| I was tagged. |
[01 Aug 2006|09:35pm] |
Once you are tagged you MUST write an entry about 6 weird habits/things you do/odd information, as well as state this rule clearly. In the end, you need to choose the next six people to be tagged and list their names.
1. I sleep with my blinds open, to wake when the sun rises.
2. I make a point to lay in the sun for at least a half hour every day.
3. I refuse to pirate mp3s, software, or movies. Unless just handed to me. Which is rare.
4. I practice my own method of martial arts as if it's actually effective.
5. Tylenol PM Gel tabs give me hives. And it's AWFUL.
6. I feel like I've done something wrong when somebody says I'm 'smart.'
The game ends here.
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[26 Jun 2006|11:54pm] |
He was a better man
when he was a lying man.
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[21 May 2006|11:36am] |
My Personal Dna Report
Look how masculine it says I am.
LOOK AT IT.
I told you!
I told you ALL.
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[20 May 2006|03:16pm] |
Last night the head ache became a migraine.
A horrible fucking migraine that would not stop.
I took tylenol PM. No go.
I put a wet cloth wrapped around ice cubes on my head- my neck- my face. Would not work.
After an hour of TRYING to sleep so that -maybe- it would go away, I drew a bath for myself, and laid in it.
Really stupid idea- given that I had taken PMs an hour before.
But I didn't care. MAJOR pain. I hate migraines. :[ After getting out of the bath (which was only a quarter full, I'm not -that- stupid) I went finally fell asleep. Twenty minutes later.
Then I got a phone call. I ignored it. Fucker.
But this all lead to a dream. I had a dream I was in a court yard at some school. (Some school meaning this was a very unique courtyard I had never seen.) And in this court yard I drank three sodas.
That was the only occurence in the dream. I drank soda.
And I pointed out to myself, in this dream, that three sodas is a lot of soda.
Because I don't drink soda.
What the fuck kind of dream was that? Wasted. :[ I feel like my dream time was WASTED.
I blame my father and his family, ultimately. They're the ones with migraines. It's said to be genetic. They wasted my dream time.
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[19 May 2006|10:08pm] |
I have a headache. I am feeling sentimental.
I am not lonely. I am alone.
I don't accept people's comfort-
I am skeptical of it. I used to be trusting.
I'm not.
I just want honesty from people.
A lot of honesty.
At the same time- I don't want to compromise how I feel and sugar coat anything for people.
I don't want attachment.
I just want compromise and a comfortable place to rest my head.
Every now and then.
Because it aches.
A lot.
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| Read your CNNs |
[08 Feb 2006|04:16pm] |
Interesting things are happening in the world of science! Jupiter Comets, ice-yoinking probes, -lakes/environments the size of RHODE ISLAND beneath ice bergs in Antarctica-
Life could be awesome.
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[31 Jan 2006|10:12pm] |
Law and Order is genius television.
Fucking amazing.
I'm tired lately and I want it to stop.
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[15 Nov 2005|11:19am] |
There are so many 'odd dreams' going around lately, that I figured I would share mine from last night.
I was an observer, following a couple fools around a very snowy North America. We may have been in Alaska, from what I recall. These two were an odd pair of treasure hunters who heard about a bear-faced snow cap that never melted. I began following them at what appeared to be some ranch where they were warned of the 'perils ahead.' "Perils" being bears that didn't yet hibernate. They ask questions about where the treasure might be... but they had forgotten the name of what they were looking for. One said, "Uh.. Geronimo's Horde?" "The Golden Horde!" and then I said, "Montezuma's Gold?" Which they then agreed to.
So, these two idiots proceed to get chased off by bears on our hike through a mountain range. We finally reach the mountain with the bear face-shaped cap, and one of the guys is complaining about how cold he is. We're all also wearing wet suits and diving skins because we believed it would be adequate protection from the snow/wet weather. They use ropes and chisels to hoist the face to them as a haggard looking brown bear approaches the mountain they're on. I'm standing moderately distanced from the point, and the bear spots them. Out of a territorial sense of superiority, the bear charges up the mountain, apparently demanding the higher ground in order to display its dominance.
So... the two would-be treasure hunters then get gored by the bear in the most ferocious scene I've ever witnessed in my dreams. Which, on their own, are rather ferocious. But this woke me up, I was shocked. But not after the bear head rolls down the slope, I pick it up, and throw it at the bear. I don't know how that happened, but I threw a giant snowy bear head at a ferocious brown bear.
Yey dreams.
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| Problem |
[11 Oct 2005|05:44pm] |
Something has been bothering me lately:
The development of heroic characters in current stories always seems to follow the "Good guy faces evil, evil beats good guy, good guy becomes darker anti-hero to beat evil."
Now, while I like the whole concept of anti-heroes, there's a point at which I find anti-heroes to be over done.
One doesn't need to make an upstanding heroic character a sissy to make him all bright and shiny. The heroic character doesn't need to be a Prince Valiant or a Wonder Woman.
No.
I just find that the formula needs to be tossed around a bit: Bad guy becomes unhappy with his lifestyle, bad guy does some soul searching, bad guy does a 180 and becomes a shining example of a hero.
Kinda like a Final Fantasy.
I blame my upbringing for being dissatisfied with the current fucking heroic formula.
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| Fork! |
[07 Oct 2005|11:05pm] |
Wedge one right between my eyes.
Please.
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[18 Sep 2005|01:32pm] |
There was faith and devotion
laid side by side, facing.
Imagination wades through thoughts
of separation.
Complexity evaporates, floating
gliding into the bowl of the mind
captured and condensing
to rain and hail back into the sea
of real feeling.
Fantasy dies in the wake of memory,
remorse and duty play part in
killing the dream
that separation
had no place on the surface.
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| Sentimental post. Beware. |
[16 Sep 2005|07:56pm] |
This will have been the most I've updated in quite a while.
Impressive.
Past couple days, I've been feeling a bit more emotional that usual. Like, not in a negative way, mind you. More in the way that I just feel like opening up.
( Read more... )
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[16 Sep 2005|12:58am] |
Alright-
I made a new project for myself.
I'm working on another screenplay/teleplay.
If anybody knows Flash well, and has an interest on working on a project with me, that'd be super keen.
Because I feel idle.
If that doesn't work- anybody want to work on a comic strip with me?
Blah.
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| Goals. |
[14 Sep 2005|01:17am] |
Throughout my life, I've established for myself many goals.
I will now share some of those passing fascinations with my fellow ... fellows.
( Read more... )
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| Grapes! |
[13 Sep 2005|03:14pm] |
I like grapes.
They make me happy.
They're simple fruit.
They'd be so easy to eat-
if not for the fact I'm so picky.
I have to feel out the bowl,
make sure the grape is tasty.
Mm... tasty grape.
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| His loss. |
[20 Aug 2005|02:14am] |
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I don't sing anymore.
It's a shame not to have a voice.
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[08 Aug 2005|07:07pm] |
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I'm exhausted, frustrated, and smirking all the way. I believe in something- I believe in the people around me- And I hope they believe in themselves.
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[03 Aug 2005|07:45pm] |
List five songs that you are currently into. Then tag 5 people to do the same.
Akumajo Belmont (OC Remixer) - DarXide Starman (don't lose yourself)
Cirque Du Soleil & Kitaro - Underworld
Amethystium - Shadowlands
Amethystium - Avalon
Album Leaf - Gust of...
And I suck at tag... so the game always ends with me. :[
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