The Chronicles Under Duress
The Start June 19, 2003 The End
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Okay, okay...I suppose I've been threatened into writing this, but it was about time anyway. Actually, it was a little overdo. Oh, and I apologize for the lack of pictures this week. I keep meaning to get some photos out of my brother's car. Maybe next time.

So...I now need to remember everything that's happened over twelve days. It's amazing how time can fly by like that. And all without anything too eventful.

Bowling Blunders
Remember how I said I bowled badly last time? I continued to bowl badly the past two weeks. I don't know what happened...I just suddenly became really inept at getting strikes or spares. After feeling like I was dragging the team down, I finally picked back up with a nice third game on Tuesday. How does someone go from bowling a 94 to a 148? Although, I suppose the girl on my team...I think she bowled something in the 140's and then followed that up with a 288. Add in the fact that there was also a 300 and 299 within a couple lanes of us and that's a lot of great bowling. Wow...I just realized how incredibly boring this paragraph will be to read. Moving on...

Cafe Talk
I've continued to spend most of my time down at the cafe. I still have very little reason to go home other than to shower and get clothes. It's really kind of sad.

At some point, I actually started playing some games like Battlefield 1942. I think I'm pretty hooked at this point. I mean, before I started playing, I didn't understand everyone's fascination with a game that uses archaic and "realistic" weapons. Well, you'd be surprised how much fun it is driving tanks, throwing grenades, and attempting to fly planes. We actually had a full crowd on the network the other night...first time that's happened. So hopefully business is picking up. Last week was a bit of a slow week due to Riverbend though.

I actually had a pin for Riverbend but only went one night...when Everclear played. The lead singer was sick, so I guess that excuses them being a bit lackluster. I managed to see quite a few people there. Our competitor CyberLAN had a decked out tractor-trailer with computers. One of their "spies" (see last entry) was working outside, so I actually chatted with her for a bit. I saw Taryn briefly also. It's only the second time I've seen her in months. I was thinking about it the other day...it's really sad that I don't keep in touch with any girls I knew in highschool. I tried to for a couple of years...then I realized that if I didn't put forth any effort, they wouldn't either. So there are a good many guys that I stay in touch with...but almost zero girls. I hope that doesn't translate to college...but I kind of fear that it might. At least AIM makes it a bit easier to catch up with people on a moment's notice.

Father's Day Weekend
On Sunday, my siblings and I drove down to Atlanta to visit my dad. He was acting a little weird, but I think it's a result of being under a lot of stress lately. Give me about six months and I'll fill everyone in. After lunch we went to go see "Dumb & Dumberer". I have to say...I thought it was going to suck from the previews and it really surprised me. It was actually quite good. Not quite the classic status of the original, but not too shabby of a flick. I don't remember laughing that hard in a movie in a while. After that, we convinced my dad to go over to play mini-golf with us. Sarah was doing incredibly through the front nine. I think she was two under par...meanwhile Ray and I were three or four over. My dad managed to win by the end though.


Afterwards, Ray and I played DDR Extreme (8th mix, for the layman) for the first time. We really need to work out some sort of routine eventually. I wanted to work on one and go up to the tournament in Nashville this past weekend but that didn't quite work out. I see him so rarely that it's hard to coordinate. I have been attempting to improve my freestyling ability though...lots of spins and even some jumps over and around the bar. Managed to fall off the pads and hurt my ankle last night. Doesn't seem to be too bad though.

Oh, I also managed to reconnect with the Auburn crowd a bit through chatting the past few days. Often I'm too occupied to sign on to AIM anymore.

Reflections On Self
Okay...so I've recently had two people tell me some things about myself that I really haven't liked hearing. They both said that I don't focus enough...that I involve myself with so many things that I fail to really get deeply involved in one thing in particular. I've always had a diversity of hobbies and tastes...so I guess I've tried to indulge them all as much as possible. Apparently, I'm supposed to focus on one and be the best ever. But the thing is...I just don't have the motivation to do that. I'm not really wired that way I don't think. I'd like to be good at a lot of different things, but the best at one thing in particular? I feel like I'd have to neglect a lot of other stuff to do that. I do actually have an example of one thing I've pursued to a pretty decent degree, but apparently DDR doesn't count. I mean...c'mon...people have sports or hobbies. Why doesn't mine count? Anyway...I guess I just wanted some other opinions on this. Whether anyone else agrees...and what I could do about it.

Okay...and then the other thing. Apparently I brag about stuff unconsciously. I really don't intend to be arrogant. I'm grateful for what I have and I like to share it with other people. It was pointed out that I recently noted that I have a BMW...but the only reason I said anything was because it seemed like people with BMW's were being bashed. It wasn't a rub it in sort of thing...but I guess I need to be more conscious. I hope most of you know that the last thing I want to do is be boastful. If you catch me doing something unconsciously though, please let me know.

Lastly, things were looking up on the friendship thing with Cassie...but we seem to have fought a lot the last week. I want to be her friend...but I sometimes feel she'd be better off not having to deal with me. Some people asked why we broke up...which sparked a whole ordeal. I know there were negative things about the conversation we had, but I felt like some things were resolved...all she seems to have gotten from it was 'blah'. There were times when she found my lameness endearing...now it's merely annoying. Rather sad really. For some reason, this evening she claimed in public to having a date lined up. Then I mentioned that I have one also. Before she left, she noted that her date was just a ruse. But...why would she do that? Just to make me feel bad? I refuse to feel bad about my real date. Yeah, so anyway...kind of a down note to leave things on.

Until next week or so. Crapfully yours, Marchant.

"It's really kind of sad."

17 Comments

It is a conspiracy, you see. Non-Marchant will gather his minions and we will take over marchant.diary-x.com through hacking. Then, Non-Marchant will update and all the peasants of the kingdom will celebrate! Hazaar!

Posted by Non-Marchant's Little Helper @ 07/03/2003 03:13 AM CST


How exactly does Non-Marchant plan to update?

Posted by marchant @ 07/03/2003 03:05 AM CST


dude, you missed a great chat room tonight. get this, it was the 'aubrun' chat. talk to you later. i wanna tell you a funny story about it.

Posted by cassie @ 07/02/2003 10:57 PM CST


Readers, stay tuned...I will update soon.

Posted by Non-Marchant @ 07/02/2003 10:00 PM CST


Where is the update?

Posted by Jeremy @ 07/02/2003 08:15 PM CST


it's a wonder I keep checking this site....

Posted by UPDATE!!!!! @ 07/01/2003 09:47 PM CST


it's 3:14 am... sunday morning. i just spent three hours doing absolutely nothing important on the web. marchant, how do you stay sane? and don't suggest herbal sleeping pills, i've tried them, they don't work.

Posted by cassie @ 06/29/2003 05:15 AM CST


Personally, I just used a combination of timing and luck. If you can figure out where the goal will be at a specific time on the counter, you can get to that spot and wait for it.

From gamefaqs.com:
Level 9-10
- Air Hockey - Difficulty: ** / 3

Roll foward at the beginning, just past the skid marks. Stop, and you should get hit by the goal. Try this a couple times and eventually you'll make it.

Posted by marchant @ 06/28/2003 12:20 PM CST


Hey Marchant, how do you beat the air hockey level on Super Monkey Ball 2?

Posted by Paul @ 06/27/2003 11:14 PM CST


DUDE, I SO have an ice cube tray now! You know what means? I can make ice cubes! YES!

Posted by Marit @ 06/24/2003 05:57 PM CST


I wasn't tired...I mean, I was...but I'd been asleep for four hours. And, I guess I just wanted to respond to what you wrote in the place you wrote it...I also felt like I could collect my thoughts a little better.

Anyway, I know you don't think you responded seriously...but I feel like they generally were good responses.

In case anyone else is wondering what the hell is going on...check here then here.

Posted by marchant @ 06/24/2003 03:52 PM CST


*sigh* okay marchant, i want to end this as soon as possible. we're both tired of fighting and i called you last night because deep down, i do still care about your friendship. i needed to talk to someone and i trust you more than a lot of other people. all of this is going to make me look like an incredibly psychotic basket case, but anyhoo... let's rumble.

first, the date thing was not intended to make you feel bad. i just had a moment of sheer boredom (remember, the chatter in that room was at a minimum) and i'm probably a pathological liar. (crappy attempt to respond number one; psychological disorder)

second, more inclusive of what? the details of our little arguments? when did i say i wanted more details? i'm lost here... i don't remember that. (crappy attempt to respond number two; amnesia)

third, good argument... "i really don't think that's true... i'm willing to bet you do that too" oh yeah, i am rubber you are glue too buddy. (crappy attempt to respond number three; dodging)

fourth, you are not superficial and heartless. in fact, you're one of the most thoughtful guys i know. (crappy attempt to respond number four; avoidance of the real topic)

fifth, subconsciously you are trying to make me feel bad. consciously, i was trying to make you feel bad. (crappy attempt to respond number five; confusing spontaneous admittance of the truth)

sixth, yes, we both felt steep drops in our self esteem. that's life, right? (crappy attempt to respond number six; no effort to resolve the issue)

i'm sorry, i can't take this seriously right now, those are my six crappy attempts at responding. why couldn't you just e-mail that stuff to me? better yet, call? anyhoo... i'm in a good mood right now and don't feel like fighting. sorry i couldn't respond seriously to any of your comments.

i called you last night to talk, you were tired. okay... but i wake up and check my messages and get this. i'm very confused.

Posted by cassie @ 06/24/2003 03:04 PM CST


Cassie's ruse surprised me as well, Marchant. I felt Jim Fyffe in my head comparing it to the Damon Duval's ridiculous fake punt in the UF game last year. Cost us the SEC Championship, the Sugar Bowl, and the rest of the season.

What's your Sugar Bowl, Cassie?

Posted by something quick. @ 06/22/2003 04:16 PM CST


AS A CERTIFIED COMPUTER NERD, I DECLARE LEISURE SUIT LARRY 1 TO BE THE BEST COMPUTER GAME EVER. IT HAS ACTION, ROMANCE, COMEDY, AND NAUGHTY BITS.

COOL PEOPLE USE ALL CAPS, YEEEEOWZA!!!!!!

Posted by Marit @ 06/20/2003 09:17 PM CST


Who said you had to be the best ever at any one thing?

Posted by Cassie @ 06/20/2003 04:28 PM CST


halo is better. tanks!

Posted by ... @ 06/20/2003 04:26 PM CST


Maybe I'ts just me but since you work at a cyber cafe, a daily update (or dare I say it ... a daily journal) doesn't seem like too much to ask. Just kidding. Not really. Er....

However, Battlefield 1942 is one of the best computer game ever. And this is coming from a computer nerd who was never inclined to play computer games....

Posted by DW @ 06/20/2003 12:07 AM CST


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