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Friday, September 13, 2002

Woohoo, the sparc and 7300 arrived this morning. With a little luck the hme 2.0 ethernet card for the sparc will be here in a few days. Should be an interesting weekend getting it set up bare-bones to test. I still need a bigger hard drive for it (these days 200mb isn't enough for a unix system), the antenna, and some other stuff. One of the guys at work says he can spare a keyboard, mouse, and monitor adapter for me, which should help - I still don't have a Mac null modem cable for it, and doing certain things logged in over a crossover cable just does not work (like..... restarting networking).
Neato, huh?

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shal·low

adj.
shal·low·er,
shal·low·est
1.
Measuring little from bottom to top or surface; lacking physical depth.
2.
Lacking depth of intellect, emotion, or knowledge: “This is a shallow parody of America” (Lloyd Rose).
3.
Marked by insufficient inhalation of air; weak:
shallow respirations.
4.
In the part of a playing area that is closer to home plate:
shallow left field.
n.
A part of a body of water of little depth; a shoal. Often used in the plural:
abandoned the boat in the shallows.

tr. & intr.v.

shal·lowed,
shal·low·ing,
shal·lows
To make or become shallow.


@see: Abercrombie and Fitch


[The Beautiful and the Damned: Enforcing 'the look' at Abercrombie & Fitch.]
"My manager, a 23-year-old woman, would say that she'd only hire people she'd consider sleeping with," Jones says. "'Fuckable or not fuckable,' she'd say. And it was an unspoken rule with her that girls were at or below a size six."


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Thursday, September 12, 2002

Woohoo, looks like my sparc classic is getting here tomorrow! Can you see me dancing with joy? Can you?

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My rent check was once again returned to me because the post office pulled off the stamps. Now I have get up early, wait for the management office to open, give them a check, and still pay a penalty fee for the late rent. I'll be late to work, have to stay late at work, and it will screw up my entire week. Hopefully tomorrow I'll still get to see Dog Soldiers, but I would much rather deal with Hollywood on a Thursday night than on a Friday night.
This is my life. I'm only going to get one, so I better make the most of it.

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Wednesday, September 11, 2002

[ F-16 Pilots Considered Ramming Flight 93 ]
Within minutes of American Airlines Flight 77 hitting the Pentagon on Sept. 11, Air National Guard F-16s took off from here in response to a plea from the White House to "Get in the air now!" Those fighters were flown by three pilots who had decided, on their own, to ram a hijacked airliner and force it to crash, if necessary. Such action almost certainly would have been fatal for them, but could have prevented another terrorism catastrophe in Washington.

Another call from the Secret Service commanded, "Get in the air now!" Almost simultaneously, a call from someone else in the White House declared the Washington area "a free-fire zone. That meant we were given authority to use force, if the situation required it, in defense of the nation's capital, its property and people," Sasseville said.

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Long dong bunny? [Tissue engineers grow penis in the lab]
Yeah, but did their wives ask for a sample?
Once they had recovered from the surgery, the rabbits attempted to have sex within 30 seconds of being put in a cage with a female. "They were able to copulate, penetrate and produce sperm," Atala told New Scientist.

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Someone once told me...
"Don't mourn the dead, they live on through you."

I have very mixed feelings about treating today like a holiday or whatever.... but I have a very different perspective on this kind of thing, having been there and done that.

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Tuesday, September 10, 2002

Well, looks like [this might be the reason] that BeOS Personal Edition isn't working with the 3com card. Unfortunately, that means I have to open up the little eMachines and move the card to see if I can fix it...
Peecees are a pain in the ass.

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See? New toy...

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First entry on the new powerbook, woohoo!
It's already taken a good portion of the morning to get my network patched back together with ATT, now I have to move files from the old machine to this one... oh,bother.
One thing that I got done was I provisioned the 3com card in my peecee - the one that's BeOS compatible. So Ideally my beos partition would have net access right now, and I could be doing neato nifty stuff on there too, but alas, it's not cooperating. I dunno why, but Personal Edition is not getting an IP.

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This is the chapter in my life that will always be open
This is the story that won't end

Tonight I finally let out everything I had been feeling about my relationship with chelle. I think she took it about as well as she could have - nothing I said was good. I lost all hope, and we lost our chances to bring the hope back into us I guess. I could have waited forever, but being rejected, or feeling I was, was just too much to bear.

I will always love her. There will never be another.

I can't think of anything I could have done to make things better. Afterwards I drove down there in record time only to once again meet her silence - I never found her. Most of the way back I screamed. I can only hope she will find happiness. I don't have any hope left for myself.

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