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Name: Eric
Country: United States
State: Texas
Birthday: 1/26/1986
Gender: Male
Interests: Making paper.
Expertise: Building electronic equipment from common items found on a deserted island.
Occupation: Student
Industry: Entertainment
Message: message me
Member Since:
8/7/2003
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| I'm finally able to write now that the playoffs are over. If you think getting out of the first round makes me happy you are sorely mistaken.
We have to go over a dream i had before i forget. So im running through this post apocalyptic building shooting people with a plasma gun looking for a demon child. Theres heavy radiation in the building so its throwing me off. I reach the mid level of the building and theres a dirty cantina. I figure one of the guys is also a demon so i cut into the side of his head to reveal his horns and make him help me. We see two children in some sort of an infirmary one of them dissapears and we chase him upstairs where we see a dark shadow come off his body and try to open the door for him. So i grab him figuring hes the one i want and we take him oustide to the street and im about to put him in the car to take him back to the devil when i wake up.
On to less important matters. I am now a college graduate. Graduated summa, i never thought that would happen ever. Graduation was nothing short of awful. 3+ hours of reading peoples names. To make matters worse i had to walk with crutches since my leg is now in a cast. I demand pity.
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| Time for another dream entry. So yesterday I had a dream there was a massive alien invasion. So I was holed up in some sort of circular monument and had planted a bomb in it. Not sure how that had anything to do with the aliens. Anyways alex and anna escape the house with my uncle and I try to get my parents out of the house. I look out the window and everyone on my street is gtting slaughtered by the aliens. My mom doesn't want to leave bit I force them both out the backdoor and we make our way through the backyards looking for a way to the forest. Finally up ahead I see the woods but there's a wrought iron fence in the way. Luckily there's a hole in it and as I'm squeezing through I wake up.
So national championship game sucked. Ou's offensive game plan sucked. Why take the game out of your best players hands when you're at the goal line? Bradfords wide outs let him down too. The worst part is when you're sitting at home and you know exactly what the Oklahoma defense is going to run every down. It's not like Florida played well. You hold the gators to 24 you should win.
Burnin down the house!
- Eric | | |
| So yesterday my family enjoyed the katy mills mall and i sat at home with a busted ankle and bitched. Then we watched the texas game, in its full hd glory. I seriously wanted texas to win just because my brother becomes very hard to deal with when they lose. Speaking of college football, its about time someone sued the bcs for screwing over smaller schools. Utah went undefeated and didnt even get mentioned for the national title. TWICE!! In back to back seasons!! Now theyre filing an antitrust suit against the bcs as they should since the smaller conferences like CUSA get peanuts compared to the bigger conferences in terms of revenue from college games.
Anyways Today i got my ankle checked out, my xrays came back negative, and then i got to eat some mexican food. So good day.
"Mailboxes drip like lampposts in the twisted birth canal of the coliseum"
-Eric | | |
| So for new years i destroyed my achilles tendon. Which leaves me chained to my desk for longer than usual. Which in turn is fortunate for whoever is reading this because you get to hear about how i changed my desktop background.
I decided that orange is my new color. So my desktop is now bright sherbert orange. Then i turned on my xanga and decided it needed to match. The song that plays on my blog is already a pretty orange song so that was ok, if you had synaethesia you would know that. Xanga doesnt have the particular orange background i was looking for though. So i went with what i thought was closest hence the color on your left. It had occurred to me however that this color somewhat resembled the burnt orange of the University of Texas. While my brother and a large number of my friends (all of 3 people) go to or graduated from UT I do not. I go to UH which at one point dominated UT football until Houston fell from grace. Had it not been for the slimy baylor bears paying for a spot in the big 12 we'd have a much better football program.
I mean lets be honest the baylor football program sucks, theyve produced no bowl victories, never been ranked, have had no heismann winners and yet there they are in the best conference in college football. How are we suppose to recruit top talent when we're in a second rate conference? Its total malarky. Look at UH's record: 19 bowl appearances, 9 bowl victories, 2 cotton bowl wins, was at one point ranked 4th in the nation, 10 conference championships 4 of which were in the southwest conference which included texas, been in the rankings 12 times, had 2 hall of fame coaches, and a heisman trophy winner.
This song sums up how i feel.
"i dont want to be buried
in a pet cemetary"
-Eric | | |
| Finals baby. I love having to stay up till 4 every night writing a paper or studying for an exam. The best is when you get to a point in your exhaustion where your body starts playing tricks on you. For instance if i stay up long enough water starts having the fermented after taste of liqour. Sometimes if i get tired enough i hit what i like to call "the shift" which is where everything starts feeling fuzzy, time starts to slow down, and you start picking up sounds that dont exist. In essence getting high off being tired.
Im trying to find a sequeway into this next topic but i cant think of how to do it.
Often times people hear the lyrics to a song and talk about how it speaks to them or it aptly verbalizes their emotions. For instance macy gray's i try is a song that some people could identify with:
I believe that fate has brought us here
And we should be together babe
But were not
I play it off but I'm dreamin of you
I'll keep it cool but I'm fiendin.
I try to say goodbye and I choke
I try to walk away and I stumble
Though I try to hide it it's clear
My world crumbles when you are not near
But is there ever a point where a person identifies with a song that maybe is innapropriate or has a strong attachment to song that you shouldnt invoke emotions from. For instance as i was driving home Usher's make love in this club was on the radio and wondered if perhaps someone heard that song for the first time and thought, "yes... thats how ive always felt, i want to have sex in the middle of crowded club" Or maybe imagine some guy in a desperate attempt to get his girlfriend back stands outside her window holding a ghetto blaster above his head playing the song.
ALL ABOARRDDDD!!!!!
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