Bio
Name: Daniel Robert Lance Big Plume
Nickname: Saturnyne
Birthday: May 3, 1980
Age: 26
Sun Sign: Taurus
Moon Sign: Sagittarius
Chinese Zodiac: Monkey (Born)
Height: 170 cm
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Brown
Status: Single
Favorites
Color: Blue
Food: Chicken
Animal: Cat
Anime: Sailormoon
Show: CSI
PJ's: Sweatpants/ T-shirt
Pokemon: Porygon
Website: NHB Radio
My Linux Desktop
Current Moods
Song: Dog's A Best Friend's Dog
Links
Official Sins Of Science Homepage
Space-Kitten.Org
Wing Commander CIC
Tears For Fears
Contact
Email: saturnyne1d@netscape.net
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Thursday, July 03, 2003
7:51 PM This post is one of the pinnacles of irony. After having disassembled Aerandir's post to me in my last post, I have since had a chat with her about it. After both of us took the time to learn each other's point of view, we have become friends. Or at least, acquaintances on good terms. Life is so strange. One minute you're firing verbal missiles at whoever, and the next you're trading jokes and stuff with that same person. She and I could teach a class on how to turn potential enemies into potential friends. It might end up being a lot of fun. The tall one (Mandi) and the short one (Me). Meanwhile, I'm training for a job and seeking out leads and stuff. I also need to call my psych. I need money. Pay rent. Gah! So much to get stressed about. Oh well. I'll handle it.
12:36 AM Tonight I'm feeling rather combative, so I'm going to deconstruct the asinine assumptions of Aerandir made in a reply to one of my posts on my Live Journal. Paragraphs in bold are her nonsensical ramblings, and the ones in normal type are my responses. Here we go. "You know there is a big difference between lying and not saying anything. You KNEW how much she loved you, but you never did anything about it." Again, I reiterate: I never lied to Chrissy once during the entirety of the relationship. My feelings for her changed the night before I told her, and the only reasons I didn't tell her right away were that it was 4 AM where she was, and I was never given the number for her parents' house. "How could you, in good conscience, have let your deceit go on as long as it did? Plus, with your random "I love you, Chrissy"s in your journal lead everyone in their right mind to believe that it's romantic." If by "Deceit", as you put it, means the moment my feelings for Chrissy changed, it went on for a few hours. You are assuming it went on for the 3 and a half months we were together. Which is wrong. Very very very wrong. But then, which of your uninformed and half-baked assumptions were ever RIGHT? "So in a way, you did lie, so don't go making Chrissy seem like the victim. At least she wasn't running scared." Okay, I thought long and hard about what the heck it is you're referring to here. I'm sure you meant to say "yourself" when you say "Chrissy", and that by "running scared", you are saying something that relates to nothing and makes no sense. But for the 9 billionth time, I did not lie to Chrissy. Your uninformed and increasingly unintelligent assumptions strike again. The lesson? Simple. Before you go ranting off about something you're passionate about, make sure you know something about the situation. Mandi, all of these things that you've said in regards to this are ill-informed, prejudged and, as I'm so fond of saying of these comments, asinine. As I've talked with Chrissy about it and I've been told that you didn't and still don't know the whole situation. So while it might have been cool for you to go off half-cocked, you only succeeded in making an ass of yourself. It might also interest you to know that Chrissy is a big girl now, and she can take care of herself, which I see she has done quite wonderfully.
Sunday, June 29, 2003 3:42 AM If you have not yet been to see Cirque do Soleil in ANY of its forms (My current favorite being Alegria), then go see it! You must. If you don't, poor starving orhpan children in third world countries will... uh... starve and be orphans in third world countries. I had the priviledge of going to see Alegria last night (June 28th). This show is AWESOME. There are trapeze artists, a contortionist, gymnasts of all sorts, a strong man and a fire dancer. There are all sorts of tricks that border on death-defying, not to mention wonderful music that draws you into this world. The best way I can describe the experience is that it's a collection of plays set to music and wonderful circus acrobatics and choreography. The story centers around the transfer of power to new generations when change comes in society. You probably won't get that just watching the performance, but it doesn't matter if you do or not. What matters is whether or not you go. It's probably not necessary to keep you living, but it might be the difference between you having a good day and having a bad day. I for one, had a GREAT day. Not only did I get to view the performance from the third row, almost center, but I got to spend the performance talking to a rather striking and interesting woman named Lisa. At the end of the first half, she said that she and her brother (who was sitting in a completely different section) would talk and see if they would agree to switch seats. Much to my delight, they decided not to trade. All in all, it was pretty cool. This couple asked me to take a picture of them, which I happily obliged. That and I listened to Michelle Branch on the way to the chapiteau, and listened to Alegria music on the way home. I'd go out again to it tomorrow, but I don't have the money. Hell, after bills, I won't have much more than $150. Crap. Oh well. Money don't buy happiness, but I still feel it... Alegria!
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