tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-59216012011-12-14T21:53:13.387-05:00some guy trying to come to grips with who he is and what his place is in the worldPhilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.comBlogger1031100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1142224179513318442006-03-12T23:24:00.000-05:002006-03-12T23:29:39.523-05:00

So I posted a nice little introspective piece over on my MySpace blog. There's a link to the right to my 'Space or you can go to:blog.myspace.com/rkikdnecIt's titled "Growing up, moment by moment" Enjoy.Current Mood: CalmCurrently listening to: Is This It by The StrokesLast movie I saw: Find Your Own WayOne line review: Interesting, but didn't really go anywhere; it also seemed biased to one

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1141880288119350992006-03-08T22:56:00.000-05:002006-03-09T00:06:20.913-05:00

The past few mornings I've woken up in a really good mood. It's been wonderful. I worked 10 hours today, yet the day still seemed to go by more quickly than yesterday. I didn't have my coffee yesterday morning, and the day just seemed to drag. I hate to say it, but I may be getting addicted to caffeine. I cut my toenails yesterday, which was something I had been neglecting for far too long. Today

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1141703422113797562006-03-06T21:45:00.000-05:002006-03-06T22:50:22.166-05:00

Thanks for playing everybody! No, seriously. It's better that you didn't. Seriously.Wow, what can I say? I guess since it seems that nobody reads this anymore, I can pretty much say anything. I'm an honest person anyway, and I just feel like I need to get this off my chest. So here goes nothing... A couple weeks ago, I met this really cool girl. We hung out a couple of times and seemed to

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1141263902635858992006-03-01T19:38:00.000-05:002006-03-01T20:45:02.703-05:00

A blank page is intimidating. What's the first thing that comes into my mind when I sit down to write with no particular purpose? The same two syllables that have been randomly inserting themselves into my thoughts all day. The same problem that's had my mind doing incessant triple-axles, trying to turn it over every which way in the hope that some alternate point of view will suddenly make

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1138588271632675712006-01-29T19:28:00.000-05:002006-01-29T21:31:11.696-05:00

I'm confused. Don't pay any attention to me. People may relate to depression, but they don't want to think about it if they don't have to. Maybe I should just shut up. It's not like I'm even creating anything of value.Current Mood: ConfusedCurrently listening to: Watching Family Guy (come on, it's Sunday night!)Last movie I saw: See previous post, I haven't watched anything new since thenOne

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1138514076023537342006-01-29T00:12:00.000-05:002006-01-29T00:54:36.120-05:00

I wrote a song. It sucks. Mom, don't let it get to you. Hopefully some of you will relate. After all, isn't that what music/art are really about? Making connections on some level of the human experience and feeling for a brief moment that you're not alone and someone else is going through the same things as you.It's Friday night and I'm still home alone.I'm even too scared to pick up the

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1138166100946709452006-01-24T23:13:00.000-05:002006-01-25T00:15:00.990-05:00

So it's been awhile. Again. Sorry about that to any faithful readers I may still have. All I can say is that you knew what you were getting into. Infrequent updates and long periods of neglect are the norm for the majority of blogs, I would venture. So reading over my last entry, a lot has changed since then. At least on the job front. I guess you could say I landed a "plush $50k a year

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1131421537728535952005-11-07T22:41:00.000-05:002005-11-07T22:45:37.776-05:00

Neon scenery.What a phrase. Don't steal it from me. I'm going to work it into a poem at some later time. I've just been saying it over and over again since it came to me during one of those half-conscious verge of sleep situations. I love the way it rolls off the tongue.I'm making $20k a year, but my job is only guarenteed for another month or so. I was unemployed for five months and

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1129157584892914452005-10-12T18:49:00.000-04:002005-10-12T18:53:04.936-04:00

I think I tend to fluctuate back and forth between really happy and really depressed for no reason. It happens all the time. Today has been one of those downer days. It should, by all accounts, have been a good day. I got a couple new records for my vinyl collection, plus a couple of pretty sweet thrift store shirts (one of which is a white button down which feels just like my sheets!). I got to

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1128049458600040952005-09-29T23:00:00.000-04:002005-09-29T23:04:18.630-04:00

Lately in my never-ending quest to waste time and ultimately waste my life away, I've been on a blog reading spree. It's been a bit disconcerting, though, because there have been several occasions where I've read someone else's blog only to find it echoing a blog entry of my own. The bottom line is, everyone is saying the same things. I can't decide if I should be comforted by this commonality or

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1126985322450115092005-09-17T15:26:00.000-04:002005-09-17T15:28:42.456-04:00

As I ponder the falling of rain,I reflect on my night in disdain.Whoever thought what was once so greatWould ever fail my heart to elate?What once echoed as a loud chorusI must convince myself to refrain.Though I've washed and scrubbed many a timeThe self-abuse can't remove the stain.As hard as I try, I can't pass throughThis world's sacred and fabled gate,As I stare blankly into the nightI

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1126593615008168052005-09-13T02:37:00.000-04:002005-09-13T02:40:15.016-04:00

"I love my life!" -Josh"It's all about balance." -Sam"Hanging out was grand...we shall do it again!" -Denise"Interesting, pretty raw, it was suspenseful, you drew me along." -JP"I don't get hit on often." -JP"Yeah... maybe it's the 1/4 age crisis kicking in." -Meg"Why aren't you making like a million dollars?" -Nate"My world was spinning." -MoeThese are the things that have been running through

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1126380694009650612005-09-10T15:10:00.000-04:002005-09-10T15:34:08.103-04:00

In case I didn't tell you either in person or through my MySpace blog, I moved out of my parent's house. I'm now living on Elmwood Avenue in Buffalo with Josh (from Last Conservative) and Moe. So far things have been going really well. The neighbourhood is really awesome. There are a ton of bars, restaurants, shops, etc... all within a couple blocks. It's pretty much a college area and people are

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1125181684931660352005-08-27T18:25:00.000-04:002005-08-27T18:28:05.036-04:00

Humorous.Last night was a lot of fun. I went to Adam B's going away party up in Buffalo. There were a lot of people there. Some that I knew, some that I know now, and some that I still never really met. It was so invigorating to get out and meet people again though. I've spent far too much of this summer alone. Besides, funneling beer with Last Conservative is always entertaining. This coming

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1124523758336424322005-08-20T03:39:00.000-04:002005-08-20T03:42:38.363-04:00

OK, so I really don't have anything to write about or report on. Prepare for pointless rambling. (But at least I'm updating regularly!) Sam is back at college now, leaving my parents and I alone at home. I still haven't moved my car up from the lower driveway to the upper (to replace the car my parents let Sam take to college). I'll move it eventually, but who knows when the next time I'll even

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1124181567301634572005-08-16T04:36:00.000-04:002005-08-16T04:39:27.340-04:00

As my brother and I were walking through Tops tonight, I became deeply sickened. What set it off was a pack of Care-Free gum that promised to "whiten teeth". Why on earth do we need a gum that whitens teeth? Not only that, but what's with "lightly salted" Lay's with half the sodium? There's nothing wrong with the salt content of regular potato chips! I mean come on, it's obvious that chips

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1123750643699206982005-08-11T04:53:00.000-04:002005-08-11T04:57:23.750-04:00

So if you navigated here from my AIM profile, you probably noticed that the new link to my blog says "Something blue". Besides completing the phrase, which was stretched to begin with, I thought it was appropriate in a twisted sort of way. Really, I just wanted to highlight the newness of MySpace and Facebook seemed to be the appropriate 'old' correlation. I put Audioscrobbler... and yes, I'm

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1123555916635766172005-08-08T22:49:00.000-04:002005-08-08T22:55:17.520-04:00

I'll leave it to you to decide which is more exciting... Anyway, it has been awhile. Two and a half months since graduation. Nothing much has changed since then. I've been slowly applying for a few more jobs, but mostly just enjoying the summer. I've been biking a lot, riding about 10 miles a day. It at least gets me out of the house every day. For the most part we've had pretty nice weather.

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1117340970440402942005-05-29T00:27:00.000-04:002005-07-29T17:46:04.473-04:00

(I fixed my comment problem.)Unfortunately all old comments were forever lost to the void.Current Mood: BoredCurrently listening to: The Beatles (White Album) by The BeatlesLast movie I saw: Layer CakeOne line review: Good ending, very entertaining, but a little hard to follow.On a scale of 0-5 sucks (0 being the best): 2.0 sucks

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1116796841583574372005-05-23T14:32:00.000-04:002005-05-23T14:34:55.683-04:00

So I finally got around to making a list of my top 10 most influential albums. I think that title is a little deceiving, though, as I wouldn't really say most of these have had a lot of influence on my current musical tastes. Currently, I've been into a lot of music from the 60's and 70's, as well as experimental, alternative, and indie rock. Rather, this list represents my musical tastes at

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1116005473927407962005-05-13T12:09:00.000-04:002005-05-13T13:31:13.976-04:00

Cecil was a good friend of mine. I never really appreciated him as much as I should have. Even though he stabbed me in the back right before he died, I still feel empty inside now that he's gone.Cecil was my gall bladder. Last Monday night was not a good time for me. I had one final exam left at 8:30 the next morning and I was in no mood to study for it. I had been slightly uncomfortable for most

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1114486578712683282005-04-26T00:28:00.000-04:002005-04-26T00:28:00.016-04:00

So, I'm sure that most of you have seen the infamous "Fireballs in Hitchcock" video. If so, what follows isn't really anything new, but it's still fun to brag about doing for yourself. Tonight was my last IV small group and to celebrate, we were supposed to go out for gelato, but ended up going across the street to Giant Eagle and just getting a ton of ice cream. We proceeded to Matt Crane's

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1114043872238185892005-04-20T20:04:00.000-04:002005-04-20T20:37:52.240-04:00

This was just too funny to pass up, I had to make a post about it. As many of you know, I've been a TA for Engineering 145 this semester. Yesterday was my last recitation section that I had to lead. Every week we give the students a quiz in recitation, and yesterday I asked them to write some comments on their quiz evaluating me as a TA. Most were pretty positive, which was good. One girl

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1113886745868947742005-04-19T00:59:00.000-04:002005-04-19T00:59:05.873-04:00

I ate my egg roll. Aren't you proud of me? So apparently Mark is either "Mermaid" or "Ariel". JP is "Gosling", Jon is "Chia Pet" and I'm "Snuffalupagus". Random times in the suite tonight. Things are going good, as far as they can go, I suppose. A week from today is my last day of class as an undergraduate Aerospace Engineering major. The more I think about it and the closer it gets, the more

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1113192394015791782005-04-10T21:07:00.000-04:002005-04-11T00:06:34.016-04:00

Last night I had the best 10 minutes of my weekend. It's a shame "those moments" are so fleeting and meaningless. In fact, it's really pathetic that I get so excited over such things. Here I go being all ambiguous again. Unrelated... In case you were wondering, I had my car looked at and the transmission appears to be fine. My mom pointed out that just having snow and ice packed around the engine

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1112589040229474582005-04-04T00:31:00.000-04:002005-04-04T00:30:40.233-04:00

So much has happened since I last updated. There's a million things I want to say, but I don't have the time to write it all. My trip to the Dominican Republic (2 different links) was incredible. Yeah, that's both bold and italic.... Great times with great people in great places. It was really awesome seeing a different culture. Santo Domingo was really cool and full of life and history. The

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1109307071760166862005-02-24T23:34:00.000-05:002005-02-24T23:56:03.576-05:00

I sat there in class yesterday, wondering when the last time that I really felt deep emotion was. The closest thing that I could come up with was around Halloween of last year. It seems that in the months that have passed since then, I've just been drifting through life, not really caring deeply about anything. There have been ripples of excitement and let down, but nothing really major. Looking

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1107842492385952122005-02-08T01:40:00.000-05:002005-02-08T01:04:10.656-05:00

Thought this might be fun. (Actor - Leading) Jamie Foxx, RAY (because everybody says so) (Actor - Supporting) Thomas Haden Church, SIDEWAYS (because it was a good performance) (Actress - Leading) Hilary Swank, MILLION DOLLAR BABY (because this film has to win some stuff) (Actress - Supporting) Virginia Madsen, SIDEWAYS (because it was a good performance) (Animated Feature) THE INCREDIBLES (

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1107028238014544092005-01-29T14:15:00.000-05:002005-01-29T14:50:38.013-05:00

Another week is already gone. It's shaping up to be a busy semester and time seems to be flying by. I guess that's good though, because it means that spring break will be here soon. In 5 weeks I'm going to the Dominican Republic! This will be my first visit to a foreign country (other than Canada) and I'm really excited. It should be an awesome time with a bunch of cool people. Speaking of which,

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1106260248904605842005-01-20T17:14:00.000-05:002005-01-20T17:30:48.903-05:00

And no, I'm not talking about D.C. I'm talking about the devils in control right here at Case. As if the bridge thing wasn't enough, I've got a whole new slew of grievances this week. It turns out that in order to audit a class here at Case, you need to coordinate with 4 different people in 4 different buildings. Of course none of them know what they're supposed to be doing, and of course

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1105940575826462652005-01-17T00:39:00.000-05:002005-01-17T00:42:55.826-05:00

Don't start with the title. Who starts with the title? Someone who knows what they're writing about. I don't know what I'm writing about yet. I guess the rest of my vacation was a blur. Things improved somewhat at home, but I didn't get to travel at all. This last week back at school has been chaotic. So many thoughts and concerns have been flying through my head. I should be taking things one

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1104092834732313012004-12-26T15:13:00.000-05:002004-12-26T15:27:14.733-05:00

First of all, I hope everybody is having a good Christmas. I am, for the most part. My time off seems to be flying by without accomplishing anything. All the days are blending into one another, and I'm spending at least half of my time sleeping. It seems like the new semester will be upon us before we know it. I'm a bit anxious about this coming semester. As I've said before, I should be

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1102653070108762642004-12-09T22:46:00.000-05:002004-12-09T23:31:10.106-05:00

It's all over now. Monday I stayed up until 6:30AM writing one paper. Tuesday I stayed up until 3:30 writing another. Wednesday I had a final exam and had to present my Senior project. This morning I had my last final. It feels good not to have anything to do. I guess I'm going home sometime Saturday or Sunday. Right now I just feel empty. I'd like to celebrate but I don't have the energy for it.

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1102229643983946502004-12-05T01:51:00.000-05:002004-12-05T01:54:03.983-05:00

Another Saturday night, another night of sitting in my room getting brainwashed by lyrics. It's actually pretty startling how easy your way of thinking can be manipulated. I think that people have a need to relate. They hear some lyrics, or see a situation in a movie or on TV, and they'll twist and distort it until it matches their life. I know I do it all the time. Honestly, I think that's why

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1101264667919054962004-11-23T21:40:00.000-05:002004-11-23T21:51:07.920-05:00

The mist is really beautiful. I was walking home tonight and there was a very light mist in the air. There was that wonderful smell of fresh rain, and everything seemed to glisten in the street lights. Mist has got to be one of my favorite weather conditions. It doesn't fall on you like rain or snow, instead you fall into it, as it hovers in mid-air. You don't get wet either, instead everything

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1101020877136298232004-11-21T01:26:00.000-05:002004-11-21T02:07:57.136-05:00

Saturday...1:28 AM... Here I sit, door closed, window open, alone in my room. Not an uncommon situation, really. It brings back a lot of memories. I like my alone time, but sometimes it makes me remorseful. I'm trying to sort through this movie I just watched. (Mulholland Drive) Let me tell you, it's not an easy task. My best explanation is alternate dimensions, but even then it doesn't really

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1100671864427488792004-11-17T01:08:00.000-05:002004-11-17T01:11:04.426-05:00

The past couple of weeks, with a few notable exceptions, have been good, but in a way lifeless. I haven't been doing bad, but I wouldn't say that things were good. It's like saying "fine" when somebody asks you how you're doing. The thing is, nothing explicitly bad has happened, but nothing seems to excite me anymore. I feel like I'm going through the motions with nothing to really inspire or

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1099552583938485372004-11-04T01:32:00.000-05:002004-11-04T02:16:23.940-05:00

I suppose the last post didn't give anyone much to go on, eh? That was the intent at least. Then again, maybe it was obvious. I have a tough time telling how vague or transparent I am. Regardless, I'll just leave it as there have been a slew of issues which have been bothering me lately. Some old, some new, some borrowed, well, none were really borrowed, but you get the idea... Nothing really

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1099202656550394232004-10-31T01:54:00.000-05:002004-10-31T01:04:16.550-05:00

What can I say? It sucks because I can't express myself. I can't write anything. I can't do anything right. Current Mood: N/A Currently listening to: The Pistol by Sounds Like Violence Last movie I saw: Good Will Hunting One line review: As much as I dislike Ben Afflek/Matt Damon, I gotta say that I liked the film. On a scale of 0-5 sucks (0 being the best): 1.5 sucks

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1099027493949655942004-10-29T01:13:00.000-04:002004-10-29T01:24:53.950-04:00

OK, so first of all, how was my last post depressing? I mean, yeah, I didn't have the greatest day, but I explicitly said "Normally, it gets pretty depressing, but that really hasn't been the case today." Also, melancholy doesn't necessarialy mean depressed. It can refer to pensive thought. Seriously, look it up. Right. So, anyway, I caught myself having fun today. It was disorienting and

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1098855279963981352004-10-27T01:05:00.000-04:002004-10-27T01:39:55.573-04:00

It was a bit of a rough day. For one thing, Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas was sold out. For another my Flight and Orbital teacher felt the need to get me in front of the class and humiliate me. Finally, my senior project prop prototype got screwed up in the computer controlled mill (nobody's fault but the computer's). Anyway, it turns out the high point of my day was in English class. My website

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1098420789372842932004-10-21T23:28:00.000-04:002004-10-22T00:53:09.373-04:00

What is a paradigm anyway? Or shall I say pair-a-dig-um.... Anyway. Fall break, I think, is a time of realignment and reassessment. It seems like when I come back I start looking at everything from a different perspective. This week is pretty crazy. I think part of the problem is that I didn't get as much down time as I would have liked over break because of my report I had to do, but it still

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1098050707666368592004-10-17T17:48:00.000-04:002004-10-17T19:30:11.073-04:00

You see Snoop Dogg doing an ad for Burger King, trying to get people to vote. "Have it your way '04"??? Come on..... Not to mention, now you can get a half gallon of Pepsi with your meal at KFC. Yikes. Current Mood: Confused Currently listening to: Give Up by The Postal Service Last movie I saw: Quiz Show One line review: Amusing with a good message and a good ending On a scale of 0-5 sucks (0

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1097807453990908302004-10-14T22:04:00.000-04:002004-10-14T22:30:53.990-04:00

The past few months, I've been thinking how I kind of regret coming to Case. I haven't been that happy with my major and I wish I could do something else, but I feel like I'm in too deep academically and financially to change anything. Also, there are things about the environment here that I'm not too fond of. I think it's definitely something that is typical of Case students, and maybe even

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1097544043070562232004-10-11T20:55:00.000-04:002004-10-11T21:20:43.070-04:00

I made a propeller in Pro/E today. It actually turned out really well and looks really cool. I've been enjoying my senior project, but it just seems to be moving really slowly. Do you know how, when there's something that you're really looking forward to, and it finally happens, it's kind of a let down after it's all over? One could say that this is what's happened to the mood of the whole campus

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1097393008003333892004-10-10T02:52:00.000-04:002004-10-10T03:23:28.003-04:00

Homecoming was fun. I guess. You know what they say...strikes and gutters, ups and downs, sometimes you eat the bar, and well, sometimes... Bonus points to those who catch the allusion. In fact I'll give you a rice krispie treat, but you have to comment! You know, I'm an impatient person, and I don't really think that works out for me too well. There are some things that have to be aged properly

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So now that the craziness of the Veep debate is over, I thought I'd put up a few more political type impressions. First though, the title deserves an explanation. As part of the debate chaos, there were at least 10 tour busses lined up outside Veale. They all had the company name and logo on the side, and one of them simply said "It's a bus!". I thought it was really funny because it was so

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So aside from all the political stuff, I just wanted to share this disturbing dream that I had last night. It was late afternoon, and not many people were around. The sun was just about to set. I was walking to my car in the parking lot by Fribley. (It was just where I left it in real life.) I see someone else about to get into their car, when they're attacked by two men with guns. With these two

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So obviously, I just got done watching the Presidential debate, and like about a million other bloggers I'm going to throw in my 2 cents to the conversation. First of all, let me say that my vote doesn't matter. I'm registered and voting absentee in New York, which is a "blue" state no matter what I do, just because of NYC. So before the debate I was leaning toward Bush, not because I like him or

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I like to think that I have a pretty good sense of smell. When I walked in my building, I caught a whiff of something in the lobby, and immediately thought to myself, "Domino's Cinnastix". Sure enough, when I got up to my suite, Jon was eating Cinnastix and a pizza. I would say that I enjoy smells in general. Maybe that's part of the reason I have such a weakness for food. When I was young, I

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I guess the first order of business should be to clarify last night's post a little. Everything I said I meant, but that doesn't mean it should be viewed as a lashing out against everyone and everything, and especially not against anyone in particular. More accurately, it should be seen as an expression of my frustration with being unable to express my real thoughts and feelings. Maybe the

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I've been saying this for a long time now, but I think it's something the bears repeating. I really wish that people would say what's on their minds. All of this political correctness and trying to be polite and non-offensive doesn't really work for me. If you have a problem with something or someone, you should come out with it. The truth comes out eventually in one form or another. Isn't it

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1095824133072485222004-09-21T23:29:00.000-04:002004-09-21T23:35:33.076-04:00

Man, I just got the strangest craving for tacos. I was just about ready to go to Taco (ghetto) Bell, but Jon talked me out of it. So this is basically just a reminder to you or to me or to whoever that the next time it's convenient, I should get myself a taco. By the way, I might have been a bit premature last time. I think this is actually my 50th post. Also, check out my KC-135 photo album now

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That's right, amigos: This is my 50th blog posting! Unfortunately, I get the feeling that I'm celebrating with an audience of one (myself). Seriously, does anyone actually read this anymore? I haven't had a comment in months. Maybe it's just because I haven't written anything comment-worthy. Maybe it's because my readership, which, let's face it, at best, was minute, has diminished and or

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1094953134915105072004-09-11T21:38:00.000-04:002004-09-11T21:38:54.916-04:00

...how you can be so lonely when you're surrounded by people.

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For JP, inspired by The Six Parts Seven Encased in my own solitude My existance was always crude Tightly trapped in my mental cave Soon the light I began to crave But the dark's hold was hard to break Those old feelings just would not shake For a moment I glimpsed the light But in the end I lost he fight. I'm always watching from afar It just opens forgotten scars All the things I could never

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1094062082997852102004-09-01T14:03:00.000-04:002004-09-01T14:08:02.996-04:00

Marine Land!~ Still enjoying the college atmosphere with little actual work that needs to get done. Hopefully things won't come crashing down too soon. Current Mood: Satisfied Currently listening to: Everynight Fire Works by Hey Mercedes Last movie I saw: Blade One line review: I don't really remember, I was too tired. On a scale of 0-5 sucks (0 being the best): 3 sucks

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But I want to say things without explicitly saying them and hope that someone out there can relate on some level. That's the power and the beauty of poetry. So deal with it. I've seen the sights I've shunned the lights I've stumbled through The cold, cold nights I want to grow I want to show That I've learned how To take the blow I want to stand I want to land On both my feet And take your

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Tuesday was quite the exciting day for me. For one thing it was my mother's birthday....(didn't even have time to call, oops!) I had to get up at 5AM to go to work, then we had to load our experiment onto the KC-135 starting at 7AM, fix a bunch of problems, and then fly at 3:15PM. I finally left work at 6:30PM, after a 12 hour day, and went straight to the Modest Mouse concert at Scene Pavilion.

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Almost forgot, but here's another little snippet of poetry for y'all: You create false expectations You destroy all my elations You confirm my dread suspicions With your evil handshake hugs I know it doesn't really rhyme and it's really short, but basically I just wanted to throw that last phrase in there because I thought it was clever.

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1090728182522827212004-07-24T23:11:00.000-04:002004-07-25T00:03:02.523-04:00

I think that I'm just going to have to accept the fact that I'll never be extraordinary at anything.   Billions of people already know and accept this.  They wander through life fully believing that they will never rise above average.  After coming to this conclusion, they can go on and find meaning and happiness in the bland and everyday trials of life.  That simply never appealed to me.  I

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1090113448381110342004-07-17T20:42:00.000-04:002004-07-17T21:18:31.733-04:00

I really wish I were more creative, or at least that I was better at being creative.  You see, I went into engineering because people told me that it was all about designing stuff.  Little did I know that design was actually about designing stuff, and that engineering was about planning the workings of stuff using mathematics crap.  I'd like to think that I'm an idea oriented person.  That's

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1088922381732581812004-07-04T01:56:00.000-04:002004-07-04T02:38:50.933-04:00

First off, Happy Independence Day everyone! Yesterday when I was coming home from work, I heard System of a Down's "Toxicity" on the radio. Let me tell you, that brought back quite a few memories of the past two summers. In particular I had vivid memories of two summers ago, as well as the two past July 4th's. Two years ago was a party at Pam's followed by a party at Corey's followed by a

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I really didn't like that previous entry too much. I guess it's because I'm just not in the mood to write anything right now. I really don't care too much though (as you would know by my mood). One of my goals though was to update my blog more regularly, so I guess I'll leave it up. Thanks.

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I came to the conclusion today, while sitting at the dinner table, that I have too many things that I'm trying to do at once, and that I need to organize it all better. As a first step towards hopefully making things go smoother, I've complied a list of goals that I have for the next year or so. I asked Ben about his goals today, and he was reluctant to share them with me. What he eventually

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Well loyal readers, it's been awhile... Where can I start? I guess I won't say too much about what I've been doing the past two months, as I would rather look ahead than back. I will say this though; flying on the KC-135 zero-g plane was awesome. Floating around was such a cool and strange experience. It's like jumping without giving any effort and without anything pulling you down. It's

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1082842591797993462004-04-24T17:36:00.000-04:002004-04-24T17:40:42.123-04:00

As you may or may not have noticed, my blog now has a new subtitle. I chose to replace the old one because it really didn't describe what I've been doing here too well. In case you forgot, the old subtitle was "the random musings of a college student". First of all, I don't really consider myself a college student right now since I'm on co-op, and secondly I realized that my posts were

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1082315087560976762004-04-18T15:04:00.000-04:002004-04-18T15:12:49.763-04:00

Interviewer to The Beatles (upon arriving in America): "When are you going to cut your hair?" Beatle (not sure which one): "I just got it cut (laugh)" "Everyone's gotta be something, me I'm garbage. It's all I ever wanted to be. Shock me again and I'll say anything you want me to." -Matthew Good Band, Rico It is so nice out today. This past weekend has been great as far as the weather was

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I cut myself today. I was being stupid and running with scissors. OK, I wasn't running, but it was with scissors, and it wasn't on purpose. You know, when I was in like 5th grade or something I was into the video game Mortal Kombat. I made up my own franchise which I called "Skool Kombat" in which the fighters were school supplies like scissors and glue sticks and the like. I drew up little

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OK, so I've been in one of those moods again. All my so called friends hate me. What is wrong with me? What am I doing wrong? Why can't I have better relationships with people? I've been feeling that I'm disconnected from everyone, and that to them, I'm just a bystander. I don't feel like anyone cares about me. I'm just there, like a piece of furniture. It's not satisfying at all. I

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1079907198209460552004-03-21T17:13:00.000-05:002004-03-21T17:17:09.436-05:00

Wow, I'm really surprised I didn't get any Comments on that last post. Then again, how can I dare compete with The Passion of the Christ for shock and awe value? That's one of the problems with this country today. Or is it? I'm all for the reduction of censorship, but I still think people should have their own personal moral code by which they make their judgments. Alas, I've been

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John, Justin, and I had been driving basically all night. It was about 6:30AM and the sun was just coming up. The MINI had been on "E" for awhile now, so I figured it best to stop for gas. We got off at the first exit in Georgia and pulled into a Texaco. It was our first stop since Cincinnati, about 6 hours earlier, and it felt good to get out of the car and stretch. After I finished filling

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'till next Sunday or thereabouts :-D

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There's nothing worse than Saturdays alone Saturdays alone On top of having Fridays at home On top of having Fridays at home Your whole weekend alone -Koufax, "Saturdays Alone" Why do I have "no" social life? OK, so everyone at Case is a geek....I accept that, and I know how it is. When you have to do work or whatever, you gotta get it done. Seriously though, come on people! For everything

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1077680807170267322004-02-24T22:51:00.000-05:002004-02-24T23:16:43.810-05:00

Read this article first to know where I'm coming from First of all, I'm going to say that I really don't have too much of a stand on the whole issue of gay marriage. On one hand, biblical marriage can only be between a man and a woman, but on the other, if gay people want the tax credit, or whatever, let them have it. I don't think it's really the government's place to be determining the

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-107698721678601342004-02-16T22:06:00.000-05:002004-02-16T22:09:34.466-05:00

Well, not as if anyone cares, because practically no one voted, but the results were 1-0 for the hair question, and 2-0 for the shirt question. A big thanks goes out to Sam and Christine for voting. I went ahead and ordered the shirt tonight, and the hair is a work in progress. I've never really been a speeder. My parents always drive less than 5mph over the speed limit, and until recently,

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1076553132899015262004-02-11T21:32:00.000-05:002004-02-11T21:34:43.250-05:00

Should I let my hair grow out? Should I get this shirt?

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Politics? So who is this John Kerry guy anyways? I really don't know much about him other than the fact that he's a Democrat. I don't think that Bush is doing a great job as President, but then I'm not going to bash him either. Will I vote for Bush in November? Probably, assuming I'm not disenfranchised again....yeah that's right, New York State screwed up my absentee ballot somehow in '02.

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1076038339150922702004-02-05T22:32:00.000-05:002004-02-05T22:34:41.263-05:00

I didn't really intend to go on a bragging rant or anything, and I hope it didn't come off that way. You know what though, I don't care. Think whatever you want of me...I can always tell myself that you're wrong

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....but first a few random tidbits: I've come to the conclusion that I'm an impatient person My co-op at NASA is going well, it's been interesting and fun, but I'm still not convinced that this is what I want to do with my life From the outside, Case is a really boring place....it's a shame all my friends are stuck there See the post below! Tickets go on sale Saturday As many of you know, I

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Anyone want to go see A Perfect Circle with me at Tower City? April 23rd, $35..... AIM me if interested "rkikdnec" (actual post to follow when I get the chance, hopefully tonight....shocking, I know)

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Well, I finished up my semester with 5 A's and one B, which is adequate. I came home on the 18th and went with my family to get our Christmas tree. Christmas was nice. It's never really a big family affair with our family, because everyone lives so far away. It was nice with just my parents and my brother though. My parents surprised me with an acoustic guitar, which is awesome. I had

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Wow, I guess you could say I've been neglecting my blog. It's been two weeks since my last real post. A lot has happened since then. What can I say now? Thanksgiving was good, although uneventful, lots of rest and good food were involved. I came back to find out I got the co-op position at NASA, which is definately a good thing. I've decided to move off campus, however, which is causing

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1070248817049965902003-11-30T22:20:00.000-05:002003-11-30T22:20:26.933-05:00

BitTorrent TorrentSearch Gotta love it :)

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You think you've learned your lesson, but then you find yourself back in the same old situations, doing the same old stupid things..... I keep taking bigger and bigger steps until I fall right off the edge of the cliff and into the depths of despair. Hopefully, one day an angel will swoop down and save me from hitting the bottom..... Lyrics that aren't words can be profound..... It's

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I wouldn't say that things are going badly. This past week I've been ahead in my schoolwork, I've gotten plenty of sleep, I've gotten several new leads on co-op (see below), not to mention that my birthday was Tuesday and I got to see my dad and brother. Somehow, all of that's not enough. I keep waking up miserable. Why should I bother getting up? Why is my life worth living? What am I

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1069569886692831152003-11-23T01:44:00.000-05:002003-11-23T01:44:54.030-05:00

(Just in case you were wondering.) GE Aircraft engines: Interviewed and rejected. Codonics: Interviewed twice, more than two weeks later, and I still haven't heard back.... Saint Gobain: Recieved offer for programming position this past Monday, and declined it Thursday. NASA Glenn research center: Interview scheduled for this coming Monday or Tuesday.... So basically, NASA is the most exciting

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"Don't trust anyone. Ever. (and be miserable as a result)" OK, so when I said this, I wasn't trying to actually suggest that nobody should ever trust anyone else. Notice the italicized disclaimer and its obvious juxtaposition against the first bold statement. I concede that if my outlandish statement is followed that misery and an incomplete life would be the result. I put forth this

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1068886137595310592003-11-15T03:48:00.000-05:002003-11-15T03:52:33.623-05:00

And this is why I don't trust people. I keep getting these crazy ideas that everyone's out to get me. I keep telling myself that I'm paranoid. But what happens when I find out that my suspicions were right? OK, I guess I'm dramatizing things a little. Let's take a look at the facts, shall we? I was curious to see if my blog showed up in search engines, and so I did a little test. One of

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So I felt surprisingly good today. No particular reason, but I just seemed to be content with things. Strange, huh?

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I don't think that I'm going to write anything about Fall Conference here, at least not right now. I'm sure some issues will pop up at some time or another, but I figure I've already talked to most people who were interested about it. Besides, there are a lot of things that are just too difficult to put into words. If you want to know more details, just ask me. I'd rather discuss things

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1068160560586694022003-11-06T18:16:00.000-05:002003-11-06T19:19:12.020-05:00

So I just finished watching The Matrix Revolutions, and I must say, I'm a little let down. First off, I'm glad that Neo died, but I'm not happy that they hint at him somehow not being really dead at the very end. Once again, Smith is great, and probably the coolest character in the movie. His speech about why Neo keeps on going against all hope is probably my favorite dialogue: "Why Mr.

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1068097962953912382003-11-06T00:52:00.000-05:002003-11-06T00:52:45.916-05:00

Wish me luck on my interview tomorrow:)

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1067764028381797422003-11-02T04:07:00.000-05:002003-11-02T04:07:10.940-05:00

I say that I'm insignificant, that I haven't made a big contribution to anyone's life and that no one would miss me if I were gone. You of course tell me that this isn't true, that I'm important as a person and go on to tell me how I'm important to you. This is exactly what I expect you to say however, and in fact by my saying the first part, I'm really inciting you to give me compliments and

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1067285801992291992003-10-27T15:16:00.000-05:002003-10-27T15:16:42.983-05:00

Let's start with the positive. I was walking in Baker today and some random and attractive girl complimented me on my hat. That kind of thing never happens to me, and it made my day, at least for a couple minutes. See, now we get to the not so positive stuff. You see, all my life I've been smart. That's pretty much all I've been. I was never popular, or athletic, or funny (except to myself)

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1067158893351690052003-10-26T04:01:00.000-05:002003-10-26T04:01:34.156-05:00

It's been a short week and a long one at the same time. I only had three days of class, but they were after a vacation and jam packed full of work, so it seemed to take forever to get to the weekend. It has been a pretty good weekend though. Working for homecoming this morning wasn't as bad as I had expected. Well, now that I've given you a brief overview of the past week, it's time to talk

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1066884733640484702003-10-23T00:52:00.000-04:002003-10-23T00:52:13.106-04:00

I was going to write today, but then again, I was going to do a lot of things today.....

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1066630431089160732003-10-20T02:13:00.000-04:002003-10-22T11:51:57.350-04:00

COMMENT!!!

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1066630373919993912003-10-20T02:12:00.000-04:002003-10-20T02:12:53.933-04:00

Well, the long awaited trip home has finally come, and mostly gone. Right now, everybody in the house is asleep except for myself. I'm sitting in the TV room with the lights out listening to the iPod and writing this. A lot of times, things just don't live up to your expectations, and I guess this is one example of that. I didn't really have any specific plans for this trip home, I just was

Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14804398763172328798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921601.post-1066167323487810122003-10-14T17:35:00.000-04:002003-10-14T17:35:23.196-04:00

I just got back from my interview with GE Aircraft Engines, and by just got back I mean about an hour ago. Right now I'm listening to Sigur Ros and "burning incense". Not that I'm really burning Nag Champa, because that would be a violation of a stupid University housing policy. Kinda like when I had to pay $350 for a window that I broke completely by accident, speaking of stupid University

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