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  • Nightfall, Weariness and Hope

    I feel so incredibly tired that I am amazed that I am still able to function enough to be able to write a journal entry. Must of switched over to auto-pilot. Funny. Today was busy, and full of unexpected twists. Got up this morning, and rushed to get ready to school. Meanwhile my Mom and…

    September 21, 2005
  • Cruising through the Clouds

    Another day off. Well sort of. Today I may be off from school, but the assignments are there nevertheless. Fortunately, I have managed to get my system in a fairly workable state. I can develop for the most part now, I am just emerging the last programs that I need to have a fully operational…

    September 20, 2005
  • Framebuffer Fracked but System Up and Running

    Live in the inside of a particle accelerator is quite fast. You hardly get time to look around, but still things happen. So you are never too bored. Buts its no fun… especially if you are about to have a head-on collision with your opposite-spin counterpart at 0.99999C. Enough about high energy physics research, more…

    September 18, 2005
  • Paper Blogs in the Morning’s Gloom

    Its raining again. This is not at all unwelcome or surprising. Most people despise rainy days. I don’t. The gray cloudy skies above enhance the colors of the land below by throwing them against a canvas of clouds. Sure I get headaches sometimes with the changing pressure. Still a little bit of pain and discomfort…

    September 16, 2005
  • Staring into the Endless Void

    The void stretched endlessly outward. Far past the insignificant planet, that he called his homeworld. Far past the distant gas giants. Far past even his own wild, mechanistic imagination. He stood there, the cold air condensing his warm breathe. Beside the glow of the fire, snuggled amongst the still river, and the dark forest, he…

    September 12, 2005
  • Traveling at 300km/s

    This morning seems to be a continuation of yesterday. The world seems like a blur and time runs like a maddened hare on steroids. So in fact yesterday we did not go on a trip due to inclement weather. Instead I busied myself with school preparations, registering myself for my tutorials, finding where to buy…

    September 9, 2005
  • Rain on my Window

    Morning again. The rain outside gentle patters on my windows, smearing the world into a watercolour-like painting. Dream-like. Same way I feel today. Nevertheless I must quicken my typing if I want to get anything else done this morning. I will probably be going on a pleasant 2-3 day camping and kayaking trip along the…

    September 8, 2005
  • Being is in Mechanical Harmonic is Not Fun

    I think I can say that this is the last remnants of my malady. I can say this by the increase of sinus induced headaches and the symptoms of hay-fever. Also my throat no hurts… and so forth. Yesterday was OK too… except in the morning where I felt not too hot. Oh, and it…

    September 7, 2005
  • Standing on the Edge Looking Out

    The cool wind tugged at his body as he stood at the edge of the cliff. Beyond the worn sand hills stretched in contorted shapes, casting strange shadows in the rising sun. He leaned gently on the smooth bubble canopy of his desert mlaren, and smiled. Well today I am feeling a bit better the…

    September 6, 2005
  • A Long Lonely Duel

    Sigh… These past two days, I have been fighting a lonely duel with my illness. Slowly I seem to be getting the upper hand. Saturday I had a “category five” headache throughout the day. Apparently my sinuses were mostly empty for the first time since this unfortunate calamity. So when I bend my head down,…

    September 5, 2005
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