There’s something missing.

It’s a common feeling that I get. To set the mood, so to speak, it’s 6pm, The Verve- Lucky Man is playing (look it up if you aren’t familiar with it), and I find myself bored, even restless.

I think this will be brief, but as I am bored, what the hell, why not.
I often get the feeling like there’s something greater, or more important to be doing. Sometimes this equates to something as simple as I feel like I should be out with people doing something. Other times it’s something maybe a little more profound or philosophical, and that’s one of the times right now.

To put is simply, it feels like somethings missing.

I can’t really put my finger on what exactly that may be, nor do I feel it all the time. But it bothers me when I do feel it. It just seems as if there is something else I could be doing with my time, at the very least something constructive. What may that be? Perhaps a hobby? Who knows.

It’s just a feeling.
It’s a whimsical nonsensical kind of thing.
Know whadda mean?

Bluescreens, elaborated

Oh how I hate bluescreens…

My Lenovo seems to have some sort of affinity for bluescreens, it’s quite frustrating. A while back, around early or mid October my computer was freezing so the help desk said it was probably because of the RAM and replaced it. Shortly after that I started receiving bluescreens, which subsided after a couple weeks. Recently, they’ve made a comeback, so I sent my computer to the helpdesk for (hopefully) repairs. In addition the CD was broken, by sliding off the couch onto the floor…opps.

The technician was slightly confused when I’d explained the bluescreens to him then non-chalantly pulled out the entire CD drive and mentioned it was broken as well, I guess he wasn’t expecting that.

But yes, my laptop is gone for the time being…hopefully I get it back before finals. I did however have the foresight to back up my important data on my computer, which consists of my schoolwork, pictures folder, and internet favorites (you’d be surprised how much you miss your favorites when they’re gone). So all in all I’m not too much at a loss, just annoyed. For Thanksgiving break I”ll be using my old desktop computer, which shall suffice.

 

Speaking of, Happy Thanksgiving to all.
And to all a good night.

I need a hobby

The title’s pretty self explanatory. It’s either that, or a life.

But to elaborate a smidge more, I’m bored, a lot. For like, the past couple years. I wouldn’t say bored with life, but just general boredom in between classes or in between friends, whatever, I’m bored. I hate it.

I don’t necessarily want to get too much into the personal stuff, at least here, but I need something to do. I got a bass a couple years back, hoping that’d be something fun and creative to do, especially considering my dad plays guitar, and has been for the last 30 some odd years. Granted, it was fun, mainly when playing with him or playing something catchy, but in between that…It got old.

Games are an old stand by, but believe it not, even games get old. A new game is sweet for the first couple weeks when you’re excited about the story and gameplay, but after you beat it or whatever, unless it has replay value, it’s done. And it’s such an expensive habit. I would know..

Photography is something else that I’m interested in but for whatever reasons I’ve yet to pursue it. For one thing I don’t have the money for a new camera (my current one takes blurry pictures unless its sitting on something) and secondly, honestly I think I’d feel out of place. Or awkward. For reasons I won’t fully go into, stopping wherever I’m walking to, taking out the camera, taking the picture and continuing just seems odd to me.

 Painting and writing are a couple other things I’ve always been interested in, but never really got into them. I’ve had some ideas for stories and even began writing them, but I’m clueless at how to flesh things out and not just say whats going to happen or give the necessary details, I’m too literal. Painting I just never tried, and doubt I will, but it’s an interesting art I admire.

 

Maybe something will come to me. Or I’ll get a life. Or I’ll stop blogging on arbitrary topics. I just need some sort of creative outlet, or at the least something fun to do.

On a sidenote, I laughed at myself when I realized that blogging like this in itself was a form of creative outlet. Nice one, Chris.

Next Semester Schedule, it’s a fun one…

Monday
Philosophy 10-1050, Math 11-1150, Engineering 2-250, Engineering again 5-650

Tuesday
Physics 930-1045, Math 11-1150, FI 1230-145, Physics again 3-450

Wednesday
Philosophy 10-1050, Math 11-1150, Engineering 2-250, Physics 3-350

Thursday
Physics 930-1045, FI 1230-145

Friday
Philosophy 10-1050, Math 11-1150
Yay for 18 credit hours…ugh.

Theological Discussions at 3 am.

Last night, around 11 or so my roommate and I somehow got on the topic of either religion, evolution, and death. I want to say we started with death and what we believe happens when you die, and everything just snowballed from there.

My views about death, or rather what happens after you die, aren’t hard and fast. From a scientific standpoint our body dies, therefor our brain shuts down, and that’s it. But I find it very hard to believe or accept that after death we have no consciousness, it just bothers me. While I don’t believe that we go to a heaven or hell after we die, because that basically means life is a test and that doesn’t jive with me, I want to say we have some sort of consciousness after death. This part of the discussion started from me talking about how, assuming we do retain consciousness after death, I’d like to watch Earth and watch the next stages in evolution.

After that we delved into how most religious texts were written by man, which negates their ‘holiness’ in our opinions. Also we perceive most of the stories in the Bible, Koran, and Torah, as metaphors for way you’re supposed to live your life, not actual rules or events that happened. That started an evolution talk about how our development of so much technology is (probably) hindering our evolution as a species, and how it’d be interesting to see how the other animals around us evolve over time.

After talking about death, god, religion and evolution for almost two hours, my other roommate Brian came in at like 1 in the morning. Brian is a member of the Church of Jesus Christ and Latter Day Saints (otherwise known as a Mormon), and is very religious and committed to his beliefs, but at the same time he’s open to discussion and debate, so he’s not so religious it’s annoying, if that makes sense. He’s also one of those guys that will probably never have anyone hate him.

Anyways, Brian asked for a overview or summary of some of the stuff we were talking about, which somehow mutated into another full blown discussion consisting mainly of Ian and I asking him questions about his beliefs and what his Church beliefs.

So around 3am we all decided to go to bed, seeing as most of us had 9 or 10am classes. I learned a lot about Brian’s Church, and about him. It’s nice having an actual discussion about god and religion instead of trying to start a discussion and one person getting too protective of their beliefs and it turning into a debate or argument. I wish we’d had someone more familiar with Islam in it, because none of us have a real in depth knowledge of it.

Boom Headshot!

This is one of those videos I can watch whenever I want and instantly laugh and be amused, I love it. It’s completely over the top and amazing.

1:12 to 1:28 is my favorite part.

Just some pictures.

Here’s me in a black and white photo. I know I look kinda pissed, but think of occasions when people dress in all black and think about it.. But I still like it.

 

Here’s some condensation on a water bottle I have. I think it looks kinda cool, and it looks pretty cool zoomed in all the way.

That’s all there is.
Oh, the new phone I got, it was the charger…not the battery…so I spent $40 on a battery then $10 on a charger when all I needed was the charger….Damn.

The Stall Seat Journal, an investigation.

     So yesterday my partner, Vikram, and I had to meet Mr. Scott around 1:30 to talk about our topic for the upcoming debates and whatnot. I left my dorm around 1:15 and got to Harris a little early, so I decided that’d just walk around the building some, seeing as I hadn’t really been anywhere except in my classroom in it.
     I first walked around the 1st floor a little, which I was somewhat familiar with because I used the elevator when my ankle was messed up a couple weeks ago. After a quick lap around the floor I went up the steps and made my way to the 5th floor where Mr. Scott’s office is. After finding a clock on a wall I found that I was still early, so I went to the 4th floor to use the bathroom.
     Inside the restroom, which was much larger than I thought when I entered, there was a long row of urinals. Above each was a copy of some publication called The Stall Seat Journal. The article was titled “Nicotine repackaged” and was actually interesting, surprisingly. I was standing there reading it when some other people came in, so naturally I left, not wanting to be some weird guy standing in the bathroom reading an article.
     I went back up to the 5th floor, after making a slight detour and seeing if the roof access door has an alarm (which it doesn’t)…I have a strong urge to go up to the roof and do some sight seeing and/or picture taking..But I question the legality of it, so I haven’t made my venture up there…yet.
     Anyways, I got to Mr. Scotts office and Vikram and I got our topic of the internet. But mainly we talked about Indiana Jones, some other stuff and watching Christopher Walken do a dance routine. Vikram had class at 2 so we left.
     Earlier today I was thinking about that article so after some quick Google-ing I found the article that was in the bathroom. It was pretty interesting, perhaps not the most compelling stuff, but not hard to read either. As I’m sure you’re dying to read it, here’s the link:  http://www.yourstrategy.org/images-posters/08ssj-Nov.pdf

Bad luck continued

It’s not horrible luck but it’s just not good luck.
I bought a new phone from a guy because my other one’s screen broke. We decide to meet up at the BP on Belvidere for the sale. My roommate and I are walking down the street, and the whole time he’s talking about how I’m about to get robbed and whatnot, he’s great support. Anyways, we get to the BP and there’s like 5 cop cars there…Apparently some dude tried steal peanuts and shit and the cashier beat the shit out of him. I have to admit though I was kinda glad the cops were there, just as insurance. Anyways, the guy shows up and I play with the phone and whatnot, it’s a lil dinged up but nothing major, and it seems to work fine. Sweet.
After a clusterfuck at Alltel trying to get them to put my number on it, the battery dies later that day. No worries.. But the charger doesn’t seem to work so now what am I supposed to do? I’m trying to get in contact with the guy, but to no avail as of yet.

Like I said before, it’s nothing major..just little bad things that irk me.

Maybe there’s something to be learned from this…Perhaps don’t buy things from Craigslist?
Who knows.

I think I’m due for some Good luck. Maybe I should hit the casinos..
On a sidenote I’m becoming increasingly aware of how choppy and short my sentences on this blog are, so I may be trying to fix that.

What kind of animal is this?

It really bothers me, now that I’ve looked at it I Need to know what that’s a picture of..
What are your guesses?

 

http://www.boingboing.net/2008/11/10/what-kind-of-animal.html