Capt. H’s Weblog

I had a post. At least I thought I didn’t. But I couldn’t get anything to make sense. So instead here’s all the writing I did today. Sorry if it’s tough to read.
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Ugh, poor car is right.

Here’s the story. My check engine light has been on for a couple days and being the genius that I am I’ve been ignoring it. For the longest time it just stayed on because there was something wrong with the chip in the car. So when it popped up again I naturally assumed that everything was fine and there was nothing wrong at all. Then yesterday my battery light came on, and I ignored that too. Drove down to the south to pick my friend up from work. Then I was heading home on Deerfoot, and about halfway through the trip all my gauges die. Keep in mind this wouldn’t be so terrifying on a regular road but I was doing 130 on a highway with nowhere to pull over. So, making another smart decision, I decided to continue driving and hope Poor Car could make it home. And she almost did! I pulled up in the turning lane at a 4 way intersection and had to stop and Poor Car shut right down.

Thankfully, two strangers stopped to help me push her off the road and try to boost it. Didn’t do anything since apparently my alternator is gone which is apparently going to cost me a nice chunk of cash that I don’t have right now. The cherries on top? While talking to my dad last night trying to figure out what to do, phone dies. And then today is Canada Day so nothing is open. FML

I love having a car, but at least when I walked everywhere I knew nothing would ever break down. Balls

Brody

Here’s everything I couldn’t say about my sisters grad.

Brody

I’ve been writing a lot lately. Not on here obviously, but I’ve got a notebook I take everywhere. So I’ve got a day off tomorrow, which means I have plenty of time to post them all. It’s been a little rough lately so some of these posts are just raw me. Look forward to that!

Brody

Alright, I know I’ve been pretty lax with the updates here. So I decided that since I have such a hard time keeping the mofo current I’d stick a Twitter badge on the site. Not the pretty one from twitter.com mind you, but it’s good enough. I tweet way more than anything else so this way it’s like I’m still blogging, even though I clearly fail.

Brody

PS: Ignore all the Tweets about Miley Cyrus. Unless you’re in a position to set up a meet and greet. Then e-mail me at brody.hickson at gmail.com. But, y’know, take the spaces out and put an actual @ sign where the word at is.

Attention: if you watch Battlestar Galactica and have just started, don’t read this post. Spoiler alert.

What is it about television that we connect with? I’ve been watching Battlestar Galactica a lot lately, and I’ve become so connected to these characters. In the last episode I watched, a favorite character of mine, Starbuck, died. I was nearly in tears. This episode I’m watching now is all about the crew dealing with her loss. Apollo is going to pieces, Adama is barely holding it together and Helo and the rest of the pilots are shaken because she was the best they had. It was a serious blow to the Galactica crew.

And that got me thinking. What is it about these shows that are so intriguing to me? One Tree Hill, Gossip Girl and Battlestar Galactica all make me feel very real things. I’m emotionally connected to these characters, honestly give a crap about what happens to them. I know they’re fictional and the universes they exist in are fictional as well. But that doesn’t stop me from giving a frak. See that? Frak is the all around swear that everyone on Galactica uses. It’s so adaptable. Motherfrakker is my personal favorite.

I don’t know where I’m going with this seeing as I’m watching the episode right now. I’ll post more as it comes to me.

Brody

Have you ever noticed the worst way to miss someone is when they are right beside you and yet you can never have them.. when the moment you can’t feel them under your fingertips you miss them?
Have you ever wondered which hurts the most; saying something and wishing you hadn’t, or saying nothing and wishing you had?
I guess the most important things are the hardest to say. They are the things you get ashamed of because words diminish them, words shrink things that seemed timeless when they were in your head … to no more then living size 

Don’t be afraid to tell someone you love them, if you do they might break your heart, but if you don’t you might break theirs…
Have you ever decided not to become a couple because you were to afraid of losing what you already had with that person? Or you were to afraid of what people think?
Just because someone doesn’t love you the way you want them to doesn’t mean they don’t love you with all they have…
Your heart decides who it likes and who it doesn’t.You cant tell your heart what to do and you cant try to make it feel a certain way. It does it when you least suspect it, or even when you don’t want it to. Have you ever wanted to love someone with everything you had but they were to afraid to let you?
Too many of us stay closed up because we are too afraid to care too much… for fear that the other person does not care as much, or not at all.
Have you ever loved someone and they had absolutely no idea whatsoever? Or… fell for your best friend in the whole entire world and watched them fall for someone else?
Have you ever hid your feelings for someone because your fear of rejection was too hard to handle?
We tell lies when we are afraid… afraid of what we don’t know, afraid of what people might find out about us. But every time we tell a lie to cover up… the thing we fear grows stronger. Life is all about risks and it requires you to jump. Don’t be a person who has to look back and wonder what they would have, or could have….

Fuck, I’ve got one swollen ass lip. Sweet, 6 weeks of this? Yee-haw! It sure looks bad ass though.

I fucking finally figured out how to jailbreak my Touch solely on my Mac. Thank god, cut out that fucking windows shit

I just remembered what tomorrow is. But I’m past the point where I’ll spend all day moping. Imma be hung over tomorrow anyway.

PS: I just finished negotiating with my friend, and it looks like there’s a new site coming. More to come as soon as I find out.