| I'm moving |
[Apr. 20th, 2005|01:47 pm] |
Not in RL yet, just my blog. I am going to throw in my last resistance to Google and use blogger. You can view it here.
I might double post for a while or somethign, and I'll certainly use my "friends" page to see what others are posting, but I think I'm gonna use the blogger for my own posts. The integration with Picasa was the last straw. It's just too awesome. Also I can blog from my phone now without paying. L33t. |
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| Fun Fun Weekend |
[Apr. 12th, 2005|03:36 pm] |
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I haven't done a "did this" "did that" post in a long time. Here it goes, with pictures even*.
Girlfriend is out of town.
Friday-
- Lunch with Paul, Allison, Judy at the Mellow-type Mushroom
- Hodgson's Ice Cream with Jessie
- Hanging with Mr. Cooper**
- Sausage Party - literally
Saturday-
- 9am departure for Atlanta - Backpack full of clothes
- 10am - Backpack 1/2 full of clothes. Very bummer. Items lost
- silk Hawiaan shirt $40
- Miller Highlife Hat $10
- Entire shaving kit including a prescription $40
- 12 noon - Arrive at Six Flags
- 3:30 - Finish 1st ride, go to car for crying and sandwiches. To be honest the rest of the day was much better. Like...
Monster Plantation
Wheelie
More Wheelie
Girlfriend is home
- Go to dogwood festival
Festival 1
Festival 2
The Duck Walk
Pick Me
Blue Face
- Picnic lunch with my sweetheart
Monday I played hooky and just chilled out and read some. It was awesome. Cooked some dinner and baked some bread. Most enjoyable. I have to go now, as I have a lot to do here at work! More commentary to come at a later point.
* The pictures are from my phone :(
** By which I mean Pat Frank |
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| Oh the burning |
[Apr. 8th, 2005|09:43 am] |
Well my Biochem test is done. That is good. How I did, well, I'm sure I didn't get no A, but it might not be too bad. Who am I kidding?
All I care about is that it's done, and I am staring down the barrel of a weekend. Which is much better than a gun. What do I have in store for myself?
Lunch with udy-jay.
Afternoon/Evening with Jessie / P-train?
An evening in the ATL with my boy Styles
Six Flags on Saturday with Sweet-Tits and his runnin' crew
Saturday evening arrival of some super fine girl who I've somehow gotten in with
Sunday = dogwood festival + maybe more?
Not too shabby says I.
DO IT! |
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| All the rest are gone |
[Apr. 7th, 2005|08:15 pm] |
I was over at ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) poppet208's LJ as she has commented on me and tried to comment but she hasn't yet listed me as a friend. I think she needs to fix that ;) Well here's the comment I was gonna leave there. I didn't want it to go to waste.
All your older posts are gone for some reason, stupid LJ messed up I guess.
I thought that it was really crazy to meet a Jess of so long before I knew you, but then got the part about Gormenghast and Stiff and thought...hrmm...
You should post more I think. Not that I'd expect to see anything here I don't hear first hand, but it'd be cool none-the-less.
God I am a horrible writer. Wait no, I'm pretty cool. Yeah...
--LP |
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| Picture pages picture pages |
[Apr. 6th, 2005|01:47 pm] |
Time to get your Picture Pages,
Time to get your crayons and your pencils..."
I feel the need, the need for speed. Not really. I do feel the need to write here.
Here.
That wasn't as satisfying as I had imagined. Perhaps more is needed.
I haven't written anything here about a really big part of my life for fear of upsetting her or screwing up something important or something, but I think it's safe now.
Of course if this were a zombie flick, that'd mean this is the MOST unsafe time of all. It's not dead, it's just thinking about it's taxes for next year. Don't poke at it, chop it's head off with an axe!
But it's not. I know this much. It is in fact nothing like a zombie pic at all. It is much more like a girlfriend because that is exactly what it is. I know that anybody within 250 miles already knows about J, but there are some outside of this ring of fire that are in the dark. One of them was Chris C. as we finally connected via AIM last night. I was at the Wild Wing, he was at Harvard. He wanted to know if I wanted to split a room in N.C. for our mutual friend's wedding in May. I had to tell him that unfortunately, I did not want to because I had a date and that date was my special lady friend and for him to please not write some equation that would cause all the strings in my body to vibrate and thus making me pee my pants*.
He said okay.
She said, "I'm going to the beach."
I'm stuck at work testing Neural Networks and studying 61 pages of notes about glycolosis, neoglucogenesis, and the Kreb's cycle for a massive test on Friday, and she is on the beach listening to the waves and taking kick ass black and white pictures. I'm glad she's having fun, but I wish I were too.
I also am somewhat anxious and somewhat downtrodden with my house hunting results so far. I need a place for my dog (read fenced yard) and Bradizzle wants someplace to become a rock and roll star (read basement request) and I'm not finding jack right now. I did find a perfect place, but the poo-poo head that owns it won't let my dog come. I found another place, but it too has hitches. One is that it is unabailable until July 1 and the other being that it is out of digital cable range and so the only broadband is satellite (read a dave matthews song). On the plus side, it's out of town and on 16 acres of land. I mean woods, I mean awesomeness. The rent is cheap and it seemed pretty daggum nice on the outside. I'm still excited about it even though I'm sure it will fall through somehow.
Our cyrogens just showed up. 180 liters of LN2 (-195.8°C) and 160 liters of liquid He2 (−268.9°C). That means I gotta go. I'll leave you with a stupid link**.
* Chris is an evil mad scientist who is getting his Player hater Degree in some really whack physics like string theory or something like that. In short, just think of him as the emperor from Star Wars: Return of the Jedi, where he hits Skywalker (oh yeah, both of em) with the lightning from his fingers.
** http://jamster.com/s/jiw/html/affiliate/us_landingpage/crazyfrog/index.html?mplx |
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| h4X0red! |
[Mar. 23rd, 2005|01:45 pm] |
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The Danes (those from Denmark) have hacked one of my linux servers at work and uploaded 34 gigs of german movies and other crap. I kept one folder of mp3'z and ditched the rest. Now I gotta figure out how they got in and stop it from happening again. Fun lunch was at McAlisters and outside. Ate too much. Excited for the end of the day to happen soon. |
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| Happy Wednesday everybody |
[Mar. 23rd, 2005|10:34 am] |
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No paragraphs today. I had them, but then came back up here and am taking them out. I am so happy, everything is going so well. Last night was awesome fun, and yummy goodness. The weather promises to get better. Friday is supposed to be sunny and 76, I'm taking the day off from work and hanging out with my girlfriend. All right. Giggity-giggity. I haven't posted in a while, and it's not as if there's nothing going on that is post-worthy, but more like I have no real desire to post, or that I would rather be doing other things? I dunno. Even now, with so much going on in my head, it's still not really good material. I'm trying to secure a 2nd full-faced helmet for Friday so we can tour around on Street Hawk if we want to. I am waiting for 12:00 when I can go upstairs and pick up "Package X" for "Project Bluebird" which cannot be revealed until I give it to her (hehe hehe) on Thursday. I think I'm going to have "fun lunch" with the boss today. We haven't really had many recently, and with the prospect of them leaving, I suppose we should induldge whilst we can. Also on the agenda for today: a trip to Ramsey to get signed back up for priveledges there. Working out on the farm just isn't, well, working out. In conjunction with that, I need to go to bulldogg and get nose plugs for swimming. I really wish I could learn how to not get water up my nose without wearing them. I need to get my goggles out of storage (I had my hands on them not a week ago, I really should have snagged them then) or purchase a new pair with the plugs. I also have to go to M&P's (AKA A&J's) for final assembly of "Project Bluebird". Once it is fully operational, I will be the most powerful force in this galaxy. At the end of the day, I plan on going to the Ramsey and getting my sweat on. After eating the wings of many chickens and drinking the beer of many bottles and then drinking many many doses of caffeine and sugar last night, my lard ass really needs it. I am really happy that I have a new motivation now to get back on the weight loss wagon. I feel kinda bad for the rebound back into my current state of fat-assed-ness. I look forward to becoming less. We finished the glycolosis pipeline today. I need to write it down about a million times and then I'll know it. I have a handle on my classes again. Phew. Well, I'm gonna go now and save the world or something. Bye |
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| ROOMATE WANTED!!! |
[Mar. 16th, 2005|03:30 pm] |
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I want to move back into town. Here are my list of demands. Fenced yard, preferably a large one. That's really the only deal breaker. I would like to move into a real house in a real neighborhood. This means I want a roomate to help split a rent that is gonna live somewhere around $800 for a 3BR deal. Also this roomate would have to be a dog person. I am a clean person, not even at home that much, so it should be a pretty deal for somebody out there. If you know anybody, PLEASE contact me. I'd like to move soon, and there are tons of places that fit this bill, but I need my roomate first. Now get out there and find this person for me. |
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| You know you have a problem when... |
[Mar. 16th, 2005|10:39 am] |
My phone chirped at me that I had some voicemail on my way to work today. Last evening I actually went home after work for a bike ride and some working out.
ANYWAY, I remembered a minute ago and used the lab phone to retrieve them. I had 6 messages. SIX!!!
They were:
Judy
Pat
JT
Paul
Brad
An unknown caller whose entire message was just an utterance of the F-bomb. It was probably JT.
I immediately thought, Pete, you are ditching your friends. I am very scared of losing my old familiar grip on life. On the other hand, my not being around to answer the phone really has nothing to do with my newfound happiness. SIX messages. Jeez. Tonight is dedicated to zombies, so I'm at least in battle stance against this foe. Also, JT has already pledged his effort in making sure I "keep it real". However here is a public declaration. If you ever see Pete doing anything buster-ish or falling back from my responsibilities as the one true Pete, just slap me up side the head and make sure I represent. |
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| Who's house? |
[Mar. 16th, 2005|09:35 am] |
RUNS House!
I got my bike tuned up yesterday. 8125 miles last year. Wore out the back tire. I need new rubber but the rear is $253 and the fron another buck-thirty. I have more important things to spend my money on now .
I didn't get to ride yesterday because I didn't get home till like midnight, so when I got up way early this morning (I wonder why am I getting up so early these days? What could have caused this change in my lifestyle?) I had time to blast out a quick 20 min ride before work. She seems much more flickable and the cold air (~42 F) in combination to the good lovinig she got in Lawrenceville (it seems as though there's much love in the ATL these days) made her very peppy. After cruising to the bridge to get the juices nice and warm we had a spirited ride back toward the house. At the 4 way after stopping to smell the flowers and listen to that very sexy purr, I had a VERY nice trip thru the first 3 gears. Full throttle and kissing 13,000 3 times left me breathless and travelling 115 m.p.h. over a nice little ridge. Shifting up thru 4th, and 5th put the engine back to 8k or so and the mile back down Chandler Silver was over far too quickly. I really love living out in the country where this type of riding is available only at the end of my street, but I'm more that willing to trade up for an Athens address. I went to look at a house today before work, but it's kinda blah and it's 3BR. I really dont' wanna pay too much, especially for blah, but it did have a HUGE fenced backyard. |
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| Happy Day! |
[Mar. 11th, 2005|11:00 am] |
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| [ | music |
| | picking something now | ] |
Shubh Din!
That's how you would say,"happy day" in India. So much stuff going on, but it's all stuff I dont' want to or cannot post here. Also it'd be kinda dumb because if you have seen me in person in the past week, it'd be near impossible not to know what I'm talking about. |
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| I feel a little sorry for you |
[Mar. 7th, 2005|11:20 am] |
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| [ | music |
| | Random stuff from the CCM collection | ] |
Because you weren't me and therefore did not have one of the best weekends ever. Perhaps a hot pocket would cheer you up? It's no substitute, but still quite yummy as I recall. I haven't eaten one since forever, and now that I think about it, it might not have been the pockets themselves, but rather the environment in which they were eaten. I usually connect them in my head as an after school snack. I also remember watching Monster Trucks everyday after school for a period of time. So try eating a Hot Pocket while watching Monster Trucks. I'm all goofy today. But happy.
I rode the big bannana to work today. I called the weather guy and he told me it was gonna rain. I said TOO BAD, it's too nice now. The temperature now is 63 and rising. I am totally gonna go scoot around at lunchtime. I need to find my camera and take some pics today because I want to share the wonderfulness with you.
*PS: LiveJournal has like 100 different moods, but none of them are nearly happy enough, so I'm just gonna start with giddy but add a little extra = giddy+. |
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| OH MY BRAIN |
[Mar. 4th, 2005|10:30 am] |
Just took my 2nd Biochem test. I am going to be very sad when it comes back. |
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| No more preparing |
[Mar. 2nd, 2005|09:33 am] |
I've had it. I'm not ever scheduling anything in my life again. I'm so sick and tired of getting excited about something and then having it fall through leaving me at best disappointed. Last night I was really pissed off because I didn't get notification of cancellation of said event until I was calling to make sure they weren't waiting on me, cause I was gonna be 3 minutes late. Turns out 3 minutes is okay because they just aren't going. Alleged phone calls were made, but no messages were left and I was "all dressed up with no place to go." Well no more. I'm not "saving the date" for anybody for anything ever again. I could have found tons of cool stuff to do last night if I wasn't ditching people left and right for this event that was not to be. I even drove all the way out to the stupid farm to clean up and shave my whiskers for nothing. I hate shaving. I hate driving an hour for nothing. I am unhappy. |
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