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After a quick search I found a tool to import all of my old posts from blogger. When I’m talking about old posts I mean all of them… all 498 of them. Everything can now be searched and the whole thing is much easier for me to manage (not that you would notice). Well, thats all for tonight… off to sleep so I am well enough rested to face another day.

and its broke

I’ll import the old db later and fix the rest of the code

sorry if you wanted to read something new but I installed it on a new db so its going to take me a couple of hours to migrate everything…

ok its all fixed… visit the mainpageto read it all

Yesterday I woke up to my boss knocking on my apartment door saying “SSgt King – Wake up!” Needless to say, I swore immediately for sleeping in and I looked incredulously at my alarm clock which was set. How in the hell could my alarms (yes, two alarms) be on and I somehow sleep through the whole thing? Needless to say, I felt like such an idiot. He had called me three times and I never woke (darn phone was on vibrate). So, I quickly showered and grabbed my gear and headed off to work. I got my ass chewed much like I though I would. I am in the military after all.

So, last night I was planning on purchasing another alarm clock but I was otherwise, and pleasantly, distracted. You’re not getting any more information than that. Since I was still amped up from my evening, I couldn’t sleep because my mind was racing and I was worried about not waking the next morning. So, instead of getting a great night of sleep I tossed and turned…. and I woke up three times during the night because I was afraid of being late. At 5AM my alarm went off but it was a moot point as I was already awake. I hit the snooze button but was unable to go back to sleep for fear of not waking again.

I don’t like to be late for anything and I really hate it when people have to work harder because I screwed something up…

Yes, fear and trying to keep your boss happy can make you loose a little sleep

Due to time constraints and poor planning, I’m forced to eat out and I cannot take the time to plan out a meal. When I go to the grocery store, I buy things that are easily made into edible food but I rarely buy simple ingredients with the goal of combining them to create a tasty treat. In other words, I rarely cook from scratch. You might say that you cook from scratch but how likely are you to buy that packet of pre-mixed spices or that jar of random sauce? When I cook from scratch, I really cook from scratch. I attempt to try new things every once in a while in an effort to expand my repertoire and satisfy my stomach. I have been known to throw out bastard children that could be considered unsuitable by mangy dogs. Yes, I have an abortion once in a while. Last night I was particularly pleased with myself because I made shells alla caprese without even looking at a recipe. I had a vague clue as to what was included and I decided to make it from scratch… and it was GOOD. I got the proportions a little out of whack and I need to change exactly when I start cooking some of the ingredients but it’s a sure fire hit.

If I have a general clue as to what is in a dish I can create it on my own with a little experimentation. I really love to cook and I wish I had someone around to be a guinea pig for my creations but that’s why family shows up every once in a while. I just need to check if my ability (and willingness) to eat about everything is ruining my sense of taste.

No matter how tough the material might be when its originally created it starts to wear down after a while. Brake pads, thermal tiles on the shuttle, and the soles of your shoes all wear to such a point that to maintain safety you need to replace them. I’m starting to wear down and I know I have about a month left before I can take a break. I hope I don’t start to squeak, I hope I don’t let too much heat though, and I hope I don’t become so worn that I trip and fall. I know that I can make it another month without a day off but its going to be darn rough.

I do have a couple evenings off during the week but I spend most of my time catching up on things that I can’t do while I’m at work. When I do get the chance to do nothing I’ve found that I can’t let myself relax. I keep on telling myself that I must stay busy, I must remain active… to quit moving is the same as giving up and I just can’t do that right now. Like the Spartans at Thermopile I must remain defiant even in the face of annihilation.

I’ve been playing this game in my head for the last few days… its a dangerous game and I should never play it again. I often wonder why I’m so prone to play it.

What I wouldn’t give to be 18 again. I could kick my own ass and make some changes to my life. Instead of falling down and spending the next few years picking myself up I could do things right the first time… if I actually listed to myself. Tonight, while talking to somebody at Target they asked me what school I went to. I laughed at their request because well, unless you’re a graduate student you’re normally done with all school by my age. I told her how old I was and she didn’t believe me… she had to ask the other people that I work with how old I was… she still didn’t believe me

again, I wish I could go back but I don’t think I would be who I am today

I’ve never been frozen to the bone but I know that I though I had been once or twice in my life. I’ve never been to Alaska or Siberia, lands of bereft tundra covered with winters white icy grip. I’ve never been outside when the temperature dropped below -30. Despite all of this, I think I know what its like to be frozen to the bone. There is nothing worse than rain when the temp is less than 40 degrees. You don’t freeze because the temperature is so low that you’ll get frostbite when you skin makes contact with the wind but because you are unprepared for the weather. Often, when I look outside and see that its raining I think of thunderstorms in the summer or maybe some rain in late spring or early fall. At any of these times during the year you’ll get wet if you spent some time outside but you’re unlikely to freeze. If you’re spending time in the arctic north (or south as the case may be), you’re aware of how dangerous it is to go outside without the proper precautions. When you’re hanging out in England or the Pacific Northwest you’re less likely to think about precautions when its raining because… its rains all the damned time.

Why am I writing about all of this? Its just another cold day rainy day outside and I often underestimate how quickly I can get cold. Its not freezing outside so I’m not wearing anything extra on my base layer and I tend to not wear my gloves unless I’m working outside. Right now I can barely feel my fingers after working outside for 5 minutes… I guess you shouldn’t underestimate the weather because its going to get you. Earth is not a place for the meek and if you underestimate the power of the planet, as so many people do, you’re going to have a drastically shortened lifespan.

This formatting in this post is probably going to be jacked as I cannot get this program to format it correctly… So, you’ll have to suffer if you happen to read this before I can make updates to it.

I’m thinking about changing the template of my website yet again…  yes, what can I say, I’m a huge fan of change

Today we went through the gamut of weather. This morning, when I got out to my car, I found it covered with frost; this is something of an oddity in my area. On the way to work it was raining here and there. Later on that morning I looked out the window at work and saw that it was snowing; this is yet another oddity for this area. I went back to my work and looked outside a few hours later to see the sun shining and nary a cloud in the sky. Twenty minutes later small chunks of hail was coming down. Twenty minutes after that sleet was coming down. Twenty minutes after that the sky was clear. Twenty minutes after that it was white-out conditions outside.

The Gods Must be Crazy…. or the weather machine that is being run by the Free Masons is broke.

My apartment building is normally warm enough that I don’t have to turn on the heat at all. In fact, I haven’t turned on the heat in the last month. Today, I was tempted to turn up the heat to get it above the mid-sixties but I decided that I had plenty of sweatshirts to solve my problem. Yes, I’m either cheap in the fact that I don’t wish to pay for heating or I’m just to lazy to walk to the thermostat.