i'm just telling you that i gotta be

Oh man my black Friday was a busy one. Let's see, first I woke up before 7:00 AM! Wholy crap, that's early. Whoever thought about 7:30 start time's for school is a moron, and 8:00 isn't much more civilized. Anyways, we (Kevin, Tom, Will, and Rob) finally got a move around 8:00, first heading out to Office Max. Nothing there, so we left. Then we went to the mall. Walked around some, but didn't get much. As research has proven, the pretty girls are not at the mall in the AM hours. Boo. Did see Allen though up at J Crew. No, it wasn't an acceptable substitute. After the mall we went to Target, where some interesting things happened there. The cart well was completely emtpy at one point, and poor Nick was a bag slave. We then went to some shoe place in the same center as Gingiss. Best Buy was next, followed by lunch, which turned out to be Quiznos.

Ah after lunch we headed out to Hercules to see Phillip and Tim. First we stopped by Staples, to no avail. The trek to Hercules was made, followed by the trip back. The return destination was Hayward, so we hanged around there for a few hours, inside the mall among other places. After coming home and showering, I headed out to Will's house where we watched that Lil Bow Wow movie Like Mike. I was too tired to remember much of it, so I'll refrain from comment.

So in a period of twenty one hours, I traveled maybe 200 miles (15 dollars), made many laps (5 dollars), bought a new pair of shoes (70 dollars), a cd (10 dollars), some lunch (six dollars), paid off some debts (7 dollars), made a little money (+10 dollars), and helped myself feel better. Total monetary cost (plus some extras): ~$125. The memories made: priceless.

Not bad, not bad. The first of two long days is over. One more long day ahead. I'm going to be working on six hours sleep it looks like.

The issue here is not loyalty, nor is it integrity. It's the value of giving your word. Also, just to clarify, man is a being with a mind that thinks and acts for itself. Nobody lives on a leash here.

"Change your underwear too."
"I'm stuffed."

I'm so really tired.

baby i'm sorry
sorry for what i've done, will you forgive me?
will you forgive me?

Good morning, err.

just when i dared to care,
she said au contraire

Ah yes. Feasting day. I didn't do jack all day, except play a long game of AoM with Nick and Kevin. For dinner my family went over to a friend's house. Pretty much an asian thanksgiving out there. Turkey in the tortilla rolls up with hoison (sp?) sauce. Stuff like that. We watched The Time Machine. It was a little confusing, but watchable, I guess. Something about the guy asked if time travel was possible, and some answer about if an event happened, then it has to have existed, and if it didn't, then the people involved would not exist, or something. Pretty confusing. Maybe it's because I had 6 drinks. Then again the first five were pretty weak drinks. I'm feeling fine. Then we started Moulin Rouge, which I've been hoping to watch, but then we had to go like twenty minutes into it. Now I have to finish it sometime.

Whoot, wake up in five hours to start off a busy day.

[13:07] johnny: aight...gonna go start making the turkey
[13:07] me: lol
[13:07] johnny: Happy Thanksgiving, bbl
[13:07] me: this is why you need a wife
[13:07] johnny: indeed
[13:07] johnny: haa
[13:08] johnny: lates
Like somebody said, "their place is in the kitchen." Noo, it wasn't me.

Then at night in the chat room:
"I'm about to study or something."
Whoa whoa there. That's not part of our creed now, haha.

Bleh. Whatever.

even at my worst, i'm best with you

Happy Thanksgiving
Sorry for not coming back with a post last night. It was getting pretty late. Basically yesterday during the daytime I did nothing at all except wash my car. I supposed that's not bad because that took up a good two hours worth of time. Hopefully I'm not going to have to wash that thing again until March or something. Sometime last night I went out for about thirty minutes. Then a crapload of people came to my house.

As tradition would dictate, not everybody arrived up at the same time. Eventually Tom, Will, Ken, Gerald, Steph, Nick, Chester, Tracy, and Charles showed up. We watched xXx. Action movie with some nice cars and big guns and stuff. Oh and Asia Argento was in it. Whoot. Somebody has to find Scarlet Diva on dvd, or something. As the night went on, people started trickling out.

Everybody enjoy your Turkey day now, and don't get into too much trouble. Please don't drink and drive, that's what designated drivers are for. Anybody that takes more than five hits, I'll buy you a cookie.

Too late, too tired. Blog when I wake up.

The life of a community college student (or any student that lives at home, probably) is that of a boring one.

im so confused, where to go? how do i choose?
i guess to find real love i gotta pay my dues

I finished that marriage contract at like 11:55AM yesterday morning. It turned out, but I guess it was kinda week. I do suppose it's better than a quarter of the people in class, who didn't even do it. Then again like a third of the class didn't even show up. I spent the drive out there thinking of the two kid's names, haha. Too bad I didn't have time to think of a better girl's name, it's too common. We now have a permanent sub in that class; the original instructor is pregnant, so you know how that is. She spent half the time talking about herself and her kids. We did group work for a while, but no work got done. I was too busy doing something else. Oops.

Stopped by Target after class. I supported Kristen Kruek and Mandy Moore today. Boy does it cost a bundle to support these chicks. Jhermaine did not get a beanie, boo.

I was going to rewire my amp and sub and wash my car today, but I didn't get around to the washing part. I did rewire everything though. Took about an hour and a half. It looks a little nicer now, and more efficient with spacing. I also covered the red power cord under the hood with the black covering. Maybe I'll wash my car later.

Tuesday nights = tv. It was a Gilmore Thanksgiving, and then there was Smallville. I tell you, Clark doesn't know what he's doing. Dude, basketball on ESPN sucks. There's only like two games on a week now. There used to be double headers three nights a week or something. Boo.

Don't know what I'm doing today. Team member selection is complete.

Here's a part of my contract:
[11:04] Cleaning of kitchen will primarily be attended to by the wife. Areas of concern include but are not limited to: the oven, toaster, assorted drawers and cabinets, stove top, counter tops, sink, interior of microwave, interior of refrigerator and freezer.

The response, compliments of double d:
[11:05] nice
[11:05] Areas of concern include but are not limited to: the house.
Hahaha. Don't we wish.

[00:54] willy: not touching my babies
[00:58] mac: goosebumps is after my time
Dang, that sucks. Then again I wasn't a big R.L. Stine fan myself.

"It aint the size of the ocean, it's the wave in the motion."

NBA news:
Larry Hughes DNP (Did Not Play) - Strained Right Wrist
Yeah, shooting a ball just puts soo much stress on a wrist.

"Clean the barrel after you're done."
-Mac

I'm awake to finish off this marriage contract. My living condition: 2 kids; older sister, younger brother, three years apart. My family lives in a house that isn't too showy, not too big, but comfortable and cozy.

i was so deceived, i thought we had a thing
how could you do me so wrong?

English really sucks. I bet that instructor is really confused or something about the papers I turn in. One essay will be an A, the next wont, and the pattern continues. It's pretty funny, though. If I actually read the stories and take time to write essays, they're good ones. Conversely, if I don't read the stories, the essay isn't so good. She also assigned another essay due next Monday... after break. Boo.

I got pretty pissed in psych today. Got back an essay. Freaking got a B on it. Yet the comments professed that the papr was "extremely well written." The instructor also asked for a copy of it... It so pisses me off. Not to get marked down because the paper sucks, but because of structure and formalities. Then again, the paper wasn't completely mine to begin with, haha. Then we talked about how it's adoption month right now and she was complaining about how much paperwork there is. With the holdays rolling around, the instrutor started talking about how everybody changes as they get older. She told all us first semester college students that even since starting school in August, we've changed. We just don't know it because we're with ourselves everyday, haha.

Didn't get tests back in precalc. Class lasted like thirty minutes. The instructor spent part of the time saying how crappy it is to teach at Laney College. It sounds pretty ghetto out there. We then started off the conic sections, starting with the parabola. It should have been this easy in high school...

One more day of school! Just have to finish off this marriage contract.

Planning is coming along nicely.

"He's going as a piece of corn bread."

Willy's breakdown of grades in high school:
f = too lazy to copy
d = copying
c = copying hw and cheating on tests
b = giving teachers presents
a = you know what's going on

lovely as a summer day
distant as the milky way

Work was okay, they put me on carts. I heard they started to complain about me, but oh well. Not too bad of a day, except Jhermaine didn't holler back at me. I learned that you can't apply lingerie shopping etiquette to regular clothes shopping. There are also no hot guys in Us magazine.

Saw a white Integra in the parking lot. Matching white rims, exhaust, tinted windows, drop, clear corners, hiper whites, and tricked out tail lights. Looked into the cockpit... automatic. Pfft. Then the driver got in. Turns out to be a woman. I should have expected as much.

Anyways, those Target employees. Funny. Especially those in the corner. Operators say the darnest things.

Nothing done at all after work. Played the first mission of AoM. No actual "homework", though I do have something to take care of. Not much tv today either. I watched a little bit of Runaway Bride, but that was it. No spots on today, boo.

Looks team arf will have a chance to avenge their loss in the second meeting against team xs sometime this weekend.

My away during work:
back into the salt mine
better enjoy this day like it's not mine
some things are bound to change
for after today it's never gonna be the same

No, it doesn't foreshadow me coming out of anything.

[02:03] you didnt' get a good hand
[02:01] p: he may have been abducted by aliens
[19:59] Ken: that was a quicky

Tom: man...i'm getting old!
Jhermaine: i feel like im 15
Nick: i feel 65 dude
me: well, i act like im 14

Dude. Old people really are smart. And good for information and advice. They know their stuff. Listen to their words of wisdom.

if i can't have you, i'll just be single for the rest of my life

Big Game
Stanford finally lost to Cal. What can I say? This was one of the worst Stanford teams in years. Their quarterback is weak and has a puny arm that can't throw. As for the Cal kicker, he shanks a lot of balls. I guess Cal needed this game for pride or something, since their season officially doesn't mean anything. Those frauds.

With all those Nobel prize winners and geniuses in general out there, I'm suprised they haven't been able to conjur up a fancy idea to deal with traffic issues up there. Almost an hour to find parking, and an hour to leave after the game. And we all know about walking across campus. "Oh let's stick the campus with the students with the highest grades and most protesty on top of a hill." Crazy. One guy said he'd move his car "off his driveway" to let us park there, for 50 dollars. First of all, where's he gonna move to when the streets already full? The lawn? Kiss my foot. Liberals...

Those kids knocked over a goal post after the game. Crazy Cal students. They should be able to afford it, though. Over 71, 000 attended the game. Multiply that by 50 dollars a ticket, that's over 3.5 million dollars. Add in the inflated food, drink, and other useless crap, you're left with a big rip off.

At one point during halftime there was a single engine plane that flew over the stadium with a banner asking some woman to marry some guy. Not bad. Add that to the ever growing list of nice-and-dandy-but-borrowed-ideas-that-work. Crap. Good luck to that guy.

At least the girls there are still... girls. Arf. Oops, haha.

After thinking about it for a while, and a little harder lately, I'm likely now going to apply to UCD (and anywhere else respectable) for sophomore standing in the 2003-2004 year.

Short little comic here drawn by Soso over at fobsquad.

Planning is going well.

My bro:
[00:51] i need to get a smarter brother
[00:54] it would be a greater struggle to be like him
[00:55] so i just be lazy and im not like him

Some More Quotes
[22:35] Gerald: yea...im the picker-up
[22:35] Me: haaha
[22:36] Gerald: when you're down... i'm there to bring u rite back up
[22:36] Gerald: but....i mite slam u down further first
Thanks, man.

[00:08] person 1: I remember her being a lot smaller
[00:08] person 2: she's dreamy

[00:14] Kevin: i can tell jerry cuz he wont understand
Haha, boo.

[01:11] jerry's gonna get thrown in jail soon

[01:14] make out ur will first, cuz u wont survive prison

[01:36] person 1: your were already border line stupid
[01:36] person 1: now you're heading toward mentally disabled

every night in the dark i lie awake in bed
how am i supposed to dream with all the static in my head?

Finally watched the Victoria's Secret Fashion Show today. It was alright, went as expected. There's only one thing to say: whoa! That and the bangs don't work for Heidi Klum, but then again bangs don't work for many people. I also got a 75 dollar prepaid credit card through Mastercard. Basically I now have 75 dollars to spend. Unless I spend it all by that next week, the new James Bond movie is on me.

I really wanted to go to the mall today, but I didn't even get changed. Looks like no aroma therapy kit for me, either. Boo. Too bad for not going. I felt like dropping three digits, too. Maybe some other time. I also wanted to go get some chips or something. Something to snack on. If I went to the mall, I woulda stopped by Safeway or Albertson's or something. Maybe that dog selling guy is still in the Albertson's parking lot, haha. I haven't been to Safeway in a while either.

Earlier I was watching the Bucks @ Warriors game. That game was all Warriors, until the last two minutes of the game. Then they lost it. Dude, if I were the coach I'd be pissed. He's working his tail off trying to come up with brilliant ideas for plays, but his team doesn't execute. What a waste of imagination and creativity. That would really suck, to know what to do as a player, but end up having things turn out differently than planned. Maybe it slipped his mind, or he simply just didn't pull himself together. The end result? No gold.

It looks like a few within the group has been having a crappy month. Whether it be issues with school, people, or within ourselves, a lot hasn't been going well lately it seems. All you have to do is read some blogs or look at the way things are being said. It's time to do something crazy. Something out-of-the normal. Thigns are getting way too boring and dull. It shouldn't be this way... To everybody out there: keep forging ahead and gogogo. Minerva will guide the way for us. If we're lucky, Aphrodite will make a stop, too.

hippotardimus (6:14:09 PM): did your crotch feel funny?

The following is from Trish:
"Jerry, why the hell would you put up a gf application? Are you desperate or something?"
"I wanna know which girls are stupid enough to fill it out."
Haha, always so blunt.

"Well... I'll talk to you later, if you're still alive."
Still rollin...

Oh man, my dad's great. Whether I'm looking for it or not, I can always count on him for a one-liner that makes fun of me.

Freaking... Ken just got home or something and the first thing he does is force me to shell out of my AoM game, which causes my army to die. It was my first time playing that game, too. I think I was winning. And yes, he is a moron.

i wouldn't have nothing if i didn't have you

Class got cancelled today. Didn't do anything (as usual) except pick up the brother from school. Watched Monster's, Inc. . Well what can I say? It's a movie made for kids, but it was still entertaining to watch. I caught myself laughing sometimes. Yao Ming went for 30 and 16 earlier. Sat down to ER later on. Is it me, or does Leslie Bibb slightly resemble a younger Jennifer Garner? Regardless, they're both pretty. No homework to do at all this weekend, except for that marriage contract. Hopefully it isn't too hard to do, and hopefully I come out alive. =p

While going through the pile under my desk looking for something, I came across the 2002 senior ball bid. Brought back a few memories, and reminded a few about some current sentiments. Then I found the old TGU ranking with the school and police systems, haha. Great group history.

I have an extra ticket for the Stanford @ Cal football game this Saturday ~12:30 PM. If you're interested in going let me know ASAP!
Friday Morning Update: I now have three extra tickets

[16:04] gerald: jerry: im pulling ur kinda grades in that (chemistry) class
[16:04] me: who cares
[16:04] gerald: i do
[16:04] me: C gets you a BS, does it not
[16:04] gerald: uh
[16:04] gerald: i have a 69.8 rite now
[16:04] gerald: its not yet a C
[16:04] me: i dunno about that one then

Hello everybody! I'm at home.

More News
Japanese Scientists Examines A Woman's `Breast Side'
Something about how bust size correlates to character. Thanks to Felix.

Woman Attempts All-`Man-Juice' Diet
Semen... well you know how they say it's full of vitamins and nutrients and all that good stuff. Thanks to Garrett.

See Note
NOTE OF WARNING: The above link is from an asian forum and shows pictures (and a periodical article) of preparing and consuming human fetuses. It is sick nasty. The link's there to show you that it does happen in some parts of the world. You will not feel well after viewing these pictures. This is not a joke. Provided by Willy.

this is how another human life could have the power to take over mine

Well, today was a mixed blessing. I got up at 10:30 AM or so, giving me a normal amount of sleep. Looked a bit over my precalc, then headed off to class. Jhermaine didn't drive close enough to the parked cars...

English = boring. Psych was pretty cool, good discussion on the developing brain. We got our tests back, with a 47 out of 47! Woohoo! Gonna celebrate that, cuz that makes up for the precalc test. Got by the last page and a half. Spanked. It got to the point where the guy next me started swearing and complaining to the instructor, so he told him to shutup, haha. Oh well. My basically-a-1.5-week-vacation started an hour and a half ago.

It was getting late, so I ate healty for dinner. A bowl of cereal.

One of the guys stole my girlfriend application and used it to find information about a girl. He told her I was an upper division psych major doing research. Ingenious.

"Too nerdy... CE major = negative houston."
"Count to 100 backwards." -Gerald

Posers + noobs = weak

Newsbits
Global goofs: U.S. youth can't find Iraq
Ummm, wasn't geography part of the fourth grade curriculum or something?

Paper: Abortion opponent admits killing doctor
Yes, I know the practice is sickening, but don't kill the doctor over it.

Victoria's Secret on TV 'soft porn'?
No way. That's why it's showing at 9:00. As someone noted, if you ask any of those models working the runway if they feel degraded or not, they'll tell you they're up there because they want to. It's always those that aren't up that say it's a bad thing.

Students fight Dublin drug testing plans
Ehh, I say find something better to do with that $7500. It's one thing to find someone lighting up in the bathroom during class or in the locker room. What students do on the weekends is their prerogatives.

My pick for The Bachelor tonight is Helene.

Well it looks like somthing's wrong. The acne is starting to come back a bit. That mean's I'm either not sleeping enough or feeling stressed. Sucks. Also, while I was showering, I started to get a tingling feeling in my back. That is weird because I only get that feeling when I'm nervous. It's not just any nervousness either, I get that feeling exclusively right before I do a certain thing. Stupid hormonal imbalances.

I forgot to mention earlier that while sitting in precalc lecture on Monday, the guy next to me was saying that he had to show up in court Tuesday for his trial. The system is so slow, as his incidence occured like eight months ago. Anyways our corner of the room started laughing because he was making jokes about how he didn't want to go to jail, haha. Anyways best of luck through his court proceedings, and hope to see him in class for the rest of the semester.

he can't love you like i do

Omg. Slept at 4:00 AM this morning. Tried to get up at 8:30, but I snoozed till 10:00 AM. Crazy. Right after I got out of bed, it was gogogo essay writing time. I needed 5 pages on why spousal abuse is a problem in America and all that good stuff. I started in the morning with 1.5 pages done from the night before (hence the 4:00 AM, kinda). So I typed and typed and typed - my pile and shovel got bigger as the time wore on. Finally I managed to put together a 6.33 page long paper. I hope I do decently on it. Okay so sociology class is way too much work for when taken as general education. I've now made it through 3 out of 4 classes this week, with just that precal test coming up tomorrow night.

I came home way tired. Took myself a savage two hour nap from 3:30 - 5:30 or something. At least I felt alive after. That's two days now that I didn't make my bed in the morning. Lazy me. I think it's decided that from now on the Tuesday night lineup is going to start off with Gilmore Girls, followed by Smallville (dude what's Clark doing!), and finished with The Real World. Buffy is getting too difficult to follow, and I just can't seem to force myself to switch over to JAG. Maybe it's time to shower, and find a wife.

Shoot, I just realized I'm probably going to be taking that test well past 9:00 PM. If you follow tv at all, you know what's on tomorrow at that time on channel five at 9:00. Once a year, it is. So don't miss it.

"Imagination is more important than knowledge."
-Albert Einstein (1879 - 1955)

"Jerry's a fob."
No I'm not. It's just sometimes I can't talk right.

[01:24] gerald: *wham wham wham wham wham*

Part of my bibliography for my essay:
Ling, F. Revelations in Pimp Slapping and Biaa Regulating.
Journal of Dongology, Nov 2002.

[10:09] <arf\d\> you're performing in college... just like i did
[10:09] <arf\d\> brings a tear to my eye :~)
Are you saying I can be this lazy at an actual respectable university? Haha.

They just delivered the newspaper...

Uh, haha. I thought I was blind (oh wait, I am), but I found out that I indeed was seeing those things floating across the sky. All I wanted to do was to make my wish, and that I did. Woohoo!

This sucks; I don't see squat. Such a loser.

Freaking Ayyyy! G' damn, shutup already.

hell i must be crazy

Woke up at 9:30 to start working on my two essays. I was typing away like a mofo. Well, at least work from two of my classes are now over. Turned in two english essays, a psych essay, and took a psych test today. All I have left is a fat five page essay I have to do for sociology before 12:00 PM tomorrow, and a precalc test on Wednesday that's going to be whack. Then my semester is basically done, less some finals. Nothign else really to report from this front; things have been boring like a mofo. Does anyone want to go see the Laramie Project at LPC? Prices are ten dollars general admission, seven for students. I'm sure we can "borrow" ID cards or something. Dates are on the left.

“Queenie’s face changed-for a moment she looked as if she didn’t know who she was. Then she recovered from her happiness. She came and put her arms around me and spoke into my ear, in a voice that was shivering and shy and triumphant.” (Queenie, 269)

"In my feelings for Mike the localized demon was transformed into a diffuse excitement and tenderness spread everywhere under the skin, a pleasure to the eyes and ears and a tingling contentment, in the presence of the other person. I woke up every morning hungry for the sight of him, for the sound of the well driller's truck as it came bumping and rattling down the lane. I worshipped, without any show of it, the back of his neck and the shape of his head, the forwn of his eyebrows, his long, bare toes and his dirty elbows, his loud and confident voice, his smell. I accepted readily, even devoutly, the roles that did not have to be exmplained or worked out between us - that I would aid and admire him, he would direct and stand ready to protect me." (Nettles, 165)

"You're more of a... hey / how's it going type
not a hello / how are you type."
Hmmmmm.

Whoo procrastination has again caught up and bit me in the rear.

Work today. I think I took like a forty minute break or something. Oops. Not much else to say, except the part about Nick calling me blind. I forgot to support Kristen Kruek and Mandy Moore today. Also I just realized I'm missing a fat stack of magazines next to my monitor, which I now remembered are in my car. After spending a little time on the computer after getting home, I took a nap for about an hour. Raiders beat the Patriots, and I managed to catch the second half of Alias.

Usually I'm a straight-foward type of guy. You'll usually know what I'm thinking or feeling. If I do beat around the bush, it wont last long and happens when I'm assessing the situation or doing recon, or something. Generally I'm easy to get along with. If I don't like you, I might not tell you, but you'll know it. But I do somehow make my intentions known. If you have a problem or issue with me, okay whatever. Let's work it out. Maybe everything will just turn out to be some sort of misunderstanding. We'll solve the issue verbally, or at least that's my hope. If that isn't good enough for you, too bad, but fine. Whatever. Dont' just randomly throw out signs and show up out of no where. I'm not a girl I don't have that sixth sense. Come see me about it. Let's dance.

My right calf has been hurting like a mofo the past few days. I have no idea why. It's heckav sore or something. At least my right eye isn't swollen anymore. I get that once in a while. Everytime I blink it would hurt. I want to say it's because I slept on it or something.

"Well, I don't know if they've gotten to it in school yet, but you can't make babies by just grabbing booty."
"UCR was for the better."

[22:37] 1: my kids arent watching television till theyre 21
[22:37] 2: how come
[22:37] 1: corrupt their minds
[22:37] 3: hahahhaa
[22:37] 2: what about childrens programming?
[22:37] 2: or sesame street?
[22:38] 1: you give them sesame street then you gotta give them american pie
[22:38] 1: so why start

Jhermaine: for our sociology project
Jhermaine: im having 4 kids
Jhermaine: my wife isnt working
Jhermaine: and we're living completely on my earnings
me: uh
me: i need a wife
me: haha

it's days like this i run and hide

Nick called me blind today. He was right. He also called me blind Friday night, again he was correct. Sometime over the summer Jhermaine called me blind. Perhaps also correct in a different context. I have no doubt during senior year somebody called me blind as well. Junior year, everybody said I was blind; they were probably right. For as long as I've known Willy he's called me blind. So due to overwhelming opinion and evidence, I am blind. I'm also sometimes incompetent, too. Without a doubt I am ignorant. I make quite the idiot and moron.

There's no way in heck I'll ever learn to keep my mouth shut, so I tried doing a next best thing: not analyzing information but simply processing and passing it along. Remember how I used to talk out of my rear and talked a bunch of crap and had a tendency to generally misconstrue things? Not today, no. Relayed information, like a drone. Nick was being a good listener, right until he talked out of his rear and stated the obvious. Again my money was wasted at LPC for my engilsh class. That whole midterm I wrote on irony didn't need to be based on a transcript. 105 mph on the freeway coming home. It felt like nothing; not even the rush was there.

"Yet the first bringer of unwelcome news, hath but a losing office, and his tongue sounds ever after as a sullen bell, remember'd knolling a departing friend."
-Henry IV part 2, act I, scene i

Well I guess Charles was in the neighborhood and decided to drop by my house and stay a while. Maybe it's beginners luck, but the guy has a decent cs game. Like most other similar versions, his true story of finding the right girl was a pretty one. Best of luck and may the sun shine down on you, or something. The guy left about an hour ago.

so tell me that you don't think i'm crazy

Woke up pretty early today at 9:45 or so. About an hour or so later I went to Ken's house to pick him. Turns out Charles wanted to go to cvhs with us so while we waited for him to get ready Ken decided to be a punk online. After picking up Charles we headed for the school. Kids today are ghetto or something; they insisted on entering the parking lot in a loud manner. We went inside the gym to catch a peak of the coa regional or something. Apparently there was an entrance fee, but forget that we just walked to the other door instead. We only watched for a few minutes or something. You know, that cheerleading sport is only so much fun before it gets boring to watch. We went back outside to say hi to a few kids who were there digging dirt for rotary club or something. After hanging out there for a while, we went back inside the gym where they were giving out awards and bids for nationals. Obviously cvhs won a lot of stuff, it's one thing the school is good at. Maybe because the school actually doesn't mess with it, like other things. At one point an adult came behind us and asked what we were doing. At this point I'm thinking: "Oh #@% no." Then I realized that ella estaba hablando en espanol. Turned out to be Sra Domingez (sp?) talking to Charles. Anyways, it doesn't look like I'll have anything to make money off of, haha. I went to give Ken a lesson in how to be a player, but I guess Charles forgot to tell me he was going to take over or something. We went back to Ken's house.

The kids don't know how to cook, so I ended up making something quick on the stove for them. Gaming, tv, online time was how we passed most of the time. Ken was stealing the keyboard from me even when I was using it. Punk. Anyways eventually we got around to cvhs. You know, same ol same ol, dirt and baggage on everybody. Whose doing what, whose not doing something, who broke up with who (and the opposite, if not close to), what's up basically. Some really great stuff. I HAD NO IDEA! Then some not so happy stuff. But good stuff came again. It's nice to know the conditions around school still, to a point. Ah, reminds me of myself during my younger years. Again the Inside Drive master maintained his high winning percentage with a defeat over the eastern all stars.

My mom came home from being in China/Taiwaan for over a month today. Brought back a lot of clothes and stuff from the area. Now there's a pile of stuff on my bed.

I got none of heckav work done. Crap.

[22:02] Gerald: sea water is a little too salty for my taste

"But seriously, put her in her place... the kitchen."
Omg please don't hurt me.

I was dressing myself after my shower, and while putting my pj pants on I guess some of it rolled up under my foot or something, and my foot ended up getting caught in the pant leg like perpendicular to the direction of the pants or something. The result: some major foot binding imitation.

oh how i wish that i wasn't so shy;
it wasn't that i, i never had experience in chasing ladies

Well, I set my alarm for 9:00 in the morning to go see the counselor, but I said forget it and went back to sleep. Then sometime later I guess a fob relative of mine called to see if my mom and grandma got back to the U.S. yet. I guess he was speaking a different dialect that I'm not familier with, so I asked him anyways if he knew how to speak mandarin. Luckily he did, kinda. Despite our combination of broken english & mnadarin he was able to ask me whether or not my mom and grandma had gotten back yet and I was able to tell him that they landed in the south land last night. Yay for bilingual-ness.

Went to Target to buy some toiletry stuff. Today I supported Jessica Biel, and Sunday after work I will support Kristen Kruek and Mandy Moore.

I sat down to Heartbreakers this afternoon. Jennifer Love Hewitt was in it. The movie was funny, and the acting job was good. Good movie. Too bad they cut out the gym/treadmill running scene. Did I mention that JLH is in it? Though I hate to state the obvious, I have one word to describe that woman: hott. As the saying goes, arf is for real.

As for the evening, Nick and I went out to CSU Hayward to see the drama production The Marriage of Bette and Boo. It's narrated in the first person perspective, but is acted in the third person. The play follows the life of a boy, Skippy, across twenty years time. The story starts with his mother's and father's wedding, then goes back and forth between his birth, family holidays, numerous childbirths, deaths, and other issues the family encounters. I really did like it. Maybe I should go see some more drama productions; maybe even a musical or opera or two. I dunno... 40-50 dollars to go see something out in the city or the Mondavi at Davis. Though I really do want to see something and culture myself a bit.

Oh btw while going out there we saw a freshly hit deer off the side of the road. I do wonder what that car that stopped next to it ended up doing.

Being able to type dirty again does leave it's little sadistic feelings.

"Will I see you again?"
-"Try wishing upon a star."

"Once upon a time there was a guy named Jerry. He was obsessed-and I mean obsessed, with girls."
Whoot you can say that again.

ShrimpSiumai (11:08:22 AM): you dream too much

Full Name I think… Jur E. Sadork

from this moment on

Class. Soo boring. Got more stuff to do now. Have to do a marriage contract-type thing with a girl outside of class. Crap. Then gotta read eight chapters in the novel or something by next week. Crap x2. So much work this weekend. After I wake up tomorrow morning it's all downhill, or something. Gonna wake up semi early tomorrow morning and go see the LPC transfer counselor about which classes to plan for later down the road. Suck.

The rice I made earlier came out fine, I think.

Dude, they cancelled Off Centre! What the heck. Chau was too funny.

I knew somebody else had this idea too.

Tom: "o man...wonder if she's been in the sun too long or something."

"What was that? That was more than an eyeful."
Oops.

Hmm, I hope that pot of rice I just prepared turns out okay, unlike the last time.

you never see me fall apart
in the words of a broken heart

Woke up heckaf too early today. After I got up at 11:00 AM or so I worked my tail off writing an essay arguing that the lack of character of development at school is not offset by the academic and financial gains of a meritocratic ethos. Basically, character is at least as imporant than what is accomplished at school. I really do believe that; no bs in this essay.

Class was pretty boring. I tell you our english instructor is whack. Today we were peer editing papers, and everyone was finished with like twenty minutes left in class. Our class fears the wrath of the instructor so everyone just sat there for ten minutes, when finally someone got up and started packing, but only to be shot down by the instructor who said we had ten minutes left. Whack.

In psych we went over our test questions for the big test next week. Groups traded questions, and made many corrections to either questions or the answer keys. Our group's answer key was way off, haha. Precalc is officially hard now. Half angle, double angle, more crap like that now. Gonna have to study for this one.

The rest of this week and the next week is going to be so hectic. I have hellav crap to do. No weekend for me. Way too much stuff. There's something to do for every class. All good, smooth sailing on the horizon, sorta.

Oh man, high school kids.

From my essay:
"Today the lack of extracurricular activities and ethos of manhood isn’t prevalent simply because students aren’t as interested in such things. Perhaps to students, being president of a club is more important and prestigious on a resume than being a captain of a sports team, all of which depends on the person’s character. It can be argued that both positions of authority are just as important and virtuous as the other, as many of the responsibilities that come with both are similar."

"Don't mess with me today, I'm a depressed man."

Me: "What are you going to give me?"
Ken: "My wisdom."
Hahaha, loser.

Choios (11:31:34 PM): you're not the big brother u should be
Ah, tis true.

Crap. I went back to bed with the hopes of waking up in an hour (9:00 AM), but turns out I overslept by two hours. Now I need to get this essay started and completed.

I am awake at 7:00 AM in the morning. This is whack. I soo wasn't able to fall asleep last night. Not good. This was one of the parts of high school that wasn't so cool.

I'm looking through what classes I could/should take. Looks like summer school at Chabot for me. Boo. Time to sleep.

just emotions taking me over

Went to class, class was canceled. Coulda had a 5 day weekend. Oh well. Instead Jhermaine and I went to counseling and the admissions office to get some things done. Turns out they were pretty good about it; they're letting me register for classes. All I have to do is choose all my classes and list them on a piece of paper, then the counselor will manually "override" everything. Good stuff. Now all I have to do is choose my classes. Easier said than done.

Kids kids kids these days. They say the darn-est things. Crazy kids, as my eight grade science teacher would say.

So I had all day to work on an essay due tomorrow at 2:30 PM. I didn't get jack done. I'll have plenty of time to do it in the morning, when I have to wake up at 6:45 AM or so to take my brother to school. Bahhhhhhhh.

[00:17] willy: i know you want a piece of this and my hd, but please step away

Choios (11:06:24 PM): help him out
StrikeoutK (11:06:34 PM): hahah how?
Choios (11:10:19 PM): i dunno
Choios (11:10:28 PM): u asked girls to WB and senior ball and crap
Choios (11:10:31 PM): tell him to go straight out
StrikeoutK (11:10:38 PM): hahahaha
StrikeoutK (11:10:41 PM): no way
StrikeoutK (11:10:44 PM): if anything
StrikeoutK (11:10:49 PM): no one should listen to my advice
Choios (11:10:54 PM): haha
Amen to that.

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Gosh.

Whoo I just overslept my planned 20 minute nap by 55:19.

No, I do not stutter when I talk. Well, not usually when there's no pressure or anything. And when I do it's not that bad.

[00:23] willy: that girls been to my house before, no manners
[00:23] me: BOOO
[00:23] chester: wai the pimp
[00:23] willy: psh
[00:23] ken: you mean wai's brother

"Go for the kill jerry, you may never get another shot at a human."

[01:02] pro: this might be your only chance at a girl
[01:02] dailo: you can say that again
[01:02] pro: this might be your only chance at a girl
[01:02] dailo: you can say that again
[01:02] pro: this might be your only chance at a girl
[01:02] dailo: you can say that again
[01:02] pro: this might be your only chance at a girl
[01:02] dailo: you can say that again
[01:02] pro: this might be your only chance at a girl
[01:02] me: man
[01:02] me: shutup

"Once upon a time there was this one guy who was in distress and really hot this really hot girl came and rescued him and they lived happily ever after. The end."
At least it's semi-creative. How nice.

who can explain it? who can tell you why?
fools give you reasons, wise men never try

Did absolutely jack squat today. Sat around and watched tv. Only time I went outside was to go to Nick's house to borrow the Spider Man DVD. The Warriors won another game! Whoot. Also caught some 7th Heaven, and Boston Public, which wasn't bad. They were basically arguing over sex-education as opposed to abstinence education. Everybody has their viewpoints on that, so I wont go into detail. I'll just say that everybod's going to do what they want to do regardless. Nothing really to report, though. Didn't get any homework done.

NIKE120683 (4:58:27 PM): hella asians
StrikeoutK (4:58:36 PM): hahaa
NIKE120683 (4:58:40 PM): i haven't seen this many in my life
StrikeoutK (4:58:41 PM): is that good or bad?
StrikeoutK (4:58:42 PM): LOL
NIKE120683 (4:58:47 PM): good (stuff)

and night after night, as strange as it seems
the sound of her laughter will sing in your dreams

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Went back to work today, after not being there for two weeks because "lately I've been busy a lot and I know you don't feel appreciated and what not." Nah, just kidding. They finally scheduled me. Originally it was 10:00 AM - 5:30 PM, but I said screw that and left at 4:00 PM. Anyhow the day went alright, and pretty quick. It got quite savage outside with the rain, and poor Nick had to grab carts on his first day back. For a while I helped the guy out, but otherwise I stood behind my wiped down lane and tried to enjoy myself, or something. Some lady called me efficient. Cool. Hecka people buy that Colgate whitening gel stuff. I went back to hba to buy some astringent, but I got too tired at looking at all the different brands and stuff, so I just said bah one more week. Oh, before today the only types of Tylenol I thought that existed were regular, cold & sinus, and the PM formula. Now I've learned there's another kind... and it comes in a purple bottle or something. Yikes!

I didn't feel like going straight home after work, so I stopped by the mall. I didn't really go to buy anything, but rather to just walk around, spend some time with my thoughts, some basic dawdling. It was time well spent, except every few feet I'd literally walk into someone, since it's so packed there now. I suppose I wasn't completely satisfied or something, so I made a stop by the CV library. I don't know wt heck to do in there. I was lost. I don't know how to use a library. Not good.

Warcraft Three tourney earlier. After I dropped the first two games I forfeited the rest of my matches, haha. Then tuned to some good ol' Alias. I can't wait till next week. Let me take this opportunity to take a bow for providing everyone with entertainment.

So is the ARF ski trip gonna turn into something for real? Only time will tell.

My away message while at work:
well i'm back to work at a place known as target
i know my two week absence has kept you from playin it
and i've been messin' around lately like a truant
but it's all good baby just let go and don't be prudent

From cnn.com, for all of you that didn't know:
'Myth: Chocolate causes acne.
Fact: "Acne is not caused by the foods you eat," according to dermatologist Dr. Kitha Griffin. Of the roughly 80 percent of teenagers who suffer from acne, hormones are to blame, said Chris Rosenbloom, head of the nutrition department at Georgia State University. Griffin adds that genetic predisposition also plays a role.'

Here's some pics of our President George W. Bush.

"Unfotunately they aren't like puppies, (they) can't be sold."

"Hey, at least we work 365 days a year, unlike girls that only work 3 out of 4 weeks per month."
Hahahahha lmao. Please don't hurt me.

don't care what is written in your history...

Woke up, ate lunch. Then went out to the mall with some of the guys. Didn't buy anything, but it was nice getting out of the house and not going to school. Looks to be that jolly ol' holiday time of year again. Yay. All the xmas decorations and stuff. Pretty soon the holday song lyrics will be coming out. Walked around some stores, but nobody had what I wanted. Went out to Hacienda and got some Jamba Juice. Citrus squeeze. That place beats Blenzers.

We saw Eight Mile, staring Eminem. Turn's out the guy can act pretty well, except one scene where it looks like he doesn't know what he's doing (who am I to know?), but otherwise not bad. The movie just wasn't as epic as I initially thought it would be, but nevertheless was still strong and well played. And yes, the freestyle battles would be good if they were actual battles.

Sorry Willy for scoping your old flame today.

[23:17] Tom: jerry jumped ships again
[23:17] Tom: man overboard
[23:17] me: no way

Chester: "Are we gettn old or what?"
That we are, my friend.

The lesson of the day:
"hippotardimus (10:32:35 PM): stop trying to argue with women
hippotardimus (10:32:37 PM): you will never win

Well at least I started thinking a little. First time that's happened in a while. =|

I felt so dirty I felt the need to condition my hair.

well it's been a long day

Ate lunch, then set out to start work. I called up Tom and Nick, and got my bro away from the computer to help me install the amp and sub. The first thing we did was try to find a hole in the car's firewall to stick the power cable through. That turned out to be the longest part of the operation. We tried hecka things, looking everywhere for a hole. We looked under the petals, around in the engine, even under the car, all to no avail. I went over to Kenny's house cuz he was home and asked him to help us out, since he knew this kinda stuff. Pretty soon he found out how to follow the hood release wire through the firewall. Then we had to figure out how to get the cable from the firewall to the battery. Turns out we had to take apart the whole wheel well apart and take the cable through there to the battery. We had had to put the wheel well back on, which proved challenging.

We then wired the power cable through the passenger comparment to the trunk. Next came the wiring. I had to unplug the wire harness of the stock amp and start tapping into wires for the rear speakers and the amp turn-on, for a total of 5 wires. What labor. I then connected the hi-low converter to the harness wires, and connected the power, ground, and remote wire to the amp. I spent a lot of time in the trunk. Also, it took quite some time to find a suitable bolt to ground the system, which I'm still not satisfied. I need to find a bolt closer to the back of the trunk so it makes everything nicer looking. Eventually we turned the key... booya the amp had power.

Next step was to wire the sub. First we attached together the connectors inside the box to the back of the sub using speaker cable, then mounted the sub itself onto the box. After that was done, we connected the bux to the amp with some patch wires. Stand back, turn the key, booya. She bangs! After a crap load of wiring and lead adjustments, everything was pretty much set to go. It's still a pretty messy job; I basically shoved all the wires under the carpet in the trunk, and it sticks up enough so that if I stand the sub up I know it'll fall over if I hit a corner hard enough. So right now it's laying down. I don't know how it'll run for loud volumes, but when I did have it running the amp was getting a little warm. So far everything seems to be working. It wasn't easy, though.

Most of us are all dirty, and maybe a little sore. I myself have some black grease or something on my right arm and left hand. My fingers are sore from alll the wiring, my hands and wrists from the stripping, and my back is killing me. Total time spent on project: 6.5 hrs, with the last one and a half by himself. All good. I need a guinea pig to test the sybian now. Thanks to Tom, Kevin, Nick, and Kenny for helping me out.

Well, cvhs got cancelled today because their drainage system doesn't work right. Floods all over campus or something. Punks. Because of that my brother had to come home at 8:30 and ring the door bell and I had to get out of bed to open the door. Weaksauce. I never had any crap like that happen while I was there. But then again, that place was full of garbage anyways.

Some good ol' UC jokes:
How many UCLA students does it take to change a light bulb?
One: she holds the bulb, and the world revolves around her
UCSD students?
Two: one to call the electrician, and one to mix the margaritas
UCSB students?
Only one: but he gets six credits for it
UCD students?
None: Davis doesn't have electricity
Berkeley students?
76: 1 to change the bulb, 50 to protest the light bulb's right not to change, and 25 to counterprotest

Hahaha. Somewhat accurate stereotypes, I suppose. Thanks to Willy from the land of no electricity.

pour yourself all over me,
and i'll cherish every drop here on my knees

Weather turned janky. That sucks. Then the internet went out, as most of you might already know. Watched the Lakers game, which unfortunately didn't turn out too well. Oh well, at least it became somewhat interesting after the Celtics blew a 17 point lead. Didn't do squat today. Ordered a psu, so I can finally give this one here back to Brian. Hopefully I'll do something productive tomorrow, whether it be homework, going to the mall, complaining at lpc, or installing that amp/sub. Can't waste free days like this.

Did I mention that lpc sucks? They didn't give me a priority number, so I can't register for classes. I can start registering on the 18th, the same time as the noob students. What the heck. That's janky. The other guys can already register. Those haters. This is probably because I got out of paying that student fee earlier this year or something. They're just getting back at me. Sucks, too. Classes are already starting to get full.

"I'm going to bite the pillow."

I don't care if it was raining or not. The length of that internet outage is unacceptable. Boo attbi.

This weather's weird. It was all crappy all but a few hours ago, now it's nice and sunny out. Hey, that's a good thing.

It's raining, and it's cold. That sucks. It's getting near that time to bust out the gloves. Snowboarding is right around the corner.

At least the space chronicals at cnn.com are pretty awesome. Go check it out.

from april through september bitter sweet was the love that we shared, don't forget, i remember

Oops left the window open and forgot about it. Got ouf of bed savagely late at 12:20 PM, after waking up at 10:40 AM. Someone sent me an instant message and I decided to just get up. I don't know why I get up so slow, the window shades were open, too. I guess I'm getting old. Classes classes classes. Boring boring boring. I do however need to start carrying a small bottle of lotion or something. The cold is not a good thing for the skin. Let's see what else happened today. Oh yeah, that's it. How boring.

Gonna be putting in the amp/sub combo today or Friday. Eight Mile this weekend, anyone? My extra long weekend basically has begun already. As I was was channel surfing earlier tonight, I passed by just in time to catch the final scene of Romeo and Juliet, so I watched it, again. Someone in psych class said anything was possible if you put your mind to it. I'm not completely satisfied. Time to think about that one.

Thanks to Kenji, the theory of everyone not being perfect has been proven yet again. Good luck to that kid whose going for his license later today.

[01:39] person 1: like that one time we went fishing
[01:39] person 1: i didn't sleep at all cuz i was so excited
[01:40] person 2: going to a strip club is something to get excited over
[01:40] person 2: fishing...
[01:40] person 1: so excited to catch some fishies
[01:40] person 2: ehhh
[01:40] person 2: its' something you just smile about

but you put a dart
through my dreams, through my heart
and i'm back where i started again

Woke up bright and early at 8:40 in the morning. Whoo. Had to take the brother to school. I haven't made the trek to cvhs in the morning in hecka long, and I hope I don't have to again. Luckily for me it was collaboration day so school started at a sane hour. Came back, and went out to LPC with Jhermaine to see the transfer counselor. She wasn't too big of a help; she just told us to to assist.org. Oh well. We then went to Barnes & Noble to be nerdy. No just teasing my time for that was long over three years ago. We actually just ended up reading some magazines to pass the time. Some people there just have no class or something. This one guy was just walking around and burping. Then another guy sits down and pushes his feet against the freaking side of the table, so he's pushing it towards the person opposite of him, which in this case was me. I mean ok you want to put your feet up on the table, fine, but against it? Get out. We killed our time there, then went to class. Talked about the physical and physiological aspects of pregnancy. Pretty boring stuff, but not sick like some of the other stuff. The girl from this sociology class is prettier than the girl in psych. Only cuz the psych girl looks like a "bum."

After class we went to Target. I checked out the clearance stuff from Halloween, but sadly it turns out all the good stuff is gone. Boooo. Jhermaine got some toiletries and cough drop. We then went to Safeway to meet Ian, who was sitting in a corner with his own personal feast. After talking a bit, I got my amp and a necessary converter. I ended up getting a Sony amp, see it here. I plan on putting it in and installing everything else either Thursday or Friday. Came back to CV, and picked up the brother from school.

Had a cheeseburger (bad) and a chicken salad (good) for lunch. Having that salad is pretty good because it beats eating that other crap and junk I usually eat. Also, it's a nice change from the Costco polish dog / pizza / pretzel that I usually have. No sports to watch. I totally forgot what I did instead. I wouldacouldashoulda studied or something, but oh well I didn't. That's bs anyways. Had friggin Mcadees for dinner. Eww.

Oh so I voted today. Big fuss over nothing. Five minutes in and out. I did my part. Got this cool little sticker and everything. Yay.

Watched some tv, as usual. Haha with all the women on Buffy falling under that lovespell. I find myself watching that show more and more now, after taking a break for the last three to four years. Tuesdays are kinda hard on me tv wise. I don't know what to watch at 8:00. There's Buffy, the Gilmores, and good ol JAG. Bah. Of course the nine o' clock hour will always belong to Smallville, as long as Kristen Kruek is on the show. After Smallville is the Real World. What the heck with Trishelle having an eating disorder or something... I tell you, these things. "Oh I think I'm fat" "I'm not pretty enough" "I'm not happy with myself" "I have so many problems" Okay, maybe I made some of those lines up, and some I quoted, but whatever. Something always has to come up to ruin it. And that Alton guy, he's the smartest guy out of all the guys. I want to shake his hand and tell him how genius he is. Poor Frank, always getting kicked out of the room when other people are hooking up. Can we please not take digital pictures in a 640x resolution? My eyes would appreciate it.

Uhhhhhhhhhh... I am awake. Wth.

Heh, a few of us just spent the last hour talking about good ol' elementary and middle school memories. Boy, some things were just easier back then. And I'm not just talking grades.

part of me laughs
part of me cries
part of me wants to question why

Got out of bed around 10:30 AM to write an essay. That's what I did until 1:55 PM, when it was time to go to class. In english we talked about prudential students vs poetic students, and how top-tier universities no longer develop character in their students. Too bad. In psych the guys and girls split up into groups and went over all the positives and negatives about the ways the two genders think. Everyone knows that men and women think differently. Precalc is getting down right hard now. We're doing trig identities and proofs, the stuff I never understood in high school. That class now requires work. Crap.

I'm now looking for "Romeo and Juliet" in print. If you see it around for cheap lemme know.

Congratulations to Willy on his first osculation.

me: i already went thru this
me: there's no prize to win here
person 2: then why the hell are you playing the game!?

No my friends, I am not homosexual. There is no lesion in my broca's area, nor do I have any very pressing non-normal psychological problems to deal with. My room does not have bad feng shui, nor do I bad karma.

if there's nothing missing in my life
then why do these tears come at night

Did not work today. Punks. Watched the Niners beat the Raiders. Unproductive day, didn't do any homework. Ate dinner at Todai to celebrate the 16th bday for Kevin. He drove to and from Todai. Those noobie drivers. For night time tv I caught Alias, and flipped between The World is Not Enough, Top Gun, and Romeo and Juliet, but I mainly stuck with the latter. Maybe I'll write some essay tonight.

Now I can't eat for two days. All that basketball yesterday has been cancelled out. My shoulders are sore (understandably), as are my thighs (out of shape, I guess), the heel and bridge of my right food doesn't feel right (probably from when I moved to set the screen to find no one there and slipped), and my left knee is bummed (permanent minor-injury). Now I can't eat for two days.

[23:41] someone take over, i'm aborting mission

Michael Jackson - Heartbreaker
Get it.

Yeahh Target just called me to tell me why I wasn't scheduled. Blahblah sorry you weren't scheduled blahblah I can't catch everything blahblah. Oh wel

Anyways happy bday to the brother who turns 16 today.

More stuff from the ladder (cuz it's just so so great):

If the woman is in the power position then it is a measure of how much the man will spend money on her, fetch her things at midnight, and listen to stories about other guys.

For guys unacquainted with Ladder Theory, it is even worse. The cuddle buddy often thinks he is on the good ladder as opposed to the real ladder. So he gets all excited about his position instead of realizing he is being completely used. So this poor tool is really setting himself up for a fall at that point.

Criticism:I have lots of male friends who would never think of me that way blah blah blah.
Answer:Your friend doesn't find you attractive, or he's currently doing better, or he's gay.

Scenario 3: A girl says any of the following to you:
"You're like a brother to me"
"You have really nice eyes"
"I feel like I can talk to you about anything"
"You're so nice"
"Can you help me with my homework"
Ladder Theory Explanation: You are on the friends ladder. So Sorry.

The problem arises because a woman never lets a guy know which ladder he is on. Obviously there is a huge difference, or gap between these two ladders. It is in this gap that kisses of death are delivered and intellectual whores are made. All a man can do is "go for it" and make a move on a girl; ask her out, try to kiss her, write her a love note or whatever. If he's on the good ladder fine. If he is on the friends ladder this is a case of ladder jumping. The man is trying to jump the gap from the friends ladder to the real ladder. The girl has two choices at this point: she can let him on the ladder and all is well, or, more likely, she can kick him in the head, and off the ladder. If you look you'll see that below the ladder is the Abyss (what was it Nietzsche said about a man being on a rope stretched over an Abyss?... well it's worse than he thought; there is no rope.) So the man falls into the Abyss. The Abyss isn't really as bad as it sounds. Mostly it's a period of self-loathing, embarrassment, and of course utter awkwardness with the girl in question if they are talking at all.

Those were the juiciest tidbits of informational fact (ok some opinion).

when i'm not with you i lose my mind

Woke up and went to Willy's place. Eventually Tom, Willy, Jhermaine, Nick, Gerald, and I made our way out to Dublin. First stop, Circuit City to get some James Bond movie posters and tickets. Haha, nice. Then we went to lunch. Split a family sized hot pastrami 5 ways. Then it was time to come back to cv. The ride home was quite intesting with your's truly sharing a storytime experience..

The first xs vs arf basketball matchup. Most of us showed around 2:00 PM. We did our warmups, and tried some lay-up drills, but do to lack of competative basketball experience not everyone knew how it was done. Anyways games came and went. Arf lost the first game 16-18, the second 10-18, but won the third game 18-15. Not bad, considering we haven't ran full court in a month or so. Next time the games will be better. Team shooting percentage was horrible. I myself had only one field goal in each game, for a grand total of 3 points for the day. Pathetic. A few bad shots, some treys that just back-ironed. Nick was rejecting xs' shots left and right. Ken was a savage with steals and on rebounds. Kevin the sleeper off the bench. Good exercise, though. Anyways that was that.

No, I'm not a critic. I am not going to see a movie in a theatre or a production at the Mondavi Center by myself. Who thought of that idea?

The ladder theory. A lot of funny and partially true (to some extent) information.
A definition:

Kiss of Death -- A friends speech. Specifically when a woman tells you something along the lines of "I think of you as a friend." It always results in a rejection of some sort.

[00:30] i'm a cultured man
-Mac/Hank/Suto/Fabio/Philip one of those

Looks like I got my reading done after all. Thirty pages in 45 minutes. I'm pretty slow at reading, I guess. That Tylenol/Advil equivalent I took a few hours ago for my headache seemed to work. Now I'm going to sleep. Big day coming up.

Good luck to all the kids who are taking the SAT in < 7 hours. Suckers.

i must confess, i still believe

Went out for lunch at the place that used to be Lyon's. Food wasn't that bad, but a little pricey. Anyways came back home, and watched The Sweetest Thing. Sort of a typical chick flick type movie. The protagonist is whoo'd off her feet by someone she meets at a bar, and though at first denying it, wants to see him again. Thanks to a pushy best friend, the two travel across the state to seek out the man at his wedding. Yada yada yada, the two end up getting married. It had it's moments. Ah another romantic comedy type movie. If you know me, then you'll know that these things are right up my alley. Okay time to save face and stop talking about it.

Sat down to two basketball games today. Warriors lost, boo. Dangit, I'm screwed for the weekend. Tomorrow is ownage day and Sunday is probably work. Crap me. Didn't get the reading I said I was going to do done. Stupid stupid stupid.

"I've learned not to take advice from you."
Haha, good for you that I didn't tell you to do that up front. Okay, maybe not so good.

Fourteen hours until the old people from team (g)xs challenges team #arf.

A Martian Sends a Postcard Home
This was a poem discussed in english class the other day. I like how it's written in little riddles and methaphores. Pretty nice stuff.


Caxtons are mechanical birds with many wings
and some are treasured for their markings--

they cause the eyes to melt
or the body to shriek without pain.

I have never seen one fly, but
sometimes they perch on the hand.

Mist is when the sky is tired of flight
and rests its soft machine on the ground:

then the world is dim and bookish
like engravings under tissue paper.

Rain is when the earth is television.
It has the properites of making colours darker.

Model T is a room with the lock inside --
a key is turned to free the world

for movement, so quick there is a film
to watch for anything missed.

But time is tied to the wrist
or kept in a box, ticking with impatience.

In homes, a haunted apparatus sleeps,
that snores when you pick it up.

If the ghost cries, they carry it
to their lips and soothe it to sleep

with sounds. And yet, they wake it up
deliberately, by tickling with a finger.

Only the young are allowed to suffer
openly. Adults go to a punishment room

with water but nothing to eat.
They lock the door and suffer the noises

alone. No one is exempt
and everyone's pain has a different smell.

At night, when all the colours die, they hide in pairs

and read about themselves --
in colour, with their eyelids shut.

-Craig Raine, 1979