(17:46:40) Matt: http://pixla.px.cz/pentagon.swf (17:47:21) Macguy: is is safe? (17:47:24) Macguy: < -- in class (17:47:25) Matt: yeah (17:47:35) Matt: its about 9/11 (17:47:39) Macguy: all (17:47:41) Macguy: ahhh (17:47:44) Macguy: ill wqthvn it later (17:47:59) Matt: you will what later?

Macguy is officially a spoon......yes.....a spoon. But at least Tim loves me 7(I wouldn't call it love, per say...) :

(20:37:38) Tim: would you mind assisting me for a minute? (20:37:41) Matt: sure (20:37:52) Tim: i need a file recovery app that works with ntfs (20:37:55) Tim: and i dont want FFR (20:38:44) Matt: http://www.bitmart.net/ (20:39:00) Matt: http://www.runtime.org/ (20:41:07) Tim: if i weren't heterosexual i'd suck you off (20:41:17) Tim: (thanks) (20:41:21) Matt: np's man

(23:05:26) macguy: fuck (23:05:32) Tim: no

It's "The Bearded Clan"... That's "Clan", not "Clam".

Anyhow, the site is slowly coming together and can be found here. Enjoy.

So today, I went to Wal-Mart and got a gun cleaning kit and a box of .410 shells. Dad and I went over to Grandma's farm and shot at an empty 1-liter Pepsi bottle.

I had fun, but MAN my shoulder hurts. I wasn't expecting the shotgun to have that much "kick" at first, so I was really relaxed... BIG mistake. After that I did fine, but that first jolt bruised me up.

So I went to lunch with Mom and Dad today, somewhat against my will. While we were there, my phone rang. I knew who it was, so I let it go to my voice mail. After a few minutes passed, I decided to check my voice mail and see what the message was. The person that called didn't leave a message, so I hung up within the first 5 seconds of the call.

Just a little bit ago, I pulled my phone out of my pocked to check the time, and it said I had a zero balance! WTF?!?!?!

I immidiately jumped on Virgin Mobile's site and filed a complaint, and within 30 minutes I got a response:

Hello Tim, It sounds like you had a call that keeps on calling. Once in a while these will show up, they are caused by the tower not receiving the message from the phone that the call has ended (when you press the end key). The call charged a total of $43.40. Don't worry, we will get this fixed for you. Due to the amount of the charge, it can take 2-3 days for the balance to be reapplied to your account. This is just because a Supervisor will need to review the call. I apologize for any inconvenience this may cause, but we will resolve this issue. Thank you for writing. If you need anything else, just let me know! Feel free to call Virgin Mobile At Your Service at 1-888-322-1122 or *86 from your Virgin Mobile phone, this is a free call! You can also visit our website at www.virginmobileusa.com. We look forward to hearing from you! Angel J. Making The Peril Less Perilous. Virgin Mobile USA

So, now I have to wait 3 friggin' days because of THEIR mistake?! BULLSHIT!!!

There's 1 thing that I will get lethal over: People fucking with my money.

Guess what... They fucked with my money. I am ready to fucking kill someone/something. Oh look.. A fly.. SQUISH

I don't want to feel this way, I don't want to pretend that these feelings don't exist But I'm aware, yet so afraid I'll make mistakes I'll always regret, And by the way, would it be O.K., if we went our separate ways, just to see I don't want to hide the truth, but I can see you through jaded eyes my faded broken gaze It strays away, and I am afraid that I'll make mistakes I'll always regret And by the way, would it be O.K., if we went our separate ways Cause I can't breathe Sometimes I think that these chains can be broken And I can see your eyes, your lying through your teeth and I'm aware, this isn't fair And by the way, would it be O.K., if we went our separate ways To see if in time the shades are drawn back again The light reflects upon what might have been And I will be here cause I don't mind waiting

(Sinch - Plasma) I may have posted this before, but I don't care. It says a lot of what I have been thinking for a while.

Here (Wildebeest)

So I was just checking my Hotmail account for the first time in a couple of days, and I noticed that there's a crapload of "date me" banners all over my browser window. While this makes me more thankful to have my GMail account, or my own mail service for that matter, I had a thought.

Most of the time, there are chicks on these banners that are attractive. Given the population of the world, how did they determine that these particular females belonged on the banners? Was there some set of guidelines as to what shape their eyes should be, how big their nose should be, or what color their hair should be, or did they just pull all the pictures out of a database using stereotypes?

My thought is this: Is it possible to define "attractive" with mathematical functions and determined properties? Most everything else in the world can be, so why not this?

If this is possible, then it would allow for computer programs to be written to sift through massive quantities of photos, determining who should actually be on those banner ads and who shouldn't.

8:45 AM CST

Dad: Tim!! TIM!!! You need to wake up and get all dressed up and go to My ISP's name here and fill out an application by 10:00 Me: What time is it?? Dad: A quarter 'till 9:00 Me: dhisghosopgjhgopjsh

...

Me: It's really nice to know this now. When did mom find out about this? Yesterday? Dad: Yeah, but she forgot. You need to get down there at 10:00

I went to bed at 3:00AM. What in the HELL do these people think? "No sleep for you!!"?

Online communities should be open to topics, but when there are rules they need to apply to everyone, including the people running the community.

My laundry needs done again, but I'm too lazy.

My truck is very loud right now.

I have finally started a site for my business. I need to add a lot more to it and finish all the pages, but for the most part it is just what I need.

I am getting bored with my life. I need a change in routine... Something fun and enjoyable...

Here lately, I've gotten into the habit of staying up 'till 3:00AM, just because I don't get interrupted after 10:00PM.

Last night, I was up 'till about 2:30AM.

This morning, at 9:00AM, mom came into my room complaining about the internet not working. She said kept getting "Page cannot be displayed" errors, which told me that either 1) the connection had stalled out, or 2) DNS was down.

I told her to reconnect and see if it worked, which it didn't. She said it was still doing it, so I told her that our ISP was down. She called them, said God knows what, then came back and told me that they said they weren't down. She started whining to me about having to get whatever it was done, and got me out of bed to figure out the problem.

I got in at her computer, tried to get to a http://www.google.com/, and nothing happened. I decided to reconnect. I fired up Net Meeting, got to the gateway server, and it wasn't even connected! I just held my tongue and connected. After I did, nothing was working again. I tried to do an nslookup on google.com, and I kept getting DNS time-outs. I told her I couldn't do anything about it and that it was our ISP's problem, so she started whining some more. Within 5 minutes of all this, AOL Instant Messenger popped up with her buddy list, showing people that were online.

I thought, "OK... DNS is back up now..." and opened up Internet Explorer... Yup, it was working again.

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So now, she wanted me to do all the stuff for her. I was in the process of doing so, and she said "I really need to sit down. Can you stand up and let me have the chair?"

...

20 minutes later, she had done a crapload of stuff she didn't need to just to get to some form she had to print out, and ignored EVERYTHING I had said in the process.

Mom: It looks like it stopped. Clicks the submit button again Me: No, it wasn't stopped. Mom: Oh... Oops... Me: Thinking I hope she's prepared to have 2 identical math books... Me: I'm going back to bed now. Mom: Blathering on and on about useless crap, keeping me from going back to sleep Me: Farts I need to go to the bathroom

Sitting in the bathroom, taking a well-needed crap, she came to the door and started asking me idiotic questions about whether or not it was safe to close the browser now that she had logged out.

So, needless to say, it is now 48 minutes past the time I was pulled out of bed by my toenails, and going back to be is looking kinda bleek.

Tim <-- Programmer -- Not a network administrator

Note: In the process of typing this entry, my connection to my ISP reset for no apparent reason. They are ranking quite high on my "Businesses I Hate" list...

Well, I got my truck fixed today. Turns out it was the ignition module, which sits underneath the rotor on the distributor. It took $80 to get the part, and about an hour to change it. Now, all that's left is new exhaust.

I did notice, in the process of looking for the problem, that there's a lot of wires wearing through from rubbing against something. Also, my valve cover gasket is leaking a lot worse than I expected.

...a red truck with various parts removed.

I ruled out the following:

• ECU
• Fuel injector
• Fuel pump
• Radio
• Glove box
• Dust on the floor

What I have determined highly unlikely to be the problem due to it being replaced fairly recently:

• Ignition coil
• Ignition wires
• Distributor cap and rotor
• Throttle position sensor

What I have determined highly unlikely to be the problem due to it being not related to the symptoms:

• Water pump
• Radiator
• Clutch
• Brakes
• Headlights
• Turn signals
• Tires
• Starter
• Bodywork

What is confusing me:

• The ECU cleared the codes when it died the other night
• The fuel injector is spraying fuel even though there isn't really a spark (Note: A friend told me that the fuel injector will not allow fuel to pass if a spark isn't sensed)
• There is a weird rattling sound towards the back-passenger's side of the engine
• Sometimes it appears as though there isn't much compression

So today I took care of dropping my classes for the fall and starting the ball early for spring.

Tonight, after Dad and I got home from doing a bit of work at my aunt's new house, I decided to check the truck out to see if I could find anything wrong with it.

I let it run for a while, and it started to get a really bad rattle in the upper end (valvetrain, etc.). The rattle didn't sound like it was anything that would cause the engine to explode at an idle, or whatever, so I just let it run and get up to temperature. After it did, I shut it down and fired it right back up. Thing is, it was hesitant to fire and sounded like it didn't have hardly any compression. I tried again, with the same results. At this point I was smelling raw fuel really strong, not like it was leaking on the ground, but like the thing was flooding out really bad.

So, here's what I'm thinking... The computer is totally fux0red. That explains the running rich, the random shutdowns, and the codes getting cleared. Also, the piston rings are gone or broken. This explains the rattle and the lack of compression.

I could be wrong about the piston rings, but it's the only thing that really makes sense. I used a piece of surgical tubing as a makeshift stethescope, but didn't hear anything around the valve cover or head. I pulled the oil fill cap off and put the end of the tubing in there, and I heard the normal noises the rocker arms make. It was a different, more consistent, rattle than what I was hearing outside the engine.

So what do I do now? Look for some TNT laying around town, since it is so abundant, and strap my truck with it. I plan on lighting it and running away at the speed of light.

I just went to Wal-Mart to get some packing tape so I could mail a product that I'm getting a refund on. About 1/4 of the way there, my truck died.

I coasted into a parking lot to try and start it again, but it wouldn't fire. The fuel pump is working, the injector is working... The only thing I can't check is the spark system. It (the spark system) should be working, because I replaced all of it, except the spark plugs, within the last 6 months.

To add a bit of a twist to it, the computer (OBD system) reset itself. It should be throwing a code 34 for the EGR system, but it isn't. I only get a code 12 out of it.

So, after getting a neighbor to get mom to come tow me home, I got the truck home...and it fired right up when I got in the driveway.

Result? I'm not going to school this fall. I have to make at least a 30 minute drive twice a week, and that just won't work with an unreliable pile of shit.

Edit: I can't afford to fix my truck, let alone get a new vehicle. I'm totally fucked.