tagarela

Otro dia mas, which isn't bad actually

2009-04-10T15:20:00.000-07:00

Words were spoken, ideas exchanged and I hope that J. understands her role in the matter and takes responsibility for her actions and learns from them, as I take responsibility for mine. That said, I can move on and go on with my life. Yes, I am hurt, but life hurts anyway. You fall, get scraped, tend to your wounds and scars and move the fuck on. It's a pity something so good didn't last, but thanks anyway. In many ways I did see it coming and I enjoyed it as long as it did. Short and sweet, but for her sake, I hope she gets over her issues.

J you said todays that I'll always be your angel and your knight in shining armor. Unfortunately how can I be your knight if I you're not my damsel and how can I be your angel when you cut off my wings? Riddle me that, darling.... Contradictions galore.

Change is coming and I can feel it. More like a cathartic kind of change. It is needed and it is welcome.

In other news, part of me wants to sort out something with someone who cares for me a lot and I'm the one who can't return her feelings, but that same part knows that even though we have lots of things in common and we do enjoy each other 's company and we care lots for each other, I cannot fully return all that is given to me. It's fucking hard and fucking sad and it kills me because if there is someone in this world that deserves lots of good things, it's her.

Life is so fucking unfair it's not even funny, but I cannot dwell on that. I have to be grateful with many aspects of my lot in life. I have to follow that proverb: "Change the things you can, accept the things you can't and learn to know the difference". If it were that easy.

Family

2009-04-02T03:01:00.000-07:00

All of my kids are at the apartment today.

I made the scalloped corn, green bean casserole, and cornbread last night. Today was stuffing-a-rama (apple walnut raisin and oh my god it's good...) and I put in the turkey about 30 minutes ago. Woo hoo! A little football, a little horsing around, a little free online games.

Later today, we'll all gather round the laptop and donate $50 to the soldiers overseas through one of the web sites that Glenn Reynolds lists. As a family, we'll decide which one.

We're having a great time... I love my family and I'm very thankful that I get to be a part of their lives.

Woody

2009-03-24T13:35:00.000-07:00

We received our 'pile' of wood yesterday for the camp fires we plan to have in the summer. Wow! The pile is taller than I am (5' 5") and almost as wide as the house when stacked two deep.

I never realized how much wood is included in a cord. Now, I'll have to reconfigure my storage area to stack it all up nice and neat. The guy who delivered the load said he split it all by hand. This has GOT to be one helluva job, swinging an axe (or maul in the wood-splitting language) to make big pieces of wood smaller. He said he's is saving up for a log splitter to make the job easier. I wish him luck, considering the pile that he delivered.

Honors

I was inducted into the local Phi Theta Kappa chapter last evening. It was a nice ceremony, and there were about 80 people who became members of the two-year college honor society. One thing that impresse me was they did not dwell on it -- the ceremonty was quick and painless. I've never put much stock into ceremony. Even in the military, I did not enjoy getting up in front of a group of people to receive an award. It just wasn't me.

Now, we'll see if it's worth the trouble to participate in some of the activities they have planned. After all, I pretty much went through the ceremony for a resume bullet.

Shocking!

2009-03-15T01:52:00.000-07:00

Really shocking things that I've heard and I'm totally distraught by them.All this time I never knew all these things and no one said anything to me.I'm sure they have been talking about it with each other but never with me.Why couldn't they have let me know instead of leaving it like this and then now decide that they can't take it anymore and turn their backs?In the first place all those things should have been brought up and misunderstandings would have been cleared.I truely think it is all misunderstandings from all the things that I've heard tho its not all of it cos I'm sure there is more. And in some ways its the problem of communication. Sometimes things can't really be put into words that's why I strongly feel that talking things out thru the net is the worst place and lotsa misinterpretations of words would occur in which it has happened. From what I've heard they would rather have the whole group together to talk it out but I feel that the problem lies with the individual and should be solved personally.I know that I should not put too much hope on this cos the mind is strongwilled and is dificult to change in thinking tho it is all misunderstanding.Whatever happens...so be it.From this I learn that it doesn't pay to be straight forward for the person's own good.

I have returned, with my Aeneid or Cicero excerpts still un-memorized

2009-02-21T01:50:00.000-08:00

My Cicero excerpt is an excerpt from his First Catilinarian Oration, which is a speech he gave as consul of the Republic of Rome in 63 BC against a man named Cataline, who he claimed was conspirating against Rome (he probably was). Cicero put on quite an act - he made the speech wearing an armored breastplate to protect himself from Cataline's supposed assassins. He even called the senate assembly to which he was giving the speech in a temple for Jupiter which was atop the Palatine hill, making it more easily defendable than the less strategically positioned Curia. Cicero's speech opens with:

Quo usque tandem abutere, Catalina, patienta nostra? Quam diu etiam furor iste tuus nos eludet? Quem ad finem sese effrenata iactabit audacia? Nihilne te nocturnum praesidium Palati, nihil urbis vigiliae, nihil timor populi, nihil concurus bonorum omnium, nihil hic munitissimus habendi senatus, nihil horum ora vultusque moverunt? Patere tua consilia non sentis, constrictam iam horum omnium scientia teneri coniurationem tuam non vides? Quid promixa, quid superiore nocte egeris, ubi fueris, quos convocaveris, quid consili ceperis, quem nostrum ignorare arbitraris?

This all roughly translates to:

How long, Cataline, how long will you abuse our patience? How much longer will that madness of yours mock us still? To what limit will he boast with unrestrained audacity? In no way at all did the nocturnal defense of the Palatine, in no way at all did the night watches of the city, in no way at all did the fear of the people, in no way at all did the gathering of all good, in no way at all did the most fortified place of the senate's hold, in no way at all did the faces and wounds of all these move you? Can you not perceive to be obvious in your plan, can you you not see that your plot is choked off and is being held back with the knowledge of all these men? What you did last night, what you did the night before, where you were, who you called together, what plan you adopted, whom of us did you suppose to be ignorant of these things?

Ha Ha Ha!

2009-01-30T12:39:00.000-08:00

A male whale and a female whale were swimming off the coast of Japan when they noticed a whaling ship. The male whale recognized it as the same ship that had harpooned his father many years earlier.

He said to the female whale, "Lets both swim under the ship and blow out of our air holes at the same time and it should cause the ship to turn over and sink."

They tried it and sure enough, the ship turned over and quickly sank. Soon however, the whales realized the sailors had jumped overboard and were swimming to the safety of shore.

The male was enraged that they were going to get away and told the female "Lets swim after them and gobble them up before they reach the shore." At this point, he realized the female was becoming reluctant to follow him.

"Look", she said, "I went along with the blow job, but I absolutely refuse to swallow the seamen."

It Sucks

2008-12-06T01:26:00.000-08:00

There's really no other way to say it -- MyIE2 sucks ass! This is not an opinion, it's a fact I am now aware of after trying to get this bug-ridden loser to work correctly.

I installed this giant turd to try and regain tabbed browsing funtionality in Internet Explorer 6. Mozilla Firefox went ape-shit and died, prompting me to uninstall it. It's obviously not ready for prime time.

Here's what I found:

- MyIE2 is nothing more than a frontend for Internet Explorer, and has more eye candy than a Sweet Shoppe. This slowed down web browsing significantly.

New pages would open in a tab, but you have to click on that tab to see the page.

- After an hour of searching, I found the buried setting to take care of the problem listed above.

- A serious bug makes the Google tool bar useless (this was the kicker). Click on the search bar, try to type something in, and for some reason the cursor disappears. Suddenly the shift bar scrolls the browser window. It's a lesson in futility to try and backspace to correct mistakes typed into the Google bar.

- The same problem appears when using the standard MyIE2 search bar -- the cursor disappears and you have to click several times in the search bar to complete a search entry. What a treat!

- Support is pretty much nonexistant. Everyone seems happy with the functionality of this toilet floater. I don't know why.

This piece of putrid yak dung is gone, history, Adios! I suggest you do the same, and send the message, "I'm not gonna take it anymore!"

The sunset

2008-11-04T00:48:00.000-08:00

want to eat

2008-11-03T00:49:00.000-08:00

Shitty Snuff

2008-10-27T03:33:00.001-07:00

Whilst I was at uni, my friend and myself got into the habit of doing snuff. On this occasion, being winter, we had a menthol one that looked just like a white powder...

We were both in a club pissed up, chatting when my mate suddenly says to me 'yeah, yeah...anyway I've just shat myself.'

Laughing we both go off to the toilet. My mate goes into a cubicle and starts cleaning himself up and using a broken bottle starts to cut off his shitridden pants.

Laughing outside the cubicle, I decide to have a bit of snuff. So there's me snorting white powder off my wrist - when 3 blokes walk in and see me. They start demanding I give them some 'coke' and things get a bit nasty when they dont believe its only snuff. A scuffle soon ensued, ending with my mate flinging open the cubicle door - standing there naked from the waist down, with shit on his legs, shit on his hands, a broken bottle in one hand and a pair of shitty pants in the other "Leave my f*cking mate alone you c*nts!!"

They did. Quickly. The expression of horror and fear on their faces was priceless.

in the sand

2008-10-23T00:54:00.000-07:00

Ooh, almost forgot this one

2008-10-21T03:26:00.000-07:00

My buddy Duke (how appropriate) told me the most horrendous and humiliating public shitting story I've ever heard. He was at a festival-type all day concert, but they had proper toilet facilities, not port-o-potties. And he had a kettle of volatile diarrhea brewing so he went and got in line for the crapper. It was a bathroom for a large venue so it had lots of urinals but also lots of toilet stalls, only they had no doors for some reason. So the place is packed to capacity and the line (queue) stretches out the door. So you have to stand there facing the row of occupied stalls waiting your turn, looking at people's backs if they're pissing or their genitals if they dared sit. Few dared. One by one people finish their business and walk out and the the next guy immediately takes his spot. So Duke's the next man, and the crapper right in front of the line opens up. He's noted the absence of stall doors by now, but there's nothing for it. He's going to explode. He's got to go. But as with every public-toilet-drunken-concert situation, the raise-the-seat-before-you-piss rule had been abandoned early on, so he's not about to sit on the piss-splattered thing. So he does the awkward hovering squat that I hear the womenfolk speak of now and then, sort of half leaning back and bracing one hand against the wall for balance. He's got his pants down to his knees, legs spread enough to keep them from falling all the way down, because the floor is a under minor flood of urine, and his man bits are on display for the line of guys waiting their turn. I guess none of us are accustomed to having to actually aim with our anuses and Duke was no exception. Because when he let rip, it didn't go down - - it went back - - in an explosive spray of giblets and gravy. The whole line of guys in front of him is recoiling in disgust and trying to look elsewhere and Duke's just frozen there in horror and helpless humiliation, thinking, "Sorry! Oh fuck, sorry!". And he wasn't finished. He tried to correct his aim but it was really no good in that squat position, so a couple more quick salvos went onto the wall and floor. He finishes, wipes, buttons up, takes a quick, pained look at his large mess and just has to leave. And he has to walk out right past the long line of guys who've just witnessed him paint the stall with his shit mud. It's hilarious now, but dear God, that must have been horrible.

Cacka

2008-10-20T21:26:00.000-07:00

My friend once did a rather fine turd (even colour, good shape) the only distiguishing feature was that he had shat out a wasp, it was well imbedded in the cack, it was not a case of the wasp being in the wrong place at the wrong time, he had definately cacked it out. He was more than a little freaked out.
A different friend had to face his next door neighbours after a party at his dads house:
Neighbour: can you clear some shit off our lawn left by your mates.
Friend: How do you know its not your dogs
Neighbour: Dogs dont wipe their arse with tescos till receipts...

Take me

2008-10-15T00:52:00.000-07:00

Niagara Falls

2008-09-06T00:43:00.000-07:00