tags: messages in a klein bottle

well. until i figure out how to post things remotely at my hand-crafted blog, this will have to do. this is where i shall post random snippets from my promiscuous wanderings amongst strange computer terminals in this brave new world.

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2003 Jul 21

Nothing Teaches Like the Hand in the Fire

i have walked into my school and discovered that today is the first day of orientation for the m1s. for some inarticulable reason, i cringe. oh well. live and learn. nothing teaches like the hand in the fire.

August

2003 Aug 27

Nuked Again

yikes. i've nuked my main blog site. now the question is, do i wait until the sysadmin re-enables my permissions, or do i just revert to my own homegrown system for blogging?

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2003 Aug 30

A Really Good, Successful Night if not for Getting Robbed at Gun Point

i've grown rather fond of Blosxom, although i do still fantasize about using xsl stylesheets. (i don't know why. maybe because i've been myself how to write xsl for 2½ years now.) but now, my blogs are locked down because of excessive hammering (thank you, Radio Community Server.) And i wonder if there are sysadmins at my web host this long weekend who will answer my plaintive cries.

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November

2003 Nov 20

The Veritable Calm Before the Storm

ok, i'm at the hospital, and i've been too lazy to figure out how to get wikieditish]1 to work on my main blog, and i'm tired of trying to screw around with Mindterm and trying to run SSH from a web browser, so here i am.

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2004

October

2004 Oct 13

Knowing That the World Was Right

In the light of day, my despair evaporates. with the sun shining, it's hard to imagine the aching sadness, the weight of 10 years of wandering the desert, alone and forsaken, suddenly coming down upon me in the middle of the night, unannounced and unexpected.

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2004 Oct 14

Everything Is All Wrong

So we enter the realm of darkness. The underworld of the night shift, the hours of the graveyard. My loneliness is a palpable presence, a solid mass. Like rotten meat sitting in my stomach. And I'm too tired to vomit it up.

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2004 Oct 15

Incantations upon the Bit-Ether

This lifestyle is not conducive to my mental health.

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2004 Oct 15

Pathetic

I have completely pissed away an evening roaming through blogs and xangas. The sun is coming out, and man, do I feel pathetic.

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2004 Oct 16

Oh No, Not Again

Why is it that someone can say certain things, and they don't mean anything near the way I think they mean?

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2004 Oct 27

Trapped in the Bowels of a Hospital

it's kind of creepy if i think too hard about it. but what is there really to do when you're trapped in the bowels of a hospital at 3 in the morning, with naught but an internet connection to keep you company?

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2006

August

2006 Aug 14

skye edwards "stop complaining"

I don’t know why
but I cant seem to find the right melody today
I can’t make the words fit how I feel
I don’t know when
was the last time that I slept the whole night through
and when morning comes around I feel tired

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2006 Aug 14

"starlight" by muse

This song reminds me of this poem

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2006 Aug 14

hopeless

I feel so fucking hopeless.

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2006 Aug 15

ten trillion ideas

I feel like I’m completely losing my mind. There are like ten trillion ideas whizzing around my brain. This can’t be good for me.

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2006 Aug 16

attack of the past ten years

What sucks is that I can’t do this vacation thing at all. I can’t fucking relax. It’s like all of the sudden all the thoughts and feelings I’ve been avoiding for the past ten years or so have come out to attack me.

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2006 Aug 16