life: December 2004 archives
Oh, Hey Blog
[ rakaur on Wed Dec 29 at 09:17 AM // category: life ]
I completely forgot I had a Website.
I got $10 for Christmas.
My rich grandmother has decided now that the furnace is installed she’s not going to pay for it. So now we’re fucked.
-- rakaur // 2004.12.29 @ 09:17 AM
Jung Was a Diver and He Was Always Down
[ rakaur on Thu Dec 23 at 10:29 PM // category: life ]
I’ve never put much value in personality tests, but this is pretty much Everything You Ever Wanted to Know About Eric but Got Blocked Before You Could Ask. It’s scary how accurately this describes me.
You too can find entertainment for hours by taking a Jung personality test!
-- rakaur // 2004.12.23 @ 10:29 PM
One Fine Day
[ rakaur on Mon Dec 20 at 05:15 PM // category: hardware, life, relationships, technology ]
Aww yeah, got my new hard drive. Maxtor 200GB ATA 7200RPM 8MB buffer. Heart.
But, more importantly, Kayla got my note. I’m going to be such a wreck tomorrow morning when I have to face her.
I’m optimistic though. Her sister seemed hopeful.
Some you win.
-- rakaur // 2004.12.20 @ 05:15 PM
Look Ma, I Can Write a Note
[ rakaur on Sun Dec 19 at 09:57 AM // category: life, relationships ]
I’ve completely run out of ideas for the Kayla situation, so I broke down and did what everyone told me to do. I wrote a note.
I guess I’ll get someone to give it to her on Monday.
-- rakaur // 2004.12.19 @ 09:57 AM
Oh Cold Where Art Thou
[ rakaur on Fri Dec 17 at 03:57 PM // category: life ]
So apparently my rich-ass grandmother paid for it.
It’s so nice.
And central air too.
-- rakaur // 2004.12.17 @ 03:57 PM
Oh O2 Where Art Thou
[ rakaur on Thu Dec 16 at 04:20 PM // category: life ]
So yesterday my furnace broke. We tried relighting it and cleaning the heating element, which didn’t work. So, we called some people today.
The guy came out and said that it turned itself off because the pilot was getting too big and hot. So he disabled the safety stuff and it kicked on.
Now here’s the fun part. He tested for carbon monoxide. The safety limit is 50, and ours registered 190. Upstairs. So, me being constantly sick and bitchy and having headaches for weeks has been solved. If it was 190 upstairs who knows what it’s like down here. Every time my mom’s home on the weekends she gets really sick. By all logic I should be dead.
So there’s evidently no way to fix it other than putting in a whole new furnace (and probably duct work and such), which is way more money than we have.
It’s about 45F in my house. I have no idea what we’re going to do.
-- rakaur // 2004.12.16 @ 04:20 PM
I Got Nothing
[ rakaur on Tue Dec 14 at 06:59 PM // category: eawr, life, relationships, school ]
What I got is bad English.
Anyway, I have nothing significantly interesting today. Scholar Bowl is fun. Finally got a few friends to join so that’s cool. No Kayla though. Bummer.
Yeah, I think I’ve pretty much abandoned all hope at this point. I’m fighting a losing battle, my friends.
In other news, I’ve been looking for something to code for IRC. I’ve been doing IRC stuff for as long as I’ve been programming, but you know, I think it’s all been done. There’s no magic in seeing anything work anymore, because I’m just so damn good I know it’ll work. I need something new, challenging, idealistic. Any ideas? Don’t be a cock, dbn.
I went and got my schedule changed finally. Now I have Advanced Graphics (vocational print shop) for my first two hours. Still got stuck with Social Problems and Communications. Communications is going to be freaking hard.
As you might have guessed by this point.
-- rakaur // 2004.12.14 @ 06:59 PM
People May Not Suck?
[ rakaur on Tue Dec 14 at 06:50 AM // category: eawr, life, relationships, school ]
So, a few weeks ago I gave my AIM nick to a friend from school. She gave me another friend’s, and a few other peoples’, and now I have half the school’s female students on my contact list.
I’ve spent usually at least an hour talking to each of them, and they’re all so awesome. It’s weird. I’ve spent four years at a school where I was pretty sure that everyone hated me. I mean, especially girls (I haven’t had a girlfriend for like three years, I mean, damn). But, you know, they all talk to me and they’re all really nice and they all make me feel really good.
It’s interesting to actually have some semblance of self-esteem.
-- rakaur // 2004.12.14 @ 06:50 AM
Larn
[ rakaur on Sun Dec 12 at 09:23 AM // category: life ]
Today I tell you of a person that I know that I hate.
She’s one of those people that lived in a small town her entire life, and when she moved away to a slightly bigger town for college she was suddenly enlightened with all worldly knowledge, which I guess just comes with being an English major. I’m going to go through parts of things she said to me and come up with really witty responses so keep reading!
In heaven, all the interesting people are missing.
— NeitzcheThought that was an interesting quote.
Maybe if you’re a psychopathic idiot that thinks that “interesting” people are those that do nothing but rebel against God, then yes I suppose so.
Or if I just happen to find some of his ideas intriguing and evident in certain time periods of literature.
I could just be an enlightened college geek.
No, no you’re not. What you are is a condescending bitch. At this point I made a comment regarding the fact that she’s an English major.
Comparative World Literature.
Not the same thing, but lots of writing, etc.
More intense than English.
Go look it up online.
But I’d rather shove shards of glass down my urethra. At this point I made a comment regarding the fact that I find English intensely boring.
Ahhh… which is why, with your exciting, thriving life, you’re out and about in the wonderful town of Wood River with your closest companions ;-)
Treated yo ass.
Let’s just go ahead and disregard that last sentence since it’s not actually English in any convulted way.
And so yes, you’ve moved on from a small town to go to college in… a slightly bigger town. Congratulations. You must feel accomplished. Just because you’re in college instead of high school and you get smashed all the time doesn’t make you worthy of sitting on a UN chair. I’m sure whoring yourself around doesn’t help either.
I guess a year ago when you lived in Wood River you didn’t do the exact same things.
Okay let me explain this… with Comp World Lit, I pick two specialized fields, and I have to be bilingual—for a higher degree, I have to know more languages.
I didn’t ask; I don’t care. In fact, no one cares. No one cares about your broken Spanish that would make even Mexicans want to claw their eardrums out with toothpicks.
You don’t care, yet you write to me… awe, your self-pity is astounding!
Yeah, I guess since you’re the one that always messages me about what a whore or how sloshed you are makes me have pity upon myself. That makes perfect sense… if you’re an English major.
I said:
No, actually, I took you off my list a long time ago because I don’t care to listen to your pontificating “holy shit I’m such a winner because I’m in college” bullshit.
Back to her:
And you’re nothing more than en egotistical, bitter guy trapped in his own vindictive, self-destructive cycle.
Yeah, that sounds about right. Let’s see you admit your faults while you’re sober. At least I don’t pretend to be someone I’m not just to impress a bunch of whores in college. And at least I don’t result to personal insults, you slut.
Ahhh poor kid.
You’ll never know what life is. :)
I guess if I had a free ride through college and since I’d be an English (my bad, Comparative World Literature) major my only responsibilities would be to not get too smashed to wake up for English classes all day and to not whore myself out enough to get HIV I’d suddenly be able to tell everyone about life in about the most pretentious manner possible. Oh man, what a stupid bitch.
I don’t drink a lot?
I just did one shot tonight?
I’m sorry, where those interrogative sentences? I can see question marks but you know I’ve searched both of them and I’ll be damned if I can make one bit of sense out of either. Maybe it’s some English major secret code. Maybe she’s just trying to reassure herself that doing one shot and six guys is okay.
Some people.
-- rakaur // 2004.12.12 @ 09:23 AM
Nope
[ rakaur on Wed Dec 08 at 03:10 PM // category: life, relationships ]
Crash and burn, my friends.
Crash and burn.
-- rakaur // 2004.12.08 @ 03:10 PM
Christmas
[ rakaur on Tue Dec 07 at 07:09 PM // category: hardware, life, relationships, technology ]
I got a 200GB, 8MB buffer, Maxtor hard drive. Which is good, since my 60 has been slowly dying for a while.
I can think of someone else I’d rather have.
Sigh.
-- rakaur // 2004.12.07 @ 07:09 PM
xyzzy
[ rakaur on Mon Dec 06 at 04:39 PM // category: life, relationships ]
Nothing happens.
-- rakaur // 2004.12.06 @ 04:39 PM
Crimson Regret
[ rakaur on Sun Dec 05 at 11:30 AM // category: life, relationships ]
Aw yeah, so apparently everyone knowing I like her includes her sister which includes her so perhaps I finally got something accomplished.
Perhaps not, though, knowing my luck I’ll be promptly informed she hates me.
-- rakaur // 2004.12.05 @ 11:30 AM
Ruby Rant
[ rakaur on Sun Dec 05 at 11:13 AM // category: life, music, programming, technology ]
I wrote a Ruby rant. It’s a good one.
Feedback plz!
By the way, the new Evanescence CD blows. I think they’re completely out of material (there were a ton of Evanescence songs released before Fallen, they just weren’t mainstream, but I like them all much better than their new shit).
And also, they blow live.
-- rakaur // 2004.12.05 @ 11:13 AM
Absolutely Never As It Seems
[ rakaur on Sun Dec 05 at 09:22 AM // category: life, relationships ]
Oh shit, those were some wacky dreams.
I was at a Casey’s I think (filling station/general store) and the girl I like and her family was also there (eg the Principal). So, for some reason it was taking an eternity to fill up my tank so I went inside and got some candy which took an eternity to pay for because they were all idiots and I yelled at them. Then for some reason I wound up paying them for the gas while driving away from the store in one of their cars. So I ran back to the store and that took an eternity as well. When I got there everyone was still there and every now and then time would run backwards. It was interesting. There are slightly more disconcerting details about the Principal and floating feces but I’m not going to go into that on a public forum that people from my school read.
It’s just not right.
-- rakaur // 2004.12.05 @ 09:22 AM
Never Quite As It Seems
[ rakaur on Sat Dec 04 at 11:22 PM // category: life, relationships ]
I had a dream last night. I was in school, and I was walking through the halls, and I kept seeing the girl I like out of the corner of my eye. Everytime I saw her she’d be walking faster, until she was eventually running right towards me. We eventually turned around and hugged each other, and I woke up.
Waking up sucks.
Now I tell you openly
You have my heart, so don’t hurt me
For what I couldn’t find
Talk to me amazing mind
So understanding and so kind
You’re everything to me— the cranberries, “dreams”
-- rakaur // 2004.12.04 @ 11:22 PM
Running With Ruby
[ rakaur on Fri Dec 03 at 06:19 PM // category: life, programming, relationships, running, technology ]
My Ruby book came, finally.
I just ran three and a half miles with like two minutes of combined resting.
Pretty sure everyone in the entire school knows that I like Kayla now.
So, that should sum it up for a few days.
-- rakaur // 2004.12.03 @ 06:19 PM
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