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  <title>"HC svnt dracones"</title>
  <subtitle>Nicholas</subtitle>
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    <name>Nicholas</name>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:graudrakon:200360</id>
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    <title>how I've changed</title>
    <published>2009-12-24T08:58:46Z</published>
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    <content type="html">So I realized recently that I am a totally different person than I was a year or even 6 months ago.  Namely I no longer care for learning little bits of trivia, or odd random branches of science that I wont use.  In fact all of all of the "educational" shows on tv that I used to love watching be they about physics or hitler now bore me, I find their knowledge to lack any substance or depth.  I only seem to care about learning that is directly applicable to life in some way.  In fact most of my mind now seems to be goal oriented and a lot of my emotional state is taken up with not being happy about the rate at which I accomplish things.  Whether it is a story I am blocked on or some aspect of programming I don't know yet or a book I am not finished with yet.  I have in short become some weird form of type A personality, how odd.</content>
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    <title>graudrakon @ 2009-12-20T03:16:00</title>
    <published>2009-12-20T11:16:16Z</published>
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    <content type="html">parties at hacker dojo have a very weird atmosphere to them, first the fact that you can have conversations and go, "let me show you what I'm talking about on YouTube" or "Let me wikipedia it for you" totally changes how conversations work.  Second, conversations more often then not have content, discuss relevant things that people are interested in hearing instead of just party banter.  Last all the guys are on the dance floor while girls sit in the corner to shy to join in.</content>
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    <title>graudrakon @ 2009-12-14T17:53:00</title>
    <published>2009-12-15T01:53:08Z</published>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:graudrakon:199626</id>
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    <title>graudrakon @ 2009-12-10T09:42:00</title>
    <published>2009-12-10T17:42:39Z</published>
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    <content type="html">i find it amusing that I, a homeless person, am the only one who is not feeling the cold.</content>
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    <title>graudrakon @ 2009-12-08T11:28:00</title>
    <published>2009-12-08T19:28:17Z</published>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:graudrakon:198988</id>
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    <title>Hari Kari Out</title>
    <published>2009-12-08T13:34:16Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-08T13:34:55Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hari Kari ---  Also called Sepuku, is the act of ritual suicide of Japanese samurai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	Jeff, the manager, was giving us a motivational speech.  The man was so depressingly upbeat his sacrine monologues made my teeth hurt, though that was probably do to how I growned them to hold back my hatered.  I want to vomit on him, on his stupid smile, on the way he makes everything positive, on his happiness.  He's alive, he shouldn't be happy, no one should be happy!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	The rare metals in his Prius's battery are going to do more damage to the environment than all the gasoline he saved.  In three years the Blackberry he loves so much will be picked apart by a small village in china for the gold wiring, the chemicals they use will kill their children before they're thirty.  Every &amp;ldquo;Espresso Con Panna&amp;rdquo; he orders at starbucks is at the expense of some worker in guatamala who will work a fortnight to earn the three bucks he pays for that shit drink.  Why is he happy?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	As he yammers on about actuallizing our positive intent and visualizing some bullshit or other I finger the knife under my coat.  It's a huge thing I bought at a flee market.  The sort of thing duschbags buy because they think it makes them look tough.  It's so overly sized I could probably bludgeon some one down with it as easy as stab them but it is dramatic, and dramatic is what I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	Jeff goes on about focusing on our &amp;ldquo;Wow factor&amp;rdquo; and I want to &amp;ldquo;get dramatic&amp;rdquo; right then and there just to shut up the torrent of stupidity of slop pouring out of his mouth.  But I don't, not yet. It's nice to have these dreams, dreams where people get what they deserve, where the idiots realized just how painfully stupid they are, but none of that will happen here.  I would just be labeled a lunatic and another excuse for the schools to spend more on &amp;ldquo;encouraging the right attitude&amp;rdquo; which would just produce more pissed off kids like me and more idiots like Jeff there.  I suppose when I put it that way it doesn't sound so bad, me in my own little way producing a whole new generation of knifings.  But that's not the plan, that wont fix things, even if it is what the world deserves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	He finishes his stupidity with everyone giving a half hearted, &amp;ldquo;hurrah,&amp;rdquo; and we go to work.  Neil opens the doors and greets the first customer, &amp;ldquo;Welcome to Hari Kari Out; we nearly kill ourselves to make you happy&amp;rdquo; That particular piece of drivel was Jeff's idea one good idea he has ever had something shocking to get attention and thus money.  And like most good ideas, when the rare one comes by me it inspires me, reminds me that there is hope in the world if I will only seize it.  I feel the knife in my coat against my body a reassuring weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	Neil takes the customers order as I wait for the days first delivery order.  I like Neil, when he was young he decided that life was shit and that he might as well score as much pot and pussy as he could while he was stuck here.  When he got older he realized that pussy was attached to women who ultimately are people the main purveyors of shit, now he mostly just does the pot.  If only I could content myself to such a simple life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	The first delivery order is in and that means I'm off.  I make a dozen deliveries that morning, each one I had time to spare, each person so polite to me.  Makes me sick.  One a little old lady was so kind and such a generous tipper I wanted to throw her to the floor and punch her face in until she would say some profanity, till she fought back, or did something to deserve that beating.  Of course I didn't that still isn't the plan and wouldn't accomplish anything.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	Many of my deliveries are to children.  The parents to lazy to take ten minuets to cook instead order this crap for their kids.  CHILDREN!  Even I wouldn't do that to children.  Kids haven't seen how fucked up the world is yet, they just might fix our mistakes someday.  Each and every one has a tiny potential to actually not be a fuck up like everyone else and these people would rather fill their stomachs with this feces I'm delivering, and set them in front of a X-box for 12 hours so they can go fuck in the back room.  There goes any hope for the world in the next 40 years, lets hope your kids grow up to realize how fucked up they are and at least try to raise there kids right.  Fucking parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	I wish one of these people would bitch about the service, I finger the knife.  Just one complaint is the only excuse I need to cover the porch in blood.  Let there kids see, maybe they will realize life isn't a fucking game then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	Finally after hours of agonizingly kind people I get one.  Just the one I was looking for, a beautiful asshole sent by god as answer to my prayers.  &amp;ldquo;Took you long enough dick-wad,&amp;rdquo; he says, a frat boy with a whole gang of drunk douche-bags with him who thinks he's funny, &amp;ldquo;We've been waiting 25 minuets, isn't it free or something now?&amp;rdquo;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&amp;ldquo;No,&amp;rdquo; his friend remarks behind him, &amp;ldquo;that's Hari-Kari Out, he's supposed to commit sepuku now,&amp;rdquo; he says and laughs.  They don't notice the knife coming out of my jacket, their faces change as I cut across the belly, blood spilling out like a jug of red wine slowly tipped over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&amp;ldquo;I'm sorry I failed you,&amp;rdquo; I say.  I try to sound like I really am sorry, &amp;ldquo;can you ever forgive this humble servant.&amp;rdquo;  Douche-1 is in shock already I can tell, douche-2 hasn't registered what is happening.  &amp;ldquo;Please try to enjoy the food despite how late it was.&amp;rdquo; I gasp and just to be demonstrative pull out my large intestine then fall to the ground. Blood loss setting, in reality fades away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	As I die I imagine the future, the douches will never be rude again that's for sure and if that is the only good to come out of this then it was more than worth my life.  Hopefully Jeff will loose Hari-Kari Out and actually go on to doing something important with his life.  Hopefully the news will tell everyone about this, tell them I died doing something, not wasting resources on life support laying scared and impotent in a hospital bed.  I died changing the world if only just a little bit.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:graudrakon:198904</id>
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    <title>enviromentalism or I told you so</title>
    <published>2009-12-03T10:37:07Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-03T11:09:08Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">I like the environment it's where I keep all my stuff, but I don't like fear mongering, and I don't like a faction that says we aren't allowed to question them.  It has always pissed me off that asking the environmental movement to stand up to scientific rigor, asking if they have considered other possibilities before jumping to a conclusion, or just asking to know more where always rebuffed with accusations like "you must be in the pockit of the oil industry", "why do you hate the world", "only a right wing crazy extremist would ask that", or "are you so stupid you actually want to know more, the truth is obvious just give us your money"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I am rather happy that the recent "climategate" has happened.  In short a hacker broke into a england based center where they collect and crunch the numbers that prove global warming happens.  The hacker released there confidential files that shows that all of the data has been slanted, rigged, skewed or flat out ignored.  Statements between the researchers show state that the temperature has actually been cooling not warming, that the sharp rise since the industiral revolution are because they switched measuring instruments, and that they where under orders to destroy if a freedom of information act was made to request it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite republican claims this does not prove global warming is a lie, (it does proves the scientists behind it are more concerned with winning then finding the truth) there are still two other stations that support global warming.  It does however mean that global warming will have to prove itself as a proper scientific theory.  You see up until now the science was on environmentalists side because anyone opposing the theory was not allowed to see the date, was not allowed to do any science basically.  Hopefully an investigation will liberate the data from the other two sites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok my rant over.  The fact that scientist would completely ignore well science for there own personal gain or just to win an argument does not surprise me.  What does surprise me is that a segment of the hacker community has been attacking environmentalism.  Between this hack as well as a recent string of vandalism attacks against environmentalist sites it makes me wonder if the internet is slipping to the right.  I am not sure how I feel about that thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the quickest low down see Jon Stewarts skit on it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="118" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the most fare, moderate, and rational view I have seen on the subject I give you what showed on the front page of the New York Times science section: &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2009/12/01/science/01tier.html?_r=1"&gt;http://www.nytimes.com/2009/12/01/science/01tier.html?_r=1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for really creepy claymation: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nEiLgbBGKVk"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nEiLgbBGKVk&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:graudrakon:198639</id>
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    <title>I'm such a dork</title>
    <published>2009-11-30T11:51:22Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-30T11:55:22Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://hphotos-snc3.fbcdn.net/hs037.snc3/12470_192918377090_580182090_3576237_4056947_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WITH BLOOD AND RAGE OF CRIMSON RED,&lt;br /&gt;RIPPED FROM A CORPSE SO FRESHLY DEAD.&lt;br /&gt;TOGETHER WITH OUR HELLISH HATE,&lt;br /&gt;WE'LL BURN YOU ALL---&lt;br /&gt;THAT IS YOUR FATE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://hphotos-snc3.fbcdn.net/hs017.snc3/12470_192918392090_580182090_3576238_7610769_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" The point is, ladies and gentleman, that greed -- for lack of a better word -- is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greed is right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greed works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greed clarifies, cuts through, and captures the essence of the evolutionary spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greed, in all of its forms -- greed for life, for money, for love, knowledge -- has marked the upward surge of mankind." ~Gordon Gecko, Wallstreet (the orange lanterns haven't said there oath yet so I picked one of my own favorite speeches)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://hphotos-snc3.fbcdn.net/hs017.snc3/12470_192918397090_580182090_3576239_1794560_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In blackest day,&lt;br /&gt;In brightest night.&lt;br /&gt;Beware your fears made into light.&lt;br /&gt;Let those who try to stop whats right&lt;br /&gt;Burn like my power,&lt;br /&gt;Sinestro's MIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://hphotos-snc3.fbcdn.net/hs037.snc3/12470_192918402090_580182090_3576240_6519241_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In brightest day,&lt;br /&gt;In blackest nights,&lt;br /&gt;No evil shall escape my sight.&lt;br /&gt;Let those who worship evils mights&lt;br /&gt;Beware my power&lt;br /&gt;Green Lanterns Light!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://hphotos-snc3.fbcdn.net/hs037.snc3/12470_192918407090_580182090_3576241_2267925_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fearful day,&lt;br /&gt;In raging night.&lt;br /&gt;With Strong hearts full,&lt;br /&gt;Our souls ignite.&lt;br /&gt;When all seems lost in the war of light,&lt;br /&gt;Look to the stars--&lt;br /&gt;For Hope Burns Bright!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://hphotos-snc3.fbcdn.net/hs037.snc3/12470_192918427090_580182090_3576243_521317_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(stupid untranslatable alien languages, it's probably lame anyway)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://hphotos-snc3.fbcdn.net/hs017.snc3/12470_192918432090_580182090_3576244_5011077_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Hearts Long Lost and full of fright.&lt;br /&gt;For those alone in blackest nights.&lt;br /&gt;Accept our ring and join our fight.&lt;br /&gt;Love conquers all with violet light!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://hphotos-snc3.fbcdn.net/hs037.snc3/12470_192918412090_580182090_3576242_4475793_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://hphotos-snc3.fbcdn.net/hs017.snc3/12470_192918437090_580182090_3576245_1221323_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>perl homework turned fun</title>
    <published>2009-11-18T20:36:48Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-18T20:36:48Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">i had to make my own calendar file to manipulate in class and am rather proud of the schedule I wrote up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/1/00 Have master plan foiled again&lt;br /&gt;1/4/00 Trial&lt;br /&gt;1/9/00 transfer to maximum security prison&lt;br /&gt;5/12/00 escape&lt;br /&gt;6/4/00 henchmen day&lt;br /&gt;7/2/00 formulate new master plan to conquer the world&lt;br /&gt;9/4/00 steal ancient artifacts for dooms day device&lt;br /&gt;9/14/00 ignore Yom Kippur: nothing to atone for, my actions are justified!&lt;br /&gt;10/16/00 steal particle accelerator&lt;br /&gt;10/23/00 steal neutron band focus array&lt;br /&gt;12/22/00 Hanukkah begins&lt;br /&gt;12/25/00 send heroes deadly Christmas present that shall eliminate them once and for all&lt;br /&gt;1/1/01 conquer world&lt;br /&gt;1/1/01 have world leaders kneel before me&lt;br /&gt;1/1/01 imprison everyone who always said i would never amount to anything&lt;br /&gt;1/1/01 make "Three Dog Night" reunite&lt;br /&gt;1/23/01 conquer moon&lt;br /&gt;3/27/01 launch preemptive attack on mars and Saturn&lt;br /&gt;4/9/01 accept mars and Saturns surrender&lt;br /&gt;6/4/01 henchmen day&lt;br /&gt;8/12/01 push last remaining rebels out past the Kuiper belt and claim dominion over the solar system&lt;br /&gt;12/10/01 Hanukkah&lt;br /&gt;2/5/02 find cure for death&lt;br /&gt;6/4/02 henchmen day&lt;br /&gt;5/8/03 transcend all other mortal limits&lt;br /&gt;11/30/03 Hanukkah</content>
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    <title>I bought a goat!</title>
    <published>2009-11-15T16:53:37Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-15T16:53:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Spent all yesterday running up and down panhandle park in sf doing india themed contests for my friends b-day party.   Then after that everyone at the games did a bollywood dance routine.  My legs where so sore.  The whole thing was to raise money for goats in india. &lt;a href="http://www.iwantagoat.com/"&gt;http://www.iwantagoat.com/&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ice skating which is not like riding a bicycle, it does not come right back to you.</content>
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    <title>graudrakon @ 2009-11-09T23:28:00</title>
    <published>2009-11-10T07:33:07Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-10T07:33:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">havent slept in 24 hours which really puts me in a writing mood, I was for awhile even falling in and out of sleep but still typing.  I wrote about a 1000 on my memoir before running out of ideas and starting a new book.  A romance novel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;2000 words of that done in two hours I'm really into this.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am absolutely amazed how versatility the word heaving is.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I really should read some romance novels to get a feel for there genre and feel can anyone recommend or loan me some in a hurry?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chapter two and I already had to edit out a ethnic slur about welshmen, I am really getting into this!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;</content>
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    <title>Fun nights</title>
    <published>2009-11-08T14:02:51Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-08T14:02:51Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Belly Dancing and fancy food and friends what could be any better... hmmmm I need to make my friends learn to cook and belly dance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then drinking, I am rather getting bored with drinking but it was her 21st so I felt obligated to encourage out right inebriation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I read Darkly Dreaming Dexter.  Just watch the show, its way better than this book.</content>
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    <title>Thoughts on Nanowrimo</title>
    <published>2009-11-05T07:29:47Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-05T07:29:47Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">It has a well chosen target of 50k words.  1666/day is about where my mind stops working, at least for the first couple days.  But then I just don't know what to write, I think that my main problem is that I'm writing a memoir and I just dont know how to fill a chapter on one facet of homeless life.  This may just be an excuse for writers block though.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Added to that my sleep schedule is coming to a head, I stayed up 25 hours which hopefully will push me forward to a normal bed time again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep deprivation does not help writing.  Neither does alcohol it seems.  It's like everything I have ever been told about artists is a lie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have found the biggest problem in my writing is finishing long stories.  The mere fact that I should write a particular thing, should finish drains the interest and creativity out of me.</content>
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    <title>graudrakon @ 2009-11-04T02:52:00</title>
    <published>2009-11-04T10:56:56Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-04T10:56:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Is trying to understand what makes a system tend towards Bureaucracy.  I am looking at how hackerdojo is forming up and there is a whole lot of people wanting to add documentation, paper work, transparency, and oversight to things that really shouldn't need it (like logging the email of every single person who comes to hang out) but from what I hear from in charge types we have been piss poor and dealing with paperwork that really should be done.  very perplexing...</content>
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    <title>net neutrality</title>
    <published>2009-10-30T09:16:22Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-30T09:16:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I dont understand the net nutrality issue.  Basically it says we don't want corporations to regulate the internet so we will make the government do it instead. Despite the fact that there has never been a problem with this before and it would likely be suicide for an ISP to try we still think the internet will stay exactly as it is today when controlled by a government bureaucracy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second part that confuses me is that it is supported by the republicans O_o.  Since when where they about letting big brother keep the corporations down?</content>
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    <title>graudrakon @ 2009-10-30T01:45:00</title>
    <published>2009-10-30T09:03:10Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-30T09:03:10Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">its weird that the topic of the homeless or homelessness come up at the dojo almost everyday.  I am silent and &amp;gt;.&amp;gt; on the subject.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:graudrakon:195958</id>
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    <title>graudrakon @ 2009-10-24T18:16:00</title>
    <published>2009-10-25T01:30:22Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-25T01:30:22Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">I decided to write a memoir about being homeless for NaNoWriMo.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:graudrakon:195812</id>
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    <title>graudrakon @ 2009-10-20T20:32:00</title>
    <published>2009-10-21T03:33:01Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-21T03:33:01Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Today my soul flew away&lt;br /&gt;Come on back another day.&lt;br /&gt;Where the wild west winds play.&lt;br /&gt;To where strange solemn peoples pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't wonder off the way&lt;br /&gt;dear soul, don't delay&lt;br /&gt;with will-o-wisps or the fey.&lt;br /&gt;Don't stray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did I do or did I say,&lt;br /&gt;To keep it oh so far at bay?&lt;br /&gt;Will you come back someday,&lt;br /&gt;wont you just this once,&lt;br /&gt;please stay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--me</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:graudrakon:195409</id>
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    <title>repost from exceptindreams</title>
    <published>2009-10-20T10:17:23Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-20T10:17:23Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">"Quarantine"&lt;br /&gt;Eavan Boland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the worst hour of the worst season&lt;br /&gt;of the worst year of a whole people&lt;br /&gt;a man set out from the workhouse with his wife.&lt;br /&gt;He was walking – they were both walking – north.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was sick with famine fever and could not keep up.&lt;br /&gt;He lifted her and put her on his back.&lt;br /&gt;He walked like that west and west and north.&lt;br /&gt;Until at nightfall under freezing stars they arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning they were both found dead.&lt;br /&gt;Of cold. Of hunger. Of the toxins of a whole history.&lt;br /&gt;But her feet were held against his breastbone.&lt;br /&gt;The last heat of his flesh was his last gift to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let no love poem ever come to this threshold.&lt;br /&gt;There is no place here for the inexact&lt;br /&gt;praise of the easy graces and sensuality of the body.&lt;br /&gt;There is only time for this merciless inventory:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their death together in the winter of 1847.&lt;br /&gt;Also what they suffered. How they lived.&lt;br /&gt;And what there is between a man and woman.&lt;br /&gt;And in which darkness it can best be proved.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:graudrakon:195236</id>
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    <title>discovered some great programming languages</title>
    <published>2009-10-20T07:40:19Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-20T10:11:07Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Whitespace_%28programming_language%29"&gt;whitespace&lt;/a&gt; in which ONLY white spaces are counted for the program.&amp;nbsp; All other characters are ignored.&amp;nbsp; This means you can hide whitespace code in another languages code ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/LOLCODE"&gt;LOLCODE&lt;/a&gt; with comands named after lolcat themes its hello world looks like&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;pre&gt;
HAI
 CAN HAS STDIO
    PLZ OPEN FILE "LOLCATS.TXT"
         AWSUM THX
              VISIBLE FILE
         O NOES
              INVISIBLE "ERROR!"
KTHXBYE
&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brainfuck"&gt;Brainfuck&lt;/a&gt; designed to use the smallest compiler possible.&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:graudrakon:194858</id>
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    <title>Personal Essay</title>
    <published>2009-10-19T00:08:53Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-19T01:52:44Z</updated>
    <category term="homeless"/>
    <category term="scholarship essays"/>
    <content type="html">this is my personal essay to use for getting scholarships, internships, and into better colleges.  Any suggestions on how improve it, I'm still pondering whether the conclusion is conclusiony enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Story&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I would like to share one of the greatest things that ever happened to me, becoming homeless.  I want to state first that this is not a sob story; I didn't shed any tears over it, it was my life choice.  Let me emphasize that, choice, even if life gave me very few choices at the time I did have them, we all do, and this was mine.  Also I would like to say before we get started that I don't think you should give me money because I'm a hard luck case.  I think you should give me a scholarship because I know what a dollar is worth and I know how to spend it wisely.  Believe me, when you have to decide between spending your budgeted $10/day on a meal or on a Christmas present for the girl you have a crush on you learn what the worth of a lot of things are and how to spend a dollar very wisely.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;	The only sob story in this is the apartment I had before.  I was working so much I barely had time to scrape through classes.  Spending more than I earned to pay for the rent on an apartment so small I could touch two opposite walls at the same time.  To top it off the whole building was riddled with black mold that left me chronically sick.  (The city inspectors where on strike for a large part of that year so us residents had no way of taking legal action about it)  Finally one day I joked to my friend that I could simply live out of my truck and save all my rent money for myself.  Ten minutes later I realized that I really could live out of my truck and save all my rent money for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;	This is where my life turned around.  I gave my boss a 2 week notice that simply said, “Dear Management.  I quit, effective in two weeks.  --Nick”  I had a small saving to last me awhile and the free time to find a job I wanted, not needed.  A job that left me enough time for school and life and that I could grow in, not stagnate.  Every job I've taken since then  has been an education.  My first job was working at my school's open media lab where I helped students use computers. I learned more interpersonal skills here than in retail because I was actually helping people not just selling junk at people.  I interacted with dozens of people a day and guided them through how to use a computer, I saw so many people there I felt like the most popular guy in the school because no matter where I went on campus people recognized me from work.  &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;	Now because I was working only a portion of the time I was able to focus on classes, even start to enjoy them and learn more than what was on the next test.  I started to ask myself where I wanted to be in 5 to 10 years.  I changed my major to some thing I really loved doing and loved learning about, computer information sciences (with a planned transfer to business programming because if there is any lesson being homeless taught me it's to love and understand finances on top of whatever you want to do in life).  I had time to make career choices, I had time to find religion, I had time for my friends and I had time to find and help my community (I am writing this from a “hackerspace” I volunteer at where young programmers and other computer geeks can meet, share ideas and collaborate), most of all though I had free time.  I read many of the books I had never gotten around to reading (in one week of summer break I read 8 books, 9 if you count a children's picture book for my nephew)  and was published in the Red Wheelbarrow literary magazine.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;	How do I do it though, overcome the obstacles that make homelessness a generally undesirable lifestyle?  The answer is problem solving skills.  Homelessness is a long series of problems that you sit down and solve one at a time just like you would do a complex math equation.  In boyscouts I learned that the first step to survival is shelter so I started there.  I had a truck with a shell covering the back; so I found a mattress that fit in it perfectly, hung some blankets as curtains, put everything else I had into a storage space, changed my address to a PO box and started my life off more or less fresh.  I had used the school showers even before being homeless because of how filthy my apartment's was with black mold.  Food is the second necessity for survival.  You start by buying some nonperishable foods in bulk that require no cooking or only hot water which you can get from the cafeteria (or just about anywhere).  Granola bars, oatmeal, cup-o-noodles and your still eating better than most college students.  Supplement that by eating out, most fast food places have quite affordable food that is still very healthy if your willing to take the time to research their nutritional facts.  Everything after those two are luxuries of which I have a few.  I installed a solar cell on the roof which charged a deep-cycle battery (mount car batteries externally, they give off rather dangerous fumes) and off this I powered a reading light which also gives off enough heat to warm the room in even the coldest winter.  With a trip to IKEA and a few zip ties I had all the shelving I needed to keep my wardrobe, food, and books.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;	I wont say it wasn't hard.  I will never forget the second night sleeping in the back of my truck. (you're to nervous and exited for anything to sink in the first night) I lay awake staring at the ceiling thinking, “I don't have anywhere else to go.”  It's not like camping, you don't go home tomorrow, you don't know when you'll get to go home but it will probably be months, maybe years.  While I thought this I had two choices.  I could either break down, cry, and quit life like so many other homeless people I've met since then, burned out waiting for a miracle to fix everything; or I could get a good nights sleep and start tomorrow rested and ready to greet the day.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized that this is the sort of thing people write inspirational books about.  The question is how to expand and inspire....</content>
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    <title>graudrakon @ 2009-10-18T16:22:00</title>
    <published>2009-10-18T23:23:24Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-18T23:23:24Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">So I have realized that being homeless has given me the best personal statement essays, like ever.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:graudrakon:194335</id>
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    <title>random stuff thats happened lately</title>
    <published>2009-10-14T09:58:01Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-14T10:03:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hacker Dojo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is basiclly a hang out place for nerds I guess is best way to explain it.  It's developing interestingly, im still waiting to see if it works out but till them I have a warm place computerize all night, communal frig (though no one else seems to like what I bring besides cereal, they wont even take milk with there cereal) On a down side it is now popular enough that I can not work till around 2 in the morning because there is always people talking while I try to concentrate.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D.A.M.N. - Doubter Agnostics Mythbusters and Nontheists&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my friend started the atheist club and a lot of my friends joined.  So far they are pretty cool, they are organizing charity and public service and knitting blankets for orphans or some such and basically doing all the good works any religion would &lt;br /&gt;...but...&lt;br /&gt;I keep waiting for the other shoe to drop because I have had lots of experience with atheists the latest brand of religious fanaticism with the added annoyance of believing they are more logical than anyone else.  While religious fanatics always think they are completely right and other ideas are completely wrong, they just believe it.  Claiming logic always lulls me into thinking that there logic will be well logical.  I really don't want to have the &amp;quot;evolution proves all religion is a lie&amp;quot; talk with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Job at deanza is ending friday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am applying to the NASA internship which may also get me a job in a dozen other companies so looks promising.  At the info meeting about it I saw em1333 in a commercial about why its so cool to join and thought, isn't she like loosing her job there as we speak.  Then they mentioned her specifically, and how well she's doing there, and how she put herself through college with them at a university I'm pretty sure she never went to (U Southern Cali??) then I zoned out for a bit until she mentioned free booze at some of there functions....&lt;br /&gt;..So im thinking it sounds like a great job, good pay, good hours, booze (apparently) and the bosses have no clue whats going on.  I could definitely do that for a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Classes:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am back doing karate consistently and dedicatedly&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Perl is easy but tricksy (seriously forgetting 4 key strokes can be a whole letter grade)(the letters where S O R T incase your wondering programmer types) I would also like to say though that Objected Oriented Programming is so much better in Perl, Soooooooo much better.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Self-Defense is boring, i took it because I needed .5 more credits and I thought my karate teacher would be teaching it.  (more on this class below)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Web Programming kinda interesting but im 5 weeks ahead in the class.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;CAOS classes in HTML, job hunting skills, and databases all self paced so im not worried but they are so boring that I have only barely started the first one and really need to get on it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kinda depressed tonight form researching rape statistics for self defense&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to write a essay for self defense class about a movie we watch. (I hate essays first off) I was over all very annoyed by the movies sexism.  Both because it repeatedly said that women are week and need to know dirty tricks to win a fight.  (the scar on my right eye from karate shoes that even pretty small girls can pack a wallup)  and because it implied that only women are ever victims, so I researched gender differences as victims of crimes.  Men are more likely to be victims of violent crimes in general, twice as likely in 93 when the movie came out though the margin has dropped to almost equal these days.  1/10 rape victims are a man, possibly as high as 1/5 because with an estimated 90% to 95% of victims staying silent it's hard to make accurate guesses.  Psychological trauma which is already severe for rape victims is even worse in men because our society does not believe men can be raped even many of the victims hold this belief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sleep&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have known for years that my sleep schedule when left unchecked would wander forward through the day.  Meaning I would wake up and go to bed 1-2 hours later everyday if no schedule held me back.  Now I have learned that this has a name &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Non-24-hour_sleep-wake_syndrome"&gt;Non-24-hour sleep-wake syndrome&lt;/a&gt; and that it really sucks.  The difference between my biological clock and my schedule and my bodies ovservations of what time the rest of the world thinks it is leave me awake and alert about 3 days a month and jet lagged for a few weeks of the month like now.  When I feel this jet lagged I oversleep to try and compinsate but of course oversleeping leaves me also tired and groggy all the time.&lt;br /&gt;...so...&lt;br /&gt;I think I am going to do some tenative tests in polyphasic sleep.  Basically one has several short naps through out the day instead of one long sleep at night.  Many experts warn against it saying that its just controlled insomnia or that it causes extreme sleep deprivation but since I already have all the symptoms of sleep deprivation I might as well try it and see.  So far the hardest parts are falling asleep quickly and getting out of bed even though I don't have a class right away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NaNowrimo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;national novel writing month.  I am contemplating trying the challenge write an entire first draft of a novel 50k words in 30 days.  I'm not sure if this is the time to bust out that pirate romance novel or something completely new, since I've never read a romance novel maybe something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turtle Count: 100</content>
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    <title>strengths</title>
    <published>2009-10-08T09:25:58Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-08T09:25:58Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">test from &lt;a href="http://www.authentichappiness.sas.upenn.edu/Default.aspx"&gt;http://www.authentichappiness.sas.upenn.edu/Default.aspx&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;the internet's leader in happiness research (or maybe second after friend finder)&lt;br /&gt;the idea is that by recocnizing our strengths we can try to solve problems by using them instead of our weaker traits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really thought spirituality and self control would be a lot higher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So quick poll, where do people think the cut off is between strengths and weaknesses is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Creativity, ingenuity, and originality&lt;br /&gt;2. Judgment, critical thinking, and open-mindedness&lt;br /&gt;3. Curiosity and interest in the world&lt;br /&gt;4. Love of learning&lt;br /&gt;5. Perspective (wisdom)&lt;br /&gt;6. Bravery and valor&lt;br /&gt;7. Humor and playfulness&lt;br /&gt;8. Spirituality, sense of purpose, and faith&lt;br /&gt;9. Industry, diligence, and perseverance&lt;br /&gt;10. Social intelligence&lt;br /&gt;11. Kindness and generosity&lt;br /&gt;12. Self-control and self-regulation&lt;br /&gt;13. Honesty, authenticity, and genuineness&lt;br /&gt;14. Zest, enthusiasm, and energy&lt;br /&gt;15. Appreciation of beauty and excellence&lt;br /&gt;16. Caution, prudence, and discretion&lt;br /&gt;17. Gratitude&lt;br /&gt;18. Hope, optimism, and future-mindedness&lt;br /&gt;19. Leadership&lt;br /&gt;20. Fairness, equity, and justice&lt;br /&gt;21. Forgiveness and mercy&lt;br /&gt;22. Citizenship, teamwork, and loyalty&lt;br /&gt;23. Capacity to love and be loved&lt;br /&gt;24. Modesty and humility</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Arete</title>
    <published>2009-09-25T06:54:06Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-25T06:55:52Z</updated>
    <category term="poems"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;pre&gt;
Live intensely.
Bury your life to the hilt
	in the universe
When you run, run hard.
When you fight, fight dirty.
When you die, 
	make sure death knows its you.
Seize the day. Seize the future.
Seize everything you can grab,
everything that's not bolted down.
Give everything away, give your life away.
Give your soul to god, your riches to the poor,
your body to the fire.&lt;/pre&gt;</content>
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