roxy missed this the other day. i suppose this is the strength and weakness of the ‘follow me’ dropdown – easy to ignore, but usually full of fun goodness.

some of you have seen this, some of you maybe missed it, but — zombie dogs. as in, supposidely real zombie dogs.

now back to playing with rss feeds.

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yay. i think ive got the rss feed for the site working now. i havent done a ton of asp in like 2 years now. i think im on the php side of the fence now, except that php doesnt have a global.asa which is just really nice still. i suppose you can roll your own with an include and setting all the server variables, but that isnt as clean. shrug. now to test the feed.

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something about my perception of time has slipped out of sync with the actual course of events. i know this because when my diploma arrived in the mail on monday, i realized that it had only been 6 weeks since graduation. could be just that i want everything in my life to happen faster or that i’ve packed too much into such a small segment of my life. whatever the reason for this disconnect, i’ve noticed it mostly because i started keeping a calendar over the last month, using it both to plan for future appointments and to record the daily experiences that i deem interesting enough to type into ical.

looking back over the past month, after i get past the surprise of how little time has elapsed, i start to wonder how i’m not more exhausted than i am. then i wish i could just take a nap sitting here in my chair. this is all sort of ironic though, because last weekend i did almost nothing and of course that was too much of that. the day i had yesterday was busy from the moment that i arrived at work and it was the best day i’ve had here yet. confusing isn’t it?

i’m a train tracking one route through an ever-branching rail system.

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wow, i read people’s posts on here for today and i feel rather out-of-touch. i have absolutely no clue what the fuck chris is talking about in his last post. i dont know any of those celebrities. eek. and i didnt watch the presidential address, so i didnt have a chance to let that piss me off. and, i still havent posted a recipelike tripp says he asked us all to do a couple weeks ago. i want to think of a good one before i post it here. it might ought to be our grandmother’s icebox pie b/c tripp and i both adore the recipe (it’s like boston cream pie but i think it’s slightly different).

i have now worked at the coffee shop two days. i basically know how to make lots of drinks and all our sandwiches and salads now. i can do lattes, au laits, cappucinos, mochas, milkshakes, espressos, coffees, bagels, scones, cookies, soups, and the dishes. it’s pretty fun. not really a dream job but it is better than being bored.

i would type more but ive gotten tired. goodnight.

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in order to cause myself an appropriate amount of morning agony i decided to watch yesterday’s speech given by the president and stored for my viewing pleasure on the white house website. it is thinking such as this “Iraq is the latest battlefield in this world. Any terrorists who kill innocent men, women and children on the streets of Baghdad are followers of the same murderous ideology that took the lives of our citizens in New York, Washington and Pennsylvania. ” that drives me so crazy. the distinction between a terrorist blowing up innocent people and a soldier blowing up innocent people is so blurry. this whole idea of enforcing the democratic way just rubs me wrong. i don’t think that people should live in terror in their own countries, but i certainly don’t think that the way the US does things is the best possible way to run a country. i suppose i really shouldn’t go into it. the thinking presented as the basis for the ‘war on terror’ is just so simplistic and illogical.

day before yesterday i had a phone call that raised my ire so much i smashed a piece of pottery. temper temper. the destruction helped for about three minutes but then the frustration crept right back into my belly.

its sad leaving portland. always. at the same time, its so nice to be back around tripp. i think i forget how much i like him when i’m not around and trying not to miss him.

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job hunting means that there are things, people, ideas, conversations, etc that are happening in my life that i can not post. i dont like it, but its a more intelligent way to handle things, esp when i know people i dont know will be looking up my name online.

so i have to think about other things to write about, which is difficult when my mind isnt in that space.

roxy is back in town, which is nice. i didnt expect to miss her as much as i did. three weeks is now a long time in my book.

ive been taking a lot better care of myself in the last couple of weeks.

on top of swimming (which has ground to a halt in the last week, due to the pool’s pump breaking and then the water turning green), i have been brushing my teeth more, cooking more and cleaning more. i have gotten most of my affairs in order, which is always a pleasant feeling.

the other night (after cooking bitzaos fish), i made chicken. i tenderized a boneless breast and soaked it in salt water. then grilled it with pepper, ginger, 3 garlic cloves, olive oil, chopped onions and honey. it was fabulous.

today i went to the dentist and finished getting my teeth cleaned. they feel pretty good and while they weren’t perfect, my gums had actually improved since last visit. (due to all my brushing and flossing i have been doing.) im hungry now but i hate to eat, knowing ill ruin the great feeling i have with them now. its that clean hurty feeling, where you can feel the space between every tooth.

it doesnt help that lunch is a hot pocket, possibly the worst thing i could put into my mouth/body. seems a shame to ruin this great feeling with something so terrible.

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tripp, you’re crazy. next time we hang out i’m gonna push you onto cracks all over the place.

dragonrealms is going well. after not really having played for the last two and a half years due to my foray into north africa(i played maybe a combined 3 days worth of DR during that time period), i’m finally getting back into the swing of things. tirakseen is coming along, hit 45th a couple weeks ago and have now got most of the major thiefly abilities available at this point. my absence saw some rewrites of the thief circling requirements as well as some pretty significant core systems changes that have got me reprioritizing and retraining my entire skill loadout. i think i might start referring to DR in sci-fi terms more often(dragonrealms being a medieval fantasy text-based rpg – archaic in more ways than one).

xbox live is heaven. i binged on halo2 last night, met up with some of the fellas from the old black arrow clan, caught up on all the clan gossip and generally had a blast(stuck ‘em!). i can’t wait for the next rainbow six to come out, apparently you’ll be able to specialize in several different class-types, aka medic, stealth, explosives, etc. the highlight of last night was my roommate walking in the door, not having seen me play on live yet due to our disparate schedules, and bursting into laughter, saying ‘why are you wearing that headset??’.

peace

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This is the story that Tripp promised from me last week. I haven’t had a chance to sit in front of a computer since then:

Last Wednesday I packed up my bag and got ready for my extended trip down to Va. Beach for Nate’s wedding. I say extended trip because I stopped to visit Jason in Philly and Jill in Richmond on the way,spending a night in each city. I brough the bag to work planning on heading straight for my parent’s house to pick up my car. Unfortunately I realized when I got to work that I had forgotten some medicine I’m taking and had to run back to the apartment at lunchtime.

So I hopped back on an uptown 1 train and got off at 79th Street all pissed off at myself for having to waste the time. As I walked past a small realtor I spotted a strange character on the street. He’s tall, gangly, with thick black mustache, extremely pale, and wearing a powder blue suit. The person he’s talking to looks distinctly uncomfortable.

I keep walking. Wait. Is that? No. Can’t be. I turn around and look the other way and there’s a whole camera crew there standing around trying to look bored as they will me to keep walking and not blow the sketch. Holy shit it’s Sasha Baron Cohen in character as Borat! In my neighborhood!

My first instinct was to scream, “BORAT! HIGH FIVE!” I couldn’t do it though. The camera crew wasn’t filming, but I definitely got the feeling that the guy Borat was talking to was the mark of the sketch and I didn’t want to ruin it for him.

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