[4.29.2002]

Last weekend was utterly spectacular.

Friday - Get off of work. I withdrew hella money from the bank (It was payday) then I went to the local computer show... and built my new baby.

1.53ghz AMD Athlon XP 1800+
256mb pc2100 DDR ram
64mb geforce3 ti200 video card (gainward golden sample ti450)

All of the other parts I swapped out from my old computer (40gb hd, pci128 soundblaster sound card, 52x cdrom, 4x burner)

Then... the case.

I bought a LIAN LI case from compUSA later on that day... It is an aluminum case... With a clear window on the side so you can see the computer's insides. I bought a BIOHAZARD etching and a red neon light for the inside... it is pimp. Lian Li cases are definately the best... really easy to work with. Well worth the money I spent on it.

Hopefully I will have pictures up soon.

I was up until 3am putting the bad boy together. That night I got about 2 hours of sleep... And I was out of it all day on...

Saturday - After a day at work without the ability to think straight (sleep deprivation)... I came home and crashed. Slept for the better part of the day, then went to the club again (Bejou) in Toledo, Ohio. Margarita came with... I had a decent time.

"I am not interested in any girl here" - Something I said to Margarita. As I have said... I doubt I am going to find my soulmate in a club.

Sunday - I went to go see "The Scorpion King" with Steve. Thankfully, I set my expectations for this movie so low that I was definately entertained. Well worth the 5 dollars I spent to go see it.

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So how am I doing? I don't know. Things are not bad... I splurged on the computer, but I have some money left over. I spend a ton of time sitting here on this damned thing... so I might as well be comfortable doing it. Today I got a new keyboard (MS internet keyboard pro)... it is working out pretty well so far.

Margarita, Margarita, Margarita. What am I going to do with her? I think the best thing to do would be to draw a line... For myself. Things cannot continue as they are. Something has to give eventually. I care for her, and she is one of my best friends. At the same time, however... I cannot resist her.

I have to try.

---> posted by deaDpixeL 5:59 PM [ comment.]

[4.24.2002]

Twisting,
stretching the truth
Covering my eyes
with it
This invisible blindfold
matters not -
My eyes were closed anyway.


Without end
I worship a long lost,
but modern day Aphrodite.
Fanatacism
to Martyrdom


Infinite colors...
I stand on the spectrum...
Swaying,
between black and white
and red -
This revolving carousel...
Polar opposites,
I stare into your eyes...
And I will say to you
"These colors are mine"

---> posted by deaDpixeL 9:09 PM [ comment.]

[4.22.2002]

Money and power mean nothing to me.

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Once again, nothing much going on. I have just been working for the past week or so... Last weekend I didn't go out. I was not up to it. This weekend I probably will.

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Really looking forward to this summer and warmer weather. I have expectations for my last vacation before going back to school. Last summer, I had REALLY high hopes... Alas things took a sharp turn for the worse right away. Or should I say drop.

Things are different now. I am not. I still long for someone to love, and to be loved in return. Reflecting as usual... Madonna still enters my mind, almost every day. Not consciously do I call upon the memories, but still at random they come. I often wonder about her... to be honest. How she is doing, etc. Then the vengeful part of me kicks in. Compassion and vindication. I know which one wins. Does she ever read this? She knows damn well where it is. I don't know... no way to tell, really. I don't think it bothers me, save for the fact that I don't know why she would. Not as if she has any resources similar to this.

It is not the same now though, and I have to be honest with myself. I spent time with her, and I cannot help but wonder. I don't love her anymore, I know this.

Two sides to every coin... One side is compassion wondering, the other side is my inherant vindictiveness...

And all I have to say to that is one thing - Look at me now.

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Speaking of love. I cannot wait to put my new computer together next week... Finally. Afterwards I would like to get a digital camera. I can afford it.

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With my tax return, I have decided to suck it up and do the mature thing - pay off what I owe eastern. Whether or not this means I will be taking classes there next fall - we will have to see. Another option would be HFCC which is cheaper, closer... more convenient overall. I should have enough credits to get my associates degree shortly. I think after that I am going to look into firefighter training again. Or vice-versa.

My interest in being a teacher is still waning. I just cannot see myself as one anymore... and frankly, I am sick of school altogether.

Not that I really care what anyone thinks anymore... I just cannot get by the fact that some people have written me off. I wouldn't say I failed out of school. On the contrary, when I had my head together, I was/am a great student. I love to learn, and I would consider myself to be fairly intelligent. I have never had a problem in school, ever.

I love the arts. In contrast, I care nothing for math, programming, etc. I don't find it as interesting as some. More power to them, as I have said... it means nothing to me.

This being said... I know that I don't fit in anymore.

Walked along the same path as everyone else... That is what I could have done, had my heart been in it. Never was.

I would just do things differently. I let my personal life affect my academic life too much. Hard to go to school when you are heartbroken and hiding under a rock. Twice over.

However, I am not making excuses. Had I cared to do so, I would have done better.

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I may love what I do for a living now, but I as I have said - I am not my job. This is not what I want to do with the rest of my life. It is providing a chance for me to get my shit together, and at least I am treading water instead of sinking. Which is more than I could say of some.

Don't get me wrong. I could stay at TAG and make alot of money. Moreso than probably a teacher would make. Or a firefighter, for that matter. There is nothing wrong with my job... but again it is not what I see myself doing 10 years from now. But for now, it will suffice. It allows me to live comfortably.

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Music

Godsmack "I stand alone" - Official music of the revolution
The White Stripes "Fell in love with a girl" - Bitten me.
Dashboard Confessionals "Screaming Infidelties" - Makes me think of ex's, and Margarita. (read the lyrics)

---> posted by deaDpixeL 8:35 PM [ comment.]

[4.14.2002]

Just got back... The club was alright I suppose. I don't think I had very much fun. Played Hip-Hop and Rap music to dance to... Not really my thing at all. I mean, I like the music, but I do not like dancing to it... Can't really feel the music like you can with Techno club type music. No BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM.... etc.

I love SPACE. I don't need another club.

My cousin is 2 for 2 in the past two nights. Getting kicked out of the bar that is. He is not of age quite yet. I am of age, but I DO NOT DRINK. There is nothing wrong with me. Why is it such a problem for some people to accept?

I have to hand it to him though, he would just go up to a girl and start dancing with her. As much as I wish I was the type of person who could do such a thing... I realized tonight, that I will never be that way. It doesn't interest me.

I have thought that I wanted to be different. I do not. I want to be myself, and myself is shy. Yes, it sucks... but that is just who I am.

Speaking of interest... During my people-watching at this club, my mind was somewhere else in though. A realization hit me...

I will never meet a girl at a club. Even if I did, it probably wouldn't be the type of girl I would want to be with anyway. Also, I didn't feel comfortable there. It is not my crowd at all. I doubt I will return.

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Where does somebody go for nice girls who are not alchoholic nutjobs?

---> posted by deaDpixeL 2:53 AM [ comment.]

[4.13.2002]

In about 1 hour and 38 minutes I am going to leave for a bar in Toledo, Ohio. Going with my cousin Don, as I did last night when we went to Canada.

I saw the most beautiful girl there. I was trying not to stare, but I couldn't help myself. She was perfect. Dark skin, hair, eyes... I was spellbound. I could tell by her body language that she was more than just a pretty face... Just wanted to go up to her and say "You are one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen." That would have been it too. That is all I wanted to say... However she had this particularly ugly guy latched onto her as if a leash.

Shyness sucks. Inside I am saying so much. It stays there. As I have said, I fear rejection... now more than ever. Better to keep it on the safe side and not open my feelings to getting hurt. Unfortunately this severely hinders the chance of meeting anyone.

Noel and Steve went too... I think Steve set a record for the longest urination ever. We were stuck on the Ambassador bridge for a long time (Increased security and all)... we didn't have time to find a bathroom so I just pulled over on a street and let him out.

Here I am thinking of calling Guiness (3 minutes plus!), and the cops pull up. How embarrasssing for him. How entertaining for us.

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1 hour 32 minutes... What will happen tonight? Will I see someone beautiful again and again not say anything? I really wish I had a coarse personality sometimes. I wish I could be "That guy". My respect for women does not allow me to hook up with one. How ironic is that?

These days I feel I have something to offer someone. I am not the broken and confused person I have been over the past few years. Perhaps in a way that makes me feel more confident. I have prospects.

Still not enough to let me approach someone.

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When I went to Canada I felt old... Well, maybe not OLD, but old-er. That is the 19 year old crowd. I am 23... They are just kids and I am an adult. I remeber being 19... Sure enough I didn't spent much time in Canada anyway. I have gone a fair amount of times over the past few years, but it is just pointless. I am 23 and could buy alchohol and go to the bars here... Alas I do not drink, so it matters not where. Canada or US...

1 Hour 25 Minutes...

People watching as I always do at the bar last night... When I got home at 1:30am or so I was pretty exhuasted. The thought remains though. How long will I be alone? Panic grips me at times when I think about it. Are my days of relationships behind me?

Doubt. Such a simple one syllable word... Such a devastating force within. Just not knowing... not being able to predict the future. The waiting. It kills me to see everyone around me being happy. Not that I would take that from them... Happiness breeds happiness and all. Envy I guess. There are some people that I know of that take what they have for granted...

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I was not going to go tonight. As I almost backed out last night... I just have to get out! I have to be around people that I do not know. Familiarity is just another word for routine.

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Treading water sucks. I doubt Madonna ever looks back. Not that I would ever know if she did... No contact whatsoever. SHE is not the point, however. The point is, the dumpEE in the relationship really gets the short end of the stick.

I doubt she has trouble sleeping at night. She had the upper hand, and I am sure she has moved onward... maybe not upward, but at the very least onward.

I have not this luxury. Every stride I have made has come at the sacrifice of other things. Age, for one... I have given years to become the man that I am today... My defensiveness, vindictiveness, all things I would gladly give up it were not necessary for my survival. I have to be the way I am... This is the only way I can be. The only way I can look at myself in the mirror and not want to die.

It has been a long time coming. Picking myself up off the ground, and slowly dusting myself off as I try to find the right way to walk. Can't really walk forward when you do not know where you are going.

1 Hour, 14 minutes...

Speaking of sleeping... I do not remember what I am dreaming lately, but it is troubled. Something is going on, as in the past two weeks I have woken up more tired than I was when I went to bed. I have been so mentally exhausted lately... Mentally, and emotionally.

Better to be emotionally exhausted, as opposed to devoid, I suppose.

1 Hour. Have to start getting ready. I just hope that time and futility do not hold hands tonight.

---> posted by deaDpixeL 8:49 PM [ comment.]

[4.10.2002]

I really liked gbook. It worked for me forever, but I have been forced to abandon it as it has become CRAP. The server is never up anymore, and they want to start charging for usage starting next month.

Hence, my new gbook.

Feel free to sign.

---> posted by deaDpixeL 11:38 PM [ comment.]


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[4.09.2002]

"I need some sacificial fish"

I bought some fish for the tank. My reed fish will eat them. Lately TOMA hasn't eaten... Not sure if it is the sudden tragic loss of JAWS... or if he is just shy. Perhaps the two remaining fish are too fast/smart for him to catch. Therefore, I bought about 20 fish for him to choose from. The are 12 cents apiece. The girl at petsmart was beautiful, and after a short conversation... She wrote me up for 8 fish, and dipped me up 20 or so! Woot!

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My family was on vacation for easter... Today I recieved my belated easter "basket" - more like a bag full of goodies. Let me see.

1.Cadbury Mini-Eggs - MMM... I love these but they are bad for me and make my stomach ache.
2. BLACK JELLY BEANS... Umm these LIQUIFIED ME last year... going to lay off.
3. m&ms - pastel easter colors... more chocolate... (stomach groans thinking about it)
4. Rolo's! - Nummy! pastel wrapping
5. Solid chocolate easter bunny - ...
6. Reeses Pieces - Orange and in a carrot looking bag - Is my mom trying to kill me?
7. m&m mini eggs - chocolate
8. SMARTEES! - sugar!
9. more rolo's
10. Snickers mini-bars - snickers, like johnny bronto - satisfies you.
11. Whoppers - don't really like these, roomate fodder
12. Starburst jelly beans - REAL FRUIT JUICE!
13. Reese's Milk Chocolate covered 6 peanut butter eggs - This is a conspiracy... Mother is trying to off me. This settles it.

I have never been able to eat rich foods like chocolate without getting sick.

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I bought a "Hustler" knitted cap to go along with my "Bad Motherfucker" wallet.

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So that is my shopping for the day... I just had to get out of the house, it being such a nice day and all. We worked out earlier... I cooked lasagna for myself earlier and it was pretty good. I am still single! Woo.

Song of the day - "Closet Freak" by Cee-Lo and his perfect imperfections

---> posted by deaDpixeL 9:00 PM [ comment.]

[4.08.2002]

some day your religion
will be juxtoposition
simply mortal
and i will be your god
-pray.

---> posted by deaDpixeL 8:12 PM [ comment.]

[4.07.2002]

An exceptional weekend.

SPARTA rocked... wow. They were definately one of the best bands I have seen live. Ever. Considering the fact that I have had to listen to their songs on two different cds, I never realized how many of their songs that I actually liked. Even moreso than At The Drive-In's "Relationship of Command". The first band was THURSDAY... they get an A+ for effort, but I don't know if they were that great or not... I guess I am too partial to Sparta. "Cut your ribbon" live was amazing.

Margarita was there with me... and afterwards we came back to my house to watch a movie. I could be wrong, but I think that part of me has been turned off to her. I still care about her and all, she is still one of my best friends. Perhaps the physical attraction is fading... as it is obviously redundant. Three years have past, things have went up, then down. With so many other things this year, I have learned that I have no patience for futility.

I think that I have regained zen. I feel healthier, and things are good.... I skipped working out this weekend, but will make it up this week. Just had too much going on.

I do not give credit the things that I enjoy the most... Listening to music, which I am extremely passionate about... Writing, which is about to happen soon, as I can feel the pot boiling over with words again. That is good for me. I have a video game to play... well two.. Tribes 2, and Jedi Knight II: Jedi Outcast. My site I enjoy working on... and I am liking the way it is shaping up... I really appreciate the feedback people are giving me.

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I am still feeling the desire to meet people. To go places, do things. It is nice to get out of the house every once in a while, and any break from work is welcome to me. Part of me is empty, and has been for some time now. The problem I have had is trying to fill it with the wrong things... I have sworn not to do so ever again. Even as others close to me do. Even as they rub it in my face in subtle ways... To each his own I guess and all that... but it is not me.

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That is part of the revolution. Not selling out in cheap ways. Making expectations for yourself and holding out for them. Not accepting what the world tries to pawn off to you as a pathetic existence...

Having faith in life, within. That is the revolt.

---> posted by deaDpixeL 11:56 PM [ comment.]

[4.04.2002]

Nothing much going on this week as of yet.

Started working out again - ow. Other than that I have cut down on my red-meat intake (replaced with chicken and turkey sammiches)... Have replaced my pop addiction with Gatorade.

I doubt I will ever be satisfied with my body. As with other things... it will never be good enough. I want to lose some weight and gain some form...

Since I have changed my diet, I do in fact feel healthier. I am taking an All-In-One vitamin every morning... and I can feel the difference. I miss fast food... as it is better for the soul... but I just need a change.

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Still lonely as ever. Looking forward to going to this concert on Saturday... with Margarita. Who knows.. maybe I will meet my dream girl there... or she will find me. One can only wish.

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Speaking of soul. I watched "Big Thinkers" on TechTV the other day, and they had this guy who insisted that the human body is just a machine... with no soul. All creativeness and innovation comes from a random assortment of cells. There is no God, and we are all ants, and blah blah blah.

I couldn't be more opposed. - Our soul is the very thing that makes us human.

Explain to me emotion. Love, hate. Art, music... etc. The fact that I am listening to "Perfect Blue Buildings" - Do my cells just react to this song? Hello?!!?!? Do you really think these things are the result of a chemical? A firing of electrons? Not that I would ever have any scientific evidence... but here is my theory.

Our body is just a physical representation of how our soul manifests itself to the outside world.

I am sure there is science to explain many things... But degrading human society easily into a category... that is just a poor excuse... this is just someone who obviously doesn't think he has anything to offer the world. I do, on the other hand. Just an old man who never made a difference...

We are not machines. - And anyone who tells me what I have been through is based on neurons firing can go fuck themself.

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Now that I have gotten that all out. Working on the site again. And, due to popular demand, there will be some changes implemented soon. The site is going to have a more recoginizable theme, one that I know by heart, but have trouble. I want to show the world what "Revolt!" means to me.

The font will be made bigger, and the color should change. Perhaps red, to go along with the soviet theme.

All things change. - Just remember to try and change the world, do not let it change you.

---> posted by deaDpixeL 9:50 PM [ comment.]

[4.01.2002]

Let me just say for the record that I hate April Fool's day.

---> posted by deaDpixeL 2:16 PM [ comment.]

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