Sunday, December 23, 2007

december

Too many doctor appointments for one week. It lead me to find out that I'll probably never wear contacts. But now I have new, not-falling-apart glasses.

Too many memories from last year.
A long December and there's reason to believe
Maybe this year will be better than the last

Monday, December 17, 2007

three things, real quick

Point 1: Although I knew it two years ago, I re-discovered this fact last night: Jump, Little Children is amazing.

Point 2: I think one of my favorite things to do for any roadtrip, besides the planning, is to make the playlist/mixdisc for that trip.

Point 3: My apartment is currently filled with coffee, donut holes, and Zeppelin. It is good.

the solid state of water lets you know it's december

Stupid exam. I studied for close to most of yesterday. Why does the professor have to change the format at the last minute? Sitting there for hour taking an exam made me feel extremely unprepared. Some of the case facets that he had previously stated were multiple guess turned out to be short answer. Grrr. At least it's one more now that's over with and only one left to take.

Closing time; time for you to go out, go out into the world...

Seven hours. Seven to go. Then the trip home. It can't come too soon. I am ready. Ready to go. Ready to leave my academics behind and do things completely unrelated. Ready to get back to people playing Christmas music on the radio. Ready to eat more than Ramen.

Closing time; time for you to go back to the places you will be from...

There was ice in my parking lot this morning. I am happy.

Take me home...

Sunday, December 16, 2007

[almost there]

As I log onto view my grades, i do a double take. That shouldn't be there. And it's not a morale booster to the last two exams I take tomorrow. I knew I had to look forward to certain things, but...yeah. Ouch. One more things to worry about. My consolation prize is the fact that it's finally starting to feel like December.

Yeah. I really should finish studying. Two left. That's it.

Friday, December 14, 2007

Solicitor: Deputy's death by heart attack was involuntary manslaughter

COLUMBIA, SC (WIS) - A Richland County deputy died of a heart attack while trying to arrest three people after a chase Friday morning.

Deputy Darral Lane, 41, died from cardiac arrest. According to the coroner, Lane had a heart attack brought on by the stress of the incident.

A manhunt for the last of three men involved in the chase, who authorities have identified as 34-year-old Matthew Denny Hooks, has been called off, since officials know the name of who they are looking for.

Sheriff Leon Lott said Deputy Lane was conducting an investigation into a suspicious vehicle that was occupied and parked behind the Pitt Stop Convenience Store at 5820 Fairfield Road.

Deputy Lane approached the vehicle and it sped out of the parking lot. A chase ensued, which ended behind a home on Burton Street.

The sheriff stated that the driver of the vehicle fled into the woods while Deputy Lane secured the two passengers.

Sheriff Lott stated that after handcuffing one of the suspects, the deputy collapsed. Lott added that Deputy Lane was transported to Palmetto Health where he was pronounced dead at 6:30 AM.

"The hardest part about this situation is the fact that we have an officer that is now deceased," said Lt. Chris Cowan. "This officer, as he stopped the vehicle, he got out of his vehicle, went to apprehend the three suspects, one of which he handcuffed. As he handcuffed the first suspect, he collapsed there on the scene and was pronounced dead this morning at approximately 6:30."

The two other men initially escaped. One of the two men who got away was taken into custody later Friday morning, around 10am. Richland County Sheriff Leon Lott says no charges will be filed against those two.

Lott says deputies are still looking for the driver of the car - 34-year-old Matthew Denny Hooks, who has been charged with failure to stop for police and involuntary manslaughter.

We're told the Solicitor's office reviewed the circumstances behind the incident and concluded that Hooks' actions led to the death of the deputy.

Deputy Lane had managed to handcuff one man before he collapsed. Lott says that man tried to help Lane even though he was handcuffed.

"This is a a tragic situation for the family of the Richland County Sheriff's Department," said Lt. Cowan.

"We have an officer - one of our own - that has died. And again, this is a situation where words can't describe what we're going through, what his family is going through," Cowan continued.

Lane retired from the Army after 20 years of service and joined the sheriff's department in February, 2006, where he was assigned to the Uniform Patrol Division.

Deputy Lane leaves behind a wife, Sheila, and two sons, Darryl Jr. and Darius.

If you have any information, call 911.

Thursday, December 13, 2007

Shhh!

Sitting on my couch, I wonder what the people who live above me could possibly be doing to make so much noise. It's disturbing.

Now, it's not the normal type of noises when you think of loud noises coming from neighbors in an apartment complex. No, this is more power saw, electric drill, and sledge hammer type noises. I can only think that some sort of secret command center is being built above me. I lay in my bed at night and hear these noises, sometimes wondering if in the next few minutes I might see something boring a hole in my ceiling/their floor. It's scary.

Wednesday, December 12, 2007

this place, right now

I got my letter back on Monday. The letter from the trip to the State Police Academy at the beginning of last month. The letter that I had been looking forward to getting for almost two weeks. I felt like a kid again. I checked the mailbox every afternoon, hoping that there would be a letter in it. And every day, there wasn’t one. Until Monday. Dear Daniel, it began. Quickly scanning it, I determined the truth: it wasn’t what I was hoping for. As number 821 out of almost 1800 applicants (roughly the 60th percentile mark), I won’t be going to stay in Hershey for 29 weeks in the near future. It was the second turn-down I’ve had on the career front thus far. And while it was disappointing, I think I got over it in about 15 minutes. More than that, it’s an opportunity to trust: accepted, that’s where God wants me; not, oh well, He’s got somewhere else for me to be. Temporariness. How much it causes faith once it's realized.

And as much as is unknown, such as job, city, residence, etc., peace is about the only word that can be properly used to describe my attitude right now. I’m really not worried. At all. I’ve got the CRIMINAL JUSTICE EDUCATION AND TRAINING STANDARDS PERSONAL HISTORY FORM from the NORTH CAROLINA DEPARTMENT OF CRIMINAL JUSTICE STANDARDS DIVISION in front of me now, ready for the typewriter. And the more and more I look at it, the more and more I like North Carolina. The laws, the policies, the way the departments there work.

I've got homework for the holidays. High school transcripts, college transcripts, physical exams. And from one physical, the doctor's going to be signing at least three waivers, probably more, that say I'm fit enough to participate in physical activity and physical fitness exams.

However, the fact that, as of now, I'm not going to be given a PFT in January in Pennsylvania is kinda disappointing. I was really looking forward to it.

Also, it needs to start getting cold out. Really. I don’t like this t-shirt-in-December non-sense. I really am looking forward to Jersey and NY during break.

Tuesday, December 11, 2007

downsideup

I realized tonight how much not having a television or an internet connection has made me a much more productive person. Be it, I still find way to not do things that I should be doing; it's amazing how much work gets done when there's studying to do. The kitchen is now cleaner than when we moved into the place, and the rest of the apartment isn't too far behind.

Friday, December 7, 2007

two down; three to go

So anti-climactic. Turning in the final project this morning in class just didn't seem fitting to all the work that went into it.

Oh well. It's done. I'm glad. Nothing else needed.

So everybody put your best suit or dress on;
let's make believe that we are wealthy for just this once.

Thursday, December 6, 2007

you. pay attention.

I can't stand Evanescence. And that's what filling this place right now. I went here so I wouldn't get distracted and could compose my papers. And now...well, you get the idea. Dante's inferno. I've got to move. There. That's better.

Ha. I finally figured out what I'm going to get a certain someone for Christmas. I feel dumb that this idea didn't hit me until tonight. But I'm relieved now, now that I know what to get them.

I love this weather. It's finally feeling like it should: cold! I love it. So much. I'm glad to be traveling opposite of instinct this winter. North. To where I like.

So much that has been good this past week. Sunday was just that. Sunday. End of story. This was a week that I thought was going to be stress-free. Yes, two papers as finals was all I had to get done. Not much at all. Then there was an entire week before my first exam. Then the parking garage fell on me; I had no idea what was in store. So much that suddenly needed to be done. I don't know; maybe I care about things too much.

I don't know. Really. I don't know. Maybe I should stop caring so much. I flipped Tuesday night. Literally. I completely lost it. I couldn't compose a single sentence coherently in my head, let alone aloud to anyone I was speaking to. The dam was opened; the flood waters poured forth. But tonight, even though I've still got one project breathing down my neck, I have no stress. It'll get taken care of. And so will everything else. And it makes my outburst Tuesday night seem immature and stupid.

So much in this past semester that I've figured out. That I've been taught. As much as I'm ready to leave and go somewhere, I really don't know. Much. At all.

Monday, December 3, 2007

i can't process my thinkingness

"The views point in this story..."

Smooth Danny, really smooth.

2:32am. I should not be up. I should not be finishing my paper right now. I should not be blogging right now.

I am.

My eyes are glazing. I want a Dunkin' Dounts that is open 24hrs. a day so I can my a donut run now.

bed. now. goodnight.

Sunday, December 2, 2007

this is not how it's supposed to feel

I mean, come on--it's December! I sat out at the river in a t-shirt today; it's not supposed to be that warm. I want cold. NOW!

This weekend, I:

  1. Moved people to a third floor apartment;
  2. slid down a staircase on a mattress; and,
  3. drove a 30 foot truck.
Mattress sledding is really something I should get into. I'm glad I've gotten beyond restraining myself from being stupid.

Driving that truck really made me think. There I was, seeing the road from a much higher height than would normally be seen from a compact sedan. There's those little thoughts that enter your head when you're young; I've always been intrigued by truck drivers. I mean, you get paid to travel. And driving that moving truck around Columbia this weekend made me realize how much I still have that desire inside of me.

I'm insecure about not being insecure. Yes, I'm crazy.

Friday, November 30, 2007

don't go

It's hard to believe that today is the last day of November. It feels like just yesterday we were driving back from Pennsylvania.

Wednesday, November 28, 2007

down with viruses

Only the shallow know themselves. Oscar Wilde
I look at my semi-abandoned weblog and realize why it's in such a condition-I haven't sat down in front of a computer connected to the internet and spent enough time to compose anything in nearly a month. The past month has been, for lack of any better terms, interesting. So many lessons. Seemingly so little time in which they've been acquired.

But it brings me to my current status: There are times that I'm glad me and my roommate share things with each other. Then, there are other times when I despise the fact that we do.

Living in such close proximity to another human does have its advantages; however, the drawbacks include the fact that germs such as acute viral nasopharyngitis get transmitted much more easily than if two humans live separately.

As I'm emulating Frogger (and if you have to click on that link, I pity you) on Gervais Street this morning, it occurs to me that the fact that my nose is runny and my throat is aching probably is not a good thing. The fact that I'm popping Tylenol every six hours or so to remain functional does not indicate good things either. Incidentally, it's serouisly hard to dry-swallow pills when you're throat is aching.

I hate being sick. Aching doesn't bother me. What irritates me is it that seems the volume control has been turned to 185. Yes, the music still plays, but discerning any form what's being listened to is almost impossible.

This is what I feel like right now.

Wednesday, November 21, 2007

Friday, November 16, 2007

CWC

The cold burns at the lungs in your chest.

This is how I begin my cold weather conditioning. Forty degrees. Nothing but a pair of shorts, a t-shirt, and a pair of shoes and 4 miles of road in front of me. I did it in 30 minutes. Pretty good for my first time running in the cold this year. November and May are the two months I both hate and love. But it brings thoughts I my head. I can't help but think that I'm going to the be slowest one in January if I go back to Hershey. This is why I cannot fail. I will not allow anyone else to put me in the back of the line. If they even pick me at all. Here we go.

Anyway, I learned this week in house church that I need to be a cowboy when I grow up [like I'll ever grow up].

Monday, November 12, 2007

mostly how i feel

frail enough for fighting; throat dry enough for talking; confused enough to know directions; still enough to be trembling; see enough to know I'm blind; home enough to know I'm lost; cynical enough to believe

Thursday, November 8, 2007

Tuesday, November 6, 2007

staties

Most people get nervous when they get stopped by a single state trooper on the side of the road. The trooper talks with you, informs you of the error of your ways, and that's about it.

My Friday morning began with me being flanked by two state police officers in a tiny room asking me the most ambiguous questions I've ever heard. Not always how you want to start your non-weekend.

Nine and a half hours prior to previously stated tiny room, I got in a car with my roommate. He proceded to drive the nine hours to the State Police Academy in Hershey. I77, while not the most boring strech of highway, can definately is up there on the "longest stretch" list.

I think it's the pause between my first name and my last name that sent chills up my spine. Alright, here it is: what you've been sweating for the past week. Thoughts ran around my head as the first trooper shakes my hand and I follow him to the basement dorm where my interview was conducted.

15 minutes into the 30 minutes alotted for the test, I finish. 10 of the most ambiguous questions I've ever answered. I shake both troopers hands and head out. Exiting information includes that the class I'm applying for is the June 2008 class and that if I passed the interview, I've got the PFT in January.

I drove the 9 nine hours back to SC. I couldn't contain the thoughts that filled my head. Is this right? Should you take this job? Heck, one thing at a time: did you even pass? You sure could have answered those questions a lot better. What the heck were you thinking? Almost two hours were spent in silence. Thinking. Wondering. Praying. Thinking some more. It seemed so much of a waste. Time. Money.

Sha[c]k[e] on the La[c]k[e] was again, awesome. The quiet was needed. Realizations included: peace is something that I needed and that the stars at night are beautiful. Shooting stars are cool.

Friday continuted to come to mind. House of Prayer was, well, perfect, but I couldn't stop thinking about my test or anything else.

That's what house church was for. The story of Lot leaving Sodom and Gomorrah is one that many many people have discussed, but it has never hit in me as it did Tuesday night.

Plans. They're God's, and they're perfect. Even when they seem to grab your hand.

thankyou. somuch

Wednesday, October 31, 2007

[i shouldn't be worried about the future]

[i shouldn't be worried about friday]

(iam)

Wednesday, October 24, 2007

midnight run

The cool night air rushing by. Silence; only the sound of rubber abrading on asphalt fills the night. The quiet hiss of breaths being taken. The darkness ushering people into their dwellings; the streets and sidewalks empty, the oddities of civilzation abandoned. The burning sensation in the muscles that are used every day.

This is my favorite time of the day. This is my favorite time of year.

Tuesday, October 23, 2007

Friday, October 19, 2007

how far we've come

Advisement was yesterday. More terror.

The last advisement of my undergraduate career. I think my adviser was aggravated at me at first when he asked what I wanted to take next semester and I replied, "I don't know." It took a little bit, but I found out that I only need to take four classes next semester to meet my program requirements to graduate.


115 hours in the books. That means I'm only one lab and a P.E. class away from attaining my bachelor degree.


I remembered my first advisement in the same office three years ago. It seemed like there was so much time in front of me and that it would take forever to graduate from university. Now I look back and realize how naïve I was.

It still scares me that in seven months, I leave this place and enter the 'real' world somewhere.

Wednesday, October 17, 2007

we might be just a little fuzzy 'bout it later tonight

BAM! And one week is gone.

I remember this time last week. I was sleeping on my couch. Relaxing, looking a frantic week in the face.

Then came 6pm. Mid-term exam, which didn't last too long. And then, the long expected/planned-for road-trip.

Driving 1,783 miles and spending roughly 33 hours in a car is only one thing: AMAZING. Granted, it was tiring. But it was also fun. The best part of the trip was the 9 hours between Suffolk and Binghamton. While interstate highways are fast and efficient, there was something about driving on secondary roads that I enjoy. Not that there wasn't other fun, such as driving around a roundabout four times, learning how midgets are formed, acquiring new appendixes (appendices?), and lighting a birthday cake with a blowtorch. The mayhem continued with rivers, small villages, and of course, Dunkin Donuts and Wawa[s]. All the excitement I had prior to leaving was not unfounded. It was the best way to spend the two days off of school.

Then I got the letters from my test yesterday. I passed the written exam, and now have to go for the oral examination. I'm nervous about it. I really don't know where I'm going to be in eight months. It's slightly frightening.

Yikes.

Monday, October 8, 2007

Dear Blogger,

Thank you. So very much. I can't begin to express my gratitude for you. I mean, if it weren't for you, I would be finishing my paper right now. But instead of doing school work that's due tomorrow morning, I'm writing about how I waste time and not writing my paper. It's such a relief to know that when I finish this post, there's still school work waiting for me. There's only one of these that is important, and I'm glad that I'm writing in the one that matters.

Thank you,
Danny

The Procrastinator's Pledge:
1. I believe that if anything is worth doing, it would have been done already.
2. I shall never move quickly, except to avoid more work or find excuses.
3. I will never rush into a job without a lifetime of consideration.
4. I shall meet all of my deadlines directly in proportion to the amount of bodily injury I could expect from missing them.
5. I firmly believe that tomorrow holds the possibility for new technologies, astounding discoveries, and a reprieve from my obligations.
6. I truly believe that all deadlines are unreasonable regardless of the amount of time given.
7. I shall never forget that the probability of a miracle, though infinitesimally small, is not exactly zero.
8. If at first I don't succeed, there is always next year.
9. I shall always decide not to decide, unless of course I decide to change my mind.
10. I shall always begin, start, initiate, take the first step, and/or write the first word, when I get around to it.
11. I obey the law of inverse excuses which demands that the greater the task to be done, the more insignificant the work that must be done prior to beginning the greater task.
12. I know that the work cycle is not plan/start/finish, but is wait/plan/plan.
13. I will never put off tomorrow what I can forget about forever.
14. I will become a member of the ancient Order of Two-Headed Turtles (The Procrastinator's Society) if I get around to it.

Friday, October 5, 2007

exhausted

i need more than 4 hours of sleep per night.

5 days to go. i think i can make it.

Monday, October 1, 2007

Catskills bowling league

After spending hours working on a paper early into the morning, I didn't think class today would be bearable without some sort of stimulant.

Fully equipped with my coffee mug in one hand and my draft in the other, I walked into class.

Ironically, we talked about probably the worst subject ever. At least, the one I didn't want to hear about. Rip Van Winkle. 20 years of sleep.

And at that moment, it didn't sound so bad.

And this looks like fun:
"Total approximate distance: 1,769 miles
Total approximate drive time: 32 hours 42 mins"

Sunday, September 30, 2007

Three Rivers Greenway. Schuylkill River park system. I don't care where in the country it's located. I love all of these river systems.

As I climb out into the river, onto the rocks, the water's edge beckons to me, drawing my imagination back in time. Back to the days when Europeans were discovering these natural wonders for the first time. Back to the Revolutionary War battles fought on the banks. Back the the Civil War's crossing points.

I love it.

Friday, September 28, 2007

dc sleeps alone tonight

where i am

This is the third time I've seen something about a job in the District in the past month.

I'm not sure what it means. I don't understand. Please lead me, God.

"I'm staring at the asphalt wondering what's buried underneath."

Sunday, September 23, 2007

here we go

So much done in so little time.

I have to re-affirm this: I love roadtrips. Leave at 11pm. Drive for 8 hours. Take a test. Walk the city for another 10 hours. Drive home. The exhaustion is a welcome feeling. It affirms that I'll sleep well tonight.

Scantron. 90 questions, 90 minutes. Let the proctor know when you're finished. Seemed like a normal test.

Until I finished in 30 minutes. No one else was close to done. So I went through and did the exam a second time to make sure my answers were correct. 20 minutes later, I handed the exam to the proctor, still, the first to finish. The LT's congratulations helped ease a bit of the hesitance I felt towards the test. 5-7 weeks and we'll see what happens.

Dear God, show me what to do. where to go.


Not only a trip to D.C. to take the State Police exam, but also a time to see the sights of the city.

There's so many things that I saw this past weekend that I'm glad I had never taken time to see. World War Two Memorial. Korean War Memorial. "The Wall." Tomb of the Unknowns. It's the gravity of the sights that I would never have appreciated years ago.

"Is it possible to be nostalgic for a world you never knew existed?" -Motorcycle Diaries.

Thursday, September 20, 2007

say the first thing that comes into your head

This week has been insane. INSANE.

The back and forth from one end of the spectrum to the other is what's doing it. This weekend was stressful, and it was all Target's fault. When you're upset at your employer/job before and after work, when it starts to carry over into your everyday life, then it should be a sign that change is in order. Sunday was a reprieve, and it was much needed. Then it all began again when I went to work Monday night. It's been one of those things I've been praying about for a while, and after a few things happened that night, I walked into my HR manager's office and told her I needed a break. Officially, it's called a Leave-Of-Absence. Unofficially, it's called no-more Target. And it goes into effect in two weeks.

So to say I was happy the next day was an understatement. To make it even better, a group of us went and saw Jim Gaffigan.

Wednesday, I fell asleep on the couch for a three hour nap.

Tonight=procrastinanting on English homework. It's not that bad; Wieland isn't as good as I was told it was going to be.

Major roadtrip this weekend. I can't wait.

Excited and terrified. I have no clue what to do.

Monday, September 17, 2007

Oct 4.

I am extremely happy.

frustrated

I don't think I could have been more frustrated than I was this weekend.

I really wish I could see where this is supposed to end, when this trial is supposed to stop.

Thursday, September 13, 2007

constantine

carry me,
Your love is wider than my need could ever be
come to me,
and i will walk along Your shore line
feel Your crashing waves sing in time
with the pounding of my heart

come down, pour out on me

river deep,
could i know You as well as You know me?
Constantine, will we travel faster, farther than these
legs could ever trustworthy be?

come down, pour out on me

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

midnight show

There is something peaceful about a train's whistle, something about the way a streetlight illuminates the pavement that brings peace to me.

I ran tonight (but I guess it was really this morning). Farther than I have in a long time. To the stadium and back. It felt great.

I love my mute button for life. To talk with God for a good 20 minutes is something that I don't get to do often.

You name me;
Who am I
that I should company with Something so divine?

Saturday, September 8, 2007

16-12

That is all you need to know.

Friday, September 7, 2007

hello, my name is oscar

I've gotten about 4 hours of sleep a night per night for the past week.

I'm exhausted. And I think my bed might have a tractor beam in it.

Tuesday, September 4, 2007

when free, isn't

Today has been one adventure after another. And for a "Monday-after-a-three-day-weekend," I've rather enjoyed myself. Rather.

My two big lessons of the day: 1) Stopping is expensive and 2) I hate conference calls.

I had to run to work today to get on a conference call. Granted, as much as I enjoyed getting paid for sitting and doing nothing for an hour and a half and only speaking three sentences, it was pretty boring to just sit and scroll through my old emails.

Second, I took my car to the repair shop to get the brakes replaced. $48.90, or something like that, right?

WRONG.

After a "free" brake inspection, it was determined that I needed to get $209 in brake repair (so much for free). So, several hours, several sudokus, several crosswords, and several hundred dollars later, my car is now officially...umm...better.

And if I was in control of my life, I'd think that I should start worrying.

Friday, August 31, 2007

note to self-don't do this again

Food poisining isn't fun. At all.

As I'm getting ready for work yesterday, I ate lunch. And, what at the time I thought of as no consequense, I finished the bottom of the carton of chocolate milk. I then drove off to work.

Thirty minutes later, I was heaving my cookies and laying on my office floor. I was nauseated, quivering, and curled in ball. It was all I could to reach my radio and alert my supervisor.

It felt like I got hit by a train. I never want to do that again.

Tuesday, August 28, 2007

speaking of 8am...

Early mornings are a mixed blessing. I love the early morning, my cup of coffee, SC highlights on ETV Radio, and the general peace associated with getting up <8am.

However, it's the getting up (read: out of bed) that's the problem. But since I've got an 8am class for the next two weeks, hopefully, it'll be better than 8am's have been in the past. Granted, it's been much easier than in the past (and getting up at 7:30a for the entire summer has definately helped), but I'm still trying to work through my inital hatred of the 8am schedule block.
Something I realized this weekend: wherever [or if] I move to, there has to be a good park system. The Three Rivers is something I cherish, from running, to biking, to rock hopping, and general funness [<---yes, that's a word; fun+ness], and it'll definately need to be replaced by something, no matter where I go. The ability to take a 20 minute walk and be surrounded by nothing man-made but what's on your back, then to stand on rock and feel the wind blow by you, the breeze being the only sound-I love it.

Monday, August 27, 2007

here we go again

Of course, three weeks after it's supposed to be posted, my professor posts the grade for my class. It just adds to the rest of the fun that these past couple days have been.

I officially hate the financial aid office. As in, Star Wars Death Star laser hate.

Final note: don't park somewhere you're not supposed to. If you do, the towing company will come and take your lunch money.

Sunday, August 26, 2007

internet-less

I think my lack of an internet connection is a big reason for letting my blog go unused for the past several weeks.

Oh well.

Maybe I'll fix that later.

Monday, August 20, 2007

[i've been too busy]

my last year of university starts in three days.

yikes.

Tuesday, August 7, 2007

America's Star, pt. 2

Tonight, I'm pulling my first all-nighter since...well, last semester.

My internship finished two weeks ago, but, because of the university's policy regarding such academic activity, I still have several things to finish to receive course credit and a grade for the unpaid internship.

Which brings me back to Friday. The professor who was supposed to let me know when things were due (who, I might mention, hadn't contacted me since June) finally emailed me on Friday afternoon (right before I left) letting me know that I had two papers and an evaluation due on Wednesday afternoon.

Fastforwarding to right now, I'm sitting in C[coffee shop]s researching the 8-10 page research paper. And, of course, I've already changed the topic.

Sitting on the porch one night, Michael and I started talking about the attachment to a certain street in Cola. Regardless of its slope, I can't deny the role it and about fifteen people associated with said street have played in my life. I am not looking forward to finishing school. Well, leaving Cola. School is hit-or-miss most of the time.

I don't know what God's planned. But I can't wait to find out. And this summer has allowed this to become one of the first times I've been able to say that in a while.

Sunday, August 5, 2007

the next three days

Friday, before leaving town for the weekend, I found out that I've got two papers due by Wednesday.

Plus, an evaluation that I have to fax tomorrow and get back before Wednesday. Looks like I better get started.

Side note-I really like my new haircut. Simple. Easy. Buzz. That is all.

Friday, August 3, 2007

this one's for you

I must admit, I love "Hey There Delilah."
Hey there Delilah
What's it like in New York City?
I'm a thousand miles away
But girl, tonight you look so pretty
Yes you do
Times Square can't shine as bright as you
I swear it's true
It was released 25 January 2005. It's amazing, both lyrically and musically.
Hey there Delilah
Don't you worry about the distance
I'm right there if you get lonely
Give this song another listen
Close your eyes
Listen to my voice, it's my disguise
I'm by your side
But I'm starting to hate the song. Everywhere I go, every radio station I tune in to, it's being played.
Hey there Delilah
I've got so much left to say
If every simple song I wrote to you
Would take your breath away
I'd write it all
Even more in love with me you'd fall
We'd have it all
For such a touching song, it saddens me that it's being killed by radio playtime.
A thousand miles seems pretty far
But they've got planes and trains and cars
I'd walk to you if I had no other way
It's happened again.
Oh it's what you do to me
What you do to me.

Tuesday, July 31, 2007

you think you know who you are. you have no idea

I have no clue where I will be one year from tomorrow.

It is a frightening thought, yet comforting at the same time.

Monday, July 30, 2007

I hate being in the position where I see someone that I can't help.

It's eating at me too much.

James 1:5
If any of you lack wisdom, let him ask of God, that giveth to all men liberally, and does not reproach; and it shall be given to him.

Wednesday, July 25, 2007

10 Reasons To Drink More Water

[from http://ririanproject.com]

I know you’ve heard this many times - “Drink more water!”. Yet, 99% of the people don’t heed this advice. Maybe if water was more expensive, people would pay more attention to consume enough of it on a daily basis. We are living in a dehydrated world of carbonated beverages, caffeine and alcohol.

I bet you don’t know how important is water for your health, figure and well-being. But drinking water is not just a trend, it’s essential! Everything your body does it does better with a healthy supply of water, every system in your body depends on water.

So here are 10 reasons why drinking water is good for you and why you should make drinking water part of your daily routine:

1. Get Healthy Skin

Nothing will improve the appearance of your skin better than consuming enough water. It’s a pity women spend so much money on skin products, while neglecting the cheapest and most effective one - water. Water is the single most important element for cellular integrity. Drinking water moisturizes your skin from the inside out. Water is also essential to maintaining elasticity and suppleness and helps prevent dryness. The real fountain of youth can be found in a glass of water.

2. Flush Toxins

Water helps remove toxins from the body, in particular from the digestive tract. Our kidney system is unique in its filtering capabilities and totally dependent upon water in order for it to work. Daily fluid intake is essential to its efficient operation, particularly because there is some decrease in function with age. Water helps get rid of excess nitrogen, urea, and ketones, so it is particularly important when following a high protein diet. You need even more water to help your kidneys do their work if you’re eating big to gain weight.

3. Reduce Your Risk Of Heart Attack

Researchers at Loma Linda University in California studied more than 20,000 healthy men and women and found that people who drink more than five glasses of water a day were less likely to die from a heart attack or heart disease than those who drank fewer than two glasses a day.

4. Cushion And Lube Your Joints And Muscles

Water makes up a large part of the fluid that lubricates and cushions your joints and muscles. And although not the only element associated with muscle cramps, athletes have long recognized that even mild dehydration can produce cramps. So drinking water before, during and after exercise can also help reduce muscle cramping and premature fatigue.

According to the American College of Sports Medicine, adequate fluid replacement helps to maintain hydration therefore optimizing and enhancing performance of those participating in regular exercise. They suggest flavored waters to promote hydration and to increase palatability. Products such as Gatorade’s Propel Fitness Water are, therefore, terrific substitutes for plain water to increase fluid intake and meet the optimum consumption of water per day, thus enhancing performance and lessening the possibility of dehydration.

5. Get Energized And Be Alert

On average, most adults lose about 10 cups of fluid a day through sweating, exhaling, urinating, and bowel movements. Even minor dehydration can cause impaired concentration, headaches, irritability and fatigue.

Water is also essential for proper circulation in the body. The levels of oxygen in the bloodstream are greater when the body is well hydrated. The more oxygen the body has readily available the more fat it will burn for energy without the presence of oxygen the body cannot utilize stored fat for energy efficiently. Not only will the body burn more fat when well hydrated but because there are increased oxygen levels you will also have more energy.

Drinking more water everyday will help your think more clearly. Research has repeatedly shown that staying hydrated is necessary for the human brain, which is 85 percent water, to function at optimal levels. That is why many school systems throughout the country now encourage students to keep a bottle of water at their desks and to drink it throughout the day.

6. Stay Regular

Water helps prevent constipation by adding fluid to the colon and bulk to stools. Something as simple as fluid plays a major role in preventing constipation. Not only does the liquid encourage bowel movement, but it also softens the stools.

Water is essential for proper digestion, nutrient absorption and chemical reactions. The carbohydrates and proteins that our bodies use as food are metabolized and transported by water in the bloodstream. But no less important is the ability of water to transport waste material out of our bodies.

7. Reduce Your Risk Of Disease And Infection

Consistent failure to drink enough water can lead to Chronic Cellular Dehydration. This condition where the body’s cell are never quite hydrated enough leave them in a weakened state, vulnerable to attack from disease. It weakens the body’s overall immune system and leads to chemical, nutritional and pH imbalances that can cause a host of diseases.

When you don’t have enough water in your body, your cells start to draw water from the bloodstream. Your heart has to work harder because your blood gets sludgy, and your body starts to redirect blood away from less vital areas. Dehydration can set in even before you start to feel thirsty. This is a great strain on the body because it impairs the kidneys in their vital function of purifying the blood and helping the body get rid of toxins.

Also Michaud and coworkers found that the incidence of cancer in the urinary bladder was reduced significantly by a high fluid intake in a ten-year study involving nearly 48,000 men. The top 20% of subjects who participated in the study drank 2500 ml per day or more, while the bottom 20% drank 1200 ml or less. The authors concluded that within this range, the risk of bladder cancer decreased by 7% for every 240 ml of fluid added.

8. Regulate Your Body Temperature

Water regulates the body’s cooling system. Sports drinks are useful when consumed after or during vigorous and prolonged exercise in high heat. But most experts agree that water works better than carbohydrates or sugared beverages for moderate exercise. For instance, if you drink 12 ounces of plain water, your body will absorb 8 ounces of it within 15 minutes. If you drink 12 ounces of a 10% sugar solution, less than 1 ounce will be absorbed in the same period. The typical soft drink is a 10 to 12% sugar solution.

Water is the nutrient your body needs the most. Between 55 and 75 percent of adult body weight is water, and it is critical in regulating all body organs and temperature.

9. Burn More Fat And Build More Muscle

It has been shown that dehydration decreases protein synthesis. Protein synthesis is what builds muscle. It is an energy costly process. When you suppress protein synthesis, fewer calories end up building proteins and more calories end up in your fat stores. It’s elementary: calories have two possible fates - they either get burned, or they get stored. When more of the calories you eat get burned, less will get stored.

Increased water consumption can help you control weight by preventing you from confusing hunger with thirst. Water will also keep your body systems, including metabolism and digestion, working properly and give you the energy (and hydration) necessary for exercise.

10. Get Well

The traditional prescription to ‛drink plenty of fluids‛ when you’re sick still holds strong. Water can help control a fever, replace lost fluids, and thin out mucus. Water plays a vital role in nearly every bodily function. Lack of water is the #1 trigger of daytime fatigue. A mere 2% drop in body water can trigger fuzzy short-term memory, trouble with basic math, and difficulty focusing on the computer screen or on a printed page.

Water is the substance of life. Life can not exist without water. We must constantly be adding fresh water to our body in order to keep it properly hydrated. Water can be a miracle cure for many common ailments such as headaches, fatigue, joint pain, and much more.

Be sure to drink even more fluid whenever you increase your physical activity, when eating a high fiber diet, during hot weather, at high altitudes, in low humidity locations, and when you’re sick, especially if you have a fever, vomiting, or diarrhea. The best way to figure out if you’re drinking enough water is to look at your urine. It should be a very light shade of yellow. Drink up if it’s darker. Let your thirst guide you, also. You might not need eight glasses to feel hydrated on a mild day. You could crave nine or 10 if it’s hot or you’re exercising. Bottom line? Your body is 70 percent water and needs it for digestion, healthy skin, blood circulation, temperature control and lots of other reasons.

Tuesday, July 24, 2007

a walking magazine?

What's wrong with us? Do we need advice for everything? Can't we do anything on our own? Like magazines meant to give tips on walking. I don't need too much advice on walking. I think I learned the basics at about 9 months, and by the time I was four or five, I was an expert. And I don't think anyone needs a magazine published monthly to provide a continuing education of such a basic science. It's fairly obvious that if you want to get in shape, walking, rather than driving, places is a great way to do it.

I think the farther and the faster you walk, the more frequently you walk and the more hills you climb, then the better shape you'll be in. And buying a well-manufactured pair of sneakers is probably a good idea, too. So...yeah, that's about it. What more can you put in a magazine?

Well, if you want more tips, you can start sending me $34.50 for your subscription, this month I'll send you a letter reminding you to get off your butt and walk to the store. In next month's issue, I'll encourage you to walk to work or maybe even the dry cleaners or the library. And in the coming months I'll provide you with even more exciting destinations, like walking to a lake, or the park. Perhaps I'll even reveal some walking secrets--like leaning forward when you're climbing steep hills.

Monday, July 16, 2007

It's been too, too busy these past several weeks.

But they've been too full to even complain a small amount. By far, I had one of the best 04 Julys ever. Aside from a roadtrip with friends, doughnuts, and coffee, I got to blow things away for fun. And, unfortunately, I have to admit, I was giggling like a school girl as I lit the fuses. It was the best Wednesday since April.

Then, a few days later, was my birthday. We basically repeated the 4th trip, yet, it was still a blast.

I don't care that I've been working 65 hours a week-this is the best summer ever.

Thursday, July 12, 2007

Wednesday, July 11, 2007

i hate the registrar's office

Not that that's anything new.

I just wanted to reiterate it.

I ran around campus for an entire hour today. And I couldn't even finish what I needed to. That kind of upsets me a little.

And for a birthday present for myself, I lost my ATM card. That further complicates my 60 hour week.

Tuesday, July 10, 2007

Apparently, I'm more responsible today than I was two days ago.

Friday, July 6, 2007

I was awakened at 4am by a bat flying around my room.

It was a little strange.

Wednesday, July 4, 2007

the 4th

I bought something this weekend with money I didn't have. Kinda scary.

And I have to mention this: today, Wednesday, was the most amazing Wednesday since I rode with CMPD. Why? Here's a few reasons:

  1. Roadtrip to MB,
  2. slept 4 hours,
  3. had Dunkin Dounts for breakfast,
  4. walked 1.5 miles on the beach,
  5. drove back to Cola,
  6. worked for 4 hours,
  7. watched Bill and Ted,
  8. and, I got to shoot explosives into the air.

Tuesday, July 3, 2007

I finally get my computer back tomorrow. Ah, to have a connection to information [read Wikipedia].

I haven't updated my podcasts in over three weeks. I think I'm going through withdrawal.

Wednesday, June 20, 2007

i want a SMALL!

Now, as good Starkbucks coffee can be (sometimes), they have unnecessarily complicated my life (and probably everyone else's life, too). I'm not even going to deal with the fact that they make you choose between a million different kinds of coffee, like decaf, macchiato, americano, skinny, ice, mocha, latte, and all that other useless stuff. I'll deal with that issue another time.

Remember the old days, when you asked for a cup of coffee and someone would say, "Large or small?" Well, apparently, "large" and "small," weren't good enough for Starbucks. So they come out with "short" and "tall." That was complicating, but it wasn't the end of the world.

So what went wrong? First, they introduced a new size above "tall:" "Grande!" So "grande" became large. Well, all of a sudden, "tall" became "medium," and "short" became "small." So if you asked for a "tall," you get a "medium." Well, I didn't want a "medium." I wanted tall! Tall is big! Right??

Then they added another size of drinks, a larger size than "grande." Now you can get a "vente!" (which is apparently Italian for "humongous"). And to make matters worse, after introducing "vente," you couldn't get a "short" aymore, because "tall" became"small!" I went in and asked for a "tall," and I got the smallest thing on the menu!

So every time I go into one of their stores, I end up having a fight with the poor guy or girl with the multiple piercings behind the counter. I say "I want a small iced coffee," to which they reply, "You mean tall?" "NO, I DON'T MEAN TALL! I said small and I mean small!" and I have to argue with the guy while the people behind me are getting annoyed and wanting to have me physically ejected from the store. So then I have to go down the street to Dunkin Donuts--where they still understand the words "large" and "small."

So here's my resolution: I'm going to walk into Starbucks from now on and I'm going to refuse to play their game. I'm going to refuse to use their obtuse nomenclature. From now on, I'm going to walk up to the counter and say, "Gimme two bucks worth," and when they say, "Do you want tall, grande, short, vente..." I'm gonna say, "you figure it out. Here's my two bucks, give me as much coffee as that'll buy." And if they have to fill the thing up three quarters of the way, or give me a cup and a half, that's what I'm going to get.

So next time you walk into a Starbucks...just walk up to the counter and say "give me a buck fifty's worth of coffee," and see what they do. It's kind of like Alice's Restaurant.

Tuesday, June 19, 2007

1988 Chevrolet Sprint Hatchback Coupe 2D



Condition Value


Excellent
$550


Good
$475


Fair
$370


Wonderful.

Monday, June 18, 2007

Top Bumper Stickers Seen Around the World

If That Phone Was Up Your Butt, Maybe You Could Drive A Little Better

If At First You Don't Succeed… Blame Someone Else And Seek Counseling

If You Can Read This, I've Lost My Trailer

Horn Broken… Watch For Finger

It's Not How You Pick Your Nose, But Where You Put The Booger

You're Just Jealous Because The Voices Are Talking To Me

This Would Be Really Funny If It Weren't Happening To Me

Cleverly Disguised As A Responsible Adult

Eat Right, Exercise, Die Anyway

Honk If Parts Falls Off

Where Are We Going And Why Am I In This Hand Basket?

If You Can Read This, Please Flip Me Back Over… [Seen upside down on a Jeep]

Remember: Stop Lights Timed For 35mph Are Also Timed For 70mph

Guys: No Shirt, No Service. Gals: No Shirt, No Charge [Reported To Be Seen On A Restaurant]

If Walking Is So Good For You, Then Why Does My Mailman Look Like Jabba The Hut?

Body By Nautilus; Brain By Mattel

Boldly Going Nowhere

Cat: The Other White Meat

Caution—Driver Legally Blonde!

Honk If You've Never Seen An Uzi Fired From A Car Window

How Many Roads Must A Man Travel Down Before He Admits He Is Lost?

Money Isn't Everything, But It Sure Keeps The Kids In Touch

Saw It… Wanted It… Had A Fit… Got It!

My Hockey Mom Can Beat Up Your Soccer Mom

All Men Are Animals, Some Just Make Better Pets

Friday, June 15, 2007

You never know how much you use a part of your body until it's painful to do so.

I never knew my shoulder was connected to so many parts of my body. I never knew I used it to complete so many tasks.

Thursday, June 14, 2007

Things I like:

  1. Driving to another state
  2. Frisbee
  3. Dunkin' Doughnuts
  4. Wawa
  5. Cycling
  6. Hanging with friends
  7. Sleeping in

And in the past 72 hours, I have done all of the above.

Wednesday, June 6, 2007

Monday only reinforced my detest for drivers in this state. And I'm ready to go on vacation. Can't I just fast-forward life?

5 more days. I think I can make it.

Tuesday, June 5, 2007

Monday, June 4, 2007

crash [dummy]

I saw it coming. But there was no avoiding it. No escape. Cars to the left; pedestrians to the right. I had to go straight in and take it.

Fourteen seconds earlier, I was on my way to Blockbuster to return my overdue movie. My left hand rested on top of the wheel; my right hand lingered on the stick shift. My seatbelt ran from my left shoulder to the buckle and across my lower waist. My speed was in the high 20's.

Then I saw it. The green SUV pulling across my intended direction of travel. And all of a sudden, the little things that I thought mattted, didn't.

The stick smoothly slipped into second gear as my foot depressed the brake and I tried, to no avail however, to keep the tires from locking up on the slick pavement.

A myriad of thoughts ran through my head. From, "Why did you pull in front of me?", to, "I just fixed that engine."

IMPACT. And both vehicles stopped. I jumped out and ran to see if the woman I hit was ok. A little dazed, fortunately, she wasn't hurt at all.

And as emergency services arrived on scene, for just a moment, Tyler Durden's voice played in my head:
"You just had a near-life expierience!"

Wednesday, May 30, 2007

Almost there...

Except for a couch, a desk, and a dresser, I have moved all of my earthly belongings into my new residence.

Thanks to Michael for the huge hand he provided to me. But this was not a time of only moving. We also made some important discoveries. We found out that cookies are good-especially when you eat the entire bag. We also discovered that you can fit unbelievable amounts of material inside a regular sedan.

Good bye, Blossom Street. Nice to know you.

Monday, May 28, 2007

Maybe it's just the way I am, but I really want to move. Some place different. The list is growing everyday. Charlotte, NC. New Jersey. Anchorage, AK. Los Angeles, CA. Monroe County, FL. Washington, DC. Honolulu, HI.

And I wanted to share that.

Monday, May 21, 2007

America's Star

I walked by myself today. On the way out to the car, there I was. Five years ago. I passed myself, and continued walking. I stared at myself, struck by the similarities, yet, also the differences.

I'm sure the teenager who walked by me on his way to the high school around the corner from my house had no idea that he reminded me of myself. That gait, that look, that way me carried his bag the way I used to. Myself five years ago-as a junior in high school.

I wanted to tell me what to do, what not to do, what to say, what not to say, but then I realize that me won't turn out as I have. All the mistakes (and there's more than I can remember) I've made and all the places I've screwed up. Yet, I'm here. I walked into a building today, the inside of which few people in their lives will ever see. That's where I've come. And I don't know where I'm going.

But seeing me today in front of the house reminded I of one thing: I'm glad the Navigator is plotting my course.

Today was my first day at my internship. Aside from meeting a lot of people's whose names I forgot fairly quickly, I sorted things all day. I did get to ride around for a little bit, and that was fun. I'm thankful for it

But I'm still trying to figure out this whirlwind of a weekend.

I walk in Friday, and that person who's played a substantial part of my development over the past two years is gone. L-T told me that that person wasn't to come here anymore, and that I was to quash any rumors. Rumors of what? He didn't tell me the truth to quash the rumors with.

Saturday, May 19, 2007

I find it somewhat humorous when people try to lure me to opportunities and positions based on the amount of money they can give me. Apparently, these people don't know me as well as they think they do.

Wednesday, May 16, 2007

The absence of an internet connection at my home surprisingly hasn't fazed me. That makes me glad.

What has happened is that other people have gotten more upset that I can't respond to emails quicker than once a day.

Oh well.

Monday, May 14, 2007

aftermath

There were several things I realized (and re-realized) on the trip this weekend:
  1. People who live in the north seem to know how to drive. I think people in the south watch NASCAR too much.
  2. I really like the new Relient K album. That, Bright Eyes, and Counting Crows were the majority of my trip's soundtrack.
  3. I need to visit my relatives more often.
  4. I love Maryland House. End of story.
  5. Wawa is a necessary stop. They should open one near my house.
  6. There needs to be more Dunkin' Donuts in SC.
  7. Forgetting the cellphone charger and cellphone=ok. Forgetting only the cellphone charger=not ok. Forgetting the iPod cable too didn't make it better.
  8. Charlie the Unicorn is stuck in my head, for better or for worse.
  9. "Restricted parking zones" blocked off with cones can be parked in.
  10. There needs to be more people who like to play frisbee.
  11. I need to travel more often. Money is no objection.

Friday, May 11, 2007

raining in Philadelphia

Several hundred miles later, I'm sitting here at my uncle's house outside of Philadelphia. Raining.

David and I left Columbia around 4:15a. The set-up wasn't too bad. With my mom's van, and the back seat taken down, we had a decent bed in the back of the van. Since David got "crunked," he drove first, and I took a nap in the back .

With as many bad wrecks as I've seen from driver fatigue, I was glad when David woke me up around 5:45a and told me he was tired. We pulled into a gas station, quickly switched positions, and continued on our way.

Aside from the quick caffination stop in North Carolina, the ride to Richmond was fairly uneventful. After we passed through Richmond, David woke up and wanted to know when we were eating. That led to the stop at Wawa.

From there, the only big part of the trip up was the stop at my favorite place on I-95: Maryland House!

And now we're here.

I love it up here.

Monday, May 7, 2007

and yet again, i'm struck by the lack of permance

My roommate walked into my room and handed me five pieces of paper. Five pieces of fabric-based, green-colored paper with a dead persons picture on them.

People attribute value to these objects.

I can understand the arguments for a social-economical barter-exchange system. I accept that money will always exist.

The disturbing part is that people devote their entire lives to the quest of having more economic capital than other people. They devote themselves to having things, possessions, objects.
"You're not your job. You're not how much money you have in the bank. You're not the car you drive. You're not the contents of your wallet."
It's all going to burn in the end. So why bother and try to hoard it?

What happens when sleep is deprived:

I found this article online earlier today. And because many of my friends decide to test human endurance, I thought it was very applicable.

Why do we sleep? One way to study the need for sleep is to look at the effects of total sleep deprivation. It has been known for a long time that sleep has a detrimental effect; something used to good effect by the military for generations. The ancient Romans, for example, used tormentum vigilae (waking torture) to extract information from their enemies.

The effects of sleep deprivation over time are:

Night 1. Most people are capable of going without sleep for a night. The experience is tolerable but usually uncomfortable.

Night 2. The urge to sleep is much stronger, particularly between 3-5 a.m., when the body temperature is at its lowest.

Night 3. Tasks requiring sustained attention and mental calculations become seriously impaired. This is particularly the case if the task is repetitious and boring. Again, the early hours are the most crucial to needing sleep.

Night 4. From this night onwards, periods of micro-sleep occur. People stop what they are doing and stare into space for up to three seconds. The end of micro-sleep is accompanied by a return to full awareness. Confusion, irritability, misperception and the 'hat phenomenon' occur [a tightening around the head is felt as though a hat too small for the head is being worn].

Night 5. On top of the effects previously mentioned, delusions [false beliefs] may be experienced. Intellectual and problem-solving abilities are largely unimpaired.

Night 6. Symptoms of depersonalization occur and a clear sense of identity is lost. This is called sleep deprivation psychosis. Adapted from Huber-Weidman, 1976.

The effects of sleep deprivation are more psychological than physical. Reflexes are impaired but heart rate, respiration, blood pressure and body temperature show very little change. The main physical consequences seem to be hand tremors, droopy eyelids, problems in focusing the eyes and a heightened sensitivity to pain.

Interestingly, we seem able to catch up with sleep in a much shorter time than was lost through deprivation. A person who loses three nights of sleep might only need a slighted extended sleep in order to feel fully refreshed.

Sunday, May 6, 2007

which choice do i want?

It's weird. I log into VIP. I starting getting nervous to see my grades. Nothing terrible, but just the difference between an A and B.

Then I find they're not posted. And I start getting aggravated. Over something just a few seconds ago I was nervous to see.

I should change that first sentence: I'm weird.

Thursday, May 3, 2007

Directions from New York to Paris, courtesy Google















Seriously. Look closely at line 24 in the directions. Or click here to try it yourself

Wednesday, May 2, 2007

[the start of] exam week

Unlike most people during exam week, I really can't complain. The past two days have been exam-free for me.

Reading day, or "Tuesday," really is mislabeled. How many people spend this day reading? Really, it should be called "drinking day" or something to more accurately reflect what the average college student does on this day. Historically, I never have read on this day set aside for solely that. This time around was no different, as no reading was accomplished. Except maybe the trail signs. And I didn't even read those well, as evidence by my riding. As David put it, the score for the day ended up, Harbison State Forest-2, Danny-0. We hadn't even gotten on the trail yet, and I fell off my bike. The first wipe-out was actually kinda cool; I rode into a ditch. That wasn't as cool as the fact that when I went flying over the handlebars, I was conscientious enough to land on my feet. I picked my bike up, and continued on the easy trail. Not more than two minutes later, my front wheel slipped on the pine straw. I had two options: lay it out, or run into a tree. I chose the former, and I've got the cuts on my knee to prove it.

Being the easy trail, I thought the rest of the 8 miles or so to go would be horrible. Come to find out, those were the only times I fell. I felt so juvenile. I fell on the easy trail. Twice.

Today, not having any exams, I decided to volunteer to be a juror for a mock trial that occurred at the NAC. Given that my chosen profession excludes me from regular jury duty, a decided that the experience would be worth it. That, and the fact that I love the American Criminal Justice system, I wanted to see as much of it as I could. I heard a case that had been brought before a United States District Court that the Department of Justice was using to test it's new Assistant United States Attorneys. It was very interesting.

One last thing: if you fall asleep on your keyboard, compose an email consisting of just spaces that you typed with your forehead (a skill I didn't know I possessed), you may have been studying just a little too much.

Friday, April 27, 2007

presidential election 2008

Ron Paul

Mike Gravel

These two have my vote in the primaries.

Wednesday, April 25, 2007

free times 4.25.07


























This was in the paper today, and echoed my thoughts about news media.

Friday, April 20, 2007

frustrations

In times like these, I get frustrated with people. Not the victims, not the families of the victims, not the people involved in the situation.

It's the people not at all involved in the ordeal that become involved that get on my nerves.

32 people killed, 1 suicide, and 29 injured people.

One loss of life is irrepritable. To lose so many over one person's anger is as disconcerting a cause as any.

But to broadcast to the general public the message of a killer who documented his training and mindset to an astonishing degree is just as disconcerting.

The fact that not only one, but many news organizations broadcast these images and language on their networks bothers me. A certain personality on a certain news network asserted that while he was sad about the plight of the victims and the victims' families and close friends, it was necessary for "evil" "to be exposed" and to "inspire" lawmakers to take corrective action.

It's not.

Superintendent Colonel Steven Flaherty of the Virginia State Police made a statement that I whole-heartedly agree with:
"They're the type of things that those of us in my walk of life usually have to contend with and deal with. And I just hate that a lot of folks that are not used to seeing that type of image had to see it."

Frustrating me even more is the fact that people in various positions use this event as a way to further themselves in public eye. That's not what this is about.

This is a time to sorrow.

This is about life. This is about death. This is about the 32 people who died. This is about the 29 people who survived. This is about 1 person who inflicted damage.

This is not about politics.

Wednesday, April 18, 2007

there is such a thing as a free lunch

I realized something about free ice cream day at Ben and Jerry's yesterday: it's the best college holiday ever. Think about it. You give me ice cream for doing something that I do on a daily basis: wait in line.

Tuesday, April 17, 2007

People are talking about kicking "weird" people out of college.

I guess that means there won't be anyone left in school.

Sunday, April 15, 2007

my math problem for the year

Taxes are due in 36 hours.

I should probably start on mine sometime soon.

Thursday, April 12, 2007

Class M, here I come

I didn't want to drive all the way to the Department of Motor Vehicles just to grab a driver's manual. I thought that there had to be another way.


There is.

Visit SCDMVonline and you can download any one of the myriad of forms you might need before visiting your local office. I found the entire manual on the website, which saved me a trip down Bluff Road.

168 hours

168 hours ago, I was with CMPD, responding to calls for service. It feels like it was yesterday.

This past week has gone by way too fast.

Wednesday, April 11, 2007

furnace in april=not good

I'm sick of these gas bills. I live in South Carolina, dogonit. I shouldn't have to heat my house in April.

[rant is over]

I went to the career fair today with a jaded attitude. It was something to the effect of, "What can you give me that the feds and CMPD can't?" Though, the best answer I got was from the local department: "You can live here." Uhh...right.

The three departments I wanted to talk to didn't show; major disappointment.

Tuesday, April 10, 2007

I don't care what you say...

Even if you claim to like all music, there is at least one song/album/artist/genre that you cannot stand to listen to.

That is all.

Sunday, April 8, 2007

Record Repot

Statement as of 9:02 am EDT on April 08, 2007

... Record low temperature set at Columbia Metro Airport...

A record low temperature of 26 degrees was set at Columbia Metro Airport this morning. This breaks the old record of 31 set in 1971.

This low also ties the all time record low temperature for the month of April at Columbia. The previous reading of 26 degrees in April was established April 20th 1983.

Friday, April 6, 2007

my interesting morning

I left Charlotte yesterday morning around 4:15am. I turn on Wilkinson Boulevard and then onto I485. As I'm accelerating onto the interstate, a high-pitch squealing starts being emitted from under the hood. About ten seconds later it stops with a small snap. And, as it stops, my battery light in the dash comes on.

And I knew exactly what had happened.

The belt that connected the flywheel, alternator, and water pump had just snapped. That means two very critical pieces of equipment on my vehicle were now in the "non-functioning" category.

Just as the temperature gauge nosed into the red zone, I pulled off I77 onto the exit, shut the car's engine off, and coasted into the nearest gas station, a Circle K (cue Bill and Ted). Now, it was 4:30 in the morning. Circle K was the only thing open. I went into the store to get a snack, and I asked the attendant about any auto part stores in the surrounding areas. After he mentioned one about a block down the road, I thanked him and told him not to worry about my car being around the store all night, how it was broken, and that I needed to fix it as soon as Auto Zone opened. He nodded, and I went back to the Sprint and took a three hour nap.

I woke up at 7:30 and bought the part just as the store was opening. After talking with the clerk for a few moments, he directed me to a quality garage about a mile away that could replace the belt for me.

Now being the moron I am, rest assured the story won't stop here.

I get to the garage and pull into the parking lot. I get everything out of the car that I think I'll need to get the belt changed. Apparently, car keys were not on that list. I shut the car door (which I always instinctively lock) as the mechanic walks up. He greets me and asks me to open the hood so he can take a look before he moves the car into the garage. It still hadn't hit me at this point. That is, until I reached my hand into my pocket. No keys. The other? No. That's when reality chose to arrive. The mechanic must've seen the look on my face, because he just shook his head and walked into the garage, reappearing a couple minutes later with a skeleton key. A few more minutes of monkeying with the lock, and I've got my keys again.

The replacement of the belt took no time after that.

I leave and get on my way around 9am, getting back into town around 10am, an hour before class starts, fully exhausted.