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Sometimes I wonder the difference between chores and journeys. I mean, I know that there is no broader goal that I am striving for when I shower, but other things seem to progress. Whatever I was listening to when I was working out stopped today and I realized that, despite the fact that I was riding a bicycle, I wasn't really going anywhere. I mean, in the broader sense I was traveling toward fitness, but at that moment I wasn't moving at any measurable speed. At that point I concluded that I was only moving forward in time. I thought about it and wondered if spending an hour and a half every day spinning my guns with heavy things and elaborate levers would give me a better life. I was feeling pretty tired and decided that todays destination was only 26 minutes, so I shrugged it off and dismounted.
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[25 Sep 2007|01:48pm] |
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It's hard to figure out when I should come back up to RWC and hang out with people. I'm up there at least 3 times a week anyway to take care of my granpa, so its not like I'll have not seen people for a long time, but at the same time I'm missing out on the typical fun stuff like just watching tv and playing games with people. I guess I'd better get the 360 hooked up and buy halo. It's just hard not to take off from work early and spend the afternoon at my parent's house. I loved living there and its hard getting out. I guess I'll just come up (off schedule) when theres something going on like a LAN party or seeing a movie or poker ( I would love to have a poker night with people every week).
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| Back from the dead |
[24 Sep 2007|08:34pm] |
I guess I'll take ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) progressinacan's advice. It seems like the right thing to do. As this is my first night living in my new place, I'm feeling a little homesick already. I think that this will be a good way to let people know that I haven't dropped off the face of the earth. Even though I've only moved 30 miles, i already feel disconnected. Though, I imagine that I will keep doing the same things i normally do with people, as I'm only 30 minutes away.
I'm surrounded by boxes, but depleted of the will to unpack. Except with the exception of Amy and my Dad, I've more or less moved all of this crap here. I was told of an impending possession apocalypse when I move even further away, say to the east coast when I get into a doctoral program. Most of things I took great care to move here will soon be sold or given away as they would not be worth taking.
I guess that theres not that much to say. Beginning my new life and ending the old is both exciting and scary. Hopefully I will have more meaningful things to say as I continue.
-Mike
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| Waiting for HL to load, thinking of you. |
[20 Sep 2003|08:09pm] |
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I'm sitting here, waiting for Half Life to load, the opening credits are reallt long and boring. I've never played it, but it seems fun. We put in the new Video Accelerator, but we are waiting for Justin to get here. That's why I'm playing HL.
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| Death's Design |
[20 Sep 2003|04:18pm] |
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I'm at Ryan's house, updating on my new computer. I think that I'm gonna Give my old computer to louise after I strip it of what I want. It currently has:
Pentium III 800 Mhz processor
2 Memory Chips: one 128mb ram, and one 256mb ram
2 Hard Drives: one 40gb, one 80gb
1 Video Accelerator: one Nvidia GEforce 4 with 32or64mb
I want the Video Accelerator and the 80gb Hard Drive to put into this one. That's a given. I think I'm also going to give the 256mb ram chip to Jason Luras because he needs it for his "new" computer. I know that Louise needs a computer, but I doubt that she would even know that it's missing. Jason needs it so he can play computer games, Louise does not. I'm just trying to benefit the greater good, here.
Tonight I'm gonna bring over my other computer to Ryan's house so we can harvest it.
-Dont make up useless skills!
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| They must hate America |
[20 Sep 2003|11:28am] |
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I was watching Fox News this morning and I learned from an interview with someone from the Fox Sports Channel that the women's soccer league is undermining America. That they should be doing something else more beneficial to society. I guess they should just leave the sports to the men and go back to the kitchen or something.
Ooop, ryan called and I'm gonna go to his house now. I'll update more from there.
-Only one person in a million would find that funny. Yes, we call that the Dennis Miller Ratio.
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| Rush!Rush! |
[18 Sep 2003|05:09pm] |
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I have to make this a quickie because I have to leave soon and I have to get back to work before I leave because I don't want to seem like a slacker. =P
After work I'm gonna go to ryan's house and get the new computer. I'm not sure of what I will do with the old one. I know of one Louise that could use it, but we may be able to find another for her.
Gotta go!
-We are the Cavity Creeps!!
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| A marathon |
[18 Sep 2003|06:59am] |
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I'm gonna go to school today, but then work afterwards. I normally just go to work or school, bit both in one day, but today I'm gonna see if I can get some extra cash. I'm gonna need it because last night I arranged to buy a decent desktop from Ryan's Dad's Friend. As you can see, that is a tenious connection already. That's why Ryan is gonna check it all out and make sure it's legit. I'm probably not gonna get home until 7:30 or something. Yay, a 12 hour day.
-Terrapasshhiiii!!
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| My tummy hurts |
[17 Sep 2003|04:42pm] |
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That's right, my tummy hurts and you'd better not make fun of me or else I'll tell my mommy on you. Maybe it hurts beacuse over the past few hours I've eaten seven of those caffinated chocolate mints. It doesn't really matter beacuse in a few minutes it will stop and that painful episode of my life will meet it's commerades in the realm of the forgotten.
Recently I have felt like writing a short story. Nothing epic, but something fun and light. Actually I've had this feeling since I read Carmen's post about wanting to write a story, herself. I know that I am able to write something good becaquse I have before a few times. Ever since I had regular English IV in high school after completing the gauntlet of AP English 1-3 I knew that if I wanted to and had time, I could write a best seller. (yeah, I know I'm exaggerating, but I'm on an ego trip)
In English IV, we had an asignment to write a short story, and that I did. I wrote a really cool one about a forsaken samurai because I was really pumped up after having watched Samurai Jack. It was really good. It had beautiful figurative language and a really core plot that was completely established and resolved within the page limit. I'm not just saying this because it satisfied myself, people really liked it. My english teacher read it out loud, to the class not just as one of the three best, but as the best of the three he chose to read. After he finished reading it my classmates started clapping, actually clapping. They listened to the whole damn thing and appreciated it.
I'm going to see The Matrix on Friday for extra credit and a discussion afterwards. I think I'd still do it ever if there wasn't any extra credit involved. If anybody else is going, I'd like to coordinate something so that we all could sit together or something. I'm free to give rides if needed.
-I have The POWER!
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| It's like a big "fuck you" on my doorstep |
[16 Sep 2003|07:47pm] |
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Yesterday I got my stuff from Think Geek. Namely, a Game Over shirt and some Penguin Mints. This would normally be good news, right? Well, there was a little twist. The package was so beat up by the time it got to my door that my dad had to straighten it up in order to read the label. It really was a big "fuck you" on my doorstep.
I finished watching the 38th episode of Naruto today. It is an excellent anime. It isn't ground breaking or anything, just excellent. There isn't any real journey into the heart of the human condition. It doesn't have some kind of new technology or technique when it comes to the animation style.
Today we learned about Plato and his philosopy on life. He believes that there are many things that we see and experience in the course of normal perception. On another plane of existence accessable by the mind there is one thing that is the ideal form of all those many things. For example: there are many cups in the world, but there is an ideal cup that exists only on a plane percievable by the mind. When I refer to a cup you think of the ideal form of a cup, whatever that may be.
Now I know that this is a stretch, but I can think of Naruto in these terms. I think that if there really is some ideal action-fighting anime, Naruto is as close as I have seen any of the many action-fighting animes get. The voice acting is good, the art is good, but the story itself is excellently written and that is the best bart of any anime. That is why Naruto is excellent.
Oh...fuck you, livejournal. I just tried to update and it fucking failed. It's a damn good thing that I remembered to copy my post before updating
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| *fart* That's a load off my mind! |
[15 Sep 2003|04:52pm] |
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Yesterday I went to my grandparents house to wish my grandma a happy birthday. When we got there, my grandma was on the phone and hardly acknowledged our existence. She had a reasonable excuse that she was talking to a friend of hers that she hardly talks to. Call her back. It's not that hard. You call us over there and demand our presence, but no, we just sat there for ten fucking minutes trying to have a conversation over her's.
I recieved Fat Land from my uncle. I was initially insulted. "Are you calling me fat?" But then I realized that it wasn't some kind of wieght loss program, but the psychology of the fattness of America. Why it exists instead of how to solve it. Now I am interested in it, but I have so many books to read not including my textbooks.
Here is a list off the top of my head of the books I am in the middle of or planning on reading at the moment:
The Castle
Atlas Shrugged
The Story of Philosophy
[ Error: Irreparable invalid markup ('<a [...] http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/0553277472/qid>') in entry. Owner must fix manually. Raw contents below.] Yesterday I went to my grandparents house to wish my grandma a happy birthday. When we got there, my grandma was on the phone and hardly acknowledged our existence. She had a reasonable excuse that she was talking to a friend of hers that she hardly talks to. Call her back. It's not that hard. You call us over there and demand our presence, but no, we just sat there for ten fucking minutes trying to have a conversation over her's. I recieved <a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0618380604/qid=1063670385/sr=2-3/ref=sr_2_3/102-3163218-1976934">Fat Land</a> from my uncle. I was initially insulted. "Are you calling me fat?" But then I realized that it wasn't some kind of wieght loss program, but the psychology of the fattness of America. Why it exists instead of how to solve it. Now I am interested in it, but I have so many books to read not including my textbooks. Here is a list off the top of my head of the books I am in the middle of or planning on reading at the moment: <a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0805210393/qid=1063670746/sr=2-2/ref=sr_2_2/102-3163218-1976934">The Castle</a> <a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/0451191145/qid=1063670792/sr=1-1/ref=sr_1_1/102-3163218-1976934?v=glance&s=books">Atlas Shrugged</a> <a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0671739166/qid=1063670848/sr=2-2/ref=sr_2_2/102-3163218-1976934">The Story of Philosophy</a> <a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0140042598/qid=1063670889/sr=2-1/ref=sr_2_1/102-3163218-1976934>On The Road</a> <a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/0553277472/qid=1063671054/sr=1-1/ref=sr_1_1/102-3163218-1976934?v=glance&s=books">The Zen and Art of Motorcycle Maintenance</a> Wow, that's a big list. |
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[14 Sep 2003|08:40pm] |
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Jeezus, people, did you all get lives all of a sudden? There have been like no posts today and i need entertainment. What am I supposed to do? Homework? I don't think so.
Last night's LAN was pretty fun, but it was more of a party than a a LAN. we only played one game once with only 4 people. I thank that's why Matt didn't stay there. He wanted to LAN all night, but everyone else just wanted to hang out. It's too bad James had to leave early, but he did forsake other obligations to be there. I salute him for that.
We watched this show in the middle of the night called caught or captured. It was about coroners and the death they encounter. Some of these people are really creepy, getting excited over "floaters". I haven't seen anyone actually put on another person's finger until last night. I looked at my finger today and imagined it on another persons hand. Creepy...
-It's not just a way of life, it's a fucking adventure!
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| If I had a nickel..... |
[13 Sep 2003|08:46am] |
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My parents call on me to do things a lot. Granted, it's not like I'm working 3 jobs to support the family, but they really do ask me to do things more now than they used to. Maybe it's beacuse it seems like I have more free time than others, but I really don't. I have a more relaxing schedule but I am going to school full time and working 16.5 hours a week.
For example: right now I'm taking care of a puppy, not because I asked for the job, but beacuse there was genuinely no one else here to do it. In fact, the dog's owner asked my mom if my mom could take care of the puppy and my mom said no but then offerred my services. Yeah, she called me first, but isn't is strange to do a favor for someone else to make my mom happy?
I'm not complaining. My parents did a whole lot of stuff for me when I was younger and I don't mind helping them out from time. This stuff really adds up, though, and after all of the rides I've given, the dogs I've taken care of, and the deliveries I've made, I think that I'm a damn good son to them.
-You make our walls bleed RIGHT NOW!
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| I was just thinking. |
[12 Sep 2003|09:28pm] |
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I must seem like a jerk if you don't know me well. Whenever I interact with people I'm not comfortable around I'm really quiet and I don't make eye contact. There must be so many people that think I don't like them when I actually do. I'm really a nice guy. Really. Trust me!
-I'm just scared and ashamed of what I seem to be
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| Yummy Mango beats Strong Jasmine! |
[12 Sep 2003|04:56pm] |
I'm sitting here, updating while eating yummy mango ice cream. I had a choice between this and some strong jasmine ice cream. Like that's even a choice. I hate jasmine tea, why would I like it in ice cream form?
I added a few people to my friends list including Carmen, Alec, and Danielle. Yay! I think it is odd, though, that some people have been on my friends list for a long time, but I'm not on their's. No, I'm not some kind of voyeuristic freak who enjoys reading about strangers' lives. If I wanted to do that, I'd watch the news. Everybody on my friends list I either know, or know by association.
I guess Matt is gonna get a LJ account. Cool! I hope he makes the most of it. A LJ account can be a useful tool, not only to stay connected to your friends, but to understand yourself better. Sometimes I don't even know how I feel about something until I post it here. My LJ code will not be wasted.
-Rooby Roo?
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| *generic witty title* |
[11 Sep 2003|06:28am] |
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Yay! Only one more day of school without everybody's best friend, Caffeene. I ordered some penguin mints recently and they're scheduled to come on monday. That r0x0rs my insid3s. My boss recognized the penguin mints when I was explaining them to her.
Apparrently the same distribution company that gets TenRen products into stores in america, does the same for penguin mints. They gave her a free sample once and she couldn't figure out who would but them, but now she knows the answer, College Students!
I think I say and type apparrently and obviously too much. there is this little voice inside of me that alwyas tells me, "If it's obvious to the reader, they don't need to be told that" whenever I write it. I will try to stop. I think I've been sucessully taking it out of my formal writing, but obviously I haven't taken it out of things like this.
-You all suck! I'm goin to 'Nam
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| I have a headache, does that count as a subject. |
[10 Sep 2003|04:44pm] |
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It's not like a super migrane headache, but it still hurts, kinda. I'm considering getting it, but then I'd be outta painkillers here. Contrary to certain comic book style action/shootem up games, there is no cabinet here at work in the bathroom containing 4 bottles of painkillers. Why would there be 4 seperate bottles of painkillers, anyway? Wouldn't one big one suffice?
I feel like I'm stretching it. Why update at all if I have nothing to say, right? Right.
-Is this really the end?!
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[09 Sep 2003|03:46pm] |
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I feel kinda tired because I awoke at 5:30 this morning just as She was going to sleep. I watched 3 episodes of Natuto before going to school this morning an watched episode 28 when I got home. I wonder if there are any other sources of naruto so I can get even more recent ones once I'm done downloading these.
I played the demo of XIII and I love it. It's a regular FPS but with so much style. It looks/feels/sounds cool and I will definately buy the full version. Matt thinks it's decent, but unrealistic. I don't care. It's cool realistic or not.
I think that I will reveal a secret to someone that I think should be told. Is it wrong to keep someone in the dark when you're in a position to help them? I think that they should know what is going on, even if I have to keep it a secret from the one who created the original secret. I think that it works out best this way. People say that telling lies only gets you wrapped up in them. I say that people only have that problem when they can't keep track of what every individual person thinks. I can keep track.
-Any chance I get to talk about fecies, I'll take.
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| Uh-0h Spaghetti-0s |
[08 Sep 2003|05:12pm] |
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I stupidly made a stupid stupid mistake! Stupid!!! I took this damn Geography class for a requirement that is met by another class I'm taking this semseter, my fucking PsychoBiology class!!!! Now, If I had realized this dumb mistake before, I could have done something about it. Seriously, I could have taken care of this properly 2 days ago, I would have been set, but no. I have to take this dumb Geograpy class for no reason. I guess I will just have to suck it up and take this rediculously impractical class. Oh well, it can't turn out as bad as that shitty French Telecourse.
-Portabello Road? What kind of name is that?
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