Thursday, January 06, 2011

Starting over.

I havn`t really blogged in a long time.
This year I`m going to be trying to get my brain working again because I`m applying for law school for Fall 2012 but have been out of school for years. As such, im going to taking a bunch of open course classes and using this page to mark my progress. At the moment I`m interested in taking a Heidegger class, a game theory class, an intro to chinese class, and maybe one more. I`ll post next week what i decided to do and then start posting my notes from the lectures.

Friday, June 05, 2009

back.. kinda

Hello everyone.
At work so can`t post long.. but wanted to say that I`m still alive.
Going to See Last Target on wednesday... pumped. hehe
I`ll write something more meaningfull soon...

Friday, November 28, 2008

The king of the world died today... all pipe dreams are Cancelled.

Wow, i havn`t posted on here in forever....

Turning 27 recently, the number 30 has started to scare the shit out of me. I know i know, age is just a number and there is no set plan for life and we don`t have to fit into anyone elses box of what should be accomplished by what age.... and i know i know I only suffer from the same quarter life crisis that many of m generation seems to be facing.... but the fact remains that i`m 27, 40k in debt with only a BA with unimpressive grades to show for it, no where near a decent job that I can say is going to go anywhere, unable to commit to a relationship that might go anywhere, and living paycheck to paycheck. This limbo of self created nihilistic circularity is growing this and though i keep having more and more experiences and though i am slowly moving forward... I`m already saying what people in their 40`s often say... I wish i could turn back the clock.


But enough wining, i:m here now and the only thing that remains of the past are scraps of paper and fading memories. Time for bigger steps or at least bigger focus. Time for routine again to show its ugly head so that i might focus on getting things moving again...

I have ideas.... but waste so much time. Time being one thing that is at the same time worthless and precious, meaningless and soling meaningful.

At the moment I at least have a few things to keep me busy, though nothing that's keeping me moving. I`m working on my Japanese on the slim hope that it will be useful if i can bribe my way into law school. I`m also thumbing around some business ideas to maximize the money I can make while treading water.

Girls seem to be coming into and out of my life.... The good ones slip out of my fingers because i can`t seem to convince myself to hold on strong enough. I still miss a love I once had that was neither good for her or I but who haunts me dreams even though it has been some time. I ended it out of practicality but I think it was I who suffered most by leaving...

My dreams have been as scattered as I have been. The internal turmoil of the last 12 months seems to be growing but more so out of nothingness then out of actual problems. My life is good, I have good friends, family that loves me and gets angry when I`m out of touch...

But i think that all that has come before this leads me to say that there is something missing... something i once had and lost along the way... something that might not be attainable again or even desirable and of which can never accurately be but into words or described...

So from here I make my line in the sand. From here I cannot look up or out or in. From now I draw a line with the unknown which is ultimately the self since the self is the lens that makes everything else.

Including lines.

Friday, October 03, 2008

Its probably been said a thousand times a million better ways then i can say it... but here it goes anyway....


When one becomes the other to oneself how can one not be anything but lost. Yet, how can one NOT be the other to ones Self since any sort of self exploration or self identity must first leave the Self in order to look back. But once one has left the Self the Self from which one has come no longer exists as such, but rather exists as a preceived thing. A myth. Said again, if in seeking the Other i create an other which is other then the object of my attention then it seems clear that the same things must occur when i look at myself. Thus the ever so famous `know thyself` is an impossibility. The Self (in-itself) cannot be known. If this famous phrase of worldly wisdom is to mean anything at all then it couldmean to `Create A self`. But even this seems to be someone redundent since one cannot help but to create a self and the self which one creates can never match up with the Self that one actually is. Thus introspection can be nothing but a sort of conflict or civil war between the Self and the self. Or rather the Self that I am and cannot know and the self that I create but is not me.

The only light at the end of the tunnel may be that our famous phrase might be saved at last if it is changed even further. `Create a self in which one might be happy to be` In that even if the Self cannot be known atleast that effect of the Self may be seen, implying that it may be known When the self and the Self seek a truce which never the less acknowledge the inability to converge. Of course, `happiness` here is but the word in which i have placed meaning in and thus need not expand to your own interpretation.

ok so i really have not thought this to the end and the opinion is somewhat laughable, old, and unintelligently presented... but atleast im thinking again....

Tuesday, April 01, 2008

So i have a job interview on friday and if things go well i'll be headed to Japan the first week of July and headed to either Tokyo or Osaka. Either way i'm headed there right before the hottest time of the year and i possibly may die.

meh, Anyway, I signed up for the LSAT today. Not sure if i'd make a good lawyer... but atleast im tryoing to get my options open. IF i was jsut a little bit smarter or rather, if I was rich, i'd head to grads school... but i'm not either and thus the pragmatics of life may win over my idealism. On the other hand, i'm applying ot grad school to and letting the fates decide.

In other news I met a girl.

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

...

Dreams unreachable due to self created barriers and the inability to commit with force or action...


Slowely becomming more and more incommunicatable while at the same time the walls that carried me no longer inspire...

A room with no windows i keep speaking the same story

i know things tire...

but nothing holds

and

I just want something to move me to passion and catch me for more then a moment.

So as luck turns out...

I woke up a little on edge and sitting there waiting to be dosed i repeatedly reworked the odds of getting the high dose. Then something strange happened. I guess I managed to leave a good impression on the parametic because although no one is supposed to know who gets dosed, he decided tha to tell me that I was placebo bound.

2 Days later and I can say that he was being honest. Instead of all the puking and delusions that i was afraid of I have spent the last few days playing poker and reading the books that i had randomly in my backpack.

So it seems that my luck has finally turned positive again...finally. In 2 weeks i'll be able to pay off 1 1/2 credit cards and have some breathing room until the next study.

The next thing on my list is to get back to studying. I can never study for anything with i'm in a drug study... I'm not sure why, but ive never been able to study in confined spaces. Sitting at home i get NOTHING done, but heading to a noisy starbucks I can study non stop for hours. But with 2 months left until the test i think i'm still in the clear.

On a side, i'm finally going back to cornwall this weekend for the holidays. if your in Cornwall let me know and we'll go for beer.

Sunday, March 16, 2008

Hitting up my scetchiest study ever.

a Long string of bad luck and i find myself really strapped for cash. To be fair, it is my own fault. I returned from Japan with my credit cards 3/4 paid off but between Christmas spending, apartment set up, and my high tolerance and general generosity when i drink and the holes in my pockets i found myself with no food money. Then came the dry spout of studies, and unexpected bills. When i actually got into a study i developed the stomach flu and couldn't even leave my bed let alone join the study. So, despite my better judgment i recently entered into a sketchier study.


At first it didn't sound that sketchy. Its for a new high dose THC based drug for cancer patients who have an immunity to the lower doses. The negative part is that I have no such immunity and neither do the other study participants. Here's the sketchy part. I am in the 5th group to do this study and in all 4 groups before me there have been some crazy ass side effects. I have a 1/4 chance of getting the highest dosage and of those who have gotten it there have been only a few that have managed no bad side effects. most have puked for days, a couple went to the hospital, and atleast 1 person i know of went temporarily clinically insane. I start the study in the morning and i'm a little nervous. After this study i definitely cannot get myself into this situation again. But, with the 2300 i'm making in the next 5 days at least ill have a jump on things.


On the other hand, if I see any talking rabbits i'll be sure to tell you guys next time i get a chance to get online....

wish me luck.