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I Really SUCK!

2007-08-30T22:46:00.000-04:00

Just a little post to say how much I suck. I suck so much that Hoover is putting out a line of industrial vacuum cleaners in my name. I suck so hard that James Cameron actually used me on the set of the Titanic to suck the massive boat underwater. I once sucked so badly that NASA wanted to use me to simulate the effects of a near to earth black hole.
Just thought you might want to know this....Till next time!

Love, Jamie

Come Back to Texas

2007-04-15T20:21:00.000-04:00

For the past couple of weekends I've been working for a ruthless taskmaster. Not because I want to, but because I must. She has fashioned an idea in her crafty little mind, and I was chosen to bring about its completion. What's worse? She pays me nothing. My job was to drive around our beloved city and film some of the various landmarks that make it unique. That's not all though. I then had to edit all the footage and create a sort of "music video" to a song that she had preselected. I think the final cut showcases our city quite nicely. Have a look.

On The Lot

2007-02-18T13:21:00.000-05:00

This spring FOX is going to air a new show called On The Lot. The show will be kind of like American Idol, but for film makers. Contestants will create a new short film every week and viewers will vote for their favorite. The winner gets a developement deal with Dreamworks. You can go to www.onthelot.com and watch the films that have been submited. Alot of them are crap, but there are some gems. THIS ONE is, of course, my favorite. VOTE OR DIE!

Cry For Help

2007-02-09T19:48:00.000-05:00

Here's what's new:

1. Ben is a liar. Ok, that's not so new, but he does show early stages of O.C.D.

2. David has been binge eating. It's getting out of control.

I think it's a cry for help.

Sigh

2006-10-25T20:34:00.000-04:00

....yawn....

Prioritizing the Priorities

2006-09-09T19:10:00.000-04:00

Maybe resurrecting the old blog wasn't such a good idea. Between work and school, I don't have much time for anything.
The original thought process went something like this: Since I'm taking English Composition it might be a good idea to awaken the sleeping blog. This way people will grow to love me again and I'll get some much needed writing practice. Time though, doesn't seem to care about my desire for the people's love. Nor for my need to practice writing. In fact, as I write this I have homework that is going unfinished.
This new need to prioritize my time has me all out of whack. I’m used to being able to waste countless hours doing whatever I feel like, but now every minute is accounted for. It sucks.
It’s kind of ironic I guess. When I had all the time I wanted, I lacked the desire to blog; now I finally regain the desire, but lack the time.
I’ll try to hit you up at least once a week with something new. I promise.

The Great Recrudescence

2006-09-01T18:46:00.000-04:00

So, like I was saying before, it’s not all that bad once you get past the grotesqueness of the inner palpebral gland…But, I’m not saying I would go out of my way to experience this sort of erotica. That is where we left off, is it not?

“Oh my God!!!” You must be saying right now. “He’s blogging again!!!” Well before you get all hot and bothered I just want to take a brief moment and say. SHUT YOUR FILTHY LITTLE MOUTHS. I will not tolerate ANY of you little brats asking annoying questions about why I’m back or what I’ve been up to. Ok, maybe that’s a little harsh. You are my core followers. I mean, if you’re actually reading this right now, that means that for the last 10 months that Systemite.net has been in hibernation, you probably checked back here at least once a week hoping earnestly that you would find new content. Do you know what that makes you? Well, a couple of things actually. For 1, it makes you an extremely dedicated, faithful, believing fan and/or follower of systemite.net. And 2, it makes you…well to be blunt it makes you a complete loser. Sorry, it’s true. I love you anyway.

What I'm really trying to say is that I will explain in due time my purpose for restoring Systemite.net, and I might even fill you in on the last 10 months…If you behave yourselves. Until then, snack on these.

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Lola

2006-01-08T17:00:00.000-05:00

Her name was Lola, she was a showgirl
With yellow feathers in her hair and a dress cut down to there.....

In memory of the tiniest, cutest little puppy the world could've ever known.

..sniff..

Thanksgiving Prayer

2005-11-24T16:25:00.000-05:00

Lord, I thank thee, that I am not as other men are, Idiots.

(right click and "save link as...")

Pictures

2005-11-11T22:18:00.000-05:00

After hours of resizing pictures and attempting to learn some Javascript, I finally put together a little site for all the wedding pictures. I had big plans for it, but limited knowhow, and since I didn't want to take forever to get it up and running, I decided to simplify it a bit. There are alot of pictures on there, and there not really in chronological order, but I'm sure you'll manage. Let me know if you run across any problems. Enjoy!

www.jamieandheidi.com

Skinhead

2005-11-10T23:16:00.000-05:00

I was feeling pretty adventurous Sunday. The voices told me to shave my head. I've never been one to argue with the voices, so I immediately dropped what I was doing and got Heidi to work her best magic. Here's what happened...

Kittens

2005-11-03T22:01:00.000-05:00

I've been quite detatched from the world of blogging lately. I just don't have the inspiration to post regularly. It's not like I'm super busy with more important stuff, I just haven't felt like keeping up with the blog. Infact it seems like ever since the wedding I haven't done much of anything. It's weird how marriage changes people. It's definetly made me lazier.
Speaking of the wedding, I'm working on a picture website. It should be ready within the next few days, so keep an eye out for that.
M-E-O-W
I'm a little kitten.

Video

2005-10-20T20:30:00.000-04:00

Here are a few small clips from the reception, courtesy of Nadia Paone. Quite amusing.

Right click and "save link as..."

White Wedding

2005-10-15T00:24:00.002-04:00

Hey little sister what have you done
Hey little sister who's the only one
Hey little sister who's your superman
Hey little sister who's the one you want
Hey little sister shot gun!

It's a nice day to start again
It's a nice day for a white wedding
It's a nice day to start again.

Hey little sister what have you done
Hey little sister who's the only one
I've been away for so long (so long)
I've been away for so long (so long)
I let you go for so long

It's a nice day to start again (come on)
It's a nice day for a white wedding
It's a nice day to start again.

(Pick it up)

Take me back home
There is nothin' fair in this world
There is nothin' safe in this world
And there's nothin' sure in this world
And there's nothin' pure in this world
Look for something left in this world
Start again
Come on

It's a nice day for a white wedding
It's a nice day to start again.
It's a nice day for a white wedding
It's a nice day to start again

Shut your g@&d%#n mouth

2005-10-03T19:44:00.000-04:00

6 days till I loose my freedom. Everybody is telling me not to get married, but I don't care. I'm doing it anyway. I wonder though, does my co-worker, the one who likes to burn stuff for fun, the one who likes to watch stuff melt, the one who once "walked from Austin to Dallas....and back", the one who got fired from his previous job of cleaning out construction site porta-potties, the one who annoys every last one of his co-workers, because he doesn't shut up ever, the one who always manages to insult or offend someone is some way every day, the one who called in sick one day (without pay) so he could go get 45 dollars worth of food stamps, does this guy he really think that anything he could ever do or say would cause me to change my mind about getting married?

Shopping

2005-09-20T19:54:00.000-04:00

My quest for a new car has begun. Actually it began Friday when I got off work. I went down to the Toyota dealership. The bastards all but laughed in my face when I told them how much I wanted my monthly payments to me. Granted, I was being a bit unreasonable, but I figured I'd start low.
Last year when I was buying my truck, I told the man I had to have my payments under $250 a month. Five minutes later he asks "So you said you want to keep them under $350?" I laughed and told him again "$250!!!!" Five minutes later... "I think I've got the perfect truck for you and the payment is just under $350 like you wanted it." This happened about 3 more times until he realized I wasn't budging.
So this time around I figure I'll try a new approach, since car salesmen aren't real people anyway, I figure I'll just be rude, blunt, demanding and take absolutely no crap whatsoever. OR, I could buy a Scion. Why? Well, Scions have a set price. "No haggle" they call it. It makes for a less stressful experience, kinda like buying something at Wal-Mart. No stress, right? Ok, bad example. I hate Wal-mart. Nothing but stress. But the point is, you wouldn't try to talk down the price of an x-box. Why should you have to with a car.

My car (a love story)

2005-09-15T19:14:00.000-04:00

My car and I have been going out for a little over 3 years and I admit she's been real good to me. Taken me everywhere I've ever needed to go. I still remember the first time I saw her. She was sitting there in the parking lot, covered in leaves that had fallen from the tree she was parked under. I knew then that she was the one I wanted to be with.
The last guy she was with treated her real good, but he told me that he had his eye on a hot model that was much younger. True my car is no model, but I loved her for other reasons. That's not to say she was ugly either. After all her years, she still had a great body. I guess you could say it was love at first sight, cause she went home with me that night and has been with me ever since.
For awhile it seemed that we were inseparable. Wherever I would go, she would go with me. Never giving me any problems worth worrying too much about. We really did have a good couple of years.
Then, about 6 months ago I started noticing a change in her attitude. At first I shrugged it off as a passing phase. "She just needs some TLC" I thought, so I gave her a tune up. Unfortunately this didn't fix the problem. She was still being sluggish. Over time the problems only grew, and it seemed as though we were drifting further and further apart. By the beginning of summer she was having one breakdown after another. It seemed that no matter how much I cared for her, nothing could fix our problems, as they were rooted deep within her electrical system.
I stayed with her all summer, despite having no A/C, thinking that if I could just make it through the summer things would get better.
Then just last Monday I noticed that her brake lights wouldn't turn off. A small piece of plastic had shattered off of her brake pedal and without going into too much detail, this caused her brake lights to stay on constantly. I hand carved a piece of cork to fit where the plastic had been, but I knew from that point on that this relationship was coming to an end.
I honestly don't know where we went wrong. Maybe it was that time I let her run out of gas, or all those times I neglected her when I knew she needed my attention, but somewhere along the way we drifted apart. I guess it's really my fault. I drove her away...Now she's driving me crazy.

Spaghetti & Meatballs

2005-09-13T22:02:00.000-04:00

Sauce

2 large cans tomato sauce
1 can (12 ounce) tomato paste
1-2 tablespoons olive oil
2-3 tablespoons fresh garlic (chopped)
1 teaspoon parsley
1 teaspoon sweet basil
1 teaspoon oregano

Meatballs

1 pound ground beef
1 pound ground pork
1 cup bread crumbs
1 cup Parmesan cheese
4 eggs
1 cup cold water

In a saucepan mix tomato sauce, tomato paste, olive oil, garlic, and
spices. Simmer over low heat. Mix beef, pork, and bread crumbs. Beat
the eggs lightly with the water and add to the meat mixture. Mix
well. Roll into balls, drop into the sauce and cover. Cook over low
heat 3 to 4 hours to thoroughly cook meatballs. Serve over pasta with
garlic bread.
This meatball recipe will serve 6 to 8.

Yummy!!

Lost

2005-09-07T21:59:00.000-04:00

I got goosebumps yesterday when I saw a commercial for the second season of the best show on television, "Lost". The very next commercial was advertising "season 1 now on dvd." My hands started shaking from excitement.
Ok, so I'm exaggerating a little, but it really is an excellent show. It always keeps me thinking.
If you haven't seen it, you really shouldn't be wasting so much time reading blogs. Go start watching it before you realize that you can't live without it.

Once again we're gonna drop some science...

2005-09-05T11:02:00.000-04:00

It's weird how this blogging stuff works. One would reason that the longer one goes without blogging, the more they would have to say when they finally do continue blogging, but for me it's just the opposite. The longer I go without blogging, the less I can think of to blog about. After a few weeks of not blogging it starts weighing on my conscience, so I'll sit in front of my computer and stare blankly at my decaying blog, trying to think of a good topic to write about. Of coarse it's worthless by this point. I can think of nothing that, in my opinion, my readers would care to read about. After a few of these unproductive brainstorming episodes, I'll get frustrated with myself and begin contemplating shutting down the blog completely. If I can't think of anything to say, why have a blog up.
It's usually at that point where I'll pick the very next thought that enters my head and start typing. Once again saving my blog from fading away into obscurity and nothingness. I wonder though. Next time will you be so lucky?

I've got nothing to say to you

2005-08-31T18:56:00.000-04:00

Blogging is so not cool today. Maybe Tomorrow.

IQ

2005-08-25T21:00:00.000-04:00

I stumbled onto this online IQ test and figured I'd give it a go. I was pretty sure I'd score really badly and never talk about it with anybody...ever. Some of the questions were pretty difficult and I know I got at least one wrong, but my final score was 138. I had no idea if that was good or bad so I did some research and found out that a score of 138 puts me in the 99.4350805958th percentile. Which, to put it in layman's terms is "pretty F-ing good."
Here's something funny I read:
"Apparently, the IQ gives a good indication of the occupational group that a person will end up in, though not of course the specific occupation." Here's a little list they had up:

140	Top Civil Servants; Professors and Research Scientists.
130	Physicians and Surgeons; Lawyers; Engineers (Civil and Mechanical)
120	School Teachers; Pharmacists; Accountants; Nurses; Stenographers; Managers.
110	Foremen; Clerks; Telephone Operators; Salesmen; Policemen; Electricians.
100+	Machine Operators; Shopkeepers; Butchers; Welders; Sheet Metal Workers.
100-	Warehousemen; Carpenters; Cooks and Bakers; Small Farmers; Truck and Van Drivers.
90	Laborers; Gardeners; Upholsterers; Farmhands; Miners; Factory Packers and Sorters.

What's sad is that I am what would best be described as a "Warehouseman" my official title being "Warehouse Specialist." According to this chart, I'm in the wrong line of work.
Anyways I guess what I'm trying to say with this post is that I'm smarter than you and always have been. The only thing that's changed is now I know it.

Quicky

2005-08-24T22:04:00.000-04:00

I was starting to go through withdrawals without my precious internet, but I'm finally moved in and back online. I have alot of catching up to do, so I'm gonna cut this one short and leave you longing for more. Sorry.

Gotta go

2005-08-12T23:25:00.000-04:00

Time to pack up and move again. This time I'm only moving about 20 minutes away, but I may not have internet access for a week or three. Try your best to get along without me. It's really not that long. You'll be fine. Aah, who am I kidding? Your lives suck with without me, and you're gonna be miserable....Time to unplug.

Imagine

2005-08-07T19:43:00.000-04:00

I haven't really been in a blogging mood lately, thus the quietness in systemdom. I can just picture all your faces as you excitedly make your way to systemite.net, dreaming of all the wonderful things you'll find there. Dreaming of how the magical words you read here, lift you up and get you through every day, making your dull lives seem as exciting as mine, because I write in such a manner that it's as if you are experiencing everything that I am sharing with you. You gleefully finish typing t-e-.-n-e-t still dreaming of what new feelings a new post might bring to you. You finally hit enter and to your dismay the page loads the same way it has for the last week and a half. Your high is gone, you feel betrayed and unloved. Crazy thoughts run through your head. Is he cheating on me with another reader? Does he love her? Or is it a he? What is it they have that I don't have? It ruins your whole day as it's the only thing you can think about no matter how hard you try to persuade yourself that you're so over it. You try other blogs. Anything to ease the pain, the loneliness is overwhelming. Nothing helps. Other blogs seem so pointless and shallow. None of them make you feel like systemite.net made you feel. Soon you're visiting the site every half hour. Your desperate and just typing out the letters makes you feel a little bit closer to me. If nothing else, you do it for that little drop of hope you get every time you hit that enter key. Maybe this time there will be something new for me to read.
Tears roll from your bloodshot eyes making their way down your cold pale cheeks. You haven't slept in days. Rolling the cursor over the systemite.net banner over and over again keeps you sane. You do this for hours. It makes you think about me and the next bunch of random words I will so masterfully arrange on this page to form pure perfection in blogging.
Then one day, a day just like today when your last ounce of hope is all you have left, you try one more time and to your surprise there it is a brand new post and its beautiful and it's long and you'll read it 37 times before you go about your day. Everything seems better now. The sun shines again and so do you. I'm sorry I was gone for so long.