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September 03, 2004 12:15PM

...these.are.the.words.that.im.saying...
  • I lived with Ben on Cartier
  • I was with Emily


I broke down. I downloaded Doom 3 finally. Yes, it was a twenty hour download of upwards of 3 gigs, but it worked. It downloaded, unzipped, extracted and installed perfectly, which was highly unexpected. Now you see, the way I looked at this game was much different than most other gamers; I had no expectations.. in fact, you could even say I had low expectations. Everyone was saying how godly and revolutionary this game is going to be, I just couldn't believe it, and didn't. I didn't buy it right away, and hell, I didn't even steal it right away... I never really got into the excitement that surrounded it..so when I loaded it up for the first time, I really had nothing to lose, no expectations to be crushed or any disappointment to soon follow. I loaded it up for the first time to basically see if it would run on my system. I set it to the 'optimized' seettings, which is when the software detects your hardware and then sets the games settings to their best for your system, and then I started a new game to see if the game worked. It did, although the framerate drops were very annoying and very much hurt the immersiveeness of the game... but I knew, as with all PC games, that I could tweak the settings of things and make it run better... how much better though, was the most important question... could the game be saved by tweaks set by fans, or will it stay a slugfest and not even get a night of my time... well, let's see what google had to say.

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September 01, 2004 6:14PM

Dude I did!! I told you to do the bendy every once and a while!!
  • I lived with Ben on Cartier
  • I was with Emily


*sigh* my umbrage has returned in full force and I am filled with nothing but resentment and hate. I need a sword and a long headstart. I need release.... and freedom of everything. I hate where I am... helpless and uncertain. Unsafe and dependant... a mess of blood and tears. I find happiness in nothing and all I can see is hate and anger in everything else. I want to be an asshole to everyone except a very select few, so when I am kind to them, it will hold much more signifigance. I don't care if I'm hated, despised or disliked... I'm much beyond that now. You keep your prying eyes to yourself, your hands by your sides and your eyes closed to the world, and you will be much better off. Enough of this flith...



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August 30, 2004 10:50PM

Relapse - Look it up on Dictionary.com
  • I lived with Ben on Cartier
  • I was with Emily


I don't even know where to start... writing right now feels like some forced, unnatural process that I'm only doing because I know there are people coming here and wondering where the fuck I am. Yes, in the month of August, I've had well over 1500 hits to my website, which is amazing considering what it is, an uninfished personal journal of a unintersting fuck up. I'm not sure what that knowledge does to me... might make me feel like I have much more of an audience than I used to.. but then again, it might just give me more motivation to write better... but strangley, at least right now, it makes me wonder why it doesn't do anything to me at all. This entry is going to seem very unnatural, not flowing or anything... I'm forcing it all out and it hurts, but I have to do it. I'll do my best to get some good content in though, but I can't garauntee anything... we'll just see how it goes... besides, not that much has happened in the last little while really, so I don't know how long the entry will be anyway.

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August 29, 2004 7:55PM

I'm Ready To Kill
  • I lived with Ben on Cartier
  • I was with Emily


Lately I've been in the worst mood ever... I've been in ready position to punch through a wall for the last few days. I'm not sure what's going on with me but everything is annoying me... rubbing me the wrong way.. my computer is going slow and I want to throw it through the fucking window. I've almost cried a hundered times and nothing has been making me feel better.

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August 28, 2004 10:02AM

Dude, That was TNT
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  • I was with Emily


Wednesday at work was long, boring and uneventful... I almost lost my mind and went nuts, but luckily Jeff usually keeps me company, complaining about the customers that call him, and I brose the gamespy message board so much I could probably recite the whole board off by heart. I got like... 8 calls in an 8 hour shift.. *sigh*



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August 25, 2004 11:15AM

No Time, No Time!!
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  • I was with Emily


beautiful.breathtaking.emily It's probably quite obvious by now that it's increasingly difficult for me to update regularly while holding this job, but I think it's just because I'm not in the routine and the such... I mean, I'm sure if I set aside a time to do it, I could probably manage to keep it updated, but I don't think it will ever be as greatly updated as it has been in the last month or two, because I alsways used to do that when I was on my sleeping pills and really tired, and I had hours to do it, so now I don't think they'll live up to that standard, and that kind of pisses me off. I haven't been up to that much lately, but enough to justify an entry I suppose.

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August 18, 2004 9:22PM

Shouldn't I Be Happy?
  • I lived with Ben on Cartier
  • I was with Emily


Well I suppose the biggest news would be that I got a job. Yes fans, I got a job as a Technical Support Resprisentative, at GTN Communications, full time, for 9.50 an hour. It's scary, yes, scary.. quite scary. Scary? Yeah. but there are nice people there, and once I sorta get in the zone, about half way through my shift, I stop being as nervous and kinda zone out. During the first and last bit though, I get really nervous. Anyway... I basically answer calls when the phone rings, ask the customer who called six short questions, get their information, and then read them a phone number. Nothing more. Takes more or less 3 to 4 minutes and that's about it. I take anywhere from 4 to 20 calls per shift, and I get paid whether the phone rings or not. Oh.. I just wnated to let you people know that news. I'm too tired right now to even be happy about it though... in the last four days I've only gotten one nights sleep for someones sake. Last night I punched the wall a whole lot for reasons undisclosed, and today my hand is severly swollen, sore and cut up, and I'm in a lot of pain. So, I'm tired, nervous, scared, uncomfortable and... even more tired.



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August 15, 2004 3:24AM

Refreshing Sleep... Awake to Panic.. Lay me to Rest
  • I lived with Ben on Cartier
  • I was with Emily


Shortly after I wrote that previous entry, Jess came online (Michelle's sister) and she actually did a decent job of cheering me up, without even knowing I was down, which makes it that much more appreciated, because she was just naturally nice to me, it had nothing to do with pity. Anyway, she wanted to send me a lot of pictures, because her and Michelle just recently bought a new computer with a webcam, so they've been going nuts with the pictures and obviously I want to see them.. all, as I am an official stalker and such. So I took her through step by step proceesses of downloading WinZip, installing it, cracking it with a crack I downloaded, then creating a zip file, than navigating to their photo directory, than selecting all (CTRL-A) and then adding them. Once that was done, I had to show her how to send it over MSN. These girls know nothing about computers, that much was obvious, but I enjoyed helping them because now if they want to do something like that again, they easily could. I wouldn't mind helping either of them learn more about Windows or whatever, because they caught on fast and didn't frustrate me.. all you other people, no dice. back away.

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