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deviantART: by:technoge3k http://search.deviantart.com/?q=by:technoge3k&section=today deviantART RSS for by:technoge3k en-us Copyright 2009, deviantART.com Sat, 19 Dec 2009 22:37:30 PST deviantART.com http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/tech/rss http://s.deviantart.com/minish/widgets/apple-touch-icon-precomposed.png Sketch http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/22993123/ http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/22993123/ Tue, 03 Feb 2009 21:26:44 PST Sketch love.
Sketch me.

-phh

]]> ~technoge3k Not Dead. http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/15410120/ http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/15410120/ Wed, 07 Nov 2007 17:23:54 PST
-phh

]]> ~technoge3k Fuck You, Car http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/12992416/ http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/12992416/ Thu, 17 May 2007 17:41:55 PDT

...and the little piggy cried "WEE WEE WEE"

all the way home.

]]> ~technoge3k Bittersweet Remorse http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/12111098/ http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/12111098/ Thu, 08 Mar 2007 20:08:59 PST

Yeah, I have no clue about the title, but don't interrupt me while I'm talking to myself.

I guess I've been having a bad month. I started out being sick and that gave me time to think. Thinking is bad for me. Seriously.

After thinking, I concluded that I had no talent and so I decided to delete my entire gallery. Now I'm starting over and taking it slowly.

I also thought about how lucky I am to have a place to spill everything without it being brought up outside of the interblags. Only my good friends know about this account, and that is how it should stay.

Furthermore, I am extremely lucky to have all of you.

So, enough with the depressing news; at Kudu tonight, I had another person come up to me and tell me I had a voice for radio. Actually, it was the same one, but she made a point to talk to me about it this time. I hope she didn't mean a face for radio... whatever.

I'm really sad for Alanna. She's leaving Charleston within two weeks, and I still haven't gotten to know her as well as I would like. You can read a great tribute to her here: [link] . Or you can read this poem by ~madhatterzwei that made me cry here: [link] .

What else? Hmm.

Business is going good. Still designing websites, stocking drink machines, fixing computers, blah, blah, blah. Grades are staying up to my satisfaction (>97) and school's just fine.

The breakup is still on. Thank God.

Well, I think I'm through. I know it's been a long time since I last updated this damn thing, but I thought I should fill you in on a little piece of my life.

I shouldn't neglect homework any longer.

-Paul Hargrave

Have you heard my latest piece of Pauletry? [link]

]]> ~technoge3k And The Walls Came Tumbling http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/11835075/ http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/11835075/ Thu, 15 Feb 2007 20:07:27 PST

...down.

Life:
.
.
.
.
.
on hold.

]]> ~technoge3k Outfuckingsourced. http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/11541041/ http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/11541041/ Tue, 23 Jan 2007 12:08:53 PST

My job. My income. My W2. Fuck.

This is why I work for myself, not for some two bit, fly by the seat of your pants, fuck me and flip me over company. Have you seen the definition of professionalism?

Professional status, methods, character, or standards.

Fuck my standards. I've paraded around as a forty year-old virgin for the past 6 years of my life. I've put on a show, given you 110fucking% and squeezed every fucking ounce of life out of my soul- all for the sake of professionalism.

But if I am not good enough for you, then you take my overpaid replacement, shove a leash down his throat, and see if he doesn't shit diamonds.

Sorry. Bad day.
-Paul Hargrave

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]]> ~technoge3k A Foreign Film Without Subtitles http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/11498428/ http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/11498428/ Fri, 19 Jan 2007 19:58:03 PST

Life, that is. Of course. I'm feeling cryptic, so maybe you can sort out the following [Pardon the angstyish nature]:

Cryptic Messages for Friends

1) Was it me? Can I change?

2) I know and I still love you.

3) Stop! It's not your fault. Eat, write, live.

What I Love About Life

Bugs. And ice cream. And Bugs.
I stopped by Baskin Robbins to say "Hi!" to Bugs. I came out with a single scoop cone of some really good ice cream. I didn't have enough money to leave a tip (not for the stoner), so I will be sure to let him know how much it made my day.

Surprises. Birthdays. Oh, and did I mention the car?
So for those of you who didn't know, my birthday was on the 14th. I woke up to a phone call from Jackson, followed by a call from all the other friends (the good ones, not the ones who forgot about my fucking birthday...). But anyway, that was the first surprise. Simple, but oh how I love hugs and phone calls. Later that night, I call Jackson back and he invites me over to Matthew's house. I go over to bring him and Matthew a piece of my birthday loot (green tea and ginger snaps) and as I walk up to the porch, I am serenaded by a rousing "Happy Birthday!" Of course, it was for Matthew's sister, but hey, it was the perfect end for the night.

The greatest treat, however, had to be the car. My car. My dad picks me up from my house and drives me home to his house at ~12:00am. So, we pull up to the driveway and amongst the six cars that have a home there, is the blue RAV-4 that had plagued my ~~dreams~~ fantasies for the past few weeks. Happy birthday. Fucking happy birthday. I take back every nasty remark I have ever said about my father. Still, I can see that he is trying to buy my love. It's not working, but I still love him.

Stories of My Life

The "Why Can't You Fucking Just Do It Yourself" Story
I'm downtown with my friends after Kudu the other night and I get a call from Chuck. (Long story--I'll spare you the details.) So, anyway, he calls with a computer problem. So, I'm troubleshooting his problem over the phone, and 20 minutes later, he still can't figure out the damn bug. So, I shoot on over to his house (with my new waiver) and within 12 seconds, I fix the problem and exit stage left.

The "Why The Hell Did I Study" Story
I studied (5 minutes, you can't really call that studying) for my biology exam. I worried that this exam was going to suck, since I have the highest grade ever in her class at a 97 (which, by the way, is a horrible grade for me). So, I go in to the class to take the exam and 4 1/2 minutes later, I'm finished. Yeah, easy as shit exam. Moral of the story? Hell if I know.

Other Points of Interest

First of all, congratulations if you have made it this far.

Second, Om Namah Shivaya saved my life.

Third, I finally have more than 20 friends!

Please, please, please someone take a screenshot my 1000th page view! Who knows... there might be something in it for you!

Third and a half, [RESERVED FOR FUTURE NEWS...]

And finally, the closing remarks...

What do people really think about me? My work? My life?

Have you ever had something that just eats at you until you finally give in? Yeah.

Until...
Paul Hargrave

Notes, comments, phone calls: please. Love.

~technoge3k Are You A Geek? http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/11410938/ http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/11410938/ Fri, 12 Jan 2007 14:22:55 PST

You'll always have a home here: [link]

Love.

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]]> ~technoge3k Required Update http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/11386086/ http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/11386086/ Wed, 10 Jan 2007 12:14:25 PST

Yeah, I've been busy. I finally have time to write a few things down. Let's see what I can remember...

1) Exams this week and the next. Ugh!
2) I want something I can't have.
3) I love you.

Pretty pitiful. Whatever.

[Edit]: I forgot that my birthday is Sunday!

[Another Edit]: Diets suck. Period.

Until...
-Paul Hargrave

]]> ~technoge3k It Just Keeps Sucking http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/11317456/ http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/11317456/ Thu, 04 Jan 2007 18:58:45 PST

...Life, that is, according to *maskedpianist's journal.

Last night I pulled an all-nighter. Not a big deal, except I'll have to do the same tonight. I had two website deadlines thrown on me, the first being today, another tomorrow. I see a 12-pack of Diet Mountain Dews and my Bose headphones in the near future...

Do you ever get that feeling where you think you're just shit. Where no one cares about you, you think you're work sucks, and you can't even turn to your friends for help? Well, that was me today. My only bright spot I owe to a good friend, who called me earlier. Granted, it was to ask for software and a crack, but still, it was a call.

I submitted something today. It sucked, so I threw it away. I went through my gallery today and wanted to delete every fucking deviation and just start over. I don't see progress. I don't see improvement. I just see suck. (The feeling will pass, I'm sure of it.)

Fuck. There's not even Contra on tomorrow, so I can't see my local friends. Damnfuckingnation. (That's a Matthew thing.)

This space left reserved for any future complaints I might have about life...

So, I think I'll return to my homework, my websites, my boring, fucking life. I'll be on dA probably all night. Call me if you want to talk. I'll love you forever.

Until...
-Paul Hargrave

]]> ~technoge3k I Will Remember http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/11278678/ http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/11278678/ Mon, 01 Jan 2007 17:42:32 PST

I love my friends.

(You know who you are.)

Sorry for the disappointing journal.

Until...
-Paul Hargrave

]]> ~technoge3k Booty, Booty, Booty, Booty... http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/11214254/ http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/11214254/ Wed, 27 Dec 2006 17:42:42 PST

Rockin' Everywhere... Actually, it's not. I had a sucktastic Christmas. Ya rly.

Christmas @ Dad's House

Wake up at 8:00 to an excited niece and find the following under the tree.

(1) 500G HDD

(1) Package of Boxers

(1) Pair of Bose Headphones

(1) Pair of Walmart Slippers (Ugh.)

Cash

After opening presents (~5min), our Christmas dinner is Waffle House.

Christmas @ Mom's House

Arrive at 3:00 at my Aunts house and sit down to a formal dinner. After being scolded for having my elbows on the table, we retreat to opening gifts...

(3) Bottles of Advil

(3) Packages of Cable Ties

(1) Flash Diffuser for my Broken Camera

(1) Jasons Gift Card

(1) Box of Altoids

(1) Belk Gift Certificate

Okay, so I know this doesn't seem like much. Well, it isn't. In fact I think my grandmother hates me. Not only hates me, but hates me to the point where she can't stand me. I asked her if there were any presents for me and she responded, "Oh, I must have forgotten." Anywho...

We spent approximately 6.5 hours opening gifts. My mom spent 32 minutes debating about which bowl she wanted, only to decide that she didn't want one [period]. Meh.

So, as you can see, there is quite a contrast between the two of my families.

But, the highlight of my holidays has to be the car. Or what was supposed to be the car. Or what will be the car. So, my dad took me to test drive a car and I immediately fell in love with it. It was sort of an unspoken agreement that it would be a Christmas/Birthday gift. So, I call my mom and tell her the good news. She blows up, calls my dad, and tries to talk him out of it. Argh. Why can't she just be happy for me? Anyway, I'm hoping it's going to "appear" on my birthday, which is the 14th of January. We'll see.

So, yeah. Needless to say I can't wait to go Florida'ing with =Misplaced-Karma on Thursday. I don't know if there will be blagosphere access, so until then... Love.

Today helped though. I hung out downtown with *LipWriting, *madhatterzwei, ~bittersweet-insanity, =Misplaced-Karma, ~split-screen-sadness, and oh, me! 'Twas fun. Boy, I sure hope to have a picture soon...

Until...
-Paul Hargrave

http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/11179957/ Sun, 24 Dec 2006 19:08:28 PST ...and Festivus, of course.

Love.

As an afterthought:
Wouldn't it suck if Santa were lactose-intolerant?

]]> ~technoge3k Evolution: Not Just For Living Things, Anymore. http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/11163218/ http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/11163218/ Sat, 23 Dec 2006 14:19:32 PST

I was reading an article about how to write poetry, and I figured I should provide a demonstration. Granted, I took it a little too far, but still, the point me writing this is that I've finally come to the realization that everyone has their own style; you shouldn't constrain yourself creatively.

Amongst the piles
of pulsating pixels
in my daily frenzy
of deviant fun,
a pilgramage of
fluff, I must luff
through to find
the jewel of which
is *suture.

Schooled in form
and pwned in style,
I've learned
a new routine...

Step 1: Write what is happening around you or your thoughts...

- Grandmother getting up from a chair.
- Turn that damn music down.
- I'm hungry.

Step 2: Form a poem around that idea. Write it all down...

As you struggle
from your favorite chair
old,
brown,
like you-
and clamber
to your shiny,
silver, life support
that you call a walker,
clad in yesteryear's fashion,
my heart bleeds for your
gray (not grey) hair
and brittled, broken frame.
But you tell me you lived,
loved,
learned,
and screwed your way
through 87 years
and you could make
one more Christmas.
With Jack Johnson droning
from the other room,
and A Christmas Story
on a constant loop,
I told you I loved you,
Grandma.

So to submit
my art I flock,
but not too soon
for a readme
greets me,
and I must proceed.

Step 3: Remove all padding (unnecessary verbiage/adjectives), redundancy, and cliches, leaving only meaningful words...

You struggle
from your chair
like you-
clamber
to your
life support
that you call a walker,
clad in fashion,
your
hair
and frame.
You tell me you lived,
loved,
learned,
screwed your way
87 years
you could make
one Christmas.
Jack Johnson droning
the room,
A Christmas Story
on constant loop,
I told you I loved you,
Grandma.

Step 4: Revise your poem for an eight year-old audience...

You get up
from your chair
like you-
go
to your
thingy
that you call a walker,
in fashion,
your
hair
and frame.
You tell me you lived,
loved,
learned,
your way
87 years
you could make
one Christmas.
Someone droning
the room,
A Christmas Story
on repeat,
I told you I loved you,
Gammy.

Step 5: Revise line breaks and remove unnecessary words...

You get up from your chair
go to your thingy that you call a walker.
Tell me you lived, loved, learned, your way;
You could make one Christmas.
I told you I loved you, Gammy.

Step 6: Does it make sense? Make it clear, but not too obvious...

You get up from your chair
go to your thingy that you call a walker.
Tell me you could make one Christmas.
I loved you, Gammy.

Step 7: Remove any last trace of images that seem out of place...

Tell me you could make one Christmas...
I loved you, Gammy.

Step 8: Proofread for punctuation errors, subject/verb agreement, and tense consistancy...

Tell me you can make one Christmas...
I love you, Gammy.

Step 9: Don't be afraid to revise your work...

I love you, Gammy.

So, that's it! Enjoy your new poem.

Yeah, this is a bogus tutorial and I just wanted to have fun. But, I have officially wasted approximately 3 minutes of your Christmas break.

Love.

Oh, and I can't forget my stamps!

http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/11155705/ Fri, 22 Dec 2006 21:45:51 PST

Well, I can't really smell anything, but it doesn't mean it's not there. Actually, the title has nothing to do with the journal itself. Whatever. Keep reading.

So I got my first Christmas gift today. It was from =cool4dude. I was featured in =DailyDeviants! No, stop drooling, not a Daily Deviation. Still, it's something. It means I don't suck as badly as I think I do. To see what pieces they chose, you can view the entry here: [link]

Until...
-Paul Hargrave

My first feature is from the gallery of =bewareofthesnowman...

[link] | [link] | [link]

Visit his gallery, give him some love.

Oh, and I can't forget my stamps!

]]> ~technoge3k Open Mouth. Insert Foot. http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/11141028/ http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/11141028/ Thu, 21 Dec 2006 16:39:01 PST

Okay. So I finally have something to write about.

My mom and dad have been divorced since I was four. My stepmother Fran, has these terrible mood swings. (To learn more about my step family, go here: [link]) Anyway, I was talking to a friend over at my dad's house, where I spend my pre-Christmas holiday. When he asked where I was, my first response would usually be "at my father's house", but since my stepmother was in the kitchen with me, I responded "with my other family". Oh boy, did that set her off! It was like someone threw a brick at her. Damn. Remind me never to talk to her again!

But that's not the first time it's happened. She called me the other day to see what I wanted for Christmas. I was thinking about it, and since all I really want is something I can't have, I named the first thing on my mind: a leather jacket. Suddenly, she got all "who killed the cat"-like and responded "Well, why don't you have your real mother get that for you!" I was like WTF!?! She asked me what I wanted for Christmas and I told her. Plain and simple. Oh well.

But anyway, now that I'm finished ranting, there's not much of a journal left to read.

So, for my friends in Charleston, I'll be at Contra tomorrow, whether my dad likes it or not.

Merry Christmahanakwanzaka, everybody!
[My failed attempt at a politically correct line.]

Until...
-Paul Hargrave

My first feature is from the gallery of =bewareofthesnowman...

[link] | [link] | [link]

Visit his gallery, give him some love.

Oh, and I can't forget my stamps!

]]> ~technoge3k Mer. Mer. Mer. http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/11121039/ http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/11121039/ Tue, 19 Dec 2006 20:35:09 PST

Alright. Again, I felt I needed to update my journal. No reason this time. I did, however, create my first CSS design today. I got bored and started to play around. How does it look?

When I have more time, hopefully I can add an actual start menu, but that may take a little while. Until then, cheers to the new layout!

Okay, so I guess this whole journal thing for me is a Firefox ONLY ordeal, like so many other things... Don't even think about using IE!

So, once again,

=

.

If you don't have it... Get Firefox!

Well, I guess there is nothing much to say.

Until...
-Paul Hargrave

As an afterthought, those who are kind enough to watch me will receive a feature in the near future. I'll choose my favorite three deviations from your gallery and 'em in my journal. Just a way to say thank you for supporting me!

]]> ~technoge3k Chocolate Milk and Cheerios http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/11104233/ http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/11104233/ Mon, 18 Dec 2006 11:07:39 PST nothing to write about. I do, however, have a new deviantART feature! I can add new nodes to my page. Huh, you say? Look out below...

-Paul Hargrave

100 Theme Challenge

I think I might give up. Seriously.

2 out of 100? Psh.

Are You Jealous?

Comment in my journal if you

and I'll be sure share!

Oh, so sorry if you use IE. It looks like crap. Chalk one up to Firefox!

]]> ~technoge3k Why Are All The Good Ones Taken? http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/11088671/ http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/11088671/ Sat, 16 Dec 2006 21:44:14 PST

Okie dokies. So, I went downtown today. It was quite fun! I walked all around, getting lost for 5 hours, trying to take pictures. I ended up having the cops called on me, and they made me delete all the pictures off of my camera. Wow! That sucks ass. Seriously. On the upside, I have one good picture that I'll post later.

I also went Christmas shopping today. I've spend $150 and I'm not even half way finished. I hate Christmas. Not really, I like giving gifts more than I like getting them. Still, the point is that for once in my life I actually have friends to shop for. I love you guys. As for ~redeyedmonster and ~immobileFreedom, I still need to know what you want.

[EDIT] Oh, I forgot to mention that I was in today's paper. I went to a leadership conference at Burke on Friday and they stuck my picture in. I don't get the paper but I'm told by ~RatiocincativeRoot it's me! Anyway, ~immobileFreedom was there as well and I think she'll agree with me when I say:

I didn't ask
for every fucking fault
to be over-analyzed
by a harmonica with 'locks.

Yes, there goes that rhyme again. Damn stylistic hell. Anyway, I don't know why I felt compelled to stick this in. Just live with it. I'll probably make a few more edits as time goes by.

Yep, another edit. If you want to know about the situation with the assholes in blue (sorry-not on good terms with the cops right now) then see my reply to ~redeyedmonster's comment.

I've turned my scraps warehouse into the challenge pit. 2/100 so far!

1. Introduction
2. Love
3. Light
4. Dark
5. Seeking Solace
6. Break Away
7. Heaven
8. Innocence
9. Drive
10. Breathe Again
11. Memory
12. Insanity
13. Misfortune
14. Smile
15. Silence
16. Questioning
17. Blood
18. Rainbow
19. Gray
20. Fortitude
21. Vacation
22. Mother Nature
23. Cat
24. No Time
25. Trouble Lurking
26. Tears
27. Foreign
28. Sorrow
29. Happiness
30. Under the Rain
31. Flowers
32. Night
33. Expectations
34. Stars
35. Hold My Hand
36. Precious Treasure
37. Eyes
38. Abandoned
39. Dreams
40. Rated
41. Teamwork
42. Standing Still
43. Dying
44. Two Roads
45. Illusion
46. Family
47. Creation
48. Childhood
49. Stripes
50. Breaking the Rules
51. Sport
52. Deep in Thought
53. Keeping a Secret
54. Tower
55. Waiting
56. Danger Ahead
57. Sacrifice
58. Kick in the Head
59. No Way Out
60. Rejection
61. Fairy Tale
62. Magic
63. Do Not Disturb
64. Multitasking
65. Horror
66. Traps
67. Playing the Melody
68. Hero
69. Annoyance
70. 67%
71. Obsession
72. Mischief Managed
73. I Can't
74. Are You Challenging Me?
75. Mirror
76. Broken Pieces
77. Test
78. Drink
79. Starvation
80. Words
81. Pen and Paper
82. Can You Hear Me?
83. Heal
84. Out Cold
85. Spiral
86. Seeing Red
87. Food
88. Pain
89. Through the Fire
90. Triangle
91. Drowning
92. All That I Have
93. Give Up
94. Last Hope
95. Advertisement
96. In the Storm
97. Safety First
98. Puzzle
99. Solitude
100. Relaxation

So now that I actually have watchers, my pageviews are beginning to stack up. Catch 400 with a screenshot... Tha... ]]> ~technoge3k Prints for Poetry http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/11062620/ http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/11062620/ Thu, 14 Dec 2006 13:50:18 PST

Okay, so I'm so excited right now. There's not even an emoticon to describe it! I entered my first contest last night, PoetRanger's sixth Prints for Poetry, and won! The prompt was Revolution and I thought I would just watch another opportunity slip through my fingers, but I threw together something at the last minute and... it won! Congratulations to everybody who entered.

devaintART is being rather pissy, so by request, here is my entry: [link]

I've turned my scraps warehouse into the challenge pit. 2/100 so far!

1. Introduction
2. Love
3. Light
4. Dark
5. Seeking Solace
6. Break Away
7. Heaven
8. Innocence
9. Drive
10. Breathe Again
11. Memory
12. Insanity
13. Misfortune
14. Smile
15. Silence
16. Questioning
17. Blood
18. Rainbow
19. Gray
20. Fortitude
21. Vacation
22. Mother Nature
23. Cat
24. No Time
25. Trouble Lurking
26. Tears
27. Foreign
28. Sorrow
29. Happiness
30. Under the Rain
31. Flowers
32. Night
33. Expectations
34. Stars
35. Hold My Hand
36. Precious Treasure
37. Eyes
38. Abandoned
39. Dreams
40. Rated
41. Teamwork
42. Standing Still
43. Dying
44. Two Roads
45. Illusion
46. Family
47. Creation
48. Childhood
49. Stripes
50. Breaking the Rules
51. Sport
52. Deep in Thought
53. Keeping a Secret
54. Tower
55. Waiting
56. Danger Ahead
57. Sacrifice
58. Kick in the Head
59. No Way Out
60. Rejection
61. Fairy Tale
62. Magic
63. Do Not Disturb
64. Multitasking
65. Horror
66. Traps
67. Playing the Melody
68. Hero
69. Annoyance
70. 67%
71. Obsession
72. Mischief Managed
73. I Can't
74. Are You Challenging Me?
75. Mirror
76. Broken Pieces
77. Test
78. Drink
79. Starvation
80. Words
81. Pen and Paper
82. Can You Hear Me?
83. Heal
84. Out Cold
85. Spiral
86. Seeing Red
87. Food
88. Pain
89. Through the Fire
90. Triangle
91. Drowning
92. All That I Have
93. Give Up
94. Last Hope
95. Advertisement
96. In the Storm
97. Safety First
98. Puzzle
99. Solitude
100. Relaxation

In other news, I'll be at Kudu tonight.

Oh, and sorry to my 300th visitor. It was my intention to reward you with a subscription, but I wasn't prepared for the sudden onslaught of visitors today.

Bugs: I hope you kick yesterday in the ass.
Virginia: Happy belated birthday!

Umm, so yeah. I think that might be everything.

Until...
-Paul Hargrave

]]> ~technoge3k 100 Theme Challenge http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/11040499/ http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/11040499/ Tue, 12 Dec 2006 13:49:28 PST

Okay, the first time I looked at this, I thought it was bogus. But, after seeing it for a second, third, and fourth time, I started to warm up to the idea. So, I've decided to take the challenge.

I'll be writing something to go along with each theme listed below. I promise it won't be a masterpiece, but it will be good practice. This will stay in my journal with a link to each respective poem. Good luck? Thanks.

1. Introduction
2. Love
3. Light
4. Dark
5. Seeking Solace
6. Break Away
7. Heaven
8. Innocence
9. Drive
10. Breathe Again
11. Memory
12. Insanity
13. Misfortune
14. Smile
15. Silence
16. Questioning
17. Blood
18. Rainbow
19. Gray
20. Fortitude
21. Vacation
22. Mother Nature
23. Cat
24. No Time
25. Trouble Lurking
26. Tears
27. Foreign
28. Sorrow
29. Happiness
30. Under the Rain
31. Flowers
32. Night
33. Expectations
34. Stars
35. Hold My Hand
36. Precious Treasure
37. Eyes
38. Abandoned
39. Dreams
40. Rated
41. Teamwork
42. Standing Still
43. Dying
44. Two Roads
45. Illusion
46. Family
47. Creation
48. Childhood
49. Stripes
50. Breaking the Rules
51. Sport
52. Deep in Thought
53. Keeping a Secret
54. Tower
55. Waiting
56. Danger Ahead
57. Sacrifice
58. Kick in the Head
59. No Way Out
60. Rejection
61. Fairy Tale
62. Magic
63. Do Not Disturb
64. Multitasking
65. Horror
66. Traps
67. Playing the Melody
68. Hero
69. Annoyance
70. 67%
71. Obsession
72. Mischief Managed
73. I Can't
74. Are You Challenging Me?
75. Mirror
76. Broken Pieces
77. Test
78. Drink
79. Starvation
80. Words
81. Pen and Paper
82. Can You Hear Me?
83. Heal
84. Out Cold
85. Spiral
86. Seeing Red
87. Food
88. Pain
89. Through the Fire
90. Triangle
91. Drowning
92. All That I Have
93. Give Up
94. Last Hope
95. Advertisement
96. In the Storm
97. Safety First
98. Puzzle
99. Solitude
100. Relaxation

For the first time, I'll actually be writing something that hasn't happened in my life. If you want to take the challenge, copy and paste this list into your journal...

I still don't know what everyone is getting for Christmas, but I'm running out of time. On the other hand (you have different fingers.), a list would help. And you're still not getting anything from me...

I'm still celebrating my 300th page view. The "Recent Viewers" list is depressing, but I'm an optimist! Please note me if you catch it. Thanks! Oh, a screenshot would be nice too...

Umm, so yeah. I think that might be everything.

Until...
-Paul Hargrave

]]> ~technoge3k Mhmm. http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/11017003/ http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/11017003/ Sun, 10 Dec 2006 12:19:13 PST

Okay. So, I'm feeling a helluva lot less shitty now. I've written 3 of my english papers, survived all 3 shows, totally blown off my dad (selfish bastard) and I'm working on feeling better.

Now, here comes the fun part. It's time to hear from you! It's Christmas time, and for all of my friends, time for me to find you a gift. So...

I have an idea of what I want to get you. Per your suggestion, I checked QC, but I came out empty handed.

Yeah, no clue. What's on your list?

I have a backup plan, but what sparks your interest?

Again, no clue. But maybe...

I've bought your gift. (If I don't use them first...)

Only met you once, so I have no clue how to shop for you. What's on your mind?

Anybody else I forgot? Of course, I still have my other set of friends to shop for... That's hard too. I'll figure something out.

Oh, I know I'm only at 250, but I'm celebrating my 300th page view. Please note me if you catch it. Thanks! Oh, a screenshot would be nice too...

Umm, so yeah. I think that might be everything.

Until...
-Paul Hargrave

]]> ~technoge3k One Less Deviant http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/10988482/ http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/10988482/ Thu, 07 Dec 2006 20:05:46 PST Why?

7 Days of Missed Assignments

1 Charleston Youth Company Show
1 Order of the Arrow Show
1 JICHS Beauty Pageant
(Each more demanding than the other.)

1 Demanding Father
(Selfish bastard.)

1 Me (Yes, only 1)
1 Weekend

No time to cry.
No time to piss.

Non Drowsy Sudafed was my last chance at happiness for a while. Gone are those days... for now. Read it. Laugh. Love.

Call me if you need me: 697.6642 (I eventually check my messages.)

-Paul Hargrave

]]> ~technoge3k .less Journal Entry http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/10970907/ http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/10970907/ Wed, 06 Dec 2006 10:53:56 PST

navigation

Okay, so this is a pretty pointless journal. I just wanted to get started with CSS in my journal now that I'm a subscriber. Oh yeah. I did forget to mention that! I was just browsing around one day after purchasing a Christmas present for (nevermind) and figured I should become a subscriber. Was there any real reason? No. But, I love it!

In Other News

To my friends in real life: I won't be able to make it to Contra this Friday.

Instead I'll be out at Camp HNW for the Order of the Arrow Fall Fellowship on Friday, at the Charleston Youth Company Holiday Cabaret on Saturday, and with my Dad (selfish bastard) on Sunday. Busy, busy, busy!

Finally... A Footer!

Yep. So that's pretty much it. Oh! Yeah, now I can have a footer... yayz!

Oh, I guess if there's nothing to put in a footer, it's pretty pointless... isn't it? Oh well.

Until...
-Paul Hargrave

Thanks for the journal, =ipholio!

]]> ~technoge3k December http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/10940545/ http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/10940545/ Sun, 03 Dec 2006 18:49:04 PST
dA friends on my list:

And then I have to shop for all my other friends, my family, and then my other family! Sheesh.

But, I also have a Christmas list started. So far it has nothing on it, but it does exist. All I know is that I've asked my Dad for a car (I can dream...), and my mom for a leather jacket.

It's been hard lately to avoid the Christmas spirit. There's been Christmas music playing since November 1st, and I've already been to the Festival of Lights 3 times. I don't see how anybody enjoys the lights. It's just a total waste of electricity. Whatever.

I really don't have anything else to write. I'm still sick, still home from school, and still stressed out.

Until...
-Paul Hargrave

Where did my disclaimer go?

]]> ~technoge3k Damn Strep http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/10895441/ http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/10895441/ Wed, 29 Nov 2006 20:35:39 PST
They Call Me Faucet

Why the fuck won't my rose stop running
backwards through a hall of lockers
beat red streamer close in tow?

Mucus rolling
sliming
strolling
down my
red rash throat.

Fester pain!
From raging infection
leaking,
seeping
putrid bile
from every ravaged pore.

Invisible illness
meet your maker...
(pills pop
from silver foil -
sealed for your
protection).

Course through my veins
o' fruitless bliss!
While clouded theories
bring unfathomable misery
as lingering words
settle heavy
on a fragile heart:

Feed a fever,
Starve a cold...

Dumbass.

So, yeah. That's been my past week. Sorry I haven't updated in a while. But, good news! The show for the Charleston Youth Company in Daniel Island on Saturday is still on. Yayz!

Until...
-Paul Hargrave

*EDIT: Oh, darn. Journals won't do formatting.

]]> ~technoge3k The Lighter Side http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/10860215/ http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/10860215/ Sun, 26 Nov 2006 18:25:14 PST
In ge3k news:
I've officially converted to Firefox. No more IE quips, so lay off! (Just kidding.) If you use firefox, I highly recommend this extension: [link]

In other news:
My dog is allergic to seafood.

But on a slightly more serious note, I also want to take this opportunity to thank ~redeyedmonster for her last journal. 'Twas one of those warm fuzzy moments that made my eyes water.

Until...
-Paul Hargrave

]]> ~technoge3k Bad Day http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/10858578/ http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/10858578/ Sun, 26 Nov 2006 15:55:26 PST
I cleaned my room today. My mom went through all my trash, and now I have to clean it again. I can't even go straight to the dumpster with it because she looks through it. One time, she fell in and broke both her wrists. Isn't life a bitch? Oh, that reminds me of when I ran over my mother in the car when I was 6... But that's a story for another day.

It's not December. I don't want to hear Christmas music. Hell, we haven't had a Christmas tree in 4 years, but my mother still feels like she has the authority to blast Christmas music at 6:00 in the morning. Yes. 6:00am.

Dinner is another issue tonight, not different from any other night. My mom hates to cook, so I have to do all the cooking around here. She swears there is food in the house to eat, but I can't find it. So, tonight, we are feasting on yogurt and cereal. That's dinner. Fuck.

But, I think the worst part are her mood swings. She has a normally bitchy exterior, but recently she has become Queen of the ...yeah. So, everything she says is pointed at me. Then, when I snap back at her (trust me, it happens), she becomes teary eyed, and half way through her fit, she blames it on me, and she's back to the bitch. WTF? Oh, and you can always tell her mood by the way she carries herself. Walking in a good mood, you never know where she is in the house. But, on a bad day, she makes her presence known, slamming things down and stomping through the house.

Thanks for listening. I love my mother, but sometimes you just have to vent. I'm walled-up in my room right now, hiding from the pain that is my mother. She's yelling at me for something I did, but it's trivial, as is everything. Maybe tomorrow she'll be better. Yeah, right.

]]> ~technoge3k I fuckered up... http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/10849286/ http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/10849286/ Sat, 25 Nov 2006 19:52:19 PST I remember now.

]]> ~technoge3k Update http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/10826774/ http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/10826774/ Thu, 23 Nov 2006 18:49:11 PST
To prove it, I looked over my files from summer camp and found this poem that I had written. Now I can see how much I've improved. (Don't laugh; I was new to this...)

My life hangs in the balance:
A wrong turn?
A missed road?
A locked gate?
What fate shall choose me
Overcome me if I let it
Rule me if I so become
A slave to pain that burns in my chest
Pulsing a vigil to remind me of what I have to fear.
Shall life continue as fallen tear -
Shed fast
Over time forgotten
To the earth which hurls its sheets of wrath
Upon the eye of which the tear has fallen.
Or will someone take a stand
To embrace
The love and compassion
That I stand upon with a key
And through the bars see sun
Behind me the clouds of sorrow
Which hang in the sky.
Let the signs decide
An undetermined fate
And teach me to read
The signs which I have missed.

I forget what prompted me to write it, but I no longer like anything from this summer. I'll eventually find my groove; I just have to give it time. Sweet, sweet time.

To my only 6 readers: Take care this holiday season!

Until...
-Paul Hargrave

]]> ~technoge3k Devious Journal Entry http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/10823457/ http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/10823457/ Thu, 23 Nov 2006 13:13:26 PST maskedpianist, ~LipWriting, :devMisplaced-Karma, and ~madhatterzwei (who I don't think even remembers me!). So, if someone wants to "learn me sum skillz", then please, be my guest.

Okay, past the serious stuff now, Borat is the most vulgar and hilarious movie I have ever seen. I recommend it (2 1/2 thumbs up!) to those who like a comedy. Next on my list is Pick of Destiny.

I'm sure I had other things to write about, but they've conviently fallen out of my head right now. Comment if you love me.

Until...
-Paul Hargrave

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This website does not reflect the thoughts or opinions of either myself, my school, or my dog. Actually it does, so don't quote me on that. In fact, don't quote me on anything.

All rights reserved. You may distribute this message freely but you may not make profit from it. You can try, but I'm telling you, YOU WON'T.

Illustrations are slightly enlarged to show detail. Any resemblance to an actual person, living or dead, is unintentional and purely coincidental; except for the pictures of those people, which happen to be the only illustrations here.

As for your computer: hand wash only, tumble dry on low heat. Do not bend, fold, or mutilate. Depending upon use, your mileage will vary (as will your electric bill).

This is my life, no substitutions allowed. I'm only here for a limited time only, so let me enjoy! No preservatives added.

This message is void where prohibited, taxed, or otherwise restricted. It is provided "as is" without any warranties. From this point on, reader assumes all responsibility. This is an equal opportunity message (like the rest of the world). No shoes, no shirt, no deviantART.

Oh, by the way, slippery when wet.

Read any work posted here at your own risk. Allow four to six weeks before you actually understand anything I write.

So, just to make sure we're on the same page, keep away from sunlight, pets, and small children. No money down; no purchase necessary, one-per-family please; you need not be present to win.

Instructions are included (but not in English), and batteries are not, but they never are. Some assembly required (only 250 easy steps!), and each piece is individually sealed for your protection. Do not read if the non-existant safety seal is broken.

Call before you dig; safety goggles may be required during use.

Paul Hargrave is not liable for damages arising from use or misuse (or nonuse). For external use only; if rash, irritation, redness, or swelling develops, please discontinue reading, unless you haven't started - then see a doctor. Read only with proper ventilation, aviod extreme temperatures, and store in a cool dry place. Keep away from open flames (or magnets); do not puncture, incinerate, or store above 120 degress Fahrenheit (or Celcius).

No salt, MSG, artificial color, or flavoring added. May cause drowsiness. Smoking this message could be hazardous to your health. Do not inhale fumes. If ingested, do not induce vomiting, and if symptoms persist, consult a physician. Drink alcohol if the desired effects are not strong enough. Use caution when operating a car or dangerous machinery (bicycles don't count).

These terms are subject to change (or dissapear completely) without notice. Do not remove this disclaimer under penalty of law. (Law spelled backwards is wal)

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]]> ~technoge3k Modern Man http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/10700859/ http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/10700859/ Sun, 12 Nov 2006 12:31:00 PST
The other day I saw a clip from George Carlin, one of my favorite comedian. Entitled "Modern Man", I find that it strangely depicts what we live every day...

"I'm a modern man, a man for the millennium, digital and smoke-free, a diversified multi-cultural post-modern deconstructionist, politically, anatomically, and ecologically incorrect. I've been uplinked and downloaded, I've been inputted and outsourced, I know the upside of downsizing, I know the downside of upgrading. I'm a high-tech lowlife, a cutting edge state-of-the-art bi-coastal multitasker, and I can give you a gigabyte in a nanosecond. I'm new wave, but I'm old school, and my inner child is outward bound. I'm a hot-wired, heat-seeking, warm-hearted cool customer, voice-activated and biodegradable. I interface with my database, and my database is in cyberspace, so I'm interactive, I'm hyperactive, and from time to time, I'm radioactive. Behind the 8-ball, ahead of the curve, riding the wave, dodging the bullet, pushing the envelope. I'm on point, on task, on message, and off drugs. I got no need for coke and speed. I have no urge to binge and purge. I'm in the moment, on the edge, over the top, but under the radar. A high-concept, low-profile, medium-range ballistics missionary. A street-wise smart bomb, a top-gun bottom-feeder. I wear power ties, I tell power lies, I take power naps, I run victory laps. I'm a totally ongoing bigfoot slamdunk rainmaker with a proactive outreach. A raging workaholic, a working rageaholic, out of rehab and in denial. I got a personal trainer, a personal shopper, a personal assistant, and a personal agenda. You can't shut me up, you can't dumb me down, 'cause I'm tireless, and I'm wireless. I'm an alpha male on beta blockers. I'm a non-believer and an overachiever, laid back, but fashion forward, up front, down home, low rent, high maintenance; super size, long lasting, high definition, fast acting, oven ready, and built to last. I'm a hands-on, footloose, kneejerk headcase, prematurely post-traumatic, and I have a love child who sends me hate mail. But I'm feeling, I'm caring, I'm healing, I'm sharing, a supportive, bonding, nurturing, primary caregiver. My output is down, but my income is up. I take a short position on the long bond, and my revenue stream has its own cash flow. I read junk mail, I eat junk food, I buy junk bonds, I watch trash sports. I'm gender specific, capital intensive, user friendly, and lactose intolerant. I like rough sex, I like tough love, I use the F-word in my e-mails, and the software on my hard drive is hardcore, no soft porn. I bought a microwave at a minimall, I bought a minivan at a megastore, I eat fast food in the slow lane. I'm tollfree, bite size, ready to wear, and I come in all sizes. A fully equipped, factory authorized, hospital tested, clinically proven, scientifically formulated medical miracle. I've been prewashed, precooked, preheated, prescreened, preapproved, prepackaged, postdated, freeze dried, double wrapped, vacuum packed, and I have an unlimited broadband capacity. I'm a rude dude, but I'm the real deal, lean and mean, cocked, locked, and ready to rock; rough, tough, and hard to bluff. I take it slow, I go with the flow, I ride with the tide, I got glide in my stride. Drivin' and movin', sailin' and spinnin', jivin' and groovin', wailin' and winnin'. I don't snooze, so I don't lose. I keep the pedal to the metal and the rubber on the road. I party hardy, and lunch time is crunch time. I'm hangin' in, there ain't no doubt, and I'm hangin' tough, over and out."

And as for me, I'm over and out as well. Thanks for stopping by.

Until...
-Paul Hargrave

]]> ~technoge3k Hey...I guess http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/10695780/ http://technoge3k.deviantart.com/journal/10695780/ Sun, 12 Nov 2006 00:06:21 PST
You're probably here because you clicked somewhere you didn't want to. Yes. I know. I'm very boring. But sometimes you just have to break down and let it all out. That's why I'm here.

So now we know why were both here, let me tell you a little bit about myself. Before you read any further, ask yourself this: do you really want to know how deep the rabbit hole goes?

So I'm Paul Hargrave, male/15/charleston (wow, this sounds like a personal ad so far), and now that we have that out of the way, we can move on.

I am best known by my friends, Jackson Holder and Matthew Daniels who need no introduction. They've seen me at my best, and unfortunately at my worst. What can you say for spending six weeks out at camp? Am I jumping around for you enough? Good. Just what I

So I'm not much of a writer. Or photographer. Or anything really. I just exist, but I'm doing the best that I can. So, sit. Pull up an XS (pass me a note during study hall, I'll tell you all about it), and have a laugh. It's okay - I know your laughing at me, not with me.

If you think this is giddy, get used to it. I like the early morning (3:00 right now), especially after a long day of nothing but straight laced bull shit. Oops. Sorry.

Until...
-Paul Hargrave

]]> ~technoge3k