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Wednesday, February 15th, 2006
@ 3:56pm
mood: blah
"The real test of friendship is: can you literally do nothing with the other person? Can you enjoy those moments of life that are utterly simple?"

-Eugene Kennedy

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Ahhh corporate life...   
Sunday, November 13th, 2005
@ 8:48pm
  My first official email from the corporate office.  If only it was so simple to change things about ourselves.

Is this what I have become?Collapse )
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Indifference is an excellent substitute for patience.   
Friday, October 21st, 2005
@ 5:19pm
   What can that faith do for him in his need?
It teaches him to bear adversity
With patience that may shame a better creed.

Bah.. That is almost angsty.  But I can not stand not being in control of my own situations.  And so, patience.
Wednesday, October 12th, 2005
@ 4:51pm

Conversation today:

paraphrased for confidentiality

Ass:  You know, once you get my job, you will have less time and your cushy little schedule will be all screwed around! 

Me:  Mmhmm.

Ass:  You will hate it.  You will have to deal with problems every day!  And you will be here more than forty hours a week.

Me:  Actually, I like my job, and I already do most of yours, so I imagine an extra 20k a year will help smooth the transition.

Ass:  Whatever... I am just saying...

Thankfully, coming from a broken home helps me suppress tons of stuff that would otherwise bury me in a crushing press of depression.

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The Coolest Thing Ever   
Sunday, September 4th, 2005
@ 12:51pm
  This is perhaps the coolest thing on the face of the planet.  For so many reasons.  If you are not using this now, you clearly have an extra chromosome.

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Just great...   
Wednesday, August 31st, 2005
@ 8:22pm
   What am I going to do for the next 60 to 70 years?

Life Expectancy Results

Life Expectancy: 84.52
Lower Quartile : 76.95
Median Lifetime: 86.50
Upper Quartile : 94.17


Bring on the locusts.   
Tuesday, August 23rd, 2005
@ 7:57pm
mood: relaxed

Clearly this is one of the "end days" signs.                http://www.stuffonmycat.com/

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An Irishman's heart is nothing but his imagination.   
Wednesday, August 10th, 2005
@ 8:36pm
  Conversation with Mom:

[20:19] NJMcMullen: hey
[20:19] mmcul25: hey
[20:19] NJMcMullen: I want to go to Ireland
[20:19] mmcul25: when
[20:20] NJMcMullen: next summer
[20:20] mmcul25: umm....why?
[20:20] NJMcMullen: not to stay ;)
[20:20] mmcul25: ok, why?
[20:20] NJMcMullen: i am not sure.. I just do.
[20:20] NJMcMullen: don't you?
[20:21] mmcul25: are you serious
[20:21] NJMcMullen: ya
[20:21] mmcul25: ok I'll go
[20:21] NJMcMullen: ok

We are a sort of "cut and dry" family.

Now, I am not much of a world traveller...  But for some odd reason or another, I have felt compelled to go back to the land of my heritage.

Mom used to go every summer with my Grandmother for the family reunion.  I think it is time I go.  Next summer maybe.
"I need a drink and a quick decision"   
Tuesday, August 2nd, 2005
@ 5:28pm

Huh.. This explains the drinking and repression pretty well.Collapse )

Wednesday, July 20th, 2005
@ 4:25pm


Fucking shit.   
Monday, July 18th, 2005
@ 5:05pm
  Basically, fucking shit.   
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Something terrible happened today. . .   
Tuesday, July 12th, 2005
@ 10:19pm
  I just received my first L.L. Bean catalog in the mail. 

Worse than that:  I am excited about the Free matching pencil case with my order!

Now, should I get the cotton sweater in Sea Grass Heather, or Cream?    Kill me now.
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A weekend of madness.   
Thursday, July 7th, 2005
@ 7:54pm
  The wedding of my sister.  This weekend brings with it the end of one story, and the beginning of another. 

I should be writing greeting cards.

On a more serious note, i should be drunk or nuts by the end of the weekend.  My sister has meticulously planned absolutely every single moment of this weekend (and her entire life).  Itineraries, documents, forms to sign, times and dates.
  You know that saying about "the best laid plans. . ." ?  Well, her plans usually all end up exactly as she wants.  Sometimes I think my sister and I are diametrically opposed.  I plan for the worst so that when it, inevitably, happens I am prepared.  She plans for the best for the same reasons.  Both of us are completely lost when the opposite occurs.

Wow, this is like a real LJ entry.

May god have mercy on my immortal soul.
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Stupid LJ crap   
Wednesday, July 6th, 2005
@ 9:58pm
   Please leave a one-word comment that you think best describes me. It can only be one word.
No more.
Don't read what other people put first.
Then copy & paste this in your journal so that I may leave a word about you.
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Rum and Coke   
Saturday, July 2nd, 2005
@ 3:59pm
mood: Rum and Cokey
  The magical combination.  When spending and entire day with your Mom and Sister, Rum and Coke. 
Friday, July 1st, 2005
@ 8:02pm
mood: Cleaning
My sister's wedding is fast approaching.  You know how sometimes there is a lightning strike way before the actual thunder?  Well, my Mom has come to town.

She will spend the entire day tomorrow telling me better ways to do the things I do.  Sadly, they are actually better ways.  Without her around, I am the one with the better ways.

This isn't a Mom rant.  Firstly, it makes me sound gay.  And second, I actually like her.

I did plant about 35 more plants just so the yard would look better.  Desperately seeking some sort of approval? Why yes, yes I am.
Working in the garden...gives me a profound feeling of inner peace.   
Sunday, June 26th, 2005
@ 2:42pm
mood: Dirty

Well... it does...  Does that make me old and boring?  Perhaps.  I planted about 30 new perennials this weekend.  It gives me a great feeling of accomplishment.  And gives me something to look forward to next spring.  See?  Two birds, one stone:  I feel important, and feel like there is something better coming.

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Thursday, June 23rd, 2005
@ 9:40pm
mood: eh, ya know
"To dare to live alone is the rarest courage; since there are many who had rather meet their bitterest enemy in the field, than their own hearts in their closet."

-Charles Caleb Colton

He also said "Friendship often ends in love; but love in friendship - never."

Seems both are fitting.
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Sunday, June 19th, 2005
@ 9:08pm
mood: Head-achey
Such a headache... I am definetly not cool enough to hang out with the GFSers...  Heh...  Fun times... those that I remember, at least.

There is a distinct possibility that at some point in the night I was reveling in my dorkiness and explaining how I am good at "circular breathing" and "humming while I buzz to create a heterodyne"....  That isn't nearly as cool as it sounds.  dork.

Aww crap...I forgot Father's Day. Why is it I can remember specific details of what my first girlfriend in 7th grade wore to the Christmas dance 15 years ago, but can not seem to grasp simple dates and times?!  Either I am an idiot savant, or an idiot.   Place your bets.
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Look at me..   
Monday, May 30th, 2005
@ 5:07pm
  I'm a tanked up loser in a helicopter!

Yeah.. blah blah it's been a while.  Turns out nobody reads this whether I update it or not. No big deal... but it becomes a bit pointless.

Well... it may be abit cathartic for me, though.  Things at work suck... I may put my resume out there and see what bites... I am a fan of the elipse. . .
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