Apple ipod problems

My iPod is dying. No really, it is like making a
clicking noise and skipping. grrr.

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The unpolished writer: Driving like a madman.

I write as a driver with no wheel. Just a large piece
of metal sticking out of the dashboard, unable to
steer my way. I look foward to having that steering
wheel which will allow me to write in such a way that
wont be so rough, so unfocused, so directionless. I
admire a truckers steering wheel, so large, and so
much harder to manage than your typical car sized
wheel.

Today I've learned that words as a fighter or a song
have strength and weight. They have structure and can
be looked at. Not with eyes as black and white text
or a beutiful formation, but seen as an abstract touch
or lick of feeling. Words can describe the shape of
an emotion. Words can shape a persons feeling and
physical feeling.

Ride rough or drive slow. Always write.

How to plan for Star Wars: Episode III at 12:00am

How do you plan for a Star Wars premiere? The same
way you're going to get a great IT job. Friends,
contacts, and aquantances. In otherwords, you're
going to cut in line. What?! It's wrong?! I
shouldn't do it? I shouldn't? Reeeealy?

My girlfriend happend to have found some of her die
hard Starwars fans at the premiere of Starwars. They
were at the movie theatre around 4 or 5 in the
evening. Why spend 8 hours of your day waiting in
line for a movie? Why? Especially when its out on DVD
in a couple of months. When you could watch it in any
theatre in a couple of weeks in a comformatable chair,
with popcorn that you didnt have to fight for. The
lines at the theatre were hella long. It took fourty
five minutes to get to the front. Lauren was fumeing.
She was pissed. She almost told off the cashier, but
she didn't because she knew that I would get
embarrased. I kinda told her not to until we left
because we'd get special sauce (SPIT) in our hot dogs
or popcorn. At any rate, these people work hard and
don't get paid much, I say leave them alone.

The theatre we went to was crawling with people. Full
to the brim. They let people in twenty at a time to
go get seats in any of twelve theatres. This seemed
kind of fair, but some of the theatres were already
full. I think there should have beeen a little more
organization. But I guess thats all they could do.
At least AMC had the hotdogs on sale for one dollar.
Lauren always seems to want one of those expensive hot
dogs. Are thy really that good? Three fifty (regular
price)? What a rip off.

The movie in and of itself was okay I guess. It was
great. It was better than most movies. But, I think
that movies just dont do it for me. I ask myself waht
does? What does it for me? What does it for you?

Moving out of the SDSU dorms

I'm off to go help Lauren (my girlfriend), move her stuff out of the dorms. They are making her leave after her last exam. She could plausebly stay a little longer, but rules are rules. They make her pay the whole week, yet the "rules" say she can't stay. What kind of BS is that?

This entire Aztec Shops Monopoly is bad. If its not them, then who?

Life after SDSU final exams

Okay, so what is the deal with these final exams? They cause so much stress and either turn out totally unfair, or so embarrisingly easy. Damn this whole school thing is offensive.

Here I am, trying to decide what I'm going to do with my life, and there they are with their BS. I still have 4 classes to go, then I'm off on my own. I'll have more time for myself, more time to study and read about what I want. Or will it be the same old story? Will it be working untill I'm to tired to think? Will it be working to not get fired?

Oh hell no. No kids for me for a while. No wife for a while. Just me. I'm travling. I'm running out there to get to know this world. Enough is enough. Nothings gonna get in my way.

We'll see how it goes.

My first blog post

I was recently cleaning my room, looking through some boxes, and I found a book I wrote for my senior project. I realize that I've done more than I thought that I would. I had an very basic idea of where my life was going, but I didn't know it would turn out as it did.

Everything was in it, from love, to hate, to fear, to who I was, and who I wanted to become. I am, I belive, who I wanted to be. In this blog, I invite everyone to learn about who I am.

From High School to College, I wrote a book. Now from college to an IT job, I feel I should write something greater. My first blog.

Thanks.

(I'm like totally having a Doogie Howser moment here.)

Chris.