mobile10/20/04 11:27 - ID#26805
bases and balls
RJ just thought of this...wouldn't it be nuts if the world series ended up being boston against texas? sound like another heated competition we are all familiar with?
Dutchboyy92: GO BOSTON!!!!
- update at 12:02...well, we know Boston is there...and in the words of my friend:
Dutchboyy92: GO BOSTON!!!!
Permalink: bases_and_balls.html
Words: 55
Location: Buffalo, NY
10/20/04 09:09 - ID#26804
i feel stupid today
it's just been one of those days:
- went to school to work on a presentation i had to give tonight with a partner, forgot my book
- drove back home to get the book, forgot the other book i needed for class
- my fly was down for a long time and my friend pointed it out to me
- in my presentation i called the book "the first days of summer" when it is really called "the first days of school"
- i said something to my brother in AIM, then closed the window. he responded like 5 seconds later, and i had already forgotten that i even said anything to him...observe:
Maiden Cat Eyes (8:01:20 PM): arf arf
Maiden Cat Eyes (8:02:45 PM): huh?
Method Man 8220 (8:02:52 PM): eh?
Maiden Cat Eyes (8:02:55 PM): what?
Method Man 8220 (8:02:57 PM): I'm confused
Maiden Cat Eyes (8:03:07 PM): why did you say "yes?"
Method Man 8220 (8:03:22 PM): Cause I was asking what you wanted?
Maiden Cat Eyes (8:03:32 PM): did i say something to you?
Method Man 8220 (8:03:39 PM): yes, arf arfd
Method Man 8220 (8:03:43 PM): arf*
Maiden Cat Eyes (8:03:44 PM): oh yeah, LOL
Method Man 8220 (8:04:00 PM): are you having memory problems?
Maiden Cat Eyes (8:04:14 PM): yes! i'm having a stupid day
Maiden Cat Eyes (8:04:22 PM): i closed the window and then forgot i said that to you
Method Man 8220 (8:04:24 PM): lol
Method Man 8220 (8:04:34 PM): lol, ok
someone smack me before i hurt myself
- went to school to work on a presentation i had to give tonight with a partner, forgot my book
- drove back home to get the book, forgot the other book i needed for class
- my fly was down for a long time and my friend pointed it out to me
- in my presentation i called the book "the first days of summer" when it is really called "the first days of school"
- i said something to my brother in AIM, then closed the window. he responded like 5 seconds later, and i had already forgotten that i even said anything to him...observe:
Maiden Cat Eyes (8:01:20 PM): arf arf
- then i closed the window*
Maiden Cat Eyes (8:02:45 PM): huh?
Method Man 8220 (8:02:52 PM): eh?
Maiden Cat Eyes (8:02:55 PM): what?
Method Man 8220 (8:02:57 PM): I'm confused
Maiden Cat Eyes (8:03:07 PM): why did you say "yes?"
Method Man 8220 (8:03:22 PM): Cause I was asking what you wanted?
Maiden Cat Eyes (8:03:32 PM): did i say something to you?
Method Man 8220 (8:03:39 PM): yes, arf arfd
Method Man 8220 (8:03:43 PM): arf*
Maiden Cat Eyes (8:03:44 PM): oh yeah, LOL
Method Man 8220 (8:04:00 PM): are you having memory problems?
Maiden Cat Eyes (8:04:14 PM): yes! i'm having a stupid day
Maiden Cat Eyes (8:04:22 PM): i closed the window and then forgot i said that to you
Method Man 8220 (8:04:24 PM): lol
Method Man 8220 (8:04:34 PM): lol, ok
someone smack me before i hurt myself
Permalink: i_feel_stupid_today.html
Words: 247
Location: Buffalo, NY
Category: dreams
10/20/04 11:05 - ID#26803
sky surfing
rj made a big mess [c]all[/c] over the floor and clothes and bed in our bedroom and we couldn't get it cleaned up before my dad came up to talk to us. by the time my dad got up the stairs to our room, he had turned into rj's dad. *wake up to say goodbye to rj*
there were a bunch of us that had been captured. the bad guys had put tracking devices or sensors of some sort underneath our skin on the backs of our hands. the devices burned and they were really painful. we went to a lady who could help us, but she was so busy that i was going to have to wait until tomorrow to get my tracking dot removed. she explained that she would just have to snip the top layers of skin open and remove the devices, then sew my hand back together. i was ok with that. she gave me a shot of lidocane to make the pain go away for a little while. then i watched her remove the device from someone else's hand. she had to lock his wrist down to a board so he wouldn't move, then she drove a nail through his hand. i was terrified, and the lady assured me that my method would be different, that this guy had a mega device or something. *wake up, roll over*
a group of us were stuck at the top of a cliff at the ocean. there were guides there to help us get down. we had to glide around on these ropes that were set up in a grid over the ocean. i was concerned because my feet were in the water and i didn't have any water shoes, like everyone else did. i thought a shark would bite me or something. the guide said that would probably happen and i should keep my toes curled up. i took my rope trip and it was super fun and then i landed on the beach with the other half of my adventure group. our next task would be to glide across to another beach with three people on one rope. this wouldn't be that hard because we had a little seat. we were just piling onto our rope when...*wake up*
why do i keep having crazy dreams?
there were a bunch of us that had been captured. the bad guys had put tracking devices or sensors of some sort underneath our skin on the backs of our hands. the devices burned and they were really painful. we went to a lady who could help us, but she was so busy that i was going to have to wait until tomorrow to get my tracking dot removed. she explained that she would just have to snip the top layers of skin open and remove the devices, then sew my hand back together. i was ok with that. she gave me a shot of lidocane to make the pain go away for a little while. then i watched her remove the device from someone else's hand. she had to lock his wrist down to a board so he wouldn't move, then she drove a nail through his hand. i was terrified, and the lady assured me that my method would be different, that this guy had a mega device or something. *wake up, roll over*
a group of us were stuck at the top of a cliff at the ocean. there were guides there to help us get down. we had to glide around on these ropes that were set up in a grid over the ocean. i was concerned because my feet were in the water and i didn't have any water shoes, like everyone else did. i thought a shark would bite me or something. the guide said that would probably happen and i should keep my toes curled up. i took my rope trip and it was super fun and then i landed on the beach with the other half of my adventure group. our next task would be to glide across to another beach with three people on one rope. this wouldn't be that hard because we had a little seat. we were just piling onto our rope when...*wake up*
why do i keep having crazy dreams?
Permalink: sky_surfing.html
Words: 392
Location: Buffalo, NY
10/19/04 02:48 - ID#26802
cherokee morning song
We n’ de ya ho, we n’ de ya ho,
We n’ de ya, we n’ de ya ho ho ho ho,
He ya ho, he ya ho, ya ya ya
Translation - we n’ de ya ho
Freely translated: a we n’ (I am), de (of), yauh --the-- (great spirit), ho (it is so).
Written as: a we n’ de yauh ho (I am of the great spirit, ho!).
This language stems from very ancient cherokee
We n’ de ya, we n’ de ya ho ho ho ho,
He ya ho, he ya ho, ya ya ya
Translation - we n’ de ya ho
Freely translated: a we n’ (I am), de (of), yauh --the-- (great spirit), ho (it is so).
Written as: a we n’ de yauh ho (I am of the great spirit, ho!).
This language stems from very ancient cherokee
Permalink: cherokee_morning_song.html
Words: 80
Location: Buffalo, NY
Category: philosophy
10/19/04 01:33 - ID#26801
the end
eventually, something will destroy it. a meteor will drop or there will be a drought, something catastrophic. everything i write will be lost. evolution will begin again and the words i write will be gone forever. so why do i continue...?
Permalink: the_end.html
Words: 43
Location: Buffalo, NY
Category: dreams
10/18/04 11:19 - ID#26800
psychological illusions
me, rj, someone i don't know (possibly my brother) are willingly led upstairs by middle age man with white hair. 3 beds for us to stay warm and comfortable. mine is too cold so i get in bed with rj. rj starts to read me a little kid bedtime story, but then he has to leave
rj is gone and so is random other little brother-type person. it is morning. i look out the window and see an area like my backyard before the mean old lady bought the property behind ours and built a huge house. there was a nice field and lots of trees. i sigh, longing to be outside in the sun instead of in this cold prison. a girl i don't know comes upstairs and tells me that she knows a way i can escape. i have to kiss every person that i come across as i run away, and each person i kiss will strengthen a magic shield that this girl will place between me and the man with white hair. i run outside and around the building. i have to go up a hill a little bit and then man with white hair is lounging on the grass in the sun. he sees me! he gets up and tries grab me, but i turn around quickly and kiss the girl who let me out. now he can't touch me. he watches me with furious eyes as i run through the neighborhood kissing every person i see. eventually i make it to a lake surrounded by trees and huge rocks. rj is there waiting for me. we need to swim across the lake to be free. we get in the water and make it almost to the opposite shore when we realize what has happened. the rocks on this side are shaped like the man with white hair. one is shaped like his foot, another like his hand and then his head, with eyes open and watching us. the only way to escape now is to swim all the way back to the far shore and barter with the black man standing there for a ride on his space craft. *in waking retrospect, i don't know why the man who imprisoned me was all white and the man who saved me was black. there must be something psychologically important to me there* he agrees to let us on his ship.
we are standing in a line, a mob really, of people waiting to get into the ship. this ship is not small, it is more like an entire city. *i never see the actual outside of the ship* now we are inside the lobby and waiting to find our seats. lucky for us, we have first class seats on this flight. we sit down and try to get comfortable. we hear people around us talking and then we realize something important. all these people are talking about Mr. X. *i know the person's real name, i just do not wish to share it with the rest of the world, by chance that person reads this* everyone is talking about how important he is and how they can't wait to meet him. rj and i realize this is the person we hate most in the world, and we need to get out of the first class section so we do not have to encounter him. we get up and head towards the elevator. we don't know what is above us, but we will risk it. the elevator goes up but as it does gravity is gone. we must hang on to the side so we don't get thrown around. the elevator stops on a floor which resembles an upper tower of a medieval castle. there are some walls, but we can see outside from the edge of the room. we begin to realize that we are not in space, but still on earth, on the other side of the lake from where we wanted to be. ahead of us we see the man with white hair. he laughs evilly and tells me to stand against the wall while rj watches. he is about to whip me with a chain across my front when the elevator arrives with a prisoner and a policeman. the prisoner is an alien, dark green, with tentacles. the white haired man likes this alien even better than me and chains him up to the wall next to me. he whips the alien across the face with the chain twice. the throws the chain backwards and whips himself in the back. he laughs, then begins beating the alien again
. i take this as my opportunity to escape. rj and i quickly make for the elevator and go down, holding on for dear life for lack of gravity. we arrive in the third class section of the ship. we need to use the bathroom and see that there is a mob waiting for this also. my female friend who saved me earlier is waiting in line and she sees me and calls me over to her. rj is allowed to go right through to the bathroom. my friend has potty vouchers that allow her so many free uses, but i have nothing. she begs and pleads and i am allowed to use the bathroom. i walk over to one where the door is open, but find that there is a woman giving birth in there. i finally find an empty bathroom and close the door. turns out the toilet only had half a seat and it was slanted downward at an obscene angle. i have to hold on to the wall in order to sit on it. this is nearly impossible. my friend comes into help me.
- wake up...rj really leaves for school...back to sleep*
rj is gone and so is random other little brother-type person. it is morning. i look out the window and see an area like my backyard before the mean old lady bought the property behind ours and built a huge house. there was a nice field and lots of trees. i sigh, longing to be outside in the sun instead of in this cold prison. a girl i don't know comes upstairs and tells me that she knows a way i can escape. i have to kiss every person that i come across as i run away, and each person i kiss will strengthen a magic shield that this girl will place between me and the man with white hair. i run outside and around the building. i have to go up a hill a little bit and then man with white hair is lounging on the grass in the sun. he sees me! he gets up and tries grab me, but i turn around quickly and kiss the girl who let me out. now he can't touch me. he watches me with furious eyes as i run through the neighborhood kissing every person i see. eventually i make it to a lake surrounded by trees and huge rocks. rj is there waiting for me. we need to swim across the lake to be free. we get in the water and make it almost to the opposite shore when we realize what has happened. the rocks on this side are shaped like the man with white hair. one is shaped like his foot, another like his hand and then his head, with eyes open and watching us. the only way to escape now is to swim all the way back to the far shore and barter with the black man standing there for a ride on his space craft. *in waking retrospect, i don't know why the man who imprisoned me was all white and the man who saved me was black. there must be something psychologically important to me there* he agrees to let us on his ship.
- dream shifts focus*
we are standing in a line, a mob really, of people waiting to get into the ship. this ship is not small, it is more like an entire city. *i never see the actual outside of the ship* now we are inside the lobby and waiting to find our seats. lucky for us, we have first class seats on this flight. we sit down and try to get comfortable. we hear people around us talking and then we realize something important. all these people are talking about Mr. X. *i know the person's real name, i just do not wish to share it with the rest of the world, by chance that person reads this* everyone is talking about how important he is and how they can't wait to meet him. rj and i realize this is the person we hate most in the world, and we need to get out of the first class section so we do not have to encounter him. we get up and head towards the elevator. we don't know what is above us, but we will risk it. the elevator goes up but as it does gravity is gone. we must hang on to the side so we don't get thrown around. the elevator stops on a floor which resembles an upper tower of a medieval castle. there are some walls, but we can see outside from the edge of the room. we begin to realize that we are not in space, but still on earth, on the other side of the lake from where we wanted to be. ahead of us we see the man with white hair. he laughs evilly and tells me to stand against the wall while rj watches. he is about to whip me with a chain across my front when the elevator arrives with a prisoner and a policeman. the prisoner is an alien, dark green, with tentacles. the white haired man likes this alien even better than me and chains him up to the wall next to me. he whips the alien across the face with the chain twice. the throws the chain backwards and whips himself in the back. he laughs, then begins beating the alien again
. i take this as my opportunity to escape. rj and i quickly make for the elevator and go down, holding on for dear life for lack of gravity. we arrive in the third class section of the ship. we need to use the bathroom and see that there is a mob waiting for this also. my female friend who saved me earlier is waiting in line and she sees me and calls me over to her. rj is allowed to go right through to the bathroom. my friend has potty vouchers that allow her so many free uses, but i have nothing. she begs and pleads and i am allowed to use the bathroom. i walk over to one where the door is open, but find that there is a woman giving birth in there. i finally find an empty bathroom and close the door. turns out the toilet only had half a seat and it was slanted downward at an obscene angle. i have to hold on to the wall in order to sit on it. this is nearly impossible. my friend comes into help me.
- there might have been more dream after that, but i woke up shortly thereafter*
Permalink: psychological_illusions.html
Words: 992
Location: Buffalo, NY
10/17/04 12:55 - ID#26799
hard day's night
So, I was supposed to work 7-11 today. I got called at 4 and asked if I could come in any earlier, I said sure, I could be there around 5. So at 4:30 I left for work at the mall only to find that I would have to drive through hail and a flood, and get stuck at a car accident on 198 for almost a half hour and go through another car accident on 33 and then get to work and have to park outside because all the canadians took the parking spaces in the employee lot.
Then I went to work and did more manual labor than I have ever done at that store before. I had to use a big pole to take dusty clothes down off the displays, then I had to climb a ladder all the way to the ceiling to take down signs and banners and mannequins (which, by the way, had high heels, belly buttons, and dimples in their asses, but no upper bodies). In total, I took down 8 signs, 3 banners, and 12 mannequins, all by myself. I had to take off my shoes to climb the ladder or I would have died. Then I had to take all the pants off the mannequins. Then I had to take out a bunch of yucky garbage.
It wasn't a bad day, I'm just tired. 8*
(e:twisted) I was reading your journal and saw Rhinebeck NY!!! I'm from Columbia County originally, and my boyfriend is from the Red Hook/Pine Plains area. :) Isn't it great there?
Then I went to work and did more manual labor than I have ever done at that store before. I had to use a big pole to take dusty clothes down off the displays, then I had to climb a ladder all the way to the ceiling to take down signs and banners and mannequins (which, by the way, had high heels, belly buttons, and dimples in their asses, but no upper bodies). In total, I took down 8 signs, 3 banners, and 12 mannequins, all by myself. I had to take off my shoes to climb the ladder or I would have died. Then I had to take all the pants off the mannequins. Then I had to take out a bunch of yucky garbage.
It wasn't a bad day, I'm just tired. 8*
(e:twisted) I was reading your journal and saw Rhinebeck NY!!! I'm from Columbia County originally, and my boyfriend is from the Red Hook/Pine Plains area. :) Isn't it great there?
Permalink: hard_day_s_night.html
Words: 259
Location: Buffalo, NY
10/16/04 02:15 - ID#26798
this is stupid
wouldn't it be nuts if dreams were real? i know they aren't, but what if...when our bodies are sleeping here, what we think are dreams are actually ourselves in some sort of alternate reality. or even, if the brain is able to get on another level of consciousness and actually see an alternate reality.
yes, i am crazy
college has made me stupider
yes, i am crazy
college has made me stupider
Permalink: this_is_stupid.html
Words: 67
Location: Buffalo, NY
10/16/04 01:05 - ID#26797
sweetest day
[inlink]metalpeter,174[/inlink] Thanks for that info. I had no clue what the hell Sweetest Day was. I never heard of it until I moved to Buffalo for college. I thought it was just some crazy holiday Buffalo invented in order to sell stuff.
Permalink: sweetest_day.html
Words: 44
Location: Buffalo, NY
Category: dreams
10/15/04 12:26 - ID#26796
visions in the night
I dreamed that Ruby ate huge holes in all my jeans and so I have to buy new ones. I bought them, but i couldn't find them. Turns out real life had turned into a type of Second Life 
and my pants were in my inventory. I had to click and drag to get them out.
and my pants were in my inventory. I had to click and drag to get them out.
Permalink: visions_in_the_night.html
Words: 72
Location: Buffalo, NY
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