| A Nice Dream |
[Feb. 2nd, 2008|07:26 pm] |
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I think that if I live in a city after college I'll be a street performer. At least for a few weeks. I have it all planned out too. I'll dress up as an astronaut with one of those gold super reflecty helmets and a bulky white space suit and play drums on a subway platform. That way all the commuters would have some small thing to make their day a little more absurd. |
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| The Daily Freewrites. |
[Jun. 4th, 2007|06:43 pm] |
So I got a macbook recently. I;ve decided to do my daily freewrite on it instead of the typewriter that Juliann Labor gave me. So, for fuck's sake i figured I'd post'em here...so this tihng is of some use again.
A note on my method of freewriting: I usually start off with a rant on something that has gone on in my life recently, and that rant will usually inspire a story. See if you can catch the transition.
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| Antidepressinomics |
[Jul. 27th, 2006|04:33 am] |
Well, in Macro economics last night, a thought occured to me. We were disscussing leading indicators, y'know, things that give you an idea if the economy is headed to a happy place, or a sad place. One of the biggest leading indicators....one that has the largest effect on where the economy goes....is consumer expectations. So, if enough people are pessimistic about the economy one day, well then, crap, the economy will go terribly awry. Because the way people think affects the way people buy...if people tihnk positive they'll buy positive. If we have a bad bout of pessimism, and tihnk that prices will rise, well, dammit, they will. If we get all perky and optimistic, and think prices will fall, they'll tumble like a man with freshly borken kneecaps.
Now, lets take a quick look at the age old Prozac, a drug that for 18 years, has proven itself to slightly improve the state of minds of thousands of people. So much so that some biological psychologists pondered giving everyone (on the planet) a dose of the lovely little mind enhancer.,,, Of course Prozac also shuts down basic logic and...well...personality in general, but lets ignore the negative and stay in the theoretical. We will leave Prozac as nothing more than a producer of significantly greater positve vibes in the average schmo.
So, in theroy, Prozac could really boost the economy. If everyone in thje world started taking prozac, and if it didn't have those nasty little negative side affects that it does, then people would think more positively, and hence buy more. Since they think more optimistically about prices staying lowThen the economy would be stimulated. Because the companies that provide goods and services to those consumers would have more money to pay people more. And hence people would buy more. And the economy would grow significantly (thanks to a little sometihng called the 'multiplier affect' which basically says that funds grow sinply by exchanging hands) So suddenly there's a lot more economic growth, and the GDP goes up and suddenly the whole world is a better place. Simply because everyone is all bleary eyed and jolly now that they're hoped up on prozac.
So yea, this isn't sometihng we should practice, obviously, but it is interesting to think that theoretically...Prozac could REALLY stimulate the economy....and probably is right now, with all the perscriptions that psychiatrists lazily hand out each day.
Intersting thoughts from the mind of Mr. "I was awake all night"
Maybe I should try to sleep now.... |
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| If Carrots Got You Drunk, Rabbits Would be Really Fucked Up.... |
[Aug. 22nd, 2005|08:43 pm] |
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| | Bloody Tired.... | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Better Than Ezra: A Southern Thing | ] |
Oh mannnnnnnnnn
remind me not to work 11 hours straight......ever....again.....
....its worse than band camp, Kelsey
oh wait
im doing it again tomorrow
Fuck yea for Quiznos being underemployed!
in better news....TIM ECKHART FINALLY CAME BACK FROM FREAKIN MONGOLIA!!!
he randomly called me, and i realise how much i misssed the Jesus-y oaf, it makes me so happy that 'es back
now my random nine mile bike rides won't be so lonesome
well, that's all I've got for now, i'd better go write something before Charlie (and Sara) kills me...but I probably wont, lazy bum I am
P.S., this is what that paticular section of the alphabet would look like if Q and R where eliminated
no seriiously, P.S.....wait, nevermind... |
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| I just lost like, five pounds |
[Aug. 18th, 2005|10:51 pm] |
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| | TISM: Greg! The Stop Sign! | ] |
So yea
tonight my manager bet me twenty bucks i wouldn't have my hair cut by his girlfriend
i showed HIS ass
i know look slightly less like a clown, and bear no resemblance to Napolean Dynamite
whooo
in other news i biked ten miles today, going from my house to Mike Mcdonalds house out to the high school, i collapsed on the side of Kelsey's road after i busted my brakes.....again, then simply went home since nobody was home to randomly drop in onto....well, that I called anyway
yea that's it,I'll update the book later, and I love how i've been done all of my summer work since before the summer began, you poor saps and you're AP english |
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| (no subject) |
[Aug. 5th, 2005|12:13 pm] |
Rusty the narcoleptic dog
One of the funniest things ive ever seen
Erm, anyway, other'n that, weeks been alright
mini golfed with some folk on tuesday...
...well...we really didn't mini golf, two holes in we tore up our
scorecards and tried to get the ball around the court in the most
ridiculous ways possible.
quite fun, to say the least
Then it was back to Phil Parenti's house
on the way over Phil and I did a common practice refferred to as a
"chinese fire drill" which is essentially stopping at a red light, and
having the two rear passengers exit the vehicle, and run around the car
until the light turns green.
That was awesome.
other than that, i've just worked all week...
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| (no subject) |
[Jul. 27th, 2005|11:36 pm] |
Setting: the shopping center right outside of Quiznos Subs in Hilltown Crossings
Charecrers: Pete (quirky teenager) Greg (Quirky English Major) Mike (psychotic Manager)
Scene!
Pete: (walks out of store, after a long day, its finally closed, walks down the sdiewalk, notices a payphone)
Hey, look at this, it says this phone is being tapped! (motions to sticker on payhpone)
Greg/ Mike :(walk over to see what the hyperactive twit is taliking about now)
Mike: Well howabout that
Greg: Isn't that mildly illegal?
Pete: i don't know
Mike: Lemme see somethin, bitches (picks up phone, dials operator)
Operator: (picks up) Yes, how can i help you?
Mike: Yea, theres this sticker on this phoen that says its being tapped...and...uhh....i always come out here during my lunch hour to have phone sex with my girlfriend......Is that being recorded somewhere? Because that really worries me
Operator: I.....uhhh....erm...I....I have no idea
Mike: are you sure? 'cause now im realloy worried, I mean, its really privat stuff.. you know?
Operator:.........(*click)
Mike:(hangs up, laughs) I can't belive i just did that
Pete/ Greg: (dying in laughter)
Pete: You're such an asshole
*scene*
I love my Job.... |
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| (no subject) |
[Jul. 6th, 2005|06:11 pm] |
So, last night Charles Victor D'ardenne and I came to an agreement
that, if I should not finish my first book by the end of the summer, he
and TIm Eckhart would have no choice, but to beat me senseless.
Obviously i went with the choice to finish the damn book
So, here it is, th elast time I will ever redo chapter the first
( The Travels of Aerese: Book 1, Chapter 1 ) |
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| (no subject) |
[Apr. 9th, 2005|04:43 pm] |
Yep, i survived my wisdom extraction
i dont feel any dumber\
i just havetya wear this riduculous ice pack for some time,
so its cool
Lia Shauna and Jackie came by to give me this kickass book, that Brettissimus dominated, but everone else signed
i swear, i love you guys.
Anyway, i have a treat for y'all
i revised, edited, and added to Ch1 of Ron's tale
so its done,
and here it is
( Ron's Tale, THe NEW CHapter 1 ) |
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| ok, ok......i think...nah |
[Mar. 10th, 2005|02:52 am] |
So yea.......
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...Its one-o-freakin-clock in the mornin.....
...ive been up all night...
....fixing my computer...
...for the 70 bajilllionth tyme.......
.....but it's done, for now anyway
and at least i have a nine hour bus ride to "sleep" through today
*attempted sleep* |
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| Freakin' DONE! |
[Mar. 1st, 2005|09:59 am] |
yea....its been...hell...24 hours
but the old compy's up and runin again
whooooohoooo...
damn im tired... |
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| Ron Lives again!! |
[Jan. 24th, 2005|07:05 pm] |
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OK, i know its been a while...but still, ive been busy But today i went ALL OUT
its 8 pages long
theres a helleva lot more to come
enjoy
( CHAPTER 2 ) |
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| (no subject) |
[Jan. 24th, 2005|07:03 pm] |
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Ok, repostin Chapter 1 of ROn's tales cause its in an old journal, and im sure none of you know what imi doing by posting CHapter 2
( Chapter 1 ) |
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| (no subject) |
[Jan. 14th, 2005|05:33 pm] |
holy shiyt!
In the long interlude since DT7, i had forgotten how freakin amazing Sai Stephen King was, but this latest announcement has made his aweseomeness clear, just look at this quote from a email Stpehn king sent some people:
"Hey, you guys: As you may--or may not--know, January 20th is more than Inauguration Day. It's also Not One Damn Dime Day, which may be the closest thing to a national strike those of us appalled by the continuing carnage in Iraq and this administration's complete lack of an exit strategy (any kind of strategy, really) can muster.. The plan is simple: On January 20th, don't spend one damn dime. Don't buy a loaf of bread, a gallon of beer, a pack of Pampers, or the daily newspaper. Stick to your stocks...and stick it to the war machine, just a little bit. It's simple, and it probably won't do much good, but we can say this: the one thing of which the bozos driving this bus seem to have some dim grasp is COMMERCE. So remember: no Big Mac, no can of Coke at the Kwik-Pik, no lottery ticket, no copy of the new John Grisham. On January 20th, not one damn dime.
Please--pass the message on.
Stephen King"
god bless ye, sai King, youre so amazing, and think of the most amazing things
SUPPPORT NO DAMN DIME DAY!!!!! |
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[Nov. 30th, 2004|09:48 pm] |
Those Dirty Germans! how I utterly detst them! (not all of them, just the ones that obliterated our dignity, none of you are ogin to understand that, and frankly, i don't care)
other than our recent humiliating defeats at the hands of Germans, dutch, and some odd.... Netherlanders? Netherlandians? Netherlandese? , Netherlandwhutsists? (what's the polotically correct term for folken from the Netherlands? ) life has been Skippy
yes, Skippy, Lia, how is that term so hard to figure out? you can just feel the positiveness radiating from the word, how the sweet blithering crap can it even be concieved as negative?
peh, whatever, no matter anyways
one more rant and i swear im done.
the fucking bus was forty minutes late today. We stood there...waiting...finally, several people had the insight to call...turnsout our driver died or sumthin, so, they sent out a driver right quick, and everythig was Skippy.
So, ranting out of the way, today was cool, we learned about Slang in Cassel's class, which, was beyond awesome it was, hilarious...and...and! we're reading about GILGAMESH!!! the greatest mythological figure EVER!!, not to mention the first, thus meaning that every single other mythological tale ever written rips him off, don't deny it, he's the real McCoy of Mything, and nothin' can change that.
well, before i act even more like an uber nerd, im off. |
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[Nov. 24th, 2004|04:48 pm] |
Today was a true day of victories in the life of PEte
Morning: OWNED the impossible chem test that everyone failed (got a 50 outta 50, the next lowest grade was a 39,) BOOYAH!, then, was the first to finish the stupid easy LAb we did, even though i was Lab-partner-less...go me!
3rd Period, Bio OWNED all the other third Period classes of the school, raised 170 mackaroos, hells yea
skip to Latin, where i OWNED our Illiad Disscussion
to 8th where i blew away the MAth TEst HUZZAH!
and Finally, to the late afternoon where the truly epic victory happened
Steve and I where playing Swords, a game-type Steve has most decidedly anahialated me in
final score after 2 rounds
Pete: 50
Steve 32
SOme random 10 year old: 8
CAPTAIN AMAZING IS DEAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
BEHOLD MY RETRIBUTON WAS SWIFT AND MERCILESS (if not pansy like....)
.....christ....im such a nerd
now to ask *someone* to the winter ball, to prove that toady was a truly victorious day....hopefully |
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[Nov. 6th, 2004|11:11 am] |
Hmmm...nice week
uber breif, and entry beofre leaveing for band
Tuesday, election day, played Crimson Skies on Xbox live...earned a 5 star rating. Whjat does that mean you ask (for the none of you that care) that means, in three days of playing against players from across the world, i have already earn one other top 4,000 (out of what? 400,000?) rankings in the game, and that, my friends, is FUCKING AWESOME (god, im such a nerd)
Wedsnday, day off from band, recouperated from excrutitating back pain induced by months of playing a 40 pound Bari Sax nioght and day
Friday PHILOSOPHY CLUB, Dammnit!
And, what's so wrong with me shaking Mike's hand every five seconds? he's just that cool! dammnit!
today, band till 4, then, im off, for, litteraly, the first time since late August, i NEED toi get out and do something, dammnit! can anyone help me in that department, please?
dont make me beg..... |
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| (no subject) |
[Oct. 31st, 2004|04:17 pm] |
Ok, heres the deal, my computer is very messed up (again) thus, i am completely unable to view my friends list, hell, im only barely able to update my journal via a wierd loophole.
So, seeing how i cant see what everyone with protected posts is saying, lemme ask, is everytihn alright in the outside world?
anytihng i should know abouit?
Damn my irrational paranioa... |
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