Lost laptop

I just left my macbook pro in a pink bag on caltrain.

The only identifying information is my name (Benjamin McGraw) on the login screen.

Since this livejournal is to top google result for that, well, if you're out there googling my name to find the owner, please contact me.

It's a long shot, but I figured I'd try. ;)

Stupid Wanker Meme Time!

Your result for The which philosophy suits your personality? Test...

Existentialism, by Sartre

40% Nature, 63% Rationalism, 15% Religion, 70% Freedom, 62% Individuality, 50% Power and 36% Uncertainty!

You scored highest on the variable Freedom. Freedom was an important part of Sartre's philosophy.

Jean-Paul Sartre, 1905 – 1980, France.

Sartre does not believe in unknowable or underlying truths or meanings. The only thing we can be sure of is that we die. Which gives us an incredible amount of freedom, to choose what we want to believe and how we want to live our lives. But if there's no meaning and we die anyway, this all seems futile. Kind of depressing, but it should make you live your life to the fullest!

Possible results:

Nature: the Scala Naturae by Aristotle

Rationality: Cogito Ergo Sum by Descartes

Religion: Proof God Exists by Saint Augustine

Freedom: Existentialism by Sartre

Individuality: Personal Religion by Kierkegaard

Power: Will to Power by Nietzsche

Uncertainty: Agnosticism by Hume

No high variable: Synthetic Perception by Kant

Take The which philosophy suits your personality? Test at HelloQuizzy


The shortnight cometh.

That's right. Shortnight is this coming Sunday!

Who's with me?! We'll be setting up a command center in Mountain View. Two webcams in the living area, several people over with a kings ransom of Lambics, and the Grid of Shortnight Revelers projected upon my wall.

To arms! To arms! The internet's favorite drinking holiday comes but once a year!
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Sweeny Todd was fairly awesome.

Tim Burton has perfected what it means to be Tim Burton.

Sadly, most of the songs were forgettable.

I may be going as Sweeny Todd for next Halloween.
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World 2 of Zeux?

I've almost settled into my new place in Mountain View. Almost.

Ikea failed to bring over one of my couches last sunday, and have finally gotten around to remedying that tomorrow morning. I'm a dining room set, a bookshelf, and two small tables away from true domestic happiness.

When I was setting up my computer last weekend, one of my LCDs tried to murder me. It's power supply must've become unhinged and deranged, because after I plugged it into the wall, as I moved the VGA port to the computer it started arcing when near the metal.

On top of that, one of my other monitors just died. I'm down to slumming it on a single LCD. I feel... dirty.

The living room is fairly sweet, though. The projector works superwell on our giant wall. aen has been over a few times so far watching the Count of Monte Cristo re-imagined by those wacky japanese as a gay space vampire. And aen only had to assemble a few pieces of furniture for this pleasure!

There are rumors that hiretsukan may be my housemate (condomate?) but even though he's on the lease and all, I've yet to him at the place. I know he's alive still since I sometimes dine with him after work...
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    The Device Has Been Modified - Victims of Science

Wanderlust Fiend.

On friday, the 21st, I was at work until 4. At 3:30 my protolandlord emailed me approval of the app Kael and I tendered, I printed it out, signed it, and handed it to Kael. Then I drove to the airport.

I flew to Phoenix. I flew to New York City.

The flight to JFK was th worst of my life. It was an overnight flight and I was in the plane's bitch seat. This would be the backmost aisle seat. It doesn't recline and people brush by you to the bathroom all night. On top of it I was miserably sick. So I couldn't sleep like I do on every airplane ride ever. And when I pulled out my PSP to use Disgaea to distract me for 3 hours, I dropped it and the battery rolled away, never to be found again.

I then got to the car rental place. Which promptly told me that my reservation was a bag of dicks because while they had a location in Syracuse (wher I was to fly out of), it was not a location I could put the car at (wtf). So after murdering them with hate, I rented a new car at National for twice as much. Cost me a bloody grand.

I drove to Providence with my little brother. I drove to Albany with both my brothers.

I sang very badly along with my Zune. Nick joined in some.

Saw my cousins and aunts and grandma. A more wretched hive of lack of tactand couth you've never seen. Please: consider the source while evaluating that previous sentence.

My first cousins have been very busy cranking out a large number of young second cousins. My brothers and I remain barren. We also remain the most successful of the whole lot.

Went drinking with my cousin Anna and my brothers on xmas eve. That was fun. Justin and I gt into a flirting contest with the incredibly dirty bartendress. He was taken abak when I went on the verbal agressive against him, as it was something he's never seen in his place of power. Anna was amused and considered me the winner. In fairness though, he was stunned into inaction that there was verbal sparback. I usually (ie, always) let him do his incorrigible thing and hang back quietly when drinking with him.

Slept a whole lot. Felt better afterwards.

I drove to Lacona. I drove to Syracuse. I drove to Turning Stone Casino. I drove to Syracuse.

While in Lacona I hung out with Ira and Maura and Ira's little sister and Nate Barron. We went to a local barand shot shit and drank shitty beer (bud light was the single tap in the establishment. We added salt and hot sauce to it.)

After three hours of the most sober drinking I've ever done, I drove to pick up Jonah in Syracuse and we played Poker for a good five hours. We were both down by the end, him much less so than I. I was surly about my poker skill degradation on the drive back.

We then wandered around the mall at 9 AM (musing aboutwhat kind of soulless zombie comes to the mall at 9 am) because I wanted a replacement PSP battery... which apparently is sold nowhere. We then went to his dad's house and made sweet, sweet love slept on various non-bed surfaces. I met his older sister for the first time, who is apparently cute and clearly mindbogglingly insane. For the last hour of my sleeping there in the tiny living room with Jonah, she was drying off her (adorable) dog ON TOP OF JONAH (WHO WAS SLEEPING ON A MATRESS ON THE FLOOR). I mean, wtf?

I flew to Chicago. I'm about to fly to Austin.

I decided to make a journal entry while waiting. When I get to Austin I'm packing up my room and cleaning the room out, and driving my fully restored Civic 1500 miles to my new home, which I only just got in the beginning of this post.

I am sick of travelling. I am looking forward to a month or two of not doing it.

And I'm very not looking forward to driving from Austin to Mountain View. :(
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Time to change!

In a move completely unforeseeable a month ago, I am leaving Austin and moving to San Francisco.

Crazy, eh?

I gave my two weeks today. I'll be in Palo Alto (aka "Silicon Valley") on December 10th.

And for a few days I'll also be flying into Boston and driving to Rhode Island! The tiniest state, where I'll meet up with the tiniest robot and the tiniest grue!

Also I think I'll fly to NYC on the 22nd and hang out with Northeastern peoples and families for the Birthmas season. That's still up in the air, though. I just don't want to be all alone in Frisco for the holidays. I could catch the gay.

Ad absurdum.

I'm tired. I'm in bed. The old grey thinkbox decides it wants to chat instead of sleep.

Doesn't it KNOW it needs sleep? I mean, it's the fucker that knows things. Things like what to do when it's tired. But does it sleep? Noooo. It chats to itself, pondering, turning thoughs around and around. Blah blah blah. It won't shut up!

My brain, clearly, is a girl.


...I think this goes a long way to explaining why I am inexorably attracted to ladies who like ladies.


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