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since pacific standard time
first of all, i wish damarius thomas could catch. that would be phenomenal.
secondly, i hate pacific standard time, if that’s even what it is officially called. i feel like i am somehow cheating time, and i refuse to succumb to the clock because when i’m there, i live in the future (eastern standard time). the only thing i love about traveling to the west coast and my time deception is that i get ridiculous amounts of rest. i also dislike the fact that every guy there looks one of two ways: a dark haired emo guy or a hillbilly. i may contemplate moving to seattle, but the true drawback of that is that i dislike the following things:
1. emo men
2. rain
3. cold weather
i unfortunately was not afforded much tourism time in downtown seattle. most of my time was spent either traveling, or 35 feet in the air on a scissor lift in a 35 degree (or less) warehouse cooler. i also realized that i did not come into contact or converse with another person of the same gender as myself in 3 days. such is the joy of being a mechanical design engineer in one of the most male-dominated industries in existence. i don’t mind being around a lot of men - oftentimes i prefer it because men’s lives seem to be must less drama-filled, unless of course a woman enters the picture and drags him down with her. i guess i shouldn’t complain, i’m in a unique position. i just miss having someone to relate to a lot of the time. plus hanging out with contractors and installers all day isn’t exactly a high-society experience. i will say, however, that it is an “experience.” i learned a LOT of new dirty jokes.
i had a very interesting conversation about obama winning the presidential election.
Creative Loafing cover
the comment made was that the election of obama aligns with the prophecies of the book of revelation and the coming of the anti-christ. This stems from an email that circulated in the spring of this year.
The e-mail reads: “According to The Book of Revelations the anti-christ is: The anti-christ will be a man, in his 40s, of MUSLIM descent, who will deceive the nations with persuasive language, and have a MASSIVE Christ-like appeal….the prophecy says that people will flock to him and he will promise false hope and world peace, and when he is in power, will destroy everything is it OBAMA??”
as a mccain supporter, i’m not entirely sure what to say about this, other than to chuckle a little bit and reaffirm my lack of faith in human-kind. plus, isn’t saying that a politician is deceptive sort of a given?
i’m reading a book called “another bullshit night in suck city” by nick flynn. i’m about halfway through it, and although i’m not a huge fan of the actual story line (it’s a memoir), i am in love with the writing style and somehow cannot put the book down (the fact that i was stuck on a plane for 5 hours also helped me keep on reading). if you like well-written prose, i’d suggest picking it up - unless of course you are easily offended.
by Nick Flynn
damarius thomas just made up for his incomplete pass on the past drive.
while watching the game, jonathan and i have come to the conclusion that georgia tech must be renting it’s dance team. we are fairly convinced that the entire campus does not have a population of attractive females that large, therefore, we must be shelling out some serious cash for these girls - promotions girls from some firm downtown. 
part of this conclusion is based on our assessment of the past 7 years of georgia tech dance team (we attended from fall 2001 (2002 for me) to fall 2006). the overall weight of the team has been reduced likely 30-50% in the past half decade, and i doubt it is because tech is requiring photographs on their freshmen admissions applications.
i lack any further inspiration to write, because georgia tech is up 21-17 with :03 to go. we won. b-e-a-utiful. 6-1, baby, against a bunch of crappy teams! doesn’t say much for us, but i’ll take it, i guess.
we’re off to a corn maze in canton tonight. i hope i don’t freeze to death. i should be used to it, though, after this past week. however, this time i have no control over the temperature.
related and relating to my mother
i can remember the countless times that my phone has started buzzing and seeing my mom’s number on the screen. “hi mom.” “hi hun. i have a question. there are these words on the screen of the cell phone, and it looks like it might have come from you or your sister, but i don’t know what it is.” “mom, it’s a text message.” “a what?”
i must certainly be related to my mother because today i upgraded my phone for the first time in 7 years (yes, seven years) and came home with a shiny new red blackberry pearl and all the internet, data, and texts my little fingers can handle, and i have NO idea how to work the sonofabitch. i almost feel bad for sitting around laughing at my mom thinking it was ridiculous how someone so smart could not figure out what a text message was. now i’m sitting here kicking myself in the ass for being so cheap for the past 2,555 days and being as far behind the times as, well, quite possibly my mom happens to be.
Red BlackBerry Pearl
i have claimed for a while that i am technology adverse, but that is likely a lie. i think i’m actually “adverse” to excessive expenditures. hell, i wear the same clothes i had in 9th grade and i’m 24 years old - just so that i don’t have to go out and buy new ones. the insistance that i will become addicted to my new phone is on the forefront of my thoughts. will i really need my crack…errr…blackberry all the time? will i check it on top of stone mountain? will i be constantly watching for that little red flashing light? will technology ruin my spare time? i didn’t go running today because i wanted to play on my phone - the first sign that it very well may take over my thought processes.
well, mom, maybe you were right for staying away from the computer enough to not even know how to change the font size.
on a side note, my “good” dog pulled all the blankets and sheets off of my bed today and chewed a hole in my down comforter, leaving feathers strewn all over the floor. she even had a bunch stuck to her fur. i guess she went all the way with the “nesting” idea and even dressed up to play the part.
Enzo and Saleen
i have decided that for Christmas, i am going to ask for only one thing: books. i have read every book in my house and need some new ones. i even read one of the trashy romance novels that daniel got me from the salvation army just because there was nothing left to read. the only book i haven’t gotten all the way through is the Bible, but i don’t really want to rush through that one. so, for christmas, get me a book you think i’ll enjoy. that’s all i want, other than a new washer and dryer. and my damn garbage disposal installed.