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Need technical help, re: wireless networking [12 Nov 2007|01:20am]
This is cross posted from facebook.

I'm having trouble getting some computers to access the internet through my wireless router which plugs into the dsl modem.

The router is a speedstream 6520 which served double duty as a router and modem when I was in toronto and had bell sympatico.

For some reason when I try to connect either of the two wireless computers they connect to the network, but cannot access the internet.

What do I need to do in order to get it all to work?

I should also say that I have forgotten how to set my high speed connection to always-on, and I think that may factor into my overall problem.

If you need more information to help solve this riddle, please let me know.

Thanks in advance.

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Maybe someone should have told me. [25 Jun 2007|01:27am]
[ mood | apathetic ]

I'm trying to broaden my horizons, I swear I am.

I picked up 3 Alice in Chains albums over the weekend (Alice in Chains *the one with the three legged dogs on the cover*, Dirt & Unplugged). Listening to it makes me think I might finally get into Soundgarden's back catalogue, you know, the albums that aren't Superunknown or Down on the Upside. Depressed stoner rock, how could I not like that shit?

Also in the vein of expanding my musical tastes, I picked up a Best of (I know, I'm not supposed to buy those, they're for posers) Kyuss, and so far it's up my alley. I was kind of surprised to learn that I had heard them before, only I had no idea who they were. (it's the band Josh Homme was in before forming QotSA, F.Y.I.)

I also bought the complete (2 seasons) series DVD collection of Dead Like Me. I always wanted to get into the show, but I just couldn't find the time for it. I'll squeeze it in between seasons of Queer as Folk and the X boxed set I bought a fortnight ago.

Being a consumer is euphoric at times.

I'm going to be all by my lonesome for the Canada Day weekend this year as Lauren is going home for some much needed R & R. Maybe I'll finally build that workshed I've always wanted, or have numerous conversations with my cats. Either/Or. I can't really lose.

Just completed Half Life 1 about half an hour ago. The end boss was so hard the first time around, now it's stupid easy to beat. Hurr hurr, nurr... my priorities are way out of whack. I guess, shut up.

I know LJ is a dead scene these days. Oh well. I'll never leave online journal. We've been through so much.



On the storm, it's time to go. [28 May 2007|11:58am]
[ mood | apathetic ]

KSM24 Microphone made by Shure. Bought it on eBay from a store in Wisconsin, the state I went to when I saw Lollapalooza. The fact was not lost on me as I was purchasing.

Feel like I have to give recording the old college try this time. In retrospect, I'm glad that everything else I've recorded has been lost to the annals of time. Would have been too much to live up to.

Wipe the slate, start clean. Just like deciding to move out of my hometown and telling almost nobody up until the day I left. It's better this way, trust me. Have the day off tomorrow and This & That is going to be worked on until it's closer to completion than it is now, after I'm done, I'll post a link on my (less emo) facebook.

To be honest, I have no idea where I'm going with any of this (this episode of emoJournal OR life in general). I know what I want (which isn't much, really), and I have a semi-decent idea of how to get there. Best I've got, and damned sure going to go as far as is possible (and no, not just by my standards).

Man, Queens of the Stone Age is such a good band. Mostly just Josh Homme though.



[12 May 2007|09:09pm]
I'm liking the newest Deftones album, but man is Chino ever getting fat.


Everyone loves the chocolate. [16 Apr 2007|02:10am]
[ mood | wondering why I'm not in bed ]


What I notice the most about reading Palahniuk is that my inner monologue takes on his writing style and tone, making me feel somewhat apathetic and detached from my surroundings. (read also: depressed) With this in mind, I will only read 1 or 2 of his novels in a row.

1. Win/Lose.

For my birthday this year, the big surprise was Medieval Times. Tons of fun it was indeed, what with the horses, swordplay, good food and getting knighted right before the festivities began and all... BUT(!)... I found out as we were pulling away from my apartment building, none other then Chris Cornell himself was playing a show at the phoenix theater right beside my building.

"Nooooooooooooo!" I screamed at the stars, "Fate doth conspire against me!"

I'm not saying that I would have rather seen the Chris Cornell on Saturday, I'm saying that I wish I had known about it earlier. (It's my fault not knowing, I admit)

2. Reflections on other things.

I was kind of underwhelmed by S.T.A.L.K.E.R. at first, but now, totally awesome and I recommend it highly to anyone both interested in the 1st person shooter genre and those who only play games in that particular exclusively.

You can tell that it takes gameplay elements from RPG's because there's an arena. There's ALWAYS an arena in an RPG.

I really don't feel any different now that I am no longer less than 2 dozen years old, I am kind of in a different spot in my life now though. It's a period/feeling where I'm really not sure how I feel about a lot of things (e.g.: friends, family, jobs, possibility of further schooling, hobbies, etc.) but I know that I have to, to use a cryptic turn of phrase, start building things with concrete as opposed to pen-and-paper.

Meh, I go off on tangents like these all the time, each time thinking that it's somehow a completely different experience.

One thing is for absolute sure though, as opposed to times before, I'm not sure at all as to what kind of a person I am. That is something new for me.

3. Because good all things come in trios.

I love my girl, cats, and Toronto, in that order, no substitutions.



In the hat. [09 Apr 2007|08:13am]
[ mood | awake ]

Okay, I promise not to write a few lines and just close my browser window.

Well then... time for another entry in my online companion. Even though I spend most of my time stalking through facebook searching for people I used to know, I still keep good ol' LJ as my start page. Some habits die hard (4.0).

When I was coming home from my christmas vacation last year, I was looking forward to easing back into the old routine of work and such... computer this and renting movies that. When I opened my apartment door, everything went sour.

My cat was sick, not like 'oh, I left my kitty alone for a week and now she's mopey and mad at me.' She had stopped eating, drinking and for all intents and purposes moving. I took her to the vet to find out she had an extremely low red blood cell count and unless I gave my consent to an immediate blood transfusion, we'd have to put her to sleep.

Eighteen-hundred CAN dollars later, she was making a slow recovery, but I was anxious, depressed and otherwise numb about anything and everything (an overreaction, I'm sure, but true nonetheless).

I still worry about it (much, much less than I used to), but I'm sure that she'll be fine from here until the next bit of 'life happening'.


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Vacation, all I ever wanted. [24 Mar 2007|02:44am]
[ mood | crazy ]

Vacation, had to get away.



Took a walk outside and found that I'd gone out of my mind. [18 Mar 2007|10:55pm]
[ mood | anxious ]

Lazy Sunday in every sense of the word. Finished up Jade Empire for the second time, and wrapped up the remaining few 'chapters' of Half-Life 2 to end the day. In the in between times I watched She-Ra and the Secret of the Sword, took me back to a time when I used to think that He-Man was cool. With my current skills and perspective, Skeletor is the worst villain ever. Olde-tymey.

In other news, I'm less than a week away from my week-long excursion to The Dominican. It will be nice to grab some fun and sun while not having to worry about how much I drink, although I'm going to have to get doubly on my exercises and whatnot upon my return.

Gluttony and sloth are just too much fun sometimes.

In other news, I don't really have much more to report... I'm floating around in an existential crisis which will resolve without being aware of it at the time. Only if I really care to notice after the fact.

Been there, done that, wearing the t-shirt.



Just a post card-sized thought. [13 Mar 2007|08:12am]
[ mood | aggravated ]

I kinda wish I had another weekend to make up for the weekend that I didn't really have.


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Scenes from a city. [08 Mar 2007|05:12pm]
There is this old woman who is very, very short... like, five-foot-nothing short. She's making her way to Jarvis Street and points unknown from there, and at her side is this little cart with 2 wheels, inside of which is an oxygen tank/monitor.

Presumably, she's got some problem with her lung, (or she's a drug addict) but what do I see in her hand but a goddamned lit cigarette.

I think to myself, "okay, now if there was ever an anti-smoking mascot, it would be her. Here kids, THIS is what's going to happen to you."

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Where do we go from here? [03 Mar 2007|08:10pm]
[ mood | artistic ]

Got my hair cut 'n dyed, I'm a blonde again for just as long as it lasts.

On my second mixed drink, my makeshift Tom Collins went down pretty good after the ice melted, and I'm on a 2 parts gin, 1 part tonic, 3 parts ginger ale and just a splash of lime drink. Doubles, triples and more, what does it matter when there's no bouncer to toss me out?

Hands up amongst those who frequent this journal, who's living the way they pictured they would by time they were this old? Who knew that 24 would be EVEN MORE confusing than 17?

To re-iterate my opening line, where do I go from here? Do I go to school? Where is the future? It's pretty clear by now that my parent's lives are their own and I have as much hope as living it as I do somehow becoming them.

Maybe I should be grateful for premium gin at mid-range prices.


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Toronto. [01 Mar 2007|04:27pm]
[ mood | calm ]



You are snowy.

The winds blow your snow into my face.

People here are retarded.



The realest of the real. [24 Feb 2007|12:12am]
[ mood | artistic ]

I always hit the "Update Journal" hyperlink with the intention of writing something good, but once I do, I close a myriad waves of probability and start rambling incoherently for the best + brightest of you to read.

Now is no different.

Since early mid-January I've been exercising every day on a mini-stepper-sizer-what-d-jumucall-it. I started off just doing 25 minutes a day. I remember that day because of how pitiful I did, I could not even manage 400 uninterrupted steps without NEEDING a breather.

A month later, I can do 6000+ (I don't know how much would get me to the same point since I haven't spent that much time on it continuously yet) without stopping or even running out of breath. My weight has not gone down as rapidly as I had hoped, but since before I started I averaged 178-182ish and now it's more like 170-174ish, I'm still pretty pleased with my progress, but I still have my (albeit smaller) spare tire. (something more like an atv tire as opposed to a regulation motor-vehicle size)

Clarity of mind is my new altered state of consciousness. I don't mass consume refined sugar, saturated fats or caffeine anymore. I don't starve myself to deal with my body image issues anymore. It COULD be argued that exercise is an addiction just like the vices I've previously mentioned... but, in moderation, still a far healthier way to live.

I know I'm teetering on (okay, long since fallen from) the edge of reader interest, but it's my journal, and if you don't care, just de-friend me. I promise I don't hold a grudge. Well... not really.

I've got a flat screen LCD monitor, 20". Size doesn't matter.


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HAY I AM USING TAR INTERWEBS. [11 Feb 2007|12:16am]
[ mood | tired ]

The desire be clever. When you talk about motivation, you've pretty much summed me up to a t.

I could bore you with simply listing off what I've been up to, or I could even try to be entertaining and tell it all just as a story, but it's just not going to work that way right now.

How many David Lynch movies have you seen? Is it not a fair assumption that they are as easy to follow with the sound on they are muted? I was watching Twin Peaks at my parent's house back in December and, being that am so prone to stay up late, had to watch it at an almost inaudible sound level.

Are you familiar with the works of Richard Dawkins? World's foremost atheist? He talks about these things called "meme"s (rhymes with dreams) which essentially are instructions, knowledge and inspiration floating about in the 5th or 6th dimension which we all pick up on at a completely unconscious level. Well, actually I'm paraphrasing someone else's interpretation of something Dawkins proposed.

The problem becomes this:

On either end of absolute apathy on the subject are two groups, one group of pragmatic scientists insisting that there is no such thing as a creator and science has absolute answers for everything (or, at least, will eventually). They fail to allow for a creator which is really not at all like the doom and gloom god we all know and fear.

On the other side, we have enlightened scientists who suggest that god used (and continues to use) evolution as a method of creation, absolutely failing to realize the implications that has on the accuracy and "factu-ality" of the bible.

I read an article in Time magazine. I skimmed through it.

Otherwise, my most pertinent question is this:

What is a good choice for a free virus scanner now that avg is a paying thing? Anyone?


Kenny vs. Spenny made me do it. [05 Jan 2007|11:15pm]
[ mood | calm ]

So, we (me and lauren p.) are watching the first season of Kenny Vs. Spenny that I so thoughtfully bought for her.

In the middle of the episode where Spencer has to fight kenny's sister, she (lauren p.) all of the sudden says: "Hey!" and then she paused "press pause on the dvd player, I have to go shave my pubic hair!"

And so, since I thought it was ludicrous that it was an immediate problem, have decided to blog about it.




R.I.P. MCAWESOMEBOT (2003-06) [23 Oct 2006|10:17pm]
She was my first, and will always be my favourite, but this time she was too old and they just don't make them like her anymore.

They stopped making her chipset, and for what I was going to inevitably going to pay with time and running about, I just typed where I got her from in the first place and ordered up a new brain, body and outer skin. Her memories and her soul live on, but in the shell of another. MCAWESOMEBOT mk. II.

Here's to trial and error.


Oh yeah, this too. [19 Oct 2006|03:59am]
[ mood | sleepy ]

Honestly, I'm not sure sexy ever went away, but I'm pretty sure that even if it did, Justin Timberlake probably wouldn't be the one to bring it back. That just doesn't seem likely.

For lame internet parody videos, this one is pretty good.



Heading down the only road out of town. [18 Oct 2006|10:55pm]
[ mood | satisfied ]

Thinking about....

Well, to be honest with you, I'm thinking about all things pretty much all the time now. At work, at play, and especially when I'm traveling anywhere by myself. The rest of time I'm talking, either small talk or meaningful conversation. I'm trying to balance the sarcasm with the serious, but it seems like too much of either at any time. See what I mean?

Lauren's been looking more and more (over the long term of course, momentary glimpses and observations are useless for making accurate postulations) like a future Mrs. Ex *My First and Last Name Here* all the time. Sometimes it's all I see.

Christ, I'm 23 now. Never thought that this would look like this. I'm better off now than I've been in fucking years.

At present, I'm wondering who I'm writing to. I'm wondering who out there still wonders what happened to that guy who used to hang out all the time. I ask that question a lot because I can never think of a particularly satisfactory answer.

Don't get me wrong, I still think that I'm madness-inducing-ly funny, just not when I'm ruminating. Check the archives, they're all like this.

I guess the world keeps getting worse and better, depending on whether you're looking at the ground in front of you or the world as a whole. I'm not sure which one applies to which.

In other news, I'm getting pretty good at this.


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The belly button. [11 Oct 2006|12:28pm]
[ mood | weird ]

The human body's lint trap?


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Finally, someone let me out of my cage. [09 Oct 2006|06:09am]
[ mood | tired ]

Oh jeez, it's been forever and even still I don't have much to write.

What am I up to? Everything and nothing it seems. Keeping a notebook for doodling at work causes me to ask broad, philosophical questions as I'm plowing through my float of leads in a day.

The job is treating me real well, no cause for complaints as I continue to bring in 1k cheques every 2 weeks.

Some people treat how much they make (or any personal information) like it's the gorram secret rocket formula, I could care less if everyone at work knew what each one of my cheques ends up being. It's not like I wouldn't tell you if you straight-up asked.

I'm writing, trying to decide what the hell I'm really going to be doing with all this talent. To waste or not to waste? Is that even a question? Rhetorical much?

I guess I'm a lousy corresponder, I say to myself each and every day that there are so many things that I should do that all I end up doing is sitting around feeling like too much time has gone by and I might as well pretend that I never had it to do to begin with. Self-destructive by far, and yet, still no closer to pushing me to accomplish these simple, simple tasks.

I'll close this email off with a somber anecdote to convince you all (see also: myself) that I'm still rating on the "has a soul" scale:

I was walking to work last monday, I had an extremely restful weekend and was listening to some Deftones (white pony) on the old mp3 player. I see this woman sitting there, looking around at everyone surrounding her as if she were crying out just for someone to pay attention to the fact that she was even there at all.

I don't exactly know why I stopped.

She tells me that she's going mad because no-one is even glancing in her direction, the aforementioned ignorance of existence. Even as she starts talking, I know I'm going to give her a twoonie from my wallet. Her eyes are glazed over with desperation. She is by far the saddest-looking woman I have ever seen in my whole life.

She gives me the one-paragraph version of why she needs help.

"I had a job, and then three weeks ago the boss just went up and shut down the business with no warning. I had to move out of my apartment and I have no place to go. I wish I were dead."

At that point, I don't care if she's making up the story. She's earned my charity because it feels like I have to help her out somehow, but things are so bad for her that I cannot possibly be making a difference. I feel like anything I could possibly say would come across as flat and of no consequence, so I hand her a two-dollar coin, give her my most sincere smile, and I walk away wondering whether I had just become a percentage of her angel of mercy. Maybe she took whatever charity she could get that day and she used it to end her existence.

I haven't seen her since.

Feeling ineffectual in the face of someone else's life-or-death problem is a sign of how lucky I am, or we all are, when it happens to each one of us. It reminds me that my problems don't really matter, and even the very worst ones are better than the least pressing of someone else's real problem.

I've coasted this far though life, maybe I've got enough momentum to make it to the finish line.

Sorry for the bring-down, this seems to be the way my brain works these days.



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