Found some of my old Red Dwarf icons. I'd posted them in a RD icon community and I, being the intensely curious person that I am, had to see if people are still using them. At least one person is and to say that I'm pleased is an understatement. I feel like such a narcissist because 1)I looked up my own icon post, 2) I looked at all the people who commented on it to see if they were using any of them and 3) I uploaded them to my own account because I think their still damn good (and I'm using one RIGHT NOW OMG). If you want to see the rest of them, they are here.

God, I feel like a jerk but I can't help it. XD

-NK

ARGH! I told myself I was done with Doctor Who, that I'd leave and never look back but damn it if I'm not getting sucked back in. I found a stack of my Doctor Who Mag back issues and looking through them made me realize how much I miss it and not just the source material but the fandom as well. I remember, waaaaay back when I was a wee one, reading one of my dad's Doctor Who comics and being absolutely enthralled by it at a very basic level and later, watching the TV movie with the Eighth Doctor when they showed it on the CBC. It's permeated my life more than any other fandom in my life and even though I loathe what RTD did to Donna, I can't keep myself away. Despite all my convictions, I'm crawling back. Damn it, Doctor Who... WHY CAN'T I QUIT YOU?!

-NK

I've captchalogued Rhys Darby.

Had to get out of the house. We've been kicking up so much dust with cleaning that I couldn't breathe properly. Did a good job though and it's nice to be free of the clutter. Not quite finished though. We've still got a ways to go but it will be so worth it.

-NK

I'm feeling a bit better. It's still not easy but I no longer have that "crushed beneath the weight of my own depression" feeling. Wish I weren't so stressed though. Between work and my own crippling neuroses, I'm one giant stress sandwich. At least I managed to get some sleep which has helped immensely. I desperately wish I had some friends to go out with and have fun with though. Being left alone to stew in my own juices has not been particularly good for me. I need a fun posse and a stiff drink, stat. :|

-NK

It's been three years now. It certainly hasn't gotten any easier but I'm trying. Most days I'm okay but sometimes, I just miss you... so much. All those shows we used to watch together, I can't seem to bring myself to watch them any more because it won't be the same. And Jeopardy isn't quite as fun with just two. Mom tries. I know she does but I miss it being a family. I miss all three of us together.

Sometimes it gets so hard. Sometimes I don't know what to do with myself. It feels like this is never going to end. :(

-NK

Depressed, congested, stressed and overworked. My life is a shambles right now. I dream of saving up some money and moving away, not just out of state but out of the country. I'm not happy at all here and very few of my close friends actually live in the US. I just want to go... somewhere else. :(

-NK

I am vaguely unhappy. I blame the weather. It's been so rainy lately, it's hard for me to feel happ. I feel bad about feeling bad, like I don't have anything really to be depressed about. Then, I just end up feeling even more depressed. :( It's like being on a merry-go-round of neigh-crippling depression.

-NK

Not in my best of moods. Not that anything really BAD has happened to me. It's just a flare up of my IBS has had me feeling physically unwell. It's one of those things where you make your way through it as there isn't much you can do about it until it's over. Still, it's kind of a mood dampener. I blame the recent spate of damp weather for a lot of it too. I may be one of the most meteorologically sensitive people on planet Earth. It gets the tiniest bit wet or humid or cold and I'm sick. It's irritating. :| I guess it's given me an appreciation for feeling well (when it happens, which is rarely).

-NK

For those of you who were a young'un in America in the 80s like I was will know why I am sad.

Wrestler, personality Captain Lou Albano dies at 76

I feel like a very big part of my childhood has died with him. I remember watching him in "The Super Mario Bros. Super Show!" and having so much fun. To me, he was fun incarnate. It's hard for me to fathom that he's gone.

( over-sized nostalgia beneath the cut )

-NK
R.I.P Captain Lou

Bonus Link - Captain Lou's History of Music (mp3 download)

Finally have some decent TMBG icons. I am pleased.

I have a big ol' introspective personal essay in the works and will post it later when am slightly more coherent.

-NK

I went to see They Might Be Giants last night and I'm still freaked about it. I'm so happy even now. I almost didn't make it. I had tickets to their earlier, family show but unfortunately I had to work so I sold that ticket to a nice couple who were looking for tickets. The sign said that both shows were sold out so I was somewhat upset throughout the evening but my boss was nice enough to let me go early on the off chance that I might swing a ticket. I even prayed about it, as shallow as that seems but in the end, I got my miracle. They must have had few extra tickets to sell because people, myself included, were buying them. I even had some monies left over for booze.

First off- Guggenheim Grotto (Opening Band)

They weren't bad. Sort of jangly, acoustic balladeering. Very pretty, if a tad conventional. I really don't have a whole lot else to say about them as their set was rather short but they seemed rather affable gents. Plus anyone who uses ukulele in a song deserves at least a second look.

Check out their website here for more info.

The Main Event: They Might Be Giants Flood Show

Let me start this section off by saying if you ever get a chance to see They Might Be Giants live, by Jove DO IT! A TMBG live show is nothing short of electrifying. I've never felt so at home as I did in The Vic Theater that night. Of course, the Johns played their album Flood, in its entirety interspersed with a handful of their other songs. The feeling in the room was one of intense camaraderie. Nobody was judging anybody and literally everybody was singing along and having fun. Plus, you could tell the band was happy to be there which only increased the enjoyment factor. It was standing room only so by the end of the second encore, I was in pretty serious pain but I found a pretty good spot and it was definitely worth the agony.

At the end of the night, I hobbled my way home, utterly elated. :)

-NK

They Might Be Giants and if I'm very lucky (and they don't sell out before I get paid on Friday) I may get to see them this weekend. Cross your fingers, folks! :D

Time for work bitching. I hate it when we're short staffed because it inevitably is an epic crapfest. Sunday was no exception. We only had 8 servers in the whole place so they had to close the cafe which means I got stuck in the main dining room which I hate. I also got stuck with one of the big party tables in the back and had to do the dressing cooler at the end of the night, meaning I didn't get finished until way late. Basically, it was a shit fest, beginning to end. I was not happy, the residents were not happy, no one was happy. At least nobody was mad at me. They were very understanding. :|

I need to find something better. I swear, this job is slowly killing me inside. I wish I could say I'm exaggerating but I'm not. Not by much anyway. The pay is shit, the benefits nonexistent and the coworkers are either idiots, assholes or both with few exceptions. It's a fucking shambles and if I don't get out of there soon, I WILL go crazy. I'm a simmering ball of barely contained rage as it is. At least now, I have some work experience under my belt.

-NK

So tired. I'm so exhausted but I can't sleep. I feel like I'm slowly tearing myself apart. I'm thinking the weather has something to do with it. It's been gray and blustery for the last couple of days and my SAD has kicked in quite a bit early. Part of me likes being up when no one else is up though. It's kind of soothing. I'm not in too bad of a state. As long as I eat properly and drink lots of water, I should be fine.

-NK

Woke up feeling like shit, spent the whole morning feeling like shit, went into work feeling like shit and proceeded to spend the rest of the day feeling like shit. At least things at work went relatively well. At least there's that small consolation. To say that I'm not happy right now is a definite understatement. Thank God it's over.

-NK

Depends entirely on if there's anyone who may have dropped it. Honestly though, unless it's really obvious who dropped it, I'd probably pocket it as I'm poor as hell.

Definitely, always and forever, the cinemas. I hate being outside when it's hot, not to mention the fact that I hate sand and half the time, you can't even swim in the lake so there's nothing to do besides sit there and get sunburned. I'd much rather be watching a movie anyway.

Meant to post this yesterday... oops.

Grr. I've just had one of those shitty days that you have. For starters, I had a horrible dream about work and woke up stressed out and feeling ill so I was already feeling bad going in. Then, not only was it busy as hell, I got stuck with the most irritating collection of elderly ladies in the Chicagoland area. They acted like they were the only people in the entire dining room and I was fucking swamped! Not to mention the fact that my coworkers are a bunch of lazy fucking assholes. Damn it, I did my best. There's nothing else I can do about it.

Thank god I have tomorrow off or I would go absolutely mental. I swear.

-NK

Joel, if you're reading this (and you're probably not but still): YOU ARE a MOTHERFUCKING SHITBOX AND I HOPE YOU ROT!

I am in a curious state of simultaneously being content and horribly unsatisfied. I'm in a state of of emotonal quantum flux. It's bizarre. Oh well. I guess I'm doing all right for now. I'm chilling out, trying to compose my scant thoughts into some kind of coherent form and not doing too good a job of it. I'm just too cranky and distracted right now. I try to write it down but then I just end up spending two hours listening to French electronica. I've got so many ideas but nary the time or the concentration to put them to paper. One day I'll get my shit together and when I do, it'll be fucking epic.

-NK

Help! I'm being held captive in a fortune cookie factory!