﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>Memnoch418's Xanga</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Memnoch418</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from Memnoch418</description><language>en-us</language><ttl>60</ttl><image><title>The Weblog Community</title><url>http://s.xanga.com/images/xangalogobutton.gif</url><link>http://www.xanga.com/Memnoch418</link></image><item><title>Saturday, November 06, 2004</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Memnoch418/153862610/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Memnoch418/153862610/item.html</guid><pubDate>Sat, 06 Nov 2004 06:26:21 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;Well, last time I updated this thing, it was the end of July, now it's the middle of November. A lot has happened since then, to me, and to the world. I live in New Jersey right now, Newark to be exact. Within seeing distance of all of New York City, and about a 30 minute commute. I have been to the city quite a few times. I will get to that later. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Let's see, what do you want to hear? And what do I want to tell you? Not really sure where to begin. I dropped everthing at the end of August and left for Jersey, to see NYC and the rest of the East Coast / World. Moved into the dorms in downtown Newark, and started classes for my Masters Degree in Occupational Safety and Health Engineering. (Sounds impressive, but isn't. I will be a safety and health inspector / director when I am done.) Classes are slow, and long. Six to nine everynight of the week. No morning classes. I am the youngest person in my classes by 10 to 20 years. I really don't have all that much to do really. Not a lot of homework, just mid-terms and such, group projects, and a seminar class in Manhattan. My roommate is pretty cool, laid back. The school is nice. A lot of Indians, Chinese, Jordanish, Japanese, Pakistan, Hungarian, Turkish people here. I love the diversity. It's crazy. Thats just Newark. New York City is like a different planet. Only place in the world where people run up escalators. Truly the city that never sleeps. I did get lost in Harlem a couple of weeks ago, at 12 in the morning on a Saturday night. I don't suggest that. It was cool to see people walking their dogs, and doing things that we would normally see during the day. Everyone was on their own schedule. But I guess you can be on your own schedule when they have McDonalds that DELIVER. God Bless America. Yeah, I said it. Mac D's that DELIVERS. Genius. Pure Genius. Anyway, I what else. Not much really. Oh, Broadway is super sweet. I am going to see a couple shows here in the next couple of weeks. Probably Phantom of the Opera and Wicked. I still haven't taken the tour of NYC, so I will probably do that too. I am planning on going to Colorado and&amp;nbsp;Vermont for some skiing, (Breckinridge and Killington). Should be a nice little break from being surrounded by miles and miles of concrete. I need to start working out on my legs. I work out about 4 times a week, and run a little and I have taken up swiming. Thats about it.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Let's see. What else. Not much really. When I am done with the East Coast, I am thinking about going a couple places. Colorado maybe. Work on becoming a ski bum, and get in better shape. Or, I was thinking of getting a job back home, and joining the Army, Navy, or Air Force Reserve. I hear you get commissioned as an Officer if you have your Masters. Just a thought. But, then, I was thinking, maybe I should join the Peace Corps. That will get me to the other side of the World, for free, for 2 years. Actually, 27 months. Learn a different language, and see things I might never get to see again, and help a bunch a people I may never be able to help again. But we will see. I am not sure if I will feel the need to leave the U.S. for 2 years after I graduate here. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Why do I feel the need to leave the U.S.? Well, it just feels like the world, or rather, my world, the world of relative safety I try to trick myself into thinking that I live in. Have you watched the news lately? The news in New York is a little different than the news in the Midwest. It's more graphic here. I hear some of the craziest most messed up shit here, that it makes your skin crawl. People unloading automatics at 1 year old birthday parties, rapes, muggings, robberies, stabbings in school. POLICE OFFICERS on TV afraid to show their face on TV, (they are blurred out), because they are afraid for their lives. When I was growing up, some of the meaner kids always used to talk about Crypts and Bloods. Well, they are real, and I read about their gangland assassinations in the paper. It's crazy. Sigh. Oh, and get this. I was reading on the internet this story about some guy who shot someone else with a shot gun and a revolver because they didn't believe in God.l The killing part is fine, people are murdered for dumb shit everyday. But the word "and" bothers me. A shotgun &lt;EM&gt;AND&lt;/EM&gt; a revolver. That means that after he was done with the one gun, he went and got ANOTHER gun for lack of bullets, bad aim, what have you. If that isn't the most F-ed up thing you have ever heard, I don't know what is. Anyway.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Well, it's late, and I am going to head out. I will try to update this thing more often. Later.&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Memnoch418/153862610/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Sunday, July 25, 2004</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Memnoch418/113394646/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Memnoch418/113394646/item.html</guid><pubDate>Sun, 25 Jul 2004 15:48:39 GMT</pubDate><description>Hmmmm... whats up summer? The last time I wrote in this thing, it was the very beginning of my summer. Now, its almost over. Lets see whats new? Not a whole lot. Bought a new computer. Working a crappy summer job. Bar hopping. Working out a little. Golf. That's about it really. Everything I set out to do, I am doing. Crazy nights of drinking and trying to forget what drove me to drink in the first place. Hockey games, 21st Birthdays, and everything else a college student should be doing. Except, that I am not really a college student anymore.&amp;nbsp;I did manage to graduate early Indiana Tech, only to now plan on going to New Jersey Tech for Graduate School. Funny how after I worked my ass off for 3 years in college, only now, do I actually feel like a college student.&amp;nbsp;A normal, stupid, drunken, going to have fun even if it kills me college student. But it's over. On to bigger and better things I guess. Whatever. Like before, I couldn't care less where or what I do with my life right now. The fact remains, that after this great summer, that I will be leaving my friends again to go to school on the other side of the country. At least it will only be for 2 years this time, instead of three. SIGH. What else do I really have to say? I might be back sometime in this thing to tell you about some random crazy night that I had. From the people having sex on Main Street to me losing my pitching wedge in a swamp. MAYBE I will even tell you about my relationship with Becky. You might know more than I do if you ever read her online journal, but I do not, so I could not tell you whats going on her end of things. But lets just say that my feelings for her have not gone away (dispite several attempts to make them go away), even if her feelings for me have gone. Not really sure where that is going to end up. Well, I am going to have to go, since I am at work and all. I will try to update this again sooner. Hope to see you soon. Goodbye.</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Memnoch418/113394646/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Saturday, May 15, 2004</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Memnoch418/89267274/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Memnoch418/89267274/item.html</guid><pubDate>Sat, 15 May 2004 02:45:54 GMT</pubDate><description>Doomed to be a nice guy forever. Doomed to forever look in on other
worlds through bars of indifference. Doomed to always want what I
should never have. &lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Memnoch418/89267274/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Wednesday, May 12, 2004</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Memnoch418/88439687/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Memnoch418/88439687/item.html</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 May 2004 04:26:23 GMT</pubDate><description>must think faster, must think faster.&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Memnoch418/88439687/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, May 11, 2004</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Memnoch418/88225892/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Memnoch418/88225892/item.html</guid><pubDate>Tue, 11 May 2004 17:05:34 GMT</pubDate><description>I need to talk to someone. &lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Memnoch418/88225892/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, May 10, 2004</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Memnoch418/87890208/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Memnoch418/87890208/item.html</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 May 2004 13:51:39 GMT</pubDate><description>Timing is everything. Timing is everything SO much in the fact that it
should be a course of study at all colleges and high schools. You
should be able to major in Timing. That way, maybe we wouldn't waste so
much time. &lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Memnoch418/87890208/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Thursday, May 06, 2004</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Memnoch418/86798222/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Memnoch418/86798222/item.html</guid><pubDate>Thu, 06 May 2004 18:58:23 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;The rest of my life. Round One. &lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Memnoch418/86798222/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Wednesday, May 05, 2004</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Memnoch418/86452115/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Memnoch418/86452115/item.html</guid><pubDate>Wed, 05 May 2004 13:20:24 GMT</pubDate><description>"Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop to look around every now and again. You might miss it."&lt;br&gt;
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~Ferris Bueller&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Memnoch418/86452115/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, May 03, 2004</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Memnoch418/85885425/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Memnoch418/85885425/item.html</guid><pubDate>Mon, 03 May 2004 17:36:37 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;So it seems Friday I will be done with school. So, if anyone has ANY suggestions as to what to do with the REST of my LIFE, that would be swell. Post them here at my journal, or just e-mail them to me. Any help on the matter would be splendid. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;I think I am living the phrase "going nowhere &lt;EM&gt;fast&lt;/EM&gt;". Actually, I think I got nowhere faster than anyone I have ever known. How did that happen? Was there a memo that I didn't get or something, or was I absent on that day when they told everyone? &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Mathematically, I think it works like this. A vector has both magnitude and direction. For the sake of argument, we will call magnitude speed. I have been going at an increased speed, with relation to say, my peers. Now, what is my direction? Well, I have no direction right now. So ... that just makes me a number, a relative speed with nothing to compare itself too. How sad is that?&amp;nbsp;SIGH!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Memnoch418/85885425/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Sunday, April 25, 2004</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Memnoch418/83567521/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Memnoch418/83567521/item.html</guid><pubDate>Sun, 25 Apr 2004 20:29:15 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;ZerØspace is balance. ZerØspace begins with the insight that now the inner stuff has been tossed around, faced, and set in the White Room, a balance between this internal platform and the external world needs to happen. It begins by seeing with new eyes. Everything looks different.&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;The Kidney Thieves are a band that I have been listening to recently, and the name of their new album inspired me to change my site a little bit. Out with the old site, in with the new one. Not too much else to say, almost done with school. Later.&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Memnoch418/83567521/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item></channel></rss>