Laborer

As I lay here, trapped in perfection I realize my surroundings. A rhythm banging in my ears deafening my perception to what happens around me. A repeated impact in my hands as cold steel meets precious metal. The neverending recoil of the collision shakes me to my very core, leaving my legs sore and quivering. Yet I continue on as this labor, is a labor of love. The crashes somehow seem to sync with the rythmic banging in my ears. The cold metallic clangs and the ear shattering booms become one along with the small flashes of blue. My hands, aching and red, begin to tighten into wretched shapes as my muscles tense. Yet I still keep pounding away. The others tell me to stop. They can't take the incessant noise, the clash of passion meeting my only outlet. I will not stop. I can not stop. The twangs and roaring booms must go on. After hours of the work I sit my utensils down. Heavy eyes and throbbing limbs, I sleep. Putting my work on a small hiatus until the following day. Then again it starts with rapid clangs sprays of blue light and thundering tones till my body can't take it anymore.

A Long Awaited Return.

It's been a while since my last post and I really have no excuse for my absence. I could blame it on a lot of things but I'm not going to. Things have been difficult lately. It seems like everything around me is in fast forward and I'm just stuck at regular speed. Most things seem like they are deteriorating right in front of me. The only things that keep me sane anymore are Emily and my hobbies. With the exception of Emily, everything is different. Nothing feels the same as it used to. I'm afraid that I am changing. The only problem is that I don't think I like who I am changing into. As much as I hate to blame this on anything I think the major cause of all of this is where I live. This house, this environment is suffocating me. I need to get out, I need to escape. The only problem is that I can't. I just don't have the means to right now. The best I can do is put on my headphones drown out everything and keep my head up. So I guess that's what I'm going to do to the best of my ability anyway. I just hope things start looking up soon...

Jamie Livingston,

I came across this article while using Stumbleupon click here if you want to read the aritcle. I didn't even read it all and was instantly interested in doing what this man did. He took one single picture every day for like 18 years. I think I'm going to start doing that soon. Expect my blog to have a daily post containing one picture very soon.

Hello Again.

Sorry about my absence from posting lately. For some reason my mind was other places for a while. I was really surprised to see how many views I had when I logged back on tonight. They more than doubled since I saw them last. But anyway enough about that and down to the real topic of my post here. The other night I had a dream. I don't often dream so every dream is special to me. Most of my dreams are very straight forward and don't need much interpreting. This particular dream was not so straight forward. In this dream I saw a perpetual motion machine. If you do not know what perpetual motion is then let me explain, straight from Wikipidia. Perpetual motion describes hypothetical machines that operate or produce useful work indefinitely and, more generally, hypothetical machines that produce more work or energy than they consume, whether they might operate indefinitely or not. They say hypothetical because perpetual motion is physically impossible because of the first and second laws of thermodynamics. The machine I saw in my dream was working quite well. It looked like it had been running for a long time. After watching the machine for quite a while I started to notice that things weren't running right. The machine was breaking and not fulfilling its purpose and doing the work it was intended to do. Before I could do anything about it the perfect machine was falling apart in front of my eyes. Bits and pieces were flying everywhere. After some deep thought I interpreted this dream. I realized that the perpetual motion machine represented my friendship. It was perpetual because that's how most friendships are, everlasting. But even the most perfect machines don't always work as well as intended. Even perfect machines need maintenance. I think my previous friendships are not doing as well as they used to be. I would like to fix this. I miss my friends. I never see anyone anymore and so much has changed. Don't get me wrong, I like how things are going now but it's just kind of depressing to see everyone going their own way without even the common conversation anymore. I can't help but feel like it's my fault somehow but deep down I know things like this happen. I guess all I can do is try my best to keep in touch and hopefully others will try just as much. That's about all I have to say tonight. Expect to see more posts from now on. And baby cakes, I love you!

Oh my love Oh it was a funny little thing To be the ones to've seen.

Have you ever wondered what it would be like to live the life of a dog? I have always been personally curious about this ever since I was a wee lad. I never understood why people were offended by being called a dog. It always seemed so appealing to me. You did whatever you want all day. When I was little the obvious pros were being able to smell things incredibly well, always having someone to play with, and various other childish wishes. Now it's a bit different. A common house dog's life seems ideal for many other reasons. Reason number one is that dogs are completely 100 percent care free. They don't worry about anything, everything they need is provided for them. Food, water, shelter, entertainment. Dogs also don't have to worry about going to work or making enough money or waking up on time. Life would be so much easier without all those worries. The second reason is that most dogs have the undivided pure love of their owner. No matter what a dog does in most cases it will still be loved and cherished. A dog could shit on the floor and get a harsh scolding but an hour or so later they are mans best friend again. In some cases a dog could bite or maim someone and still be loved by their companion. Reason number 3 is that dogs are satisfied with the smallest form of entertainment. Dogs are so easily entertained. All they need is a squeaky toy or a stick to chew on and they are busy for hours. Even without any of that they still find entertainment, chasing their tail, sniffing other dogs butts, ect. Reason number 4 is that a dog always has a best friend: their owner. It's like having a life long partner always by your side. Over all it just seems like the ideal life style for me. Fortunately I have the things that matter most in my life now. I always have my best friend: Emily. I am unconditionally loved by her and in return I unconditionally love her back. She is always by my side no matter what. Those two things make up for the stress from work or the lack of entertainment. All of the uncertainty and hopeless feelings that seem to collect and dwell are somehow dissipated. Like walking out of a smoky room and getting a breath of fresh air. I don't know how I ever survived without her. I'm at a loss for words so I will end this with a video.

 

I hope you like this song, Emily because for some reason it reminds me of you.

I love you cupcake :-)

Life is a yo-yo, and mankind ties knots in the string.

Good evening everyone. Tonight I bring you more yo-yos. Only a few that I am thinking about getting. This is going to be a rough decision.

This first one is the 44 by Yoyofactory. It's supposed to be a great throw but I haven't heard much about it. It seems like it has a nice shape and a fair standard bearing. For 85 bucks this throw seems nice.

 This beauty right here is the Singularity by String Theory. This is a stunning throw. High quality metal with a nice bead blasted finish. It can take a few different response systems which is a major plus. It also has a nicer stock bearing. This throw is only 79 bucks.

This is the Bass Line by 3Yo3. All pretty standard. Decent bearing and flowable silicone response. This is supposed to be a solid player.

This is the Void by ILOVEYOYO. Also a very standard throw. The response on the site says it is Red Hot SILYYcone. I have no idea what that is but I suspect it is a brand specific type of flowable silicone. This throw is only 70 bucks.

This is the Mini Mo-Tu by Yoyojam. It's not all metal like the rest. It is also smaller. It has a double O-ring response and a standard bearing. It is only 42 bucks. Quite a steal if you ask me. Well that's about all for tonight. I love you Emily!

Fweepa niaga. Tolpa da bunky dunko.

Achuta mikiyuna. In case you are wondering I was speaking Huttese. It is a language derived from Star Wars. Unfortunately it's not a complete language yet. I hope to learn to speak it fluently some day. Yes I am that big of a nerd. Other than me geeking out, today I learned how to play Such Great Heights covered by Iron and Wine on guitar. My wonderful girlfriend and I are going to start a band and we are going to do this song as our first. I learned most of it a while ago but I couldn't quite get it down. Today I really got it down. It only took an hour or so to really get a grasp on the song. Now I can almost play it seamlessly, but sloppy. I will work out the kinks over the next couple of days. I should have it perfected by the end of the week. I am shopping for a new yo-yo for Christmas. I am having problems finding any in stock on all the major stores. Hopefully a mass restock will happen sometime soon. Speaking of presents, I have some shopping to do. I want to get a little something for everyone in my family and especially Emily. I have so many ideas on what to get her, yet I can't decide on any single one. I'm thinking I will get her a few things but I'm still unsure as to what exactly they will be. Well I don't know what else to say tonight so I guess I'm cutting this one short. And Emily, I love you baby cakes.