With the way I've been feeling lately, I've decided to try an experiment of sorts...I've constructed a brief timeline of my love life thus far (leaving out a lot of detail), and a brief glimpse into my possible future (being very generalized, of course).Don't take this as a list of "my desires," but more of a "what if..." sort of thing. Thus, I present to you one possible path my love life could take. Expect more of these little do-dads in the future.Click below for the full-sized image.
Blogger is going off line again tonight for another maintenance (third time in as many days)... it is kind of annoying.Anywho, I'm busy preparing for my recording session for CCAC #003, so I can't update much tonight.However, if you care about music in any way, this link is for you... it's a big issue:http://apple.slashdot.org/apple/06/11/29/2328222.shtml
As I count down the days left in the semester (hint, less than two weeks, plus finals), I have suddenly become too busy to get on the internet long enough to write a damn blog entry. I'll get something up sooner or later this week. I'm still on track to record CCAC #003 this Thursday, but I don't have a topic yet, so hopefully that happens tomorrow...Shit, time for bed already... damn 6:00am Meijer job...(Coming Soon: my MEIJER rant!)
I'm a huge believer in the metaverse -- Second Life, in this case. The parallel world that is always in motion (save for the weekly 'gray goo' attack) is simply a fantasy beyond all of my dreams come true.I've never known anyone near me who also populates the metaverse of Second Life, but I was quite surprised to find that one of my closer friends, Carey, is alive and kicking in-world, not to mention more-experienced than me :-(.The proof is real:
Carey is in the foreground, I'm in the background. She sure is pretty!
Some elements, some feelings, some powers... even some hormones, you simply cannot control. You can try to fake it, hide them, or ignore them, but the feelings inside are unavoidable.Case in point, what is the world's oldest profession?Prostitution. Go ahead, click the link... look it up.That must mean something. Even thousands of years ago, men had a strong enough desire to seek sex that women were willing to trade goods for sex. On the flip size, a woman with little to no wealth and no place to go must have tried to do anything and everything in her power to make money. The last physical item she owned -- her body -- was most likely the way to go.Today, I know of many people who struggle with sexual desire, lusts, and temptation. There really seems to be two paths from here: good and evil. Good constitutes the friendly, socially-acceptable ways of releasing these desires, etc. Sex with a partner and masturbation fall within this category. Rape, prostitution, and most any form of forced-sexual intercourse constitute the evil ways of release.And finally, there is my path: I can't seem to stop thinking about sex or any of its related premises (attraction, consideration, etc), but I'm in a position where I am unable to release any of this built-up tension. Sometimes I feel like I'm being driven to insanity, especially when I'm around certain people. Lately, I'm beginning to worry if some of my mannerisms regarding sex and my desires might be endangering my friendships.At one point in my life, sex was such a critical juncture for me that it damaged a relationship I was in, enough to cause irreversible damage.Nowadays, I worry more about finding sex than I do trying to establish any decent relationship first, and this hits home hard, considering I don't believe in random, careless sex.Now isn't that a dilly of a pickle I am in?I am hoping to reflect, rethink, and reestablish, and most importantly, gain complete control over my hormones and desires before they push me over the edge before I ever had a chance to say "I've grown up."Out.
What is worse?Knowing you've made the wrong decision?Or not knowing if the decision you have made is wrong yet?I think this week will be one of reflection...
Critically Correct AudioCasts, Episode 2 is out!Hit up http://b3-ccac.blogspot.com/ to check out the release, and enjoy!
Maybe I've drank too much, or maybe I don't care anymore. Either way, this is how I feel...
Now maybe
I didn't mean to treat you bad
But I did it anyway
And then maybe
Some would say your life was sad
But you lived it anyway
And so maybe
Your friends they stand around they watch you crumble
As you fall down to the ground
And then someday
Your friends they stand beside as you were flying
Oh you were flying oh so high
But then someday people look at you for what they call their own
They watch you suffer
Yeah they hear you calling home
And then some day we could take our time
To brush the leaves aside so you can reach us
But you left me far behind
Now maybe
I didn't mean to treat you oh so bad
But I did it anyway
Now maybe some would say you're left with what you had
But you couldn't share the pain
Tantric goes from a double-platinum album national band to playing in front of a crowd of thirty people in Howards Club H in Bowling Green...Is this a fall from grace for Tantric or a redefining of their musical career?The answer, in my opinion, is a bit of both.As my favorite modern-day acoustic rock band, Tantric holds something dear to me in my heart, so I was naturally very excited to hear they were coming to BG to play a show - the last time I saw them it required a thirty minute drive and a long, long, long wait in line.First off, to the people I've told this to -- I made one mistake -- this was my third time seeing Tantric, not my fourth (although their WILL be a fourth!).
First, an aside: I felt bad for Tantric as they took the stage. Already approaching 1:00am, Howard's was beginning to thin out, with the passive crowded quickly making for the door. Beyond that, however... my thoughts:
The concert was short (about an hour), but Tantric had a chance to rowdy-up what little crowd Howards could present them with. The venue isn't nearly the same arenas that Tantric has been accustomed to playing in, but then again, times are different. With Jesse (bassist) leaving the group to pursue family matters (supposedly), and the band breaking away from Maverisk Records, Tantric has had a chance to refocus their music and direction. Despite hints of huge crowd-pleasing rock anthems on display, the thirty-ish (maybe forty?) people in Howards were at least able to get off their feet and enjoy a ton of classic Tantric rock-riffs, such as "Hey Now," "After We Go," "Astounded," "Mourning," and of course, "Breakdown." A slew of covers from Alice in Chains (their prime musical influence), the Doobie Brothers, and others helped those in the room who were not always familiar with the band.By far the best of the night, however, was new material that Tantric presented, and from the sound of things, their early-2007 LP will be a return to glory, with edgier, darker, yet always-well-executed acoustic riff-rock bringing back the sounds of thief excellent debut album versus their awesome, yet uninspired sophomore effort. I can't recall any individual song names, but come springtime, I think we'll be hearing a lot more from Tantric.I certainly can't wait.
Looking at the time line of my life, I've decided that it is time to move on from certain stresses, seek new beginnings, and to start a new chapter...So without further ado, it is time to say goodbye for now. Besides, does not absence make the heart grow fonder? I think the Foo Fighters said it best: Dead on the inside I've got nothing to prove
Keep me alive and give me something to lose
Goodbye, this time
Leaving you
I've been gone so long, so, gone so long
But I will come back
... For you!
Updates tomorrow...
I've updated my Winamp library list, with about 30-ish new songs added. My Chemical Romance is the biggest update, with smaller stuff from other random artists in there somewhere too.Also, it looks like I'll have another AudioCast ready for this Sunday, so keep an eye out for that!
I have launched the Blogger version of my AudioCasts Series homepage. Check it out:CCAC Homepage
"What is love? Baby don't hurt me..."
Okay, so save for a classic Saturday Night Live sketch, the question at hand can be pretty serious. In Part I of my mini-essay, I gave a brief overview of my history with sex, and some initial thoughts on the "love versus sex" concept.
Today, I look at the question: How do love and sex tie together? In practice, I will answer this question by answering a variety of sub-questions. Please note that my answers for each question are based around the vocabulary and concept of each question; that is, I basically ignore the fact that each answer can easily be influenced by concepts from other questions. I do my best to sum this fact up at the end of this article.
1) Is it okay to have sex for fun?
This obviously changes from person to person, since "fun" takes on different meanings for different people. But my answer: yes, most definitely. Sex is very fun, and I always make the best of it when I do it.
2) Should friends have sex for fun?
Yes, with reservations. Sex is certainly fun (see above), and I would rather have sex with someone I know (ie, a friend), rather than a complete stranger (prostitute, maybe?). Still, there are obvious issues with this. Are both people in complete agreement with the situation? Are feelings for each other mutual? Will nearby friends be hurt by this? Then of course, there is the post-sex change in feelings that must be dealt with. Yes, sex with friends is reasonable, but only to a degree. Friends who are close, but not technically dating, are the best candidate for this type of sex.
3) Is it okay to have sex before marriage?
By all means, yes. One reoccurring concept for me is that humans are animals, and the natural instinct involved in reproducing (that one that says, you know... "do it!") should not be ignored all the time. It is perfectly okay for a person to respect his/her morals (for whatever reason that may be) and not cross certain boundaries before certain ages or major life events. However, for me, humans are animals, and animals do it. Marriage is a societal concept that does not always mean what it should, especially given that America's divorce rate is above fifty person. Go figure. So I say live it up whenever you're ready, even if it's before marriage.
4) Do two people need to be in love to have sex?
Ah yes, the big "finale." No is my answer. Yes is also my answer.
In defense of "no:" Sex is merely a reproductive act, and physically speaking, love is not required. Even internally, even as complex as human emotions may be, most emotions are able to be overcome with time. Depending on the emotional sensitivity of the individual(s), loveless sex may not be a big deal. I know for sure that I can have sex without love being present.
In defense of "yes:" Nothing, save for actual impairments, can stop two people from having sex. However, in my personal experience, having deep, passionate feelings for a person can greatly enhance the fun of sex via elated emotions. Quite simply, it's easier to be giving of the gift of sex when there is a strong, interconnected bond between two (three? four?) people. However, this is again a personal preference. What if a person does not care about his/her feelings and can get through sex just the same as one who cares deeply?
Any who, in summary:
I could not have sex with any random person. I could not have sex with random friends. I could have sex with close friends, or those for whom share my desires, interests, and understands of the subject. I could not simply fuck to fuck. I could have sex before marriage.
I can have loveless sex, merely because I would have sex with a select few of my friends, and I certainly don't "love" them to the degree that most people would consider "ready for sex." But that doesn't mean that I don't care about them. I am more than able to respect my friends to come to a mutual, agreeable decision regarding sex.
However, I would certainly prefer to have sex with someone who I can connect to, share feelings for, and understand wholy. We don't, however, live in a perfect world. Thus, I am certainly open to sex with anyone who can read this blog entry and go "yeah, I get that..."
I know there's at least one of you out there.
Thank you for reading.
Sour whiskey goes down smooth... yummy!
So, what does sex mean to you?
That's quite a broad question, certainly, and one that I really can't answer in its entirety without writing a small book, but a brief summary of my history with sex goes something like this. Later on, I'll pose the question: How do sex and love tie together? Until then, Part I:
Around the age of 11 I began to experience my first serious sexual attraction to girls (although I personally believe that it was more like 8 or 9). It was small stuff at first. Rather than seeing girls in my elementary classes as human beings, friends, or classmates, some of them stood out to me more so than others. They were the ones that I began to desire not just on a friendship level, but because I experienced a physical attraction. This notion took off in middle school, with an assortment of people crossing my path that I took a great physical interest in, almost always without ever getting to know these people, merely because I was a wuss.
It wasn't until high school that I met girls who finally became more than a physically attraction to me. I finally found a "type" too -- blonde, not too skinny nor fat, rounded nose, glowing eyes, and a cute smile...
Throughout high school I began to realize what true "horniness" was. I began to crave sex not as a relationship benefit, but as a necessity that I would need in my life. This fact began to shine through in my personality, with daily talk, traits, and quirks about me always being sex-related. My short stories constantly included sexual references (although never direct sex scenes... my writing was never mature enough to do such scenes with dignity). Finally by my senior year, I was ready to snap. Breasts were daily distractions, butts merely a grab away, and the feelings of sexual liberation, pressures, and norms were beginning to seemingly destroy my life.
Despite friendships versus relationships, it was my senior year, on Valentine's Day, ironically enough, that I decided to lose my virginity. It was not with a girlfriend at the time (an ex, actually), and we did it almost on a whim (only a few days' notice).
I don't regret having sex on that February 14th, but I DO regret growing up so fast. As it turns out, sex matures a person pretty quickly. But damn, it felt good to just *know* what sex was like. Turns out, it's wonderful.
After several other sexual liaisons over a another year and a half, I decided that it is difficult for me to live without sex. Because of this, I've been branded a hornball, a pervert, and a predator. Now I fight a daily battle to resist the very hormones that make me human.
Why not just give in to my hormones and find easy sex? That question will be answered soon enough in Part II of this mini essay!
So...
As of this blog post, I haven't had sex in nearly nine months (and that was from a stable relationship), and it's taken almost that long to let my body balance itself out, bringing my daily life more in line with reality rather than the constant pursuit of sex. Control over my own hormones is an issue that I honestly deal with, and it's the deepest, darkest secret that I no longer keep.
Here I am world... fuck me, please.
Coming Soon, Part II... stay tuned!
Guitar Hero II might just destroy the rest of my semester. I can kiss my Thanksgiving break over with, anyway.In other news, I'll have an update later on today regarding a matter that has just busted wide open, and for me on a personal basis, has far-reaching implications.Coming soon!
Just in case there were doubts (from both pundits and within myself), here I am.
300 blog posts strong.
I've decided to celebrate my 300th blog entry the same way I did with my 100th entry: reflection on the past, with an outlook to the future. Although this time, I'm almost entirely focused on the future. Why?
As much as I follow the "learn from your mistakes" mentality, upon reflecting on my past, I've almost always focused entirely on the mistakes I've made, rather than the positive accomplishments (however few they have been). Maturing isn't just a growing process, it's a learning process, and I'm still learning. I'll be a student forever.
300 is a big number, especially when you consider the beginnings of this blog are rooted in July 2005. So, on to the usual...
Stemming from and based directly on this blog, "B3: Critically Correct AudioCast Series" has launched! Abbreviated as "CCAC," it is at it's simplest, an audio version of my blog. With best intentions, I hope to post a new episode once a week, and Sundays will most likely be that day. Keep it locked to this blog for updates on that. The concept/show is still in its infancy, so please bear with me as I grow it, and by all means, leave feedback on what you think of it. The CCAC website that's currently up is temporary. I'm working on designing a full-fledged Blogger site, so hang tight.
Here's the link:
My Facebook profile has been updated. I cleaned up a bit of extra stuff around the edges. Call it "lean."
Well, what does 300 mean to me? Never before in my life (with the exception of video games) have I dedicated myself to something so much. Yes, I do like writing, but even my own stories/poems don't get as much dedicated and constant attention like this blog. Perhaps it is the fact that I have a public avenue to vent, or perhaps it is the notion I get everyday from seeing my site stats: every month for the last year I've seen my visitor stats double month-on-month. I like the attention :-)
So what goals have I set for myself lately? The list:- Be a gentleman. I can talk about sex, games, and girls only so much. At some point earlier this year I realized that I'm not the proper gentleman that I used to be. Time to reboot.
- Be honest. I used to be a bad, habitual liar. I'm still a bad, habitual liar. I do not lie about the "big" things anymore (sex being a good example). I do lie, however, about my feelings, and in small, daily tasks... nothing serious, just enough to get by. I've noticed, however, that these small lies add up internally and are ripping me apart. When it comes to being honest to myself, here's a nice, big, *honest* example: When Lacey tries calling me some nights and I don't answer for hours on end because I'm busy with Colleen, I tell myself it's okay. Problem is, when she doesn't answer her phone for hours on end, I assume the worst (boys, boys, boys), simply because *I* do it first... I'm not afraid, I'm paranoid. How can I trust other people when I can't trust myself? Time to reboot.
- Be there. My friends are not the same people I had in high school. As where high school was a close, intimate affair where everyone knew everybody and their business, the "real world" now is not as friendly by comparison. I don't open up to all my friends nowadays, simply because time marches on, and I always wonder where I'll be from one day to the next. Despite this, I feel the need to be there for my friends, and I'm always afraid that I'm not open enough. I want to be the person my friends can trust one-hundred percent, the one they go to when "life's got them down." I hope I can do that for 'em. Time to reboot.
Any who, what's been up with me? I go to work five days a week, and the Grocery gig at Meijer isn't too bad. It's a lot of work to keep a department with 10,000-plus items priced properly, but I'm doing my best. On a personal level, I'm trying to get back into "Event Horizon," my short story (now novella-length). My Chemical Romance is the band that I currently can't get out of my CD player and away from my MP3 player. "The Black Parade," their newest album, is simply stunning. But you already knew that :-)
Finally, I'm going to wrap up post number 300 with some very random, risky shit. Here, in no particular order, are random thoughts/confessions/desires of mine, with (some) names included. Enjoy!
- I love you, Lacey, as my best friend and someone who, despite all the shit we've been through, still understands me the best.
- Kristin, you're nuts, adorable, and a wonderful friend.
- I've had gay thoughts before, but no, they weren't about your brother.
- I want to fuck a friend, make love to a partner, and play with myself. Being a dude is awesome.
- I honestly regret dating Colleen and not having the guts to end it properly. I'm a pussy and *not* proud of it.
- A cellphone is a wonderful tool. In the hands of twenty-thousand BGSU students, it's a nightmare.
- Meijer is just retail, it's just a job, and yet I honestly care about it... is that sad or scary?
- I don't want to wear glasses.
- Computer Science isn't fun anymore.
And with that, I'm out. See you at 301.
This is it... my final post before 300.Tomorrow afternoon, somewhere between 3:00pm and 5:00pm, I will write my 300th post, release major updates on Facebook, and launch my AudoCast Series.Finally, for those geeks out there familiar with Microsoft's Steve Ballmer, here's a niec techno-remix of a few of this most embarrassing showings:Techno Developers!See you peeps tomorrow!
Yay, here's post number 297!I've become a big, big, big fan of Facebook advertisements (aka "Fliers"), and I've just completed paying for $40 worth of fliers for some of my friends... mwahahahaha!May embarrassment ensue :-)
My Chemical Romance's new album, "The Black Parade," features many songs that are, quite frankly, awesome. "Welcome to the Black Parade" is a rock fest, feel-good anthem that directly deals with death in a positive light. "Mama" is a groovy beat that deals with death and family. "Teenagers" is a short romp through the fear of teenagers present in every hypocritical adult. And finally, "Sleep" features these lyrics:
And through it all
How could you cry for me?
Cause I don't feel bad about it.
So shut your eyes,
Kiss me goodbye,
And sleep.
Just sleep.
The hardest part is letting go of your dreams.
It's a wonderful album discussing not the fear, but the ballad, of death. I recommend you pick up a copy ASAP... oh, and the song "Famous Last Words" is featured in the pilot episode of "Critically Correct AudioCast," which releases tomorrow afternoon.
For the first time in almost three weeks I've turned my cell phone off... and it feels damn good!Maybe I'll do this more often...
I'm not gonna make it! I'm at 293 posts and I have idea how to fill in 7 more posts (guess I can't count, see entry below)!In other news, the OSU v. Michigan game has begun!
Brandon 2.0, you might call it. A new, more professional, proper Brandon is coming this Sunday. Stay tuned (this pun is getting old...).
I have nine (9!!!) posts to go before I hit 300, and I was hoping to launch my AudioCast series with my 300th post. So... I'm gonna be blogging a lot over the next three days (two posts a day, actually), and will launch my Critically Correct AudioCast Series Sunday afternoon around 5:00pm.Stay tuned (literally!).
Thanks to the wonderful blogophsere, I know that one of my friends is all stressed out about "friend-stuff" just the same as I am... I sure hope we're not the source of each other's stress, because that would be a bit weird... but eh... too bad she never wants to talk about it :-(I'm not gonna get any sleep tonight. See you peeps tomorrow!
The final version of my audiocast is ready to roll for this Sunday's launch. I just realized that it coincides with the launch of Wii, which is... just random.Anyway, tomorrow night I'll be bringing the AudioCasts website live, so keep an eye out for that, and I'm also planning to invest some major money (barely triple digits, but whatever), into a marketing campaign of sorts to get the word out about my audiocast series. The full title of the new site (and general marketing name) will be "B3: Critically Correct AudioCast Series" (or CCAC for short).In case any of the technical-minded are curious, I'm hosting my audiocasts via the Internet Archive (www.archive.org), and thus will be able to provide a complete library of audiocasts available at all times. I can't wait.Test time soon, so I'm out.
Here's a new poem I just wrote, based on some feelings, fears, and worries (and past experience):A Random Fuckby Brandon BrunoThe act is crude
and the noises are rude
thrust, thrust, thrust
is a must, must, must
boys become men
and girls wonder when
growing up is never fun
yet you still haven't won
from a flirt to a kiss
to a fuck to a miss
it will ruin your life
and bring more strife
than you would ever know
so please don't show
how to move and spread
your skin's so red
from a frown to a smile
it's been awhile
since you last respected
and always protected
what means most to...
you.
Well it seems that I'm 13 posts away from 300 (as of this writing)... which means, now 12!It's gonna be a LONG Tuesday, so I'm leaving a warning now that you most likely won't hear from me again until Wednesday. I've been forced to think about what I call "The Classic Y Scenario."That is:I'm either 1) freaking out over things with Lacey too easily (probable) or 2) I'm being treated unfairly and she's truly being an ass to me (...).I'm not sure which way to go yet, but I have my ideas, and I can't keep sitting on the fence.In other news, I'll be launching the website for my podcast series this Thursday afternoon, so stay tuned for that.Out.
In case Facebook isn't enough to help you stalk me, I've added a link to my public Google Calendar (in an effort to keep my butt in gear, I'll do my best to keep it up to date, so you can easily see where I am and when I'm free). The link is on the right, as usual. Enjoy!
By the way, I'm recording my first podcast today and hope to publish it next Sunday... stay tuned!
EDIT: I'm trying to climb to 300 posts so I hit it next weekend, so I'm editing old posts to cheat and not run up my counter :-)
Anywho, I updated my Dragonfly Portal Page. For those not in the know, the DPP is my personal "home page" -- that is, it's the first thing I see when I open Firefox, giving me easy access to all the links I want right away. I've posted a mirror version of it online for access to my familiar links away from home.
There aren't any new links on it (there are less actually), but the design is all-new and a few sections of links have been moved around. Also, it's built around a (far less) stable per-pixel measured design, meaning that although it's easier to break, I have more room to create pretty visuals. I'll see how it goes.
LINK: http://mysite.verizon.net/mdbruno/dragonfly_portal/
Save all my equipment works properly after next week, staring with my 300th post, I will publish a weekly podcast (audio blog). Shortly after, I hope to move to video podcasts.Rather than simply dump my text blog into video form, I hope to expand what I cover on a weekly basis, from the latest news with school, gaming, or my thoughts on serious issues (AllofMP3, anyone?). Also, don't expect any "girl bash" rants that I'm known for from time to time: I'm going to stick to fun stuff, mostly.Anywho, I have to test some more equipment and whatnot, so here's the countdown to 300!
What I tell Colleen sometimes isn't just dramatic fluff. I really am heading for some kind of mental breakdown, although this is not always a bad thing.Yes, I keep a lot of feelings pent up inside me, but at the same time, is it necessary to always share my feelings with people for the sake of "venting?" The answer, in my eyes, is when the person I open up with is someone who I care about on more than just a "friendship" level. That is, it is someone who can understand not just my immediate problem, but understands the historical background of my problem (attach an 's' to that, actually).Thus my problem becomes full-circle:Lacey understands me better than any of my other friends, in ways that no one else can. However, opening up to her does no good when she does not care about my problems. Thus the issue: the person I desire to be the most open with does not want to listen (partly because some of my stresses are in relation to her). What happens now? What should be the course of action?I'm not trying to dis my other friends. All of my friends are wonderful, but I've not been one to historically open up to great depths without forming a firm friendship foundation first... sounds corny, I know...I'll try to blog some more on this later. For now I have a few chapters to read for ethnic studies...Out.
In all my dreams of late, I wish I could be this man:
Gordon Freeman, Half-Life 2
Time, why you punish me?
Like a wave bashing into the shore
You wash away my dreams.
- Hootie and the Blowfish - "Time"Indeed, it has become apparent that time is a big factor in my life. I'm running out of it. I finished scheduling classes for Spring semester here at BGSU, and it looks like I'll be attending college for a full year beyond my four years. Fifth year senior, yay!Anywho, tomorrow is going to be a long Thursday for me, but... it'll be a nice one! 65 degrees warm is looking to hopefully lift my spirits. I'm kinda in the dumps about Lacey being in Aruba... sunny days should help that.Oh, and it seems that all the Issues that I wanted to pass in Ohio did indeed pass... down with smokers, yay for pay increases, and poo on the Republicans.Finally, I've started a new group on Facebook. Check it out when you get the chance: "Sexy Things."
A successful format! Now that the might Dragonfly computer is back up and running, I'm slowly reinstalling programs as I need them. I'm also in the process of scheduling classes for next semester, and I'll have an update on that later today. It's gonna be an interesting Spring semester thus far.See ya after my math class.
I've fought for days, hand-coding and studying in great detail a disastrous virus infection on my computer. Before I lose all hope, I'm finally doing what I feared most: a complete format.This is my last blog post from the "old" Dragonfly. Tomorrow will see a new, fresh desktop. I can't wait.
Well, in twenty more posts, I'll have written 300 entries... yay for a party! (Not...)Today was hectic. I didn't work this morning, but instead slept until 11:00ish, since last night was a long one... I drove Lacey to DTW in Michigan so she could catch her flight to Aruba. Sounds like she made it just fine, too.Not to go on a negative bend here, but I just noticed something: yesterday (Sunday, November 5th), was the one-year anniversary of our breakup (Lacey and I). A moment of silence please......Indeed.Anywho, a sunny, 55-degree Tuesday is in store for us, and I have a ton of work to do (doubly-the-amount, actually, since I'm helping Lacey get homework turned in too... gee, aren't I a nice guy for someone who doesn't even want to hang out with me?).Okay, enough negativity. See you peeps tomorrow.
My weekend became horrendously busy, and my long-promised blog post is... no more...But anywho, it's looking like another busy week, with a major paper due early next week, a ton of homework this week, and no time for anything fun.On a side note, Lacey is in Aruba all week, and I'll be using my blog to keep her up-to-date on happenings back home (umm... here).With that, I'm off to get a Frosty... out.
I know I've made some promises of big updates, but obviously, I've ran out of time. I'll be sure to get something going tomorrow, as I've come to a very peculiar conclusion...
After conducting a very formal scientific study, I've determined this. MY FRIDAY SUCKS.I've summed up my data in this line graph:
Big, awesome, over-emotional coming update later today ... stay tuned.
In the last ten minutes I went from an over-joyed, hungry college student to an angry, jealous, stalker-ish high schooler... and it was because of a girl...Wow, it's good to be back.
What a surprisingly awesome week it has been. The story:First off, I knew my work schedule with Meijer was light this week, but I didn't think that time off could be this week. As where having to work 8a to 12p, or 6a to 12p, is typically a drag on school, I've found that by not having to work prior to class, I enjoy my day so much more.In addition to a light week at Meijer, it's been (and will be) a light week with school. Two classes this week were cancelled in advance. I got to see a live preview of Windows Vista and won a free webcam in the process. I get all day Friday off. Homework has been non-existant this week.It's been a damn good week, and I haven't even started talking about girls yet... excellent...
Just in case there were doubts (from both pundits and within myself), here I am.
Stemming from and based directly on this blog, "B3: Critically Correct AudioCast Series" has launched! Abbreviated as "CCAC," it is at it's simplest, an audio version of my blog. With best intentions, I hope to post a new episode once a week, and Sundays will most likely be that day. Keep it locked to this blog for updates on that. The concept/show is still in its infancy, so please bear with me as I grow it, and by all means, leave feedback on what you think of it. The CCAC website that's currently up is temporary. I'm working on designing a full-fledged Blogger site, so hang tight.
Any who, what's been up with me? I go to work five days a week, and the Grocery gig at Meijer isn't too bad. It's a lot of work to keep a department with 10,000-plus items priced properly, but I'm doing my best. On a personal level, I'm trying to get back into "Event Horizon," my short story (now novella-length). My Chemical Romance is the band that I currently can't get out of my CD player and away from my MP3 player. "The Black Parade," their newest album, is simply stunning. But you already knew that :-)
