Ξ Friday, 29 Apr 2005 at 15:27 | → 0 Comments | ∇ Normal |
i’m sorry i haven’t written in so long. it’s been a bloody insane week. i’ll have to tell you all about it. my bday is today!! yay!! i went out this morn, ill tell all about it 
pZ.
Ξ Sunday, 24 Apr 2005 at 14:49 | → 0 Comments | ∇ Normal |
ok, check it out!!!
click the pic to see fullsize, YAY! much love. i’ll write more later. it’s been a weird weekend.
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congrats man.stay hip hop
Posted 4/24/2005 at 3:05 PM by Egomeli
Very nice job, keep it up.
Posted 4/24/2005 at 3:43 PM by Confused_American
Hey, just wanted to say congrats!!
Posted 4/25/2005 at 12:33 PM by SugaPwum
oh wow i didn’t know you wrote in my guestbook until know… from last dec… sorry bout that… anyways i used to be cd-r650 on mirc… i’m pretty sure we’ve talked… and congrats on that piece up there… i don’t know what it is?!
Posted 4/25/2005 at 9:34 PM by commandante
word congrats br0. i had no doubt you’d get in.
Posted 5/1/2005 at 11:43 AM by roughdraft1
Ξ Saturday, 23 Apr 2005 at 04:21 | → 0 Comments | ∇ Normal |
fuck, i’m stupid. well, not horribly stupid, but stupid enough to not sleep when i have wRk at 8am the next day. i’m debating laying down under my covers and staring at the ceiling for 2hrs, but I don’t know if that will do any good. blargh. it’s been a fucking eventful day, though, i must say. after getting barely any sleep last night (well, 6hrs is ok), i got up and went to my tragedy class at 10am, barely made it to class, and was terrified there would be a quiz. lucky me though, the gods must have smiled upon me. i know selene was tonight…. but that’s for later. after tragedy, i went directly to the daily grind coffee shop in the basement of the library, and got a croissant and a nice 20oz hot chocolate for some sustenance. i hadn’t done my Iliad homework, and so i proceeded to do as much as I could in 2hrs. i ended up doing all but 12 lines of the passage assigned (it was like 16.257-274 i think). got to class, translated about 4 lines, and then we ended up all having gone, so my prof had me translate the last two lines, which i had to sightread. oh well. right right.
after i got home, i sat down and relaxed for a bit, and my mum gave me a letter, curious, since it was from san francisco state university! i opened it up, it seemed too stuffed to be a rejection notice, and VOILA….. I’M ACCEPTED, BITCH! accepted into the grad classics program at SFSU!!! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO…. i’ll scan the letter they sent me tomorrow perhaps 
i was so fucking psyched i tried callin jenn right away, but she didn’t answer.. she called me back later though. actually, she called me back and told me i had to come get her right then, and i asked what the hurry was…. apparently her fam is selling their house, and jenn is moving in 1 week exactly (next saturday) to a new place with christine… but yeah, there were people going to go look at the house and all, so she and her fam had to be gone when the people got there. so i, in media synching my iPod, abandoned my labours and streaked across town in my trusty steed… yes, my sexy blue ‘87 volvo. bahahaha…. so i get over there and pick her up, and we ended up going out to the dollar store. first off we had to go to the pet store and get some ‘bedding’ for her bearded dragons, it’s some shit made of crushed walnut shells…. then we went to the dollar store, and i bought like $6 worth of shit. chips, crackers, beef jerky, nutty bars, bahaha…. it was ridiculous, i felt a bit sumptuous actually. we drove over to a park near jenn’s house then, after getting a bit of soda to drink, and we sat there in the car for awhile talking and such. this was around 5pm, and since the people at her place came at 4 and apparently were leaving an hour later, we decided to turn back to her house.
got back to her house and couldnt decide what to do. she insisted, and i’d promised, that i take her out on a date, to a nice dinner and a movie or something like that, and so that we did. we ended up going to hometown buffet for dinner, where our friend renee works, but she was in the back or something when we were there so we couldn’t say hi. after we ate we went to see Sahara, which was a fucking good movie.. it was some funny shit. afterwards, we got into somewhat of an argument, and it was over some stupid shit too. i guess i kinda overreacted and blew up… she lost one of her earrings on the floor or somewhere in the theatre and wanted me to look for it, and i should have, but i thought it was somewhat of a lost cause since after all, it was a movie theatre, it could have been anywhere. she gave up and said she could buy a new pair cos they were like $5.50, but i dunno, we kept arguing, i think it was mostly my fault. anyways, i don’t want to burden you with the details or anything really, cos it was inconsequential. well no, not inconsequential…. it was one of those almost-breakup things, but it was over stupid shit, so it was pretty pointless to fight and all.
after we both sorta calmed down, she was sitting in her driveway under the stars and eerie moonlight. i laid down next to her and looked up at the stars and the gorgeous, full, beautiful moon as we talked. it enchanted me really… i got in a very whimsical mood, even though it didn’t exactly fit the context of our conversation. i apologised to her, but before i did so, randomly i said, “i’d like to just float up into the sky…. go to the moon…. that’d be nice.” and i really did… the night looked so ethereally gorgeous that i just wanted to float up there with those stars and look more closely at the beautifully gleaming moon. Selene did smile upon both of us tonight, apparently, and i was happier for it. during our fight, Jenn called Christine, and Christine wanted us to come over to Eric and Kim’s (friends of ours) and chill, but I told her that me and Jenn weren’t doing too well (tactical error) and we’d not be able to make it. well, to make Jenn happy, I told her we should go over there, and I actually wanted to too, cos it sounded fun. so i was able to persuade her to go with me over there, and we went, but got some soda on the way cos we were thirsty, lol….
when we got there, Kim, Christine, and their friend Jon were there, and so we chilled and all and talked and shot the shit. it was pretty fun, and eventually Jenn and Kim went to go pick up Eric, Kim’s husband, from work (he gets off at midnight or so), and me, Christine, and Jon kicked it while they were gone. i basically chilled there with them for the rest of the night, and when Eric got there we ended up watching Meet the Fockers, which was remarkably funnier this time (last time i saw it, first time, was when Claude was on his ill-fated date), and after watching deleted scenes and bloopers, we decided it was time to go home. Jenn hitched a ride with Christine, and I drove home solo. made more sense that way, since they were both going to the same place. i got home close to 03.30, and managed to slip into the house without anyone knowing. “I know secret ninja shit….” (wahahaha)…. got downstairs, talked to Jenn before she went to bed, and well, here I am, everyone, writing to my faithful readers.
when i looked at my AIM msg log from being away, I got the following message:
What’s up? It’s been so long, I moved to Seattle, then came back because of craziness and now I’m going into the coast guard. But my phone got shut off awhile ago, that’s why I’m never on line and shit. But yeah, I just wanted to say Hi, missed ya. and bye since I’m leaving in a week, but you will not be forgotten. Peace, I wish you love and happiness. Always in my heart, your friend -Nikki.
wow…. that is insanity. i haven’t talked to Nikki in ages…. i was kinda wondering how she was and all. it sounds like a death knell, a “have a nice life” sort of thing. scares me…. it’s poignant and touching but disturbing at the same time. i hope she is alright, and i wish the same to her: peace, love, and happiness. I know I didn’t know you all that long, Nikki, but you were pretty fucking cool, what I did know of you and for the time I did, and I’m glad I met you. Nascentes morimur, finisque ab origine pendet. I will see you in the next life. somewhere.
i’m tired, but before I do the requisite spacing-out and staring at the ceiling before I go off to wRk, I have four hilarious links/headlines for you:
SAN FRANCISCO, California (AP) — The woman who claimed she found a well-manicured finger in her bowl of Wendy’s chili last month was arrested Thursday night in Las Vegas, police said.
(http://www.cnn.com/2005/LAW/04/22/wendys.finger.ap/index.html?section=cnn_us)
mysteriously solved? fucking hilarious if you ask me.
You never thought you’d hear this about a fast food chain:
Earlier Thursday, Ohio-based Wendy’s International Inc. announced it had ended its internal investigation, saying it could find no credible link between the finger and the restaurant chain.
think again. bahaha….
couple days ago…
DOHA, Qatar (AP) — With the reins in one hand and a whip in the other, the purple-jerseyed rider prodded a camel around the track. But this jockey wasn’t the usual underfed boy. The jockey was a robot.
(http://www.cnn.com/2005/TECH/04/20/robot.jockeys.ap/index.html?section=cnn_tech)
fucking weird too…. ROBOTS!!! yay!
this one cracks me up the most, and largely speaks for itself…
ROME, Italy (Reuters) — An American who registered the Internet name BenedictXVI.com before the new Pope was chosen said on Wednesday he had not worked out what to do with it but was pretty sure it would be a sin to sell it to a pornographer. Florida resident Rogers Cadenhead, who describes himself on his Web site as the author of several technology books, said on his site that he registered six domain names earlier this month based on names he thought the new pope might pick.
(http://www.cnn.com/2005/TECH/internet/04/20/new.pope.name.reut/index.html?section=cnn_offbeat)
another juicy tidbit:
Cadenhead said he was considering his options for the site but if the Pope’s people were to approach him to discuss taking over the site he might make a few requests of the Vatican including “one of those hats” and “world peace”.
one of those hats? world peace? what kinds of demands are these?!?!? bahaha…. too fucking funny.
I had another link, but I realised how fucking retarded it was (about unpopped popcorn kernels), so I’m not posting it… find it yourself (if you DARE!). in any case, i’m out, i’ve got a spot in a grad program in san fran, and i’m fucking psyched. if you live in the area, come to w. 11th shopko tomorrow (today, saturday) and see me! give me some motherfucking love sleep tight everyone, i know I’m not… major naptime tomorrow though.
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You are like me…you put every lil detail of your day into your posts hehe. Can’t leave anything out right? ;-) I finally got the chance to read your journal (well the newest posts anyway) sorry it took so long (I felt bad because you always read mine and comment)…I am usually only on at night and I talk to all my friends, write in my journal, and I try to read a lil bit about web design (trying to teach myself html) then I get to bed. During the day I do my exercises, help mom around the house & all that…and well I sleep late because I stay up late on here lol so my days go by pretty fast. Anyways, i’m blabbing…but yeah, I enjoy reading your journal You really should write a book, I think you’d be good at it as much as you write on here lol. Well I have to go fold the towels…hope you had a great weekend and thanks again for commenting and checkin’ out my journal. You’re a sweetie! :-) Luv yas! -Brittany
Posted 4/25/2005 at 12:51 PM by SugaPwum
Ξ Thursday, 21 Apr 2005 at 01:51 | → 0 Comments | ∇ Normal |
it’s against my better judgment, but i have to write tonight. a lot of weird shit has gone down over the last week… hell, the last couple days. many surprising things, i guess. and fun things too, of course, bahaha… it has been nice. i’ve been blessed lately i guess. i’ve been thinking about writing a lot too, it’s been on my mind a lot for sure. perhaps i’m destined to become a great writer, but i don’t know. it may, but may not be in the cards. right now, strangely enough, i’m eating the rest of a small wedge of Romano cheese, unadulterated. weird, eh? it’s a rather pungent, flavourful cheese, very good. no wonder it tastes so motherfucking good when grated over fettuccine alfredo! all these ideas have been rushing through my head, delusions, visions of grandeur, all sorts of glory, expression, connexions straight to my jumbled cerebrum. it all spills out in my head, flows so beautifully, just like the glorious, perfect Greek dactylic hexameters of Homer. rhyme based on syllable length; 6ft in a line, either long-short-short or long-long, usually with long-short-short in the 5th foot and long-long in the 6th. long-short-short feet are called dactyls, and long-long feet are called spondees. see below, where the priest Chryses prays to Apollo to bring his daughter back to him (click the image for fullsize):
tiseian Danaoi ema dakrua soisi belessin
May the Danaans (Greeks) pay for my tears by your shafts…
Homer, Iliad 1.42
fucking brilliant. i’m inspired as hell. but like Ovid and the other poets do, I’ve digressed. my main point is that it’s been an eventful, fruitful week. i’ve been concocting things to write all week, and here it comes. on sunday i went to church, and i really can’t remember most of what happened, so don’t ask. monday though was the kicker for sure. went to class, we reviewed for our test and all, and then i fucked around and did nothing for most of the day. however, i forgot that newman was having a bowling night that night, and claude reminded me, so i was like fuck yeah, i think i’ll go, why the hell not!
so i go to church and all and when i got there, kristin, one of our peer ministers, was there, claude, carla, and a few others. pretty soon a fuckload of people arrived, and i knew it was gonna be an ill time for sure. this was like 9pm, and we eventually left for southtowne lanes around 21.30. my friend eric, who we call ‘the big belt,’ hopped a ride with me and so did claude, and we drove over to the bowling alley which wasn’t too far away. got in there, and we had a fucking shitload of people, like at least 20 or 30, and so signing up for lanes was going to be a real bitch. we all eventually got signed up though, and i ended up on a lane with some cool people: jed, zack, christina, and a girl named Benni who apparently is an Italian exchange student; she seemed nice. i named myself Greyor on there, as usual, and it was funny since zack named himself Publius, like he was a fucking Roman statesman or something, hell yeah. we started bowling, and it was pretty ill cos everyone was there. i hung out with my friend Andrew a bunch… he is a fucking cool guy, i call him and his brother “the Schaal Brawl,” cos that’s their last name (not ‘brawl’ of course). it’s also cos they both got into a wrestling match with this guy Mark and both lost to him…. 2 on one in the Schaal brawl…. lol… but yeah. i talked to Andrea for a lil bit too even… she kicked my ass, she had like 115 or something, and I made 105 on the first game and like 97 on the 2nd. alison came too, but she just played pool with some guy she brought, and didn’t bowl.
i think the weirdest thing was when i was tryin to walk back to my lane and I tried to get past Alison and another girl, and somehow I think I ended up knocking over this girl Alli’s purse in the process, but i wasn’t cognisant of it at the moment. apparently she hates me, and has hated me for the last two years, but that’s not a story i’ll go into, largely because i can’t fucking REMEMBER what started all of it or even hardly any of the details… that’s how fucking retarded it is, heh. anyways, i felt a bit bad cos i think i did knock it over, but even if i had realised in time, i wouldnt dare try to pick it up or help her… she’d probably get pissed or something and bitch at me. but yeah, that was interesting. we didn’t get done bowling until almost midnight, and i think we all left around 23.30 and went home. i had my Latin exam the next day, and i hadn’t exactly studied….
i worked my ass off all night to study, and ended up getting through most of what needed to be studied, but not all of it. thankfully, though, when i got to skool and took the test, I had gone over the passage she made us translate, and didn’t have too much trouble with it. it’s my only class tuesday and thursday too, which is nice…. afterwards i went over to jenn’s, and i had her watch sin city 
shhh…. she liked it tho, i was happy. it’s the 3rd time i’ve seen it now, LOL. beautiful movie. after that, we tried to do homework, but i didn’t get all that much done, i just tried to study for my Greek exam that I had today. went to sleep around 2am or so, then woke up around 08.45. went to my tragedy class, having not done any of the reading, and we watched part of a production of Sophokles’ Oedipus Rex. my prof couldn’t figure out the volume though, and it was fucking loud as hell…. cracked me up. after that, i studied for my Greek test for a couple hours, and then went in to take it. turns out it was on passages i had studied last night and today, and there were two of my favourite passages ever on it! yay…. after that I ended up going home, and i didn’t do much today. no studying even, bad me, bad me! me and my mum clipped my dog Chichi’s nails though…. they were getting long…. she is a Chihuahua… fucking awesome dog. i’ll have to take a pic of her or somethin; she is fucking awesome.
now i will digress further (sorry). i came across three insanely hilarious news articles yesterday and today (tuesday and wed), and well, they were hilarious. you need to see these:
WOODLAND, California (AP) — A morgue assistant accused of stealing body parts from a medical school so he could practice dissections at home was sentenced to more than two years in prison. David Lawrence Beale, 47, was arrested in 2003 after more than 150 pounds of decomposing body parts, including two heads, were found near his Davis home. He pleaded no contest Monday to stealing human remains from the medical center at the University of California at Davis and possessing methamphetamine.
(http://www.cnn.com/2005/LAW/04/19/stolen.body.parts.ap/index.html?section=cnn_topstories)
i started cracking up when i saw that. my god, i love this world. so much ridiculous shit goes on…. and my sense of humour is just morbid enough to find this hysterical. what a weirdo, sounds like Dr. Octagon. door #2…
NEW YORK (Reuters) — A New York judge issued an arrest warrant on Monday for “American Pie” movie actress Natasha Lyonne, who failed to appear for a court hearing on charges stemming from a rampage during which she was heard threatening to molest a neighbor’s dog. Lyonne, 26, is charged with criminal mischief, harassment and trespass after an unexplained fit of rage last December when authorities said she banged on the door of her neighbor, stormed into the apartment and ripped a mirror from the wall. Police called to the scene said Lyonne told the neighbor, “I’m going to sexually molest your dog.”
(http://www.cnn.com/2005/SHOWBIZ/Movies/04/19/crime.lyonne.reut/index.html?section=cnn_showbiz)
omfg, that is hysterical. “I’m going to sexually molest your dog.” jesus christ, that is so fucking ridiculous. that might just be the quote of the fucking week, or of the month…. my god that’s funny. i started wondering how exactly she would go about molesting the dog… certainly not her God-given equipment, so… toys? sharp objects? my mind wanders in hilarious directions, and well yeah, she said she was going to basically fuck the dog, which you can’t help but laugh at. instead of the dog humping her leg, it’d be the other way around, no? bahahaha…. story #3 (off CNN at least):
CHICAGO, Illinois (AP) — A steady stream of the faithful and the curious, many carrying flowers and candles, have flocked to an expressway underpass for a view of a yellow and white stain on a concrete wall that some believe is an image of the Virgin Mary.
(http://www.cnn.com/2005/US/04/20/mary.underpass.ap/index.html?section=cnn_mostpopular)
Now I’ve heard of Virgin Mary ‘apparitions,’ but when I saw the headline on this (“Some see Virgin Mary in underpass stain”), my maleficent brain somehow twisted it into “Some see Virgin Mary in underpants stain.” It’d seem infinitely funnier like that… and wasn’t there grilled cheese sandwich that Mary ‘appeared’ in? i dunno, this shite happens often it seems like, or more often than it you’d think… it’s funny. Underpass stain, however, isn’t nearly as funny, but is still weird.
now some serious news, which is mad fucked up and very weird to me…..
A Eugene man impersonating a University psychology professor was arrested April 13 after a student discovered he lied to her about his position.
(http://www.dailyemerald.com/vnews/display.v/ART/2005/04/20/42660e5aeedc0)
He pretended to be a professor at the University of Oregon to “make friends and feel important,” according to police. Now, Checklin Jonathan Vaifale, 35, is charged with misdemeanor criminal impersonation of a state employee for posing as a psychology professor for more than a year.
(“‘Psychology prof’ commits fraudian slip,” Register-Guard 20 Apr 2005, http://www.registerguard.com/news/2005/04/20/d1.cr.fakeprof.0420.html)
The thing is, I knew the guy. He went to church a couple years ago at Newman with me, and i’m very surprised at this news. he always seemed a little off to me, kinda strange, but I didn’t know he was completely full of shit. i saw him perhaps a month ago, and he told me about him being a grad student in psych and asked me if I wanted to be in a research project of his for some cash, and I said sure, let me know. like my friend melissa, who apparently thought she knew him fairly well, i guess people are not always who they seem to be, and it’s a very insidious matter indeed. she told me about it last night, and i was like WTF?!?!? that’s fucked up! she was like yea, i’m sure it’ll be in the emerald tomorrow, and there it was, front page this morning. shite. well anyways, i hope he is happy, and perhaps finds a new hobby other than deceiving people. heh.
the miraculous part of my day today, however, was going to church. and i’m not meaning miraculous in that born-again, zealously religious way, but just that it was a fucking good thing I went tonight. i told Eric on Monday night about wanting to talk to Alison and get to know her, and perhaps he put in a good word for me or something, I dunno…. but see… when I got to church, I was waiting outside for a bit, and when i decided to go inside…. I was behind her when she was walking in, coincidentally, and she turned around and said “Hi, how are you?” I was speechless and stunned, happy, kinda crazy, and I was like “im great, how are you?!?” smiled at her, and i went inside. small victories i was too shy to say anything else really, and since it was sort of a liminal thing (literally), i made a note to talk to her later if possible. when we got to the part of church where we give ‘peace’ to each other and get hugs and give handshakes and all, i went around to people and did the usual, got some mad hugs and all, and then i went up to Alison and got a handshake from her, which also made me happy.
after church though, she didn’t come downstairs and hang out, unfortunately, so I didn’t get to talk to her. perhaps next time! interestingly enough, what did happen, however, i didn’t expect at all. i was talking to my friend zack, and asked him if he enjoyed the chat me, him, Claude, and our friend Danielle had over AIM last night. he said yeah, and i told him Danielle was a cool girl and he should get to know her on the Mexico trip, and said I’d gotten to know her a bit more since I talked to her online. right then Allie came up, and well, she apologised to me about things that went down earlier, like her blocking me on AIM and all, and kinda cleared the air between us. I thought she hated me and all, and didn’t want anything to do with me, but apparently it’s not like that at all, and she apologised and explained things to me, and they made more sense then. we had a nice chat afterwards for about 5-10mins, which was cool, and i was happy about that. she even gave me a hug at ‘peace’ time too, which caught me off-guard as well. anyways…. Allie… if you’re reading this, thank you… it was really sweet of you to talk to me and all, cos I didn’t know what was going on and really wasn’t sure what you thought of me.
the fact that she told me “i realised i was being kinda immature and basing my opinions of you and Claude on one-sided stories I’d heard about you two, and I realised that was a stupid thing to do. i’m sure you two are really great guys.” i’m paraphrasing here, so don’t kill me now if the other Alli would follow in her footsteps…. but I guess since she was the originator of those stories, that might be a tough feat…. *shrugs* oh well. again thank you Allie, I’m glad things are cool with us.
otherwise, it’s been a fairly uneventful night. i love you all, and i’ll write more later on. peace and GOODNIGHT.
Ξ Sunday, 17 Apr 2005 at 03:22 | → 0 Comments | ∇ Normal |
too tired to write anything except for a bit. i’ll have to write about the last few days and all, but sudden fatigue and exhaustion struck. i guess it IS almost 03.30. fucking throat hurts too; i’d better not be getting sick. sorry i haven’t been around much this week (or weekend). i love and hate saturday nights, really. well, i’ll write more later. i’m full of ideas but too tired to sketch them out in words. much love, goodnight.
ps: i miss you blythe.
Ξ Saturday, 16 Apr 2005 at 04:33 | → 0 Comments | ∇ Normal |
before i drift off to sleep, i don’t know what im thinking really…. i’m short-circuited, out of it. i’ll tell about today and such and the last few days tomorrow probably. i am going to get started on translating my little ‘horror story’ into Latin, too. i’ll provide a link to the original once i’ve finished; those of you extremely curious can browse the archives of timeless, gnomic knowledge. i’m strangely content right now. eyes are heavy. so pteroeisi epeessi (in winged words) i say vale and goodnight. bene noctem, carpe noctem, amate noctem. zZzzz….
