Oh wait, I forgot about John Tesh and Yanni. Problem solved.

If it is possible for music to make a person cry or feel depressed, it MUST be possible for a person to make music cry or feel depressed, right?

I went to get some money out of the bank a little bit ago, so I could get gas in my truck, and it said that I only have $130 in my account!!

Money seriously sucks goat balls. I had over $1000 in there less than a month ago, and now I'm down to less than $200?! Heck, it's less than $100 now, because I had to take out $50!

If I had known that I was THAT low, I would have held off on getting a Powerball ticket. Oh well, now that I have it, I guess I need to just hope that I win the $93 million.

I was sitting here, trying to get some work done, and I heard this noise at my window. I looked around the room to see if something fell, but it didn't, so I just ignored it. About 10 minutes later, I heard it again. I went to the garage, got the pellet gun, and fired off a shot in the direction of my window. I thought I heard something take off running, so I came back in and sat down. 10 minutes later, same thing. This time, I snuk up to the front door, opened it quickly, stuffed the gun out the door, and fired another shot. Aside from a dove flying out of the nest by the front door, I heard nothing.

Just a little bit ago, I heard it again and went over to look by my bed... I looked at my phone and saw that the lights were flashing and that I had a missed call.

All this time the noises I was hearing were just my phone vibrating against the shelf by my bed, which also happens to be right below my window.

My name is Tim and I've been retard-o-hauled.

Well, I sat through the 6 hours of pure disorganized CRAP they had, went to see about registering, went to Financial Aid to find out if my stuff would be done in time, then went back to register and get my ID.

The lady at financial aid pulled my paperwork out of the stack, verified it, then told me to go ahead and register. She said that if my funds aren't in by the fee deadline, they'd make sure I wasn't dropped from my classes. The one thing they're not going to help with is books. I have to check my other source of aid and see if they'll take care of it. If not, I have to find some other way to get my $450 worth of books.

I told soupy that I'd be moving in next week sometime. I discussed this with Mom and Dad over lunch, and neither really had any argument.

Tomorrow at 4:30AM, I will be peeling my butt off my bed, washing up, and leaving for Kokomo.

This extra effort will probably(hopefully) be wasted, because my financial aid paperwork wasn't completed in time. I'll find out tomorrow between 8:00AM and noon if I am going to school this fall.

Quite honestly, I don't want to start 'till spring. There's just too much up in the air right now for me to start making the 2 hour drive on Tuesday and Thursday to go to class, then come back home, bust my butt trying to get my homework done, then doing work for my customers.

I figure that by January, the worst of the winter weather will be over, I will be (hopefully) caught up with work, and I'll be able to afford an apartment within 30 minutes of campus.

So you think the area's gray, but it continues each day A bad example of the attitude you portray Act like I owe you my life, you should be burdened with strife Can't find a single reason I could live with you as my wife So I continue to pray, and hope that you'll go away A bad addiction to a home wrecking thing who plays With my heart, and that's the bottom line I feel so empty

What can you give me, I can't give myself And what part of my life can you fix, that I can't fix my damn self

(Flaw - Reliance)

Have you ever noticed that chat rooms, IRC, and other similar chat technologies, are affected by this "plague" of stupidity?

Every time I have ever joined an IRC channel or chat room, I've been faced with this type of discussion:

1337_d00d: i bet u that my frind can beat ur ass j0e_b0b: nah dude... his penis isn't large enough j0e_b0b: 3=D *** j0e_b0b laughs Time passes... 3m0ti0n@1chix0r: **sob** nobody likes me 1337_d00d: itz bcuz ur a hor j0e_b0b: lolololol 1337_d00d: ur going 2 haf 2 run bcuz im gunna kill u 3m0ti0n@1chix0r: OMFG!!! I"M SO CALLING THE POLICE ON U!!!

This gets old in a hurry. So what have I done about it? I've quit visiting IRC channels other than those that I have created, which are most usually dead or have intelligent discussion in them. There is the occasional time that an imbicle joins the channel and tries to look "big" like the above idiots, but they are greeted with a prompt /kick.

Tuesday, August 2, 2004:

Location: Indiana University, Kokomo Campus - Kelley Student Center
Item of Business: Financial Aid
Description:
I went to the financial aid office to drop off some paperwork and to check on the status of everything else. When I asked the gentleman if they had received my paperwork from the Vocational Rehabillitation office, he said, "If we did it won't matter until this stuff has cleared. Have you registered for classes yet?"

I replied with "no", to which he responded something that I was fearing:
"If you register now, you'll have to pay for your classes up front, then be reimbursed when your aid is processed."

Typically, it takes 4 to 6 weeks for that kind of thing to clear, so I highly doubt I'll be going there this fall.

Wednesday, August 3, 2004

Location: Home, Rensselaer 
Item of Business: Reporting the status to Mom and Dad
Description:
When I informed Mom about it, I reinstated the point that it is primarily IUK's fault, considering I only received <i>anything</i> from them about my financial aid once, then never heard anything more after that. Add to this the fact that all the advisors have been out of the office for the summer, and you've got a nice case of "It's all their fault". 

Mom suggested that I move to Kansas or an area like that, and study meterology. After a bit of discussion, the thought was changed to Purdue University. I would much rather go to Purdue than some out of state school, because #1 - I have all my finances taken care of by in-state grants and assistance programs, #2 - I'll be close enough to home, and #3 - A friend has already told me that I can live there until I can afford my own place, and his place is only about 15 minutes from the Purdue campus.

Subject #1: Craftsman 42" 20HP Riding Mower

Problem: Failed to stop when the brake pedal was depressed Investigation:

• Adjusted the brake pedal linkage - Failed to solve problem
• Adjusted brake caliper - Failed to solve problem
• Shimmed brake caliper - Failed to solve problem
• Soaked in gasoline, dusted in black powder, ignited - Solved problem

Subject #2: Lawn-Boy 18" Self-propelled Push Mower

Problem: Failed to stay running once started Investigation:

• Cleaned air filter - Failed to solve problem
• Disassembled and cleaned carburator bowl - Failed to solve problem
• Removed partially plugged fuel filter - Failed to solve problem
• Strapped with 200 sticks of dynomite and ignited - Problem solved

Since I got home this week, I feel weird. It's almost a feeling like I don't know myself anymore. You know, the feeling you have when you're around someone you first met... I'm almost afraid that I'll say or do something that'll royally piss me off.

To the best of my knowledge, nothing has really changed. Sure, I was gone for almost a week, but I've never experienced this before.

Ok, so this morning I woke up. I have a list of stuff to do on my whiteboard already. Mom walked in and told me about all kinds of things I have to get done today. Then, Dad walked in and told me about something else that I need to get done, which was already on my list. Then, I went to check my email, and there's this message from someone telling me that they need help fast... I opened the message and read it, and one of my friends from school is needing help with a project. She is stressing out over it, and I have already given her the help I can, short of actually doing it. All she has to do is basically throw something together and use it! The instructor of that class doesn't really care!

I get so sick of crap just falling in my lap all at once. I seriously think I won't be starting school this fall because other people have not done what they were supposed to, and I've been too busy cleaning up after them to do it myself. I am just sick and tired of it all.

My neck has been hurting really bad all day, and it is starting to make my stomach upset. :(

Scoreboard Tim: 2 Flies: 0

Yeah, I got the bid before I was even there. When I got there, I was waiting in the little foyer area for the suite they're in, and I heard one of the girls that works there ask the other, "What's the web site guy's name?"

Apparently I am now known as "the web site guy". I have to have some layout concepts to them by Friday, and they are in no rush on getting the site done. Apparently cost isn't an issue either, considering I wasn't even asked to give them a price.