O:9:"magpierss":11:{s:6:"parser";i:0;s:12:"current_item";a:0:{}s:5:"items";a:25:{i:0;a:6:{s:4:"guid";s:53:"http://www.livejournal.com/users/rebelzero/33075.html";s:7:"pubdate";s:29:"Mon, 13 Oct 2003 13:35:43 GMT";s:5:"title";s:17:"weekend in review";s:6:"author";s:21:"pasteur00@hotmail.com";s:4:"link";s:53:"http://www.livejournal.com/users/rebelzero/33075.html";s:11:"description";s:1651:"Friday - I knew I couldn't stay out too long, as I had to come in and work Saturday morning (normal time), so I went and checked out the new Irish Pub in town.  Good tap system, but the Guinness is actually a little too cold.  Perhaps this will improve as time passes.  Then, off to see Kill Bill, Vol 1.  I loved the romance of the sword.  The part with Sonny Chiba totally kicked some butt.  All in all, well thought out schlock, that leaves you waiting for the formal connections.<br /><br />Saturday at the office from 9-6, doing necessary computer updates to the servers.  This has been continuously put off over the past 2 months in an attempt to have a working backup beforehand.  After that, Malaysian food for dinner and then dance night.  Dance night was as good as past instances, but it was good to be out.<br /><br />Sunday, I managed to sleep late.  Then, Socrates found a new home, and his new owners came and picked him up.  (it's a family of 3, who have been looking for a long-haired white car for a while).  So, that's another issue resolved, and fortunately, one that came to a positive ending.  After that, football on the pitch.  Scored one goal and assisted on 3 others, even though we lost 12-9 (when you play 5 on 5, you take what you can get).  Had to pass on the post-match beer, as my folks came over and we walked (yes, walked, I love where I live!) to a Greek place.  A great day.<br /><br />Today I'm back in the office, having to turn down yet another invite to go sail.  Someday - the water will be mine.  For the interim, I'm going to enjoy my quiet Columbus Day schedule, and read something interesting this evening.";}i:1;a:6:{s:4:"guid";s:53:"http://www.livejournal.com/users/rebelzero/32932.html";s:7:"pubdate";s:29:"Thu, 09 Oct 2003 13:44:33 GMT";s:5:"title";s:19:"a shameless rip-off";s:6:"author";s:21:"pasteur00@hotmail.com";s:4:"link";s:53:"http://www.livejournal.com/users/rebelzero/32932.html";s:11:"description";s:295:"but a very interesting website<br />this is what you find from people on the "philosophy" communities...<br /><br /><a href="http://www.lipsons.pwp.blueyonder.co.uk/escher/relativity.html">http://www.lipsons.pwp.blueyonder.co.uk/escher/relativity.html</a><br /><br />the building blocks of life?";}i:2;a:6:{s:4:"guid";s:53:"http://www.livejournal.com/users/rebelzero/32714.html";s:7:"pubdate";s:29:"Thu, 09 Oct 2003 00:51:06 GMT";s:5:"title";s:12:"when animals";s:6:"author";s:21:"pasteur00@hotmail.com";s:4:"link";s:53:"http://www.livejournal.com/users/rebelzero/32714.html";s:11:"description";s:1691:"appear<br /><br />so, last night on the way home from class, there are two deer in the yard chomping along, unless I rudely distracted them.  Deer - within 10 feet of my front door.  Neato (Note - "NATO" is the first suggested spelling for neato).<br /><br />Also living by the door is a full grown chipmunk.  Larger than the State College variety.  But a welcome addition to the grounds.<br /><br />yesterday was a fun, vivacious, interesting day.  today sucked toad grass, whatever that may be.  I just knew it was going to be a bad day, and lo and behold, prognostications come true.  But you already knew I was going to say that.<br /><br />At least Pat's resurrection of the old quote board (my attempts to link suck ass - www.pandj.org) can give me fun reminiscing or reminiscience or whatever<br /><br />For the moment, it's a buttery popcorn world.<br />And The Breakfast Club is on in 20 minutes, the perfect way to get through my reading of Kant for class tomorrow.<br /><br />a few personal notes<br />Em & Raina - I hope you're both screamers.  Nothing ruins a good orgasm like a simple extended breath<br />Evil - do I get to get my hands on your "high quality"???  (or would that constitute flirtation?)<br />RandoX/Rydain - my congrats on the marriage.  Hope the wedding was a smash<br />Christine - a random woot, just because<br />Newland - I live a block away from Newlands St in DC.  Stick it to the retail man!<br />Catherine in KC - keep the stage a rockin'<br />anyone in the DC region - dance night Saturday.<br /><br />if you feel left out, then you should.  Maybe I'll overcome the ego and praise you at another time.  But for now, it's a night to sing to The Clash.";}i:3;a:6:{s:4:"guid";s:53:"http://www.livejournal.com/users/rebelzero/32378.html";s:7:"pubdate";s:29:"Mon, 06 Oct 2003 21:45:24 GMT";s:5:"title";s:14:"tempting me...";s:6:"author";s:21:"pasteur00@hotmail.com";s:4:"link";s:53:"http://www.livejournal.com/users/rebelzero/32378.html";s:11:"description";s:1415:"An itinerary to consider for March...<br /><br />Today explore the waters again but this time for the mighty Great White Shark. The tour comprises:<br />08h00 - Breakfast is served at a quaint restaurant in Gansbaai, with mountain and sea v views. Safety briefing by tour guide.<br />09h00 - Launch from Kleinbaai Harbour. 30 min later, anchor in or nearby “Shark Alley”.<br />12h00 - Snacks, fruit, and drinks are served on-board.<br />14h30 - Return to Kleinbaai harbour.<br />15h00 - Lunch/wine served at a restaurant, situated on the cliffs of Walker Bay, Hermanus, known as the best area in the world for whale spotting (August – November).<br /><br />To enjoy this tour, you do not HAVE to dive. Viewing from the boat is equally spectacular, as the sharks come very close to the side of the vessel.<br />WHITE SHARK VIEWING:<br />Sharks are surface feeders by nature, ensuring spectacular surface action which often takes place “too close for comfort”! Surface viewers therefore take the pound seat on our specially designed observation platform, with camera’s close at hand. From the safety of the boat, you are able to photograph your friend/s in the cage and at the same time follow the sharks as they move around the boat and cage. Be careful not to miss out on good photographs. Breaching often takes place in the high season and if you are not 100% ready, you may miss out on a good picture.";}i:4;a:6:{s:4:"guid";s:53:"http://www.livejournal.com/users/rebelzero/32222.html";s:7:"pubdate";s:29:"Sat, 04 Oct 2003 20:37:46 GMT";s:5:"title";s:26:"the solution to everything";s:6:"author";s:21:"pasteur00@hotmail.com";s:4:"link";s:53:"http://www.livejournal.com/users/rebelzero/32222.html";s:11:"description";s:947:"if things aren't working out....<br /><br /><i>"just add a monkey - that takes care of everything!"</i><br /> - The creator of the Powerpuff Girls<br /><br />recap from Taste of Bethesda<br />missed out on the <span class='ljuser' style='white-space:nowrap;'><a href='http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=cdbaker'><img src='http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='userinfo' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align:bottom;border:0;' /></a><a href='http://www.livejournal.com/users/cdbaker/'><b>cdbaker</b></a></span> posse, but she did give some helpful hints on the mushroom ravioli at Cafe Europa.  Jaleo's paella was a big winner in my book too.<br /><br />the new Irish pub opens on Wednesday.  I had an extended conversation with the one Irish waitress at the pub.  Ahh, the Irish accent.  Can anything be more alluring?<br /><br />break out the mascara - it's almost time for the Smiths vs. the Cure<br /><br />cheers!";}i:5;a:6:{s:4:"guid";s:53:"http://www.livejournal.com/users/rebelzero/31792.html";s:7:"pubdate";s:29:"Thu, 02 Oct 2003 02:44:36 GMT";s:5:"title";s:9:"movin' on";s:6:"author";s:21:"pasteur00@hotmail.com";s:4:"link";s:53:"http://www.livejournal.com/users/rebelzero/31792.html";s:11:"description";s:1425:"Well, LJ ate my last attempt to update, but here goes.<br /><br />I am now officially out of the old place, out of the suburbs, and able to enjoy city livin' in its entirety.<br /><br />For those of you interest in the cat situation, I spoke with my landlord and I'm continuing to "foster" the cat until I'm able to find him a permanent home.  Several rescue organizations have finally made it around to trying to be helpful, and I have a few promising leads.<br /><br />I had a wonderful conversation with a woman today over the phone.  While the call was intended to explain how to handle a tricky situation involving US Consulates in Pakistan and various legal documents, instead, the conversation shifted towards perspectives on the world.  All in all, it was a charming conversation - the type that make me thankful for my job.  We talked about London and Tokyo.  She described meeting the oldest Muslim in Japan, who lead prayers for several thousand people, and how moving th experience was being there, and by being the onnly woman there.  She encouraged me to see the world and not stop looking - there's always new things to see.  I do believe I'm inclined to take her advice.<br /><br />Finally - tonight I was able to eat dinner, finish my readings for class tomorrow, unpack a few things, take a brief walk outside, and now I'm going to watch Audrey Tautou.<br /><br />The Smiths vs The Cure is only days away...";}i:6;a:6:{s:4:"guid";s:53:"http://www.livejournal.com/users/rebelzero/31702.html";s:7:"pubdate";s:29:"Sun, 28 Sep 2003 02:49:34 GMT";s:5:"title";s:35:"Gabbin' about God, well, not really";s:6:"author";s:21:"pasteur00@hotmail.com";s:4:"link";s:53:"http://www.livejournal.com/users/rebelzero/31702.html";s:11:"description";s:2338:"I've spent most of the past week recuperating from no power and fully moving out of the old place.  I have to say that I truly enjoy my current pad in the citeh.<br /><br />Also getting back into the class routine, also screwed up by random hurricanes.  Past week postulations focus on Anselm's ontological argument.  Specific to deciphering this syllogism are two problems:  the "Being None Greater than Conceived"  (those of you expecting perverse prose will be disappointed) and the determination of reality circa 1150.  I'll start with the first.  The point of this syllogism is supposed to prove the existence of God.  And yet, whether or not God exists in a spiritual presence or not - the first fault I have is the necessity for God to be a presence in the first place.  Of course, postmodern skeptics can disregard this section and skip to the second point.  I've generally considered God to be a social concept (or construct), used by people as a general term to explain/motivate the aspects of their lives beyond what they could understand or explain in their own right.  Lennon (as opposed to Lenin) I think has a good point when he says, <i>"God is a concept by which we all measure our pain." </i>  The only reason I'm bringing this up, is the remainder of Anselm's proof works if you take out the word/notion of "Being" - and to come from 1150, in a completely different world under different attitudes, aspirations, and expectations, I find this "defining moment" fascinating.<br /><br />The other problematic part of the syllogism is in part 3 - where given the existence of a concept and reality, the reality is always preferential to the conceptual.  Well, when you consider things associated with positive values or reinforcement, sure this works.  but when the ideas themselves are negative (i.e., death, pestilence, etc.), this line of reasoning falls apart in a hurry.  I can understand the idea of someone attempting to express their joy in terms of prose, but given this came 400 years before More's <u>Utopia</u>, the argument for reality over idealism is pretty ludicrous.  Then again, Anselm was a monk, living in a privileged part of society (as the times go).  I wonder what St Francis thought of Anselm's argument both before and after his personal revelation and change towards focusing on the impoverished.";}i:7;a:6:{s:4:"guid";s:53:"http://www.livejournal.com/users/rebelzero/31281.html";s:7:"pubdate";s:29:"Mon, 22 Sep 2003 16:58:29 GMT";s:5:"title";s:9:"black-out";s:6:"author";s:21:"pasteur00@hotmail.com";s:4:"link";s:53:"http://www.livejournal.com/users/rebelzero/31281.html";s:11:"description";s:63:"no power<br />still<br />90 hours and counting<br /><br />bleah";}i:8;a:6:{s:4:"guid";s:53:"http://www.livejournal.com/users/rebelzero/31178.html";s:7:"pubdate";s:29:"Sat, 13 Sep 2003 04:40:11 GMT";s:5:"title";s:15:"why am I angry?";s:6:"author";s:21:"pasteur00@hotmail.com";s:4:"link";s:53:"http://www.livejournal.com/users/rebelzero/31178.html";s:11:"description";s:1784:"In my contemplative wanderings over the past while, I've begun to recognize just how often my mind reverts to anger.  And strangely enough, this doesn't bother me at all.  I can only speculate from my own experience, but when you suppress emotive forms in the course of everyday life, all that does transfer emits in outbursts (insert the dancing Dr. Evil with Mini Me about "laser beams" somewhere around here).<br /><br />I look around at people I see, and the relation between their vulnerability to the world, and their inability to control their expression.  Interesting juxtaposition between the free-flowing emotion (especially in terms of intensity) and the more poignant, directed, and controlled spurts of intensity.  I'm probably just glorifying the staccato here, but I think erosion is more difficult to comprehend, unless you have the entire context around you.<br /><br />Besides, contrast, especially strident contrast challenging an expected viewpoint or outcome, accelerates consideration and change (of perspective).<br /><br />Most striking, at least for the moment, I am content to be angry.  My anger is not directed at people, despite events that have occurred - regardless I still have to deal.  My anger is not directed at any societal or social group in particular, nor towards humanity itself, although I am quickly losing faith in the promise of social interaction to benefit individuals as opposed to limiting them.  My anger is not directed towards emotions, death, love, peace, taxes, work, or acts of violence.<br /><br />Yet I yearn for turmoil and conflict, as a spectator mind you, nt enmeshed.  I am a voyeur of uncontrolled emotive expression.  And I like that.  Methinks it's time to watch <u>A Clockwork Orange</u> again and then see how I feel.";}i:9;a:6:{s:4:"guid";s:53:"http://www.livejournal.com/users/rebelzero/30729.html";s:7:"pubdate";s:29:"Fri, 12 Sep 2003 14:34:46 GMT";s:5:"title";s:26:"daily affirmation of faith";s:6:"author";s:21:"pasteur00@hotmail.com";s:4:"link";s:53:"http://www.livejournal.com/users/rebelzero/30729.html";s:11:"description";s:761:"<p align="center"><font face="verdana" size="2"><b>You are Anarcho-Capitalist</b><p align="center"><img height="45" src="http://home.att.net/~slugbutter/extremity/anarcho.gif" width="45"><p align="CENTER">What: Anarcho-Capitalism<p align="CENTER">Where: At the distant top-right of the politcal spectrum<p align="CENTER">How: Anarcho-Capitalists believe that big business should take over goverment to the point of government not existing. While they believe there should be law, they also believe that the law should be owned by businesses. Anarcho-capitalism is a modern belief and has never been attempted.<p align="CENTER"><a href="http://home.att.net/~slugbutter/extremity/">What political extremity are <i>you</i>?</a></p></font><br /><br />disorder, yay!";}i:10;a:6:{s:4:"guid";s:53:"http://www.livejournal.com/users/rebelzero/30545.html";s:7:"pubdate";s:29:"Mon, 08 Sep 2003 00:03:05 GMT";s:5:"title";s:5:"AUGH!";s:6:"author";s:21:"pasteur00@hotmail.com";s:4:"link";s:53:"http://www.livejournal.com/users/rebelzero/30545.html";s:11:"description";s:1260:"What a weekend<br />2 9 hour trips in the car with my father and brother, who don't get along well, meaning prolonged periods of CDs trying to avoid unconscienable silences.  <br /><br />I found out upon arrival that part of goodbye letter to my grandfather was being used by the minister as part of his remarks.  That made be understandably nervous, as the first section of the letter basically explainde who I was and what I'm up to.  The whole absurd existentialist doesn't go too well with Presbyterians<br /><br />and that whole family grief thing too, yup<br /><br />then to come home and find out that the person taking car of my cat didn't follow directions, and locked the wrong lock of the new apartment.  When she came back on Saturday and couldn't get in, among other things she calle the fire department who also couldn't get in - she didn't call me, mind you, until this morning.<br /><br />So whatever, I can take care of this when i get in, right?  Wrong.  Key broke off in the lock.  See subject line above<br /><br />Help is on the way, so I'm leaving the office to await the locksmith.<br />but for the moment, grrrrrrr<br /><br />PS - after listening to the radio this afternoon, I've determined that I need a CD of beautifully sad waltzes.";}i:11;a:6:{s:4:"guid";s:53:"http://www.livejournal.com/users/rebelzero/30370.html";s:7:"pubdate";s:29:"Fri, 05 Sep 2003 10:31:42 GMT";s:5:"title";s:10:"mo(u)rning";s:6:"author";s:21:"pasteur00@hotmail.com";s:4:"link";s:53:"http://www.livejournal.com/users/rebelzero/30370.html";s:11:"description";s:793:"off again to SC, grandfather passed away yesterday.<br />in lieu of condolences, take a moment to reflect on your oldest living relative and what makes them special to you. Today's show and tell brought to you by the funeral home industry.<br /><br />I'll be back Sunday with a new series of rants on work and inappropriate comments about the super-conservative side of the family.  (I wonder if they still think I'm a commie...)<br /><br />No Raveonettes this weekend due to being out of town.  Damn.<br />Just noticed the Cure vs. the Smiths dance party in early October - same weekend as a wedding I've heard about.  well, it doesn't take <i>that</i> long to go from DC to Pittsburgh, right?<br /><br />hope y'all have a nice weekend, if you can distinguish yourself from your ego, that is.";}i:12;a:6:{s:4:"guid";s:53:"http://www.livejournal.com/users/rebelzero/29998.html";s:7:"pubdate";s:29:"Wed, 03 Sep 2003 02:01:58 GMT";s:5:"title";s:17:"a quiz for barawn";s:6:"author";s:21:"pasteur00@hotmail.com";s:4:"link";s:53:"http://www.livejournal.com/users/rebelzero/29998.html";s:11:"description";s:710:"<img alt="Positron" border="0" src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/TheIronGargoyle/1060741136_oEXTImage2.jpg"><br>Positron -- You are the anti-matter equivalent of<br>an electron. You are frenetic and excitable like<br>the electron, but you have an unpleasant<br>personality and tend to destroy everything you<br>come in contact with. On the bright side<br>though, you are very cool. You like hanging out<br>with Anti-Protons.<br /><br><br><a href="http://quizilla.com/users/TheIronGargoyle/quizzes/What%20kind%20of%20subatomic%20particle%20are%20you%3F/"> <font size="-1">What kind of subatomic particle are you?</font></a><br> <font size="-3">brought to you by <a href="http://quizilla.com">Quizilla</a></font>";}i:13;a:6:{s:4:"guid";s:53:"http://www.livejournal.com/users/rebelzero/29896.html";s:7:"pubdate";s:29:"Tue, 02 Sep 2003 03:47:47 GMT";s:5:"title";s:25:"moving, or not, or maybe?";s:6:"author";s:21:"pasteur00@hotmail.com";s:4:"link";s:53:"http://www.livejournal.com/users/rebelzero/29896.html";s:11:"description";s:2023:"This weekend, I was intending to move.  Due to a particualarly testy lock, a roving landlord with a missing cellphone, and guests in between, not much happened.<br /><br />Actually, until this evening, in the rain, when all the random variables of Q converged and a white dwarf suddenly turned red, I found the landlord (not too hard since he lives upstairs and finally happened to be home), conquered the dastardly deadbolt, and unloaded the car full of Ikea goodness.  Knowing me, I would have to wait until the rain started - not like a beautiful weekend of good weather to squander when rain's a coming.<br /><br />Then, when trying to go back to soon to be former home, the car wouldn't start (I think the engine flooded).  45 minutes later, the car is miraculously working again, and all is OK with the world.<br /><br />Other highlights from this weekend include trying to rid myself of the unwanted and inherited cat.  No one wants him, <b>including</b> the shelters (both no-kill and kill), who were of even less assistance than one may think.  Knowing my luck, I'm going to have to pay a vet to euthanize the $%$%^&*#$ cat in order to avoid cruelty to animal charges.  If I ever enter politics, someone remind me of this post when arguing about the military budget.<br /><br />What else?  <a href="http://www.pandj.org"> Pat & Jamie</a> came down to escape the hell that is State College.  We saw a minor league baseball game that featured the <i>worst</i> umpire call I've ever seen, the <i>worst</i> 6 year old co-commentator I've ever listened to, and the most amazing demonstration of the <i>proper</i> way to eject someone from the game by the visiting team's manager.  Another Labor Day weekend trek to Mango Mike's.  'Nuff said.  Finally, DC monuments after dark, after midnight, rock.  The FDR memorial is amazing.  Very glad I went to see it.<br /><br />Class begins tomorrow.  whee.<br />moving continues tomorrow and all week.<br />will I finish by the weekend?  tune in for later installments and see.";}i:14;a:6:{s:4:"guid";s:53:"http://www.livejournal.com/users/rebelzero/29538.html";s:7:"pubdate";s:29:"Fri, 29 Aug 2003 16:19:57 GMT";s:5:"title";s:20:"work procrastination";s:6:"author";s:21:"pasteur00@hotmail.com";s:4:"link";s:53:"http://www.livejournal.com/users/rebelzero/29538.html";s:11:"description";s:2810:"<table cellpadding="2" border="1" align="center" cellspacing="0"><form method="POST" action="http://memegen.deskslave.org/viewmeme.pl?un=mintyduck&amp;meme=1061527495"><tr><th bgcolor="#000000" colspan="2"><font color="#DDDD88">Your Life: The Movie by <a href="http://mintyduck.livejournal.com"><font color="#DDDD88">mintyduck</font></a></font></th></tr><td bgcolor="#000000"><font color="#FFFFFF">Who will play you:</font></td><td bgcolor="#DDDDAA"><font color="#000000">Johnny Depp </font></td></tr><td bgcolor="#000000"><font color="#FFFFFF">Who will play your love interest:</font></td><td bgcolor="#DDDDAA"><font color="#000000">Kevin Smith </font></td></tr><td bgcolor="#000000"><font color="#FFFFFF">Weeks you will stay in the box office:</font></td><td bgcolor="#DDDDAA"><font color="#000000">6</font></td></tr><td bgcolor="#000000"><font color="#FFFFFF">Song that will play during your love scene:</font></td><td bgcolor="#DDDDAA"><font color="#000000">Paula Abdul - Opposites Attract </font></td></tr><td bgcolor="#000000"><font color="#FFFFFF">Song that will play during your death:</font></td><td bgcolor="#DDDDAA"><font color="#000000">Depeche Mode - enjoy the Silence</font></td></tr><td bgcolor="#000000"><font color="#FFFFFF">Your name:</font></td><td bgcolor="#DDDDAA"><font color="#000000"><input size="20" value="rebelzero" type="text" name="Your name:"></font></td></tr><input value="mintyduck" type="hidden" name="un"><input value="1061527495" type="hidden" name="meme"><tr><td align="center" bgcolor="#000000" colspan="2"><input value="Fill Out Your Answers and Try it!" type="submit"></td></tr><tr><td align="center" bgcolor="#000000" colspan="2"><font size="-1" color="#FFFFFF">Created with <a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/quill18/"><img style="vertical-align:bottom;border:0;" src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif"><font color="#DDDD88">quill18</font></a>'s <a href="http://memegen.deskslave.org/"><font color="#DDDD88">MemeGen</font></a>!</font></td></tr></form></table> <br /><br />now, which rendition of Mr Depp is that?<br />running with scissors?  pirate glory (suddenly, somewhere in Illinois, a math professor pauses, scratches his beard, and says "ARRRRRRRRRRRRR" - right <span class='ljuser' style='white-space:nowrap;'><a href='http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=skurtchasor'><img src='http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='userinfo' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align:bottom;border:0;' /></a><a href='http://www.livejournal.com/users/skurtchasor/'><b>skurtchasor</b></a></span>?, running around with Antonio Banderas (and not his inflatable love doll)?  eating Chocolat?  (well, maybe that one)<br /><br />and who couldn't love Silent Bob?<br />Paula Abdul?  the 80s version.  I used to stay up to watch her videos...";}i:15;a:6:{s:4:"guid";s:53:"http://www.livejournal.com/users/rebelzero/29332.html";s:7:"pubdate";s:29:"Tue, 26 Aug 2003 00:38:16 GMT";s:5:"title";s:15:"awesome banana?";s:6:"author";s:21:"pasteur00@hotmail.com";s:4:"link";s:53:"http://www.livejournal.com/users/rebelzero/29332.html";s:11:"description";s:1468:"<img station="station" gas="gas" punk="punk" me="me" today,="Today," smiled...""="smiled...&quot;&quot;" mocked="mocked" journal:="Journal:" alt="" src="http://images.quizilla.com/K/kreeton/1057916004_tenjournal.jpg" border="0" the="the" that="that" chick="chick" and="and" at="at" dear="Dear"><br>(*GASP*) ACTUAL JOURNAL: Congratulations! Your LJ<br>is written by you, FOR you. You think it's all<br>fine and dandy to share your thoughts with your<br>friends, but you don't put on any kind of show<br>or glory parade just because your "friends" read<br>it. You're one awesome banana.<br /><br><br><a href="http://quizilla.com/users/kreeton/quizzes/What&#39;s%20the%20purpose%20behind%20your%20LiveJournal%3F%20(with%20pictures!)/"> <font size="-1">What's the purpose behind your LiveJournal? (with pictures!)</font></a><br> <font size="-3">brought to you by <a href="http://quizilla.com">Quizilla</a></font><br /><br /><br />But I don't like bananas.<br />and apparently I'm going to morph into some sort of goth-emo chick with perky breasts.  I guess I should start investing in a webcam...<br /><br /><span class='ljuser' style='white-space:nowrap;'><a href='http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=twonkie'><img src='http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='userinfo' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align:bottom;border:0;' /></a><a href='http://www.livejournal.com/users/twonkie/'><b>twonkie</b></a></span>, is this another dream I'm living?";}i:16;a:6:{s:4:"guid";s:53:"http://www.livejournal.com/users/rebelzero/29071.html";s:7:"pubdate";s:29:"Mon, 25 Aug 2003 16:24:14 GMT";s:5:"title";s:13:"1/2 way there";s:6:"author";s:21:"pasteur00@hotmail.com";s:4:"link";s:53:"http://www.livejournal.com/users/rebelzero/29071.html";s:11:"description";s:409:"I am 50% Punk Rock<br><a href="http://www.fuali.com/default.aspx?id=101" target="_blank"><img border="0" src="http://www.fuali.com/pix/101/3.gif"></a><br>The intelligent punk. Tuff and Smart. I may be able to maintain a train of thought long enough... What the fuck was I talking about?<br><br><a href="http://www.fuali.com/default.aspx?id=101" target="_blank"><b>Take the Punk Rock Test at fuali.com </b></a>";}i:17;a:6:{s:4:"guid";s:53:"http://www.livejournal.com/users/rebelzero/28830.html";s:7:"pubdate";s:29:"Mon, 25 Aug 2003 04:12:39 GMT";s:5:"title";s:13:"another thing";s:6:"author";s:21:"pasteur00@hotmail.com";s:4:"link";s:53:"http://www.livejournal.com/users/rebelzero/28830.html";s:11:"description";s:300:"I don't like using lj cuts.  I just don't.  If you have a problem with that, I'll give you my password and you can edit the damn thing.<br /><br />Neener neener<br />nanu nanu?<br />tatu tatu?<br />they have a cover of a song by The Smiths?  <br />for real?<br />wowsers<br />Go go gadnet night-night";}i:18;a:6:{s:4:"guid";s:53:"http://www.livejournal.com/users/rebelzero/28601.html";s:7:"pubdate";s:29:"Mon, 25 Aug 2003 04:00:02 GMT";s:5:"title";s:15:"weekend edition";s:6:"author";s:21:"pasteur00@hotmail.com";s:4:"link";s:53:"http://www.livejournal.com/users/rebelzero/28601.html";s:11:"description";s:3626:"General rant:  people need to learn how to fucking drive on I-95 between DC and Richmond, VA.  ON Friday, the delays cost me 2.5 hours of time, and I left <i>before</i> rush hour!  Today <i>only</i> cost me an hour, as I was fortunate enough to escape the 10 mile backup for the incident going the other way.  <br /><br />So, I put 1,000 miles on the car in three days, but since the AC works properly, all is well.  Long trip down - my right hand is numb - it's going to suck majorly having arthritis later.<br /><br />Grandmother is doing OK, in pite of my grandfather - i had the chance to spend the day with her in her retirement community.  She seems to enjoy life there, so good for her.  We made two separatye trips out to see my grandfather at the VA hospital.  He's in the "Extended Care" wing (i.e., hospice).  He told me to write about my observations, so here's a start.  The staff decide to label all the terminal patients (sidebar - as an existenalist, I find that phrase highly amusing) with a jumping salmon sticker adjacent to the name tage on the doors of each room.  I kept looking for the bear stickers, but they weren't to be found.  The staff keeps to themselves, which generally means anyone lucid will hear every last annoying detail of what they happen to be speaking of.  Yet they won't allow my grandfather to listen to CDs at low volume, as it would "disturb the other patients" - go figure.  He spends his time confined to a bed, only "escorted" to the crapper for a number 2.  Number 1 is done bedside so the staff can collect and measure the output.  In case you didn't know, dying tends to be rather demeaning.  That aside, I think he was (relatively, and not just because I'm his grandson) happy to see me there.  He knew I was saying goodbye.  I wasn't really sure what to say, so I wrote him a letter between visits.  he encouraged me to be myself and enjoy life for what it is.  Really hard leaving him, knowing it will be the last time I see him alive.  But I'm glad I went and did so.  And despite the circumstances, I thank him for staying alive to give me the opportunity.  My sister is flying in from England with his (only) great-granddaughter on Thursday, so that should be a nice treat.  Beyond that, I'll spare you the details, most of which involve spitting up mucous.  Yum.<br /><br />Waitress at the Shoney's in Selma, NC made a pass at me.  Really.  I asked her if she could "magnify all the moments of bliss in her life into a single tomorrow."  She couldn't, so I told her things just wouldn't work out.  Camus would call me an idealist.  I'm OK with that.<br /><br />Just made it back from the Sex Pistols show.  Fuckin' awesome, although they only played for an hour.  I'm still drying out - but this was a show that anyone not in the fray was wasting their money.  You had to be gasping for air after every song.  And they played Belsen was a Gas!  One of my 2 favs!  It's interesting to notice that the "young" kids are happy to see someone relatively their size, but strong enough to not be pushed around as much as they are.  I'm the anchor of the mosh pit, what can I say?  I got a kiss for extricating a girl from the swirling madness of the pit.  Nothing wrong for praising modern-day chivalry.  At some point I kept repeatedly running into (literally) a British chick with dyed red hair who apparently recognized me from another club.  Ever try having a conversation while slam dancing?  Pretty hilarious.  Anyhow, more dance partners for the next Britpop night!<br /><br />It's almost midnight and I have to feed cats.<br />Good night, and never mind the Bollocks!";}i:19;a:6:{s:4:"guid";s:53:"http://www.livejournal.com/users/rebelzero/28250.html";s:7:"pubdate";s:29:"Fri, 22 Aug 2003 00:01:40 GMT";s:5:"title";s:9:"off again";s:6:"author";s:21:"pasteur00@hotmail.com";s:4:"link";s:53:"http://www.livejournal.com/users/rebelzero/28250.html";s:11:"description";s:1985:"Going to see my grandfather in Columbia, SC tomorrow before he dies(which reminds me, if anyone feels like a road-trip and wants to come along, let me know).  That sounded <i>positively</i> wonderful, didn't it?  No, in spite of my existential attitudes, I'm going to say goodbye.  From my experience, it's always better for the living when they have a chance to say goodbye first.  I learned that painfully last year, just as <span class='ljuser' style='white-space:nowrap;'><a href='http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=murphy59'><img src='http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='userinfo' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align:bottom;border:0;' /></a><a href='http://www.livejournal.com/users/murphy59/'><b>murphy59</b></a></span> unfortunately did recently with his friends from Lawrence.<br /><br />Speaking of, there was something on NPR this morning about Missouri raiders who went and burned down half of Lawrence in 1863 or something.  Is that what happends when MU beats KU in both basketball and football in one year?<br /><br />In more cheerful news, I'm moving in 2 weeks into the new place.  Which means it's almost a new month.  Which means it's time soon for another night of Britpop dancing.  Which means if you can make it to DC on Sat Sept 20th, you should be here.<br /><br />For some reason, I've been wondering why Crayola never made a "lilac" crayon.  Anyhow...<br /><br />Last night I went and watched <u>Chicago</u>.  Now, I was impressed with this film, much more so than I anticipated.  The art direction was outstanding.  Queen Latifah was the best performer of them all.  But was this better than <u>The Hours</u>?  No way in hell.  But the path to an Academy Award apparently lies with happy endings over sad ones.  For that, maybe Ahnald will win governor, and force Hollywood to have more touching shoot-em-up films for Oscar consideration.<br /><br />Sex Pistols show on Sunday night.  Remind me to spike my hair.<br />cheers!";}i:20;a:6:{s:4:"guid";s:53:"http://www.livejournal.com/users/rebelzero/28074.html";s:7:"pubdate";s:29:"Wed, 20 Aug 2003 15:42:25 GMT";s:5:"title";s:24:"destined for sweeps week";s:6:"author";s:21:"pasteur00@hotmail.com";s:4:"link";s:53:"http://www.livejournal.com/users/rebelzero/28074.html";s:11:"description";s:1489:"<table style="border: 1px black solid; width: 70%"><tr><th style="background-color: #cc9999">My LiveJournal Sitcom</th></tr><tr><td><b>Living popsicles</b> (<i>CBS, 6:30</i>): <a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/rebelzero/">rebelzero</a> (John Cusack) auditions for a movie starring opposite <a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/satalien/">satalien</a> (Drew Barrymore). At the same time, <a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/cdbaker/">cdbaker</a> (Barbra Streisand) sets <a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/ksnell/">ksnell</a> (Kurt Russell)'s DVD player on fire. Then, <a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/twonkie/">twonkie</a> (Rachel Weisz) gets mad at <a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/theryn/">theryn</a> (Jerry Seinfeld) and decides to join the Peace Corps. Meanwhile, <a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/rydain/">rydain</a> (Geoffrey Rush) thinks <a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/caustica/">caustica</a> (Sarah Bernhardt) is a Martian. That same day, <a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/rabbitgrl/">rabbitgrl</a> (Jackie Chan) and <a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/skurtchasor/">skurtchasor</a> (Billy Zane) perform slapstick at a party. (Part 1 of 2.)</td></tr><tr><td style="background-color: #eeeeee; font-size: xx-small; text-align: center"><a href="http://www.corknut.org/toys/sitcom/">What's Your LiveJournal Sitcom?</a> (by <a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/rfreebern/">rfreebern</a>)</td></tr></table>";}i:21;a:6:{s:4:"guid";s:53:"http://www.livejournal.com/users/rebelzero/27719.html";s:7:"pubdate";s:29:"Tue, 19 Aug 2003 04:21:59 GMT";s:5:"title";s:20:"it's not a sermon...";s:6:"author";s:21:"pasteur00@hotmail.com";s:4:"link";s:53:"http://www.livejournal.com/users/rebelzero/27719.html";s:11:"description";s:1319:"so in the middle of this evening's football (soccer) match, this guy walks up to the field and starts preaching in Spanish.  At first we all thought he was just trying to get into the game.  This became a live-action comic opera.  People started shouting back in a mutlitude of languages - I added German for good measure, although I had to explain myself in Spanish to those around me.  Someone threw in Swahili - it was a fine mix.  Eventually, preacher boy went off, until he tried to debate some of us waitin around in the parking lot.  Seizing the opportunity, I became <i>Brian Patrick Flanagan</i> for the next ten minutes, decrying his attempts to destroy the true faith.  The accent was unbelievable, added on the by the additional comments of the latin world around me.  As one of them said - "until now, he was just 'white American,' now we know his true side!"<br /><br />music intermission:<br /><i>"when i was a very small boy, other small boys talked to me.<br />now that we've grown up together, they're afraid of what they see.<br />That's the price that we all pay, when our youth destiny comes to nothing.<br />I can't tell you where we're going, I guess there's just no way of knowing..."</i><br /><br />anyhow, enough genuflecting, reflecting, or any other flecting.  And may the Lord be with ya...";}i:22;a:6:{s:4:"guid";s:53:"http://www.livejournal.com/users/rebelzero/27477.html";s:7:"pubdate";s:29:"Tue, 19 Aug 2003 04:12:19 GMT";s:5:"title";s:7:"requiem";s:6:"author";s:21:"pasteur00@hotmail.com";s:4:"link";s:53:"http://www.livejournal.com/users/rebelzero/27477.html";s:11:"description";s:264:"zipper shirt of my memory<br />clasp broken halfway up<br />opening within to a brand new world<br /><br />spread the checks upon the table<br />green and white and red<br />the image reconstructed<br />all for a goofy grin<br /><br />thank you for making me smile";}i:23;a:6:{s:4:"guid";s:53:"http://www.livejournal.com/users/rebelzero/27373.html";s:7:"pubdate";s:29:"Mon, 18 Aug 2003 12:41:36 GMT";s:5:"title";s:15:"the car ride in";s:6:"author";s:21:"pasteur00@hotmail.com";s:4:"link";s:53:"http://www.livejournal.com/users/rebelzero/27373.html";s:11:"description";s:830:"So, NPR this morning featured a review of WIlliam Gibson's new book, called <u>Pattern Recognition</u>.  Now, I am not a fan of sci-fi, nor cyberpunk, nor general exploits showing the possibilities and pitfalls of technology as applied to everyday life.  But this review intrigued me.  Apparently, it's almost present day (2002), and features the quest to find an underground film-maker uploading shorts onto the net, which have attracted a cult following.  Gibson got the idea after reading some article on "Kubrickian" production.<br /><br />Aside from that, my leg has been twitching all morning.  Twitch twitch twitch<br /><br />Blackburn starts the season at the top of the Premiership with a 5-1 thrashing of Wolves.  And I made it in early enough, that I can leave early enough to play football (soccer) this evening.  Yay!";}i:24;a:6:{s:4:"guid";s:53:"http://www.livejournal.com/users/rebelzero/26974.html";s:7:"pubdate";s:29:"Sat, 16 Aug 2003 01:25:30 GMT";s:5:"title";s:10:"exhaustion";s:6:"author";s:21:"pasteur00@hotmail.com";s:4:"link";s:53:"http://www.livejournal.com/users/rebelzero/26974.html";s:11:"description";s:773:"I'm exhausted by today - 4 appointments, 3 of which had problems.  I managed to do actually one thing I had hoped to do today.  All complete with a nasty head cold, on the hottest day this far in August.  whine whine whine - no I think I'll stop there.<br /><br />I <b>did</b> manage to reclaim my cell phone, to no damage other than a missing faceplate.<br /><br />And, I did win the office raffle for the boss's tickets to the Redskins preseason game tomorrow.  So I have a day complete with proper football & Guinness in the morning, then American football in the evening.  Go team, well, at least go Blackburn in the season opener.<br /><br />And I come home to the smell of cat litter, and <u>The Spy Who Loved Me</u> - my favorite Bond flick.<br /><br />time to relax";}}s:7:"channel";a:6:{s:5:"title";s:25:"where ego meets voyeurism";s:4:"link";s:43:"http://www.livejournal.com/users/rebelzero/";s:11:"description";s:43:"where ego meets voyeurism - LiveJournal.com";s:14:"managingeditor";s:21:"pasteur00@hotmail.com";s:13:"lastbuilddate";s:29:"Mon, 13 Oct 2003 13:35:43 GMT";s:9:"generator";s:29:"LiveJournal / LiveJournal.com";}s:9:"textinput";a:0:{}s:5:"image";a:5:{s:3:"url";s:45:"http://userpic.livejournal.com/7577288/774004";s:5:"title";s:25:"where ego meets voyeurism";s:4:"link";s:43:"http://www.livejournal.com/users/rebelzero/";s:5:"width";s:3:"100";s:6:"height";s:2:"99";}s:12:"parent_field";a:1:{i:0;s:3:"RDF";}s:13:"current_field";s:0:"";s:17:"current_namespace";b:0;s:5:"ERROR";s:0:"";s:13:"last_modified";s:31:"Mon, 13 Oct 2003 13:35:43 GMT
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