I dunno

It's just a little past midnight, I have turned off all of my lights and I will be going to bed soon. Before I do, I have a few things on my mind.

Today was the day my family celebrated christmas. We had to do presents and family gathering and eating of unhealthy but tasty treats today as opposed to monday because my mom has to work on monday. This tells you something about my family. We don't celebrate christmas for "Christ" we celebrate it for us. Present at this years celebration were my brothers, Ryan and Russell, Russell's girlfriend Sara, Grandpa Waddell, my parents and my friend Carole. The food was piecemeal which was great, no stuffing of bellies, but rather random snacking on dips and nifty treats. The presents were great. Among the really spiffy presents were, hat's with LED lights in the bills, an electric razor, a bike, excersize equipment, fat hedgehogs, survival kits, rotating tie racks, and airline tickets for my father to see the cubs play with his best friend. After the presents, as per tradition, we played videogames--this year was guitar hero.
About an hour into the videogames, I was called up by my friend Jen. I missed the call because I was playing the game, but the message that she left went something like this "Hi brian I'm married, I need your help" I knew she was now married, I had missed the wedding because of the blizzard, but needless to say I was confused, but I called her and she needed help putting things into their u-hall. It made sense to me then, the newly weds are moving to oregon or some such place. So I was there from about 4 to 10 helping to load their stuff up.
durring that time I got a call from my friend anna, who I am very worried about. She said that I should help move and call her back when I was done. I got done too late though and did not get a chance to talk to her. I desperately wish I had gotten a chance to talk to her, she's in a really rough spot right now and I want nothing more than to help, and I wish I could have talked to her, maybe comforted her a bit. Anything really. Now I'm even more worried.

Well thats what was on my mind. Theres probably more, but I'm really tired now and must sleep.

Hmm, holidays. They're filled with family and friends. Love and relaxation. Or at least they're supposed to. I always feel lousy after holidays. I recal how phoney I've been, how much I've pretended to care, pretended to enjoy myself. In all honesty, I don't really like family, or people in general. Except for a rare few people, I can stand moments with others but not much more than that. I guess I'm just in a mood right now. I feel alone and guilty, but I don't know why

Like tuxedo colored sauseges.

holee shitpod mirtel.

I just started watching the march of the penguins. It is the cutest goddamn thing I have ever seen. I wish I had someone to share the obnoxious amounts of cute with.

first draft poem

There is a fist,
a fist wrapped in blood
It pounds at you and pounds at you
it hits you again and again.
It's pounding disfigures you,
it breaks you.
but you stand up in spite of it.
Then it misses, and you stagger.
Then it stops and you fall down.
Have you ever seen a human heart?
It looks like a fist wrapped in blood.

what a depressing thought

Most scientists will agree that dreams are, in fact, in color. I used to oppose this consensus, but now I am in agreement. The reason for my change in opinion is a dream I had just last night. In this dream I was doing some sort of job where I went from office to office, building to building. All of these offices reminded me of the one in the first Matrix movie. In one of these offices there was a very attractive girl with super long hair, all of it was dyed the brightest of red. She apparently had asked around about me and found my name, kindof sweet in that stalkeresque way. But what I remember most is that red hair. Just picturing it makes the other colors, which I normally remember as grey tone, stand out. I can see the blue and grey pinstripes of suit coats, the slight bit of yellow and red on some kids tie. I realize now that I do in fact dream in color.

Holy bulshit

The crazies are coming the crazies are coming. Today a group of radical anti-abortion folks came by UW campus with large, I mean really big, pictures of aborted fetuses. They were of course simple minded folk with very little in the way of formal education. It felt good to inform them on the finer points of biology, life, and the way of the world. It was also fun to see their faces when eddie and I handed out free red metal coathangers.

These people might be back tomorrow, and with them another group. This new group is a skinhead group, so you can guess what it is their angsty about. Gays, Jews, Blacks, Catholics, ya know the usual. And just the other week there was a group of folks with big signs saying "Fear God". At least those folks had funny little songs, and a big cuddly gay...formerly gay, hah...bear as their spokesperson. All these wackos, what is it a two for one special? And while I hate to make this statement for, fear of reprisal, all these groups are christian groups. Wouldn't it be great to get a big group of jewish folk adimantly protesting people eating meat and dairy together. Or a big Muslim group protesting not covering your head outside. Ya know other groups have really strong beliefs too, you don't often see them out and about campus's harrassing their student body.
Oh Well.

Well thats all for now kiddos, I must finish a quiz then it's off to bed.

Falling leaves

Today I finished work--a rewarding session--and returned home around 8, already dark. It was raining just enough that everything was shiny in my headlights, glossy, almost like the world was coated in glass. As I turned on to my street I noticed the faint hints of yellow in my nieghbor's driveway. I immediately knew what they were, they were the leaves I'd seen the day before. The first hints I noticed of fall, aside from the weather. They reminded me about the constancy of change. I'm not sure why but I always thought fall, not spring should be the season of change. I know spring symbolizes new life and fall has the harvest and celebration, but fall also symbolizes the beginning of the road to death. The realization that death is coming seems so much more appropriate than the acknowledgement of new life. But maybe thats just in my own little corner of the world..

I've been a little depressed lately. I know mopey fucking emo kid. But I've been trying to be constructive and not complain. Mostly I've been trying to think of what it is I really want, that is, what would make me happy. I've come up with a little wish list of sorts, maybe a list of goals, I'm not sure. It goes a little like this:
I want to finish craft projects, I have so many.
I want to feel needed, and not like I'm some god damn nuisance.
I want to find an "adult" companion.
I want to do well in classes--oddly this might be the only one that comes true.
I want to finally save enough for my new computer.
I want to battle!!!!!!!
I want a new tattoo and peircing.
and most of all, I want to believe the things on this list will actually help.

cynicism

Not too long ago I caught myself thinking that I was having a moment of doubt. I thought I was having doubts about how much I trusted the people around me, the people I care about. Then I thought about it a little more and realized it wasn't a recent thing, I just hadn't thought about it all that much. I realized that I would never ask anyone I know to do any of the things for me that I do for them on a regular basis. It's not because their not good people its because I've never done enough to deserve that kind of loyalty in return. Give them rides, make things for them, loan them money, help them with schoolwork, mend their wounds, give them my shoulder to cry on............its never enough though, is it. No matter what I do for people I'm just not worth their worry. If I were to move away tomorrow people would miss my help, my trinkets, my money, but the one thing they wouldn't really miss--is me.

On one hand this depresses me, on the other it appeals and assures the cynic in me. It's practical, and simple. Hmmm, I will think about this and discuss it further later.

well shit

Today I went to the surplus sale with benny p and looked at computers. I realized that it will be best if I wait to get a shiny refurbished one.

I went to the club and organization day, the math geeks brought popsicles.

I went to Dr. Burman's office and shadowed from 2-5. I saw several cavities being cleaned out and filled, along with a cap reattachment and a enamel sealant. All together with last time I have shadowed for 7 hours. Its a start. I think I will try to go in once or twice a week, since I need to get at least 80 hours of shadowing in before I apply to hygiene school.

I went to a bbq for a few minutes, but I was exhausted and had to go home and nap. The ribs were really good but i felt a little akward. Everyone was looking at me funny and I didn't even have my flesh tunnels or eyebrow rings in.

After my nap I had some din din and then watched rent while knitting. Now I'm going to stay up late and study for my classes tomorrow.

Among other things I think anna is going to have a conversation with me about how she doesn't like the way things are, since we don't really see each other very much... and when that happens I am going to agree and tell her that I don't want to stay in the relationship. This will likely happen thursday around 3. I feel really shitty about this, not because I'm going to hurt her, or because I'm not going to be in a relationship, but rather I'm feeling shitty because I cant just up and tell her that I want it to be over.

so many regrets, so little time.

So, to be fair I had more updates last month than britt, hers however were longer. So last month was a draw in my opinion.

On to the new stuff. On sept 1 I went to ausie Pete's house to see my buddy Will's band (Clone Inc) and Mr. V. It was a pretty rockin show. I was in the front the whole time, I worked crowd control making sure no drunk idiots moshed into the band.

I am beginning a phase of thought I've had before. One where I wish to be an asshole, to be free of conscience. I want to focus only on what is of advantage to me. Now that doesn't mean that I will just abandon friends or family, on the contrary. I find friends to be very advantagous to me. their company and usefulness is beyond worth. However other peoples--mostly acquaintances and those in different standing--I need to use those people with no regard for anything other than what reprocussions it could have on me.

also, squid we need to learn you some sewing skills, give me a call about that.

Hmm, I apparently double booked my monday. I wanted to go get a tattoo on monday but I forgot that I need to pick up my brother from DIA on monday, so thats what I'll be doing.
On that note, there have been a lot of little dissapointments lately. Another one is that I can't get the part time lab job I wanted, which means no new computer for a while. The most I could hope to scrap together in the next month would include the aproximately 300 I have plust the excess of student loans~200, maybe 90 dollars that I've loaned people, and whatever my latest cook paycheck, thats about 100. So all in all thats around 700, but I still have to eat, and pay for gas, and maybe another textbook. I may be able to make a little by tutoring and working weekends but I'm just not satisfied with the timeframe. I am all for taking advice on the subject.

To keep you up to date I will recount the events of note in my life. Firstly, I went and shadowed Dr. becki burman for 5 hours, and saw 5 tooth extractions. I am back in classes and that's looking to be a fun time. I may have to take on a lot of students to tutor because the semester looks to be expensive.

Well that's the old on with the new. I have once again been crafting like mad. Crochet, knitting, chainmaille, sewing. I'm loving it.

On a more serious note.

Of late I have been troubled. I have been troubled by my current relationship. When the relationship began it felt like such a privilege to be with her. Now, it feels more like a chore. I think I'm only staying in the relationship out of habit, and because I don't want to hurt the girls feelings. To be truthful I don't really feel like I'm really all that good a partner either. In earnest I think she'd be happier with someone else. It's not that there's anything really wrong with either of us or the relationship in general, but when I ask myself, "why are you in this relationship", I can honestly say that it isn't because it makes me happy.

aug 12, good day

for now I am short on time so all I will say is that today was great, more later.

lately

Lets see what's on my mind....Hmm.

First thing that pops in there is that I need to get a few things organized in my life. I have come up with a definite plan for the next couple of years but I need to do a few things to get the ball rolling.

In the short term I need to find my friend Will and organize a workout plan with him. I need to find out when we can meet and workout, where he's at physically and where he wants to get to.

I also need to find a good temp job for the next semester or two. Just something to get me by. I've decided I'll probably need to take a few classes this semester, not many but one or two. To that end I'll probably want to get some financial aid, so I have to get my fafsa re-filed.

I also need to switch advisors, to the pre-prof advisors. I'm not particularly fond of that idea since they both treat me with absolutely no respect, and I really don't trust one of them.

I'm also still in need of dentists to shadow, seems most of the good ones don't really have any room in their operatories for one extra person.

Well thats my to do list.

So yeah, yesterday there was a small gas leak at my house. It was caused by the auger that we were drilling holes with. There were four people standing by, missing the yellow don't dig here flag, as the auger went through the plastic hose that feeds our house natural gas. So here we are standing around about 10 yards away from the leak and waiting for the fire dept. and kinder morgan guys to shut off the gas and fix the leak. All that time the auger and tractor that we were renting by the hour were just sitting there, twas very frustrating.

mother fu

I just woke up. I went to bed very early exhausted, and hoping to sleep untill late morning. Here I am awake and trying to go back to sleep. grar I just wanted to sleep for a long time, but my own body fucked that up ia ia angst fugwah ia ia.

Birthday wishes

With my birthday fast aproaching I have begun fantasizing about many wonderful things I will not get, but wish I would.

For starters, this beauty here would suit my needs quite nicely. This baby is the best bang for my buck tablet pc out there. Cost;
http://global.acer.com/products/tablet_pc/tmc310.htm





Next on my super duper wishlist is this.
This is the K2 kickboard, I want the one made of metal and carbon, no wood please ^_^ Cost; $163.18 http://micro-xtreme.com/shop/product_info.php?currency=USD&cPath=23&products_id=34

Next on my stupendously marvelous wishlist is this.

This is the Voyager X2 from coldsteel. It's basically a really big knife. :) Cost; $60.00

And this here is the Dahon matrix folding bicycle. Never again will I have to leave my poor defenseless bike out in the cold to be prayed upon by those rancid ass muppets who stole my last bike. No, no, with this little pretty I can just fold her up and take her home in my trunk at the end of the day. Cost; $599.95











Of course as always I really want more ink. So if anyone out there will

Hast du etwas zeit fur mich
dann singe ich ein lied fur dich
von neun und neunzich luft ballons
auf ihrem weg zum horizont
denkst du vielleicht grad an mich
Dann singe ich ein lied fur dich
von neun und neunzich luft ballons
und das sowas von sowas kommt.

This song has as much point to it as life itself. Basically if you've got some time, I'll sing something for you, then we'll let some balloons float until their out of sight, then what goes around comes around.

Grar, I'm totally pissed. Fight night, the event I've been waiting for has been moved back. It will now be held on the 22nd. Oh well, it's probably for the best. It means one more week to prepare. I eagerly await the chance to wollop frat boys.

I am amazed at how quickly my penis has healed. About a week ago I snagged my dick piercing on a shag--actually let me back up a little. Last thursday I was invited by my friend Rose to a bit of strip poker at her house with her boyfriend and a girl named anna. I arrive and we chat for a while. Anna is introducing rose and her boyfriend to sexylosers--a very dirty webcomic. Then we ho upstairs and play a little cards. Anna is the first to get naked because shes on my right and everytime I win she takes something off. So eventually we all get naked and chat. By the time were done chatting its pretty early so we all lye down. Well one thing leads to another and I end up making out with anna !yay! Well were naked and rolling around and I snag my penis in the shag carpet. It tears nearly half the way out I'm bleading all over the carpet I'm in pain, I hobble over to the bathroom and patch myself up. Then I come back out and make out with anna some more.

Well heres something from teh good reverend linus
http://kevan.org/johari?name=Dr. Smith
try mine out

Ok, so I'm pretty sure I'm bi-polar. Ya know way big highs and way low lows. Lately though the extent of my highs and lows have jumped and they've all centered around this one girl. I know I'm retarded, I know I should just try for something physical with her because she doesn't have any feelings to give me but like I said I'm retarded. I just wish for someone to come along and bash me in the skull with something that will bring much pain. And now it comes upon valentines day, I am of course not her only valentine but none the less the fact that I am the only one in this zip code fills me with unwarranted hope. So I will try to send her a singing valentine in hopes of wooing her. Her friend told me that she thought it would be nice to receive one. I know Its stupid of me to hold out for her but I never claimed to be all that bright. Did I mention someone needs to fucking hit me in the head.

After attending the recent poetry slam I found myself making a bit of poetry just for fun. And hey who knows I may just be a sacrificial poet at the next one.

I don't have a title for it I think I'll probably go with something ironic like Happy hour or DDS or food for thought. I don't know yet

I want to watch the world burn,
and I have access to lots of chemicals.
I want to watch the world burn,
and they let me play with Isotopes.
I want to watch the world burn,
and I can mutate bacteria.
I want to watch the world burn,
and I have a college education.
I want to watch the world burn,
and I'm going to be a Dentist.

Just how many knives is too many? I caught myself asking that question today when I wished I had another, one easily reachable even If I were sitting down buckled up in my car. Somewhere just inside the left breast of my coat. Now many people would say that anymore than one bladed tool upon your person at any one time is too many. I say nay, If theres a place where I can carry a bladed tool I damn well better be carrying one. To my shame as I say this I have but a meager seven blades upon me. One tucked in my boxers one in the buckle of my belt, another in the pocket of my coat and one in the pocket of my pants. And I have another two stashed away in my wallet for a rainy day. I feel as though I should have a few more. Maybe ten is a nice round number, I could live with that. Maybe 11.......................

short and simple

Update: 1-shit what day is it-06

School will be a mix of total boredome and manic confusion.

Love life will be a mix of total confusion and terrible sadness.

Social life will be a mix of good times and stick fights.

more to come.