My network connection is down which means I am confined to a modem. I hate using a modem. Yesterday, I got two new Cure albums: Faith and Pornography. I actually got one of them for free because I had bought twelve CDs from CD Warehouse, entitling me to a free used CD. I bought another CD tower so that I had a place to put all my CDs. I got tired of just stacking the ones that didn't have a home on top of my stereo. On Friday night, I wrote a happy version of the story of my first kiss. I should be putting it online sometime today. As always, I'll post any changes to this update page.
The story about my first kiss has been added to the site. You can access it directly using this link, or you can get to it by following the link on the Random Kibbles and Miscellaneous Gibblets page.
I just got back from Jasper. I went to vote. This was the first election I voted in. I also got my Fossils EP today in the mail. I was so happy.
I just had a fun chat session with a girl named Kathy. She found my web site while searching for information about Queen Victoria ("monarchy") for a school report. It never ceases to amaze me that people actually find my site and take the time to look at it. It amazes me even more that she messaged me on AOL Instant Messenger.
This morning at work, I got to completely redesign a Word 97 document for one of my supervisors. This document will now be used as a template for future exam scheduling. I love doing stuff like that. It makes me feel like my time spent messing with this computer is time well spent.
I got my Early Christianity midterm back today. I got an A - 93 out of 100. I was very surprised. Apparently, I have some talent for critical evaluation. It makes me wonder how well I could do if I actually did all of the reading assignments on time and tried to write my essays some time before the night they were due.
I just finished memorizing my lines for my acting scene that I have to do tomorrow. I chose the shorter part this time so it shouldn't be all that hard to remember. Now, I'm listening to The Cure ("The Holy Hour") and waiting for "Star Trek: The Next Generation" to come on at midnight. I talked to Kathy again this evening. She told me about a teacher in her town who got arrested over the weekend for shooting a couple of kids with a BB gun. The little delinquents were going to egg his house. It sounds to me like he was pretty darn justified. I mean, really, what could a BB gun do other than cause an unpleasant stinging sensation for a few minutes? Maybe that would remind them that it's not nice to egg people's houses.
Inbetween classes today, I stopped at the Taco Bell here on campus and picked up some soft-shelled tacos for lunch. I sat down on a bench in Turlington plaza and started eating my tacos. Before long, a pigeon walked up to my bench and kept me company. It was so nice not to be eating alone that I tore off a little piece of the tortilla and threw it on the ground for the pigeon. He quickly devoured it. I kept throwing bits of soft tortilla bread to the pigeon and he ate every bit. After exhausting my supply of tortillas, I offered other things to the pigeon. I discovered that pigeons like tortillas and cheese, but they aren't at all interested in lettuce or tomatoes. Before long, I had run out lunch items to share with my avian friend. After a few minutes, I felt like getting a cookie out of the vending machines. I brought my cookie back to the bench and began sharing it as well, breaking away little bits and tossing them to the ground beside me. The pigeon liked the cookie part of the chocolate chip cookie, but he didn't trust the chips at all. (Maybe chocolate is bad for pigeons in much the same way that it is for dogs. I don't really know.) I didn't realize until later that I had been chatting with the pigeon as I fed it. ("Oh, I get it. You don't like lettuce. Okay, here's some more cheese.") That would probably explain why there were so many girls smiling at me as they passed by. All in all, I had a very pleasant lunch.
I just got back from Chili's with Jason. I had steak fajitas. They were really good.
At Richard's suggestion, I ordered The Cure's Japanese Whispers from CDNow. He said that it's quite hard to find.
I totally forgot that today was payday. That was a marvelous surprise. On my way to work, I ran into my roommate from this summer. He has a funny name: Michael Scott Wood. Why is that funny? Say it to yourself a few times. Michael Scott Wood...Michael Scott Wood...Michael Scott Wood...
After fighting Metal Gear Rex in "Metal Gear Solid" numerous times and dying every time, I have concluded that one of the requirements for working at Konami is that you have to be a raging sadist.
I just finished "Metal Gear Solid" this morning. That was a great ending. The best way I could describe it is "Oh, my..."
My day hasn't exactly been productive. The only thing that I accomplished was getting my laundry done. Furthermore, I feel myself slipping into a down mood, and I hate those. I could go into specifics here, but I assure you that I've detailed it quite well in the past. Basically, I'm totally alone with no one to care for. I have no girlfriend and not even the merest hope of ever having one. I could continue to sit up and describe the loneliness that has been my lot, but I think the wisest course of action for me at this point would be to simply go to bed and hope that I can get to sleep.
I just added a quote from a song by The Cure to the Image Archive ("Pictures of You"). I also made some minor formatting changes.
Lisa has curly hair now. She came downstairs to tell Allyson that it was her bedtime (Lisa the enforcer!). Her hair looks very pretty. However, even as I was aware of how pretty she was, I had something of a detached perspective. I realized as I looked at her eyes that maybe things worked for the best. Lisa would never have needed me - just like Katie never needed me. When I first saw Lisa last year, something about her reminded me of the Katie I once knew. I think that's what initially attracted me to her. At the time, I chalked it up to a similar Tampa area accent. Tonight, I realized that maybe the thing I saw in that first impression was the very reason why I could never have been her boyfriend - at least not the boyfriend she needs.
Last night, when I was diligently avoiding the paper I had to write, Jason and I went shopping. At Media Play, I got the new Beck Album and "Frame of Mind", one of my favorite "Star Trek: The Next Generation" episodes. When I got in, I decided to watch the Star Trek episode. As I was watching it, I saw how I could relate it to my paper topic. I ended up writing my paper on that Star Trek episode. I finished that paper at around five this morning. That would explain why I'm so tired today. I just got done taking a two-hour nap. Finally, tomorrow is Veterans Day. I don't have any classes, and I don't have to go to work. I'm looking forward to sleeping in.
I just got back from eating/hanging out with the girls upstairs. Lisa made keilbasa, and it was really good. After eating her food, I helped her with dishes so I wouldn't feel like a total leech. Plus, if she had done the dishes by herself or got one of the other girls to help her, it would have been this whole "let-the-little-woman-do-it" cliche. That would have bothered my poor feminist heart to no end. When we headed back to Lisa and Allyson's room, Lisa gave us cake that her mom made. We sat around talking for the longest time after that. It was a lot of fun.
I just fixed a bug in my prototype for Random Poetry Generator 3.0, a bug that has been plaguing me for over a month now. I solved the problem by declaring my input form to be modal. I feel almost like a real programmer.
For reasons I don't fully understand, my credit card company just raised my credit limit by another thousand dollars, giving me a credit line of three thousand dollars. I don't understand their logic at all. Today, Jason and I had a minor anime festival. We rented "Sol Bianca" "Windaria", and "Vampire Hunter D". I had never really watched much anime, but I found these movies enjoyable.
This morning I woke up in a very romantic mood. If I had a girlfriend, she would have gotten a very lovey e-mail in her inbox this morning - and possibly even flowers.
I spent my day off playing "Parasite Eve", and I just beat it. The gun I finished the game with was very powerful. I think I should seek out some food now. Actually, I'd also like to go get "Brave Fencer Musashi" for my Playstation because it comes with a playable demo of "Final Fantasy 8".
While on my way to get some food from the on-campus Subway, I was hit on by two different girls. I only wonder how high their blood-alcohol concentration was.
I just finished "Castlevania: Symphony of the Night" again. This time, I had discovered over two-hundred percent of the castles, giving me a different (better) ending. This time, Maria chased after Alucard after he left which is precisely what I wanted her to do last time.
I just spent the past couple of hours sitting around here in my room talking to Lisa. We talked about all sorts of things. Actually, I spent a lot of the time just nodding my head. It felt really good to listen and try to understand. It felt really nice to feel useful.
My Cure CD came in the mail today. When I got up, Eric told me about it. I quickly pulled on some shoes (no socks) and stumbled down to the area office to pick it up. On the way there, I ran into April and Dan, further proving the theory that you always run into someone you know when you look like crap.
If my day gets any more exciting, I just won't be able to stand it. After getting my CD and talking to Jason and Mary for a bit, I took a shower. When I got out of the shower, I realized that the shorts I wanted to wear were all wrinkly. So I decided to iron them. When I finished ironing my shorts, I decided to iron a shirt and so on. So, basically, I was standing around in my boxers and a t-shirt for like an hour. Then, I talked to Allyson for while. After that, I decided to pick up my room a little bit. For the past fifteen minutes, I have been diligently popping bubble wrap. Don't you wish you were me?
I'm taking control of my life and going to town to shop for a bit.
After going downstairs and taking a look at all the people leaving the game, I decided that I wasn't going to town. I really hate game days. I wish the university didn't even have a football team.
I just got back from shopping. I bought "Brave Fencer Musashi". I think I should put the "Final Fantasy 8" demo in my Playstation now. I also think I might order a pizza.
I just got done talking to Jen. We sat up all night talking. We talked about all sorts of things—how I loved Jessi and never told her, how she hadn't expected to meet Chris, how Katie actually broke up with me, how hard it is for her to be away from Chris, how I was left confused by the whole Lisa situation, how Jen expects guys to revere girls, etc. I basically told her a little bit of everything, and she reciprocated by sharing a lot of things about herself too. I can't describe how much fun the whole thing was. Jen just listened to me talk about anything that came to my head, and I knew that she was really listening to me. She actually understood what I was talking about. It really doesn't seem like I stayed up all night. However, I think I should go to bed now—just because I'll have work/class tomorrow morning.
I just got back from Freshens. I finally motivated myself to leave the dorm by promising myself frozen yogurt.
I just had an English muffin. I actually put margarine on my English muffin. It was really good, and I'm considering having another.
I just got back from Baskin Robbins with Jason. I had a double rocky road in a chocolate-covered waffle cone. This sounds very good, doesn't it? I mean, all that chocolate...Well, the problem here is that immediately upon receiving my cone, it began to melt. Rapidly. By the time I was done with my cone, I had chocolate all over me. I could just see myself meeting my dream girl. "Hi. I've got chocolate ice cream all over my hands and some on my jeans as well. Furthermore, there's a steady stream of melting ice cream pooling on my table. Talk to me."
I just got done with a very creative reply to an e-mail postcard that Jen sent me. I think I'll go to bed now.
I just spent my time at work talking to Toby, one of my co-workers, about bands. We had remarkably similar musical tastes. We started out discussing Fugazi and Minor Threat. Then, we moved on to an in depth discussion of The Cure, a discussion which led to another discussion of Souixie and the Banshees. We ended up with a return to punk/hardcore, discussing bands Crass and Bad Religion. When I got back to the dorm, however, I discovered that I had left my keys upstairs. I really don't know how I even dress myself in the morning.
I find myself sitting here trying to figure out what to put on the update page. Somehow, the words just aren't coming. I guess I'll just start and see where I end up. I can't guarantee that it will be coherent because it is emotional. I am not in the most cheerful of moods. In fact, I have been on a steady progression downward this evening. I feel lonely. Everytime I have gotten my hopes up, they have been proved to be merely false hopes - constructs that I have lied myself into believing. I am foolish for hoping, foolish for dreaming. I am typical. Even though I love to think that I'm unique, I am really only doing precisely what millions of other people do. I absolutely fear being a "typical guy". I need so desperately to be different, but somehow the whole situation with Lisa proved that I am just another guy. I am weak and foolish. I have failed so many people; and, even if they can forgive me, I'm not sure that I can forgive myself. I just need someone to hug me and tell me that it's going to be alright. And maybe as she held me in her arms I would believe her.
I just finished the "Final Fantasy 8" demo that I got with "Brave Fencer Musashi". It was actually hard. I was so proud of myself for beating it. I also got the Smashing Pumpkins' album Adore this evening. Personally, I think it is their best work so far.
Eric and I went to Publix to get groceries just a little while ago. As we were heading to the car, we saw this guy sitting in his car, screaming at a young woman in the passenger seat. He kept yelling, "Get the Hell out!" He even pushed her. This made me rage. I don't care how obtuse or stupid a young woman might have been. It is never acceptable to treat a girl that way. Women should be treasured.
This evening, Jason, Richard, and I rented more anime movies and ordered pizza. I enjoyed the films. After the movies were over, Richard and Jason left, and Jen and Allyson came downstairs to watch "When Harry Met Sally". When the movie was over, we all sat around talking and goofing around. Jen and Allyson just left to go back upstairs a few minutes ago. The room smells very nicely of girls. Why do girls smell so darn nice?
I just beat "Parasite Eve" the hard way to get a different ending. I cleaned out the whole Chrysler Building with my specially-made gun. I must say that Square made a very fine game.
I just got back from the movies with Allyson and Jen. We went to see "Meet Joe Black". I absolutely adored the movie. It inspired a lot of thoughts in me—most of them romantic. Now, however, I think I'm going to take off my tie, loosen my collar, and make some red beans and rice with keilbasa to eat.
I just went to a midnight madness sale at Media Play to get the new live Pearl Jam album. I love it. Pearl Jam is one of those bands that just performs well live.
My long-awaited lyrics page is at last finished. In addition to the lyrics, I have also included a brief summary of why the song is important or relevant to me. You can access the new lyrics page by either clicking on the link on the main page, or you can just follow this link.
I got back from Jasper today. I passed the long Thanksgiving weekend hanging out with my family, reading Star Trek novels, and playing Playstation. Jessi called me on Thanksgiving to thank me for the e-mail I had sent her. It was really good to talk to her. Then today, at about four o'clock this morning, my mom woke me up and said that my car alarm was going off. It had already stopped by the time I got up so I went back to sleep. When I got back from church this morning, I went out to check my car. It seems that someone had thrown a beer bottle at my car and dented it in two places. We called the Jasper Police Department to the scene to fill out a report. The officer who came over had a big wad of tobacco in his mouth. He didn't seem too excited about his job. Perhaps now you can all understand why I have very little good to say about Jasper.