Forget about Harry Potter. This is the best wizard duel of all time….

I turn 29 in a few days. 29. A very suspect age.

I feel like a peel of what I used to be. The more confident, beautiful, clever core is lost in the past. The peel is inferior. The peel lacks clarity. The core was quirky but the peel has diverged in even more idiosyncratic ways.

Maybe that’s all bullshit. I probably was always this way. This year I’ve just been exposed. Being single for the first time since I was 18 has sharpened self-consciousness. Old photographs don’t reveal the turmoil that I’ve always felt. The breakup was a good decision. It would have been a wasted life if I did it at 40. I’ve met at least one wonderful person dating. I’m terrible at it, but at least I’m attractive enough to have repeated chances.

Music. Writing. Reading. Getting into the woods. Having a wonderful woman and fuzzy cat in my life. Career success. Health.

I should stop straying from these things. I should actually pursue instead of relying on passive diffusion to bring me happiness.

I lack discipline.

😦

Living like I do is beautiful and tragic.

Maybe that’s true of everyone.

I hate Thursday morning lab meetings. They always make me feel like an idiot.

I don’t have 20 years worth of immunology experience like everyone else in the room. Last year at this time, all I could do was grow cells.

Sometimes I feel like I totally conned my way into this job, and everyone feels the same way and begrudges my presence.

http://en.scientificcommons.org/30004846

The gist is that software that assists us in planning/working is less effective than a pen and paper in terms of both task performance and knowledge retention.

I wholeheartedly agree. The internet turns my brain to mush. I never multitask on the computer with clean thoughts.

When I use a small notebook and a pen, it feels right.

I’m turning my computer off now.

“The restless who will not follow any steady occupation – and this relic of barbarism is a great check to civilization – emigrate to newly-settled countries, where they prove useful pioneers.” -Charles Darwin

I’m not on a happy path right now.

I have a shitty social life.

I need to get this room clean and functional, then I need to keep meeting women, exercising, and working at science and my class. I can do a passable job at the class, but T-Rex needs more attention.

Diablo 2 needs to go away a bit.

I am thinking of adopting a maine coon.

I found my first entry meant for xanga. WOW. 5 years ago, yet I completely had my future self pegged. Plus as a bonus my opinion a week and a half into the iraq war. Hahaha. Boy was I wrong.

April 2 2003:

My first entry into this log I am starting. It is a diary I guess, although I have always hated that word. What is prompting me to start this? Turmoil in my 4+ year relationship with ******, A desire to increase my typing skills, I sometimes envy people with online blogs but also know that is not for me. I am too private and guarded a person. I know if I continue this “diary” one of my biggest fears will be that someone reads it before I am ready. I also think keeping a record of my life may somehow validate it and eliminate the insignificance I feel regarding my existence. I am hoping that writing this will help me figure out what I really want in life.

I am feeling irritated at the moment because of ******’s intrusion through MSN messenger. She is very demanding of my attention which causes a lot of friction between us,  I want more space and she wants less. This is an obstacle I am not sure we can overcome. I just received an e-mail, I blocked ****** on MSN fairly abruptly but still she tries to contact me. I hope it is not her. I am still hesitating to express my true unfiltered feelings because I know they would be extremely hurtful to ****** if she were to read them. Another e-mail I will check, at least one of them should not be ******. I was wrong, they were both her, one titled, I don’t feel like coming anymore. She is referring to her visit tomorrow. Well I am almost positive she still wants to come, but I know I really don’t want to see her. In the angry frame of mind I am in right now from her two scorned e-mails I really feel like breaking up with her is the right decision and I should do it now. I am very worried that If I do however it will take a long time for me to meet someone new. I know I have social weaknesses and being with ****** has felt like having a crutch in that regard. I think, I have a girlfriend that loves me, so I cant be totally inept. My relationship with ****** is unhealthy though I think. She has had a 4+ year infatuation with me and I don’t enjoy being with her anymore. These issues are coming to a boiling point because of the presence of Melissa and to a lesser degree Yao, the two group members from my cs 212b class. I am not greatly attracted to either one of them in particular but I find the possibility that I could be with someone new exciting.

I turned American Idol on, distraction. Fuck the phone is ringing, it has to be ******, I am not answering it. No message, maybe I was wrong. Ringing again. She is killing our relationship with this aggressive pursuit of me. I am so sick of dealing with her. The London knights won their first round playoff game tonight, it would have been better if they lost I think. Now I have to decide if I should buy tickets for me and ****** and pretend everything is OK and go and watch a playoff knights game with her. I should turn off the TV distraction. But I feel sick with emotion right now.

The Iraq war is being fought now it is about a week and a half into it I think. My opinion?, good will come of it for the Iraqi people but the US is doing it for selfish reasons, not because they want to liberate the Iraqis, but because they want to squash any possible threat to the US. I am glad Canada is abstaining but know it may hurt things here and may grow resentment towards us in the US. I feel disillusioned and that I have lost the focus of this entry.

I have to fill out an evaluation of my group members for noon tomorrow. Melissa and Yao were the workhorses, Jason me and Ahmed coasted but everyone will get the same mark. I feel a desire to talk with Melissa on MSN right now but I think I feel to drained to make it worthwhile. I want to listen to music now and get some things accomplished. I think I need something mellow or maybe not, maybe tatu, 200km/h in the wrong lane. There is an urgency/desperation in many tracks on that album, I think I crave right now. I listened to a lot of the new Radiohead album “Hail To The Thief” today, I hate Radiohead, I keep giving them a chance, trying to enjoy their music but it never fails to disappoint. I will forever associate them with SouthPark and eric Cartman, and the teenager that took advantage of him in that show. I hate TV.

Hmmm mmm mmm m mm.

Maybe if I do a little bit of writing once a week, I’ll be able to sustain this BLOG. Whenever I say/think/write “blog”, I get imagery of a fat frog taking a deep breath, completely filling up his giant throat sack, then bellowing out a deep guttural BLAAWWWWHHHGGGGG! ….. ribbit ribbit. It’s such a swampy frog word.