Quality vs Quantity.

I often speculate as to the quality of my bloggings. There are some good ones out there. AoS, that's your shout out. However, they aren't really updated all that often. Which leads me to wonder: Are some just more selective about what gets blogg'd? Or is just because of time constraint?

Honestly, I can't really picture someone (particularly the people who I run in circles with) sitting at home, scribbling on sticky-notes saying, "Oh, yeah...that's a good one. I'll have to put that up." or "No, that's stupid...guess there's no blog tonight..."

I figure it's the time constraint one. I mean, I put these up here all the time. But that's because I have all the time. Grave shifts will do that to you. 5.75 to 7.5 hours, 4 nights a week? Yeah, I have to type just to keep my sanity at a manageable level. I mean, web-comics only take so long to check, and I don't like news. Aside from those, I've got myspace and facebook, but again, those take only so long to check up on.

I could read. In fact, I've tried it. I enjoy reading enough, but to do it when I would rather be sleeping is not conducive to remembering it the next day. Just the other night, I had to read the same 8-line paragraph 5 times before I could get through it without nodding off for a second and losing my place. (Thank you Patrick/Mason for not doing a grave check that night).

Ok. This banter bores me. Next.

Bobo made some of these. WWNPHD? wristband thingies. I like them. Neil Patrick Harris is rad. Unfortunately, I've never seen an episode of Doogie Howser M.D. Someday I will.


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So yeah. The problem with having so much time to post these things is that eventually one just runs out of things to say. I mean, it's not like anything I've done so far has been terribly relevant, but at least I could make sense of it.

Since I think I'm done for the night, here's Allred playing With Or Without You. It's way better than U2.



That is all.

Ahhhh....

I'm feeling much better. Partially thanks to Co-G sending me this video. It made me happy.


But it was mostly due to finally talking to Catherine. There'd been stuff running through my head that I'd been wanting to get out, but felt like I was just being neurotic and insecure. I knew that what was making me worry didn't matter and it was silly for me to be worrying about it. When I finally was able to bring it up though, she was understanding, even if she thought I was being silly. Now all is well. I feel a whole lot better. A lot better than I did yesterday, and a lot better in general because I know that specific worry won't come up anymore. It's one I can do without.

That is all.

Standard Break From Life

I'm happy. When I'm around people, I'm a fairly stable person when it comes to mental health. However, too much time all by myself results in mental unrest. My mind starts wandering and suddenly gets somewhere I don't want it to be. A dark, scary place where hypothetical events occur, thereby upsetting me greatly.

So, usually happy but today greatly upset = Standard Break From Life. This song doesn't really have much to do with anything, but I feel like typing it out while waiting for youtube videos to load. Enjoy!

Standard Break From Life

by Alkaline Trio

I've got a regular problem
So my standard break from life is in order
I'm having trouble making sentences
I'm older, but I don't feel any smarter
You see I don't know what I said to you
And now you're pissed at 'you-know-who'
And I guess I deserve it
Wish I could waste my time without wasting all your time

I try to leave a good impression
But it's hard when my obsession's in a pint glass
And when you're only 23 it's not
Attractive to complain about your sore back
Yes I can bitch until my eyes are blue
And you're in bed with someone new
And I guess you deserve him
Wish I could waste my time without wasting all your time

You say I'm fixable
A classic case, lack of will
I say I don't want to try
I'd rather sit here all night

I've got a motivation problem
So my standard break from life is getting longer
Spent over 30 hours in this bed
In 2 days I guess I could have phoned her
But now that I'm awake I'd rather
Take a drink and walk down to the lake
And beg the sky for lightning bolts
I can't waste my time without wasting all your time

You say it's fixable
A classic case, lack of will
I say I don't want to try
I'd rather sit here all night

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That is all.

This good ol' Web of the World Wide variety...

Y'know, there are websites to inform. There are websites to help those of us with diminished social skills find a mate. And there are websites that you keep under your favorites list, dubiously labeled as "Bible Studies".


And then there's this. Suspiciousvans.com. Thank you, Buddha.

What's that you say? "Norte, I'm too scared to click the link. Will you post some samples?"

Of course!!!

Subtle...

Born-Again-Van

Middle-aged-guy-who-still-likes-anime-Van (AoS?)

I-still-read-comic-books-Van

Creepy-Clown-Van

Creepier?-Clown-Van...

Thank you, Collegehumor.com for informing me of this gem of a site.

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Gone Curlin'

So, my curling class with Huff and thePatrick is pretty swell. I mean, I was excited for it just waiting for the first class, but now that we've actually had it, I can't wait to get on the ice and start learning the technique and crap.

Here's the thing. I saw a curling match on TV once...I think it was the Nagano olympics in '98. I thought, 'This is the most ridiculous thing ever...how is this an olympic sport?' Then during the '06 games, Patrick and I were roommates. I came downstairs one morning and found him watching curling and had to give him a little crap about it. However, since I had nothing better to do I sat down and watched it with him. After he explained the rules to me I decided it was kinda cool. By the final match between Canada and Finland I was standing on the couch screaming along with the skip (team captain).

And now I'm all about this class. We're probably going to join the Cache Valley Stone Society. That's the curling club here in Logan. 'Cause we're cool like that.

I found this video and actually found myself on the edge of my seat at the very end. It's pretty cool. Let me explain briefly: Curling is divided into Ends. An end is like an inning in baseball. Each team delivers 8 stones. The score for the end is determined after all 16 stones have been delivered. Only one team scores per end. The amount of points scored is based on the number of stones in the Home (the target), starting in the button (center) and moving outward until an opponent's stone is reached. So if your stone is closest to the center, you get the points. One point for every stone closer to the button than your opponent's closest stone. Very rarely does anyone score an 8 Ender...


Yep, I'm a nerd.

Also, I like the word 'Bonspiel'. That's a curling tournament.

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Oh, dating videos...

Dear thePatrick,

Remember when we'd watch the dating on demand videos so you could find me a wife? Well, this guy needs your help more.

(nsfw language)
Redneck Video Dating Disaster - Watch more free videos

I could be that guy who goes through and point out all this guys flaws...but it's funny on it's own. So I'll leave you with this:

Find Janice!

That is all.

Effing fetching, friggin' fracker...

Remember how a few days ago I put up a video about Don LaFontaine? If not, scroll down...

Anyway, he died on Tuesday. Remind me not to sing anyone's praises anymore. They just die.

I'm sad. He was a nice guy, apparently. And now movie trailers are going to suck.

Seriously, I don't get upset when celebrities die...but this one actually kinda tears me up a bit.

That is all.