Is it just me or is facebook becoming stalker central?

I'm not ok with this.

If you want to know about my life, call me.  513-255-5709

Go here, page through the quotations look until you find five (5) that you think reflect who you are or what you believe. Repost in your journal and tag five friends. Mine:

I was thrown out of college for cheating on the metaphysics exam; I looked into the soul of the boy sitting next to me.

Woody Allen

I think we agree, the past is over.

George W. Bush

Ambition is a poor excuse for not having sense enough to be lazy.

Edgar Bergen

That last one explains why there are only three and I'm tagging no one.

I'd like to add one more that isn't on the web site:

Ooh, a Laserdisc. The Cheat's playin' something on a Laserdisc. Everything is better on Laserdisc. Whatever happened to the Laserdisc? Laserdisc!
             Strong Bad
 

My phone is new, expensive, and fully operational.  Same number.  Please send me your phone numbers so I can call you from your front door when I'm stalking you.

Also, tomorrow, Monday, is my last day of work.  I have the rest of the week off, that weekend is the festival, I go camping next weekend, and then I go back to school.  So... what should I do Tuesday through Friday with the rest of my summer?  How does one cram a whole summer into four days.  please tell me what to do with my time.

Good news!

Water damage isn't covered in the warranty and so i have to buy a new phone for $150.  Huzzah!  The day is mine!


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Dearest friends,
    My phone has suffered tragic injuries at the hand of the elements, mostly the rain, and thus is disinclined to doing such things as turning on, making or answering calls, and generally working at all.  Your prayers are welcome but it is in it's best wishes that we all continue to live life as normal as possible.  If you would like to get in touch with me please call 385-5230.  We could all use some help getting though this tough time, especially as it is so close to the recent loss of the Lucky Charms watch.
                       Much love,
                           Matt

Recent additions to movie library: Memento, The Pianist, Dr. Strangelove, Being John Malkovich, and Spirited Away.  I'm still waiting for more in the mail and any hope of having money ever again thanks to an online shopping spree.

Recent additions to my memory: Beating the Junior Nationals team tonight in ultimate on hard cap by two points with a greatest in the end zone.  Unbelieveable. 

The other day I realized I don't like people much. No, not you, dear reader, I love you. I just like to be alone better. I like to work alone, I want to read and write and listen to things and do most of that alone.

To be more precise, I don't like to do things. I don't like to go do things with people. I don't like to go out, go to parties, chill with friends.

To be more precise I have a schedule and if what you want to do or even sometimes what I want to do gets in the way of that schedule, I don't like it.

That's it.

I don't like to get calls from people. I am usually doing something, or thinking of doing something, or doing some thinking. That's why i am curt. That's why it sounds like I never want to talk to you.

"Don't make up excuses, Matt. Even when you call me you don't want to talk."

True. I call people with a purpose, talk about a, b, or c, and ask about d and e. That’s why I like it when people don't answer, cause then I don't have to talk to them and I can get other things done that I wanted to do more ... like check me email...

When people ask me to do things, even if I really want to do them, I am perturbed because it doesn't fit into my schedule.

...unless I planned such a thing into my schedule. Then it's a dream come true. If I plan on doing something Friday night and you call wanting to do something Friday night ... huzzah! (except you called when I didn't have time to talk to you according to my schedule but that is forgivable because you filled my schedule.)

If it is a Friday night and I have scheduled time for doing something and I have nothing to do and you call then i will latch on. I will love you.

But I think I like to be alone more. I like nights at home.

That's not entirely true. I think I am just saying these things because i have too much on my plate at the moment. I don't have enough time to myself and so I am resisting and pulling back and away from people. If I didn't work, for example, none of this would be true. I had a week off and it was nice half of the time... until i got bored and didn't want to read or write and felt guilty for watching too many movies by myself. When that is the case forget everything I just said.

But it isn't.

Even when I go out I have to be back semi early 'cause I planned on sleep. I'd rather be back early so I can check my email and read a thing or too before going to my wonderful bed to sleep. I may be having the most fun (Wed. night after seeing cars with an amazing group of people and laughing 'til it hurt at steak and shake) I'd rather go home to bed then hang out. This is probably just because I'm so busy though.

I don't even think I have a right to say I'm busy. My mom works nonstop: At the Green house, at P & G, at home cooking and washing clothes. My life is way easier than that. Brian works over sixty hours a week at his two jobs, seven days a week of work. I can't complain. Compared to them my life is cakewalk. (I think I just need more alone time due to the factors below)

I think I have just developed (due to (Freud) building Lego’s as a child, being shy, and the one time my mom and dad were super proud that I wrote out a schedule, complete with times, of when I was going to do what, one Saturday when I was twelve) an unnatural need to schedule and a rigid devotion to said schedule.

I went out of my mind last night waking up at 2:30, 5:30, and every five minutes thereafter with frequent daydreams in-between for fear of being late to work. (my daydreams were of being late to work). I'm out of my mind because of my job and scheduling.

So I think I'm just an introvert who wants to spend more time alone than I am now and perhaps one of three things will happen: I will not get enough alone time ever and be driven mad, I overcome this problem and start acting normal, I spend more and more time alone and finally finish all the books I want to read and because a super awesome writer and then emerge full prepared to be the awesome person I wanted to be only I'm a loser without friends who doesn't remember how to interact with people...

I know what you are wondering.

"Did you schedule livejournaling time 'cause this is unnecessarily to long."

Agreed it is. I did schedule computer time but I'm going over that because I can't stop writing.


Anyway I was thinking all these things and then in mass on Sunday I suddenly felt very lonely and wished I was really close to someone like a best friend who I hung out with all the time (I.E. more than Tom) or a significant other I was really close to, who completed me. It made me sad.




Actually all I wanted to do was write to ask if anyone wanted to go to the Desdemona Music Festival with me this weekend. I really want to go Sunday but would be willing to go the whole weekend if someone will go with me. (I scheduled it into my weekend ergo you will be a hero if you want to go with me.)

Check out the web site http://www.desdemonafestival.com/

It is at Sawyer Point, $12 for one day $24 for the weekend. I need a friend...

My life is over. 

Too much salt in your diet can lead to hear diseases/complications and increase the risk of a heart attack. 

My family already has problems with that and i eat three bags of pretzels a week.

Die early/live happy eat pretzels?      
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Matthew J. Weinkam (LG, CPRPR, WSI, MVL ’04)

Despite the high hopes of friends and family alike, Matt did not make it through his first year at Miami and was asked to withdrawal from the university after failing all his classes, including both The Eastern European Vampire Tradition and Social Dance. Unsubstantiated accusations of “juicing” from the club Ultimate Frisbee team added insult to academic injury and left him with a scarred reputation and minimal, at best, hopes for the future.  Looking to find any silver lining to the near apocalyptical clouds of his short lived collegiate career, Matt plans on using his new found free time to write songs for his indie rock band, Nun Shield, and write a best selling memoir about his life as an obsessive compulsive youth swim team coach of the legendary, bizarre Mighty Meatballs of Western Hills that will, with any luck, one day become a feature film.  He still enjoys pretzels, a hot bubble bath by candle light, and, of course, long walks on the beach.

If you come home from a long day and are exhausted should you flop on the couch and announce to everyone that you are exhausted or pretend like you are fine?  The couch method seems to be self-serving, looking for sympathy, but the saintly way seems to be self-righteous and unnecessary.  Moral debacle. 

I am currently trying the latter.