Life's funny.
You hear that phrase get tossed around a lot, but its cliche for a reason.
Life is motherfucking funny.
Your life's a whirlwind of bullshit, you say? Whats funny about that, you ask?

Answer? Motherfucking everything.

Life's one big fucking dramedy. Its funny as hell to objectively observe. Really, it is. Try it. When you get in an argument, or a fight, look at the situation from outside yourself and just start laughing, because its inevitable. Nothing in the real world isn't funny. Everything, and I mean everything, is ironic, or hilarious, or fantastically stupendously stupid to the point of hillarity. I mean this.

Every last thing.

Social situations are especially prone to this. The hilarity, I mean.
Relationships, friendships, parties, sporting events, school. Any gathering of more than 2 people, any discourse, conversation, or interaction between them, will be loaded with, pardon the expression, lulz.

You may find yourself asking, but my girlfriend broke up with me, and was cheating on me with another guy, how is that funny?

The answer: It just fucking is. You probably deserved it. If you didn't deserve it, its even funnier, damn right its infuriating, but its funny as fuck. I mean it. Your girlfriend is doing what God intended, filling the world with chaos. And chaos my friends, is lulz.

Life's one big fucking joke. Everything in it is so cliche. Every exchanged has happened thousands of time all over the world. Nothing you are doing is unique. Not a word I'm writing is unique. Somebody, somewhere, has thought this exact same thing and written it down, in different words, but in words none the less.

Everything is a fucking bullshit soap opera comedy.

This brings me to a concept my cousin recently thought up.

The philosophy of "Fuck it".

I imagine its at least partially based off of Tyler Durden's "Let go, let go of the fucking wheel" philosophy, but I'll give Nick the credit none the less.

You just need to let go of all your anger, all your hatred, all your everything negative, and just let things run their course. Do what you feel like doing, so long as it doesn't explicitly negatively impact someone that matters, and just let go.

Make the most of your life by not letting everything bog you down.

Why? Because its fucking funny this way.

Life, is a big fucking joke. You're a punchline. The sooner you realize this.

The sooner you embrace it.

The better your life will be.

QotD:

"God is a comedian, playing to an audience too afraid to laugh."
-Voltaire

Now that I have your attention, welcome to the blog.

Today is a very typical day, I woke up late, my throat still hurts, so I grumbled about a bit and eventually got up to aid my mother who was traumatically failing at searching through her e-mail. Then got up, got dressed, kindof, and got a call from Tammy saying she can't work tonight at Vegas because she has to work tonight for Jamba Juice. Only a little coincidental that her hour change's cancellation coincides with her and her friends going shopping....only a little.

But. Breakfast of pizza. Day of watching television on the internet and waiting for work, then...MMMM STEAK SAUCE.

...

That makes sense if you're me, I swear.

I'm thinking about moving this over to a like, livejournal or wordpress or something, seeing as it doesn't get any comments here anyway, and just instead of having my own little hacked-to-bits contact table direct here, have it direct to that link.

I'd say "Who would follow this over?" but nobody reads my blog anyway.

Haha.

So.

Yeah.

QotD:
"I've always figured that dreams are answers to questions we haven't figured out how to ask yet."
-Fox Mulder

To be edited later when more has actually happened.

You know what I hate? The motherfucking exclamation point.

What practical use, does the exclamation point have in modern society?

It seems to have been relegated to the use of myspace, and only in large groups.

It crops up other places though, as well, though rarely in the superfluous manner as it does on Myspace.

In writing, the use of the exclamation mark/point is discouraged, the writing community at large seems to feel that if you use the mark too much it completely diminishes its point. Its kindof like the boy that cried wolf, in a way. Of course some assholes fly in the face of this and we ignore it. (IE, Tom Wolfe). But generally, I feel the exclamation mark should be held only for truley dramatic instances and warnings, like, screaming. Screaming gets an exclamation mark. Nothing else really should. Fuck your "subtley implied excitement", you're abusing the goddamn symbol! (ironic.)

But back to the internet.

On the internet, exclamation points travel in flocks, like question marks, or attractive women, and sometimes for protection outside of its native enviroment, a 1 sneaks its way into the flock, impersonating a 1 in an attempt to flee its family of numbers.

They're everywhere you know. There are two sets of them.

.....
....
..
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Its One-Thirty in the bloody morning and I'm finding myself prattling on about a fucking punctuation mark on the fucking internet.

I really need to update this piece of trash more, don't I?

Then its decided.

A new blog post.

Every day.

No holds barred.

Along with this, will come a "quote of the day".

Todays QotD?

"To grasp the full significance of life is the actor's duty, to interpret it is his problem, and to express it his dedication."

-Marlon Brando

Stay Classy,

Nathaniel Colin Steinmetz

I can't sleep. This of course, is my own fault.
I shouldn't have drank near the ammount of caffeine that I have, nor should I have been looking through my digital footpring of years past.

Reading my old blogs, looking at my old art, it really makes me realize how far I've come in so little time.

I went from being pathetic and weak, used and abused, torn to bits and depressed, talentless and miserable, to who I am today. I still have my issues, but by no means am I as fucked up as I was in yesteryears.

It really makes me wonder, where will I be in a few years? If I'm moving this quickly, and so is everyone else, where will we all be in 3 years?

I really wish I'd spent more of my past enjoying myself, less time letting myself be sad. I really wish I'd participated in theatre more during my first two years in high school. And I wish I'd not done a lot of things I did do. But above all, I recognize my past's shaping effect on my present, and probably on my future.

We truly are the product of our enviroment, our actions, and our past.

Its just kindof interesting. When I opened this post new blog deal, I thought I was going to write something epic, but so is the way of things, my thought process simply won't let me writ anything more in depth than "oh shit, lol, we're growing up." and for that I appologize, but who the fuck are you to care anyway, ya know?


Anyway.

I'm out.

Snowstice is less a holiday, and more a festival, to paraphrase my cousin Nick, which is more awesome because it's spread out over time.

Now, Snowstice was originally a ten day celebration, that was in 2005 when it was invented, as this is the 3rd year of Snowstice, we/re officially expanding it into a 3 month holiday. Yes, you heard that right, a three month holiday.

During this three month period of time, one should celebrate at least 3 times a week.

The following period is to be considered the holy months of Snowstice.

November 1st through January 25th.

The following observances are mandatory:

1. No getting arrested (i.e., doing nothing TOO illegal).
2. Bowling.
3. And being awesome.

The official start date of Snowstice is November 1st,

High Holy Days of Snowstice:

November 1st: Snowstice Commences. Pantlessless ensues.
November 5th: Time Travel Day: Wherein, one pretends to be from the future, or the past.
November 12th: 316 Day
November 17th:  Bowling Day: Wherein one bowls. A lot.
November 22nd: Turkey Punching Day: Wherein one punches a turkey.
December 5th: Viking Day: Wherein one dresses as a Viking.
December 15th: Ye Feast of the Founders
December 22nd: Winter Solstice
December 25th: Jesus / And Or Beard Day (Depending on Chapter)

December 29th: The Feast of The Snickers Viking / Explosions
January 1st: The Festival Champagne Supernovas of Resolutions and Small Explosions
January 5th: Soap Opera Day: Wherein one acts as though he were in a soap opera.
January 22nd: The Holy Feast of Conan O'Brien / Explosions
January 25th: The Closing Bonfire / Explosions

Suggested Festivities and Activities:

-Each night eat a different kind of food.
-Start the first night of Snowstice with snow cones.
-Trade off placed to celebrate nights of Snowstice between your friends.
-Gift giving is not necessary, or encouraged. Cards however, are always nice.
-Bowling
-Conan O'Brien must be watched at least 3 times a week.
-Take lots of pictures.
-Play with Legos.
-Feed homeless people. (Watch your hands though, they bite)
-Girly Drinks. Girly Drinks. Girly Drinks
-Loud rock music. Live band if possible.
-Muscle cars, or performance cars of any kind.
-Books must stop being read during the celebration, any other time reading is encouraged.
-The internet is full of good entertainment.
-Shooting stuff, throwing stuff at other stuff, etc.
-Coffee. Tea. Etc.
-Don't work any day of Snowstice
-Sex
-One or more things must explode
-Make the police angry (This, is mandatory)
-Drink copious amounts of caffeine
-Smoke fine cigars
-Sleep on benches in public
-Threaten to cannibalize everyone
-Come up with holy names for yourself and your Snowstice partners, be sure to yell them loudly
-Make really obscure references to things nobody else gets
-Improv in public
-Wander around aimlessly
-Make your hair all snazzy
-Shave your head
-Mosh in crowds
-Claim random tracts of land in the name of the Holy Church of Snowstice
-Taunt children
-Taunt adults
-Taunt anything with a pulse
-Hell, taunt anything period
-Speak in tongues
-Smash coke machines
-Ask people if they would like to be molested, if so, molest them
-Drive a Yugo
-Balance a broom on your chin
-Sleep on DDR dancepads
-Don't sleep unless its in public
-Wear leather, unless you're a hippy, in which case, wear PVC or Pleather
-Buy an awesome jacket
-Boycott pants
-Boycott speaking in a normal tone of voice
-More Cowbell
-More Christopher Walken, for that matter
-Spin around in circles in office chairs
-Throw fake blood at people wearing fur, because its fun
-Run in slow motion
-All night jam sessions.
-Set fire to things.
-Cartoons, lots of them.
-Star Wars Trilogy Day
-Mystery Science Theatre: LIVE!
-Tom Waits and the necessitation thereof of his inane babbling.
-Ordain yourself in our church.
-Paint unicorns on things.
-Spend the whole day talking in a British accent.
-Get married.
-Did I mention setting fire to things?
-Make friends with an enemy.
-Did I mention bowling? If you already have, the answer? More bowling.
-Take hatchets to things.
-Buy exotic fish.
-Mandatory mustaches
-Reverse curfew, i.e., no going out during the day.
-Lightsaber combat
-A-Team Marathons
-Quiet Riot, and thus, feeling the noise.
-Tattoos.
-Walking backwards.
-Talking like a pirate
-Fishing. In the nude.
-Re-enactments of famous movie scenes in public
-Kilts. Procure a kilt. Once you have a kilt, it is mandatory to wear it once a week.
-Awesomeness, I cannot repeat this enough.
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Soon, there will be an official myspace / website for Snowstice and all things related to it, hopefully during these high holy months to come, the chapters of the Holy Church of Snowstice will convene for one of the High Holy Days. In which, you can meet like minds, and or awesome people that are almost as awesome as you. Did I mention that you have to be awesome? Because, you totally do. Yeah. Awesome, right?

So, keep reading here, and looking for updates.

Good night, and God's Speed. To the both of us.

 

List of idiotic things for 9/2/07

Myspace Edition!

*People who have "You Can't Be Me, I'm a Rockstar" as their headline. It is no longer 2005, people.

*People with "Hooker" In their display names.

*People with Japanese terms in their name when they are NOT japanese.
Weeaboos FTL.

*As always TyPeeNg LiEk Diz.

*Underscores in display names.

*Half naked profile pictures. No. We don't care. Put it away.

*Display names that look like nintendo advertisements because you think you're
trendy and urban. Wii, is not the same as We, learn to fucking spell. Its not cool.

*You are not a princess, not even your proud nubian heritage, is going to make you one.

*Freshmen trying to add me.

*Myspace defaults that are JUST a person's tattoo, in super close up.

*Text that is the same or similar color to your background.

*Backgrounds with half naked women in them.

*Backgrounds with cars in them.

*Backgrounds that are more important and interesting than the entire content of your page.

*Etc

Back to school edition!

*Bright fucking blue lanyards.

*Fauxhawks. Seriously, These fucking died. Where did they all come from this year?

*Freshmen that ALL look like they're 8 years old.

*The sudden influx of asian scene girls.

*9,000 Famous Stars And Straps shirts, that EVERYONE has, apparently.

*Black girls, that think they are black boys.

*The new trend, which is, if its got 6 colors in it, its fucking awesome. What
colors? Doesn't matter.

*Wrist length tshirts? Hardy har, good luck Seguin.

* "Free *insert gang member*" shirts.

*Cheap Ugly Bling.

*People dancing in the hallway.

*The sudden influx of mall goths and Weeaboos.

*Freshmen under the impression that they are "unique".

*The randomly self-segregated nature of my theatre class.

*Etc

In summation, I'm bored, pissed off, and would appreciate more picture comments.

FEED MY EGO, MYSPACE.

/sarcasm.

Well, its been a while since I've posted, mainly because I haven't had anything of interest to say. But, now that summer's more or less over, I suppose thats a good enough "anything of interest" to get the ball rolling.

This summer has been interesting.

Mostly laid back and relaxed, a lot of time spent around the house, not a lot of getting out and doing anything.

Which apparently in the eyes of everyone around me, sucks.
But to me, thats alright, I'm not a huge fan of people, nor am I excited by going out and getting wasted, or doing drugs and partying.

Sorry, thats not me.

I'm pretty happy with my little world of Tammy, Professional Wrestling, Comic books, British Tv, and staying up all night drawing.
You might think its boring, but its not nearly as shallow and pointless as what you probably enjoy. Its stupid, and its boring to the rest of the world, but I enjoy it.

Sorry I can't be more fun.

But whatever.

Summer's more or less over, and that means, on Monday I'm officially a senior, entering my last year of high school, completely unprepared for the real world, and more importantly as of right now, completely unprepared for school.

Stupid Crime and Punishment. -__-

I'm 17 years old, and I'm being expected to make the decisions that are going to affect the entire rest of my life. No room for self-exploration here, I've got to pick a path and follow it. I'm pretty sure I'm going with Graphic Design and Advertising, which means I'll be leaving a huge love of mine behind : Theatre.

I feel like I'm going to be the washed up high school athlete that sits back and thinks about the glories of yesteryear as he festers away in some dead end job and fantasizes about his four touchdowns in a single game.

While I know I'll enjoy graphic design and advertising, I feel like I've got to make a hell of a year here, and do everything I can related to theatre, before its too late.

If that makes sense.

I'm going to miss it, I know that for sure.

But being a starving actor doesn't pay the bills, especially when you're not that great, and being a theatre teacher doesn't really make for a glamorous life either, eh?

But yeah, this is more or less a sounding board, just me saying whats on my mind, besides the super-serious other things that are harping at me. Haha. Thats for me to know and noooobody else to find out. -_-

This summer has been the best of my life though, I've had an amazing girlfriend, and I've gotten closer to a few people that I'm really glad I know, sadly some of them (most of them...) are leaving for college, and I wish I'd gotten closer to them before they left, but I'm still really glad that I did. God Bless Terra Nova, amirite?

Despite that I didnt do a whole lot of stuff, the stuff I did, I really enjoyed.

Thank you Tammy, Travis, Bk, Wesley, and Melanie.


Anyway. This has been "Nathan talking pointlessly".

And now on to the Wrestling Section of the blog, haha.

SUMMERSLAM!
Sunday brings about not only the end of summer for AISD students, but also the "Biggest Party Of The Summer".

And with this party, comes two very, very important guests, HHH, and Rey Mysterio.
Yay!
I'm tremendously excited for this PPV, it's got a stacked card and is sure to entertain. Here are my predictions.

WWE Title Match
John Cena vs. Randy Orton
    This is the toughest one on the card for me to call, while I'd like to see Cena's reign of terror end, Randy Orton doesn't deserve the belt, and while they've done a lot of good building the RKO up as an unstoppable machine, I doubt they'd be willing to lose the sheer ammount of income Cena brings in as champ, he sells PPVs to the unwashed masses, its true and we can't pretend he's not. I'm going with Cena to retain, if he doesn't, I'll celebrate, if he does, I won't be shocked. Possible HHH interference? Let's hope.

Winner : John Cena retains, possibly via DQ.



World Heavyweight Title Match
The Great Khali vs. Batista
    This match will probably be short as Khali doesn't really wrestle. Khali doesn't have a t-shirt, he doesn't have many fans, and he's a helluva heel, but that hasn't stopped him yet. With Taker returning soon and being booked to fight "large opponents", I can see this one going either way, actually, if Big Dave wins, it'll be pretty entertaining, and if he doesn't I suspect we'll see Khali go on to face 'Taker after he vanquishes Mark Henry to the land of "Future Endeavors. But for the sake of no longer seeing Khali hold the belt upside down, I'll go with Big Dave.

Winner: Batista


ECW World Title Match
John Morrison vs. CM Punk
    This is the match of the night, both men are amazing athletes and this, this is definitely my match of the night, But I think CM Punk picks up the belt and the feud continues long after the PPV. But yeah, my pick is CM Punk. Orrrr alternatively Morrison retains by cheating so 'Punker doesn't lose face.

Winner: CM Punk


WWE Intercontinental Title Match
Umaga vs. Carlito vs. Mr. Kennedy
    Umaga retains, because from what I hear Kennedy is getting a run at the WWE Title soon. I think Umaga takes a big face turn during this match as well.

Winner: Umaga


King of Kings Match
Triple H vs. King Booker
    Trips is returning, and he's going to kick Booker's Ass, 'nuff said.
 
Winner: Hunter Hearst Hemsley, The King of Kings.


Tri-Brand Diva Battle Royal
Winner gets a future WWE Women's Title shot
Winner? Who fucking cares, it's a diva's match.

Winner: Mickie James?


Rey Mysterio vs. Chavo Guerrero
    Rey's back, and he's gotta win, thats all there really is to it. Its going to be good to see Rey-Rey pop out of the floor like a toaster fulla-latino heat again. I'm excited for this one, almost as much as I am for Trips' match.

Winner: Rey-Rey


Kane vs. Finlay
    This is going to be a good, bloody match, I expect Kane to pick up the win, he's been losing on far too many PPVs as of late.

Winner : Kane



Summerslam - Sunday, August 26th.

So, those are my picks for the biggest party of the summer.

Comments are always, always appreciated.

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I feel lied to.

Betrayed.

Disgusted.

And like I have no control over my own emotions.

More importantly though, I feel unimportant.

I feel like I'm playing second fiddle to an inanimate object.

Fuck this.

I want to go to sleep.

In case anyone was looking, below, is the list of all bands playing the DALLAS DATE of warped tour, there aren't a lot of places online with this list, so stop hunting, I've got it.

Highlighted are the bands I an excited to see.

Alesana
All Time Low
Almost, The
Amber Pacific
Anberlin
As Cities Burn
Automatic Automatic, The
Bad Religion
Bayside
Big D And The Kids Table
Bleed the Dream
Bless The Fall
Boys Like Girls
Briggs, The
Chiodos
Circa Survive
Coheed and Cambria
Cute Is What We Aim For
Dear and Departed, The
Escape The Fate
Evaline
Fabulous Rudies, The
Family Force 5
Funeral For a Friend
Gallows
Haste The Day
Hot Rod Circuit
Human Abstract, The
I Am Ghost
K-OS
Killswitch Engage
Matches, The
Meg & Dia
My American Heart
New Found Glory
New Years Day
Nothington
Paramore
Parkway Drive
Pennywise
Pepper
Pistolita
Play Radio Play
Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
Revolution Mother
Scary Kids Scaring Kids
Set Your Goals
Spill Canvas
Starting Line, The
Throw The Fight
Throwdown
Tiger Army
Unseen, The
Vincent Black Shadow, The
Yellowcard


Welp. I'm excited for warped tour, should be decent besides a fair number of crap bands on the tour (Family Force 5, The Almost, RJA, etc).

The good outways most of the bad...and the good, is very good.

I mean, Bad Religion, haha. Let me repeat that, BAD RELIGION.

Anyway. Boring ass day, just thought I'd post this. I've been getting a lot of reads, and no comments, thats not cool people.

Today, was boring.
It, will summarily, not pass for good reading material, and therefore, will only be blogged about via the few situations of interest for which it presented.

Unless of course you would simple love to read about the fact that I woke up at 4pm, had bad breath, walked to the bathroom, brushed my teeth with a The Hulk toothbrush, using Spiderman tooth-paste no less, and imagined such a scenario in which Spiderman and the Hulk fight a giant monster of bad breath.

Okay aaaaaaactually, thats not terrible reading material.

Here we go.

Its 4pm in Arlington, Texas, Nathan Steinmetz awakens from his sleep, yes, at 4pm, see, he was up all night before as always, doing literally nothing of value and apparently slept until 4pm, much to his chagrin when he in fact finally did wake up.
He wakes and goes to the bathroom, and begins to realize, his breath is terrible! He's been laying in bed for hours with bacteria and nastiness built up on his tongue!

AND OUT OF FUCKING NOWHERE FOR NO REASON:

ITS THE FUCKING HULK (Fresh back from his stint on the moon or what fucking ever Marvel has him doing in space covered in bullshit so they can pull him back down to earth and kill of Iron Man since everyone hates him now...JUST IN TIME TO START OVER-HYPING A MOVIE ABOUT HIM TOO, RIGHT?! -_-)

"AAAAAGH. HULK SMASH BAD BREATH! HULK MISS SPACE WIFE THAT WAS STOLEN FROM HIM SO HE KILLS BAD BREATH"

Spiderman swoops in and says in his cheeky I'm-a-bastard-who-betrayed- my-kind voice, "I'll help too!" so they begin to beat the fuck out of me, and sure enough, when I get up, despite being covered in huge bruises and welt and having my teeth knocked out, my mouth smells like a damned river of sunshine and candy.

Thanks, nerdy comic book dream sequence written at 5 in the morning!

Anyway.

Back to the actual meat-and-potatoes portion of the blog.

I miss Tamara, a lot. (frowny face)

I was supposed to get to see her tonight, but as usual, her grandmother decided that it'd be better if I were sad and didn't see her, because we might *gasp* have sex or something of the like.

Mind you of course, we'd be watching my sister, so thats really not an option.

But logic is out of the question for an elderly woman and her fun-sucking (see : Melissa Wallis *ZING*).

In any case, I miss my girlfriend, but I gave you a story of amazing tooth-care, so shut the fuck up with the potential "youre being emo" bullshit.

Alright.

I'm sitting here doing nothing, feel free to get ahold of me, all, well none of you are up, but still.

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