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V

Has anyone not seen "V for Vendetta" yet? I haven't, and I want to. Maybe some night this coming week we can get some peeps together.

holy sweet god damn where have I been?

I haven't been posting much lately. I've been busy. Lot of time with the girl, and that's been fun. Went out with the guys last night and that was a blast as well. I have a whole list of things I need to get done today. A whole big list. I need to start doing those things.

Ok, that's not much of a post at all really, is it? This site needs pictures.

frosty

Went to Redbones last night for BBQ, and I was still stuffed today. I
had some fries and a Frosty from Wendy's for lunch.

It. Was. Awesome. Just what the doctor ordered.

Happy Easter

I've been away. I just got back. It was a fun weekend I'd say. I like going home and working and not thinking about shit except how to get splinters out of my hand and stuff like that.

On the way back I was trying to think of the most rocking songs of all time. I got the feeling that the 1980's would go unrepresented until AC/DC's "Hells Bells" came on the radio. They may crack the top 5 with maybe that or "Thunderstruck". So far I have these songs as the top 3, and the are all off the top of my head (and in no order, other than the order I thought of them):

1. "Do You Feel Like We Do" by Peter Frampton.
 - This is what I was listening to when I thought of this contest. This is the only song I could think of that could challenge #2 in terms of getting pumped like a ninja.
2. "Freebird" by Lynyrd Skynyrd.
 -Shout that from the back of any bar in America and the band will play it. They have to. It's the law, not to mention the American way.
3. "Stairway to Heaven" by Led Zepplin
 -This is one of the more rocking songs of all time.

One thing I notice in this listing is that the more rocking the song, the more rocking it is live. And that's my Easter post. Enjoy.

My new fan.

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alive

Yes, I am still alive. Alive and busy. The first day of argosy frisbee was tonight and it was a lot of fun. Boy, am I going to be tired. A whole winter's worth of phlegm was loosened up. I'm just getting over a cold that has been pretty nast', too, so some of those remnants were around.

Did I really just type that? Gross! Anyway, running around with friends is always a good time. I am going to sleep well tonight. And by "tonight", I mean now.

back in the saddle

I got my car back. It stops a lot faster now- amazing what brakes will do!

Thanks for the support after my bummed-out post, all y'all.

I have to poop.

success

My car is hurting. As in, it needs a lot of work done on it. The expensive kind. The kind that having a Master's degree in Computer Science should fucking be able to pay for. Actually, no, it shouldn't. That should be paying for a new fucking car. I chose a major in undergrad based on the fact that I didn't want to be broke anymore. I grew up very aware of the fact that money was tight at best, and I didn't want that. And look what that got me. A ten-year-old banged up car, living in a rented apartment with crappy furniture that I've spent a grand total of probably $400 on in my life, student loans due every month, and the thinking that I need to get a second job just to get ahead in life.

I'm beginning to wonder what the point of it all is. I mean, seriously. I've got a six year degree and I'm looking for extra work? What the fuck?

I'm just frustrated. I was just starting to fell like I was getting ahead a little bit, and then this car thing hit me.

Ah fuck it. I just needed to get that off my chest. I'll think of something and I'll get by. I've got my health, so I can't complain. And a lot of folks get by with a lot less I suppose. I've just got some [possibly hard] decisions to make.

quickie

I just had a quick little nap. My clothes are due to come out of the dryer in about five minutes so I'll keep this short... I haven't heard about my car yet.

Bummer.

I have to go to the doctor's tomorrow for a physical. The fun never stops, huh?

watch these

Heat Vision & Jack. Knolwedge is power. For real.

This may be the two Miller High Lifes talking, but this is just plain funny.

excitement

So last night while laying in bed late, drifting off to sleep, I felt the building shake and heard a crash. What the f was that? An earthquake doesn't make the noise of a car crash. But a car crash shouldn't shake my bedroom. I looked out the window quick, and heard a girl from my building shout, "Are you OK?". I heard a guy, hurting, yell to get his kids out.

We fucking bolted down the stairs. The roommate had been up and helped get the kids out along with the people from the Papa John's across the street. The guy looked banged up but ok, the kids seemed ok but I'm sure needed to be checked out. Apparently the guy was cruising down Washington St., fell asleep, and missed the curve in front of our building. He jumped the curb, clipped the sidewalk-side of a suburu, hit the steps out front, glanced off the side of the building, and ended up in our driveway. Airbags out. For some unknown reason the parking spot he ended up in was empty, so that bought them a few feet at the end. It's a miracle no one was just standing on our porch or walking down the sidewalk. Had he been a little more to the right, he would have hit directly into the window of one of the basement apartments.

So that was exciting. Not to sound overly dramatic or anything, but had anyone been out there just opening the door to come into the building, that would have been it. Makes you think, I suppose. It made me think, anyway.

sunday

It's hard to really listen when you do your own thing for a while. I'm working on it. The good news is that I think everything is Ok.

Did everyone set their clocks ahead an hour? You should do that lest you forget.

I woke up about half an hour ago after an early bedtime.

dating tips from me to you

All:
- Don't go out when you are tired. You will be grumpy, and the filter between thoughts and mouth will not work as it is supposed to.

Guys:
- If a girl says she is hungry, take her somewhere to eat. Do not, under any circumstances, ask her where. Just guess, and when you have picked a place, take her to a nicer spot than that.
- Do not wear jeans if you have no plans.
- Don't even bother trying to argue. The rules of logic do not apply, and the instant reply calls always go their way. Shut your mouth and take it.

Gals:
- If we ask you a straight question, do us a favor and just fucking give us a straight answer. We can not read your minds. We can barely read our own, and they're mostly pictures. We do not know what you want to eat or where you want to go.
- Don't categorize your date. If you think you know exactly what type of person they are, just don't say it.
- Don't listen to half of what we say. We are retarded.

Yeah, so that date last night went swimmingly. In retrospect, she was right, I was grumpy and utterly and completely wrong, and if I don't know what to do I should roll the dice and hope for the best. Apparently women like that.

ADDENDUM: I'm going over to her house to deliver flowers and the most heartfelt apology I have ever had inside of me, since, in retrospect, I am a complete asshole, and, like some Manchester punk hooligan, when I fight, the gloves come off and I fight dirty.

Ok, the flowers are on the outside.