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|Friday, July 17th, 2015|
"I worry about paying rent
She worries about getting a basket to hold magazines."
That was saved as a draft from who knows when. We both worry about rent now. It sucks.
I am a professional driver. I guess. Beep beep.
Peace, fleece and bubble beace? Meh.
|Sunday, October 30th, 2011|
|It's been a long time
I'm generally unhappy in my life at this point and I'm not sure what I want to do.
I don't want to do anything.
This too shall pass, as all things do.
|Monday, July 12th, 2010|
So my phone's been having trouble. It froze up a few times about a week ago. Then a few more times during the week. Then last Thursday it froze bad. I usually have to take out the battery and replace it to have it unfrozen. This time it was frozen still when I replaced it. So I called t-mobile.
We verified information and I explained my problem. He asked a few questions about it. Then he said:
"Based on the information you've given you should get a replacement phone." I said okay.
"Your warranty is expired so I can offer a few other phones." I asked how long warranties last.
"Phones warranties usually last a year."
"When was mine up?"
"So what kind of phone are you looking for?"
"Something like mine."
"Okay, we have a phone here I think you'd like. It's the Nokia Nuron. It has a touch screen, it can go online and it's only $9.00 a month for 19 months."
"I'm looking for something more like
"What features are you looking for?"
"I need a phone that can make phones calls and send text messages."
"Oh." He said it in a real disappointed, surprised voice. "Is there a price range we need to be in?"
"Something on the less expensive side."
"I have a phone I think you're going to really like. It's a Samsung t239. it's red and I think you'll really like it. It has [list of features] and it's only $4 a month. I think you'd really like this phone." A little silence as I think of the best way to say that I should just look on my own. "You should probably just look online when you get a chance to see what you like."
"That sounds like a good idea." Some closing pleasantries followed.
He was a very nice fellow, and I'm sure just following what they're supposed to do when it comes to selling, it just makes me laugh. That one is so expensive. I can't find my phone for sale on t-mobile anymore, but I see it for $130 or so on amazon. Lame. I'll probably just go for the cheapest one from t-mobile.
I'm actually thinking less about doing it. I reset my phone the other day and it had some problems that day and the next, but it's been fine since then. I'll give it a little while longer to see if the problem returns. I think it was because I never bothered to delete my messages, so when I finally did it was overwhelmed. It was something like 2000 messages, maybe more. I can't remember.
I had an odd happening this weekend. I received an emergency call this weekend, which is not so weird. It involves opening the store and giving the person what they ordered. I, luckily, have gotten people that were just picking up, but Dave gave me a story about coming in one time and being with the guy for over an hour because it wasn't the item he was looking for and they were trying to find it. Anyway, let's give the event the once over.
I was called at 6:15. I got to work at 6:40 or so. I found the order brought and it to the counter. I saw the guy at the front door, he picked up the item and left. I went to the office computer and put in my time, submit my expenses, and requested emergency call pay. I locked up the building and got in my car around 7, maybe a bit before. This is where it goes down.
I remembered a bouncy ball that went into the bushes in our neighbor's parking lot, so I decided to drive around to their parking lot. As I came to the end of our driveway I saw headlights reflecting off the building across the street coming from the driveway I want to head to. So I decide to drive past and I saw an Audi sitting in the parking lot. I decide I still want the ball, so I drive around the block with the intention of going back into our parking lot and walking the long way through the bushes. As I make it back to the building I see car next to the back door, the one I just came out of. My manager drives an Audi.
Weird. He's not here today, or else I'd ask him about it. I'll ask tomorrow. That's some weird stuff man.
|Tuesday, July 6th, 2010|
|Life is going on.
My arm looks completely better, though it still hurts a little if I push on it. I think my eye looks better too, I haven't taken a good look at it lately. How else can I get hurt?
Anyway, I saw my mom's youngest brother and his family for the second time ever over the weekend. It was nice. The kids are pretty old now, since I saw them about 10 years ago. Melvin is 21 and Lupita is 18, turning 19. It's nice when people are around your age. Watching those little kids gets very tiresome. I made the one little kid cry and his brother joined in. He's into his double digits, he shouldn't be crying about getting a water balloon taken away. Sister yelled at him at one point, which is super scary if you've never seen it before. Lousy side track...
So my mother's family goes like this: My mom, Uncle Ray, Uncle Nelson, Uncle Melvin, Uncle Tito, Uncle Reuben. My mom's mother died giving birth to Melvin. The kids were told someone to the effect of the mother and baby died. Melvin was given to their father's sister. Their father remarried and had two more kids. When everyone was moving up to Jersey they told Melvin that he was their brother. He got upset and didn't talk to the family again until 10 years or so ago.
Pretty wild if you ask me. This was only my second time seeing everyone. Though Lupita was here a couple months ago, I spent most of the time asleep because I was sick. It was nice to see everyone. They're good kids and nice parents. It's always nice to have someone on the puerto rican side that I like, since there are so many that I don't. We're thinking about taking a trip out to Illinois to see them, probably next summer.
This is so poorly written. Thanks for distracting me, work. Gosh!
|Tuesday, June 29th, 2010|
|The cat goes meow, the cow goes moo
I'm playing the first Prince of Persia.
I'm watching The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, the tv series.
I want to watch Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood.
I want to take a vacation, but there are no full weeks until November.
Life goes on.
|Monday, June 21st, 2010|
Monday yet again? Where did last week go? It seems like it's still last week, since my arm is still bruised and all. It's actually gotten a bit worse, through my own fault most likely. I was doing a lot of throwing, and it looks like it probably started bleeding again inside. Wild, I know. Let's run through the week briefly.
I of course don't recall doing anything during the week, each day is exactly the same after all. I probably watched some stuff. I think I started and finished The Tick. Also the cartoon Archer. Both are fun. Not sure what else I've watched. I started playing a Magic the Gathering game because I'm a loser and I love it. I guess that's about it. Oh yeah, a little ToeJam & Earl as well, parts 1 and 2. Busy week, I know.
This weekend just past we ventured out to the state fair, us being myself, Asia, and Quang. Michelle came a bit later as well. So it was te fair. We went on a whole bunch of silly rides and walked through a lot of fun houses. It was pretty enjoyable. Kelly was there with a friend. She did not say hello to me. BURN. Saturday, the day we went, was listed as tomato fight day!
Ah, who doesn't love a tomato fight. Well, I wasn't sure if I loved one. So I threw some tomatoes. It was fun. I threw a lot of them. My arm was really tired, but I kept throwing. It's nice working through the tired. What I didn't see was my blood giving arm getting redder and redder. All the movement must have made it bleed out inside a bit. So now my lame odd colored black and blue is a nice rosie red. It looks pretty bad. And since it's now a week and a half after I should probably consider going to a doctor and seeing if everything's alright. Fun!
Oh yeah, I also got a black eye, from the tomato fight. It started as about 20 or so people on each side with a nice big area in the middle. Quang and I threw for a while, got some nice hits. Then Michelle got there, so we left and brought her in. We walked around for a minute and I brought us back to it. We went in again. This time it was about a dozen people on one side and six on the other. We were on the 6. It eventually dropped down to three of us, Asia, Michelle and myself. There was still a dozen on the other side, mostly younger kids now. And the young kids were fearless, mostly since we weren't aiming for them. The one ran around the side and came up next to me and threw it at me. He was maybe five feet away. He hit me in the back/shoulder area. I turned to look and just stared at him in disbelief. Then I got hit in the eye by one of the carnie folk that joined in. He threw pretty hard. Exciting!
So now my eye is black and blue, my arm is dark red and black and blue, and my pride is just a little hurt. Oh, and my body is killing me. It hurts to laugh. That's all for last week. Lamezor.
|Monday, June 14th, 2010|
|Well on my way
So it's Monday. Again. Seems like every day is Monday.
The weekend was lame. I'm over it.
What do I have to look forward to? I think I'm going to buy a tv. Why not, right? I have nothing else to do.
I want to quit my job. I'd have to pay back the classes they paid for. It's a few thousand. I can live with that. I'll give it to my next anniversary, in August. I should inquire about the paying back of classes.
|Saturday, June 12th, 2010|
What I wouldn't give to have people I talked to regularly. My life is so lonely sometimes.
|Friday, June 11th, 2010|
My arm hurts. Not so much all the time, or even when I move it, but mostly if I try to straighten it out or bend it too far. It's because I gave blood yesterday. While it wasn't my first time, it seemed like the first time of the woman that put the needle in. I remember thinking, I wonder how she knows how far to go... oh, she has no idea. She went right through the vein. She backed out a bit, but not all the way and missed again. She backed out a bit, but not all the way again
and missed once more. Then another girl saw and told her to just tape it down and back away, a very nice, young argentinian girl. She found the vein right away. And the water flowed like wine.
Are there any wine's that have something in the bottle? Well, imagine there is a wine that has something in the bottle, maybe to add flavor? You're trying to empty the bottle and it gets clogged. That's my vein. The blood was clotting. It had stopped for a few minutes before someone noticed. It had to be readjusted, then it flowed like wine again. But that same bottle cause it stopped again. This time she she just repositioned my arm and told me to roll it out.
Did you know there is a time limit on giving blood? You have twenty minutes from the first needle prick. I hit the twenty minutes. In fact, I didn't finish my bag because I hit the twenty minutes. Then they of course made me wait forever until she thought I felt fine. I felt fine pretty fast, they didn't take much blood after all. I must not have looked too good though, the air conditioner was on and I was freezing. I was also very laughy. I probably looked like I was having a seizure. Sweet!
Well, that was all. My arm still hurts. It's not really black and blue, though they said it would be. My finger is actually black and blue, which is lame. All in all, it was totally worth a $20 Best Buy gift card. I'm going to go out and get a hooker with it.
|Thursday, June 10th, 2010|
I guess I feel a bit better today. I guess that day really does just get me depressed. Lame. It went fine overall I guess. Work is work. It's been terrible the last couple weeks, and yesterday was no exception. I had a big bowl of shrimp for dinner, then watched some movies. I watched Bandidas and Asia came over for Date Night. Then I played video games for a few minutes and bought a few games. I'm weak like that.
Bandidas was fine. The acting was fine, the story was fine, length was fine, and the ladies were fine. I don't regret watching it I guess, that's the best endorsement I can give. Date Night was pretty funny. I enjoy these wild, action packed comedies, like this and Pineapple Express. They are just so enjoyable. Though I think I enjoyed Pineapple Express a bit more than this. It was funny and all, but not super funny or anything. And it was fast moving, but not super fast moving or anything. Tina Fey looked pretty fantastic in it. In fact she had on a costume at one point that was very similar to the costumes Salma Hayek and Penelope Cruz wore at one point. Nice.
I want karaoke Friday.
|Wednesday, June 9th, 2010|
|Just a day, just an ordinary day
How do you make a day go your way when you have no control over it? I think I shall try faking it. I shall look back at the end of the day at all that has happened and decide that everything that happened was exactly what I wanted to happen today. Simple enough. Then the day would have been exactly what I wanted. My resistance to change and laziness to find a new job might have me doing this more often. Each work day lately has been absolutely terrible. I suppose I can update my monster profile. That's how I found this job after all. Eh.
Life is what you take from it, right? I've never really been the greedy type. Is that something to instill in kids as they grow up? They'd be bastards to raise, but they'd be set for adult life. Though, they'd probably be ass hole adults too. Lame.
I just don't really like life. I don't like people as a whole. I of course like people I know, but as a whole, don't care for them. I just want to move away to a simpler place, where I have to keep a written journal instead. A place without tv and internet would be nice, somewhere far away from here. Just give me some electricity and running water and I'd be set. I'd be able to catch up on some reading. I'd probably be in better shape as well.
It's just that time of year I guess. The time of year when I get depressed about everything. It's really just the same as any other day. I'm only a day older than yesterday and a year older than a year ago. There's no reason I shouldn't be here today. It hasn't even been that horrible yet. I still wish I were home though, by myself, trying to fall asleep still. Sleeping through the entire day would be my ideal day, but that's just not an option at this point. Besides, I've already decided that everything that happens is exactly what I wanted to happen. I'm such a baby sometimes.
Let's just get through this day, this ordinary day.
|Tuesday, June 8th, 2010|
So that was all from seeing Christopher Walken in A Behanding in Spokane. After the show I commented on how I enjoyed all the cursing and everything. Asia said that he was very racist, sexist and homophobic. I didn't see how he was sexist. She said he used the word cunt. I'm pretty sure anyone can be called a cunt without it being too weird, as opposed to calling a white person a nigger which is just odd. She said it was sexist though.
I dropped it and moved on to wondering how he is homophobic. She said because he called the other character gay. The character obviously wasn't gay, he said it as an insult because he kept crying. I asked how that was homophobic. She said because he kept calling him gay, or a fag, I forget. I said that it doesn't make him homophobic. He's just being insulting and insensitive towards homosexuals. Maybe if the term is expanding to meaning using anything gay in any way that is not how it was meant to be used? I'm losing myself now.
It's been a long day and a few hours after I wrote most of this. A long, terrible day. I complained one day about how a fellow at work was very proud of himself for selling an expensive item. I told him that all he did was reduce the price, I sold the item. The customer called me. I had set up the account. I had ordered the item into the branch. If I hadn't done that he would not have been able to get a better price for the customer, we only do pricing on established accounts. He told me I didn't do anything to help. I ignored it. Who cares? We don't get commission. Today he was recognized as the district employee of the quarter. He got a little award, the option to pick an item out of the recognition catalog, and $100 VISA gift card. The catalog item is usually something dumb like a clock or an ipod, like he got for his 20th anniversary. But that's a $100 gift card. All he did was ask for better pricing! He didn't recognize the customer need for anything. I don't think I deserve anything, I didn't go above and beyond, but I don't think he deserves it either. What did he do that was above and beyond?
I fucking hate my job. I want to quit. I think I may have to quit if things don't change. I fucking hate my job.
|Monday, June 7th, 2010|
I was walking through Penn Station in NY the other day and a fellow ran into me. Ran into me. It knocked me back onto the floor pretty hard. I immediately apologized, that's just how I am, and the guy yelled at me. He said, "You better be fuckin' sorry."
Seriously? So I told the fellow that he actually ran into the side of me. I had no way to see him. He said, "It's just like a white guy to blame a brotha'."
I was pretty mad now, but I'm a big baby so I said whatever and started to walk away. Now he ran up and pushed my back. "Don't fuckin walk away from me."
Real pissed, I yelled, "You fucking nigger."
Am I a racist? This of course never happened, no one ran into me. It wouldn't get that far anyway, I really am a big baby. Nevertheless, am I a racist? Anyone around the area would say yes. Sure, he ran into me, but I called him a nigger. It would be hard for anyone in that area to not think I was a racist. I wouldn't think I was a racist. I'd say I was angry and rude. How could I really be racist? I've had black friends, I have a black girlfriend, I get along with my girlfriend's family. How could I be racist? But all those people would call me racist anyway.
Well you have to be a little racist to call someone that, right? Why can't I not be racist at all and just angry? What about when two black guys are mad at each other and one calls the other a nigger? Is that racism? If I'm going to be called racist for getting mad at one black person, I don't see why a black person shouldn't be called racist for getting mad at another black guy. Sure it doesn't make sense, but neither does labeling someone as racist for using a racial slur.
I really don't think every use of a racial slur makes you a racist. Racially insensitive, perhaps? When someone gets convicted for killing someone in the heat of the moment, it's always a lesser sentence than a premeditated murder. If I call someone a nigger in the heat of an argument I am being insensitive to that person's race. I'm not saying that they are inferior due to their race. I'm simply using the most offensive thing I can to make them angry. If I was walking down the street and I said, "Get outta my way you nigger," that would make me think the person is probably racist. So a context issue for me? I guess.
It's all just over my head. I don't understand it. I think people are too sensitive, but that's just an opinion. An opinion that is not backed by a racial history of oppression. How could I understand? Sometimes I wish I were a Jew, then I'd be set. I could say all these things and who could say something against me? Thousands of years of oppression! Oh well. My opinion holds no value. I'm white and against the majority. Aside from that, my girlfriend has never responded to anything I've ever said on the topic of race. I take it that she thinks my views are so skewed they are not worth the time. But without opposition I am forced to believe my side. I guess I should do some research or something.
|Friday, June 4th, 2010|
I hate it. I'm tired of phone calls. I hate them. I can't do this for more than a year. These non-stop calls are killer.
Anyway, I just made it past the halfway point in Black Adder. Hugh Laurie is a regular character now, he had a brief appearance at the end of the second series. I think I may have like the first the most. I'm not sure. They're pretty much all the same. Lots of ridiculous. But his character in the second and third is just so confident. The first series he was a sniveling coward. It was fun.
I also watched the third season of The Guild. It wasn't as good as the first two, but still enjoyable. It was a bit rough to watch on the big screen, very choppy. Maybe my connection was just slow, but Black Adder was fine, so maybe not.
I'm glad the weekend is here. I want to go outside. I walked around yesterday cause I was bored. I'd walk around the whole town if I had more time. Yesterday I only walked out to the area behind Kawameeh. It was enjoyable. Maybe I'll venture back and work on finding my way to the tower. Or just continue wandering around and smashing stuff with a stick. I like that, yes.
Just about time to go...
|Thursday, June 3rd, 2010|
This week has been pretty shite so far. Nothing but shitty customers all week. It's annoying. I don't care for it. I'm going to get told that this job isn't for me anymore. Then I'm going to cry a bit. Oh well I guess. I'd watch movies nonstop for a week until I got super sick. It'd be awesome.
I watched Summer of Sam yesterday. I felt it was incredibly long. Way too long for me. The end was enjoyable though.
I don't feel like typing anymore today.
|Tuesday, June 1st, 2010|
|Do you like cheese?
Tuesday. It was a nice weekend. Not long enough of course. Never is. Had a giant steak on Saturday. A nice BBQ on Sunday. Driving range on Monday. It was pretty relaxing each day. I started the Black Adder series. I'm into the second series. It's pretty entertaining. It's pretty ridiculous. I like it. House should be in the third series I think. I'm not sure. I should be done with it in no time. I also watched the series Ctrl. It's 10 episodes of 3 to 5 minutes long. It was very short, but very enjoyable. I'll probably show that to people. Maybe not, it's only on Hulu.
As far as movies, I only saw one this weekend. It was Mother's Little Helpers. It was pretty lame. It's a pretty basic coming of age movie. The badass rebel kid trying to fit in and finally not be kicked out of a 20k a semester school. Gee, life is so rough. Eh. It's listed as still in post production, so maybe it'll get better in editing? I hope so.
I think I'm tired of my job. Super tired of it. I still haven't heard anything back about my application yet, which is disappointing. It would be really nice to just hear anything back. Oh well. I've been dreading coming back to work, I guess after what happened last week. It shouldn't really make a difference, but I just don't feel like I can get back into it anymore. I should start working out. I've fallen out of shape quite a bit. I get sore everytime I do anything physical. I'm just so lazy. I have a lot to work on I guess.
|Friday, May 28th, 2010|
Talk about some interesting two days.
On Wednesday I was confronted by the manager. He wanted to know if everything was fine. I said yes. He asked if I was sure. I said well, I guess not. I then told him about my bad phone habits, like calling my voice mail to tie up my line. He also asked if I was hanging up the phone. I said sometimes. And he asked about a call I let go for 45 minutes where the customer forgot to hang-up. I said I didn't notice at first, but when I did I let it go to get out of taking more calls. He thanked me for my honesty about everything. Then he said it was already all known and it was an HR issue now. This was midday Wednesday.
Wednesday before I went home I was given a formal write-up. It is considered the last warning, next step is termination. I was also given a day suspension without pay. The fellow in the office with me had the same thing happen. He was more in trouble for the hang-ups. He hung-up on 60 people on Tuesday. I mentioned it to a friend in another branch and yesterday she called and said another four people were caught. I'm sure I'll find out more about the others soon enough.
That was my small excitement. I decided not to say anything to anyone. I figured I'd just pretend to go to work. I also wanted to sleep late, so I told my parents that I was going in late because I had to stay late on Monday and we don't get overtime. I then told them I was going into the city after to see a play, since I was. So that was covered. I left home around 10 drove around the corner and changed. I started driving again and saw Asia asked to talk to me. I quick parked, rolled up my windows and told her to call.
So she calls after a few minutes. She just got laid-off. Her boss said that contracts was not for her. Which is probably accurate, but Asia asked and her boss said she didn't really have a problem with her work. I'm sure that's not quite accurate. Asia was talking about it one day and how her boss has to check over the contracts to make sure she did it right, which probably shouldn't need to be done a year later. A few months ago, during raises, her boss said she wouldn't be getting a raise because she felt like Asia didn't want to be there. So this was in the works for a while I guess. She got six weeks severance at least, which is nice. Oh well!
So I drove around for a bit, ended up at the Menlo Mall and walked around a bit. I left and went to the Woodbridge Mall, since it's down the street. After I walked around there I went I headed south. I squiggled through some roads and after I while I was on 35. I made my way down to the Monmouth Mall. I had some Chik-Fil-A. It was my first time and I would go again. I walked around for a bit and left to head to the train. I told Asia I'd head in early, since I had two hours extra from Monday.
I made it in and her mom made it in a few minutes after. My friend from work called to talk about what was happening. After we headed to Carmine's for family style food. They of course wanted two dishes and an appetizer. The waiter said it was probably too much food. I told them we were only getting one dish and the appetizer and it was still way too much. That's fine. Carmine's is lame. Italian is lame. Moving on.
We saw Fences. It was enjoyable. Denzel is always fun. I was kinda tired, but it held me. It ended and they wanted to see if he'd come outside. So they waited on the sidewalk next to the door. There were barricades set up along the sidewalk and quite a few people waiting. I stood across the street, directly across from the door. I had a completely unobstructed view. He came out and shook some hands, said hi to people, and left. Then Samuel L. Jackson came out. He was probably just watching the show. And that was about it. We ran to the bus and came home.
That's all I guess. I want to sleep late tomorrow. I'm tired.
|Tuesday, May 25th, 2010|
|Time for Tuesday
Monday was okay. We had a meeting after work til about 7. We were given pizza. I love pizza. Now I have two hours I will get back during the week, to cancel out the overtime of course. The manager asked if I had a preference on when I get the hours, then he said most people like to leave early, then he said I might not be able to. I said, okay. That was all I said. So we'll see.
I watch the new J-Lo movie. I forgot the name. Back-Up Plan? Sure. It was pretty lame. Probably not worth the time. Oh well. It was from Jack. It was a nice screener copy, compliments of CBS.
I hope I don't get in trouble. We'll see!
|Monday, May 24th, 2010|
|Another day, another dollar
So it was a pretty okay weekend. I'm only just realizing now that the pad thai I wanted so much was eaten by my dad. I was only kinda hungry so I barely are any. Oh well. I will have to get some more later I guess. That was on Friday. Maybe I watched a movie after? Or tv on dvd? I can't remember. I think we watched an episode of Party Down with Steve Guttenberg. That episode was hilarious.
I didn't do much Saturday. I helped my dad move some stuff at his job. That took a few hours I guess. That night was Kathryn's birthday. It started at her friend Rachel's apartment which was on the waterfront in the lower west side. It was a beautiful area. After that we went to Pyramid, which is always ... yeah. I recognized more songs tonight than ever before, even though it's always 80s night when we go. It was pretty okay. Spent less than expected, always a plus. Then a diner after.
I spent Sunday doing nothing. I watched Torchwood: Children of Earth. It was better than anything else from the show. I enjoyed it. I am also all caught up. Now to find a new tv series to watch. I have a few in mind, but nothing decided yet. We'll see!
|Friday, May 21st, 2010|
The weekend. The motherfucking weekend. It's about time. Now to figure out what to do. Tonight will be with my girlfriend, doing who knows what. What am I in the mood for? I don't know, we'll figure something out. I think I want pad thai. Motherfucking pad thai motherfucker. Mmm. Morris Thai here I come.
Then I'll probably play video games and watch movies all day Saturday. Saturday night will be the city for Kathryn's birthday. I think I'm going to park in Newark and take the Path. It's safer that way, don't know what time I'll be heading home.
I watched Dear John last night. It was lame, but I enjoyed it. Nothing was really terrible about it and nothing was really good. But it had enough whatever for me to enjoy it. I also watched Dirty Pretty Things. I expected an Audrey Tautou movie. It was not. She was barely in it! And her turkish accent was just odd. The movie was not suspenseful. I spent the whole time waiting for it to end. Oh well. They can't all be winners, right?
Tony Siragusa just stopped into the store. I'm in the office, so I didn't see. I saw him when he stopped into Apples one day. That's cool I guess.
I cleared out 60 unread emails in my mailbox. I'm at 241. I'm so lazy.