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 Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2007 8:42 am
To do list for the next month:
1 15-page Research Thesis on the Homoerotic in Milton and Angelology
1 8-page Thesis on Buffy the Vampire Slayer as a Modern Arthurian story.
1 10-page paper tracking Consumption/Tuberculosis in the Victorian Novel
6 Graduate School applications, complete with essays. Oh, and an example of my work, which needs to be that 15-page research thesis mentioned above.
Bring my 55-average in Latin up to at least a 70.
Start my new job, which pays less than half what my old one did, but will actually leave my time to do my schoolwork.
Try and find psychiatric help for my mother and maybe check my brother into rehab.
If I'm not around for a little bit, you'll know why. gonk crying
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2007 12:38 pm
My friend might have a serious heart problem. I've never lost a friend before, and if it's what his girlfriend thinks it is, I may lose him. He's been one of my closest friends for going on seven years now. I don't know what I would do if he wasn't around.
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2007 7:24 am
Hang in there, Mig. Heart disease is no laughing matter, but there's been lots of advances in treatments for a variety of conditions involving the heart. Keep us posted.
In other news...
So, my wife comes home with a shitload of morphine this morning. She's a nurse and after working three 12 hour night shifts in a row and some hussle and bustle in them morning, a cartridge of morphine got forgotten in her pocket.
She took it back, of course.
I have an addiction to morphine. Developed after about of a month of an incredibly painful illness in which I was given a derivative of morphine for the pain. The derivative in question is about 20 times more potent than morphine. If it sounds like overkill, it wasn't. My pain tolerance is pretty high, and even between that the drug I was still in pain. Although, I was at least able to hold a polite conversation.
It does not take much to develope a dependency, especially to such strong meds. I haven't used any pain killers recreationally since then, nor sought them, but I still feel the urge sometimes.
Felt it real bad this morning.
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2007 8:43 pm
It's practically the Christmas Season folks, and it's also time for my Yearly Hiatus. That's what I get for working in a toy store, huh?
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Pray for me. crying
See you guys in January, if I don't make any random posts between now and then!
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Linda Lee Danvers Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2007 8:52 pm
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! We'll miss you!!!! crying
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2007 9:59 pm
Inque Clay It's practically the Christmas Season folks, and it's also time for my Yearly Hiatus. That's what I get for working in a toy store, huh?
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Pray for me. crying
See you guys in January, if I don't make any random posts between now and then!
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Posted: Tue Nov 13, 2007 9:57 am
GOOD MORNING, NEVERLAND! KAPOW!
EDIT: Wow. I thought I was in the Bistro when I posted this. *whistles*
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Posted: Wed Nov 14, 2007 4:17 am
Inque Clay It's practically the Christmas Season folks, and it's also time for my Yearly Hiatus. That's what I get for working in a toy store, huh?
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Pray for me. crying
See you guys in January, if I don't make any random posts between now and then! Not our Inque! crying crying crying Pesky holiday season.
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Posted: Tue Nov 20, 2007 3:27 am
Oh goody. Just when we thought it was all over and no more throw Marty and merry band of goofy students under the bus, Lenny visits. gonk
And he's planning on returning next month to test myself and a few others for sho dan in Kobudo (weapons). This means I need to polish up on my sword work. But that's not a big deal. I know the requirements he said he wanted to see, so of course it gets worse.
He also said that he wants us to test for Kobudo certifiction in the Dai Nippon Butoku Kai in 2009. Meaning: us in a room, with Hamada, with weapons.
Hopefully by then I'll have changed my name and ******** off to Borneo.
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Posted: Tue Nov 27, 2007 2:24 pm
So, Kapow now officially has a tattoo artist among it's ranks. I started my first tattoo on myself this week. It's one hell of an experience. xd
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Posted: Tue Dec 04, 2007 4:05 am
So, running late for karate class at the Y on Sunday. I'm not the head instructor there anymore, so being late isn't the end of the world, but still, I hate being late. I've got the goils wit' meh because they chill in the Childwatch area while I'm in class. They love it in there, and the staff adores them, so it's a win all around. The trick is getting them the 50 feet from the front door to child watch. gonk
And then there's the karate mom, who while her attention-span-of-a-tumbleweed child is annoying, she is more so. She's been actively trying to get into my good graces to be our "dojo photographer and videoographer", but we already have one and we like her better. She's at the Y to take pictues of people and their kids wearing festive Santa hats for the holidays. I've got 10 minutes to get the girls checked in, grab my gear, change into my gi.
Her: "Oh I haven't seen the girls in FOREVER! They're adorable!"
Me: "Thanks." I keep rolling, in my hurry, but am stopped at the front desk so the girls there can see the twins, and I'm trying not to be rude. The woman follows me.
Her: "We're taking pictures today! We can get them wearing cute little Santa hats."
Me: "Well, we already got their pictures taken for the holidays." (Side note: AND IT WAS ******** EXPENSIVE TOO! stressed )
Her: "You got your hair cut!"
Me: "Yes ma'am."
Her: "You actually look smart now!"
Me: "What?"
Her: "I'm just saying you look really nice. Kinda sexy. If you want I can take the girls pictures and check them into child watch for you."
I make a mental note to make her kid's life a living hell in class.
Me: "That's OK, they need me to sign them in, and I'm running late."
I then scurry off. I'm bringing a crucifix next time to try to ward that deranged succubus off. stressed
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2007 3:53 am
And the wekk just keeps gettin better...
So, we're doing some grabs and take downs the other night. My cousin and my wife get partnered up, he's a black belt and she's a yellow belt. He of course take's it a bit easy on her. My cousin's take downs are freakin' brutal. He's got a bit of a Judo background and trains outside the dojo with a couple of the guys from Blackwater.
One of the other student's snickers and asked why Scott (my cousin) wasn't as rough on the missus as he is on some of the other students. The real answer is my wife has knee problems so mat work is pretty difficult for her, and Scott does go full bore of those in class who aren't "up" for it. What he actually said was, "Well I have to see her at family functions and don't want to get to mean."
To which I respond, "Where was that rule during our go dan test when we were knuckling the blue blazes out of each other?"
"No rules apply to you."
I'm giving up Karate and taking up Tai Chi. Or knitting. Something.
In other news, I went to pick up some bread and last night from the store and at the register asked the girl working if she takes Alaskan money.
"No, I'm an ********. Public. School.
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2007 4:36 am
Jaeger_Ayers In other news, I went to pick up some bread and last night from the store and at the register asked the girl working if she takes Alaskan money. "No, I'm an ********. Public. School. Good sweet Lord... crying In other news, the school year is winding down. That means I should be on much more. So expect to see more of you favorite mafia enforcer AND alchemical creation soon!
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2007 10:56 pm
Miguel OHara My friend might have a serious heart problem. I've never lost a friend before, and if it's what his girlfriend thinks it is, I may lose him. He's been one of my closest friends for going on seven years now. I don't know what I would do if he wasn't around. i kind of know what you going through, though our situation is different. My best friend, Ben, who has been by me side in all my troubled years at school, left to serve his country in Iraq, and won't be back till possibly Jan '09-march '09. I really miss him, because Ben and I were like the two guys from Super Bad. We shared on last meal at a sushi bar, i picked up the bill. As I drove back home, i nearly busted down crying in my own car. I fear for him every day, and hope that he is okay. so far the only way I’ve been able to talk to him is by myspace. I only get to hear from him every once in a while, and he seem to be doing okay, but i get scared when a week goes by and i haven't even gotten one message from him. Told me, if he were to die, he wants me to give eulogy. Like i said, it not the same, but i can relate to what your going through. it hard to lost a best friend, it like lose you brother. i wish you luck for both you and you best friend. Always cherish you the time you spend with you friends. this is the last Pic taken the day we parted. That ben on the left, and me with the goatee on the right. 
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Posted: Fri Dec 07, 2007 4:14 pm
And yet, more stupid...
So, I'm in the local mall and I'm checking out a couple of things at a kiosk and not paying much attention when I hear a girl's voice behind me. "Can I ask you a question?"
I was about to respond with "I think you just did." But my brain did not catch the accent before turning around, and I did and make eye contact with a stunning young brunette and it was all I could do to keep from screaming "******** don't know if they've infested the malls in y'all's various areas, but they sure have here. Young people pushing "the Miracle of the Dead Sea", with are a line of skin care products. Now these products are actually very good but there's two problems. First, they are expensive, but I am willing to pay for good quality stuff. Second, these products are sold by young, ******** Israelis who once they get your attention are all over you like a nasty case of the crabs.
And now she's looking at me.
"Can I tell you about the Miracle of the dead Sea?"
"I am well aware of the miracle of the Dead Sea."
"You look like you wrok with your hands." These people are well trained and know to look for hands as their entry point. Mine are rough, callused and scarred.
"This is true."
"I have just the thing for rough hands."
"I'm sure you do, but I like my hands this way. The rougher they are the less I get cut."
"But how does your girlfriend feel about rough hands." Like I said, well trained. I hardly every wear my wedding ring. My line of work will destroy jewelry. If i say I have no girlfriend, she'll turn the charm on. I say I'm attached...
"The missus doesn't have a problem with them." If I had this to do all over again I'd have told her she likes it rough.
"Perhaps she would be interested. These make lovely gifts." I've got her past dealing with me, now she's on to trying to have me get them for my wife. I'm tempted to tell her that I'm hitched to a double amputee with no arms, which would be effective for getting out of this situation, is a really horrible way to do so.
"I'll keep it in mind." I'm thinking I'm almost out of this, but then she pushed a little too much.
"You should think twice about these. Your hands will be with you, soft and beautiful for years with these products."
And at this point, it was time to kill the hard sale.
"Cupcake, I'm a roofer. I could be dead tomorrow."
That always kills the hard sale. It's not just the Holidays either. These people are out there 365 days a year like this.
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