edward fox’s reality

Look! I spelled it right without looking.

Pretty face, crappy movies.

â??With the release of The Village, Shyamalan has more power at a younger age than any contemporary filmmaker, but itâ??s unclear yet if he has anything to say. Instead of making vibrant, relevant movies, heâ??s created his Pennsylvania fiefdom and explored his own mind. True to form, the only detail of The Village that Shyamalan has revealed is that he was inspired by Wuthering Heights and that itâ??s a romantic story. Itâ??s easy to understand why heâ??s attracted to setting a movie in a period where people proclaimed their emotions in full and heartfelt sentences, or why he enjoys building a village thatâ??s impenetrable to the outside world. Heâ??s not making movies. Heâ??s making cocoons.â?

Read the whole (REALLY LONG) article at Slate.msn.com :: http://slate.msn.com/id/2104567/ ::

BR-Project should be ready for testing tomorrow sometime. good chadpnet (: *edited for happyness*

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intelligence boi (1:46:16 AM): i want to add categories
intelligence boi (1:46:26 AM): oh.
intelligence boi (1:46:26 AM): i can.
chadpnet (1:46:27 AM): then do
intelligence boi (1:46:29 AM): haha
intelligence boi (1:46:31 AM):
intelligence boi (1:46:42 AM): you will like it
intelligence boi (1:47:00 AM): refresh it
intelligence boi (1:47:05 AM): and see what todayâ??s post is filed under
chadpnet (1:47:23 AM): take out the !
intelligence boi (1:47:28 AM):
intelligence boi (1:47:35 AM): but itâ??s entertaining!
chadpnet (1:47:42 AM): i dont like !â??s
intelligence boi (1:47:43 AM): lol.
chadpnet (1:47:47 AM): its too expressive for me
intelligence boi (1:47:49 AM): Exhibit A
intelligence boi (1:47:57 AM):
â??intelligence boi (1:33:35 AM): wb
â??chadpnet (1:33:43 AM): THANKS!!!!!!!!!!!

By the way, for anyone who cares, my mom is speaking to me again, woo-hoo. I guess. She still has a few issues, but overall today went okay. Unfortunately I got on too late to talk to Zack so I could call him =/ …

Another day.. I think Danny Joun is on his way back either today or tomorrow… Or yesterday?

This was another delayed blog, partially syndicated on www.chadp.net

Edit: Rated TV-PG for Mild Language (Added @ 7/31/04-2:01AM)

I love this. I’m not even here, but this thing posts at the time I tell it to. Here we go:

The following is syndicated from chadp.net’s weblog:
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BR Project is still underway. Iâ??ll update for Chad since I doubt he thinks anyone cares about the status of it.

Anyway, we had a small setback. Oh what the hell am I sayingâ??Chad did =D! He wanted to use MySQL and remained stubborn to it, but Iâ??ve given him source so that we can do a flat-file database and store all quotes and extraneous info. (name, time and date of submission, etc.?) in there instead, which (in my personal opinion) would be much easier, and instead of assigning ID numbers, it would give a unique ID, so that would prevent people just going through the list and, well, we have our reasons.

We are hoping to go live with the site @%%$%edited@&!!.org in a few days. Itâ??s not good to publish the URL before weâ??ve done sufficient development and testing with the code.

And, Chadpnet got my hopes upâ?? I thought that Toon Disney was just the Disney Channel, and I was looking forward to The Weekenders, but more importantly, Garfield and Friends at 1am â?? dammit! Oh well. Another timeâ?¦

An EXTREMELY large quantity of rain drenched most of North Texas (Here’s a list of news articles that mention dallas floods/flooding: http://news.google.com/news?sourceid=navclient&ie=UTF-8&oe=UTF-8&q=dallas+flood )

News Break! As of right now (9:44PM), it just started pouring AGAIN. Looks like my chickens are going to be flying around to avoid water again tomorrow morning.

I’ve been doing steady progress along with my ‘partner’ on the bash rejcetion site. It’s going to be beautimous!

PROMO PROMO PROMO FOR muh d4nny j0un/ DJ Fluid:

http://www.drnx.net/mus1c/file_info/download1.php?file=dj fluid - inspired(version 2).mp3 Drum and Bass musica! Do check it out. I have contact info if you want more like it.

That is all for now– enjoy your EVENING.

I guess I have free time, so I’ll ramble in this, my lovely, little blog.

I have made mistakes in my life. I wonder how many. I know I don’t like a lot of people. Very few I can put up with. I think that’s my main problem. My mother is still deciding not to speak to me, and now, in summary, she is saying that she’s going to call the police because I’ve gone crazy and will probably make up things. She thinks her mother is on her side, and I really don’t care what she thinks anymore. Or do I? Is that why I ramble about it?

I think it’s time for me to be occasionally honest. The past few blogs have been Xanga and uJournal-worthy, which is not a good sign. They’ve been piddling along with random things, with no true value, all trivial issues, not worth reading, like this really long sentence. You remember when they told people that a sentence was between 6 and 10 words? Were they insane? I can barely put together any sentence in under 8 words. (Stop counting the number of words in my sentences– I see you!)

Anyway, I talked to Danny last night. If you know the whole background (and we know he does!), congratulations, you are ahead, and will stay ahead. I’m not going to explain it all. We’ll just keep it as, I think he’s one of the most intelligent, interesting, provocative people on the face of this planet, and the idea that my views haven’t changed about him at all since I’ve known him go to show that, occasionally, rarely, I can be sometimes right about what I say. I don’t know, there I said it! Find that somewhere else in my blog– it’s a rare phrase, and for good reason. I’ve become too stuck-up, beyond the range that anyone can handle. I’m going to say something that will make me sound worse, but it’ll be better for everyone. I’m better than most people on almost every level, excluding social issues. There! Well, I am sure most of you knew that, and I’m typing this in Notepad so there are probably spelling mistakes galore!

Moving along, let me talk about Danny again. Well, now it’s been a few minutes since I was typing so I don’t know what I was going to say. I could say this to make up for it… I wish I was more like him. You can interpret that oddly, and say that I mean that about how he looks, which would be mostly wrong. He’s nice, and a lot of times, I wish I was nice. The problem is, I try to be too nice, and people don’t realize it, and I expect something in return. This is my final year of high school, and I need to first and foremost a) lose weight, which I think may be happening nicely, and b) attempt to be nicer. See, I think fat people are naturally ruder, but that doesn’t give me an excuse.

I apologize.

Iâ??ve known Chadpnet for (i forget, so insert 6+ months here) and have enjoyed every moment of his company. I guess. Whatever the case, we visit bash.org often, and found that a lot of decent quotes, including our own, were rejected. Not just hundreds, but thousands of them.

You can run through the thoughts of why a site of this (now poor) quality would do this. Maybe they thought they were too powerful. Whatever. People have enough time to visit their website, submit their own personal comments, most spontaneous, that they thought was not only personally funny, but funny enough for hundreds of other users as well. The quality then, wasnâ??t lost on the end-userâ??sâ?¦end, but rather on bash.orgâ??s, and that is unacceptable.

Weâ??ll be publishing a test site soon, and I will not reveal the domain name or any details as to what content it will have (besides quotes? Hint hint), but we plan on making a site with limited moderation, only to what would be legally necessary.

See more of this at www.chadp.net …

Rated TV-14 for Adult Language. Adult Content. Reading Disretion is Advised.

No more hi-speed internet. I go insane when I don’t have it, but it looks like it’ll be a while. Anyway, stupidity loves me.

Dfwdood (6:46:49 PM): HEY, leave Comic alone
intelligence boi (6:46:55 PM): You his boyfriend?
Dfwdood (6:47:03 PM): nope,
intelligence boi (6:47:08 PM): Want to read our conversation?
intelligence boi (6:47:15 PM): I doubt he told you everything.
intelligence boi (6:47:32 PM):
ComicNewbie (6:40:33 PM): BOOGA BOOGA
intelligence boi (6:40:37 PM): mk
ComicNewbie (6:40:40 PM): whats up
intelligence boi (6:40:46 PM): annoyed with mother
intelligence boi (6:40:47 PM): deeply
ComicNewbie (6:40:51 PM): uh-oh
ComicNewbie (6:40:55 PM): what happened
intelligence boi (6:41:00 PM): lol you dont care
ComicNewbie (6:41:03 PM): tell ms.travis all about it
intelligence boi (6:41:11 PM): no.

intelligence boi (6:47:37 PM):
intelligence boi (6:41:20 PM): go look for TK so that you can have sex with him
ComicNewbie (6:41:32 PM): um excuse me?>
ComicNewbie (6:41:37 PM): what was that for
intelligence boi (6:41:39 PM): that’s long style for go away
intelligence boi (6:41:43 PM): all you do is lie
intelligence boi (6:41:45 PM): now be quiet

intelligence boi (6:47:44 PM): Doesn’t that look like me telling him to leave me alone?
intelligence boi (6:47:48 PM): ComicNewbie (6:41:45 PM): why dopnt you go have sex with hi?
ComicNewbie (6:41:50 PM): i lie?
ComicNewbie (6:42:00 PM): what did i say/
ComicNewbie (6:42:37 PM): whatever…your just talking outta your butt cause your mad…..message me when your in a better modd…..*hugs*
intelligence boi (6:42:46 PM): i wont bother msging you
intelligence boi (6:42:53 PM): just like you still never bothered calling.
intelligence boi (6:42:56 PM): gbye, and stfu

intelligence boi (6:47:56 PM): No? he still didn’t stop– I was getting annoyed
intelligence boi (6:47:59 PM):
ComicNewbie (6:43:01 PM): HA!
ComicNewbie (6:43:07 PM): good one sweetie
ComicNewbie (6:43:36 PM): manfuck you
ComicNewbie signed off at 6:43:39 PM.
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Session concluded at 6:43:43 PM
intelligence boi (6:48:06 PM): then he blocks me saying the F-word which has no value to me
intelligence boi (6:48:16 PM): and you expect that I’m going to leave him alone
intelligence boi (6:48:19 PM): just because now someone’s bothering me
intelligence boi (6:48:26 PM): after I had already signed off the other screen name that I had IMed him with
intelligence boi (6:48:28 PM): and blocked him already??
Dfwdood (6:48:29 PM): wait, let me read it first

intelligence boi (6:48:30 PM): I don’t get it.
Dfwdood (6:48:34 PM): let me read it
Dfwdood (6:48:34 PM): hold on
intelligence boi (6:48:34 PM): I don’t care if you read it
intelligence boi (6:48:36 PM): just don’t IM me
intelligence boi (6:48:40 PM): without knowing the background
intelligence boi (6:48:46 PM): of what you’re trying to support someone else with.
Dfwdood (6:48:53 PM): you have problems, lol
intelligence boi (6:48:59 PM): Yeah.
intelligence boi (6:49:03 PM): I think it’s called being human.
intelligence boi (6:49:07 PM): Who are you? God? you don’t have problems?
Dfwdood (6:49:09 PM): stop typing
Dfwdood (6:49:11 PM): STOP
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Session concluded at 6:49:17 PM
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Dfwdood (6:49:18 PM): put the fingers down
intelligence boi (6:49:32 PM): Can you stop IMing me now?
intelligence boi (6:49:36 PM): And just say “Goodbye”
intelligence boi (6:49:39 PM): I’ll follow your advice.
intelligence boi (6:49:40 PM): and say that
Dfwdood (6:49:44 PM): how about you leave me alone now
intelligence boi (6:49:44 PM): thanks to you I’ll never speak to him again
intelligence boi (6:49:48 PM): See? you accomplished something. bye.
Dfwdood (6:49:51 PM): you are the one bothering me now
intelligence boi (6:49:54 PM): bye
Dfwdood (6:49:58 PM): bye
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Session concluded at 6:50:05 PM
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Then Antonio gets annoyed at me because I whined at someone else signing onto his SN. That’s all the Internet is. Full of stupidity.

I’m done with that stupid piece of shit. Argh am I done. There are so many worthless people.

I think my mother no longer cares about me, but, that is life I guess. Let’s just say that I got so annoyed that I went crazy (like I said yesterday) and started banging my head against the wall. So, I just don’t feel like talking to anyone at all anymore. I enjoy my room.

Enough of that stuff, though.

Let’s see. I didn’t go to work today since my mother was too annoyed with me and didn’t wake me up.

I’m working on a project with someone I know, named Chad (www.chadp.net), to do an impersonation of bash.org. They reject so many quotes, and their seems to be falling apart, so we’re going to make our own version of it, a friendlier one. I don’t feel like rambling on much on this topic.

I just hope Antonio never calls, IMs, or speaks to me again. I soooo mean that. Whoa.

I lost it tonight, went crazy. Not much to discuss. Too lazy. Maybe another day… later.

No I’m still here. My hi-speed INet is out for now, so I am on dialup, trying to get the new ’site design’, if you will, uploaded. Well, enjoy what you want to.

I have to get up early again today– work mon-thurs.

Talk to everyone later– email me or something.

Rated TV-PG for Mild Language.

The earlier post was about Chris(topher) Stone, who had been going out with my ex-girlfriend Meagan for about a year.

Anyway, on with tonight’s small blogging.

I got up really late. With that said I didn’t go to ‘work’ today, so I’ll go tomorrow and my boss won’t be there Friday, so woot one more day, then fr33d0m.

I exercised about 1hr 40mins today, which is a personal best this year. My other was 1hr 30mins, so, I beat it, a little. My record, that is…

I think some people misinterpreted my little (long) story on my last post… just scroll down a bit… It’s still there. A lot of people thought that I have a crappy life, which isn’t true. I happen to admire my lovely secluded, occasionally boring useless life, but nonetheless, I don’t mind living it. I can usually occupy myself with something. If I don’t I’ll go to sleep, or fall asleep trying to find something to do…

Regardless, I don’t think all my problems have burdened me. I think they’ll just help me with any problems, and since I’ve dealt with (bare with me) all the “Biggies”, Death, Relationships and Cheating, lying, and other things that you don’t know about, and shouldn’t. I say that because it’s not something that is referenceable on this blog.

With that said… oh, paste from what I said to someone:
intelligence boi: regardless of how much i eat
intelligence boi: it isn’t nearly as much as i used to
intelligence boi: i’d say i’ve reduced between 20-60% of the amt of food i eat daily
intelligence boi: and ive tried to eat breakfast, just cereal or whatever
intelligence boi: not things like hotpockets (350cal)

More random quote-ness for Tonight:
Batty> Euch, rap is just missing one letter. c.
zeep> rapc?
Batty> …
Batty> Crap you idiot. you put the c on the other end
zeep> oic
Batty> Though you could also say it’s missing an e
zeep> wtf is erap?
* Batty bangs his head repeatedly against a wall

Ben174> : If they only realized 90% of the overtime they pay me is only cause i like staying here playing with Kazaa when the bandwidth picks up after hours.
ChrisLMB> : If any of my employees did that they’d be fired instantly.
Ben174> : Where u work?
ChrisLMB> : I’m the CTO at LowerMyBills.com
*** Ben174 (BenWright@TeraPro33-41.LowerMyBills.com) Quit (Leaving)

Beeth> Girls are like internet domain names, the ones I like are already taken.
honx> well, you can stil get one from a strange country

Rated TV-MA for Graphic Language. Graphic Violence. Violence. Adult Language. Adult Content.
Reading Discretion is Strongly Advised by Audiences that cannot handle violence, reality, or adult language.
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What I’m about to type is all original. I had already typed it, to someone. If they want to be known, they will post a comment with their name, allowing me to release that information….

However, I inadvertently answered a number of questions which people have though about me, as a person in general. I’d like to share this with you. I’m not going to make a post for a few days so you can all absorb it, and maybe appreciate it.

On with, the unfortunate program.

How can someone like you not take the pressure? I know you’ve put up with your fair share of resistance, and personally, truly, I am not making things up, you have an incredibly strong personality.

I don’t know what to say, really. I’ve never appreciated any conversation more than the ones I had with you. In A+/N+, though we fought and I acted like I didn’t agree with you on anything, I was amazed that someone as awesome and cool as you would talk to me.

Through all of this, my views have not taken any negative shift, once I saw the whole story. I realize this must be incredibly difficult, and, well, I’ve never had any friends, so here’s a story.

Chickens make great pets. For animals, though, they make great play toys, and meals.

If all my chickens that had not died from natural causes were still here, I would have over 40. I have 3 hens, and 3 roosters.

I’ve dealt with death since 5th grade. My chickens were my friends. One of my favorite chickens was, inevitably, the one that I got to see killed, because of me. I had cut her wings–not a violent act, but a common one. You trim each wing halfway so that they can’t fly out. Unfortunately, I hadn’t covered all the holes, so she simply went through a crack in the gate, went into the alley…

It was 7:15 or so in the morning–a school day. My mom had asked me to cover the gap in the gate, but I didn’t listen. Minutes later I saw dogs running around in our alley, at least 5 of them. This was an _incredibly_ common sight for years after this first incident. She was the only chicken that had actually made an attempt to fly over the gate to safety, but she couldn’t. No. I couldn’t make it out there because it was locked, I was fat, and couldn’t make it over. I had tried, but I was terrified. She was grabbed and dragged, where we found her down the alley, at least 5 houses.

I had felt worse because, I had gotten angry at her once, and to teach her a lesson (her name was Shadow–totally black chicken) I put her in a pet taxi with one of the older hens. When I came home, the top of her head was bleeding, she had no feathers on it. She was pecked, miserably. It took months for it to heal. Fucking stupid is what it was. If I still think about it, like I am now, I get terribly sad.

I remember another chicken we had; It had been injured, dragged, nearly dead, probably lost a lot of blood. We had looked, but not well enough. Then, the next morning, we saw her–she made her way back, a different chicken, severely injured with skin torn. We thought it’d be OK if we left her outside while we went to school, in a cage. HORRIBLE Decision. There were flies all around her, yet she was still alive. I can’t tell you how horribly painful this is to type, but I’ll continue. We brought her inside, me and my mother said we loved her, and seconds later (literally, I don’t exaggerate) she passed on.

Like I say, death is a horrid thing. I SERIOUSLY understand what you’re going through, except many times over. I cared for each of my pets like a human being. A lot of people make fun of me. Ha ha, you love the animals that are slaughtered and treated horribly in deplorable conditions, whether to be eaten or to be injected with hormones so that they can produce gigantically sized eggs. Yeah, people with dogs are normal. They don’t care. I care dammit. I care and cared about my pets, and I care about you, and I don’t want to see either of them go.

However, I cannot choose what others do.

I have had a horrid history with relationships. I remember one in particular, when I was 7. We thought we’d be together indefinitely. Everyone at the playground made fun of us, but we didn’t care. Her name was April. Well, she moved away one day, didn’t leave a trace. I was miserable but I couldn’t tell anyone. At least you have the advantage to express yourself. I have very little memory. Then in 5th grade, I was horribly in love with this girl a grade above me. Turned out she was just messing with me. Felt horrid again. After that, I was rejected left and right by everyone. No one liked me.

It seems like you may not want to read anymore. It says you’re typing… I’ll continue.

I don’t really know what the point of this was. I covered the death part, but I don’t know.

OK Now I know you don’t want to read it. I’ll close now. I’ll always think about you, never negatively.