July 18th, 1981
I jogged three and a half miles this morning, I didn't go this evening because we went to O'Brien's Pit Barbaque. Karen and I went roller skatting this morning.
I'm really confused about where I want to go to college. It's between the University of New Hampshire and U.C.F., I think. I don't know anything about the University of New Hampshire, and I don't even know why I want to go there. On the other hand, I know pretty much about the area around U.C.F. and I like it. I'm just not sure about campus life. I'm wondering if the people at U.C.F. stay to themselves since there aren't many dorms and a lot of peope that go there commute. I think I'll write to Terry and find out what he thought about the campus life.
I hope the Opel has been painted by the time I get home so I can do the crankase sealer and get it licensed plus find out where there's a short in the engine. I've come to the point where I don't want to mess around with it any more. I just want to get it licensed and on the road. I know it will be afun cr to drive; and I'm going to try to keep it going as long as I can.
One last thing, I'm not to sure how I'll do with the x-country team. I know that when I go to the frist practice I'll be really shocked because I've had all these daydreams about being the best guy on the team and showing everybody up. I just know I'm going to be let down, have my baloon burst, etc, etc.
July 19th, 1981
I've been thinking a lot about where I want to go to college today. I have reached the conclusion that I should wait until I have visited U.N.H.'s campus this fall before I cancel it out. Today I like the idea of going to U.N.H because: firstly, I have to start living my own life. I think one of the reasons I'd like to go to U.C.F. so much is because Terry lives down there, which is geat but I won't be ale to go and visit him all the time. Besides if I went to U.N.H I could ski in the winter and sail in the summer.
I ran 3 and a half miles this morning and then again this evening. Even if I don't do to well on the team is still want to keep up my jogging because I think it helps me physically and mentally.
This is a little out of context but the second reason for liking U.N.H. a little better is because it runs in my mind that they have majors in Petroleum Engineering. I could take Petroleum E. as my major and could minor in solar energy. This is one of my problems, I'm always trying to plan things way in the future then when I change my mind I get confused. Enough for now.
July 20th, 1981
We called Mom and Dad last night, they sounded pretty good. Dad said he was taking the Opel in to be painted today. I hope it looks okay when it's finished! I hope the guy remembers what color I wanted it painted and all the stuff I wanted done on it. For $450 of my hard earned money I expect a good job. If it's an ugly color I'll still like it because it's my car.
When I get home I think I'll see about trying to get a job at Ski Round-Top this winter. If I could work at a ski lift station it would be a real easy job. I could take my hojmework up with me and do that. I'm sure I wouldn't have to work past 11:00 since I think that's when they close. It would such a great part-time job to have since it starts after the end of the band practice and is finished before Spring band starts. I could save the money for: downhill skis, a sunfish sailboat or a bike; I could use all of these at college.
Last night for dinner we had barbaqued ranch steak. It was really great it almost melts in your mouth.
Tuesday, 21 June, 1981
Second day for my car in the paint shop. I've heard no news about it. You know what they say "No news is good news."
I just wanted to write about this kid I met on the train up from Florida. This guy looked like the rock singer, Meatloaf, just a younger version. He first said he worked in Washington and Miami then later he said his dad was the Dean at Harvard and he said he went to Harvard!!! What a screwball he couldn't have been in college. Firstly becuase he didn't look like he was college age and secondly because he got his kicks from flipping the finger at train engineers or people along the railroad tracks!! This kid was such an asshole I just couldn't believe what a jerk he was.
In this entry I would like to put ina couple of things I would like to try to do.
1. I want to learn to not judge others by their first impression. (The kid I met on the train, I did not judge or form any opinions on him until after he had done his cool tricks.
2. When I'm in a lousy situation I have to learn to use it to my advantage, and think of the situation as an educational type of experience.
3. I have to remember that a person never stops learning.
Tuesday, 28 June, 1981
I've really had it with Mom and Dad. I think Diane has too. They make me so mad they argue over the pettiest things, then don't communicate with each other and to top it off they're orneery as hell. I wish I could go to college now and get away from all of this shit. I think I loose my sensitivity to other people when I'm around these two.
I don't think I'm going to go out for cross-country. Everyone that was going to go out for it didn't! If I get a part-time job instead I could make(save) some money so I can buy some things for college.
It's ten o'clock now, we went out for dinner earlier this evening. I talked to Lugene after we came back from dinner. I think I might go to x-country practice this Thursday. I shouldn't cross it off the list yet, I haven't even gone to any of the practices. I think I'll call Trammel about x-country tomorrow.
Diane helped me choose a color fo the opel - medium wedgewood blue. I'm glad she helped me. Mom and Dad are getting along better now!!
July 29th, 1981
Today, Mom, Dad, Diane, Tom, Karen and I went to Ashland which is about sixty miles north or here. We went into an old mining tunnel and then to a museum on mining. We lunched at Snyders Ice Cream Parlor then off we went to look for fossils and found lots!! I drove home. Dad drove up.
Prince Phillip and Lady Diana were married today what a big beautiful wedding it was.
I have decided not to go out for cross country, I'll call Mr. Finnucan on Friday and tell him. I have to make an appointment to get a new contact lens. It makes me so mad that these stupid things don't last any longer. I have to make an appointment to have my seniro pictures taken.
Now I've decided that I want to go to Cornell University!! When I write to them for a catalog, I'm going to compose my own lettr instead of using the form letter I've used for all the other colleges. I'm not to sure whether or not I'd want to try architecture or mechanical engineering.
Diane and I walked to the pain shop. The fenders were inside the shop because we didn't see them on the car or in the trunk (2+2). I wiped all the water out of the trunk.
Last Saturday Diane and Bob had a party for the lawyers in the Washington firm. Some fo the people I liked were: John and Cindy Ebbrett, the Evans', Mrs. Ryan and last but not least Boone. There was a woman that was going to be a rock singer, her date (the lawyer) went to either Yale or Harvard. I say "the lawyer" because he was the one invited from the firm the rock singer was just his date. A man named Butler was a roommate of Thornburg in college.
Saturday, December 28, 2013
Friday, December 27, 2013
Journals of a Human Being, Homo sapiens, male: July 16th, 1981 thru December 27th, 2013
Friday, December 27th, 2013 @0840 hours
Sunny morning. I feel as though I went through some kinda birth yesterday. Bicycled to Alexandria, VA from Oxon Hill Library and Meade Church wasn't open. Also bicycled to Christ House and a sign on their door said closed until 01/02/14. Okay then. I decided to go to the Barrett Branch of Alexandria Library...looked up more on the Pelton Pump for generating electric using low amounts of water w/ high head and manual pumps...realizing the dead end of spending any more energy on that "project." I thought perhaps that was the "project" Marie the Psychic was talking about at Gurney's in Montauk when Chris had me spend some time w/ her. Am thinking I have a clearer understanding of the "Project." Actually very enjoyable. Thank you.
I was rather emotional after emailing Ed a "thank you" for his thoughtful Christmas card and explaining some of the stressors I was feeling when I saw him/family @ Diane and Bob's. In fact my eyees were briming with tears as I logged off. Had to go into the men's bathroom to cry. Then on my bicycle ride back to the Temple, after reading some books I'd placed a "hold" on that arrived @the library: Allen Ginsberg's Poems and another book about the influence of gay authors on American literture in the sun by the water near the Torpedo Factory, was finding myself to be rather emotional...no doubt, not having lunch was playing a role in my raw emotions. Actually had to sit for a while along the WWB and cry for a while...
When I got home I felt so cold. Heated up a container of chicken broth that I got from the Food Pantry last Saturday and ate the whole thing plus lots of water w/ honey (from Oystercatcher bees) plus wax. Still cold, so I started the water running in the tub for a good soak. It helped but still seemed to get cold too quickly. Made me think of other times I'd been so cold...early 2000s in November after snorkeling in Napeague Harbor for bay scallops to take to NC for the holiday, January 1996 after the blizzard when I drove from Springs to c-ville adn the land, X-country skiing then camping in my tent in snow on the land, then not being able to get my feet into my frozen/misformed x-country ski-boots, the time it took to get them thawed in my sleeping bag, then ski back to the car; getting swamped as Jenn and I kayaked across Shark River Bay in February 1992 and having to swim to land and probably the first time in July 1986 when a thundeerstorm doused the tent Gary and I were camping in in the Walking Dunes by Napeague Harbor after we'd bicycled there from Southampton one weekend.
More recently, the 2x thuderstorms got me on my "End of Times, Beginning of Life" ride-in campaign for President in May 2012. First storm was the night I stayed/camped in the waterfront park in Oriental, NC. That was the same day where I met the guy in the park on the other side of the Neuse River near Cherry Branch Ferry who'd tried to kill himself and waved me over to call 911. The second time on that trip was @ Anteitam National Battlefield on Sunday of Memorial Day weekend. After getting to the battlefield at about 4 that afternoon, I got sick 3x and felt so lousy I just set up my tent behind the Visitor's Center after everyone had left. Then a huge thunderstorm came that had my tent blowing likea plastic grocery bag, I was wet and in a ball, face-down, trying to stay warm. It was a beautiful sunndy day on Monday.
Anyway after thinking about all those experiences and not having any luck getting warm/hot water to add to the tub, I opted to crawl into bed after a long period of crying while I lay belly-down in the tub in the dark bathroom...definitely felt like being in "the womb."
As I lay in bed, I had more feelings/thinking maybe this is what a baby feels like before birth. Comfy and warm in a dark place. I also had chills...interesting just experiencing those chills, they felt like radiating circles starting from the side of my chest then spreading over my whole body...I wondered if that's what contractions felt like to a baby as it's mother is getting ready to go into labor.
Funny how I definitely could relate to being a baby as I lay in bed. Feeling okay but then tears errupting from out of nowhere w/ waves of chills. Eventually I fell asleep.
Friday, December 27th, 2013 @0840 hours
Sunny morning. I feel as though I went through some kinda birth yesterday. Bicycled to Alexandria, VA from Oxon Hill Library and Meade Church wasn't open. Also bicycled to Christ House and a sign on their door said closed until 01/02/14. Okay then. I decided to go to the Barrett Branch of Alexandria Library...looked up more on the Pelton Pump for generating electric using low amounts of water w/ high head and manual pumps...realizing the dead end of spending any more energy on that "project." I thought perhaps that was the "project" Marie the Psychic was talking about at Gurney's in Montauk when Chris had me spend some time w/ her. Am thinking I have a clearer understanding of the "Project." Actually very enjoyable. Thank you.
I was rather emotional after emailing Ed a "thank you" for his thoughtful Christmas card and explaining some of the stressors I was feeling when I saw him/family @ Diane and Bob's. In fact my eyees were briming with tears as I logged off. Had to go into the men's bathroom to cry. Then on my bicycle ride back to the Temple, after reading some books I'd placed a "hold" on that arrived @the library: Allen Ginsberg's Poems and another book about the influence of gay authors on American literture in the sun by the water near the Torpedo Factory, was finding myself to be rather emotional...no doubt, not having lunch was playing a role in my raw emotions. Actually had to sit for a while along the WWB and cry for a while...
When I got home I felt so cold. Heated up a container of chicken broth that I got from the Food Pantry last Saturday and ate the whole thing plus lots of water w/ honey (from Oystercatcher bees) plus wax. Still cold, so I started the water running in the tub for a good soak. It helped but still seemed to get cold too quickly. Made me think of other times I'd been so cold...early 2000s in November after snorkeling in Napeague Harbor for bay scallops to take to NC for the holiday, January 1996 after the blizzard when I drove from Springs to c-ville adn the land, X-country skiing then camping in my tent in snow on the land, then not being able to get my feet into my frozen/misformed x-country ski-boots, the time it took to get them thawed in my sleeping bag, then ski back to the car; getting swamped as Jenn and I kayaked across Shark River Bay in February 1992 and having to swim to land and probably the first time in July 1986 when a thundeerstorm doused the tent Gary and I were camping in in the Walking Dunes by Napeague Harbor after we'd bicycled there from Southampton one weekend.
More recently, the 2x thuderstorms got me on my "End of Times, Beginning of Life" ride-in campaign for President in May 2012. First storm was the night I stayed/camped in the waterfront park in Oriental, NC. That was the same day where I met the guy in the park on the other side of the Neuse River near Cherry Branch Ferry who'd tried to kill himself and waved me over to call 911. The second time on that trip was @ Anteitam National Battlefield on Sunday of Memorial Day weekend. After getting to the battlefield at about 4 that afternoon, I got sick 3x and felt so lousy I just set up my tent behind the Visitor's Center after everyone had left. Then a huge thunderstorm came that had my tent blowing likea plastic grocery bag, I was wet and in a ball, face-down, trying to stay warm. It was a beautiful sunndy day on Monday.
Anyway after thinking about all those experiences and not having any luck getting warm/hot water to add to the tub, I opted to crawl into bed after a long period of crying while I lay belly-down in the tub in the dark bathroom...definitely felt like being in "the womb."
As I lay in bed, I had more feelings/thinking maybe this is what a baby feels like before birth. Comfy and warm in a dark place. I also had chills...interesting just experiencing those chills, they felt like radiating circles starting from the side of my chest then spreading over my whole body...I wondered if that's what contractions felt like to a baby as it's mother is getting ready to go into labor.
Funny how I definitely could relate to being a baby as I lay in bed. Feeling okay but then tears errupting from out of nowhere w/ waves of chills. Eventually I fell asleep.
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