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Feb. 9th, 2013 | 02:46 pm

It's been a year since I posted on here. Maybe it's not a good idea.

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Dec. 1st, 2011 | 11:36 am

Apparently there's an app for this. Hilarious.

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May. 11th, 2009 | 01:35 pm

I need a big change. And soon, before I am swallowed up by mediocrity.

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Apr. 16th, 2009 | 02:14 pm

My oh my, it has been a while. I should start posting again. I think it helps me to organize my thoughts. I've been working to get myself more motivated. I am making some progress, but it is coming along slowly.

It would help if I had a complete keyboard. The spacebar and 'n' key are missing on mine. I can still press them but the space bar is just a tiny dot and if I don't press right on it, it doesn't work. Stupid cats.

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Apr. 16th, 2009 | 02:01 pm

Everything you wanted to know about the Obama/FRA High-Speed Rail plan: http://is.gd/sMG7 Holy transparency, Batman! (thanks, Tim) Seriously, this would make traveling so much more efficient, and create a crap-ton of jobs.

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Mar. 12th, 2009 | 09:06 pm

I wish I could successfully keep up with my life. That would be great.

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I apologize but I don't know what I love more, you next to me there or the receding shore.

Nov. 19th, 2008 | 01:32 am
location: home home home
mood: pensivepensive
music: the mountain goats - leaving home

I've been aching for some sort of adventure. Things are going well, and yet I'm feeling a bit stagnant. I need to travel again, and/or do some soul searching/internal journeying. Its not that I don't know what I want, not anymore. It's more that there are so many things to want, and see, and discover, and explore, and learn. I just do not have the capacity, time, funding, transportation (physical/mental), social/emotional freedom. All in due time, I tell myself. Make some progress with school, save money, save vacation hours, then take off for a while. I just feel that maybe I have been neglecting my mental self. I never give myself time to think, or write, or breath. To make personal accomplishments. To learn new things about myself. I will get it.

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Oct. 15th, 2008 | 10:21 pm

There Is No One Story and One Story Only
by Adrienne Rich

The engineer’s story of hauling coal
to Davenport for the cement factory, sitting on the bluffs
between runs looking for whales, hauling concrete
back to Gilroy, he and his wife renewing vows
in the glass chapel in Arkansas after 25 years
The flight attendant’s story murmured
to the flight steward in the dark galley
of her fifth-month loss of nerve
about carrying the baby she’d seen on the screen
The story of the forensic medical team’s
small plane landing on an Alaska icefield
of the body in the bag they had to drag
over the ice like the whole life of that body
The story of the man driving
600 miles to be with a friend in another country seeming
easy when leaving but afterward
writing in a letter difficult truths
Of the friend watching him leave remembering
the story of her body
with his once and the stories of their children
made with other people and how his mind went on
pressing hers like a body
There is the story of the mind’s
temperature neither cold nor celibate
Ardent The story of
not one thing only.

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A glorified drive thru window.

Oct. 9th, 2008 | 02:45 pm

This is from an article on Cracked.com:

"And what’s the presidency if not a glorified drive thru window? You take the orders of America, misinterpret them due to a broken and convoluted communications system, then give them what you thought they wanted and charge them for it anyway."


I thought it was a pretty good comparison.

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If I were older I would act my age.

Aug. 27th, 2008 | 07:29 pm

Do you ever have those dreams that stick with you for a little too long? It's difficult to tell the meaning of this one, but it makes me nervous, and a bit sad.

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