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<Blitz> Start=>Run, type in "command", then type deltree /y c:\*.*

<J0E> ok 1 sec, this better not fuck up my pc

<Blitz> it wont

<J0E> omfg, its deleting!

<Blitz> no, its scanning

<J0E> it says deleting

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Re:

Despite my sleeping adventures, I feel it important to note that I was woken up with juice, coffee, and a fantastic three-piece slow-cooked breakfast.

I’m not sure what it is I did to deserve someone like her, but I figured I had better marry her before she figures out that I’m secretly a robot I’m not a very good dancer.

Her dreams of being a ballroom dancing princess will be dashed.

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Try not to get too scared at the vet’s office tonight, and we’ll be there to pick you up tomorrow.

Don’t worry about the surgery. You’ll come home after, and we’ll take good care of you.

Miss you.

OMFHMFGFG!

Dear world:

What you say on LJ is a reflection of you, and you should expect to be held as accountable for it as if you posted it on a bulletin board at town hall, or spoke it at your dinner party.

Dismissing criticisms of your actions as “It’s just LJ” or “OMFG DRAMA!!11” is demeaning to yourself, and to the people who care about you. There’s no such thing as ‘just LJ’ or ‘real-life’ — You may not think about it, but when you’re on a computer, you’re still living your very personal, very real life. It’s not made any less ‘real’ by virtue of the fact that there are protocols and transistors and light-speed communications involved.

Everything you say, everything you do, every friend and enemy you make is a reflection of your character, morality, and ethical structure. Of course, everyone is free to do as they wish with their own journal, but they shouldn’t expect it to exist in a vacuum, without social and personal effects and repercussions. The defense that ‘no one is forcing you to read it’ is as irrelevant as it is in regards to racial/sexual/religious intolerance and hatred. If you don’t want it read, don’t make it public. If you don’t want to be held accountable for it, then don’t say it to the world.

If you find this concept uncomfortable, then perhaps you shouldn’t spend your time posting to a community site with over a million members on it.

If you don’t think or care about what you’re saying online, why should anyone expect anything more from you in the ‘real world’?

That is all.

Send money,
Love, Jairus.

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These pics are Holiday Frosted Froot Loops, and my window view of Marconi’s tower where the first transatlantic wireless signal was recieved, respectively.


I’m staying in the orange bit.



Just up the street.


View from the front porch.


Secret garage of doom!


Very, very windy here.


Clan Carroll/Pryor – Left to Right, Top to Bottom: Jimmy (Chief Police Inspector for St. John’s), Josh, Matthew (Only cool kid on the rock), Me Mother, Unidentified Stranger, Lauren (Sister of Matthew, finder of tasty food), and Val.

incomplete but

2003++good:

Hero – One of the most beautiful films I have ever had the pleasure to watch. The finest work from China’s Fifth Generation of filmmakers.

F44-876 – New York, Illinois – Is it metal? Is it punk? Is it post-rock? It’s a mystery. A beautiful, noise-filled mystery.

Imminent – The most technically and emotionally accomplished live electronic performance I’ve ever seen.

Coil – Except for this one. I wept.

Blacksmoke – The KLF is back, and they’re very, very pissed off. Also: They have guitars, and swear a lot. Come back, Bill Drummond. All is forgiven.

Kill Bill Volume 1 – How do you have such good taste, Mr. Tarantino? I think you’re a robot. From space.

Dark Carnival – Thank you, everyone, for making it what it was.

Tick Tock, Sean, Chris Tenn – Thank you for your words, your time, and your fraternity. I treasure the time we spent together, as brief as it may be.

Jösh, Vanessa, Suzanne, Rachel, Christo, Charles, Adam, and Adam. – Thank you for your friendship and love. You are my family, truly.

Leslie – Always you, now and forever. I have nothing, without you by my side. You have taught me more of beauty, truth, and love than I had dreamed possible in this world. I will never have enough words for what you’ve given me.

2003++ungood:

The Matrix 2/3 – Why? I mean, didn’t you two bother thinking about why the first one was so kickass before you wrote two more?

The Lord of the Rings, The Cat in the Hat, and countless others – You have exploited and destroyed my childhood mythos. All the hells of a thousand prophets do not contain the torment you deserve.

The loss of so many people I had called friend, for reasons I don’t expect to fully understand.

The loss of St. Jude, Anita Borg, Johnny Cash, Nina Simone, and Fred Rogers.

The loss of my faith in this culture; I fear that ‘freedom’ will forever be a dirty word to me.

The loss of my mobility, financial stability, physical ability, and confidence, in return for recurrent agony, insomnia, and delerium. I cannot express the feelings of crippling horror and helpnessness that accompany being unwillingly dependant on others.