| 9-17-00 |
| everything has gone well today. no big surprise. there really wasn't much to go wrong. well, except that i was sick, but that ended up okay too. right now i am extremely ready to just fall asleep. the problem is, i have to type an essay for school tomorrow. that's okay, no biggie. it's just that i wish i could have some total, unadulterated time to myself and my thoughts. i need to go deeper in my views, and i need to come up with some answers to questions, some serious, some not so serious. i think i am just going to leave you with this question: is there something to which you can attribute the fact that all people are by nature under compulsion to add extra stress to their own lives? email me. |
| pother (pawth'-er) - 1. a choking cloud of smoke, dust, etc. 2. an uproar, commotion, fuss, etc. |
| quote: between two groups of men that want to make inconsistent types of worlds, i see no remedy except force ... it seems to me that every society rests on the death of men. ~oliver wendell holmes |
| 9-16-00 |
| from the time that i wake to the time that i fall into the grasp of slumber, i think. i have thinking with no end. i have to think, and i have to think deeply. i really appreciate those who keep me in thought, especially keck. keck, you really have a way of obfuscating every single rational thought and forcing me to think outside the proverbial box. i now have to rethink all the boundaries of what it is to which we refer as our defined reality. i never thought that i would need, in order to keep my discussion clear, to use terms such at this to define such an overcoming part of my existence. i, the reticent, now ask every one of you who read this, to stop and clear your head, maybe by way of hot tea or reading some of my poetry, and consider your outlook more thoroughly than ever before. can your senses really be trusted? if not, then by what do you measure truth? is there any absolute truth? if not, is anything true? i actually want you to send me your view, no matter who you are. email me. |
| azrael (az'-rail) - [hebrew, literally "help of god"] the angel whom, at death, separates the soul from the body; angel of death |
| quote: although the shadow of certain death looms over every day, the pleasures and joys of life can be so fine and deeply affecting that the heart is nearly stilled with astonishment. ~dean koontz's watchers |
| 9-15-00 |
| do you know how it feels to care about someone and know they are unhappy? because i do. and i know she's not happy. there is really nothing i can do. anyway, she's probably reading this, so just know i care for you. okay, off that subject. nothing really happened today, except various people being asked to the homecoming party thing. i might go. yeah, and it's just great that i have no one to go with for the sole reason that anyone i would go with is too nice to go with me. well i don't really want to go into it right now, it's way too hard to explain. my life is not going to turn into a soap opera. no way. and i am not going to change that. this too shall pass. |
| love (luv) - to care for someone enough to be willing to step out of a comfort zone in order to do what is best for them. |
| quote: i shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; i lift my lids and all is born again. (i think i made you up inside my head.) ~sylvia plath's mad girl's love song |
| 9-14-00 |
| someone once tried to prove that there is no such thing as impossiblity. he said that the most accurate physical model is the totality of mathematics. since in mathematics, you can assume something is true by reading "given: triangle r." that proves that triangle r exists. he said that anything can be given and therefore, all is possible. this is not true however. you cannot say "given: line a has an area of 4 square units." this is because a line has no area. what's the point? don't try to make something what it isn't. if everything is possible, it is not because you declare it so. opinions? thoughts? email me. |
| serendipitous (sair-in-dip-e-tus) - seeming to have a gift for finding something good accidentally. |
| quote: i should never have gotten up this morning. i should have just stayed in bed. ~gast |
| 9-13-00 |
| everyone cheer for revamping!!! i think this looks much better with the light-up links and tables and stuff. here's an idea...email me!!!!! you know, sometimes i wish that everyone on this site would just go ahead and send me input. i really hate having typos on the page, and chances are there will be today. i apologize for the lack of news yesterday, but for some reason i have this problem with disappearing modem drivers. that's okay though, because i know you guys don't mind. in fact you probably think that few people even come here, but the counter at the bottom of this page is off by about a month or so. i just put it up three days ago, so judge for yourselves. and those of you in mrs. kurtz's creative writing class, feel free to read the poetry by clicking on the link in the sidebar called "reticence." everybody enjoy, and viva nicaragua. |
| ineptitude (in-ept'-i-tood) - the quality of being wrong in a foolish way |
| quote: ineptitude brings the detrition of progress ~the reticent |
| 9-11-00 |
| okay you people who are so quick to strike, if anyone for some reason thought that i was being unjust to the person with the inane quote of the day on friday, i was just making a point. i am not sorry in the least that i had to choose an example. i did not in fact withhold the name of the person in order to make them look more stupid, but in order to protect their identity from those who would mock them. i never said that i had anything against the person who made the remark, and in fact, i don't. so anyone who, for some reason, thinks that my personal opinion should not be expressed honestly and openly on this page seriously needs to rethink the whole purpose of it. i never forced anyone to come here. you take offense for some reason, you don't read it. i do not write to offend. i write to open the eyes of those who may in fact be less productive than they have to potential to be. and for the last time, if you have an opinion of any sort, email me. |
| raiment (ray'-ment) - clothing or garb; wardrobe or type of dress |
| quote: a fallen star fools itself into flight ~the reticent's regenerative downfall |
| 9-10-00 |
| yet another thing i have to clear up. it seems as though people take words and misuse them constantly. i'm not talking about everyday hyperbole, either. i mean completely twisting the meaning of a word in order to impress someone else. take the word download for instance. my friend to whom i refer as xslade and i have a running joke between us because of the incessant misuse of this term. you cannot download something to someone. it is not funny when people write comics in which a child uses the word download. it's just not. it's a lot like a person i know who constantly refers to himself as a kleptomaniac. a kleptomaniac steals out of compulsion, a desperate man steals out of necessity, and a thief steals out of thrill or any other personal gain. this would include both humor and impressing his friends. some people are terribly misinformed. |
| milieu (mil-yoo) - surrounding influences or habitat; environment |
| quote: no coffee, no peace; know coffee, know peace. ~the einstein bros. coffee mug from which i drink tea every morning and every evening as i write this. |
| 9-9-00 |
| to what kind of social terrorism must i be subjected today? is there some sort of planned ridicule waiting for me as i leave the house? is there really any way at all by which i may stay in my morals and convictions without losing every bit of inner complacency and giving myself up to constant denial? i know there is. i dont know what it is, but i do it. i do it every day. why can't everyone else? i feel no sense of accomplishment by what i do, but i feel enough joy just by the fact that i am always exactly who i was made to be, and i am not destroying myself by subjecting myself to hundreds of everchanging fads. you know, today i don't have a specific example, as is normally my routine, but i think every one of you knows what i am talking about. i think i am going to have a word of the day too. |
| loquacious (lo-kway-shus) - very talkative; fond of talking |
| quote: his heart is a hanging lute; as soon as touched, it reverberates. ~de béranger |
| 9-8-00 |
| you know, at times i am amazed at the sheerly nonexistent mental capacity of people i know. i counted every single stupid thing that people said to me today, and you wouldn't believe how many there were. 31!! no joke, there were seriously 31 things that completely insulted and probably degraded my intelligence just by my hearing them. the solitary fact that almost all of these things we're completely obvious just removed any iota of faith i may have at one time had in the resourcefulness of humans. is there a way to raise the collective iq of people around me? i really would like to know. anyway i have a quote from someone in world history class who out of nowhere made a completely desultory and random, not to mection irrelevant and unprecedented comment. |
| quote: but mr. gast, money just makes you rich. ~[name withheld] |
| 9-6-00 |
| i gained a lot of insight into life by my english teacher mrs. harvey today. i figured plenty of people would want to hear this because it seems to sum up just about any walk towards god and maat. she said something along these lines: in life and your walk with god, you follow a very narrow path. the temptations around you form a sort of quag. it is very hard to keep your path straight when walking on a narrow road between two "yuck-things." okay, so now it has been very clearly illustrated to you that making the wrong choice may cause you to stumble into sin (or more eloquently put, a yuck-thing). if you really want to keep your life clean, do not try to get as close to the edge of sinfulness as you can. i'm telling you, there is nothing like a clear conscience. and yes i do realize that you directly affect my gpa, mrs. harvey. |
| quote: what say of it? what say of conscience grim? that spectre in my path? ~chamberlayne's pharonnida |
| 9-5-00 |
| i want to clear something up. the first few words of la bamba are not la la la la la la. the actual words are: para bailar la bamba. para bailar la bamba se necesita una poca de gracia. una poca de gracia para me para ti y arriba arriba. arriba arriba por ti sere por ti sere por ti sere. yo no soy marinero. yo no soy marinero, soy capitan soy capitan soy capitan. bamba bamba... the words to that song mean: to dance the bamba, to dance the bamba one needs a bit of grace. a bit of grace for me, for you, and get up get up. get up, get up, i will be for you, i will be for you, i will be for you. i am not a sailor. i am not a sailor, i am the captain, i am the captain. there you go. now i don't want to hear any of you ever singing la la la la la again. thank you. |
| quote: much is perceptible which is not perceived by us. ~democritus |
| 9-4-00 |
| i cannot stand incompetence. it is just one thing of which i am unable to be tolerant. can no one just do what it is they are told to do? is it really that hard to just go ahead and accomplish something? why even bother asserting that you are something you are not? there is absolutely no reason why everyone cannot just do a little work! i really think that the newer american culture is becoming extremely lazy. now that we have everything to do things for us, does that mean that everything can be accomplished through technology alone? oddly enough, no! there will always be the people behind the technology who work extremely hard in order to make life easier for themselves and everyone else. i believe i speak for myself and for those who know the meaning of work when i say to everyone right now, "for the love of all that is good and pure, stop slacking off!!!!!!!!!!!!! |
| quote: chacun a ses vertus. [everyone has his good points.] ~crébillon's xerxes |
| 9-3-00 |
| okay i put up that random quote thing i was talking about, but the thing is, i am still going to put up my own. that way you beautiful people out there can have not one but two scintillating quotes daily! that is how much i appreciate you. oh yeah and sarah just sent me an email with a bad sentence she found and for some reason only she could correct. it was "whom do you speak with?" i mean isn't that just horrendous? how could you not correct that? it is disgusting! a blight to society embodied in one revolting string of words. anyway for all you people who don't know the correct grammar it is "with whom do you speak?" ghastly. anyway im tired. peace. |
| quote: method is the soul of business. ~old saying |
| 9-2-00 |
| apparently my friends thought it would be funny to take down this page for a while. sorry about that. anyway, i just finished a very short mad libs program in c++ but i am not allowed to post it because microsoft apparently thinks it is necessary to allow only those who can afford the nonintroductory edition of visual c++ to distribute their products. sorry about that too. right now i want to give a big shout out to tom, allison, and especially gary puckett for making my life worthwhile. and i know you are reading this, puck, so give me an email. i really wanted to quit my job today, but the thing is, it would have been so easy. i could have just said "i quit" and left, but i decided to stick out the whole day. i have to inhibitions concerning leaving my work, but i do have a problem with not finishing what i start. i couldn't have left without completing the day. hmmm, i wonder if anyone happens to need a freelance poet, web designer, or basic programmer. heh, i miss basic. what a useless language. |
| quote: the past is but the beginning of a beginning, and all that is and has been is but the twilight of the dawn. ~h.g. wells |