So I'm just kind of chilling around on my day off school. . . Applying online to a few jobs. Whatever happened to the days of actual interaction?! Maybe a little cleaning, maybe some video games. I'm so tired of not having a job. It was okay for the first few months, but now after about a year and then some of not having a steady ob that I like, it's starting to be a bit old. Well...I'm off to find food and stuff my face a bit. Talk to you all later.
--Chris
Tuesday, April 26, 2005
Wednesday, April 20, 2005
Multiplicative....*hahaha*
Just say it..."multiplicative." Sounds pretty cool doesn't it. I think so, too.
Well got up not quite as early as I had hoped to. Bed and snuggling felt too nice. Eventually I made it out of bed and left almost when I had planned. Made it to class with about 5 minutes til. Not too bad, but I like to be early.
I'm hoping that Darbi is reading this from home because she feels like crap recently and is nauseous (sp.) and all that. But she said this morning, "F*ck it; I'm going to work anyway." Well, I tried to talk her into staying home but she's as obstinate as I am. I woulda went to work probably too.
So I get out of bed, get ready, and hop in Molly (my super awesome van) and drive down to school in Deer Park. Looooong drive, but I didn't even come close to falling asleep. So far in all my travels, I've not dozed off while driving Molly. She's too fun to drive...that and the steering is a little loose. So you have to constantly make minute adjustments to stay on the road. And no power steering for me. Just a mega huge steering wheel.
Well I'm super hungry and have sandwiches waiting for me in the van. Gotta give an oral presentation of my english research paper in a few hours too, so i figure i oughta practice a little.
I'll talk at ya'll later on everyone. Take it easy and be as cool as you want to.
--Chris
Well got up not quite as early as I had hoped to. Bed and snuggling felt too nice. Eventually I made it out of bed and left almost when I had planned. Made it to class with about 5 minutes til. Not too bad, but I like to be early.
I'm hoping that Darbi is reading this from home because she feels like crap recently and is nauseous (sp.) and all that. But she said this morning, "F*ck it; I'm going to work anyway." Well, I tried to talk her into staying home but she's as obstinate as I am. I woulda went to work probably too.
So I get out of bed, get ready, and hop in Molly (my super awesome van) and drive down to school in Deer Park. Looooong drive, but I didn't even come close to falling asleep. So far in all my travels, I've not dozed off while driving Molly. She's too fun to drive...that and the steering is a little loose. So you have to constantly make minute adjustments to stay on the road. And no power steering for me. Just a mega huge steering wheel.
Well I'm super hungry and have sandwiches waiting for me in the van. Gotta give an oral presentation of my english research paper in a few hours too, so i figure i oughta practice a little.
I'll talk at ya'll later on everyone. Take it easy and be as cool as you want to.
--Chris
Monday, April 18, 2005
Van. At last !
SO...I called about Molly (my van) and P.N. said she'd be ready in about 30 minutes. So in about 20 m inutes I'm getting a ride down there, and driving my own wheels back up to the house. I'm soooooooooo fricking excited I hope I don't get in any accidents !! !! !! Woo !! !! !
See ya'll on the roads !
--Chris
See ya'll on the roads !
--Chris
The "damn faire", and my van.
So I was supposed to pick my van up Sunday after we get back from Scarborough Ren Faire. Woo !! Double blessing weekend ! Well...
On the way up we swung by and saw Darbi's mom and dad, then went up and some friends of mine. We more or less consider each other brother and sister. So me and Darbi have a comfortable place to stay on the weekends that we go to Fair. She lives only about 12 miles away. Alright !*grin* So we stay and visit, my "sis", her rascal of a boy (8yrs)and her beautiful daughter (8 mos)
Faire...wow. I love it. I still feel the call of the road, but school takes priority. Saw tons of people that I remember, and lots that remember me. One wants me to take photos of her for her portfolio. I'm starting to feel almost like a pro photgrapher. Wierd.
THEN we drive all the way back home. I call the guy to see if the van is ready to picked up and that he'll be there. He kind of sighs...and says no....not quite. He found a new leak cause some of the seals were wrong. Nothing too big, but nothing to let slide. The motor runs great and sounds wonderful, but leaks oil out of the push rod tubes. SO...hopefully today, after school, I shoudl be able to go pick it up. This time however I'm not getting my hopes up and hyping myself all over for it. Just in case.
I'll let everyone know how things go, and if I'm cruising around in my super-cool-mega-awesome fly ride. *grin* Woo !!
Take it easy all. Ya'll be cool out there.
--Chris
On the way up we swung by and saw Darbi's mom and dad, then went up and some friends of mine. We more or less consider each other brother and sister. So me and Darbi have a comfortable place to stay on the weekends that we go to Fair. She lives only about 12 miles away. Alright !*grin* So we stay and visit, my "sis", her rascal of a boy (8yrs)and her beautiful daughter (8 mos)
Faire...wow. I love it. I still feel the call of the road, but school takes priority. Saw tons of people that I remember, and lots that remember me. One wants me to take photos of her for her portfolio. I'm starting to feel almost like a pro photgrapher. Wierd.
THEN we drive all the way back home. I call the guy to see if the van is ready to picked up and that he'll be there. He kind of sighs...and says no....not quite. He found a new leak cause some of the seals were wrong. Nothing too big, but nothing to let slide. The motor runs great and sounds wonderful, but leaks oil out of the push rod tubes. SO...hopefully today, after school, I shoudl be able to go pick it up. This time however I'm not getting my hopes up and hyping myself all over for it. Just in case.
I'll let everyone know how things go, and if I'm cruising around in my super-cool-mega-awesome fly ride. *grin* Woo !!
Take it easy all. Ya'll be cool out there.
--Chris
Thursday, April 14, 2005
The icy grip of central air conditioning
Yes, I know I live in southeast TX, and yes, I know it doesn't get cold here. My issue however is that knowing these things to be true, I have still been waking up FREEZING for the past few mornings. This is not due to the weather. Well, at least not the weather being cold...it's actually because the weather is warm. One of our roommates has to have it super cold to sleep comfortably and even though we have the vents shut in our room, me and Darbi still receive a good bit of that chill central air and wake up miserable once we get out from under the covers.
Don't get me wrong, A/C does feel good at times. I however only need about 2 or three minutes of it until I am cool and then I start getting really cold. I don't like being cold. It's painful. Being a little skinny guy with no body fat, I exude heat but have no insulation to keep it in. So I can keep others warm, but just not myself.
Now if you put me in the sun, I can stay out there all day and sweat...I may complain, that's almost a guarantee. But it's not really heartfelt complaining; more like repeatedly commenting about how hot it is. When I complain about the cold however, I mean it. I've been in several conversations about why cold is better then hot because you can always put something more on to stay warm, but can only take off so much. I can't remember if I've mentioned this before, but all my friends know it -- I don't particularly like wearing clothes. The main reasons I cover up is a) public nudity is pretty much against the law, and b) courtesy. I know many people who don't necessarily want to see me naked. That's just not their thing, and that's cool. As much as I hate being cold, I've even been out in the snow naked. Not for very long mind you; just long enough to go out and either put the dog out on the tether, or to un hook her and let her back in the house. This was up in NY around Nov/Dec. Just a little chilly *lol* Clothing is just not really my thing.
Talking with my girlfriend Darbi the other day, she brought up a good point to counter the advocates for the cold. Although yes you can always put more clothes on to stay warm, you will have to eventually take them off. Unless you want to sleep in them and bathe in them. There will have to be a time when you are either naked, or nearly so. As for being to hot and only being able to take off so much, there are light and breezy clothes out there that keep you decently covered and at the same time allow you to be somewhat unclothed. My personal favourite is a sarong. Loose fitting, allows for plenty of air flow, easy to take off, and easy to grab and cover up when necessary. All this reminds me...I need to do something to tottaly block of the vents and hopefully keep that evil chill out. Whe you love heat and taking HOT showers, it's not fun at all to have to get out of your hot steamy shower, all wet and dripping into the icy air or your room.
Well we all have to deal with things at times. Such is life. I'm off to deal with this vent issue while I remember. Talk at everyone later. Take it easy, and be safe.
--Chris
Don't get me wrong, A/C does feel good at times. I however only need about 2 or three minutes of it until I am cool and then I start getting really cold. I don't like being cold. It's painful. Being a little skinny guy with no body fat, I exude heat but have no insulation to keep it in. So I can keep others warm, but just not myself.
Now if you put me in the sun, I can stay out there all day and sweat...I may complain, that's almost a guarantee. But it's not really heartfelt complaining; more like repeatedly commenting about how hot it is. When I complain about the cold however, I mean it. I've been in several conversations about why cold is better then hot because you can always put something more on to stay warm, but can only take off so much. I can't remember if I've mentioned this before, but all my friends know it -- I don't particularly like wearing clothes. The main reasons I cover up is a) public nudity is pretty much against the law, and b) courtesy. I know many people who don't necessarily want to see me naked. That's just not their thing, and that's cool. As much as I hate being cold, I've even been out in the snow naked. Not for very long mind you; just long enough to go out and either put the dog out on the tether, or to un hook her and let her back in the house. This was up in NY around Nov/Dec. Just a little chilly *lol* Clothing is just not really my thing.
Talking with my girlfriend Darbi the other day, she brought up a good point to counter the advocates for the cold. Although yes you can always put more clothes on to stay warm, you will have to eventually take them off. Unless you want to sleep in them and bathe in them. There will have to be a time when you are either naked, or nearly so. As for being to hot and only being able to take off so much, there are light and breezy clothes out there that keep you decently covered and at the same time allow you to be somewhat unclothed. My personal favourite is a sarong. Loose fitting, allows for plenty of air flow, easy to take off, and easy to grab and cover up when necessary. All this reminds me...I need to do something to tottaly block of the vents and hopefully keep that evil chill out. Whe you love heat and taking HOT showers, it's not fun at all to have to get out of your hot steamy shower, all wet and dripping into the icy air or your room.
Well we all have to deal with things at times. Such is life. I'm off to deal with this vent issue while I remember. Talk at everyone later. Take it easy, and be safe.
--Chris
Friday, April 08, 2005
Ah, sweet summertime...or at least close enough for me.
As written in my notebook around 12:45 pm this fine Friday afternoon:
So, it's lunchtime and I'm laying out in the grass at school in the middle of campus. I have plenty of green grass, a decent view of everyone that walks be, and a nice breeze every now and again. One problem: I'm sweating my balls off. Or just about. The sun is blazing down on me here in my black shirt, and not-so-thin short pants(which totally rock in my opinion). Why don't I just move over to a shay area? Not after 30 minutes? One hour? Because I'm a glutton for punishment. I do stuff like this quite often. I self punishment was a sport (and I'm not talking masochistic level) I'd be champion. Or at least a close third.
Maybe, just maybe, it's to prove to myself that I can take it. That I can handle what nature is dealing me and not fold to the dealer. I complain left and right, but I still LOVE it. I much rather prefer this to cold, or even to chilliness for any extended length of endurement. I don't even need to take 10 steps and I could be relaxing in the cool shade with the same green grass, the same hottie-scoping view, and the same cool breeze. Maybe it is a slight twisted form of masochism. Subjecting myself to this hour long roasting and smiling the whole time. Same thing goes for little bits of electricity too...woo ! But that's a whole other story for another time. I've actually got a few "shocking" stories...mmmmm....amperage...
Rarely, if ever, do I subject myself to there blissful miseries for attention or for public/social approval or acceptance. I'm not saying it's never happened for those reasons, but it'd be a rare occasion.
So my question for you. . .What blissful miseries do you subject yourself to? Roasting unnecessarily in the sun? Feeling the steady, secure squeeze of a corset or bodice? Bare feet on a steaming sidewalk? Repeated heartache for repeated reasons? Stiff drinks with their stinging burn in our throats?
What pain do you crave and endure just for the simple pleasure of a tolerable pain?
Crispity crunchy,
Chris
So, it's lunchtime and I'm laying out in the grass at school in the middle of campus. I have plenty of green grass, a decent view of everyone that walks be, and a nice breeze every now and again. One problem: I'm sweating my balls off. Or just about. The sun is blazing down on me here in my black shirt, and not-so-thin short pants(which totally rock in my opinion). Why don't I just move over to a shay area? Not after 30 minutes? One hour? Because I'm a glutton for punishment. I do stuff like this quite often. I self punishment was a sport (and I'm not talking masochistic level) I'd be champion. Or at least a close third.
Maybe, just maybe, it's to prove to myself that I can take it. That I can handle what nature is dealing me and not fold to the dealer. I complain left and right, but I still LOVE it. I much rather prefer this to cold, or even to chilliness for any extended length of endurement. I don't even need to take 10 steps and I could be relaxing in the cool shade with the same green grass, the same hottie-scoping view, and the same cool breeze. Maybe it is a slight twisted form of masochism. Subjecting myself to this hour long roasting and smiling the whole time. Same thing goes for little bits of electricity too...woo ! But that's a whole other story for another time. I've actually got a few "shocking" stories...mmmmm....amperage...
Rarely, if ever, do I subject myself to there blissful miseries for attention or for public/social approval or acceptance. I'm not saying it's never happened for those reasons, but it'd be a rare occasion.
So my question for you. . .What blissful miseries do you subject yourself to? Roasting unnecessarily in the sun? Feeling the steady, secure squeeze of a corset or bodice? Bare feet on a steaming sidewalk? Repeated heartache for repeated reasons? Stiff drinks with their stinging burn in our throats?
What pain do you crave and endure just for the simple pleasure of a tolerable pain?
Crispity crunchy,
Chris
Yay for friends ! !
Interesting stuff...apparently my friend Darbi can't get blogger to load right and publish her awesome post that she says she has written. I can and all I'm writing is this bit of nothingness.
Just got back from a pretty good time at Sam's Boat. Got to feel up my gal, another friend's gal, and another friend. Wish I could spend an evening giving the one friend an entire body rub, but she is not quite up to it because of the fact I have a gf and that she would mind, which she wouldn't. The band wasn't so good, though. Well, actually let me rephrase that. The band and the vocalist played well. The instrumental parts were good. JUst when it came to the singing. Hm. The vocalist sounded good as long as he wasn't singing anything that was loud and screamish, or emotionally strong. He had a good quiet voice, shall we say. But eventually the stopped, a few of my friends cheered quietly and high-fived each other, and the juke box started.
On a worse note, one of our friends got pulled over while driving a drunker friend home. Pulled over 'cause the trash-ed (yes, with two syllables) yelled out something he shouldn't have to a cop that had already pulled someone else over. Well, three tickets later for various reasons, they made it home. Man. . .
Well I'm off to bed and stuff. Hope I make it to school tomorrow in time to get donuts. Hope I have 1.20 to get donuts. Talk to all ya'll later. Be easy and take it safe.
The naked monkey dude
Chris
Tuesday, April 05, 2005
As an afterthought
Just cause some of you might be interested... I've got an alternate website not updated as often as this with phots from my journeys and travels and whatnot. PLease feel free to visit and comment about it.
http://nekidtater.tripod.com
Chris
http://nekidtater.tripod.com
Chris
insignificant post
I'm feeling a little uninspired for posting today, and low on creativity for off the wall stuff. . . So here are some bits of useless information form a book I bought the other day "Useless Knowledge" :
"The orginal name of Pepsi-Cola was Brad's Drink"
"PEZ Cnady was first marketed as a compressed peppermint candy over 70 years ago in Vienna, Austria. The name PEZ was derived from the German word for "peppermint"...PfeffErminZ. Today more thatn 3 billion PEZ candies are consumed annually in the United States alone."
"If one were todrive from Los Angeles, California , to Reno, Nevada, the direction in whinch he or she would be going is northwest."
"A ball of glass will bounce higher than a ball of rubber. A ball of solid steel will bounce higher than on e made entirely out of galss."
"A buccula is a little-used term for a person's double chin."
"Babies are born without kneecaps; they don't appear until the ages of 1-6 months old."
"Cold showers actually increase sexual arousal."
Alright...I mist be getting back to my english paper again. Enjoy these little useless bits of trivia. Impress your friends ! Until next time, take care and take it easy.
Christopher
"The orginal name of Pepsi-Cola was Brad's Drink"
"PEZ Cnady was first marketed as a compressed peppermint candy over 70 years ago in Vienna, Austria. The name PEZ was derived from the German word for "peppermint"...PfeffErminZ. Today more thatn 3 billion PEZ candies are consumed annually in the United States alone."
"If one were todrive from Los Angeles, California , to Reno, Nevada, the direction in whinch he or she would be going is northwest."
"A ball of glass will bounce higher than a ball of rubber. A ball of solid steel will bounce higher than on e made entirely out of galss."
"A buccula is a little-used term for a person's double chin."
"Babies are born without kneecaps; they don't appear until the ages of 1-6 months old."
"Cold showers actually increase sexual arousal."
Alright...I mist be getting back to my english paper again. Enjoy these little useless bits of trivia. Impress your friends ! Until next time, take care and take it easy.
Christopher
Sunday, April 03, 2005
molie olie !
Holie molie olie !! It's been a while week almost since my last post. I had kind of hoped that I'd keep up with this more often, but I didn't really expect. Words I believe in: "Always hope; never expect." Basically, i mean it that you should have hope, and want, and wish, but don't put faith that things will happen; don't build yourself up for a huge let-down. Life will happen as it does and all you can do is hope that you're thought about in the grand plan.
Okay, back to my week. I worked 3 nights from 7pm til about 2am and one night from 7pm til 4:45am. Ugh. I was installing registers for JC Pennys'. Luckily that last one was only about 30 minutes away because not only did I have to take Darbi to work, but I had to drve down to school by 8:30. . .about and hour and a few away. I think that was one of the longest days I've had recently. After class I drove back up to Darbi's work, crawled in the backseat and slept. Almost 2 hours. Then she got in and drove home while I slept some more. An hour nap after we got home and ate, then . . off to see PAUL OAKENFOLD!! Woo! So many people, it was awesome. I love dancing and i use my hands alot, but with that many people it's hard to move your hands like I do and not hit someone. But on the flipside, it was so crowded that you couldn't move around with out touching someone or someone touching you. I love that.
I'm big on physical contact. Sounds kind of dirty, but I love touching people. In passing, on the arm, back, or hips as an indicator that I'm sliding by and on which side, or just sitting around or something I like to rub people's backs or arms. And especially hugs. Hugs are just great. It's not an erotic thing for me (although it can be at times), it's just something I think feels good. I don't think I am, but I hope I'm not the only tactile person out there.
This weekend I have english research paper to write, and I have been working on it slowly. I just procrastinate this because I dislike research papers for no good reason. Blah.
There was something else I was going to mention or say but I can't for the life of me remember whatit was at the moment. Perhaps I'll remember later on. Anyway. For now, it's back to english and stuff. As always, ya'll all take it easy out there in the real world. Here in Never Never Land life is always interesting and fun. Oh, such fun, and you are all invited for a stay.
Second star on the right
Straight on til morning
Chris, a Lost boy.
Okay, back to my week. I worked 3 nights from 7pm til about 2am and one night from 7pm til 4:45am. Ugh. I was installing registers for JC Pennys'. Luckily that last one was only about 30 minutes away because not only did I have to take Darbi to work, but I had to drve down to school by 8:30. . .about and hour and a few away. I think that was one of the longest days I've had recently. After class I drove back up to Darbi's work, crawled in the backseat and slept. Almost 2 hours. Then she got in and drove home while I slept some more. An hour nap after we got home and ate, then . . off to see PAUL OAKENFOLD!! Woo! So many people, it was awesome. I love dancing and i use my hands alot, but with that many people it's hard to move your hands like I do and not hit someone. But on the flipside, it was so crowded that you couldn't move around with out touching someone or someone touching you. I love that.
I'm big on physical contact. Sounds kind of dirty, but I love touching people. In passing, on the arm, back, or hips as an indicator that I'm sliding by and on which side, or just sitting around or something I like to rub people's backs or arms. And especially hugs. Hugs are just great. It's not an erotic thing for me (although it can be at times), it's just something I think feels good. I don't think I am, but I hope I'm not the only tactile person out there.
This weekend I have english research paper to write, and I have been working on it slowly. I just procrastinate this because I dislike research papers for no good reason. Blah.
There was something else I was going to mention or say but I can't for the life of me remember whatit was at the moment. Perhaps I'll remember later on. Anyway. For now, it's back to english and stuff. As always, ya'll all take it easy out there in the real world. Here in Never Never Land life is always interesting and fun. Oh, such fun, and you are all invited for a stay.
Second star on the right
Straight on til morning
Chris, a Lost boy.
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