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So What!?
Mon, 14 Jul 2008
Hey There Delilah
Feeling slightly... I don't know. This song seems to play with my heart, though. Hey there Delilah What's it like in New York City? I'm a thousand miles away But girl, tonight you look so pretty Yes you do Times Square can't shine as bright as you I swear it's true Hey there Delilah Don't you worry about the distance I'm right there if you get lonely Give this song another listen Close your eyes Listen to my voice, it's my disguise I'm by your side Oh it's what you do to me Oh it's what you do to me Oh it's what you do to me Oh it's what you do to me What you do to me Hey there Delilah I know times are getting hard But just believe me, girl Someday I'll pay the bills with this guitar We'll have it good We'll have the life we knew we would My word is good Hey there Delilah I've got so much left to say If every simple song I wrote to you Would take your breath away I'd write it all Even more in love with me you'd fall We'd have it all Oh it's what you do to me Oh it's what you do to me Oh it's what you do to me Oh it's what you do to me A thousand miles seems pretty far But they've got planes and trains and cars I'd walk to you if I had no other way Our friends would all make fun of us and we'll just laugh along because we know That none of them have felt this way Delilah I can promise you That by the time we get through The world will never ever be the same And you're to blame Hey there Delilah You be good and don't you miss me Two more years and you'll be done with school And I'll be making history like I do You'll know it's all because of you We can do whatever we want to Hey there Delilah here's to you This one's for you Oh it's what you do to me Oh it's what you do to me Oh it's what you do to me Oh it's what you do to me What you do to me.
Posted by wotnartd
at 00:39 CDT
Sun, 13 Jul 2008
Hello, world!
Hey gang. I'm sure nobody reads this anymore, so it's perfect to start posting again. It's been so increibly long since my last post, I don't even know where to begin. Since my last post I've: -Bought new RX-7 06/2007 -Bought Mercury Tracer 08/2007 -Sold old RX-7 11/2007 -Quit Sturm Foods 02/2008 -Started back in college 02/2008 -Tried getting a job at Sturm Foods -Got hired by Walgreens -Got Hired by Sturm Foods Craziness craziness craziness!!!!!
Posted by wotnartd
at 19:57 CDT
Fri, 20 Apr 2007
Some useful information....
Westboro Baptist Church 3701 SW 12th St Topeka, KS 66604 (785) 273-0325 Fred W. and Margie M. Phelps, Sr. Westboro Baptist Church 3701 S.W. 12th Street Topeka, Kansas 66604 phone: 785-273-0325 and 785-273-0338 fax: 785-273-9228 Samuel Moran Cell: 503.803.1633 Work: 503.684.4010 ext 333 Karl and Deborah Kay Hockenbarger James Hockenbarger/Jennifer Hockenbarger 1929 S.W. Lane Topeka, Kansas 66604 home: (913) 233-1848 K-K-Karl’s work: 785-296-3959 Fred W. Phelps. Jr. and Betty Phelps 3600 S. W. Holly Lane Topeka, Kansas 66604 home: 785-272-4135 Jr.’s work: 785-296-3195 Margie J. Phelps 3734 S.W. 12th Topeka, Kansas 66604 home: 785-273-7380 work: 785-296-3317 Ben Phelps 3632 S.W. Churchill Topeka, Kansas 66604 home: 785-233-4162 Rebekah Phelps-Davis and Chris Davis-Phelps 1216 S.W. Cambridge Topeka, Kansas 66604 home: 785-272-7741 Shirley Phelps-Roper and Brent Roper-Phelps Sam Phelps-Roper 3640 S.W. Churchilll Topeka, Kansas 66604 home: 785-273-1445/273-0277/272-1619 Shirley’s work: 785-233-4162 Brent’s work (Foot Locker) 785-273-0068 Jonathan and Paulette Phelps 840 S.W. Watson Topeka, Kansas 66606 Jonathan’s work: 785-233-4162 Elizabeth Phelps 2001 S.W. 2nd Street Topeka, Kansas 66606 home: 785-234-9694 work: 785-233-0822 Abigail Phelps 3636 S.W. Churchill Topeka, Kansas 66604 785-273-7262 work: 785-296-7709 Charles W. and Mary Hockenbarger 711 N.W. Page Topeka, Kansas 66617 home: 785- 246-1567 Rachel Phelps Hockenbarger and Charles F. Hockenbarger 1284 S.W. Hillsdale Topeka, Kansas 66604 home: 785-271-1619 Tim and LeAnn Phelps 3743 S.W. 12th Street Topeka, Kansas 66604 home: 785-273-4780 Tim’s work: 785-291-5100 Leann’s work: phone: 785-233-4162 Theresa Davis 3632 S.W. 12th Street Topeka, Kansas 66604 work: 785-291-700
Posted by wotnartd
at 06:43 CDT
Sun, 8 Apr 2007
Hello friends!
I bet you all thought I disappeared, but no, I am back, and i will be back better than ever. We will be renovating this entire website very soon, as Tripod decided to upgrade their services, including mine!! I've got more space than ever before, we are talking a 4,000 percent increase in storage space and 25 times as much bandwidth, so I can make this place fancy! Oh yeah, I registered (impulse buy) a domain, as well, soon this will be a part of www.jm1fc3s.com. I will be going automotive with tutorials, tech tips, random tidbits, and other fun things, as I begin to delve deeper into this fascination of mine. Very shortly I will be going heavy duty with racing, repairing, and reworking EVERYTHING. First I will be revamping the home page, with updated everything! All of the old will be out of here and I will be using some software I gained awhile ago to make this website streamlined and beautiful, with Flash buttons and everything. No simple screwed up text and plenty of nonsense. Hang on tight because this is something old for me, but with a very new twist. ... ... ... I suppose updating on my life wouldn't be bad, either. I'm currently working at Sturm's, in the shipping department on 2nd shift (which is 6PM-6AM). The job is nice, and the pay is good, the people... interesting. I'm spending most of my time moving palettes on one form of conveyance or another. It does mess up my sleep cycles, though, since it's... about 3:45AM right now.
Posted by wotnartd
at 03:45 CDT
Fri, 2 Mar 2007
Essay
I started my education at Michigan Technological University in the fall of 2005. As a bright eyed freshman, I was ready to take on my aspirations of being a computer engineer. As I began to travel the path of a CPE, I took many classes, including literature, basic engineering fundamentals and calculus, among other things. I greatly enjoyed many of my non-major courses more than my programming course, which I was floundering in, and I decided to switch my major in my second semester to something I felt better suited my skills, mechanical engineering. As I began my studies for a mechanical engineer, it became obvious to me I was doing something I enjoyed, but not what I truly wanted to do. Nevertheless, I continued my studies through the horribly depressing winter, doing my best not to lose my mind in the great white (which is really more gray) North. I don't know if it was the winter, or just me, but I was not thinking straight, and sometimes it was all I could do to get out of bed and go to class. Again, my grades left much to be wanted, but I wanted to give it another shot in the fall of 2006. Come fall of 2006, I had a revelation, I decided I was going to switch my major a second time, but I didn't know what to. In the meantime, I tried to do better in the courses I struggled previously, but for whatever reason, I could not. It was then I finally sought counseling for my depression, and it put my mind at ease about a lot of stress in my life. I also decided then that I would take a semester off for a reevaluation of my goals. Before the semester was out, I decided I was going to apply to U.W Stevens Point and become a history teacher, my most favorite of all subjects ever taught. All of my grades in history related classes in high school and college have been great, I love learning, I love the thought of passing on knowledge, as well. I really want to teach because all through my life teachers have had some of the biggest impact on me. And history, unlike many other subjects, doesn't change, but it grows. I know my previous college terms left a lot to be wanted, but I want to try again. I want to be someone that in many years a child will say, "Hey, didn't you think Mr. Trantow's Civil War lecture was really boring?" And then further down the line say, "Mr. Trantow was an awesome teacher, he really liked what he taught, and I actually learned." It is my belief that if a teacher is truly in love with what they teach, it will make it easier for the student to learn, as well. It is with these closing words that I ask for my past college terms not be looked at as a student not learning, or failing, but as a student learning what they truly love, and where they truly belong, and for me, it's in history.
Posted by wotnartd
at 22:20 CST
Mon, 12 Feb 2007
I passed!!!
I took my car to the police station and had it checked by the chief. And I PASSED!!!!! I am sooooooo happy!!!
Posted by wotnartd
at 12:06 CST
Mon, 22 Jan 2007
I'm not dead yet.
I'm still very alive. I'm still very trying to find a job, too. I think I need to pump up my resume, but am too proud to admit it to anybody. Now with this soon to be citation, I'm in dire need of a job. I either pay a fine or buy some exhaust upgrades. Well, either way I'm getting the upgrade. I need to do it. I don't know exactly how much the fine will be, but I figure fixing the loudness will keep me from getting another, right? Then there are my decisions. Oh boy. What do I want anymore? I've had nearly four weeks to think about it, and I barely have. Every day I'm home, I feel like I'm imagining less and less. I've stopped looking at my whole picture, just looking at what I'm doing at that moment. I don't have a reason to look ahead. I'm just laying about like a bump on a log. I loathe it! I hate this situation! I think I need a job, like badly. And I need money to pay because the possibility of more money being flushed away is looming overhead like a storm on the seas. I know things won't just happen, but how can one force a thought? I just can't keep waiting. Hopefully I'll have this squared away before too long. And my messed up fingernail still feels funny.
Posted by wotnartd
at 22:55 CST
Sun, 14 Jan 2007
Here's a good joke for you:
What involves two squad cars, two cops, and flashing lights?
The punchline:
Two cops were parked in front of the station I have to pass on my way home, I didn't see them right away. I was just putzing up the road, minding my own business and I see one pull out, then the other -and quick-, "Oh shit..." I say. A block from my house, red and blue lights start flashing and I pull over and hit my fuel cut and radar kill, and turn the car off.
...that's what I get. :(
30 days til I get inspected, so I've got to find at least a presilencer, if not stock catback and presilencer...
A Michigan state trooper had a reason to pull me over and didn't even ticket for the exhaust. It was just two cops either wanting to mess with me or see if I was drunk and were using the exhaust as the excuse, because I was driving too well. It's not that loud at 1800 RPM, but loud enough, I guess.
Grr...
Posted by wotnartd
at 14:24 CST
Thu, 14 Dec 2006
A collection is born?
When I went and tried to rotate my tires last weekend, something amazing happened. The frame crumpled. Yes, you heard it right, the area I was jacking my car up on was so weakened by rust, it caved in. I knew I had to do something about it fast, here is my solution: http://www.rx7club.com/showthread.php?t=591439
I've already talked the guy down to $175 and it's only an 8 hour drive from Manawa. Why buy this one when their are others in Wisconsin? Easy, this one is great looking, low miles on the chassis, paint is in decent second gen shape (good thing I know a guy with a body shop), the brake rotors haven't been sitting in dirt for months or years (like they do in salvage yards), no rust, and a good interior. It also has another full set of tires.
The plan: swap my motor and transmission. Think of it as a heart tansplant, my cars current body can no longer live, too much abuse, but the heart works great, so we're going to give the heart to a new car, and have fun with it. It'll give me a good idea on how to really own a RX-7, because swapping motors is what we get good at. And my baby, my current car, I don't know what I'll do with the remains, but she may live again.
Posted by wotnartd
at 10:02 CST
Fri, 8 Dec 2006
Hello, friends.
It's been awhile, hasn't it? I mean, gosh, a month? Whatever it is, it's long enough for everyone to go, "God, I hope he isn't dead." I'm not. I'm just getting ready for finals. Last week I moved a bunch of big stuff out of the room, leaving some clothes, games, and my laptop. I've been working on some stuff for Spanish lately, getting reports written and all that jazz. That's about it. I can't wait to get away from Cory, he is an annoying little woman, "I really want to go, but I don't think I should," shut the hell up, just do it or shut up. And if you're going to a party, don't chant the name of the house over and over again seven hours before you MIGHT go. Chances are, he will not go to any parties because as hard as he tries, he's a social outcast, relegating himself to said status. I go to a party, I make conversation, I make people laugh, I make women swoon and men jealous; Cory goes and drops a stupid joke and talks about the good ol' soccer days and plays beer pong (his saving grace). Apparently you need to play a game to get drunk in college, don't ask me why, but it's some sort of unwritten rule or something. You can't just talk and drink, you have to play a game and drink, talking is strictly forbidden. While I would talk, drink, refill; Cory's tactic is toss a ball, toss a ball, toss a ball, drink, refill, toss, toss, toss, toss,sip, sip, drink, refill... He waits too long to commence beerification, using some stupid game to get wasted. He plays beer pong, I played drink. My game is much more fun. To me, Cory's a party pooper, I guess. I don't really like partying with him, which is why I've only done it once. And as a roommate, he's not much better. He's kind of a girl. He's vain, drinks from his water bottle like a calf at a teat, and, most importantly, thinks I'm some sort of moron for having known things. For instance, last year his back had been giving him problems and I told him a few things he could do to help alleviate a few issues, he decided not to heed my warnings and ended up hurting his back more, then going to the doctor, finding out what I told him was correct, being given exercises and orders not to lift anything heavy, not doing the exercises, lifting heavy things, and guess what, more back problems. He can't spell worth a lick, either. Don't even get me started on that. I just can't wait, that's all I'm saying.
Posted by wotnartd
at 14:20 CST
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