October 26, 2007
Really? You’re angry?
I was speaking with Mr. DjDuk and he conveyed a minor disapproval with my recent posting on the site. If you look at the logs over the last month or so, I believe you will see that I out-post DjDuk a good 10-1. I politely reminded him that it’s his site and if he does not like seeing my posts he could easily post his own stuff to overshadow my own. But at last we have another day where I post and he does not. All I have to say that “If you want to post, post. Don’t get angry about not having any good posts and then do nothing about it” Because as sure as I am sitting here I know that given enough time I can spew an endless string of random (and dull) posts. I only have to draw your attention to the post above as proof of this.
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Writing about nothing
Anyone who reads this blog will know that I possess this skill. However I never thought it would come in handy at school. For my Lit class I have been required to write two essays. That would have been fine if I was allowed to choose the topic for my essay, but I was not, it was chosen for be by my teacher. So because all the listed topics were not ones I agreed with I was forced to write a paper about things I did not feel were true. It was trying but I managed to pull it off somehow, and even got a decent grade. This must mean that I am getting better at taking a flawed concept and converting it into a paper that is understandable and even persuasive, man I suck.
I’m not sure exactly where I can use this skill in real life but I have a feeling that there are many places. Many evil places.
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October 04, 2007
Muffkies!
Muffkies –like so many of my inventions- was the result of my laziness.
I was baking cookies one day when I realized that I had a lot of cookies left to bake. Longing for other activities (like video games) I deiced to put the cookie dough into muffin tins (you can fit much more dough into a muffin tin then a standard 1.5 inch cookie) and try baking it that way. The result was stunning, I had a well baked and good tasting muffin-cookie, or Muffkies as they were to be called.
Later I brought some of them to work, and because most of the people I worked with were cookie-grubbing slobs, they were a hit. Jessica also enjoyed the Muffkeis a good deal and it may be the only reason she hung around.
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The Facts of Your Sounding
The other day I was leaving work and realized that I had a lot of homework that needed to be done, combined with the realization that I had class about an hour after I get off work I deiced to head straight to school and do some homework while I was waiting for class to start. This turned out to be not the best idea; or rather it would have been a good idea in a different place.
You see the problem here is that I go to school in Boulder, and on the off chance that someone out side of Colorado is reading this. Boulder is a collage town that has many young people with funny ideas, including the idea that pot is legal, it’s not. Anyway I was sitting in the computer commons room trying to get some math homework done, when inevitably, some of the previously mentioned funny kids with the funny ideas came in and sat down, and proceeded to talk about there funny ideas. It was at this point when I started to get upset, thinking “kids, can’t you see I’m working, this is a quit room, go talk someone that is not here”. However in this instance I was wrong. I looked at the situation and realized that I was the one in Boulder, in a collage, in a common room. It hit me that they belong here; that I’m the one that’s out of place.
So yesterday was a little lesion, that if you go walking in a swamp you can’t complain that you’re getting your feet soiled, which was about the same thing that happed to my brain while I was sitting in that room. Man I hate boulder, it would be fine without all the kids.
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The Frequency of Friendships
Friendship is something I think can describe using the concept of frequency. Some friends I see every week, others I see two or three times a month, and then there are those whose wavelength is much longer.
Jessica is one of these people. I met Jessica at my last job (about 2 years ago now), and we became friends. We would talk with each other at work and sometimes hang out outside of work. She did not have a car so I would sometimes give her a ride, or share the fruits of my latest baking experiments (watch for a later post about “muffkies”). After a time she decided to move back to California, and as one might expect, we did not keep in touch. Fast forward about a year, I’m sitting in my apartment, minding my own business when I get a phone call, it was Jessica. She called to see how I was doing, and to let me know she was doing well.
And so it appears that the frequency of some friendships can be measured in the span days or week, while others are measured in months or years. That’s it, I guess that there’s not really a point to this post at all, however it is a darn sight better then anything that’s been posted lately…
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