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Wandering Gypsy



Last Updated: 11/29/2009

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Gender: Male
Status: Single
Age: 25
Sign: Aquarius

City: Grand Rapids
State: Michigan
Country: US

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03 Nov 08 Monday 

Category: Automotive
Alright first off I'd like to introduce everyone to my bike. Its a 1979 CB650. For those out there unfamiliar with bikes, Harley never made that model... ever. It was made by honda. I call it a harley because you can't tell her she's a honda, she won't run. Its a honda that believes itself to be a harley. The reason i state this is I'm working on the bike about ever two or three road trips. She's up for a week, then i'm working on her for a month to three. Then she's on the road again, and down again for another week at the very least. New problem is electrical, i think its in my wiring harness somewhere (homemade wireharness btw) and its gonna be fun taking it apart. The bike now charges some of the time, but not all of the time. Which means i get the joy of finding out when she's not gonna start (usually the hard way). So thats the story. In other news my sister got married. it was kinda kool watchin her get hitched, and i'm good friends with her husband, so no big deal for me. My cat is still a bit strange, but hey, she keeps me company, if only i could get her to quit using my arm as a chew toy...(don't ask)

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Me
12:56 AM 
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16 May 08 Friday 

Current mood:  horny
Category: Life
Feh. Here I am again. Been a while since I've actually added anything on here.

Lots of things have been happening around me lately. I've managed so far to pull my usual ghost act of sitting in the shadows and out of the way. Found out that makes many people nervous. There is a saying out there somewhere that states, "There are two types of people that don't say much. The first don't speak often because they are too busy scheming and plotting. The second believe that actions speak louder than words." Depending on the day I manage to fall under both. Don't get me wrong, I'm a nice enough guy (or so I'm told) but I'm not above letting an opportunity pass me by.

This brings me to the second part of my rant. Romance sucks... By this I simply mean, courting a woman is hard work. First off you gotta grab their attention somehow. Being that I'm pretty plain, and nothing really stands out about me. I like it that way, but in the dating world its not so good. I prefer women to like me for who I am, not what I'm wearing. So I resorted to Internet dating... Yeah yeah, I'm a loser cause I can't find a girl without some serious help. Part of the problem is that I am fairly absent-minded these day (with how busy I am, its no suprise). Getting the girls number, then promptly managing to lose it does not win you kudos points with the ladies. Oh well, guess it's just me, myself, and I for now.

My family just got done visiting me for a piece, boy was that fun. Good news is my apartment is mine again, and I can get everything cleaned up the way I like it again. You would not believe the amount of garbage two or three people living together create. Or maybe you would.

My car is back on the road again, after a brief stint of having a flat tire, without the money to replace it. Donught's suck. The cat is still strange, most likely from the fact that I raised her from a Kitten, go figure... She just turned a year old recently. Not much else in the realm of Wood.

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Me
3:10 AM 
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30 Dec 07 Sunday 

Category: Dreams and the Supernatural
when visiting old temples these are things that your average adventurer forgets to do:
10.  If the ancient temple has lots of little things that can kill you with a bite or scratch, remember to bring a sturdy 'walking' stick that has a fair sized knob on one end to keep them away from you.

09  If suddenly the rest of the vermin vacate, you should too. Something big enough to scare them should be treated with extreme caution.

08  Your walking stick has other uses besides removing deadly vermin, this being to check the floor in front of you for pit traps and other such painful things.

07   If you should miss a trigger for a booby trap, and you hear a series of clicks followed by a loud thunk, then a grinding noise, you have stayed in place too long, and should have been running by now.

06   Ancient people often named very large animals to be gods, due to their inability to kill it. so be watchful for overly large snakes in a temple to a snake god.

05  When stumbling across human remains, take a close look, does it look eaten, crushed, stabbed or pierced. Keep in mind that whatever killed that guy can kill you too, so be on the lookout for it.

04  Your wooden stick is in fact not strong enough to hold open a two ton stone door trying to seal you in, don't waste your time and just get the fuck out.

03  When entering a new room look at the ceiling and floor. if the former has large spikes hanging from it, and the latter has holes corresponding with those spikes, do not go in there, its rigged to kill you.

02  If you happen to a golden idol untouched, free standing on any kind of pedestal and aren't dead yet dont move. you haven't tripped the trap yet. study the floor between you and it. we don't leave those kinda things unguarded. to avoid an untimely end either stay away from it or find and avoid the traps. they will be marked somehow. the people that put it there had to get there and out without setting the trap off.

01  Should you spot a large glowing ring or object its time to analyze, is it floating, getting brighter, makeing a high pitched whine thats getting louder or stopped, or is the center of the ring big enough to fit through and has a different image from the rest of the wall behind it? If you are able to answer yes to any of these questions, my friend you have again stood still too long, you should have been running a long time ago. Better start making up for lost time, cause your life most likely depends on it.

00 side note, when running for your life, any one thing that is golden, shiny, or gemlike, and can be picked up and pocketed, you should do so, seeing as its unlikely you will be back. and treasure always makes good souvenirs.
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21 Dec 07 Friday 

Category: Friends
Alright to see the revenge my friend Jess brought down on my head check out my photo album labled Pranks.

Done yet?

Ok while I may seem to be the victim here. That is very far from the truth... well maybe not all that far. You see, this is in fact revenge for a prank I had pulled on her a couple of days prior. It was around midnight and I was kinda sloshed. I saw her door, the snow banks, the shovel, and it hit me. This will be an awesome prank! So I took her shovel and piled snow in front of her door about waist high. Before I was finished I packed the snow in nice and tight. For a finishing touch I left the shovel in the top of the pile. Boy was she mad!

So in retaliation, she got a friend of hers and a snow plow to my place. Not only did she plow snow into my door and write on it. She also sprayed it with hot water. This actually did me a favor as it made the snow clump in larger lumps. I laughed until I was finished shoveling snow out from in front of my door. I thought it was hilarious and still do!

While the revenge wasn't quite original. It was great in the fact that she one-upped  me, so completely.

Jess, I take my hat off to you...
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16 Dec 07 Sunday 

Current mood:  happy
Category: Friends
Well I had my fun two days ago. I decided this year to spring for Red Wings tickets for christmas. We had fun down there. The game was against the Oilers. I count myself lucky to have gotten to see the Wings go to the shootout. I was disapointed that we lost. At the same time it was a great game and a lot of fun. During the game I got to sit down in the fifth row. It was amazing to see them play. It was the first Hockey game I have ever been to. I can't even begin to describe the feeling of being at the game. The only true way to understand it is by being there at the game.

The trip home blew though. There were five of us in my friend Crystal's Buick Le saber. Not near enough space. However the gas it saved us was well worth it. Her car is old and you can definitely tell. One rear door doesn't even open. The one working doesn't have a way to roll down the window... Heh at least I had the open window. (Crystal I'm just giving ya a hard time. Thanks for letting us use your car for the trip.) I really don't have anything to complain about. It was fun to take the trip even considering the small inconveniences.

Well thats all I have to say tonight.
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Me
1:58 AM 
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07 Dec 07 Friday 

Current mood:  argumentative
Ok here's the deal. First off as you already know, i am very competent with computers. It's just i get a lil spacey around them (typically when inebriated... gee wonder why) sometimes. Today i decided to post a scathing comment on my friends blog just to see if i could in fact spark a blog/comment war (not sure which is more entertaining starting the war or actually partaking in it...) just for fun. It's the type of thing i'd do (if you knew me personally you wouldn't be all that suprised.) In the middle of typing my comment i happen to use... just go to my top friends profile and read my comment on her latest blog for the day this is posted to find out the exact screw up. (for those of you that are lacking the brain like me when inebriated its the one posted just before this one not after.)

In order to fix my mistake what do i do? Find the edit button to edit my comment? No.
Do i erase my comment and write it over again? No.
What do i do? Simple i hit the back key and then hit the post comment key again. So i infact left two identical comments save for the grammar correction in the second. This is about the point that my brain caught up to my fingers and went crap. now what.... screw it. the this is already posted. This will just serve to emphasize it ( or make her laugh either is good) and left it there without bothering to try either explaining it or removing them. Smooth like sandpaper.

This also brings up the good point of why drunks and stoners should not be allowed near computers when high or drunk. bad things happen...
Short rant for today, but then today is rather mild. other than the usual bad luck of the oven breaking and not being able to bake bread, thereby making my job mostly moot. and basically getting paid to keep the store clean. life is good

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me
7:33 AM 
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29 Nov 07 Thursday 

Current mood:  contemplative
Have you ever had one of those days where people tell you about things you would swear that you never did?

At this point and time most of you, either think i'm just plain nuts, or deranged. I would like to educate all of you that I am neither, though there are times I seriously doubt it. I occasionally suffer from memory (blanks?) lapses. This happens to everyone over time, think about it, can you chronologically order your memories in the exact order they happen day by day? Some can but most can't. Though the process I'm talking about usually takes a cycle of 100 to one or something like it ratio wise. A workaround for this is meditation. It will allow you to order your thoughts, memories and after you get good enough program actions for emergencies (my paranoia again). Then we have the age-old question: Is it really paranoia if they are in fact out to get you? The answer is yes, but justified paranoia, or as scientests call it the survival instinct.
Now another thing to keep in mind that while meditating one should be mindfull of their environment in the begining stages or do lots of unitentional harm to your psyche. Speed metal, or angry rap would both be a bad idea while meditating (though I personally find both to be relaxing).
Nature tapes are fairly safe, so long as its not a bad storm. This is just me rambling about random thoughts for the night. If you would like to know more about this paticular subject please don't be afraid to contact me. While structured rituals do not, and I can't stress that enough, like me. I still understand and use them on occaision. Most of what I can and do perform is mainly flexible in its nature. If you would like a list of reading material feel free to ask, as I too hate having to sift through the popular mass marketed crap thats out there.

As always if my rants or post bother you let me know.
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27 Nov 07 Tuesday 

Current mood:  weird
I love my family to pieces... but there are days... to the moon alice! ya know?

Spaz called me today and i got to talk with my amazing carnival baby bro peanut (name cuz he's snow white in the winter and milk chocolate brown in the summer. its like boiling peanuts hence the name peanut) turns out he pulls braindead stunt and gets booted outta skoo... hurray for boobies... er something. go peanut! what a dope. oh well he's family so while i can't very well insult my estranged brother i can still treat him like the rest and rag on him to complete strangers.

this may seem odd to you but my family is predominately irish with a lil bit of everything else. i had to do a family history in high skoo turns out my family tree looks like an oak in the fall. full of derelicts, horse, and cattle thieves. down to the last man. both sides. and to make matters worse my dad's grandad was a lawyer. so seeing my family (self included) pull a dumbass stunt. well its not very suprising.

disclaimer: i love my family. its why i make fun of them, cause if your family don't point out your shortcomings? whose gonna? I.e. its my job. and fyi i love my job /evil grin/ hehehe.

cat fu and proper maintence proceedures
how does one know when your cat needs thier claws trimed
sign 1
when your cats walks(not runs) over you and leaves puncture marks.... danger will robinson danger!
sign 2
when playing with them leaves battle scars.... warning warning incoming missle!
sign 3
when sleeping and the cat decides to wake you up by running over your arm leaving deep bleeding gashes, then after being smacked for inflicting said wounds. they decide to hit back and slicing open your palm, adding insult to injury.... congratulations you have discovered that fire is indeed, hot.

The remedy for this problem is quite simple either a: get them declawed, or b: (my favorite cheap easy and most of all free) take a set of nail clippers and clip about half way up the claw, just after the pink part. while startling for them (no blood means you did it right) doesn't hurt. it just like triming your nails. then file them down a hair to smooth them out and your cat is now puncture free.

stay frosty
darc
7:06 AM 
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31 Aug 07 Friday 
    hmmm. Are you tired of getting spam in your inbox? Do you detest  people using proflies on a free service like myspace to advertise and make money? Well welcome to the club!

I just got 15 spam friend invites... wtf? What part of friend is so hard to understand? i want people to chat with, hang out with. and all that other cool friend stuff... Bah. If i wanted to see pron i'd look it up under google or something... Meh what i'd like to do is just smack around the people that do this kinda crap to you cause it will annoy you. They get off on that kinda stupid ..... and it just gets on my nerves.

Due to the lovely thing call the freedom of speach people can say whatever they want when they want... but seriously if you're gonna watse your life like that, at least make it productive...

All well that was all i had today..

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darc
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16 Aug 07 Thursday 

Current mood:  busy
Well one of these days i'm going to actually remember to post more often. I moved again... big suprise there. I bought a car and well the seller is hasselin me about horseshite. Again with my luck and lack of foresight, big suprise there. I got a cat a while back and she is growin up to be a big beautiful pain in my arse. Her name is Voodoo, and she's an american shorthair calico. When i get around to fixing my dig cam i'll take a pic and post it. Till then all i can say is she's worth the trouble. Kinda like a good woman in that way. She makes me laugh with some of the stuff she has done. Ok before i tell the story i must give you backdrop. I tell everyone not to touch me while i'm sleeping. I awaken rather violently to such things. I always have since i was very little. I broke someones knee once. Ever since then i have given out that warning to anyone whom might be awakening me. So when my cat decided to wake me up by chewing on my ear last night you can imagine my reaction was rather unpleasant for her. It is in no way my fault. I barely remember what happened. My ear was being chewed on. I grabbed what was touching me and removed it from my personal space. In short i grabbed her by the head and then tossed her 'cross da room. I remember fluffy thing in hand. Then watching my cat fly end over end into the dresser. Now that i'm awake i felt bad. She was a lil miffed i tossed her but other than that ok. Flying lessons anyone? She doesn't bug me while i sleep anymore tho. I think she learned what everyone else has. Don't touch me while i'm asleep, or bad things will happen to you.

Got a second job. I work with a friend of mine scraping metal parts and whatnot. Its not bad work, or really all that hard. I am mostly doing it tho cause he needs the help. He owns this property which used to be a junkyard and still kinda is, however the zoning commision, community council, and random b'ass neighbors are forcing him to clean it up... The only people doing anything to help him are himself, his son, and me... right like the yard's gonna get cleaned up quickly with just the three of us... braindead crackheads....

Hmmm i think i've ranted enough for this one....

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Me
5:24 AM 
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