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Right... So, I did some work. Finished that.
THEN (excitement), I redid my blog template and updated all sorts of things.
Now, I think I shall go do the same to somberlife so that I can get my label list to show.

Thoughts on Work

"The college / university world seems to be somewhat like the government. Way too many people, being paid way too much, doing way too little. Like the proverbial "road crew". 3 leaning on shovels, 3 supervising and 1 doing the work.

Enough for now. I need to go lean on my shovel. : - \"

- J Howell (email 09:00 06.04.08)

back again

Wow. It has been a while since I remembered that this blog existed...
But what a better time to start writing again than now! [Now being a summer full of long, uneventful hours at work with little to occupy my time.]
Great! So, where to begin...

Well, I am exceptionally tired. I usually go home, take a nap for 2-3 hrs, do random things (which usually consists of/includes playing World of Warcraft for an hour or few), and typically still get to bed before midnight; only to wake up exhausted at 7. I don't understand it. Perhaps I am just not getting restful sleep. Humm... perhaps I will try a night on the futon, as it makes a wonderful nap place. :]

I've spent my hours at work (when not working) emailing, chatting, generally surfing, making a database of all the phone numbers I have (need to work on that some more...). I think the next thing on my list of non-work work tasks is to bring in my notebook and update somberlife.

My slyness amuses me, and yet I have to wonder just how obvious I am sometimes. I keep open Dreamweaver on one monitor and the Photo Gallery on the other monitor (yes, I have two monitors - it's great :P), or other "important" looking work tasks. And then on top of that (and/or) somewhere in the background I keep all sorts of other things that I am actually doing. Point in case, on top of Dreamweaver, I currently have a very small WordPad doc open into which I am typing this, and then every paragraph or so, I c&p into [Alt+Tab, Ctrl+Tab] my Blogger window.
[Ctrl+A, Ctrl+C, Alt+Tab, Ctrl+Tab, Ctrl+V, Ctrl+S]

Heh... much ♥ to keyboard shortcuts.

I think I am going to try and find something 'real' to work on for a while...

~S

[Ctrl+A, Ctrl+C, Alt+Tab, Ctrl+Tab, Ctrl+V, Ctrl+S, Publish Post]

Compliation of BRM Quotes (on going)

12-27-04
"Welcome to the way I see the world."

"for such is the way I see the world."

"Wondering the halls of my mind."

1-4-05
"Is peace ever truly possible?
Or is it just a reason we give to justify war?"
(from poem 'Questions')

8-24-05
"You can't rape the willing."

"After enough silence, the one who has something to say will speak."

12-26-05
"Courage is the mastery of fear, not the absence of it."

"Well, that's a hard one to explain..."

"Not only do I talk to you, but I talk with you."

1-24-06
"I'm a [member] of so many families, it feels like I'm in the mafia."

"Return of the Buddha."

3-16-07
"I'd rather my life be a constant hell than teased with tastes of heaven."

"You should be in heaven because I'm burning in hell and I don't want to be with you."

"I wasn't trying to be original, I was just trying to prove my point."

6-21-07
"Life should come with a manual."
['Yeah, but even a driver's manual doesn't tell you when you'll hit a pot hole or pick up a hitch hiker.']
"Or what you'll do with the hitch hiker!!"

"Really?!? *raises eyebrow*"

9-2-08
"Do not mourn the past...for if you do, you will miss out not only on your present, but possibly your future too."

Flavorful water, et cetera (Quotes by me)

"Flavor enhancing minerals?! How can you enhance the flavor of water? Water shouldn't be flavorful, it is just wetness."

"I am not crying because of the book; the book is just letting me cry."

"I act against tanning in the deliberate ways that some people act to keep up with it."

"Many things scare some people, and some things scare many people"

"Not having a reason to say 'no' is not a good enough reason to say 'yes'."

"I do not want a 'babe get me another beer' relationship; I want a 'honey will you pour me a glass of wine' relationship"

"...what are you talking about? no!...no, i dont use people. haha. haha."

curious ramblings about not being here

I often find myself wondering what will happen and how people will react when I die.
I'm not afraid to die. I don't want to, but I'm not afraid to, I just don't see myself living to be grown.
Maybe it's just b/c I can't possibly imagine how things will be. idk. but I just cant picture myself living in the future, but I'm not exactly picturing myself dying, either.
I just wonder what will happen to everything when I'm gone. My notebooks, my journals. Who will see what. I'm not worried so much about what people will see/read, but what they won't read.
The only way my writings, and such, can get in the "wrong hands" (after I'm dead that is) is if it's all put away and no one sees it. When I'm gone, It's free game. I want people who know me to be able to know about me and know what I thought about them.