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Aug 9, 2003

In a misguided attempt to upgrade my computer to Windows 2000, it got stuck in an install loop and will have to be painstakingly recovered over the next week by my dad. It may even have to be frickin' formatted. That means I won't have it until next weekend, so no blogging for a while. Sorry, guys.
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Aug 6, 2003

My happy morning was marred by the appearance of some unwanted houseguests. I walked into my bathroom and my sink was crawling with ants. I know what it is, too: I always have to turn the sink on before spitting the listerine, and last time I turned it on afterwards. So, of course, it touched the fucking sides and some of it stuck and ants just love the stuff. I apologize if my writing's a bit off, but I'm still a little high on the Raid: Flying Insect mist. New bathroom order of activities rule: always turn the exhaust fan on before smiting the ants. Mmm. Right. I'm going to sleep now, good nighcagmlizvbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbb...Fuck!
Nick ::: 11:49 AM ::: 0 comments

I have roommates! And a room! I am moving in on Sunday at Aspen Apartments and that's where I'll probably be living all year long.

I'm kind of annoyed, because I tried the creepy Drew method of running a google background check, but none of my roommates have very distinctive names and it mostly returned a bunch of history sites, little-known science fiction authors, and buildings dedicated to old dead people. But then, I'm not really that annoyed, because it was pretty creepy. Like, when I typed in GA to limit the search, I actually got phone listings -- fortunately not theirs, but it's still creepy. Maybe they'll find this blog and...

...think I'm really creepy.

In other news, my cell phone is again functional, so I will be contactable even after the move. I also have UGA mail but it's spam-free at the moment so I'm not going to do something stupid like post the address on my blog. I'll give you a hint: it's something I was born with that almost nobody else has and even less people can pronounce. I'm maintaining my hotmail account which is on the sidebar, so you can contact me there, too. I'll have internet access in the apartment so we'll even be able to instant message each other from time to time.

Yay!
Nick ::: 11:28 AM ::: 0 comments

Aug 5, 2003

Tonight's storm simply screamed anthemic rock. We're talking Led Zeppelin's Kashmir for Thunderclap and Occasional Deluge. Just sitting back with my window open and my speakers blasting enjoying the fury of the elements sure made me happy.

So, news. I'll be living in my new home Sunday. That means frenzied packing until then. I hope I get to see everyone a couple more times before I leave. I really treasure all our last moments together. You're all amazing people; it's rare to find such a good group of friends and I'll miss each of you terribly. Be sure to keep reading this page, and e-mail or call me if you happen to be in Athens! We have to get together anytime there's a chance to.

There's little else to mention, but I'm in a much better mood than I was the last couple of posts. Thanks to all the people who helped me out...your sympathy and advice were invaluable, as always. Velveeta shells and cheese didn't hurt, either, not to even mention that heavenly late-night root beer float.

Digest: Everything is smashing. Everyone is smashing. Any minute now a thunderstruck tree will be smashing into my apartment. Good night, good people.
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Aug 4, 2003

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Aug 3, 2003

Am I more complicated than other people?

I don't ask out of arrogance or selfishness or any of that negative stuff. (I don't have any negative qualities, lesser being!) I ask because I'm naturally curious and because sometimes I feel like I'm too complicated. Not 'complicated' in an emo sense, or a psychological-issues sense, because I know that I'm about on the par for being whiny and weird. I mean complicated in a classical sense, like I involve too many moving parts. (Could be hazardous to children!)

I mean, sometimes I feel like all the bits of my brain are pulling in different directions and I can't concentrate on one task long enough to get anything done. Sometimes I feel like the emotional part of me just wants to cry while the intellectual part is asking what the big deal is and why the emotional part won't get a fucking tissue, it's dribbling snot all over the pancreas. At the moment I feel like my mentality is completely detached from all the bits of me that are subject to destiny and laws and wind and hunger and all those other external influences, so I can't really function in the real world because everything that interests me is somewhere else.

And then on top of all the schizo crap I've got too many interests. My planning and designing and problem-solving and creating and dreaming modules are all running way beyond designer safety specifications, while the drawing and reading and talking and writing components are all but completely inactive. Of course, last week it was a different story, and the next it'll be something altogether new. Every time I'm actually getting something cool done on one front, another little bit of me starts jumping up and down and screaming for attention.

I know that the picture of my brain I'm giving you is a chaotic mishmash of conflicting imagery and mixed metaphor, but I hope that this will actually give you a better idea of what it's like to live in the damn thing. I'm just wondering if anyone else ever has the same problems.
Nick ::: 7:53 PM ::: 0 comments