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Wednesday, December 12th, 2007
4:05 pm - As demanded . . .
The band: Chalom Messas

The album: Combutcon

The songs:

1. Jhuangwei, Yilan

2. Vector Markup Language

3. Muse (EP)

4. Breaking the Real Axis of Evil: How to Oust the World's Last Dictators by 2025

5. Starets

6. Alexander Raven Thomson

7. Golden Gate Capital Partners

8. Fred Stallard


We're post-rock, so we only have room for eight songs on the album. :-)

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Wednesday, March 16th, 2005
4:23 pm - This . . . frightens me
Ultimate Gamer!!
GM says drop 2d10, aanndd... you roll 91% !

What, are you a first generation gamer? Did you own the brown box?!
Whatever you do in your spare time, gaming seems to be your job. Either
you looked up the answers or you're the best of the best, the type that
makes other gamers strive to know more. Just don't let the knowledge
overwhelm the newbies, it tends to push them from the hobby.
We all bow before you. You are the living nat 20, congradulations. I'm
going to flee the scene now ;)



My test tracked 1 variable How you compared to other people your age and gender:
You scored higher than 99% on dice
Link: The Real Gamers use Dice Test written by luminasita on Ok Cupid


Wow. And I haven't even gamed in a decade. That's just not right, man.

In other news, I will shortly be posting a snippet of writing, to get reactions to it. If anyone actually sees this.

Thanks to [info]caesarsalad77 for the test. I just had to check how über-geeky I was . . . and now I know.

current mood: scared
current music: Pachelbel's Canon in D Minor

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Tuesday, August 31st, 2004
11:05 am
Well, minor update here. Or major update, maybe, considering how long it's been since I posted. Anyways, I'm starting school today. My last semester at Pellissippi, I'm hoping; I'll have my associate's this semester, after ten years out of high school. I'll still have to test out of the second semester of freshman English and a literature course, but that's fine with me. I have no fears about that whatsoever; both are subjects that I have no worries about. So, it's back to the University of Tennessee next semester. I'll be majoring in economics and either linguistics or anthropology; anthropology seems more useful, but I really love linguistics. It's a tough call. After undergrad I'm hoping for seminary, but that's not entirely up to me. I'm not too worried, but there's a chance I won't be allowed to go. Oh well. I'll cross that bridge if I come to it.

In other news, GURPS 4e is out, and in my hot little hands. It's a thing of beauty. I've consumed my waking hours for the last week working on a data file so I can use it with GURPS Character Assistant. It's been good overall, as it's made me actually learn the rules.

And about a week ago, I had my ten-year high school reunion. It was really good. They charged $60 for it, half of which went to the very expensive country club where we had the reunion. As one of my friends said, "Our class always tried too hard." They had an open bar, so I had five or six glasses of wine. Probably the drunkest I've ever been in public, but well worth it. Maybe that was why the reunion was so much fun? Anyways, It was gratifying to see all the people who would never have dreamt of talking to me in high school and knowing that after all this time things have changed enough that we can talk now. It's not a huge deal, but it's something. I would never have wanted to be popular in high school; you have to give up too much for it. But now that we're all grown up (as much as we are), you don't have to try. Even the most immature people in high school are mature enough that it doesn't really matter. That's a Good Thing. I'm actually looking forward to the next reunion. We'll see if they have it in five years as originally planned, or ten because everyone forgets about it in five.

current mood: hopeful
current music: Radiohead - Climbing up the Walls

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Thursday, April 29th, 2004
9:45 am - Just in case anyone actually sees this . . .
"I am Dr Bakare Tunde, the cousin of Nigerian Astronaut, Air Force Major Abacha Tunde," it begins. "He was the first African in space when he made a secret flight to the Salyut 6 space station in 1979. He was on a later Soviet space flight, Soyuz T-16Z, to the secret Soviet military space station Salyut 8T in 1989. He was stranded there in 1990 when the Soviet Union was dissolved. His other Soviet crew members returned to Earth on the Soyuz T-16Z, but his place was taken up by return cargo. There have been occasional Progrez supply flights to keep him going since that time. He is in good humour, but wants to come home.

"In the 14 years since he has been on the station, he has accumulated flight pay and interest amounting to almost $15,000,000. This is held in a trust at the Lagos National Savings and Trust Association. If we can obtain access to this money, we can place a down payment with the Russian Space Authorities for a Soyuz return flight to bring him back to Earth. I am told this will cost $3,000,000. In order to access this trust fund we need your assistance..."

http://www.theregister.co.uk/2004/04/16/cosmic_419er

current mood: anxious
current music: A Perfect Circle -- "The Package"

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Monday, November 11th, 2002
2:07 am - I'm alive, promise!
And now for my quarterly LiveJournal update . . .

I discovered today that I'll have to wait yet another semester to go back to school. My own fault, really. I missed the application deadline for students on Academic Review, by a large margin. I didn't realize that there was a deadline. I should have checked earlier. Oh well.

I'll have it good when I do get back, though. My parents are footing my tuition bill, and my friend Chris Humphreys volunteered to pay my rent when I'm in school so I don't have to work as much. He's graduating from law school in May and has a great job lined up, so . . . he wants to help me out. I really have better friends than I deserve. And that's not me denigrating myself ? that's realism. I think I'm a pretty nifty person overall, but . . . this is too much.

Nothing much interesting going on, really. Oh, except for Ellie coming down for Thanksgiving. It'll be nice to have her down here, and to let her see what it's like to be accepted by her family [tenuous as the connection is now]. I'm hoping to get back into the boards and IMing people soon, but . . . right now I'm still going through my hermit phase. :-D I'll come out soon, promise, to all of you who feel slighted. It's not you, it's me.

In other news . . . two e-mails I got tonight, both of which are highly amusing to me.

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current mood: amused
current music: any and all Sarah McLachlan

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Saturday, September 14th, 2002
11:47 am - Life giveth . . .
. . . and life taketh away. So it goes.

I got to work on Monday, and they let me know that things had changed at work and we were now working more shifts. If you didn't know, I work security, and the place where I work was having union problems. Not a strike or anything -- just a few minor cases of sabotage and such. So they decided that, instead of one guard per eight hour shift, we would now have two guards there on first shift and three per shift on second and third.

Now Burns was not about to hire a bunch of people just for something like this, where they aren't sure how long it will last. So . . . Charlene, the office manager, told me to just expect to work seven twelve hour days for the forseeable future. Which was more than all right with me; I want and need the overtime. That would be roughly seven hundred dollars a week, which is about two and a half times my normal pay. Quite nice.

And then last night it turns out they're ending it already. I know it sounds terrible, but . . . I wish they'd continued to have some trouble. Another two weeks of that sort of pay and I'd have my back rent paid off. As it stands, unless I can work my days off and get overtime for that, I'll have to get a second job.

Which is hard to finagle right now -- I'm working second shift [3 PM to 11 PM], which pretty much puts any daytime job right out the window. I just might be able to get a part-time day job, or possibly work third shift somewhere [I'm not sure where].

On the bright side, I got thirty-five hours of overtime this week. My paycheck on Wednesday will be quite nice.

And I'll be off to my family reunion on Monday morning. That will be quite fun. My parents paid for a plane ticket for me, so I only have to drive five hours to the Atlanta airport instead of eleven hours to the beach house in North Carolina. Yes, that's right -- we're having our family reunion on the Outer Banks of North Carolina. We'll be an hour or two north of Nag's Ass ? er, Nag's Head. But still . . . Sluggy reference!

current mood: melancholy
current music: something from the Madden soundtrack

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Sunday, September 8th, 2002
1:30 am - And you thought it was a long time last time . . .
It'll be interesting to me to see if anyone even notices this is updated. *grins* Probably, but . . . still.



Take the What
animal best portrays your sexual appetite??
Quiz



Anyways, I've been intending to update for . . . about two months now. Obviously, I never got around to it. But since Ellie cut me off until I posted . . . I decided to post. Of my own free will, of course. ;-)

So on Thursday I was driving home from picking up my paycheck and depositing it. It was 2:35, and I was supposed to be at work at 3, and work's a twenty minute drive away. So of course I'm driving . . . rather quickly. And I see blue and red lights in my rearview mirror. Shit. I got clocked doing 60 in a 45 zone. The hell of it is . . . South Knoxville Boulevard, where I was caught, is a four-lane, limited-access divided highway. And the speed limit is 45. What the fuck?!? Why spend all that money building such a road just to limit the speed that much? It's not like traffic is heavy there; oftentimes I'm the only one on the road. So the whole thing is just pissing me off.

Worse, my tags were expired. Have been for two months. I say, "Officer, I never got a notice in the mail." "Well, sir, it's not the state's responsibility to inform you. That's just a courtesy service." Okay. Whatever. I'm not sure how I feel about that. I mean, the tags are right on the back of the car . . . but how many people actually look at their own license plates? Really? *sighs* It's all just a pain in the ass.

But the very worst thing is . . . I just got a ticket last month when I was driving up to see Ellie. So that's two tickets on my record. My insurance premiums are going to skyrocket, and they're already high enough. So now I have to drive the speed limit. Which means I'm the slowest car on the road, and now it takes me ten more minutes to get to work . . . that's twenty minutes a day I'm losing! *sighs* So . . . yeah. Life sucks sometimes.

But overall it's not too bad. My family reunion is next week. I'm getting two whole days of overtime this week [which might sound like it would suck, but when you consider I spend eight hours today playing on my PlayStation . . .]. And I'll probably be able to get even more overtime. So . . . life is good. It just sucks sometimes. :-D

current mood: worried

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Wednesday, June 12th, 2002
3:10 pm - Sorry it took so long!!!






Yeah, you know it. Yeah, you know it all, don't ya? But alas, usually being eager to learn takes it's toll on your social life. But you don't really care, cuz you know in 15 years you're gonna own their asses. MWUHAHAHA, that's right, after writing your thesis, you plan on global domination. Probably not, but we all know you're perfectly capable of it.





Okay, so . . . it's been too long. But I was having problems with the little LiveJournal client, and I'm too lazy to go to the main page to update. So sue me!!!

Anyways, it's been a good week. I talked to my parents for the first time in . . . four months the other night. *grins* Got to tell mom all about Ellie . . . Yay! God, I'm so sappy. But I love it! Anyways, they're being nice enough to lend me $150 to take a bus up to Minneapolis to meet Ellie next week.

Hmmm . . . not much else going on, except . . . I'm waiting for Ellie to get my letter. Again ? yay! *sighs* Sappy sappy sappy!

And hugs to Grace, just because she needs them!!! And thanks to Sara and Trey for helping us with that damn sonnet . . . even if nobody read it. Yay for you! *poings*

current mood: chipper
current music: Weezer -- The Green Album

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Monday, June 3rd, 2002
6:58 pm - And yet another quiz . . .
This rocks! Get Fuzzy is my second favorite comic, after the Great Sluggy Freelance!



Which Cartoon Cat Are You? Quiz by gypsydance


current mood: ecstatic
current music: See Below

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6:54 pm - I always take these quizzes . . .
. . . and I never post the results. I really should. So I will, starting with this one!





Take the What High School
Stereotype Are You?
quiz, by Angel.

Aren't you astonished? Me, a geek? *displays shock and horror*

current mood: geeky
current music: Metallica -- Load

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6:46 pm - Working again!
Okay . . . this should have been posted yesterday, but . . . I'm posting it today. So there! Nyaaah!

So anyways . . . I actually started working again yesterday. It was a good post. Perhaps I should explain here: I work security, for those of you who don't know. Mostly security is done by companies who contract out their security guards to other companies. So the place where you work is called a "post." I've worked at a large variety of places over the years: Southeastern Freight Lines, Gatlinburg Town Villa, raritiesexchange.com, Baptist Hospital, Sea Ray Boats, Monterrey Mushrooms [worst . . . post . . . ever!], UPS, KUB [the local power company -- a very good post indeed!], and Denark Construction, along with a few days here and there at other posts.

Anyways . . . back to my main line of thought. The place I worked at yesterday was Burkhart Enterprises, which is a scrap metal/asphalt/gravel/salt dealer kind of place. All that you had to do was make a round every two hours, which was rather simple: they have six points around the perimeter of the place where you have to put this little electronic wand up to a little button on a fencepost and it records the time and day, so they can make sure you're making your rounds.

The first time I decided to walk the rounds. Big, big mistake. It was about three miles around the place, with lots of large hills around the site. Luckily this was still at seven in the morning, before the sun was getting really hot. I know it'd be getting up in the nineties before the end of my shift, and walking three miles in an essentially black uniform would have damn near killed me. So I drove the rest of my rounds.

I took my laptop with me, as I do to most posts I work at. Unfortunately, I was in a hurry when I left the house [for good reason *blushes*], so . . . I left the power cord at home. I thought, "Well, I'll just do without," but then I nearly fell asleep, so . . . I left and drove home to get the power cord.

Now, this is a big no-no in security. You never abandon your post, without damn good reason. So it was taking a bit of a risk. You see, normally the field supervisors go around and do post inspections, but mostly that's late at night to make sure no one's falling asleep. But if he came when I was gone, I was screwed.

So I leave, and get my power cord, and go back. It took me fifty minutes. I drive up, and . . . there's a car there that wasn't there when I left. I think, "Oh shit. Shit shit shit." It was, indeed, the field supervisor. Luckily, he understood when I told him I left to get a Coke at the local convenience store. *grins* He was like, "I've done the same thing when I've worked out here."

The rest of the shift passed uneventfully. I just sat in the guard shack roasting [no A/C in a little building the size of an outhouse, so no air circulation either], listening to music, and fooling around on the computer.

I leave, go home, and take a quick three hour nap. When I wake up I have this irresistible urge to check the Sluggy boards [*drools* Must . . . get . . . fix . . .]. So I go to hook up my computer. I have everything hooked up, and I realize . . . I'd left the power cord at work. Yes! Being a dumbass, I left what I'd come home to get at work!!! So I drove back and got it, came home, and got my Sluggy fix.

Anyways, that was my day. *shakes his head* I ramble far too much.

current mood: tired
current music: Tool -- Undertow

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Saturday, June 1st, 2002
2:39 pm
Well . . . just because Ellie did this, and I found it interesting . . . *sighs*

1. Laying on your back and facing the ceiling, which side of the bed do you sleep on?
The right. Have been ever since I got a queen-size bed. *grins* It's my side!

2. Do you have to have covers (blankets and/or sheets) at all costs, no matter the weather?
Yes. And I even go a step further: I have to have a heavy covering, no matter the weather. If it's not at least a comforter or so, I find it hard to sleep. Not impossible; I've slept with no coverings many times. But . . . I find heavy covering more comfortable.

3. Sleep nekkid or no? Why?
Sometimes. Mostly in my boxers, but occasionally I decide to sleep nude, for the hell of it. *sighs* No good reason to at the moment . . .

4. What's under your bed?
D*st b*nn**s. Those wicked denizens of the dark. Comes from having a constantly-shedding cat and little to no house-cleaning skills. Oh, and whatever said cat knocks under there; he has an odd penchant for knocking stuff off of dressers and such; if I leave change there, he'll sit there for like five minutes just knocking individual coins off and watching them fall to the floor. He doesn't chase them; he just knocks them off. *sighs* He's a weird little cat.

5. If you have pets, do you let them sleep with you? Why or why not?
If Oz wants to, he's welcome to. Most of the time, though, he's only in my bed to wake me up to feed him. I sleep on my side, and he'll lay on whatever side is up, purring away, biting my forehead if I don't cover my head completely . . . he's a thourough pest.

Anyways, rambled again. Oh well. You'll survive. You don't like it, stop reading my journal! *makes a face*

current mood: chipper
current music: Tool -- ?nima

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Friday, May 31st, 2002
11:33 pm - David Gets a Job!
Well . . . just got back from seeing The Sum of All Fears. Very, very good movie. Let me tell you . . . whatever the critics say, this is a good movie. Ben Affleck does a superb job as Jack Ryan, and the screenwriters did a great job of moving the story back to a younger Ryan. Moreover, they were able to inject humor into a rather grim story. And some of the photography was . . . inspired. All in all . . . wow. Let me say it again: wow. It's no Casablanca, no Lawrence of Arabia, but well-written, well-acted, and well-directed.

On another note . . . I have rejoined the ranks of the employed! Yes, I have gone back to being a wage-slave in the legions of Those Who Get Up Off Their Ass. I don't yet know my hours, but I'm hoping that whatever post I'm at will let me get on the internet -- so long as they have a phone jack I can use, I'm set! Not great money, but not bad money either. And the uniform of Dynamic Security is the best of any company I've worked for -- all dark blue. Most places have white or light blue shirts. I like having a decent-looking uniform!

Hmmmm . . . that's about it. I'll try to do more interesting stuff, so I can update my journal more often. A bunch of entries of "I talked to people on the internet today" would get boring rather quickly, so . . . I've not been updating all that much. *grins*

Didn't I tell you I'd ramble? I thought I did. So you've been warned . . . you have no right to complain. Oh, try to escape all you want -- I think you'll find that those chains are quite unbreakeable, Mr. Powers. You're in my power now! *insert maniacal laugh here*

current mood: satisfied
current music: Eve 6 -- *Horrorscope* [Thanks, Ellie!]

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Tuesday, May 28th, 2002
5:07 pm - This one goes out to the one I love . . .
Well, not much to add here, really, except . . . I love you, Ellie! Kind of a pointless entry, since she already knows that, but . . . what the hell. It's my journal; I can write whatever I damn well please!

*grins* I'm such a sap. I feel like I'm in middle school again. Oh well; that's the price you pay. Maybe it won't last, this phase; probably it won't. That just means I'll have to enjoy it in the meantime!

current mood: loved
current music: the Stone Roses -- Second Coming

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1:50 pm
Well . . . this should be interesting. I always told myself I'd never get a LiveJournal, since my life was far too boring to warrant one . . . .yet here I am. *sighs* I'm just a slave to fashion, I guess. All the other mods have one . . .

I fear I'm not very self-indulgent, so this will be a rather boring read most of the time. Or maybe not; only time will tell. I'm sure there are four or five people out there who might find this interesting, if only to see what makes me tick. *grins*

I'll end here, since this is just supposed to be a test post, to see how everything looks . . . but it's kind of turned into more. Which will probably be the case most days; I rather tend to ramble.

-- DLW

current mood: amused
current music: Live Throwing Copper

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