tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35564892011-07-08T01:36:03.680-05:00A running tally of the life and times of another wandering twenty-something...Greghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08028071922265519069noreply@blogger.comBlogger6251100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3556489.post-73159489836782859292010-01-02T13:02:00.003-06:002010-01-02T13:06:25.402-06:00

My girlfriend wants me to start blogging again. She says she likes how I write.It's been a while. The past few months have been pretty interesting. Since I've blogged last, I've:- gotten a girlfriend- traveled out of state to see her several times- quit my job- started a new jobAnd those are just the most memorable items. If I ever get more time (and if I can get a computer that works), I'll be

Greghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08028071922265519069noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3556489.post-61354328088737887152009-05-18T21:51:00.004-05:002009-05-18T21:54:19.343-05:00

Something to get me blogging again...A gal I've been on a few dates with sent me a birthday survey. I'll share my answers to her with you; see if you can guess which answers I held back on...What is your weakness? Pretty womenWhat are you fears? Being alone, dyingDescribe your Perfect Pizza? Lotsa pepperoni, lotsa cheeseTell me about your most missed memory? Times with my brotherPepsi or Coke? I

Greghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08028071922265519069noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3556489.post-37804937824501261942009-01-27T20:34:00.002-06:002009-01-27T20:35:48.737-06:00

I've had a rough 24 hours. The next 24 don't look any better.In place of an emo-type post, please enjoy the following musical selection.

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Four words that will make anybody's week.READER OF THE DAY.If you're here from Pop Candy, feel free to poke around. And say hello!

Greghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08028071922265519069noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3556489.post-15457125101614670442008-12-14T20:09:00.003-06:002008-12-14T20:19:16.095-06:00

Yes, I realize I haven't posted in a while. Here's an update to my life in bullet points.- The job I interviewed for? Never heard back from them. Might have something to do with all this bailout stuff, but I never even heard a "no." Tried emailing them a few weeks ago, but still nothing. Figure I shouldn't hold my breath.- I am in the process (a little) in applying for another job. It's in a

Greghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08028071922265519069noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3556489.post-34620151898639241582008-11-12T22:07:00.000-06:002008-11-12T22:11:30.626-06:00

Had a doctor's appointment today. After shelling out about a hundred bucks to settle charges that weren't covered by my insurance, I found that the heart tests I had done showed nothing to be concerned about. The thing on my liver will be addressed by my gastroenterologist tomorrow, hopefully that's nothing major.Still haven't heard anything about the job I interviewed for. After the last couple

Greghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08028071922265519069noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3556489.post-72467987640601868632008-11-07T20:07:00.002-06:002008-11-07T20:47:57.120-06:00

Okay, so it's been a while. Here's what's going on with me...- I've been going through a few doctor's appointments, first for some concerns with my heart. Now, I find that I have a lesion on my liver. It could be something, it might be nothing, I'll be going through some other tests with a gastroentorologist. Yet, I still had fast food the past few days.- I had a date on Tuesday night. That's

Greghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08028071922265519069noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3556489.post-84760600703428753132008-10-17T23:35:00.002-05:002008-10-17T23:42:30.491-05:00

(The following is taken from my blog on myspace. I may elaborate on some things later - specifically, the other characters in this story - but enjoy this for now.)A few weeks ago, I announced plans for a meetup for readers of the USA Today blog "Pop Candy." The plan was to meet at a bar this past Friday, then hang out at the Texas State Fair on Saturday during the big Texas/OU game.You know what

Greghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08028071922265519069noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3556489.post-78442351848786718752008-09-21T05:17:00.003-05:002008-09-21T05:35:39.000-05:00

Need to get this out of my head before I fall asleep (hopefully I fall asleep sometime soon...)Earlier today, I concerned a few people with a status message on myspace: "Greg just took another name off the list."I called up Johanna this afternoon after leaving work (I put in about three hours of OT). I left her a voicemail, asking if she wanted to get together for beer and Longhorn football. I

Greghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08028071922265519069noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3556489.post-43733745922838516012008-09-14T22:00:00.002-05:002008-09-14T22:03:51.625-05:00

Been sick the last few days with a really bad cough. Boss sent me home early on Friday. Gave me time to head to a clinic and get FOUR prescriptions. I think I've been taking more pills than my grandmother...But now, I get to go to work tomorrow.from the Wall Street Journal..."Lehman faces the possibility of liquidation and Merrill Lynch sold itself to Bank of America on a day in which the U.S.

Greghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08028071922265519069noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3556489.post-60267133759444108452008-09-09T22:56:00.002-05:002008-09-09T23:04:29.093-05:00

So I'm more than a bit paranoid about what may happen tomorrow when the Large Hadron Collider comes online. Explains why I had dinner with my folks tonight. The rest of my night was oddly uneventful, watching a lot of television. A chat with Maria helped calm me down."If there's a black hole, there's not much you can do about it, is there? So why worry about that which you have no control over?"

Greghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08028071922265519069noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3556489.post-35477436261652830742008-09-08T01:32:00.001-05:002008-09-08T01:34:56.445-05:00

By the way, I found out that I missed the Feast Day of St. Gregory the Great.Maybe I should expect gifts... ;)

Greghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08028071922265519069noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3556489.post-45873580723868619482008-09-08T00:54:00.003-05:002008-09-08T01:08:40.437-05:00

I broke down and bought Rock Band on Saturday. I blame that purchase for my lame Saturday night.I'm hosting a game night in a couple of weeks for the church group. I figured, instead of a trivia game where I'd pwn all comers, I decided to plunk down the $150 and join the masses who are becoming "musicians." Being a drummer myself, I immediately started practicing on the set. Truth be told, some

Greghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08028071922265519069noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3556489.post-1556790850465796772008-09-05T23:26:00.002-05:002008-09-05T23:44:42.748-05:00

Just some random thoughts to get out of my head...I like Biden more than Palin.McCain and Obama, however, are neck and neck.Speaking of racing, anyone up for hitting the race track with me?Speaking of sports, I may be going with Maria to the UT-Arkansas game next weekend! Hopefully no shenannigans will occur... (I told you that I kissed her a few weeks ago, right? No?)Speaking of shenannigans,

Greghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08028071922265519069noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3556489.post-19727604727164682762008-08-30T21:42:00.003-05:002008-08-30T23:33:58.559-05:00

Had dinner with my folks tonight. As we left, my mom said, "We never see you." Nights like this seem to illustrate why.Mom called me this afternoon, asking me to meet them at Chili's after they went to Mass. I got there about 6:10, with them waiting for me to get there and put in my order. Thankfully, they had a Miller Lite waiting for me. I wasn't in the best of moods; I was in another one of my

Greghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08028071922265519069noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3556489.post-79906172598416006752008-08-26T22:51:00.002-05:002008-08-26T22:59:53.857-05:00

Okay, okay, I finally did it.I went to Stacey's place to hang out with her while she was packing. I ate my dinner, and we watched a little bit of America's Got Talent. (The opera singer should totally win, IMHO.) After a while, I turned off the TV and we had a heart-to-heart. She told me about her frustrations with finding a quality house that she liked in her price range. After a couple minutes

Greghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08028071922265519069noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3556489.post-34777711164308058822008-08-24T23:10:00.002-05:002008-08-24T23:25:42.221-05:00

So I'm still trying to end things with The Cougar. I tried to last night when I went over to her place. My hastily thrown-together plan had me taking her to dinner, then having a conversation at her place about how I wanted to find "the one."I still took her to dinner. But after a drink, we went back to her place and wrestled. I stayed over and wrestled again in the morning. (For those keeping

Greghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08028071922265519069noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3556489.post-17432497914593722312008-08-12T23:24:00.002-05:002008-08-12T23:29:11.003-05:00

Saturday night, I prayed under the stars in the Texas Hill Country with a good friend of mine.Sunday night, I watched a few minutes of porn on my computer.Last night, I watched swimming and gymnastics.Tonight, I helped plan this season's topics for Theology on Tap.Some week I'm having, huh?

Greghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08028071922265519069noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3556489.post-47096815294339093412008-08-06T22:34:00.001-05:002008-08-06T22:49:27.230-05:00

In lieu of an insightful post about my recent thoughts about possibly joining the priesthood, I give you my second appearance on the Pop Candy blog.More to come...

Greghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08028071922265519069noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3556489.post-19544322354623343602008-07-30T22:17:00.002-05:002008-07-30T22:58:36.310-05:00

Okay, so I'm working on getting the sidebar description changed. Just as soon as either: I learn how to code HTML better, or Blogger stops being screwy.Okay, so about the woman I've been seeing. The Cougar (as I've taken to referring to her to my friends) and I have been going out for a while. It started rather suddenly. We met at a lecture series for Catholic young adults that I emcee, she came

Greghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08028071922265519069noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3556489.post-30905818254913231452008-07-23T21:56:00.002-05:002008-07-23T22:16:09.228-05:00

So Anonymous wants to know when I'm going to update.Honestly, I don't think I've really had anything interesting to say up to now. ("Never stopped you before," you may say.) But with stuff I'm going through right now, I feel like I need to pour stuff out on cyber-paper.Unfortunately, I am dead tired, so I'll spell out my life right now, bullet style:"Dating" a 38-year-old woman with a 15-year-old

Greghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08028071922265519069noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3556489.post-36899656610061333502008-06-01T00:45:00.002-05:002008-06-01T00:47:04.404-05:00

Last night, I had sex.Tonight, I heard my neighbor having sex. From what I could tell, she was enjoying it greatly.Somehow, I'm jealous of my neighbor.

Greghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08028071922265519069noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3556489.post-36418794564122161482008-05-26T00:58:00.002-05:002008-05-26T01:11:39.624-05:00

Okay, so I went to Las Vegas and lived to tell about it. I'll be sure to give you a more detailed story later, but, for now, some bullet points to jog my memory...- Seeing Criss Angel- Needing more than 6.5- Two thrill rides, one on a roller coaster, one on an elevator- Seeing G- Seeing G's sister- Seeing G's sister's cleavage- Seeing cleavage everywhere- Herding cats- Sucking for a buck-

Greghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08028071922265519069noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3556489.post-78259881133548452242008-05-21T06:01:00.001-05:002008-05-21T06:02:42.423-05:00

Hello. My name is Greg, and I'm 30 years old.Just practicing for when I have to say that out loud later...

Greghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08028071922265519069noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3556489.post-67670852422223106132008-05-18T21:31:00.002-05:002008-05-18T21:57:23.858-05:00

So if you're a friend of mine on Myspace or Facebook, you've seen me countdown the days till my birthday. I'm surprised no one has told me how annoying it was.I honestly thought I'd handle it better than I have been. To be honest, on the outside, I've shown the world that I'm ready to turn 30 (and for the party to come along with it). Inside, I've been a nervous wreck. It's not so much about the

Greghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08028071922265519069noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3556489.post-57625126384281383322008-05-12T21:30:00.002-05:002008-05-12T21:32:15.365-05:00

"You think too much."This was told to me by a woman that I've been kinda seeing these last couple of weeks. I don't know why, but I think this helped me out more than the hour I spent talking with my counselor.Oh yeah, did I happen to mention that the woman is 37?

Greghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08028071922265519069noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3556489.post-9033165633431886482008-05-06T20:33:00.002-05:002008-05-06T20:43:51.285-05:00

When I got home from work today, a package was on my doorstep. I was expecting something from the out-of-town woman I've mentioned here before. She said that it was stuff for me and for her, some things that she would "pick up" from me later. The contents of the box included:A musical greeting card that plays "Satisfaction" by the Rolling Stones.A hand-written note, folded up old-school with an "

Greghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08028071922265519069noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3556489.post-88756115551279304762008-05-01T00:10:00.002-05:002008-05-01T00:19:06.177-05:00

Saturday night, I ended up watching C-SPAN. In their annual recognition of life outside Washington, D.C., they showed the Annual Correspondent's Dinner. After watching many different people walk down the red carpet, including Jenny McCarthy, Colin Powell and Lauren from The Hills (?!), I saw probably the most profane, funny, and heartfelt postcard to America from someone who just recently joined

Greghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08028071922265519069noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3556489.post-17825177446067590412008-04-26T09:15:00.002-05:002008-04-26T10:00:36.571-05:00

Yesterday, the password was "jealousy."I originally planned to head out to Fiesta with some co-workers last night, but those plans ended up falling through. I then texted a friend of mine who works in another department to see if she was up for hanging out. Her response?"I'll give you a buzz later. I was out with my boyfriend last night, so I didn't get a chance to call you back."True to form, I

Greghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08028071922265519069noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3556489.post-37176109980755046242008-04-21T21:22:00.002-05:002008-04-21T21:36:32.661-05:00

GREG BY THE NUMBERS("Time Is On My Side" Edition)21:50- time elapsed during a phone call with Amy, a teacher from the Midwest who I've been out with thrice, during which, I told her that I didn't think it would work out between us due to lack of chemistry.10:18- time elapsed while I solved a Sudoku puzzle online, while on the phone with Amy. I stepped away from the computer during the speech, but

Greghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08028071922265519069noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3556489.post-51346541706197144382008-04-13T19:32:00.002-05:002008-04-13T20:07:52.216-05:00

Dear Blog Land:I want to buy a computer sometime in the near future. My Dell Dimension just isn't cutting it like it used to. It was a graduation gift from my parents back in 2002, so I figure the time is right for an upgrade.I'm looking at possibly buying a Mac. If I heard myself say that a few years ago, it would sound almost apostatical. Now, it's just another purchase to get me closer to

Greghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08028071922265519069noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3556489.post-89244082557964047572008-04-06T22:32:00.003-05:002008-04-08T19:08:32.386-05:00

Since Profgrrrrl AND her beau did this, figured I might as well, too. Beats having to tell you what I did over the weekend. (Which will come soon...)DIRECTIONS:1. Go to http://www.photobucket.com/2. Type in your answer to the question in the “search” box.3. Use only the first page.4. Insert the picture into your Blog.1. What is your relationship status?2. What is your current mood?3. Who is your

Greghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08028071922265519069noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3556489.post-1226327896475904722008-04-04T18:16:00.002-05:002008-04-04T18:22:15.249-05:00

Remember when I wrote my ex an e-mail?Well, I tried it again, forwarding a copy of the original letter to another address that I remember her using. And today, I found this in my inbox:Dear Greg,I haven't replied in awhile because I just got back into the states todayfrom a trip to (foreign country). I really enjoyed the trip but I have some majorjetlag going on.Anyways, I really appreciate your

Greghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08028071922265519069noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3556489.post-8703624155352018462008-03-29T15:00:00.002-05:002008-03-30T22:21:08.448-05:00

Saturday morning, my phone rang. It was my dad, asking me to come over to the house for lunch. He said that they had something to tell me. Right away, I started wondering what the subject would be about.On the way to the house, my mind went over the possible scenarios. Even though my dad said the news wasn't about them, I thought that the line might have been a cover of some sort. Would they be

Greghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08028071922265519069noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3556489.post-9464433944787722572008-03-25T23:27:00.001-05:002008-03-25T23:28:46.987-05:00

THINGS TO BLOG ABOUT WHEN I HAVE MORE TIME:- Going back to high school.- Going on medication.- Coming back from debt.- Going back to work.

Greghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08028071922265519069noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3556489.post-2259698597568235932008-03-24T22:13:00.002-05:002008-03-24T22:31:54.760-05:00

Okay, about the beard...So I've been trying my hand at facial hair. I never really thought I'd be one to have the cool goatee or anything. But a few months ago, during a seemingly innocent chat with a co-worker, that changed."You should be like Jason from 'The Hills.'"So said my friend Kacie when I asked her advice about women. Specifically, she told me to put product in my hair, and start

Greghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08028071922265519069noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3556489.post-78778126860094419072008-03-24T22:11:00.002-05:002008-03-24T22:13:33.956-05:00

In case you were wondering, I had a grand Easter.Friends, family, brisket, babies, cheesecake and cascarones were the order of the day. I know I don't acknowledge this enough here (or offline either). But I love my family.

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I'm on the Candy! But did I have to make so silly a face? Is this how readers of USA Today will remember me?

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"You didn't think I'd spend 10 days in Texas without meeting you guys, did you?"So began a post that set in motion another memorable weekend in Austin.At about 3:45 pm on Friday, I left work in west San Antonio, thinking that I had enough time to get to downtown Austin to enjoy at least an hour of my first blog meetup. After surviving a 30 minute excursion from downtown to the SA city limits, I

Greghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08028071922265519069noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3556489.post-31539702325611051352008-03-11T23:11:00.002-05:002008-03-11T23:16:37.626-05:00

Some quick thoughts before I retire to my couch...-I finally downloaded the pictures from my camera from my "Photo-an-Hour" marathon last week. Will post them soon.-Went to high school today, in preparation of a volunteer gig starting in a couple of weeks. The memories came over me like a flood.-Can someone explain to me why a botched interview of the Facebook guy is such a big deal? Or why the

Greghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08028071922265519069noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3556489.post-41447823561792828952008-03-09T11:32:00.002-05:002008-03-09T11:40:19.312-05:00

I went to Austin last night. The evening consisted of the following:- Learning about sexual purity during the drive up.- Having a dinner date with a blind woman and her seeing-eye dog.- Drinking on 6th St.- Dancing with a young lady.- Inappropriately touching said young lady while on the dance floor.- Meeting up with said young lady at her hotel after the bar closed.- Dryhumping with said young

Greghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08028071922265519069noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3556489.post-25855270733661545162008-02-24T21:55:00.002-06:002008-02-24T21:59:51.970-06:00

Hey everyone...In an effort to start getting me posting more regularly around here, I'm going to try an experiment this weekend.I was going to try this a couple of years ago, but going to give it another shot. This Saturday, I'll be taking a picture with my digital camera once every hour that I'm awake, and post them here. Anyone want to join in?

Greghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08028071922265519069noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3556489.post-67645582418853795962008-02-18T22:22:00.001-06:002008-02-18T22:24:25.823-06:00

THINGS TO BLOG ABOUT WHEN I HAVE MORE TIME:- What I did on Valentine's Day.- Plans for the big trip.- My new career plan.- Realizing I have less than 100 days remaining in my twenties.

Greghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08028071922265519069noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3556489.post-52085878067355848072008-02-05T22:52:00.000-06:002008-02-05T22:54:09.734-06:00

Oh yeah, by the way...anyone out there know of any good, beginner-level, vegetarian cookbooks? I'm giving up red meat for Lent this year, and I need to find a way to survive the next 46 days.Thanks for your help.

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People who are happy about the results of tonight's Super Bowl:1. The Manning Family, who celebrates having two Super Bowl MVPs.2. New Yorkers, who celebrate their first sports championship since 2000.3. Patriot Haters, who celebrate the knocking down of a hyped team.4. Me, who celebrates winning $500 thanks to having 7-4 in the office pool.

Greghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08028071922265519069noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3556489.post-76081317077579048932008-01-27T21:33:00.000-06:002008-01-27T21:59:33.620-06:00

I e-mailed her today.I thought about her during a men's retreat I attended with my church this weekend. (An ACTS retreat, if you're familiar with the term.) I thought about the crap I put her through when we were dating, and I decided that I needed to apologize. I also needed to forgive myself for all of that, which I think I accomplished.When I got back home this afternoon, I typed up a quick

Greghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08028071922265519069noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3556489.post-58641593171524830642008-01-22T22:39:00.000-06:002008-01-27T22:24:39.997-06:00

Facebook Ettiquette Question:Okay, say I just happened to find out that I gal I had quite the crush on during college is on Facebook. And say that she happens to be in my town, as luck would have it. And say that the last time I talked to her was on graduation day, 5 1/2 years ago.A) Should I friend her?B) If so, how should I go about it?EDIT: After a couple of days, she accepted my friending.

Greghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08028071922265519069noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3556489.post-62288896555970859902008-01-21T15:35:00.000-06:002008-01-21T15:36:41.312-06:00

Copied from Pico's LJ, in an attempt to get me blogging about something other than my state of mind...Because we never really know each other as well as we think, in response to this post I'd like you to ask a question. Anything about which you are curious, anything you feel you ought to know about me. Silly, serious, personal, fannish. Ask away. Then copy this to your own journal, and see what

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Okay, a status report...This time around hasn't been as bad as it was before. I've been able to keep it (somewhat) together at work. I've found a strategy for dealing with it (staying busy with whatever activity I can find). My appetite has been good. (Might have been nice to lose 10 pounds like last time...)This has been going for about a couple of weeks or so, but it came to a head Sunday night

Greghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08028071922265519069noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3556489.post-34301233404067462512008-01-14T00:34:00.000-06:002008-01-14T00:39:12.468-06:00

I think it's happening again...Over the last couple of weeks, I've been having episodes as night. Nothing too sever, but enough to where I couldn't really sleep. Tonight, between being myself for most of the weekend, thinking about what someone said about the Aztec calendar ending in four years, and watching the Toyota commercial with the alien ship blowing up Earth, I'm in a bit of a worrying

Greghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08028071922265519069noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3556489.post-91419727383366649882008-01-13T22:57:00.000-06:002008-01-13T22:59:20.753-06:00

After reading this on my buddy's sports blog, I'm kinda bummed Bill Richardson's hat is no longer in the ring.

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Two nuggets of wisdom from my blogroll to share with you. One from Sandra, one from Raelyn.Some food for thought (pardon the pun).

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Earlier this morning, while attempting my second set of iso-shoulder pulldowns, the White Stripes were playing on my iPod. "Little Acorns" was the song that began to play as I began the set, and I ended up getting through it pretty well. Between Jack's vocal encouragement, and Meg's sexual methods, they've helped me out quite a bit over the last few months.Operation "Get Girls to Notice Greg" has

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SAVE THE DATE!Okay, so I've told a few friends about my plan, but I figured it's high time I share this with all my blog friends now that 2008 is finally upon us.I turn 30 this May, and I want everyone I know to celebrate with me. Even people I only know through e-mails and comments. This will be one of those "destination celebrations" that seem to be so popular nowadays. The venue? Vegas, of

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I see it being meme'd on a couple of blogs. Pico hasn't done it yet, but I figure it's high time for....GREG'S YEAR IN REVIEWJanuary:Rang in 2007 with friends, cigars, and a rousing game of "I never." Started the NutriSystem plan. (At least 15 NutriSystem items remain in my pantry, so you can tell how much I stuck with it.) Survived the annual cold snap/ice storm. Exchanged e-mails and had a

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Tonight, I had a date with a woman from out of town.Tonight, I visited my friend in the hospital.Tonight, I started counting down towards the arrival of my godson.Tonight, I'm not going to get much sleep.

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A buddy and I were talking over some beers Friday night, when I told him how I wanted to make 2008 a banner year. I'm turning 30, and I figure I'd like to hit adulthood running. I told him about resolutions I made in the past. Going through the archives, I discovered I never actually posted how I did on each of those. Better late than never, no?CASHGoal: accumulate $15,000 in liquid assets.What

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Pardon me while I get a bit racial...I recently read this story from the L.A. Times about the creator of the Homies figurines. If you're not familiar with them, you've more than likely seen them for sale next to the gumballs in your local grocery store.I thought about how great a mark (for better or for worse) one of the gente left on pop culture. Then I started to read Pop Candy.Yes, if you

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Okay, my curiosity has been sufficiently piqued.Anyone know where I can find this "2 girls 1 cup" video?

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I hate being your friend.Okay, I'm glad you decided to drive three hours to watch approximately 15 minutes of a basketball game with me. But driving another 90 minutes in the dead of night to visit your ex is something different. I'm not happy with my town becoming known as a way station for booty. (Oh, I'm sorry, all you two did was talk...)You've got two exes trying to win you back. Congrats.

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How do you break up with someone you're not together with?I guess it's high time for an update with my new friend. Gina and I have been going out for the past few weeks, but we've not progressed to any sort of comitted relationship. Her wall, her friends, her drinking and smoking have been the major obstacles in us getting closer.Maybe it's my fault for falling a bit too hard. Don't get me wrong,

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REASON #79 WHY I'LL NEVER UNDERSTAND WHITE PEOPLE I give these folks two years, tops...

Greghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08028071922265519069noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3556489.post-2185492623667019142007-11-29T23:56:00.000-06:002007-11-30T00:08:40.015-06:00

You may remember me telling you about a football movie that made me wonder how much of a Christian I was. Tuesday, a real-life football coach may have helped make me a better one. I share the details with you in the form of an e-mail chain between my friend Michelle and I.----------------- Original Message -----------------From: GregDate: Nov 28, 2007 1:13 AMMichelle-Just wanted to say Thanks. "

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THINGS TO BLOG ABOUT WHEN I HAVE MORE TIME:- The best concert I've ever seen.- Things coming to an end (maybe) with my new friend.- Things coming to an end with another new friend.

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SPOILER ALERT!Sorry, I don't know what exactly the rules are, but I just wanted to be on the safe side.After watching tonight's "Chuck," one thing struck me in my mind.What the hell ever happened to Mischa Barton?

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I would blog. I really want to, but I'm not in a good state mentally or physically to do so. I'm not sure if it's a chili burger I had, or something going around at work, but I've been put down the last couple of days. I'll just let stuff spill onto the keyboard...- Getting into a new position at work, just as soon as my spot is filled. No raise or promotion is involved, yet a lot of people

Greghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08028071922265519069noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3556489.post-89083702097810205402007-10-29T21:31:00.000-05:002007-10-29T21:34:37.278-05:00

THINGS TO BLOG ABOUT WHEN I HAVE MORE TIME:- A job interview that never happened.- What helps to break down my friend's wall.- An award-winning Halloween costume.- My (possible) plans for Halloween night.

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I promised you an update on my new friend, so here it is.Last night was our fourth date. I made her dinner, with the help of Mario Batali. Once again, however, my cooking skills turned a recipe that was given at 30 minutes to make into one that took almost an hour. Some cabernet sauvignon helped to pass the time, as well as some conversation about life (which was a welcome departure from the

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What to do?I've been invited to a couple of Halloween parties on the Saturday before Halloween. One is hosted by my new friend (I'll tell you how things are going with her later on), one is hosted by a friend of mine from the church group. The theme for her party is "Music Artists."At work, the theme for our area's annual costume contest is stocks. The idea being that everyone will wear a t-shirt

Greghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08028071922265519069noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3556489.post-55978317415463117752007-10-03T22:31:00.000-05:002007-10-03T22:31:26.722-05:00

Wanna learn about my breakthrough? Read the following open letter...Dear Suzanne,Hey there, stranger. Bet you didn't expect to see me last night, eh? Obviously, I went to your church to promote the lecture series I'm helping put together. I was a bit nervous about seeing you there, but my friend C told me that she hadn't seen you the last few times she's gone, so she told me I shouldn't be

Greghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08028071922265519069noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3556489.post-21645679078060849072007-10-03T22:10:00.000-05:002007-10-03T22:12:17.023-05:00

I know this is a little late, but... This is a chance for all those of you who actually read this blog regularly to let me know about it! (I'm looking at you, Mt. Laurel, Emeryville and Oakland...)

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THINGS TO BLOG ABOUT WHEN I HAVE MORE TIME:- A breakthrough two years in the making.- A new plan with my new friend.- A decision I'll be making in a few months.

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A classic reason why my friends kick ass...One of my friends will be more than happy to explain the above illustration.

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Good news.Looks like my dad's PSA levels are just fine.whew...

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My latest meme, courtesy of Raelyn...If you comment on this entry...1. I'll respond with something random about you.2. I'll challenge you to try something.3. I'll pick a colour that I associate with you.4. I'll tell you something I like about you.5. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory about you.6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.7. I'll ask you something I've always wanted to ask

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Oh yeah, been meaning to put this up here.My dad has more tests to go through this week. Apparently, his PSA is going back up.I should be worried more than I currently am, shouldn't I?

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GOOD THING: Getting to leave work an hour early on Tuesday so I could buy cleats for my big debut.BAD THING: Having to make up that hour this morning.GOOD THING: Stopping by Whataburger for a breakfast treat.BAD THING: Having to wait behind some guy and his three special orders, nearly making me late for work.GOOD THING: Getting tickets on the floor to see The Police in November!BAD THING:

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THINGS I'VE LEARNED THAT I'M NO GOOD AT(BY EXPERIENCE)- College.- Time management.- Crowdsurfing.- Talking to strangers in social settings.- Pitching softball.Guess which one was added to the list tonight?In an effort to become more active outside of work, I signed up to play on a team in my company's softball league. Rain forced the delay of our season opener by one week, giving our team a bit

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Time to fill in some details...You remember how excited I was about my date? Looks like the excitement may be short-lived. I haven't spoken with her since that night. I left a few voicemails and text messages before convincing myself on Tuesday to stop. The bride told me that, after talking with my date's sister during a hair appointment, she found out that my date hasn't had the best luck with

Greghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08028071922265519069noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3556489.post-14662645161160927092007-09-09T23:07:00.000-05:002007-09-09T23:13:12.058-05:00

THINGS TO BLOG ABOUT WHEN I HAVE MORE TIME:- Carrying a flame for a week.- Carrying a bat Friday night.- Carrying on Saturday night.- Carrying a boom mic today.

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Uploading on the Downlow: On Being a Blogger And An IntrovertA week ago, Arianna said, "You can't have a blog and be an introvert. If you say you are, you're a damn liar."Two days ago, Sandra said, "...well he pegged me pretty well as an introvert."So who's right? I figure the truth lies somewhere in the middle. Allow this blogger to offer himself as an example.Up until the summer before 11th

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Can't sleep, might as well blog.Instead of boring you with another long post, I'll just give a brief update with things with my new friend. We went out Friday for dinner, dancing and drinks. Actually, it wasn't so much dancing, she got a bit nervous when seeing some of the more skilled dancers at the bar we went to.A good portion of the night was spent at a bar where she's a regular. (How well do

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Yet another interesting weekend.Friday night, after finding out some co-workers and I didn't win the Mega Millions lottery, I headed to a bar to celebrate HM's birthday. (You remember her, don't you?) That night, I ended up getting the number of a neighbor of her's, a 5-foot-3 rawk chick who was surprisingly good at salsa dancing.Saturday, after hearing about God at a young adult's gathering, I

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I've read what everyone says, but I'd LOVE to hear what your comments sound like. So, send me a VoiceComment. It's FREE! (Use of the service is free, long distance may not be, depending on your location...)Just call 1(641)715-0101 and enter *2579719. And, if you have a VoicePlayer too, I'll reply. http://www.snapvine.com/

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SUNDAYI wasn't able to catch any shows on the Strip. Unless you happen to count a mini-recital before Mass.Since my flight wasn't until late in the afternoon, I figured my only shot to attend church was in the morning. Calling the front desk, I learned about Guardian Angel Cathedral's Mass times. I checked out of my room, had my bags held at the bell desk, and took a cab over to the Cathedral,

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SATURDAYI woke up the next morning at 9:00 am, refreshed and ready for some wedding action.Actually, it was more like 9:00 am Central (7:00 am Vegas time), and pooped. One bad thing about having a room with a view of the Strip, it also has a view of the sunrise. (It was a pretty good room, though, I gotta say.) After puttering around for a couple of hours, I decided to head downstairs for some

Greghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08028071922265519069noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3556489.post-74735730767409225062007-08-14T00:28:00.000-05:002007-08-14T00:56:45.446-05:00

"So how was your Vegas trip?"Allow me to answer that question in multiple parts...FRIDAYMy usual procrastination routine hurt me yet again. Even though my flight wasn't leaving till 3:30, I was still rushing at the last minute to get stuff done before my friend took me to the airport. Even then, I wasn't able to cross everything off my list. But, when my ride came, my thoughts turned to only one

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DATELINE: HONDA DEALERSHIPEnjoying a breakfast of Krispy Kreme and water while getting my oil changed. I tell you, it's the breakfast of champions...I have a choice of blogging here, or watching "Maury" with a roomfull of strangers. I'm guessing I made the right choice.Okay, so people want to know what happened last weekend. Here goes. Last Friday, on the spur of the moment, I called up my friend

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I went to Austin on Friday night. What happened there is eventually going to be posted here, but just not now, due to my being exhausted from going into work today at 7 a.m.As a teaser, here's a short review of what happened, as shared with a friend of mine on Yahoo IM....Friend: whats up w/ you?Me: Not too much. went to austin last night to see a couple of friends.Friend: have fun?Friend: you've

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Allow me to vent just a little bit.Tonight, I attended a planning meeting with the leaders of a church group that I'm a part of. After being involved in the group for about two or three years now, and after sharing an idea I had for a faith sharing topic, I was invited to come along and help plan out next meeting, as well as knock around some ideas on how to improve the group. The short version

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First off, I read this blog on an iPhone earlier tonight. That thing is friggin' sweet. Doesn't look too convenient to blog from (the touch-screen keyboard seems a bit tricky, though I had no problem typing in the URL for this blog), but for blog-reading, it's great.Okay, so I've been out the last couple of nights. Last night, Maria and I went downtown to a swanky bar where a co-worker of mine

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REASON #308 I WILL NEVER UNDERSTAND WHITE PEOPLE:"One Oregon couple's wedding night will be especially magical. Courtney Lanahan and Shawn Gordon of Clackamas are heading straight from their wedding reception Friday to a bookstore to get the final Harry Potter book."

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Sunday night, I was worried about not being able to iron a shirt. Turns out I was worried about the wrong thing.Okay, so I had an interview yesterday. Same company, but this was for a manager position. About ten people were interviewing for two spots, giving me at worst 5:1 odds. (A co-worker said that there was rumored to be six manager spots opening up, giving me 3:2.) I found out about the

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Not being able to iron a shirt + nervousness about an interview tomorrow + nervousness about putting together a multi-session event = one wracked brown boy.I'll tell you more tomorrow, but I need sleep now.

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A sad story that made me smile a bit.According to a report in the Express-News, one of the more popular priests at a church I attended during college was with the family of Lady Bird Johnson as she passed away a few days ago.I never got to know the man very well other than a few spaghetti lunches while I was at UT, but the stories that came out about him and his life would make for a very

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Either Glenn needs to lay off the sci-fi, or maybe VH1 has now become a bastion of journalism. Either way, the following should shock you as much as it shocked me.Best Week Ever scooped Instapundit.July 3: "The Post reports that Padma Lakshmi, newly divorced from writer Salman “Sal Bass” Rushdie..."July 9: "EASY ON THE EYES, BUT HARD ON THE HEART: Padma Lakshmi dumps Salman Rushdie."My world is

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I'm not sure how, but a football movie has made me think that I'm not a good Christian.Got together with a group I'm involved with at church for our monthly meeting. Instead of our normal discussion of past and upcoming events (tubing, anyone?), we made it a blockbuster night and watched "Facing the Giants." If you're not familiar with the film, it's your typical "

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I was wanting to see a certain woman from my past tonight. I ended up seeing Steve Carrell instead.Over the past few weeks, I started talking to HM with regularity again. We fell out of touch due many factors, one being a bad night back in March when I met up with her and some of her friends at a club. Not to bore you with details, but a drunken rant written that night became the only (up to this

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If anyone out there is free, could I interest someone in accompanying me to Las Vegas in a couple of months? A friend invited me out for a wedding (her own), and I could use some extra company/gambling partners. Drop me a line if you're at all interested...

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Something ELSE stolen borrowed from another blog, this time from my L.A. acquaintance, Sandra.Know anyone in LA seeking a place to live? Read on...Seeking female Christian roommate who desires to live in community in a beautiful 1920’s Spanish duplex. You are a “team player” who seeks to grow in Christ with three other females who seek to do the same. We are not simply seeking someone to split

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