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Just bought a lot of groceries...yay!
Just smoked Hookah for two hours with Amir. Bad-ass... (Wish that girl I'd called would have attended.)
That new server was so damn cute. She's got a lucky boyfriend.
Only one more homework assignment due before spring break. Hell, only one more day of classes, for that matter!
And I'm finished with LJ.
No, it's not the nicotine talking...
No, I'm not in some dire emotional state...although that would probably be interesting.
I'm just done with LJ.
Just thought I'd share.
Have a great spring break, everyone! |
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| Flutter... |
[Mar. 5th, 2007|12:32 am] |
wonder why the
butterfly flutters by
you haven't let go
or even tried
the end is past
no longer near
shed your last...
...tiny tear. |
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| PvP Online - Cat and Dog |
[Feb. 26th, 2007|07:32 am] |
I have not been given rights to share this image, but it saves you the time of clicking the link, and I'm not profiting, so it'll be our secret... Shhh... ;-) |
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| Is it christmas yet...? |
[Feb. 24th, 2007|02:18 pm] |
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| | Happy Days Of Youth -- Vicki Delor (wow, I admitted this?) | ] |
No, not a change of heart, I still dislike the holiday, but I saw something today...
- 100mW Pyro model offers 60 miles of range
- So powerful, its beam can ignite matches
- DANGEROUSLY powerful beam!
- Truly destructive — eye protection a must
Not that I want that one, but I figured it'd get your attention. The one I want can burn through electrical tape. It's also here:
http://www.destructivegear.com/
I really thought items like this would be illegal, but wow, what fun. 30 miles away, there's a dot on a wall, and the people can't figure out why the hell their cat is freaking out. I guess I'd need a telescope and a stability stand. Oooh! You could see the vibrations of a surface from a mile away. Think about how the small oscillations would be magnified over that distance. Wow... I should really get back to my tech writing teacher paper.
Why don't you come to the ALA meetings? Geeze... |
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| Scissors for my Heartstrings... |
[Feb. 22nd, 2007|06:11 pm] |
Y'know... no matter how much you try, you can't always control what you think, or the way you think. We're lucky to be able to control our actions. And sometimes our actions and courses of action have an effect on our thoughts. But isn't that backwards?
Why can't I decide to think one way and do it? Why can't my mind repair itself without needing chemical elixirs (read: Monster and/or Rx) Why can't I give up on dreams and fantasies and devote my mental energy to reality and surety?
Whatever happened to lobotomies, I'm sure we almost had the science perfected... |
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| Speechless, second time in a week... |
[Feb. 16th, 2007|01:04 pm] |
"So what are you going to do when you graduate? What work?"
"I don't know, I haven't been able to rule anything out except body-builder and football player..."
"There's a good friend of mine who happens to be the lead designer for Nokia in San Diego, I bet he'd like to talk to you."
"...."
wow... |
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| Speechless... |
[Feb. 14th, 2007|09:45 pm] |
"On a separate note, are you interested in helping my research group this coming summer? I am looking for an undergraduate to help in developing computer systems. Naturally, this would be for pay. It's a good group and I think you might have fun and even learn something. Let me know."
Wow! |
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| Feb'ua'y sucks. |
[Feb. 13th, 2007|12:00 am] |
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| | "I'm Like A Lawyer With The Way..." --Fallout Boy | ] |
Febuay sucks. Especially the middle of it. If I didn't have so much to do, I'd try sleeping through it.
Bleh. Even the cookies and cream ice cream didn't cheer me up. Then surfing the internet with all the hearts and shit everywhere. EVERYWHERE. Banners are unavoidable.
Facebook has these...gifts...
Yay.. Another way for me to realize I'm ignored.
Someday I'll cheer up...
...skeletons are always smiling, right? |
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| The Greg Machine |
[Feb. 7th, 2007|08:05 am] |
I've been busy. Really. 18 credits, two jobs, and chairman of a student group.
I've also been looking into jobs. Yeah, real world. I must return, and I guess sooner than intended.
Damn GPA...
And Kay left livejournal. Maybe I'll follow suit...
If I was sure I was going to leave, I would have done so without saying anything. But right now it's just a thought.
Anyway, I'm going to be late and I want to get some new music onto the iPod...
(I downloaded some Industrial just so I can have something in the Genre. ITunes insists on having Genre's I don't have music in...) |
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| Kidnapping |
[Jan. 21st, 2007|05:39 pm] |
My mother always told me I wouldn't amount to anything because I procrastinate.
I said, "Just wait."
So yesterday I was 'forced' to go to Fast Eddies. Now, I'm not saying it was unpleasant, other than the smoke, noise, lack of seating, questionable patrons and cramped rooms, there was a lot that place has to offer.
I'm pretty sure they are violating fire code.
I ate ten peel and eat shrimp, but the 'vein' always causes me to lose my appetite for them. Especially when they get all gritty. I also happily consumed two 'steak-on-a-stick.'
The night before I went to...what's her name...? Cerrycat? Some girl's apartment, who's name I am intentionally neglecting to draw attention to the fact that...
Quite a few people don't know my name. It's not surprising, it's a rather vanilla name and I generally attempt to not stand out. It's better to be known as the quiet somewhat nice guy, than the obnoxious guy who gets on everyone's nerves, right?
But some people, who's names I've known for a long time, surprise me. People I've hung out with on multiple occasions sometimes call me 'Craig.'
One person delightfully pointed out that, "No, Craig is the creepy guy, Greg isn't creepy."
I asked her if she was sure she didn't have that mixed up, but she meant what she said... yay.
So the party at Cerry's was fun, although the gender balance was around 15:4, not favoring *my* particular interests. The mix led to some interesting conversations that a room full of females might not have initiated, such as Ninjas Vs. Pirates. I won't go into detail on this, but I will point out an interesting addition to the argument, Vikings. Hmmm...Vikings...
There was a guy in particular who was especially entertaining. He pantomimed giving head to a friend at one point, as if he was 'forced' to. And at another point he proceeded to dry hump another friend. I think I'll try to make sure to stay out of his 'friends' zone, but he definitely keeps things from being too drab.
Due to my schedule yesterday being rewritten for me, I am behind where I wanted to be. So now I have to try even harder to do something I'm bad at... manage my time. |
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| HELP! |
[Jan. 18th, 2007|09:57 pm] |
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If you always tell the truth, you don't have to remember everything.
So, the help I need. Other than the obvious...
...Why doesn't mayonnaise have any protein? It has large amounts of egg yolks and egg whites. Eggs are a good source of protein, yet mayo has zero grams.
If you can order stuff low cal, can't they let me order it high protein? I need to consume like 220 grams of protein a day. Not really possible on a budget and without a voracious appetite.
Oh yeah, I started working out again. Yay for good habits, I hope I can maintain.
(Only 5 days so far.) |
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| Structured Behavior |
[Jan. 15th, 2007|10:55 am] |
Those who I want to notice me, don't. Those who notice me, tire of me.
I'm going to try to change my behavior. Since I suck at social skills, I'll try to focus on what I suck less at.
I'm going to try to waste less time, try to be more productive.
This isn't a new years resolution, since those are doomed to fail.
This is a 'slow-and-steady' resolution, small changes here and there, re-enforced over time. Success on a small scale beats failure on a large scale any day.
I feel bad for the few people who call me friend, since I'll be rejecting them in favor of staying on campus and doing what I can to improve my GPA. Each semester Grad school drifts farther away... isn't it supposed to get closer? Does this mean I'm going to have to... get a real job?
Debbie erased me from her life. I found an old note I wrote that rang so true it echoed. Something like, "I'm only saying bye for now, but I assume you'll say bye forever." I guess I did know her rather well. It's easy to miss her even though I never held her. And now I never will. I wish I'd held back more, emotionally...
So, my daily card says, "Develop a new good habit." I choose to start writing down my dreams when I have them. That's a good habit, right? It's amazing how awareness of dreams gives you the impression that you're dreaming more.
Enough rambling, there's more to do today than can be done. And hookah is on the horizon. |
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| Insane Asylum |
[Jan. 1st, 2007|07:05 pm] |
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I was looking through my posts. I bitch and moan a lot. So I was going to make a mildly sarcastic post where I was excessively cheery. However, I was unable to muster it. So I'll share some of my conversation with a 'visitor' I'm currently in the same room as...
Cannibals:
"The cannibals live in a shack nearby, but I'd avoid the place if I were you."
How many times have you been near there?
"A few times."
Sounds like you weren't taking your own advice.
"Yeah, I guess not."
When talking about dreams, he points out that his ear hurts:
Does your ear hurt from a dream?
"No, the cop did it."
Was it a dream cop?
"No, he was a cop from the other day."
He wants to be close to me:
"I wanna move, I was thinking of moving out there by you."
It's a bad area though.
"Yeah, it's like a ghetto, right?"
Yeah, it's all a ghetto. St. Louis is a ghetto. (My attempt at dissuasion with a minimum of deception.)
Insane Asylum:
"I was thinking about when I was in the insane asylum..."
Sorry people, I zoned out on the last one and wasn't paying attention...
[This spot may get an update.]
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| Need excitement? |
[Dec. 22nd, 2006|10:12 am] |
Guess what....corn smut.
You know you're curious...
[Update:]
"I actually talk a lot, but I learned to make a short story long and to avoid the long stories altogether. That is my greatest talent." --Someone neater than me
I wish I had that talent. Sometimes I feel like when I start talking I'm leading a train off a cliff. If I can shut up in time, it won't kill everyone. But sometimes my momentum carries the conversation off the edge...
I wish I'd lose my voice more... if I've got something important to say, I can always write it down.
[End update.] |
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| Frustrated |
[Dec. 21st, 2006|06:08 pm] |
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I underperformed. My GPA is dropping this semester.
My head hurts and I feel the aggravation coursing through my veins.
I need a voodoo doll...
...but I can't blame my teachers, so I guess I'd just poke myself.
*poke...poke...poke...*
*sigh*
...I also don't have a Debbie anymore... not anyone even close to Her...
...not anyone who likes me like She did...
*siGh* |
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| E-mail |
[Dec. 21st, 2006|08:04 am] |
I recently received this email:
"spend seven shillings? Should I sleep at night in one of those cracked flagstones in the court, an old leaky water-butt, and the quite delightful to me, to find him so pleasant. He was a There was an old door in this playground, on which the boys had a..."
I really wish they'd been able to finish that thought, it was just getting interesting...
Don't you want to sleep in a cracked flagstone in a court? Or would you rather sleep in an old leaky water-butt?
I can't make this stuff up... |
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| I'm not great... |
[Dec. 13th, 2006|09:07 pm] |
...but I'm ok. Maybe that's enough.
Thanks to everyone who's been around me lately. Thanks for putting up with my issues... Thanks for just being around and letting me be around...
Some I want to thank don't even have LJ... But I thank them anyway! |
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| (no subject) |
[Dec. 8th, 2006|03:10 pm] |
So... either I both went to sleep and woke up before anyone checked their LJ (the previous removed entry), or everyone who did check was too busy to help with my editing...
Unfortunate, hopefully everyone isn't too busy to at least wish me luck. |
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