Blog moving day?

If there was ever such a thing as a "moving day" for a blog - I'd be on the sign up list. I am starting to fool around with google wave, and it's ability to support my blog. It wont be the same, I agree - but it supports more discussion on my posts, and would be much easier for more of my friends to read. I doubt any of my friends know of this as my blog.

If you've got a google wave account, and you wish to check out my new blog thread, here's how:
Log into your google wave, in the search bar type in "The Geeks corner" as shown below:

AS OF NOW, it should be the only result that shows up. Now, because I am new to this google wave thing, I'm not sure if you can actually see that or not (Of course, you remembered to switch from "inbox" to "all" on the navigation panel correct? (lol at you who did not)) SO, if you cannot find it, try the following:

search for "with:public the geeks corner"

This time, you SHOULD get it, but you SHOULD get other public waves, as shown below mine - all in all, you should be able to find mine, if you put the correct search string in, and it should be at the top. If not, look for my photo, and you'll know your there :P

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this is a test, so don't freak out

Tormenting Dreams

So - for the longest time, I felt like i was "in the clear." I had thought by magic, or ... anything... I cured myself of my tormenting dreams. But as of the last few nights, I was wrong. I can't explain why the heck I have these dreams, or what the heck they mean... But i guess that doesn't stop them huh?

they are almost wonderful, if not for the terrifying, and tormenting part. they aren't typical slasher or falling dreams... not your average "in school wearing only underwear" either... They are about friends, people i know, people i've loved... people i used to be friends with. Which, i suppose, makes them more tormenting.

Having a dream, about being intimate (several times over) , with your first high school crush that never was, is partly tormenting, mostly because it's that "never happened" thing. It happens in your mind, but it never really happened. But, I can't explain why they are tormenting, there was other parts to this dream and other dreams as well, but i don't feel like explaining them. To be honest, if i did tell you, you'd wonder why it's so tormenting to me... And to be honest, i can't explain it. I could have the happiest dream in the world, but it'd be deeply tormenting to me, that's just how it works.

I almost wish, they'd just "slow down" so i could try and figure them out, but i don't think that will happen. I'm hoping, they don't continue. Because i cannot afford to take half-hour long showers each day trying to pull myself together and get past the dreams. I shouldn't be so bothered by my dreams. But, maybe the reason I'm so bothered by them, is because i know what "power" my dreams can have... What I've seen in the past that has come true, maybe it's tormenting me, the idea that possibly those dreams are real, and the torment/dread/terror i feel then... Later in my life, i really feel. I hope not... partially ":D


All i know, is insomnia sounds awesome right now.

crappy day

So, today ended up being a crappy day.
Everything started out wonderful... Was shaping up to be a great day, it was warm out and everything (uncommon for Michigan at this time...)

Then, my ambition to play Steam based games on linux... got the better of me. A friend of mine recently bought Team Fortress 2, so i tried installing/playing my copy on linux... Was working fairly well, but it seems like it wouldn't work in the long run. I think, 15 minutes was the best i could get out of it before it froze, and even then. I can't run games in full screen. SO, i decided to try and install Windows again, because a friend has a copy of Windows 7, that i can use. But, i hate working with partitions. Every time, i screw something up. And, tonight... I screwed it all up.
Now my computer isn't working, and i'm not sure what to do. I have an idea of what to do... But yeah, no ideas.

To top things all off, i got a letter in the mail today... of a penpal sending back things i sent her that she didn't want anymore. Awesome feeling. Just, awesome. Made everything so much better now that i think about it.

To finalize things, talking to a friend that usually cheers me up, in fact, made my night just. shit. Things were nice until a friend of hers had to start messing things up. Tonight, is just a shitty night. I partially wish i could start it over, or change one decision. Because, in a funny way, one decision tonight... is the reason for all of this.

Vacation

I just got back from vacation, which lasted about 5 days. My parents and I went down to Tennessee to see some fhamlie. It was such a great time, I got to see little Kylee Rose, who isn't so little anymore. She's not talking, which is a blast because you can have almost real conversations with her. She even called me by name, okay... so it wasn't really "brad" but "bad" was close enough. She even tried for "uncle" but really only got "unc" those darn sylables, there hard on a 2 year old. But, I do not mind being called "unc bad." because I will easily go play with her,if she calls me.

It was a blast, as I said before. We went down to celebrate their birthdays, little Kylee's is only a few days before my brothers, and that was only a few before Halloween. But alas, there was two forms of sickness running around the house while we were there, that the trip wasn't the best ever. I was partially sick during the trip, but now am feeling better, that i can sleep in my own bed, all warm and quite. I suppose, it's just one of those things, your own bed will make you feel better than even the softest couch in your brothers house.

Little Kylee was Velma, from the Scooby Doo tv show, and she looked very cute. We went tricker-treating with her the day before Halloween to a childrens place called "safty city" where it's a minature version of downtown knoxville, perminant small scale buildings, with roads and traffic lights. All the little kids, and some big ones, went around getting candy from "vendors" and some other neat things a kid would like, as in erasers for school or stickers or fake vampire teeth.

The ride there and back, was excruciating, 9 hours long including a few stops and moans. I tried sleeping most of the way, because there was nothing else to do... My dad is one of those people, who will not let anyone else drive - and if he does, he's freaking out the entire time... and he's also the kind of person that wont stop for anything, so, even though starving and needing to pee like crazy, we drove straight from Michigan to Tennessee, in about 9 or so hours.




 But overall, it was a wonderful trip.
I wish, i could go back... and I hope, someday soon, I will.