So, I just need to type.... cause it will help me direct my thoughts. The way things have been going lately I have lost contact with too many friends. Some, partially, because I didn't like some of the choices they made. They were scary to me. Some I just.......
Well, it wasn't that I forgot......
I just stopped.... keeping in contact very well.
Our lives went different ways.
Well..... after seeing a friends picture on myspace I got a huge shock. One of my best friends from high school was laying on a bed. A black monitor above him with little green lettering. A bandage on his head. A blue plastic tube, with a clear plastic bag protruding from his mouth. Some of my best high school memories involve Sean Miller. Me, Him, Alex, Mike, and blake. We were brothers.
I called Alex.
This had happened over 20 days ago.
over 4 flat lines ago.
over 4 resuscitations ago.
And I didn't find out till today.
I should have been with my friends at his side.
Now with a trip to California already planned for tommorow, I have to wait 1 more week.
I shouldn't have lost contact. I should have known earlier.
No matter what happens. Don't lose those you loved. You never know what will happen.
Sean fell off his porch at home.
I can't even begin to list the silly, crazy, insane things I have seen him do, I would never have expected this. He was made of steel.
Please. Pray for him. Pray for him to recover. Pray for us not to lose our sean, mentally or physically. I was told he most likely won't ever be the same sean ever again. That no matter what we lost him. Pray for that not to be true. Just please, give him a prayer. |
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Jul. 23rd, 2006 @ 08:09 pm
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Listen Bitches.
TMNT is all you need to know.
Go here.
Piss yourself with joy.
http://www.apple.com/trailers/wb/teenagemutantninjaturtles/ |
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Well, me and sean did not die in Mexico. |
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May. 22nd, 2006 @ 12:15 pm
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Tycho's take on PS3
"I really must stress to online PlayStation 3 partisans the extent to which they were not at E3. Those of you playing "the home game" might have seen a trailer or two and come away with the idea that with grace and pride your grey altar stood high over conquered foes. Ain't the case.
Like Nintendo, they should have kept that price close to the vest. Maybe even buried it inside the vest, or folded it lengthwise and hid it in the sole of their shoe. Because what happens after you hear that price is you traverse their media gauntlet, and with each new game you see, you ask yourself if it is worth six hundred dollars. That game, by itself. Is this Karaoke game, which is, as I understand it, a very good Karaoke game, worth six hundred dollars? Six sixty, if we are using tawdry real numbers? With only thirty songs built in, what is be the price per song I choose to download - which is to say, what is the actual price of the game? Wait, is SingStar even a launch title? God of War, I mean, uh... Heavenly Sword looks cool, but when is it coming out? Do we even know what the launch titles are?
They've gotten a lot of traction differentiating themselves from Microsoft by offering "free online play," which people hear as "free Xbox Live," and I don't know that we can believe anything of the kind. Until it is absolutely verified that we are talking about single sign in, single friends list, unified architecture, and invites across products from different publishers, they are not replicating the competing premium service. The PlayStation 2 has "free online play" as well, and it becomes apparent fairly quickly that it is free (which is to say, $40) because they have given the user nothing, and the developer nothing, and the publisher nothing.
It is in this spirit that I have resolved to give you nothing as well, as much as you want. You might be wondering how you or your friends can get a piece of this nothing that I'm giving away. Just close your eyes. Yes, that's it. Open your right palm. There. Now savor your nothing, to the extent that one is able to savor the void.
The reality is, of course - and this is a dark piece of market wisdom - that if a game good enough or important enough is released, price recedes as the primary factor. Their stable of thrall developers worldwide will eventually necessitate a purchase, a fact I find unpleasant. But I'm not going to pay a premium for games that will be released at some distant point in Earth's future.
It is very, very early to consider one's self a fan of the PlayStation 3." |
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6QXUXQ8miHs&search=juggernaut%20b1tch
Just to make sure people understand that my e-wang is bigger then theirs, I wanted to post this to beat anyone to the punch.
Mar. 1st, 2006 @ 11:49 pm
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7 up and plexiglass.
Random senseless stupid posts.
Get me attention.
and make people think I'm unique.
Feb. 23rd, 2006 @ 06:33 pm
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And in the end, there was just laughter.
Feb. 5th, 2006 @ 11:54 pm
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Nov. 15th, 2005 @ 03:01 pm
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http://www.cnn.com/2005/WORLD/europe/11/05/france.riots/index.html
Everyone bitches about America...
Things could be worse.
Nov. 5th, 2005 @ 05:50 pm
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Zach and sean may be the only ones who truley respect this. http://college.big-boys.com/articles/nintendochoir.html
Nov. 1st, 2005 @ 12:15 pm
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To keep this short and sweet..... I met a girl named Anna. She stole my heart and took it to California with her.
I hope to get it back once I get there.
Aug. 22nd, 2005 @ 11:40 am
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I'm updating. For no reason. I have nothing to say.
Love,
me.
Aug. 19th, 2005 @ 11:05 pm
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May. 21st, 2005 @ 02:19 pm
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I think the fact that I got my real name as my live journal. Something I haven't been able to do with anything other then gmail cause I was one of the first to get it. I think thats a testament to how witty all the emo kids with live journals think that they are.
Or possibly a testament to how completely lacking in originality I am.
Probably the latter. I should probably shoot myself.
Feb. 3rd, 2005 @ 10:09 pm
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Look out your window at the moon tonight.
Jan. 27th, 2005 @ 10:37 pm
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I can't take credit for this. But this response was generated during a debate about the "evolution is only a theory" stickers on text books.
"A friend of mine told me this story once several years ago:
Let's say you're walking down a sandy beach along the ocean. As you're walking along, you see something shiny in the sand and reach down and pick it up. It's a gear. You toss it in your pocker. Further down you find another gear. A little further a spring. Next a piece of glass, and later still a flat piece of metal about the size of a coin. Each time you find one of these items, you put it in your pocket. When you arrive at home you reach into your pocket and pull out a complete, working pocketwatch made up of each of the pieces you found in the sand. They randomly fell together just right from the vibrations of your walking.
The chances of of that first, single-celled organism coming from that primordial ooze is worse than your chances of finding all of those pieces to that watch and having them fall together in your pocket during a walk on the beach. The next time you're making fun of a creationist, you might want to consider those odds first, because your chances of standing there because of evolution are pretty slim, regardless of how much evidence you happen to have tucked away in your pocket.
Science anymore is as much of a religion as any religion. We go to school and read textbooks and are taught by teachers. It's not much different than going to a church, temple, or whatever building and reading a Bible or Koran or other book and being taught by another teacher, pastor, or such. Granted, many parts of science have been proven by someone, but until you go and build your own lab and prove to yourself that water is made up of 2 atoms of hydrogen and 1 atom of oxygen, you are taking on faith that what is written in your science book is true. Don't forget that along the way you will have to prove that atoms exist.
You can argue all you want with my logic, but most of us do take our science on faith as we will never take the time or energy to prove it all to ourselves. I'm not saying that I don't believe in science, but we all put our faith somewhere, whether it be in religion or science. "
~D.T.
I liked this.
Jan. 24th, 2005 @ 11:12 pm
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Tonight was about talking to CJ.
About planing my trip to New York in March.
About broken saints.
About pages left unread.
Tonight was about wishing you were here and wondering why you werent.
Jan. 12th, 2005 @ 10:40 pm
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I can't believe I'm saying this.
But recent events have led to me to question if love is real.
Can it really conquer all. Stand up to anything.
Or is it a fad that has come and gone. Dead.
Jan. 10th, 2005 @ 10:35 pm
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