Yea, but other touched posters can see...so why are we down and honestly why the hell am I even posting?

Down until the 1st of the Month. (Hehehehe.... I find humor in the fact that I'm making a post no one can read about how we're down. Sue me.)

Nah, we're not going to flog you.  If I did that, I'd have to do it myself as well, because I only ran 3 days last week, and I only ran 1 day this week, and now I'm at Comic Con.  I'll be walking a lot, but that's it.

You don't have to work out *every* day, just at least 3-4 days a week.  That's the ideal, anyway. 

Oog... tired...

I'm a slacker and didn't go to the gym today. And I know y'all give a shit. But it matters to me. So if you feel like flogging me, go ahead.

A'ight, San Diego... here we come. Fear us, bitch. FEAR US.

Grandma died on July 16, 2004 at 9:15 PM.



Her funeral is scheduled for the morning of Saturday, July 24. I
realize that this is going to hurt my time at San Diego Comic
Con. But family obligations, especially in these cases, take
precedence.



It took four people to brush Grandma's teeth. It will take seven
people to bear her coffin. It will take two people to bury
her. May she rest in peace.

"A human being should be able to change a diaper, plan an invasion, butcher a hog, conn a ship, design a building, write a sonnet, balance accounts, build a wall, set a bone, comfort the dying, take orders, give orders, cooperate, act alone, solve equations, analyze a new problem, pitch manure, program a computer, cook a tasty meal, fight efficiently, and lastly die gallantly. Specialization is for insects." --Robert A. Heinlein

NOW PLAYING: Boiled In Lead - "Newry Highwayman (trad.)"

"In Newry Town I was bred and born / In Steven`s Green now I`ll die in scorn. / I served my time to the saddling trade / but I turned out to be, I turned out to be a roving blade. / At seventeen I took a wife / I loved her dearly as I love life / And for to keep both fine and gay / I took to robbing, I took to robbing on the King`s highway. / I never robbed any poor man yet / Nor any tradesman has cause to fret / I rob the lords and their ladies bright / I take their jewels, I take their jewels to my heart`s delight. / To Covent Garden I make my way / With my dear wife for to see the play / Lord Fielding`s corps they did me pursue / And I was taken, I was taken by that cursed crew. / My father cried, "Oh, my darling son" / My wife she wept and said, "I`m undone" / My mother tore her white locks and cried, / "`Twas in the cradle, `twas in the cradle that he should have died." / And when I`m dead and in my grave / A flashy funeral pray let me have / With six bold highwaymen to carry me / Give them good broadswords, good broadswords and liberty. / Six pretty maidens to bear my pall / Give them white ribbons and garlands all / For when I`m dead, aye they`ll speak the truth / He was a wild and a wicked youth. / In Newry Town I was bred and born / In Steven`s Green now I`ll die in scorn. / I served my time to the saddling trade / but I turned out to be, I turned out to be a roving blade..."

In an effort to be intellectually stimulating, I'm offering up a contest to see who can come up with an original yet creative reason to get to the gym. I'm looking for some semblance of inspiration. Motivate me!

Who knew that 10 more gigs a month would cost... $40? Please, feed the monkey!

Eh, they're both decidedly not "hot". They're both a little odd looking, and Mayer makes weird faces when he plays guitar/sings. Now, that doesn't mean that I'm not obsessed with both, or that I don't find Mayer to be cool, or Mraz to be a fantabuspiffy singer (that's my new word of the week ^^), I'm just saying that Cosmo is right, they're not "hot".

Friday is going to be soooo much fun... ^_^

NOW LISTENING TO: Hope Of The States - "Don't Go To Pieces"

"Don't you go to pieces now / I need you more than I ever did / Don't you go to pieces now / I need you all the time / Don't you go to pieces now / I need you all the time / Don't you go to pieces now / I need you all the time / It's alright to be alone sometimes / But please come back tomorrow / I need you all the time / It's alright to be alone sometimes / But please come back tomorrow / I need you all the time / The people you leave behind / Will worry all the time / Why don't you realize / And why won't you try?"

I was reading Cosmo today, which claimed that Jason Mraz was currently "Hot" and John Mayer was decidedly "not". Take that as you will.

"Big concerns grow from small concerns - you plant them, water them with tears, fertilize them with unconcern...if you ignore them, they grow."

So the Council of Elders is claiming, like they have on and off for years, that today is Plug Pulling day. Because if the plug doesn't end Grandma, then the pneumonia certainly will. I'm sitting here listening to music because I can't stand silence.

I have to get out of here.

NOW LISTENING TO: Taking Back Sunday - "A Decade Under The Influence"

"Well I got a bad feeling about this, / I got a bad feeling about this / (to hell with you and all your friends, it's on) / I'm coming over but it never was enough / I thought it through and my worst brings out the best in you / Well I got a bad feeling about this / I got a bad feeling about this / (to hell with you and all your friends, it's on...)"

So I've decided to get off my ass and actually stop complaining about my lack of gym and went and joined the University one. It was cheaper than the national downtown chain and has a fantastic panorama of the Monterey Bay from the cardio machines. It occurred to me that I like going to a gym. I actually like working up a sweat. I also like the idea of doing something positive for me while I have the time to do so. I have a few weeks off as my summer furlough (it's hard to do student activities when the students are on vacation, and every single one of my other options fell through this summer, if you care to know, feel free to email me). But my main reason to post this is so that when I'm on campus checking my email, I can use the Touched as motivation to make the drive across campus and get on the elliptical machine. I realize that I may be a sick individual for actually liking exercise, but hey, that's just me.

Now Listening to: Owen - "The Ghost of What Should Have Been"

"What else in this room reminds me of you? / The windowsill with a crucified pit of an avocado still sits in water. / What else in this room reminds me of the relationship I've ruined. / The tables I made strong enough to hold your magazines, / but not your tired legs. / One more week in this apartment, / one more week of being haunted by the ghost of what should have been. / What else in this fucking empty room reminds me of fucking you? / An orphaned couch where I spent some long nights / while you went out with our friends. / What I wouldn't do to be a ghost like you, to be somewhere new. / To leave everything, / the way you left everything that reminded you of me. / One more week in this apartment, one more week of being haunted..."

You are Bahamut! You are King of the Dragons, and
rightfully so, for few can stand up to your
Mega Flare. Everything about you simply
screams "bad ass."


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For reasons of my own, I'm putting up stories about my grandmother on my LiveJournal. Read them if you want... I'm mostly putting them up for my own sake.

Yay! I still remebered this place! It's sad really...I've been posting more in other's blogs lately than my own. What fun eh? Anyways figured I'd mention Silent Hill 4 is scary as shit (like I had to tell you that). I'm haveing a lil trouble figureing out why it's takeing so damn long to get the game to the US when the audio is only in English and the subtitles are in both Japanese and English *shrug*

So we're down, not like any of you can read this, not like any of you read it anyway. But we're down until Dom gets bandwidth again. So, yeah, you're not missing anything.

Sorry, just in a somewhat defeated mood right now. A recruiter I was supposed to keep calling just left that company, another company who told me to "call anytime" is not answering/returning my fucking phone calls, a company that isn't sure what to make of me might be interested in me and I personally feel like breaking both of my hands.

Some days, humanity is just a reminder of everything you don't like looking at in a mirror.

Man, watching Jeopardy these days is like watching Globetrotters vs. the Generals. No one's even on the same level as Ken Jennings right now. Even Alex Trebek is in awe... or is at least out of things to say to Ken.

My only hope is this: That when Ken Jennings' 26+ game winning streak is over, he goes out with a bang:

"Who are three guys who have never been in my kitchen".

I had a dream last night that I enrolled in a dancing class. There were auditions to even get into the class, and I was one of the four people who made it. The teacher had the worst teeth I had ever seen. Lots of people were rejected for lots of different reasons. I was let it because although I didn't have any refinement, I had "a natural grace that should be allowed to bloom."

My dreams have been getting weird lately...

A sign perhaps I've been hitting Final Fantasy XI a little too hardcore lately:

I had a dream last night where I was supposed to meet Pdac for lunch at a bowling alley. Once at the bowling alley, he and I (and two women Pdac *picked up* there) were taking turns bowling and pulling Orcs and Goblins from a cave that just happened to be attached to the bowling alley.

"Hey strike! Nice job! Oh, Pathfinder incoming!"

...

I worry about myself some days.

Oh, and Dom, it sounds like it's almost yours, though.

Observations from yesterday in Anaheim:

1) A half yard is a fucking lot of pear cider.
1a) I am exactly the same drunk as i am sober, except with a mild headache and a tendency to grin through pain.
2) I like to beat people up with wumpuses on Magic Online.
3) Amy's hair smells really nice.
4) The Colt Python is made for big white people hands, not skinny yellow people hands.
5) When I'm on stage, it's hard to notice things like applause, laughing, cheering, etc. Which is weird, because I had horrible stage fright.
5a) Third place! Not bad when you consider that we went up against an operatically trained group and the past champions.
7) Did I mention that Amy's hair smelled nice?
7a) Especially at 4 AM when she decided she was going to sleep in my bed instead of making her groggy way back to her hotel room.
8) No, Cliff, I don't get that dollar yet.
9) I like wearing costumes. Ya~y

More later, probably Monday or so when I rant up AX for MT.

Welcome to the dying year...

We just lost Marlon Brando.

Here I am in Anaheim. I woke up at 7 sharp, like I always do... and realized that my roommates weren't going to wake up for a good two, maybe three hours.

I wonder if I should wander around Anaheim without any pants on.

Spiderman 2 is awesome. It's just as good as, if not better, than the first one. I urge you all to see it as soon as possible.

And it's cool when your work pays for the ticket and tells you to go see it, and rents out half the theater for you. ^_^