Month: November 2002

Very lonely turkey day. Sitting at home all day alone. Everyone I know is at home with their families—not that I really have that much inclination to be sitting around the dinner table with my family but at least I would not be alone. It’s really my own fault; I think that if I had called up the Mische’s and talk to them I would have been invited to dinner. But every time I called them in the afternoons when I got home they where not there. I could have left a message on their answering machine but I kept saying, “no, I’ll just call back.” And human nature being what it is, I would not call later that night, and the same thing would happen a few days later when I did call back. J███████ and K██ are at her parents house, S██████ is doing the family thing all the way to New Jersey, I have not heard from C██████, and Flugie is in Europe (otherwise I might have gone to New York for the weekend if they would have me.) And of course C███████ is in England—the highlight of my day was talking to her on messenger.

Thanksgiving is one of my three big holidays: Forth of July and New Years being the others I really enjoy. The traditional religious holidays have not really been much to me since before I was a teenager. Being agnostic I don’t get much out of them spiritually and the family aspect was less than amazing in my house. So ever since I was a teenager I have celebrated the three big secular holidays in America. Thanksgiving may seem a little out there when you consider it is supposed to be a family oriented affair, but I usually celebrate it with my friends. Though I do have dinner at home with my family—for my moms sake.

A year ago today I was in Belgium breaking the law (see this entry [confusion.cc] and this one [confusion.cc].) I really wish I was somewhere in Europe still. I went down to Xando’s this afternoon to get some coffee and all around me where people speaking in foreign languages. I heard French (from two cute little French girls laughing at whatever they where talking about,) Spanish (from a few different directions, but my Spanish is so bad that they might have been speaking Portuguese or even Icelandic—no really, it sounds like Spanish!) and I think I hear two or three other languages I cannot even place. I think the bartender was the only other one who was a native English speaker! Really makes me miss being in Europe—not to mention it makes it hit home how much of a holiday Thanksgiving is in America. Oh well, better luck next year. Happy Thanksgiving to everyone out there.

person: “So, who do you work for?”

beggs: “The customer.”

person: “Who’s the customer?”

beggs: “No idea.”

person: “Ahhh, government contractor.”

beggs: “No comment.”

person: “I’ll drink to that.”

Ohh, Jebus junked-up Christ! I completely funked up my computer last night while trying to set up the DSL modem to come up and register automatically on boot. Somehow this trashed my X-windows setup so that it would not even start. Spent two hours hand rewriting my XF86Config file to get X to work again—then enlightenment would not start…. more headaches! Spent some time getting that to work, and now the DSL still does not come up on boot! I don’t know what else to do. I added the entry to the init and rc.d using chkconfig. Everything looks good during boot but then sometimes I can ping Verizon and no one else and sometimes I can’t ping anyone—but I can never ping everyone. And to add to this headache, I seam to have hosed up my gaim settings so that none of the plugins work which means I cannot connect to MSN with gaim—and that’s the network C███████ is on! Ahhh! The long and short of all this is that I spent five hours jerking off my laptop last night and nothing has changed. I love Linux!

I finally have Internet access! So now I can update my journal! Probably lost all four or five of my regular readers in the past three weeks. Oh well, c’est la vie.

Anyway, not much new here to talk about. The biggest thing in my life is lack of things in my life. I am sitting on a chair I stole from my parents house—one of my three pieces of furniture; bed, chair and coffee table. I have finished painting my apartment—the bed room is fine, a few mistakes but those are my fault. The living room on the other hand is making me mad. I painted it red and not only is the red a brighter color then I thought it was but I can see all the roller lines and brush strokes, everywhere that the paint overlaps there is a darker spot—the color it is supposed to be! Problem is I put two coats on everything and have used all of my two gallons of paint! The other problem is when I pulled up the painters tape it took some spots of paint with it, so there are white marks here and there around the trim. And where it did not pull up the tape it looks like crap anyway because the paint somehow got under the tape so the trim does not form a nice clean line with the wall. All in all I feel like my paint job is significantly sub-par. Oh well. Nothing to do about it now—don’t have the money or desire to repaint it or paint another coat on it.

Anyway, bunch of stuff happened over the past few weeks that I would have posted journal entries on but not having net access at home prevented that and I’m just to lazy to try to post them now—not to mention I am having a Geritol moment thinking about it. But, I’m back on line—more post to come!