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Sunday, October 15, 2006


I was hellbent on agony back then...
 
been listening to old mp3s. brings back old memories... both good and bad. Mostly from Freshman year, but some before and after that.

I did some crazy stupid stuff back then. Fun, mostly, but crazy and stupid. And... well... not always fun, come to think of it. lol. Like the time Mike ran into a tree, and got a concussion, and we had to take him to the Oktibbeha Coutny ER (for those of you who have never been there... this is like, the smallest "trauma" center ever. Ask me about it sometime)... And Hil freaked out...

Or the time that Hil, Louis, Grey, Joe and I all went out to Dorman Lake for a Mudslide Party (the drink... not the wet dirt)... and Joe was busy hating Louis for hitting on Hil, and Hil was busy being oblivous, and Grey was disgusted with the whole situation... and then we ran out of ice cream, so Grey and I drove like, 45 minutes round trip to the nearest store, and by the time we got back everyone else was drunk, so we all ended up just going home.

Yeah. Lots of random crap. Some of which I had forgotten... Interesting, I suppose, if nothing else.

Random note to self... typing on a Z-board is annoying. Remember to switch out keysets before blogging.

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Thursday, October 12, 2006


My regrets become distractions when I cannot do them justice
 
So I dug up my old laptop hard drive tonight, in search of a couple of mp3s. Yeah, my hard drive from like, years ago. Talk about a blast from the past... Found some funny, funny stuff though, including:
  1. About 6.5 gig of mp3s of my favorite songs from my u-grad years... and I still know all the words :-)
  2. The start of a short story based on a character that I developed from Chad's D&D players handbook back when I was still avoiding playing D&D like the plague.
  3. Mathematical proof that Chad is evil.
  4. A meme type list of random facts about me at the time.
  5. Chat logs from forever ago. Funny funny stuff. Including a conversation I had with "John Glenn". Ha. Bet you didn't remember that, did you? Well... it is saved for all posterity. On my hard drive.
  6. Pictures of people (Willer Lite, Sbbn, Mikie (pre marriage and children).... among others).


Proof that Chad is evil (I can't help it....)

**** THE PROOF THAT Chad Hammons IS EVIL ****


C H A D H A M M O N S
67 72 65 68 72 65 77 77 79 78 83 - as ASCII values
4 9 2 5 9 2 5 5 7 6 2 - digits added
\_____/ \_____/ \_____/ \_____/ \_________/
4 7 2 1 6 - digits added

Thus, "Chad Hammons" is 47216.


Turn the number backwards, and add 38 - the symbol of slavery. The number is now 61312.

Subtract 5181 from the number - this is the year first commercial cheese factory was established, written backwards. It gives 56131.

Subtract 1964, the year Beatles with "Can't buy me love" topped the charts in a very mysterious way. The result will be 54167.

Subtract 1927, the year Fidel Castro was born. The result will be 52240.

Turn the number backwards, subtract 1904 - the year Oppenheimer, the man who created the atomic bomb, was born. The number is now 2321.

This, when read backwards, gives 1232. This is 666 in octal, the number of the Beast...

Evil, QED.

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Sunday, October 08, 2006


Newsish type stuff.
 
It is good to have friends who, you know, live in the same town as you. Just in case you wondered.

So yeah. Life is... life, I guess. Plodding along through school... got an awesome project for my First year project... now I just have to survive my classes. I honestly don't know how people work and go to school at the same time... it's killing me.

But weekends have been awesome lately, since we've been hanging out with people who 1) have the same interests as we do, 2) like to watch movies and play board games, and 3) are strangly very much like me and Chad.

It's kind of odd though... I'm trying to think of the last time I had a friend who wasn't a guy that I could call up any time and hang out or whatever... and I'm thinking that it was pretty close to freshman or sophmore year... yeah, probably when Elisa and I were still close friends (before we, you know, roomed together for waaaay to long).

Anyway. Just a short deviation from the 6 point entry. Maybe I'll post a 6-pointer later today, just so you don't think I'm breaking stride or somehting. :-)

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Wednesday, June 12, 2002


 
I have no idea why, but for some reason Calhoun violates my sense of social normality. I have actually ended up spending some time there, waiting for class and stuff.... I don't know. Sitting in "the lobby" (which could never be The Lobby, it's too small, and it doesn't have a TV or bleachers) I feel obvious and substandard, and yet somehow superior, but very out of place... Like a half-eaten cucumber sammich on a plate of oatmeal-raisen cookies.

For example, I was sitting on "the porch" (Which could never be The Porch, despite the amount of smoke in the air and the number of freaks there)... and I heard this group (all guys) next to me, talking about roleplaying. So I listened to them for a few minutes, and deduced they were talking about 3rd edition... just swapping character stories and stuff... So I said something to them about roleplaying, and characters.... And apparently, that is a guys only group... or a smokers only group... or something, because they looked at me like I had sprouted a tail. After a couple of minutes of them staring, I was like, ok fine, I didn't want to talk to you anyway, and I left.

The entire "campus" (all one building) is weirdness.... I don;t know how to explain it. It's like, when I walk in, the hairs on the back of my neck stand up, and I get really jumpy. The only place I don't feel like that is in the physics lab... I haven't had the heeby-jeebies that bad since... the end of freshman year, right before (and after) I started dating Nidgle. (Tip: if you already are seeing things in the dark, don't date a guy all in black that creeps everyone out. Just a thought).

Speaking of Nidgle.... He's invaded my dreams the last couple of nights. I have dreamed he died three nights in a row now... which is odd. But even more odd, is that he died the same way every time (self inflicted gun shot wound to the head), but in different locations. And I've found out about it differently every time. So I wonder what's going on there... I thought about trying to e-mail him or something, and see what's going on. But I really don't care to rekindle any friendship we might have had, and I get the distinct inmpression that he doesn't want to talk to me. So I'll sit here and wonder about it until I go mad... or until Walker comes and says "Hey, did you hear about Nidgle?" Depressing.

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