So, in the words of a friend, "Sleep is for the weak!"

Of course, that bastard hasn't been up for three days.

I don't sleep much. Actually, I sleep rarely, and at times, it kills. And according to my Doc, I also suffer from dysthymia, which is kinda like 'depression light.' It has been pretty bad the last few weeks, too.

Anyway, midterms are over, and I await the verdicts with... apprehension? I hate tests so much.

Hooray Halloween! Halloween is wonderful, it gives me an excuse to be somebody else for a day. This Halloween, it was good old Dr. Greg House. I had a cane, a pill bottle full of mints, and my usual sunny disposition. (In real life, I'm actually rather sarcastic and cynical.) It was glorious.

(note, I started this on Halloween, and finished it today)

Good lord I despise my classmates in philosophy, for the most part, they are silent, which is bad enough, but it's the ones that do speak up that usually bother me. One in particular, who I don't have a name for, who I think exists only to blindly contradict me. Today's conversation was about the fairness and morality of the capitalist system. I walked into class a minute or two late, and Nameless was already extolling the evil of the free market system, with those on the top exploiting those on the bottom. Now, my father was on the bottom. Till I was 5, he worked at a McDonalds that my godfather owned, he decided to go back to school, took a 6 year optometry course in 4 years, and now owns his own practice. I argued that people have the right to better themselves and move up on the food chain, and with the proper drive, almost anybody can. We went back and forth, until he managed to try and drag Bill Gates into the matter. Now, I'm a Linux user, but I am also a fan of Windows, and of how Gates started off in his garage and is now the most wealthy man on the planet. The conversation degraded into Nameless moving to the standard idealist view of communism, where everybody is equal, completely ignoring the fact that people are greedy bastards, and that a communist system will in veritably collapse in on itself. I understand that communism looks good on paper, but to think that it could actually work for any extended amount of time is insane. The prof eventually broke us up because we were the only two talking, which is usually the case. It's a shame to see a guy as intelligent as him following a unattainable ideal like that.

GoodTv asked me out to a greek dance/date function this weekend, and I accepted. LittleC doesn't know.

I don't know why I've been thinking about it lately, but I really miss my piano. I haven't played in a long time, but when I did, I was very good. I've been ignoring my artistic side almost completely of late, I haven't written, composed, or played anything in almost 3 months, and it kinda makes me feel bad. The closes I came was designing/running lights for a few one act plays two weekends ago, but I would have way rather been on stage. I've actually got half a script for a play written for the STA(Student Theater Association) that I should finish, or BigC may start getting mad at me, as I promised that I would get him a play to put on.

I've got to head to class, but I'll be back to blog more, promise.

Chappy

Grabbed a new theme today, and with a bit of editing, I'm rather happy with it. they only thing I think that I need to change is the date/comment link color. (it's the dark gray next to the titles) any other suggestions are welcome. Pull on the tag!

Chappy

Well, I like the laptop hardware(so I thought), but I hate the tech support. It's so hard to make them understand that I'm smarter then them and that they should just send me my damn parts. I've had this laptop about a year and a half, and already, I've replaced

• Motherboard(Headphone jack issue)
• Battery(Bad lifespan)
• Hard Drive (Just crapped out one day)
  
• Power Cord(Cable wore through)
• Power Cord 2( Same issue)
• Battery 2(Part of the big battery recall thingy)
• Need to replace the monitor(Weird patterns and a dead spot)
• And now I'm on chat to replace the motherboard for the same reason.

I know I'm hard on tech. That's why I bought a 4 year accidental damage warranty, but this is beginning to get silly. The worst part isn't even breaking the hardware, it's arguing with the people on the other end of the phone that I know what is wrong, and that they should listen to me. At least I have an excuse to hide in the lounge area of my office at ItOxygen, and listen to more Spamalot. Just a short rant while I wait for my operative to see what she can do for me, which will be send up their certified repairman from Iron Mountain, and have him replace the mobo, and possibly the speakers. Fortunately he will almost certainly be here by Monday.

(Sorry about the tech rant, I really try to keep the blog short on my techie side, but what else was I to do while waiting?)

Chaps

I am convinced, my friends, that I am a terrible, terrible, person. I've got about half a post in draft actually explaining this, but I just needed to get it off my chest, before I just scream it out with one of the people involved sitting about 4 feet from me. He would hit me. And I would deserve it, which is a thing that I don't really think I would ever have a good reason to say. Thanks for being here, peoples.

Wow, I really am terrible about this whole blogging thing, not that this is any news.

Anyway, just about three weeks, what's happened in the world of Chapstick? Well, class, class, class, and a side of meetings, oi. Not surprisingly, school has been a large part of my life of late, but school is know for that. But it has not been all work and no play, far from it in fact! This past weekend, Tech managed to book Flogging Molly for an on campus concert, and it was amazing. I was in the pit for a while, till my knee got landed on, which didn't make my existing injury very happy. There has been a good bit of time spent next door, drinking, hanging, and having a general, all around good time. But such seemingly flawless arrangements always have a catch to them, and boy did I get stuck with this one.

Two of my friends from the room, GoodTV and LittleC, broke up, which would be bad news to begin with, but as it is, about two days before they broke up, GoodTV informed me that she had had a crush on as long ago as last year. Now, being Merna-less, normally I would be happy to hear such a thing, especially since I've had a bit of a thing for her for a while as well. However LittleC is one of my best buds up here, I pretty much live with him and BigC, who live next door, which would cause problems with me dating GoodTV. Argh. Since the breakup she keeps calling and IM-ing me to hang out, and while nothing has happened, I'm stuck between my friend, and the girl, who is also one of my better friends up here.

It should be noted, that I didn't finish this post because during the writing of that paragraph, I got a call to head next door for a night of drinking LittleC's problems away and Pit. I have this to say. Pit is an evil, evil, game. Anyway, The post above this was written at a rather silly hour while he was in the middle of lamenting about his breakup. Booza and guilt most surely do not mix well, I find. He slept most of Tuesday away, and then decided to stay up all night, again. Being the resident insomniac, i offered to stay up with him, and we had a grand old time playing EvE and just chilling. I'm feeling much better now.

Merna and Saint may be coming up for a visit to the school this semester, which is a mixed bag, as I still have feelings for Merna, she has been into more and more worrying things since we broke up, and Saint, who was once my best friend, is usually hosting parties at his house where Merna spends pretty much every weekend.

But other than that, things are well in the world of Chapstick. I've been invited to help a friend start up a band as his bassist, and I'm getting along well with my housemates, though today i think i may get yelled at, because I just remembered that I forgot to take out the trash last night, oops. I've downloaded the re-launched Battlestar Galactica this week, and to quote our british friends, it's ace. That is all from the Frozen North for today, I've got classes and such.

Chappy.

(Note, I switched to the new blogger beta thingy, so if anybody has any issues posting comments, just send an email to chadwick359(at)gmail.com )

Well, if I had a southern accent, that is.

So here I am, making another post, so horribly long after my last one. I'm back at school, I'm single, still a bit drunk, and very awake for still being up at 7:30 in the morning. Since my last time I've been here, I've managed to tell The Dancer how I felt for him, and he told me that he had feelings for me too. Unfortunately, he now lives in the twin cities, so any chance of a relationship is out of the question. I've broken up with Merna, mostly due to the fact that I found out for the second time that she was doing drugs behind my bacmanagede manged to have sex(before I became single, and not actually sure if I'm totally over my... issue). I've also bought a new bass, and promptly ignored it for about a month now. I'm out of the dorms now, Living in a house with five girls, and once again have (mostly) clear shower curtains again, and I'm not sleeping again. It always manages to surprise me, that no matter how much the scene and players change, how little things seem to change in my life. I suppose I would either make terrible or wonderful TV.

So, a new year at school, a new major, and new friends. I look back over my previous posts, and I see how little I've actually said about my school, life and friends. Makes me a feel a bit underpublished, if you know what I mean. Though the only blogs I read with much regularity are Hyde, Flash and The Dancer, who are all much better about actually posting full and regular updates. (Though I think that Flash may be picking up on my bad habits of late. I kid, Flash =) And sorry everybody else, since I've stop posting, I've been reading fewer and fewer blogs, I'll start reading you again!) So here it is, a re-introduction, and general “about me.”

My name is Chapstick, I'm 19, and a second year student at Michigan Tech University, where I study CNSA (Computer Network and System Administration.) I also considered being an Optometrist in my father's footsteps, and an architect. I work for a company called ItOxygen on their operations team, managing and administrating their servers. (go figure) I'm a super geek who runs linux, and an audiophile (on a limited budget--

Okay, that was strange, two guys from next door just came into my room to wake me up and tell me it's time to start drinking.... wow. Where was I?

I love music of almost all types, excluding most country and rap. I hang out a lot with my friends Capitan Hobbit, the Swimmer, his girlfriend, TongueTied, Lazy, and the Yooper. A fair amount of my stories I may (or may not) tell here may have to do with them. I am also a fan and friend of locAnarkindaAnarkina, who do ska-skacore stuff, and are a good bunch. I'm bisexual, but of the only two people I'm interested in starting a relationship with, one is a state and a half away, and the other is pining for another dude.

There. A proper introduction, which I've never had. It seems a bit MySpace “Lookit Me!”-ish, but I also feel better for having done it.

So, for those of you who aren't just tuning into the blog, This summer went from amazing to crap very quickly. It was all going very well until about a month before I came back up to school. A family friend of mine called me up one day to do a bit of wiring/software setup for the apartments that she manages, which is a housing facility for the elderly. I accepted, since I stood to profit a pretty penny from the job, since the office wasn't doing so wIll and i was on slightly reduced pay. Two days after I accepted the job, my boss came into the office in a rage, spouting about how “The businesses in this town are my business” and throwing a fit. Mind you, I had never signed a contract binding my services to him explicitly, and I was hired by a friend of mine who I had done work before. I was told to either come back at reduced pay, or not to come back at all. I hated it, but I had no choice, I had no real chance of getting a job for the three and a half weeks before I came back up to school. Shortly after that, I learned from my best friend, who worked with me at the store, that Merna had done/been doing coke behind my back, which made me furious. I had learned last year from somebody that she had never met before that she smoked pot, and while I had no problem with her smoking pot, it crushed me both times to hear from somebody else. I did have a bit of a problem with her doing coke, but would have dealt with it. Between that incident and the fact that she seemed to expect for me to cheat on her with one of my housemates lead to our breaking up the week after I moved to school, about three weeks ago. Since then, I've just been hanging out, being poor, and going to classes, nothing really worth bringing up in a broad overview of what I've been up to in between posts. Off I go to sleep for a few hours, then to the ItOxygen offices and study groups, followed by movies and drinking!


Boo studying, Hooray beer!