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Huuuhh? [Oct. 8th, 2008|01:38 pm]
[Current Location |Work]
[mood | amused]
[music |I Will Follow You Into the Dark]

Is it solipsistic in here or is it just me?
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Modus Veritas. [Sep. 27th, 2008|08:24 pm]
[music |Laughter around me.]


Der Witz ist auf mir. Die Freude ist anderswo. Es ist schwierig, schreiend ignoriert zu werden zu verstehen, und sogar schwieriger zu verstecken, nachdem es geschehen ist. Vær så snill og forstå. Eller gjør ikke.

Modus Veritas... Nell'amicizia.

Sehnend.
Sehnend.
Sehnend.

 

L.

G. G. G, G, G, G. N. N.

L... I.

G.
G.
G.

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I have never been this close [Jan. 17th, 2008|01:32 pm]

to giving up before.

The people in my life keep me going.

I should be more self reliant.
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Nothing like a little political sattire to clear up writer's block. [Oct. 18th, 2007|10:57 pm]

        Dale E. Smoothwagon here with another issue of the Red State News Network’s topic of the week. 
        With presidential approval ratings at an all time low of 26%, we here at the Red State News Network have realized a growing epidemic that certainly strikes fear into all of our hearts, and must be brought to a halt.
        Over the past few years and increasingly prevalent in recent months, we have seen the dangerous torrent of liberal ideas being spewed out among society, certainly all for the worsening of this nation of which we are all obligated to protect. Topics currently being distorted by this legion of disrespect and anti-patriotism include to date: reduction of troops in Iraq, harsher gun control laws, and more focus on solving global warming. Possibly the most appalling argument brought up would be that of the latter topic mentioned, global warming. In case you have not heard, global warming is a fictional process cooked up by a group of liberals who hoped to distract the government with the idea long enough that they may overthrow it and take control, instituting communism in America.
        If that is not enough, we have recently become aware that the leading candidate for the Democratic political party is Hilary Clinton, who for all intents and purposes is basically the white and female version of a black homosexual running for president. How could we allow such a personality to be the leader of our country?
        Unfortunately, current laws do not allow us to force our belief system on such ungrateful liberals, and until the legislation we currently have in the works passes to change that, there has up to this point been very little we could do to curtail this growing trend. However, we are very happy to inform you that the Red State News Network (RSNN) has teamed up with the Academy for the Betterment of Society Under Republican Direction (ABSURD) to bring to you a way in which you can help our cause, and at the same time make a resounding public announcement of your beliefs and feelings on matters important to our country today.
        Yes, as of today we are proud to offer to you what is being called “ABSURD Bumper Stickers.” ABSURD Bumper Stickers tackle important issues such as: the right to bear arms, the importance of the flag salute in schools, and of course, exposing the falsehood of this so called “global warming.”
        As fellow Red Staters, we are confident that you can appreciate the value of having the person driving behind you have no doubt as to your political beliefs. We are also certain that you can understand the type of moral victory you will experience as those silly liberals see your ABSURD Bumper Sticker and must give up in frustration, knowing that there is absolutely nothing that they can do to change it!
        So we petition you, our wonderful conservative friends and allies, to log on to www.ABSURDForever.com today, and make sure that never again will your beliefs go unknown by those driving behind you. And maybe, just maybe, as our ABSURD Bumper Stickers are seen by the world, we can help bring that approval rating up… One ABSURD idea at a time.

        In our next issue:

        Why NASCAR is the greatest sport on the face of the earth, and how you can help in the process of education of the masses on this matter.


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Just a little disclamer, I don't claim to know anything at all about politics, but living here in Redding California I do know a thing or two about idiots and rednecks. So power to you all and your absurd bumper stickers.

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The Foreward to the book im trying to write. [Oct. 15th, 2007|10:45 pm]

4:52 PM.
        Just downed the last few drinks of my fifth cup of Starbucks dark roast coffee of the day. I know if I can just get through the next eight minutes without an agonizing buzz at my Blackberry or a painfully familiar late afternoon "bing!" from the Outlook client (which is neatly tucked down into the tray of my computer) I can get out of here on time for once in the last three months. Maybe I could call some old friends I haven't seen in way too long and meet up for a game of pool and a few drinks.
        Who am I kidding? I'd rather just sleep for longer than four hours tonight. If I get out of here by 5:00 today, I'll be in bed and probably already asleep by 5:20.
4:56 PM.
        Finally finished the last few lines of this proposal spreadsheet with the bare minimums of typical Excell error bullshit, and saved my final draft after giving it a last good once-over to make sure all my formulas came out right. You would be amazed at how much shit a multimillionaire CEO can kick up over $2 a month that didn't carry over properly on my quote sheet because I miss typed a formula or put it in the wrong column. But alas, all adds up nicely, and it matches the price sheet sent directly from corporate. My heart skips a beat as the monitor flickers during my save, luckily just the power cord being shaky as normal, and the save completes just fine.
5:01 PM.
        This is one of the many parts of my job that I'm not proud of... But honestly, if I had to rank it on a level of importance for survival around here, it's pretty damn close to the top. I slip on my jacket and make a mad dash to the door, my head straight down as if it'll keep anyone from noticing me on my way out. It's exactly eighteen steps from my office to the elevator, and a twelve floor elevator ride to the lobby, at which point I take the back door out and walk to a parking lot twice as far as employee parking, just so that I have less of a chance of being spotted making my clean getaway. I can feel Jan, the secretary at the desk directly across from my office, staring at me as I make my way out. I know she thinks I'm crazy, and at this point, making eye contact with no one and briskly pacing my way across the path to the elevator, I'd have a hell of a time arguing that point.
5:03 PM.
        In the elevator. Five floors left.
        Oh shit.
        Why is the elevator stopping? The doors slide open to reveal none other than one of the many sales coordinators here who loves to call himself my boss out loud as often as possible. This particular coordinator is an especially strong breed of asshole with a little bit of an over compensation problem. Big car. Big house. Big belt buckle. Wait, what the hell? Who wears a belt buckle like that around here? What are we in texas? I snap out of my slightly awkward gaze at his belt buckle, which I'm fairly confident features some sort of an epic clash between a cowboy and a bull, and it finally dawns on me that he's been speaking to me, or at me anyway.
        "Did you get that, junior?"
        Die please.
        "I'm sorry, uhm... I didn't catch-"
        "See that's your problem, kid. You just don't listen. When your boss is talking to you, you take into account the fact that his time is more valuable than yours, and don't make him repeat himself." 
        He has such a demeaning manner of speech.
        "I'm sorry, Mr. Weston. I'm just a little distracted." 
        I don't even buy my own apology as I hear it fly out of my mouth without any real conviction.
        "Always saying sorry for something." 
        Before I can even respond he cuts me off.
        "Adams is off this week, and he has a big enrollment on his desk that kicks off tomorrow. It isn't going to take care of itself. I trust that you can take care of that for me. Am I right?"
        He knows damn well that this on top of the other two accounts I'm in charge of in their current stages makes a ridiculous workload and means that I won't get out of here for at least another two hours if I hope to be even a somewhat familiar with the account by tomorrow.
        "Well, I mean, I have the Sunscape account going into enrollment early next week, I really need to prepare for that this week. Not to mention that I just finished up the last spreadsheet for E.T.C. and I have a proposal with them on friday, no telling where that could lead for the next week."
        "Guess you have some long hours ahead of you then, kid. You know my extension in case you screw this up too bad." 
        We are already down to the lobby now and he exits the elevator without even the slightest hint of a respectful adieu.
        I look at my watch.
5:05 PM.
        The doors close firmly. I stare at the keypad for what seems like an eternity. I should just hit the open door button, head to my car and drive away. I should never come back. That would show him I'm not someone who's just going to take his bullshit day in and day out.
        About the time my fantasy reaches its eventful climax of me throwing a hot latté right on Ben Weston's face and $2,000 suit, laughing like a giddy little schoolgirl, I look up to see a brightly glowing "12" above the door of the elevator. And there I am back on my floor, as quickly back in as I was out, my head now hanging for a completely different reason.
        Jan tried to make some sort of a comment as I walked back into my office, but I really didn't care enough to reply or even listen. Not today. I just ignored her and sat back in my chair with the file I had picked up from Danny Adams' office on my way back in. It's as thick a file as any I've seen, he's been working on it for weeks and I have one evening to get familiar enough with the account to conduct an enrollment, along with proposals, and answer any questions along the way.
        I spend the rest of the evening trying to avoid looking at any time keeping devices, until finally I feel my knowledge of the account will suffice for the meetings to take place tomorrow. I head out to the hall to ask Jan to print out some directions and information on where the account is located, as is normal protocol for all new accounts.
        "Ahh, so you were lucky enough to pull Danny's 'out of towner' huh?"
        She smiles at me as if she gets some sort of pleasure out of her job, breaking the hearts and minds of humble sales agents on a daily basis. I shake my head, I can almost feel tears of frustration welling up in my eyes, but I hold back.
        "On top of everything... I should've known it wasn't local. Where is it?"
        "Somewhere up north I guess, hold on."
        Jan clicks away on her keyboard looking up the account file. I'm not quite sure what is involved, but I'm sure I could figure it out faster than her. She is quite possibly the most useless person in the building, aside from the Janitor who I'm always catching asleep. Though admittedly she has certain 'assets' that make it fun to watch her work at times, I won't go into any further detail at the moment.
        "Yeah it's quite a ways up north. A little town called Lassenview."
        You've gotta be kidding me.
        I know that my thoughts and utter disgust are written on my face, but I'm just too annoyed to care right now. I've passed my breaking point.
        "You know the place?"
        I take the papers from her hand and start to turn around, checking over them in disbelief. I turn my head half way back toward her.
        "Yeah. I know the place."
        I start to walk away, checking over the information one last time. It must be a mistake. I stop, and without turning around I grant her one last piece of information.
        "I grew up there."
        I drop the mass of files on my desk and grab my coat once again. As I stroll back out toward the elevator, I check my Blackberry for missed calls. I notice the time at the corner of the screen.
7:56 PM.
        Lassenview... Shit.
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Possibly the sadest thing ever written? [Oct. 15th, 2007|11:23 am]
[mood | amazed]

Ernest Hemmingway was challenged to write a story using only six words. He accepted the challenge, and would later regard it as his best work ever.

"For sale: baby shoes, never used."

Didn't really think about it at first but a few minutes later, it kinda hit me. That just might be the saddest thing ever written. How odd.

What an amazing writer he was.
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Baby [May. 28th, 2007|11:01 pm]
[mood | loved]

I love you.
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Ohhhh! [Apr. 28th, 2007|09:14 pm]
[mood | weird]

I'm caught in the undertow this evening.
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Such a great night! [Apr. 10th, 2007|11:16 pm]
[mood | loved]

I had so much fun tonight, it was great.

Got to spend time with a bunch of people I really care about today.

Thanks everyone, for making it such a good night.

I got to BBQ with Ash! That was awesome. I've never done it before, and we made some kickass burgers. Even though they were small and retarded, they were so good... Have to make more next time, and bigger ones.

Anyway... I'm off to bed.

I love you girls. All of ya.
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Know What? [Apr. 6th, 2007|12:00 am]
[mood | loved]

I have the best girlfriend in the world, and I am so in love with her I just don't even know what to do with myself sometimes.
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Thank you, baby. [Mar. 27th, 2007|11:52 pm]
I liked my letters so much, they made me so happy.

I love you more and more every day.

Thank you.
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Really, I should be going. [Mar. 19th, 2007|01:27 am]
[mood | thoughtful]

I don't know how else to put this.
It's taken me so long to do this.
I'm falling asleep and I can't see straight.

My muscles feel like a melee,
My body's curled in a U-shape.
I put on my best, but I'm still afraid.

Propped up by lies and promises.
Saving my place as life forgets.
Maybe it's time I saw the world.

I'm only here for a while.
And patience is not my style,
And I'm so tired that I got to go.

Where am I supposed to hide now?
What am I supposed to do?
Did you really think I wouldn't see this through?

Tell me I should stick around for you.
Tell me I can have it all.
I'm still too tired to care and I got to go.

I get to go home in one week.
But I'm leaving home in three weeks.
They throw me a bone just to pick me dry.

I'm following suit and directions.
I crawl up inside for protection.
I'm told what to do and I dont know why.

I'm over existing in limbo,
I'm over the myths and placebos,
I dont really mind if I just fade away.

I'm ready to live with my family.
I'm ready to die in obscurity,
'Cause I'm so tired that I got to go.

Where am I supposed to hide now?
What am I supposed to do?
You still don't think I'm gonna see this through?

Tell me I'm a part of history.
Tell me I can have it all.
I'm still too tired to care and I got to go.

I'm still too tired to care and I got to go.
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Passive [Mar. 4th, 2007|10:17 pm]
Wake up, and face me.

Don't play dead, cause maybe...

Someday I'll walk away and say,

"You fucking disappoint me.

Maybe you're better off this way."
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(no subject) [Feb. 25th, 2007|01:08 am]
[mood | contemplative]

Will you notice when the line goes flat?
When that steady beep begins to slow, and fades to nothing but an eery cry... Will you notice?

Will you think back and laugh? Do you even have anything to laugh about?
What defines the word we crave? What does it mean?

I can assure you, I don't know how to define it. I'm really not quite sure what it is.
I thought I knew, but I was mistaken.

No, it's not love that I'm talking about. I know love more than anyone who walks this earth, I can promise you that with no doubt or hesitation.

When did things become so foggy? Things were so clear once, now I can't even peer through the smoke enough to discern a single element of this so called treasure.

I can win this one, without much of a fight I can overcome this ridiculous plea. But who wants to live like that? Who deserves it?

I've bent over backwards my whole life for those I thought would do the same for me. I bent 'til I broke, now I'm no longer needed.

Where is the line drawn between desperation and indifference? I never knew they were so close.

Life isn't like they try to make us believe in all those children's books and parables, believe me, the harder you try the further you fall. Well, I've taken a fall from fatal heights. A fall that high, it doesn't matter how you land. It all ends up the same.

Any regrets?

No. Because I'm a better person for it. And I'd rather have been a good person to no gain then to have what I want but have made others feel this way. I know that when I lay my head down tonight I'll find sleep.

Will you?

PS. Thanks for waking me.
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Wow. I'm awesome. [Feb. 24th, 2007|12:13 am]
[mood | weird]
[music |Just the ring in my ear.]

So that was uh... Invited a ton of people. Pretty much everyone I consider a friend. And none of them showed or so much as called. Fucking cool.

Oh well, here's to having fun anyway. At least I got to hang out with my babe, who I don't get to see enough. And Brit, who I haven't hung out with lately either, which sucks. And... a bunch of other girls? Thanks for not being ass-hats to me, girls.

Had fun tonight, but can't help but feel a little stupid after some shit like that.

And by the way I kicked all your asses in that second game. So there.

Going to go sleep it off now.
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Friends. [Jan. 28th, 2007|10:29 pm]
[mood | exhausted]

I miss all you guys. Even though I pretend I don't really care. I wish I still got the phone call every now and then to go hang out.

I should have done things differently all these years.
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(no subject) [Jan. 14th, 2007|06:53 pm]
[music |Hey There Delilah]

I guess we all doubt ourselves sometimes, right?
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I miss you so much. [Jan. 2nd, 2007|09:59 pm]
I know we haven't seen eachother much, and I miss you so much baby. And I know you miss me just as much, and I hate that we have been apart so much.

But now that we are both feeling better, I promise I will see you more baby.

So please be happy for me and smile lots, and give me lots of hugs when you see me.

You are my world sweetie, and to make you happy is my only desire.
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A whole year! [Dec. 24th, 2006|10:36 pm]
Thank you sweety, for everything. It has been the most amazing year, I am so in love with you. I can't wait to see you next and hug you and tell you how much I love you.

12-19 for always!
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Only an hour away. [Oct. 18th, 2006|10:47 pm]
[mood | excited]
[music |Snow Patrol]

It'll be ten months in about an hour. I love her so much, I am so excited about every single day. It's all been an amazing adventure and I'm so glad I've had her by my side.

Thank you Ashlee for being there, and helping me become the person I am today. Helping me strive for what I never thought I could accomplish... Helping me become the person I wanted to be my whole life, and showing me it was inside me all along. You are everything I could ever want in my life, and as long as I have you to wake up to tomorrow I know everything is going to be okay.

I know we have our whole lives ahead of us, but let's take a day and think back on the last ten months and how amazing they have been. Remember all the little things that wouldn't matter to anyone else, the things that mean so much to us.

I love you Ash. You are my world, for always.

Happy 10 months.
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