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| Sunday, January 4th, 2009 | | 7:54 pm |
Wii
This is me writing an entry with my Wii. Just hooked it up to the internet and testing it's capabilities. And there you have it. | | Tuesday, October 2nd, 2007 | | 8:23 am |
It has been asked...
Have I been living in a hole? Sorta! Harrison is quite the little hole in the middle of not so much nowhere. Bigger than Cold Spring, Not so much bigger than anywhere else. Anyway, I've been rather busy with my finger being cut open and when thats not going on working. I dropped union work and I get more cash now. It's pretty dandy. Anyway, the answer to the hole question is pretty much yes. And as it turns out, hole life is pretty busy. But I'll try to not be... Anti-social. More on other subjects later. Enjoy. Current Mood: groggyCurrent Music: Nope | | Tuesday, September 25th, 2007 | | 1:15 pm |
Here is what I know.
I know that things cost more than they should and that they are only going to get more expensive. I know that a degree helps make you more money... but not so much money that your life will be effortless. I know that working a 9 to 5 or 7 to 3, what have you, 5 days a week is to set most of your time to work and sleep. Assuming you can actually afford 8 hours of sleep, you work 40 hours and sleep 56 hours a week. Thats 96 hours. There are 168 hours in a week. That means that you only actually have 72 hours of your life to do with what you want. That doesn't include getting to where you need to be, showering, eating or any other necessity of life. 72 hours, or 3 days if its easier to get the proportion on that. 3/7 of your time is stolen away. With 365 days a year you work and sleep for 209 of them. That leaves you with 156 days. This may come as a surprise to you but that does not sound like the shiny lifestyle that was eluded to in school. Haldane definitely painted a far fuzzier future than that. Some people work 60 hours a week. I don't even want to get into how much less time that gives you. What the hell is going on? I'll tell you. The things we are sold are designed to keep making the original seller money. Computers, beyond being constantly outdated, frequently need some sort of tech support that will inevitably cost you money. Unless of course you paid for it beforehand knowing that somthing would eventually go wrong. Police. Police are hired to keep us safe from ourselves and others. Police cost money that people usually don't have. When people don't have money they have a tendency to steal the things they need. This crime is noted and hints at the need for more police. That means more money and more poverty for more stealing... etc. We can not afford to protect ourselves. We can however afford to take care of rich people. We pay the taxes that make our government more money. We buy computers and software and internet time to make Bill Gates and friends more money. This in turn gives "and friends" money to buy 750,000 dollar+ 1200 square foot condos. Donald Trump then buys more property and builds more condos so more rich people can live with more rich people. At this point we say, well good for them, they made somthing of themselves right? Wrong. These rich people living away from the poverty stricken areas just makes them more poor per square foot. How much longer will it be before everyone that "means somthing" is put away safely in their multi billion dollar skyscrapers and the rest of us are living in complete poverty? Where will you all be in 20 or 30 years? A multi million dollar condo on the 28th floor, or a water logged studio apartment below a laundrymat somewhere in the bronx? Any thoughts? Current Mood: contemplativeCurrent Music: Nope | | Sunday, December 24th, 2006 | | 6:53 pm |
PC's suck
yo, im using my dashboard application to show mike that ibm sucks. Current Mood: drunkCurrent Music: Holy night | | Wednesday, September 13th, 2006 | | 2:22 pm |
Interesting finding
I've found that I write a lot of entries focused on maturity. How is it that I find myself frequently inspired to write entries almost specifically on the basis of peoples mature or lack there of state? I think it's funny. Ok done. Current Mood: amusedCurrent Music: still none | | 1:44 pm |
Age
We gain maturity with age my ass. I've found that in the last 2 years, most of the people I've met have become less and less mature. Wishing death on people, getting hardons for destruction. Why can't we reach a point where we get past ourselves and start caring about our friends. I understand that people need to talk and so therefore frequently talk behind peoples backs. Good for you, now just don't get caught, we all do it once in a while, don't be stupid about it and let it get back to them. You talk behind backs because you are a coward or you simply don't want the other person to know. You probably care about them. Peer pressure drives you to be an asshole so don't let them know you are an asshole. Furthermore, hypocrits are inevitable. We'll all be hypocritical from time to time. Human nature. Accept it. Certainly don't call someone out for being one. You are one. So everyone chill out and get along with your buddies. Don't talk about them, and if you do, make sure its nothing serious. Be smart. Be mature. And leave me and the people I hang out with and love the fuck alone so I don't have to do somthing immature myself. That will be all. Enjoy. Current Mood: confusedCurrent Music: Nope | | Wednesday, August 16th, 2006 | | 12:53 am |
Life and stuff
So I've decided that college was in fact the wrong road for me. I'm not sure what the right road is, but it wasn't and more than likely won't ever be college. I can't imagine anything I would do that college would help me toward/be imperitive for. So that is that for college, no more. Conversation over, feel how you will, this is non negotiable or debatable. Now that I've gotten that out of the way, don't need to pay a 10,000 dollar loan and don't have to grab several cards dictating my future just yet... (get the reference?) I can progress to deciding what is for me. There is the obvious music and writey type stuff. That could always be fun, just not sure how reliable the cash flow would be. Also construction kicks ass. I love working on houses and the like. Any "manly" job would be just great in fact. If I can where a one piece work/jump suit, expose my ass crack or get ripped while working (maybe all three?) I'll be rather content. Could be less that is to say. Content that is. I've also though about the entry level cubicle job. I just don't know where to find cubicles. Somewhere that they sit me in front of a PC all day so I can type out stupid forms that a monkey could do. And every day I could be excited about the possibility of the OS crashing because of the shitty equipment I would be provided with. I'd be that scary guy that everyone is sorta nice to in today's day and age cause they aren't sure if you're gonna do somthing stupid and kill them all, or do somthing smart and make them look good in the process. Oh yes, that is who I would be. A sort of Edward Norton type from Fight Club. As opposed to Edward Norton type from Death to Smoochie, though he did go insane it was actually justified and shortly thereafter him and Robin Williams and that girl playing the producer type are clearly gangbanging somewhere, just too many dude to female parts going on. And so, that is my story about cubicles somehow. Ok, Ive covered, college, mannliness and cubicles... Now I am urged to stop and just sit back and sleep for a while... Sleep well all. Current Mood: tiredCurrent Music: AC | | Tuesday, August 15th, 2006 | | 12:40 am |
Odd
I was just about to write a long winded rant about my feelings toward society and whatnot. Now I suddenly don't want to. Current Mood: awakeCurrent Music: Fan | | Tuesday, February 28th, 2006 | | 7:41 pm |
Building bridges with friendly fire.
When someone says somthing to comfort another human being, despite your feelings towards it, or even their own feelings for it, shut you god damned mouth. Unless it was directed at you it really isn't any of your business. Furthermore, when it was a comment directed towards one of your alleged best friends who actually seems to care about you, how could you possibly tarnish those words with your own jealous rage? There are people in this world that are different from youself. For the most part, you probably are not worth their time. To change the perspective a little for you... what I'm trying to say is that the universe in which you seem to be the center of, is actually your inner rectum. Get your head out of your ass, and step off your pedestal so you can take a look around you. Maybe one day you'll see that respect is rewarded for things far from your chest. Current Mood: disappointedCurrent Music: Music from army of darkness | | 7:10 pm |
To the end of all that is Holy.
We preach maturity and self righteousness. We inform the world of our benevolence and purity. We judge and comment on things we know nothing to little about. We are the children of this generation. Now I've never been one to run with the crowd and for that I am pleased. It has come to my attention that lesser minds have been granted the gift of speech. I have been informed of a mistake in God's master plan. I know people who think they are mature. These people tend to be the least mature of anyone. They believe themselves to be better than the rest of human existence while they knowingly behave in the same way as their condemned. These people will not miss an opportunity to show you just how great a person they are... to be humble is impossible for those brimming with success. Far too pure to be incorrect or in the wrong it's a wonder they have any fun at all... In judgement: These people know that their judgements, though sometimes harsh, can not be wrong. If you could only see through their eyes you would understand. Allow me to let you in on a little secret. Everyone that was born on or after January 1st of 1987 was given a special power. This power, as I have come to understand, is the ability to know everything, without question, regardless of age, experience, or ability. As a result, when someone born on or after that date find us crazy, unworthy, immature, worthless, lazy, pathetic, ANYTHING... we should bow our heads in shame, because we can never be as holy as them. Now please do not assume that I am referring to all children born on or after that date. Some of them choose not to judge people despite their special gift. These children are as pathetic as the rest of us. To not use such a great power to its potential is essentially a trespass on God. Side Note: One who believes somthing that you do not believe does not make them crazy. To label these people as crazy is to close your mind to possibility. It is people with these closed minds that cause the wars, the holocausts, the racisms, the hate crimes, genocide, crusades and every other wrinkle in an otherwise peaceful existence. Without you the world WOULD be a better place. So stop running around playing victim all the time, because the rest of us are the victims. Current Mood: annoyedCurrent Music: My lovers loverly voice | | Monday, February 27th, 2006 | | 2:51 am |
To see if this works.
So apparently this widget here will let me post livejournaly things without actually being on Livejournal. If you can read this, I wasn't lied to. If you can't... well then you can't read this and I won't tell you what it means. Current Mood: tiredCurrent Music: Marilyn Manson - Sweet dreams | | Thursday, February 23rd, 2006 | | 9:38 am |
I woke up this morning...
with the intent of not smoking. I'm one hour into the morning with no cigarette and I'm already wanting one. I will not smoke one, at least not till say... 230 or so, MAYBE. Not sure. Cigarettes are SOOOO good though. They make you all peaceful and regular on the inside. YEAH BITCHES!!! Current Music: Gerald McBoing Boing | | Monday, February 20th, 2006 | | 12:57 pm |
Only death could ever hope to stop me.
When I love, it's unconditional. My hate is absolute. If I lie, it's important that you know I meant to. I will never lie to those who know they are important to me. I only try when I know I will succeed. If success is not achieved, I never cared to in the first place. I know exactly who I am and why I am here. For the first time in my life I am confident in that. I've hurt people on my way to this time in my life. I'd apologize but Im not sorry. Your pain was probably deserved. The tears you shed by my hand should not cause you to anger. Instead think back to all the shit you've pulled on me. I can't imagine that this entry seeks any desired end. The words I've written are of very little thought. Be well my friends and enjoy your day. Current Mood: sickCurrent Music: No music | | Saturday, February 4th, 2006 | | 9:33 pm |
a segment on love... I think
Is or is not love a vague word? The meaning behind the word is quite specific, however the word holds within it a volume of possibilities unfathomable. Now, one might say that love is a bond between two people that will carry them through any obstacle in their life. This person might be right. Another person might think that love is actually an energy, not quite a bond, that is strong enough to demolish all obstacles in a couples life so they don't have to deal with it. This could also be correct. Even another possibility is to say that love is the key to endless happiness. Again, this person could be right. I beg to differ on all these parts. That is not to say that these are not necessarily qualities of love. I just do not believe that these are the important aspects of said love. Rather, somthing my friend said (who can take credit for it if he or she desires in a comment or what have you) "Love is the most honest thing in the world." This might seem like bullshit, or common sense to you. You might disagree because the most honest thing in the world is not exactly a description of anything in particular. But it is what I choose to believe. Love is in fact the purest of all possible honesty. Without honesty there could not be love. When honesty is fading... love is already gone. Have a good night everyone. Current Mood: pensiveCurrent Music: "Another Brick in the Wall" (Part 3) - Pink Floyd | | Wednesday, December 14th, 2005 | | 12:56 am |
To comment
To Begin: I have finalized essentially everything needing to be finalized though SUNY Purchase. I have been accepted, arranged for on campus housing, registered, and got all of my financial aid documentation in for this comming semester. The only variable that now poses a threat to my future education is the difference between my financial assistance and the actual cost of this comming semester. Side Note: After a fair deal of stressful and all-in-all non-pleasing criteria on the home front, I am confident in saying that everything has settled back to what I would concider to be better than normal. My mind is relaxed and my nerves aren't shot. What's more, the overall quality of my life has been bettered. So I guess that would be a good side note. To Conclude: Though life can be difficult, clouded with emmotion and therefore inevitably stressful, it can be said that logic and patience will pull you through. I would rather like to believe that logic and patience simply teach you that the difficulties and clouds are not nearly as complicated and dense as the stress would imply. Therefore, as I have said in the past without thinking much into it; "if you sit back, relax, and look at the big picture" . . . Current Mood: I amCurrent Music: Children of Bodom - "Follow the Reaper" | | Thursday, November 3rd, 2005 | | 10:33 pm |
so... I win
I got re-accepted to purchase. This is good because working sucks. Not sure how im gonna pay for school but hopefully itll all work out. Everyone enjoy. Zaijian! Current Mood: contentCurrent Music: dry kill logic - "rot" | | Sunday, October 30th, 2005 | | 10:49 pm |
not today little white box
work is shitty. I hate work. I have the karate kid I, II, III and IV which is actually "the next karate kid" and it kicks the ass. thats about all little white box. Bye | | Tuesday, October 11th, 2005 | | 3:14 am |
one, two un-buckle my shoe.
Sometimes I'm over filled. I randomly take a hunk of ice and nonsense spoken keenly. Then I over fill some inkwells and never say anything about lollipops screaming lightly without yarn. Whenever random things eminate from anywhere, I close my hand around endless sand dunes. A tower from hilly Iowa excretes stupid lines of oblonged chicken wings. Then every bird swoops down to give offerings of fish and meat. This yeilds massive late elbow octopuses in ways of stupidity. When I have steak I enjoy the rough meat inside from offerings made under tower sauce with little green yacks. Without the birds how would offerings be understood when green trees hover in town. How about when boats go over falls under the tunnel? They break the reefe and enter some anomoly relating keenly to ice and nonesense that's gross. Then money has yarn that hasnt had a friend nearly all during spring. A bird never has duty. When cows have utters they tear the thread and incidentally knock new friends gone. I think this has some energy that ever lives via satelite entering orbit randomly. My life is inviting but view it in great new sings greating. My shark can hike to infinity but tires out obviously before utopia can take. Can owls ever feel why my body yearns to wake? And how many owls are large enough estimatedly to buy an odd shaped device to yard. Can I think diligintly enough in this diagram to navigate anyone to stop? Anyway you need to do an insignia should will you out of nonesense but this can be quite understood as that. May I see chicken with a decent nail to scratch the aardvark in years? Why I can not seem odd for water is unbelievable concidering no thing dire has even come remotely close said and to with all the no and do. Then where is hyrule when your missing dog is expired from prison. Then randomly you eminate a sound of satisfation for ice with out a name. Where is the no man from the late show under my escalator. Can narcolepsy ever cause the enigma of stupidity? School pays most everyone to organize religious prayer when low self esteem runds to and over the cunt at underwhere drive thru. Current Mood: ehCurrent Music: Heart Beat | | Tuesday, October 4th, 2005 | | 10:57 pm |
Captain Jack Sparrow
So I almost got arrested for criminal trespassing today... I wish I did. Good night. | | Saturday, September 24th, 2005 | | 9:11 pm |
Drop everything.
Lot's of people around me are really depressed recently. Some of them are concerned with where they are heading in life. Others are concerned with the impression they are making on the world. Most of them are concerned with things they've done in the past. Their concerns may be different, but time holds them together. Some are worried about the future, others the present and most, the past. What's done is done and what will be done will be done when it's time for it. Today though, right now, you are looking at my live journal post, right now, and it is in fact all that matters, right this second. Because it is here that you are, it is this you are reading and the past and present can not hurt you here. It shouldn't hurt anyway, so my point is now. Now that we've gotten the past and future out of the way, let's think about now. What we do now is all in preparation for tomorrow. What has happened in the past, is what got us here now. So just worry about now, not necessarily where today will bring you, but what you can do today to make tomorrow alright. It's easier and better that way. I think. On a more personal note. You aren't pathetic, and maybe you don't compare. But the lack of comparison is just that. The general majority of the world sucks ass at everything and anything and I hate them. Be grateful you do not compare to that. Additionally, everyone is good at something. Be it painting, or guitar, or listening, or just being their for someone when they need help. No one has to be excellent at anything, because perfection is too boring. It's our flaws and failures that make life interesting and fun. Without them, we'd have nothing. There isn't anything too small, no skill, however untrained or amateur, lacks greatness. So concentrate on your potential, and don't forget about the things you can do, they will never leave you. Unless you lose your hands or somthing... But besides that... yeah. So... be well and never forget about the people who will love you through it all, and the things you've accomplished, with or without their help. Good night. Current Mood: cheerfulCurrent Music: Nope |
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