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There's a last time for everything...

Sometimes I have to wonder what the point of being social is.  No matter what I do, it's not good enough.  I try to be appeasing of what others want to see or hear and they say I'm hiding something.  I try to be perfectly honest because as a friend once told me "everything you ever feel is justified and acceptable at least by the fact that you are feeling it."  I absolutely appreciate the sentiment, but it just never plays out that way, seems like every time I try to talk to people while thinking that way I piss someone off.  People don't want to hear the truth, they just want to hear what they want to hear, what ever that may be.  You could tell a person every single detail about yourself, but in the end all they'll remember is that which they care about, never that which is most important to you that they know.

     I guess it's just like Mr. Freeman (Chairman of ITT Tech's IT department) and probably millions if not billions of others have said; "LIFE IS NOT FAIR."  If it were then maybe people would give you a chance to explain what something you said to someone else who was not intended to repeat it to you meant before they reacted, something you planed to hold your silence about indefinitely because it wasn't that big of a deal until this one person brought the matter up in conversation first with a similar sentiment.  If life were fair people wouldn't project their own emotional states on to others and then start to distance from you because they can't accept what they perceive you to be which really is what they are and have been and can't reconcile within themselves.  Even though you will never read this (Mike/Mary/Kaya/Morgan/Nick/even Leslie to a remotely lesser extent), if life were fair I would have been there for you all these years instead of watching it all slip away just because I never was able to convince myself that it's ok for me to call or write you especially when you never call or write me.  But life isn't fair, and so I really don't care that much about any of these things so much as the people involved (thus if one of these gripes are about you then relax because it's not a big deal I just couldn't think of any good and personal examples of how life's not fair.)

     So back to the point, life’s not fair, neither balance nor justice, nor even karma truly ever exist.  They are all just precepts our minds have invented to keep our under developed craniums remotely sane.  Society is inescapable, for even in escaping you are serving its needs.  The will of the masses will railroad you without a second thought if it serves their purposes.  And forever and always, never forget that you may mean everything to the one you love, but probably mean nothing at all to the one by whom you may be killed.  –Insert more random thoughts here as a closing statement--  And it is for these and so many more reasons that I have decided that this account will be friends only on 6/27/05, and those friends will be severely cut down to majoritavely those who live out of state.  If you still want to know about my life enough, try calling or writing or emailing or IMing(admittedly rarely) or just visiting once in a while (what, 5 is not enough options?)  I’m sick of reading public announcements, I want to hear it in the words you would choose while actively thinking of me (and maybe that’s a little demanding to ask, but I am a demanding person and in return I am relentlessly loyal to my friends.)  But I really don’t need the backlash of bullshit that is all that has come of my continued existence within the bounds of these servers.  Regardless I love you all, if by chance you need my contact info leave a comment with some way for me to give it to you (like email).

Catch you on the flipside hopefully,
Beau
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So today has been interesting.  I took Kip to FRCC Longmont/Boulder to do his assessment test at the time their office scheduled him.  Then they tell us that he won’t have enough time to complete the test before the office is closed and that we should come back another day.  You tell me why the damn appointment setter couldn’t have taken that into consideration and not wasted an hour of our time?  Bloody morons, and every single time I ever hear anything about the testing center at any FRCC it’s always stories like this one that just reasserts my opinion of their stupidity.  If you ever have to take a test there: schedule it, ask them how long it should take, ask what the hours are and then assume that they will close an hour early...

     So next I got to see the only person other than Whit I know, and whose presence I truly enjoy, whose primary musical preference is hip-hop/rap stuff... Morgan!!! It’s been 3 fucking years since I’ve seen her (besides the chance encounter at the library where she gave me her phone number Monday.)  We chilled at Boulder Denney’s along with her new (or rather new to me) boyfriend whom actually seems to be a good man (a first for the entire 7 or 8 yrs I’ve known her.)

     And then finally Erika called to tell me that there was a party for no particular reason at Steph’s house, so Kip and I went.  When I found out that CaT nor Karla would be showing I suddenly realized just how long it had been since I actually even held a full conversation with three quarters of the people who were there.

     Little, reclusive, selective, distrusting, me has been dominant for too goddamned long now.  That doesn’t mean that I want to go meet everyone in the world or anything, but for god sakes if someone comes up to me to ask for a light I should be able to come up with more to say then just “here.”  The part of me that comes up with those good conversations with total strangers has gone unused for so damn many years now, and all of the sudden I kind of miss it.

     Also so everyone knows, I am slowly building a website that will eventually host a lot of various things that are either created by or enjoyed by Kip or myself.  It is/will be here, but I warn you that the only active links on the menu are those related to “Apocalypse Cipher” (all the episodes are there, and checked for spelling and grammar to the extent of my patients.)  I am also planning on putting up a HTML/CSS/JAVA powered character generator with all kinds of crazy features, in fact that was the second thing I wanted to post up on the site, and it’s difficulties are why nothing else has gone up yet.  If anyone out there ( Ian , this especially means you if you’d be so kind) wants to put me through a crash course of how to script JAVA in certain ways I would greatly appreciate it, I am currently stumbling through the hoops of trial and error with absolutely no experience prior to a week or two ago.  Also ( Ian ) if anyone can help me figure out why my CSS code dosen't work in Netscape or Mozilla I would love to know, I fucking hate IE but it's the only thing the site displays correctly under.  And by the way (just to bost a bit since I am a bit of an elitest about this) I wrote every damn line in this site my self (No WSYWIG editing except for final debugging in FrontPage), the corner menu was cut and pasted from another site, but then it was fully modified line by line both visually and functionally.

Enjoy,
RND
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Well, here’s my once in an eternity update…

     I’m now currently enrolled in ITT Technical Institute for an Associates of Applied Science Degree in Computer Networking Systems, and intending to follow through with a Bachelors Degree in Information Systems Security.

     My current plan is to attend the first quarter to year and then join the Army Reserves to help out financially and job skills/qualifications-wise.  Then after Boot Camp and Advanced Individual Training go back and finish out ITT.

     This all starts June 13th, until then I am job searching and possibly taking a trip down to New Mexico to see some “family” type people.

     I greatly miss the Throton/Westminster peeps, and especially being able to spend time with them alone and just to hang out.  Even though I miss that I still don’t know what I’d do or say to make it any more than my common struggling to perpetuate a conversation type situation.  Oh well.  Soon enough every thing should be so much better.

     As far as everything else goes there is a single line that has continuously repeated in my head over the last week since I’ve heard it that accurately describes my usual mood:

Why do you get all the love in the world?
-Nine Inch Nails

     There are so many lines from the new album that I so perfectly relate to...

     Now did you really want to hear about all of that? Yeah, that's my life, not that amazing or interesting... Hence rare entries...

     However I've written a load of entries from my V:TM character's point of view.  I have to laugh at just how geeky that makes me, but her life is so much more interesting, and it may be the future method of getting extra experience points in Adam's game which she is a part of.  Check it out if you are interested lorenalexis_ven.

Later,
RND
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Weirdness is always right around the corner...

So I come home after hanging out with Erika all night, talking, drinking coffee, messing around, driving, etc.  I come home and unannounced to me Kip has revisited a very old, very rare ritual.  Something that has not been done in quite a long time, and is as good as alien to me.  It used to be that maybe once every six months or so I'd run into someone on Pearl St, or at the bus station who really needed a place to stay for the night, either because of inebriation or being kicked out of their house.  I'd find these people and take them to Kip's house just because it felt like the good thing to do.  They'd usually stay for the night and I wouldn't ever see them again, but I still fealt good about having helped out someone in need.

     Now tonight I come home at like 4am to "Victoria" whom Kip apparently met at the local 7-11 sitting on his bed and watching Bringing out the dead (and later Waking life) while she is supposedly drunk, stoned and rolling.  A few slices of bread in her hand and a cup of tea on the floor next to her.  I think we seam to be driving her a bit madder then the inebrients normally would.

     She's right across the room from me as I write, I just don't know what to do or say...  I'm so not used to this shit anymore.

     Anyways, the point is life is weird, especially mine.  The point is randomness happens all the time, it's all around us just waiting to explode and make your life sudden chaos.  I don't know how to deal with this any more, I agree with the purpose/sentiment, I'm just out of practice dealing with sudden strangers out of nowhere I guess.

Thanks for reading,
RND
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Listen up all my miscreant friends, CaT and I are launching a new website called silentparty.org.

     The Paramount Silent Party paramount is a site for the celebration of free speech, but more specifically it is intended as a tool for political and social awareness and change.  I know every person who is likely to read this has very strong feelings about this society and just how fucked up it is, so I am now inviting you to bitch, rant and rave to your heart's content.  I warn you that the site is still mostly under construction, but the most critical function has now been implimented; the "Silent Party Forums".  As of this moment there are literally 2 members of silent party (CaT and myself, the Administrators!!!)  I wonder who will become our very first member?

     While we were at it we also implemented forums on Black Cat PCs for anyone out there who's a fan of CaT's case mods thus far...

Thank you all,
RND
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A new purpose!

CaT and I have decided to take on a mission, a simple mission to teach the world a lesson.  The lesson we must teach is a very simple one, it is that of

NO!


     More on this later probably...

Love you all,
Beau
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