Dude, CAhlen, when I just now read the post about the snow it reminded me of when the dude in American Beauty was like, it was just me and the bag dancing, and that just cracked me up, you complete me:)

And now for greatest Anime...
Blood, the last Vampire
Ghost in the Shell
Record of Lodoss War
Akira
Cowboy Bebop Series
Ninja Scroll

I think that's it for best one's so far

Well, it's been about a week since Cliff left for spain:( I want him to come home and play with us, but I hope he's having fun. And now Marc leaves in like 3 weeks for Australia:(

On the upside, I have music to listen to today. I got a bunch of MP3's copied onto a CD before I left this morning, so I have the new Cake, Alien Ant Farm, some Green Day and Dynamite Hack. It's so nice to not have to listen to this game:)

Also, the more I read of "Youth in Revolt" the more I like it.

Dej- do you have this alleged "Last Unicorn"? I would like to read it. :)

What do you think about as you drift off to sleep?

Usually, I'm just like going over stuff in my mind and then I can't even remember it the next day. Sometime's I contemplate life and other times I just appreciate the people in my life. But then I just lie awake for hours:)

You know, I think the best thing in life is friends and family(aka relationships):)
Check you guys later, and cahlen, enjoy your sleep...

timmah

Blog fog dog smog
hog bog
Ti tay ta to
we way wi wo

i so tired, help... me........

fe fi fo fum I smell the blood of an englishman

"timmah...."
- Timmy

"TIMMAY!!!"
- Timmy

"SHHH!!!"
- Stan

"To travel is to discover that everyone is wrong about other countries."
- Alduous Huxley

"Love is being stupid together."
- Paul Valery (1871 - 1945)

"The fool doth think he is wise, while the wise man knows himself a fool."
- William Shakespeare

"If it's tourist season, why can't we shoot them?"
- Seen on A Bumper Sticker

"Ask yourself whether you are happy, and you cease to be so."
- John Stuart Mill (1806 - 1873)

"There are no facts, only interpretations."
- Friedrich Nietzsche

I suppose it's all just different ways of looking at the same thing. I suppose I'm a romantic. All I really think we can do is keep our minds open.

What would it be like to be deaf, blind, and couldn't taste, smell, or feel?

Hey Mark, I waiting to get blown away (at how easy you are to beat at Rune... MWA hAHAHAHAHAH)

So, I guess my point was, I can talk until I'm blue in the face about nothing, I just don't see the point, but I'll indulge you...

So, we can't really tell if we're real or not,
Suppose we're a computer program, God know's we're running simulations of our earth on some super computer right now. It has these scripts(people) and they come together and make a blank script, then they add there parts to the new script(babies) then these scripts grow and learn and question, then commune with other scripts. The program runs, the scripts don't know any different, they're all living in their world. Perhaps there used to be users that interacted with the program(the greek gods?) Perhaps the last user to interact with our particular program(They have lots going of course) was Jesus Christ of Nazareth. Suppose there's other users that decided to stay in the program but just be watchers that jump in occasionally(angels and demons if you will). It's an idea.

But the point is, we can never know. It's kinda what the matrix was getting at, but I don't think that we exist outside the computer. God could be the programmer. I don't know, and Cahlen doesn't either. But the thing is Cahlen will talk about it, and I just keep it on the inside and ponder it while driving places.

Dejah, I do want to congratulate you on speaking your mind:) I hope you know Cahlen and I laugh at half the shit he says on here. In case you were wondering, Cahlen and I are still on speaking terms.

I know I'm full of shit, but do we really have to dwell on what we don't know?

I've never seen the world more beautiful
than when it was covered in snow,
glowing like the heavens
beneath the shining moon.
When the snow comes down
it makes no sound but the sound
of an angel's sighing.
Can you say this isn't real?
It's not a dream that I'm seeing here.
It would be a dream if I could live
inside that moment,
and run along side the shining unicorn.
But instead I watch as the sun
melts her color into green.

-thoris

Can you guess
the time of dawning strike
cover your ears
or you might miss
your last chance
to forget

Cahlen, can I say that you amaze me? What you said wasn't a "long psychotic rant." At least, I understood what you were trying to say. Maybe that's because we're related....

Tim on the other hand is so concerned with "bullshit" that he can't see past the end of his nose. All I can say to you right now buddy is... GET A LIFE! You're the one who's full of shit. Just because you're pissed that your life isn't the way that you once thought it should be.

Yeah, that all sounds a lot worse than I meant it too sound (not the ariel thing, the long psychotic rant. I would never give a disclaimer about ariel. She's hot.)

Favorite Movie of all time:

Little Mermaid: Ariel is hot

No deep throught right now. When I write them it will rock your world.

Fav movies of all time:
Simon Birch: makes me cry like a little girl
Die Hards (yipee cayay mother fucker)
Tommy Boy: Fat guy in a little coat and a skinny dude saving the factory
Lethal Weapons: Rene Russo is a little hotty
Matrix: Keannu is really emerging as a great actor....wow
Meet the Parents: Pamela Martha Focker

Dude, it's best movies: best anime comes later this week, cause I couldn't get it all on there if I had movies and anime mixed. and dude, you're freakin:)

I know I contradicted myself , but I meant something different. You had said that we will make our own problems in the sense that we consiously go out and find them, like drugs. But now I don't really think you were saying that, but I just wanted to make the point that it's an unconcious thing. Which is what you meant. So I was being redundant. Hey give me a break. It was 4:30 in the freakin morning.

Dej, when you mentioned that moment at Friday Harbor that is what I think it is all about. I had a similar moment last winter. Everyone was asleep in the house and I went outside and the moon was out and it lit up the snow. It was quiet and untouched and I thought I wish I was apart of that. I would want nothing else just to be a part of it. I thought, if there is a God, THIS is God. And if this is God then everything is God. It was just in this one moment that I was able to see that. But that doesn't means that's the way all the time. i just don't realize because I'm caught up in everything else which distracts me. It's like we're in a dream all the time and when we look back we feel like we've missed something, and I think we have. There is beauty in everything and we take it all for granted. And that's just the way our brain works. It gathers information and catalogues it away for quick reference to quicken the analyzing process. For example, a tree. You see a tree and you think tree. Really not a whole lot else unless you need more info. Yet everything we see is infinitly complicated and we miss it. That rock and that harbor will be there when your off running around, it'll be there when you are dead. It's beauty will remain no matter what happens in your life. Whether you lead a "good" or "bad" life. Do you think it really matters? That beauty is always there in everything, and the only thing I want out of life is to be apart of that. I want to wake up from this dream live in that moment all the time. I believe that its possible. Do you know what sin really means? It means to miss the point, that's what it originally meant. When Jesus says he's son of God, I think he means we all are. I don;t think he was any different than us other than he saw the world the way it is.

Tim, I think that in society there is a point worrying. It gets things done and it's a trait that just got us this high up in evolution. If you have one person who sits back and gets only the necessities accomplished and someone who goes for the gusto all the time well he's gonna be the one who's gonna pass on his genes. We find a point to something and are motivated to get there. But I think that's just a tool and we can't really use it to answer the meaning of life. Why does there need to be a meaning? And what if it is someone's dream? We can't and won't know any better, and even if we did what could we do about it? Would it really changed how you live your life?

Dude, you forgot Blood the Last Vampire on the best movies of all time list...

All in all though, I'd prefer to just live in the moment.

Best Movies of all time(in no particular order):
Fight Club
Snatch
American Beauty
Moulin Rouge
American History X
Usual Suspects
Momento

Bullshit, the thing is we never know shit, we don't know if we really exist so contemplating death doesn't even make sense. This is the thing I love, you can't know anything for certain. For all we know, we could be in someone's(God's) dream. He/She wakes up some day, our existence is totally annihilated, the point is you don't know. You can't know whether or not you're doing anything, a butterfly in brazil triggers a rainstorm in Norway, it's all bullshit. Rock's shit, death is the end? Nihlist? We believe in nothing. Cahlen, you're so full of shit, I can't even look at you. This'll be a point where we have to just respect each other's opinion and not force our beliefs on one another:)

As far as making your own problems, you said yourself you do, in the sentence after you said you didn't. Worrying about what other people think is bullshit, yet, if you worry about that, you are creating that problem. It has nothing to do with the outside world. It's us, fucking up our own lives.

ARGH! Oh well, check out these blogs I found today, I think they kick ass!

Sunday Hero

Prostitute Laundry

Everyone should read Peter Beagle's "The Last Unicorn."

Everyone. Do you hear me? It is the greatest fairy tale ever written.... yes, even more than LoR.

LoR was long. And dark... they were walking and they were tired, afraid, thirsty, depressed. Did I say that it was dark? Oh, and they were thirsty too, and tired of eating Lembas. but it never ran out so they had to keep eating it. That sucks. They could have started eating the grass. Grass is could for you. Just like sourcraut. Is that how you spell it? Well... ITS GOOD FOR YOU! Don't ever let your mom feed it to you for breakfast.

It's gold today
shiver me timbers
throw out the red garnett
and wash your hands
of everything you ever
believed in

-thoris

Cahlen, what are you doing up so early? Or should I say.... late?

I agree with you on the whole rock falling off a cliff thing. Sometimes I wonder what the point of everything is and if going to college and getting good grades really will matter in the long run. Well, I don't know whether that kind of stuff is important or not. But I do know that despite all the dumb things we do to make ourselves feel like we're doing something special- getting a job, going to school, etc- there are moments in between that make it all worth it. Yesterday I was sitting on a rock on the shore at Friday harbor labs watching the boats go in and out... watching the waves and the sunlight as it glittered and sparkled across the tremulous blue. There was the wind, the sun, the rock, and myself. In that moment, the only thing that mattered was that I was there. And all the work that I've done to get to that spot made it all worth it.

mmmm... I'll write more later....

Please note the time of these entry's... Wow

I just remembered a great line from Fight Club.

"Fuck Martha Stewart. She's polishing the brass on the Titanic. It's all going down man."

(sorry if the quote isn't completely acurate)

Brown cow ice Cream... never had any of that stuff. Probably pretty good. It's those weird named things that always taste good.

I don't think you can really say that someone "makes" their own problems. I think that whatever situation you are in your mind tries to create an equalibriem. So if you are very well off then things that I would never cross the mind of someone less well-off as being a problem become more prominent. An example: Someone simply disagreeing with anything I said would really ruin my day. I would blow it up into something huge. While people who might be going through a bankruptcy wouldn't really worry about that kind of thing. they've got other problems. It's almost like their "worry quota" was filled. So I think my point is if one minute you worry about something then something bigger comes up you forget about the previous. You don't even give a second thought to it anymore. And when you're not worrying about these things they still work themselves out without a second thought on your part. There can always be something bigger to worry about so why worry about anything if it can be deemed inconsequential by something else. Anyway, though worrying is pointless i think the mind needs something negative to meditate on. Even in the best situation it's gonna find something.

And now for something completely different:

I really hate writing about serious stuff. We take ourselves too seriously. If you take a step back and watch we're really pretty hilarious. An observation a co-worker made, "We're just a bunch of monkeys wearing clothes." He was on shrooms at the time... We just run around thinking we're accomplishing something. Is there really anything we can accomplish? It's a road going nowhere. We think, oh it's coming. If I just work a little harder. Get through grade school. It's coming! What do i do now? Well High School. Ok, and now? College. Got it, now what? Get a job. Sweet. What next? Get married, have a family. One day you're gonna realize "Wow, I'm there..." and you're gonna feel the same way you always have. I think it's quite obvious there isn't a point to anything we do. So we try to make a point and maybe it'll get us somewhere. Really it gets us nowhere, there's nowhere to go. Religion is the funniest thing when you think about it. It's just us trying convince ourselves there's a purpose to us being here. Why does there need to be a purpose? We think we're different than everything else in the world. So we're farther up the evolutionary ladder, so what? Face it, you're gonna die why is that so scary? I was listening to an Alan Watts lecture a few days ago and he said something that I think really sums it up. He said it's like the moment we were born we were pushed off a cliff. So you're falling and it's obvious you're not gonna make it. There's a rock falling right next to you and you cling to it for dear life. Well the rocks not gonna do you any good, so just sit back, relax, and enjoy the ride.

So maybe that wasn't something completely different, here ya go:

I'm a lumberjack and I'm ok...

Had some Brown Cow Ice cream tonight, from the Tillamook Cheese Factory.... mmmmmMMMMmmmmm, that's stuff's tasty:)

Also, I think I'd sell some of the cheese for to make some money, but then I'd eat alot of it too, Cahlen.

I think you have a point, problems are usually replaced by other problems, like if someone has a perfect life, they make their own problems("drugs, sex, & rock&Roll)

I dunno, too much deep thought:)
I gotta go to bed...
Catch you on the flip side

Enjoy the silence?

I got money to burn, I want to burn it on you,
we got one short life, I want to spend it with you... ("Richard Ashcroft")

In the immortal words of Bob or Doug McKenzie("I can't remember which is which, but it's the one played by Dave Thomas")...
"I'm taking you to the looney bin, then I'm going to the brewery, Eh?"

All in all, I think this life we live, isn't really predestined... Anyway, I found this poem today over at Hangingon.org. and I thought it was really cool, so I thought I'd share it:

Sex Without Love
by Sharon Olds


How do they do it, the ones who make love
without love? Beautiful as dancers,
gliding over each other like ice-skaters
over the ice, fingers hooked
inside each other's bodies, faces
red as steak, wine, wet as the
children at birth whose mothers are going to
give them away. How do they come to the
come to the come to the God come to the
still waters, and not love
the one who came there with them, light
rising slowly as steam off their joined
skin? These are the true religious,
the purists, the pros, the ones who will not
accept a false Messiah, love the
priest instead of the God. They do not
mistake the lover for their own pleasure,
they are like great runners: they know they are alone
with the road surface, the cold, the wind,
the fit of their shoes, their over-all cardio-
vascular health -- just factors, like the partner
in the bed, and not the truth, which is the
single body alone in the universe
against its own best time.


Cahlen, that one's for you big guy, I hope you're having fun at work:)

So yeah, sup doggs... I finally got the LP's. Freakin A.

Yeah Dej, whenever you come home you can head over here and listen to them before I wear them out.

Anime is cool. That vampire one was especially cool. Those blood-sucking-demon-red-eye-people-who-can-fly-only-after-a-brief-transformation-which-looks-really-painful-only-to-get-chopped-by-a-scary/cool-vampire-girl are awesome. I wish I had seen the whole thing. Anime women are the best. Anyway...

So here is my deep thought of the day:

If you could own a cheese factory would you keep it all for yourself? Hmmm...

And now the real deep thought of the day:

Seems to me that no matter what there are times when we are happy and times when we aren't. No matter what is going on outside my head all emotions really seem to balance themselves out meaning I think I get a pretty good balance of "good" and "bad". So if I was rich and had everything I wanted I don't think it'd be all that different. When people are sad all the time we call it depression, an unhealthy state. Would it be true to say that constant happiness is also an unhealthy state? Besides, would we really know we were happy if we were never sad?

Ok, enough with the seriousness. WHOO HOO YIPPEE AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH HAHAHA WHOO WHOO WHOO YE HA HA!!!!!!!!!!

Life is just like the beach:
lottsa hot girls that you're too nervous to talk to:)

My Ode to Pepsi:
Oh Pepsi, My brown sugar,
My sweet love,
you are my upper when I am sleepy,
you are the candy of my body,
you are my sugar high

GooooooooooOOOoooood Morning:)

I'm feeling really good today:) I LOVE free pop. That'll be the problem with my weight, all this free pop:) After winning 2 games of racquetball last night, I'm feeling great.

Once, there was a guy with a bucket on his head,
He'd walk around and walk into everything,
and then one day he got a car and drove around with a bucket on his head.
The end

(I've always had problems ending stories:)

Time to play video games

So, concerning the whole frick frock issue, no comment.

I just saw this movie called "Blood The last Vampire", which was soooooooo AWESOME. I loved it:) I highly recommend everyone see this anime. two thumbs up:)

I LOVE anime. Also, I ordered some Jewel Vinyl today. I think I figured out my birthday present request. I'm gonna ask for a record player:)

I hope you are all having a wonderful day, and I'm going to bed.

Nevermind.

I don't have a car.

Dude.

Where's my car?

Wow. Four in a row. The boss is on a role.

Cahlen was Captain once upon a time. And Zorf too. He was a great Zorf. I was once his Crewmemeber. But most of all, I was Zot. The wicked, the lovely, the master of sneaky-ness. It was fun to be vaporized, but only by Zorf, and never by myself. Could never vaporize myself. So I revaporized the Captain. Because I didn't want to vaporize myself. And I hate big butterflies with fangs because I'm too short to reach the button.

This all makes sense in some other life....

At least one person understands.

Concerning the 8/25 entry "I think Cahlen should have said Fuck when he said Frick in the last rant."

WHY!!!!??? Just because you feel comfortable saying it and think everyone else should just say it too instead of saying things like
"Frick and Frock." Maybe that's what Cahlen really meant. Frick. Frock. Not Fuck.

Yeah Tim, you complain too much. It's okay to get upset about things, but hey, when it's all you write about, it gets old after a while.

Chill out. ;)

timmay timmay timmay!

There once was an old lady who swallowed a fly.
I don't know why she swallowed a fly.
Perhaps she'll die.
Or have an upset stomach.
At the very least, she'll feel
a little queasy.

Hey Cahlen! That's a pretty cool dream you had there. Too bad you had to wake up. Guess I'll have to come over to your place and listen to your turntable Gordon Lightfoot LP's.

What is it about Gordy? He's the man. My roommate doesn't like him. I can forgive her for that.

Maybe.

So once I had a dream that I was this dragon. The king and his daughter were riding out from his castle into the snowy forest, but he didn't know that he was in danger.
I knew, but I was trapped in the dungeon with the king's son. We had been captured and chained to the walls. The king and the princess were captured by the evil men, and the princess was dropped into the lake with a ball and chain. Somehow, I broke my chains, and crashed through the glass wall of the dungeon that overlooked the lake. I dove in after the princess.... I can't remember if I ever came out.

I just realized that it sounds like I'm complaining a lot on here. Which really isn't my point. Weird, well, anyway, I had some free time today so I bought some movies and a couple of records. I'm soooooooooooo excited. I got some Anime and Forest Gump.

So, I've been having Anime cravings recently. Some people don't understand Anime I guess, but somehow it just makes sense to me. I LOVE Anime. Also, I think I have one of the best jobs in the world. Play video games then tell the dev's how to make it more fun:)

Well, lunch is almost over, I hope you are having a great day:)

And another thing, it seems no matter who's week it is to take out the garbage, no matter how many times I remind them, it's always up to me. Not that I expect anything much, I just wish it wasn't always my turn:) It's especially funny cause the guy who's turn it was to do dishes this week, waited until last night to start them up. (*The thing you have to realize for our house is like 2 people eat 3 meals there a day. Thus causing about 10 dirty dishes a day, minimum.which makes doind dishes a daily need.*) I just laugh cause of how no one talked to him about it:) Also, I don't eat food prepared at home, so I never have any dishes so it wasn't a big deal for me, besides it looking like shit.

anyway, hope everyone is well, and I'll check you later...

So, one thing some of my friends don't understand is how I can read like on vacation or something.

Like take for instance when I was in Greece by myself for about a week. Basically, I read the whole week long, got through almost all the way through "Lord of the Rings". But I think it's weird that I read a lot and don't have a HUGE sex drive. Although, I am 23 and I guess I have passed my sexual peak, biologically speaking. Don't get me wrong, I want to have sex. I want someone to return the ball.

Love: physical or mental? This is the problem, usually people who are physically attractive aren't the brightest. Although, one of the things I love about being a guy, is we usually get better with age. Not that I don't think girls get worse, it's just that women usually find older men attractive. It's weird, I think I'd always want to be mentally attracted to a person. Although, the physical attraction, usually overpowers any mental attraction (at least as far as I can tell).

Isn't it weird how we all find the same people attractive? It's the whole, diamond in the rough thing. Finding the one that others have been looking over, cause they don't find them so attractive as say, ricky Martin or Elizabeth Shue. Finding the diamond, that's what it's about

So, we just got finished watching one of the greatest films ever made... "Empire Records"

It's one of my favorite movies since I first watched it back in like 95. Anyway, I highly suggest seeing it, if you haven't. It was Cahlen's first time, kinda. He'd seen the end b4.

I so want money to spend, but I don't have any cause of bills and the shitty economy:( C'est la vie...

You ever notice how we are never quiet anymore? Like, I can't remember the time I went outside and looked at the night sky. Also, I'm used to way more personal time, and I never get it (*one of the funny things living with 4 other guys*). But besides that, it's weird with the whole, personal time vs. lonely time, cause when you get personal time one can sometimes feel lonely. But other times, you're like, I just want to be alone. 1 of the things I've learned to do, is always have stuff for personal stuff time. Like I now have about 5 books that I have lined up to read. Now, I just need the vacation time to read them all.

Hip Hip...
On an Island in the Sun, having some fun, I feel fine, I can't control my brain.
Hip Hip....

So it turns out I've been combing my hair backwards for as long as I can remember.

See the dealio is this, I was combing my hair in the mirror, and in the mirror everything is backwards. Thus when I was combing my hair to look normal, I was actually combing it backwards. This is really hard to deal with, considering I've been doing it since I was like 8 or whatever age it is one starts combing one's hair.

hmm... Cahlen was dropped on his head.... that explains a lot of things:)

well, now it's time to play video games, I mean work:)

So a little more dissemination of information...

here's the dealio, I think. First you're born and everyone loves you, then you learn that everyone doesn't love you later. Then you deal with that, and how you deal with that is how you turn out. But really that's just bullshit too, cause you react to everything in a certain way, and that's just one thing you're reacting to.

If I had to choose between knowing everything and knowing nothing, I would most undoubtedly choose to know nothing.

A common dillemma has hit our house, we're out of TP. It's not a big problem, but it means I have to go to Costco, and I can't go to costco until people pay me for bills, which is basically like pulling teeth. Not you Cahlen, the other people in the house:) (and by other people I don't mean kevin or cliff)

We watched "Cowboy Bebop" Disk 1 tonight, which was way fun. I highly recommend the entire 6 disk series of which I only have disk 1 and 5.

Sorry for the depressing poem earlier, I just had to get it out.

The truth of the matter is this, I really do know nothing, but at least I have a good idea:)

I love that I have no idea whether or not anyone is actually reading this thing. This way I can write whatever is on my mind and it'd just there in black and white for all to see, if they wanna look.

g'night

I was dropped on my head?

hehe......cool......

Hey Dej, I bought a turntable. I also bought 13 Gordon Lightfoot LP's (records). Sweet eh?

So I had a dream. It was pretty cool. I got this box in the mail. It was a long box. I thought, "Hmmm, maybe there is some Gordon Lightfoot LP's in here." I thought that mostly because I had bought some. I opened the box and there were some Gordon Lightfoot LP's. I was happy. So I played them with the syringe needle. Hey, I'm sure it works as good as any other needle plus come one, it's a freakin dream. Yeah and they played music. I woke up and I was happy. Then when I actually came to, you know it takes about 30 min before you say hey that wasn't real, then I wan't happy anymore. I wrote an email. I was mad. They said they sent them though. Then I thought, I had them when I was sleeping, and now I have to wait. Frick. I'm going back to bed.

and now a much lighter poem:

An Ode to Brak:
I love you baby-
duh duh duh-
So I bit him-
I think I just went to sleep and woke up stupid-
Minkey boodle-
pupupu platter-
I told you never trust a monkey-
Hi everyone I'm blip, eep eep eep eep
do you wanna blow up?
Better watch a cartoon
Who let a fluffy?
Whoa, what died in here?
The end

And now a poem by yours truly...

At night, can you hear me cry?
Can you see the pain?

God weeps, for the hell we make and the hell we live,
This silence overwhelms me, coming from my soul,
A cry, dear God, can you hear me?

The servant that cannot live without you,
I feel so alone, will you not comfort me,
like you did so long ago?

GOD!!! I'm here, what is it that you want from me?
All the bullshit I see, this can't be what was intended....

can you hear my silent screams, though they never come?

Is Cahlen really a crack baby? I don't know, I think he's just creative. One time we sang this song about his headgear:

I have to wear my stupid headgear
he has to wear his stupid headgear
I have to wear my stupid headgear
he has to wear his stupid headgear
all day
headgear

Maybe it's because I grew up with him, but I appreciate his weird sense of humor.

Oh yeah, and he was dropped on his head when he was a baby. He fell off the changing table when mom wasn't looking.

So, my love life...

I can recall at one point in my life, when I liked a girl and she liked me back, maybe 2, but 1 is confirmed. Now the problem is this, as soon as I think a girl could possibly like me, I just freak out. I'll be like, "no, you can't like me", which is just stupid.

I really have no idea why I force people that might be attracted to me away. It's really the stupedest thing I do. The other thing I do is tell the truth, pretty much unconditionally, which causes people to get hurt. It's just all the Bullshit, it's a drag, you know?

Then these girls that I could like, are like totally scared that I might like them. Which I don't understand. It's not like I'm really a scary guy. At least I don't think I am. Maybe, it's that I don't stand out, but then I do have blue hair, maybe it's cause I'm more plump than the next guy.

Really though, are we supposed to change for the ladies? or are we just supposed to find one that we're compatible with?

I know this for certain, "All women are crazy", and "All men are crazy", it's just finding the craziness that fits together is key. It's finding the someone with the same kind or balancing craziness that's the trouble.

So, I went to Michael's Toyota this morning to see if I could maybe get a corolla with less payments. That way I'd still have a nice car but my payments would be less a month.

Actually, I was trying to decide between a Corolla and an Echo, but after test driving them, I decided on the Corolla. Anyway, so we sit down to go over financials and the dude is like, I'l be right back. And I'm like, cool, cause the corollas are having a special 4.9% APR for a 60 mo loan. So, I'm like "Kick Ass"....

About 20 minutes later (mind you all I had to keep me entertained is my cell phone with snake on it.), he comes back with his manager. The manager goes into this little speel... "Today, we can get you in a 2001 Tundra, and at 60 mos, you'll pay 505/month, plus we need a down payment of $1200"... or translated... (*We don't think you're serious so please leave our store*) Assholes.

Anyway, I hope everyone is enjoying my postings, I know I am:)

OK, can I just say right now that Cahlen is a bit of a crack baby?

Whoa whoa whoa
I'm sitting in a chair

Doo Doo Doo
I'll never lose my hair

Yay Yay Yay
I like the smell of pear

Yip Yip yip
Man, I'm bored...

So, maybe a little disclaimer...

These rants and raves by the peoples that I know...

They are opinions and are not to be taken as the whole Truth and nothing but the Truth...

So perhaps a little "Beliefs" section by your's truly...

So here are my beliefs, feel free to write, I don't bite (*too hard*)

I believe myself to be christian, probably in the most liberal sense of the word. I do miss ignorance, but am happily living my hetero single lifestyle. I love in your face statements that'll probably piss people off, cause no matter how true they might be, our society has told us another way. (*example: evolution, we see it everywhere, yet most christians still believe in creation.*) I do dislike some christian pastors, I feel sorry for them really, cause if you want a big congregation you have to speak to the lowest denominator. The problem with this is you don't have a chance to learn much from each sermon and then they ask you for money.

I guess it's just this, I like my friends. I don't think people should judge me as a sinner for saying fuck, or shit, or asshole, or flipping someone off. None of us is better than the other. Isn't that what Christ told us? But then, I feel like I'm a reverse person where I judge people for not saying fuck or shit or asshole. When really, I'm fine if people don't want to say those words, but I don't think they should take offense to shit coming out of my mouth.

I think I'm very open minded. (*too open minded?*) Anyway, I love meeting new people, even if my Schizotypal self isn't:) Well, I gotta go...

I think Cahlen should have said Fuck when he said Frick in the last rant

I like El Camino's. Cliff is gone to Spain. Dejah is my sister. I want to go to Wyoming. Tim has blue hair. I think I'm starting to like it. I used to be the Captain. I used to be Zorf. But I can't do it anymore. My voice changed. My youth is lost. I have a 929. Where are my Gordon Lightfoot LP's? Frick! I payed for them last week. Argh! What's the use of having a turntable. I have tickets. American Pie 2 is funny. I'm going back to SPU. I think. Jebe is far away. I wear pajamas to work. Jeff is a cop. I used to play the oboe. Why do I have to look at my life as a timeline I need to plan to fill? Why should I care what happens tomorrow? Frick. Frock. Uncle Toad said you better straighten up right. It'd be nice to have money. I think I'm gonna become a nomad. Don't beat me down.

How's it going. Tim made me do this. Excuse me, are we having a party!!!

Sup

I just want to give a shout out to Dejah and Cliff for signing up to post on here. I'd also like to suggest that Cahlen get his ass in gear

I guess if there's anything that best discribes oneself, it would be your friends...

This is what one friend wrote about me:

Tim - a guy with too much free time who writes descriptions of his friends that are so honest he might lose some of them after his memoirs get published. he gets pissed when you spell it "dood." he likes to talk, and his form of humor is to repeat the same jokes over and over. he's anal about being on time, spelling, and about maintaining friendships. he's always up for drinking and having a good time.

So, it turns out I might be a little Schizotypal which pretty much describes me to a T:)

So, how about a little about your's truly?

I'm a 23 yr old virgin that plays video games for money and does web design on the side.... (now that I got your attention, maybe you would like an explanation)

So, I graduated from Seattle Pacific University last year and went to Europe for 6 weeks. (A Tim's adventure which will someday be packaged into a little (*big*) website for all to see and love) Oh wait, the whole virgin thing... Umm... basically I haven't gotten laid yet, that's how I'm a virgin. Don't get me wrong, I'd like to have sex, just haven't gotten around to it yet. For right now I'm content with Self love

Back to the whole game worker thing.... Wehn I get back from Europe I start working for a dot com, and get hired on as the highest paid webdeveloper there. (Granted I don't think I'm the most highly skilled web dev, but I asked for a lot since it was the internet BOOM and all. Well, come January, said Dot com runs out of money. (*This is after I buy a 2001 Toyota Celica in November*) They decide to drop to 50% employment. Well, I was one of the "lucky" few they asked to stay on at a major salary cut. I stayed with them until the money dried up for real in March. At which point I went on uneployment.

Then the tricky stuff starts happening. Since I'm bored most of the time, I start writing my memoirs, apply for undergraduate work at SPU for a degree in Christian Theology, and basically sit and play video games all day. I contact about 7 "recruiters" or placement agencies, but nothing comes through.

Well, I get accepted to SPU and go in to meet with my financial Aid officer, who is great, very helpful. While I'm there, I check the job boards. I see a web dev job opening for a small company (7 peeps). So I figure what the heck, unemployment is almost run out so I send them my resume. (This is on Monday) Wednesday night they call me for an interview on thursday. Thursday i go in and get the job. I start friday.

Now, my buddy, who is a game tester calls me up and says, "Dude, they're looking for peeps to hire and send me your resume". So I do. I get called from Volt during the week after my interview with said small company. "So, MS is hiring a game tester to play new games and tell you what you think of em." says Volt person and can I come interview. I say "Hell yeah" then go to job interview. Well, I got the job, which is fine considering, said small company only wanted to hire a part time person.

This is my hectic life in the year 2001. I am now not going to SPU, but am working 2 jobs at aroun 60 - 70 hours a week. Well, back to work...

Second Rant. When I'm on a roll what can I say?

So women. Can't live with them, can't understand them, but I'm still in love with them. One thing you ladies NEED to know. Men masturbate, we do, it's not like you're going to find one that doesn't. I think it's bullshit that we can't come to grips with this as a society.

The perfect guy is bullshit. I think that women are looking for this guy they think they want, but they never really want it when they get it. Women want a strong man that isn't a bully and that is handsome and never screws up. However, by definition, Man is going to screw up, you women just need to learn how to live with it. We're going to piss you off occasionally.

I'm still trying to figure out what women want. I tried to be the sensitive guy, but then they were just like "I like you but not like that", of course I was going after christian girls and my buddy says that they're just cockteases. Not my words, his. Unfortunately, I don't get out much, and when I do I don't drink enough to lose all inhibitions. But really, what's a guy to do?

Well, I should go to bed, I can't think clearly anyway, check you latah-

So, my first rant. Selling God.

What is it with Christians trying to sell God? It's not like you can package him in a little box and candy coat him and say here's God. Using God to get money really pisses me off. Take for instances when I was in church on sunday. This dude was asking for money so that he could finance these people to go to his seminar. It wouldn't have been so bad but they asked for people to give 5000 dollars and basically said if you didn't that you wouldn't get as big a reward in Heaven.

This is what church has become. Basically, show off and look better than the next guy. Well, I call Bullshit. I mean you're going to tell me I'm going to Hell if I say Fucking Shit motherfuckers? I don't think so. Maybe if I said, "You motherfucking cocksucking sons of Bitches"? Well, I don't remember God saying well, if this dude is cussing he's going to HELL.

Here was the dilemma I dealt with. I was "set apart" as the church people say. But then I had trouble relating to non christians and that's not what Jesus was about y'all. Anyway, I just figured that I should immerse myself and try to save them on the inside:)

Anyway, I'm just ranting. I hope I may have enlarged someone's brain just a little bit or at least pissed someone off.

Check you guys later.

So, Kevin and I just got back from "Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back". That was some funny shit. Plus you gotta love the hotties in that movie, I mean, yowzer. Anyway, I'm gonna rant on my next post which is coming along shortly.

The links I added are to my friends' bloggers. They don't know I have one yet.

Sup peeps, I think I finally got this mofo up and running. It's not like I have a whole lotta shit to say, I just wanted to be a bandwagonner and all my friends were doing it. So, I was like WTF.

Anyway, I hope you are all having a good one. I'd like to Recommend the book "Youth in Revolt" which is fuckin awesome. It's basically a look at the thoughts of a 14 yr old male. I found it true to what I was feeling at that age, and if you're a lady I think it's a great case study at the male psyche. Well, check you latah