electric lawn mowers are just like weed whackers... they're weird
I should know. I operate one. Just like a vacuum, you have to make sure that you don't run over the cord! But some of the nice perks are that you don't get that nasty gasoline burning smell (not to mention the environment benefits), the motor starts up fast but dies just as quick when you want it to, and the blade doesn't slow down when you run over something thick.
It's just like a weed whacker! It's awesome.
But anyway, the day I was mowing my lawn was the day that I began my caffeine death trip (of doom). I had an unusually strong cup of coffee, one that gave me such an elated buzz that I continued downing lots of caffeine for days and days. I would drink tea to keep the buzz up, but it holds out for only so long...
Now, I'm really against controlled substances (I'm pro food, though), but I've always been tempted to just go overboard on the caffeine, And so I did.
What followed was several sleepless days, 2 rings around my eyes (looked like I had been punched), and a crazy habit of pure black cupiness.
I should mention now that my crazy early job also pushed me to the caffeinated side.
The first day was full of lawn mowing, cleaning the house, stealing macintoshes out of dumpsters, and insane fast-paced guessing at how to get my speakers back up in running.
While cracked out on caffeine, I dumped the garbage at the dump. While I was thinking about how $3.75 is outrageously expensive (half an hour of my time) , I spotted that mac... and when no one was looking... I stoled it!
As I drove away, it looked like I was locked in, but no, the place was just closing. I wasn't scared anyway. I was too cracked out to feel any fear or sadness .
When I got home, my dad confronted me about moving and I told him I was gonna do it, then let loose everything I felt because, as I said before, I was cracked out on caffeine and feeling extremely happy while telling him my major problems. Everything turned out awesome.
After that, I did major quick cleaning/fixing up, and discovered my speaker weren't working quite right.
I was trying to fix my speakers when Evan showed up. Instead of entertaining my guest, I was COMPELLED to fix my speakers.
I isolated the problem, but Evan was not entertained. I let him play on my synth while I did mad dashes across the room.
After about 1.5 hours and a slowdown due to caffeine decomposition, I gave up on the speakers.
We went to the hospital in my last ditch attempt to steer him clear of the military. I showed him the radiology department!
But, in the end, all I succeeded in doing was give him something to major in when he pushes through the military ranks.
Oh well.
Next day, I ran off to Eric Anapolski's to 1) get the mac up and running, 2)download lots of crap (240 gig HDD systems need filling!) 3)hang out with an old friend.
We did plenty of fun geekish things, with us editing pictures into hilarious things and creating a 3d movie (with that free software blender, no less) where a square teleports via a cone of light onto a sphere... yes, you'd have to use your imagination for once!
One interesting thing to mention was the mac. We decided to search for files of some sort and ended up finding a journal on there. Intrigued, we decided to live the life of hackers -- if only for a little while. Inside, we found the tragic tale of a person who needs to clean, needs to check the door in the middle of the night, and so forth. Then, we located her new moving spot using the internet (as well as all kinds of personal information like her work history and academic records, WITHOUT cracking anything). Maybe she's afraid we're going to be the ones busting down her door in the middle of the night?
Heh, well, I bet we'll never meet this person. That's ok. I hope I never do. What we were doing was just plain weird. But, it was an opportunity to try something that few ever get the chance doing. That and the thrill of it all... it's a nerd thing!
Once is enough for me.
During the whole LAN party thing, me and Eric talked about other people that I had known but have never been able to get ahold of, and, after finding out about where they are, what they're doing, etc. felt really disappointed in myself.
These people are going to Big Name UC's, straight from highschool, while talking a large load of classes. These people are kicking ass and taking names. These people are putting to use their potential.
I, on the other hand, am not trying hard enough. I'm stuck being comfortable. I'm not taking a full load of school like I should (and I will really have to, to get those scholarships). I'm on year 3 at a 2-year college...
Granted, I'm only 19, but the game has now caught up to me. It's up to me to see this through, and I must. Such wasted potential... I'm spending so much time now for so little... I want to work so I don't have to.
Surely I could do better, yes?
To this, Eric responded that "Everyone is going to continue doing what they always do. Dannie will continue at UC Santa Barbara, Nick will continue spending copious amounts of time on his computer playing FPS's, Life goes on. People will just keep doing what makes them happy," and that's true. Some will just keep dawdling by themselves, others around people. Some will never take a full load of classes and fulltime work, others will take 2 jobs and school. Some will continue to spend their money insanely, others will invest wisely (the key to being rich is to not spend that money!)
And what about me? I don't want to become a working automabot like some people. If my job takes up a ton of my time I had better love what I'm doing.
That's what I'm work for. I am working now so that, when I get that job, I won't have to work. It'll be my hobby.
I may even just retire early, so I have that free time.
But, If I had to make a decision between either having the best paying job in the world whereby I do the most boring, unmattering for a living (tie my shoe for a living?), vs. having a crappy paying (though it pays well enough to keep me stable) job that means a lot to me, i'd pick the crappy one without any doubt.
Fortunantly for me, the jobs I care about coincidentally pay well.
Anyway, the next day. After doing so many crazy things, I went to work, and tried to just make it through the day. At the end, I slept all the way till the beginning of the next day, when I normally wake up.
Speaking of sleep, I'm really tired right now, so I'll leave the topics that I wanted to talk about (apart from my news) here, in short form. I'll complete news later.
making your own food exactly synthesized the way you want it. Could create lots of new ingenious cooking stuff
I'm going to use my brother to get on KSLG, since he knows all the staff there. Also, there's lots of shows that my brother wants me to attend. He also would like me to play with plenty of his electronic sound mixing
Junk techno.
I also wanted to mention my run tonight, that exhilirating feel... me looking lively, seeing my abs in the mirror, pulsing like some monster from the movie aliens was going to pop out. Just an awesome feeling...
philosophy is a route of many roads that leads from nowhere to nothing
D.
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