Archive for September, 2004

Well…

I don’t suppose you’ve ever fallen asleep by accident, eh?

Well, the difference is that you decided to nap around 7-ish. No harm, you’ll get up around 9 or 10 and do what you do and then sleep at some obscure hour.

Well, the difference this time is that you didn’t wake up until 2:30am. What humor. Not really, I just can’t figure out what else to call it.

Bah. I’m going back to bed at 3 after I change clothes and get my gear in order.

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Quote that’s a good descriptor of last night’s event, in a sorta amusing-in-hindsight way:

[01:58:25AM] Megan: just find some way to realize that megan does not equal the center of the universe
[01:58:47AM] Megan: (what girl tries to convince her boyfriend to NOT treat her like his entire universe?!)

My discussion with Katie, the only third party I can easily contact that knows Megan well.

G’nite. Before midnight this time. FOr real this time. (Was two hours late last time I said that.)

How To Get A Life: Draft 1

  • Learn poker. Everyone I hang out with at school does. Not to mention other people I know online.
  • Hang out with people more, see what they’re doing after school.
  • Find other people who do what I do.
  • Get a job? Meet new people, get some social skill, get some money.
Recieved 60 GP!
NOVA leveled up!
+8 to SOCIAL!
+1 to FRIENDS!
+2 to MONEY MAKING!

That kind of thing

Hrm…

I was thinking of starting my Great Java Project though. I want to create the most powerful image utility ever. And also make it a security tool. Stenography and cryptography = steganography. Heh… I’ll see.

If I have a good project going, it’ll keep me moving along. Keep my mind sharp and my senses keen.

*yawn*

Out of sight, out of mind.

Keep myself busy, and I’ll be happy and sane.

Boy, that’s so true. Maybe not the happy part… Not always, at least. XD

This is why I shouldn’t be blogging, because if I’m doing something else, I’m usually not dwelling over things and making them worse by trying to pick them apart and find root causes or related issues that make me more anxious. lol

Boy. Read Crime and Punishment, and you’ll see how a fairly intelligent young man can get consumed by ever-growing anxiety and delirium. Mmm. Still can’t quite get over how great the story is.

I’m out. Good night.

I hope that I can sleep in spite of caffeine running through my system… Please?

Snips.

[10:22:44PM] Megan: Hey, I have a narrative essay I just remembered is due tomorrow, I can’t really talk at the moment, but I thought there were some pleasantries that needed to be dealt with
-snip-
[10:29:36PM] Megan: carwash was fun saturday
[10:29:48PM] Megan: me and jessie wooldridge got to stand out on 141 with the signs
[10:29:59PM] Megan: by the way, thank god I wore a 1 piece //_-
[10:30:04PM] Megan: lol
[10:30:36PM] Me: lol, I was going to ask you about how that went.
[10:30:43PM] Me: It’s been forever since we’ve talked.
[10:30:51PM] Megan: I really shouldn’t even be talking right now
[10:30:57PM] Megan: when katie shows up I’ll start talking again
[10:31:00PM] Megan: for now, I’m going narrate
[10:31:01PM] Megan: //_-
[10:31:02PM] Me: -.-
[10:31:06PM] Me: Go work, then.
[10:31:25PM] Me: Don’t let me distract you.
[10:31:25PM] Megan: (I was lazy when I got home from work, should have started homework SOOOO much sooner than this….)
[10:31:33PM] Megan: ja for now

*sigh* I even remarked it earlier today when I was talking to Mom, that I don’t know what’s up with Megan. We haven’t spoken in a while. More or less totally out of contact for days.

I was doing just fine. I was in a decent mood, working on stuff I needed to work on. Then she just IMed me out of the blue.

So what’s wrong?

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