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Monday, February 06, 2006

Mon, 06 Feb 2006 14:33:05 GMT

Been a while hasn't it? Yeah, I would say I haven't had the free time but that wouldn't be honest.

Little has changed in my mind set since ... a long time now. I still dream the same dreams about the same things and the same people over and over again.

Got a new roommate, a guy named Brian. He's pretty cool, we agree on a lot of things and we mesh fairly well.

A friend from down the hall commented on how much she hated it when people couldn't bring themselves to talk after a break-up, especially one that was relatively clean. I don't know what has been holding me back. I'm still trying to figure that one out.

Wednesday, November 02, 2005

Wed, 02 Nov 2005 11:26:12 GMT

Spring Semester Schedual:

08:00AM	ENGL-115 WENTW 214
08:30AM	ENGL-115 WENTW 214
09:00AM	ENGL-115 WENTW 214		ENGL-115 WENTW 214
09:30AM	ENGL-115 WENTW 214		ENGL-115 WENTW 214
10:00AM	PHYS-210 BEATT 420	PHYS-210 IRALL 101		PHYS-210 BEATT 420	PHYS-210 BEATT 420
10:30AM	PHYS-210 BEATT 420	PHYS-210 IRALL 101		PHYS-210 BEATT 420	PHYS-210 BEATT 420
11:00AM		PHYS-210 IRALL 101
11:30AM		PHYS-210 IRALL 101
12:00PM	MATH-280 WILLS 102		MATH-280 WILLS 102	MATH-280 WILLS 102	MATH-280 WILLS 102
12:30PM	MATH-280 WILLS 102		MATH-280 WILLS 102	MATH-280 WILLS 102	MATH-280 WILLS 102
01:00PM		COMP-201 RBSTN 103	COMP-201 BEATT 302	COMP-201 RBSTN 103	COMP-201 RBSTN 103
01:30PM		COMP-201 RBSTN 103	COMP-201 BEATT 302	COMP-201 RBSTN 103	COMP-201 RBSTN 103
02:00PM			COMP-201 BEATT 302
02:30PM			COMP-201 BEATT 302
03:00PM	COMP-208 WENTW 004			COMP-208 WENTW 307
03:30PM	COMP-208 WENTW 004			COMP-208 WENTW 307
04:00PM	COMP-208 WENTW 004
04:30PM	COMP-208 WENTW 004

Only one 8Am class this time around. Good stuff.

Sunday, September 25, 2005

Sun, 25 Sep 2005 17:27:16 GMT

Its been a while but do I have a story for you:
Majority of my suitmates enjoy the parties as can be expected of college students. But John likes it a bit too much. There is this one girl named Crystal who appearently has a boyfriend named Mike here at Wentworth who for some odd reason spends more time here at our suite or with John and/or Dave. Now Crystal hooked up with John for a week straight a little while ago and then with Dave two nights before the big weekend party, while she was dead sober, a critical point.. At said party, in addition to John and Dave, she hooks up with four other guys. All the while she keeps saying how she needs to see Mike. This sets Dave off and tells her to make a choice, 'Us' or him. She storms off. And John gets this great idea, post a list of names of guys she hooked up with while dating Mike on both Crystal's and Mike's facebook. Then at three in the morning, drunk and stupid, John and Dave decide to find Crystal to mess with her some more. They end up on the fourth floor of Baker Hall, Mike's floor. They decide to rip down and steal numerous whiteboards from random people. When they get home they stash the goods in Seb's, my roommate, bed.
Friday morning comes and I'm sitting on the couch watching tv. A knock at the door. Twelve angry guys are looking for John. A dozen of Baker residents who are displeased with the state of their floor are staring us down trying to find a guy who happens to be passed out on his bed not thirty feet behind me. I tell them I havn't seen him, which is true. We tell them to check Baker, he might be at Nicole's room. They leave. Before I can sit down there is another knock. Its the RA, Raff, saying he got a call from the RA over in Baker who told him a large group of guys just left looking for John. We respond that they were just here and gave him some descriptions of the guys. He leaves. We wake John and Dave up from their stupor and tell them what happened. They throw clothes on and start scrambling. I go into my room and lock my door.
I'm listening to music for a while. John calls my cell.
"Are they there? Are they in the common room?"
"Hold on I'll check." I walk out and see the common room to be empty. Then I see the door. The door that we had locked. Open. With fifteen guys standing there looking at me. "Hold on Eric, let me check that for you." Turn and back into my room. "They are inside. The door is open somehow. I'll try to talk to them." And I hang up and walk back out.
"Where's John?"
"After you guys left, Dave woke up and the other guys told John the story. They started scrambling and I went into my room to watch Rounders" Then John and Dave come out of their room. And I busy myself in my room. They talk it out. They insist that they, John and Dave, took advantage of Crystal's innebriation and if it wern't for the alcohol she wouldn't be hooking up with anyone other than Mike. Might I remind you she was sober when she and Dave were doing the horizontal dance two nights prior.
Now for the crazy part, how they got in. We have metal doors, metal frames, and deadbolts. We live on the 'first' floor which means we have a ground floor under us and our windows are minimum 15 feet off the ground. We have a fan in one of our common room windows. They lifted the smallest guy up to our window, knocked the fan out, and crawled in to unlock the door. They came in through the fucking window. What the hell is that? We close and lock our windows at night now.

Wednesday, August 31, 2005

Wed, 31 Aug 2005 01:01:45 GMT

My suitmates think I look old enough to buy them beer. I, by the way, havn't shaved in several days. When did this happen?

Friday, August 19, 2005

Fri, 19 Aug 2005 09:20:12 GMT

With the exception of number eleven:
http://www.craigslist.org/about/best/sfo/66795671.html

Leaving noonish with guys for Otakon. Presently at work milking for time.

I forgot my wallet at home. I have my badge. But I really want my wallet. That throws a slight wrench in plans. But if the guys want to check-in to the hotel, they will get me my wallet.

Thursday, August 18, 2005

Thu, 18 Aug 2005 14:39:28 GMT

Last full day at work and bored as shit. I finished everything put in front of me and now I'm just milking the clock for more money.

Updated college schedual:

Time	Monday	Tuesday	Wednesday	Thursday	Friday
07:30AM
08:00AM	CHEM-100 WILLS 102	CHEM-100 WILLS 203	CHEM-100 WILLS 102	CHEM-100 WILLS 102
08:30AM	CHEM-100 WILLS 102	CHEM-100 WILLS 203	CHEM-100 WILLS 102	CHEM-100 WILLS 102
09:00AM		CHEM-100 WILLS 203
09:30AM		CHEM-100 WILLS 203
10:00AM				COMP-128 BEATT 302
10:30AM				COMP-128 BEATT 302
11:00AM	COMP-128 WENTW 305		COMP-128 WENTW 305	COMP-128 BEATT 302	COMP-128 WENTW 308
11:30AM	COMP-128 WENTW 305		COMP-128 WENTW 305	COMP-128 BEATT 302	COMP-128 WENTW 308
12:00PM					MATH-205 WATSN 001
12:30PM					MATH-205 WATSN 001
01:00PM		MATH-205 WATSN 001	MATH-205 WATSN 001	MATH-205 WATSN 001	MATH-205 WATSN 001
01:30PM		MATH-205 WATSN 001	MATH-205 WATSN 001	MATH-205 WATSN 001	MATH-205 WATSN 001
02:00PM	ENGL-100 WILLS 105			ENGL-100 WENTW 307
02:30PM	ENGL-100 WILLS 105			ENGL-100 WENTW 307
03:00PM	ENGL-100 WILLS 105			ENGL-100 WENTW 307
03:30PM	ENGL-100 WILLS 105			ENGL-100 WENTW 307
04:00PM

Otakon tomorrow. And the start of my only week of summer vacation. I hope it is worth it.

Friday, August 05, 2005

Fri, 05 Aug 2005 18:25:27 GMT

Five dorktasisms eh? Lets see:

(1.) My obsession with Antman. When I talk about Antman I occasionally refer to him as myself. Honest to God slips really. I was gonna go to a costume party as him and have some of the people in the Upholstery shop make me a white lab coat with "Dr. Henry Pym" embroyderd on the right breast. I memorized his origin and faults going back to his first appearence in a scifi collection comic in January 1967 prior to the creatation of the Marvel universe. I would actually see the Antman movie(if they ever make it).
(2.) Harry Potter freak. I read the first four in a single weekend. I literally didn't sleep till I was finished. I read the fifth in an afternoon. I have spent more time reading novel length fan fictions than I have ever done school work, house work, or my job.
(3.) Daria fanatic. I downloaded, individually, each and every episode of Daria except the seveth episode of the fourth season. Which still doesn't stop me from giving a synopsis of each and ever episode. I also have the movie following the fifth season and three of the MTV specials. I spilt blood when she took off her glasses. *Edit 11/18/05: I have the missing episode and the movie following the fourth season. I seriously had blood on my hands after Through a Lens Darkly.*
(4.) Roleplayer. I used three, not one but three, gaming systems and a miniseries of X-Man comics to prove that I could kick sombody's ass. These systems are Dungeons and Dragons ver. 3.5, White Wolf, and GURPS, the comic was a six issue Wolverine/Kitty Pryde series from 1984 in which she offically becomes Shadowcat. Apologies for the repeat of comics.
(5.) My archicly obscure references to movie, tv, books, and conversations I have had. I literally can not go a day without making one. As my best friend describes me "Matt, at BEST, you confuse the hell out of people." I started doing this when I was eight. Adults were stunned. I sometimes even reference dreams and hypothetical situations in which I had said conversations, some of which my friends know better than actual conversations.

So yeah other people:
Chuck
Nik
Sean
Jacob
Curt

My schedual if anyone cares:

Time	Monday	Tuesday	Wednesday	Thursday	Friday
07:30AM
08:00AM			COMP-128 DOBBS 306
08:30AM			COMP-128 DOBBS 306
09:00AM		COMP-128 WENTW 305	COMP-128 DOBBS 306	COMP-128 WENTW 305	COMP-128 WENTW 305
09:30AM		COMP-128 WENTW 305	COMP-128 DOBBS 306	COMP-128 WENTW 305	COMP-128 WENTW 305
10:00AM	COMP-165 WATSN 002	COMP-165 BEATT 301		COMP-165 WATSN 002	COMP-165 WATSN 002
10:30AM	COMP-165 WATSN 002	COMP-165 BEATT 301		COMP-165 WATSN 002	COMP-165 WATSN 002
11:00AM		COMP-165 BEATT 301
11:30AM		COMP-165 BEATT 301
12:00PM					MATH-205 WATSN 001
12:30PM					MATH-205 WATSN 001
01:00PM		MATH-205 WATSN 001	MATH-205 WATSN 001	MATH-205 WATSN 001	MATH-205 WATSN 001
01:30PM		MATH-205 WATSN 001	MATH-205 WATSN 001	MATH-205 WATSN 001	MATH-205 WATSN 001
02:00PM	ENGL-100			ENGL-100
02:30PM	ENGL-100			ENGL-100
03:00PM	ENGL-100			ENGL-100
03:30PM	ENGL-100			ENGL-100
04:00PM

Wednesday, August 03, 2005

Wed, 03 Aug 2005 21:25:42 GMT

Few things to say:

Got a new router at my mom's.

My mom broke up with Denny, Ben's dad this morning. They had been together for twenty years. I'm not yet 18. The oddest part is that I kinda already knew this. I just never had a number. Ask me about the 'baby Matthew' doll if you never heard about it. It turns out that the mounting tension for Mom, Ben, and Denny was getting to be too much so she told him to stop coming by. He will make a few stops to pick up his remaining things at the house. I would like to shake his hand and make sure he knows that I harbor no ill feelings toward him.

Jake's girlfriend Cory is pregnant. She doesn't have the cash to handle the kid on her own so she is filing for Medical Aid. Which means a paternity test and the government going after Jake for child support and garnishing his already tiny paycheck. The kid is due in November. After I leave. Thank God for that.

I have twenty five days left in Maryland. I still don't know how I am going to handle getting my badge on Thursday, my hours that last week, or signing into the hotel Friday as it is on my mom's credit card as this was prior to my own bank card. Add to that the packing, cleaning, attention I will be giving to those who have been lacking and I am not sure what I am gonna do with myself.

Friday, July 29, 2005

Fri, 29 Jul 2005 09:16:08 GMT

punk¹ P Pronunciation Key (pngk)
n.

Slang.
1. A young person, especially a member of a rebellious counterculture group.
2. An inexperienced young man.
Music.
1. Punk rock.
2. A punk rocker.
1. Slang. A young man who is the sexual partner of an older man.
2. Archaic. A prostitute.

Thursday, July 21, 2005

Thu, 21 Jul 2005 18:21:08 GMT

Today was not my day.

The mens room next to my office has this urinal that has a defective valve that if not watched will stick and cause the bowl to flood. This happened twice. Twice. And somhow I get blamed for it 'cause I'm the intern.

Then on the way home at Rt 40 West and Rolling Road, this white van cuts us off, no signal at all. And it had one of those "How am I driving?" bumper stickers. So I think to myself, "I ought to call that number." Then my dad turns off the radio and picks up his phone. Now my dad has car ninja skills but he knows no to drive on 40 and use his phone so he puts it down and asks if I got the number. Which I did. So I call and report the guy. And I remember why my dad is my hero.