tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37236122011-05-22T09:33:43.489-07:00...blips.mvnoreply@blogger.comBlogger4771100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1086676312114800952004-06-07T23:59:00.000-07:002004-06-07T23:32:51.716-07:00I have noticed that many things have one trick, one simple little trick, that gets them to work. The only trouble is finding the trick.--August 24, 2002.I began this blog a little short of two years ago. At one point, I had a counter, too see how many hits I got a day. At another point, it was slick and shiny-ish. Then it became what it is today: barren, a wasteland; minimal, if nothing else.Overmvnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1085255226550048462004-05-22T00:06:00.000-07:002004-05-22T12:54:33.493-07:00Funny. In a few short months my thinking has been altered. Whether it was voluntary or not, I am not sure. Quite possibly both.This damn blog is old. I am ready for a change.It's all change, isn't it? Everything is temporary. Nothing holds still. Nobody stays the same.After some reflection, I came to realize that this was my best year at Poly. I have learned. My actions should reflect my mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1085253658592810222004-05-22T00:05:00.000-07:002004-05-22T12:53:53.410-07:00obduco -ducere -duxi -ductum (1) [to draw over , draw in front]; of persons, [to bring forward]. (2) [to cover, close over]; 'venenum', [to swallow] 'frontem', [to wrinkle]; of time, [to pass, spend].mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1085251084969154502004-05-22T00:04:00.000-07:002004-05-22T12:53:15.826-07:00What was has always been,What is has always been,What will be has always been.Such is the nature of beginnings.Louis I. Kahn, Architectmvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1085253646244714962004-05-22T00:03:00.000-07:002004-05-22T12:52:44.473-07:00reverto (revorto) -vertere -verti and pass. revertor (revortor) [to return , come back, revert].mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1085253813766367822004-05-22T00:02:00.000-07:002004-05-22T12:52:21.156-07:00My sincerest apologies. I did not have time to write a short letter.Unknown.mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1085239009208294972004-05-22T00:01:00.000-07:002004-05-22T12:49:16.660-07:00I was tired and grumpy last night. Forgive me.mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1085140566514913672004-05-21T04:44:00.000-07:002004-05-21T05:07:14.666-07:00Interesting evening at the station.Started out well... Tonight was going to be the triumphant return of the Brendan and Matt (Matt and Brendan!) show.Then all hell broke loose.Two other DJs were in the station at the time. One took the liberty of chastising me (over the air) for allowing folks who aren't DJs to speak. This created much unnecessary dead-air, and no doubt puzzled what listeners I mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1084928674815284012004-05-18T17:45:00.000-07:002004-05-19T07:27:23.190-07:00I'm ready to go home. Too much drama here. Too much strife. Too much to think about.I am 3 projects and a final away from freedom. After Sunday, possibly only two projects and a final. 231 is going to kick my ass, I fear. And 253? I have nothing of which I am proud. My designs are basura! (That one goes out to all the folks who read my blog en Espanol).For serious.Speaking of 253, I hit my head mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1084760205632616472004-05-16T19:05:00.000-07:002004-05-17T17:44:05.543-07:00I'm tired.I'm just worn down: physically, mentally, emotionally exhausted. All things considered, this has not been the best of school years. If anything, it was closer to the other end of the spectrum: the bad, seedy end that school years visit once when they are young and impressionable, but never visit again.I am ready to go home and think about nothing. Lay on the couch. Stare at the ceiling.mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1084655689315362072004-05-15T13:53:00.000-07:002004-05-15T14:20:48.933-07:00ARG!I hate it when someone says something that is undeniably true. Such as, "We shouldn't start a relationship now, as it is almost Summer and I can't handle long-distance relationships."Fuckin a, man.So, kinda bummed. We will still be friends in the meantime, I think, I hope. I'm not planning on much contact between us, honestly; she says she is interested, but the way she acts towards me almostmvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1084593911515785352004-05-14T20:59:00.000-07:002004-05-14T21:05:11.516-07:00I'm so confused.But that's a story for another time!Life is fairly uneventful at the moment. Went on a nice date Wednesday... hoping to see her again soon.As for classes?207 : I really don't need to worry about this one. My prof sucks.226 : Going to knock out at least half of the project tomorrow. My lab partner and I are dedicating ourselves to this task.231 : Almost caught up! CAD is really mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1084419746665304062004-05-12T20:38:00.000-07:002004-05-12T20:55:18.196-07:00HOLY CRAP!Yeah, life can suck, but then good things happen -- and you know what? The good things almost displace all of the bad.Once again,HOLY CRAP!!mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1083907516294477162004-05-06T22:25:00.000-07:002004-05-06T23:25:52.686-07:00Started reading all the material Bilgi had been leaving on my desk. About five articles. One on Louis Kahn's reading of Volume Zero, a couple on the origins of forms, one on the disreputation of the past and its reprocussions. They all have to do with the roots, with the origins.I started writing out little scenarios in my sketchbook, relating the articles. Funny, did you know the Japanese use mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1083485081581756852004-05-02T01:04:00.000-07:002004-05-03T08:07:47.326-07:00
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Buying anti-itch cream at the store is a huimbling experience.mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1082188872242935492004-04-17T01:01:00.000-07:002004-04-17T01:06:44.293-07:00Saw the Attractives, the Night Jerks and the Prids this evening at the Dwelling downtown.Lately, I have been going to a lot of shows. I'm really not sure why. At the majority of them, I can get in for free, because I know someone putting it on or it is KCPR-run.At any rate, I build the damn things up in my mind...Glancing across the room, I see the girl I noticed dancing earlier. Brownish-blonde mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1081921398180695482004-04-13T22:43:00.000-07:002004-04-13T22:47:07.780-07:00It is now almost halfway into week three. I need to apply for two things.First and foremost, the Architecture department. App due by the end of the fifth week, along with two letters of reccomendation and a signed consent form, releasing my soul to the devils of building five.2. KCPR Stacks manager. It sounds like they want me to be an exec. Funny, it is only my second quarter, and they want me mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1080986914277598572004-04-03T02:08:00.000-08:002004-04-04T08:15:58.106-07:00At bottom, every man knows perfectly well that he is a unique being, only once on this earth; and by no extraordinary chance will such a marvelously picturesque piece of diversity in unity as he is, ever be put together a second time.Friedrich Nietzsche, 1844-1900mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1080701322413785732004-03-30T18:48:00.000-08:002004-04-04T08:17:30.466-07:00Ja ja ja ja.Already timed three CDs for KCPR. I swear, I'm a timing jukie... it's fun to throw on a disc and listen for obscenities. At least I think it is.The craziest thing: I don't know why, but I'm feeling more and more self-confident. Like, the fact that I can do improvisational comedy in front of eighty people and walk with my shoulders back and my head up is just now hitting me. Besides mymvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1080278244161225742004-03-25T21:17:00.000-08:002004-03-25T21:25:18.186-08:00aye mmmm BECK!!1Trip home was splendiferous. Some highlights, you ask? Well, here goes! I am going to give them to you in bite size chunks.... though each has many memories connected with it... a great memory makin trip...Seeing Andrew Lloyd Weber's Starlight Express with my parentsDining outWorking in the yardGoing to Tahoe!Gondola rideHotel and casinos and drinking, oh my!Ben and Devon staying mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1079707878160282072004-03-19T06:51:00.000-08:002004-03-19T06:54:33.793-08:00eye em holme.mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1079480313259939932004-03-16T15:38:00.000-08:002004-03-16T15:42:06.233-08:00Remember the days when I used to post pictures and random crap? Like, "dynamic" content? Yeah... I miss those days. Look for more non-words here with blips in the coming days.Usually, opening the window on a day like to day would offer some sort of a respite from the heat of the day; say, a cool breeze playing along the street outside. Not today. Today, the dogs all lie on their sides on the coolmvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-107924522945901572004-03-13T22:20:00.000-08:002004-03-13T23:03:13.873-08:00I agree.End o' quarter. Lots o' stress.mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1079073976475564752004-03-11T22:46:00.000-08:002004-03-11T22:49:22.530-08:00I have so much to say, but this is not an appropriate venue. Simplified, I have been taking a critical look at how people see me. I think I need to look harder. I want to be the best friend, son, man, and someday father that I can be. I want to give fully of myself to life and those around me. I want to be everything I know I can.mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1078542820211026592004-03-05T19:13:00.000-08:002004-03-05T19:29:54.546-08:00I promised myself that I would stop trying to understand people.mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1078422118890635132004-03-04T09:41:00.000-08:002004-03-04T18:22:14.483-08:00So, already today I made my room look like a wreck and a tangle; I sent $25 to the parking nazis at a school of a girl who screwed with my emotions; and I found out that I lost my student ID (the old-school one, with my social security number on it).On the up side, here are links to some sketches I made of silly, stupid things. Enjoy.My lil afro buddyEv'ry robot...One other thing: a guy in my mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1078095803774795162004-02-29T15:03:00.000-08:002004-03-04T09:48:41.500-08:00It's leather for leisure and velcro for sport. It's a first appearance and a new suit for court. My sentiments exactly. Franz Ferdinand rocks.Jason Green rocks, too.Somehow, these two wonderful artists go perfectly together. Speaking of wonderful artists, it would rock if Jason did some work for KCPR. His illustrations and designs are absolutely brilliant...mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1077673475962026032004-02-24T17:44:00.000-08:002004-02-24T17:47:20.576-08:00Amazing what difference time makes.mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1077606439620503462004-02-23T23:07:00.000-08:002004-02-23T23:10:03.733-08:00I have so much that needs to be done, and yet I am grinning like an idiot.You were right. It's not in the end point. It's the little things, the in-between times. It's in getting knocked down, and jumping back up, just to get flattened time and time again. It's it keeping your head down, while still being able to see yourself in the grander scheme of things, in everything around you. It's in mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1077508207075834832004-02-22T19:50:00.000-08:002004-02-22T20:00:41.560-08:00This was one of those weeks I wanted to end quickly. However, the quicker I wanted it to end, the longer it stayed.Things suck on the relationship front. Don't ask. Or do. Your call.Maybe I was meant to be alone. Prolly not.Heh. I remember Billy wanted to be a priest. Then he turned Jewish.I am not one to live the "American Dream".Mr. The Beef.KLGI KLIIGVII...ah, memories.I remember way back whenmvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1077290470724989652004-02-20T07:21:00.000-08:002004-02-20T07:23:52.700-08:00It's in turning the numbers 99.9 and .1 around.99.9% of the time, i say the wrong thing. When I do, I feel horrible. You think I would learn better than to do this, but no; I am a mental cretin, a social pariah..1% of the time I say the right thing. One tenth of one percent of everything I say is good and wise.If you can't say anything nice, don't say anything at all.I should have learned these mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1077261874097691842004-02-19T23:24:00.000-08:002004-02-19T23:27:31.826-08:00Somebody needs to punch me. I've never been hit in the face. Hit me there. Maybe on the side of the head. Knock some sense into me. Please.mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1077164105286941872004-02-18T20:15:00.000-08:002004-02-18T20:17:42.530-08:00I am run down: physically, spiritually, emotionally drained.I never expected things to turn out this way.I think I might just head to bed.I remember in freshman year of high school, when our Latin teacher taught usmvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1076892229650174092004-02-15T16:33:00.000-08:002004-02-17T08:00:26.670-08:00Want to know what sounds really good right now? I don't care if you answered no. What sounds good right now is a stiff drink and a back massage.Parents left this morning. Their visit was nice... Although, I can't deny that every time they visit, something arises. It is partially due to the fact that they put me out my element, make me a little uncomfortable in my own environment. Another fact of mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1076775079658617272004-02-14T08:11:00.000-08:002004-02-14T09:39:41.983-08:00Happy Saturday!Paraskevidekatriaphobia: Fear of Friday the 13thSo, yeah. Today will be just like any other given Saturday: doing homework, hanging around downtown, going to Smile and Nod, being a general dork... The closest person who might want to spend today with me lives two hours from here, in Monterey. Eh... maybe I will just go buy drinks for all the underage kids and have a good time.I am mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1076742525039212932004-02-13T23:08:00.000-08:002004-02-13T23:11:15.936-08:00Hey kids! Like bad haircuts??Then..CHECKMEOUT!!mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1076555523662659292004-02-11T19:12:00.000-08:002004-02-11T19:14:31.623-08:00I'm an asshole. I really am.I knew as much was up. I shouldn't have been such an idiot, but I am. I am becoming every fucking thing I used to hate....mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1076443491143805952004-02-10T12:04:00.000-08:002004-02-10T14:27:12.763-08:00I just had to say the word 'penis' over the air. Trust me, it's a lot easier tossing it into conversation. But (oooooooo) Brett, my trainer, decided to play Monty Python's 'Penis Song' over the air. Funny? Hell yeah. Easy to say 'Penis song' over the air (and mean it)? Not at all.Penis song. Heh.penis.UPDATE: Links. Click them. Coachella music fest and my friend Dave's comic site. Werd.(links aremvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1076396750200727592004-02-09T23:05:00.000-08:002004-02-10T12:09:50.640-08:00It's cover week here at KCPR! Schneider TM covered a Smiths song -- The Light that Never Goes Out. Right click here and hit save target as...mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1076041270749223052004-02-05T20:21:00.000-08:002004-02-05T20:23:30.640-08:00I'm thinking about making another shirt with iron-on letters. It would read 'CONFIDENT.' Wonder what sort of reactions it would get.mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1075845047163458872004-02-03T13:50:00.000-08:002004-02-03T13:54:16.936-08:00There was once a young man. He was deeply in love with a woman who barely noticed him. One day, he got up enough courage to ask for her hand in marriage. She told him, "If you sit outside of my room, below my window for one hundred days, I will accept your offer for marriage." She thought nothing of it, as she didn't believe he would actually go through with it, and went up to her room to fall mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1075770233268715582004-02-02T17:03:00.000-08:002004-02-02T17:06:53.640-08:00So, yeah. Cool beans.The weather sucks right now. Very, very bad. Not good. Not in the least.Scratch that. No rivers of blood. No swarms of locusts. Ok, could be worse.I'm thinking about starting a new blog. Something about music. I know for a while I tried an architecture-type blog, but that one died. Oh, did it die. No, this one would concern music. Things like "what the hell is Matt listening mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1075588409261682542004-01-31T14:33:00.000-08:002004-02-01T01:25:52.576-08:00So, a few new things to note.First off, I regained my position as the number 1 search hit for the word 'blips'. Awesome.Two! I have the opportunity to be in a relationship, but I plan on sabotaging it. Why? Well, it doesn't feel quite right. Just... uncomfortable. Not good.3. Thank goodness for Goodwill. Hung out with Aly there for an hour and a half... we tried on some clothes, talked to random mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1075364315283071632004-01-29T00:18:00.000-08:002004-01-29T00:20:44.903-08:00Well, not much of an evening. You know, just got home, pranced around with the Bunnies (Hef loaned me the keys to the mansion for the week), drank champagne and discussed the future of nuclear power with foreign heads of state.You know, even if that guy payed me a million bucks, I wouldn't hang out with him. Or the bunnies. They creep me out.... dirty old man... eesh.Went to Linnaea's with Ben, mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1074966969784571472004-01-24T09:56:00.000-08:002004-01-24T09:58:58.513-08:00Let me preface this by saying that I am a blog whore, among my other whore-y activites (such as music gathering and snuggling). I check blogs way too often, meaning at least once every time I happen to use the internet. I usually don't check out Lyle's blog, but I really enjoyed this post... Life is something that happens. It's not something you can plan, or predict, or anticipate. The moment youmvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1074788813334588542004-01-22T08:26:00.000-08:002004-01-22T08:28:54.076-08:00A lot of people have been wondering when my DJing time slot is. Honestly, I didn't know until last night.I showed up at the prescribed time: 6PM. This is a good bunch of kids... the girl who is 6 feet tall with blue hair and about eighteen piercings, the guy with the facial tic, the girl from Alaska. Someone was wearing a Jealous Sound pin, and another guy was the identical twin brother of the mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1074505098954742342004-01-19T01:38:00.000-08:002004-01-19T10:26:24.560-08:00First things first....I was accepted as a new DJ at KCPR, 91.3, San Luis Obispo. For those of you who aren't "in the know," that is the Cal Poly campus radio station. When you're in town, you can only get it inside a 10 mile or so radius. But you know what? I don't care. I'm going to be a DJ.Second, why the hell do girls make no sense? It's the whole logic thing... it (occasionally) isn't there. mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1074317112667396662004-01-16T21:25:00.000-08:002004-01-16T21:27:06.153-08:00A few things.First, I will never become rich and famous through memorization of the periodic table. I cannot let school stand in the way of my education.Second, I should never be scared to see things from another's point of view, if only to help me see things I had never thought of before.Third, rest and chocolate are good answers for bad moods.Fourth, if I witness an event which does not concernmvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1074100926365242902004-01-14T09:22:00.000-08:002004-01-14T09:24:20.546-08:00An update. Who woulda thunk it.Sorry if you have been coming, looking for me to post something. Lately, I guess I really haven't been feeling the blogging mood.Things are going well. Classes continue. Physics should be cake, Statics should be a challenge and Architecture should be fun. Wasn't able to get a class I needed, mostly because of the fact that they don't care to help. Like Bilgi said, "mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1073702899911096852004-01-09T18:48:00.000-08:002004-01-09T18:50:03.750-08:00I'm so fucking down...I guess the healthy way to think of it is that someone is worse off than me...I need rest...mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1073032320491696672004-01-02T00:32:00.000-08:002004-01-02T00:33:34.246-08:00It feels heavy.I've been getting headaches lately. Muscle cramps. Fevers. I tell myself they are nothing. I am sure they are. I haven't slept well of late. I tell myslef that it's nothing, roll over, fall back asleep only to wake up again and again andWhat's a good way to kill a man in the 23rd century?My New Year's resolutions:mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1071132416726937012003-12-11T00:46:00.000-08:002003-12-11T00:51:08.936-08:00I had to take the red filter off my camera today, as I noticed some smudges that I hadn't noticed before. I cleaned the lens, and decided to look through the camera without the filter on.I had almost forgotten that the world had color. For a while, whenever I looked through my camera, the world was various shades of red.I stood on the geodesic dome for a while today, in the rain (camera well mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1071086195064354702003-12-10T11:56:00.000-08:002003-12-10T11:58:51.170-08:00Ever meet someone who you think would be a cool friend, but after a while you just start getting the feeling that they secretly desipse you?I have two of those right now. One, the current girlfriend of one of my friends. Two, the ex-girlfriend of one of my roommates.On both cases, I believe I am going to stop trying. I try to be friendly, but, usually, to no avail. So I will just smile when I seemvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1071001734897884282003-12-09T12:28:00.000-08:002003-12-09T12:29:57.750-08:00Studying Physics, and I ran across this little gem. I thought I would share it with you.When one mirror of a Michelson interferometer moves .08 mm, the patter shifts by 240 dark fringes. What is the wavelength of the light?Stick a fork in me.mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1070910527291617492003-12-08T11:08:00.000-08:002003-12-08T11:09:49.030-08:00So, long time, no post. Roger that, blue leader.Just got done with my Graphic Communication final. 100 questions. Finished in half an hour. Kicked some ass.Tomorrow, we have Physics at 7 PM. Yay.Looking forward to going home... that will be nice. I don't know whether to spend my New Year's in SLO or Sacto, though. Either way, I will probably be lonely, fall asleep early and have nobody to kiss. mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1070508783250221722003-12-03T19:33:00.000-08:002003-12-03T19:48:27.640-08:00You know that time when a lot of things suck and you have relatively nobody to turn to? That would be now.mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1070473168977919702003-12-03T09:39:00.000-08:002003-12-03T09:41:38.780-08:00I received this via Hotmail, and I had to share it.New ExicitementMake the woman in your life satisfied!Gain Confidence in a few days!Super exciting solution. Men with happy woman live longer!I'm happy like I am no need for me.heaps before them. Inspirited by your words, I threaten my rivals the gods, andIquesto spalleggiato dai suoi amici tir`o diversi colpi di rivoltella,
artilleryman's mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1070387076083043062003-12-02T09:44:00.000-08:002003-12-02T09:45:29.576-08:00So, my computer started doing very bad things lately. For instance, it opens pop ups. However, these are not the usual pop ups; these open when I do not have an internet window open. So I did some looking, and found this program. It's a sort of test and repair program, in case you think your internet browsing has been hijacked by any number of bad people or things.I downloaded Mozilla Firebrd. mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1070315540188760572003-12-01T13:52:00.000-08:002003-12-01T13:53:12.326-08:00I'm back to feeling lonely.Honestly, I'm pathetic. I whine and then do nothing to fix the situation. Fix the situation, Matthew.I'm outside right now. Sounds like a bad rock song, but it's true. I am on the outside.mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1070220149053340042003-11-30T11:22:00.000-08:002003-11-30T11:23:20.153-08:00Happy Thanksgiving!I know, a couple days late. Better late than never, though... right?I need to take a shower (we left home at 530 this morning) and clean my room. Oh, and finish my architecture final model and write a stoopid 6 page paper for GrC. I brought down about half of my drum set, so there are random bits of hardware lying everywhere. I need to make sense of it all.It was nice seeing mymvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1069716382786458282003-11-24T15:24:00.000-08:002003-11-24T15:27:17.890-08:00I think I need to take a break from Architecture for a little bit.Things were not going well on my project. It wasn't doing what it was supposed to do. I did the thing any logical person would have done.I drop-kicked it out the door.It felt damn good, taking out my aggressions on a few stupid peices of musuem board.Right now, they are playing Nirvana. I don't like Nirvana. Not only that, there ismvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1069691897635255082003-11-24T08:38:00.000-08:002003-11-24T08:38:59.436-08:00Everyone should check out this site. It's hosted by Campbell's foods. Each time you choose your favorite football team, the company will donate one can of food to various hunger relief charities around the country. It takes 5 seconds, and no contact info is required, so they won't spam you. Check it out, and pass it on.mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1069561294263297952003-11-22T20:21:00.000-08:002003-11-22T20:22:14.280-08:00Just once.It seems like I am always the one calling. I am always the one trying to find people to tag around. Except for a select few, nobody calls me to hang out. Just once, I would like have someone call me.I mean, I don't have the most endearing personality. But maybe, just maybe, someone might find something to like about me. Someone might see me in a favorable light, and might want to get tomvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1069537823814593182003-11-22T13:50:00.000-08:002003-11-22T13:51:03.030-08:00I find some things amusing.Take, for instance, the fact that last week was the first time I had ever driven a real motorcycle. I could barely keep the thing moving, my starts and stops were rocky, and I couldn't shift worth a flying fig.Now, take the fact that this morning, I did better on a driving test then guys who had been riding for years.A 0! I got a friggin 0!!mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1069350326750020842003-11-20T09:45:00.000-08:002003-11-20T09:48:54.733-08:00I don't have much to say right now, and so I won't say much.The last few days have been difficult. They have not gone the best. I have been more irritable than usual (which is saying something). I am ready for things to go smoothly. I am ready to be away fromm school for a while. I am ready to have little or nothing on my plate, besides a nice Christmas dinner.No, this season hasn't been as I mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1068969931888017752003-11-16T00:05:00.000-08:002003-11-16T12:28:19.500-08:00I miss talking to you. I miss hearing your voice. I miss telling you that I love you, and hearing you tell me that you love me, too. I miss the way your hair smells. I miss your smiling mouth, your laughter. I miss being comfortable with you. I miss being goofy with you. I miss the way you used to look at me. I miss your passion for the things you loved. I miss being able to cheer you. I miss mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1068935282422419322003-11-15T14:28:00.000-08:002003-11-15T14:28:32.856-08:00What's that smell?Twelve million pounds of excrement.So, I actually rode a motorcycle today. And you know what? I'm pretty damn good at it. Maybe I will buy one in a year or two.The whole valley is wrapped in a greyish sense of tranquility. Doubtless the beaches are foggy as well. Things are not going great, no. But you know what? They aren't half bad, either.mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1068790700422242152003-11-13T22:18:00.000-08:002003-11-13T22:18:48.793-08:00In n' Out.. or.. sleep?I choose sleep. But cereal first.mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1068616073392976012003-11-11T21:47:00.000-08:002003-11-11T21:49:27.466-08:00I know. I really do. And I am tired of hurting and of being hurt. I am tired of crying, too. I want things to be better between us. I know you do as well. I still want to make you happy, Becky. I want to make you laugh and smile. I don't want to hurt you, and I know that you don't want to hurt me.mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1068608616273142632003-11-11T19:43:00.000-08:002003-11-11T19:44:01.560-08:00I had a realization tonight.But I also realized that at least part of it was wrong.mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1068509184266202702003-11-10T16:06:00.000-08:002003-11-10T16:07:00.983-08:00It bothers me that it bothers me.I figured it out. At least part of it. I feel like a third wheel when I am around Ben and Kat, just like I feel like a third wheel when I am around Ben and Sarah. Or Brian and Jim. Or Smile and Nod. Or just about any group of people.So what is my response? It has always been to keep on keeping on. I have usually ignored the problem. I need this to change. I refusemvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1068502503748904472003-11-10T14:15:00.000-08:002003-11-10T14:15:27.826-08:00Just deleted two unused blogs. Yay.I enjoy sharing music that I enjoy with other people. For example, when MeL messaged me earlier this morning about music which she should download, I gratefully obliged. It's little things like this which excite me.This also relates to something which happened later on today. People seem to love me or hate me. There are very few people who feel neutral about me.mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1068163785983575332003-11-06T16:06:00.000-08:002003-11-06T16:10:05.030-08:00Today is Thursday.Tonight's forecast calls for high pressure areas around my temples, followed by a light sprinkling of boredom.Two days and I ref my very first show. Go me. Trying to figure out stuff about my Architecture project, but not getting extremely far on it. Trying to figure out the state of my relationship with my Becky, but not getting far there, either.I have 4 rolls of film that mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1068052454313076802003-11-05T09:11:00.000-08:002003-11-05T09:18:10.966-08:00What is the new trend of naming women traditionally male names?First example. Met a girl in my GrC class a week back. Her name is Kyle. Yeah, that's right.Second example. Noticed that one of the young ladies who works at Mcphz is named Josh. I think her name was Josh. Or something like that.Third example. My aunt, Chris. 'nuff said.Maybe I will name my children after inanimate objects. Or, bettermvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1067883763106719462003-11-03T10:17:00.000-08:002003-11-03T10:23:08.483-08:00This morning wasn't the greatest.My scooter wouldn't start, I broke my Architecture model, I banged my camera on my handlebars and ended up showing up half an hour late to Physics. Yeah. Sucks.I fixed my Arch model though, My camra is all right and I got credit for being in class. My scooter eventually started, but it took a while. I need to take it back into San Luis Motorsports.In other news, mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1067793611628883692003-11-02T09:13:00.000-08:002003-11-02T09:20:24.920-08:00Last night was a good Smile and Nod show. Two, actually. I performed in the second one, and, believe it or not, I was decent. Not great, but decent.Next week I get to ref my very first show. Wish me luck. Anyone in SLO who can attend, I would be greatly appreciative, as I need all of the good vibes that can be spared for me.I want to say something about our conversation last night, but, frankly, mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1067540333646414512003-10-30T10:57:00.000-08:002003-10-30T10:58:50.403-08:00Went in to see a shrink today. I can't really call her "my" shrink... at least not for another two or three sessions.We talked about a lot. She seemed nice. I did notice that she signs her name with the title 'PhD' at the end, which slightly bothers me....I am slightly hungry. I need lunch. Rarr.mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1067452370335312382003-10-29T10:18:00.000-08:002003-10-29T10:32:58.250-08:00So, yeah. Today is Tuesday.Just kidding.Thought I had fooled you there.The cup of coffee my parents bought me last Sunday is still sitting on my desk. Mold has almost completely covered the top, and yet I haven't thrown it out.I am still wearing the necklace you bought me. Is that all right? I mean, the terms 'soulmate' and 'friend' have very different connotations.I haven't been thinking much mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1067385083973656362003-10-28T15:51:00.000-08:002003-10-28T15:51:31.420-08:00I should really learn not to hope. This has always been one of my traits. I hope.I thought it was a positive trait. I think I might be wrong. I am not trying to be negative; rather, realistic. If someone says something will not happen, I should give up hoping that it will. If it happens, great; if it doesn't, I should stop waiting for it.Like when the Architecture department told me that I mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1066930667484720662003-10-23T10:37:00.000-07:002003-10-23T10:37:47.250-07:00I don't exactly know what to say in this post.Lately, I have realized how truly lonely my life has become. I can count the number of true friends I have with fewer than ten of my fingers. I have so many acquaintances... but so few friends.I felt lonely last night. I was the only one in the apartment for a majority of the evening... I had gone out to dinner with Brian and Holly, and that was nicemvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1066612567721909582003-10-19T18:16:00.000-07:002003-10-19T18:16:07.796-07:00I keep asking myself if I have done the right thing. I keep answering that I won't know until some time has passed.I want to be across the contry right now. In Michigan. Lansing, to be exact. I want to tell you all the things that you mean to me. I want you to know that I still love you. I also know that both of us need time; both of us need space; both of us need experience...I want to come see mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1066587202850493912003-10-19T11:13:00.000-07:002003-10-19T11:13:22.843-07:00There is nothing to post.mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1065918105793886672003-10-11T17:21:00.000-07:002003-10-11T17:21:45.686-07:00Well, here I am. I am waiting for several things.... First and foremost the arrival of my Becky. She took the plane that didn't want to leave Grand Rapids. 2 extra hours of waiting. Rarr. I mean, now I can go watch the Smile and Nod show, but I would rather be spending those two extra hours holding and kissing her... I miss my Becky. Those hours are going to seem like an eternity.Other than that,mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1065595146757585852003-10-07T23:39:00.000-07:002003-10-07T23:39:06.400-07:00Learning and understanding design is no cake walk.I have taken it upon myself to become a better designer. I have begun by keeping a journal of sketches; each day, I will sketch a detail of a structure that I have noticed. I will then explain why I do or do not like it. In addition, I will study at least one architect per week. This week's architects: Jujol and Calatrava.Here's hoping that theorymvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1065341573008276922003-10-05T01:12:00.000-07:002003-10-05T01:12:53.020-07:00In case you were wondering, the new design took about 10 minutes. That has to be some sort of a record...mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1065316275615532142003-10-04T18:11:00.000-07:002003-10-05T01:02:02.780-07:00...Went to Sarah's barbeque for her 21st birthday. Yay Sarah! :)butI felt like such an ass tonight. I wanted to show Sarah that I am happy in celebrating her birthday. I do not, however, do well in large group situations. What happened tonight was a large group situation. A handful of people I knew well; the rest, strangers or people I only know by acquaintance. I can speak to a large group. I mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1065202868510147202003-10-03T10:41:00.000-07:002003-10-03T10:41:21.380-07:00This morning, the fair Lady Fortune decided to slap me. No, not one of those light, sensual, teasing slaps. Oh no. This was one of those I'm-making-you-my-bitch-now-go-bake-me-a-pie slaps.So, the day begins on a high note: I am woken by the angelic voice of my Becky. A fine way to start the day, I assure you. I believe this will be the beginning of a good day.I go into the bathroom to take a mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1064972436045957022003-09-30T18:40:00.000-07:002003-09-30T18:50:32.650-07:00Heh. Here's something for you.A few days ago in Arch, Bilgi chose to praise about three designs. Mine was one of them. Yesterday, the class selected the shittiest design. It was mine. Today, Bilgi spoke positively about two designs. One was mine.I think I see a pattern here.mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1064634472774035772003-09-26T20:47:00.000-07:002003-09-26T20:47:52.456-07:00I want to respect my roommates. I really do.Something else happened tonight. The same fellow involved in the Cork n' Bottle incident. He and the girlfriend of one of my other roommates were flirting. Nothing serious, but nothing joking. Later he asked me if he had gone too far. I responded truthfully: a little. He asked if the object of his affections was upset. I told him no, but that his mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1064321037617220912003-09-23T05:43:00.000-07:002003-09-23T05:43:57.186-07:00Well, hot damn. Looks like I may have a 251 spot, after all.I received an email from Sandra Lakeman, one of the 251 professors. She said she spoke with Alice Mueller, one of my old Arch teachers, who "highly reccomended" me. That's not too shabby, eh? So today I will be stopping by 2 different arch labs in the hope that one of them says yes. Here's hoping.Here is something for you: check out the mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1064265454794226202003-09-22T14:17:00.000-07:002003-09-22T14:17:34.710-07:00I wish there were words for times like these.It is a place somewhere between absolute rage and utter despair. This is the lowest I have been in a long time, and it's all due to the fan fucking tastic Cal Poly Architecture department.As of right now, I will be spending another 5 years on the Cal Poly campus, because the school could not offer five or so extra seats to on-majors wanting to take a mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1064206521880913642003-09-21T21:55:00.000-07:002003-09-21T21:56:31.850-07:00Tomorrow is class. Woo.It's going to be a busy day! Class, working out, going to the Home Depot... Tomorrow is the day when I find out not only how many other people are in my Architorture situation, but also whether or not I can get into 251. Yikes.I think I may be losing weight. I noticed how much room I seem to have in my work shorts now. Quite comfy.T minus 3 weeks. I need to get my ass in mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1064085188568940062003-09-20T12:13:00.000-07:002003-09-20T12:13:08.570-07:00What would you do? When you respect a person and their beliefs, but then they demonstrate the fact that they are just as narrowminded and misinformed as everyone else; when you see how religion can blind you to the differences between free will and innate tendency; when you feel an unnamed bond broken?I really wish I hadn't gone to Cork & Bottle.I really wish I could be as ignorant of my mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1063675298195894972003-09-15T18:21:00.000-07:002003-09-15T18:29:32.116-07:00I am quitting Coldstone!I wanted 2 weeks off at Christmas. My boss would only offer me one. He effectively made me choose between visiting my parents or visiting my Becky. I want both. As a result, I am quitting.Any way, I hated that job. It was slowly killing me. Today, they made me do the bith work that nobody else wanted to do, including cleaning the walk-in freezer (which, I read later, it mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1063526291853909872003-09-14T00:58:00.000-07:002003-09-14T00:58:11.836-07:00So, just signed up on FitDay.com. It says that I am in the "severe overweight" category. Gee, thanks.mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1063489272342734602003-09-13T14:41:00.000-07:002003-09-13T14:41:12.246-07:00AARGH!I have been dieting and working out for the past four weeks and have seen no results, so I went to the doctor yesterday. He asked me if I had a family history or thyroid problems. I knew my mom does; it turns out that my grandma does, as well. I have a 14 hour fasting blood test on Monday. By the end of next week, they should be able to tell me if my thyroid is fubar.I feel good after I mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1063382620273582072003-09-12T09:03:00.000-07:002003-09-12T09:03:40.170-07:00I remember a quote from an art exhibit I saw in the Dexter building. It was in Spring of last year. The exhibit consisted of random articles of clothing in glass jars which corresponded to pictures. These were accompanied by fictitious journal entries. One read.:
I lie to others.
I lie to myself.
What I am doing has no meaning.
That one quote will stay with me for a long time.
I have been mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1063210138251690662003-09-10T09:08:00.000-07:002003-09-10T09:09:44.966-07:00Monday, I burned 446 calories on the bike. Yesterday, I burned 423. I am just happy if I can break 400.
I think I figured out part of my weight problem. Part of losing weight is working out. I work out. Another part is eating healthy foods. I do, but I tend to overeat. Finally, I don't drink enough water. 64 ounces of water a day is the recommended amount, or half a gallon of water. Yowza.mvnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723612.post-1063147863934055682003-09-09T15:51:00.000-07:002003-09-09T15:51:43.353-07:00Dear friend , use this Internet Explorer patch now!
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