Adam's Miracle

Livin' the Dream?

2006-08-25T18:39:27Z

I wrote this Wed. night. I though now might be a good time to post in this again:

So this is my first night in Chicago. That’s right, I live there now. I’m so excited to be out, on my own, and just living. But at the same time, I am so incredibly nervous I feel sick sometimes. I have no job. I don’t have enough money in my back account to pay for rent. I don’t know if I’m insured. Honestly, I am scared. I am scared of failing, but it’s that very fear that has gotten me …well, I don’t think failing is the right word. I think it’s rather I’m afraid of disappointing someone. … namely, myself. I don’t want to be wrong about this. I don’t want to have fought with my mother so I could go and fail in the city. I don’t want to break my promise to my father about not asking him for financial help. But I’m worried. I have a low-low-paying internship that works for 35 hours a week, and no other source of income. But the hours are difficult to work around. They said it is hard to have the internship and an outside job, but I need one. It makes me just want to prove to them it is possible. I was told I wouldn’t graduate in four years with a double-major and education, but I did. But that time I was naïve enough to actually believe it.

Santa vs. Jesus

2005-12-21T02:41:57Z

Who would win?

I'm ready to move on.

2005-11-20T07:24:07Z

Today is the day I realized I need student teaching to be over. I love my students, I love teaching, and I connection with my students and seeing them progress, but I hate not having time for my friends. I just left Thanksgiving dinner, too tired to continue hanging out, but I was the only one who left. On the way home I realized how much I miss hanging out with this group of people (and yes, I shed a little tear). When student teaching is over, then will i have time to be a college student again, and let me tell you, this last semester is going to be fucking amazing.

I just worked a 14 hour day.

2005-10-13T02:45:34Z

I got to school about 7:30 am or so and I just walked back into my home. Coming up in a few weeks, this is how it's going to be. I can hardly wait.

PS Playing Styx's "Come Sail Away" for your students is a winner everytime.

Here's to a great Saturday Night

2005-09-25T05:18:06Z

Would anyone think poorly of me if I spent my Sat night cleaning my room while listening to Kelly Clarkson?

A Rhetorical Question?

2005-09-05T08:07:38Z

Why do I seem to be getting upset at seemingly insignificant things? And why do I get so irritated by people when I know they mean no harm?

Well, at least Bush will get to nominate the Chief Justice of the Supreme Court. Wait, I'm mad about that.

This man wasn't Pampered enough as a child

2005-08-15T22:14:50Z

Police seek diaper-clad man who pesters women

LONDON (Reuters) - UK police said Monday they were searching for a man wearing just a diaper, who approaches women late at night and asks: "Are there any baby changing facilities around here?"

Cleveland police in northeast England said the latest incident occurred around 11 p.m. Sunday when he surprised a women walking her dog in a play area in Eaglescliffe, near Middlesbrough.

Police said no one had been assaulted by the man but described his behavior as bizarre and a cause for concern.

"There have been several reports of him having been seen in Eaglescliffe dressed only in a nappy and we are keen to trace him and speak to him," police said.

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That's no friend of mine

2005-08-09T19:28:13Z

Police: Man's Testicles Locked In Padlock

Man Could Not Remove Lock For Two Weeks

POSTED: 3:39 pm EDT August 5, 2005
BRENTWOOD, N.H. -- Emergency workers helped a Brentwood man out of a difficult situation over the weekend after a friend apparently locked a padlock around his testicles.

According to the Portsmouth Herald, police reported that the 39-year-old man was intoxicated when they arrived at the scene on July 30 at about 3:40 a.m. The man, who was not identified, told them that he had the padlock around his testicles for two weeks.

The man said that a friend put the lock on while he was drunk and passed out. When he woke up, the friend was gone.
"Never in my 13 years have I seen anything like this," Cpl. H.D. Wood told the Herald.
The man told police that he tried to remove the lock with a hacksaw because the key had broken off in the lock.
He was taken to Exeter Hospital, where a locksmith removed the padlock. He was treated and released, and the hospital said he had no lasting injury.

Police said that they did not know the motive for the incident.

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Doctors find dentures in man's bronchial tube, three years after losing them

2005-08-02T05:37:19Z

TAIPEI, Taiwan (AP) - A Taiwanese man is breathing easier Monday, after a surgeon removed a missing set of dentures from one of his bronchial tubes - three years after he lost them in a fall.

Surgeon Chen Chun-lei said the unidentified man visited his clinic several days ago complaining of shortness of breath and a high fever.

The man had no idea the missing denture was the culprit, causing a mild case of pneumonia.

"He had looked for the missing dentures for three years but they were nowhere to be found," Chen said.

Chen operated after an X-ray detected an unknown object in one of his bronchial tubes - what turned out to be the missing denture.

Chen said the 45-year-old man did not suffer serious breathing problems earlier, possibly because the lower denture of eight teeth had stuck in part of the bronchial tube but did not entirely block the passage of air.

"The patient might have needed to have part of his lung removed if the denture was not located before it caused severe damage," Chen said. "He was a lucky man to find it when he did."

What a whore!

2005-07-29T16:46:58Z

BERLIN (Reuters) - A Berlin grandmother who has worked the city's diplomatic quarter as a prostitute for the last 49 years plans to retire when she turns 64 next year, according to Germany's Bild newspaper.

Even though prostitutes were forced to leave the area after the Berlin Wall, fell because dead-end streets in the downtrodden district were re-connected to east Berlin and property values surged, Renate Dolle was allowed to stay, Bild said.

"I've got a lot of regular clients," the blonde woman told the newspaper, pictured wearing a short red mini skirt and high-heeled white boots as she stood near the Japanese embassy. She said she charges 30 euros ($36) and on good nights she has four to five clients.

"I'm going to stop at 64 and retire," said Dolle, whose husband drops her off for work each night after the television evening news and who has a nine-year-old granddaughter.

She is one of 10,000 prostitutes in Berlin and 400,000 in Germany, where prostitution is legal. Dolle said she tried to work in a popular red light district nearby recently but was chased away by younger competitors.

"What do you want here, you old whore, get lost," Dolle said they shouted at her. "What did I ever do to them?"

New Format

2005-07-26T10:13:29Z

I have realized that the vast majority of posts on this thing are me bitching, and that has really started to irritate me. I don't want to continue to bitch bitch bitch about this and that, so I'm not going to anymore. Moreover, the problems that I'm dealing with right now I don't feel comfortable posting on here for one reason or another. I know that writing my thoughts down would be good for me, but I don't feel right about putting them here. So, from now on, my livejournal will consist of ridiculous ancedotes and truths . . . such as the following.

PALERMO, Italy (Reuters) - An Italian couple stole 50,000 euros from a woman in the Sicilian city of Palermo after convincing her they were vampires who would impregnate her with the son of the Anti-Christ if she did not pay them.

The man, a cabaret singer, and his girlfriend took the money from their victim over four years by selling her pills at 3,000 euros each that they said would abort the Anti-Christ's son.

Police uncovered the fraud after the 47-year-old woman's family became concerned when they discovered she had spent all her savings, local news agencies AGI and ANSA reported.

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gocubs_66 @ 2005-07-22T15:53:00

2005-07-22T20:56:24Z

Oh shit, one month until I start student teaching; and i feel like I am not nearly prepared enough. But then again, I have done a lot. i just really have got to bear down and read this last month before I begin.

On a related topic, (by which I mean unrelated) if anyone in the Bloomington area happens to spot a lime green and black bicycle with a rider other than me, punch whoever is riding it in the face and bring my bicycle back to me. Thanks.

Sincerely,

Me

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gocubs_66 @ 2005-07-20T21:29:00

2005-07-21T02:29:39Z

They chopped down 4 trees on campus today. It makes me sad.

My life is so lucky.

2005-07-17T08:06:24Z

I preface this entry with an apology. I am sorry that my recent entries are so bitchy and woeful about how shitty my life is, and I assure you, this is the last one. I did not start this thing to have an outlet for bitching, and honestly, I wouldn't be doing this entry know if I didn't need an immediate outlet, and it's 2:30 in the morning.

Here's the story of my night. I got home about 11:30 and called my brother who was driving home fro Philly tonight to make sure he was awake and driving safely. At about 11:50, I said goodnight, and went to bed. At about 12:45, my sister come bounding into my room in hysterics. I have no idea what she's talking about and ask her to calm down and tell me what's going on. She's on the phone with my brother and tells me he drove off the road and is talking nonsense. I then took the phone and had the scariest phone call of my life.

I asked my brother what happened and he had this fear in his voice that literally sent chills down my spine. He told me he drove off the road and has no idea where he is. He didn't know where the road was, he didn't know what state he was in, he didn't even know where he was going. he kept asking me if camp was over (he was in Philly working at a tech camp). I thought he was terribly lost and that it was going to take a long while to find out where he was. I told him to breathe, relax and that he needed to call the police and tell them what has happened. I hung up (mistake?) and I called my local 911 and asked if there was anything she could do to help, even though she's in Illinois and my brother is somewhere between Philly and Illinois. She said she would look into what to do and call me back in a little while.

I called my brother back and he told me the police were on the way, and this time he sounded much more conizent. He told me his hand was bleeding and that the car looked in poor shape. I stayed on the phone until the police came, and told him to call me back when he knew what he was going to be doing that night in regards to sleeping (hospital or hotel?). I then called 911 back and told her the police showed up and she got snarky with me and said why didn't I tell her sooner as she questioned why I didn't call her back as she was working on this and I informed her I just got off the phone with my brother.

My sister and I waited about 30 minutes to call my brother back and he said he was sitting in the back of the ambulance and that police etc. were looking at the car. I told him to call me back when he knows what he is going to do for the night. I'm That was over an hour ago, and I'm still waiting.

Right now it just seems so surreal. I can hardly stop crying and cannot sleep, even though I know I'm exhausted. It's now 3 am and I am watching the Great Outdoor Games and waiting for my brother to call.

Regarding my subject, my life is lucky. my life is precious and so is everybody's life. I am so grateful that my brother was not seriously injured. I'm so lucky to have a great family that cares about each as much as mine down. I'm lucky to have friends I know I can turn to. This may be my last entry to a little while as I try to figure out what else to write in this damn thing besides bitching and the monotony of my daily life. Thank you. Thank you for taking the time to read this and taking the time to care about me. Even if I don't show it, I really appreciate my friends and really appreciate knowing that I can share my feelings here and know that you care enough. Thanks and I love you.

Edit: My brother is in the Medical Univeristy of Ohio at Toledo. He says he just has a cut on his hand, I don't know about stitches and whatnot. I'm heading back down to Bloomington tomorrow at my parents' wish and they are going to go and get my brother either tomorrow or Monday. I'm going to bed as I've got to be up in three hours to catch my bus.

I love you.

If you were going to die soon and had only one phone call you could make, who would you call and what would you say? . . . And why are you waiting?
-Stephen Levine

Fuck, sometimes you just need a good cry . . .

2005-07-13T06:04:01Z

But have no shoulder to lean on.

It's not that I'm depressed, or pissed off, but there are just some things that are really stressing me out right now and it'd be nice to be able to have an ear to listen, but all the people I wanted to talk to, who I felt comfortable talking to were not around when I called. Mainly, it's tough not living in the same hallway as your friends or having them around campus. I miss so many people right now, and that's just one of the stressors. Another being the fact I have to work at 6 am tomorrow. Goodnight.

And if tonight my soul may find her peace
in sleep, and sink in good oblivion,
and in the morning wake like a new-opened flower
then I have been dipped again in God, and new-created.
~D.H. Lawrence

Best Day Ever?

2005-07-03T06:51:54Z

Quite possibly. It started off on a marvelous note, I woke up at 10 am, naturally, and that hasn't happened for quite a long while. Then I headed to lunch at SAGA and left with 10 gallons of milk, ice cream, burgers and chocolate cake, all for free. It was a wonderful take, and the best part is that this wasn't stolen. Following work, I went to PetCo and bought some new fish to Bad Ass to befriend. The theme for today was Live 8, and so the fish were named Bono, Paul McCartney, and Pierre Trudeau. I also spent much of the day watching Live 8 and loved some of the great music taking place across the globe. Amazing!

Also, I got an e-mail response from my favorite poet to a question I asked him, and he asked me if I'd be interested in helping him organize students for dramatic readings of his poems for a return visit next fall of his poems. I'm just so pleased about that!!! Moreover, i'm now drunk and couldn't be in a better mood!!!

Happy Canada Day, eh?

2005-07-01T13:42:38Z

On this festive day of Canada, I wish you all the very best in maple leaves and hockey.

I'll be heading to Canada next Thursday to see the Stratford Festival. Over the course of the weekend, my father and I will see 7 shows (As You Like It, The Tempest, The Brothers Karamazov, Wingfield's Inferno, The Measure of Love, Ruth Draper on Tour, and Cat on a Hot Tin Roof). I'm so excited!!!!

Moreover, think I'm going to Italy over winter break. I met this lady who is a teacher on a military base in Italy and she extended an open invitation to myself and some others to stay at her place if we travel to Italy. She'll cook our meals, drop us off a the train, and all she expects is to talk about the sites we saw with her in the evenings! I can't tell you how excited I am to do this!!! It'll be amazing!

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I'm so pissed off I could slap a small child.

2005-06-14T23:18:59Z

Of course, I'd use the Michael Jackson defense and get off just fine for my enraged attack.

However, the real irritant in this entity known as SAGA. I work there this summer, which honestly hasn't been as terrible as I thought it would. However, early last week, I requested this weekend off, knowing I would need it off to go home for Ashley's 21st birthday celebration and for Father's Day. What do they do? Schedule me, not for the beginning or end of the weekend, but right smack dab in the middle. Seeing as there is absolutely no way I'm not going to see Ashley this weekend, one of three things will likely happen.

1) SAGA or myself finds someone else to work for me on Saturday.
2) No replacement can be found for my shift and SAGA still expects me to work, and I don't show up - perhaps resulting in a firing.
3) I quit and find another job. Or rather, find another job and then quit.

Regardless, I'm getting drunk this weekend in a birthday celebration fit for kings.

Also, I'm supposed to be scheduled full time at SAGA and this past week, I was just scheduled for dinner only. I figured, small error and i told them about the mistake. Well again for this next week I'm was schedule for dinner only and have only 4 days, and I'm only going to 3 of them (see above). Fuck you, Dave and your shitty operation.
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Go wish a Happy Birthday to

2005-06-14T17:08:58Z

Ashley Lauren Samsa right now!

And while you're at it, tell her my birthday gift is going to rock her socks straight to Europe.
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This summer is going to be fantastic!

2005-06-07T06:23:51Z

And here's why. This is what I did today! I woke up at 10, showered and put on clothes, the typical morning stuff. I then took an 8 mile bike ride, because I could. After which, I came home, made lunch (sandwich and chips), and relaxed. I went to PetCo to get some more fish and soon after played tennis. Following tennis I cooked dinner, Spaghetti and chili, went to the driving range to hit golf balls, and then ended up playing poker - which I won!

Granted, I'm going to miss hanging around some of the people back north and that actually saddens me a little bit. I've made some new friends this past year that I'd really like to be able to spend more time with, but I'll be visiting back home often enough, I hope. And they are more then welcome to spend a few days down in Bloomington. In fact, I encourage it.

I'm going to be sore tomorrow, seeing as I haven't had this much physical activity in quite a long time and I have to be up in 6 hours for summer school. What a fantastic day!

I have finally succumbed!

2005-06-03T04:18:26Z

1. Reply with your name and I will write something about you.
2. I will then tell what reminds me of you.
3. If I were to apply an o'clock to you, it would be...
4. I will try to name a single word that best describes you.
5. I'll tell you the most memorable moment I've had with you.
6. I'll then tell you something that I've always wondered about you.
7. Put this in your journal.

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Praise the Lord and Pass the Ammunition

2005-05-27T07:16:50Z

I knew my GSN addiction would pay off eventually. One of my new favorite songs is "Praise the Lord and Pass the Ammunition," from the WWII era. It's just so ridiculous. Well, the myth behind its conception is after the bombing at Pearl Harbor, a navy chaplain said those words, and that became a huge hit song. Well the chaplain, Howell M. Forgy is one a show right now!!!! It's "To Tell the Truth." I am so in love with television right now!!!!

God bless you, Howell M. Forgy!!!!

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Did you miss me?

2005-05-26T07:03:47Z

After having major computer problems - that is to say mine was a piece of crap that would have served better as toilet paper - I have received a new computer . . . FREE!!! I should now not have problems any more.

My 14 pages paper of Arthur Miller is nearly complete, just a proofread to go, and I'm actually really proud of it. Also, I'm moving into my new house tomorrow as well as golfing and finishing up my May Term class. But it's late, and I've got to go read and sleep. But I have returned.

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Oh What a Night

2005-05-14T08:25:20Z

Oh my goodness, this was a great night. I really didn't know if I wanted to go to the Guitar House - I didn't know how I would handle it, but I did go and I did have a very fun time. It was good to see some people I haven't in a while and I did have fun. I honestly wished I could have stayed a bit longer to hang out, but I should see her tomorrow before she leaves.

But after I left, that's when the action really started. In an effort to not implicate my self, I will be equivacal. My friend and I went around IWU and ISU and looked for things that were no longer needed at their current locations. Ask for more details, and I will gladly provide. A couple close calls later, I am very happy with the way the night turned out.
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Story Time

2005-05-13T00:15:07Z

Well here's what's been going on the past few days. A good friend of mine and I were talking the other day, and she expressed interest in dating again (we "dated" for a week or so back in Feb.). She's coming down this weekend to visit some people this weekend and she and I were going to get together.

After we first decided to not date, it took me a while to settle into the fact that we weren't going to date. I felt a strong connection, and it was difficult to get over that, but eventually I was fine with that. We became really good friends and I was perfectly happy with that. I knew that we were just going to be friends, and tried to be there for her and be the best friend I could. I wasn't doing this as some plot to get her to date me, but because I knew she needed somebody to be there for her and I was prepared to be that person.

After she brought to the fact that she wanted to date again, my initial reaction was GREAT! But then I started thinking about it. I didn't want to be hurt like I was the first time. I didn't want to get my hopes up that I have found a girl that I could make a long-term relationship out of. I didn't know if I wanted to date her again or just continue being good friends.

Having thought about it these past few days I came to the conclusion that to not date her, to not give the relationshoip another chance, to not escape from this cloud of comfort in which I live, would be a huge mistake. These past few days I've realized that I do not often leave my comfort zone. If I'm unfamiliar with something, I don't do it. I didn't drink for a long time because I didn't know what it was like - I wasn't comfortable with it. I have been afraid of getting into a relationship that could last a long time because I didn't know how it would turn out - I've never really been broken up with. I'm always the heartbreaker, and this time it scared me. But I feel I've finally found a girl I truly care about, and I truly want to spend time with and be with.

Today, she said that she is not in a good place emotionally and that she can't date me know as it would be for all the wrong reasons. I know she's going to read this, and I want her to know I'm not upset at her. I completely understand not being in a position to date someone, and I do not blame her at all for this.

I'm just upset at the fact that I thought I had finally found someone to form a strong relationship with and it is not happening. I still really care about her and I still want to be close friends with her. As of now, I still want to date her, but I will have to get over that. I care about her and want to be a part of her life. I want her to know this: if we don't ever date again, I will be fine with that; but I care about you a great deal and want to be there for you, and will be there for you whenever you need a friend.
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