Ohkay, im sorry, that was a bit much. I didnt mean to sound so...well mean. I forgive you. But Chris doesn't. He holds a grudge. I dont though!! So welcome back to the fold mighty believers, im glad you love us as much as we love you. And im glad that your up to the task, because we love you so much. So if i love you so much why have i been so lax in letting you know what has been going on in my life? Well its because ive been very busy. It happens from time to time. Right now im working on several art pieces that are taking alot of planning and work, they are four large pieces involving silk screening, sculpture, painting, electrical lights, some darks, and alot of symbolism all tying into The Picture of Dorian Gray. Whoooo goddamn hot girl. Oh wait sorry. Ummm wait..yes!! The um..picture of dorian gray invovles..a hot girl...oh wait it does!! That wasnt just me trying to tie that odd exclamation into the point of this rant..but she doesnt have anything to with my piece...so perhaps it doesnt matter...okay. Well anyway, its all about the picture of dorian gray, or at least the symbolism and moral behind it, mainly the concept of what influence can do and cause. There are three additonal pieces, one for Dorian Gray, one for Basil Hallward, and one for Lord Henry. The fourth piece involves bits of the other three pieces and combines them into one. I'll type out the "statement" about it that i wrote for my teacher, so he could know what im doing and we can be on the same page, it describes what its all about. Other pieces im working on are even larger, and cooler, if possible. I think there are about 5, and one piece alone requires me to cast 5 large resin rods. Another involves me casting resin replicas of those little bride and groom figurines that sit atop wedding cakes. Those will be placed onto this device ive adjusted/created. Imagine a long rectangular box, with iron bars across the top of it resembling an assembly line, on each side of this box are pegs with wheels attached to the bottom, and an old rope coming out of the front of it, cut in the middle and hanging, with the remainder of the rope laying on the floor. I envision it as a one of those child toys that you would drag behind you and it made noise or did specific things each time the wheels moved. It wont be actually dragged along, the piece, but it looks as if it should, and its called "Covenant Transport", a name i saw on the side of a semi truck as i was driving to work. But i need to get going so i can go to my grandparents house and use their AWESOME power tools. And they have all kinds of old wood that they dont need and are letting me use it, which greatly knocks down the cost to make art. So ill try and write alot sooner, dont be mad at me. Love me! Love me!! Or hate me. See if i care!!

" i really do care. Really. I really really care. I care so much the care bears have made me an official Care Bear friend!! Well i think they called me a Care Bear Amigo, because they are all mexican and like to shoot people. Which i thought was odd because i believed Care Bears to be sweet and non-violent. But i found these guys robbing a liquor store and asked them if they were Care Bears and they said they were, and that if i gave them my wallet and car they would make me an official Care Bear friend!! I thought it was worth it. Now to wait for the Official Care Bear Friend newsletter. The suspense is killing me!!!"

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September 17th 2003 - Well, Kim and I went to the Drop Kick Murphey's concert last night and it was pretty damned cool. Oddly enough it was really crowded and there were a surprising amount of goth-looking people there. However the preppy-looking people balanced that out and the punk people were left as the majority. The only complaint I have is that they lied (AGAIN) about only having one other band so we had to wait through TWO freaking bands, one which did a couple "we love america" songs which was dumb, and then by the time Drop Kick came on Kim and I were really sick of a) the freakish amounts of stage diving, b) the smoke that filled the place, and c) standing in one place for about three hours without having room to stretch. I guess I could complain it was hot too, but I don't want to quibble. So yeah, I had never really listened to nor bought the Drop Kick Murpheys before so the only thing I knew was that they were irish or something. They were REALLY irish. They even had a freaking bagpipe player for some songs. So that was cool, but SINCE I had never really acquainted myself with the Drop Kick Murpheys I wasn't ready for the die-hard fans that knew every single song and threw their fists into the air showing "Oi!", etc. etc. I seriously felt like I didn't belong there and that I was out of my element. Not that I didn't have a good time, but still. Wow, and can you believe I don't think I've seen Eric in about four days?! And obviously he isn't updating the site with anything. Phht, like he has anything to do. ;] All his classes are really freaking easy and he's interested in them. All I get are horrid C++ classes, boring and difficult managerial accounting classes, and.. well those are really my only two hard classes, but whatever. I HAVE to do well in them or they'll kick me out of school and I'll have to go somewhere ELSE and pay tons of money (through federal loans). So overall I'm still alive, but not exactly thrilled with my college experience and I can't wait to get a degree so I can quit. - chris

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September 8th 2003 - Ooo, look at me do my homework. :P Anyhow, so school is so boring and why can't I find a good control panel display setting for my monitor?? It's either too freakishly big or really g'damn small. I only can hope that I'm not spelling anything wrong because I can't read my own typing from here. The reason being because our main computer is not doing so hot, all starting today. So I'm on my crappy ass old one that can barely connect to the internet with fear of crashing if I sneeze wrong. I think it's just the fan on top of the processor, so we're just going to have to get another one. As for Liz and I, we're still looking for that elusive relationship for me and I've even sent out a couple emails to guys, not to mention giving the web page address just for the simple fact that if anyone can conceivibly come to our web site and not run screaming into the hills because it's just damned crazy, then they just might be able to have some kind of working relationship with me and my friends. However, to no surprise, i've gotten no responses. :[ Maybe they never got the emails because filters are completely on overload due to virus scares, etc lately. Or maybe they actually did come to the web site and just think "Whoooaaa.. they's just a big too out there for my kind." But I'm not going to change how I am for people so whatever. I could totally be all "I'm 23, brown hair/eyes 5'10" 130#'s circuit boy with a glow stick permanently attached to my hand, oh, and I love sex on the first date. We don't even have to date, we could just have sex. My favorite movie is Moulin Rouge but I never finished watching it because I was too busy having sex through it." Blah blah blah, btw, that was all bull- if you couldn't guess. That was just an instance where I could completely try and be someone I'm not just to try and get a date, but is it really worth it? There should really just be better places to find people to interact with that aren't clubs or bars. And back to the personal ads, they're a total joke. It's like America knows that there's tons of lonely people out there so they make it surpisingly easy to find people for relationships, but at a price. What is that price? Oh, just a small donation of 19.95 a month. Isn't your future happiness and wellbeing worth that? 19.95 a month?? g'damn! It's like dating the damned web site and still not get anything out of it. So it's cool that the people I did happen to email said "damn the man" and had their email addresses in their profiles instead of causing those unsuspecting others to pay for such a horrid site. Yeah, I guess if I really wanted to meet other gay people I could try that damned organization through school, but their meetings coincide with Rachel's new dinner party theme we're doing every Thursday now. Plus the organization thinks they'll fix shit with "group hugs" and that's just weird. If I had a nickle for every time I fixed a situation by giving strangers group hugs, I'd probably be missing a leg and a bunch of teeth. Ah well. so goes my new rant and dwelve into the online-dating scene, short lived as it seems. Where's Eric in all of this? I have no freaking clue. He was writing rants like crazy for a while and then just up and quit. It'll be totally crazy when he goes up to Chicago for school in the spring, he'll probably never update the damned site. Then it'll just be bitchy rants from moi, all the time. =D I can't wait. - chris

"That'd be awesome! .. uh.. but the wings growing out the head would be a bit much.."

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September 1st 2003 - Well, actually it's August 31st, but I need to make the new page anyhow so it doesn't matter. So I really really really need to do all kinds of f-ing homework. And I'm not doing it. Because I'm a slacker. And a procrastinator. Plus I'd rather just play video games or something. I'm currently engrossed in FFT and it's damned hard, but that's okay because that's never driven me away from a game before .. unless you count Frogger (the Atari one) .. I'll never play that game again. It's too damned impossible to navigate that asshole frog across that street, NO WAY! Uh.. yeah. Anyway, so Liz is on a hardcore effort to get me a date and she's sifting through all kinds of online personal ads for me. I doubt anything will come of it though. Hell, I've never even been ON a date, let alone trying for an actual relationship. I've seen enough of my friends relationships and, well, .. they're not exactly great models to base anything on. Maybe I could model my future experiences on my parents' marriage! Oh wait.. they're relationship is horrible, and my dad is insane. .. And what is up with that Big O anime? It's just plain weird. I mean, why name the damned thing "Big O" anyway?! Why not, "Mulitiple O" or something? Maybe it's an okay show after all, but it still has a dumb name. Hm.. oh yeah.. .. nope, don't remember. Why are you still here anyway? You could be doing more productive things with your time.. say.. drinking heavily or becoming a monk then taking a vow of silence, and then breaking that vow of silence. Ah, those were the days. - chris

"It's kind of just like an ejector seat, but your baby is dead."

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