My OperaMental Memory Dump Part 2
Saturday, August 14, 2004 7:22:46 PM
Well, I didn't say this in the last few posts, but I've had a lot of problems getting to sleep. About 4 days running. My longest yet. I think I could go for insanity, so try to be reasonable when reading my jargon.
A dead on computer nerd knows about a memory dump. It's when Windows decides to unload everything from the RAM and paging file into a special format file to be sent to Microsoft that pretty much tells everything the computer has been doing during a specific point in time. They use it to cure common error or major problems. Rather handy, but extremely lengthy. Well, I need to do a mental memory dump. Everything that has been running through my mind that has been making me run oddly. Information that could be used to "fix a problem"...I guess. o_O
In my posts, I always tell you what's going on physically, but never mentally. I never tell you the true in-depth. As this is a journal and all, it would seem like somewhat of an obligation to, right? Well, to ask you honestly...what do you think of me? Comical and fun to be with? Insane with serious issues? Or do you just not know? I think by the reason for this post, you're probably leaning towards the last one. My favorite thing I like about me is that all my friends love me because I'm simply fun to be around. I try my best to keep it like that. Unfortunately, the rose is not as healthy as it looks on the inside as it is on the outside. Let me walk you through a day in my mind. No holds bar. The full works. This day will consist of a date with Stephanie so you get the whole idea. Every thought I can conjur in this one post about what I think about throughout the entire day. Then let's see what you think of me.
Where am I? Who am I? What's my purpose? Woah...that ringing is killing my head...Do I always have to wake up to that? Jesus! Let's see if I can get out of bed today and make it to that blasted phone...It would be so great to wake up to Steph's voice...hehe...Oh yeah...PHONE!....Shit, I can't keep my balance. How long's it been? Three days now? I swear God doesn't like me to sleep...Three rings already. One more and it's voicemail to that person...Caller I.D. says Stephanie! Woohoo! I'll get an idea what it's like to wake up to her voice after all....Damn, it's a beautiful voice. Even over the phone. I want to see her again...Maybe I shouldn't be so goddamn hesitant around her. Why is that anyways? I just realized I'm walking around my room in my boxers. Hey! She's gotten more sleep than me!...And she got up a lot earlier. What a cruel cruel world. I should see if I can see her today when Mom gets home. I need to see a nice sight for sore eyes. A not-so-metallic voice for tired ears...Yeah, all of that. Geeze, I'm still in my boxers. Better tell Steph I need to put her down and get a shirt on at least.... I really need to get clothes. I swear all I have is blue shirts. Makes it easy to choose, right? This one with random pants. Sounds good. Alriiiiiight, we are mooovaaaaaan. Why not boot up the shitty computer too? We all need our daily dose of aggravation! Alright. I'm comfy now. Better pick up the phone again. Wise choice of many who want to keep their relationships going, I must say. Ah, such a beautiful voice she has. She's doing fine...she guesses?! Well, isn't one supposed to know what one feels? No need to guess now. Better run that by her just for kicks and see if I can find out what's really goin doooown. Ah, well...That makes sense. Hokay...This is the part where you walk in the door and I sweep you off your feet and give you a romantic and passionate kiss and make you forget about all your problems. Damn, if only I could say that and make it work. Eh, I'm too cynical. I couldn't say that without cringing at that...but it would be nice if I could kiss that damn well...speaking of which, I hate morning breath. Seems to follow me the whole day. And now I wonder why I never can think of something to say. WTF mates?! Mom's home. Keep talking to Steph and see if I can get Mom to take us out somewhere. Breakfast! Oh sweet sweet food, how it's been a long three hours since our last meet....Woah...three hours?! Josh, my boy. You need sleep.
(You've just been run through a morning. What would be your afternoon. Congrats. If you made it this far, you have proven that you are a master at hooked on phonics!)
Let's think of places to go to, shall we? Coffee shoppe? No we always go to those. Movie?! Nothing ever plays on a weekday, dumbass! Walking?!...Remember the last time you suggested that? Think boy! Think! Stephanie must really think I'm a dull person if I can't think of a date. Well...I do. Let's ask Mom if she has an idea! Ugh, not like she's going to listen the THIRD TIME...But she suggests the concert downtown. She clearly has no sense in weather...like her son. Sounds like a good ole coffee shoppe day to me. Let's try that. Mom says yes, after a little convincing, she'll take us to Latte Da's. Cool. Let's see is Steph likes the idea. She does. Gotta wait for her to call back, so in the meantime, I'm going to burn my mouth out with Listerine and wash my face. As much as I am confident with Steph and all...what if she does dump me today?! Dude...no...Stop thinking that a horr-JESUS CHRIST, LISTERINE BURNS!!! WATER WATER!!! But I do it for love. ^_^ Phone ringing! Yaaaay! And she has permission! Alriiiiight. MOM, get off yer ass, we have work to do...TO THE ASTROWAGON!!! I call shotgun! Shit...Shoes are a good idea....Socks too!
(Yeah, so I have to admit that I like to humor myself....Don't you?! OH, and this is pretty much running through yesterday, if you haven't noticed...Not every thought is in here. Just the important ones.)
Ridin along in my automobile...hehe...Not my automobile...Let's point at what was once my automobile and make funny faces. Oh I humor me. And I mentally laugh heartily! ha ha ha! Eh, Mom's talking about Brian's video game party. Now I find out I don't have a ride there either. For the love of god I can't win. I'll steal the Plymouth...BAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! They'll never notice...the front end bashed in...and one hubcap short of a full tire...Meh, I'll see what I can do about bummin a ride from Greg...Yikes. DUDE!!! THAT LIGHT IS STILL OUT!!! I'm glad I ain't driving now! I woulda went the other way out anyhoo. Avoid the chaos.......Ridin along in my automobile...wish I knew the rest of the words....Singing that out loud just now made me look stupid. Hey! Radio! Tuuuuurn up the raaaaadio! Playing a gooood song too. Hehehehehehehe....Doesn't take long to get downtown now-a-days. Of course there's that bloody detour. An '80's concert. The music I love most on the day the weather is bad. I can't win. Mom...left...now...MOM! Good...almost thought I'd have to say something.
(You know what...this is way too much typing for me. I think my hands want to bitchslap me if they didn't hurt so much. Sorry! But...what do you think of me so far? Still fun or did I put you in limbo? BWAHAHAHA)
A dead on computer nerd knows about a memory dump. It's when Windows decides to unload everything from the RAM and paging file into a special format file to be sent to Microsoft that pretty much tells everything the computer has been doing during a specific point in time. They use it to cure common error or major problems. Rather handy, but extremely lengthy. Well, I need to do a mental memory dump. Everything that has been running through my mind that has been making me run oddly. Information that could be used to "fix a problem"...I guess. o_O
In my posts, I always tell you what's going on physically, but never mentally. I never tell you the true in-depth. As this is a journal and all, it would seem like somewhat of an obligation to, right? Well, to ask you honestly...what do you think of me? Comical and fun to be with? Insane with serious issues? Or do you just not know? I think by the reason for this post, you're probably leaning towards the last one. My favorite thing I like about me is that all my friends love me because I'm simply fun to be around. I try my best to keep it like that. Unfortunately, the rose is not as healthy as it looks on the inside as it is on the outside. Let me walk you through a day in my mind. No holds bar. The full works. This day will consist of a date with Stephanie so you get the whole idea. Every thought I can conjur in this one post about what I think about throughout the entire day. Then let's see what you think of me.
Where am I? Who am I? What's my purpose? Woah...that ringing is killing my head...Do I always have to wake up to that? Jesus! Let's see if I can get out of bed today and make it to that blasted phone...It would be so great to wake up to Steph's voice...hehe...Oh yeah...PHONE!....Shit, I can't keep my balance. How long's it been? Three days now? I swear God doesn't like me to sleep...Three rings already. One more and it's voicemail to that person...Caller I.D. says Stephanie! Woohoo! I'll get an idea what it's like to wake up to her voice after all....Damn, it's a beautiful voice. Even over the phone. I want to see her again...Maybe I shouldn't be so goddamn hesitant around her. Why is that anyways? I just realized I'm walking around my room in my boxers. Hey! She's gotten more sleep than me!...And she got up a lot earlier. What a cruel cruel world. I should see if I can see her today when Mom gets home. I need to see a nice sight for sore eyes. A not-so-metallic voice for tired ears...Yeah, all of that. Geeze, I'm still in my boxers. Better tell Steph I need to put her down and get a shirt on at least.... I really need to get clothes. I swear all I have is blue shirts. Makes it easy to choose, right? This one with random pants. Sounds good. Alriiiiiight, we are mooovaaaaaan. Why not boot up the shitty computer too? We all need our daily dose of aggravation! Alright. I'm comfy now. Better pick up the phone again. Wise choice of many who want to keep their relationships going, I must say. Ah, such a beautiful voice she has. She's doing fine...she guesses?! Well, isn't one supposed to know what one feels? No need to guess now. Better run that by her just for kicks and see if I can find out what's really goin doooown. Ah, well...That makes sense. Hokay...This is the part where you walk in the door and I sweep you off your feet and give you a romantic and passionate kiss and make you forget about all your problems. Damn, if only I could say that and make it work. Eh, I'm too cynical. I couldn't say that without cringing at that...but it would be nice if I could kiss that damn well...speaking of which, I hate morning breath. Seems to follow me the whole day. And now I wonder why I never can think of something to say. WTF mates?! Mom's home. Keep talking to Steph and see if I can get Mom to take us out somewhere. Breakfast! Oh sweet sweet food, how it's been a long three hours since our last meet....Woah...three hours?! Josh, my boy. You need sleep.
(You've just been run through a morning. What would be your afternoon. Congrats. If you made it this far, you have proven that you are a master at hooked on phonics!)
Let's think of places to go to, shall we? Coffee shoppe? No we always go to those. Movie?! Nothing ever plays on a weekday, dumbass! Walking?!...Remember the last time you suggested that? Think boy! Think! Stephanie must really think I'm a dull person if I can't think of a date. Well...I do. Let's ask Mom if she has an idea! Ugh, not like she's going to listen the THIRD TIME...But she suggests the concert downtown. She clearly has no sense in weather...like her son. Sounds like a good ole coffee shoppe day to me. Let's try that. Mom says yes, after a little convincing, she'll take us to Latte Da's. Cool. Let's see is Steph likes the idea. She does. Gotta wait for her to call back, so in the meantime, I'm going to burn my mouth out with Listerine and wash my face. As much as I am confident with Steph and all...what if she does dump me today?! Dude...no...Stop thinking that a horr-JESUS CHRIST, LISTERINE BURNS!!! WATER WATER!!! But I do it for love. ^_^ Phone ringing! Yaaaay! And she has permission! Alriiiiight. MOM, get off yer ass, we have work to do...TO THE ASTROWAGON!!! I call shotgun! Shit...Shoes are a good idea....Socks too!
(Yeah, so I have to admit that I like to humor myself....Don't you?! OH, and this is pretty much running through yesterday, if you haven't noticed...Not every thought is in here. Just the important ones.)
Ridin along in my automobile...hehe...Not my automobile...Let's point at what was once my automobile and make funny faces. Oh I humor me. And I mentally laugh heartily! ha ha ha! Eh, Mom's talking about Brian's video game party. Now I find out I don't have a ride there either. For the love of god I can't win. I'll steal the Plymouth...BAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! They'll never notice...the front end bashed in...and one hubcap short of a full tire...Meh, I'll see what I can do about bummin a ride from Greg...Yikes. DUDE!!! THAT LIGHT IS STILL OUT!!! I'm glad I ain't driving now! I woulda went the other way out anyhoo. Avoid the chaos.......Ridin along in my automobile...wish I knew the rest of the words....Singing that out loud just now made me look stupid. Hey! Radio! Tuuuuurn up the raaaaadio! Playing a gooood song too. Hehehehehehehe....Doesn't take long to get downtown now-a-days. Of course there's that bloody detour. An '80's concert. The music I love most on the day the weather is bad. I can't win. Mom...left...now...MOM! Good...almost thought I'd have to say something.
(You know what...this is way too much typing for me. I think my hands want to bitchslap me if they didn't hurt so much. Sorry! But...what do you think of me so far? Still fun or did I put you in limbo? BWAHAHAHA)
