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Man am I in a wierd mood today. I can feel depression licking at me like whisps of fog on the grass on a cool morning, but I can’t think of any reason why I should feel this way. Simultaneously, I feel tense or twitchy, whcih could just be the coffee. I don’t know, I didn’t have nearly the breakfast I had yesterday, just a banana; no cereal.

I’m upset about money. We got an extra $300 this month, and yet we’re still scrimping to make it to the end of the month. I don’t know how to start moving positive again. I’m doing so much better and not just blowing money arbitrarilly, and yet we’re still tightening our belts. There are so many movies, cds, books, games and MMORPG fees I’d love to be spending money on now, but I just coast from month to month, putting all the thing’s I’d like to have on hold so that I can keep buying the things we need.

The positive side is, I feel much less materialistic now than I used to be. I don’t need to own things to be happy, I can look at them or borrow them from people and be happy with the experience without feeling the need to own it myself. Though, at the same time, I do feel bad about all the music I’ve downloaded for free, I feel I owe something back to the artists… I just can’t afford to pay them. If I could do them a 99¢ favor for each song I download, I’d be fine with that. I could, like, make them a sandwich for a song. Of course, they’d have to buy the bread and stuff, but I’d still make it.

Anyway, shit, I don’t know what I’m talking about anymore. I guess I’m just kind of bored, lonely, and rambling. I’ll stop now before I get myself in trouble.

Tuesday, July 13th, 2004 | LiveJournal Archives | No Comments

Sunday afternoon, before we ever went to Gameworks, I met Nick and Steve at the Rec Center to excersize. When I pulled in, Steve walks up to the window and says “What the fuck is wrong with your car?” I had no idea what he was talking about, but apparently there was a plastic guard on the underside of the front end, passenger side, that had fallen down. I suspect it happened when Heather and I were putting up signs for the garage sale, because shortly after that, we started to notice an unhealty grinding noise whenever I turned extra sharp corners. I kept checking the wheel wells, thinking maybe a piece of dirt or trash got stuck in there, but I never saw anything, and it only happened once in a while.

So yesterday I called to see if it would be covered by my warranty, but they say they won’t know until they look at it. So I have to drive down to Lewisville today to have them look at it and tell me if they’re going to charge me for the repair and find out if they have the part in stock. So even after I drive down there, they may still not actually repair it. I need to remember to take my checkbook just in case.

Then, after I’m done with that, I have to try to get back up to Denton to get to the Rec Center and work out with Steve and Nick.


So every few days I realize more and more that has been lost on my portable Hard Drive. I feel like it’s going to continue for the next few years like this. Now I need to remake my Tiefling for Steve’s game.

I’m not usually politically active, but this seems pretty radical to me.

Tuesday, July 13th, 2004 | LiveJournal Archives | 5 Comments

Subject: Please help right away — we’ve got to stick together
Dear friend,

Congress is about to vote on amending the U.S. Constitution to deny marriage equality to same-sex couples.

Never before has our Constitution been amended to take away anyone’s rights. Yet our Senators will vote on this amendment in the next 48 hours.

It’s urgent that we speak up now. This hateful divisiveness has no place in America. Please join me in saying so, at:

http://www.moveon.org/unitednotdivided/

Equality in marriage is the civil rights issue of our generation. We can’t let anyone, or any group, be singled out for discrimination based on who they are or who they love.

Thank you.

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