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Omfg I have come to the realization that I am about to graduate since I have to get this graduation paperwork turned in. I am about to have a bachelor of science in biology omfg omfg!!!! Now if MyMav would work properly I could get out of here and on my way.
Oooooh, and I think I know what I am going to do with my life. I am going to either work in a hospital or at a government job for a couple of years and save up money for either UT Dallas or Johns Hopkins and get my masters in bioinformatics. I'll probably take the GRE after this semester to give myself time to study hardcore for it. Working first is probably a good idea so I can get some good contacts and letters of recommendation.
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[05 Jan 2007|04:26pm] |
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I have a gazillion tour pics, and for each of them I have to scale them down, convert them to jpegs, and put them in neat little folders according to geographic location. Since I can only tolerate doing that for a few minutes at a time, I am only now almost done with getting them off the camera. Don't worry, they'll be up soon.
On a completely different subject, my 2007 has been awesome so far. As many of you know, my goal this year is to use a strap-on on as many people (male or female) as I possibly can. While I have not used it yet, I have gotten enough other action to make me happy. I'll leave it at that.
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[25 Dec 2006|11:54am] |
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Alrighty, Dec. 15 - 16...
We started off our tour in Little Rock, Arkansas. Little Rock is an odd place. On Friday we played a house show at a place called The Treehouse with Antichrist Spermdonor, Tha Fucking Transmissions, and The C.U.N.T.S. The Treehouse reminded me a lot of the Fort except it was next to a crack hotel. Also, alcohol is different in Arkansas. Bud Ice comes in 22 oz. bottles instead of 40s, but Budweiser comes in 40s. They have Stag malt liquor, whatever that is. And everyone drinks those little half pints of liquor over there. Also, it seemed like there were a ton of drugs over there. It was odd, but the people were nice and supportive, so whatever.
Saturday we played a show at a skate park in front of basically the same audience with the guitarist from The C.U.N.T.S. other band The STDs. J. had really good stage presence and apparently likes GG Allin. He was cutting himself and masturbating, which would have been awesome, except Holli came back to the show with her kid. Oops. I kind of got his blood and my blood on me as well, but some hand sanitizer cleaned that up pretty well.
We stayed with J. Gray and Holli Rockitt. J. made the world's most awesome sausage and eggs and Holli and Paul made some really good chili. They also had 4 really cute cats. The only problem was the toilet didn't work so well.
If you wanna see pics from Arkansas, click here.
Dec. 17 - 22
It took longer than we expected to get to Georgia so we were a little late to our show at Swayze's in Marietta. It was ok though since no one was really there on account of it being a Sunday. Lee from Treephort/Lazer Attack/Nightmare Pizza owns Swayze's, btw. The opening band was called 40 Lashes, then we played, then I think it was the Crumsy Pirates, then 50:50 Shot. (Sidenote: The guitarist/singer from 50:50 Shot may be the coolest person in the universe.) Afterwards, we went back to James's house in downtown Atlanta. 40 Lashes was supposed to stay with James, too, but for some reason they left when we were at the grocery store. Meh. We had a lot of fun at James's. We got our asses kicked at kickball. We hung out at malls and sold tons of cds (mostly due to Fred's hitting on little kids skills). We shopped at Publix. We went through a lot of Gentleman Jack because it was on sale. We had Atlanta's best burgers at Vortex and awesome pizza at Fellini's. Really the only downside of that segment of the trip was the fact that everyone got sick, we all slept on the floor, and there was no hot water.
The people in Georgia were extremely nice. James is cool, his mom is cool, Chex is cool, Matt is cool, Kyle/Emotron is cool. Kyle gave me a ton of music off his external hard drive which I will have to share with you guys when I get back.
Oh, and I forgot to mention, we got a lot of shows there. We played at a jazz club called Little 5 Spot. (Little 5 Points is basically the same as Deep Ellum except not lame.) We even snagged a show at The Masquerade where Lil Jon shot his first video. We also played a house show in Kennesaw, which was a lot of fun. We should go back there sometime.
If you wanna see pics from Georgia, click here.
Dec. 23
I'll edit this stuff later. Are you happy now, Brad?!?
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| merry christmas, now show us your boobs |
[24 Dec 2006|08:31pm] |
THIS IS MY TOUR UPDATE:
I am sitting in a Hampton Inn in Springfield, Virginia. Praise Jesus. We have been sleeping on floors pretty much the entire time. I suppose I should recap what has happened over the last week and a half, although unfortunately I will probably forget most of it since it has been a while since it all happened.
Ok, actually I'll do that later since people want to use the internet.
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[13 Dec 2006|11:54pm] |
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Sobriety is dumb. I feel like I am on crack or something. I want to run around in circles a lot to help dissipate the sensation that I need something. Really it would be ok, but whenever I start to feel jittery I am around other people so I can't run around screaming without looking like a crazy person. I don't want to go to sleep because not only am I not tired, but I don't want to dream that I am playing in a Broadway musical whilst intoxicated or that I am trapped in Castlevania or that Arnold Schwarzenegger is chasing me with an axe. No thank you.
Oh, and tour is so soon! OMG! I hope I still feel extra alert so I can drive for long distances!
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[11 Dec 2006|06:57pm] |
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Ok, one final down, four more to go. I just took the astrobiology one and I am very confident I got an A in that course. Yay. Hopefully the other ones will be as easy.
My alcohol withdrawal symptoms seem to have pretty much gone away (they were fairly mild and limited to anxiety, difficulty sleeping, and nightmares), which is good. Yay for being able to concentrate!
Now I need to get back to work. Peace.
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[10 Dec 2006|11:14pm] |
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I think I need to be on Intervention for being addicted to the show Intervention. I think I like that show so much because it makes me feel better about my life. The people on there are the extremest of the extreme. No matter how messed up your life is, it probably isn't as bad as theirs.
Anyways, tonight's episode was nuts. The bulimic girl seemed to have a problem with her hypothalamus, not a body image problem, so that was interesting. I can't imagine someone eating so much that no one wants to live with them because hundreds of dollars of food disappears in a few days. I thought it was kind of odd since she had to strip, not for drug money, but for food money. And the painkiller addict lady was amusing. She had one squinty eye and she kept falling all over everything. When she talked she didn't make any damn sense. She supposedly took enough Xanax to knock out a horse. I dunno, it's fun/scary to watch. Watch it!
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[10 Dec 2006|12:20pm] |
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Soooo yeah, we went to a party we found on MySpace last night for our amusement. We ran into a lot of people we knew so it was pretty cool and it looked like we were supposed to be there even though we weren't invited. I got trashed and danced and had no sense of equilibrium so I tripped over a flower pot. What else is new?
Anyhoozle, I'm missing my dad's company party right now so that kind of sucks. I could have gotten free food there, which would have been good. Meh, I only make myself go to school after drinking heavily. I'm not leaving the house for anything not mandatory. I will leave to eat some cereal later but that's about it. How sad is that? I need to go elsewhere to find cereal!
( life and stuff, unidentified flying objects )
Oh yeah, and I am excited about Intervention tonight. Yay, more people who aren't addicted to drugs. I like watching the gambling and shopping addicts. I heard they had a sex addict on there once but somehow I missed that one. Tonight they are having a girl with hardcore binge-and-puke bulimia. I've seen people gamble and do drugs in reality. I have NEVER seen anyone eat an entire gallon of ice cream in reality or on TV, so this should be interesting. I've never done that, and I am pretty sure I've never personally known anyone who has done that even if they did toy around with purging. So yeah, finally, something I have never seen before! It's going to be so disgusting! YAY! Why am I excited about this?!?
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[26 Nov 2006|08:10pm] |
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Grrr, life is dumb right now. Boo is still missing, the bass player from one of the bands we've played with died, and stuff is probably kinda depressing but I can't really tell because I haven't truly been sober in like a month and a half at least.
But, on the plus side, our tour is looking good to go, and I'm doing well in school except in organic chem so probably more scholarship money for next semester. Yay.
Now back to Mario 64 with Adam and Paul.
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I swear, if Boo were here, I would allow her to lick my armpit. That is how much I miss her. WHY, GOD, WHY?!? I would literally give one of my toes to have her sitting on me again. Xiu Xiu is cool, but she's no replacement for Boo. No cat can replace Boo.
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Boo Boo is still missing! I miss her so much and it's making me insane. So far my strategy of constantly checking Animal Control and putting flyers on everyone's doors is not working.
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[16 Nov 2006|09:13pm] |
Ok, so everything I thought I knew about nutrition is going right out the window. Well, not everything. My stance on this stuff has been changing as I have been getting more information.
I donated blood the other day, which was not a pleasant experience, but I did it anyway. Basically it wasn't pleasant because the lady who stuck the needle in me did it too slowly so my blood went shooting out onto my arm. Then they also didn't believe I weighed enough to donate blood (I'm assuming they're blind or a lot of people lie about how much they weigh, or I really am kinda small) so they thought I was going to pass out and kept asking me if I was ok or if I needed juice every 30 seconds.
Anyway, so after you donate you can check your cholesterol online. So I did. It went up a lot although it's still not high. Logically, I freaked out initially and went on a looking up stuff spree. My first assumption was it was probably a little high because I have been drinking a lot lately. That is actually kinda likely, but on the plus side, even if you have been drinking excessively, your HDL is still elevated. Ethanol increases your HDL no matter what the dosage. So that is good. Maybe I just have a lot of HDL. Unfortunately the cholesterol result they give you is just total cholesterol; they don't provide a ratio. Also, they don't tell you about triglycerides, which would be handy if you want to know how your liver is doing.
The other likely cause was probably nervousness. Cholesterol does change a lot when you get stressed. I hadn't donated in forever, and I don't particularly care for those needles. However, my blood pressure was low, so I guess at least that doesn't change much for me when I'm stressed.
Now, what I thought was weird is when I searched stuff on cholesterol, I got a bunch of links about myths surrounding cholesterol. Basically I found a bunch of stuff on studies from famous medical journals like JAMA and Lancelet that say cholesterol has nothing to do with anything as far as heart disease is concerned except when it comes to familial hypercholesterolemia. Hmmmmmm. While that sounds crazy, it might be true. My dad did not have high cholesterol when he had a heart attack. My grandfather did not have high cholesterol when he had congestive heart failure. The only person in my family who was told to reduce her cholesterol (my grandma) never had a heart attack.
Ok, so I already knew the amount of cholesterol you consume has nothing to do with your serum cholesterol. That is why I have always eaten eggs out the wazoo. And I already knew margarine was bad, which is why I never eat it and you will never see me use those little "butter" things at restaurants. But saturated fat consumption might be good to some extent? And polyunsaturates might be bad? Monounsaturates are still good, though. I'm looking into this further, because it sounds possible to me from all my background in biology. It also would explain why obesity, heart disease, and cancer are so rampant now even though people are eating "healthier". It would also go along with my crazy theory on corn, you know, corn oil, high fructose corn syrup. Wow, it even fits into my "capitalism is the devil" theory.
So new plan:
meat
eggs
vegetables
fruit
milk
exercise
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I've been studying chemistry and realizing that a lot of people who came up with these reactions committed suicide e.g. Emil Fischer and Wallace Carothers. I can see why.
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No one I voted for won! No one! Absolutely none! Zero out of like 30 people for whom I voted. What the cock is this shit?!? I hate Texas.
And not that I intend on starting a blog about how much I hate someone, unlike some bored people with Ph.D.'s are willing to do apparently *cough*UTA and UT philosophy professors*cough*, but my next entry is going to be entirely about my logic professor. I just want to get it all out of my system so I don't end up killing him with a hammer.
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I hope my logic professor is simply trying to start arguments. If not, he is completely insane and *gasp* illogical. I, a non-philosophy student, can refute any of his arguments easily: Keith Burgess-Jackson in his own words. Basically the guy thinks that ID being taught in Kansas is a good thing, and Christians and Muslims can never get along, which is weird for someone who teaches at a school teeming with both Christians and Muslims who get along. You can use classical logic for dummies 101 to refute that one, geez. This had better be a joke. I'm not so sure it is, though, because he teaches philosophy of religion, so maybe he is religious. Just a guess. Might be wrong, since I am interested in that and I'm not very religious.
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Ok, those instant Hamburger Helper things are scary. I didn't see any beef in it when I dumped the powder in the bowl, yet somehow after adding water and microwaving it, meat substantiated. WHAT?
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[01 Nov 2006|10:44pm] |
Pics of the new doggie are on Facebook. Check them out.
Also, does anyone know the exact number of days you have to drink excessively to be an alcoholic? That term seems to be a little vague to me.
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[30 Oct 2006|02:43am] |
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My parents got a new dog. She is a husky mix. She is the cutest dog ever. All I can do is think about how cute she is. She's so cute, it's almost painful. Ok, yeah, I kinda picked her out. My dad wanted her, too. My mom wanted this other dog that was a Welsh corgie mix. It was incredibly difficult to pick any one dog. Really I wish we needed multiple dogs.
Anyways, her name that the rescue people gave her is Mocha. I don't know if they are going to change her name or not. She is 10 weeks old. She is an iridescent black/brown/gray color with beige feet and eyebrows and a white belly. She is fat and has a curly tail. And she has one white hair on her neck. She and Jesse are already getting along swimmingly. She was afraid of him at first but she's over that now. She really enjoys chewing on pants.
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[26 Oct 2006|01:24am] |
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Disclaimer: I've been drinking heavily. Muchos cervesas.
Ok, I need to post. My dog died. Mr. Redman died. I knew Blondie a lot better than Mr. Redman, but he was still one of those people at SGP who welcomed me into his class even though I really didn't belong there. He also showed up to a concert once, and considering we weren't a very good band, that meant a lot.
Anyway, part of me wants to say suicide is ridiculous unless it's euthanasia. Although, he was an adult, and the 25+ crowd definitely seems to have a different approach to suicide, usually a more reasonable one. Generally, older people seem to have a good motive, not the usual juvenile bullshit. So I could never judge Mr. Redman. But when I think about the death of any of my friends/family, most of them did it to themselves. My grandfather is the only dead guy I know who didn't do it to himself. Be it directly suicide, drugs, accidents related to drugs, or something that belongs in the Darwin Awards, it seems like no one fucking dies of natural causes anymore. What the cock is that shit? Why does everyone have to cause their own death? Life is a gift. It's amazing. The fact that the simplest of reactions work in your body is a fucking miracle. While some people suffer from screwball neurotransmitters (believe me, I understand) and I would never accuse them, a lot of people who kill themselves are simply dumbasses. I kid you not. People who were inspired by a misinterpretation of Black Sabbath lyrics, people who copied celebrities like Kurt Cobain (who was actually ill, unlike his fucking fanclub, and hahaha I was so drunk I was thinking about Kirk Cameron and typed Kirk), people who wanted to be "angels of death" and shoot up schools, etc. Fucking jackasses. They deserve a hell if there is one. The people who want to do it for fame and take out a bunch of people with them, I mean.
Point being, reasonable suicides happen to older, intelligent people. I'm sure Mr. Redman was in a lot of pain. I'm sure he thought first. I simply can't believe it happened from the little I knew of him and from what everyone else knew about him, but that probably only means there was a lot about him that is eternally concealed. I hope he's not hurting anymore, wherever he is. He deserves peace. I just wish more people could find what they are looking for while they are alive on this planet.
Summary: Suicide is only a good solution if your problems are so great they are worth hurting your friends for, and worth terminating any possible good works that may ever come from you. For some people, it really is. No one can judge another's pain. But for most people, that isn't the case. Fucking stop killing yourselves, damnit!
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Blondie died sometime between last night and this morning. :( I don't get it. She went to the vet just the other week and they said they expected her to live another few years. I'm sure my dad is inconsolable.
RIP
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