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JeffMagnus node count: 3673 (1 new since May 26, 2000)
JeffMagnus experience: 6123 (5 more since May 26, 2000)
JeffMagnus experience to node ratio: 1.667 XP per node
JeffMagnus nodeshare: 0.684%
JeffMagnus node of the day: Everything 2 Civil War

<< week | May 26, 2000 | May 27, 2000 | May 28, 2000 | week >>

Everything's Best Users Snapshot

Users                  XP wa7 inc   l_XP l_wa7
Pseudo_Intellectual 12467 165 142  12325 169
dem bones           10913  63  40  10873  67
jessicapierce       10775  60  30  10745  65
DMan                 8807 154 169   8638 152
pukesick             8603 100  11   8592 115
Saige                7728  79  17   7711  89
  ...
EBU #50              2564  43   2   2562  50 
EBU Aspirant         2515  57  66   2449  55 

Server time: 02:01 Sat May 27 2000 TZ +0100 still not UTC

l_ = last (previous) value; inc = increase in stats value
wa7 = ((stats + (6 * l_wa7))/7) = weighted average with denominator 7

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E2 is still in TZ +0100 one hour ahead of UTC, since May 26, 2000. Presumably, nate or dbrown have virtually relocated E2 there. Question is, is it permanent?

DMan's ginseng is strong. But, would he need extra strong ginseng to get past jessicapierce?

Nodes to node

• E2 Done --> Todo --> Industrial strength search box
• Malaysia Done --> Malaysian Media, Computimes Todo --> Time? Mimos?
• Others Done --> Todo -->

I think I will take a break from drinking for a little while, maybe a few weeks to let the wounds heal. Then I can get right back out there and rub salt in them again! God, listen to me! I'm such a loser! If only I could be one of those quiet drunks who sits in a corner and laughs at everyone instead of...yeah.

Alcoholism runs in my family, I don't want to be the next to continue the cycle. I won't. I'm going to stop for a little while. I really will. No kidding.

In short Albert Camus and the Minister is composed of Howard's notes of lengthy conversations he had with Camus some fourty years ago. Camus was interested in Christianity and sought out discussions with Howard over a series of summers at the American Church in Paris. One item of interest that he did tell Howard that even though his contemporaries called him an existentialist based on his Fall of Man he did not really consider himself to be one.I'll node a short summary about it when I get the book back. I was disappointed to lean that Howard will be lecturing on his book in Alexandria, Va. I was hoping to hear him speak.

Still thinking about the idea of volunteer work and have gone as far as writing the phone number down on a piece of paper. Still trying to muck up the courage to call. I get cold sweats thinking about it.

My aunt says my last e-mail sounded like I was "searching for something." It's unsettled me, I'm not sure what her objective is. Is it prying into the horrible past of childhood or a sincere wish to help. At any rate it's struck a nerve with me and it's uncomfortable. I no longer talk about the past. It's too painful to rehash all that garbage, I don't want to live there anymore. It's written in my journals for those to find at a later date.

The testing of your faith develops perserverance.
- James 1:3 (NIV)

Devotion

PS The Alchemist Happy Happy Birthday!!!!

My next exam is ten days away, and I'm supposed to use the intervening time to study. I sure as hell won't spend all that time at the books, though.

The trouble is, I have precisely three distractions planned - two driving lessons, and one day in school working on a presentation we're doing in Edinburgh after school finishes for real.

I'm a little depressed, it would seem. My mother, on the other hand, thinks that there's something seriously wrong with me and assumes that I'm on drugs. Consequently, she has started treating me like a five year old.

There's not a lot I can do, really, other than making sure I get out the house from time to time, get some human contact, and don't go insane or kill a parent or something.

I guess I might even go into school to revise and get some peace and quiet at some point - but then I'll no doubt get some interrogation from my nosy sister.

*sigh*

Anyhow, I didn't end up going to Critical Mass, though I did get the dirtiest on a borrowed bicycle than I've ever gotten without actually getting down on my hands and knees in the mud. Saw more CM people at the arcade than I suspect actually turned out to the ride (on account of the weather.)

Got an A on the hardest level of DDR (and a number of Ses - that is, the rank past A - on previous levels.) I was attracting a crowd! Not because I'm unusually good, mind you, but because I'm unusually good for the kind of person I am - big, hairy honkey. I could become a Dance Dance Revolution hustler, because no one expects this giant lanky goon to have the fine-keyed reflexes to hack Paranoia.

Anyway, the group splintered, fortuitously removing the greatest social irritant in the process, and the fire didn't end up panning out. In fact, between the biking and the DDRing, I was completely tuckered out. I have vague memories of eating and watching some TV show with Blackadder alumni but don't have recall any furtherly-specific than that.

Just woke up. It is pouring rain and I unexpectedly have five boxes of leftover Chinese food in my fridge. There's only two words to accurately describe the sensation I'm experiencing right now, and you get to guess 'em: a- b-----.

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