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springfang's schizophrenia: I take my new FrogPad for a test drive.
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Wednesday, July 9, 2008. I take my new FrogPad for a test drive. Well, I finished posting all of the old MySpace blog stories. and now here comes my first real blog post ever. Bleh. So I just received my new and functioning FrogPad today. What's a FrogPad, you ask? Why, it's a small, one-handed keyboard, of course! Not only does that look like a residential area, it also looks like the address is a house that has been flattened! And so I lay awake at night, fretting over my poor, lost keyboard. When ...
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springfang's schizophrenia: Nature is my Internet
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Saturday, September 27, 2008. Nature is my Internet. I think I may be near death at the moment. I went to bed around 3:00 AM this morning, only to find myself awake at 5:00 AM and completely unable to sleep. I lay there for two hours before giving up - I just didn't feel tired. A bit later I went to Lowe's to buy some vegetation killer for my increasingly ill-conceived front yard rehabilitation project. I spent an hour or so spraying it all over the place and breathing in the delicious fumes. December 7,...
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springfang's schizophrenia: September 2008
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Saturday, September 27, 2008. Nature is my Internet. I think I may be near death at the moment. I went to bed around 3:00 AM this morning, only to find myself awake at 5:00 AM and completely unable to sleep. I lay there for two hours before giving up - I just didn't feel tired. A bit later I went to Lowe's to buy some vegetation killer for my increasingly ill-conceived front yard rehabilitation project. I spent an hour or so spraying it all over the place and breathing in the delicious fumes. The stories...
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springfang's schizophrenia: March 2007
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Thursday, March 8, 2007. I need to find someone who can heal my mind. As if there weren't enough of these out there, here is my very own "coming of age" story:. Needless to say, these subtle attempts to discover my friends' potential alien dealings were always met with strange looks and whispered comments. It was becoming clear that my god-status, and even my abductions, were completely and totally abnormal. So the Thosites won, the Basilites were eradicated, and I finally realized that I'm a pretty awes...
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springfang's schizophrenia: September 2006
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Thursday, September 28, 2006. One of 3 assignments I actually did in 10th grade. So, here for your enjoyment is my poorly written poem. Glistening in a divine, whitish way,. Held lovingly in her soft, delicate hands,. Her mind pondering and thinking,. Twisting ideas around and trying to decide. She stands still, like a grazing cow. And a purpose is planted. Turning, she reaches and pulls open a drawer. Reaching, grasping, clawing for the necessary tool. She closes her hand and brings out. Wednesday, Sept...
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springfang's schizophrenia: July 2008
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Wednesday, July 30, 2008. Graffiti for the workplace. Plus, a FrogPad update. I work on vital statistics software. The softwar. E is used by several States to process birth and death events. Perhaps I will talk more about what I do some other time, but it's not important right now. What matters is that we are the "Vit. Al Statistics team" where I work, and often we are just called "Vitals". From my office, there is a Chevron visible acr. One tag that always managed to stick around. There was some disagre...
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springfang's schizophrenia: January 2007
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Wednesday, January 17, 2007. My two favorite things are commitment and changing myself. One gorgeous day when the happy sun was spreading joy across the rose butterflies' emerald green valley of beauty and splendor, a most joyous event occurred. A caterpillar had recently cocooned itself on the stem of a rose that was the most stunning of any rose that had ever grown in the valley, and on this day the chrysalis opened, revealing a butterfly which was truly a sight to behold! But all was not well. The sto...
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springfang's schizophrenia: October 2006
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Monday, October 23, 2006. For Brunhilda, with love. Once, long ago, in the darkest recesses of the deepest pits of the foulest corners of Hell, an evil little creature was sick. This was certainly not uncommon, for it was Hell and pretty much every bad thing happens there on a fairly constant basis (not every. Bad thing happens there since annoying phone conversations are considered too awful even for Hell). Anyway, what was. It was absorbed as well! Actually, it was more of a WHOOOSSHHHH! Than a poof, b...
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springfang's schizophrenia: Graffiti for the workplace. Plus, a FrogPad update.
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Wednesday, July 30, 2008. Graffiti for the workplace. Plus, a FrogPad update. I work on vital statistics software. The softwar. E is used by several States to process birth and death events. Perhaps I will talk more about what I do some other time, but it's not important right now. What matters is that we are the "Vit. Al Statistics team" where I work, and often we are just called "Vitals". From my office, there is a Chevron visible acr. One tag that always managed to stick around. There was some disagre...
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springfang's schizophrenia: June 2007
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Monday, June 11, 2007. A story from my childhood. There was once a little lad who lived amongst the purple pansies of The Royal Slaughter Fields. He was quite happy within his purple pansy paradise - being surrounded by these perpetual symbols of thought reminded him of the importance of self-observation and quiet reflection. Although, on his more cynical days they simply reminded him of man's bastardization of nature, and he would silently curse the practice of forced cross-breeding. And so this small l...
