Ken

Tue, 29 Mar 2005 04:17:12 GMT

Ready..... LOOK AN UPDATE...

that is all.

Today is the most pointless day ever.....

Mon, 05 Jul 2004 14:09:51 GMT

I'd like to know who the hell books limosine reservations on July 4th/5th. It makes no damm sense. People are so lazy they have to call in to figure out when their getting picked up. 9 times out of 10 the chose the damm time anyway. Between the annoying customers and the moron girl a few cubes over watching cat in the hat, i'm about to lose my fucking mind. Anywho... some boredom for you.

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Ferrari

Thu, 03 Jun 2004 06:41:48 GMT

Oh and if anyone for whatever reason (hey i'm not gonna judge you) needs a english manual for a Ferrari, let me know I have pdfs lol

Jeeze I"m bored

Thu, 03 Jun 2004 06:40:09 GMT

Ok...Simple Task...Anyone who sees an older BMW when I mean older i mean 1986-1991 for sale in this area...LET ME KNOW!!! I want one in the worst way and actually have the funds so...yeh let me know!

P.S. It looks like this
http://www.ucalgary.ca/~mborrell/e303.JPG

Work = Borring = Livejournal and getting paid to update!

Sun, 30 May 2004 18:10:28 GMT

okay wow, its been forever and a few days since i've written anything here. It's been a hiatus of sorts. I'm acutally going to make a concerted effort to kinda keep this more updated than once a month or more.

Currently, I got my lazy ass a job. I take reservations for an over priced limosine company. Call me sometime at work and bother me, unless its saturday or sunday when i avoid the place like the plauge. 800-451-5466 x2305. Otherwise everythings great. Last night hung out with Gfunk aka Gordon. Drove around listening to music for most of the night. Ended up in edgewater, played an overpriced game, went to the diner as fucking usual. I wish there was something better do to in this area, it's so life sucking to do the same damm thing all the damm time. At work right now, its painfully slow, damm holiday. But I'm not taking any lunch so i'm screwing them out of overtime pay. I love working the system to make it work for me.

It's been so damm long since i've updated i doubt anyone will actually read this, its weird but funny at the same time. I just don't really have anything interesting to say or think about anymore so its like why bother writing. I may end up going back to doing the whole this is what i did whith my day today type of babble posts, just to occupy myself at work. or something.

In other ideas and thoughts I'm trying to get a 1985-1991 BMW 3 series to play with and work on so if anyone sees one for sale under 1800 let me know! Thanks

Ok thats enough of my mindless dribble. Untill i'm bored at work again....

Way back and Way ahead

Sun, 21 Mar 2004 09:52:09 GMT

Many years ago, when I was much younger, I used to think a lot about the future. What I would do, where my life was going, vs. what I wanted to be doing/going. It is highly unusual for a 10 yearold to think about these things. Still yet I find myself at 21 thinking the same things. I guess its always like that for everyone, whether they realize it or not. 11 years from now I bet I'll look back, and wonder where the years went, and try to think back to when I was 10 and remember whether or not if I got where I wanted to be when I was 10. Granted prespectives of this are drastically skewed about the ideas and ideals of a 10 year old vs a 32 year old person. I gather I'd be a father preferably at least 2 times over, a husband, an associate, a friend, and an overall good person, and definately not an overburdening stressful person.

Sometimes my father scares me

Mon, 09 Feb 2004 20:50:24 GMT

yeh I know the joke is old, but its funny

Thu, 05 Feb 2004 20:16:54 GMT

don't ya just love this....

Life....or something like it

Fri, 30 Jan 2004 16:50:06 GMT

Yesterday would have been the day that broke the camel's back...had it not already been broken. I am job-less, out of an original 19 credits i started with i'm now going to be down to 12, the one job I was banking on for the longest time is not replacing the next two people that leaves, so who the hell knows when, or if ever I get a call. I've got tuition, car insurance, and a shit load of other bills to pay, and without a job they won't get paid. Trust me i've been looking, but its similar to looking into the sky at night, a few dim lights here and a few dim lights there. Nothing all too bright and promising. I'm not even sure of my mood right now, i'm just kinda writing because for once, I know whats bothering me, and I can describe it exactly, word for word. Argh, I guess i'll go back to looking for work...take it easy

NJIT

Wed, 28 Jan 2004 21:12:52 GMT

so another hour and a half to go. I hate this time when all I can do is sit around, and do either reading or sitting online doing nothing. Its cold too. I figure they need to save money so they turn the fucking heat off. Teriffic. Just teriffic. Theta Chi had a BBQ in the snow (yes it was snowing) Those guys are not the brightest of the bunch but their fun to hang around with and rip on from time to time. Anyway so I had my first Management 290, business law class. The professor is quite halarious, very real and understandable. She makes it interesting and I definately think I'll do well in it. Math is up next...the same math i've failed 2 times before
like they say, third time's the charm. All this time there is this kid walking around the building i'm sitting in, swaying and talking under his breath to himself, kinda weird. Also then a cop came by, took out his pad and pen, and jotted something down, and walked off. This is a strange strange place I'm in today...

I've been around a few times so it seems

Wed, 28 Jan 2004 20:44:44 GMT

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Adaptation

Mon, 12 Jan 2004 09:27:38 GMT

I was watching Adaptation earlier today when, I guess you could take it as inspiration came to me to write. Not necessarily just because of the movie, and more of that and other events of the last few days combined into one. 1) I haven't written in a while, 2) I've finally been able to piece together the words from thoughts racing around in my brain like the vibrations from a speaker, eventually forming logical sound in the air. I haven't really had the urgency to write for a long time, nor the need. But I regress from my intended point, I'll stop boring you all with my inner musings.

This was all borne out of a single quote that struck me in an extraordinary way. It's one of those "it kind of makes your think" clichs, but as it well may be, it did make me think. In observation, and thus deep reflection, I'll keep you hanging in suspense, albeit light suspense for another few lines, some people embrace things for many reasons, some to escape, some to feel better, and some just because it brings meaning to their otherwise meaningless life. Just to spare you: "I suppose I do have one unembarrassed passion. I want to know how it feels to care about something passionately." If you think about it lightly, rocks, cars, pennies, stamps, and a rather objective grouping of objects come to mind when you think about it. Where my thoughts intersected at just below a 45-degree angle, took me to a tangent thought about myself. Call it narcistic and self absorbed and dare I say selfish, but I cannot recall one think I have or may have felt passionately about. All past obsessions as I should put them haven't held my attention long enough to have an entirely large enough impact on my life, enough to care about enough and occupy my thoughts. It all used to be to just go through the motions to get through the day, week, month, year, which is until now.

"You are what you love, not what loves you." Indeed so it may seem. I do love to write, but am I a writer, in some diluted form? yes I would say I am. A good one? Not by far. I write what I think, what I feel, and what I see, which ironically isn't that much far off from what other people do. To be unique, you just have to be you. You are what makes what ever you translate to ink and paper, or a series of 1's and 0's on top of another billion series of 1's and 0's different from the next guy or girl. I wouldn't say I am fanatical about writing, as those of you who may read this may assume. (again) I regress from my intended topic.

I have since, in the past 7 months, have indeed found something I do feel passionately about. Something/one that has enveloped all my thoughts and future actions to some degree. It gives me a purpose, and a direction to take. Motivation to wake up in the morning/afternoon and face the world. It's a comfort, a joy, a source of a plethora of emotions that I have not ever encountered or even imagined delving in, in my entire life uphill that point. The point I knew I had found something to profoundly and definitively proclaim to myself that I have indeed found someone I care about passionately and thoroughly. However it took the absence of her to make me realize this.

I close with a quote, how...I guess trite.

"There are too many ideas and too many people. And too many directions to go. I was starting to believe that the reason it matters to care passionately about something, is that is whittles the world down to a more manageable size."

I miss and love you honey. =)

So....

Thu, 01 Jan 2004 08:01:50 GMT

New Years, A time for being close, and a time to reflect on the year past and the year to be. *shrug* just like any other day really when it all comes down to it. Except the fact that people get together, drink (maybe to forget the year past, or to purge memories of the past year, or to vomit once more just before the year is up), and be merry. It's one of those holidays that is a wishywashy one if you will. Some people take it to the extreme and sit out in the cold at times square for the entire day to see the ball drop, which in itself is silly, but i'll get to that in a minute. Others work, go home to bed, and sleep all day, and sill others decide to get shit faced, make a total fool of themself (yes i've been known to do that from time to time), or just sit and relax in solice. Or, like two years ago, I spent it playing GT3, watched the ball drop, then ended up driving through harriman with Josh cause I was so bored. But anyway. Seriously though, the giant ball? WHO the HELL decided that dropping a ball down a flag pole was a way to ring in the new year? It really makes no sense. Now a clock, that makes sense, but a ball? no.

Its late, I'm tired, and need sleep and a job, but i've opted for sleep, nite.

Woot!

Wed, 17 Dec 2003 06:44:09 GMT

I'm 21....hello bar!

Perfect?

Sun, 23 Nov 2003 20:41:58 GMT

So I ran accross this song a while ago and now that things are movin around a lot like they used to, so much uncertianty lately, I feel this song applies...

Hey dad look at me
Think back and talk to me
Did I grow up according to plan?
And do you think I'm wasting my time doing things I wanna do?
But it hurts when you disapprove all along

And now I try hard to make it
I just want to make you proud
I'm never gonna be good enough for you
I can't pretend that
I'm alright
And you can't change me

'Cuz we lost it all
Nothing lasts forever
I'm sorry
I can't be perfect
Now it's just too late and
We can't go back
I'm sorry
I can't be perfect

I try not to think
About the pain I feel inside
Did you know you used to be my hero?
All the days you spend with me
Now seem so far away
And it feels like you don't care anymore

And now I try hard to make it
I just want to make you proud
I'm never gonna be good enough for you
I can't stand another fight
And nothing's alright

'Cuz we lost it all
Nothing lasts forever
I'm sorry
I can't be perfect
Now it's just too late and
We can't go back
I'm sorry
I can't be perfect

Nothing's gonna change the things that you said
Nothing's gonna make this right again
Please don't turn your back
I can't believe it's hard
Just to talk to you
But you don't understand

'Cuz we lost it all
Nothing lasts forever
I'm sorry
I can't be perfect
Now it's just too late and
We can't go back
I'm sorry
I can't be perfect

'Cuz we lost it all
Nothing lasts forever
I'm sorry
I can't be perfect
Now it's just too late and
We can't go back
I'm sorry
I can't be perfect

Turning point, whats the point

Thu, 13 Nov 2003 00:53:53 GMT

So being jobless again I've had a bit of time to think about a bunch of things. One being mainly the people around, rather the people that used to be around. There are way too many events that transpired over the past few months that many people are quite familliar with. I know change is inevitable, it happens all over the world, all the time. Hell the seasons change, but then again not really anymore, its hot its cold its hot its cold, anyway you get the idea. Random side note, my face is bleeding. Yay.

So change occurs, just like shit. But we know why shit occurs, but change is a pesky cock fuck. The variables, too imense to comprehend, present themselves as random innocent situations. But over time of being exposed to it, change occurs. Kind of like when one sits on uranium for a while, their ass is bound to change at some point. But anyway I regress. Its interesting to see how someone who once was truthful and honest become incredibly devious and fake. Another side question if I may...How the hell does someone become so fake so fast? Is the the people in close proximity, or is it an event? I personally think in the particular case I'm thinking about is the fact that the people in close proximity caused such change. This is all very irritating and aggrivating, but wait there is more!

So again, we have change, and then we have people who want change, but only around certian people. I think its amusing to watch someone follow another around with their head so far up the other's ass that they could practically be one person. Pathetic! Yet when their idol, or statuette isn't around, they act like themselves. I really think that individuals with this, disorder of sorts should seek help at once, and purge themselves of this world. Furthermore I wish people would just get up and say to someone's face, stop being fake and get your head out of their ass and live your own damm life. Stop seeking so much approval from someone, live your own goddammed life and answer to no one but yourself. Your comptetnt aren't you? If not, well dosen't that just suck for you!

Next is the compulsive people, these people take steps to do things, but ultimately they lose interest, or completely forgot about it one day. Seriously though, compulsive liars....I swear, these people have no idea what their saying or doing, OR they do and lie to themselves to convince them that choice A is better than choice B or that they slept with 40 people and their only 21! I don't even know what else to say other than just quit it, see yourself for what you are, stop being whorish and move the fuck on!

There you have it, a genuine rant from myself to you. It's been a while since I last had something to bitch at. It felt good thank you. If this is taken out of context, I don't care! Don't involve me with petty shit cause thats what it is, PETTY!

Thank You. Good Night...cocky fuck.....damm that is a fun phrase!

Its been a damm long while

Tue, 04 Nov 2003 06:43:26 GMT

HOLY SHIT! it's been over a month since i've touched this thing. Maybe its time i drop by and say hello here. Kristin's sleeping, and I can't, there's a shock. I haven't been sleeping well lately, I think its the Welbutrin to help me quit smoking thats making me a bit nutty and out of my mind sometimes. I don't know. Being jobless sucks cause I can't afford anything that I want. Like the motorcycle i want, its only 3k but i don't have 3k, shit i barely have 20 cents to rub together to make a quarter. But in general i'm happy, i do my thing get by and sleep sometimes. its good living here. I love my girl, an she loves me, and quite honestly, all the money in the world can't buy the feeling of waking up next to the person you love....

Class

Wed, 03 Sep 2003 22:21:49 GMT

Well here I am, updating once again, I do still read this, I just haven't had a lot to talk about for the last 3 months. So this is corporate finance. Quite elementary if you ask me, considering I have taken both economics classes already, so this is a breeze. I'm just kinda of sitting here writing this to kill time. Being awake at 5am till now is a long fucking time to stay awake. Theres a few things I still need to do but whatever it'll wait. I'm just writing to say how amazing of a summer I had and how I didn't think that the summer would be all that, and a bag of doritos, but in acutalaty it turned out to be the best summer of my entire life. I don't think i've ever been so happy before, albiet when i was a small child and the only concern of mine was who was going to change my dirty diaper, but still, putting things into prespective, it's been the best, not necessarially the smoothest, but the best all around summer i've ever had. More later....

Um...Is this thing still on?

Mon, 11 Aug 2003 23:35:37 GMT

Has anyone else noticed that this box that you type into says "event:" now. Is it really an event, or just a random mussing that people put here. Well I'm sure things that people put in here by its very relavance becomes an event, everything is an event really, from breathing to sleeping. It's something that happend, hell even a thought is an event of thousands of neurons firing in the correct patterns to generate a logical thought. Or in somecases, and more often than not, an illogical one. Anyway I'm done and yes i realized i contradicted myself.

I'm bored at home, whatelse is new. I've got no place to go and an active imagination, thus the previous post was born, if you get it great, if not thats cool too cause you can put your own spin on it and take it for what you want it to be, but if you'r curious, just ask, I'm glad to answer questions about my writing and mussings about whatever it is i think about and do. Also if your as bored as I am, check out my other site with tons more writing and other creative things born from boredom...

web.njit.edu/~kn3/unrelated/old_site/index.html

What it is to Become and Be...

Mon, 11 Aug 2003 23:17:25 GMT

So begins another week.
A week of sleepless restless nights.
The urge to leave this place grows stronger with every waking moment.
I'm dancing with the idea to leave.
Waltzing right out of this place,
to a better one.

The hurt the pain of being detatched is mounting,
I need to break free of the bonds of greenbacks.
I want to escape to a place where knowledge and thoughtfullness reign.
Filtering out the blackness to open up a vastness of blue and beauty,
unsurpassed by anything known to this day.

I want to run in the feilds behind the house,
breathe in the air and know I'm free,
Free to do what I want, when I want,
not having to worry about the man looking through the camera.
This fleeting feeling of watchfulness slips out the crack under the door,
only in your dreams.

If only I could be there; live though it,
I'd be satisfied with life.
Only I feel the minutes and hours,
slipping by just as the pavement slips behind the car.
Helpless but to watch it slip through the fingers,
Turned to moltent metal, reflecting times behind;
yet hinting towards the future, and what is to come and be.

Mon, 11 Aug 2003 03:39:33 GMT

I'm in for another long ass borring week...or maybe its gonna be hectic again, who knows but monday to friday...man its gonna suck..school starts soon, not too wild about that idea, but if i get my shit together its only 4 more semesters i have to deal with, then work, then hopfully grad school. Its going to be a definately interesting upcomming 3 years...shit i'll be 23 in 3 years...oh i feel old =(

Thu, 07 Aug 2003 21:37:00 GMT

Still just counting the hours, minutes, seconds....Dammit Saturday Hurry the Fuck up and get here alreadY!

Thu, 07 Aug 2003 04:48:49 GMT

Two days and a few hours....

So this is where I went...

Mon, 21 Jul 2003 03:23:08 GMT

I'm sitting here trying to figure out what to write. I've forgoten my rule of writing. Let it flow, don't think just put it down on paper. So with that said, here it goes, a concious thought stream. I'm listening to a springsteen song right now. I saw him play last thursday, it was one of the most exhilerating times of my life. To be able to look up all around me and see 55,000 people singing, waving, screaming, and having a damm good time. There were no quarrels, screaming matches, fighting. Just every one having a good time. Now I ask you, why dosen't this happen all the time? Is it just human nature to want to hate, envy, be inveralby mean to one another? I don't know, I just wonder where we're going as a race. Do we get enjoyment out of seeing other people suffer or get upset? Is it some machosististic desire to see bad things happen to people, to get them upset or mad? I don't know, I just rely on my upbringing to realize that in general, most people will treat you as you treat them. Moving on, my mind likes to change directions a lot if you haven't noticed. This has to be the best summer of my life to date, I've been enjoying life and the company of my best friend, my companion, my lover, my everything. It's shocking to think it was only a month and a half that I've met her for the first time. Kristin is really an inspiration for me, a kick in the ass if you will. She's the main reason I go to bed at night, and wake up the next morning. Its so odd to be sitting online again, its the second day actually, but its odd. I remember really enjoying just getting home and planting my ass on this chair and talking to people online, but lately I really tire of it quickly. I get so restless now when I'm on my own. I think the only thing that keeps me here is the fact that I have work at 7am tomorrow, and after that I'll see Kristin again. Now all this sounds mushy and such, but it's the God's honest truth. To be able to say that this one single person is the factor of my life that grounds me. That this one single person makes me feel at home wherever we are. The day I met her I had this weird feeling that I have known her before, but I couldn't ever place a finger on it. To this day I still can't, but I still feel I've known her for the longest time. Shes one of the few people I know that I can spend all my time with and never get tired of seeing her or talking to here. When we have silence between us, its plesant and comfortable. I've never felt this close to someone ever in my life. I always felt a longing for something/some one but not anymore.

This is good....very good.

Um...Is this thing still on?

Thu, 10 Jul 2003 21:29:23 GMT

It's been quite sometime since I've even looked at this site. It's good to see that somethings never change. Well suprisingly once again I have nothing good to say, so .... 'late