:: So It Is Written... ::

:: Wednesday, October 22, 2003 ::

 

I've been asked by several people lately why I am so stressed out... I have come up with a pretty good analogy... wanna hear it? too bad.

Imagine standing in the middle of the road with a group of friends. Everyone is looking down the road for cars coming your way. One or two people are looking behind you to make sure no one is coming that way and is in the wrong lane. You happen to glance down and realize that there are railroad tracks underneath you. No one else notices. You point them out to one or two people, who promptly laugh at you and go back to watching for cars. You glance down the tracks and see a freight train heading right towards you. You are the only person who sees the train. You want to yell and scream and warn everyone, but you don't want to be laughed at again, so you sit... and wait... and hope and pray that you all get hit by a semi-truck before the train gets to you.

Last week I was stressed out because I couldn't believe I was hoping and praying that I got hit by a semi-truck. Now I'm even more stressed out because, as it turns out, the train was quite real and killed everyone involved, myself included.

:: posted by Tmber :: 9:14 PM ::

 

ya know what pisses me off? ok ok... that's too long of a list... ya know what's pissing me off right now?

ok, so this guy commits suicide. His wife left him and took the kids (insert the rest of long, sad, pitiful story here). So a random person, let's call them J... (J random person?) J comes to me and says, oh, this poor guy... he committed suicide because his mean ol' vicious wife left him for a sports jock and took this kids, mean ol' witch. To which I reply, no, he killed himself because he was unstable or unbalanced. And J continues to bash the wife... if she hadn't left him none of this ever would have happened... to which I keep insisting that the wife did not kill him. so J gets all pissed at me telling me that if this woman would have just held her marriage together there would never be any problem and life would have been perfect for them. so I asked J, what if this woman had stayed with this guy, totally given up her own well-being and stayed there because of him. What if she would have gotten depressed later being overwhelmed with all her regrets in life and then killed herself 10 years later when her kids were 12, 14 and needed their mother? J's reply? oh, that would never happen. people don't get depressed about what they missed out in life.

closemindedness... that's what is pissing me off right now. Sure, you want me to go be part of your little circle of people hissing and booing this woman, but I say, NO! it's not HER fault that HE killed HIMSELF.

our actions have consequences, but at what point do they cease to be our consequences and become other people's actions?

p.s. to J, since I know you read this blog... If this guy was your significant other's best buddy and all, then why the h*ll did you abandon him for the worst 2 1/2 months of his life? ya know, in my book, friends that choose to go away when the going gets tough and come back when everything's all better aren't really friends at all.

Can I get an Amen!

:: posted by Tmber :: 12:35 PM ::

 

wow... did you know there is GAY music? (and speaking of needing something controversial to go on my blog)... Yeah, I didn't know it, but there's like gay rap, gay techno, gay country... gay everything... new concept to me. Richard (head of the GLBF here on campus) was telling me about this techno song about a guy who joins the soccer team just so he can hit on his teammates... "and it all goes downhill from there"... well... news to me... gay music...

:: posted by Tmber :: 1:04 AM ::

 

ok, so I haven't posted in a while. Not much going on these days. The one thing I want to write about, I can't, because it involves someone that probably will read this eventually. So that leaves me with ho-hum, boring, everyday details of my dreary existance. Actually, things aren't so bad. I finally went home this weekend. Gave Chelsea some birthday stuff, but generally everyone was busy. Chelsea had a game and a marching competition. Caleb is working at a haunted house for the next couple of weeks. Dad was doing boy scout stuff and Mom was out of town all weekend. Didn't get to see brian and Krys and Manda were camping. Now, it's all cool and stuff that people have a life, but all I did this weekend was just sit around the house and go to best buy.

So what philosophical thing can I put on here? I can't think of much. Brian (link to left) has religion, and Manda (link also to left) has the femi-neo-nazi movement covered... Brian has politics... MSN has odd occurances, like being raised by poodles... I mean, really? what's left for me?

I know what's left... lunch... because I'm off work now.

later.

:: posted by Tmber :: 12:38 PM ::

 

ok, ok... I know it shouldn't be funny, but let's face it... the man referred to the increase in deaths due to suicide bombings a "grave escalation"

Quote of the Week goes to William:

"If the ECE department wanted me to have a girlfriend, they would have issued me one."

And for you Vampire: TM fans, here's a quote:
"If [crapping] is your speciality, and you can take a [crap] at craft x5, then a Toreador should stop and watch."

Yeah, that's worth mentioning... I started playing Vampire LARP (live action role playing) on saturday. The club here meets once a month, and as it turns out is the first and only offcial venue of the WhiteWolf: Vampire setting in Mississippi. I decided to play a Ventrue. There's only 4 Ventrue in the city: The prince, and 3 of us who have played 1 time each. The other two players who aren't the prince are obsessed with money and were running around asking for handouts and scheming to build this or that so that they can skim off the top... I find all that incredibly boring. I plan on making my character more interested in power. For those familiar with the game system, I'm specializing in Dominate, and after I get forgetful mind, I'll go back and spend some XP on Presence to get up to Majesty. Everyone will like me... and those that don't like me won't be able to do anything about it... and those who try, I'll make forget that they ever didn't like me. :)

one last thing... this is kinda interesting... beware the Coca-Cola can... it knows where you are...

:: posted by Tmber :: 3:45 PM ::

 

ok, ok, ok... BRIAN has posted 5 times since I have posted last, and he hasn't posed in like 6 months.

I've been a bit busy... One of my classes has a final next week... these quarters go fast... too much stuff going on to say everything... let's see... I have an IBM fileserver in my office, I have an extra geforce4 ti4600 if anyone wants one, I have a lot of extra homework if anyone wants that, too... umm, let's see.. state football sucks... I fear this will be Jackie Sherril's last year... now don't get me wrong...I'm all against firing coaches because their teams suck, but with this being the worst start since 1968, and this being SEC football, it will be very easy for the athletics dept. to blame it on the coach rather than the players..

band sucks... no matter how we do things, we're wrong. the drum major, the drumline, and the trumpets all take different tempos... no matter which one the band as a whole goes with, we took the wrong one. you would think you just stay with the drum major... that's the easy choice, but it don't work like that. I can't see the drum majors for most of the show (we only have two this year, one on each sideline), and they do NOT conduct the same tempos, and they do NOT conduct consistent tempos... my internal metronome is going haywire, because they'll be at 120 on second and then they'll beat a measure around 132, then one around 110... and the band directors place no blame on the drum majors... it's like they're saints or something... they suck... and when it's not their fault that we screw up, it's Dr. Minh (sorry brian)... I know you liked this guy at memphis, and he's a cool person, but he sucks at directing marching band. just plain sucks. I would list all the bad things he does, but I'd be here all night... just think of any bad habit of band directors, and he does it.

anyway... saw underworld tonight... not bad... I can understand why Whitewolf is sueing them :) It's just vampire: the masquarade (too tired to spell) with two changed words... clan => coven. Masquarade => covanent.

ok... my spelling is getting worse... I need to go to bed...

goodnight

:: posted by Tmber :: 2:35 AM ::