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Ello!
12/11/06

     Welcome to my website. I hope you enjoy your visit and encourage you to check out my links and contact pages especially. Above all, don't overlook this website. I'd love to hear from my visitors, whether your comments be good or bad.


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High on Life
8/22/08

     As much as I'm about variety in my websites, it seems like every post I make here starts with "Well, it's been a while since my last post..." Wait... *scrolls down* Okay, maybe I was just thinking that every time I posted here, but yeah, not much is going on in my neck of the woods.

     I got a job as an Amigo at the Heritage Center. It started last Monday. Basically, I help with supper, only I can't feed. I have some more training left, after which I can feed the residents and my title changes to Dining Assistant. I can't complain. It's good income until the computer repair thing takes off.

     I'm feeling creative right now, which is part of the reason I decided to work on my website a little. I made some changes to my profile, if you wanna check that out. It's a quarter 'till 1, and I don't have to work tomorrow (aka, this afternoon) so I might mess around with Wiremod or work on the clan website, I dunno.

Thermaltake gave me all this stuff. I just took it. :D
4/28/08

     Ya, I saw all you people in the staff and cleanup crew at AL staring me down as I lugged my new full ATX case into my car. "You lucky SOB." Well first off, my mother is a very nice person. But, to my knowledge, I won it fair and balanced. Any tomfoolery was not the result of my actions.

     All swag aside, This was a great AsylumLAN, as detailed on the Forgotten Exile homepage, and I'm looking forward to August. (Yes that is when school starts, but it's also the next AL. Jeez, do I look like that much of a nerd? Trust me, I'll be glad to be done with this semester.)

Crunch Time
4/4/08

     Hello again. I have arrived that point in the semester once again where I am apprehensive about how things are going to turn out. I was just reading my last post about the end of last semester and it was a help to me. I had forgotten that I went through this already. It's coming to that point near to end of the semester where I have more to do than I have time to do it, and thus, I do not. It's frustrating to me because I know that my grade and my future in school depend on it, and I want to get my work done and be able to relax, but I can't do it. It's not that I don't know where to start; I have started, but I still have a long way to go. Each semester has felt like being dropped into a parabola. at time t=0, the slope is m=0, but lim(t -> week 12) m = remaining_time * procrastination. In other words: more time, more hard.

     Procrastination = (TF2 * AL * Laziness) / School. As you can see, the less time devoted to school, the larger the entire equation gets. Another formula for you to look at: Difficulty = Problems / Faith | Faith < Good. Clearly, I have more problems than just school, so I need to straighten that out first. I'll be posting an article in the f41th section in a few days. Keep checking back.

Apathy and Anxiety
12/6/07

     Well, what can I say? You all are gonna want to know how school is (because everyone really cares about how I'm doing.) honestly, I hit an apathetic streak, and now I have doubts about how school is going. Hence, the anxiety. I'll probably do well on finals, which will help, but really, I just want the first semester to be over.

     Christmas is coming up, that magical time of the year when the media starts attacking those who believe that Christmas is a celebration of the birth of Christ, when overly-zealous soccer moms get into catfights trying to get their kids the greatest Christmas... sorry... holiday toys, and that's another thing. Why can't people call Christmas "Christmas" and not "the holiday"? There is no "war on Easter" or "war on Independence Day", but that's an argument for my faith/rants section.

   

Merry Christmas.
Well, to avoid ranting, because I really have nothing to talk about, I'll go ahead and wrap up this post.
Anti-social networking
9/29/07

     You can stop calling me a hypocrite now. Everyone will be happy to know that the MySpace profile I had is now in queue to have its entire binary converted to zeros. Hahaha. Online social networking was cool about five years ago when I opened my account. However, since then, its been infested with preps, gay guys, "princesses", porn stars, and all sorts of other losers who can't meet up and do something on the weekends and give each other some privacy at any other time of the week.

     Another thing: MySpace profiles are not websites. They are web pages that contain HTML that 99% of the social networking population did not write themselves, nor do they have means of hosting their own content. This is a website, written in HTML by yours truly, and hosted on a server sitting at my feet as I type.

Rejected... Again
9/21/07

     I don't know about anyone who reads this, but I get discouraged when I keep getting the shaft at every place I apply. The Heritage Center job Chris did a good job of pulling for me was the latest in a series or busts called "My Application History." So far, I've applied to Best Buy four times, Circuit City, Ace Hardware, Target, Heritage Center, and most recently, Starbucks for the second time.

     It's times like this it seems like dropping out of school, and just being a bum on the street seems a good option. At least they're making enough to buy booze. What am I making now, zilch. I take that back. If it rains sometime soon, I might get $15 next week, which is almost enough to get me to school that week.

     Speaking of driving to school, I'm sick and tired of a certain person who feels it's his job to continually gloat about how he has a job, and how he has a better school than I do because of his schedule and his lower-than-my tuition and his shorter driving distance, how his car can go 200 mph into a concrete wall and survive, and he is so unique and special that he shouldn't be considered human because he is better than everyone else.

     I'm also tired of people asking how school is. It's school! You think I'm going just for the thrill of it? I just wanted to put my parents closer to the edge of their financial cliff? If I were ruler of every entity that affects my life, half the administration at USI would be fired, I would do away with core curriculum, especially liberal arts, put an end to unbeneficial construction projects and put all the money just  saved toward lowering tuition costs. I would make myself head of the Evansville Geek Squad, Fire Dog, and Computers Plus "Computer Geniuses" and live in a decent house with unlimited computers, lights, audio, and Neil Peart's drumset.

     Unfortunately for me, I'm not, and I wish people would stop coming to me for answers or requests to control things I can't. That's God's department. L2p: learn to pray.

College Life
9/12/07

     Hello, once again. Just wanted to let everyone know this site is still active. Don't have much else to say other than I'm in school now, and things have been pretty busy for me. I've made a couple changes to the site including the addition of new sections. Feel free to browse around. -Q

Monotony
7/27/07

     I swear I was not aiming for this date. Well, it's been a month since my last post and not much has changed.

     The new dog is home, His name is Paolo, and he just turned 14 weeks old yesterday.

     The job search has entered a state of dormancy after a big setback for me. I got as far as an interview down at Starbuck's and instead of hiring new people, they got transfers from another store. If I ever get a chance, though, I'm going to try to get an internship with the Director of Technical Ministries at church. Wish me luck there.

     Speaking of church, being isolated from the outside world during the summer has given me an opportunity to concentrate on my relationship with God. Not in the sense that I'm getting to be "perfect Christian boy", but I've been doing more things to serve; letting God use me as his hands and feet, to quote Audio A.

     For those of you who didn't know until now, I am a Christian. I'll leave that open for further discussion in a page I look to add to this site eventually just about spiritual stuff and open thoughts. But until next time, see ya. -Q

Well, howdy, there! (Graduation, dog death, Drums on the Ohio)
6/28/07

     Yeah, so, it's been awhile since my last post. However, I have the site hosted now, so I'll be blogging a little more.

     To bring you up to speed, I graduated high school and I'm starting college in the fall. My intended major is CIS.

     My dog, Taz, died May 20th sometime in the early morning. (He left me a present before, however.) And not even a month after his death, my mom started wanting another dog, even after all the "this is our last animal" lectures. She found a Maltese not far from Tell City. We drove there to deliver the deposit, and we're going back this weekend to bring him home.

     The job search continues. I've applied to five places so far and haven't heard from anyone. Hopefully, graduation money will keep until I get a job. Until then, I've just been taking it day-by-day waiting for the phone to ring.

     I went to Drums on the Ohio, which was at my alma-mater this year. Concord Blue Devils won, of course, but there were some really tight, clean-sounding drumlines there.

     That's about all that's happened in the last half-year. Join me next time when I talk about... whatever happens between now and then. -Q

Second semester.
12/13/06

     I have news that may surprise some or you who know me well. I arrived at the decision this morning that I am dropping band next semester. In short, I have lost interest in instrumental music. Plus, this is my last year in high school and band is no longer beneficial to me.

     I will be taking the second semester of Desktop Publishing with St. Clair (yay Photoshop!) in its stead.