A person that I've not gotten along with for the past couple of years sent me a message today saying that they were willing to make amends. I agreed to it, but I am very cautious of it because I have seen this same thing happen to other people, always ending at square 1.
On another topic, I was cleaning my desk up the other night and I came across a picture of some of my friends and me at a fall outing. It brings back some good memories, but at the same time it causes me much pain because of where those friendships are today.
And yet another topic, I got another customer for my web development business. The sites are nowhere near even beta stage, but they are here and here. Before you know it, both sites will be up and running and generating lots of traffic. I'm going to talk to the customer and see if they'll let me put a small banner on the sites, saying that I was the one that created them. Both sites are targeted at the local area, so I can use all the advertising I can get.
And one more thing before I head off to bed. Jason and I were talking the other night and I have decided to be a reseller for his hosting business. The rates are all listed here, so if you're in the market for some very affordable hosting, let me know.
That is all.
All day I thought it was Monday. According to everything I've looked at, today is actually Wednesday.
I was just sitting here, trying to write a post for a forum I vist. I was also talking to a couple friends at the same time.
It was like I passed out, or fell asleep, but my eyes didn't close and I was actually physically awake. Ten minutes or so just disappeared. I've gone to do something before and in the process of doing it forgot what I was going to do, but this is totally different.
As far as I know I could have taken a trip to Las Vegas, won millions, gave it to some poor bum, then came back to my seat.
(Just the lyrics don't do this song any justice. Go listen to it.)
This need for more has me cold, and shaky. No more waiting for a reaction face when they hear about, the trouble that started when you and I met, and let me remind you I plan to get through, with or without you.
Nonpoint - Mint
Did you know that I am supposed to be paying my mom $200 per month to live here, not including food and transportation costs?
Mom had me go sit at the kitchen table. She tried to be all professional about it, by having some sort of meeting. This meeting was to tell me that I am responsible for 1/3 of the bills in this house since I live here. I was told that since I am capable of working, I need to be working full-time to help provide income for this house.
When I brought up the fact that better money management needs to happen, I got a sob story about how while my sisters and I were growing up, and Dad was working, Mom had to stay home and "do without". I let her know that I did appreciate that, but that it isn't a valid argument now. I asked her how many times a week she goes out to eat, and guess what... SHE AVOIDED THE DAMNED QUESTION!! She said that it takes too much time and gas for her to drive home and back to work every day. When I told her to take her lunch, she said "I'm not going to stay at the bank to eat every day!" She doesn't get it... When I worked at the body shop, I had to come home. Sure, it was only a little under a mile from home, but still! Also, when I worked my ass off at the factory, I had to take my lunch and eat there! Guess what else... I BOUGHT GENERIC FOOD AND TOOK IT!!!
She said that if I'm so damned concerned about having food in the house that I need to pitch in and buy groceries.
Just before I walked away from the kitchen table, she said something about how I am going to have to sell what I can to help out or I have to get out. I said, "Well, time for me to go find a box to live in then", to which she replied with "That's not what I meant." She just sat at the table trying to talk to me about it, mainly arguing, but I just yelled "I'm not getting into that right now" and ignored her.
Did you know that I have no social life and that working 40+ hours a week will solve that? HA!
Oh, get this... I have to pay $200 a month to live here now, but after the first of the year and when I start school I have to pay $300 a month.
FUCKING BULLSHIT!!
Mom woke me up this morning to go to church. When I got out of bed, I felt like someone had beat the living crap out of me: My back REALLY hurt.
I went and shaved, then went to jump in the shower. I figured the shower would make it feel better, but guess what... IT DIDN'T!! When I told Mom and Dad about it, I told them that I wasn't going to church because I wouldn't be able to sit in the rock-hard pews. Mom's suggestion was to take a cushion from one of the chairs, then to just go because maybe it would make my back feel better... I was like, "Uh, no..."
So yeah, here I am... It's 10:06AM, they are at church and are going out to do something afterwards, and I am here at home with a back that hurts like you wouldn't believe!
If anyone has any of my notebooks from ACC101, APS101, or CIS***, I want them back. Also, I want my ACC101 book back... Yes, I just said I want my Accounting book back...
I make stuff like this.
I moved the ad to the bottom of the right navbar. If you scroll down a little bit, you'll see it at the bottom of the gray box on the right side. I think that's a better place for it anyhow.
See that advertisement at the bottom of the page? If you click it just once for each time you visit, I will be eternally happy. It pays more than you would think, and if I get enough clicks on it, I will be able to afford to move out.
(11:02:32) Josh: Fucking cats. (11:02:48) Tim: i am not!
(I'm only joking)
...unless you've lived in this room.
I seriously think this bedroom is haunted. I know, I made that post the other day about my sister's house being haunted, but damn...
The last few times I've been in this room, I've felt someone touching me. Tonight, I was sitting here reading my favorite comic, and I felt a very light hand running down my side. Out of instinct, I flinched and looked to see what it was... Nobody was there.
Someone asked me if it was a good touch or a bad touch, and I really can't answer that.
I know some of you are thinking it's just the stress of this house, but I think it's something else. There is something about this bedroom that can't be explained. It can only be experienced. I've been living in this bedroom for almost 2 years and it is just now happening. I don't know what's going on. Remember that entry from a couple weeks ago about the chick? That night I felt the hand too.
The hand of God? I don't know. I would think that if that's what it was it wouldn't be so disturbing. I think this room is filled with "spirits of the past" for whoever lived in it.
On a different topic, that chick I talked about in the entry a couple weeks ago... While I was at my sister's last week, I had a lot of weird dreams. I had one, though, that wasn't like any other dream. In that dream, she said something to me: "I have caused you too much pain and now it will end." ...then she walked away, but someone else walked up where she was standing and I woke up. Since then, I have not had any depression or whatever from the thoughts and memories of that girl. Hell, I've not really had any thoughts of her at all since then. I just want to know who walked up in her place.
There's this show on TV right now. Some dude is justifying the fact that people sue fast food companies because they get severely overweight.
In order to prove his point, the dude said that people will see some really fit and trim person on a McDonalds commercial eating a Big Mac, then they will go and eat the same thing thinking that if someone on TV can look that good and eat that same food, so can they.
YOU PEOPLE ARE ALL RETARDED IF YOU BELIEVE THIS GUY!!!!
Advertising doesn't MAKE you do anything! It is your own choice to go eat a sandwich that has so much grease and fat in it that you can feel your arteries clogging as you eat.
Now the jackass is saying that drugs are not the answer to ANY depression... WHAT A FREAKING RETARD!!! Drugs are not the answer to ALL depression, but they are the answer to some depression.
I so want to beat this guy to a bloody pulp. He has no clue...
The show is on Bravo right now and the guy is promoting his book, "Natural Cures They Don't Want You To Know About". The dude that I am wanting to disembowel is Kevin Trudeau.
YOU CAN'T BLAME MCDONALDS FOR YOUR WEIGHT SKYROCKETING AFTER EATING A BIG MAC EVERY DAY!!!
Edit: Apparently this guy is supposedly banned from infomercials. Federal Trade Commission Link Edit Again: BAHAHAHA!!! Check out the Google search results for this guy.
So today I was talking to mom on AIM, and she said that we won't be keeping the house any warmer than 64° F this year because she can't afford it. I immidiately thought, "HOW STUPID!". If you've ever taken a physics class, you know exactly WHY it is stupid.
Everything in the world has what's called a "specific heat", which Google defines as "The quantity of heat required to raise the temperature of a unit weight of a substance by one degree". As you can probably guess, this quantity of heat is a lot higher for some substances as it is for others. For example, water has the highest specific heat of anything on Earth. You can see this by boiling a pan of water. It takes a certain amount of time to heat the pan of water to 212°F (100°C), and the water holds its heat for a certain amount of time thereafter. If you've ever had to simmer something, you know that you have to heat the water up with a high flame, then lower the flame so you can keep the water at the temperature you desire without getting hotter or colder.
Think of your house this same way. While a house doesn't have the same specific heat as a pan of water, it is very similar in how it behaves. If it is 20°F outside and you want to heat your house to 64°F, you will have to let your furnace run for a certain amount of time to get the temperature to 64°. After that, you will keep your thermostat on 64°F and the furnace will run only once in a while to maintain the temperature. Raising the temperature doesn't change how much the furnace will run to maintain the temperature; it just changes how long it will initially run to raise the temperature to that point.
So what am I saying? It isn't any different to keep the thermostat on 64°F than it is to keep it on 70°F when it comes to the amount of fuel used to hold the temperature.
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