procedure it actually pretty easy. Scan in your products and bag it. Once everything is bagged press checkout and pay. How easy was that. Next thing you know, we'll have popstars in space. Ah technology, ain't it swell?

Good luck to Mark and his prom. Have fun, don't get too drunk.

HAHA. I finally caught myself on the "Fresh Blogs: 10 Most recently published blogs" on the Blogger index. Oh yeah. Now I feel so accomplished that I caught myself on the list. Its been a few months in the making, but now its all over. John has done the impossible. That's my 10 seconds of fame captured forever!

Johncanlas Dot Com RAWKS!

edit: Hey Joy's page made it to the list too. I guess its not as unique as I thought, but that's okie. [Seeing that everyone who updates should make the list when viewed at the right time] Its okie ....We still RAWK!

Well. Two people responded to my little Xanga experiment, which you can read the comments about it here. I guessing no one really gives a hoot if I turn gay. Haha. Oh well. We can't all be born with style and pizzazz.

I thought I might try to find a way to entertain myself. After formatting and reformatting my Xanga page for entertainment, it didnt seem fun for some reason. So I thought, what better way to gather attention [and Eprops!] than to proclaim that I'm gay. While I sometimes have lesbian tendencies, I'm pretty secure in my "sexual preference". Everyone is an individual and everyone has their own opinion. What ever floats your boat is fine with me. Just don't FUCK with my car.

This will be my little experiment to see who really reads my REAL site (johncanlas dot com), instead of that blog machine they call Xanga. I will be posting everyone's comments soon enough.

I was thinking I should upgrade to BloggerPro but I wasn't sure. They have a bandwidth limit and which I was close to hitting last month. [about 80% to be exact] It's $35 for the entire year which isnt that bad at all but, if I keep it as normal blogger than I can just type type type type all I want.

I got my federal refund the other day. Which should cover my missing emblem and a few other things. I hate money. I wish we could trade with seashells or something.

I neglected to post this before. (Or maybe I have) Anyways, for those of you who don't know, my dad knows how to cook. Sometimes he goes off and has an idea or two for a dish which usually comes out great. Around memorial day weekend, he decided to make beer chicken. Basically you base the chicken with beer and then slap on some seasoning (adobo in this case). Once you have that, you throw it into the oven with a beer can up its butt. He used Budweiser which he says is his "official beer" since they're about to pay for everyones salary if the new project comes through at work. If this wasn't weird enough for me, I came across another Xanga head with the same chicken.

It takes a tough man to make a tough chicken.

I'd like to start off with. To the muthafucker who stole my hood ornament, FUCK YOU. If I ever hear anyone say, that they've ripped off someone's hood ornament (especially for a Mercedes Benz), I'm going to punch you in your neck. and then break your arm. I won't kill you because that would be too easy. It pisses me off that I was parked in the boondocks of Giants stadium and someone had to go and fuck up the entire night. Its not like that its a small piece of the car that just breaks off. FUCK. This pisses me off so much. Now I have to go out and buy a new symbol and the entire mount of it. Being the situation this is, I most likely won't find out who did this. Maybe I'll just commit a violent act on someone innocent. See what society does to you.

As for Zootopia 2002? It was awesome. Bon Jovi RAWKED! He performed some of his oldies which was great because almost everyone knows at least one Bon Jovi song. He also sported and fashionable glittered #5 Nets jersey. The best part of the night for me was when P Diddy brought out special guest Busta Rhymes to perform "Pass the Courvosier Couvosie Courvoisier". Celen Dion is fobbish in her ways. Mark Anthony is also on the same boat. Craig David (Joy's Man Toy) always wants to "break in down" for some reason. To Outkast... um WTF was that? Just play the songs that made you popular dammit. Vanessa Carlton needs more than her one song. Nick and Aaron Carter should leave rap to real lyricists. No matter how much people talk shit, P Diddy is entertaining in concert. Fat joe is well... a fat bastard, but its a good thing he brought out Ashanti (shes HOT juice... shhh.. don't tell my lobster I said that). You can't help but love Mary J. and the way she performs. I think it was the "high stepping gospel praise the lord evangelist" moves that got to me. Seeing the Nets starting bench aas well as the Yankees starting line up was amazing. Did you know the Yankees double as football players? No joke. Stadium food is overpriced and so are the souvenirs. Waiting on lines suck as much as the people waiting in line with you.

Those who seal emblems will have their own balls in their throat if I ever hear about it. Drunk people at all night diners should shut the hell up so that other people can eat in peace. Nippley wind and hunger or Shakira. Nippley wind and hunger or Shakira. Nippley wind and hunger or Shakira. Sorry Shakira, as hot as you are, I'll catch you on MTV.

Those are some of the things I learned yesterday. In all, it was a pretty good weekend. [for more pictures of the event, check out Z100.com]

You are a very SEXY audience, NO?