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This is my life, one post at a time. Some people write biographies; I write down memories as they come to me.
Thursday, February 23, 2006
Wednesday, February 22, 2006
23-Feb-2006
You Call This Late?
I'm not up late. Really, this is normal for an IT major taking
Josh's classes. I have spent the last week and a half working on
a Macromedia Flash 8 project that I finally finished today. I
learned how to do several new things in this project, so I'm not
complaining. I just wish it hadn't taken so long. It's a
really cool display interface for all my videos. Thank God
I had all the shooting done for the object exercise. I wrapped up
the editing tonight and have been working on encoding for a little over
an hour (I keep changing settings here and there and added a
soundtrack).
What's that you say? You want to see my projects? Well...,
they're really not very good. I'm not good at the whole
arts/creativity thing. I'm a hard core coder. That's
me. Let someone else do the graphics and accounting. I'll
program all day long. I get it from my father. So, after
that little tangent, here is the linkageness:
http://students.trevecca.edu/dwwinsinger
Well, after drinking some more coffee, I'm gonna go to sleep now. I love induced crashes.
I'm not up late. Really, this is normal for an IT major taking
Josh's classes. I have spent the last week and a half working on
a Macromedia Flash 8 project that I finally finished today. I
learned how to do several new things in this project, so I'm not
complaining. I just wish it hadn't taken so long. It's a
really cool display interface for all my videos. Thank God
I had all the shooting done for the object exercise. I wrapped up
the editing tonight and have been working on encoding for a little over
an hour (I keep changing settings here and there and added a
soundtrack).
What's that you say? You want to see my projects? Well...,
they're really not very good. I'm not good at the whole
arts/creativity thing. I'm a hard core coder. That's
me. Let someone else do the graphics and accounting. I'll
program all day long. I get it from my father. So, after
that little tangent, here is the linkageness:
http://students.trevecca.edu/dwwinsinger
Well, after drinking some more coffee, I'm gonna go to sleep now. I love induced crashes.
Monday, February 13, 2006
13-Feb-2006
Vacation
I had a great trip to and from NC even with the snow/blizzard on the
way back. I really enjoyed my time with David and Christy and my
nephew, and it was good to stay with some friends for a few days.
I got a good chance to relax and enjoy the country for a few
days. I need to do that more often.
Working It Off
Today was a busy day at work. I did a copy job from VHS to
DVD. It took some practice to get it set right and finished, but
I finally finished it. Then I spent the rest of the shift
assisting some students in a post-bac class with technology. They
are working on media projects for a class and needed help with Front
Page, FTP, and some video conversion. It was a thoroughly
enjoyable experience for me. I love being able to teach people
what I have learned. I just don't think I could do it long
term. Sometimes I don't have the patience for dealing with
someone who just isn't getting it, while other times it works out well.
School
I've got a test tomorrow so I'm gonna turn in and get some rest. Pray it goes well.
I had a great trip to and from NC even with the snow/blizzard on the
way back. I really enjoyed my time with David and Christy and my
nephew, and it was good to stay with some friends for a few days.
I got a good chance to relax and enjoy the country for a few
days. I need to do that more often.
Working It Off
Today was a busy day at work. I did a copy job from VHS to
DVD. It took some practice to get it set right and finished, but
I finally finished it. Then I spent the rest of the shift
assisting some students in a post-bac class with technology. They
are working on media projects for a class and needed help with Front
Page, FTP, and some video conversion. It was a thoroughly
enjoyable experience for me. I love being able to teach people
what I have learned. I just don't think I could do it long
term. Sometimes I don't have the patience for dealing with
someone who just isn't getting it, while other times it works out well.
School
I've got a test tomorrow so I'm gonna turn in and get some rest. Pray it goes well.
Friday, February 10, 2006
Wednesday, February 8, 2006
8-Feb-2006
Please pass the hell.
NO! I never asked for this. In fact, I asked for the
opposite. Unfortunately, this is what I have, so I'm talking to
the people who are giving it to me. I don't like it but I have to
keep it for 3 more months unless they can give me something else.
Too bad they won't be able to give me what I'm looking for in the time
availible if they even decide to change what they are giving me.
Nothing works the way it should. I want my money back. They
keep wasting my time and screwing up everything I'm supposed to be
accomplishing. I'm glad I'm leaving soon. I just can't
stand it any more. It revolts me that this is considered
professional. I'm worried I will encounter all of this no matter
where I am. It's enough to make me hate my life; will this be
forever?
Father God, please resolve this
situation as soon as possible and remove me from it. Continue to
give me the grace to handle it for now. Amen.
NO! I never asked for this. In fact, I asked for the
opposite. Unfortunately, this is what I have, so I'm talking to
the people who are giving it to me. I don't like it but I have to
keep it for 3 more months unless they can give me something else.
Too bad they won't be able to give me what I'm looking for in the time
availible if they even decide to change what they are giving me.
Nothing works the way it should. I want my money back. They
keep wasting my time and screwing up everything I'm supposed to be
accomplishing. I'm glad I'm leaving soon. I just can't
stand it any more. It revolts me that this is considered
professional. I'm worried I will encounter all of this no matter
where I am. It's enough to make me hate my life; will this be
forever?
Father God, please resolve this
situation as soon as possible and remove me from it. Continue to
give me the grace to handle it for now. Amen.
Tuesday, February 7, 2006
7-Feb-2006
Give Me a Break!
Ok, so I haven't posted in a week. Big deal. It's not like
anyone has missed anything important. But just in case, I'll back
up a little for good measure. Last week I thought I was getting
better. Well, yeah, I have slowly been getting better, and last
week was a big improvement over the week before, but I'm still
sick. Not enough to put me in bed, but enough to make it hard to
get anything done or pay attention in class. I'm just not here
mentally.
Actually, mentally I'm in NC with my brother, sister-in-law, and
nephew. Sunday of last week, I got to go out to lunch with a
portion of the college group sponsorship. Rather than push all
the tables together and create tight eating conditions, I joined Brent
and Devida and thier two sons at one of the smaller tables. Brent
(the college pastor) had some good things for me to think over as far
as some questions I had for him, and it was just so much fun to watch a
3 year old and a 6 month old eat. I know my nephew will be there
soon enough, and I don't want to miss it all. It just is a big
expence to drive over, and the time commitment is the biggest problem
so far (I don't mind paying for gas to see friends and family).
IPeed?
Yeah, there's a few labs doing research on batteries powered by
urin. Other than the sanitation issues with "battery leakage," I
don't see many problems with such a renewable resource. The
question is, will the marketing departments catch on?
Ok, so I haven't posted in a week. Big deal. It's not like
anyone has missed anything important. But just in case, I'll back
up a little for good measure. Last week I thought I was getting
better. Well, yeah, I have slowly been getting better, and last
week was a big improvement over the week before, but I'm still
sick. Not enough to put me in bed, but enough to make it hard to
get anything done or pay attention in class. I'm just not here
mentally.
Actually, mentally I'm in NC with my brother, sister-in-law, and
nephew. Sunday of last week, I got to go out to lunch with a
portion of the college group sponsorship. Rather than push all
the tables together and create tight eating conditions, I joined Brent
and Devida and thier two sons at one of the smaller tables. Brent
(the college pastor) had some good things for me to think over as far
as some questions I had for him, and it was just so much fun to watch a
3 year old and a 6 month old eat. I know my nephew will be there
soon enough, and I don't want to miss it all. It just is a big
expence to drive over, and the time commitment is the biggest problem
so far (I don't mind paying for gas to see friends and family).
IPeed?
Yeah, there's a few labs doing research on batteries powered by
urin. Other than the sanitation issues with "battery leakage," I
don't see many problems with such a renewable resource. The
question is, will the marketing departments catch on?
Wednesday, February 1, 2006
1-Feb-2006
Woo Hoo! All Bow Before Me! This is My Week...In Hell
Yep.
That's what I said. One thing after the next. No, you could
argue none of it matters, but you're not in my shoes, so it's a little
harder to see from where I am. I've been sick since last
Wednesday (and it's coming back on strong today with the exact same
symptoms I had before I got sick originally - yay for multiple mutating
strains of a virus, they can all get you sick in a row). I spent
last week sleeping in my apartment. I don't want to do it
again. Oh, and I was snapping at my roommate all yesterday (sorry
Travis). The dumbest things were setting me off. Like
dropping that stupid little plastic cup with the lid that instead of
just making a mess all over the floor, it decided to get my pants and
shirt in on the action. Sometimes the food is just crappy, other
times it fights back. Or when I'm walking about 20 feet behind my
roommate and he doesn't see me, so before I think to call out for him
to hold the apartment door open, it closes right in my face (that one
was my fault, I should have gotten his attention). Or, there's
the part where I feel like the day was wasted. I did actually get
a good amount done, it just doesn't feel like it. And there's the
utterly depressing feeling I have looming over me.
And the
question in the back of my mind "Is any of it worth it?" Any of
what? Oh, I don't know.... Life for one. There's a ton of
things swimming around in my head, doubts, questions, ideas of wrong
and right. I'm really under attack right now and I don't know how
to escape it other than going to sleep which is not an option right
now. In fact, I don't see myself sleeping for some time
now. Who cares? I don't get any rest when I am sleeping
anyway. There's something about this school - or maybe school in
general - that's strangling me. And my worst nightmare is that
the rest of life will be no better. I just feel strangled by
everything around me and there's nothing I can do but wait. I
told you I was depressed.
And who ever decided that bureaucracy
was a good thing must have been the only person to ever get anything
good out of it. I tell you, I'm so ticked off.... It's my
money. Give it to me and let me do with it whatever I want.
Direct deposit is supposed to be convenient. Why do I have to
give you a deposit slip with the info on it that I have to write on
your little white form anyway? I guess I wouldn't mind if I had
deposit slips for those accounts. Hey, don't you believe that I
would take due process to make sure you're putting my money where I
want it to go? Now I have to go order deposit slips for that
account to attach to a form to prove that my money is going to my
account. Thank goodness I don't have to pay for ordering deposit
slips on that account.
And guess what. If I screw up the
info for the account on the form, it's my fault, not yours.
Stupid (in)justice system.... It's too easy to sue. People
sue for anything and everything. In fact, I could probably cut
myself on the glass while breaking into your house and sue you after I
stole all your possessions. It should cost a million dollars to
sue over stupid stuff, and another million if you win. Hey! How
about instead of suing to get things done, we just listen to people's
advice and make safety changes before anyone gets hurt. Can
anyone tell I'm a little peeved? I AM!
Arrrrh. Stupid people ruining life for the rest of us....
I'm
half tempted to just not bother. I have 4 more months. Then
I'm gone (I think, I hope, I pray). I'm worried about becoming an
"institutionalized man." Seen the Shawshank Redemption?
Yeah, good movie. You spend enough time somewhere and you lose
your ability to live anywhere else. You get so used to things
being how they are, you find safety - even in a hell. I hope I can keep
moving around enough to not get stuck somehow. I don't want to
hit a dead end job or be lost in some forgotten rut. I want to be
able to change, adapt, and keep up with anything that may come my
way. And all the time, I want to be growing toward God. I
just don't know if I can. I'm really under attack. And I'm
doing all I can just to stay above water, let alone actually be able to
do any good anywhere.
God, please help me. I can't do it
on my own. I do need you to keep me safe and protect me. In
Christ's name...
Note: Posted yesterday
Yep.
That's what I said. One thing after the next. No, you could
argue none of it matters, but you're not in my shoes, so it's a little
harder to see from where I am. I've been sick since last
Wednesday (and it's coming back on strong today with the exact same
symptoms I had before I got sick originally - yay for multiple mutating
strains of a virus, they can all get you sick in a row). I spent
last week sleeping in my apartment. I don't want to do it
again. Oh, and I was snapping at my roommate all yesterday (sorry
Travis). The dumbest things were setting me off. Like
dropping that stupid little plastic cup with the lid that instead of
just making a mess all over the floor, it decided to get my pants and
shirt in on the action. Sometimes the food is just crappy, other
times it fights back. Or when I'm walking about 20 feet behind my
roommate and he doesn't see me, so before I think to call out for him
to hold the apartment door open, it closes right in my face (that one
was my fault, I should have gotten his attention). Or, there's
the part where I feel like the day was wasted. I did actually get
a good amount done, it just doesn't feel like it. And there's the
utterly depressing feeling I have looming over me.
And the
question in the back of my mind "Is any of it worth it?" Any of
what? Oh, I don't know.... Life for one. There's a ton of
things swimming around in my head, doubts, questions, ideas of wrong
and right. I'm really under attack right now and I don't know how
to escape it other than going to sleep which is not an option right
now. In fact, I don't see myself sleeping for some time
now. Who cares? I don't get any rest when I am sleeping
anyway. There's something about this school - or maybe school in
general - that's strangling me. And my worst nightmare is that
the rest of life will be no better. I just feel strangled by
everything around me and there's nothing I can do but wait. I
told you I was depressed.
And who ever decided that bureaucracy
was a good thing must have been the only person to ever get anything
good out of it. I tell you, I'm so ticked off.... It's my
money. Give it to me and let me do with it whatever I want.
Direct deposit is supposed to be convenient. Why do I have to
give you a deposit slip with the info on it that I have to write on
your little white form anyway? I guess I wouldn't mind if I had
deposit slips for those accounts. Hey, don't you believe that I
would take due process to make sure you're putting my money where I
want it to go? Now I have to go order deposit slips for that
account to attach to a form to prove that my money is going to my
account. Thank goodness I don't have to pay for ordering deposit
slips on that account.
And guess what. If I screw up the
info for the account on the form, it's my fault, not yours.
Stupid (in)justice system.... It's too easy to sue. People
sue for anything and everything. In fact, I could probably cut
myself on the glass while breaking into your house and sue you after I
stole all your possessions. It should cost a million dollars to
sue over stupid stuff, and another million if you win. Hey! How
about instead of suing to get things done, we just listen to people's
advice and make safety changes before anyone gets hurt. Can
anyone tell I'm a little peeved? I AM!
Arrrrh. Stupid people ruining life for the rest of us....
I'm
half tempted to just not bother. I have 4 more months. Then
I'm gone (I think, I hope, I pray). I'm worried about becoming an
"institutionalized man." Seen the Shawshank Redemption?
Yeah, good movie. You spend enough time somewhere and you lose
your ability to live anywhere else. You get so used to things
being how they are, you find safety - even in a hell. I hope I can keep
moving around enough to not get stuck somehow. I don't want to
hit a dead end job or be lost in some forgotten rut. I want to be
able to change, adapt, and keep up with anything that may come my
way. And all the time, I want to be growing toward God. I
just don't know if I can. I'm really under attack. And I'm
doing all I can just to stay above water, let alone actually be able to
do any good anywhere.
God, please help me. I can't do it
on my own. I do need you to keep me safe and protect me. In
Christ's name...
Note: Posted yesterday
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