Posts have been scarce. But I will say this, I have driven all over New England this past week, maybe slept in my own bed twice. But that's ok...today will be no exception to my traveling fanatics. Today is off to New Hampshire, and we'll see where this leads to. I'll be sure to post when I'm stationary for more then a solitary minute.
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East Coast Excitement!

So, my trip up to Maine was a long, but very decent indeed. I saw some friends on the way up, and I will continute to float around the New England Area for the next week or so. I'll write the trips full events when I'm not intoxicated.

Current TV: Real World Austin

Wow. Incredibly irritable and more then just a little PISSED off. It's one of those evenings where it's nearly impossible to pinpoint what it is that is bothering you exactly. I'm very upset with the fact that I can't define my frustrations, which is a precise portion of my pangs. I figured maybe a good little workout would ease things up a bit, but the second I got there, I found out that half of the gym was closed, and go figure, the side where all the free-weights are. GREAT!. Next, after I finished my cardio, I came home and sat at my computer with absolute disgust for about 30 minutes.

Next, I tried to think about the fact I'm headed home soon, but that didn't help. Now, I'm supposed to be headed up the coast this weekend to visit friends along the way, not one person reaaaallly seems to give more then a shit that I'm doing this, I almost don't want to. I've flown to and from NC to ME and else where to visit people I care(d) about, and you know what really pisses me off? Not one of them has come here to see me. Everyone has a unique excuse as to why they can't or couldn't: "You know I want to I'm just too busy", "I just can't, but I want to", "I can't afford to." Blah blah blah blah eat me. Does anyone honestly believe that I could afford to every time I did? I've come within inches of having all my pay and future leave rights removed because I flew out of here on a weekend that I wasn't supposed, but no one really ever gave a shit. I've inconvenienced my friends and family to give me rides from airports as far as Boston at 2 in the morning when they had to work or go to class the next day, which I appreciate more then I can say, really. I'm getting a little distraught thinking about the things I've done for people, and overly guilty about the monumental things people (I love you Mom) have done for me so that I was able to do everything and see everyone I said I would. You know what's really twisted about this, is that people start to take it for granted how hard I try to see and please them. If my plane get's delayed, or even cancelled or diverted, it wasn't "it's ok, I hope to see you soon", it's "I swore off plans for the night so I could see you." (Yes that's actually been seen to me). Are you FUCKING KIDDING ME!!!!? I might actually follow the masses for the first time in a long time; I'm going to be selfish. I've earned it.

I hope someone can cheer me up, but I don't see that happening tonight. Maybe tomorrow will be an opportunity for a clean slate.

Interesting times. This picture was the hopeless aftermath of about 15 meticulously funneled beers in less then 30 minutes. It's been a pretty good weekend all together. Last night was an astonishing evening, to say the least; after getting lost in central Carolina for about 45 minutes, Chris and I did manage to emerge in the VIP section of the Alltel Pavillion wearing nothing but a blue Sport Kilt, sunglasses and a smile. The headlines of the evening included Bryan Adams and Def Leppard out of the UK. It was a pretty amazing show really, free beer, a lot of pretty funny intoxicated attention almost entirely comprised of middle aged women, and photographers from zspotlight.com If you rifle through the pages of pictures, you'll find us in there somewhere.

I'm taking it pretty easy today, I slept very peacefully last night, which I needed. Today I'll probably get a little biking session in, after I find someone to go get breakfast with, since my roomie has been MIA (missing in action for you civilians) for the entire weekend with the exception of some my beer funneling digestive pryotechnics, he's no where to be found. I sincerely hope everyone has a great weekend, but now it's back to reality as of tomorrow.

Current iTunes: Usher - Seduction

I've been unusually pathetic with these past couple updates, which have been spaced past an excusable amount of time. So what's new? Too much time to think, too much time to do just about everything. I've spent a lot of my time thinking about and missing my friends lately, I can't wait to come home and be with them. All the parties Jayme has been having is making my head spin; I'm jealous. I talked to Davie P. the other day, and apparently his whole school is flooded (Keene State), as is a good portion of the North East after getting hammered with rain. Here, the weather has been nice, it's been cooler (thank God), like in the mid 70's to upper 60's.

Alright, so Fort Bragg has a psychological training job school about a mile up the road, with a bunch of AIT Students, who just finished basic training. Well, this Sunday morning, the drill sergeants decided to take their students the our dining facility, which unfortunately for us happens to put us between the dining facility and the student's barracks. So at 0900, they came marching through calling cadence, waking EVERYONE who lives here up. Now, the drill sergeants know better, they are not supposed to march the students through here at all, especially on a weekend calling cadences as loud as possible. But little did I know, since the permanent party soldiers are such alcoholic lushes, they were passed out from the night of drinking before, all over the ground and picnic tables. I will describe the picture. You see my friend Brian passed out with his ballistic helmet, a bottle of JD, a spiderman blanket, a cigarette, and his boxer shorts. You also see "redneck Davis" passed out with his bottle, and cowboy hat. Finally, there is one other cat, and obviously he's pretty wasted in that picture too. Well, since the AIT students haven't been exposed to alcohol or tobacco for at least 4 months, they thought this was hysterical to see all of these guys laid out with bottles all over the ground, and fortunately I was there to witness the looks on their faces as they walked by, but I also witnessed the DS's reaction to it, and it was just as funny, because he flipped out and started to yell at the passed out soldiers, who were more then a little confused at this point. All in all a pretty good weekend capped a long week, but with just a little too much time to miss certain people.

Take care.

This painting belongs to my good friend Heidi. I promised her I would post it online for people to see. I hope she's able to give more of it to me so I can put it up.

Technical Update: I've reworked some of the HTML and such to get a different vibe to OhCole.com.

I've been hellishly busy the past week with work and such. The past two nights have been pretty tame, for the most part. Although I went to the FireHouse last night and mainlined about 10 shots of tequila. I've been exploring some Halloween costume ideas, this should be an interesting one.

Ok, although I'm pretty good (for the most part) when it comes to what the democrats describe as "tolerant", referring to different cultures. I'm a firm believer of having a solid work ethic as well at least appearing as professional as possible within a professional work environment. Ok, so my point here is, what the hell is the story on EBONICS!? Honestly, how can an entire breed of individuals butcher the English language to the extent where it takes a poorly educated white kid to translate it? I realize southern students are born into the deeper states with an educational disadvantage, but at least make an attempt to straighten out your adverbs and pronounce every letter in a word to demonstrate you have at least a general understanding of proper communication. What pisses me off, is that more then half of my company speaks with this drawl, and it forces the minorities to constantly say "What?" "WHAT!?" until it eventually turns into "Wha? Wha?". Then it hit me, laziness is a portion of mis-pronounced words. Pretty soon instead of saying "What?" as I attempt to translate, or "Wha?" it will eventually end up just being a shoulder shrug and a cheap gold chain around my neck. Ok, I'm done ranting, and I'm not racist, I'm discriminatory against the whole concept of ebonics.

Still maintaining a pretty good workout regiment, however I've been so busy getting my stuff together to move to New Hampshire that I have had to cut my daily workouts measurably shorter.

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Oh My goodness oh my goodness oh my goodness. Where to start? Where to end? Let me briefly summarize the past week. Work has been great, especially since the end is approaching. I was able to head up to New England this weekend, which was a more then needed break from reality. Seeing Emily was so relaxing, I had such a good time, I didn't want to leave. Her roomies were great too, they were funny as hell, and their humor kept me rolling the entire time I stayed there. Just being there reminded me of how much I miss New England, minus the temperatures, which I find frigid, but still gorgeous. I also went and checked out my future apartment, and it's HOT! It's about 5 minutes from the campus, and it actually has a really great view of the mountains, which is something I'm not really used to while being enslaved in North Carolina.

Current Reading: 100 People Screwing Up America, By Bernard Goldberg
Great book, absolutely eye opening look into a political analysist and repuclican warrior's suggestive opinion against people who he tenderly puts as "screwing up America". Just to throw some names on his list, Michael Jackson, Eminem, Ricky and Kathy Hilton, Todd Goldman, Al Franken. The goes on, at least until 100 people, and you can be sure that Michael Moore on the top of the list.

Unfortunately I don't have much more time to write now, but I will expound later.