Archive for November, 2005

Confusion and Exhaustion

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Man, I haven’t written a journal entry in a couple of days. I’m too tired to write another poem, anyway.

I’m exhausted. The last two days have been complete hell. Yesterday, a rare day to sleep in late, I was awakened to the sound of my computer screeching loudly and repeatedly. I instantly knew it was my harddrive. The head in my main drive would skip once a month or so, but just once and that was it. This time around, it just kept skipping and screeching. I powered down and restarted. Use my defragmenter to stress each individual physical drive separately, I quickly proved my suspicions of the main drive slowly failing. The system is still running (drive locked up on me twice yesterday), but obviously, something needs to be done. I was going to simply buy another drive, but then I realized that I have plans to buy a whole new system in 2 to 3 months. Is it worth shelling out extra cash into a dying machine? No. Honestly, I was still hesistant even after realizing the truth of the situation. My parents, though, offered to help a little. My mom is applying my Christmas gift money to the cost of the system and my dad waived my rent for November and December. I was still a little nervous and anxious about taking that much money out of my bank account. Considering I only make about $7,000 a year, I managed to save up a good $1100 or so over the past 12 months and I’ve been proud of myself for it. My dad told me, though, that we put that money there to use when we need. I guess he’s right. I have to use it eventually.

Any geek reading this probably wants me to shut up and get to the system itself. Well, I’m going to be buying a barebones system to save myself some money. I’m going to get an AMD64 3500+, MSI nforce 4 mobo, another 512mb stick of corsair pc3500 ram (I have one stick already), a Seagate SATA HDD and a 256mb Geforce 6600. It’s not high end, per se, but it will do the job. I’m going to port over my Audigy 2, Asus CD burner, floppy drive, my PSU (AMD and P4 compatible) and maybe my Microsoft ethernet card since I like it so much. It should serve me well.

What does this mean for my Firefox builds? Here’s my slightly incoherent post from Mozillazine:

Now that I’m awake and conscious, I wish to explain things a little better to everyone. This morning, I had my build going as usual and I was intent on enjoying my only day to sleep in. Suddenly, I heard a repeating loud screech coming from my system and I flew out of bed to quickly realize that the head on one of my drives was skipping over and over again. I cancelled the build, but a few seconds later, my system locked up. I restarted and started to do some testing. I used my defragmenter to test each individual physical drive and it became clear my main drive was having issues. The system didn’t lock up, but the head skipped and screeched a lot. It’s only done it once, since, under a light load, but I don’t want to try it anymore. This PC is over 3 years old and is on the way out, anyways. After talking with my parents and getting my dad to waive my monthly rent for two months, I’m going to be buyning a very barebones amd64 3500+ system and bring over any of my higher end parts to it. It’s going to cost me around $650 or so. During this time, my builds are on hold. I can’t risk destroying this system until I get the replacement. After I do get the new PC and get settled in, I’m going to gauge circumstances and see if I wish to resume building. I apologize to everyone for this inconvenience and I know it’s been excuse after excuse, but I really have no other choice.

All of this really killed me at work, today. Besides the fact that I was stuck doing physical labor all day and not selling (again), I was just tired from the day before.

Anthony and I talk a lot more now that he’s in Merch and works mornings. It’s kind of cool to have something like that. Today, we talked a little about a certain someone. Besides the other crap I’ve been writing about on the topic, he made a point. “The only thing you might not like is that she’s very perky and happy and well………you’re not.” He has a point. I’m not that guy anymore. I can joke and such, but I’m a lot more cold and sullen than I used to be. To be honest, though, all the thinking has made me sick to my stomach and I just don’t want to get into it anymore. My poems tell the story. Read them.

My only escape has been the Calvin and Hobbes collection I got for my birthday. It makes me feel better and I just love laughing like that. I almost wish I could go back and have a childhood like that. Thanks Joe. It was perfect, dude. I treasure this collection.

Wasted

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Wasted (11/2/2005)

I think I want to call you but I don’t know what to say
A million god damn words that won’t seem to bend my way
And as I try to strain, the coureageousness will fade
So, I’ll lay down in my solitude, inside my mental space
Deep inside my brain where I’ll think of what I crave
The whisper of your voice or the smile upon your face
But I think I’ve lost the race to the nervousness and shaking
I feel it in my veins as my inner walls are quaking
The collectiveness I’m faking is waning in the spotlight
Your beauty shakes me up until everything is not right
I try to think I got my inner bearings all together
But the bonding is so weak that it could barely hold a feather

So, now, I’ll punch myself for the stupidiness inside me
The fucking god damn fears that always fucking guide me
No happiness inside me cause every time life tries me
I screw it all right up and use these rhyming words to hide me
And I bet if you could find me, you’d break out into laughter
Pity for the guy who failed to get what he was after
The fear, just like a cancer, quickly eating at his spirit
His voice is slowly fading ’til the moment you won’t hear it

Look at these stupid words, pathetic man inside the mirror
When I think I can’t get worse, the reflection comes in clearer
Exposing all the facts about the loser with no passion
To scared to make a move to obtain some satisfaction
So, here we go, just cash in, and bet upon his failings
How long before I fall off this ever thinning railing?
With chances highly sailing like the hopes that never will
I’m a fucking wasted loser who can’t help but to stand still

Closed Curtains

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Closed Curtains (11/1/2005)

I can’t collect my thoughts as I try to be intriguing
My confidence, of sorts, well apparently, is leaving
And when you turn and see me, I can’t control the beating
Racing nervousness of the words that are so fleeting
So I turn to tricks and cheating, repeating the same verses
I learn it to a tee, then I stand and just rehearse it
Cause like any other person who hides behind a curtain
The generics that I say serve a certain kind of purpose
But, now it all seems worthless, as I crumble down in awe
The smile that you showed me didn’t seem to have a flaw
And I want to see it more just to find out why I like it
The reasons I don’t need cause I don’t intend to fight it
But, now here in the silence, I think a million thoughts
Part of me is scared that the fear and hate are lost
And so I may be forced to let some see the source
Exposing to the world the pain on which I’m caught

None of this has meaning and I know that you won’t read it
But, still, it’s so intriguing and I say it cause I need it
A simple little smile and a funny little glare
Next thing I fucking know, I’m here tearing our my hair
Cause I’m so afraid to care and I have nothing to share
A void full of the emptiness of a life beyond repair
And I still don’t think it’s fair that anyone should know it
So I grip the curtain tight and hold a flow to go with
Spilling out, so open, in this rhyme that won’t bring closure
I’m petrified to move and I’m fearing more exposure
I thought that I’d get colder with the weight upon my shoulders
Now you shook my heart awake, I’m just one pathetic soldier

Note: Only I could find anger and fear in someone lighting a small spark in a long frozen heart.

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