This is an interesting read
This is an interested read... http://www.cnn.com/2005/TRAVEL/08/15/no.fly.babies.ap/index.html
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This one goes out to Bob-0 and Bickel...
On the sea, on the ocean, on the island, on Bujan, on the empty pasture gleams the moon, on an ashstock lying in a green wood, in a gloomy vale. Toward the stock wandereth a shaggy wolf, horned cattle seeking for his sharp white fangs; but the wolf enters not the forest, but the wolf dives not into the shadowy vale. Moon, moon, gold-horned moon, check the flights of bullets, blunt the hunters' knifes, break the shepherds' cudgels, cast wild fear upon all cattle, on men, on all creeping things, that they may not catch the gray wolf, that they may not rend his warm skin! My word is binding, more binding than sleep, more binding than the promise of a hero.
On the sea, on the ocean, on the island, on Bujan, on the empty pasture gleams the moon, on an ashstock lying in a green wood, in a gloomy vale. Toward the stock wandereth a shaggy wolf, horned cattle seeking for his sharp white fangs; but the wolf enters not the forest, but the wolf dives not into the shadowy vale. Moon, moon, gold-horned moon, check the flights of bullets, blunt the hunters' knifes, break the shepherds' cudgels, cast wild fear upon all cattle, on men, on all creeping things, that they may not catch the gray wolf, that they may not rend his warm skin! My word is binding, more binding than sleep, more binding than the promise of a hero.
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This one goes out to Bob-0 and Bickel...
On the sea, on the ocean, on the island, on Bujan, on the empty pasture gleams the moon, on an ashstock lying in a green wood, in a gloomy vale. Toward the stock wandereth a shaggy wolf, horned cattle seeking for his sharp white fangs; but the wolf enters not the forest, but the wolf dives not into the shadowy vale. Moon, moon, gold-horned moon, check the flights of bullets, blunt the hunters' knifes, break the shepherds' cudgels, cast wild fear upon all cattle, on men, on all creeping things, that they may not catch the gray wolf, that they may not rend his warm skin! My word is binding, more binding than sleep, more binding than the promise of a hero.
On the sea, on the ocean, on the island, on Bujan, on the empty pasture gleams the moon, on an ashstock lying in a green wood, in a gloomy vale. Toward the stock wandereth a shaggy wolf, horned cattle seeking for his sharp white fangs; but the wolf enters not the forest, but the wolf dives not into the shadowy vale. Moon, moon, gold-horned moon, check the flights of bullets, blunt the hunters' knifes, break the shepherds' cudgels, cast wild fear upon all cattle, on men, on all creeping things, that they may not catch the gray wolf, that they may not rend his warm skin! My word is binding, more binding than sleep, more binding than the promise of a hero.
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Gas has hit 2.70 today *shakes his head*
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Bah, there are tons of contractor jobs in Iraq, I want to go over and work one of them, but they always want you to be 21... but I mean come on, you can be 18 and go over there with a rifle to die, but I can't go over there as a contractor becuase my 21st birthday is a handful of months out? I mean come on, I already have a security clearence, I'm one of the people crazy enough to volunteer... just let me go!
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So me and Josh are driving around getting him a job, and at the same time we are surfing for networks with my laptop... I can see 3 pages worth of connections I can connect to, that are all unsecured... and suprisingly right now I"m connected on someones "Secured" network... hahahahaha this is Ryan coming to you via pirated waves!
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correction, changed one more thing... am now up from 1.30ghz to 1.74ghz a 33.8% increase in power, and only a 1 degree F difference now... woo hoo
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its not really possible to overclock laptops... I just over clocked mine from 1.30ghz to 1.68 ghz, and the temp is only up ZERO degrees F
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wow... someone just professionaly hit the Sri Lanka foreign minister... three shots, 2 to the chest, one to the head, sniper, long range... while he was headed inside from his pool... that had to have fetched a pretty penny, although I dunno, the guy was 73
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wow... someone just professionaly hit the Sri Lanka foreign minister... three shots, 2 to the chest, one to the head, sniper, long range... while he was headed inside from his pool... that had to have fetched a pretty penny, although I dunno, the guy was 73
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Do you know what it is like to look up into the velvet night sky, and yet not see the stars? Do you know what it is like to see the song birds sing their sweet music, and yet not hear their sound? Do you know what it is like to feel your heart inside you, and yet not feel it beat? Do you know what it is like to be in a crowd of people smiling, laughing, sharing their love together, and yet be all alone with no one around? Do you know what it is like when the light of your life has been extinguished, and you are left in absolute and complete darkness, frightened and alone? Do you know what it is like when the one you love so deeply and dearly is so far away? Your heart cries out their name and yet there is no reply.
All you want to do is hold them in your arms, and you cannot. All you desire to do is to kiss their sweet lips, and you cannot. You long to hear their soft sweet voice as they whisper words of love to you, and you cannot. You just want them near, and they are not.
Their absence brings with it frustration and sadness. You curse God that you cannot be with the one you love, and yet you thank him completely for bringing that person into your life, all the while knowing that no amount of dreams and hopes and prayers, can, at once, change the situation - the situation that is in the hands of the God that you curse.
So, what do you do in such times? How do you keep your wits about you? How do you maintain some semblance of normal life, when all you can do is think about is the person that you are so in love with and that you would do or give anything just to be with? You feel lost somewhere between the cruel reality of life, and the dream-like fairytale that you wish to live in, and the only salvation is to be found in the arms of your beloved and that cannot happen.
Friends cannot comfort your soul. Thoughts only make the pain in your heart worse. What do you do? You think about them - oh my God, how you think about them endlessly! You pray to God for the strength to see it through this situation, knowing that someday you will be with that person forever. But is that enough? No. Not always. Until you are in their arms, nothing really helps.
The mind is a whirlwind as your thoughts are tossed around like matchsticks in the wind. But the one thought that is all constant and eats away at the core of my soul is a simple one: "When will I hear from you again? Will I ever hear from you again?" Such silly thoughts are these. But time can cause such thoughts to occur. It is only human. I am only human.
And so, I wait. For how long? Only time and God can tell. And as I wait it seems as though the hands of the clock move in reverse instead of forward. Each second that passes seems as an eternity away from you. Time takes you further away from me instead of bringing you closer, and time is something that is beyond our control.
Oh to be an angel, and have wings that I may fly into your arms at this very second. To taste your sweet kiss and feel your warm embrace. To love you, to have the pain of needing you, vanish in your arms, as would snowflakes on a summer day. And to know that we would at last, be together for all our days. Days spent lost in sweet heavenly love, such as we have never known.
Oh God, my darling, how is it that love can be so wonderful, and yet hurt so badly? Such pleasure in knowing and feeling your love for me, and such mortal pain in being apart from the one that I love so deeply, so dearly, so passionately.
Darling there is an old saying that applies to being away from something. It goes, "Out of sight...out of mind." But, my love, every "old saying" has an opposite meaning. In this old saying it is also said, "Absence makes the heart grow fonder," and just when I think it is not possible to be more in love with you, a second ticks off the clock, and I discover that I am more in love with you then ever before.
All you want to do is hold them in your arms, and you cannot. All you desire to do is to kiss their sweet lips, and you cannot. You long to hear their soft sweet voice as they whisper words of love to you, and you cannot. You just want them near, and they are not.
Their absence brings with it frustration and sadness. You curse God that you cannot be with the one you love, and yet you thank him completely for bringing that person into your life, all the while knowing that no amount of dreams and hopes and prayers, can, at once, change the situation - the situation that is in the hands of the God that you curse.
So, what do you do in such times? How do you keep your wits about you? How do you maintain some semblance of normal life, when all you can do is think about is the person that you are so in love with and that you would do or give anything just to be with? You feel lost somewhere between the cruel reality of life, and the dream-like fairytale that you wish to live in, and the only salvation is to be found in the arms of your beloved and that cannot happen.
Friends cannot comfort your soul. Thoughts only make the pain in your heart worse. What do you do? You think about them - oh my God, how you think about them endlessly! You pray to God for the strength to see it through this situation, knowing that someday you will be with that person forever. But is that enough? No. Not always. Until you are in their arms, nothing really helps.
The mind is a whirlwind as your thoughts are tossed around like matchsticks in the wind. But the one thought that is all constant and eats away at the core of my soul is a simple one: "When will I hear from you again? Will I ever hear from you again?" Such silly thoughts are these. But time can cause such thoughts to occur. It is only human. I am only human.
And so, I wait. For how long? Only time and God can tell. And as I wait it seems as though the hands of the clock move in reverse instead of forward. Each second that passes seems as an eternity away from you. Time takes you further away from me instead of bringing you closer, and time is something that is beyond our control.
Oh to be an angel, and have wings that I may fly into your arms at this very second. To taste your sweet kiss and feel your warm embrace. To love you, to have the pain of needing you, vanish in your arms, as would snowflakes on a summer day. And to know that we would at last, be together for all our days. Days spent lost in sweet heavenly love, such as we have never known.
Oh God, my darling, how is it that love can be so wonderful, and yet hurt so badly? Such pleasure in knowing and feeling your love for me, and such mortal pain in being apart from the one that I love so deeply, so dearly, so passionately.
Darling there is an old saying that applies to being away from something. It goes, "Out of sight...out of mind." But, my love, every "old saying" has an opposite meaning. In this old saying it is also said, "Absence makes the heart grow fonder," and just when I think it is not possible to be more in love with you, a second ticks off the clock, and I discover that I am more in love with you then ever before.
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This school is trying to expell and press felony charges on these kids because they gave themselves unrestricted access on their school issued laptops. How did they give themselves access you ask? BECAUSE THE SCHOOL TAPED THE PASSWORD TO THE BACK OF THE LAPTOPS! Read this crazy crap!
http://www.cnn.com/2005/TECH/internet/08/09/kutztown.hackers.ap/index.html
http://www.cnn.com/2005/TECH/internet/08/09/kutztown.hackers.ap/index.html
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Once again I wanted to ask everyone that doesn't read mousewax to start reading it (and deffinately read all the old 'issues' there is some hilarious stuff there involving Jesus and some Mormons, and Jesus and World of Warcraft, and Jesus and Comic Con as well as other crazy characters and funny stuff). The address is http://www.mousewax.com/ (also while you are there, vote for it, there is a voting icon on the right hand side). I know the guy who writes this and he's getting a bit discouraged lately (luckily he got some encouragement last night) but if some more votes appeared for him I bet he'd get the feeling more people actually read.
Ryan out.
Ryan out.
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Once again I wanted to ask everyone that doesn't read mousewax to start reading it (and deffinately read all the old 'issues' there is some hilarious stuff there involving Jesus and some Mormons, and Jesus and World of Warcraft, and Jesus and Comic Con as well as other crazy characters and funny stuff). The address is http://www.mousewax.com/ (also while you are there, vote for it, there is a voting icon on the right hand side). I know the guy who writes this and he's getting a bit discouraged lately (luckily he got some encouragement last night) but if some more votes appeared for him I bet he'd get the feeling more people actually read.
Ryan out.
Ryan out.
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I just realized that I've been at this job for 5 months now. Still, hardly anyone talks to me, they haven't really trained me... right now they are training a person who just started two weeks ago, and he's telling me everything they tell him so I have some idea of whats going on... becuase all that I know now is what I've learned by listening to everything everyone around my cubicle talks about and from trial and error. You know, I can't seem to get anything good to happen. I send Kirsten some flowers today... and her work is claiming no one by her name works there, so the flowers have dissapeared into limbo or something... whatever.
Mission 114 a success
Discovery is safely on the ground! Woo hoo! You heard it here first
Who wants to...
Who wants to help me fund a weekend trip or two to go see my fiance? I want to go see her at lest 5 times (once a month) before she moves here in January... any and all donations welcome!
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Well, I'm doing good in this first class of the last half of my bachelors. The class average is is 72.2%, my grade right now is 99.2%... I know I'll stay above 95, but I feel bad that the class average is so low... I understand that people have busy lives, and what not... however I just don't understand how they can be doing so poorly.
Found out one of my lj friends, , has arrived safely in Kuwait, hopefully her year in Iraq goes fast and safe, as she's got someone waiting for her and from what I can tell he's going nuts with her gone and she's only been out of the states for a week or two.
Saturday I learned someone that I don't know had me on their AIM buddy list. Someone from the name IM'd me and I had no idea who it was and said "who are you" they said after a minute that they are "Kristin's sister" I don't know anyone by the name of Kristin (I know a Kirsten, but not Kristin) so I ask something along the lines of "how does your sister know me" after a few more sentenced back and forth I find out that her sister had killed herself on January 4th of this year and that she was now in possession of her computer and had logged onto her name. During all of this I plugged the AIM name into livejournals search bar and found that they had a livejournal, I mentioned the live journal, which her sister didn't know anything about and gave her the link... this was a few minutes before I learned her sister had killed herself. Now I wish I would have read the comments on the last post in the journal before I said anything about it. They were all along the lines of "RIP I'm gonna miss you" and stuff, that would have clued me in they were dead. I don't know if giving her sister the link was good or bad, either way its bad really... but some of the most recent entries showed the signs... her constant references to death and such things as 'when will death come' and what not. Out of respect for the deceased and her family I'm not going to mention the username of the livejournal... however I felt I needed to write about the experience.
Found out one of my lj friends, , has arrived safely in Kuwait, hopefully her year in Iraq goes fast and safe, as she's got someone waiting for her and from what I can tell he's going nuts with her gone and she's only been out of the states for a week or two.
Saturday I learned someone that I don't know had me on their AIM buddy list. Someone from the name IM'd me and I had no idea who it was and said "who are you" they said after a minute that they are "Kristin's sister" I don't know anyone by the name of Kristin (I know a Kirsten, but not Kristin) so I ask something along the lines of "how does your sister know me" after a few more sentenced back and forth I find out that her sister had killed herself on January 4th of this year and that she was now in possession of her computer and had logged onto her name. During all of this I plugged the AIM name into livejournals search bar and found that they had a livejournal, I mentioned the live journal, which her sister didn't know anything about and gave her the link... this was a few minutes before I learned her sister had killed herself. Now I wish I would have read the comments on the last post in the journal before I said anything about it. They were all along the lines of "RIP I'm gonna miss you" and stuff, that would have clued me in they were dead. I don't know if giving her sister the link was good or bad, either way its bad really... but some of the most recent entries showed the signs... her constant references to death and such things as 'when will death come' and what not. Out of respect for the deceased and her family I'm not going to mention the username of the livejournal... however I felt I needed to write about the experience.
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Well, I'm doing good in this first class of the last half of my bachelors. The class average is is 72.2%, my grade right now is 99.2%... I know I'll stay above 95, but I feel bad that the class average is so low... I understand that people have busy lives, and what not... however I just don't understand how they can be doing so poorly.
Found out one of my lj friends, , has arrived safely in Kuwait, hopefully her year in Iraq goes fast and safe, as she's got someone waiting for her and from what I can tell he's going nuts with her gone and she's only been out of the states for a week or two.
Saturday I learned someone that I don't know had me on their AIM buddy list. Someone from the name IM'd me and I had no idea who it was and said "who are you" they said after a minute that they are "Kristin's sister" I don't know anyone by the name of Kristin (I know a Kirsten, but not Kristin) so I ask something along the lines of "how does your sister know me" after a few more sentenced back and forth I find out that her sister had killed herself on January 4th of this year and that she was now in possession of her computer and had logged onto her name. During all of this I plugged the AIM name into livejournals search bar and found that they had a livejournal, I mentioned the live journal, which her sister didn't know anything about and gave her the link... this was a few minutes before I learned her sister had killed herself. Now I wish I would have read the comments on the last post in the journal before I said anything about it. They were all along the lines of "RIP I'm gonna miss you" and stuff, that would have clued me in they were dead. I don't know if giving her sister the link was good or bad, either way its bad really... but some of the most recent entries showed the signs... her constant references to death and such things as 'when will death come' and what not. Out of respect for the deceased and her family I'm not going to mention the username of the livejournal... however I felt I needed to write about the experience.
Found out one of my lj friends, , has arrived safely in Kuwait, hopefully her year in Iraq goes fast and safe, as she's got someone waiting for her and from what I can tell he's going nuts with her gone and she's only been out of the states for a week or two.
Saturday I learned someone that I don't know had me on their AIM buddy list. Someone from the name IM'd me and I had no idea who it was and said "who are you" they said after a minute that they are "Kristin's sister" I don't know anyone by the name of Kristin (I know a Kirsten, but not Kristin) so I ask something along the lines of "how does your sister know me" after a few more sentenced back and forth I find out that her sister had killed herself on January 4th of this year and that she was now in possession of her computer and had logged onto her name. During all of this I plugged the AIM name into livejournals search bar and found that they had a livejournal, I mentioned the live journal, which her sister didn't know anything about and gave her the link... this was a few minutes before I learned her sister had killed herself. Now I wish I would have read the comments on the last post in the journal before I said anything about it. They were all along the lines of "RIP I'm gonna miss you" and stuff, that would have clued me in they were dead. I don't know if giving her sister the link was good or bad, either way its bad really... but some of the most recent entries showed the signs... her constant references to death and such things as 'when will death come' and what not. Out of respect for the deceased and her family I'm not going to mention the username of the livejournal... however I felt I needed to write about the experience.
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Eh, Peter Jennings died last night.