So there we were. 4 grown men holding hands singing koom by ya, wiping tears from our eyes as we flush the toilet. Saying goodbye to two of our beloved friends. Flushed we unlock hands and look down, we realise the toilet’s overflowing and our beloved friends are back again …. could this be a sign, an omen that they don’t want to leave the living?

Ok, so we didn’t sing koom by ya, we wern’t holding hands, the toilet didn’t overflow but I did have to flush two of my fish down the toilet to give them the proper toliet burial. What’s that you ask? Do I need really need to explain?

So let me explain from the beginning, which was last night by the way, to the end to describe how a bad day turned exceptionally good, ok … not exceptionally but rather decent.

Before we start I must take you back a month or two when I was moving my fishtank from my old apartment to my new one. Well to make a long story short everything went perfect until my final trip, my heater for the tank broke. Well, I waited a day or two and everything was peachy so I didn’t feel the need to buy another heater, now if this has anything to do with the story or not, I have no idea …

My bala shark has been acting fishy latley, now I realise he is a fish and to act fishy would be ok but not in a case like this. He’s going spastic! Trying to jump out of the tank, beating his head on anything in site and just acting un-lady like(yes, I know my bala shark is a female). To continue … I was watching like I usually do for a few minutes just to make sure everything was going fine and it was, tank is crystal clear and no "floaters" so all is good, then I see my shark turn vertically and jet straight towards the top of the tank! She ramed the lid and the light to the tank and she did that twice! "Ummm, hello? anybody home?" Was all I could think. So later the other night I wake up to some thrashing in the tank only to wake up yesterday to find 2 fish dead, I’m assuming were killed by the shark but that baffles me, Bala Sharks are incredibly peaceful, hmmmm … who knows. So I to scoop them out and I realise, oh geez, this water is freezing! I’d say 50-60 degrees easily. Seeing as they are tropical fish 80 degrees minimum if not higher. Ouch. I felt so horrible and I had a huge knot in the bottom of my stomach. I figured room tempature would be good but it definetly wasn’t, I’m definetly lucky and very thankful that I didn’t loose my shark, wow am I lucky and again thankful. Did I mention thankful?

So what did I do once the guilt set in, I decieded now was an ideal time to get a water heater so I proceeded to petsmart, picked up the water heater and a few other goodies. I bought a powerhead for my tank as well. So what’s a powerhead you ask? Great question, basically I have an underwater gravel filter that ran primarily on an air pump. The whole concept is the air bubbles as they approach the surface they create suction(sp?) and all of the gunk and junk gets filtered up. Well, this idea is great to keeping your fishtank clean however if you can just imagine for a moment air bubbles. This probably produces 1 gallon tops an hour. A powerhead is a submursable unit that basically pulls up water and spits it out, which is perfect if you spit it out towards a filter. The only diffrence between the two of course is air bubbles only produce about 1 gallon an hour, this powerhead produces 125 gallons an hour. What does that mean for me? Even less cleaning and less maintenance. It’s proven is value already as the moment I put it in the tank it sucked up a ton more gunk and shoved it towards my filter creating a crystal clear environment for my fish. This my friends is modern technology at it’s finest. I think that’s why I like fish because it’s greate eye candy and yet it’s all automatic in its processes. Very little work is required to keep it up. And that is pretty nice. While I was out I got a heater and 2 additional fish. I got a Beta which is gorgous and also a knife fish. This thing looks incredible, so smooth how it swims it’s great. He’s incredibly friendly too. When I put in some other decorations at the bottom of the tank he came right up inside my hand and just stayed there for like a few minutes. I went to feed them and he went straight to the top to eat. Weird personality this fish has but he’s definetly grown on me.

So … that was last night … and it’s only just the beginning of my poor luck. I wanted to share this info last night but for the past week my wireless keyboard has been acting up, skipping keys and such. Last night when all the stores were closed it just decieded to quit on me. Fresh batteries and such couldn’t fix this … it just went dead. I figured it was only a matter of time but I didn’t figure it would happen when it did, not when I had so much to share. I ended up digging up an old junky dirty gross disgusting keyboard to type a few emails and then proceed on with my day.

So proceeding on it’s now time to shave. Oh, did I mention I got rid of the stupid genric hair pulling razors? Well if I didn’t’ I did. I threw them away and learned my horrible lesson with that and vowed never get the cheap stuff, especially when it comes to sharp objects coming close to my face. Only the good stuff for these baby cheecks. So I’m shaving, everything is going good and then "KABOOM" my gel, shampoo, toothbrush and all go plumeting into the toilet! Well this scares the holy bejesus out of me and I cut myself with the blade which just so happen to have triple the protection aka triple blades.I have 3 nice cuts on my cheeck. 4 hours later when it stops bleeding I’m searching for my watch. I can’t leave without my watch! It’d be like me leaving the house naked which for your sake and mine will never happen. So here we are 15 minutes late for class I get there only to reach for my backpack, which just so happens to be in my roomate’s car from the previous day of work. Could things be getting anyworse? Sure they could ….

Did I forget to mention that when I showed up to class I looked at the back of my shirt only to see a huge stain of a bleeded pen? My favorite shirt ….. my FAVORITE shirt and non-other. Could things be getting any worse?

NOPE. My poor luck was over. I went to CompUSA to get my keyboard and mouse. I had to get wirless. It was a must, no if ands or buts about it, just how I like to sit, with my legs propped up and also with my keyboard in my lap, I had to there was no question in it. Keyboard in lap? Don’t think I’m weird, just remember I’m a computer programmer and well I am weird.

So all in all, 2 fish dead, triple protection cut, ruined shirt, late to class, no books, no watch and keyboard broken, all in all not a bad day. No seriously …

Being the optomistic type that I am(note the sarcasim) I tried to find the positive in all of this, I really did and I think this time for once in my life I actually found it. The martha stewart in me really did appreciate getting the exact style keyboard and mouse in diffrent color, matching my computer and monitor. I’ve got a nice little war wound that I can make up some ficticious story about how I got it, perhaps I got into a fight with a bear? Ohhh, that would be a good story to tell … good story to tell. I no longer feel guilty of my fish anymore becuase they are now living in a palace. I have 2 really cool fish that make my tank that much more vibrant and alive. My watch, I ended up finding it after tearing my room apart and then cleaning it back up again. As for my books in my class they wern’t needed and class proceeding on like it normally did and most importantly I am still wearing yellow.

I look down even now and take a look at what’s carved into the bracelet. "LiveSTRONG" and I realise I do. I live strong.

Do you?

kc

"Yea, why not" I replied as we were leaving the complex. On my usual walk to target my buddy asked if I wanted a ride. Sure I’m young and athletic, or at least would hope so, I needed the ride. Not that I needed it, but I just wasn’t in the mood to walk, well not there and back at least. I went and picked up some gel and that’s about it. It didn’t take me long and on my journey home I walked, I got to my usual thinking. I saw people driving by, and driving to target and me realise that when I get my Corvette I hope and pray that I would rather walk a short distance then drive it.

It was such a gorgeous night. It helped too just getting out of a pretty warm pool and a chlorine rich hot tub. It was nice and though a usual ritual tonight was especially nice. I don’t know why it just was. There was somewhat of a breeze, and it was cool, and my hair was blowing around aimlessly. Ahhh, I found it. That’s what made it so diffrent, no gel in my hair. It goes without saying I have an afro with no gel in my hair, and in fact when I returned home from my trip my roomates giggled at me. They rarley see me without any gel in my hair, primarily to cage this wild calic I have. It’s insane, it goes straight up, so up in fact it bends backwards. I hate it but I suppose that is a huge charachteristic of mine. But that wold definetly be why tonight was gorgeous. My hair, it was just free flowing, I had no cares and no worries.

It was an awesome feeling.

I came home just to sit and read newspaper articles for an hour or so then headed on over to the olympic coverage which has been awesome. My man phelps didn’t win gold nor will be crushing any records but you know what, he got beat. Oh well, 2 people beat him in their own world renown race and he came darn close. On top of that he’s got 3 medals. Forget what color they are, theya are medals. More then the average joe would ever achive and that in itself is respectable. Go phelps! Oh, and what is with this and our dream team losing? Incredible … incredible, paid professionals and yet they lost? I’m somewhat glad it happened though to be honest. These kids, americans, need to realise they are not gods gift to anything and that we are humans. I hope it makes the world realise that we are an awesome country but we are only human as well. But wow, what an upset. Hopefully they will turn things back around and win the gold. Who knows, we’ll see ….

So I figure I should be going to bed. Today I had off and I’ve been just doing nothing really. I made considerable progress on both doom3 and also on my new version of ozweegoville. It’ll incoorperate some of this site and hopefully some new flavors of diffrent versions.We’ll see though. Things are going by so incredible fast and excellent I’m not sure nor do I care when it gets completed because I know it will … one day.

I should be going, i’m getting tired and its only eleven oclock. The casey 4 months ago would have laughed so hard at the new me it wouldn’t be funny anymore. Going to bed at eleven … what’s with this?

As for work, i’m almost looking forward to it. I mean, of course I don’t want to but it’ll at least give me an excuse to watch the olympics again.

USA ALL THE WAY BABY!
kc

So it was a pretty dark, cool night. It was unusually calm, probably because most were at home sleeping. And there we were, just driving, me and my roomate jess. Just driving, talking and I kind of just froze. We were talking about what we’d do if we won a million dollars. What would we do, how’d we’d invest it and have a little fun. How we’d spread the wealth. I would spread the wealth I think.

I got to thinking, I’d pay off all of my bills and then make my immediate families financial problems disappear. After that I would buy myself and my roomates all croch rockets and we’d go out and have a little fun. I’d probably go out to eat and pay for everybody at like TGIF or some other semi-decent place we like to go to occasionally. It would be fun, so much stuff could be done …

Then we got to thinking about retirement and how we started talking about this I have no idea but I’ll continue anways.

Retirement. There are ONLY and when I say only I mean only, there are only two types of retirment people. There are the ones that are single, living from social security from month to month that need to balance there checkbook in order to get DishNetwork services or

There are the rich old retirees that do not want dishnetwork services anymore after being with the company for 9 years and subscribing to the biggest package. They don’t want the services anymore becuase new services would require a new installation and they do not want to ruin their brand new 300,000$ RV.

That’s it. I realised I want to be in the middle. I want to be old, married and living ok. I don’t want to travel, I just want to be content. I want to be the regular at Burger King when I walk in they take my order without asking and I sit down and read the newspaper. I want to read about my friend becoming president of the united states, I want to read about seeing my friends on the "red carpet" or even the new tour de france winner. I just want to be content with my life.

As for my death, I hope it to be quick and painless. I hope to be 110 years old screaming down the highway doing 195 miles per hour racing some punk teenager who’s honda has 2 dollars worth of modifications trying to impress his girlfriend and I want to just listen to the engine of my ’04 corvette just open up. Clutch engaged, heart pounding and palms sweaty.

How this came to my head I have no idea. Don’t find it terribly strange, it’s death. It’s a part of life that everybody must embrace at one point or another and I’ve come to terms with that.

Anyways … I figure I should be going to bed now. I’m feeling nausious and also feeling hungry. I’m nausious(sp?) because I just got back from watching avp and saw so many happy people. I hate movie theatres, no literally. I always sit next to the stupid kids, the scared adults who seem to talk throughout the entire horror film. I hate that, to me laughing at something that’s scary just means your afraid. Admit it. I can honestly say that given my movie watching experience and also my imagination that very few movies scare me anymore and when I find the one that does scare me, I watch it over and over and over to get scared. I love being scared. I love every aspect of it because it’s not everyday one gets to be scared. It’s not everyday that the hair on the back of your neck stands up.

Its not everyday you get to enjoy life like I’ve had these past few months. These days for me are few and far between, but as my fanclub has noticed these days are becoming readily available and that my friends is why I document each and every moment.

It’s a time to reflect. Have you reflected latley?

goodnight,
kc

Laughter is key. It’s life’s way of saying lighten up, relax, take some time and just unwind. It’s a good feeling. Have you ever laughed so hard your abs ached, you gasped for breathe and you start to cry? I have. Today in fact. One of the funniest comedians by dane cook. If you don’t have his cd I’d definetly advise that you go out and buy it, why are you reading? GO, BUY IT!

Anywho, back to where I was. Laughter is so great and it’s an awesome form of medication. Anybody that just needs that extra umpf through his/her day, I’d definetly advise laughter. I think that’s why I can’t wait until I turn 21. Two words.

Comedy Clubs.

I can’t wait, I can’t go to any just yet but I can one day and I’m so exited an counting down the days so I can go. Just to be there, in a comical atmosphere, it’s soul purpose is to make people laugh and to achieve that is just … wow. Mind boggling and at the same time so very intresting.

My father finally got a little package together. It was the size of checkbooks but it was an awesome package. I finally got my "live strong" bracelet and that is super SHIBBY. If you don’t know what it is go to the www.laf.org. Also included in this package was a newspaper clipout my dad gave me of a statetrooper pulling over 8, yes 8 corvettes doing 95 in a 65. They were all going to a corvette meeting. It cracked me up and made me smile. I am actually going to go buy some tape, sad isn’t it? I have to buy tape, anyways .. I’m going to go get some and tape it to my monitor, so that way I can at least see my corvette daily.

That was it, but it was enough to make my day. I was pretty happy actually. You know, today was a fantastic day. I went to work, 10 hours which FLEW by I kid you not, and then I get home and it too FLEW by. I have so much stuff I wanted to do today but yet again I’ve done jack didly. I find my self doing alot of jack diddly. I need to be working on my mind, my ozweegoville and also my video games but I figure working on my mind and working on video games somewhat contradict one another however I feel playing video games is a minimal side effect. Minimal being the key word.

I also found in my glovebox 3 tightly sealed air freshners which is amazing. 15 I now have hanging up on my passanger side mirror. Perhaps I should take a picture of that? Surley that would put my name in some sort of record books? Ha, I doubt it but it was worth the shot. I don’t know, I just can’t bring myself to throw them away. My mother gave me my first one and after that it somewhat snowballed. I’m sure if it gets overly gaudy then maybe, just maybe I’ll part with a few of them, but right now it’s not gaudy. It’s a collection.

I’m yawning. It’s only 10:30 and I feel like snuggling up in my warm blanket and falling asleep. I’ve actually enjoyed sleeping beileve it or not, weird concept isn’t it? I thought so too but I do enjoy it very much so. I had a dream last night that I had a shark strapped to my car, and a female park ranger pulled me over and said I had to put the shark back, the only problem was I caught him in the lake, there shouldn’t have been any sharks in this lake but oh well, I suppose that’s what dreams will do for you. It wasn’t a nightmare, but it really wasn’t a pleasent dream either, so what does that catagorize it? Who knows. STOP YAWNING! Stop it, your making me yawn ….

ahh yes, my nice warm comfy retreat. I think that’s where I’m headed ladies and gentleman, yes it’s only 10:30 in the pm and I’m exhuasted. I feel like a human and moreso then ever:

I feel alive.

kc

So I must confess. I have a secret. Ok so it’s not as juicey as one might think but here it is …

I’m a horrible foosball player. Yes I know, horrible. Well it’s not just me.

You see me and my 3 other roomates hold foosball tournements complete with a foosball trophy for the champion to put in his room until the next tournament is decieded. Basically the tournment is only valid if all parties agree that it’s ok to have a tournment. So yea, the past 4 weeks, Jess one of my roomates I work with is undefeated. NOBODY can beat him! Grrrrr …

Maybe I’ll post a picture of me whenever I win for once … who knows, we’ll see.

So this song came on my launch.yahoo.com player by Maroon 5 called ‘She will be loved’. My heart, chest and all just sank. I just reminded me of everything that’s transpired with me over the past few years of my life with the opposite sex. I kind of had to gulp hard.

I immediatly packed up my walkman, running/biking gear and I left. 12 miles I rode my bike. I just kept riding and riding and riding until it burned. Burned it did. Tonight probably wasn’t the best night to do such a stunt becuase I have to wake up at 7 in the morning but I figure it’s ok, I’ll sleep that much better tonight. I’ll hold on to my pillow that much more tighter and my dreams will be sweeter. I wish some of my memories would just fade. Just fade into the abyss of my mind. That would be nice.

I just have so much stuff that I need to concentrating on rather then women. OzweegoVille, myself, coding, doom3. Hehe, yes I know, all cheesy stuff but those are all the things that I want to do. I want to work more on my website, I want to get into shape, carve my mind into stone. I need to start coding and also I need to beat my new game I got a few weeks ago Doom3.

So much to do and slowly it’s all getting accomplished. My room is still cleaned and all is good.

So anyways, I have a friend. He is go go ga ga over a female whom is pretty far away. I don’t know the extent of what she feels for him but if it’s any indication of what he talks of about her, wow. It’s gotta be something special. So special he’s willing to move after college just to be closer to her. I’m not quite sure what to think of that. I suppose it’s just because I’m not as trusting as I once was and looking at the worst case scenario here she could easily find somebody else and he would have moved for no reason. Best case scenario is he invites me to his wedding. I dont think I could ever put myself into that position. Is that me being jealous? or is that me being realistic? Or am I just still bitter? I have no idea. Maybe it’s a mixture of both.

So now that I’m getting all worked up over nothing.

NEXT SUBJECT PLEASE.

ok, so I’m out of subjects. I’m kind of tired. How about you? Is this morning, evening or night for you? I wouldn’t know because nobody ever stays and leaves me any messages.

Oh well, I hope you feel guilty for not emailing me, leaving me a message in the forum or just saying hi to me.

I’m just rambling now. I’m tired and I need to hit the sack.

Goodnight all,
kc