tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32920132011-04-21T16:12:06.387-03:00An Ode To ExistenceFasten your seatbelts.Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.comBlogger1351100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1135675923759065052005-12-27T06:26:00.000-03:002005-12-27T06:32:03.773-03:00once againsometimes i go so long without writing anything that it's hard to start up again cuz i can't think of anything that's so noteworthy as to make whatever audience i have think "ah! so that's why he came out of seclusion!" that isn't to say nothing noteworth has happened in the last few months (certainly not the case), it's just that's not what i'm gonna write about. the itch has just Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1127174702494376102005-09-19T21:05:00.001-03:002005-09-20T02:15:26.900-03:00the last 2.5 months of my life in picturesthey say a picture is worth 1,000 words....here's 47 thousand of 'em:God is good, and so is life :) Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1125225025732974012005-08-28T07:08:00.000-03:002005-08-28T07:30:25.776-03:00a night on the townit's past 7 am, the sky is lighter now than it was at all yesterday, and i definitely just got home from a night out on the town. all you can eat sushi dinner in puerto madero with the whole team + emily from mendoza & natosha (ash's best bud from college) who arrived last night for a week long visit, followed by dessert at tgi friday's (don't be fooled by their non-fudgy fudgeJasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1123480915981693652005-08-08T02:49:00.000-03:002005-08-08T15:28:49.223-03:00He speaks!it's 3 am and i just finished listening to an amazing john piper sermon about the sacrifice of being a missionary and why we should be willing to make it (doing missions when dying is gain). i got it from mel's blog, who got it from nathan, the jolly giant (a family friend of bill miller) who was on our team in cachi during the salta missions trip. i'm stoked about the sermon and all Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1123034199821702302005-08-02T22:23:00.000-03:002005-08-02T22:56:39.860-03:00old neigbors biteman, every time we have a spontaneous old school dance party in the kitchen, the crotchety old neighbors gotta ruin by complaining to the portero (argentine version of a building doorman/super). last month before we left for salta aaliyah's one in a million was the inspiration. tonight it was boyz II men's cooleyhighharmony, with elementary school hits such as please don't go, Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1120808178423521022005-07-08T04:07:00.000-03:002005-08-07T21:45:46.733-03:00desiring Godi started this post a week and a half ago, but it started getting long & somewhat deep (or so i like to fancy), so i had to wait for a break in the action to circle back and finish it up. time to get personal.****************************************************************************************************************************************my dear friend melanie has been learning aJasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1119254726496458702005-06-20T04:51:00.000-03:002005-06-20T13:22:13.236-03:00i turned on the oven today!no, that isn't an indicator of how often i cook (which is a lot more often than you probably think), nor is it condemning of my intelligence level. not all ovens in argentina are difficult, but as luck would have it, the two apartments i've lived in came with what seem to be the two most finnicky ovens in existence. they run off natural gas, but are not self-lighting Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1118895302183210022005-06-16T01:15:00.000-03:002005-06-16T01:23:31.106-03:00my boss & his kids miss their mom(l2r-quino, mauricio & charo) Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1115422320638166732005-05-06T20:01:00.000-03:002005-05-08T14:09:59.760-03:00ruminatinglove anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. if you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. but in that casket--safe, dark, motionless, airless--it will change. it will not be Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1114574862749752332005-04-27T00:51:00.000-03:002005-04-27T01:07:42.753-03:00jeopordy!® with Godanswer: fat chance buddy! now go to your room and read romans 8:28 again. or isaiah 30:15, 18. or luke 21:19. or isaiah 49:23. or hebrews 6:12. or isaiah 64:4. or romans 2:7. or isaiah 40:31. you catchin' My drift?question: God, this whole life thing would go a lot more smoothly if You could just let me in on that little thing we like to call Your will for me. seriously, we Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1113980699463850312005-04-20T04:04:00.000-03:002005-04-20T04:04:59.463-03:00I LOVE YOU Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1113800867078131382005-04-18T02:07:00.000-03:002005-04-18T02:07:47.076-03:00a night out with the boys. cheers! Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1113196238230131482005-04-10T23:57:00.000-03:002005-04-11T19:25:19.623-03:00amalgamation of thoughtsi started getting a sore throat saturday night. i hate it when i feel it coming on, cuz there's little to nothing i can do to stop it. except (as kelly so astutely pointed out) to drink orange juice, which i know, and have done before. the thing is i didn't have any in the fridge and i live in argentina: the land where NOTHING is open on sundays. i once walked down the Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1112273950182373312005-03-31T09:47:00.000-03:002005-03-31T09:59:10.183-03:00where's joseph when you need him?i incidentally fell asleep last night with wild at heart by john eldredge under my pillow, and i had a dream about going to law school. law school? the book is all about being a man's man and going out on a limb for God. and i have a dream about being in law school? that doesn't seem very 'wild' to me. maybe it's because that's not something i would normally Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1112023481390524502005-03-28T12:24:00.000-03:002005-03-28T21:59:39.390-03:00thanks momlast night i drank an entire pot of coffee (by myself) from 9-9:30. it's now noon and i still have what i think is a caffeine overdose induced headache. i did it not because i was tired or needed a caffeine jolt to concentrate better, but just because it was sitting there on the counter already made, and i was the only one in the the apartment. so why not? then i went with meeker to Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1111633472222393632005-03-23T23:12:00.000-03:002005-03-24T00:04:32.226-03:00carte blanchepart of me feels like that could describe my mind right now, but that would be an utterly false statement. au contraire, my head is so full of jumbled thoughts, i'm not really sure where to begin sorting through them. on the other hand, i haven't had anything post-worthy in a long time, hence the time gap. i suppose this is how reb must have felt (and may sometimes still feel) while Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1109184323985700652005-02-23T15:32:00.000-03:002005-02-23T15:45:23.986-03:00long time comin'okay, it's been more than a little while, but i've been busy in ARGENTINA for the last three weeks. of course the one or two people who actually read this already know that so i'm pretty much just talking to myself, but i feel the need to bridge the time gap for the sake of posterity.so...it's kinda hot and really humid here in la plata, which is the worst for this beach/desert Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1104740131166281582005-01-03T04:30:00.000-03:002005-01-03T17:24:08.713-03:00ready, set.....oh, not yet
well after having a merry christmas, a happy kwanzaa and festivus (whatever the heck that is) and ringing in the new year, i had originally planned on heading back to argetina on tuesday, but as God would have it, i'm still a ways from my support goal and (barring a miracle, which could still happen) will be spending a couple more weeks here working on that. hopefully Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1103099077609418732004-12-15T04:02:00.000-03:002004-12-15T05:24:37.610-03:00a somewhat eventful day
i've been commenting/complaining to myself and friends i've seen that i really have nothing to do during the day since they all have 9-5 jobs (suckers!) and prime time for support calls (which i really need to get on this week) are the early evening hours. so from the time i wake up (i wake up daily at 7 but don't get out of bed until nine for fear of boredom) there's notJasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1102837985900788622004-12-12T03:44:00.000-03:002004-12-12T04:53:05.900-03:00not so healthy foodstuffs
hot dogs have got to be one of the shadiest forms of "nourishment" known to the american diet. forget about what we know (or don't know) concerning what goes into them....you can tell something's up when you're cooking them on the stove. it just can't be a good sign when yellow while you cook it (especially since that's not the original color of a hot dog). just makes Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1101709782004296502004-11-29T03:29:00.000-03:002004-11-29T03:29:42.003-03:00I'M NOT LAZY
ok, that point can be disputed at times, but with respect to updating here, it hasn't been [solely] due to a lack of motiviation that i haven't written anything in over a month. i was doing alright for a while, but then it came time to actually prepare for my temporary (that's for you mel) return to the states, which involves a lot when you haven't been back in a year. the plane Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1097726911021290212004-10-14T01:13:00.000-03:002004-10-14T01:08:31.020-03:00bleh
i have nothing of substance or worth to write at this moment. i just have the urge to post something for the sake of doing so. and so i do, because i can. usually that would be a pretty stupid reason for doing something. i could go stand in the middle of the street all day to see if i would get hit or if everyone would just drive around me. but that wouldn't be very smart. then again, Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1097216000712306392004-10-08T02:42:00.000-03:002004-10-08T03:23:09.090-03:00GOT KEYS?
cuz i do! finally, after two months of fighting the argentine real estate system, our contract got the last requisite signature today and i got the keys to our new place. i practically lived in the immobilario's office the last two weeks, so now everyone there knows who i am. the security guard knows who i need to see when i walk in the door...it's like cheers, but not quite as fun. Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1095283898859746732004-09-15T18:27:00.000-03:002004-09-15T18:31:38.860-03:00haw yeeaah!
the lady just called and said that the owner will accept our single property guarantee and two proofs of income, for lack of a better term. that's a lot easier to get than another property guarantee. nothing's signed, but i did a ninja scream and a karate chop after hanging up the phone. thank you Jesus!
symphonic melodies: lynard skynard - call me the breeze
Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1095283022168050782004-09-15T17:04:00.000-03:002004-09-15T18:17:02.170-03:00apartment saga
sorry again for the long silence. i've been meaning to write something for the last couple of weeks, but i'd already let things get so backed up (in terms of what i wanted to talk about) that i always felt i wouldn't be able to address everything at once. so instead of just writing about something, i decided no to post at all. great logic, i know.
whatever, i've been sitting Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1091690773588724962004-08-05T03:46:00.000-03:002004-08-05T14:32:36.966-03:00a free form entry
sorta. i'm doing this because i feel like i need to post something pseudo related to the whole salta trip (and whatever else happens to pop out) before i can a) dive in and explain things with more detail or b) move on with my life in whatever direction my wandering mind takes me. we can even take an informal poll among all three or four of you who read this in my comments Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1090947001292989602004-07-27T13:40:00.000-03:002004-07-27T13:50:01.293-03:00HILARITY
i didn´t think i was going to post again until i got back to la plata, but this may very well be one of the funniest things i have ever seen in my life. the grandeur of that statement surely includes a level of exaggeration, but i'm in a good mood right now. thanks to chuberto for the link. i´ll be back in la plata sometime sunday, if all goes as planned. until then, enjoy.
music on myJasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1090540325740415362004-07-22T20:27:00.000-03:002004-07-22T21:14:14.430-03:00happy birthday to me
it's my birthday tomorrow
no one here could know
i was born this thursday
23 years ago
well, it's a day late and i changed the lyrics slightly, but that song has been in my head for the last week so i had to get it out somehow. i was planning on posting it last night, but i ended up not being able to make it down to the locutorio after a long day. it's a bit of a hike Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1089580768407891632004-07-11T17:45:00.000-03:002004-07-11T18:19:28.406-03:00poor paul
hey buddy, you get a special holla today. i'm sure you know it's all fun and games (no one got their eye poked out, right?). just know that anything you say in response is free game and, much like my little sister, you will never win a war of words with me. so beware the consequenes, hehe. you know, if you would take time out of your oh, so busy, life and start updating on that page Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1089332885867452302004-07-08T19:08:00.000-03:002004-07-09T02:54:51.850-03:00in paul's defense
being the thin skinned pansy that he is, paul took offense to the implication in my june 25 post that he was only at the concert to see john mayer (sorry, i think that's what trackback is for, but i'm really not sure, nor do i know how to go about acquiring & installing it. just deal). let the record show that jason blair is not so prideful that he is unable to step back from Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1088465431576298132004-06-28T20:24:00.000-03:002004-06-30T13:31:14.513-03:00*tear*
the summer project left this morning...last night i found out that i wouldn't be able to visit them in b.a. after they get back from iguazu as i had been planning to because the staff decided it would be unfair to the argentine students if i got to go see people in b.a. but they weren't allowed to come. i'm definitely more than a little disappointed about that as much because i wasn't Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1088185235618994552004-06-25T13:54:00.000-03:002004-06-26T02:56:00.766-03:00memories
my upstairs neighbor is blasting this love by maroon 5. in la plata, argentina. very cool. i like m5 a lot because they make good music, and even moreso because i discovered them about a year before they became popular and mainstream (not that there's anything fundamentally wrong with that, as long as the music is actually good and not some retread of the same crap that's been coming Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1087773084163033052004-06-20T19:15:00.000-03:002004-06-20T20:11:24.163-03:00just because
it's been so long since i last posted (just over a month, to be not-so-exact) i think i should post something just for the sake of doing it, so i don't fall out of practice. i have to say i've been slightly disappointed at everyone else's posting rates since summer started in the northern hemisphere and winter down here. except for reb, who has seen it fit to add posting on her Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1084768661735377642004-05-17T01:08:00.000-03:002004-05-17T01:41:33.116-03:00america's self-deprecation
i've been browsing through various blogs, jumping from people i know to people they know, just for the sake of seeing what else is out there. not-surprisingly a fairly common topic for posting has been the brutal murder of nic berg and the subsequent reaction (or in my opinion, severe lack thereof, at least among the public), and inevitable comparisons to the Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1084424108092821262004-05-13T01:49:00.000-03:002004-05-14T19:20:19.106-03:00people suck
i don't doubt that the situation is generally under control. however, two recent events have not only given the media even more fodder freak out over (which in these particular cases i believe they are right to do so), but also demonstrated just how disgustingly evil humans can become. first came the whole revelation of abuse occurring at the abu ghraib prison where u.s. soldiers Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1084150265171499312004-05-09T21:50:00.000-03:002004-05-09T21:57:29.010-03:00bad news
Doctor Unheimlich has diagnosed me withBlair's LurgyCause:eating spicy foodSymptoms:slightly dry rot, pale skin, guilt, sarcasmCure:don't do it againEnter your name, for your own diagnosis:
i submit that the only obvious symptom in my case is the occasional barrage of sarcasm. no dry rot or pale skin here. and especially no guilt for consuming what i do. if i die, at least i do so withJasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1084019094825047562004-05-08T09:24:00.000-03:002004-05-20T11:19:33.613-03:00summer reading list
i'm stealing this from reb like 3 minutes (according to her) after she posted it because i compulsively check her xanga like every 5 minutes, even at 7:30 in the morning (that may be slightyly hyperbolic, but i emphasize the word slightly. and now it's almost 9:30, which tells you how long i spent making my little comments). i am weird. i have come to terms with this, and Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1083521087739066212004-05-02T15:04:00.000-03:002004-05-02T15:19:14.390-03:00my calling in life
i took one of those little online quizzes and it told me that i'm a grammar god my mission in life should be to preserve the english language. sadly, the image won't post, so i'll refrain from placing the annoying box with the little red x here so you can all wonder what the picture looks like. it reminds me of monty python, and very well may be from the movie. if you're Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1083484385222842952004-05-02T04:53:00.000-03:002004-05-02T22:48:13.500-03:00osmosis of cool
my girlfriend dines on pasta and wine in swanky park avenue penthouses with the progeny of movie stars and their significant others. it follows then, that i am way cool by association, no? not that it gets any better than dating reb, but chillin with robin williams' son? the only way i could measure up to that would be running into one of diego maradona's illegitimate love Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1082825458142959312004-04-24T13:50:00.000-03:002004-05-02T05:02:30.606-03:00this is my friend
jonathan wills, ladies and gentleman.
that poor, poor seal.
symphonic melodies: zoinks! - sapsucker sluggo
brain eats: nfl.com draft tracker (go bears!)Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1082820668198833792004-04-24T12:31:00.000-03:002004-04-29T19:11:40.560-03:00everybody is kung fu fighting
so i'm in the old west long beach neighborhood that we lived in from about third grade on through the middle of seventh, only we don't live in my old house. we're living down the street in another house where an old lady whose grandson (my age) used to visit lived. next door there's the same pink/salmon three unit triplex structure that i remember, but a different Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1081910856458824292004-04-13T23:47:00.000-03:002004-04-15T13:45:54.390-03:00november slogan?
thanks to manny for this one...i don't know what it is about politicians that makes them so easy to make fun of. aside from them being in the public eye so much. well, actually i do know what it is. most are willing to sell themselves for less than the corner prostitute as long as you vote them into office, and this makes for a lot of contradictory and ambiguous stances on hotJasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1081824755786913082004-04-12T23:52:00.000-03:002004-04-13T01:56:39.216-03:00another health tip
because i care about my readers so much. maybe the doctor in me isn't quite dead yet. i have to give credit to sergi for finding this, and it figures that he'd discover something like this seeing as he's a fellow lover of dark beer. really dark beer. absence of light dark beer. yes my friends, guinness is good for you! aside from being healthier than other major-brand beers, aJasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1081616047623894452004-04-10T13:54:00.000-03:002004-04-12T13:14:46.140-03:00schizophrenic tendencies
ok, so the white in me is feeling a little unloved after the last post, and the black, mexican, and native american in me are telling him to quit whining cuz he has it pretty good in this world. i guess i can see where he's coming from, so i will just point out that i wasn't hating on all white people, or even "white" culture (which is still the most nebulous and Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1081403409308279382004-04-08T02:50:00.000-03:002004-04-08T17:55:19.450-03:00i can't resist
this is in reb's profile (and check her april 5 entry):
Help out a girl with journalist's block!
I'm trying to do an article on Asian American youth culture -- specifically as it relates to azns and the Internet, but any variety will do. My Park Avenue-residing wealthy Jewish female professor thinks AA culture is just white culture (or, occasionally, an imitation of black cultureJasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1081380444646316932004-04-07T20:27:00.000-03:002004-04-08T01:41:56.200-03:00as if we needed another reason...
making my daily rounds through the news services, i found a more than a little interesting article about sex and prostate cancer. the study apparently leads to the belief that, contrary to past thinking, high levels of sexual activity (and thus orgasms) do not lead to a greater risk of prostate cancer, but may actually reduce the risk of developing the second Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1081271049573434482004-04-06T14:04:00.000-03:002004-04-06T16:31:15.780-03:00why being a history major rules
because you have classes with crazy ass professors like john french who get arrested for growing and selling pot in their spare time (in his house, no less). for some reason i find this not only to be amusing but kinda cool in a really twisted sense. i mean really, can you imagine an engineering, chemistry (i guess they can mix their own little coctails), or Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1081067281405036532004-04-04T05:28:00.000-03:002004-04-04T17:08:49.450-03:00MY ROOMATE GOT [his foot] PLASTERED LAST NIGHT!!!
the insinuation would probably work better if i changed some font sizes, but i'm definitely way too lazy to mess with that right now, plus it's 5:30 am. i dont even know why i'm up right now, other than the fact that i feel the need for some conversation and kat happens to be online right now, thanks to the 5 hour time difference between Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1081023381241857992004-04-03T17:16:00.000-03:002004-04-15T13:46:42.873-03:00political humor
well, after my week long pseudo foreign policy/political rant, i decided i'll take a little break since for my own sake (and probably yours as well). but that doesn't mean i can't link to something else. i was just browsing through other friends' websites and following random links, and i stumbled across this amusing anecdote about john kerry [it's the march 30 entry, totally Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1080892563794137662004-04-02T04:56:00.000-03:002004-04-02T05:07:11.560-03:00going out with a bang
literally, hehe :)
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symphonic melodies: daft punk - digital love
brain eats: the lord of the rings part III: the return of the king by j.r.r. tolkien (frodo needs to suck it up)Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1080797995527189282004-04-01T02:39:00.000-03:002004-04-01T15:44:40.670-03:00computers will be the end of us
i once saw this sci-fi futuristic show (an episode of outer limits maybe?) where the main protaganists (i have no idea who they were, i never really watched that show) had to travel through time and save the human race from extinction. not from starvation, alien invasion, or nuclear disaster, but from computers. and not in the matrix sense, but the story line was Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1080709503642744662004-03-31T02:05:00.000-03:002004-03-31T02:15:04.500-03:00expanding my circle
look, chuberto linked me to his blog! i will return the favor and update the other links that lead to unused blogs someday in the near future. i've already been prepping myself for the mental effort, it's just a matter of time before i make it over the hump of inertia and actually accomplish something. i wonder if maybe chu or anyone else will wander over here from his site Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1080168800633608872004-03-24T19:53:00.000-03:002004-03-24T20:05:19.403-03:00learning
i like to read a lot. you could call me a bookworm. in 6th grade math i got in trouble for reading a book (about the holocaust) that had absolutely nothing to do with math, even though i had already finished my work. the teacher took the book away from me for a day and told me it had content that someone my age shouldn't be reading (it's called maus, and it's in comic book format. a Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1080021101089734172004-03-23T02:51:00.000-03:002004-03-23T04:07:54.530-03:00games of state, and whatnot
so somebody shot taiwanese president chen shui-bian in an apparent assassination attempt while he was campaigning the day before elections and a controversial "pro-independence" referendum (saturday). i saw this friday, but didn't have time to post anything before leaving for the weekend. with all the craziness that's already going on in the world, i suppose i Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1079546061354450592004-03-17T14:54:00.000-03:002004-03-23T03:33:57.856-03:00political chaos
and no, i'm not just talking about the apathetic voting population of america (all 50% of the eligible adults who actually bother to show up), at least not yet. no, right now i'm just talking about how al qaeda is determining spain's foreign policy for them. newly elected prime minister jose luis rodriguez zapatero has said he plans on removing the spanish forces from iraq Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1079497815820234932004-03-17T01:30:00.000-03:002004-03-17T01:32:38.200-03:00where's me pot 'o gold?
i'm mostly posting for the sake of doing so, since i made my pseudo st. patrick's day vow a couple of days ago, and i like to think of myself as a man of my word. and since it's technically already st. patrick's day, i'm feeling a little festive. i don't know why, but the irish in me has decided to express itself, and not a moment too soon. tomorrow i'm gonna head over toJasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1079328683793985872004-03-15T02:31:00.000-03:002004-03-17T01:16:51.700-03:00turning over a new leaf
i've always wondered what that really means. wouldn't it make more sense to say to the effect of 'turning over the leaf' or 'turning over a new side of the leaf' (though they technically only have two sides)? i mean, as it stands, the phrase implies that you're completely abandoning the metaphorical leaf you've already got in favor of a new, fresh start. as nice as this Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1072386736278122022003-12-25T18:12:00.000-03:002003-12-25T18:13:16.826-03:00where have you been?
my, it's been quite some time since i last posted, and that was just to release my suicidal angst after the cubs blew their playoff series when it was impossible to lose, yet i knew it was guaranteed to happen. steve bartman, may i never meet you face to face...
so it's christmas day and what am i doing? blogging in ARGENTINA! thousands of miles from the overwhelmingly Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1066188240773113802003-10-15T00:21:00.000-03:002003-10-15T00:24:40.736-03:00it's just a game...
it's just a game...it's just a game...it's just a game...it's just a game...it's just a game...it's just a game...it's just a game...it's just a game...it's just a game...it's just a game...it's just a game...it's just a game...it's just a game...it's just a game...it's just a game...it's just a game...it's just a game...it's just a game...it's just a game...it's just a game.Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1063577135120584622003-09-14T18:49:00.000-03:002003-09-14T19:05:35.190-03:00shepherd to sheep: the tale of the scorpion
one day a compassionate man saw a scorpion drowning in a pool of water and tried rescuing it, but the scorpion bit him. the man dropped the animal and it fell back into the water, and once again it began to drown. the man attempted again to get it out, and once again the animal but him. an observer watching the situation approached the man and said, "Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1062123808770472872003-08-28T23:23:00.000-03:002003-08-30T17:34:37.120-03:00a death in the fam
even though we weren't blood, he was still my brother, mos def. my boy duane rualo (aka dondi), a founding member of THEM, passed on last night after battling brain cancer for the past three years. we went through a lot together. i really dont know what to say right now. i'm just in shock. i'll post something worthy of bearing his name whenever i regain my bearings.
duane "Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1061787332482851392003-08-25T01:55:00.000-03:002003-08-25T02:00:40.356-03:00summer
is passing on, and fall looms ahead. not seasonally, of course, because there is no such thing as 'seasons' here in southern california. we have february and march, also known as the time when it sometimes rains, and then there's the rest of the year. but calendrically speaking, the end of summer is near. you can tell because people are going back to school. i'm not *tear* but all my goodJasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1060500527054735462003-08-10T04:28:00.000-03:002003-08-10T04:31:57.980-03:00vehicular excitement and such...
wow, it seems like this was the first saturday in a long while that i didn't have something going on. i was almost bored, but i couldn't allow myself to feel that way, or else i'd also have to feel guilty for not doing all the stuff i should have done today. so instead i just got some new tires for the car, went to the bank, wandered the mall, didn't find Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1059437517643956982003-07-28T21:11:00.000-03:002003-07-29T21:20:06.730-03:00man i stink!
literally i mean. it's 4:30, and i haven't taken a shower yet. sad huh? but i haven't had to leave the house for any reason other than to sweep up the daggum dates that fall off our palm trees and attract flies, so no real impetus to shower has presented itself as of yet. it will happen sometime in the next hour though, i'm sure.
i'm getting really annoyed that i can't space the 'Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1059111342190664252003-07-25T02:35:00.000-03:002003-07-25T02:43:43.303-03:00go shorty! it's your birthday
not anymore, but two days ago that hook applied to none other than myself. and now i'm 22, on july 22. hey look, my age and birthday match. that'll never happen again. at least i was old enough to recognize and take joy in the fact instead of it happening when i was like 2 or something. you have to find happiness in the little things. it makes life much more Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1056934397148830272003-06-29T21:53:00.000-03:002003-06-29T22:02:17.516-03:00a rut
is not what i'm in right now, but i will be soon if i don't find something useful to do during my days. i haven't felt especially motivated to do anything since i've gotten back, and i hate that feeling. no one likes to be bored, especially someone with undiagnosed a.d.d., right? of course there's stuff i should be doing, like making phone calls, raising support and such, but it's hard to Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-1056239147270730792003-06-21T20:45:00.000-03:002003-06-21T22:16:12.553-03:00what up
man, it's been a while. no more duke. no more durham. *tear* ok, i'm done with that. i've been meaning to update for a while now, but i just keep forgetting, what with my non-hectic schedule and all. i'm at my grams' casa in augusta, ga right now, but i'm actually gonna pz tomorrow morning. i've been here for three weeks and it's been fun hangin with her but i gotta get movin on to cali.Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-941666922003-05-11T19:02:00.000-03:002003-06-21T22:16:40.683-03:00done (for reals!)
i am officially a graduate and alumni of duke university. or as good 'ole president nan said, i have "entered the ranks of educated men and women." so that means i was what before? sometimes the pretentiousness is a bit much. oh well. God bless.
sounds: ben harper - everything
food for thought: staring at my degree/diploma/whatever it's calledJasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-940133072003-05-08T18:24:00.000-03:002003-05-08T18:27:02.000-03:00
a poem of sorts
stolen.
grading is like fraud
all work becomes one letter
where did my words go?
~katie halliday
i got this from a friend's profile. i have no idea who the author is, but i feel ya katie. m'out. God bless.
sounds: railroad earth - head
food for thought: my checkbook....doh!Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-938479682003-05-06T03:54:00.000-03:002003-05-06T04:04:53.000-03:00
pimp!
my pops has a website! and it's way sweetness^infinte power compared to mine....that's very cool and kinda depressing at the same time, hehe. one look tells you i got absolutely none of his creative juices, cuz he's really good at what he does (graphic design, advertising, being creative in general) and i'm not very good at any of those things. but hey, now that i'm done with school and Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-935135912003-04-30T02:15:00.000-03:002003-04-30T02:15:23.803-03:00
a journal entry
by grace God saved me through salvation in Christ. then, by His grace, He gave me and continues to give me His Spirit and the ability to live a life of servanthood that is pleasing to Him. and then, when i get to heaven, He's going to reward my life of service with more gifts, based on what i did only because of His original gift of grace. He's going to reward me for taking Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-933688882003-04-27T22:06:00.000-03:002003-04-27T22:06:47.620-03:00
HOLY CRAP!!!
that is all i have to say. God bless.
sounds: the white stripes - dead leaves and the dirty ground
food for thought: he's leaving home: my young son becomes a zen monk - kiyohiro miura
Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-929199742003-04-20T02:18:00.000-03:002003-04-20T02:18:02.793-03:00
shss (severe holiday shopping syndrome)
too bad i couldn't think of a cool acronym that you can pronounce, like sars or aids or something. but what is it about holidays that make people want to go shopping? is there some innate shopping desire that is especially aroused near festival days? i only ask because the store is a wreck thanks to the bajillion people who came through today and Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-916909002003-03-31T03:01:00.000-03:002003-03-31T03:11:17.000-03:00
good vibes
'to love is to make one's self vulnerable, but to be devoted to loving is to be strong.'
these are exciting times in the life of jason. socially, spiritually and ministry-wise things are on the up & up. it's been a long time since i last updated, and i don't exactly know why. i guess i didn't feel like i had major stuff to write about, and i still don't for the time being. but Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-900401252003-03-03T05:33:00.000-03:002003-03-03T05:33:34.186-03:00
won't you be my neighbor?
sadness abounds. mr. rogers died last week. remember him? of course you do. he was the really nice old man you used to watch for half an hour every day during the early years of your childhood. man, that was a good show. my favorite part was the little train that would go from his living room to wherever that magical land was with the king and queen and castle and Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-896985962003-02-25T04:22:00.000-03:002003-02-25T04:29:44.000-03:00
doh
you'd think that having class only two days a week would give me ample time to prepare for the few tests and quizzes i'm bound to have during the semester. yet here i find myself @ 2 am the night before a spanish test, having just finished making the last something like 200 flashcards that i should have memorized by 12:40 tomorrow afternoon. you wish you could procrastinate like me.
ever Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-891285882003-02-15T01:42:00.000-03:002003-02-25T04:23:05.000-03:00
happy day
or something like that. not that i've got anything to show for this 'holiday,' but everyone else seems to be enjoying themselves, so good for them. nothing special or insightful, i just felt it was for some reason necessary that i post something tonight. it's been a while anyway, so why not? hope the couples are enjoying themselves (within limits) and as for us single folk, well Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-878977502003-01-23T10:49:00.000-03:002003-01-23T13:50:53.000-03:00
shnizzow!
sub-freezing temperatures have now been officially justified :) i love snow, it's the only thing that makes cold weather worthwile in my opinion. so now i'm happy, especially since my first class has already been cancelled. woot! one down, three to go, heheh. ok, time to chill with the Big Guy in the sky. pz to my peoples! God bless.
sounds: passion - i will worship
food for thought:Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-878727022003-01-22T22:38:00.000-03:002003-01-23T01:27:45.000-03:00
go cali
i wrote this whole rant about politics and the pansies in the u.n., but then i decided i don't really want it up here. just writing it out released some tension, so i guess this served its purpose. instead, i will let jim caple explain to y'all why cali is the bomb despite the moronic governer who brings us deficits and blackouts galore along with socialist tax levels. it's still a Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-877648772003-01-21T01:08:00.000-03:002003-01-21T02:04:06.000-03:00
pssst....oi!
dude, i am now an expert on the biological differences between men and women, as well as everything there is to know about the military operations of the gulf war, iraq's nuclear program, and saddam hussein's rise to power. ok, not really. especially not the former, i still have and inverse understanding of the opposite sex (basically that makes me retarded when it comes to women),Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-876668202003-01-19T01:59:00.000-03:002003-01-19T02:22:25.000-03:00
part two
things are well. the holidays were enjoyable. it was nice seeing he fam. i'm alive. made it safely driving across the country in three days. i-40 was a lot more interesting than i thought it would be. especially alone. except arkansas, but i guess that's to be expected. the semester has gone well so far, save for the fact that i can't seem to locate a colloquial spanish dictionary thatJasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-864241132002-12-23T02:57:00.000-03:002002-12-23T02:57:39.683-03:00
hey now
so this is like the first time i've ever updated from a place other than the great metropolis of durham. right now i'm chillaxin in socali, back at the rents for chrtistmas. but i can't stay in one place for very long, so i'm off to christmas conference back in gboro from the day after christmas until new year's, then back here, and then i get to drive cross country to north carolina inJasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-857693222002-12-10T03:13:00.000-03:002002-12-10T03:18:24.000-03:00
snow days rock
my away messages finally make sense in light of recent events. yeh, so it snowed here somethin fierce last wednesday. it was coming down thick, in fargo-like proportions. definitely had fun times skipping class and playing in the snow. i've never seen duke students so happy this late in the year. what a difference a little snowball fight makes, eh? so i crashed in russell & Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-848026662002-11-20T03:14:00.000-03:002002-11-20T03:14:44.350-03:00
words of wisdom
it's ok to be sad sometimes, cuz then you know what happiness really is. it gives you perspective.
sounds: stuart townsend - in Christ alone
food for thought: the armada - garrett mattinglyJasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-846964142002-11-18T03:58:00.000-03:002002-11-18T03:58:52.256-03:00
from the journal...
'there might not be a worse feeling in the world than knowing (or thinking that you know) someone who you think is an amazing person in so many ways doesn't feel the same way about you. it hurts. as i contemplate this, i hear God speaking. "now you know how I feel," He says. not exactly, cuz His love is much greater, deeper & wider than anything i could ever hope to offer Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-843887502002-11-11T21:16:00.000-03:002002-11-11T21:16:16.173-03:00
i'm hungry
how come it's taking the green beans longer to cook than the hamburger helper? and how come they don't put the directions for cooking green beans on the back of the can like they do for soup? that makes me feel really dumb. but for reals, how do i know if i need to put it in more water or if the water in the can is enough or how long i'm supposed to cook it? that's a rhetorical Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-843064332002-11-10T04:01:00.000-03:002002-11-12T21:58:30.000-03:00
blah
do you ever feel like you're just floating through life? not feeling awesome, not feeling horrible...maybe not feeling much at all. life is little more than this laundry list of daily tasks, you finish them (sometimes), go to sleep, then wake up and do it all over again. it's all quite monotonous....not really what i had in mind when i requested the groundhog day. i only wonder this Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-832011162002-10-19T01:26:00.000-03:002002-10-19T05:17:15.000-03:00
i am such a lame dork
and i prove this to myself everyday. doing (or not doing) things in such a way that i wish i had a time machine so i could go back and do them better. yeh...it's probably no big deal, but i'm still kicking myself over it. jason, jason, jason....why don't you ever learn?!?
so i finally found a place that's actually taking signups for comments, and managed to get it workingJasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-831530752002-10-18T01:18:00.000-03:002002-10-18T01:18:50.010-03:00
hello mr. bigglesworth
it's frikkin freezing in here! so i guess october in north carolina means significantly colder weather, unlike october in socali. you'd think i would have learned that after three years out here, and perhaps become slightly accustomed to the frost inducing temperatures, but somehow i've managed to avoid that. jay and i tried turning on the heat tuesday....yeh, that didn'tJasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-830253732002-10-15T15:46:00.000-03:002002-10-15T15:55:12.000-03:00
cold & rain
are a lethal combination. whenever you want to put someone to sleep, just make the weather cold & rainy and BOOYAH! they'll be out like a fat kid in dodgeball. not that i mind that. i actually like sleeping, so it's all good. i'm just saying....
so i woke up the painfully early hour of 8:30 (that's early for a vacation day, right?) to go to work cuz the sign i saw last week said Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-829528722002-10-14T03:12:00.000-03:002002-10-14T03:16:53.000-03:00
a revelation
i went with mojo and his friend neal to the driving range tonight and sucked it up like a newborn attacking a bottle. of the 60 or so balls i attempted to hit, perhaps 10 or so actually went somewhere worth mentioning, while the majority just rolled a few feet along the grass. it took me a good 10 minutes of completely whiffing on my swings to even make contact with the ball on a Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-828312452002-10-11T04:15:00.000-03:002002-10-11T04:15:50.393-03:00
one of those three am thoughts....
i really miss my gramps. i dunno where that came from, but i just started thinking about him. we used to go catfishin every time i went to visit. what a cool, dude he was. if i could be half as godly as him....i remember when i found out he died. man, if ever i was hit by a load of bricks, that was the moment. i felt like the world was over or somethin. but Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-824541192002-10-03T02:26:00.000-03:002002-10-03T02:26:56.626-03:00
squirrels
are everywhere. and they aren't acting normal, if there is such a thing for squirrels. so i'm up at 6 this morning to start/finish a paper that was due today. thankfully, i got an extension on the bigger one so i have until friday to finish it, but that's another story. so i'm chillin at the comp, trying to break the writer's block that i always have until 12 hours before the deadlineJasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-823728062002-10-01T14:17:00.000-03:002002-10-01T14:17:12.703-03:00
i like meat
like, a lot! love it! love it! love it! in fact, if i could only eat one thing for the rest of my life, i would choose meat. just thought you should know. pz out and God bless.
sounds: alison krauss & union station - so long, so wrong
food for thought: trade and civilization in the indian ocean - k. n. chaudhuriJasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-823424632002-09-30T22:56:00.000-03:002002-09-30T22:56:06.880-03:00
and this is for e...
cuz she is just that cool. she too made a request for more reading material, and who am i to deny someone personal happiness? too bad i didn't actually get to talk to her when she imed me. of course i was in another room reading. do i have the worst timing or what e? for reals! :P
anyway, things are looking up ever so slowly. met with my prof about that russian paper and Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-823010072002-09-30T02:36:00.000-03:002002-09-30T02:36:53.646-03:00
this one is for kells...
cuz she requested that i get off my lazy butt and make an addition to this so that she'd have more procrastination material. so here i am, doing my own form of procrastination by making entries here instead of doing the massive amounts of reading i really need to get done like last week. now all i have is a couple hundred pages left and two papers to write by wednesday,Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-812719442002-09-07T04:59:00.000-03:002002-09-07T05:03:36.000-03:00
bluegrass anyone?
nickel creek is coming to cary on oct. 3!!!! woooooooooooohoooooooooseeerrrrsss!!!! can't wait to see that with d-rock and whoever else decides to join us. just gotta find the money for the tix :P
so it's about midnight, and i'm checkin my email. what do i see? something from the dean's secretary informing us that the add/drop period is now over and it's too late to rearrangeJasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-810762742002-09-03T02:08:00.000-03:002002-09-03T02:08:38.413-03:00
givin it up, Nati style
yo phil (aka p diddy), i don't have a clue as to if you ever read this, but it don't matter much. thanks bro, for being that messenger of peace for me tonight. what an encouraging conversation. you're a brotha like no otha. pz and God bless.
sounds: burlap to cashmere - eileen's song
food for thought: mr. ghosh has a lot to say about egyptJasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-810692492002-09-02T23:18:00.000-03:002002-09-02T23:34:02.000-03:00
monday monday
man, it's only monday and i'm already tired. this is not gonna work, i need to find a way to get some energy. and how about some money too? my parents made me pay the rent this month, which i was not expecting. that, plus the four hundred fifty freakin dollars i had to spend on books this semester has me staring at the red ink for the first time in my life. this is getting Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3292013.post-808728292002-08-29T12:30:00.000-03:002002-08-29T12:34:28.000-03:00
back in the groove
it's been a good three days i suppose. as good as they can be with me being required to attend classes and such. i would have written sooner but things have been more than a little crazy so far this week. this is probably not a good thing, but classes are almost secondary right now to all the stuff i'm doing with crusade. it's not like i'm neglecting my work (what little i Jasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614059718121058074noreply@blogger.com0