A word of peace

To whome it may concern:
As it has become company policy to maintain the secrecy of who and how these posts affect other people this post will be no different. Although unlike many of these blog posts only one of the recent ones has become compromised. In result of this compromisation of a blog post another one (this one) is required to set the record straight.
None of these blog posts is to be taken seriously at any time unless the situation requires it of course. Except maybe this one is one exception to that rule although it seems i have snapped that absolute already several times (again). So the reason for my authoring this particular piece of literature is because i have offended a great human being. A human being whose gender shall be protected as well as her name. (haha that was a joke, it might be a guy you never know okay?) But this is an apology in the form of a blog post. I cannot say for sure if this particular being ever will choose to follow the link from a certain social networking website that leads to this particular bloggish website but if that scenario ever occurs i would be glad if it ended with that someone reading this post and realizing that i have given the matter much thought, and ended with the conclusion that i was wrong. Wronger than i had thought i would be. Much more wronger than my grammer at present. And I am sorry. How rude of me to put such a thing on a public website. Who am I to harshly misrepresent and judge others? No one. I feel bad about it. My perceptions are my perceptions, how i saw the situation may still be how i see the situation, i may not have changed my mind a ton about how it should have went down you see but thats not what was wrong. Thats how i am raised. I still like how i was raised, i still think it was right. You were raised with different ideas and think that they were right. Ya know does it matter whose is more right? Can one of them be more right? It may be like photons. Both wave and particle characteristics may be needed to better illustrate the situation because the situation may really be beyond any of ours control. So why did i even worry about it? Should have let it go.
My B. Dont let this put another fatal crack in the lamp of this sorry relationship.
This blog post has run its course. If in the scenario prescribed above the human being this is written for scans the changing eyes over the black and white symbols do not fear, this is not a drill. Yeah nevermind, its got to end and its getting a little too abstract to hold onto. Farewell and be well. So let it be written so let it be done.

College Kitchen Blunder

2 weeks after i made a great pizza i went back into my spacious pantry to retrieve my jar of spaghetti sauce to make another pizza. Lo and behold my jar was bloated and the bottom was pushed out due to the inside pressure of the container. Upon further inspection i noticed small white dots on the inside of the the jar. Mold. Fungus. Whatever. So it went bad. My spaghetti sauce went bad. Dang it. I then chucked the jar in the trash can. After inquiring about this matter to several roommates i now know that spaghetti sauce is supposed to be refrigerated after opening. Who knew? I didnt. So i ended up using Carter's very very meaty sauce on our pizza. It was pretty good. Not like freaking amazing but it was aight ya know? So i threw it in the trash on a saturday 2 weeks after it was initially opened and the next day, sunday, we came home from church and what you see in the picture is what we got. Somehow the pressure had increased until it had blown the spaghetti sauce all over our humble apartment. Like a spaghetti powered rocket, the jar knocked over the trashcan and ended up in the adjacent room.

My theory is that now our apartment is covered with small spore like bacteria that infest all of our perishable food. Anything that is opened and left out goes bad in like 3 days its crazy. So most everything goes into the fridge now. Support to my hypothesis is that my grapefruit juice that ive left out is now bloated. I accidentally grabbed it and was thirsty so i just wrenched the lid off, the air hissed out loudly, and i swallowed a gulp. It tasted exactly like the smell of the rotten spaghetti sauce. Wierd. So we've left the grapefruit juice in the corner of the kitchen and are waiting for it also to explode. Alex and I are interested in the potential of this phenomenon as way to prank people and want to bring this down to a science where we can predict the time of ignition for the food. Just good future engineers I think.

Get in the car

life is about doing, experience does come with a price. so what if you fail? now you know where a limit is. You didnt before. How come you can justify not acting when you dont know where it can lead. Potential is there. What happens is up to you. You decide what you do, and how it defines you.

Where is the justice in the world? No action in the face of danger is fine and dandy. Was fine and dandy. That was before you started affecting me! Please. Why is it okay for you to mess up my plans. I'm not talking to all of you that had an excuse. Even if it was a lame excuse. Yours wasnt really an excuse at all more of a different plan you decided to persue in the face of adversity. Not really even persue persay. More like running away. But for you that straight up said you wouldnt go because it might be hard. Okay. Really? In the face of a trial i will sacrifice others to protect my own. Arent i great person? No, that doesnt make you a great person. In fact its a pretty unattractive quality in a person if you ask me. Both boys and girls, although im not talking about any specific guys right now. So at least maybe you had fun at the game though right? Well there you go, tell me about the game in 2 years. Try. Just try. Im listening and not caring. I cared a little when it was happening. Less after it ended. In two years it wont matter to very many people on the planet less alone me. If it matters to you in 2 years then i guess you made the last choice after all. Give me a break. I feel like i could use one. I just wanted to do something i would'nt regret and i didnt get the opportunity.

Your excuses held no purchase in my soul you currently next to abominable human being. Man up next time. Which next time you will plan bc i will not pursue a course which directly leads me back to that same circumstance. You made me feel bad. Without judging you i feel like you have made a poor decision. Right.

Wharehouse Citizens

I work at a warehouse behind my old highschool, yes i know i just spelled it differently than i did in the title but thats just because i dont really know how to spell it, and lots of people work there that i would have never met in this life and prolly never would have imagined existed before but now i know them and all their...umm differences. Richard, i wont use last names just in case it can be traced and somebody finds out what i wrote about them and stuff, but Richard is this really old, well not really old, like early 60's late 50's old ya know? and hes one of the coolest peoople probably ever to be born to this planet. hes a spurs fan and hes also been at the warehouse so long that nobody knows what his job is anymore so he just kind of works in chips or wherever he wants to, like maybe push a cart around for a while and just avoid the supervisors or something but nobody care because everybody loves this guy! although i am kind of worried about him and think hes going a little crazy bc ben heard him asking the chip boxes how they were doing that day and he just seems a little wierd lately. he also runs his own painting gig.
Speaking of crazies, there is crazy bob, hes almost as old as rich and hes short, like 5 foot maybe. very stocky build, balding sandy brown hair, and wears coke bottle glasses some of the time. Case 1- bob looks out the window during one breaktime and we ask him what hes doing? he answers hes just looking at the world and proceeds to stare out the window, hes not just looking out the window hes more like peeking out the window holding the blinds up ya know what i mean? who does that? if you ever meet him ask him about the time he met a bear and tried to get back in the tent and ripped off the zipper! flipping hilarious
Next is Mi-K e, i spelled it like that just in case he searches the internet for his name and i dont want him to find me especially! im pretty sure he is a russian spy and uses the warehouse as his dayjob. hes 6'5" and i really cant tell what ethnicity really, his nose has been broken more times than hes years old from all the barfights and bc his brothers a pro boxer. which im kind of scetchy about. you see i dont really trust what he says... he wears black all the time from his shoes to his hat. funny story- i ripped his hat off once about 2 years ago and he has a bald spot. you wouldnt guess that bc he has long black hair kind of like a mullet or something, but he does have a bald spot. please dont spread this around and now i may make this blog private just so he doesnt find out, but anyways he then lunged for me and his hat, so i hastily stumbled backward trying to avoid the deranged russian assassin and lacerated myself on the conveyor belt and threw the hat at him. he growled at me, yes growled thats how i remember it when replaying it in my head anyways, and walked off obviously pissed off like no other. so now im pretty sure im on his list and i dont know how long i have left but it cant be long, hes prolly jsut waiting till im 18 i bet and then he'll try and make it look like an accident. but hes cool though. very quiet and reserved most of the time but i think hes a pretty decent guy.
I could go on about all the freaks that get stuck in this place like Don, oh don, now theres a story but i am about done writing so maybe some other time.

Physics for simples

So ive had this question for a long time and ive asked it to many and many have failed to grasp the concept of what im trying to say. Does a single point exist? how about a perfect circle? are they not just concepts available only in our minds? are they the same thing anyways? if you magnify a circle then no matter how close you get with our technology you can make out the particles that make up the shape. so the edge of the circle really is just a lumpy line when you get to close, so is there a line at all or just shapes? how about magnifying down to the subatomic level to find the smallest particle that exists and that takes up an infintesimally small volume and then classify that as a point. but even then at the subatomic level we have not scratched the surface of how infintesimally (big word did i spell that right?) more we could go. so the smallest particle known to man is still billions times bigger than the actuall smallest particle which we now know doesnt exist. so if the smallest particle doesnt exist what makes up the bigger particles? how can we classify space if we cant say how big things can get? maybe we'll learn that in the life to come. so here we are in our reality infintessimally small and also infintessimally large trying to find out if a circle can exist that fits our definition... i havent found one yet i think circles are not real except in our mind and i cant measure the circle in my mind so for all i know its so small it could be assumed to be a point but i can imaging the space inside so maybe its really big except its got to fit in my head right? to sum up what we dont know is this: perfect circles dont exist(probably) and mathematical points dont exist(that we know of). according to einstein we cannot know the exact location of an object, so a specific point, we can only know the speed that it has given the time or where it has been and you cant know both... so try not to think about this kind of thing for it only leaves you with answers that are satisfy your curiousity for the moment but lead to more questions and thus you are on the path to knowledge. or something else... let me know when you get there