Saturday, January 31, 2004

To reiterate: McDonald's sucks.

Friday, January 30, 2004

"Bill my friend, strange things are afoot at the Circle-K." I'm sorry, I love Bill & Ted's Excellent Adventure. It's just such a great movie because it doesn't depend on Keanu's acting ability. After watching Dangerous Liaisons, it's eerie how similar all his motions are to his character Ted "Theodore" Logan. Complete with the vacant stare, head tilt, and spaced out voice. Also, how many other movies do you get to see Abraham Lincoln in a fist fight with a photographer, Socrates calling Sigmund Freud a geek, Beethoven claiming he likes Bon Jovi, and Ghengis Khan eating Twinkies? "San Dimas High School football rules!" Now that I've been properly motivated, it's time to start my paper on Dangerous Liaisons. I wouldn't want to be "in danger of failing most egregiously." It would be "most non-triumphant" dude.

My audio test did not go well at all. I don't really want to explain why, but at least it seemed like everyone else was struggling just as much, so I think the curve should fix the problem. Now it's the weekend, but that sucks, because I have a paper to write. Between that and the Duke game, I'll hardly get to spend any time with Emily this weekend, which is a huge downer.

Thursday, January 29, 2004

In other news, I destroyed my first INTA test today (proof in grade form will be posted when available). There were 2 questions where I knew which answer the professor wanted, but I disagreed with the wording, because it could have been another answer the way the question was written. But I learned a long time ago that on multiple choice tests, that kind of thing isn't really worth fretting over because it all evens out sooner or later.

Ripping off my cousin:

create your own visited states map

I also only counted states where I had done something besides driving through it. I have no desire to visit the remainder of the southern states (with the exception of maybe going to New Orleans for the jazz - I don't drink and I can see all the boobs I can handle on the internet, so what do I need Mardi Gras for?) or even Rhode Island really. I would like to go see Mt. Rushmore someday and perhaps attend Sturgis, and as for Iowa, meh. I like the Hawkeyes and all, but I don't feel too compelled to actually go visit Iowa City. I would really like to go to Maine sometime though.

Wednesday, January 28, 2004

How to fix a bad day:
    + Preheat oven to 350.
    + Wisk 2 eggs, 3 tbsp water, 1/2 cup veg. oil together.
    + Stir in a package of brownie mix and chocolate chips.
    + Spread evenly into a 13" x 9" greased pan.
    + Bake 22-25 minutes.
    + Serve warm and melty with a glass of milk.

So much for taking a nap when I got home today. I spent the afternoon adjusting my new 10 band graphic EQ and my stereo sounds infinitely better. I'd be willing to say most people wouldn't notice the difference, but to me it's a huge difference. I also got some bills paid and took care of some other personal business instead of napping. And I began doing some research for a "future event" that is not my HTS3038 term paper. ;) Basically it's just been a rough day where a lot of things went wrong, but it's been getting better ever since about 2 pm when my French Revolution class with Emily started.

Score Update:
Adam's new EQ:        1
Adam's old stereo:     0

Today's score:
Life:        7
Adam:     0

Stupid insomnia... Looks like I'll be taking a nap when I get home.

Tuesday, January 27, 2004

One man's exploits in building his very own self-balancing scooter like the Segway, except much cheaper and much more dangerous.

Overheard Freshman Joke of the Day: Georgia Tech is like unprotected sex. It feels great when you get in, but you regret it as soon as you come.

Addendum (1/28/04@5:12 am): There's a joke about getting The Shaft just waiting to be made here, but I'll leave that to your own imaginations.

You can tell you're in a 1000 level class when: Everyone around you is talking about how drunk they got at a fraternity they don't belong to over the weekend. Then they start making up lies about which girls they hooked up with. This eventually leads to a bunch of name calling and the calling of bluffs. Overall it was amusing, but it got old after a while when I realized every single person around me is 3-4 years younger than I am.

Monday, January 26, 2004

And while we're on the topic of advertising - Pop Secret's current slogan is "Don't Just Sit There." The obvious implication is "don't just sit there, sit there with a lap full of our popcorn." Since when did it stop being okay to just sit, but instead having food present while sitting become a necessity? No wonder America as a country is so fat...

McDonald's, what the hell are you thinking?? Your food sucks. And your 'hip urban' commericals aren't luring me in. Not even the McRib got me back in the store this time around. Maybe you should make your sodas with syrup instead of water and your burgers with meat instead of newspaper. And then you try the mass appeal thing by using The Sims in your commericals. *sigh* You'd go under so fast if your bland, tasteless "food" didn't appeal to old people and little kids. And McDonald's folding would destroy Coca-Cola too. *crosses fingers* Die evil empire die!

Weird observation of the day: The heavy fog in Atlanta today was of that bone-chilling variety, even though the temperature wasn't too bad. Not a balmy 77 like it currently is in Jacksonville, but 35 isn't that bad for being late January. The crazy thing was the amount of moisture in the air actually caused a separate weather environment inside the parking deck where each level had it's own clouds of fog and precipitation. It was nuts.

Sunday, January 25, 2004

Mass Market Paperback: 736 pages
Publisher: Pocket Books; (December 1, 2004)
ISBN: 0743496574
In-Print Editions: Hardcover | Audio Cassette (Unabridged) | Audio CD (Unabridged) | e-book (Microsoft Reader) | e-book (Adobe Reader) | All Editions Sales Rank: 2,890

Nooooo!!!! How am I supposed to wait until December to find out what happens to Roland?? Stupid hardcover editions that cost way too much money... :(

Soul Calibur II's Weapon Master Mode is far too addictive. And I haven't even unlocked Link yet...

This game is going to create its very own Vortex of Procrastination if I'm not careful.

Saturday, January 24, 2004

Sorry for the poor visibility on the previous post, I'd fix it, but I'm lazy. If you can't read what my rating in blue is, it's Low.

I'd say this is a reasonably accurate assesment of me for a 5-minute web version of the MMPI. Since we just talked about the MMPI and Myers-Briggs in my psych class, I figured it was timely. I haven't taken the Myers-Briggs test recently, but as I recall, I was INTJ not too long ago. Anyway, here you go:


Take the Personality Disorder Test yourself

Friday, January 23, 2004

Taco Bell changed their wrappers recently. They're much more colorful and bold. How exciting!

Well, it was bound to happen sooner or later. Poor Wolfman...

Went to the Thrashers game tonight with Emily, Michelle, and Ben to see the Colorado Avalanche. Not being a huge hockey fanatic, I have no real connection to either team, so ordinarily I would have just settled for rooting for the hometeam, but Michelle (being from Colorado) wanted the Avalanche to win, so we all rooted for them instead. As it turned out, I didn't need to pick sides because the game ended in a tie 1-1. Despite both teams effectively losing (or winning), I had a great time, and you can't beat the $10 student tickets in the $36 section. I haven't been to a hockey game in years, not since watching the Caps in high school with Kevin and Jamie and Dan as I recall. Makes me miss the good old days of watching Bondra and "Olie the Goalie" at the MCI Center. Maybe I'll start going to games more often once I brush up on the rules a little bit.

Thursday, January 22, 2004

So much for this whole reading between classes thing... Thanks ECE lab in the CoC.

All is right with the world again :) Well, okay, so there's still a lot of problems with the world, like war, hunger, disease, etc. But in the immediate sphere of my own life, all is well again.

Wednesday, January 21, 2004

Today's topic is empathy. Good thing or bad thing? When someone you love feels down, it's your responsibility to help make them feel better. This is complicated by feeling bad yourself for no other reason than that someone you love feels bad. To look in their eyes and see pain is to feel pain in your own heart. The only way to make yourself feel better is to see the girl you love smiling again. So is empathy good or bad? I suppose you could make the argument either way. It's good because it's necessitates a close emotional bond to begin with which is a very comforting thing to have. Seeing them happy makes you happy which makes them happier and so forth. But having your emotions tied to someone else's can also be a bad thing when the emotions are negative, leading to a perpetual downward spiral. *sigh* I just wish there was something I could do or say to make your self-imposed suffering end and make you feel good about yourself again. Your diary made me cry and all I can offer you in return is: I love you.

Monday, January 19, 2004

Fight the power Mike, fight the power!

I would like to thank Rev. Martin Luther King Jr, the fine people at Cook's, the Swiss chocolatier Lindt, whoever Walgreens hires to rip off other people's products and call it their own so they can sell it dirt cheap, Kroger's Wild Blueberry Muffin mix, the Really Useful Theatre Company, Target, and most of all Emily for making this weekend so amazing. I'll spare everyone the sappy details, but taking a weekend getaway to Orlando with Emily for Phantom was a great idea. I'm glad she suggested it, and then forgot about it long enough for me to "surprise" her with tickets for Christmas. There is no doubt in my mind that this weekend has surpassed all other 3-day weekends and sits alone, unchallenged, atop the 3-day weekend pyramid where it has earned the title "Best 3-day Weekend Ever." You might recall that Thanksgiving received a similar title as 4-day weekend champion. To make sure there is no confusion that Thanksgivign was a better weekend because of the extra day, let me put an end to those thoughts right here. This 3 day weekend to honor the late Dr. King is far and away the "Best Long-Weekend Ever," and I would even go so far as to claim it as the "Best Weekend Ever." So much for trying to avoid being a little sappy, but I can't help it. Emily makes my life so much better and just seeing her smile lights up my whole being.

You should take note that Brian's blog ( has been removed from the Linko! bar since he has decided to no longer update it because apparently the working world is too boring.

Saturday, January 17, 2004

ROAD TRIP!!! I'm off to Orlando with Emily to see Phantom of the Opera and spend a few days away from friends and other prying eyes. If you desperately need for me some reason, call my cell.

Thursday, January 15, 2004

How bummed am I? Stephen King's new Dark Tower book is out!!! But only in hardback and it costs $35... *sigh* As much as I need to know what happens to Roland, Eddie, Susan, and the rest of the party on their quest for the tower, I will just have to wait until it comes out in paperback in a couple months.

Wednesday, January 14, 2004

There was something else I meant to post as well, but now I've forgotten what it was. Watch this space in case it comes back to me.

UPDATE (5:36 pm): I remembered - my graduation announcements came today! Now I've got plenty of time to figure out who I need to send them to and get all the addressing done.

I've met Alison Berkley, not literally of course, but she's just like every ski and snowboard instructor I've ever known. All they want to do is enjoy the sport they love. But without winning the lottery or being otherwise independantly wealthy, it's a pipe dream to play in the snow all day and not have to work there too. So my hat's off to you Alison, especially since your satirical article was enough to get you fired.

Tuesday, January 13, 2004

You will note the new link on the LINKO!!! bar. You should go there and buy things I no longer need.

Anyone who is unfamiliar with the way my brain operates late at night would be well-advised to just skip my previous post altogether as it contains what can probably be referred to as my late-night philosophizing habits coupled with the uncertainty of trying to plan out the rest of my life in the span of the next 3 months. I suspect it just rambles a lot (I haven't read what I wrote, neither for content nor typographical errors), makes no sense, and generally makes me seem like I'm in a much worse state of mind than I actually am. I think I'm just tired, and probably a little hungry. Consider yourself warned - proceed at your own risk.

The good thing about lying in bed staring at the ceiling late at night is that there's nothing to distract you. Your mind can just wander down whatever path it chooses. The bad thing about lying in bed staring at the ceiling late at night is pretty much the exact same thing. The grey void over my bed has gotten me thinking about the somewhat darker void of my future. Needless to say (and yet I'm saying it anyway, what a dumb expression), that panic attacks are not exactly the easiest way to drift off to dreamland. In less than 4 months, my life is going to be radically altered yet again.
I'll be graduating from on of thie countries top institutions with a degree in a very demanding and supposedly very in-demand field. This should comfort me, but I know too many people who hold Tech degrees and no job, and too many people who hold similarly valued degrees from similarly prestigious institutions of higher learning who are still on the job market a year after graduation. I'm not going to pull the "there's no jobs out there" card, because there's always a job available for me somewhere, but let's be honest, I didn't come to Georgia Tech to be a greeter at Wal-Mart. And I know I don't graduate for a while, but my initial foray into job-searching has left me somewhat discouraged and more than a little afraid about where my mediocre gpa and burning desire to work with audio is going to land me.
And then I have to face the reality of moving again. Regardless of whether I find work in Atlanta or have to relocate, I'll be moving out of my current apartment into a one bedroom place. I've always been something of a loner and since Waqar spends most of his time in his room with his door shut, it's basically like I have no roommate as it is. I need to organize my life into boxes yet again, and this time I have a lot more stuff. I really need to sell off a lot of it to make my life simpler. But moving is just stressful as hell, and I don't know who will be around at that point to help.
And speaking of moving, let's talk about the possibility of relocating. I've come to like Atlanta as a city having lived here for going on 5 years now. I know where not to drive at rush hour and I like the fact that the posted speed limit means nothing to anyone but out-of-towners. But let's face the real issue of relocation here. Well, 2 issues. Okay, maybe 3, in the reverse order of importance and therefore the opposite of the order they occured to me. Number 1 - I don't really want to move back in with my parents, and I can't afford to live anywhere else in the DC area, but the prospect of being jobless, and therefore homeless (have you tried to pass a credit check for a decent aparetment on a new lease while being unemployed?) may leave me with little recourse. Number 2 - I don't relish the idea of having to learn a new city from scratch. I like my 99 cent doublestacks and my weekly Kroger circulars, although I do wish that we had in-n-out burgers on the east coast, but that's another story.
Number 3 gets a whole new paragraph because really it's an issue unto itself. I'm in love with Emily and I can't imagine my future right now without her. I know we haven't been together all that long in the grand scheme of things, but it's been a long long time since I felt this happy. Relocation means putting a lot more than 9.81 miles (according to Mapquest) between us and that's not a very pleasant thought. All long distance relationships seem destined for failure and... No, we're not even going to finish that thought. Suffice it to say that my life will be far happier if Emily remains a part of it, which means me remaining in Atlanta. Should a job offer arrise elsewhere, I might have no real choice in the matter and have to take it and be miserable or stay and be broke. The emotional pain of moving away far outweighs any physical exertion I'd have to endure. I cannot explain in words all that she means to me, so I'm not going to try. All I know is that I don't want to end up in a situation where I have to choose between love and money, because I'm afraid the option I'd have to take is the one that would break my heart and crush my spirit.
And then there's the matter of Brand Name Records and Warped Tour. They've asked me to help them out and I'd like to do what I can for and with them. But I don't want to commit to them and then have to back out at the last minute if a job offer comes my way that starts in May or June. Similarly, I don't want to blow them off only to have no job when the summer rolls around and Emily leaves for Brussels and all my friends are gone and I find myself wishing I was sleeping on the floor of a smelly van full of dirty punks once again. My mom has made it clear that I am not to be going on tour again unless I get paid the equivalent of an engineering job for 2 months, but that won't be happening, and who's to say that I woudl be giving up an engineering job salary to go on tour anyway, that's dependent on someone giving me a job in the first place. So while I know I would enjoy Warped Tour, I'm very conflicted about it. I don't have half a million bucks to buy my way onto the tour like Drive Thru, so the whole thing is very touch and go as it is. It'd be fun and it (theoretically) would keep my mind off Emily (no amount of pubescent groupies who want to show Good Charlotte their non-existent boobs could stop me from thinking about her) being away in Belgium for 6 weeks, but I just feel like I can't make the commitment to it that I should if we're really going to go through with it. Maybe it's because I have nothing personally invested in Brand Name (besides friendship) like I did with a website that Kevin and John and I fashioned out of thin air.
So now we are going on 5 am and I feel tiny and frightened. And that's not a good way to go to bed. But my eyelids feel heavy at last and I can't tell if it's because I'm tired or because I want to cry. So I suppose I'm going to crawl back into bed and stare in the ever-darkening and rapidly expanding void that is my celing and my future. At least the sun will be up soon and it's supposed to be a beautiful day again. I wish I could just close my eyes and the thoughts would go away and I could slip into sleep, but the brain doesn't work that way, especially when it's been flooded with whatever chemicals are responsible for anxiety (I've clearly retained so much from my psych classes...) and fear. Don't bother trying to talk to me about any of this either, I'll wake up and forget I even posted this and all will be right with the world again. This is more of a release for me than anything else and just voicing all my stupid concerns silences them for a little while. My future is at the end of a long tunnel with no lights inside. Right now it just looks like a gaping maw waiting to swallow me whole, but the closer I get to the end of the tunnel, the more clarity I'll be able to see with.

Monday, January 12, 2004

Also, I forgot I had taken some other pictures that were on my digital camera. Most notably - this is what I usually attempt while my dad studies the Risk board trying to figure out which of my territories he's going to attack and inevitably fail to conquer. I promise you that no camera trickery or photoshopping is involved and I have 3 witnesses who will verify that. It is meant to illustrate the amount of time I usually have on my hands while waiting for my dad to make Risk decisions.

Yay!! I finished the puzzle Emily gave me for Christmas. It's over 1000 pieces and I've been working on it since I got home from break. And now it's done! You'll notice that the entire scene is actually made up of thousands of much tinier scenes (also shown here) taken directly from aired episodes of The Simpsons. Quite a fun and unique concept, though a little hard on the eyes sometimes. I think Emily really just wants to see how handsome I'd look with glasses. ;)

Main Entry: clean
Pronunciation: 'klEn
Function: adjective
Etymology: Middle English clene, from Old English cl[AE]ne; akin to Old High German kleini delicate, dainty
Date: before 12th century
1 a : free from dirt or pollution b : free from contamination or disease c : free or relatively free from radioactivity

My car just received a squeegee bath. I consider it a distant cousin of the sponge bath for hostpital patients. It doesn't really get you clean or make you feel refreshed, but you look somewhat more presentable to visitors. By no stretch of the imagination or any dictionary definition I found would I consider my car to actually be clean. However, I think it is fair to say that it is cleaner than it was an hour ago. The windows got windexed and the dash has been dusted and I tried to clean out some of the trash. So overall I think it looks a lot better, but I am fully aware that my car is still filthy and it will remain so until it is no longer my car.

Friday, January 09, 2004

Things are beginning to shape up for the semester. I'm taking International Relations and Personality Theory on a pass/fail basis, so those shouldn't be too much of a burden. And then I'm taking French Revolution with Emily which has been a lot of fun so far (our professor seems really cool), and Audio Engineering (finally!!) with Professor Leach (he rules) and I've learned so much already. Bothe of those are for letter grades. So no Dean's List for me this semester (you need to take 12 hours for a letter grade to be eligible), but it should be a fun semester, especially considering that my schedule looks like this.

Various countdowns in progress:
Orlando trip for Phantom of the Opera - 8 days
Valentine's Day - 36 days
Spring break - 57 days
Thrice, Darkest Hour, Posion The Well - 76 days
My birthday - 105 days
GRADUATION - 111 days!!!

Wednesday, January 07, 2004

Also I forgot to mention a few days ago, but my car rolled over 90,000 (which is pretty good for a car that's now 14 years old) as I was leaving Savannah. That means I'm now on the home stretch to getting a new car. I say this because to get a new car entails trying to sell my current car. No one wants to buy a car with over 100000 miles on it, so I've got to get rid of it in the next year or so. G35 coupe, here I come!

Pet peeve of the night: People who pay with checks at Kroger.
1. Who pays with checks at the grocery store anymore? Seriously. Welcome to 1995 sir, please ask your bank for a check card.
2. If you're going to be paying with a check anyway, why in the hell would you leave your ID in the car?

Tuesday, January 06, 2004

These "soft" TR classes are going to be a pain in the butt because none of them will last the full 1.5 hours, so I get the impression I'm going to be trying to fill up 20-30 minutes here and there. I guess I'd better start carrying a book with me so I can fill that void with reading, possibly for a class, instead of wasting away up here in the ECE lab.

Turns out I was right after all and now I owe Caryn $10. Apparently. ;)

Sunday, January 04, 2004

Here's to another semester... All but 2 of my textbooks are on their way here already so I should have them this week sometime. Thanks internet. Otherwise I think I'm pretty much ready for school to start. At least as ready as one can be...

Saturday, January 03, 2004

Since my blog entries are now apparently sappy enough to make Caryn want to vomit ($10 says Caryn yells at me for posting this, but Happy Birthday yesterday to her anyway), I'm going to start putting in a disclaimer that goes something like this:

If you see this warning, just skip down until you get past the line of asterixes like so:

I'll try not to put anything inside the "sap boxes" that drastically affects whatever story I'm trying to tell. This way you can read whatever you want to and not be nauseated by how sappy my posts have become as a result of how Emily brightens my life. Oops, forgot the disclaimer on that one! :-p

Recap of the last few days:
Tuesday: The drive down to Savannah was pretty uneventful. I got out of the house right on time and it took almost exactly as long as I planned. Until I got onto the island and was 1/4 mile from Emily's. The road signs aren't at all well lit, so I missed the turn off the road a couple times, but it all worked out in the end. I was treated to a delicious salmon dinner with her family.
Wednesday: Emily and I went down to historic Savannah and did touristy stuff. All the roads down there are made from cobble stones which were the ballast on the original ships that docked there. And most of the buildings along the waterfront are completely original which was neat. Then we got some sugar from the Candy Kitchen and went to beautiful Forsyth park.
Laying in the grass field at the park with Emily was so relaxing and she just looks so pretty in the late afternoon sun.
All the young couples around with little kids and puppies made me want a dog again. All in all, I'd say the afternoon was idyllic. So then we headed back to the house to watch some college football and just hang out. The plan was to head out to dinner at Bella's, which is a fabulous italian restaurant, and if you're ever in Savannah, you should go there. So after getting a little dirty in the park, Emily wanted to change, so after playing cards for a little while she got ready for our New Year's Eve date.
I don't remember my exact words when she came into the living room, but it was something to the effect of "Wow, you look fantastic. Now I feel like a slob." And it's true. She did look fantastic. I was slightly better dressed than usual, but I almost felt bad for her to be seen with me because I felt like I'd detract from her radiance.
After a great dinner that neither of us could finish, we drove out to the beach to see the Christmas lights and then went downtown for the big party. The open cup policy in Savannah certainly lends itself to a lot of rude drunk people, especially when you're between the band and the beer tent. But we had a good time anyway watching the leather-clad 30-somethings prance around stage playing covers until all the baloons dropped at midnight.
Hooray for having someone as wonderful as Emily to kiss at midnight!! I'd never heard this before: "If we're together at midnight, we'll be together for the whole year." But it sounded pretty good to me. Certainly something to look forward to all year.
After the baloons dropped we shuffled our way down to the waterfront to watch the fireworks display over the river, which was great. Nothing like a few well chosen chemicals being shot a few hundred feet into the air to make a pitch black sky so romantic. Finally we made it home, toasted the new year with a split of champagne (okay okay, it was sparkling wine since it's not from France), and headed off to bed.
Thursday: We spent the better part of the day watching college football bowl games while dinner was roasting out on the grill. After a yummy dinner of pork, blackeyed peas, greens, rice, and rolls, we had cheesecake (double yummy) and decided to go see a movie. We decided on The Last Samurai because it has Tom Cruise to make Emily happy and sword fighting to make me happy. Sadly, it was sold out, so we saw Paycheck instead. With two strikes against it before even the previews started (Ben Affleck and John Woo), I have to say that I was pleasantly entertained. It's definitely a John Woo film, complete with two guys standing 6 inches from each other with guns in each other's faces, birds flying through doorways, and vehicles exploding for absolutely no reason. Also, where'd all the mist come from at the end? But it exceeded my expectations and I'd deem it worthy of your time to watch. We returned home in time to seem FSU lose to Miami as the result of a botched field goal attempt yet again. Which almost eradicated Georgia's win over Purdue in overtime earlier that day. After watching Sportscenter 3 times, another day in Savannah drew to a close.
Friday: After getting a late start and doing some creative, but poorly thought out car packing, we headed back to Atlanta only to get stuck in traffic south of town for a while which was pretty aggravating. I finally arrived at my homestead and was amazed to find no piles of mail or 5000 chinese food menus stuck in my door. I unpacked a few things, rearranged the living room, took a shower and then went back down to Tech to watch the second half of the K-State/OSU game which turned into The Fifth Element which turned into a much needed exchange of backrubs which turned into sleeping like a rock.
Saturday: The details of the morning are a little, um, fuzzy I suppose, but why an alarm clock has a 4 minute snooze button is beyond my realm of comprehension. We woke up "early" to watch what I'd assumed was going to be a horribly lopsided football game. Turns out I was right, but the imbalance was in our favor instead of Tulsa's. So after a thorough thrashing of the 2nd place WAC team (final score 52-10) to win the Humanitarian and secure ESPN's bowl game conference challenge thing for the ACC, we flipped over to the Tech@UGA basketball game. This game did not go quite as well as anticipated. For a #3 ranked team who was undefeated coming into the game today, Tech really didn't play like they deserved that honor. All the missed 3s really started to hurt us and Georgia's lack of fouls was keeping us from taking free throws for soem easy points. We lost in double overtime putting at end to our 12-0 run and any hope of an undefeated season. If we had to lose to an OOC opponent, why oh why did it have to be UGAg? *sigh* So now I'm back at my apartment again with my new roommate Waqar and my new plates from Target and my new vaccuum cleaner. Hey, you gotta find things to be excited about when you lose to your archrival. Waqar seems pretty cool, but I think he's going to keep to himself a lot. Also, he couldn't fit his nice 27" flatscreen tv into his car, so we're going to have to make due with the crappy 9" tv I liberated from Coke until I can scrounge up a 20" or something on Oh well. It's only money, right?

Tomorrow I'm helping Emily move out of her apartment into the downstairs apartment where all her other friends live, which I think will be good for her because she'll be happier, but we'll have a lot less privacy when I'm over there. Meh. And then classes start again on Monday. It feels like I just finished the last semester. Break always goes by too quickly, and this is my 3rd semester in a row, which I've never done before, so I suspect my motivation to begin detereorating almost immediately. I'm going to have to work very hard to keep myself focused on school and on looking for a job this semester.
Fortunately, I have someone to help me keep my focus and bring a clarity to my life that had been missing for a long time. Thank you Emily. I love you.

Thursday, January 01, 2004

Brief update: Savannah is gorgeous, New Year's Eve was awesome, and I'm incredibly happy to see Emily again. More to come when I get back to Atlanta.

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