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Friday, March 09, 2007

Fri, 09 Mar 2007 05:08:42 GMT

What do you think is the most quotable thing you've ever said? (No funny business.)

I think mine would be from a discussion I had with Ned about one of his young friends dying. He said something about how the "good die young." A common sentiment. I retorted "The young die good."

That's the most quotable thing I've said.

Now, google says that Oliver Herford, whoeverTF that is said "Only the young die good." sometime between 1863 and 1935.

Who do you think said it better?

The Final Frontier

Sun, 11 Feb 2007 14:28:42 GMT

So as of 1PM today I am no longer a CompUSA employee.

I am self-employed.

Holy shit that's scary.

I'm starting my own business primarily doing business with end users requesting setup or instruction in personal electronic devices, computers, and networking. Want to know how to rip dvds and put them on your iPod? I can do show you how to do that, or for significantly less I'll do it for you and not show you how.

Get a laptop and need a wireless network so that you can use your pc naked in the bathroom? I can do that too.

Anywho, I'm excited and scared shitless.

The company's name and logo are following:

Monday, December 18, 2006

Mon, 18 Dec 2006 20:21:38 GMT

I am really, really tired of being shat upon by CompUSA.

Mii Familiia

Thu, 14 Dec 2006 21:37:31 GMT

That's my family as Miis!
I might make you today Ned, although I won't be posting a video of it.
This video was abnormally hard to produce.

Come play with Mii!

Mon, 20 Nov 2006 20:54:57 GMT

My Wii console friend code is 0455 1971 8999 2401
What's yours?

Wednesday, November 01, 2006

Wed, 01 Nov 2006 01:21:43 GMT

so, here I am. halloween night. the very last night I will ever step foot in this old apartment. You never really think about how much you'll miss a place untill you know that you're juuust about to leave it. I wish that amanda were here with me. shes at work right now. we've lived, loved, and lost so much in this place. friends have come and gone here. pets and other friendly animals too. there has been life and death and pain that no one should put themselves through. there have been a lot of tough decisions, most of them about where to eat for dinner. I am untrusted, and I brought that upon myself in this place. I messed up my life because I fooled myself into thinking that I wasn't satisfied. I've made it harder than it ever should be, because I was blind, or because I'm just ignorant. I love amanda. she is my joy. pain. sorrow. happiness. love. sunshine. and everything. this was our second apartment. the first one we only lived in for 6 months because it was too small. we are going to look back, her and I and it will be a speck. something we barely remember. I barely remember it now. when I leave a place for the last time, I try to remember everything that happened there. I remember how excited we were when we first moved in. and I know how excited we were to finally fucking get out.

I love amanda because she reminds me of my mother even though I never tell her that. because she says she doesn't care what other people think of her, when in reality she does but only to a point. because she is sweet. because she is smart. I love her in spite of her stubbornness and her indesciveness. I love her for always being there.

I love her for putting up with my shit and believing in me while I struggle through my problems.

but most of all, I love her because she takes care of me.

Tuesday, October 03, 2006

Tue, 03 Oct 2006 02:14:19 GMT

For those of you whom are not close to me.... which would be most of you. You don't know that I've produced my own special website highlighting my creative works. The website is mostly non-functional but i'm adding to it in my spare time when I feel like it. It will eventually reach completion but it will be a while. Tonight I'm uploading a very special sneak preview clip. A music video that I made that will be inserted into my latest letter home.

The website is http://www.sidesteppedbullet.com and I'll post the link to the video shortly.

Monday, September 11, 2006

Mon, 11 Sep 2006 23:46:44 GMT

One more edit for 9/11.

INVESTIGATE 9/11.

edit: Changed my mind.

Actually, you know what, I am going to post a rebuttal, but only to some of what Ned said;
Did you really? Did you really investigate it? I seriously doubt it, but that's not why I am writing this.
I don't hate America. I really don't. It's great to be free, and have the freedoms to do what I please and what I don't please. What I do hate is the irresponsibility of the American government, all it's short-comings and its corruption and how easily skewed and mishandled things are. I hate that most politicians do only what benefits them. (I am NOT talking about the 9/11 conspiracies.) I hate that our generation sits idly by caring more about celebrity-o-the-day instead of what rights and freedoms are being stripped from them. We are frighteningly close to being a police state and no one seems to really care! They say it's for our protection, they say it's for our freedom, but it's not!

WAR IS PEACE
FREEDOM IS SLAVERY
IGNORANCE IS STRENGTH

PEACE THROUGH UNITY
UNITY THROUGH FAITH

Secondly, Don't you ever, ever tell me what my time is spent better doing whether you think it's right or not.
I love you Ned. I fucking love the hell out of you and it hurts to tell you this but;
there is a fine line between witnessing to someone and bugging them, and brother, you’re almost across that line. I maybe living my life outside of the Will of God and perhaps one day I'll feel conviction about it, but right now I don't and it's past the point of you yourself doing something about it and all that's left for you to do is pray for me. Pray that I will fall under conviction and Lord willin' all the rest of my life will make sense because right now it doesn't. I have this tremendous knowledge from my childhood and adolescence, 900 Sunday school's worth, not to mention all the church services, youth camps, Awana sessions and visitations I've been on. Looking at all of it objectively, it's scary. Right now church isn't for me. Right now other's opinions of me and the way I live my life are not important to me. For once in my life I am Gabe and I am an independent person. I am not defined by my religion, my family, my friends, my money, my race, anything. I am just Gabe. People identify me by my knowledge, my red hair, and my abnormally fast growing facial hair. I am fine. I will continue to be fine until that defining moment where I realize that I need something more in my life or when my life starts affecting others to where I directly influence their futures. I am happy right now, or at least the closest to what feels like real happiness that I've ever been and I am OK.

"I like your Christ. I do not like your Christians. They are so unlike your Christ." - Mahatma Gandhi

Before you ask, Yes, I am saved. I know that Jesus died on the Cross for my sins so that I may escape eternal damnation to Hell and that by believing in Him and believing that he died on the cross for my sins, I too can enjoy eternal life in Heaven.

Before you accuse, this has nothing to do with Amanda. I have felt this way since 2002, I had just been faking it when I had to.

*Sources for quotes in this rant include “1984” By George Orwell, “V for Vendetta” Graphic Novel by Alan Moore. Also referenced is Mahatma Gandhi.

An Introduction

Sat, 19 Aug 2006 14:35:34 GMT

NOTICE: THERE WILL BE A NEW SIDESTEPPED BULLET PRODUCTIONS FILM RELEASED IN THE WINTER OF 2006.

Please press play to view the trailer.
(Oh yeah, and if you could click the ad that displays at the end of the trailer, it will help this project get done a lot sooner.)

I'm writing this from my phone, dear readers, so please bear with me.

Fri, 11 Aug 2006 16:55:33 GMT

lately I have been deep in thought. I've been thinking abou my childhood, my mother, and all those little stories that make up your life experience. like that time when you had your first 'kiss'. you were 4 years old. do you remember it? or the time when you were 7 and you broke your arm when you fell off your bike? do you remember most every detail? how about the time you were sent to the principals office in second grade? I remember. given enough time to think about it, I can remember almost everything about my childhood in shocking detail. why is that? I almost feel cursed and haunted by that fact. what is the very first thing you remember? that very first instant that you realized you were concious? for me its all there. all played back in my mind like the movie of my life. what if someone were to make a movie of my life? would it be entertaining? would people watch it? what about you? what about your life? would people watch it. do you remember enough of it to fill a two hour movie? and the people that share those memories with you, will they call you a liar or say you exaggerate because they remember it differently than you do? how would you chose what to keep and what to cut? who are you to say what memories are good or more important than your other memories? would you only show the good memories or would you show the sad and bad ones too? like your stillborn cousin's funeral or the the car wreck you were in that you thought was your fault because you couldn't comprehend why something like that would happen if you were doing what you were supposed to be doing. (sitting quietly in the back seat.)

be careful what you do and what you say to and in front of your children. you'll never know if they are a forgetter, or if every moment will shape their future. they are and will be watching you.