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You're so bad you're so bad you're so You're so bad you're so bad You think you're in love Like it's a real sure thing But every time you fall You get your ass in a sling You used to be strong But now it's ooh baby please 'Cause falling in love is so hard on the knees We was making love when you told me that you loved me I thought ol' cupid he was taking aim I was believer when you told me that you loved me And then you called me someone else's name There ain't gonna be no more beggin' you please You know what I want And it ain't one of these You're bad to the bone And your girlfriend agrees That falling in love is so hard on the knees Chip off the old block When you're so much like your sister My fantasize it must be out of luck My old libido has been blowing a transistor I feel like I have been hit by a truck Yeah I'm Jonesin' on love Yeah I got the disease You say that we will But there ain't no guarantees I'm major in love But in all minor keys Cause falling in love is so hard on the knees What are you looking for It's got to be hard core Must be some kind of nouveau riche Is this your only chance Or some hypnotic trance Let's get you on a tighter leash You ain't that good Is what you said down to the letter But you like the way I hold the microphone Sometimes I'm good but when I'm bad I'm even better Don't give me no lip I've got enough of my own |
What an odd weekend. It's going on it's third day now and I guess today some reading is going to have to get done. My other professors are alright, I give them a rating of "tolerable" for the time being until they excersize otherwise. So far the record I have a guy who stutters a little but is down to earth, a large woman who looks as grumpy as they come but has an active and perverse sense of humor, a guy who flails his wrists around and says "ya know" and "um" at least once a minute, a soil chemist who looks like he's smoked more than his share and your share and my share, and finally a guy who is dressed such that at any moment at the drop of a hat he'll be ready to go to Hawaii. An allstar team waiting to make this semester, no doubt, a strange one. oh right, before I forget, uh, yeah there's no link to the month of September in the menu, this is because I don't have flash anymore due to the formatting and the whatnot, and I don't have any current plans to install it, so just kinda keep up to date I guess, I probably won't be posting here a whole ton so your chances of missing an entry are pretty slim, soon enough I'll write some code for my new site and at worst get just the journal part working so I can start using that system. So the weekend... Friday night I don't even remember so it must have been fun. Saturday, Jason and Rosie made their way down here so that was fun, we played a gta3 drinking game where we passed the controller around and every time someone killed a cop you had to take a drink. A couple of runs in there were very brutal and got us all plastered. So we decided we'd head out to Brothers and meet up with some people, and like every time we seem to say that it turned into a 15th floor reunion of all the people from freshman year. Angelo, David, Jesse, Laura, Malka, Alisha, Raul, Dave, Andy, and Scott. Everyone laughs about how coincidental it is, but it really does happen every few weeks nowadays :D. I spent most of the time catching up with Jesse and the rest of the time with Hans, Jason, and Rosie. I'm going to be honest here, I've always had a hard time enjoying myself at the bars. We've gone in too small a groups too many times and if you do it's a waste of your time. Even when I'm there in large groups of people I have to be really wasted to have a good time and not feel like I'm baby-sitting or something. When I am then it can be fun, but it feels like the hardest work I've ever had to do to have fun before. Blah blah blah, bitch bitch bitch, whine whine whine. So yesterday While I was playing Mario and getting hopelessly frustrated because my save game is broken or something and it won't let me past a part that I'm already done with, Rosie got in a little fender bender over at 5th and Springfield, it was his fault but the woman didn't help and I can't blame him too much as he's not familiar with the area. Anyway, one of the wheels was messed up so Hans drove them home last night and I guess is coming back this afternoon sometime. They'll likely pick up the car whenever's convienient. Kinda a cruddy end, but I think all in all they had a pretty good time. Well now I must eat as I can't even remember if I ate dinner last night in all the commotion, but I think my stomach is reporting a negative on that issue. |
September 08, 2002 |
No choice now It's too late Let him go Leave Give up And I gave up Please, Sir Sir, take time for me Dropping him down To his knees Ah, chest down Take me away See, I've got to explain Things they have changed In such a permanent way Life seems unreal Can we go back to your place? Oh, you drink to much Makes me drink just the same People tried Felt so right Giving themselves good advice Looking down sometimes felt nice He knows its just a plot to kill to survive He and ten dollars makes more dead than alive Let's suck more blood Let's work three hours a day The world is over but I don't care 'Cause I am with you Now I've got to explain Things they have changed In such a permanent way Life seems unreal Can we go back to your place? Oh, you drink to much Makes me drink just the same The first time it happened too fast The second time I thought it would last We all like it a little different |
Been listening to the strokes a lot latey. I wasn't going to make a post but then decided why not. I've been in a bit of a funk lately, one of those "pumping the bicycle as hard as you can and things seem to be going okay but you feel like you aren't moving so the work seems pointless" kinda things. I think we've all been here so I'll just stop boring you and wait patiently for something to do that will get me out of this. Haven't played Super Mario Sunshine much in the past few days, I'm up to something like 52 shines though, I think you can beat the game with 80 and there are a total of 120 (remind you of another mario game :D) I've done some coding on my new site and I have a bunch of functions out of the way, I still haven't written any of the admin part where I write entries and post pictures and stuff, I've just been writting the index.php file that you will get to enjoy. It's going slow 'cause when I sit down to write I lose interest pretty quickly. I mean nothing bad when I say this, but this must be something how Hans feels about most things most of the time. I went to the Bears-Vikings game today. It was a really good game and the goodness of the game basicalyl canceled out how hot and crowded it was. There's hot, and there's realy bad hot, this was the latter. Well all this driving and screwing around this weekend has cought up with me now and I'm really writing this in a break from ece229 homework. I did the first of two problems pretty quickly and easily and I took a look at the second one and got confused so I figured I'd listen to some music and write an update and then have another go. In ece229 we have pop quizes a few times throughout the semester where we have to re-do one of the homework problems in class and hand it in in lieu of the one we already did. And marty mentioned to me something about overhearing that tomorrow we'd have one of those. I think I'll read the section again to make sure I get this shit down. I hope you had as much fun putting off what you're doing otherwise to read this as I did putting off what I'm doing to write it. |
September 26, 2002 |
The chef prepares a special menu for your delight, oh my Tonight you fly so high up in the vanilla sky Your life is fine, sweet and sour, unbearable or great You gotta love every hour, you must appreciate This is your time, this is your day. You've got it all, don't blow it away. The chef prepares a special menu for your delight, oh my Tonight you fly so high up in the vanilla sky Melted tinbeads cast your fortune in a glass of wine Snail or fish, balloon or dolphin, see yourself shine This is your time This is your day You've got it all Don't blow it away The chef prepares a special menu for your delight, oh my Tonight you fly so high up in the vanilla sky In the vanilla, in the vanilla, in the vanilla sky... |
Well this has officially been the longest I've gone without updating this site in it's history. I don't really feel bad about that is it was mostly due to being in transition and I didn't want to post to the old site cause then I'd have to move it (I've long since transfered all the old entries to the new system) And I couldn't write to the new site cause the posting part was written until a couple days ago :D Welcome to the new site, blah blah blah, you get the idea. I like this new site a lot better and you should to because I wrote several parts of it to make you guys happy not for my own health. So yeah it's been a decent amount of work but now I think it's done. I've been very busy recently, I've got all my midterms coming up in the next few weeks and I'm going to need to do some preparing for those. I have had one test so far (nres100) and I got a 94 on it so at least I'm off to a good start even if that class is just incredibly easy. It makes me feel better. Tonight I picked up a tennis racket for the first time in probably around 10 years. I played for a while with Kristen and Kevin. I'm not as bad as I thought I was going to be, but it's, as you can guess, pretty obvious that I'm not in practice. I have shit for a backhand right now. They keep telling me that I just need to play a couple times a week and I'll be good, which sounds like a plan, I can do that. It'd be good for me anyway. Ah the photos section, I almost forgot. Yeah I posted a ton of pictures from my vacation back in August. The new script which I lovingly refer to as "photobot" actually works pretty well, So I actually plan on using it to maybe post a few pictures a week or so. I think it'll be fun. Speaking of pictures, I was running a webcam in my room but lasted about a whole day until I remembered that I usually get out of the shower and don't always get dressed immediately and I'm sure none of you really want to see that. I'm loving this new hosting company, they've been very responsive but to be honest I haven't really asked them for much because they leave just about all the configuration of the site up to you, you can change pretty much anything you want and I love that. Here's their site if you are in the market. |
September 29, 2002 |
Come on, oh my star is fading, And I swerve out of control, If I, if I'd only waited, I'd not be stuck here in this hole. Come here, oh my star is fading, And I swerve out of control, And I swear, I waited and waited, I've got to get out of this hole. But time is on your side, its on your side, now. Not pushing you down, and all around, It's no cause for concern. Come on, oh my star is fading, And I see no chance of release, And I know I'm dead on the surface, But I am screaming underneath. And time is on your side, its on your side, now. Not pushing you down, and all around, No it's no cause for concern. Stuck on the end of this ball and chain, And I'm on my way back down again. Stood on the edge, tied to the noose, Sick to the stomach. You can say what you mean, But it won't change a thing, I'm sick of the secrets. Stood on the edge, tied to the noose, And you came along and you cut me loose. You came along and you cut me loose. |
The purdueites came to town for the weekend to hang out. We were all really busy so I'm not sure why we picked this weekend exactly. It's alright we had a good time and I still have more than enough time to get everything done. When people come in from out of town it seems to make the weekends run a little longer. Probably because they motivate us to get up before 3 in the afternoon. Yesterday I was getting up from my computer and I pushed the keyboard drawer in as I rotated my chair around to get up. Unfortunately, I ended up jamming my little finger between the arm of the chair and the drawer cracking the fingernail into three fragments and smashing the end of my finger. Way to go self. It's not broken and it looks as though I didn't damage the base or the cuticle so I'm gonna just keep it clean and let it do it's thing, I think it'll be fine, and it's finally stopped hurting so yay, drama over. I, the idiot that I am, woke up at 10:55 on friday, 5 minutes after ece229 ended. Meaning The homework I spent 2 hours doing the night before was now sitting on my desk as opposed to in the grader's folder where it was supposed to be. Thinking fast I found and e-mailed the grader at around 10:59 telling him what heppened and he's allowing me to hand it in with the next assignment on monday seeing as it was so close to the end of class that I was able to contact him. So yeah, woohoo! drama over. |
September 30, 2002 |
Did you think that I'd disappear? Did you think that I'd wash away? Did you think that I'd last this long? Did you think that I'd get this strong? Everytime they try to make me change, they just wear me down with more chains. And it feels like, that you with me or against me. And it feels like, that your promises are all a mess. And it feels like, that to push me is to shove me. And it feels like, that the only way is the wrong way. Did you think that I'd could be your cruch? Did you think that life could mean so much? Did you think that this could end in birth? Did you think that this was just plain old luck? |
A song off of Filter's new album Amalgamut, which is overall a great cd. This particular song, you might notice, is from the commercial for the new Hummer H2. The styling on the new Hummers leaves something to be desired for me. And really the extreme capabilities of the old school H1 are muted in favor of the bling bling SUV crowd who wants something with better pickup in the city. Ah well, give the world what they want I guess. As an interesting side note; DaimlerChrysler sued General Motors over the design of the H2, notably the 7-bar grill, which they claimed was stolen from jeep heritage. But, they got dissed by the courts... ...twice. Matse 200 test isn't until thursday now, so I have [more] time to study for that now. stress--; My finger doesn't hurt anymore if you were wondering I think once I get all the little details worked out and I make sure everything is all set up how I like I'll make the three files that run this site available under the general PLA so people interested in using/critiquing (joel) my code can be free to do so if they choose. Again, not because I necessarily think people will dive on the code like it's a furby at christmas or anything, but mainly because I'm vain and want to show off how cool I am because I use switch statements a lot. |