Well, we’re off to a smashing start for the vacation. Nothing like anger and yelling to start off a family vacation on the right foot.
My mom asked me today if I have enough clothes for the trip because she knows I “don’t like to tell her about stuff like that.”
Sleeping-pilled my way into a 14 hour sleep. Slept through the return of my parents, but they’ve grown accustomed to me sometimes just staying in my room all day due to me having no actual sleep schedule to speak of.
Here’s the translation:
Tagged by fornicuslordofbondageandpain (all one word - I ran
g out of room) [yes I actually wrote “rang” at first]
Name - Kenny
URL(s) - kennyvee, mrgeef, cecilspeaks, cecilspeaksincolor, thedisneydirectory, disneyforgrownups, nightvaleintros, kkvr, angrykenny, emoticon2015, politicalbunko (coming soon), untrue-posts, disneyscripts (coming soon), homeicons (defunct)
Blog title - Kenny’s Head (I’m just going to list one to save trees)
Crush - Why bother? I’ll never be enough for anyone.
Favorite color - teal/bluish-green
ALL CAPS - WOW MY WRITING HAS BECOME ATROCIOUS
Favorite band - Alice in Chains (currently)
Favorite number - 13
Favorite drink - Long Island iced tea
I was tagged by lysnk2
If you don’t know your personality type, take the test here.
Rules: Find out what characters share the same personality type as you here and list the characters that you find relevant below (images optional — I just did that for kicks). Then tag five friends and let them know you tagged them!
My Type: INFP
- Ricky Fitts - American Beauty (because Alyssa just watched this movie for the first time today so I when I saw him on the list I had to include him)
- Holden Caulfield - The Catcher in the Rye
- Luna Lovegood - Harry Potter and the Seven Books
- Cecil Harvey from Final Fantasy IV and Vivi from Final Fantasy IX (since it’s the same series and I love both characters — though to be fair I’m less than halfway through playing FFIV for the first time — I’ll make this one a two-fer)
- Trinity - The Matrix
- Christian - Moulin Rouge
- Butters - South Park
- Scout Finch - To Kill a Mockingbird
I woke up this morning to a compliment in my inbox from a stranger.
I had typed out a reply and went to their blog to see if there were any details I should add to the reply and I saw this:
Generic and non-personal compliments just don’t work for me. It’s right up there with people who say “it gets better” without knowing anything about what’s wrong in the first place, or whether it will get better at all. It’s meaningless and tends to put me in a worse mood than I already am.
I’m sure the fault lies with me, though, because most people seem to appreciate stuff like that. I’m just all sorts of broken.
And it’s not even like I never get actual compliments from actual people (this isn’t me asking for some)…the cecilspeaks blog is usually good for a couple nice messages per week (a couple extra in the days following a new transcript being posted). And I do appreciate those.
But the ones with zero actual thought/emotion attached just piss me off for some reason.
Because why not?
Rules: answer the questions below. Tag at least 10 followers.
Nickname: I had one friend in high school who called me “Mick,” short for Mickey (because I love Disney). No real nicknames these days, except for the names right-wingers call me in comment sections occasionally like “filthy commie lib.”
Birthday: November 19, 1974
Gender: Cis male
Time Zone: Pacific Daylight Time, currently (that changes to Pacific Standard Time on November 2)
What time and date is it there: 2:01am, 8/25/2014
Average hours of sleep I get each night: It varies greatly between 2 hours and 20 hours, generally, depending on how long I stay up and whether I take sleeping pills (and how many I take).
The last thing I Googled was: When does daylight savings time end? (for the question about time zones above). Before that it was an image search of this picture to see if it was legitimately from the aftermath of yesterday’s Nap Quake (it was):
My most used phrase(s): “Fair enough,” “groovy,” I hate my life,” “fucking gun nuts”
First word that comes to mind: tired
What I last said to a family member: “I’ll email you again next Thursday” (my parents are on vacation but my mom wants me to email the bills to her so she can pay them while they’re gone)
One place that makes me happy & why: Disneyland. It was always my home away from home, but especially during the rein of Evil Stepdad #1 when taking an airport shuttle there from LAX meant I didn’t have to get yelled at/punched/otherwise fear for my life at home.
How many blankets I sleep under: Usually a quilt, with another blanket on top (the blanket isn’t as comfy so it goes on top). When it’s warm, I ditch the blanket.
Favorite beverage(s): Dr. Pepper, Long Island Iced Teas if I’m boozing (which is pretty rare these days).
The last movie I watched in the cinema: Saving Mr. Banks. I’m too poor to go to the movies very often.
Three things I can’t live without:
- my family (without them I’d definitely be dead by now)
- my friends — they’re few and far between, but the ones I have mean everything.
A piece of advice for all my followers: I’m probably the last person in the world who should dispense advice. I guess that makes my advice “don’t be like me. — you’ll only be miserable.”
Not going to do the tag thing on this one, but if you want to do it, by all means go for it.
Rules: In a text post, list ten books that have stayed with you in some way. Don’t take but a few minutes, and don’t think too hard — they don’t have to be the “right” or “great” works, just the ones that have touched you. Tag ten friends, including me, so I’ll see your list. Make sure you let your friends know you’ve tagged them!
Tagged by tin-pan-ali
- The Stand - Stephen King
- The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy - Douglas Adams
- To Kill a Mockingbird - Harper Lee
- Catch-22 - Joseph Heller
- 1984 - George Orwell
- An Occurrence at Owl Creek Bridge - Ambrose Bierce (it’s a short story but I’m counting it)
- Of Mice and Men - John Steinbeck
- The Dark Tower series - Stephen King (these books kept me alive at one point)
- Lord of the Flies - William Golding
- A Clockwork Orange - Anthony Burgess
I usually don’t tag people in stuff like this but I’ll give it a try — a couple people played along last time I tagged. I tag disfan, gingerr—rampage, lysnk2, tewr-monkeyofmetal, sonnyjohl, kaiyves, thedizzler, jimsguts, jennygreenteethswamp and happierman (who is probably far too busy getting ready for Welcome to Night Vale’s European tour and all, but it’s worth a shot)
For most of today I’ve thought it was the 31st, and I have spent about the last half hour mad at myself for not sleeping this morning/afternoon, thinking that I had a new Night Vale episode to transcribe in a few hours.
I just now looked at my watch and saw “7-30” in the date window and I breathed a huge sigh of relief. I’ll probably do a much better job of transcribing having not been awake for 27 hours when I begin (and it would have been around 30 hours when I finished if I worked at my normal pace).
At some point tonight (probably in the next few hours) I’ll turn in, and the long time awake + sleeping pills will knock me out for a good 10+ hours, and then I can transcribe the new episode when it comes out tomorrow while still relatively wide awake.
This guy on The Bachelorette reminds me of myself. Which I’m pretty sure means he’s gonna lose.
I knew it
As soon as the Bachelorette told this guy that he needed to just turn his brain off once in a while and he couldn’t do it (even though he said he shuts it off he was totally just saying that while his brain continued to work overtime to show him all the ways he was going to fuck things up), I knew he was doomed.
Because my brain is always doing the same thing, and it’s a self-fulfilling prophecy.
And yet just like him, I’m powerless to actually turn those thoughts off. The consume my waking thoughts, and even permeate my dreams. It’s 24-7 fear of failure combined with actual real-life failure after failure to back it up.
My parents always tease me and say that they’re going to sign me up for the show (well, by “always” I mean two or three times per season). But if I went on the show, I’d be one of the guys eliminated in episode 1. That’s just the way things work when you’re me.
Anyway, I’m gonna hit the sack. I’ve been up since 5:00 yesterday evening and I was getting tired before all this introspection.
Time to take a break from being a real-life failure and go be a failure in my dreams for a while.
The one positive thing about almost always staying up for great lengths of time is that when I do sleep, the dreams are usually interesting. Sometimes good and sometimes bad, but almost always interesting.
Just got hit with some memories of yesterday’s dreams (after the 56½ hours awake):
An update on that interview I did last night:
The reporter got back to me just now and said that my answers were “awesome and thorough” (thorough is what I do, but the “awesome” was a nice surprise). Apparently the article is for the Fall issue of the magazine, so while she promised to send me a link when it goes live, she also told me that it’ll probably be a few months.
But when I have the link, I’ll share it with you as well.
I got tagged in the Six Selfies meme thingy by tin-pan-ali (in a roundabout “if you see this you have been tagged” sort of way). I don’t exactly have a lot of pics of myself, so a few of these are really old (that pic of me in a stream is from my high school days, so probably close to 25 years ago, and that was one of my more conservative outfits back then — normally I’d wear that shirt with clashing weightlifting Hammer-pants).
Also, when celebrities accept their Oscar awards and mention that they’re really heavy, they aren’t kidding. It doesn’t look heavy, but it weighs about 13 pounds.
And yes, that really is my skull.
not-actually-that-cool tagged me in the question thingy (I’m always OK with being tagged in these, even though I don’t tag other people because I get sad when they don’t do it, plus I stink at coming up with good questions).
1. What is your favorite day of the week?
I honestly usually can’t tell one from the other. I generally prefer weekdays to weekends, though, because Match Game ‘76 comes on at 5am on weekdays.
2. Do you like your mother?
Most of the time she’s pretty groovy.
3. Last book you read?
Self-Working Mental Magic by Karl Fulves (a magic book counts, right?)
4. How do you feel about garden gnomes?
I doubt I’d ever buy any, but I’m not bothered by them unless they’re telling me to go and smell the roses.
5. Are you ready to be a grown up yet?
Not in the slightest. I’m ill-prepared in just about every way possible.
6. How many hours of sleep do you get in a night?
It probably averages out to 7-8 per night — as long as you count the times when I stay up for 2 to 2½ days followed by 16-18 hours of sleep. If I sleep on consecutive days, I’m lucky to get 6 hours.
7. Why are you even on tumblr?
If it weren’t for tumblr, I’d have no friends at all.
8. How is your room decorated?
Above my bed, I’ve got two animation cels from Who Framed Roger Rabbit in a single frame — a before and after set from when he drinks the whiskey and goes all Technicolor.
On the opposite wall are the mini attraction posters that came in the 2014 calendar I bought at Disneyland last year. And over my window is a big dark blue bedsheet to keep out the light that bleeds in through the weird opaque cloth blinds this house has so I can sleep during the day.
9. What is the favorite vacation you ever went on?
I think I’ve got to pick my first trip to Walt Disney World in 1999. It was a bucket list item, and my first time really understanding the difference in scale. Even though I stayed off-property and had to sit through time share presentations every morning to board the hotel bus to the parks, it was a totally new experience and I absolutely fell in love with the place (but in a totally different way from the way I love Disneyland).
10. Do you have a favorite sport?
I’ve always been a baseball fan above all else.
11. What is your favorite memory?
The day I got hired at Disneyland in 1994. I was so giddy with excitement! It was another bucket list item, and one that ended far too soon. But the amazement that I felt at the time is something I’ll never forget.