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Do you realize…
When America votes for Obomber, when they vote to enact that which he represents enough that he and his can take power, they vote for the enactment of this hope and change. I fully expect to be under the gun here in America, as Catholics were under Queen Elizabeth, only this time protestants will be included in the fun. In my lifetime, I expect martyrdom to be a real and regular event, again. Are you Christian enough, or will you deny Christ when faced with death, or even pain? Will you fight back, or go meekly? I am not sure, but I am thinking about it. I realize though that I will not know what I will do until the time comes. And, no, suicide bombing is not martyrdom, merely murder.
Oh, and, get out the vote? Nah, McCain is a chip off the same old socialist block… bloc, that is. The softer side of secularism, or socialism, or communism? Yes.
Thursday, August 28, 2008
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Remember when?
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Remember when I was told not to comment on a blog because I misspelled “Obama”*? Well, actually, I was trying to spell it correctly, but I am unfamiliar (and will remain so) of muslim names. I am not Arab, muslim, nor interested. I have enough difficulty figuring out how to spell (and often pronounce) European names. As well, I have given up on most Slavic names, and for the most part, I like Slavs. I have some common (and mutually agreeable) history in common with them. At this point in history, those of them freed from absolute Democratic rule are fellow conservatives. Many of those who are still slaves to the state would be conservative, given a chance. As for the “man” about which part of this controversy swirls, I give no quarter, I have no interest in being fair to a thief, liar, cheat, and socialist/communist, and share no positive history or future hopes with him or his people. Beyond, my original “misnomer” which helped lead me astray on the spelling of his name (Obomber) seems to be more apt than the naysayers will ever concede.
Back to school. I need to get on the homework before it gets on me. So far so good. And, I am excited. If I can hold on a semester or two, continue my exercises, and maintain a life, I will be in very good shape for a full and real return to life. All this, at this time, right through a strong low. Even with going to school being much like trekking through a huge field of dog leavings, several layers thick, searching for microscopic portions of functional, real, and useful knowledge. It stinks, but it is all I can afford. Perhaps it is all there is, academia being what it is. Thank God for showers, common sense, and His graces. Oh, yeah, and thank God for confession.
*There were other wrong reasons I was asked not to return, this was just one of the more incorrectly "wrong" and fun ones (incorrect in a literal way, as I WAS trying to spell his name correctly. As an act, it was not more incorrect, it was correct as I will explain. In accusing socialism of thievery and admitting my belief that those who chain themselves to socialism unabashedly, therefore, must also chain themselves to thievery (and corruption, social injustice, and genocide) I was considered incorrect (and, how WUDE!*). Compared to the last case, the mistake I “*” is actually not incorrect by her standards, by literally being fairly close to the “right” spelling and because intent makes it “right”… on the left.
Too much fun, I must get back to work! I think I wrote that correctly. Still, it is a bit of a twist of purpose, logic, vocabulary, grammar, and punctuation. I may try to work on that later. Too much fun!
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Remember when I was told not to comment on a blog because I misspelled “Obama”*? Well, actually, I was trying to spell it correctly, but I am unfamiliar (and will remain so) of muslim names. I am not Arab, muslim, nor interested. I have enough difficulty figuring out how to spell (and often pronounce) European names. As well, I have given up on most Slavic names, and for the most part, I like Slavs. I have some common (and mutually agreeable) history in common with them. At this point in history, those of them freed from absolute Democratic rule are fellow conservatives. Many of those who are still slaves to the state would be conservative, given a chance. As for the “man” about which part of this controversy swirls, I give no quarter, I have no interest in being fair to a thief, liar, cheat, and socialist/communist, and share no positive history or future hopes with him or his people. Beyond, my original “misnomer” which helped lead me astray on the spelling of his name (Obomber) seems to be more apt than the naysayers will ever concede.
Back to school. I need to get on the homework before it gets on me. So far so good. And, I am excited. If I can hold on a semester or two, continue my exercises, and maintain a life, I will be in very good shape for a full and real return to life. All this, at this time, right through a strong low. Even with going to school being much like trekking through a huge field of dog leavings, several layers thick, searching for microscopic portions of functional, real, and useful knowledge. It stinks, but it is all I can afford. Perhaps it is all there is, academia being what it is. Thank God for showers, common sense, and His graces. Oh, yeah, and thank God for confession.
*There were other wrong reasons I was asked not to return, this was just one of the more incorrectly "wrong" and fun ones (incorrect in a literal way, as I WAS trying to spell his name correctly. As an act, it was not more incorrect, it was correct as I will explain. In accusing socialism of thievery and admitting my belief that those who chain themselves to socialism unabashedly, therefore, must also chain themselves to thievery (and corruption, social injustice, and genocide) I was considered incorrect (and, how WUDE!*). Compared to the last case, the mistake I “*” is actually not incorrect by her standards, by literally being fairly close to the “right” spelling and because intent makes it “right”… on the left.
Too much fun, I must get back to work! I think I wrote that correctly. Still, it is a bit of a twist of purpose, logic, vocabulary, grammar, and punctuation. I may try to work on that later. Too much fun!
Monday, August 25, 2008
I seem to have done well.
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I made it to my swim. In spite of not having slept last evening, needing to exert extra effort to go swimming, and with the fact that I started a bit late, I was able to do my ¾ mile regimen. As well, I shaved off some decent time. I was finished in under an hour! From now on, starting today, I will actually just shower and be ready to leave when I finish my swim. I had been going, then returning, wearing sweats. I do not have the luxury of time in order to do that at this point. It worked well today, though my duffle bag was a bit full. I tried to carry my day clothes and wear my sweets. No more, but these things always need tweaking as new parameters arise.
I was still home in time to have taken the bus. Being that it was the first day and with some uncertainty regarding where my classes actually were to be held, I drove to school so as to be early enough to figure things out. I had no difficulty finding my way. I made it to each class, on time, and ready. The first class was canceled, our professor was stuck in Japan. With the extra time, I bought a breakfast burrito and a glass of tea. That type of eating might become regular. Though I did not care for the burrito, I am sure I will be able to find something. Even with the missed class coming back into the schedule, I have an hour there. I will also probably begin consuming a morning protein drink. It is rather good for me and offers half of my protein needs. It is light in calories, but the protein shot should be helpful, then a decent small meal between my last two classes should add some calories, but the evening meal is a project in the works. The other classes went off without a hitch. My pre-study has helped a good deal. And, I think if I stay on top of things, I will be fine. Doh! I know me, but I have gotten better.
I need a nap now. On top of swimming, walking around, and the heat, one of my paths goes down, then up, a very large hill. With my book bag in tow, it is quite the challenge. I am hoping I will get the weight lifting completed later. But for now, a little rest is in order.
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I made it to my swim. In spite of not having slept last evening, needing to exert extra effort to go swimming, and with the fact that I started a bit late, I was able to do my ¾ mile regimen. As well, I shaved off some decent time. I was finished in under an hour! From now on, starting today, I will actually just shower and be ready to leave when I finish my swim. I had been going, then returning, wearing sweats. I do not have the luxury of time in order to do that at this point. It worked well today, though my duffle bag was a bit full. I tried to carry my day clothes and wear my sweets. No more, but these things always need tweaking as new parameters arise.
I was still home in time to have taken the bus. Being that it was the first day and with some uncertainty regarding where my classes actually were to be held, I drove to school so as to be early enough to figure things out. I had no difficulty finding my way. I made it to each class, on time, and ready. The first class was canceled, our professor was stuck in Japan. With the extra time, I bought a breakfast burrito and a glass of tea. That type of eating might become regular. Though I did not care for the burrito, I am sure I will be able to find something. Even with the missed class coming back into the schedule, I have an hour there. I will also probably begin consuming a morning protein drink. It is rather good for me and offers half of my protein needs. It is light in calories, but the protein shot should be helpful, then a decent small meal between my last two classes should add some calories, but the evening meal is a project in the works. The other classes went off without a hitch. My pre-study has helped a good deal. And, I think if I stay on top of things, I will be fine. Doh! I know me, but I have gotten better.
I need a nap now. On top of swimming, walking around, and the heat, one of my paths goes down, then up, a very large hill. With my book bag in tow, it is quite the challenge. I am hoping I will get the weight lifting completed later. But for now, a little rest is in order.
Perfect.
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I have been working out, swimming, keeping my appointments, taking my medicine, and staying on top of several projects. I have been trying to eat better and I have been tracking my diet. I will swim this morning and then go to my first day of classes. Initially, I will be taking two physics courses and ‘probability and statics for engineers’. I will be dropping one of the physics courses by next Monday. Actually, it will be good to start out with a heavier load and then lightening that. Yes, I will do the homework, labs, discussion, and anything else required for the time that I am taking the courses. Personally, I am hoping the homework is heavy so that I can see more clearly which course to drop. I would love to take the heavier physics course, if I can, as that would end my requirements for physics and put me closer to being on schedule academically. I have some doubts, however.
I am actually functioning within a low. I am tired, I am confused, and I am alone. How do I keep doing what I have been doing? I keep doing it because I realize I will be just as tired if I do not keeping working, moving, showing up, and such. Actually, I would be worse off. Remember that week I took away from activity and involvements? I was more exhausted from doing nothing than I am from being, seemingly, too busy. I truly feel trapped. Doing nothing is death, doing what I want and feel the need to do is empty. I am numb. I guess it is better than being dead.
Now, this is a low. Can I make it through this low without losing my grip? Can I function while numb without losing track of where my feet need to be as I move across the tight rope? I am flying blind. This is the farthest I have been since I have been ill. But I am so far beyond where I have ever been in that, before I was ill, I was not flying blind. And more, I was probably not able to do engineering level work before I was ill. I know, it is strange. It might even sound contrary, which I cannot deny. The blind can “see” what they might never have been able to “see” with their eyes functioning. No, I do not believe in the super-hero thing. I do, however, believe in adaptation. I am just not sure how much faith I have in adaptations themselves. Am I walking a tightrope, or just walking off a cliff?
In a few hours, I will begin the week, and the experiment. At least it does not hurt, not anymore. I am numb, remember. Perhaps “Perfect” is not quite correct. I have had worse.
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I have been working out, swimming, keeping my appointments, taking my medicine, and staying on top of several projects. I have been trying to eat better and I have been tracking my diet. I will swim this morning and then go to my first day of classes. Initially, I will be taking two physics courses and ‘probability and statics for engineers’. I will be dropping one of the physics courses by next Monday. Actually, it will be good to start out with a heavier load and then lightening that. Yes, I will do the homework, labs, discussion, and anything else required for the time that I am taking the courses. Personally, I am hoping the homework is heavy so that I can see more clearly which course to drop. I would love to take the heavier physics course, if I can, as that would end my requirements for physics and put me closer to being on schedule academically. I have some doubts, however.
I am actually functioning within a low. I am tired, I am confused, and I am alone. How do I keep doing what I have been doing? I keep doing it because I realize I will be just as tired if I do not keeping working, moving, showing up, and such. Actually, I would be worse off. Remember that week I took away from activity and involvements? I was more exhausted from doing nothing than I am from being, seemingly, too busy. I truly feel trapped. Doing nothing is death, doing what I want and feel the need to do is empty. I am numb. I guess it is better than being dead.
Now, this is a low. Can I make it through this low without losing my grip? Can I function while numb without losing track of where my feet need to be as I move across the tight rope? I am flying blind. This is the farthest I have been since I have been ill. But I am so far beyond where I have ever been in that, before I was ill, I was not flying blind. And more, I was probably not able to do engineering level work before I was ill. I know, it is strange. It might even sound contrary, which I cannot deny. The blind can “see” what they might never have been able to “see” with their eyes functioning. No, I do not believe in the super-hero thing. I do, however, believe in adaptation. I am just not sure how much faith I have in adaptations themselves. Am I walking a tightrope, or just walking off a cliff?
In a few hours, I will begin the week, and the experiment. At least it does not hurt, not anymore. I am numb, remember. Perhaps “Perfect” is not quite correct. I have had worse.
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