Month: February 2006

  • All is fair in love and war

    So much to update, so little time. Bear with me, for I shall try to get it all in.

    First of all, I’m wondering what’s happened to a few key bloggers. We used to comment between each other’s blogs several times a week. They haven’t updated since the first of the year. I know I don’t have any room to talk, but still, I’m concerned. Was it me? Or was it that Godaweful My Space? Oh well, you know who you are, so if you read these words, please leave me a comment letting me know that you’re not dead but bogged down with life…or admit to being a turncoat.

    Currently listening to Peter, Paul and Mary’s Blowin’ in the Wind on infinite repeat. Like their Leavin’ on a Jet Plane too.

    Let’s see…where did I last leave off? So of course Elisabeth didn’t come up. None of them do. I don’t know why. Frankly, I don’t care. They are irrelevant now. I have no family. It is clear why Pumblechook wanted me to file Fin Aid as an orphan. So to each his own.

    I never fried the memory…just wasn’t putting it in correctly. But the 865PE only supports 4 ranks @ 400mHz, so peak performance is at 2GB instead of the 4 that the motherboard supports. Asses. Other recent upgrades include a 300GB SATA drive, 16MB buffer (blew my mind!) and a TV tuner. Now I can watch cable on the b0x3n.

    About this skiing trip: you gotta know all the hoe shit that’s been going down. So they wanted to go to Colorado to go ski in honor of Mom’s birthday and their anniversary. I told them I’d pay for me to go if they would tell me what airlines (this was the first time that they were going to fly) and how much the room was going to cost. Now granted, I don’t think I would have skied (went to ski school the first time, couldn’t pick it up on the return trip), but still, it was a way out of the apartment and Alabama. Nothing against this great State, but still, one likes to have the landscape change from time to time. And hell, I love staying in condos with fires and retro kitchens and thinking of all the romance that’s in those kinds of places. The kind of places I want when I make my millions.

    So I called Mom up and said, “Have you bought the tickets yet?” “No.” “How much will it cost?” “I don’t think you can go. Talk to Pumblechook.” Then, “Were taking (insert name of fat, unattractive bitch that isn’t part of the family here) skiing and we’re paying for it too. You can’t come.” Alright then. Fuck me, fuck you. So, as I’m chillin’ here in Huntsvegas, I go to look at cars again. Found a 2005 Reno fully loaded (sunroof, remote access, cruise control, etc. etc.), Cobalt Blue, 5 speed 13000 miles. Talked them down to 10,5000. Bank approved loan. Bought car. So put that in your peace pipe and smoke it biatch! Got the car, need the girl. Miami 2006 baby!

    Didn’t get approved for the loan on the house. But I did get approved for the car. And it was all without Pumblechook’s help. :P

    Insurance is screwy. It costs me less to keep the piece of shit car then it would to sell it simply because the policy would become a fleet policy. The car I hate so much I still can’t be rid of. But that’s ok. I’ll let Reggie drive it. That way, he doesn’t spend the money on a vehicle for the little bit of driving that he’ll do. I really should add him to the policy though. Have to convince him to do this.

    About school, here’s the deal: I’m for sure going to take Cal C. Need to take Digital Logic and Physics. Thought about Linear Algebra, but I want a programming class in there too so I don’t burn out. But the most I’ll let myself take is 4 classes. Gonna work and borrow the money. The idea here is that I’ll have the security of knowing that the bills will be paid if I borrow the money and have it in the bank. At the same time, I’ll have the satisfaction of working and bringing in cash, but I won’t have that much school that I can’t do it. Problem is thus: Cal C, Physics and Digital Logic all in one semester will once again break my will to do it. So, I’m gonna need to find some mentors/tutors. If anyone knows of someone…

    Filed taxes. I’m actually getting a little money back despite the fact that I was filing single, head of household one dependant all year long last year. Waiting on the security deposit from Verizon to come in. Yay! For money that comes your way for just being you.

    I stepped on the belt clip for my fone, so it’s gotta be special ordered since they don’t carry that model of phone or clip anymore. And it’s gonna cost upwards of $15. Bastards.

    Saw some old friends the other day. Went to see an old math teacher. She’s doing well. Might get her to help me with the math if I can’t find anyone else. First trip in the Pimpmobile was to Macaroni Grill. Reggie‘s best friend from back home had come up, so we all went. Saw all the old folks who were still working there…some had come back that had left too. Loved every minute of it. Our server gave us a discount…I tipped her well for it too.

    Girls. Yeah, I still don’t have one. Won’t have one. So I guess it will be Reggie and I going to Miami. But hell, I’m going, so… Tried to get a friend to hook me up with one of her friends. The person in question is a date-a-holic. No help or word from the hookup thus far. Thought about asking someone else out that got divorced from a stupid marriage last year. Perhaps I am resigned to just being a boxer and the “come-ons from the whores on Seventh Avenue”.

    Weather Man and Fly Away Home are on the way. Pre-ordered Weather Man. Fly Away Home is a movie that I’ve wanted to own for a while and helped me secure the free shipping. Should have bought Domino, but I’ll pick it up soon, so…

    Reggie and I have really bonded. Good stuff. I guess I don’t say much about him here because we chill a lot. I mean just that. We don’t do anything. We just sit in each other’s apartments and chill. I bought Scarface and Two for the Money. The former was something to add to the collection whilst the latter is something that I’ve been wanting to see. Tried to watch it last night after work, but it had been too long of a day. Reggie wanted Upside of Anger. It was a much better watch the second time around. Forgot all the good stuff in that movie.

    Other than the summer blockbusters, there’s nothing decent that’s caught my eye yet for this year with the exception of the Clive Owen bank robbery movie Inside Man.

    There’s a lot more that I would have said had I been updating all along. Lot’s of insights into life. Lots of happy moments lately. So here’s the deal: if you think that there are gaping holes in blog, ask me about them in a comment and I’ll respond with my next post.

  • Joel

    Random thoughts for Valentine’s Day, 2006. The day is a holiday invented by greeting card companies to make people feel like crap.

    I ditched work today. Took a train out to Montauk. I don’t know why. I’m not an impulsive person. I guess I just woke up in a funk this morning. I gotta get my car fixed.

    It’s goddamned freezing on this beach. Montauk in Feburary. Brilliant, Joel! Pages ripped out. Don’t remember doing that. It appears this is my first entry in two years. Sand’s overrated. It’s just tiny little rocks. If only I could meet someone new. I think my chances of that happening are somewhat diminished seeing I’m incapable of making eye contact with a woman I don’t know. Maybe I should get back together with Niamoi. She was nice. Nice is good. She loved me.

    Why is it I fall in love with every woman I see who shows me the least bit of attention?

  • All my bags are packed, I’m ready to go
    I’m standing here outside your door
    I hate to wake you up to say goodbye
    But the dawn is breakin’, it’s early morn
    The taxi’s waiting, he’s blowin’ his horn
    Already I’m so lonesome I could cry.

    So kiss me and smile for me
    Tell me that you’ll wait for me
    Hold me like you’ll never let me go.
    I’m leavin’ on a jet plane
    I don’t know when I’ll be back again
    Oh, babe, I hate to go.

    There’s so many times I’ve let you down
    So many times I’ve played around
    I tell you now, they don’t mean a thing
    Every place I go, I think of you
    Every song I sing, I sing for you
    When I come back, I’ll wear your wedding ring.

    So kiss me and smile for me
    Tell me that you’ll wait for me
    Hold me like you’ll never let me go.
    I’m leavin’ on a jet plane
    I don’t know when I’ll be back again
    Oh, babe, I hate to go.

    Now the time has come to leave you
    One more time let me kiss you
    Then close your eyes, I’ll be on my way.
    Dream about the days to come
    When I won’t have to leave alone
    About the times, I won’t have to say,

    Kiss me and smile for me
    Tell me that you’ll wait for me
    Hold me like you’ll never let me go.
    I’m leavin’ on a jet plane
    I don’t know when I’ll be back again
    Oh, babe, I hate to go.

  • When you’re weary
    Hi. I’m not dead. Far from it. I am very much alive and dealing with my bipolar issues. Let’s see: what is the news?

    First of all, I don’t get on Xanga or AIM because I’m pulling the 12 and 14 hour workdays. Suffice it to say that I don’t have much cognitive reverie for much after work. For example: I bought 2 gigs of memory for the b0x3n and attempted to install it after I had paid for the more expensive FedEx shipping from New Egg. Apparently, I didn’t seat one of the memory modules correctly and hence shorted it out. Since it’s a matched pair, I’ve got to send them both back. Will do so on Monday.

    Am currently in the process of buying a house. Kinda. A real estate agent came through drive through in Hampton Cove and I off-handedly mentioned I’d like to live there someday. She told me that she had something in the area for $145K..turns out the list was $165K. Went and looked at it. Loved it. Called her back a few days later and asked her to ask the owner to take $150K. He did. So all I need do now is get the financing…which won’t happen, but then again, they might find a whopper of a program for me. We’ll see. Reggie wants to move from here anyway, so he said he’d move and make half of the payment each month. Hopefully, I’ll get a call from the finance office Monday morning and they won’t have anything. Then I’ll get the earnest money back. Otherwise, I’ve bought a house in Hampton Cove and no one can take it from me, even if it means going into the Air Force to hold on to it.

    In other news, if the house doesn’t go through, I’m gonna save the money and buy a Reno. Still debating on where to go for my B-day. Want to go to Florida, but that only works if Reggie wants to go or if I have a girl to take. Girls: apply inside. Otherwise, I think I might head up to MO and see Eric, Astro and stuf123.

    And I think I’ve finally made a decision about school: I think I’ll go back to UAH in the fall after my B-day trip and plug away at the CS degree. If something comes of film/videography between now and then fine. For some reason, I just don’t want to do the research on film schools right now. I don’t want to move from AL. It’s expensive, and I know that Dad won’t give me a thin dime’s worth of help. So my thought is to get a degree and go from there. Ideally, I’d have my masters, but I don’t’ want to waste too much time before seriously getting into film. I think I’ll let my friends break the ice for me “out there” and then invite me out so I can wow ‘em all. The way I see it, CS is just something to do for now. I will always love computers, don’t get me wrong. But I’m not a serious scientist. I can only do the books for so long before I drive myself crazy. Hence film. It would be just peachy keen with me to get a call, do a film and come back to plug away at the degree for a year or so, get another call…ad infinum.

    Elisabeth got back from NZ. I would hope that she would come up and I could take her to dinner and get her to tell me about it, but something tells me that my family won’t come up to Huntsvegas even if I had died and God Himself mandated the funeral to be here.

    I love my family!!!!!

    P.S. Look what Frank made for me

    Spielberg should sue