Saturday, September 28, 2002

This post is being written from a computer at LAFD Fire Station 73 as my friend Mitch and I anxiously await our next run. Stay tuned for a detailed update and photos!

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Sunday, September 15, 2002

The wardriving has begun! Details to follow...

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Thursday, September 12, 2002

I spent most of yesterday hanging out with my cousins, Eric and Frankie. Eric spent quite a bit of time trying to talk me out of pursuing an Army career. He says I should join the fire department instead, or at the very least do the Army part-time and be a full-time firefighter. I don't know what to do. I love the Army and I can't see myself not being an officer, so I know that I'll complete ROTC and get my commission. The main problem lies with where to go from there. I want to do so many things! I want to make a difference, but I can't choose how. I want to be a politician, an attorney, a firefighter, a soldier, and a professor...but I can only have one (or two). So what do I choose? I know, only I can make that decision...but it's so difficult! Some people can't even come up with one thing that they'd like to do; I can't narrow it down! I guess too many choices and too few are pretty much the same thing. Could I be a firefighter? Most of my friends say they can't see me doing that anyway; but that's because most of them can't see me doing anything other than the Army since it's been so central to my personality for as long as they've known me. But what about teaching? I want to teach history too. Ugh! Why must I have so many interests?

Of course, the fact that my dad doesn't seem to be very pleased with any of my potential career choices doesn't help much. I know he doesn't want me to go into the Army (whether enlisted or as an officer), and he doesn't seem to get too excited when I talk about wanting to be a professor. He was indifferent when I lightly mentioned what my cousin had said about joining the fire department. I have no idea what he would rather see me do. It seems that in order to make him proud I just have to find a career (like computer programming or something) that would bring in lots of money. Unfortunately, all the possible careers that really interest me are ones where I won't ever become a millionaire. I have to make my final decision by next September, when I transfer to UCLA; that will be when I have to finally contract into ROTC or be forced to separate. I hate the real world.

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Wednesday, September 11, 2002

It's hard to believe that year has passed since September 11, 2001. I remember the events of that day as vividly as if they occurred only moments ago. I will never forget how I felt when my father woke me up that morning. I will never forget the feeling of disbelief I felt as I watched the World Trade Center towers fall. An eerie feeling crept over me that night as I lied in bed. It was the first time in my life that I listened carefully to the sounds of air traffic. A chill ran down my spine as I realized that every plane I heard that night was going to the same place.

On this, the one-year anniversary of the most horrific terrorist attack in human history, let us honor the victims and the heroes of September 11. Let us never forget their sacrafices; let us stand united in defense of freedom.

God bless America. Hooah!


9.11.2001

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Monday, September 09, 2002

Melinda was mine
Til the time
That I found her
Holding Jim
Loving Him

Then Sue came along
Loved me strong
That's what I thought
Me and Sue
But that died too

Don't know that I will
But until I can find me
The girl who'll stay
And won't play games behind me
I'll be what I am
A solitary man
Solitary man

I've had it to here
Bein' where
Love's a small word
Part-time thing
Paper ring

I know it's been done
Havin' one
Girl who'll love you
Right or wrong
Weak or strong

Don't know that I will
But until I can find me
The girl who'll stay
And won't play games behind me
I'll be what I am
A solitary man
Solitary man

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Thursday, September 05, 2002

I finally managed to get my computer back up and running. I tried to move to a new hard drive using Norton Ghost and Active Directory got completely screwed up (both on the new installation and the original HDD). I'm still running off of the old one and finally managed to get Active Directory reinstalled and configured. Sometime this weekend I'm going to have to try and ghost it again; hopefully Active Directory doesn't get corrupted this time around.

This past weekend I went up to visit my friend in Merced, CA. On Saturday we went to Monterey (which is where I have decided I must live!) and then on Sunday we went to San Francisco. In SF we had lunch at Fisherman's Warf and had quite a BART experience. We took the train to Montgomery Street and then the bus through China Town to the Warf. Being electric, the busses receive instant torque when the driver puts their foot down, which can make for quite a jarring ride. People were literally (almost) falling over as the driver plowed his way through traffic. The bus experience on the way back was even better. Going two or three miles-per-hour in rush hour traffic, the bus driver decided that she would turn Market Street(?) into a one-way road (it is actually one lane in each direction). So now our bus is in the opposite lane of traffic and the driver has the nerve to get angry at the oncoming cars for not yielding to her! Absolutely incredible!

On the train ride back to our car (which was parked in Pleasantin), we were met by a guy who had gotten out of San Quentin the day before after serving 12 years for "killing Americans." The guy smelled like a brewery and had prison tattoos all over the visible parts of his body (and I'd be willing to bet there were more elsewhere). He stopped to talk to a guy sitting across the isle from me, and as he departed the guy whom he had just been speaking with began talking to me about how American food is a conspiracy and that we should be suspicious as to why we "never see any elderly people on the streets." The evening ended with a dinner at Sonic, "America's Drive Thru."

On Monday, I awoke at 0430 and got ready for the 300-mile drive home. I left my friend's house at 0500 and began my return journey. I really enjoyed the drive--both directions; and it was nice to finally get out of Los Angeles and be on the open road. Leaving this early in the morning made for excellent time, and I got home in just over 3 1/2 hours. I love traveling and can't wait to do it again!

In other news, I just started a new job at a company called Uniworld. I'm a contract Software Developer doing pretty much what I used to do at PeopleSupport. I'm glad that I got this job because it pays significantly more than my previous engagement at the law firm, and I'm working with people whom I have worked with in the past. So far I'm really enjoying what I'm doing and the days just fly by! Hopefully this works out as a relatively long-term thing.

Time to get ready for French class (didn't do my homework yet!). I'll update the site a little more over the weekend and should have some pics from Monterey (and one or two from SF) to put in the gallery soon.


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