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Sunday, November 25th, 2007
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9:06 pm
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The Simpsons has managed to accomplish more thought-provoking and sensible social commentary in one episode than any Michael Moore, Al Gore, or Fox News produced program combined in the passed ten years. Bravo Mr. Groening.
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| Sunday, September 23rd, 2007
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10:36 pm
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As is often the case, I'm not exactly sure how to put what I feel into words. How does one judge another's commitment and enthusiasm? By what they say, by what they promise to do, or what they ACTUALLY decide to do? Do they consider your time, your feelings, and your happiness? Or are they too wrapped up in their own impulsive attitudes and activities to give you a polite and considerate phone call.
Do people remain silent, or do they have the common courtesy to want to talk to you and repair the damage?
I have a tendency to start big projects, and I usually finish them....eventually. I am often extremely dependent on other's help and assistance, which I am forever greatful for. I have a whole slew of friends who are always more than willing to offer a helping hand. And frankly, that's exactly what they are. Honest, selfless, caring individuals. True friends, to say the least.
Now sometimes I become confused and perplexed by people who don't seem to want to be completely honest with me, and that can hurt.
There are some people in your life that bring you what seems like never-ending satisfaction and joy....
Some others take it from you. And you find yourself asking, "is this the last time"?
Are the increments of joy worth the occasional DEVASTATING BLOW?
How many times can your heart break before it becomes too hard to put the pieces back together?
I suppose you have to look at yourself in light of others suffering though, and you realize you don't have it all that bad....perhaps not even nearly as bad.
Ya know I've been thinking. I'm pretty lonely. I don't seem to be, and I do a lot of pretending that I'm not, but I am. I'm scared sometimes. I feel alienated by this world of youth who just likes to drink, get high, party, and fuck around. That's cool, do your own thing I say. But ya know it ain't all about that. You really ain't doin your own thing anyway. Your doing the exact same thing every other kid between 16-24 is doing, but somehow because ITS YOU in that picture on facebook holding a beer you're different. It's about feelings, and spending time with people, and laughing, and jokes, and love, and family, and friends who care, and sharing in the sometimes wonderful gift of humanity and emotion. But sometimes it can really be a bitch.
Who the hell can I fucking talk to.
You can see things so clearly it frustrates the hell out of you others can't. You watch people waste time in meaningless relationships just so they can avoid what I feel every day. Bullshit. You'll survive. I have. I have to. You have to.
And what about you? So now what's the deal, does this mean I'll only see you three times a year instead of the usual five? Really looking forward to next September. At least it's a year away. ANd don't think I forgot about you. No I know you got more important things going on....yeah right, I know what those things are. Hey lets hang out with an ex-boyfriend, or flirt with a member of an organized sport. Mightest well, there's so many cocky God damn many of them. Why are you so attracted to everything null and void of being the slightest bit interesting?
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
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| Monday, August 13th, 2007
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8:28 pm
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So!
Come on ye childhood heroes!
Won't you rise up from the pages of your comic-books
your super crooks
and show us all the way.
Well! Make your will and testament. Won't you?
Join your local government.
We'll have Superman for president
let Robin save the day.
You put your bet on number one and it comes up every time.
The other kids have all backed down and they put you first in line.
And so you finally ask yourself just how big you are --
and take your place in a wiser world of bigger motor cars.
And you wonder who to call on.
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| Friday, June 8th, 2007
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10:24 pm
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On Saturday, my oldest brother will be getting married. This shall be a good time. I would have liked to have brought Rachel with me as my guest, but I figured since I would be documenting much of the event on film, I wouldn't be a very kind date. It's gonna be an adjustment getting used to living in a house with just my parents and sister, seeing as how all seven of us have lived under one roof for the majority of my entire life.
I wish my brother well, and I'm sure he will lead a harmonious and meaningful married life, just as my other sister and brother have before him.
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| Tuesday, May 1st, 2007
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12:42 am
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I think this makes a lot of sense. It is from Bobby's profile, which has its own origins from the film, THE LAST KISS.
"Stop talking about Love, every asshole in the world says they love somebody, it means nothing, still doesn't mean anything, What you feel only matters to you. It's what you do to the people you say you love. That's what matters. That's the only thing that counts"
I think at least 60% of the relationships I can think of deviate from the most important part of this quote. People seem more interested in manipulating and taking advantage of their "significant other" instead of helping them do what's best for them, instead of themselves. So selfish are we.
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| Monday, April 23rd, 2007
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4:03 pm
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I'm your best friend. At least you claim that I am. You are only a mile a way, yet it seems like months in between when I actually get to see and talk to you. But I know you're busy, and I know you have to support yourself for reasons you've spent hours talking to me about. But I also know that HE gets to see you six times a week. I know that when HE leaves you a voice mail you call back right away, that is if you don't answer the phone immediately. I also know why HE'S interested in you, and you are so much more than just that. Or at least I thought you were. You even changed your body for HIM, because HE made you feel as if you needed to. I also knew that something you tried to prove to yourself and others for two years wasn't ridiculous, actually was. But I always gave you the benefit of the doubt. I always trusted you in making the right decisions, and I always offered my shoulder for you to cry on, because I know you'd never cry on HIS. But guess what, sweetheart, there are an awful lot of HE'S in this world, and very few gentleman. You damn well better hang on to the ones you've got, because this one might go away for a long time.
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| Wednesday, February 21st, 2007
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7:40 pm
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For almost 6 years, I've worked at Trevarrow Ace Hardware. As of the beginning of this year, we were purchased and are now under new ownership. Today I learned that Scott, Ralph, and Ray were let go. It's very strange; although I rarely engaged in social activities with these people outside of work, I spent half a decade's worth of friday nights and nearly every Saturday with them. I will miss Scott especially, as we had the most in common and would frequently share conversations of the cinematic persuasion. He is also a wonderful human being.
These lay-offs also got me thinking about how unfair life really is, as if I didn't know that already. Did they get rid of the two 30-something guys who smoke pot on their lunch breaks, come back stoned, sell it to the youth of the store, talk however the hell they want to the customers and duck out early?
Nope.
Did they get rid of the crass, pretentious 65-year-old who brags about how much money he has, doesn't need the job, works a total of three days a week, and again, mouths off to customers?
Naa.
Instead they got rid of:
1.) Ray, a 70-something year old man who new everything there is to know about electrical and worked harder than most of the people 50 years his junior?
2.) Ralph, A Viet Nam vet who could build anything, solve any problem you might have, and answer any question
and finally:
3.) Scott, who has been there for over 20 years, knew the paint department backwards and forwards, could create any color you'd ever want, and is currently suffering from MS. For the past several years, Scott wouldn't take a lunch on Saturdays in order to take care of manager duties and paint customers, while Jackass Number One mentioned earlier sat in his pick-up and rolled a joint.
Oh well, such is life. I'll miss all three of them. It also makes me wonder when my number might be drawn. I hope Ryan is able to secure his job, beacuse I know how badly he wants to work there this summer.
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| Monday, January 15th, 2007
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12:16 pm
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I wish more people would simply take responsibility for their actions, instead of making up excuses for them. Thinking ahead of time about stuff isn't a bad idea either.
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| Sunday, December 24th, 2006
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12:13 pm
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I’ve never understood why an Atheist or an Agnostic would want to walk around with an ipod they got for "Christmas."
The whole “well, I celebrate the gift giving aspect of Christmas” just doesn’t cut it for me.
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| Friday, December 15th, 2006
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3:30 pm
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I had a wonderful time last night. I'd like to thank Adam, Corey, Stevie, Lindsay, Courtney, My Spiritual Warrior Brother, Pat, Amber, Brad, Chuck, Rachel, Nolan, and Fish for spending the evening with me. I had a joyous time and hope you all did as well. I think we truely reached maximum occupancy in my basement.
I took a Psycology class this semseter in hopes that I would discover things about myself that would lead to growth and stability, but it turns out that the class was for fuck.
Even while sitting there snug between nearly 14 of you, I felt somewhat alone. Anxiety is strange, because it tends to amplify even the smallest of feelings. I fear being alone, and I fear the times when my basement is empty. When all of you are off with your boyfriends and girlfriends living your own seperate lives. And there is absolutely no reason why you shouldn't. I am truly happy for all of you.
I suppose I need to find someone special who will work thru my anxieties and fears with me, and not be turned off or shrug when I suddenly stop eating at a restaurant or incessantly begin to chew spearment gum. I've had chances, but something bigger usually comes in the way or I plain just loose my footing.
I savor and appreciate my solitude, but sometimes the need for a different kind of love is over-powering. How can someone surrounded by so many warm hearts and smiles constantly in their life, feel lonely?
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| Wednesday, November 8th, 2006
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12:34 am
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On Thurday night, I will be getting on a plane headed for Orlando. I have never been on a plane before, and I'm scared to death. Everyone has re-assured me that I'll be just fine and it isn't a big deal, but sometimes things that aren't a big deal to lots of people are a HUGE deal to me. I'm not quite sure how to combat my anxiety.
current mood:  nervous
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| Saturday, November 4th, 2006
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12:50 am
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Recently, I have gained a tremendous amount of respect for Michael J. Fox. I had always admired him as an actor, but only now do I fully appreciate him as an actual human being.
I recently saw him on an MSNBC interview, and was quite taken with his careful choice of wording and eloquent prose. He is intelligent, non-judgemental, and a real step above the average Hollywood type. He is also undeserving of the critisism he's taken from much of the far right lately, particularly that of Rush Limbaugh.
Perhaps what impressed me the most was his refusal to apply labels or allow his emotions get the best of him. When he did make comments regarding the government and current legislation, not a word of it was false or dis-respectful, nor was it intended to promote animosity toward the Republican party. I had been an advocate of Stem Cell research before, but now I'm more convinced than ever.
Staunch Conservatives have spun the issue as if it were some sort of science fiction novel, with mad scientists creating abominations and attempting to play God in laboritories. This is simply not the case.
I am more convinced than ever that only GOOD can come from stem cell research, and I am embarassed that the President has let his own morals and ethics speak for the voice of an entire nation. Please don't feel as if I'm championing a Liberal point of view, as I would never in my right mind wish to associate myself with a party that seems to care more about the rights of animals and trees than they do the rights of an unborn child.
Koodos to Mr. Fox for supporting and spear-heading an issue that can greatly improve the lives of hundreds of thousands of people, instead of proclaiming war on fur coats and textiles, like every other actor or actress today. Mr. Fox is a gifted speaker who doesn't let political agendas get in the way of important issues. He is respectful, insightful, and genuine. John Kerry could learn a thing or two from him.
current mood:  touched
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| Sunday, October 8th, 2006
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1:34 am - Politics.............What a joke
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Let me Preface this first by saying that I LOVE AMERICA AND LOVE BEING AN AMERICAN. I LOVE all of the freedoms I have, and right now, I wish to excercise my FREEDOM OF SPEECH:
I wish both the Republican and Democratic parties would be abolished and done away with forever.
I wish all staunch Conservatives were sentenced to the death penalty, and all Hardcore Liberals were disposed of as aborted fetuses.
What a bunch of fucking sheep.
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| Thursday, September 7th, 2006
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8:46 pm
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Last night, I had a dream about dead turtles.
When I took a psycho-analytic approach to this, I came up with some interesting findings, and they seem to make sense.
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| Tuesday, August 29th, 2006
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4:39 pm
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I've become extremely fascinated with holistic healing and the power of touch.
Massage Therapy seems to work wonders and has been scientifically proven to help relieve stress and various forms of anxiety. I bought a book on the subject and have been learning various techniques that can help people. There are even methods of self massage that can be done on a daily basis.
DAAAAAAMN IT there is so much info in that book that I've retained and have been fascinated by. For instance, there are various places in your feet that if massaged properly, can warm your entire body for like an hour. Different parts of your body are connected and can stimulate other random parts. The way you massage your feet and hands can effect your stomach and heart. COOL SHIT
current mood:  dorky
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| Saturday, August 12th, 2006
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9:28 pm
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I'm not a fan of liers and people who break their promises.
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| Thursday, August 10th, 2006
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11:09 am
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It has occured to me that I don't think I can talk to anyone regarding my own personal pain, sadness, anger, or frustrations.
People often say, "you should get that off your chest" or "just let it out so it doesn't build up."
"Share your honest opinion."
Truth be told, people rarely respond well when you confront them with a problem you have with them. Sometimes they even try and turn it against you.
Sometimes I'll have lots of confidence to say what's on my mind or speak my troubles, and I'll either loose it all right at the last minute, or something will happen beyond my control that prevents the disclosure from being made.
Worse yet, I trust very few people with anything I DO share with them. Perhaps I've been burnt one too many times, particularly with members of the younger crowd, or even those people older than me who still act like they're in high school. Some people are SO desperate for attention, they'll exploit and expose you to others without considering your feelings for a second just so they have something to talk about.
We all know life is unfair, but why does it seem so much more unfair to some and not to others?
STOP HURTING ME!
Come on, can't you give me a break? I'm a good person. WHYYYYYYYYY are you doing this to me? What did I EVER do to you?
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| Wednesday, July 19th, 2006
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1:32 am
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I'll hold it in, like I always do, and Rich will suffer again, just as he has in the past because he can't bring himself to hurt others who consistantly have no quarrels about hurting him.
I'm moving away.
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| Thursday, June 22nd, 2006
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12:42 am - They are a great people, Kel-El, they wish to be. They only lack the light to show the way.
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In 1978, SUPERMAN hit theatre screens across the country, and became an instant blockbuster. Blockbuster is a word that gets tossed around a lot these days, but few films have managed to win the hearts of both critics and moviegoers the way the man of steel’s first cinematic outing did 28 years ago. Variety, Newsweek, Time, and Rolling Stone all gave the film rave reviews upon its initial release, praising its luxurious production values and stellar cast. Perhaps what makes SUPERMAN a film that remains in the hearts of millions is not necessarily Christopher Reeve’s portrayal of the ultimate superhero, but his enduring and bumbling performance as Clark Kent. Reeve was a gentle soul and a kind heart, and has left a legacy more important then any son of Krypton’s with his tireless efforts in developing research to help aid those suffering from paralysis. My hat goes off to you sir.
SUPERMAN is a film that’s light on violence and heavy with sophistication, which makes it a perfect movie to be shared by children and adults alike-a rarity these days. The screenplay for the film is utterly fantastic, and its visual adaptation lensed by Richard Donner and Geoffrey Unsworth is flawless. Unsworth passed away shortly after filming wrapped, but his glorious natural lighting technique and celestial hues gave a look to the film that remains unmatched to this day.
I grew up watching SUPERMAN and it’s less enjoyable sequels. It was also a pleasure to revisit in adulthood after obtaining more knowledge in regards to the art of cinema, and I am eager to share it’s magic and charm with you, provided I haven’t already done so, and you haven’t yet viewed the film.
I’ve decided to host an epic SUPERMAN soirée at my home sometime next week in honor of his return to the silver screen. We’re lookin at around Tuesday. Popcorn and other refreshments will be provided. There will also be a chance to win lucrative prizes by participating in the ULITIMATE DICKMAN SUPERMAN SCREENING SWEEPSTAKES, which will commence shortly after the film concludes.
It is my utmost responsibility to present the film to you as best I can, on a widescreen television in ear-shattering Dolby Digital Sound, in an attempt to replicate its original theatrical format of 70 millimeter and Six Track Stereo.
FAIR WARNING: (a message to those Rich holds a bios against who don’t seem to enjoy films that were made before their birthday, which is usually in the later 1980’s):
SUPERMAN’s running time is nearly two and a half hours. There are no pop tunes on the soundtrack; the film is driven by John Williams’ powerful score performed by the 100 piece London Symphony Orchestra. Not one microchip was used in producing the effects for the film; instead, the film’s academy award winning special effects were produced using optical technology, a process long since abandoned in Hollywood today. There is no sex, drugs, or scenes of graphic violence.
IT IS BRILLIANT.
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| Sunday, May 21st, 2006
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8:06 pm
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I had a nightmare about that damned THE HILLS HAVE EYES movie last night. I really regret seeing that movie, especially considering the fact that someone actually returned their popcorn to the movie theatre floor.
Funny how Rachel loved the movie and it made me sick to my stomach.
I find myself more and more fascinated with the horror film genre lately. I think HALLOWEEN is one of the better crafted ones. Neat score too.
I am excited for MAIN ART's MIDNIGHT MOVIE MADNESS this summer. Should be a good time.
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