Tuesday, June 28, 2005

A couple of quick links...

I didn't make it home today, car broke down, but I'm on my way out to do something, so a quick coupld of links before coming back later and talking about WAR OF THE WORLDS. Yay.

http://www.freenation.tv/hotellostliberty2.html

That one is the real world example of come-uppance. Someone is trying to build a hotel on the private home of the Chief Justice that mainly backed the new code of eminent domain (not that the code is really new, but the new interpretation).

And...

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/pages/live/articles/health/healthmain.html?in_article_id=353655&in_page_id=1774&in_a_source=#story

Again, for those of you that Fark, sorry.

But that one's about doctors who have figured out a way to BRING DOGS BACK TO LIFE.

Entre Frankenstien and the possibilities.

Enjoy.

I shall return.

Saturday, June 25, 2005

And so it begins.

For those of you that don't Fark, sorry, to lazy to find my own links:

http://www.chron.com/cs/CDA/ssistory.mpl/metropolitan/3239024

That's what begins.

And to avoid making a million extra posts this weekend, this one stays short.

Friday, June 24, 2005

Huzzah.

I'm totally drained.

I was writing this big what to do about one of the big things wrong in the world and just stopped. I haven't written an actual essay since school. Some of you are thinking "Yeah, I hate essays." and various other things of the sorts, but it bothers me. I'm an intellectual thinker, for the most part (heh), and I've ALWAYS had rather decent, put together essays, but I can't seem to write any like that now. It's not that I've lost it, but without a finite question to answer, I digress into the severely component parts. Something that MAYBE, at MOST should be several pages, will end as a case study and a lexturing. Which isn't what I want. I want a message. I don't want my message either. They're meant to (they start as) a sort of wake-up call to the world, and end as a lexture. Wierd. And thus I stopped.

Sorry, I usually start with the emotion of the time, and I am drained. So this is rather slow-ish.

But I did hang out for the first time in months. Like with just me and a friend. A friend of my own age. And a girl. So I suppose depending on your criteria, it could be considered a date. But I don't take it as such. But it was fun.

We just went to see Bewitched. Because that's all she had time for, heh. Yeah, those of us that aren't bums, work. And since I'm a bum, I was on her schedule. Which is a different sort of thing.

But yeah.

Jeremy just came back for the weekend with the family, so I should go for now.

Alright then.

Well I went and did something for a discussion group of my former European History teacher. The bum had a blog and then decided to leave us for Yellowstone or the like. So I finally got around to creating one, of sorts. I'm not really interested in competing with the loyalties of the other readers or with him, but I'm tired of not having that outlet anymore...

So, in an effort to bring in new blood (assuming that the others read and follow suit), or really any blood at all (for the sake of the discourse, not for the sake of blood... Sheesh...) I am posting the link here. Go figure, the last straw was the Supreme Court thing...

http://groups.msn.com/Discourses/homepage

Christmas

Today was a rather good day. And no, I'm not going to start by talking about why my subject line is about Christmas. Some of you hate that word and would rather not hear about it...

Tough.

I caught up some with Whitney, and found an excellent website. More rediscovered and found the greatness that I had missed earlier. But for some reason, today was just good. Though technically "today" was two hours ago...

So now the part about Christmas? I got on to BudK's website and that's like the best thing that's ever happened to me. Ok, ok, not really, but holy cow. Where were they months ago? So needless to say I'm going to be doing a bit more "constructive" (more like destructive) splurging probably. But it's really not that big of a deal, because it turns out like the most expensive thing that I'm looking at seriously is like $80. And right now I'm just excited. I'm not very good at shoping when I don't want to be. When I find something that I've always wanted for about 1/4 the price or cheaper... Yeah, that's the thing for me. And the quality, wow.

So that's why the title is as it is. I'm not bringing it up because I expect something, I'm bringing it up because in several months time (if that long) I will be giving myself an early Christmas present, ha. Last year was a computer, apparently, so why shouldn't this year be weaponry?

Indeed.

But I must say that I have a minor soap box to get onto, because I shouldn't be up right now. But for those of you that don't read fark:

http://news.yahoo.com/news?tmpl=story&u=/ap/20050623/ap_on_go_su_co/scotus_seizing_property_2

I hope that link works. It did for me. Anyways, it's a link about how the Supreme Court decided that towns can seize your house for "imminent domain". Essentially if it is going to be a benefit to the public, they can take your house. I have a million things wrong with that. Which stems from my hating that even though you "own" your house or land, the government really owns it.

Yeah, so apparently the case stems from something in Conneticut (it's early, so don't quote me) in a case about a house being siezed so that they can build up like a hotel and an office complex. I don't know about everyone else, but I totally disagree with that. I don't even see how that could be considered. That's complete shit. And I way, waaay, don't agree with it. Like totally. (Heh). The justification for the company (city) was that they could take it under the existing laws anyways because the buildings would provide jobs and otherwise boost the local economy.

Great. So build the damn thing somewhere else. I totally hate to say it, but I'm definately for arguing that big business played a role in this one. I'm not saying that they ran out and paid off the supreme court (otherwise it would have been a landslide), but you're telling me now that I have to give up MY HOUSE, for which I own, for which I will intend my generations to live (we're talking about in the future with my own place) that I have to give that up because the locals will have a bit of an economy boost?

I'm all for the local man. I'm even for sacrifice for the greater good and a whole long list of other selfless and altruistic acts. But you can totally go fark yourself on that one. No way. Not happening. You can try to purchase the home from me, but there's plenty of land out there for you. Build the thing somewhere else. As I understand it, from before all this Supreme Court nonesense, they have to reimburse you anyways. But still, that's complete crap. As much as I think Wal-Mart is neato and everything, why should a city be able to tell you to tear down your home so that they can put one up? There has to be some way to stop this one.

I don't know what it takes, but this one definately needs to be stopped. I don't like it at all. Plain to see that much.

Thursday, June 23, 2005

Unburying things, 'n' stuff.

So I found some old memories, and I unburied some more truth.

I've been talking to a "friend" of mine from Canada for a little while. She's having a bit of trouble writing, if you can call it trouble. I'm not sure, she just starts and finishes not. But I just try and give a helpful nudge every once and a while.

But the truth that I might have unburied is why I do this sort of thing. Why I try to help people with their little inconveniences, and troubles with perception or pain or whatever else... It might totally be centered around me. Like, not entirely selfish, but it might be that every time that I correct someone, or remind them of something, or introduce them to something new, it's about me being reminded of something. That helping people like this helps me without asking for it. Talking to her about her own writing brings mine back into the spot light. I went digging for some that is rather old, and some that is somewhat new, sort of to share, but I'm not really sure...

And I found some. The ones that I was looking for, and more. And that's the past that was unburied. The last things that I wrote for a story I wrote when I was dating. That's how long it's been for me. It hasn't really been a year yet, but it has been a lifetime. Seriously, I haven't hardly written a thing since then. I've written maybe three poems and some 15 or so pages of history for a character, but nothing on my huge tasks of writing that I already had. Of course, now when I look at such things I remember. I remember wrting conjunctive stories. I see the art that I was going to use, all which has a negative meaning now.

Maybe that's been my problem all along, that I should have collected each and every thing and burned it in hellfire. That I should have burned it all from my memory? But there's too much. That's why I haven't. I'd have to get rid of so much. So I leave it. Almost exacly where it lies. To be found in a month's time and unearthed yet again, and again, and again.

Such an odd thing.

Not really sure what to do about all that.

But eventually I will return to my writing. I know that I've said it before, but I do mean it. It was there before all of this, and it surely will be there long after. I'm just waiting for some set of great inspiration. But then maybe that's why I'm posting. My "friend" could be that inspiration if I take hold. But not now.

Way too early. I shall retire soon...

Wednesday, June 22, 2005

Just some fun, maybe.

Well depending on your entertainment threshold, this post is meant to be MOSTLY fun and not a whole lot of serious stuff.

Though I was running the math last night and today and it looks like I'm actually going to get paid more for three weeks of training than for the month that I'll be working. Because that was important. I just felt like sharing the oddness of that...

Anyways...

Here's this: Not that I really buy into it. But it's nice to know that someone was looking at it in a similar light as I was:

The Difference Between College And High School

25. In high school, you do homework. In college, you study. 24. No food is allowed in the hall in high school. In college, food must be provided at an event before students will come. 23. In high school, you wear your backpack on one shoulder; in college, on both. 22. In college, the professors can tell you the answer without looking at the teacher's guide. 21. In college, there are no bells or tardy slips. 20. In high school, you have to live with your parents. In college, you get to live with your friends. 19. In college, you don't have to wait in a certain lunch line to be cool. 18. Only nerds e-mailed in high school. (Cool kids hadn't heard of it.) 17. In high school, you're told what classes to take. In college, you get to choose; that is, as long as the classes don't conflict and you have the prerequisites and the classes aren't closed and you've paid your tuition. 16. In high school, if you screw up you can usually sweet-talk your way out of it. In college, you're lucky to ever talk with the professor. 15. In high school, fire drills are planned by the administration; in college, by the drunk frat boys on their way home when the bars close. 14. In college, any test consists of a larger percentage of your grade than your high school final exams ever did. 13. In high school, when the teacher said, "Good morning," you mumbled back. In college, when the professor says, "Good morning," you write it down. 12. In high school, freshman guys hit on senior girls. In college, senior guys hit on freshman girls. 11. In college, weekends start on Thursday. 10. In college, it's much more difficult to figure out the course schedule of the man/woman you have a crush on, in order to figure out where he/she will be walking around campus and at what time to find them there. 9. Once you've obtained the information described in #10, it's much more time-consuming to run between classes to that place where you know he/she will be in order to "just happen to bump into him/her." 8. In college, there's no one to tell you not to eat pizza three meals a day. 7. In college, your dad doesn't pay for dates. 6. In high school, it never took 3 or 4 weeks to get money from Mom and Dad. 5. College men are cuter than high school boys. 4. College women are legal. 3. In college, when you miss a class (or two or three), you don't need a note from your parents saying you were skip... uh, sick that day. 2. In high school, you can't go out to lunch because it's not allowed. In college, you can't go out to lunch because you can't afford it. 1. In college, you can blow off studying by writing lists like this.

Sorry 'bout that. It's really a list, I promise. It just lost its formatting when I copied it over for some reason... But it should be mildly entertaining.

Anyways, there was something else I was going to post on WMDs, but it's total crap. So don't bother reading it unless you're wierd like I am. Though I'm going to post it for myself because of what's coming. It might be useful. You didn't realize that, did you? That I post for myself...?

NEways.

http://edition.cnn.com/2005/US/06/21/wmd.threat/index.html

Also, we went to "Land of the Dead" last night. Kinda disappointed in the people watching. Like there was no hype whatsoever. What do you do with people that are actually zombies and just watching a movie..? But it's pretty good for a zombie movie. It's no Dawn of the Dead, though... And if you hate gore, this definately isn't the movie for you. But why are you watching such a movie expecting no gore...? Had a pretty interesting concept, and rumor has it that if you watch really, really, closely you can see Shaun from Shaun of the Dead. I thought that was interesting, but I missed him. And it was also said that this is (the first?) one of the only zombie movies in which no one is like "Don't shoot! He's so and so!" Nothing like that. They already know the zombies are bad, the outbreak has already come, this is about a long term survival story. You get bit, you get shot. That's pretty much how it runs. And I think there was only one appologee about it in the whole movie...

But it's also funny, there's the scary parts, but as long as you're not sitting next to my mom (for crying out loud) or certain other people that scream/throw popcorn/jump/etc you should do alright. Seriously, I wouldn't have even jumped in that movie if I didn't have my mom screaming in my ear everytime something happened. Even when YOU KNOW that something's coming...

Oh, and definately not a movie for little kids. There's a seen with topless nudity, there's ample loads of gore and there's even another scene that's best left unspoiled (not so bad, but it might offend some ideologies out there). Just in case you were wondering "Is this ok to take little Jimmy?" If little Jimmy's your child and not your midget, it's probably not a good movie for him to see. I won't put an age limit, that's for you to figure out, but under ten for sure. At least what I would see as normal kids...

But yeah, that's pretty much it. I think I'm done now.

Monday, June 20, 2005

"You may fire when ready..."

Sorry, one of my most favoritest quotes ever. And if you don't get it, I will first ask you why it is that you persist in reading this, and then I will tell you that it is Grand Moff Tarkin right before he gets blown to Corescant with the first Death Star. In fact, those are his last words. But if he saw it coming he might have mouthed "Oh Shit!" and the last thing through his mind was definately a bulkhead or that table...

Anyways, now that the randomness is sorta over... I mostly put that in because of my analogy lately. I'm a freakin' cannon just looking for a target. No, I'm not really itching for a fight, but I think I'm back now. Back to normal, so to speak. However long that may last. But never the less, it is there for now. I feel like a loaded cannon just waiting to be unleashed at my target. But I don't know what that is. Where it is, or even if it is. I just need a direction in such an aweful way. Something lasting. Some sort of good purpose. Right now, for the second time in my life, I could care less about the things that I have worked so hard for. Because they no longer seem like what I want. Most of it was really an arbitrary direction that I pointed myself in knowing that anything that came along could easily be incorporated. Thus I aimed as high as possible. Orbit, and beyond. There's nothing boasted to be harder than engineering, and by far the most prestigious think tank in the world has been NASA. But their glory has been allowed to be tainted by petty public fears, and I can easily attain most (if not all) goals set aside for me, now. But what are they? That's the question. In my own dilusions and arrogance I have always felt set aside for something greater. As though I were being prepared for something huge. Yet, I am more and more preparing myself that it is untrue, that I am doomed to simplicity and mediocrity as the average Joe. Which don't get me wrong, sure that might be great for other people, but everyone knows the sort of things that I'm capable of. Though much more modest than my assessments at times, lol. Though I do maintain a cool head and level point of view. I'm just itching for a "fight". I haven't had a good, worth while, challenge in several years now. My skills have been dulled for a decade and now I'm having to relearn things that I've always known. I'm greatful to do it, but it shouldn't have happened in the first place...

Purpose... Without it there's really little reason to exist. I know that I have to have one, I'm just tired of not knowing. In my day and age there's not really much to be had for creating your own. Especially since I dare you to craft a more comprehensive sense of where you wish to go than I have. But that's not purpose. That's direction. I could easily do that. Well, as easily as anything that I have done before... But what's the lasting effect? What does that do? There's so much greater good to participate in... Even if I merely have to settle on one life to do all that I can to enhance it so that it can be deemed "better". But where is it? What am I supposed to do with all of this unassumed and idle energy? Hardly work for a place like Lowe's, or Convergys. They're as much a direction for my energy as Carl's Jr...

But I suppose all of this stems from having the most socially productive week in ages. Contacting old friends, creating new ones. That I hope will be as lasting as the old. Multiple job offers, of sorts... But what's the lasting gain? I don't feel I will be at either of these places of work for more than a year. I don't know what will be gained from these relationships, if anything. There is nothing long term in my life beyond months. Litterally, September will end the last of my calendar events. At least the unique ones. And after that, what? I make relationships that are born to fail, by some circumstance other than my own... And even by my own hands oft times...

...

I'm not sure what to do. For the millionth time, I am tired of the status quo. I am starting to make changes to it, but would feel much more secure if I knew a direction to point... A purpose to be had...

I'm not really down, just frustrated a bit.

Anyways, this week should be a good one as well.

I get to see a zombie movie (something I have litterally been craving as late for some reason) and a brilliant looking one in its own right as well. I'm very excited. And I'm home with my family. Apparently I will be more or less trapped this week, but it's really for the best so that I'm not chaining myself to my computer all week, though I do need to handle a few things with my roommates...

I loaned my brother "The Art of War" for to read this week. He's doing his college thing for the next 5 weeks now. I hope that he reads it, cares for it (it's really precious to me, actually) and then can glean something useful from it. Unfortunately, in a thousand readings I don't think anyone would take from it what I did ages ago. But I do hope that he gets something useful from it. I'm one of those that takes it to be more than military strategy. But I've always been like that. Anything can be cross introduced...

Anyways... The hour is much too late to allow a continuance of my ramblings. Early, it is early.

Saturday, June 18, 2005

Today.

Well I'm back in my Layton home, now. Came down this weekend because I haven't been hired on yet. By Monday I'm technically supposed to call Convergys. I keep leaning more and more in that direction. But I have to remind myself of how it's going to be like not having any regular days off and not doing the things that have been planned for a year or more.

I'm detereorating. It's a common thing for me. As much as I hate it, fear it (sorta) and so forth. I've been thinking about stuff that I've been talking about for a year now. And it's odd because there are many just common sense and readily available things that I have been overlooking. Instead I hand out canned responses that are hardly satisfactory and yet convey that side to which I lean... But I think I'm getting better now. I think.

Today we watched Team America: World Police. And if you haven't seen it, I don't think I would recommend it. It just sorta attacks everyone, but nothing productive. It was just a way to capitalize on what's been going on and to be grotesque about it. If you decide you're in the mood for puppet sex scenes and an implied puppet blowjob, then this movies for you. If you want to see someone pointlessly attack all sides of an issue, then this movie's for you. But there are much better wastes of your time, I assure you.

Though I did have to download one of the songs from the movie. That was just too funny. It's still kinda crude, but it's kinda funny, sorta, too.

But now I am faced with a choice. And apparently I'm more worried about it than I've been letting on, even to myself. Because I'm totally not feeling well. And at first I thought it was the flu, or something similar, earlier this week. But it's an abstract punishment for inwardly stressing. So inwardly that I just sorta realized yesterday. Incredibly odd.

My brother came home this evening from being in California all week with his college thing. Four earthquakes, at least 2 of which weren't all that far from where he was and were somewhat large, and he didn't feel a thing. Really kind of odd. And they were stuck in Reno for 3 hours when TWO of the tires on the bus blew out. Very funny. And he got a little bit of guff from my parents, but it's understandable since he didn't call all week during tire blowouts and earthquakes...

Meh.

I need to sleep. But there are much more important things that I need and hope I will find soon...

I might get to see some friends this weekend, but I'm not holding my breath. And next weekend we're doing some training for our paintball event in August. We've got some newer guys that want to come out and play with us, and I know that I totally need it. I really suck at the game, contrary to how I make it sound, lol. I just kinda run around being a target, mostly. But this next time out, if I make it, I want to be a new type of soldier. Reading up on the Art of War again to see what can be gleaned. It's such a trip studying the wisdoms of thinkers from THOUSANDS of years ago. Chinese, even. Makes you wonder what went wrong. Lol, that was sort of a low blow, but one of the greatest military minds EVER did come from there...

But I shall go, for now.

Friday, June 17, 2005

Interesting information.

I'm going to immediately appologise if you'd rather not read something information, but definately having to do with recent events and "scandals" in our country with ripples around the world. Of course I'm talking about the action in Iraq and the oppositions labels for the motives that we went there. So if you'd rather not be informed, don't read on. Those of you that personally know me are aware that I'm going to post all of the information as I found it. And then put my key points in there. I just thought it was interesting because of the things that I didn't know about our oil imports that we're misinformed about all of the time.

First of all, let me post the link:

http://www.bondtalk.com/global.cfm?S=marcom&SS=market_commentaries&ID=3290

Now let me bring out some of the key points if you didn't feel like actually going to the website for yourself:

"2. How much of the 19.5 million barrels that the U.S. consumes daily is imported? The U.S. imported an average of 11.2 million barrels per day in 2002.

3. Where does the U.S. get is imported oil? The top individual suppliers of oil to the U.S. in 2002 were Canada (1.9 MMBD); Saudi Arabia (1.5 MMBD); Mexico (1.5 MMBD); and Venezuela (1.4 MMBD)."

I thought that was particularly interesting. I think that most of us that know anything about anything about our imports know that we import a vastly superior quantity than we can make ourselves. But additionally, most of the oil that we pump goes into the reserve, as I have it right now.

But I was very much shocked that our #1 oil buddy in 2002 was Canada. Holy fark. Do you realise what that means? Well obviously they are under our control then, in our back pocket. Silly. No. No one has ever had the balls to say that the Canadians are in our back pocket except for us. All the jokes about the 51st state and all... But seriously. They beat the hell out of the Saudis by 400k in barrels of oil PER DAY. They definately should have been invaded first.

Oh, yeah. Silly me... Mexico was tied with Saudi Arabia in the ammount that we imported... Kinda wierd. So technically there are two countries that we import more oil from then Saudi Arabia. Well, whatever, they're tied, which is enough for me to be more comfortable with the fact that we don't get the majority of our oil from the Saudis.

But there's more, really good, information coming up, too:

"4. How much crude oil does the U.S. import from OPEC? The U.S. imports roughly 4.04 million barrels per day from OPEC."

So basically a quarter of the oil that we import is from the nations of OPEC. That's hardly a majority. In fact, we get almost that much from Canada and Mexico. Their totals, just the two of them, coming in at 3.4 million barrels per day. Wierd. And here I was being told that we got most of our oil from OPEC and that most of that came from Saudi Arabia. Which, granted, seems to be more or less accurate. About an eighth of our oil comes from Saudi Arabia. The imported stuff, anyways.

Oh dude, I didn't even see this one. I came about this by a google seach, by the way. I was talking with one of my friends last night and she definately thinks that we went into Iraq for oil. There's actually a horrifically complicated conspiracy theory that involves the US setting up 9-11 so that we'd have an excuse to move into the middle east to seize the oil flows and cripple other nations in preparation for world domination. The really cool thing is that there's a whole website set up for that (not that she quoted, I actually stumbled upon it), maybe you've heard of it? www.infowars.com. They're all up in the police state thing and the "New World Order". So I finally got sick of it and decided to look up some facts of my own. And it almost seems plausible, until you look into it. But I've digressed way to much. This actually shows how our overall consumption has shifted AWAY from OPEC:

"5. As a share of total U.S. consumption, how much oil does the U.S. import from OPEC compared to the 1970s? In other words, how dependent is the U.S. on OPEC’s oil compared to the 1970s? In 1977, 33.6% of U.S. consumption of oil was imported from OPEC. Today, roughly 20% of U.S. oil needs are imported from OPEC."

And this is the information that got me here in the first place. Our 2002 oil imports from Iraq, but even cooler is that it talks about the guys who get to it first:

"7. How much crude oil does the U.S. import from Iraq? Many are surprised to hear that the U.S. imports any oil from Iraq. In 2002, the U.S. imported 440k barrels per day from Iraq. Iraqi oil is commonly sold initially to Russian firms, as well as to producers in France, China, and Malaysia. The oil is then resold to a variety of companies, including those in the U.S."

And even cooler then that, is that the first two (Russia and France) were totally against the war in Iraq. Raise your hand if you knew that. Now raise your hand if you knew WHY they had been opposed to the war. Silly. And of course the recent news about Kofi ACTUALLY KNOWING about his sons thing with fraudulently using Food for Oil. But that's a different topic.

I think that's enough to post about it for now. I need to run off and send this to my friend. See what she says about it. And a few other things. Like seeing if there's any other way to valididate the information. Yeah, as much as I use the internet for sources, I at least make sure that not only are there multiple ones, but that even a few of them could stand up to a basic credibility check. For instance I'm going to run this through snopes and the CIA right quick. If it doesn't appear to check out, then I'll pull it.

Deal?

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Dang, an update to be had.

There's slightly different, and wholly MORE appealing numbers to be had.

http://www.eia.doe.gov/pub/oil_gas/petroleum/data_publications/company_level_imports/current/import.html

It actually has a table with the break down of barrels per day. The really cool thing is that it's updated. So it has some of last years, and this years information. So the next time you hear someone saying how we get most of our oil from someplace, you have these websites to back you up when you say "Au contraire mon frere."

*deep sigh*

Oh yeah, that felt good.

Thursday, June 16, 2005

Been a bit.

I suppose that it's been a few days, so I think it's time to post something.

I'm going to try my hand at writing again, posted at the end of this.

So this week's not been hugely eventful after Monday. Right now I'm heavily considering working for Convergys. And assuming that I can survive it, I'll probably be there for a while. I'm still not very happy about it. I don't know... But Lowe's hasn't called me back yet, either. And I'm supposed to call Convergys this next week. Technically Monday...

Anyways.

It looks like I might be home this weekend. Here in a little bit I'll be calling to let my parents know.

But the week's been otherwise socially productive. Of sorts. A little bit more to do with my roommates. Juan is still funny, he's got his first computer. I've probably mentioned. And he was asking me for help a lot last night. Pretty neat.

And I've been doing a lot with music, as well. I decided yesterday to listen to all of the songs that I have. And I did, mostly. But I have many hours of music apparently. So I play it in the background of what I'm doing normally. I just need to mix it a little bit better because somethings should (or shouldn't) lead into others. Like listening to "Building a Mystery" and then jumping into They Might Be Giants... That was a trip the first time...

But anyways. I think that's good for now. I wrote this little thing up real quick. It has to do with a game that I've been playing, so as to give a hope of a guess to figure out what it's about. But it is rather interesting too... But I'll let you enjoy it, or not:

Unconquerable

"Being unconquerable lies with yourself, being conquerable lies with the enemy."

-Sun Tzu

The darkness itself seems to fear me.
I have walked this long dark road for longer than I can remember.
Demons pulled out of the shadows come to fight me.
Even their attempts are futile.

The shadows themselves are rebuked in my presence,
the warriors of light fear my power.
I walk about the halls of the dead unmolested and unmatched,
my power is surreal. I am unconquerable.

In the fires of hell I fear nothing.
I shatter the gates of hell for admittance.
My quest shall not be halted by something as frivilous as a door.
The very lord of terror has come to quiver in my presence.

At the utterance of a word and the guesture of my hand, entire armies vanish.
My faith is my shield, my light, my life.
Fire, lightning, earth - all my allies come to my aide.
Though I quest in vain.

My charge is long dead.
My quest finished before I started.
The questions are already answered, the problems already solved.
And yet I must continue.

So I continue.
An oath sworn to a long dead king.
A battle that can't be won.
A war that will continue to rage without me.

Now the demons that I fought are carried with me.
They crawl up from the depths of which I banished them.
The darkness comforts them and brings ill tidings.
I can no longer hold them back... Or can I?

Monday, June 13, 2005

Goodness gracious...

So today I've suddenly exploded on the popularity scene. I know, you guys with actual lives (heh) are going to scoff, but I've had three phone calls and it's only 5PM. Two of them were places of potential employment and one was a friend that I just got off the phone with, and I still need to make 3 more.

So here's the thing. Overnight I am now in the position to DECIDE who I'm going to work for. I got woken up at 8AM this morning (an ungodly hour indeed) by a representative of Lowe's saying that they'd like to schedule me for an interview (I applied on last Wednesday, so it took them long enough). I got in at 1:30PM and jumped through their hoops for about an hour and finally made it home, ate lunch and started watching The Conquerors on the History channel, the last half of El Cid and the first half of King David when Convergys called saying that they'd like to hire me. BTW, this isn't just me being sexist or anything, but thus far out of the three people that I've spoken with from Convergys, I liked the two ladys more. Even the one that simply read what she had to, had more life than my interviewer. Anyways, because of Lowe's potentially hiring me, AND working with my schedule, I asked her if I could hold off on an answer, she said that the training didn't start until the end of June/beginning of July anyways and that I should call back by the end of the week.

Holy freakin' score!

Don't ask me.

Anyways. I am totally psyched about it. And my friend and I were chatting about looking around this lifeless rock for things to occupy ourselves. He decided he wanted to try jumping out of perfectly good airplanes, off of solid mountains and then attempt to drown himself (with the proper scuba gear, of course) and we agreed that if one of us found something that the other might enjoy that we'd stay in the loop. And paintball and possibly Kung Fu are definately on that list, the latter determined by geographical availability.

So there's just a huge amount of coolness for me right now. It's such a pick me up from yesterday and Saturday for sure. And I'll, of course, keep you posted as long as my computer and internet comply. One or the other has been acting up since about Thursday, that's why I haven't been on IMs since. Turns out my computer had it's first virus this morning. Yay! But I caught it and killed it for free. Triple yay.

But that's it for now. I'm just affraid of settling back into a funk after all of the good news today. But if I suddenly am eaten by Samara that won't be any problem (y'know, the little girl from the Ring?). I've sorta been a bit paranoid today, too. But that's ok. Right now none of that matters.

I hope you are all having half as much fun as I am, because then you'd be having a blast. And when you figure out what twice as much fun as "a blast" is, let me know.

Saturday, June 11, 2005

MacGyver actor dies.

Sorry, I figured that was a good AGD (attention getting device) it sure got me good. It was a co-star. Props to the submitter for being a dumbass... Sheesh...

K, I'm going to try to keep this as short as possible... SO WHAT IN THE HELL POSSESSES YOU TO JUST KILL SOMEONE THAT YOU HARDLY KNOW? I mean, it's one thing if it's been bubbling for years or something because it can be stopped. But hell, she was on vacation in a foreign country... http://www.cnn.com/2005/LAW/06/10/missing.teen/index.html#BG

...

I suppose this will start as a posting of the news for those of you that don't visit Fark. But apparently the Brits can prove that Cats are evil, or something... I especially want to hook all of the cat lovers, of course.
http://www.timesonline.co.uk/article/0,,8122-826557_1,00.html

And then today I actually did manage to stay offline. Not like it was a challenge. I decided that a great chance of sunburn was more enticing today. I didn't even come back home until 7PM. That's nutso for me. But I explored the more south part of town. Not a huge amount to see, though I did stop in and look around an antique shop. That would have been niftier if I hadn't been like immediately stereotyped, at least that's how it seemed...

Anyways. Not sure the adventures that I'll have for you tomorrow. I need to call people, and stuff... Like I should have called a week ago...

Anyways.

Friday, June 10, 2005

Soon you shall know the joys of the laughter game.

Sorry. A friend sent that to me in an IM. I know that I'm wierd, and so do you. But I totally can see Darth Vader saying that. ROFLMAO! I don't know why. I suppose it's because I'm just not normal.

So I suppose I successfully dodge posting about my interview. Not really consciously mind you. I don't know what happened today, but it disappeared and hasn't come back. I REALLY, as in really REALLY, have to get out and do something tomorrow. REALLY!

So my interview. Went exactly more or less as I'd imagined. I didn't like it. I naturally had a tough time during the interview. At least natural for a normal person. I don't know why, but I felt like my head was going to explode. I simply was way too tense. I knew how I was going to answer most of the generic questions, and I knew I could handle the others... But I think it was the fact that the guy wasn't exactly the most human thing in the building. He merely read off of his little sheet that I could have just as adequately filled in myself. And then of course, they have their procedures backwards.

After the interview they gave me a sort of test to see if I already have skills in customer service, etc. Which I'm not exactly sure how I did. With real people I'd do fine, but I'm rating OTHER people's responses. It was hard to take seriously, especially with the prior attempt at brainwashing... Anyways. They did this portion AFTER the interview, when the program quite clearly stated that following this portion I was to have an interview...

But I shall find out about it soon, if I have to pester them about it. The problem is that I think it would be perfect for the pay, the benefits, etc. But the idiots figure that as long as you get paid, you aren't a slave. Like, I'm not asking for a huge ammount here, but I'd like to manage that one of my two days off in a given week falls on a Saturday. I know that if they had that option that it would be frequently asked for, but I do the most on my Saturdays. Mtn. Con is on a Saturday. And he simply had no caring for the fact that I might should actually NEED a day off. I get two extra days off every 90 days, whoopedy freakin' do.

So needless to say that I've decided to try and find another job. Already. I think I would have to take it if they actually said that they would hire me. But I don't anticipate staying there all that long if I can manage. And this is of course predictable when a company doesn't need any skill, they simply need bodies. Or at least the skill isn't a rare one. That's my problem. I don't have any written proof, acceptable proof, of my skills and how they might benefit someone. I know I can do just about any job, but how do I convince THEM of it?

So I still don't know what's going to happen. I'd additionally have to give up DND, it's not a good excuse, but I haven't missed a game (to my knowledge) in the 5 years that we've played. And we just started a new campaign...

But I really don't like having no power over the days I have off. Like, what happens if I'm sick? Sheesh...

Anyways. Tomorrow I am going to try, like seriously try, not to turn on my computer. But that's probably going to fail as it's the easiest way to get to the outside world and it's information. And since the last two times I was cut off from the world there was a massive disaster... So maybe I better at least turn on the news once tomorrow...

Until next time...

Wednesday, June 08, 2005

9:59

The snow managed to get all melted up sometime yesterday, thank goodness, but it's still freakishly cold outside...

And I get to go out in it today. Yay! It's for a good cause, I suppose. Ok, it's MY good cause. And right now that's all I feel inspired for. It's hard trapsing around for the betterment of others when you're missing your legs, you know.

So yeah, today is my interview. And I got up early enough to do all of the things normal people do. Except that I got up EXACTLY one minute before my alarm went off. That kinda creeped me out, but was nifty all the same. Hence the subject line. I'll have you know that this is quite probably the EARLIEST I have gotten up since school. It's not so bad, but I know how you all take pity for me. I only manage the wacky, self-indulgent hours because I don't know what else to do. Unemployed, no school, and no readily accessible friends. I'm a total tool of the system... And what's worse? When I get a job, I'll have access to the other two.

I hate the world. And no, that's not angst.

Other than it being freakishly cold, getting up early, and having an interview today... That's just about it. I think that I might take today to run around town. Ok, it's walking technically... But still. And I'd go in and say hello to my old friends, but the manager that I would want to see is off today, and it's not worth the chance, well, it's only a 50-50 now which doesn't look so good...

Now I'm done rambling. See what happens when I'm tired?

Tuesday, June 07, 2005

OMFH

There is snow on the ground.

What year is this?

What MONTH?

What SEASON?

I knew this city was wierd, but holy cow. I'm freezing my butt off... Where's the global warming that I was promised? Climate shift I can agree with, but WARMING? There's SNOW ON THE GROUND in JUNE!

Just thought I would share a bit of that with you. Not enough to make snowballs, and it's turned back to rain, but there's still enough white right now to know what it was doing last night/early this morning...

Oh, BTW, my little psuedo-interview is tomorrow. They want to test me, make sure I'm not an illegal immigrant/terrorist and possibly, maybe, interview me face-to-face. That last part makes me wonder if they'll shut me in a white, airtight, room until my testing is done. But there wasn't any really good news this time. Well, sorta... I have to attend a MANDATORY 3 week training course. Three weeks? Hell man... But I am allowed ONE absense. Guess that's going to be the DND game, lol. I won't miss that if I can. They might not like it, but tough, there's nothing they could possibly have to teach that will take ALL of three weeks for hours and hours... I know how that sounds, but still.

So tomorrow from 1 PM until "60-90 minutes" I will be incommunicado, or else. Sorry, "No friends or family" will be allowed to attend with me. Because I know you wanted to hold my hand. I guess I'm off on a tangent that the lady just read to me the whole time asking a few clarifiers about what I had said. Sheesh, I wonder how difficult her job must be.

I'll stop with that one. Now I'm just worried about being able to be on par tomorrow and nail this thing. Tomorrow and the next three weeks... Then forever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and evar and evir and ever and... Until I get another job, or something.

Linkage

I just decided to let everyone that I'm now in my other world, relatively safe and very much making sounds.

I decided that while I was bored I would explore some linkage, very nice stuff indeed:

Farm Wars:
http://www.storewars.org/flash/

SW 3.5 ST
http://www.americancomedynetwork.com/FLASH/starwars.htm

HL2 Dominos:
http://www.milkandcookies.com/links/30715/

These were, of course, the ones that I didn't want to go through the trouble to download, yet were reasonably cool/funny or would make sense to at least one (if not both) of my readers. Note: There might actually be more than two, this is what we like to call humor. Carry on.

On another topic, I've succeeded in something of worth. At least in my opinion. I've opened a young Canadian's eyes to the fact that quite possibly not ALL Americans are worthless, ignorant wastes of flesh. It like totally made my day, y'know?

Man, it's amazing when people like that do stuff like that. I mean, there might be a goodly amount of ingorance/arrogance here, but it's just as bad for you to claim that WE ALL ARE. Sheesh. I love it when I'm attacked because most of the time you can point out the absurdities of the aggressor. Usually whatever they're accusing you of is something that they are perpetuating simply by making the statement... Kinda odd...

I'm done with this for now. Enjoy the videos, Geek out. C'mon, you know you want to.

Monday, June 06, 2005

Oil Storm

It occured to me as I posted that last bit that I hadn't commented on one of today's growing experiences. I suppose that isn't entirely accurate. There was very little growing involved.

Today FX (channel 23 on cable for us) broadcasted something they called "Oil Storm" that was basically supposed to be like a History Channel style documentary on a fictitious series of events that could occur over the next year (well from september on for a year, anyways). I'm actually not sure so much what the aim was. I started with the obvious notion that it will be a leftest attack on rightest America, and it largely was, but it had some twists that I wouldn't expect coming from such a bias.

Basically, a hurricane in September of this year severs a southern oil line that very few of us would know about. The line crosses through a sea port that also is a major port for imported oil. This hurricane devestates it, and between the mutual loss of the pipe line and the harbor, the nation loses 13% of it's ability to produce oil.

And that's just the beginning.

Like I said, there was a great deal that was one sided. A goodly ammount of the story took place around an everyday sort of family in the gasoline business. The wife at one point makes a comment such as "I can't believe we let oil have so much power over our lives." Which most people don't realize. It is true, I will admit, that our modern society is completely dependant on oil. Some of it was even pointed out to me that I hadn't thought of before, though from a friend and not this program. Plastic is a large consumer of oil as well, though not nearly as much as the fuel industry. So oil definately effects everything in the world's economy.

The reason that I ended up not liking the problem is that the series of events was transparent and too perfect. No, it's not something that I hated because of poor writing, not totally. It wasn't totally thought out. It relied on PERFECT events happening. A hurricane that gets into the Gulf of Mexico through the gap of Florida and Cuba that disrupts 13% of oil taking a year to fix. Rerouting the ships from that port to a smaller, less accessible port elsewhere that happens to have a chemical AND oil tanker colide, closing that one for a period of weeks. Etc.

They definately had the fearful idiots of the stock exchange in there. If you sneeze around oil, there's a massive sell off. But too many things just started to make this scenario not as real as they wanted it to seem and to ring hollow with me.

The reason that it's so hard to put a label on this as being direct propoganda or not is that at the end of the story the crisis is averted by buying oil from Russia and promissing to invest in their oil industry to make it grow. Meaning that the only way to save us from that oil crisis was to buy more oil. That was a switch in the opposite for me. But it got me thinking, which is why I wanted to watch it.

The process of electrolysis is how we sepperate H2O and make it into space shuttle fuel. I've heard reports of it being incredibly efficient, but still the net gain of energy is a negative number. For those of you currently going "WTF, mate?" That translates that for every so much of the fuel that you sepperate, you lose energy. You don't get back as much as you put in.

I have thought for a long time that this process could be the patch on the leaky boat until A) it sinks, or B) we get around to fusion if we ever can. The problem I realized tonight is that I don't know how inificient the system actually is. If we end up having to burn oil to sepperate the H2O in the process, it might not be as effective as I thought. It depends on how efficient it is. In my previous thoughts, it might be enough to rely on hydrostatic, solar and wind power to drive the process. The catch is it might not do it fast enough to keep pace not only with growing demands, but even current demands...

I'm going to look and see what it is that I might see right now.

Oh, and if you can respond, please do, but in this TV event the gas prices reached up to $8 a gallon or more. how many of you would spring for a Hybrid or Hydrogen or even an Alcohol powered car if the price hit that high? That's something that didn't make sense to me... Why they didn't talk about any attempts to actually switch over to something different. It might not have helped enough, but I believe that a shift in market would occur in that situation (from SUV/HUMV to hybrid and friends) and that you can bet your socks that there would be drilling in Alaska passed right as that would happen. My two cents, I'm done for now.

Tomorrow and the coming there of.

Well tomorrow I go home again, back to my other life. It's actually kind of odd. I am living two lives, exploring two worlds. I suppose this world is my "home" world, but then right now the other is always calling me back. It needs to be my home. I suppose I've always sort of been living in two worlds, of sorts...

I have recieved enough complimenting to start writing again. Well, prompting, I suppose is a better word. So don't be surprised if you start seeing longer posts, or posts that have some prose or poetry attached. I've wanted to get back into it for a while, I liked writing, but I have to have some sort of motivation. And until recently have had very little.

So I'm curious of why it is that people seem to attract certain people. This is no comment on my friends, especially my older (meaning known-longer) ones, but I have a nack for "attracting" a certain group of people that have problems. It's not that I always seek to solve them, but perhaps it is that I've just gotten used to it and innately do... But they all seem to have the same sorts of problems as well. Like I completely have deja vu with a situation right now. I have "met" someone online that totally reminds me of several other people that I have met or "met". It's almost like I have been given a second chance for it, but it appears that I won't have that pressure after all. And am greatly relieved...

I suppose I'm just waiting to "attract" the people that I wish to. I suppose it's been nearly a year, up to a year and a half, since I have done that. Someone that I can count on for things. I know that there are people out there like that, I have met some of them, and even some of these new people that I meet follow that criteria. I guess a better way to approach it would be to see it as not needing to trust them and rely on them, but to feel comfortable doing so. I never exactly do, but there is a level of dependance that I have loned to at least one of you.

So I go back tomorrow, fending for myself again. I get to go pay some more bills and to hopefully, finally, acquire me a job. If I don't have one by the end of the month I'll be in a serious problem... Not that there's an aweful lot of pity or caring that I should hope or seek to acquire.

If I were to bump into you on the street, how old would you peg me as? Because I certainly have come to feel a little bit older in the last few days. It's more of a rhetorical question, I probably wouldn't like to hear the answer coming from someone who reads rambling thoughts.

Sunday, June 05, 2005

Finally!

We finally got our chance to play today.

I have waited a few months to play this character. Yeah, I only got done with the history yesterday (early in the morning), but I'm not even done with some other things. Like the rules I'm supposed to follow, but I think I'm just going to wing it.

It's been interesting, like I knew it would be. It's a group of ALL guys, with two female characters. We did run into a few snags, like my character offering to help one into her armor. It's difficult looking at a guy who is pretending to be a female. Because, all you see is the guy.

Not like my character's bound to do anything like that, anyways. He's a Paladin. I've never played a Paladin before. You think that it might be a little more simple, but over the time I've determined that I have a very distinct personality. I'm probably tending towards Chaotic, but whatever.

It was actually really good. And not to be rude or anything, but I was surprised. My oldest friend right now, at least of my own age, is running the game. Meaning that he's the youngest DM that we've ever had. My surprise is mostly because he hasn't had experience doing that with a group like us. A few of our players have been playing since they were my age... And I was worried about how he might handle it. But he did very well. I tried my hand in it, seriously anyways, once and it did alright, but he did great. At least until he sprung a trap on himself.

See, my character is a half-celestial. I'm not talking about people's beliefs here, so don't take it that way. It's game mechanics right now. So basicially he's the DND equivelant of a half-Angel. Like I said, it's the game, not anything to do with everyone's beliefs. And he's got this really neat thing going for him. The problem is that he could potentially be the most powerful party member. Trick is that he never found out really what he is. He knows that he's special for some reason, but not how special.

Anyways. I think the game did alright, until something happened. In a short series of events we were sucked into a pocket world of some kind to have dealings with one of the avatars of my character's diety. And that's where I think the game dropped for a little bit. It basically turned into an argument between my dad's character (A fundamentalist Islamic priest in the middle ages) and the agent of my character's god. It just seemed a little weak is all.

But we had a blast, otherwise. Turns out that we are bad guys because we were in the wrong room at the right time. Sucky thing is that most of us were shoved into the room. It actually has a total Star Wars feel because I'm not sure what part of the line we're actually on. In a room with these bad guys, and all the sudden the world hates us and is in some sort of civil war. The only ones that are really free from it are the Dwarves because they're secluded and probably don't even know about it. And the super sucky thing is that the lead bad guy turns out to be the leader of the Mages Guild from the Elves, the only ones that widely (if you can call it that) practice magic.

Very sucky. I'm glad we place twice this month. In like two weeks I'll be back down here to play. Hopefully I'll be back in Logan on Monday.

Good thing no one's trying to track me down, because aside from the five of you that read this, no one would ever know, lol.

I'm kidding, there's probably six of you.

Thursday, June 02, 2005

A perpetual study of mankind.

Right, so people still don't make any sense. Like, how they can be so trusting. I don't think trust is the right word actually, just that article put it in my mind. It's more like they throw discretion to the wind. Like one of these gals that decided to keep IMing me is already looking for a new boyfriend. Apparently she was dumped within the last week, or so, and she's like posted an add on her blog. It's kinda odd. Of course, not everyone should approach it the same, and online dating is up to you, but putting out an Ad like: "I'm single again and need a new boyfriend, so if you're interested e-mail me or IM me." Lol. That's like, how you'd advertise your car... Sheesh.

I guess the biggest thing is what the drive is for that. What is the "Why?". I never actually got around to cleaning up that essay, if I ever posted it at all. But it's become an insight of mine that "Why?" is one of the fundamental questions of everything. You can pretty much use it as your tool to disect the situation at hand. It's far too simplified to have anything but short answers most of the time. So what's the "Why?" Why would you do that to yourself? Don't copout and say that you're lonely unless that's the actual problem there. Lonelyness can be solved in a myriad of ways that don't involve putting up a poster within the week that you've been dumped.

I guess this all circulates around a friend of mine who is behaving in such a predictable manner. I already know the potential ends and their relative likelyhoods. And none of them look all that good.

I never realised it until I was told this online friend's lyrics, but they apply rather perfectly to this new set of situations. Sorry if you don't wish to read the long lyrics. But I suppose that's one of the things you'll have to deal with ocasionally. :-D

http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/avrillavigne/nobodyshome.html

Trust.

Trust is an interesting thing. In the article that I'm going to post with this, there is a quote that says "Without trust, there is no love." How true. I keep telling some people this, but it's still in the open with one of them, I think. That is if she trusts me, though.

And then I have a new social experiment with this whole MySpace thing. It's so completely like Bolt, but it doesn't have the super highway feel. You can do essentially the same things, but I'm avoiding it for now. But it's actually quite an interesting thing. I've only had an account for what? Three days? And I have girls from all over the country saying things like "Hey suga." and stuff like that. Seriously, the farthest away is in Pennsylvania, with one that may or may not be from New York, New York.

I suppose that's the nature of the world today, I don't know. It's just wierd getting back into it, I suppose. Whatever. It does give me a bit of hope and motivation though. :-D

But as for that article, they think that they have found a hormone that affects trust: http://www.cnn.com/2005/HEALTH/06/01/trust.hormone.ap/index.html

Sounds like more witch doctor crap to me. They think they can use the research to treat Autism (sound familiar, they say the aspect that makes people not trust enough is what they want to treat) and some new Syndrome that causes toddlers to "trust too much" making them "nearly fearless when dealing with complete strangers".

I can only really see that as a problem in a few cases. Like, when is trusting to little a bad thing? I don't get the whole modern medicine thing. The more I study it the more it seems like they come up with arbitrary lines in things saying that this is "normal" and then try to enforce them beyond all logic. They don't actually seem to accept that each individuals mental and physical health is actually unique and that not everyone has to look at you while you're talking to hear you. Because if they don't, they have ADD, ADHD, Autism or any of the other millions of made up diseases. Yeah, show me a severe case and I'll by into it a little bit, but that doesn't necessarily mean it needs treated, nor treated with expensive drugs.

Wednesday, June 01, 2005

Another one makes us dust.

And another one comes, and another one comes, another one makes us dust!

OWWW!

http://www.newscientist.com/article.ns?id=dn7449&feedId=online-news_rss20

Another commet to add to the list. And it actually has a totaled number that we are supposedly tracking. Good news is that you've got a while: 80 years. Which is a little past my expected expiration date. So all you people reading this that plan on surviving that long: have fun.

Because I'm lame.

Naturally.
So I'm adding some neat personality stuff, because most of you don't know who I am, I'll let a third party tell you. Isn't it great?

You Have A Type A- Personality
A-

You are one of the most balanced people aroundMotivated and focused, you are good at getting what you wantYou rule at success, but success doesn't rule you.
When it's playtime, you really know how to kick backWhether it's hanging out with friends or doing something you love!You live life to the fullest - encorporating the best of both worlds

Do You Have a Type A Personality?


Also, I'm Evil. I particularly loved Canada as one of the weapons of choice in this quiz...


How evil are you?

This looked neat, so here you go.

For the nerd/doomsayer in all of us, I present to you ten scientifically feasible ways that the Earth could meet its doom: http://www.livescience.com/technology/10ways_destroyearth.html

I actually had to look one of them up because I had never heard of it before. That's always odd...

But then there's always the fun alien invasion (sorry, watching ID4). But that list actually encompasses ways to obliterate the Earth. Not just whipe out the species or something. So if you're looking for ways to destroy those pesky Earth-like planets (in the means of smashing it with the ol' cosmic hammer) then this is your list.

Other than that I actually have a myriad of scientifically feasible/natural ways to destroy all life as we know it on the Earth.

And if you liked that one, you'll possitively love this one: http://ned.ucam.org/~sdh31/misc/destroy.html#methods

It follows a similar method but goes a great deal overboard in also including some of the fictional/improbable ways to do it and then bringing up ways NOT to do it. They post the site with the aims to actually accomplish the distruction of the Earth. Some of us actually see that as a waste and wish to dominate it instead, but oh well...

Some explanation, maybe?

Someone with any actual knowledge of the subject would be a good thing, but my primary research has this pegged as something else I don't believe in. I recently met someone that claimed to be Autistic, so that's why the research, but if these are the symptoms/characteristics:

Insistence on sameness; resistance to change
Difficulty in expressing needs; uses gestures or pointing instead of words
Repeating words or phrases in place of normal, responsive language
Laughing, crying, showing distress for reasons not apparent to others
Prefers to be alone; aloof manner
Tantrums
Difficulty in mixing with others
May not want to cuddle or be cuddled
Little or no eye contact
Unresponsive to normal teaching methods
Sustained odd play
Spins objects
Inappropriate attachments to objects
Apparent over-sensitivity or under-sensitivity to pain
No real fears of danger
Noticeable physical over-activity or extreme under-activity
Uneven gross/fine motor skills
Not responsive to verbal cues; acts as if deaf although hearing tests in normal range.

Who doesn't have it with that list? I would hope that they wouldn't just say you have it if you fit one of the symptoms, or even a few of them, but still. It's apparently some lacking facility to have social interaction, like the early indicators are if you don't have a certain level of communication skills by two years old.

Sorry, but it seems like another load of crap to me. I have a history of this whole not believing in common problems thing, some of you might know. But the fact that I don't want to talk to you doesn't make me have a mental/neurological issue. Especially if it's YOU that I don't want to talk to, lol.

But like I said, if someone has better information than: http://www.autism-society.org/site/PageServer?pagename=autismcharacteristics I welcome your information.