tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62501582011-07-14T16:23:47.226-05:00 Well, you went in search of Justin...and you're going to get him. Every last excruciating detail of his life. Yes folks, that's right...from the wikked awesome, to the wicked luck, you'll hear about it all. Er, read it. Or something. Please, though. Read at your own risk. Nothing here is meant to offend, but it *is* how I feel, and I'm not going to change that for just anyone *wink*. So, read on, and beware the pygmies.Justinnoreply@blogger.comBlogger1081100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1110409834991445212005-03-09T17:09:00.000-06:002005-03-09T17:10:34.993-06:00

Well, the band webpage is up. http://www.stillline.com.It's still very minimal right now, but it will get better.In other news, I'm going completely batshit crazy right now. Call me, and I'll elaborate.

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So...I took pictures of the work that has been consuming my life lately, and decided it was time to post them for your enjoyment. Keep in mind I am no photographer, and the lighting on these is terrible...but you should be able to see the kind of stuff I'm doing, at least. First, I want to post a list of the rules I had to follow when constructing these. Now, for the most part, each model

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1107509211188929962005-02-04T03:26:00.000-06:002005-02-04T03:26:51.186-06:00

I miss you. Do you miss me?

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I'm really, really sick of doing models, guys. On the bright side, I'll probably be posting pictures of them sometime soon...that way you can get some idea of what it is that has been completely consuming my life lately. Most akward thing EVAR: roomate and best friend in bed together when you wake up. Also, my goddamn foot still hurts. Has since Thursday...feels bruised. More later.

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1106203517103101702005-01-20T01:42:00.000-06:002005-01-20T00:45:17.103-06:00

There's nothing like the bitter cold and lonliness found at the top of a parking garage at 1 in the morning. I felt terribly sad and alone, but somehow ready to accept that everything might eventually be okay anyway. Try it sometime. Really.

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1105277526513825712005-01-09T07:06:00.000-06:002005-01-09T07:32:06.513-06:00

Okay guys, I'm really seriously shaken. I know this might sound funny/stupid, but I'm going to recount it anyway while it's still fresh in my mind. I was having a dream. In this dream, I was sitting in a restaurant not unlike Denny's, except it was darker and used cooler colors (greens, blues, etc). Through a long series of events, I was there with a group of people, one of which I was

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1104838791368800272005-01-04T05:16:00.000-06:002005-01-04T05:39:51.366-06:00

Yep. It's been another one of those days. That is to say, typical for me on break so far. It was rainy outside. So, I decided to stay in. Between playing video games, and reading "The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy" I managed to piss away the day until around 7pm. Then, I proceeded to fall asleep on the couch, where I remained until about 11:30. I woke up, put on some clothes, and headed

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1100705359118144102004-11-17T09:07:00.000-06:002004-11-17T09:29:19.116-06:00

So yeah. Yesterday. Started the day off with a shower that used up the last of my soap. I don't know if any of you know what I'm talking about here, but running out of soap in the shower is one of the most frustrating things ever! I didn't have enough left to fully clean myself...so my shins just got a rinse down. Ick. After that, headed to my arch lab, which, again, was a total waste of

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Hm. This weekend. Interesting stuff, that. I believe I last posted Wednesday, so I'll start from Thursday. Thursday night was...interesting. Not that I actually did a whole lot on that night...but one of my friends here did tell another friend a secret. The thing is, the girl she told kind of already knew...and I really didn't mind her telling anyway. In any case, it makes things rather

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1100186528077490372004-11-11T09:05:00.000-06:002004-11-11T09:22:08.076-06:00

Yes. I just got back from the studio portion of my Anatomy of Buildings class. What a waste of time. I really need to not go to that as often...but I feel required to, since it is a class in my major. It's completely miserable outside today. Very cold. Very rainy. And very, very windy. So windy, in fact, that my umbrella is now ruined. I'm more than a little upset by that...since I will be

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1100104601798997032004-11-10T10:07:00.000-06:002004-11-10T10:36:41.796-06:00

Hm, been a few days since I last posted. Sorry about that, I've been a bit busy. Yes, so. Let me tell you all a story called "Justin is Raped by the Bookstore". It begins innocently enough. In my Anatomy of Buildings class, I have a test coming up tomorrow (Tues). So, being the good student I am, I decided that I probably ought to at least skim over the reading that I was supposed to have been

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1099508450081234752004-11-03T13:47:00.000-06:002004-11-03T13:00:50.080-06:00

Wow, reopening the blog today. Weird stuff, that. I'm on facebook now too. Look me up at http://uillinois.thefacebook.com/. It's really interesting how that whole thing works. Lets see here, things in my life. Last night I saw Chevelle. They rock. I finished up the show drenched in sweat (most of it not mine) and with my favorite pair of pants completely ruined. So yeah, it was a good

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1093363615730121362004-08-24T11:06:00.000-05:002004-08-24T11:06:55.730-05:00

Sometimes, the lonliness becomes unbearable.

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Today. Worst day ever. ...okay, not really. But it was pretty bad. I had a fire alarm-interrupted orientation session followed by parking pass purchasing, a meal alone, a terrible band practice proceeded by the virtual dissolution of my band, and then the worst movie ever. Fill in the gaps between with a pervading sense of lonliness, and you have an idea of my day. Whatever you do, don't

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1093073482125356332004-08-21T02:21:00.000-05:002004-08-21T02:31:22.126-05:00

Well, first day back at school. I'd say it went pretty well. Last night I had a really difficult time getting to sleep, so I didn't wake up util late this morning. I'd say I pulled myself out of bed by 9 o'clock. I took one look at my carpet in my room, and decided it wasn't worth trying to remove it from under my furniture. Fortunately, my mother had an old, musty oriental rug in the garage

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1090622092520947012004-07-23T17:26:00.000-05:002004-07-23T17:37:06.816-05:00

Yes, I know I haven't blocked in ages.  And no, I don't intend to blog again until school starts.  If you want to know about my life, call me!  Be prepared when I go back to school, though.  This will be chock full of Justin-y stuffs.  Indeed. Now, the real purpose of this post.  In a very short time, the Champaign-based band to which I belong, Aviant Nothing, will be putting up a website and

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Well, I went over to Brian's place tonight to help him build his studio. Good times, that. His house reminds me of the kind of tiny place that really really old people go to die. It's kind of a weird place...but it does have a garage that we are revamping into a studio. When I got there, about 8 feet of one wall had been insulated and soundproofed. We proceeded to finish the rest of the

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1083788447146769832004-05-05T15:11:00.000-05:002004-05-05T15:25:12.700-05:00

Well, I have good news and bad news. The good news is that Mel now has a blog. Check it out at http://toastmelba.blogspot.com. Please, though, don't steal it. It is intended as a gift, and I think she will change the password soon anyways...so just don't post in it, even though you can. Be considerate here, folks. The bad news is it appears that Angelfire is no longer hosting off-site

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1083713617209215292004-05-04T18:32:00.000-05:002004-05-04T18:37:26.030-05:00

Yes, with a capital S. I thought his explanation of things was pretty interesting, and he brings up a few good points. Go check it out. Leave a comment. Doo it!

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Alright. Here they are. Two really, really low quality Aviant Nothing songs. Keep in mind, you can barely hear the lead guitar in these, which eliminates a lot of coolness. Still though, I think it gives a pretty indicative view of our stuff. Enjoy! This Place Unicorn

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1083295966868792272004-04-29T22:30:00.000-05:002004-04-29T22:37:04.576-05:00

I've mentioned before my TA in East Asian Literature Classics, and how I really enjoy him. Just to give you an idea of what he's like, I'm going to post an email I recieved from him tonight. This is almost beyond me. Damn smart guy. Dear Students, Prof. Pastreich referred to me that some of you are aware of being confused over the counsel I have offered in class this week. As a reminder, I

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Everyone needs to make fun of this guy. Like, now. Do it. It's required of you. http://billysumday.blogspot.com/

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Well, I posted some pictures to a new section. Check 'em out. You can always get to the photo gallery by clicking on the sidebar uner "My Work" too, if you're so inclined. Enjoy them...they're all pretty good.

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...is the name of the current BS paper. I only have one more to BS after this one, thankfully. Sigh. It wouldn't be so bad if I actually cared about this crap. I'm also afraid, because our T.A. is some sort of philosophical prodigy. I have this distinct feeling that no matter what I write, he is going to rip it to shreds and give me a bad grade anyways. Oh well. Because of the

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1083218792062566292004-04-29T00:52:00.000-05:002004-04-29T01:10:48.763-05:00

I'm kinda tired, so this one won't be real long. Basically, I just wanted to comment on a great happening in my life, recently. I went to check my mail today (in part as an excuse to check out the 40-year-old Surf band at Fat Don's, as sad as that is) and I was pleasantly surprised by somethign that I had seen in probably a year now. I had recieved Musican's Porn! Actually, it's called "

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1083122832423012282004-04-27T20:02:00.000-05:002004-04-27T22:31:27.420-05:00

Well, the title says it all. In this IM conversation, we discuss rap...with just enough profanity to destroy any credibility the arguments might have. Enjoy!

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Alright, I created a new blog page for the "IM of the Day" bit. Whenever you see the above icon, click on it, and it will take you directly to the new IM session that I posted. Hopefully this will help cut the spam on my main page.

IMfeednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1083108079338153942004-04-27T18:21:00.000-05:002004-04-27T18:25:59.483-05:00

Well blog-fans, I've decided to try something new and exciting. I am going to attempt to begin posting interesting IM convos that I have (with the help of Trillian's log feature) using a new look. That way, you all can see a large part of my life that otherwise goes unknown. Note: I will ask you permission before I post an IM...so don't worry about me posting anything private. Otherwise,

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I've been thinking a lot today about my meal plan. It's really a pretty interesting program. I pay something like $6k a year for room and board. Now, I get plenty of use out of my room...but the board goes to waste, more than not. Let us make a generous assumption and say that maybe $1500 of that goes to pay for my meal plan. That money is basically going to waste. It's weird. I only

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1082699216979553412004-04-23T00:37:00.000-05:002004-04-23T00:51:04.873-05:00

Oh man. I just spent an hour messing with Fruity Loops instead of researching...and I came across a directory that consisted of the stuff that users before me did using the program. I'm in awe. Just...so good. Fruity Loops is such an uber-powerful program...I think this summer I will try my best to learn it. Today was blah. I woke up after not-enough sleep, and had to force myself to both

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1082579554754181932004-04-21T15:30:00.000-05:002004-04-21T15:36:40.936-05:00

Well, instead of doing homework this afternoon I typed up a chapter from a book, explaining what Buddhism has to say about love. Read The Four Immeasurable Minds and be enlightened. Or at least amused. Or something.

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Well, with the Aviant Nothing show coming up on Sunday, pressure was put on me to design some sort of keychain for the band. I opted to go with a double-sided design. I hope that is feasible. If not, it will probably just be the blue one, or maybe even some of both. Anyways, tell me what you think.

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Well...Aviant Nothing is playing a gig on Sunday, and once again I was drafted to design the show flyer. Tell me what you think, and show up Sunday if you're in C/U and not busy

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1082398196675601352004-04-19T13:09:00.000-05:002004-04-19T13:15:02.153-05:00

As she breathes even .....slowly I open my eyes; Even now I dream.

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Oh man. Just spent the stupidest 3 hours of my life. 3 hours, trying to write a manifesto I could have written myself, and better, in 30 minutes. The amount of illiteracy in my group is astounding. I really don't see how they are passing the class. Let me tell you a story called "Pass on Gas". For Rhetoric 108 we have to now do a group project, which involves a manifesto of some sort, and a

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1082078883451446562004-04-15T20:23:00.000-05:002004-04-15T20:32:01.716-05:00

Well, I still have to write some for EALC tonight, so in the interest of conserving my motivation for that, I'm not going to give you a real post. Instead you get two observations. Justin's current Worst Thing Ever (WTE): I hate it when you have a nightmare so incredibly bad that you wake up and are afraid of going back to sleep (because you know the nightmare will just continue from where you

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-108186837221707492004-04-13T09:49:00.000-05:002004-04-13T10:03:26.716-05:00

Yep. I'm supposed to be in class now...for the next 7 minutes or so, anyways. God damn. It seems that a weird combination of events caused me to miss my history lecture...and the strangeness of the ordeal leads me to believe that maybe I just wasn't supposed to make it to this one. Here's a numbered list (in chronological order) of the things that happened to prevent me from making it there

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1081728468156100692004-04-11T18:59:00.000-05:002004-04-11T19:11:41.140-05:00

Yes. So. Easter Weekend. Friday night didn't do a whole lot of anything. I called Rob and went over and hung with Rob and Matt for a bit when I got home. Wesleyan was pretty much emptied out for the weekend, so it was nice. We played some Mario Party 4 (which Matt and I just *barely* lost) and then Matt and I played some Magic: the Gathering. That was about it for Friday. Sat, I helped

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1081486266748747142004-04-08T23:44:00.000-05:002004-04-08T23:54:55.310-05:00

Today. What a bland day. I didn't fall asleep until 3:30 last night because of Ed. The unfortunate affect of this was that I woke up really close to when I had to be in class. I considered just not going, but vetoed the idea after a lengthy internal debate, and mosey'd over to Lincoln hall. It turned out I didn't really have to be there. Poo. After that, I came back and finished War with

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1081450755999590522004-04-08T13:58:00.000-05:002004-04-08T14:03:03.873-05:00

Eeew...my yaho page tells me that today's word is "eulogy". Scary stuff, that. I hope none of you are planning on dying today. I know I'm not. Now, what would be really weird is if I died, today, after saying that. *shudder*

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1081398495215132592004-04-07T23:24:00.000-05:002004-04-07T23:32:02.686-05:00

Wow. We didn't really have band practice tonight, 'cause Jack had to work at the Canopy. Instead, we got together with a guy who will hopefully end up the singer/frontman to our band. Holy shit, the guy was amazing. He was very hair-metal influenced, but his voice was more modern sounding than that. Think Echocast, with a very tiny hint of hair metal. Crap guys. If we can get him, this

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1081365129799339862004-04-07T14:00:00.000-05:002004-04-07T14:15:56.950-05:00

Well, it's been ages since I've really blogged. There are a few reasons for that, but I'll get to those in a second. For now, let me just say that this pattern needs to end--mostly because I'm getting tired of starting each entry off with an apology for not posting! Now for stuff. I've been super busy/distracted lately. For one, all of my classes have had a ton of reading. Since I came home

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1080603107560508612004-03-29T17:27:00.000-06:002004-03-29T17:35:22.293-06:00

Well, I haven't blogged in probably two weeks now. A whole lot more has happened in those two weeks than I feel like describing now, so I'll just share the bit of knowledge I picked up: Never, ever, EVER believe everything you think. Trust me, most of it is wrong or incomplete. Anyways, I hope to really blog later tonight, and then get back in the habit of updating this thing now that I'm at

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1079416674830532532004-03-15T23:56:00.000-06:002004-03-16T00:01:11.186-06:00

Yeah, okay. I'm guilty of it again. Today, instead of blogging, I'm going to leave you with this to think about: How the hell can a human being make a room smell like wet dog? Check tomorrow for a real entry! :-P

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1078985628300845722004-03-11T00:11:00.000-06:002004-03-11T00:16:57.623-06:00

Oh man! Oh man! Oh man! I just took part in writing the best song to date. It's called "Run", and, frankly, I could see it being played on the radio, or at least a big hit at shows. Up until this point, none of our songs have felt this good. AAAND, my bassline in the song is the best I've written in a long time. So, in conclusion, woo for music. Goodnight!

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1078896489055372832004-03-09T23:15:00.000-06:002004-03-09T23:31:51.873-06:00

Oh man. I love music so much. I just spent the last 3 hours watching music videos and just enjoying the songs. Not judging, or anything. Just...enjoying it. Gaaah! So good. I was reminded again why I love music so much. There's just something about it...it's far more relaxing/stimulating than anything else I could possibly imagine. I prefer music to video of any time. Do you remember

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1078887982031885732004-03-09T20:52:00.000-06:002004-03-09T21:09:29.966-06:00

Today has been wholly uneventful. I woke up at 8, when the alarm went off, and promptly decided that I valued 45 mintues of extra sleep more than a shower. So, that went well, and I still made it to my history lecture on time. The professor was lecturing on the book that I'm currently reading for that class, so I just kind of zoned out most of the hour. When I got back home, I just kind of

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Yes, I know that it has been quite a long time since I've blogged, and for that I apologize. Life lately has left me in a state of profound lonely sadness, so I haven't had the energy to blog much. Today was long. Very, very long. Like, 300 pages long. Literally. My day consisted of: Wake up (9am, still tired and drugged up from my nightime medicine) Shower (all of the showers but one

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-107834990276504762004-03-03T15:33:00.000-06:002004-03-03T15:41:21.793-06:00

Revelation of the day: My school is a Big Ten school and as such it takes an hour to walk across campus and back. I had to take a stroll up to the Beckman Institute today in order to participate in one of the mandatory psych experiments I had enrolled in. Now my feet hurt. The Beckman institute is weird looking too. Kind of futuristic in a "geometry meets University Brick" way. The inside

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1078282482897805532004-03-02T20:36:00.000-06:002004-03-02T20:58:11.373-06:00

It's been a few days since I posted. There are several good reasons for this. The first one is called a weekend spent in Bloomington. The next one, a pair of 4-5 page papers. The final, a wonderful thing called D20 Modern. It's a roleplaying system based roughly off of AD&D...and it's become my new fascination. to me at least, it seems a lot better than any of the systems I've had

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Well, as the title suggests, I finished my paper and got it in by the 5pm deadline. It was entitled "Romanticism as a Counter-Historical Movement" and is esentially a marxist view of Frankenstein and Romanticism. I might post it here sometime. Anyway, I had to walk over to Gregory Hall to turn it in...and damn is it nice outside. Like, insanely nice. I hope this weather is here to stay. I

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I'm currently writing my history paper, and will return to that soon. I just wanted to post on something that I just realized. I think this is incredibly interesting, but I haven't had the time to really explore the implications yet...I want to see what you all think too. I realized that, when producing work for my classes of a subjective nature (that is, speeches, projects, papers...anything

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1077749559745595742004-02-25T16:47:00.000-06:002004-02-25T16:55:40.653-06:00

Something else I realized while writing that last post (I'm posting it here because it's off topic from the last one, and wouldn't have been appropriate in that post). The more that I let people know about who I am and what I feel and think, the more they tend to like me. Is personality, then, merely a function of society? By that, I mean, do people with more personality or attractive

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1077749192944565652004-02-25T16:32:00.000-06:002004-02-25T16:49:22.153-06:00

You know, I just realized that I kind of enjoy blogging. It makes me feel really productive. I know that whatever I type in here, anything at all, will appear out there somewhere, and be preserved for a long time (not sure if they EVER delete archives or what). I think one of the things I'm really struggling with right now is balancing my need to be productive and to feel like I'm actually

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1077747914103902322004-02-25T16:23:00.000-06:002004-02-25T16:28:03.593-06:00

I spent today in my room, instead of going to class. It was only one class anyways, and the professor isn't here this week. What do I have to show from it? The realization that my room faces in the worst possible direction (east) for sunlight purposes. Also, I found several different ways to escape from reality (read: play games) and I spent the vast portion of today thinking about those,

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1077728370729679952004-02-25T10:56:00.000-06:002004-02-25T11:02:19.436-06:00

Yeah, the band thing last night went real bad. We sounded like crap, weren't playing together, and there were like 6 people there. Whatever. For a while now, every day I feel a little more alone. I don't see this trend reversing itself in the near future either, so if I still exist to you, let me know about it, okay? I could really use some friends.

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1077550680702736522004-02-23T09:32:00.000-06:002004-02-23T09:40:46.856-06:00

Yeah, it's been almost a week since I really blogged. Again, this won't be a real post. If I get time, I'll put up a real one later today. I just wanted to tell you all about my insane dream...or what I remember of it. Basically, it took place here. I was in the bathroom, and this black guy who looked like a normal sized version of Gary Coleman was offering me a drug he called "knife". He

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1077001935666929372004-02-17T01:10:00.000-06:002004-02-17T11:46:21.950-06:00

Hey, once again, not a real post. I just wanted you all to check out the show poster I made for the band I'm in, and leave suggestions. You can view it here. I appreciate your imput!

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I know I haven't posted in a few days, and I think again you are going to need to wait a bit. I spent today reading (prolly somewhere upwards of 600 pages, no joke) and I'm really not in a post-making mood. I figured I owed you something, though. Now I'm off to try and design a band logo. Later, all.

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Also, I don't know if you've noticed or not, but this page has now been visited more than 1000 times. Considering the number of people I know, that pretty much leads me to think that we need to find something better to do ;-) Anyways, yay 1000! It's been about 2 months, any guesses on how long it will take for 2000?

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I don't have a whole lot to report on, so instead I will entertain you with some of my thoughts of the day. That is, after a quick summary ;-p Woke up at 8, took a shower. I spent forever trying to decide what to wear (I felt like a woman) and finally settled on a black sweatshirt-thingy I didn't know I had. Whee. Went to my History discussion, where we were discussing Mary Shelly's

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1076609006185363402004-02-12T11:47:00.000-06:002004-02-12T12:05:57.840-06:00

Er, French Onion soup. I just tried it for the first time ever today at lunch, and I've come to the conclusion that the French knew what they were doing. It's extremely good...like, better than Ramen good. Add some pepper in there...oh yeah. I'm sensing a new addiction coming on. Anyways. I lied about blogging yesterday. I thought about doing it several times, but ended up playing video

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1076392366377129842004-02-09T23:32:00.000-06:002004-02-09T23:55:13.873-06:00

Well. It's been a long time since I've had a chance to blog...I mostly attribute that to the fact that I have become horribly addicted to Desert Combat. It's a Battlefield 1942 mod that simulates the Iraqi War pretty well. I've come to enjoy killing American soldiers probably more than I should...but can you blame me? With Bush doing things like this: In addition to his appearance at a

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1076040314440382732004-02-05T21:47:00.000-06:002004-02-05T22:07:36.983-06:00

Wow. Thanks to my handy-dandy TI-89, I am now finished with my math homework. And I only missed 2 problems! (online assignments grade immediately). I'm very impressed with myself right now. Calc is tough! I didn't do a whole lot today. I woke up an hour early, and took a long, relaxing shower. Then I actually got a chance to go over to a different dining hall and grab breakfast. That was

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1076035199365166802004-02-05T20:19:00.000-06:002004-02-05T20:42:21.483-06:00

I submit, for your approval, a rough draft of the short editorial I had to write for my Rhetoric class. Do me a favor and actually edit it, and leave your suggestions in the comments. I need to write a final copy by Wednesday. So, without further ado, I present: * * * * * "Is War the Right Approach?" Without a doubt, warfare has always been a costly solution, and without complete victory,

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1075870686382160422004-02-03T22:55:00.000-06:002004-02-03T23:00:25.466-06:00

Well, I'm not really going to post about today...I just spent several hours making music using Fruity Loops instead of studying...I *did*, however, make something neat. You can get it here. I'll eventually get a page made to store my music on, but until then, just use the direct link...and tell me what you think!

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1075831368668330532004-02-03T12:01:00.000-06:002004-02-03T12:05:07.903-06:00

Well, I've posted a (half) completed links page uner "My Works". I included a brief description of each link, as well as actually creating a link for each address for you lazy folk. Please comment on a site if you like it or whatever. I should finish up with more links later on...and as always, send me any links you think should be a part of that page and I'll get them posted.

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Confucius say: Odor of rotten eggs and slick, frozen slush makes for bad morning. (I'm not crazy...really!) Also, am I the only person that finds sirens wailing over a dead, frozen landscape kind of chilling? This must be what the end of the world is like.

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The title says it all. What does this have to do with you? Well, you get fun links. 'Cause I'm bored. Maybe we can exchange cool stuff or something, huh guys? Leave any links you think people should enjoy in the comments, and I'll add a links section containing all of these soon. Have a heart, and donate a website to a bored college student. Anyways, here's my contribution: http://

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I just wanted to point out that I am now on the third month of archives...nearly a quarter of a year! Actually, those kind of lie...it will be two months on the 26th. Still though, I propose some sort of special happening to celebrate this event. Maybe something new here...or maybe something even cooler. Leave me comments suggesting ideas on what I should do, and I'll get on it! Bloggin' it

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Today has been dominated by the weather. More specifically, my difficulties in traversing the ground here. See, Champaign/Urbana just doesn't devote any money to cleaning up snow...nor does the University. Net result: lots and lots of slippage. The entire campus is covered in a layer of slush from the frozen rain of today...and so getting to class is much, much more difficult than it

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1075492022922989722004-01-30T13:09:00.000-06:002004-02-02T22:54:22.810-06:00

I think I've figured out what it is that I dislike about the students on this campus so much. Let me illuminate with a short anecdote. After spending an hour today in the basement of the Illini Union building, reading Mary Shelly and enjoying a plate of fast food-grade Chinese food, I conceded that it was indeed time for me to pack up and head to class. Normally this is a minor annoyance, but

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1075438443290545132004-01-29T22:31:00.000-06:002004-01-29T22:56:15.593-06:00

Well, here I am again. Sorry about that outburst yesterday...I'm just super stressed, and it's really entirely the fault of math homework that I work on for hours each night. Oh well. Today. I slept through my History lecture. Seeing as how I actually enjoy history, that kind of bothered me...but I don't consider it a skip since I can get the lecture notes online and that's all I write down

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Math wins. Fuck this.

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Well, it seems it's that time again. I would think that by now you guys would be sick of reading about me ;-) I've been real stressed. Like, really, really stressed. It's this dark, broody feeling hovering just over my shoulder for the last few days. I've given it a name. For those of you familiar with it, it is called Calculus. For those of you not, let me just say that it is simple

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1075131538594113862004-01-26T09:26:00.000-06:002004-01-26T09:41:06.373-06:00

Been a few days again. I need to work on keeping up this habit. Saturday was alright. I sat around and played Knights of the Old Republic until band practice (I'm doing incredibly well in that game...I have 3 jedi now, all with lightsabers of some sort, as well as a man-hating combat assassin droid that speaks sand-people. Yes, I know I'm a loser. Leave me be.) At 10 till 6 I headed over to

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1074901166635229892004-01-23T17:26:00.000-06:002004-01-23T17:41:30.576-06:00

Let me start off by saying that all I've really done the last two days is play Star Wars: Kights of the Old Republic. Just to get that out of the way. So yesterday. *checks schedule* Oh yes. It was Thursday. My toughest, most grueling day of the week. 4 whole classes! And so much free time in the evening! *gasp* It was rough, let me tell you. Okay, so what did I really do yesterday?

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1074833318799120982004-01-22T22:48:00.000-06:002004-01-22T22:50:41.513-06:00

No blog tonight. Look for an update on today, tomorrow.

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Well, this sucks. Apparently Ed or myself opened an email that contained a virus, because now the university has shut off the ResNet to our room *again*. Thus, I am currently sitting in the basement of a building built in such a way as to prevent the basement from being destroyed in the event of a nuclear attack (the Foreign Language building; it doesn't work, btw) and attempting to convey the

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Today hasn't been bad, thus far. I woke up when my alarm went off at 8:00...nothing unusual there. I took a shower (but didn't get one of the larger, side stalls. Damnit!). I made it out to the bus in plenty of time, but there were so many people waiting for it, I just decided to walk. It was freezing. Like, ass freezing. Yeah, that cold. I made it to my 9 o'clock class (first of the

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1074577020795855422004-01-19T23:35:00.000-06:002004-01-19T23:40:53.000-06:00

Oh, almost forgot. Matt and Rob have a weblog up now...it's devoted to them arguing. Could be good fun...especially once I get around to making them a decent template and get rid of that horrid orange default they're using now. Anyways, check it out. Zombies on the March.

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Well, I'm back now. Sigh. I spent the majority of the day getting my room in order, and settling in to the place again. It's going to be a long semester. So today. Didn't get a whole lot done really. Woke up, played some Chrono Trigger...just generally bummed around until my mom got off work so I could head back to town. Ooh, we found my other stereo speaker, so I brought that back to

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1074497983938651902004-01-19T01:27:00.000-06:002004-01-19T01:41:41.483-06:00

Tonight has been interesting in a mundane sort of way. I showered, and decided that I would run some errands before heading over to Wesleyan to see Kathryn one last time before I left. First, I stopped by Rob's place to pick up a guitar cord (I need it for my bass!)...and quite suprisingly Rob was there! Er, I guess not really suprisingly, since he always eats dinner on Sunday off of campus,

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1074465517238754052004-01-18T16:28:00.000-06:002004-01-18T16:40:34.280-06:00

Well. It's Sunday evening. Tomorrow I head back to school, and Tuesday I start class. I've really been wanting to head back to school lately, but now that it's confronting me, I'm not so sure. I'm *really* not looking forward to Calc 2 (Math 130, whatever), and I think it's going to be super lonely again. Especially since I probably won't be back in town every weekend like last semester.

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Okay, this post may or may not end up being long...I'm forcing myself to take a break from Chrono Trigger to write it. I'll start with yesterday. Interesting day, that. I didn't wake up until 11:30, I think. I took my time getting ready (and, I ate ramen...OUT OF A BOWL!!! ;-) and just played some Breath of Fire IV. My mother came home around 2, and while she was briefly here, Steve

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Well, I figured out what was wrong with my webcam. I was pretty much going over my monthly bandwidth limit on Angelfire about twice a day...and each time I did, they just suspended my account. So I've got a solution in place that I hope will fix that. I set the image on this page to update every 60 seconds only...so that if you're just on the page looking around, you won't be using much

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1074114679178871642004-01-14T15:05:00.000-06:002004-01-14T15:13:11.060-06:00

Well, today has been long. Between last night and today, I've spent probalby 12 hours working on this blog. It has, however, paid off. I now have a webcam set up! It is supposed to refresh every 10 seconds, but I think it takes a little longer than that, since the image is actually loading from another webpage. Right now the cam is set up at my aunt's, but it should be moved to my room at

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1074068761121832482004-01-14T02:24:00.000-06:002004-01-14T02:27:52.076-06:00

Well, I added a few new updates. I now have a counter (which gives me the neat ability to track the webpage you were at before this one, and the one you go to when you leave) as well as a woefully small friends section that I hope to quickly expand. Now though, I sleep. Or read. One of the two. Later!

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Random things on my mind: My blog is the only way I can tell what date it is. One of the cats here keeps getting stuck behind the couch and mewing for help with a really cute "mew-mew". It's nearly cute enough that I don't mind the stupid thing when it falls back there 5 minutes later. It's now less than 4o minutes before I win yet another copy of the "Arc the Lad" collection on E-bay. This

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1074021565191736262004-01-13T13:16:00.000-06:002004-01-13T13:21:15.483-06:00

Well, as you can see, I've been fiddling with my blog layout for the last few hours. I hope you all enjoy it! I'm looking to create a full webpage to back this thing up pretty soon here, so I would appreciate it much if you all would email me your website/email so that I can include it on the page when I get that running...you'll note there's a link to my email over on the right, so you don't

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1074012786929330172004-01-13T10:33:00.000-06:002004-01-13T10:54:56.623-06:00

Sorry folks. I know it's been ages since I last posted, but I've been really busy this last weekend and really haven't been up to it when I've returned home each night. Brief summary since last time: saw Big Fish (good movie) with Kathryn and Mel and the art crowd. Made a spaghetti dinner in the 7th floor lounge of Munsel/Ferguson (and made me realize that I enjoy cooking more than I knew...I

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1073589122374809182004-01-08T12:42:00.000-06:002004-01-08T13:14:40.363-06:00

Well. One of the benefits of being broody is that I tend to get analytical, so, for your benefit, I submit a rant on the perks of one of my favorite bands, the Smashing Pumpkins. Perhaps the best way to tell about the Pumpkins is to share a bit of their history. Billy Corgan, lead singer/songwriter/frontman for the Pumpkins began his musical career playing metal guitar with a couple of bands.

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-Billy Corgan, of the Smashing Pumpkins That about sums up my feelings right now. I'm not sure why, but right now I'm in a god awful mood. Something about being here just makes me feel kind of stagnant and wasted...and at this point, I would just rather be back at school. I feel like the longer I stay in town, now, the better chance I have at screwing things up with someone, and I really hate

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1073461143095714842004-01-07T01:27:00.000-06:002004-01-07T01:39:22.376-06:00

I'm pretty much exhausted, so expect this post to be relatively short. Today, all in all, has been very good. I woke up relatively early (like 10 after going to bed at 2am) and sat around reading Lila for a bit. I got an early shower, and ate some Garlic Chipotle salsa and Tostitos. Good stuff. Then, I went and got my hair trimmed (so that I can grow it out), and I rented Michael Moore's '

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1073373973510391632004-01-06T00:41:00.000-06:002004-01-06T01:26:32.680-06:00

Today. Unusual day. First of all, I woke up early. Like, 10:30 after a 3am betime early. Whoa. Then I read some, and showered, and played some Arc the Lad until Aaron called me and asked for some help moving stuff out of his room. So, after about 10 min of chisling ice (not bad after the nearly half-hour spent last night) I was on my way to his house. Got there, and we left for his dorm.

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1073270881834402472004-01-04T20:34:00.000-06:002004-01-04T20:49:19.950-06:00

So today. Wow. I've done next to nothing all day long. Lucky you, now you get to read about it! I believe I "woke up" at 11 am. I was actually up a few times before that, but I just declined to open my eyes, and so immediately fell back asleep. I got some breakfast, and read some Lila (I would recommend that to anyone who wants a new way of looking at the world...that book, and Pirsig's

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1073197919326087992004-01-04T00:29:00.000-06:002004-01-04T00:32:17.840-06:00

Talia: mm, Tori. This will sound weird, but Tori Amos is hot. Seriously. Hot. Justin: (laughs) no, I understand. Talia: just...yeah. I am a fan of males and all but...yeah. I would instantly marry Tori Amos. Even if she is a little...weird. There you have it. Tori Amos is HOTT...or something...

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1073196917018458262004-01-03T23:58:00.000-06:002004-01-04T00:15:35.773-06:00

Well, it's been forever since I've blogged. Like, two or three days! Reason being: the computer here at my aunt's was hopelessly bogged down with spyware. Fortunately, on a suggestion from Rob's sister, I downloaded Ad-Aware and ran it. Now the thing seems to be running fine. Net result: more voyeurism for you! I know that there was a lot of things that I wanted to post about in the last

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1072948861813604362004-01-01T02:48:00.000-06:002004-01-01T03:21:19.730-06:00

Well. It's 2004. Not much different from 2003 really. So. I'll start by telling about the overnight. Counter Strike was good...it lasted a few hours, and then things just sort of died off when Fey and Conte switched to Day of Defeat. Not soon after that, Aaron and Katie left. Then, I spent hours talking to Kathryn while Rob MASTERED Defend the Castle. He had the game beating itself for

Justinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6250158.post-1072855693316078522003-12-31T01:25:00.000-06:002003-12-31T01:28:30.846-06:00

Well, tonight has been interesting. I'm currently at an overnight LAN party...supposedly playing Counterstrike. My name is "I_Freebase_Chicken_Nuggets". Yeah. So there it is. Fun stuff, that. And it was completely free to me. Thanks Katie! Tonight we watched Pulp Fiction. Excellent movie. Classic lines. What more can I say? Probably should get back to the killing, so this will be my

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