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SORRY EVERYONE. WRONG ENTRY.
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[04 Mar 2003|03:08pm] |
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I hate to do this to everyone, but I am about to ditch this LiveJournal.
"![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif?v=92.2) monkeigh" was a name I came up with some years ago, back when I was fascinated with monkeys.
((monkey) - (ey)) + ((leigh) - (l)) = monkeigh
It kind of hurts to look at the name, because it's very much not who I am now.
And the paid account is about to run out in a few days, so I decided to simply not renew the account, and get a new one.
Say hello to rupan, my new journal.
So, if you want to continue reading the adventures of Leigh Aucoin, check that account and add it to your friends list, if necessary.
I will attempt to lighten the amount of friends I have on there, so I won't add everyone on my friends list onto rupan initially. Just give me a heads up that you still read, and I'll add you.
Thanks for understanding.
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[03 Mar 2003|05:19pm] |
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There was a long and boring entry here, but to sum it up:
I don't like living alone.
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[28 Feb 2003|06:52pm] |
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Concert tonight.
I will probably not punch anyone, but if I see any little kids in a group with hair spiked up and a shirt that says "NO PREPPIES," urge will be rather hard to resist.
I can do it though.
Yes, this is a pointless post, so I will just throw in a bunch of unimportant images and comment on them.
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[25 Feb 2003|09:58pm] |
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Essentially, if you want to sell some stupid shit you have laying in the back of the closet that you don't want to wear, you can post it on eBay, but put "EMO" in the title. Anything with that label will sell, I swear.
Example: http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&item=2509801705&category=33012
Since when is anything Metallica EMO?
(edit; 9:59) Oh, I neglected to notice the STAR on the back of the shirt. SORRY
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[23 Feb 2003|05:25pm] |
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There's this anime called One Piece. I watched some of the episodes of it, it's pretty neat.
But the only source for these episodes turns out to be KAZAAAAAA and other such file sharing utilities. One doesn't know the quality of the episodes found until they're downloaded, and this is a bad thing.
So here's a little project I'm working on: Bad One Piece Subtitles. So far, I have subs from episode 15, and I plan to get them from episodes 16, 17, and 18 as well.
For those of you who know what the hell this is, enjoy. Others, just ignore this.
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| My day thus far. |
[21 Feb 2003|09:54am] |
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6:25 AM.
Dad says, "Leigh, I'm leaving for work right now. It's almost 6:30 so you should probably get up too. See you later."
I doze back off to sleep. I desperately try to re-enter whatever dream I was in the middle of when I was awakened.
7:02 AM.
I wake up, look at the clock. The first thing out of my mouth is:
"FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK"
Ten minutes earlier, Gerard was at my house, ready to pick me up. Leigh was asleep.
I run downstairs, and sheepishly check to see if Gerard is out there (He is not) then dash to the phone to call my dad to pick me up.
"The person you have tried to call, ..."
"LIONEL, AUCOIN"
"...is not available. Please leave a message after the tone."
Beep.
I leave a message stating the situtation. Silly me, I overslept. Hopefully he'll get here in time to drop me off for my Calculus test.
Calculus. My single toughest class, because I'm not a math-minded individual. I can learn almost anything, it just takes time. Time that I don't feel necessary to spend. For this test, I felt rather prepared, and ready to rock it. I knew the stuff. I was ready.
9:06 AM.
And with that, I missed Calculus. No dad picking me up.
So I'm forced to stay at home, wasting my day away playing video games and reading.
I'll try to make the best of it.
Today will rock.
I don't care if I missed a Calculus test. There's always retakes.
It doesn't bother me that I missed Web Mastering. Someone else can do my work in there. They all need to learn to rely on themselves more than they rely on me.
Computer Science is not even really a class. I could miss a week in there and still catch up in about 45 minutes.
Everything will be okay. I just need to sit and calm down.
Everything's fine.
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[20 Feb 2003|11:07pm] |
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I'm sorry, everyone.
These past few days, I've taken to partial reclusion from the internet. Nothing different is happening, I just don't feel too good about myself anymore.
I just want to go to heaven with God and just watch people's lives develop. I'm sick of acting out my life, I just want to watch others lives their own.
But maybe there's something out there for me, maybe I have a reason to live each day rather than sit around in my room and play video games. Maybe I mean something to someone, and that makes me happy.
No matter how shitty I feel, I know there's people who are having a worse day than me. That, paired with the fact that I lead a good (albeit lame) life is what keeps me from being depressed and keeps me going each day.
I swear, one of these days, I'll write an entry with meaning. Maybe this is one, I'm not sure.
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[14 Feb 2003|06:42pm] |
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I don't learn much in physics, but today I did learn that the TACOMA NARROWS BRIDGE fell and did its crazy liquefication thing due to SPIRALS.
HMM...
I think there's a little spiral curse going on here!
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[12 Feb 2003|07:09pm] |
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I'm really upset with almost everyone at work.
Here's situation:
1) GUY1 has AIM on his computer, and for some reason has it to store his password and username. AIM is not allowed on any of the network's computers in the first place, and anyone found with it on their computer will get fired.
2) We switch computers in the room (Though I'm at the same one), and GUY2 gets GUY1's computer.
3) GUY2 figures out that GUY1's name and password for AIM are still on the computer.
4) GUY2 decides to destroy GUY1's life by telling people that he is going to kill them, and that he wants to fight people.
Now, I don't even like GUY1 very much. I think he's an idiot and a bigot, but that doesn't stop me from seeing the blatant wrong in this situation.
However, nobody else at work seems to notice how fucking wrong this is, and cheers GUY2 on with his attempts at ruining GUY1.
The other guys I work with decide to find out his password, and fuck up his life further while at home, and get others to do the same. This was the worst part about it.
I'm put in the position where I can:
A) Rectify this situation by reporting GUY2, and feel good about myself for sticking to my morals, but at the cost of possibly losing two of my fellow employees, as well as the respect for everyone else I work with.
B) Keep my mouth shut, keep the respect of my fellow employees, and feel like a dumbshit.
Now, the obvious choice is A, but it's not that easy if you're a human. I don't want anyone else to decide this for me, but if I have any support from my coworkers, which I likely don't, I may bring it up.
But I don't see that coming, so I'll just remain quiet and shrug it off. It'll be hard, because I have a decent sense of justice and sticking up for the underdog, but...
We'll see.
edit; CHEF, if you intend to ride with me to get overtime, I'm letting you know now that I have to stop and get a Hepatitus B immunization shot before going to work, which will probably take about 5-10 minutes. It's on the route to work, but we'll be a little late because my mom scheduled the appointment before I told her I was working overtime tomorrow.
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| Help Leigh with his Senior Project! |
[10 Feb 2003|09:06pm] |
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Poll #101071
cereal poll
Open to: All, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 20
If you were allowed to create your own brand of cereal, what would you name it?
The one that I like the best will likely be used! Also, keep it clean, this will be presented to a bunch of businessmen and stuff, so no "[CURSEWORD]-O'S" or "TALIBRAN"
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[10 Feb 2003|03:31pm] |
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The guy at the post office mistook me for a girl.
I guess it's about time to get a haircut?
Yeah...
Give me a week.
Oh well, off to work.
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| Fanmail for my lemonade vs. pink lemonade site. |
[07 Feb 2003|08:39pm] |
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This made my relatively crappy Friday not so bad. This is only the second e-mail I've gotten from someone out there on the information superhighway in response to a website I've made.
The other was in response to my Caesar website (STARRING CHARACTERS FROM BERSERK), saying that my description of Caska from Berserk was wrong, which it was. When I did the page, I'd only seen the first four episodes of the series, giving me a skewed perception.
Anyway, what follows is an e-mail I just got in my 99% empty except for LJ comments and spam mailbox:
Hi Leigh,
My 7yo daughter, my wife, and I, are tonight
having a blind taste contest between pink
and yellow lemonade. Just for the heck of
it I did an internet search...and wound up
at your page.
I can taste a difference between the two...
I think. I think the pink tastes sweeter.
I looked on minutemaid.com and they list
grapes as an ingredient of pink but not
yellow. So I guess pink is more "grapey"
in flavor? Hmmm.
Anyway, thought I'd drop you a line to
let you know your web page got a "hit."
Take care.
Philip *******
Really makes me happy.
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[06 Feb 2003|07:05pm] |
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I think I finally decided that it's worthwhile to actually attempt to make good grades in school. The past two-three years, I've just kind of slid by, just with enough to succeed.
Now that I see my grades, I guess I need to spend a little more time... Hopefully, though maybe not very significant, I will be able to bring my grades up in this last semester of school.
And if I intend to do that, I should be working on homework right now.
I really wish I would have not just given up on school, because without any attempts at hard work, I'm not really learning anything.
Let's hope I do.
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OMFG
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[04 Feb 2003|07:05pm] |
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I have a strong dislike for half of the people I work with.
Because I hate lying to people, and holding shit in, here is a list of people I dislike at work, and why:
JOEY: Though he's funny and all, he is not very bright at all. He knows incredibly little about making websites, and we have to pick up his slack. I spent about 15 minutes (A small amount, but still, it was work that I shouldn't have done) formatting his website so that it would look normal. How he got hired, I have no clue. He does work, but often does it wrong.
BRAD (From DHS, "TUPAC" is what they call him): He's a cool guy and all, and I'd hang out with him, but I've only seen him do work a few times. He's mostly just sitting, talking to Adam about music and stuff. Admittedly, there wasn't much to do right now, but he could at least appear to be busy. He, Adam, the other Brad, and Dustin were all shooting rubber bands at each other for most of work today.
ADAM: He works in the same group as I does, on the same projects as me. He doesn't seem to know much about making websites, and what he does know obviously isn't with the software that we use, and need to use to complete this project. He wants to take the easiest route out, as demonstrated earlier today when he purposely worked on a single page that was incredibly light work, and wanted no other stuff to work on. I'll show him how to do this stuff, and make him work, but right now, he's one of the people kind of pissing me off most. Shot rubber bands, which alone pissed me off because it was counterproductive to our work, or at least him learning software, and downright childish. I don't know how he got hired.
KYLE: Kyle is okay now, but earlier he pissed me off because he seemed cocky, and seemed to think he was better than everyone else.
GABBY: And I know Gabby will read this somehow, but her presence alone at work makes me not really want to come. As I do my work, it's usually Gabby that comes and sits next to me and stares at me and tries to make meaningless conversation about stuff she bought. A lot of the time at work, she does exactly this, but with other people. Sometimes, though, she does work, like today, but today she didn't do any actual work for our site. A lot of other little things about her bother me, but let's just leave it at that she annoys me. I don't know how she got hired.
DUSTIN: Ehh, various things. He's a racist, it seems. He doesn't know anything about any of the software we use, and knows even less about websites and computers in general than anyone else I work with. He yells at his computer for being so stupid when it's his own fault for not knowing the software. He acts childishly, and is essentially a waste of SCPPS' money. I have no clue how he got hired. He must have lied about his qualifications.
MS. BERGERON: One of our two supervisors. I, as with the others on this list, don't know how she got hired. Sure, she's nice, but she doesn't know anything about making websites. She just kind of sits there and agrees to everything you say. I know she's just in this for the large amount of money she's getting for this, and she probably doesn't want to be here, so she pretends that she knows this shit.
Everyone else at work (Uhhh, Jeff, Brad, Russel, and Ms. Raina Robert) are all cool, and they know what they're doing. I'm glad to work with them. But I hope the rest of these people get fired.
I'll probably be over this by tomorrow, and ready to work on it, but shits, my little group has to convert the 150+ pages within here to the new template before March, in addition to all of the other necessary work.
I kind of don't want to do this anymore. But it's only 10 hours of work a week, and I'm getting paid more than minimum wage... I guess I can stick with it, I just hope the others can't.
This post was private, but now it's public, because I don't like to lie. I'll probably get over this anger soon, because I'm just that kind of guy, but right now I am indeed pissed at more than half of the people I work with.
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[02 Feb 2003|09:48am] |
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I was asked to clean out a box full of crap I had from school. In the box, I found some notebook where I kept a log of everything that happened every few minutes. It kept my sanity, but reading back to what I wrote, I was not only a moron, but a shallow young man!
I think earlier, I typed up one of these (HERE) but not the others.
So here, for anyone interested in what I found important two years ago, is a complete log of the events of those two other days in Driver's Ed!
( June 3, 2001 - Day 2... )
( June 4(?) - Day 3 like a mofo )
Oh man I hate myself from the past. It's really funny to read how "LONELY" I was back then, but expected girls to just come to me and want to date me. No effort required on my part, it would just "happen." I'm very glad now that I give no SHITS about relationship. Being a gangsta is straight up awesome.
More to come later, maybe.
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[01 Feb 2003|12:50am] |
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Yeah today was so fricking rad I am surprised I am still alive.
5 things I did today:
- Did not eat breakfast and WAS NOT HUNGRY throughout the day somehow.
- Was sneaky like a ninja and read various pages on the internet while the teacher wasn't looking in MS Office class (Where I got ADAPT for using the internet)
- Downloaded and burned some CD to teach me Portuguese (For no reason than to freak everyone's favorite Brazilian foreign exchange student out eventually)
- Saw 'The NO-GOOD FLIES' practice in person. Heard "THE LEGENDARY THEME" played by ROD and was all "YEAH." I think I saw some girl I know called JESSICA (??) coming out of her Luling house seeing as how Jeff's practice PAD is next door to her house. I was incredibly surprised by the talent of my friends and I give them PROPS.
- Played a hell of a lot of DDR on the new DDREX machine. Dawan wasn't annoying. Hooray!
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So overall, everything turned out great today, though I am rather sore from DDR. And then there's DnD tomorrow. HOORJ!
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[27 Jan 2003|07:32pm] |
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At work, we're actually, well, doing work. Mostly just conversion to a new site template from the actual information on the site. I'm getting the incredibly FUN topic of "INTERIM FY03 BUDGET SUMMARY." Ah well, at least the information's there for me already and all I have to do is copy now that I have my template done.
I was talking to Jeff on the car ride home from work, and was thinking I might like to pick up playing the drums. Sure, I won't really have a band to play with, but it's something to do.
The pros would be that it's something to do, I'd likely have a talent that people would admire, and I might be in a band in the future. The cons are the money and time involved in learning to play, possibly not having anywhere to play if I go in a dorm, and not really having anyone to "jam" with.
Don't know where I'd get money for a drum set. Maybe money from people wishing me a happy graduation or something, as well as maybe $20 / month set aside from my paycheck. Who knows.
SO PLS RESPOND TO THIS POLL
Poll #96267
DRUM
Open to: All, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 31
Should Leigh play drums as a hobby?
Things are pretty cool right now. I'm angry at a few people, but I'll have to possibly use "CHECK YOSELF" on myself to evaluate my actions or whatever.
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