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Confessions [10 Jan 2008|01:37am]
5 Confessions
The rules are simple.
Think of 5 people. No names.
Random order.
Say whatever you need to say.

1. You know the Internet is a lovely thing. We created a friendship that was tempered over time, and formed a true bond between us when we finally met. Then somehow that friendship deepened when we were apart, until I considered you one of my best friends. It's hard to put into words how glad I am that you've gotten to a better place in your heart then you were in back then. I had to be on the other line during some of the garbage you had to go through, whether self-inflicted or brought upon you. I can't wait until the summer.

2. You were always someone I've looked up to, even though we are the same age. We all did, especially back in high school. You were together when we were scatter-brained, outgoing when we were recluse, and even though you made mistakes, you were always able to quickly right yourself. Now you're still the most together of all of us, and you seem to have found a way to always get what you need out of life. I can only hope to take after your example someday.

3. You have captured my imagination since day one. Sometimes I think I've fallen in love with you, yet the stupid thing is when we've seen each other, I've only thought of you as a good friend and never even had those thoughts. Maybe if I was less of a screwup, in a lot of ways, we could be together. Maybe if I could be more open and courageous. Maybe if I could figure out my own feelings. It's quite infuriating. Regardless of what way it goes in the future, I look to you as one of my best friends and often an inspiration.

4. You're more like a brother than a friend. You're one of maybe two or three people I can do anything with and not feel stupid. A creative inspiration as well. We were there to lay the foundation for what each other has become and we still have that bond of collaboration. We have the luxury of having no filter around each other and can say anything that's on our minds. That's something that doesn't come along often.

5. I used to think I wanted you and only you. Another friend regards me as one of the most logical people she knows, so it's ironic that I had the most irrational belief where you were concerned based on the level that I knew you. But things have come up in the last year or so to shake that belief. Once I did get to know you, it was plain that you are in fact a very kind and loyal person. Who knows what we're meant to be to each other's life.
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New Blog [01 Nov 2007|10:53pm]
(I'm watching TNA Impact as I write this, so there will be random thoughts inserted in parentheses like this.)

Love the title. First off, go to Ladysports and read Stephie's article on the SHIMMER show. It makes me feel good to know that three of us Ohio kidz were able to contribute to the show in our own way: Ashley by wrestling, Stephie by writing and me by videoing. Although I know Stephie would love to trade in the writing job for wrestling for them someday. She may be a ways off, but I think she'll get there. I have faith on what I've seen out of her.

(Billy Gunn and Road Dogg are still employed? And TNA, next time you have a tournament, make sure you put over someone you actually have under contract and won't leave you hanging over money.)

Smart Mark Video is having a fan music video contest. Videos can be on either highlight a full show that they produced, or highlighting a promotion that they sell. I'm thinking of entering a video highlighting Chikara's Tag World Grand Prix 2006 Night 1, since it's probably the only full Chikara show I own (thank you Daizee Haze and Delirious) and I'm told it's considered one of Chikara's best shows. I know I do official stuff for FIP and SHIMMER already, but I figure since I'm not affiliated with any of the SMV promotions I should be okay to enter.

(I think I'm falling in love with Gail Kim all over again.)

Speaking of FIP, shows are coming out so fast now that I barely have time to keep up with the trailers. I haven't been able to get to any of the old shows yet for keeping up with the new stuff. I literally just got done with the International Impact trailers and I got a package with the two newest shows in the mail. Not that I'm complaining; I've really come to enjoy FIP.

(TNA: Invest in a freaking BOOM MIC! Christian Cage is still one of the most talented mic workers out there, but his voice is starting to sound all hoarsy, like he chain smoked three packs before the camera turned on. He sounds like Jimmy Rave.)

It's frustrating that I have this great idea for a women's wrestling tournament to hold here in Dayton, but no way to promote it. I have the whole booking scenario mapped out in my head, I know who I would want to book for the show, I have some connections now that could help pull it off (and I'm reasonably sure would be on board with the idea), just no money to promote. You see, I have this theory about Dayton being a potential market for women's wrestling. After seeing that the Gem City Rollergirls were able to run the Nutter Center... I mean, if freaking ROLLERJAM can get over in this town, why not women's wrestling? But unfortunately it's not to be at this time.

(Did Eric Young just footnote the Shockmaster?)

That's all I've got.

(One last thought... "Kurt:  Who is Sting's partner?  Nash:  Scott.  Kurt:  Scott who?  Nash:  Scott  Hall.  Kurt:  Oh, my god.  Does it get any worse than that!?  Nash:  Yeah, it does.  He's going to be here next week."  I love shoot comments that aren't supposed to be shoot comments.)
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SHIMMER SHIMMER like a girl should... [14 Oct 2007|06:54pm]
So I left for Chicago about 10:25 AM on Friday morning. Not a bad drive, just long, and my dad lent me his GPS, so I barely even got lost! Until I got to the street my hotel was on, and it decided that my destination was two miles short of where it actually was. So of course my first instinct is to go back the OTHER way instead of just keeping the direction I was headed. Anyway, after some tomfoolery, I found my hotel and checked in. As soon as I did, I called Stephie, who was on her way from the Akron area with her friend Dianna... we were going to do something on Friday night, but they hit traffic, and they were staying at a friend's house which was in northwest Chicago, aka very far away from me, so I was left with nothing to do for the night. I ended up falling asleep at 10:00 and waking up at 7:00.

I checked out later in the morning and made my way to the Eagles Club in Berwyn. Stephie wasn't going to get there until 1:30, so after I got bored reading my book I got out of the car and wandered around a bit. Some of the workers started to show up; Dave Prazak arrived with Amber O'Neal and someone I couldn't get a good look at, but the girls went right into the building while Dave was talking on his phone, so I wasn't going to interrupt him to say hi. I also have this little crush on Serena Deeb, so when she got there, I chickened out saying hi and hid behind a wall while she went in the building.

Stephie and Dianna arrived shortly thereafter, and we went looking for some food. We went in a place called Mr. Sub, where much indecisiveness followed on what to order. After that, we went to their car where Stephie gave me my Christmas present early. Harry Potter posters, one from each movie! Thank you, Stephie; I'm going to have to think of something cool to get you now. We waited in line, had a difference of opinion on the merits of Randy Orton, and the doors opened a little late but we were up in the line toward the front and got a pretty good pick of seats, second row. They start the pre-show; Stephie is upset to come out of the bathroom and see men wrestling. I try to tell her that they've gotta give them a few minutes, let them feel included, but my arguments are lost on my stubborn friend.

Next, my new SHIMMER video airs on the ShimmerTron. I was extremely nervous, because I know everything that's going to happen next in the video and I'm worried it won't look as great on the screen as it did on the computer. But I have to admit, two hundred people clapping for your work after it's finished playing is a great feeling. In the opening contest, Eden Black beat Amber O'Neal. This was a good opener, and Amber's new ring outfit is HAWWT with two Ws. I've become a fan of Black since I saw Volumes 9 and 10, and I wasn't disappointed. Next was Portia Perez and Nikki Matthews against Lorelei Lee and the debuting Lexi (from now on referred to as Ashley) Lane! Yeah, the secret I was talking about in my last blog, the one I found out about sort of accidentally, was that Lexi (Ashley) Lane was getting a tryout with SHIMMER. I love Ashely, she's really nice and talented, but she didn't get to do a lot in this match except get her butt kicked. She then took the fall for the new team of Portia and Nikki, which I pretty much expected. Luckily, she texted Stephie and told her that she did in fact have a second match on the show.

Jetta beat Serena Deeb in the next match, and Jetta looked nervous as hell to me. Next, Rebecca Bayless interviews Allison Danger, who is accosted by Cindy Rogers and thus, match. Allison won a decent match that had one spot I'm definitely using in a future video. Cheerleader Melissa faces Alexa Thatcher, and I'm thinking Squash City, but it actually turned out really good. To my surprise, Melissa DRILLS Thatcher with the Kudoh Driver for the win. Lacey and Rain defeated Josie and Ariel next. I like Josie and Ariel as a team, and of course Lacey and Rain are awesome. Good tag match. The Experience beat MsChif and Daffney, and Malia looks like she's picked up a few new moves. Next, Sarah Stock took on Daizee Haze. This was the Match of the Night for me. I didn't recognize Stock, but when they announced her name, I knew instantly this was going to be good. That's how big her reputation is. Daizee looked very comfortable doing a lucha style match with her, and Stock is so over it's ridiculous. Stock won by basically rolling through the Mind Trip, and hooking Daizee in a prawn hold for the pin. Up next, the big advertised match Sara Del Rey vs. Amazing Kong for the SHIMMER Championship. Del Rey surprised me with a tope to the floor on Kong, where I was expecting a baseball slide and then she absolutely murdered the guardrail in front of us with Kong's body. Eventually, Sara actually managed to get her up into the Royal Butterfly AND throw her overhead with the suplex. The ref counted both women down, but Sara was up at nine so she retained the title.

Intermission at this point, and Stephie and I both agree that this was already worth the ticket price and drive. I stand up to stretch, and then am designated purse watcher while the ladies go off and do things.

Back from intermission, Amber O'Neal once again opens against Lorelei Lee, who gets the win in a decent match. Then poor Daffney messed up her knee against Cindy Rogers, who got the submission on her. Ariel and Josie beat Nikki Matthews and Portia Perez in another decent match and the crowd loved getting on Portia's nerves almost as much as they did Amber. Next Ashely Lane took on Alexa Thatcher, who was getting a lot of sympathy heat for being murdered by Melissa earlier. Ashely did just fine, I thought, especially after we found out how she was limited in the match. Alexa scores the victory, but I hope Ashley did well enough to be brought back. We found out afterward she impressed at least one important person. The Experience beat Allison Danger and Serena Deeb, which was kind of an odd pairing, and was much like the Experience's first match of the evening. They get the win and continue their undefeated streak.

Next, Lacey, Rain and Jetta took on Daizee Haze, MsChif and Eden Black. This had about the longest stall segment I've ever seen in a match, and for some reason, the heels took turns wearing a pair of goggles. Actually a pretty average match until the hot ending sequence, but the faces went over. Next was Amazing Kong vs. Cheerleader Melissa. Just to give you an idea of how they were going at it... they broke the ring! Or at least messed up something under it, and they had to take a few minutes to fix it after the match. Kong won with the Amazing Splash and with the way she was booked, I guess she's not leaving SHIMMER for the time being. In the main event, Sara Del Rey defended the SHIMMER Championship against Sarah Stock. Really good match, two out of three falls, and Sara retains.

The best part about the show was the running commentary I was getting from Stephie. Most of which were observations I had just made in my head, so it was kind of like having an outside voice repeat all your thoughts to you. The funniest thing was listening to her say after many big moves "I'm going to use that," or "I'm learning that," or "That's one of my moves," and then in a bit of hypocrisy that was nothing but cute, she starts bitching that the ladies of SHIMMER are using her hairstyles, and if she ever works there she's going to have to change hers. ;) But it added a whole different experience to the show, and I would put it up there with the best shows I've been to this year, including ROH and WrestleMania.

The afterparty was kind of dull. A lot of the workers left after too long, the ladies waited an hour and a half for food, and they didn't have Coke or Pepsi so we had to drink RC Cola (which I believe stands for getting the Runs in Chicago). Plus we were all tired from the long show, and I had been up since 7:00. Ashley came over to sit with us, and I learned way more about women's wrestling in about thirty minutes of listening to she and Stephie talk than I did in watching it for all these years. I did make sure to at least talk to Daizee, who asked me to once again do a video for her new DVD and of course I said yes, and introduced myself to Dave Prazak finally as I was on the way out. But I was pretty much past the point of socializing with anyone other than the three people I already knew in my general vicinity. After that, I split for home and am now writing this.

In conclusion, SHIMMER is freakin' awesome. I had a fantastic time, Ashley accomplished a big goal and Stephie saw some big time future possibilities. Sarah Stock is quite the wrestler, Kong is scary, Daizee finally recognizes me on sight, and Portia is twelve. I'm going to bed.
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I guess I should show some love to my poor, neglected livejournal... [31 Aug 2007|01:01am]
It was a very exhausting weekend, both in good ways and bad. That should be evident by the fact that it's now Thursday and I'm just posting about it. Those of you who know me know that I usually complete these things in a very timely and efficient manner (har har).

On Saturday, I left home for Rittman, OH, at about 3:30 PM. Mapquest sez 3 hrs lol, and I would have made it in much less, if not for the fact that northern Ohio doesn't label their damn roads. Of course, some of the fault is mine for getting off the highway and driving for twenty minutes before I realize that I've gone way more than a half a mile. I was quite surly by the time I arrived at the Rittman Rec Center.

Why am I going to the Rittman Rec Center, you ask? You didn't ask, but I'm going to tell you anyway. That's where the Ohio Championship Wrestling show was, and I came to see my friend Stephanie wrestle. Now some of you are going to be like "who?" and I feel kind of bad about that, because a lot of her friends already seemed to know about me, but I've barely told anyone about her except for a passing mention here or there.

Sassy Stephie is an up and coming female wrestler. We met here on myspace and hit it off because of our mutual love for wrestling, and disdain for all the buttheads that inhabit this site. In just talking over teh intraweb we've become quite close, and she has become a very dear friend in a very short time.

The OCW crew was a pleasant surprise. I wasn't expecting a whole lot, but they deliver a pretty entertaining show, and I wish I could come back every month and watch them. Stephie was going for the women's title in a triple threat match against Lexi Lane and Angel Dust. They had a good match, though kind of short. Stephie didn't win, and her ankle nearly got killed off a hair mare, but she's a very enjoyable bratty heel.

There was an afterparty, but I stuck around to talk to Stephie and basically stand around like a load while others take down the ring and clean up. I introduced myself to Lexi Lane, who I'd talked to a little bit previously on myspace, and we talked about women's wrestling for a while. She had some exciting news... but I can't tell you about that. I promised. I even made the lips sealed gesture. That etches it in stone.

I also met her boyfriend, Robby Starr, the OCW Champion, as well as one of the managers, Dave Lanning. I had actually seen Dave at the 6/22 ROH show. Nathan and I were almost right behind him in line, and I remember him because he was talking to one of the Irish Airborne before the show. The entire time he was at ringside during the OCW show, I kept thinking, "Where do I know this guy from?" and then it hit me when I heard him talking to some others about ROH. He tolerated my rather loud moment of clarity, and we shot the shit about ROH.

Amazingly enough, I didn't get lost on the way to the bowling alley where the afterparty was. Though I kind of had some help there. All I had to do was follow the convoy of cars on their way there. I think I ended up behind Lexi and Robby. Joe Joe Little and I had sort an odd bonding moment out in the parking lot when we saw some bowling alley staff members just standing in front of the door, facing us like they were soldiers or something. We concluded that they may be trying to block us from coming in, and we might need to rush the front door. Thankfully, it ended in handshakes and not fisticuffs. Next time... who knows.

This was the first chance I've really gotten to hang out with Stephie (we met after a show a month ago, but she had to leave right after, and I was reserved as hell because I was nervous meeting someone for the first time... ask Jen about that particular quirk of mine, she'll tell you stories). I love listening to her talk about wrestling... and I'm not saying this just because she's my friend, this is my honest opinion... I really think we'll be seeing her rise quickly in the coming years. She has such a passion for wrestling, her head's in the right place, has good execution, doesn't look lost in the ring MOST of the time, and she's eager to learn all she can. Though, according to her, she's been accused on message boards of being on steroids and being anorexic. So I guess there are some wellness issues she needs to address. ;)

So we bowled, along with one of her friends Dianna, a guy named Jack who is also a worker I believe, and Eddie, who I think was one of the refs. And we sucked. Big time. Stephie was accusing the pins of no-selling, and I was cutting surly promos on them as I went up to the lane. Even my "Ashes, ashes, you all fall down" mantra wasn't getting me past 100. Jack, who has accused me of looking like Al Borland (I don't think so, Tim), kicked all our butts. I think we'll do better next time if the lanes aren't 120 freakin' degrees and Stephie doesn't have a sore ankle. So we challenge anybody who wants to take us on... in bowling. I'd be a poor tag team partner in the ring.

After we were done, people said their goodbyes (including people that had never said hello; god, wrestling is weird), and it was time to go home and for to go to bed. But wait, it's not going to be that simple. Ten miles from home, something goes seriously wrong with my car. Engine overheats, battery drains, and I'm stuck. Eventually, a state trooper finds me and takes me to a gas station and calls a tow truck. Once I got home, I crashed, but not for very long. I then called my dad and we concluded that the fact that the fan belt had snapped clean off was probably what was causing the problems. We had it taken to the auto shop we frequent, and the next day I found out some pulleys were damaged, but it was easily and quickly fixed. So the road couldn't keep me away for long.

Aside from the last part, that was the most fun I've had since Jay's wedding. The OCW crew made me feel very welcome, and everyone I met and talked to was really cool. Got to do it again ASAP. And much love to Stephie for putting up with me for four hours. Despite our difference of opinion on the merits of Will Ferrell, me tripping over no less than three chairs and our subpar bowling abilities, I found out that she's someone I like to hang out with and not just an "Internet friend."

Oh, and today I celebrate my third anniversary of being on myspace. Like I always say, I was on myspace before it was cool. Bless me with your adulation.
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Trip to NC [06 May 2006|05:07pm]
Well, I've been waiting for accompanying pictures before I posted this, but my sister is being lazy about sending them. About a week ago, I went to North Carolina for my cousin's wedding. This was the first time I've flown since before 9/11, and I wasn't sure what to expect. As far as I could tell, the only difference from before is that they make you take your shoes off while going through security. So much for our tight post-9/11 security measures. I also kind of felt sorry for the Arab people I saw in the airport. Call it racial profiling or whatever, but you know that everyone who saw them was thinking the exact same thought.

We actually had to stop over in Baltimore before arriving in Norfolk, which means instead of one regular plane ride, I had to endure two short ones. Most people who know me know that I don't like to fly. Taking off isn't so bad, but I hate the LANDINGS. It feels like we're about to crash every single time. To top it off, it was an hour and a half drive from Norfolk to Corolla, which was just across the state line in North Carolina.

My cousin and his wife own a pizza shop in this place, which apparently makes so much money that they only keep it open during tourist season and don't have to work the rest of the year. (They also just bought a tanning salon) So they were able to put us up in these really nice houses right on the sound. They were seriously like something out of the Real World. The house that we stayed in was three stories, with the first story being a bedroom, bathroom and laundry room. The second floor was all bedrooms and bathrooms, and the third floor was one giant kitchen/living room. Each floor had its own balcony, with a pool on the first floor and a hot tub on the second.

The wedding party's house was even nicer, as they had a pool table and entertainment room on the first floor. We had dinner outside in a tent the night before the wedding, but I was so tired that I couldn't party very much afterward. I went to bed while my cousin, who I was rooming with, went out drinking.

The next day, before the wedding, my dad, uncle, two cousins and I went driving on the beach. We actually went all the way to the NC/Virginia state line. There were some houses right on the beach that you could only get to if you drove on the sand. We turned into one of these "roads" and it was kind of like going on a safari. The roads were just sand, you were driving through puddles everywhere, and there was all sorts of plant life growing right off the dunes. We saw some wild horses grazing (I didn't even know there were wild horses in the US), and found this sign that said "Wino Crossing." So we got a couple pictures of my dad and my cousin posing next to it.

The wedding was nice, though there was a pillar in the tent blocking my view and I could only see the bride or the groom depending on which way I leaned. It had to be moved in there from the original beach location because the weather looked like it was getting bad (so of course, as soon as the wedding starts, the sun comes out). The wedding cake was really nice. It was built to look like a sandcastle, complete with seashells and everything. Not sure what it was made of, but the seashells were white chocolate. That was a good cake, but it bothered me because as something that looked pretty, it succeeded. However, it that was a real castle, you would never be able to defend it unless it was directly on top of a mountain or something. That bothered me all night. (Yes, I know I'm weird)

We flew home the next day (two more 45-min flights... gah) and when we landed in Columbus, we discovered that there was an accident on I-70 blocking up traffic real bad, so we took 71 home, which takes so much longer. I had the ROH show to try to make it to, which started at 8:00, but we didn't get home until 9:00.

I rushed over to downtown Dayton, figuring I could still make the last half of the show. Intermission had just started when I got there, and since there were about a hundred people outside smoking, I just mingled in with them and walked in for free! (I felt kind of bad, but I made up for it by buying some extra merchandise) Don't know about the first half of the show, but the second half was pretty awesome. Jimmy Yang and Bryan Danielson had a pretty good match, the tag title match was awesome, and the ROH/CZW eight-man brawl was about the wildest thing I've ever witnessed live. Plus I got to meet Jim Cornette and Nigel McGuinness.

After the show, I'm standing outside talking to Jim and Mark, and I notice this girl talking to some people. It took me a second, but I realized that it was lady wrestler Daizee Haze, who I had made a music video tribute for a week before. So I went up and asked her if she got the video when I sent it to her, and she proceeded to tell me how awesome it was, and couldn't email me back because she couldn't find the right words about how much she liked it. She asked me if she could put it on her website, which I said absolutely, and asked me my real name so that she could give proper credit. She didn't have anything to write on, so she actually wrote my name on her hand with the marker she had been signing autographs with. She was just very easy to talk to, and we must have stood there just talking about wrestling for about fifteen minutes. That was a great way to cap off a fun trip.

This went on way too long. Words turn into sentences, sentences turn into paragraphs, paragraphs turn into War and Peace. I hope I can go back to Corolla sometime. That was a pretty fun place to just relax. I'll be back later with pictures (hopefully).
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1/3 Finished [05 Jan 2006|06:49pm]
I just finished the first third of my second novel. I've had some people in the past ask about my writing, and I've been reluctant to post any of it on the Internet due to the fact that publishers don't want the work to be printed in any kind of public forum, including private web pages.

So here's what I'm going to do: I made a separate livejournal account, and made it friends only. If you wish to read my book as it progresses, all you have to do is register an account at livejournal.com (if you don't have one already) and add the username bolognia to your friends list. And then I'll accept the add and you'll be able to read it as long as you're logged in to livejournal. I'll post a little synopsis of exactly what it's all about.

Title: The Adventure Tournament
Author: Nicholas Andrews
Genre: Fantasy/Comedy

Remy Fairwyn is an enthusiastic youngster whose ambition is to travel the land in search of fame and treasure, righting wrongs and winning glory. Unfortunately, he's currently enrolled in a seemingly neverending program of education at Foeny University. And he has a father who disapproves of such pursuits. And he happens to have a mind more suited to a beast of burden than a fame-seeking adventurer. But that all changes when the kingdom's powers-that-be introduce an Adventure Tournament, with instant fame being the prize at the end.

This story contains (1) corrupt organization looking to use the kingdom's woes to swell its own coffers. Contains your daily requirement of Feminist Healers, Professional Wrestlers, Glory-craving Kings, Pompous Asses, Narcoleptic Thieves, Overbearing Fathers, Ambiguously Related Love Interests, Runaway Treasure Chests and a smattering of Cute Cat-Lizard Things Looking to Devour the Entire Kingdom with their Sweet Song. Also contains one (1) Remy, perhaps the most ill-suited adventurer to ever wield a big piece of wood. Stir the brain well before reading; if explosion occurs, DO NOT ATTEMPT TO INGEST.

Will Remy be able to confront all these elements and cook up an unlikely victory? Or is his whole participation merely a recipe for disaster?

The address is http://www.livejournal.com/users/bolognia The prologue is already posted. So feel free to read and comment all you like. The more people that read, the more motivated I'll be to work on it consistently.
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My first Remix [13 Dec 2005|08:30am]
So I downloaded Wavepad so that I could add some intros onto the theme songs I downloaded for MECCA, and I got bored with just adding stuff onto the beginning, so I actually made an attempt at creating my own remix... what I did was take Fighter's Passion (ROH wrestler Low Ki's face theme) and mix it together with Realest Killaz (his heel theme). What came out sounds... okay. This is my first attempt at anything musical ever. (No, four years of clarinet in junior high doesn't count)

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Class Reunion [27 Nov 2005|04:44pm]
I went to my high school reunion yesterday. It was fun. It was nice to see some familiar faces, as well as people who I haven't thought of in years. Of course, I was mostly talking to the people I've seen regularly since graduation like Jim, Art, David and Jason, but I tried to go around and chat with everybody I could for a few minutes. I saw Kelly Schweickart again, and forgot how much I've missed seeing her, even though we've hung out a few times in the last five years. She and Andrea Minarcek (one of our class officers who organized the reunion) are still two of the nicest people I've ever met. Just genuinely friendly to everybody, and a couple of sweethearts. I wish I could be as nice as them. And Andrea ties my old Spanish movie-making buddy Aaron Modic for Coolest Profession. She works in New York for National Geographic Adventure Magazine, and Aaron is a nanotechnologist (which really doesn't surprise me, but damn that's impressive).

I was playing pool with Jim, Art and Kelly, and sucked at it spectacularly. Seriously, that was the worst I've ever been at that game. This comes after I brag about being on the "Awesome level of the Awesome Chart." So that prompted me to get a nametag and write my name on it, followed by a mocking (Best Pool Player Ever) underneath it. Then I talked for about an hour with Melissa Engimann, whom I've known since Kindergarten (we were seated next to each other in both K-1st grade, so she was probably one of my first school friends). I didn't even recognize her at first! I always thought she was kind of pretty, but she was looking hot last night. She's in Delaware now, going after her masters degree in history and anthropology. I also got to hear her swear for the first time EVER in life. I don't know which impressed me more. ;) Talked wtih Alan Mayse a bit, and Jim informed him of his RCW success, but I was happy to inform him that I have since beaten him for the title. ;)

There was a kind of funny incident with a girl named Katy who I went to elementary school with. She noted that I looked kind of uncomfortable, and said I should have a drink to calm me down, despite the fact that I insisted that I was NOT uncomfortable, I've just always been naturally fidgety. She finally convinced me, so I bought a White Russian. It was good, but drinking makes me tired, so I sat there like a zombie for the next half hour. I did make sure to track her back down and thank her for the recommendation, though.

When I left, Andrea told me that they're going to try and do this again next year, so hopefully we'll get more people from our class to come. Though we had a good turnout, I don't think even half our class was there, and some key people that I wanted to see didn't show up. All in all, it was nice seeing a lot of people again, if only for a few minutes, and I found myself not remembering the last time I saw them (graduation was such a blur), but the first. So I would look at someone and think, third grade or fourth grade. Everyone there seemed genuninely happy to see everyone else, so it was nice. Some people I would have liked to sit down with in a more intimate setting and really get caught up with, but that's life. Special thanks to Andrea and Michael Murray for organizing the whole party. It was fun, guys.
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[23 Nov 2005|06:33am]
Was there ever a more hideous sound than that of country singers singing Christmas songs?
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RIP Eddie Guerrero... [14 Nov 2005|01:30am]
I still can't believe it. One of the best wrestlers of this generation was found dead in his hotel room this morning. It's one of those slaps in the face that life likes to give you from time to time.

I never knew Eddie Guerrero personally. It is up to his friends and family to remember him for the person that he was, and by all accounts, he was a very good person. The only way I can remember him is as a fan of his work. I'm not a fan of "real" sports, but I imagine that the feeling I got when I heard this terrible news was akin to someone hearing about one of their favorite athletes dying. The difference is, in wrestling, the entire business is centered around getting the fans emotionally invested in its performers. With no "real" winners or losers, the drama is the key. If a wrestler can get the audience behind you, savoring your every move on the way to a victory, or get them to boo you in hopes of seeing you get your clock cleaned, then he's done his job. And Eddie was one of the best.

I don't think I've ever been as happy for a wrestler as I was for Eddie when he won the WWE Championship at No Way Out in February 2004. When I first saw him in WCW, I became a fan of his work, but I didn't enjoy the WCW product. I read numerous reports of how he was unhappy there, and I got behind him (and Benoit, Saturn and Malenko) immediately when they jumped to the WWF, which back then was the land of opportunity for wrestlers. I cringed when he dislocated his elbow in his very first match with the company, and marveled at how he could get the fans to chant "Eddie sucks!" even when all he was doing was wandering around ringside with his arm in a sling.

I was saddened when he was sent to rehab a little over a year later for being hooked on pain pills, and with his release after a subsequent DUI incident, I didn't think I'd ever see him in WWE again. But through hard work, determination, a willinginess to admit his mistakes, and some great matches during his time on the independents, he was hired back and I marked like crazy when he returned in April 2002 and powerbombed RVD off the ropes. In the fall of 2002, he and the rest of the "Smackdown Six" (Chris Benoit, Chavo Guerrero, Rey Mysterio, Edge and Kurt Angle) put on some of the best matches ever aired on WWE TV, and made the fall season quite possibly Smackdown's best run in its entire history.

In 2003, something interesting happened. Fans really started to get behind Eddie via his partnership with his nephew Chavo (and Tajiri, when Chavo was injured). WWE started pushing him as a big star on Smackdown, and even an attempt to turn him heel failed, as the fans would just not boo Eddie, no matter what he did. In early 2004, Brock Lesnar was WWE Champion. It was known that he would be facing Goldberg at WrestleMania XX in Goldberg's last WWE match, and that WWE didn't want that to be a title match. Around this time, Eddie started a storyline with Kurt Angle, and was suddenly in position for a possible World Title run.

I had long since given up hope that Eddie would ever get his due as one of the best workers in the world with a World Title reign, at least in WWE, but all of a sudden, Eddie wins a title shot against Brock at No Way Out, and Angle is involved in a Triple Threat number one contenders' match. Could it be that Smackdown's main event for the Biggest Show Ever would be Angle vs. Eddie for the title? The match came, Eddie frogsplashed Brock and pinned him, and I went bonkers. The first thing Eddie did was jump into the first row and hug the fans with so much gusto that security had to literally drag him back over the guardrail.

I never thought I'd see Eddie and Benoit at the top of WWE, let alone both of them. But at WrestleMania XX a month later, Benoit also captured the Raw's World Title in the last match. After Benoit's celebration, just before they went off the air, he turned around and suddenly Eddie was there with the WWE Title. Seeing these two real life friends who had faced so many of the tough times together and had their careers be paralelled in so many ways embrace and then raise each others' arms with their World Titles was an image that will be burned into my mind for eternity.

Yes, Eddie had a history of drug problems, but that had apparently been put behind him. Just after his death, Vince McMahon and Chavo Guerrero held a press conference where Chavo said that Eddie had just passed his fourth anniversary of sobriety, and that nothing about Eddie seemed out of place when they were eating breakfast earlier. Another report stated that Eddie was found with his toothbrush in his mouth and may have died of heart failure. To me, that doesn't sound like someone who died of an OD, so until an autopsy can prove otherwise, I'm giving Eddie the benefit of a doubt. It's certainly possible and very cruel that his past problems could have played a belated part in his death.

It's sad indeed that Eddie Guerrero is gone, but at the same time I can look back at his past accomplishments and be happy. I'm happy that he turned his life around and was able to once again experience the love of his wife and daughters. I'm happy that he was able to have his moment in the sun. I'm happy that there is so much to look back on and remember him for.

Somewhere out there in Afterlife Championship Wrestling, Owen Hart and Chris Candido better watch out. Eddie Guerrero is coming, and he's after the title. Lie, cheat and steal indeed. Eddie stole my heart, as well as those of millions of wrestling fans. He will be missed dearly.
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Easiest Questionnaire Ever: The Ultimate Drinking Survey [25 Sep 2005|06:28am]
1. Have you ever been drunk?

That renders the rest pretty much irrelevant. ;)

"So how does it feel to be in a building that doesn't sell alcohol? I'm just looking out for you. You all doing okay cause you can't get drunk? I'll tell you, I'm doing great. I'm doing so much better than everybody here right now... but hey, you guys knew that, right? Me being better than you and everything? We've done this before. It's old hat by now. You people were led down the wrong path, and I don't feel... trust me, you'll get tired way before I do. You were all led down the wrong path, and I'm not mad at you, I just feel sorry for you. You see, Raven took you by the collar and led you down the road to ruin. Raven is just like my lousy, drunk father. Raven, where did being extreme ever get you? I saw somebody else here earlier today, he came to hang out, and he probably had to buy a ticket to get in... Danny Doring. There's a perfect example of somebody under the tutelage of Raven. Where did you ever go, Danny Doring? You bought a ticket to... oh, this is great! You've got a beer in your hands! Hey, Doring, I'm warning you. You'll need another six pack of courage before you step in the ring with me. And that beer you drink has never and will never touch my lips. Therefore, I am BETTER than you!"
-CM Punk
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Dreams Part II [24 Sep 2005|11:52pm]
In the last entry I made, the dreams were kind of depressing. The other night, though, I'm dreaming that I was driving my uncle's go-cart in my old neighborhood when the cops pull me over. But wait, it wasn't the police after all. They kidnapped me, along with an elderly man and woman, and two more guys around my age and forced us to participate in one of those "Bachelorette" type reality shows! Me and the two other guys were introduced to a myriad of girls, and we would have to pick one to marry by the end of the season or else (maybe they were going to off us or something, I don't know). Me and one of the other guys decide we're going to be exactly the opposite of the way we really are, but the girls weren't buying it. Just as I was actually starting to get along with and like one of the girls, I woke up.

Stupid Salsa Doritos. It's all your fault.
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People are Really Stupid [21 Sep 2005|04:00am]
I just came across this little AIM gem from back in the day...

Jra14: a/s/l?
NykkPPV: Hi! Do you wish to talk?
Jra14: yeah lol
NykkPPV: Great! With the Interactive Talkmatic, you can talk to NykkPPV for hours at a time!
Jra14: lol
Jra14: a/s/l?
NykkPPV: We can talk about: (pick one) Sports, Current News Issues, Occupation, or Other!
NykkPPV: Your time of response has expired. Your time with the Interactive Talkmatic is up. Please send a self addressed stamped envelope, along with your check for $75. Thank you!

Jra14: sorry i sighned of earlier a/s/l?
NykkPPV: Hi! Do you wish to talk?
Jra14: yeah lol
Jra14: a/s/l?
NykkPPV: Great! With the Interactive Talkmatic, you can talk to NykkPPV for hours at a time!
Jra14: lol
Jra14: how old are you?
NykkPPV: We can talk about: (pick one) Sports, Current News Issues, Occupation, or Other!
Jra14: none
NykkPPV: You have selected: none Great! How long would you wish to speak to the Interactive Talkmatic?
Jra14: are you a machine?
NykkPPV: You have selected: are you a machine? Great!
NykkPPV: Your time with the Interactive Talkmatic is up. Please send a self addressed stamped envelope, along with your check for $75. Thank you!
Jra14: no im not paying for shit
NykkPPV: Your refusal to send money will result in automatic canceling of your Interactive Talkmatic usage. We mentioned the fee in previous Instant Message Notes. Thank you.
Jra14: no i dont care i dont wanna talk to you anyway your boring and im still not paying for shit
Jra14: thank you
Jra14: bye
NykkPPV: Thank you, come again!
Jra14: loser
NykkPPV: Thank you, come again!
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Recognize [06 Aug 2005|04:55am]
I had this odd experience at work the other night. Somebody said hello to me, called me by name, and I had absolutely no clue who they were. It happens to people every so often, but the odd thing is that it doesn't happen to me. Ever. Sure, I may not remember everyone's name off the top of my head, especially if I haven't seen them in a long time... but I always at least recognize them from somewhere. I'm not someone who knows so many people that I just up and forget who they are.

But, two days later... nothing. I didn't recognize this girl (she was pretty; you'd think I'd recognize her just because of that), I had no idea what her name was, and it's bugging the shit out of me. It probably came across like that too, as I tend to be short with people I don't know, and since I had nothing to draw upon to even ask her the simplest of questions, I wasn't too talkative. It's odd when this happens, because it means that you've had more impact on that person's life than they had on yours. It's rather disconcerting.
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For anyone who doesn't already know... [16 Apr 2005|01:06am]

I've told a lot of my family and friends about this, but for anyone who doesn't know, I sold my first short story to ShadowGlass Magazine a couple of months ago. It's now available for viewing in the new Spring issue at www.shadowglassmagazine.com It's free, don't worry. Check out the great job T.E. Simmers did on the illustrations for my story. Maybe it's because I used to draw a lot myself, but having someone base their work off something that I've written is a huge thrill for me. An awesome feeling that I hope never goes away, no matter how many stories I get published. So anyway, I've now made the step from amateur writer to published writer... and I don't really feel any different, but it is only a minor step after all. Anyway, I think anyone who's into adventure fantasy will get a kick out of my story. Hopefully everyone who reads this message will read it.

Remember, www.shadowglassmagazine.com, Spring issue, and my story is called Spoils of the Gods.
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Missing a certain friend [14 Jan 2005|03:26am]
[ mood | depressed ]

Yeah, for those who have read my journal, you can guess by now that one of the few times I really open up about the way I feel is when my friend Jen has visited. Well, she came here again on the 3rd, and just went home today. She's commented before about possibly moving up here to Ohio, and I'll admit, I've always been a bit skeptical. Except for the time we spent in our "relationship," where I was more hopeful. But last night, she commented to me that she didn't feel like there was a lot left for her back home, if anything. If she did, it would be about the greatest gift in the world, having a friend so close to my heart around whenever I'd want to see her. Ten days can be a long time to spend with a person, even if they're the greatest person in the world. Last night, I thought there might be a bit of relief when she left, since there hasn't been a whole lot of "me" time while she was here (and no, Jen, the time I spent in my room watching Hercules wasn't just because I happened to be pissed at you, that was part of it too). But instead, I got a bad feeling of loneliness (even though there are others around me, such as my roommate) and depression. It gets harder to say goodbye every time.

Yes, we drive each other crazy. We make each other mad, we accuse each other of outlandish things and not-so outlandish things, and there was more than one instance while she was here in which I was particularly angry (just as I'm sure she's probably a little hot at me right now still), but you know what? I wouldn't trade it for anything in the world. Friends make each other mad sometimes, and I think one of the reasons we get mad at each other so often is because we share a very special bond. But I'm comfortable with getting mad around her, because I know we'll still be friends when it's all said and done, and this is coming from someone who tries his hardest to stay cool and collected all the time. We have some issues from way back that I can never seem to find the words to address when we're face to face, but as she said, we're only human.

I remember the first time she visited, and how sad I felt when she had to leave. It seemed like she'd never be back for some reason. The second time, I was angry with her for breaking up with me, but I still was able to enjoy her visit and getting to know her as a friend again. And then, last night it hit me as I was tossing and turning, that since she had stayed a few days longer this time, I had gotten used to having her here, and had to accept the fact that it would be very depressing without her. I wouldn't be seeing her for a long time, and luckily she was still up and I was able to convey some of that to her. With apologies to my masculine side, I was trying very hard not to break down and cry, and I haven't cried since my mom died. As always, the anticipation of the act is worse than the act itself, and saying goodbye today wasn't too hard. But after it all settled in, and it really hit home that she was gone when she called to let us know she was back in Denver safely, I'm now back to where I was yesterday, fighting off the tears.

It helps to write this, to put things into perspective, and at the same time reaffirm how I feel to Jen, who I'm sure will read this. Even though she's said some things to me that would oridinarily make me never want to talk to a person again, I do because in some ways she's more family to me than my own family. I hope she gets back here as soon as possible, even if it does mean saying goodbye again. Some of the happiest feelings I've ever known have been because of her. Jen, that happy life *is* out there for all of us, and I'll always be here to help you toward it in any way I can. I love you, and I miss you.

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End of the Year Survey [21 Dec 2004|02:25pm]
1. What did you do in 2004 that you'd never done before?
Went to a Ring of Honor show. Two, matter of fact.

2. Did you keep your New Years resolutions, and will you make more for next year?
I don't make resolutions.

3. Did anyone close to you give birth?
Yep, my friend's brother Mark and my friend Jay. Well, they didn't give birth, but their wife and girlfriend did. ;)

4. Did anyone close to you die?

5. What countries did you visit?

6. What would you like to have in 2005 that you lacked in 2004?
A girlfriend.

7. What date from 2004 will remain etched upon your memory and why?
6/12/04: Ring... of... Honor!

8. What was your biggest achievement of the year?
Um... staying in good health?

9. What was your biggest failure?
I failed to do what I said I was going to do, and get a steady girlfriend.

10. Did you suffer illness or injury?
Nothing exciting.

11. What was the best thing you bought?
A DVD player, since I use it so much.

12. Whose behavior merited celebration?
Behavior merits celebration?

13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?
A lot of people's reactions to the election.

14. Where did most of your money go?
Bills and food.

15. What did you get really, really, really excited about?
Wrestling events, each new quarter in school, etc.

16. What song will always remind you of 2004?
Don't know.

17. Compared to this time last year, are you happier or sadder?
I'm probably about the same, actually.

ii. thinner or fatter?

iii. richer or poorer?

18. What do you wish you'd done more of?
Writing, but then I always say that, even when I've written a lot.

19. What do you wish you'd done less of?
slacking off.

20. How will you be spending Christmas?
Going to my uncle's house in Columbus.

22. Did you fall in love in 2004?

23. How many one night stands?

24. What was your favorite TV program(s)?
Wolf's Rain became a favorite.

25. Do you hate anyone now that you didn't hate this time last year?

26. What was the best book you read?
A Song of Ice and Fire by George R. R. Martin.

27. What was your greatest musical discovery?
Soul Casket! :)

28. What did you want and got?
I'll have to think about that.

29. What did you want and not get?
See question 9.

30. What was your favorite film of this year?
Spider-man 2.

31. What did you do on your birthday?
My birthday's on the 29th.

32. What one thing would have made your year more satisfying?
To get something published.

33. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2004?
Same as always.

34. What kept you sane?
plenty of friends, wrestling, anime, writing

35. Which celebrity did you fancy the most?
Gail Kim! <3 <3 <3

36. What political issue stirred you the most?
The election fallout was the only thing that stirred me.

37. Who did you miss?
Friends I haven't heard from in a while, others who have died...

38. Who was the best new person you met?
Katie! My songbird of a friend.

39. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2004.
Not from 2004, but be thankful for what you have. Compared to others, you have it pretty good.

40. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year.
Dale a tu cuerpo alegria Macarena / Que tu cuerpo es pa' darle alegria y cosa buena / Dale a tu cuerpo alegria, Macarena / Hey Macarena

Well, maybe not... ;)
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[08 Nov 2004|01:33am]
[ mood | volatile ]

I'm bored, so I'm writing this. Sunday evenings have always been depressing for me, perhaps because it means the weekend is almost over. I should be starting my paper for English class, but I feel like procrastinating a little bit longer. I'm really starting to feel the wear of going to school for what seems like forever. That's why I can't wait for winter break coming up, because it will be my first long break from school since last year's winter break (I've taken summer classes for the past three years). The only thing that has kept me going (in school anyway) these last couple of years would have to be my writing classes. They seem to be the only classes that I have fun and feel like I belong in. I don't feel I have to justify all the years and money spent on college after I graduate by making a lot of money, but if I ever do make a lot of money off my writing, and I get one of those alumni letters begging for donations, I will kindly tell them to go fuck themselves. Most of my friends have already heard my diatribe about college being one of the world's biggest scams, so I won't repeat it here. Yes, college has taught me to be a better writer, but that was thanks to my professors and fellow students, not the school itself. If anyone should get extra money, it should be them. It's not like the creative writing department needs more money. What the hell would they spend it on? I'll give you the secret to becoming a good writer, and it doesn't require a whole lot of money: write, read, write, write, read, revise, get others' opinions, revise, write, read, write and WRITE. Then start over again.

Oh, and though this may ostracize a few of my friends, this is not aimed at anyone personally. To all the people who are so upset that Bush won the election... get over it. Bush is NOT the devil incarnate, and the world is NOT coming to an end. Even with him in office, we still enjoy a better quality of life than just about anywhere in the world. Bush won the election fairly, with no controversy, the majority spoke, so deal with it. I'd be saying the same thing to all the Bush people if Kerry had won. But you know what? No matter who won, people would STILL bitch constantly, and STILL be dragging the president's name through the mud at every opportunity. If one issue is resolved, another will ALWAYS take its place. This is the price of democracy, and no one ever said it was perfect. Another part of the price is all this whining from the Bush-haters. America gives everyone their right to their opinion, though most who actually voice their opinion are content with not actually doing anything about it. Well, some people seem to want to move to Canada, but just remember... Canada is NEVER the answer.

And by the way, I didn't vote. Eat me.

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[17 Oct 2004|06:11am]
Nothing from nowhere, I'm no one at all
Radiate, recognize one silent call as we all form one dark flame
your hate
faith lost
are now
of us
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Does Heaven need prison guards? [01 Oct 2004|02:58am]
Not much going on here. I've been really tired this week for some reason. Maybe I've just been so busy since school started that it finally caught up with me, I don't know. Even though I got plenty of sleep last night, I still had to pace around at work to keep from yawning constantly.

Let's see... my search for a girlfriend, or even for a date, plods along uneventfully. I met a girl through myspace that I really like, and really get along with... but she just got dumped and needs some time to recuperate. I totally respect this, but goddamn. The universe is mocking me. It's payback for that poem I wrote two entries ago, I think. Anyway, she actually contacted me (!) a week and half ago or so, and said she'd like to get to know me better than what I have in my profile. Apparently, she read a comment I made in Heather's livejournal and that's what inspired her to talk to me. It makes me wonder just what I wrote that could cause a person to think, "I want to get to know this person." Was it my writing ability, or did I truly make my personality shine through to the other side of someone's computer screen? Because of her current emotional situation, I've been trying really hard not to fall for her, but I can feel my self-restraint chipping away by the second. So yeah, I dig this girl. I won't name names... yeah I will, her name spelled backwards is annA. Well... I guess that doesn't work too well. ;) I should probably tell her this, rather than writing it here in public, unless she happens to read this anyway (I'm such a big chicken). Maybe next time I talk to her over AIM, I'll find the cajones to say something.

In other news, from the world of wrestling... Ray Traylor, aka The Big Bossman, passed away last week from a massive heart attack. Yet another of the wrestlers I watched as a kid dies way too young, at 42. However, unlike the deaths of Davey Boy Smith (The British Bulldog) and Curt Hennig (Mr. Perfect), this appears to be a fairly innocent death, with no suggestion of drugs having played a part. I said the same thing when Hennig died; those that we watched as kids represent a small piece of our childhood, and when they die, they take that piece with them. When I heard of his death, and thought of my favorite Bossman moments, only one thing came to mind. Was it something good? Nope. It was "casket surfing." All you wrestling fans will know what I mean. So in his honor I shall share a poem that Traylor read live on Raw in 1999, amidst the "so bad it became entertaining" Bossman-Big Show feud.

With the deepest regrets and tears that are soaked
I'm sorry to hear your dad finally croaked
He lived a full life on his own terms;
soon he'll be buried and eaten by worms
But if I could have a son as stupid as you,
I'd have wished for cancer so I would die too!
So be brave and be strong; get your life on track--
'cause the old bastard's dead and he ain't never coming back!

And yes, that is meant in a loving way. RIP, Ray.

If you ever take a trip down to Cobb County, Georgia
You'd better read the signs, respect the law and order
You'll serve hard times
You'll be serving hard times
You know the Big Bossman'll make you walk the line
You better watch out, punk, or you'll be serving hard times
He carries a big stick, a ball and chain too
If you're looking for trouble, he'll be coming after you
You'll serve hard times...
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