The necessary drinking picture

I finally landed a job. After putting in many applications, calling and pleading to managers and supervisors, and going to interviews, I am employed. It didn't happen like one might expect either. Over a week ago I had just finished with an interview at a local grocery store when I was waiting for them to call me back. I was pretty sure I got it. The day after my interview at the grocery store, Wendy's calls and sets up a interview with me that day, infact, it was an hour and a half after the phonecall. I was hired on the spot. And the grocery store has yet to call.

I found out from a friend that I had some uniform code to follow, and I had no clothes that fit the description. Black slacks mainly. I wanted something that would follow the guidelines and at the same time would suit my tastes and accentuate me as a person. Right. I first went to PacSun and found the pants I needed right away. I then continued to look around because I had time to burn. I caught a glance at some skater shoes, and I was attracted to them. During my hacky-sack days I had always wanted a pair to help with stalls and whatnot. I had always hated the look of them, and I knew I didn't skateboard for the most part, so I never actually considered getting some. The thought now as I was in PacSun seemed eerily an option. Which I don't know if I have changed since college, or I am just open to different looks. I quickly found some that were on sale and that looked good enough for me, not being one that really knows skateboard style, and only a faint idea of namebrand.

They are cool so far, and almost make me want to break out a hack that has been long-sence dead. Or perhaps even attempt skateboarding again.

If there is anything wrong with these shoes it's the tongue. I know that it's the style to be enlarged and everything but dear-god, its ridiculous. I have the notion to cut a slit under the tongue and remove half of the stuffing.

*Blaze2008 says: do you see that Aber-bracelet on my right wrist? Those big leather wrist belts were getting cool around this time, so guess what I did? I took an old belt of mine, cut it up, and superglued it around my wrist. You couldn't tell unless you looked real close. It had a 1 time application, when it came off it was staying off, kept it on during showers and everything. I can't remember how long I wore it, months, maybe even a semester. The best part is that some girl at a party actually criticized me and called me a tool for spending money on something so useless. When I told her I cut up an old belt and used some superglue free of charge she thought I was the coolest thing since sliced bread. Don't think I never taught you guys how to look like a tool without the high costs. Volume 2: Buying the white ipod headphones, wearing them, and hiding the cord while not plugging them into anything so you fit in while walking to class every morning.

The Tale; The Mistake

I'll start off with a mistake. Mistake : deciding at 2:00am that I would stay up all night. It wasn't that hard because I had accidently slept in till 3:30 the afternoon before. So I had all the energy, and I had all the procrastinated homework. I decided to surf the Intarweb too the wee hours of the morning. Then do my homework from 9-945 for my class at 10. Well, everything went according to plan. Soon I began to see people leaving for there 8 o'clock classes. For some reason I decided after all that, I would take a nap from 830-9 for when I had my alarm set for a accidental dose-off. I then layed down and was instantly knocked out. I have a slight rememberence of going to my alarm clock, turning it off, and for some reason laying back down. Now the part comes in when my fairy godperson must have realized something was awry, and quickly woke me up at 9:37. I have no other reason why my sleep-deprived body did not sleep for more than an hour. The following was quite odd, I knew something had gone terribly wrong as soon as I opened my eyes. I drudged over and sat on my comptuer chair. I then spent what felt for a decade stairing at my clock. Next I A.) tried to remember what time class was, B.) tried to remember what very important task that was haunting my conscience had gone undone, and C.) what had happend that created this mess. Finally like an acute detective, I quickly figured out that I had 23 minutes until class, had to write a 1 page response to an article I had found the night before, print it out in the basement, and write a graph for it. And somehow my alotted hour had evaporated under my stupidity of laying down for a "nap".

Seeing as how this story went long enough, I'll just end on the note that due to our day off Friday, the professor said that the homework deadline would be put back to tommorow. Whew. /me wipes brow.

On a brighter note(hehe, pun). I noticed a peering light through the gap in my curtains and suddenly remembered that the sun actually does rise. I then took a few seconds every 10-15 minutes to snap a quick picture for no apparent reason. Because putting it on the site was the last thing on my mind. I guess my first response to beauty in nature is to get a picture. Somethign I learned from my Mother no doubt.

Which reminds me of a time a week or two ago, one of the bigger snowfalls had started early in the morning, so that that everything was embossed with a thick white cap as I walked to class. The flakes layed thick upon the dark branches of the woods and it was something you dont see often, much less have time to sit and enjoy. I had made a point to get my camera but was to lazy later. Now, however, I have lost a bar or 2 on my "straight-meter" so I will leave it at that.

If you find no interest reading about Halo skip this post

A leaked version of Halo made it to Colombia recently. The main mission objective was to sneak your flag into enemy territory by whatever means necessary. The Colombians quickly put there quick wit and problem-solving skills together and these pictures were taken before things went south. hehe. south.

Actually that picture would be proof that I generally have A.) too much time on my hands, and B.) another person with the odd sence of humor I have. Most nights I suffice in just humping an opponent's corpse after I kill him.*

I have actually been playing a lot of Halo recently. Mainly because when I am bored I can usually always find 4-6 people who want to play. And when I am in the middle of an assignment I am usually asked to play. How can I turn down the oppurtunity to participate in a competition in which numerous people fight to the death to see who has the fastest reaction speed and best hand-to-eye coordination. Hell, it's the stuff I was born for. I will also point out that Murray First North is still undefeated in BLOOD GULCH CTF's. However, when it comes to anything else, mainly anything with covenent weapons, or stupid levels like Chiron or Derelict, we find ourselves having some competetion. And even somtimes, *shudder*, we lose.We havn't had many competetiors though, because after a week of us going to their dorms and beating them, we told them to come to ours. This usually is the end of any hopes of getting a game together, especially those Putnam bitches.

Usually with gaming comes the threat of bad grades, or loss of friends. But I've actually been getting along with my video games, and I've found that homework can always be pushed back. *I would like to point out that is bad sportsmanship and I am taking measures to quit this bad habit.

Here is one last photo to leave you with.

Remember: Different angles can be pleasing for both you and your partner!

Back By Popular Demand

Our good friend Tyler sporting his roomate Colin's new hand warmer Well, I didn't think I would be back on this site, but yet again, I am suprised by the actual requests for this website. I tend to get lazy every other month or so. And then after that month people start asking me to be back up here, and by then I'm all packed up again with good stories. First off I would like to add that my computer, I dont even remember the specifics anymore, crashed, and I nearly lost all my important information on my 120gig. Now I have diagnosed my 120gig as completely incompetent as well as my Abit KR7e motherboard. The random reboots, which I believe led to the random "unbootable drive", were just to much for me.

With the excuses out of the way, I would like to say I have been having an other-wise great time. I have been doing great in classes and even better in Halo and Counter-strike(CS). I have been playing CS at [H]ardCS . After the first weekend, (3 hours) of playing, I had made top 10 of this skillfull/popular server. That was somethign that I took pride in, but since that first weekend I have been playing sub-par at best, and now I am hardly top25.

I believe that my ability to write smoothly, with style, and less grammatical errors is infact shaping up. Whether it's due to my English class or not. Now I'm not claiming I am good at it in any way. I'm just simply stating that before college I was horrendous.

I am going to add now that my mousewheel wants to scroll up 10-15 bars, and down 1 bar, which is completely throwing me off for the moment.