Thieves den

upage of the date.

Fri, 03 Feb 2006 05:46:25 GMT

So I've made my first short story submission. I got an e-mail back saying that the manuscript has been recieved, but they can only respond back to accepted submissions. On top of that, the turn around is 5 months! I'll have forgotten all about them in 5 months, and I'll probably have twenty or so other short stories floating around in hope of getting published. The *only* reason to continue to submit to them is because they don't mind if you submit the same manuscript to others at the same time, which is fairly rare. Well, in anycase... now the challenge is to try and get that short story published elsewhere first, so I can rub it in their faces 5 months later and say "shoulda read it sooner!"

I should be so lucky eh?

The update on me, somewhat overdue

Sun, 25 Dec 2005 09:47:48 GMT

Well, where do I begin? Merry christmas! That's a good place to start.

Sooo... I've taken up writing. That's news. I've put out my first short story, and I'll be starting the second one in a matter of days. With some luck, maybe I can get a couple things published someday. I'll start small though. Either way, I love writing. I've been doing it for over 2 and a half years now, just for fun of course. Let's see if I can make a little money while I'm at it.

Being a typical self-critical artist, I think it sucks. Others tell me otherwise so there's hope yet I guess.

I *might* be getting promoted to the Director of the climbing tower at camp this coming summer. It'd be a nice change and a good addition to my resume. It isn't final yet though. I should be finding out in the next few days though.

Other than that things are pretty normal. Well, aside from my sister having a baby, my dad moving, and a few other family details I choose not to get involved with. I'm such a recluse, but hey... I like it that.

All in all things are good. I can't complain anyway.

State of affairs.

Tue, 10 May 2005 05:32:03 GMT

What can I say? I got hurt again. Not as bad as before, but thats probably just because I've hit rock bottom in the past and now I'm calloused to the whole process. It's a blessing really. I don't have time for heartbreak right now. Especially considering I'm leaving for camp again in 2 weeks and she's going to be there. That coupled with the Sally sisters usual bullshit is going to result in hell on earth for poor Jarvis. As if that wasn't enough torture... they moved william off COPE staff this year. He might still be put back on... I hope anyway. If he's not then I'll have to work and live with 3 woman I really don't want to all alone for over 2 months straight. It's gonna hurt!

I'm sure everyone is tired of reading "break up" posts around here... but I'm reasonably sure no one pays attention to this account anyway. So I'm going to put my thoughts and feelings down for my sake. Feel free to skip on past this one if you like. As you can see this is a long one.

I don't Blame Sarah for moving on. I think she's after this guy named Shane now. I have nothing to back it up other than the fact she doesn't care to spend time with me anymore despite her desire to remain friends... she spends all her time with him. It's hard not to jump to conclusions. Either way, if that what makes her happiest then by all means, I truely hope that works out for her. It just hurts when ex girlfriends are after another immediately after a break up... always seems to happen that way.

I'm upset because I feel betrayed. Not by her running to shane(if thats indeed what shes doing), rather by what I was told when we first started dating versus how things turned out. I thought her true dream was to go to the peace core. She said she encouraged me to pursue my dreams and pilgrimages because I supported her. After awhile that changed. Infact it seemed to do somewhat of a 180. I won't say here what it changed to... thats her business of course. The point is despite the change I did everything in my power to support what ever her current dream was. I was willing to help her with what money I can(and anyone knows I have scarcely little of that), emotional support, whatever I could think of. Did I focus too much on being a support beam? Or did she force me too? It's hard to say. Either way I tried so hard but her support for my dreams fell away. The words were there. Yet it never seemed like much more than that. I suppose I'll never truely know beyond the fact that she finally said she wasn't ok with it. It was during an arguement sure... sometimes it's hard to tell if arguements are more truthful or less truthful. I have no choice other than to believe that this one was more truthful, despite the fact that it hurts. She said a lot of biting things that day. It's always the ones I choose to trust that attack my weak spots, never the ones I hold at bay.

There were other factors of course. I always avoid pointing fingers at people, especially Sarah. I would so rarely speak my true opinion in arguements. I was always fine with taking all the blame. This might be a mistake. It's hard for me to tell loved ones what they do that hurts me. I get so afraid that I'll hurt them and scare them away, yet maybe I do more damage by keeping to myself. Maybe they come to view me as weak. Sarah made points hinting that I'm weak, though she didn't hit that precise reason. Then again if thats true then it's a more subconcious thing.

I hope thats why she thinks I'm weak anyway. The reasons she stated all had to do with living conditions and money. So what if I found a family that wanted to take me in, so what if I choose not to work much because I'd rather spend my time pursueing dreams. Are these reasons to turn your back on someone you love? I've entertained the thought that maybe Sarah wasn't looking for a lover on a subconcious level, but rather a protecter. A way out of her mothers house and away from her family. I can't give that to her, though I know her pain. I was there once, but I got lucky and found a way out. Was she jealous? It's not like I was provided this home just because, there were good reasons behind it. I don't think she ever got that. Either way the things she said hurt a lot. I remember her telling a rather crude 13 year old boy at the climbing gym all about the fact that I wouldn't move out with her. She must have complained to him about my situation, because he started poking fun at me about it when I was at work once. The fact that a 13 year old punk was trying to poke fun at me didn't bother me one bit... it was the fact that Sarah was taking about my business to others. I hate that. people gossip I know, I'm guilty to... but I try to be careful never to divulge that brand of personal information about someone, especially considering that she really didn't know the boy that well. She was passing out my life situation to whom ever would listen to her at Escalade, and I personally don't like any of the people there well enough to tell them anything beyond my name and simple matters.

Enough on the past for now. How about the present. I still have a hard time breathing everytime I think of her, and thats often. I don't cry all that much anymore. I get a tear here and there, but I can usually pull myself together. Even then that only happens when I'm alone. We'll see how things go when I'm forced to see her everyday this summer. I foresee a lot of time spent sitting under trees by myself. Hopefully atleast with dry eyes.

I've decided to assume it's simply over and she is so over me that the thought of getting back together is nearly repulsive. It's hard, but it's helping. Last time I was like this I fought hard to win aimee back and that left me a mess for 6 months afterwards. Some of you who might end up reading this may remember that period in my life. I'm happy to say that I'm not that bad at the moment. We'll see where I am after camp... but that'll be the worst of it. After that I never have to see her again if thats what it takes.

...but that takes me to a new train of thought. How to act towards her at camp. I'm an honest guy... I have only two modes. I either am completely open with my feelings or I completely hide them and pretend I'm pretty much indifferent. I never lie when asked though... but no one ever asks. Which shall I do this summer? In truth I miss her terribly. I love her as much as ever and I want her to know that. I also know that course will be damaging for me, but it's the way I've always handled this situation in the past. Considering it has NEVER worked before I'll assume it won't work again and try to hide my emotions. It'll probably be obvious I'm hiding emotions... but I doubt anyone will notice unless they truely want to know whats up. None of my ex's have ever cared enough to notice.

To conclude this I'll simply say that I'm so sorry for all my short comings in the relationship. I've already apologized in person but it bears repeating even though you'll never see this. I still haven't gotten an apology from you, and that hurts, but I don't mind so much. Thats just the way of things. I haven't decided yet how to move foward with out you, only that I will and I'll still follow my passions and dreams. I'm guessing you'll be the last for a number of years, assuming I ever find someone who can put up with me. I'm prepared for that and I'm also ok with that. I'll feel naked as I go though as you will be sorely missed. I love you Sarah and that will never change regardless of where I am, because theres a piece of my heart in which you'll always reside. Though with a heavy heart I'm closing that section off. Please understand I'm only doing it for my own survival at this point. Maybe I'll re-open it one day, but as I already said I can only assume you're gone forever. Theres my irish good bye for you.

As for anyone who read through this... thanks. I really appreciate your time and friendship, and I apologize for my long-windedness. This was more for me than anything, and I do feel good having put this down. I don't come around this site often, as I'm pretty much ignored here, but it is a good record of my life.

I know I'll be reading through this again a year or so down the road. So when I do, my advice to myself is take a moment to remember that at this moment you were here, madly in love with this girl despite whatever story you've come up with to push the emotions away. If you still have her email or something by then... write her and thank her for the love and the good times.

...and I'm out.

The tracker school

Mon, 14 Mar 2005 09:37:09 GMT

Holy crap life is good. As I said in my last post, I went to the tracker school. I liked it so much I went back again the next week. I just got home from it today.

Wow.

I can honestly say life isn't the same anymore. I've seen and done so many amazing things... especially last week. I've touched the spirit that moves through all things in small ways, and I'm left thirsting for more. Heres one of my more interesting stories:

One evening they had us all strip down to bathing suits and blindfolds. We weren't allowed shoes (I was right at home), or any clothing aside from the swimsuit. We were lead out into the woods after dark and blindfolded. Then they started beating a drum in the distance. Our goal was to make it back to the drum. That wasn't the true goal though. The true goal was to release ourselves from struggle with nature, and surrender to the earth. At first I was cold and I stumbled about. As I let go though, I began to allow the cold to pass right through me. Soon, I found myself walking comfortably. The next day I retraced my steps, and found that once I had felt that connection... I began to walk through groves of trees and around bushes and briars with out bumping into any of them. I knew they were there, yet with out actually knowing. I even managed to move through the only gate of a wooden fence in my way.

It was a powerful experience, and was only the begginning. I pushed my awareness to new hieghts as I began to learn how to read the birds reactions to things to know where things were happening in the woods far beyond my physical ability to sense them. I not only began to learn to track on almost any surface put in front of me, but I also learned how to track by spirit. I learned to make fire with nothing and make warm shelters from forest debris. I started to perfect my stalking abilities and the natural camflauge I so often speak of(charcoal, mud...). It was a magical 2 weeks, and yet it's only the beginning. There is so much more to experience and learn, yet already I have years of skills to practice and perfect. I am deeply humbled by what I've seen and what I now know the human body, mind, and spirit is capable of. I can't even begin to explain here, uless I want to be labeled a crazy man.

This has turned out to be far greater than my wildest dreams! I only pray I have the strength to master the sacred skills taught to me this month. I am truely blessed, and I highly recommend this school to anyone and everyone.

The update on me.

Mon, 31 Jan 2005 08:12:30 GMT

Things are moving right along.

I'll be going to the tracker school in less than a month. Anyone who knows me well at all would also know I'm very excited about it. It's about damn time I say. I'll be gone for a week, but it prompts the beginning of a journey that will hopefully last a life time. I'm ready.

I got promoted in the martial arts school last week. I'm a 3rd degree yellow belt now, but the instructor said I move like an Orange belt. I expect to be promoted to Orange in 2 months... maybe 1. I've practiced hard, and shall continue to do so. I was asked once when I would be "awesome". I'm not there yet... but don't mess with me when I have a stick in my hand ^_-. Hell... I'd probably have the advantage even if you had the stick. I disarmed dad last time I was home... he was impressed at how quick his stick was no longer "his". Victory =D

I still work at Escalade... but It's going no where. I have some other plans in the works... but the jump is a big one. For now Escalade will do. I did meet someone there though. We've been dating for 3 months now, and it has been a great experience. She has unwittingly taught me a lot about myself. I've changed a great deal, hopefully for the better. There is a lot I could say on this subject... but this isn't the place. A simple "I'm very happy" will have to suffice. I'm glad Sari came about ^_^

As usual, you all grace my thoughts often. I hope your dreams are coming to fruitation as quickly as mine are. I especially miss you, Michi, if you read this anymore. It was good to see you at the theatre recently. Sorry the conversation was brief... but you had work of course. Perhaps I'll see you again at some time or another.

...and another bites the dust.

Tue, 05 Oct 2004 03:27:25 GMT

...and so it comes to be, the jeep is dead. My old wagon, as ripped up and rust crusted as it is, served me fairly well considering. Well it's time to move on. I'm selling it...

...and I couldn't be happier!

I have a new set of wheels. An 86 Toyota Camry. It's older than the jeep actually, by a year. Yet it's been kept in unbelievably good condition. Dad shit a brick when he saw it. He couldn't believe such an old car would look and run so well. I love it. I'm taking good care of this one. I'll be selling the Jeep for what ever measely price it'll bring. I'm glad to be rid of it. I hated it from day one. Sure it grew on me a little... but it nearly killed me one to many times. Damn homicidal car.

So I've officially moved in to my new place. It's great here. The change of environment is so good for me. I'd say I'm a new man, but thats not true. Rather I'm a more polished and refreshed version of me. I'm getting things done, important things. They've really inspired me. I'm well on my way of fulfilling my dreams.

Dad took it hard at first... but he's gotten used to the idea and we're getting along well now. I was there today to pick up some of my stuff. I saw mom too. Bleh. It feels great to live an hour away from her. I can take her in the very small portions that I prefer.

Things are looking up for me for once. Over the past couple or years, things have been coming together. Albiet very slowly, but thats ok. I'm a patient guy. As usual, my thanks go out to everyone who was with me through it all. I'd be a sad and un-wise man with out the help and support of my few friends.

This crazy punk is still alive?

Thu, 16 Sep 2004 06:16:11 GMT

I figured it was about time for the time honored Tradition of the "Jon dissappearance." Anyway, AWA should be soon, and I need to hook up with Katy about this so I don't miss it or get caught off guard. I'm not sure she checks this often... could someone point this out to her if she doesn't notice? Thanks. I also read a few entries back that Michi can't afford to go. If thats still a problem how much do you need? I don't mind helping you out. I have plenty of cash thanks to summer camp.

Well I've been good. A lot has happened, naturally. Summer camp was... well quite frankly it sucked this year. I kinda figured it would. The Sally sisters were horrible to work for. Absolutely deplorable. I've never seen the path of righteousness so obstructed by such devote christians before. They are the biggest hypocrits I ever met. I won't go into all that here. I'll end up writing you a book about it. The good news is I managed to touch the life of many kids, as usual, but in particular a boy named peter. He was deathly afraid of hieghts. After nine hours of hard work and sticking to it he did the low rappell. Thats not much, only 13 feet high. Yet it was such an amazing accomplishment. I'm so proud of him. Needless to say, having begun his journey of defeating his fears, he went on to do bigger and better things that week.

Now that camp is over I'm back at Escalade. It's still the best year round job I've ever had. I'm looking to move on though. It's time to start looking at a real career doing this kind of stuff. I've been writing up my resume and looking at my options... I've come to realize that I'm very much qualified to get hired at places who pay a whole hell of a lot better than Escalade.

My real struggle has been at home, as usual. Yet an interesting oppurtunity has come my way. The parents of a friend of mine at camp have invited me into their home. They are extremely nice people. I haven't moved in yet but that possibility looks more and more real everyday. I'm actually there right now, and I have been for a couple days. I'm sort of splitting my time in half between here and home for now. Dad won't like it, but he can shove it. They live in woodstock. That works out great for me... I've wanted to live on this side of town for a long time. It's really close to my martial arts school(thank goodness), and it's closer to work and all my friends. Most notably it's far far away from Mom. *Sigh of relief*.

Speaking of martial arts... I went up to yellow belt recently. I should have long ago... back before camp. I passed the test with flying colors. Now I've been rushing to catch up. It's exhilerating... theres a stripe test next week, I'm trying to cram in all the new material, but it's hard. I may not make it in time, but all the same I've been practicing everyday and I love it. I don't really mind if I have to wait another month to get my next stripe. Experiencing my progress over the past 3 weeks or so has been so much fun. Taking these classes has been one of the best things I've done for myself in a long time. Not to mention my climbing has gotten a lot better too. I'm climbing 5.10's now. I climbed one to the top on my first try a few weeks ago. Life has been fairly good.

Well to wrap things up I want to say that I miss you all! It's been awhile but I've thought about all of you almost everyday. I hope your lives are all coming together and everyday is a gift of life worth cherishing.

Rock on!

Sat, 22 May 2004 06:22:08 GMT

Whats does your personality rate from 1-10? by morning_prayer
Your first full name
Your personality rates a	nine
your best quality is	youre hilarious
your worst quality is	I dont know...nothing?
this is because	youre true to yourself

Created with the ORIGINAL MemeGen!

I'm flattered ^_^

Whats does your personality rate from 1-10? by morning_prayer
Your first full name
Your personality rates a	-10,000,000 damn you suck
your best quality is	youre easy going
your worst quality is	nothing! you rock!
this is because	you are who you are

Created with the ORIGINAL MemeGen!

See? All Johns who have an "H" suck. LOL. This amuses me.

The beginning of the end

Fri, 21 May 2004 19:12:44 GMT

Mom got married yesterday. Married to Vladamir. Vladamir the illegal alien from Bulgaria. Crazy eh? She just got divorced. Shes only known Vladamir since November or so.

...and it was the cheesiest wedding I've ever seen. Five minutes. Seriously. Five freaking minutes. Oi, Vladamir is in for the ride of his life. I almost feel sorry for him, but he's getting something out of it. He can't be deported now. I actually don't understand how this marraige(moms 5th) is ok but people have trouble with same sex marraiges. Like I said, crazy.

Well, this time next week I'll be arriving at camp for the summer. It's about time. I'll definetaly miss somethings. Friends namely. Speaking of which, I haven't spoken to Michi in so long. I miss her. Are we still headed to the cabin when I get back? I'm up for it. Perhaps I'll call soon.

Lock in tonight! Thats right, I'm posting this from wok. I'll be here all day and all night. Oh well... money! I'll miss escalade while I'm gone.

I'm a victim of a drive-by shooting...

Mon, 17 May 2004 05:22:15 GMT

...good thing it was a paintball gun. I'd be a dead man otherwise. Kudos to the marksman who pegged me. He'll get his someday *evil glare*

It wasn't a big deal really... though intuition is an incredible, and powerful force that I'm so happy I've awakened to. Seriously, I was driving to Katie's house today to give her the 20 bucks for AWA, and randomly I started to think about the huge bag of paintballs in my closet. I had no idea why. A couple seconds later, the car driving opposite of me pegged my windshield as he zoomed by.

I have no idea what he was trying to accomplish by this. Sure, his aim was true. If it was a real gun it would have hit me in the chest. Yet, I wasn't scared or startled, or even suprised or confused. It rained just a tad, sprinkled really, but it was enough that as soon as I got to Katie's I simply wiped it off with a paper towel. I wonder if the punk with the gun got some kind of weird gratification or enjoyment from it.

Anyway, yeah so I saw Katie. That was fun, Nate was there too. I gave her money and her chocobo game back. We talked, then I left to see shaolin soccer. Great movie. Hilarious through and through.

You asked for it...

Tue, 13 Apr 2004 03:27:11 GMT

The Jon update:

I went a long time with out shaving. Maybe a month, probably more. My fuzz got a bit bushy... so I finally gave in and shaved. Though I tried something new. I shaved my upper lip, chin, and neck only to do a sort of wolverine-ish kind of thing. Its alright I guess. I don't like it nearly as much as the full ranger fuzz so I'll probably shave it all off tommorrow and grow everything back again.

Other than that not much has been happening in my life. I've set an official date to go to the tracker school. The first week of spetember. I'm still debating whether or not to go for two weeks or just one. We'll see. Either way I can't wait.

I've spent a lot of time hiking lately. One might say too much time. I wouldn't but some might. Sadly just today I thought I didn't have to work until tuesday but Escalade called while I was out hiking. Apparently they weren't happy. I feel like absolute crap of course. Watch me get fired >_<. Oh well. I have enough money to get to summer camp, afterwards though I may have to find another. Thats ok. Escalade is the best job ever but it doesn't bring much income. I don't *NEED* more but it would certainly make my future plans easier.

Still... my hiking has brought me some great things. The deer are getting used to me, and will happily graze with in mere feet of me as I watch. I found the sweetest stick too! Its all twisty and cool looking. I can't remember all the specific rules to wand making from Michis book... perhaps theres something wrong with using already dead wood, but I was meant to find it all the same. This much I know.

Dad and I still butt heads all the time. I just retreat to kennesaw when it gets bad, but whatever. I've gone back to my ways of just not giving a shit.

I should also mention that today is my sisters birthday... both of them! Kristy is 22 and Nikki is 4. Mom gave me a HUGE chunk of cake to bring home... that'll keep me busy for the rest of the week =D

Chad got accepted to a writing school. I'm very proud of him. Its run by published writers and poets, is a 1 and a half to 2 year program, at the end of which they try and get you published. They say right out front not to even apply unless your already experienced and have some skill. Chad sent 1 short story and theyaccepted him. I really hope things take off for him. Hes an intelligent guy and a great writer. His first assignment was to describe a person, he chose to describe me. He then has to include that persons personality(mixed with the personality of someone else) in a 1000 page short story. That'll be fun to read. Apparently he mixed me with an ex-friend of his who got into drugs. So the story is about me as a drug dealer being interrogated by customs officers. I hope I get away =P

The shadow

Sat, 20 Mar 2004 20:14:49 GMT

I've neglected my journal for awhile. It felt like a good time to disappear for awhile. I suppose I'll get back to posting a bit.

Jon's life in a nutshell lately:

Martials has been great. I've started basically just taking classes on saturday to save me all the driving. So I'm taking Jeet Kune Do now along with Kali. I love it. No weapons... but the instructors are freaking out about my legs. They're all like "Just kick him... you've got the reach." "Normally here one would spring foward to attack, but I just want you to kick. He won't be able to get away fast enough." I have feeling it won't be long before my nickname there is "legs". It wouldn't be the first time.

Climbing is going great too. Its almost become a weekly thing with the guys. Chad, Bobby, and Dillian all come and climb on staurdays. THey're busy today so this week is an exception. No problem... I want to go home and sleep anyway. My personal abilities on the wall are getting a bit better, but my teaching ability has improved greatly. Thats just as important since this is my job =P

Some one come climb with me! ^_^

Sweet!!!!

Wed, 10 Mar 2004 07:45:14 GMT

I did it! I managed it! I got DSL on my comp! My lovely comp that works now! I've wait, literally, years for this. Tonight is indeed... a great night. I'd blabber on about how happy I am and how awesome this is, but I'm gonna go download some shit and play some thievery and freaking steal everything in sight. WOOT!!!!

A day in the life of...

Tue, 09 Mar 2004 18:16:28 GMT

Things have been pretty basic around here. Climbing a lot of rocks, doing a lot of kung fu, role-playing, sneaking around.... you know, compared to quite a few, I have a pretty cool life.

I saw the christ movie yesterday with jessie, phil, and dad. It was pretty gory, and quite powerful. I'm glad Mel Gibson made it, though I'm really sorry for the poor theatre girls. I hope its slowed down for laurie and michi.

Today i'm headed to the guys house for awhile with jessie... while i'm out there I have a Kali class to take. Upon my return... *drum roll* I set up the router and start getting the net on MY computer. I freaking can't wait. Hopefully, if all goes well, this will be my last post on this mac. I love macs, but its coolness is tainted by the fact that it belongs to dad.

Doh... Jessie is here... more later.

Fri, 05 Mar 2004 04:28:59 GMT

I hung out with Phil and jessie today. We role-played a bit. Jessie is dming. I'm not sure how long that will last... its probably a pretty temporary thing to keep the three of us busy while jessie is still staying with his mom with a bum knee. When he goes back home I doubt it'll go much longer. Oh well. No big. Phil is playing a ranger again, by the way. It will please some of you, particularly michi, to know that his ranger died. Got caught by a bunch of orcs. I tried to save him, but there were about 50 orcs holding him. So they tied him up to a pole and roasted him. They probably ate him afterwards... I wouldn't know... I didn't stick around to watch.

So that was fun =P

Then jessie and I played some gitaroo man. God that game rocks. We also decided that once we all have a connection on our comps we're gonna get a little diablo 2 campaign going. That should be good fun. Phil wants to play a necromancer... but he can forget that crap. Thats my freaking class. Thats just the way it is.

Apparently I work for 9 hours tomorrow. Thats pretty cool though. No lock in this week. I'll be working from 10 am to 7pm. It'll be teen night... so feel free to show up and climb! It'll be cheap!

Thu, 04 Mar 2004 06:03:24 GMT

I'm listening to my lotr sound track. I really shouldn't. It always gives me a deep sense of longing for more. As I sit here listening I'm practically shaking with desire to be running down hills, leaping over creeks, climbing trees... anything but being here.

My dad will be selling the toyota really soon. I'll get a lot of money once he does. It financially might not be the smartest move... but I want to take a class at the tracker school before summer. I've been thinking about it a lot lately. Either way... I'm taking one this year. Nothing is stopping me.

I miss everyone too. I haven't talking to anyone in a little while, much less seen any of you. We need to do something! Anything! Keep in touch.

Jon the ninja

Sat, 28 Feb 2004 10:37:42 GMT

Wow. Its 5:30 AM and the lock in is not only still awake, but still quite active. They have finally sort of settled down to a movie, and a few people are asleep. However a lot of them are up talking and a few are still climbing. Its the most energetic lock in group I've had yet. To make matters more intense, theres over 40 people here. Thats just a lot.

Nate's sister is here. Thats nifty. I was suprised I recognized her pretty much right off the bat. I've only met her once before, and that was a while ago.

I've been working very hard on my crazy stunts. For one, I have further perfected my split climb. None of you have seen it yet, but I can make it all the way up to the cieling with out having to stop and rest. It still hurts a great deal, but I'm working on it. Apparently the muscles I use to do the split climb are muscles I also use to jump. I came to this conclusion tonight... I suprised myself actually.

Anyone who has been to escalade with me has seen the hanging hold in the back of the gym, and watched my run and swing on the rope to get it. Well thats only one of two ways to get to that hold. The other way is, with out the rope, run at an angle and spring of the wall (theres a small square drawn in chalk next to the door where your supposed to spring off) and jump up and grab the hanging hold. I was never even close when I've tried that in the past, so I haven't been trying. However, since perfecting the split climb, tonight I tried merely to demonstrate and to my suprise I leaped high enough to touch the hold. So I've been practicing... though I'm already really tired. I can succesfully grab the hold, but I slip off. If I keep practicing then I'll soon be able to just spring up and grab it.

Dude that would be so freaking cool. Now all I need is a pack of attractive women to show off too. =P

Its been a great night so far. This is a good group. Too bad Nate and Katy aren't here. It would have been cool to hang out with them all night. Oh well.

The lock-in shuffle

Sat, 28 Feb 2004 01:38:18 GMT

Well here we are... another lock-in tonight. I start in about 30 minutes. I'm really tired already, but thats probably because I've been inactive for a few hours. I'd like to think i'll be tired enough to sleep tonight but after running around and working for a few hours I'll probably have too much energy to sleep.

I'd also like to add, that while I'm not sure what happened to the ladies night thing... friday nights have been made teen night. 8 bucks... and apparently 20 year olds count for that too. Perhaps we can make plans to come climb next friday? I don't have a lock in that week.

Sweet!

Fri, 27 Feb 2004 01:01:04 GMT

Now that my jeep is fixed... I jumped back on fixing my comp. I bought a new video card today. It freaking works! Imagine that! I'm installing a game right now! I'll be playing on MY comp all night tonight! Woot! No more sitting around on the net for hours bored shitless with no one to talk to!

The next step is getting my comp online... so I'll never have to touch dads comp again. I love it, because its a mac, but damn I miss my own comp.

Plus, once i have my own connection I can play thievery again! Oh my god i miss thievery... and i've neglected my poor guild for 2 months now. They miss their guildmaster, and i miss them.

Life is looking up... except for the lack of money... but its still looking up!

Thu, 26 Feb 2004 04:28:33 GMT

I get told by a lot of people that i look like various other people, movie stars, characters... and so on. I have quite the running list. I have even established rules... I only count it when some one tell me a look like a character totally on their own. I never bring it up or even mention that character. Heres a running list so far.

Neo: With shorter hair and no fuzz, plus my shades... I've had several people say i look like Neo.

Aragorn: This is the most common one. For obvious reasons.

Some guy on ER: I haven't heard this one in year... but lots of people told me this. I think whomever I looked like is no longer on the show. I don't even know... I've never watched ER.

Snake: From the metal gear series. This is more of a "I look like what he would have looked like in his 20's" more than looking like him now.

A new one got added to the list today. I'm a bit disturbed actually. Are you ready for this? Cause i wasn't. Apparently I look like Jesus. A woman told me that, several times, in line in the tag office this morning. She also said i look like an angel. Funny considering i'm known by hundreds of people across the nation as Satan.

I pretty much cover the full christan spectrum don't I. Facsinating.

Victory Dance!

Wed, 25 Feb 2004 04:43:28 GMT

The jeep is fixed and it passed emissions! I must celebrate! Sarting tomorrow morning when I get my tag... I can drive with out having to dodge cops! WOOOO! It didn't even cost that much. Just 145. Rock on! I would throw a party... but no one wants to come to Jons house anyway... I'll figure out something to do.

...and just think. I drove that thing for a month with no licsense plate and didn't get stopped once. Half luck... half intuition... again, go me!

Its decision time... my hair has officially gotten to the point where it just pisses me off. Its not long enough to tie back yet... infact it'll be a few months still before it will be. Yet its long enough to be a pain in the bloody ass. It gets all in my eyes in martial arts... looks kinda dopey most of the time... blah! So I ask all of you for your opinions, what should I do? Cut it? Let it grow still? Maybe theres something different I should do with it while I wait, rather than just let it do what it naturally wants to do? What do you all think?

A good day.

Sun, 22 Feb 2004 09:29:07 GMT

Now that my rant is over... the rest of the day was quite happy. I got tipped another 40 bucks by the scouts. I went to the guys to get some sleep. When Chad arrived we all sat down and watched "Game of Death". It was a horrible Bruce Lee movie. They should have left the whole story out and just released the last fight sequence. That was all I was interested in. After that Chad, Dillian, Bobby, and I went out to Escalade to climb. The ride there and back was pretty humerous.

We all crammed into Dillians tiny car. It has back seats but they are so small that I alone take up both. Chad gets horribly car sick unless he rides shotgun, so Bobby and I had to figure something out for the back. Well as it turns out Dillians car is one of those cars where the back seats fold foward to give you access to the truck. So we put the passenger side back seat down and I crawled into the trunk and stuck my head out the seat. I sort got to lay down for the ride out there. The best part was when we stopped to eat at burger king. People stared as they opened the trunk and a tall lankey guy in a treanch coat climbed out.

Escalade was great. We climbed, as well as practiced martial arts. We used the crash pads to practice flips and kip ups. I succesfully mantled for the first time.... awesomeness. I also did my split climb thing. I put one foot on a wall then do a split and put my other on the wall opposite. I'm the only one tall enough to do it. I climbed up about 6 or 7 feet and just stayed up there for 5 minutes or so. I held my hands in a kung fu manner (because it looks cool ^_- ) and concentrated on keeping my balance with my legs only. I was so focused I didn't notice the fact that I apparently stopped the whole gym dead in its tracks. Chad said that everyone, including loud mouth punks just stopped and stared, unable to say anything.

I must have looked really cool or really crazy =P.

The last piece of news for the day is more bad news. Jessie dislocated his knee cap doing his foam sword fighting thing. He had to go to the hospital. I haven't seen him, but I talked to him on the phone. He may need to get surgery done. I feel really sorry for him. Its going to make his work as a surveyor really painful and hard, and he JUST signed up for Ju Jitsu. Sifu Baker is really awesome and I know he'll allow Jessie to tack the lost hours on to the end of his contract so he doesn't waste money... but still. That just sucks. My best of wishes go out to Jessie... he has been there for me through thick places and I hate to see him hurt like that.

Well... I must sleep. I have a private Kali lesson at 3 PM tomorrow and I'm very much looking foward to it. Night ^_^

Parents suck!

Sun, 22 Feb 2004 09:09:50 GMT

I came to the guys house immediately after the lock in this morning and caught an hour or two of shut eye. I was awakened by yelling. It was Bobby's parents, particularly his dad, yelling at him about him having dled music files on his comp. Sure, they can be concerned about lawsuits... but Bobby doesn't have that many files. Sure, they can make the arguement that its like stealing from the artists who make the music.

That, however, did not give that man the right to talk to Bobby like that. He was attacking Bobby's personal character. I nearly hopped out of bed and jumped in the arguement on Bobby's behalf. It would have been a fruitless effort, and I probably would have gotten kicked out as a result... so I stayed my tongue.

It reminded me a great deal of the way my dad talks to me. I have a very hard time standing idly by as someone gets talked to like that by someone who is supposed to be supporting them. I don't take it from dad, and why should I let my good friend Bobby take it from his dad. Its stupid. Despite the pointlessness of it, I regret not jumping out to Bobby's defense. I'm sick and damn tired of parents who think they can treat their children like scum just because that child can't retaliate. I'm a bit of a chicken when it comes to these kinds of things, as was evidenced today, but in the future I'm going to try my hardest to stand up for my friends. I don't care what the consequences. This has to stop.

Lock in!!!!

Fri, 20 Feb 2004 22:24:30 GMT

Its a lock in night! So how shall I keep myself entertained this week? As usual, anyone who wants to stay awake with Jon would be greatly appreciated. I'll probably practice my Kali a bit... and bring a book as usual. It'll be a troop of boyscouts again =D

Hopefully they'll be as awesome as the last troop. I could use another 40 bucks in tips! Even if they don't tip me and act as well as the last one then I'll be happy.

Soooo... I want some answer here... are we gonna rp my campaign at all... ever? I miss it already. Is it just to hard to get everyone together? I've had my eye open for an oppurtunity to rp again ever since the last session... none have arised. Such is life I suppose. Respond here and let me know what you think.

Fri, 20 Feb 2004 04:19:55 GMT

I was at the martial arts school again tonight. 3rd night in a row! I love it so much! Tonight, though, I got to take a Kali class =D. I'm always up for stick fighting. Sifu Worked us hard today. I was sweating, my hair was all in my eyes(I can't wait until its long enough to tie back), my legs hurt... that is what a martial arts class is supposed to be about. Awesome stuff.

On a side note... www.thief3.com is finally up!!!!! It only took them *thinks back* a year, maybe more? I suppose this means the game itself is nearing completion. *drool*. I can't freaking wait =P.

Good times, good times.