
	this is why family guy is the bestest. ever. family guy does "take on me"	07.30.2005 05.03 gmt -05.00
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	she also was on the track team here. all the signs point to yes! but; three out of ten graduate application have come back no. i am, not even depressed. just empty. and worried. and scared. about what i am to do. lease ends in two weeks, do not know where i am to go. what a blow. schools telling me i am no good for their programs. when i do know for a fact i am most capable of anyone's program. no school wants to put their faith in me. tech dealt me a critical blow. i do not regret it for one second. i am a rocket scientist and somehow i will get my phd. how do i get through though? i am going to lie down for the next two weeks. and worry. seeyas!	07.27.2005 00.17 gmt -05.00
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	have not slept in two days. am wide awake even now. dropped off people from the bsa party. last girl to be taken home knows my friend in philly. weirdness abound. she asked me if i wanted some coffee. being hamza, and not having slept for two days, and just an all-around dunce. i thought. "i would not want to bother her. coffee would just keep me awake." i got home and kicked myself. it would have been pleasant to have talked to her for a bit longer. i had a crush on her.	07.23.2005 23.45 gmt -05.00
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	yoinked from chanchal 10 years ago riding bikes in pennsylvania. 5 years ago enjoying my first summer from college. in iowa with my family. 1 year ago wondering how five years passed by so quick. yesterday went to a rocking nine (pm) to four (am) party. met friends i meet only at our parties. got lost getting home. today woke up late. fell asleep an hour later. work. wondered how five years passed by so quick. tomorrow call the universities. deliver a beat down to my professor. work. 5 snacks i enjoy have not had a snack in months. can't recall. 5 bands i know the lyrics of most of their songs depeche mode, pet shop boys, tears for fears, the killers, hoooverphonic. 5 things i would do with 100,000,000 build parents a house, charity, fill out camera and computer needs, build library, invest. 5 locations to run away to france, italy, greece, morocco, japan. 5 things i like doing cycling, photography, reading, socializing, driving. 5 things i wish i could wear no glasses, diesel / longines / breitling watches, bespoke suits, ring, _____. 5 shows i like dr. who, battlestar galactica, smallville, venture brothers, late night with conan obrien. 5 movies steamboy, donnie darko, leon, breakfast at tiffany's, roman holiday. 5 famous people i'd like to meet ludwig prandtl, wright brothers, howard hughes, william gibson, moby. 5 biggest joys at the moment photos, music, car, _____, _____. 5 toys camera system, ps2, cd player and headphones, bike, dice.	07.18.2005 04.43 gmt -05.00
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	retroactive post: OMG!!! nick black added me! swoon	07.15.2005 23.28 gmt -05.00
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	i like girls with defective eyes. twice i've dreamt about getting a new lens prescription. my eyes have been extremely tired as of late; takes me fifteen minutes after sleeping for them to focus. i'm going blind. (spell-check will not acknowledge the existence of dreamt)	07.15.2005 15.25 gmt -05.00
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	kiichow called me a dork. instructions: list 5ive reasons why you are a dork. and make them good reasons. justify them. explain them. be loud and proud about how big of a dork you are! then pick the 5 biggest dorks you know and have them do the same. 01. i spent two hours today calibrating my monitors. 02. i check my e-mail every ten minutes. 03. i dream about dungeons and dragons. 04. i log so much time in final fantasy games that the counter resets. i have to get everything. 05. if i see a girl that i like, i go out of my way to ignore her for the rest of the night. duck duck duck geese!!! andorus downtym majelix moon_beam zurichcalling	07.11.2005 19.41 gmt -05.00
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	they do not make movies like they used to. a patch of blue sidney poitier elizabeth hartman	07.05.2005 19.00 gmt -05.00
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	thanks to aldehyde and her post long ago about listening to karsh kale, i went on an itunes binge and bought all of karsh kale's albums along with the new midival punditz and other asian massive tracks. karsh kale - epic (the kk remix) karsh kale - letting go (the gaurav raina breaks mix) karsh kale - light up the love midival punditz - raanjhan panjabi mc - beware of the boys (mundian to bach ke) (hi-lectro remix) new equipment favorite photo 01 favorite photo 02 not that i'm fishing for validation, but if anyone would like some photo(s) that i've posted just let me know. it's super cheap and i don't mind printing and mailing them off.	07.03.2005 21.08 gmt -05.00 karsh kale classical science fiction from india chaipow's revenge
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	what the heck? meh. was going to gripe about anxiety.	07.02.2005 21.46 gmt -05.00 saving private ryan
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	photographs as promised. installed a new version of photoshop. it is not handling the files well. photos are graininer than they should. not my fault! so i am not apologizing. in chrono (latin for time) log (mathematics for the power to which a base, such as 10, must be raised to produce a given number. if n^x = a, the log of a, with n as the base, is x; symbolically, log_n a = x. for example, 10³ = 1,000; therefore, log₁₀ 1,000 = 3. the kinds most often used are the common log (base 10), the natural log (base e), and the binary log (base 2)) gical order. firstly. old pictures, dating back to this past winter. fifth street bridge street lamp at dawn right after the quick shower you would not even know georgia tech is in the middle of atlanta squirrel leftovers the library tech at night 01 tech at night 02 tech at night 03 chemisty journals bridge over the scummy lake at the new apartment complex on 17th street bridge cow food the loverly 17th street bridge (part of it anyway) parking deck 01 parking deck 02 atlanta from the parking deck abandoned shoes from the ghazel evening marta 01 marta 02 contrails 01 contrails 02 marta skylights episode iii pics oppresion troopers and jedi jason interview regal 24 cinemas almost time to enter i dunno bountiful with geeks my fingers are numb, eyes are dry, stomach is quite empty. but i persevere on! !lla uoy evol i .rof enod m'i ro ,tsop siht hsinif ot gninrom siht ruof litnu evah i !daeh ym ot lotsip a gnidloh si snoog dnab-yob-nworb s'wohciik fo eno !pleh esaelp enoemos dog ho so first, a summary, then the pictures. my summer vacation by hamza hafez ahmed age 23 went to iowa first to stay with the family for a week's time and attend their anniversary in chicago (nyc has nothing on chicago, but that's between you and i). parents thought my flight arrived two hours later than it did so my cousins (met up at the airport) and i waited for a goodly while. there's not much to do other than covet other passenger's luggage. lunch was planned at this nice chinese / asian fusion restaurant in des moines (of all places for there to be a fusion restaurant). drove the mercedes! car is freaking enormoose. i... i... also stupidly missed the turn to the restaurant and instead got onto the highway. in iowa there are only thirteen highway off-ramps and three on-ramps. we drove for a while before turning around. and then! lunch! drove the jaguar home (mercedes has nothing on the jag, but that's between i and you). cousins and siblings in one car, parents and uncle/aunt in the other. a race! i won. sidenote: mehdi bhai snores at such a frequency/tone/pitch/wave-length; i thought the car was about to break down. at home, one day cleaning dead bugs from the corners of my room. one day cleaning around the computer. one day fixing the computer. sisters. bah. saw sri lanka, errr madagascar. i was choking on my napkin the entire time. also. dropped off sister no.1 at the theater for kingdom o heaven. and forgot to pick her up. chicago! went on the boat ride for the fifth time. got a nice nap. last night in the city, we went to fogo de chao for anniversary dinner. o. m. g. i've eaten there before in atlanta, but. but! but!!! the level of service and the interior were magnitudes (log scale) above atlanta's. for those who have never been, fogo de chao is a brazilian steakhouse. they have an extremely well stocked salad bar (artichoke hearts, asparagus, and salmon oh my!) and about thirteen or so cuts of meat. you're given a medallion; one side green and the other red. turned onto green, the waiters swarm around offering whatever meat you wish, however you want it cooked. turned to red you have some time to eat the food. the food. gads. i savored every bite. mehdi bhai and i were the last ones to finish eating. must have gone through at least four plates apiece. what's more amazing is their service. constantly hovering (unobtrusively) around refilling drinks, providing clean plates and utensils, asking if they can do anything to justify an enormoose tip. thank you count: fifty or so. near the end (last ones to leave the restaurant, an hour? after closing) i had asked one of our waiters if he would take photos while we gave out the gifts. he came back with an anniversary flan! left early early morning for home. atlanta to des moines most beautiful wing i've ever seen 01 most beautiful wing i've ever seen 01 clouds in iowa are something else drive home 01 drive home 02 salad dressing to chicago chicago 01 chicago 02 shopping mall mehdi bhai and sister no.2 sister no.2 creepy old guy whose expression remained fixed throughout the boat ride flowers 01 flowers 02 flowers 03 flowers 04 high quality cloth nappies for me! mom me paternal grandfather paternal grandmother maternal grandmother dad (looks like phil collins!) and sister no.1 (mellissa) dad and sister no.2 (heidi) alright. and now to the meat (tofu for those who dig the vegetables). nyc 2005. every visit has a theme. first time around was a "tourist with the family pose for photos in front of famous landmarks". second was "alone for the first time in nyc go wild and get drunk on sushi every night". third was "didn't want to be a tourist with the family again so make my own plans and try to avoid posed photos". this year's theme was "no famous landmarks eat cheap but good food hang out with friends and get hassled by a bum". slept heavily enough to slumber through construction on the street every morning. also. fixed (diagnosed) the problem with the ice maker. also. their dishwasher talks to you. every night (mostly) was spent eating out. can't remember names other than landmarc and cafeteria. thursday night called for kebabs. went to this place in jackson heights (no jackson heights adventures this time around kids, aside from this one) where i was asked to stop taking photos of the food. manager got in my face. "why are you taking pictures?" "because that guy wants his pictures taken." (one of the cooks kept posing) "but why do you take pictures? what do you do with them?" "i like taking pictures." "you... like taking pictures? what does that mean? are you going to put these in a magazine?" "no." i kept taking pictures. apu says some of them were most likely illegal immigrants. met with friend louise (southern belle type, needs a parasol though) to search for a screen for her apt. had one of the workers from great wall follow us around the entire time. met up with her roommate, had some eats at pax and peaked into lush. they sell expensive soap wrapped in newsprint made by orphaned lemurs from madagascar. also, discs of soaps cut from the soap trees from the great soap forest. quality. then. then! took a picture of a shop window and had a bum approach me demanding a dollar fifty for taking his photo. complete with elbow grab. or else he'd "fucking kick my ass!!!" walked all the way to columbus square where we met with friend will (long hair, lanky, beard, pink sandals physics type). he was a campus acquaintance (knew who he was and saw him all the time, but never spoke wit him) from tech. cool guy. saw a raccoon for the first time. hid my shinies in case he caught sight of them. i saw into his eyes. they were... unsettling. and that mask and those nimble hands! crafty fellows i tell you. walked by the killers concert in the park and had dinner at pax. browsed the contents of this enormoose candy store. i'm positive the suicide rate there must be sky-high what with the upbeat aqua-esque music being piped into everyone's head. none of this nyc recap is in order. met with will another night at washington square park where we feasted at mamoun's. shwarma and baba ganoush heaven. ducked into the restroom (against the advice of will) to wash my hands. i beheld. nine toilets, no seats no covers no dividers. nine toilets adjacent to one another with the ninth supporting a fat guy. no soap available to wash my eyes out. was offered pot twice within ten feet. had ice cream from mary's dairy. spilled lamb juice over my shoes. saw natalie portman (look-alike) on the subway. rode the six for a good forty minutes before being told it was express. rode all the way back down to canal street. walked into victoria's secret thinking it was h&m and then walked right back out. bought lots of good stuff from h&m. louise thought i was kidnapped. visited the greatest store ever. b&h photography. takes up a good portion of the block and uses an ingenious tracking system within. everything (everything!) you buy is brought over on the cart system by the clerks' feet. the item is then scanned and you're given a receipt. at the end of your shopping you take the receipt(s) to the cashier when / where you're given another receipt which you use to pick up your item. everyone knows what they're talking about. nothing at all like the fools at comp-usa. went to sell old lens(es). was directed to another building and then through an extremely non-descript door. Found myself in a hallway with one light and ending in a door (clerks only) and an elevator that goes to one other floor. second floor opened into a wide room with a large desk on the other end. and behind that, two orthodox jews waiting. lone security monitor overlooking the hallway below. set my lens(es) down. clerk on left picked it(them) up, opened up the diaphragm full, looked it over once twice thrice, and gave me the buying price. straight out of snatch. i think it's some sort of front. met nafisa on walker street in chinatown. she was running a bit late (got lost). got some lunch at this... restaurant... in an alley. was surreal. then was taken on a tour of the asian underground in chinatown. complete with huge market area (wait that was louise, neveryoumind). we went to coney island (only seen coney island previously in olde movies). was so sketchy it was awesome. second time at the beach in my life. kept my sandals on for fear of stepping on glass / syringe / pez. dug our feet into the sand (she's a champion) and documented what the surf washed in. very many very very many unmentionable items. watched the ocean try lure swimmers towards the rock so it could smush them against the sharp edges. walked on the pier. had my first coney island corn dog! and meat pie. went home. i have tin tin hair according to nafisa. she touched it. oh right bubble tea! good stuff. also was saved by divine intervention as nafisa had no more cash on her to go on the rollercoaster. rollercoasters give me the heart murmurs. window by the wing northwest wing nyc mehdi bhai curtains taxi cab pool corner pocket taxi cab advert city at night entrance louise chinatown canal street 01 canal street 02 canal street 03 window reflection manhattan mall times square 01 times square 02 times square 03 taxi cab closeup sunset at bryant park 01 sunset at bryant park 02 sunset at bryant park 03 bryant park 01 bryant park 02 canal street exit advert washington square park 01 washington square park 02 whale on a kids back nafisa polar express the boardwalk the atlantic the beach from the pier fishing b&h natalie portman (look-alike) apu's balcony the landmarc menu (it folds out) apu mehdi bhai rain drops tunnel power lines at lunch couches roses 01 roses 02 radio antenna mishti polao empire state building last night in nyc wing back to atlanta 01 wing back to atlanta 02 clouds 01 clouds 02 clouds 03	06.29.2005 03.52 gmt -05.00 ravin & david visan buddha bar vii
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	flight back was o-kaye. picked up catherine howard from the bike store. cleaned her up and removed the stand and bottle rack. every gram helps. the store did a fantastic job tightening her brakes. hair trigger. bought a cyclocomputer for her also. rode five miles today. top speed thirty miles per hour. need to find a longer stretch of road clear (just now recalled a prime candidate! seventeenth street bridge) of cars. for your listening pleasure: bigbadbaz - oasis vs. jackson 5 - i want your wonderwall photos soon! pinky swear.	06.15.2005 20.26 gmt -05.00
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	blank till i get back to atlanta and have time to recap my madcap adventures in time and space. it went swimmingly.	06.11.2005 18.40 gmt -05.00
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	sidenote: i own a leatherman charge xti. the blades on the knives are of 154 cm grade. 154 cm grade knives having the unique and distinct property (among other knives that i have handled) of cutting one's finger(s) 'asterisk' so finely, that one does not realize one's finger(s) have been cut till an hour later, and then only if one looks at one's fingers and notices blood. otherwise, said cut(s) 'asterisk two' might go unnoticed for the remainder of the day. 'asterisk': three for me. 'asterisk two': two cuts and a scratch.	06.03.2005 19.31 gmt -05.00
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	in nyc STOP here till the fourteenth STOP contact me at 404.668.0501 for further inquiries STOP dreamed that mosquitoes were biting my arm STOP and optimus prime meeting his alternate time-line self and battling vampires STOP i was alternate time-line optimus prime (no trailer) STOP	06.03.2005 16.33 gmt -05.00
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	so things have been far from alright for me. i was having dinner when this song from year(s) ago firmly planted itself in my head. makes me smile whenever i listen to it. for your viewing pleasure, because i love you all so very much: two transylvanian twins singing about cheeky life and touching bums for that is life, according to the cheeky girls. edit i don't think i've alienated everyone on my friend's list with that, so this should do the trick. it's a huckapoo world baby! don't i know it.	06.01.2005 22.04 gmt -05.00
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	for moon_beam. extry photos all around as promised. my new extension tubes on the 50mm izze sparkling pear don't ask, i won't tell before i post the next 3hree, apologies all around (one to each! no grabbing!). the clouds were moving fast so i didn't think to change it out of spot meter, and didn't think (like molasses... it doesn't think you know) to not freakin spot the dark trees. so my highlights are blown. i'll do better next time i promise! sun hiding behind clouds the math department the library lychee flavour!	05.25.2005 00.19 gmt -05.00
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	24entyfour hour party people. blue lighting sanin the stage dj equipment some girl the dynamic duo i shook his hand! and he asked for the time!!! it was 01:24 front of their dj setup speakers the dome lighting equipment lighting equipment 2wo the lounge area outside, stocked with the lastest in urban yuppies with no taste in music rear exit	05.24.2005 12.22 gmt -05.00
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	OMGZ!!! JUST CAME BACK FROM SEEING HYBRID AT CLUB ELEVEN50!!! I SHOOK MIKE TRUMAN'S HAND AND HE ASKED ME FOR TEH TIME!!! OMGZ!!! PICTURES TOMORROW AFTER I WAKE UP / RECOVER!!! DIES!!!1!	05.22.2005 03.12 gmt -05.00
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	some music. yoko kanno - heaven's not enough nujabes feat. fat jon - mystline yoko kanno - strangers toshiro masuda - wind	05.11.2005 15.24 gmt -05.00
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	http://www.garnierbeautybar.co.uk/manga/ manga is cool! k, i'ma going to throw up now. bye.	05.11.2005 11.29 gmt -05.00
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	true.to_form wallpapers. 1600 by 1200 1280 by 1024 1024 by 0768 sunset delicious iced mocha have not had caffeine in the longest whiles. drinking this made my already dodgy heart go into overdrive. compounded with me thinking about that special someone, made it even dodgier. i'ma gonna be sick. pictures made possible by mr. right angle viewfinder. i love him and he loves me. he's all i have.	05.09.2005 19.53 gmt -05.00
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	my bed and window (using the right angle viewfinder) sryshti... possibly the last night i'll see her.	05.08.2005 00.33 gmt -05.00
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	pictures of my new right-angle viewfinder for my d70. mister n65 is modeling it today. http://kommy.net/~phutro/pics/dr6/	05.06.2005 16.28 gmt -05.00
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	that girl in the red dress who ate my dreams, i want to meet her. her eyes contained the universe itself. i was afraid for she was out of my control. but the air about her, how she carried herself, her purpose. won me over. her eyes didn't scare you? no because they weren't threatening. yes because i was lost in them. they were... the most beautiful and frightening eyes that i've ever seen. i can't really explain it well. they contained nothing and everything at the same time. it's as though she was thousands of years old, drifting from dream to dream subsiding on other people's thoughts. forgotten by time; remembered by all. i knew! her name. it was beautiful. if i could have remembered it, i could have kept her. but the name disappeared with her the next morning. last night when i went to bed, i went looking for her. but she's moved onto someone else.	05.06.2005 01.20 gmt -05.00
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	my dreams are lucid, in color, with sound; shaped to my fancy and dismissed with ease. it was a room floating above the clouds, the phone rings and a friend tells me to be careful; she's on her way. he cuts off right before i could learn her name. the door opens and in walks this stunning girl. in a red dress, black hair down past her waist. there is no wind in the room, though there is one about her. i am frightened, not because she looks nor appears menacing; she does not belong here. i reset the dream, doing so always eliminates elements that have grown out of control. she is still there, smiling this time. am i ready she inquires. for what? she is to consume my dreams. my heart skips a beat or three and everything is gone. blackness all around. most unusual nightmare i have just had. i start a new dream; friend and i are planetary inspectors. around the mid 20entyfourth century earth was put into stasis to prevent its destruction. since then we've been working on restoring it. we're doing a final check on all of its systems; workers are everywhere setting up the last few parts, inspecting the last few bits. i myself am floating through manhattan at phenomenal speeds making sure the buildings are up to code. a detour through the lobby of an office building shows secretaries, accountants, managers, ceos, presidents, janitors frozen in their routine. and her, waiting for me. hair and dress fluttering in no wind. far away still, frozen perhaps? maybe she didn't see me. then; there she is inches from my face. my heart skips seconds. she's not smiling. her eyes are void, one could see the universe in them. the dream is gone, she's still near, waiting. never have i encountered such an element in my sleep; existing outside of my dreams. i start another and it's gone before i could even see it. hours pass before she leaves me. dare not dream for the remainder of that night. i dream of fallen angels.	05.05.2005 17.42 gmt -05.00 kuniaki haishima horobi no kaze (wind of ruin)
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	new livejournal layout.	05.05.2005 16.58 gmt -05.00
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	much thanks to hawaakesang for making friend no. 23! want to edit my lj layout (using s1 style right now) to align everything to the right change the size of the boxes heavily edit the info box at top (user picture, calendar link, website link, etc...) anyone know how?	05.01.2005 21.20 gmt -05.00
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	best way to start the morning (sound and flash animation)	04.26.2005 10.24 gmt -05.00
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	am clutching head as result of two day long junk-food (and carrots) and incense binge. and taco bell. and ice cream. and orangina. blargh.	04.24.2005 04.46 gmt -05.00
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