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Thursday, June 23, 2005

Chris rant # 138

So as I was setting around trying to study today I saw this girl, who just happen to be good looking, and she had with her a very small and fluffy white rat-sized dog. I was not surprised by the dog itself, because this girl look like the type to have a crappy small dog. But the as she was leaving I heard her call to the dog to come and she used a male dog name, now although I don’t remember the dogs name that is not the point. It would really suck to be born a male fluffy rat-sized dog. Now if you were a female version of this dog you would be cute and petite, but as a male you always hope to be big and tough and this dog was neither. This dog is forced to go on with its life looking like a pussy and the best it can defend itself is by yelping, not even a real bark or woof but a pathetic yelp. If I was a dog I would like to be about 100 pounds, probably a yellow lab, but either way a big dog that could have crushed this small dog with its shear will power. But I guess you just have to deal with the cards you are given a and play them the bast you can. Even if you are a white-fluffy-rat-sized-yelping-pussy dog.

Thursday, June 16, 2005

my personality

INFJ - the counselorYou scored 18% I to E, 21% N to S, 14% F to T, and 31% J to P!
Your type is best summed up by the word "counselor", which belongs to the larger group of idealists. Only 2% of the population share your type. You are so empathic that you often know what others need before they know themselves. You are a complex person who can deal with complicated issues and people, almost prefer to, as you love problem solving. You can be something of an idealist or perfectionist, and should try to take yourself a little less seriously.

You are a supportive and insightful romantic partner, encouraging your mate to have dreams and work hard to make those dreams come true. Because you are so creative, you have a wealth of ideas to help them toward those goals. You need harmony so much that you are driven to resolve conflict quickly, as long as the terms don't violate your ethics. You feel the most appreciated when your partner admires your creativity, trusts your inspirations, and respects your values. It is also vitally important that your partner be open and emotionally available - in other words, that they be willing to share themselves completely.
Your group summary: idealists (NF)
Your type summary: INFJ

Tuesday, June 14, 2005

Chris’ rant # 137

So it seams that I met this girl this weekend. I went to a wedding and while I was there I looked around for any hot girls, keep in mind that as a guy I do this everywhere I go, and as I searched I saw this beautiful girl. She was standing across the room but that didn’t matter because she was pretty enough that her beauty shined across the room right to me, now she was dressed up but I would give her at least a 9/10 to be honest, so not dressed up she could have gone down to an 8 but no lower then that. Now most of the time when I see a beautiful girl I figure, out of my league, but then the most amazing thing happened, she looked across the room and our eyes met and she smiled. What the fuck I said to myself, and figured it was a fluke. Then later I thought I would try something out and as she walked me once I made it clear that I was checking her out and she simply smiled bigger. I thought wow I might have a shot, which is an off feeling for me. Any way once again she walked by me and I decided to start conversation. My palms were sweaty, what should I say I wondered and as she came near I noticed she was singing the song that was playing. Thank you Men With Out Hats for making "safety dance" I got a cool smile on my face and simply said "you know this song?" she responded well by stopping and talking to me about classic rock and old school music. From there the rest was history, her name is missy, but first things first I found out that she was not related to me, then found out that she is going to college and majoring in physics and astronomy, and she taught me how to swing dance, kind of. Holly shit I thought, I didn’t know girls like this existed, that aren’t taken, brains and beauty, wow. Well I bet some of you are wondering where the rant comes from, it seams too good to be true others may say, well it was. Finally I remembered the best question. Where are you from? Camas, WA. Where are you from? Kansas city MO. "Well crap that sucks" she said. And that was about all. We talked the rest of the night and danced a little but no point in getting attached to someone 1600 miles away.

So sorry for that but now that you know where I’m at the rest will make more sense. You know in the past I would say that life had pretty much grinded me down to the point of almost not caring. But then I got a dose of something good, and that didn’t work out, but oh well that’s life sometimes things don’t work out. The problem comes because now I must wait again, alone. I must go through the motions yet again. I will get beaten down by life’s curl punches until someone else comes around. I was lucky enough to meet someone really great in Portland but there was one problem she lives there. While it is nice to know that nice, pretty, cool girls exist elsewhere it just sucks so much ass to have such a beautiful one dangled right in front of me. I guess life is funny that way, and not funny ha ha, but funny ironic funny, it is defiantly true that you never quite realize how far you are from your goal then when you standing right next to it. Well, I leave this rant with a big fuck you life... and thank you life.

Chris’ rant # 136

Parking: $50

Plane tickets: $539.54

Batteries for camera: $4.99

Tick tacks: $.99

Gas for rental car: $35

½ gallon of milk drank in one day: $3

Present for bride and groom: $50

New tie: $20

Finding a girl who is intelligent, interesting, stunningly beautiful, nice, cool with a dash of goofy, who is interested in you at a wedding and also who is also luckily not related to you, but just happens to live 1,600 miles away and 4 and 1/2 hours away by plane… priceless.

Chris’ rant # 135

So funny story, I get to this place in Oregon where we stayed and I thought that I would get out my camera in my backpack and when I opened up my bag to get it out I found quit the surprise. I would tell you to guess but even if I did you would just read ahead and find out. In my bag under my camera was a good old hunting knife that was a gift to me and I just happen to carry it around with me all the time because you never know when you need a razor sharp knife. The point, if you haven’t guessed by now, is that the bag it was in was my carry on luggage. Yes that’s right, I carried on a plane, through the worlds greatest security, a knife and not just a normal knife but a good one that could easily kill a man or two or in the hands of an expert three. I thought that our air port security was safer but this puts in some major doubts about it. I mean if I could do it and not even know I would not like to think what a person could bring on if they were skilled at getting through security. Maybe this is just a fluke, but when they put so much money in this I have to ask where is the money going and if its human error then I think that we have gotten too far from 911 and have grown lax in the absence of a immediate threat. The point, I thought, is not to get any more attacks and it is scary that you have to have a disaster to have people do their job well. but then again this is America and people usually just do the bear minimum. The point people are lazy!

Monday, June 13, 2005

Chris’ rant # 134

Well, as some of you know, this last weekend I got to got o Oregon to go to a family wedding and boy did I got some good ranting material from that trip. Don’t get me wrong I had a blast but there are just some things that need to be told. So once we got to Oregon we had to drive to the place we were staying called Oceanside, guess where that is. Anyway, we had to pass through a town called Tillamook, which sounds rather boring, until we stopped to get gas and the air smelled kind of exactly like cow crap. Now I thought that maybe we were just down wind of something so I didn’t take much notice until we stopped to get some food and it smelled like crap there too. In fact with some other random window down experiments it seamed that the entire town has a constant smell of crap. So for all of you who don’t like it where you live just be happy that your town doesn’t smell like crap.

Wednesday, June 08, 2005

Chris rant # 133

I love rain. This is a continuation from the last rant but I spent at least 20 minutes on top of a ten-story building in the middle of a helicopter pad watching lighting. Yes it might not have been the safest thing that I could have done tonight but it was great. I have always liked rain and especially thunderstorms. Something about the power and beauty of lightning has always fascinated me. With its infinite complexity and possibilities it comes from no where and disappears never to be seen again and just to remind me that it was there it roars so loud that it rips a hole through the air and sometimes it through me. Something about thunderstorms makes me realize just how small I am, and I think that I need that sometimes. However, I do wonder how many people appreciate them like I do and how many people look at them like a burden to their peaceful summer nights.

Chris’ rant # 132

Ok well because I think that I will not have any more chances to do this but the door to the roof of my building is open tonight. Why is this unusual? Well, it was unlocked for a long time and I used to go up there from time to time ever sense I have lived here but at some time around February they put a lock on the door. Today it is a little stormy outside and I decided to go up to the windows on the tenth floor of the stair well to watch and when I got there I decided to try the door and to my surprise it was unlocked, yay. I hope that it stays unlocked so I can go there again but for now I will just have to be content with what I got today and not think about tomorrow.

Tuesday, June 07, 2005

Chris' rant # 131

So IGN released the top 99 games of all time and I have to say that most of then I like and of the top 10 I have played 8 so good for me. Any way it is interesting because of the top 10: 3 are from 2005, 3 from 2004, and the rest form the 90s. My problem with this is that if you look at it on an individual level of course the new games are better but this list gives very little credit to those games that broke the mold. They have GTA San Andreas, but in my opinion GTAIII is the game that it is based on and the new version is just a supped up version of GTAIII. There is no was metal gear solid three is in the same league as the Playstation version, metal gear solid. For those games released in 2005 I don’t think that they have been around long enough to stand the test of time and although I have not played two of them I doubt that they are the best games ever. For the few games actually released in the 90s they are all amazing and deserve their spot. I just don’t see how you can have a top 10 without one RPG or a Super Mario Brother’s game of any kind. In closing I leave you with one game that is not even on the list Tetris, need I say more of how crappy this list really is.
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Monday, June 06, 2005

Chris’ rant # 130

Something is bothering me but I don’t know what it is, so in the true fashion of a rant I am going to right this non stop in the hope that it will come to me, or somehow I will find the answer to fix the thing that is so deeply bothering me that I am unable to reach into myself and find it, so to all of you that read this it might not make sense but also for those of you who know me, you know that I sometimes don’t, make sense that is, AwwWww!! I want to scream but for why, for who, me? I’m not sure. I feel free but trapped, alone but with people to turn to, but if I knew what was bothering me I would know what to talk to these people about, but if you have been keeping up you would know that the knowledge of what is wrong with me is one think that I don’t have. I have walked 10 steps forward in my life and at least 9 back I have walked one step forward, that’s 10 minus 9, but I don’t know what that is, or what I have gained from my one step. I am better off but I don’t know how. I am stronger but cant tell for my self how. I’m trapped in something, something so big that that I cant see the walls, so big that I used to not know that I was trapped at all, so big that no matter where I go I will not find the exit, and if I don’t know where I am then no one will be able to help until I help myself. Hopeless? I hope not. But that is the problem in hope it gives us something imaginary to look forward to. I might be right to hope because it gives us something to help us go on but lets be honest most of the time our dreams are bigger then life, could it be that the prison I am in is my hope, my hope that is bigger then real life and clouds the door to the prison that I reside in, should I decrease my hope and see the world as it is, or keep up hope and… hope that I can find this mystery thing to free me from, my self. Well now I read what I have written corrected the spelling and thought and the only thing that comes is a smile, I wonder if I try to think too deeply sometimes but then again maybe a deep hole will let me dig out of this invisible crap.

Wednesday, June 01, 2005

Chris’ rant # 129

So I went to arbys today because 5 for $5.95 is just a great deal, any way after I ordered I had an interesting conversation with the taking my order girl, that went something like this, by the way she sounded cute:

Me: I’d like 5 roast beef sandwiches for $5.95 please
Girl: Ok, would you like a cookie
Me: What?
Girl: Would like a cookie with that
Me: what type of cookie?
Girl: I think chocolate chip
Me: how much are they?
Girl: Like a dolor, I think
Me: ok… through one in.

When I got to the window the person that gave me a cookie was not the girl I talked to but a middle age raspy voiced over weight woman with an attitude, and the cookie was not that great, I could see the cute girl who I gave my order to, I’m a sucker for cute sounding girls, but I think that it was false advertising.

Chris’ rant #128

Well class started today and I just thought that it deserved some complaining because most of my friends from BS have another 2 and ½ months of freedom. Yay med school

Chris’ rant #127

First of all this is a story, it didn’t happen, and if you understand it then I think that you will like it.

So I was sitting around this break and like most days I was doing as little as I could. While I was sitting I was thinking about food, which is not unusual for me, and I was actually thinking about apples. I actually have liked apples forever but usually I’m usually not presented with them or I don’t take the chance to get one for myself. Anyway, the craving had been there for a while and I decided that I would get myself one. Now you must first understand that there are so many types of apples out there and I personally like Red Delicious apples, small, sweet and red. So then all of a sudden I was handed an apple. Now this apple was a Gala apple but at that point I figure an apple is an apple, so I took it and began eating. Now I must admit this was a nice tasting apple, sweet tasting and very close to my favorite type. So as I was eating it I finally came to a brown spot and it didn’t taste great but no apple is perfect, and it is still an apple so who am I to complain, right. After my bad bite it was good and soon there were other bad bites and not too long afterwards my thoughts turned back to my Red Delicious apple. After that it seamed that every bite no matter how good or bad just made me think that although, all in all, this is a great apple it is not the apple I wanted and I got tired of it. So I did what most people do when they get tired of something and got rid of it. Now this leaves me in quite a pickle, and don’t even get me started on pickles. I now have no apple, I wish I did but we don’t always get what we want, but if you try sometimes, you just might find you get what you need. Man I want an apple.