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Wed, 14 Oct 2009 17:03:40 GMT

This thing is still here?

Farewell Boston!

Fri, 26 Sep 2008 04:45:45 GMT

Time to head home. Packing up the computer and the last of my things, yacht departs on the 28th. Should be back in Tampa late on the 7th or early on the 8th. Can't wait to get home, see people I know that I don't work with, and get my life back in order.

boston

Thu, 29 May 2008 00:33:07 GMT

Yacht arrived safe in Boston yesterday at 4:30pm. Details to come, along with pictures :)

Farewell Tampa!

Sat, 26 Apr 2008 12:42:59 GMT

Goodbye Tampa, leaving for Boston in about 3 weeks. Cya all late September/Early October!

2007

Wed, 02 Jan 2008 00:32:05 GMT

2007, thinking back on it, it was a rather uneventful year for me. But after all the happenings of 2006, maybe it was just what I needed. No heartbreak or extreme happiness, maybe a few little letdowns and a confusing situation or two. I moved twice, and made a decision at work that could potentially alter my career choice for the future, or at the very least, provide me with a pretty bad ass backup plan. Other than that...not a whole lot has changed I guess.

I spent a lot of 2006 trying to prove myself to others, in 2007 I think I started to finally be myself again. I finally learned when its time to stop bending over backwards for some people, and stop taking shit from them. I spent new years eve at work once again, nothing special there. I do have a gut feeling though, that the happenings of the last few days of 2007 have a very good chance of making 2008 one hell of a great year, I guess I'll find out in a few months. Hope everyone had a safe and happy new years.

Holy shit

Wed, 24 Oct 2007 17:30:36 GMT

My dad called me yesterday and asked me if I had been following the murder back home. I knew nothing about it in the first place, but I guess some 18 year old kid was shot in the head in his jeep. My parents were sitting with my mom's church friend, watching their kids flag football game, and discussing it the other day. My mom's friend was freaked out because it happened in the vicinity of where she lives. She was saying they should round up all the kids that age in the area, and question them, because someone must know something. My dad said right after she said that, her phone rings, she answers, and suddenly the life just drained from her body. Her 17 year old son was being questioned and just confessed to the murder. It really goes to show, it doesn't matter how well you raise your kids, they are going to do what they want. Church going family, on par with how church oriented my mom is, if not more. Adopted the kid from either birth or pretty close to it. Wow. Our parents used to make him and my next oldest brother play together all the time. My dad said the timing of the conversation and the phone call was just unreal. Crazy world.

Paul and I are getting a place together again. Lucked out on timing, saved a huge amount of money on breaking my lease, saved a huge amount on the normal price of the apartment, and shit, in just rent alone I'll be saving over $200 a month. Thank God, can't wait for bills to drop down again. The place is pretty fricken big, can start moving in, in a week and 2 days. Oh shit, as I'm writing this, I just realized the way she wrote things out, I have to move out on the first, but can't move in till the 2nd. Glad I started writing, I guess I better get that fixed asap. That coulda been bad. hah.

Sat, 29 Sep 2007 23:40:05 GMT

Been busy as hell lately, more hours, less pay, more bullshit, more responsibility. It's really causing my social life to deteriorate even more than it did before, but I guess it'll be over with in the next 2 months or so.

Despite camping out for a ticket, I got fucked over by USF on getting a ticket to the game. Until I got a last minute call on Friday morning that Gregg and Julie found me a ticket. Not only a ticket, but a lower bowl ticket. Talk about being my fucking heros. Tailgated, got nice and drunk, had a blast, rushed the field, strained my vocal cords. It was definetly a change of pace that I really needed, and wish to do more often. Thanks again to Gregg and Julie, and of course Gina, for trying her best to get me one.

The whole atmosphere was exciting. The huge crowd, the beer, the food, seeing people I haven't seen in ages. I think this game, and camping out for tickets were two of the best school related things I've experienced since starting college. The only lame part of the evening is the fuckers that take 20 minutes to jump off the side of a fricken wall. I mean I see this crowd on the field, then I see these people waiting with their feet dangling over the wall, waiting for someone to pull them down. Gotta learn to jump or move the fuck out. Anywho, now it's time to find someone to let me use their companion ticket for the UCF game.

Last but not least, anyone reading this, I lost all your phone numbers. My phone is a piece of shit, so I tried updating the software in case there were any fixes. Well, that deleted everything, so alas, no numbers. >

Tue, 24 Jul 2007 14:27:55 GMT

I can't believe some 20-something year old idiot asked candidates about reparations for slavery, on the youtube debate.....

Fucking shameless leech.

:(

Thu, 29 Mar 2007 16:41:14 GMT

When it comes to wearing headphones and listening to music....

being completely deaf in one ear can really fucking suck. :(

Mon, 12 Mar 2007 12:08:52 GMT

For quite some time now I've been really trying to figure out what my subconscious has been trying to tell me. When I would fall asleep with the TV on, most mornings I would wake up with a religion channel on. I really started to wonder, was I doing this while pretty much asleep but not quite? What the hell? Am I actually watching this subconsciously? Or just listening as I sleep? Surely there had to be some explanation for it. I mean even if I was just falling asleep on the remote, you would think I might land on another channel sometimes, right? As it turns out, Spike TV has paid programming in the morning, and a lot of it is religious shows. I guess next time I should at least check what channel I am on. ><

Yesterday I was going to e-file my taxes. Instead I made super tea, got drunk at the pool, and played volleyball horribly. I woke up to a bed full of fucking sand. Must have been in my hair. Now I'm once again not motivated to do my taxes. God damnit.

meh

Mon, 05 Feb 2007 04:45:31 GMT

The Eagles didn't win the Super Bowl this year. -_-

Sick

Wed, 10 Jan 2007 21:02:07 GMT

I'm sick. I hate being sick. I'm stating the obvious. People hate when I state the obvious.

I spent 10 hours babysitting a yacht while the generator ran last night. At first it was fun, I was jammng out and resurvacing tables and eating pizza. Then being confined to a place alone and not being able to leave starts to sink in.

Tired. Pull out the sleeping bag, dim the lights, set the temp. Start to doze off. Crash, you know it's the ice machine churning out another row of cubes, but it's enough. Get the flashlight, check the gauges. Put shoes on, go do an engine room check. Nothing. Take off your shoes, go back to the sleeping bag. Start to doze off.... rinse, wash, repeat. That's how I spent the night. >< Add sickness to that, heh. 8am didn't come soon enough.

Sat, 06 Jan 2007 08:28:40 GMT

As the slow season at work begins, and I have been concentrating on a few endeavors. First and foremost, quitting smoking and doing it the right way. The mentality of "Well, I've only had one at work in the past weak, that's a huge step!" is no longer good enough for me. No, baby steps are no way to cure this particular habit. So far so good. I'm not going to pat myself on the back for only smoking x cigarettes (or partial's for that matter) in y amount of days. All or nothing.

I'm starting to really acknowledge the fact that there are very few people who I feel I can share alot of things with. If I decide to watch a certain type of film I know exactly who to expect a "what the fuck are you watching" reaction from, and who to either be interested, or just have a passive attitude about it, depending on their preferences. Same goes for music, books, and heck, even just ways to use time in general. I've kinda become anti social lately, and I think it has a bit to do with this. I think a lot of the typical negative reactions to varying from your widely accepted tastes have held me back some. Not that I can't handle the reactions, but I didn't see a reason to bother. I've been missing out on a lot. Change and variation is good. I feel more accomplished over the past few days.

I've been using image search engines looking for some sort of art to catch my interest. I came across Louis Wain. The image that caught my eye was actually a few paintings of his. He painted alot of cats. He was diagnosed with schizophrenia, and the paintings were all done in different stages of it, as it worsened. As unfortunate as mental illness is, these were really neat to me. I have every intention of digging up works done by schizophrenics. It's really something, how they see the world as distorted as it might seem to people. I want to see more of this, it's incredible.

Strange things are afoot at the Circle K.

The word of the day (that isn't a word) is: Sheeples.....I thought it was hilarious.

Just a few random notes

Thu, 04 Jan 2007 06:56:36 GMT

Finally picked up "After Dachau" again. Haven't read in a while. I'm gonna finish this book, then move on to "Last Exit to Brooklyn" or the book I got a while back on the human energy field. I think a long Sunday afternoon in a bookstore is well overdue.

Journey has two shows coming up in Florida. I missed them last year, I don't want that to happen again. So...anyone going? They are playing in Clearwater, and then some place near the east coast.

I finally have a Wii. Rewiring all the consoles with a component switch was a pain. We have way to many wires. If our apartment ever burns down, you'll know why.

It helps to know the songs if you want to be any good at singsong. I've got a lot of work to do. Rocket Maaaaaaaaaaaan

I have an awesome time whenever I'm around you. ^_^

Resolutions for the new year

Tue, 02 Jan 2007 05:22:13 GMT

I had a few resolutions in my head for the new year and I really want to keep them. Last year I made one resolution, and I crashed and burned. Last year I told myself I would quit smoking for good, having my last cigarette after the last cruise on Valentines day, as that would be the last stressful holiday for quite some time. I made it 15 or 16 days completely clean. After that I started having one at work from time to time, and I screwed up from there.

This year I intend to do the following:
Completely stop smoking right now. I don't care how stressful life or work gets. No more.
Take a vacation somewhere. Preferebly a cruise, but if not, at least a vacation out of Tampa.
Detatch myself from work more. I have to work to pay my way though everything, but I've gotten way to involved there.
Read more books. I stopped reading as much when I came out of my depression, books can be read while happy, too.
Stop overanalyzing things, and confront my insecurities.
Don't drop any classes. I got the ball rolling again, I just need to make it go faster now.
Take summer classes. I need to do this to graduate, and I want to get as many credits this year as I can.
Skydive
Get a tan for once.

I think this about sums it up. All around I'd like to become a better person, but I don't want that to be a resolution for me. I want that to be part of my way of life.

Sat, 23 Dec 2006 16:25:58 GMT

I forgot how much I like The Crystal Method.

Putting on your turn signal signals that you intend to switch lanes, not that I have to swirve out of the way from beside you, because you want to move over.

Fuck a wii, I once again ended up with a handle of Jack, so I'm just going to buy another damn computer.

These fabreeze two scent things kick ass, except for when you are starving and it gets to your stomach.

Merry Christmas to all, if you don't celebrate Christmas, then merry whatever you celebrate. If that offends you, then I'm equally offended that you are offended by my attempt and wishing you well. So there!

Off to work I go.

I put myself through the pain over and over.

Thu, 14 Dec 2006 20:07:09 GMT

It's a viscious cycle, why do I put myself through this? Time and time again. Every time I deal with the aftermath I tell myself "this will be the last time" but it never is. I continue to torture myself and keep going when I know I should stop. Do you have any idea how it feels?

Translation: Once again, Dan cooked way to much macaroni noodles, and finished them all, even though he was full halfway though the bowl. Go me. >

Blah, the fuck is wrong with this place?

Sat, 02 Dec 2006 17:07:38 GMT

The last few times I thought about writing something, it was long detailed rants and bitchings about random shit. Fuck it, here goes small random snippits:

Underwear and a shirt doesn't constitute a halloween costume. Oh you're not a football player, you're a "sexy football player"? Well that just changes everything. Wait no it doesn't, enjoy the roofies.

How the fuck can anyone be so blind and not realize that hooters waitress is just doing her job, and that includes being friendly. No, you aren't going to be taking her home. Have some respect for her, and have some self dignity, get your hands off her, creep. I'll admit, it is fun to watch idiots who think that waitress toooootally wants them. Kill yourself.

I just saw a cliffnotes version of an article where in Spain (I think it was spain) they say the signs for street crossings and such are sexist. They only portray men apparently. You know...those yellow signs with a black stick figure? If there was long hair on it then it might look like a girl. They don't have hair...it's a round fucking head. They are fucking unisex stick figures, how is that "sexist". But use your country's taxes to replace 50% of the signs. Just piss away money that could go towards a better future. Tards.

I started to notice a trend at Arby's. The only thing that really irks me about my beloved (almost) daily place of dining. They always lay the fries down sideway, half the time pretty much just dumping them in the bag. So I'm driving down the road, eat my fries, eat my large roast beef sandwhich, and as I'm about to throw the wrappers back in the bag...holy shit, there's half of my fries getting cold. Motherfuckers.

Other than that, life is good. Hi ppl. :)

SMILE ASSHOLES.

Random silly personal flaws.

Wed, 29 Nov 2006 20:34:26 GMT

This isn't about to be some list of personal flaws in character and such, but I've noticed a few silly things lately where I stop and think "why the hell did I do that?"

1) The best leftover pizza hut pizza is thin crust. Yet, I order a Pan pizza and a thin crust, expecting leftovers...yet eat the thin crust fresh, and leave the pan for leftovers. I open the box 3 days later on go ><

2) Rather than just call and see if places have a Wii, I've just been driving for hours over the past few days. More proof that I despise talking on the phone.

3) I always seem to play a card to make 21 in cribbage. Horrible idea most of the time.

4) I start entries like this because they seem like a good idea at the time, then I realize there was only a few things on the top of my head, and if I want to make a sufficient list, I'd have to put down my pizza and think.

fuck the news, I give up on this world

Mon, 27 Nov 2006 05:26:12 GMT

I watched "xxx" today, the whole thing. I think after remembering commercials for it, and knowing how bad it was going to suck...when it happened to be on TV today...I had that mentality of watching a car wreck or something. Sweet Jesus, I wanted to off myself by the end of it. And anyone that thought it was even a halfway decent movie.

I've been following the news like crazy (what else is new), and I'm getting really really disgusted with people. (Once again, what else is new?) For example, that 92 year old lady who shot 3 cops and was then shot and killed. Now, unless some curveball facts evolve out of left field somewhere....they had a warrant and went in, HOW THE FUCK CAN THE FAMILY CRY POLICE BRUTALITY, WHEN THE LADY SHOT 3 COPS FIRST?!?!?! I just don't get it...Then there's Al Sharpton trying to say that every black person was in that car that got shot up the other day. Now that story does look shady on the police side, but....geeze, I think Al Sharpton is one of the biggest bigots in the country. People getting shot over ps3's, Iraq getting alot worse over the past few days...see you down in Arizona bay.

Tomorrow is payday, finally. I'm hoping that if I search hard enough, I can find a store with a Wii in stock.

I miss a lot of you fucks. I don't see most of you anymore. I think I need to start being social again and just kicking in your doors randomly.

Thanksgiving

Fri, 24 Nov 2006 02:43:04 GMT

I had this big long rant written that started off about how I can be pissed for this and that, but when you look at it I am thankful for this and that, etc. It was some sappy stuff. With that said, I deleted it. I mean c'mon, you know me.

Happy thanksgiving everyone. Hope you each saved me some stuffing and pumpkin pie from your home cooked meals. ^_^

Everything in moderation.

Fri, 17 Nov 2006 17:34:05 GMT

Yesterday I decided to follow up on what everyone keeps telling me about Vitamin C helping to fight the cold, building up your immune system, all that crap. So on my way to work I passed by those little bottles of orange juice, and went straight for the two pint cartons. In the half hour or so that it took me to drive to work, park, and walk to the yacht, I drank it all. I figured I'd be hardcore about getting rid of this cold, and if it didn't work and just upset my stomach, I'd puke out alot of mucus. Right? Wrong.

After hearing what I had just done, someone informed me that alot of Vitamin C causes the shits. Long story short, by the end of that 2 1/2 hour cruise....4 trips to the bathroom. 4 legit ones. Dear God, I'm never doing that again. I just thought I'd share that story with you all, let your imagination go wild with mental images. Have a nice day.

look! they're twins!

Fri, 10 Nov 2006 15:26:19 GMT

Fun times last night, minus the beer the bartender knocked on my lap while wiping down the bar.

The more I watch karaoke, the closer I come to finally getting up and doing it. I've narrowed it down to a few songs, and alot of beer of course.

Had a pretty interesting conversation last night, I'm glad certain things were said, and that I was able to set the record straight on some things.

Big thanks to Nikki Ole for playing DD for the night, hope today goes better for ya. :)

I think it's funny that when someone is doing good at a song in karaoke, and people are cheering, there has to be that one wigger who runs up, stands next to him mouthing words he doesnt know, pointing, and when its over, walking away slapping hands as if he just did an amazing performance. LOL at Matt walking up, pulling him aside, and telling him to sit the fuck down.

Mon, 06 Nov 2006 01:53:36 GMT

Remember remember, the 5th of November,
Rent is due...oops, brb >

What to do, what to do?

Sun, 05 Nov 2006 17:25:58 GMT

What do you do when a friend's friends and coworkers start telling you they think your friend is doing something that will probably cause his death sooner or later? When they won't listen and just get hostile when someone tries to talk to them about it? It's really fucking sad.

To any of you coke head tools out there, who feel the need to convince your friends to try it, go kill yourself. You're a waste of life, and fucking up other people's lives isn't going to make up for it.